Hesse, Germany
City of Frankfurt
Two months after Mai's service files go public
10:03 AM
"Just yesterday Maigra Lainé was confirmed as the new F.B.I. Director while many in congress are still questioning her loyalty to the constitution. Secretary of Def
The dressing is Inscriptions, the enemy is Defiled- And the reward is Grabbing.
In the first room of the thirty day dungeon, Murkstav and his band of tricksters encountered the library of Esh- Cabal, its fantastic shelves filled with inscriptions of f
So, I was struggling trying to figure out how to write my profile and figured if I sit down and list all the details of my character, I might be able to figure out what I want to do for his profile. So I set out to find inspiration and tutorials on h
Wrealmstober Writing Contest Entry
Inspired by: “Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)” by Emily Browning
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She knocks twice on the solid oak door. The second echo does not finish resounding
On the swampy shoreland of the ancient Lake Texcoco air hung heavy with moisture and mosquitoes, a damp sheet lay atop the buzzing night. The swamp seemed to stiffen with the vibration of insect calls, amphibious cries patching holes in an auditory n
15 Years from today
New York City, New York
FBI Headquarters
6:47 PM
“And what do you propose I say to her, Creed? That centuries before me, her great grandmother predicted that one of us might be part of some prophecy to prevent an apocalypse?” Mai say
The 4th of Jugust
2477, In the Black Channel
Rimworld: Verus-4 A small planet being invaded by the empire for its unrefined spice resources.
The Maidens were tasked to help a group of rebels run them out of the channel and help secure the trenches.
It w
The mercenary finds himself at the end of a hallway inside of an abandoned hospital. He's taking cover around the corner of a wall while bullets from an SMG snap around him. There's a brief pause in the gunfire and he takes the opportunity to peek ar
This exercise is known as Flash Fiction.
The object is to tell the minimum viable story when given exactly 55 words to work with.
It's a great practice for choosing words carefully and a break from longer replies when needed.
These stories follo
Interviewer: “And welcome back. If you’ve missed the interview so far, I’m here with the wonderful Zatanna Zatara today. What an experience this interview process has been!”
Zatanna: “Yeah, that’s for sure!”
Interviewer: “Things got a little tense th
The audience moves around and talks quietly as if nothing has happened. The cameramen move following focusing back on the interview as if they had taken a commercial break. There is a strange feeling that some are aware of, but only Zatanna and her
Zatanna: “Where do I even start? Oh yeah, where the fuck do you get off, thinking you can just manipulate someone like this? Do you even know what ‘private’ means?! You can’t just read a fucking comic book and go ‘oh! I think I understand her li
Previously….
Zatanna: “Wait, hold on a second. You have a say over my love life?! Okay, that’s it, I’m taking control of this interview” *she claps her hands then spreads them out from her center.
“Emit pots!”
Now…
Interviewer: *stares out at the audi
And we’re back in 3…2…1… The camera man points to the interviewer as the intro music plays.
Zatanna: “Was… that intro music there before?”
Interviewer: “No, but I thought it’d be kind of a nice touch you know?”
Zatanna: “Fair enough, I guess. Like I sa
And rolling in 3…2…1... ACTION!
The stage lights turn on, illuminating what appears to be a clean looking stage for complete in talk show fashion with a desk next to a white sofa and a coffee table. The background behind overlooks a sunny cityscape,
********Author's Note: I am using the characters in these blogs as kind of a gallery for featured characters in Zatanna's life that may come up at some point or make minor appearances. These characters are not characters that I currently have ongoi
WARNING! 18+ content below.
Kaephir~
His touch. His laugh. The twinkle in those haunted grey eyes.
I’ve never seen him in a state of vulnerability. Until now. Slouched over the balcony railing of that shady motel, his dark hair mussed in that utterly
Many years ago
Los Angeles, California
3:41 PM
Mai was enjoying her retirement from fighting wars and dodging assassins. It had been eight years since she has activated her weapon for defense. It had also been a few years since she has had to fight f
