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10/Oct/2012

Nightmare Fuel October 2012, Day 10

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Vines litter the walkway, and right before they get to the gates of the castleyard they see a signpost. A vine is wrapped around its base as if holding it up.

DANGER!

it says,

RUSHMERE CASTLE IS A BAANKLIDE

“Baanklide?” the young one asks.

OBSERVE FROM THE BAANKLIDE OBSERVATION TOWER INSTEAD

“Er, a mythical monster from long ago. It can’t stay still but has to try. Looks like beautiful architecture and eats humans for their thoughts. Some say they’re still around.”

WALK THIS WAY

They eventually get to the tower– a stunning building– and the door opens itself for them.

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7/Oct/2012

Nightmare Fuel October 2012, Day 7

Freaky Deer

“One drinks the blood of the animal and wears its skin and this is how one gains its powers. There are animals out here that you have never seen. The baanklides are the first of it. There is the averit which is a hunter. As far as I know, there is only one, but be careful around it. It hunts by getting its victim happy and drunk and then burrows into the back of said victim’s head, accomplishing both things at once. It may wear your skin for days without anyone noticing.”

(the man grinned)

“It really likes to brag.”

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27/Apr/2012

The Frustrating Process of Naming Fictional Cities

I’ve created, and helped create, a whole bunch of fictional cities in my time. There’s been Admah, the satellite (like, literally) double-city shaped like you’d built a city on both sides of a coin; with the biblical name I cannot remember the significance of. One wanted to get away from Admah, as most of the atmosphere had vanished. It was a ghost town when the corpse was still fresh; I sort of loved it.

There’s been Ublaï and Ubladà – named like that as a joke until they stopped being funny. There was Atoll, which flew inexplicably, and sort of grew out of Ubladà, via Krem. There was Elysium, haunted by humans who felt pain for the first time in their lives. And there’s the baanklide, of course, but let’s not go into that. It’s still just an egg.

There are all these tiny towns surrounding it; they don’t really have names either. They had names a few minutes ago, I’m not sure what’s up with that. They were called Silence and Darkness and Blossomwood. The nameless city swallows other’s names in search for a fitting one.

I have been trying to name this city for something like 8 months and I have to come to terms with the fact that my current methods are not working.

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