@harrynorine: I doubt it. They wouldn't want to overdo a gimmick I'd think
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I thought Bucky didn't want to fight anymore? He seemed to be enjoying the simple life in Infinity War. That's my explanation anyway.
Edit: Plus also Bucky has shown pretty much no interest in being an avenger. Its not a hard choice when you think about it like that.
Someone will take this wrong, or post something trollish. Lets just not do this one
The following is not eligible for participation in the contest, nor would I wish it to be in its incomplete state. I am merely posting here because there has been so many contests that I said I would enter and didn't, that I feel a bit of a complex about it. I did have a story, but RL caught me off guard. So the following is proof of attempt, as it were.
[ New Objective Unlocked. Liberate the good people of Lalamerate Village ]
[ Objective 27 ]
[ See list of incomplete objectives Y/N ? ]
"You got that spacey look on your face, Hero. The Great Algorithm talking in your brain pan again?" Trixy drawled, her arms crossed over her bare chest. Despite being the sad end result of supernatural evolution, mad science, and possibly a wizard's garbled sneeze-curse, the monster girl was strangely close minded in regards to otherworldly, or otherwise difficult to prove concepts. Case in point, the Great Algorithm, which periodically had shown xxHeroHeartxx inane or undesirable goal objectives floating in the air in perfect English, not one of which xxHeroHeartxx had embarked upon, for some reason or another. She and xxHeroHeartxx were at The Hammer, the best and only known drinking spot within a weeks travel.
"You are very mouthy for a piece of luggage." xxHeroHeartxx replied, downing her beer. It was what you would call a politically correct comment, but mimics did not trouble themselves with such things. Life is so much simpler when you can just eat whatever is bothering you. Trixy was a glitch, a thing that by all means could not exist, yet here she was in direct defiance of her own agnosticism. The monster girl was a mimic, or at least had been, but some way or another had become trapped between the shapes of a treasure chest and a young maiden, the nightmarish result coming out to a naked female kneeling (or otherwise not being wholly visible below the edge) in a 'wooden' crate, the rims of which were lined with shark teeth. How exactly she moved over the ground was not something xxHeroHeartxx was curious enough about to find out.
"Just buy the next round of Witch Brew. I'm feeling too lucid." Trixy groaned.
xxHeroHeartxx considered the options. She really didn't want to liberate anything. least of all her bottom from the stool it was currently perched upon.
"Well, that twas last summons, I suppose." A bar winch appeared from a back room and joined the wandering knight and the monster at the bar. The bar was owned and operated by a disgruntled Valkyrie. A fact Trixy seemed to have forgotten in her semi-sober stupor.
"I didn't hear last summons. How was that the last summons?" Trixy hissed and grabbed the servant worker by her apron. She pulled them together until they were face too face, her human features distorting as her eyes receded into her skull, and her lips stretched back, exposing more rows upon rows of nightmare teeth. Her desperate need to avoid sobriety overwriting her baser survival instincts.
"I wasn't mine idea." The Valkyrie replied angrily, ignoring the danger and horror before her. "Some fiend has made off with mine goats. Nay goats, nay beer. Dost thou understand that much, thou baleful polymorph?" With that she slammed a mug on the monsters head, and shutting the lid on, trapping her inside herself
"Ow" Trixy mumbled from within chitinous shell.
@waezi2: Thank you for taking the time to answer all my questions. I know I raised a lot of points and you had answers. Having said that I think I'm going to take a break and just binge this series when it completes. I still want to see how it all ends, but its turning into a slice of life, and while I love SoL normally, I'm just not craving that right now.
And I don't know if you have a fictionpress account, but you could probably catch a more responsive readership there with this series. Anyway, keep it up and I'll be back
"Yeah, and you are GONNA get hit. So we better get you some headgear in your size. Know of a shop where they sell sports equipment."
Either she will need one special made, which needs to be established, or she will have to wear one made for a different species. Or are there other sports humans play that requires headgear? She is the first human boxer, so there so be no human boxing gear, and of the species mentioned they would (presumably) have horns or otherwise non-human skulls. Satyrs, fauns and a Minotaur respectively. I suppose there could be dwarf boxers, and I may have missed that earlier. If not that may be a convent explanation for this point.
**Note: The following digression is from the bold assumption that you would want to refine this story one day in the future. I in no way intend that you should Frankenstein my "plot fixes" into your story as your write it now. You should finish this series however you have planed already, and consider these points during the hypothetical l revision. I'm about 8 chapters into a story of my own and I have tweaked the entire thing about 3 times now. This is fine for me but revising your story as you are creating it does not work for everyone, and your other readers don't seem bothered by my issues anyway**
With the mention of the orc I'm going on off a tangent. There's really no need for the orc invasion. Society is going on as normal, everyone seems happy. No one is being enslaved or oppressed or mistreated. No one seems to be upset about the orc takeover except Dimi. So like, if the orcs just released the king, but stripped his authority, would she still want to challenge the orc princess?
Actually now I'm curious about orc society. I assume they respect power and shows of strength, one might challenge them to some sort of dual every decade or whatever to prevent hostile takeover. Think about it, this worlds version of the Olympics,. The War Games. And the orcs won this year with the loss of the Queen. Make it a different sport that mages would normally be best at, but without the queen the orcs team won. Now the orc king dictates the next event is boxing, the traditional sport of orc culture. Next event in 8 years, when the rulership can be challenged in the next War Games. The king sends his daughter to be trained by her godfather. The king himself must leave the kingdom in disgrace per the rules of the game. Essentially the same setup. Queen dead, king gone from the story. Demi is being trained to box, a sport humans have never played, etc etc. And it all fits into your sports theme.
“Don’t underestimate a satyr, girl. They are fast as hell.” Ivan reached for the shelf where the salt can was placed.
Does Hell exist? It would be funny if Hell meant something else in this series, but it does make me wonder what (if any) afterlife a creature or monster or whatever experiences when they are dead
Aura hesitated. “Oh, sure. Buckbeak, Witherwings and the others are great company. I adore my winged little monsters.” She giggled. “I like to think we get along because we are part lion, me and the griffins. Still, not the same as sharing a meal with a creature.”
Boy you opened some cans of worms in this chapter! I can accept some anachronisms and modern slang in what is essentially an urban fantasy, for the sake of enjoying the story. However, I have a few questions about the society of creatures itself.
Is 'monster' an acceptable word among what are themselves monsters? And what makes a monster to another monster? Are all fantastic creatures monsters to themselves or humans or both, or are monsters just the less intelligent fantastic creatures? Are monsters to creatures what animals are to humans? What are animals to creatures? Because lions exist in this universe.
She says she is part lion. I don't think you thought through the implications here. She is aware that she is a hybrid, and hybrids existing was established in the third line, so does she have animal ancestors or was she made by another creature or god or wizard or whatever? And how did griffins come into existence if they are also hybrid?
**Edit: I normally don't read supplementary material for reasons, but this time I broke my rule and looked at the creature guide just to see if my question was preempted. Minotaurs are somewhat explained, but not other hybrid creatures. Also the origin of the Minotaur species could be worked into the main narrative. There's really no need for it to be extra reading.**
Now I've been waiting 5 chapters for this one. Why do they eat griffin eggs? At first I let this go because its a fantasy, but now we know regular animals exists, and I have to think there must exist less dangerous avian life, so now griffins are just a glaring fantasy stand-in. I would say griffin eggs produce more nutrients than normal eggs. An ex-boxer turned blacksmith would probably have a high caloric requirement. Hence griffin eggs, while most people just raise chickens or some other egg laying animal
He was NOT gonna get involved with the other sex that way again. He had screwed up enough for a lifetime.
Dating is complicated, yes. This makes Ivan very relatable. Except, here again is a can of worms. What are the dating norms in this society? Do creatures inter-marry? Are there culture norms or taboos among creature dating?
You go to the owner of such a tavern who then asks you so and so many questions about your body(like if you can grow extra limbs or can fly) before he or she allows you to, in Dimi’s case, box in said tavern in order to entertain the customers.
Just take the underlined and merge with the previous paragraph. Everything else is redundant information from the first scene, and the last part doesn't make much sense. Wouldn't all participants have to go through the same interview regardless? In a world of hybrids and magic, you wouldn't allow anyone to compete without a basic background check.
I still like the characters and their interactions. I love that Demi has to work and fight and struggle, and she has a clear handicap in a world of magic and monsters. But personally I need more to cheer Demi on beyond restoring the status quo.