Words are trickling from brain, out my ears and to my fingertips.
Making no sense as I struggle to even try and continue with the bloody work.
Making no sense as I struggle to even try and continue with the bloody work.
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Was reading a CN that played with making Foundation Building (stage 2 of CN cultivation) somewhat unique.
So the elemental spirit roots are back in play and the world follows two rules: the fewer element the better and the elements should not clash aka water and fire.
The dizziness of hunger pairs well with the headache of infected sinus
I missed the days where MC can grow strong, meet up with equally strong foes; too strong and it becomes masochistic, too weak and it becomes ant stomping, but just right for a docking session.
Ah.
Memories.
Written 2000 words.
Want to bin them all.
Had been binning because stuck between moving from current plot to future fight.
I hate events that require intense prep.
I am sort of glad that Maki Zenin and the clan annihilation scene exist.
After all, it's always in CN written texts and never reaching broader audience.
Lovely how when I emergency brake in the middle of the road because a random idiot crossing the road, the other random idiot at my back honked at me because he nearly rearended me and wanted me to drive into opposing traffic.
Fun.
@JayMark catch this with your head.
Dropped at c502.
It was sort of fun while it lasted.
Basically it's overly cautious MC who became OP
The first visible stain on my white shirt.
...
101 on why I don't like to wear white or light color.
Other than the fact I'm fat.
A really weird situation has somewhat popped up.
I am trying to write FangYuan lite aka typical CN male murderhobo.
On one side, I have no qualms writing the atrocities he commit/ will be commiting.
On the other hand however, when I try to write some sympathetic shit for the guy up front aka getting kicked out of party/ banished from kingdom unjustly or even murdered from the start, I recoiled.
One week.
I am still being tormented by giddiness
But what made my giddiness worse is when I try to write one work where main character commits bad thing and still somehow frame it as good.
Already regretting my decision to "rest for a day".
I don't like people touching my torso.
At best you can massage me is from my toes to kneecaps, fingertips to shoulders and entire head.
Bit slow on my part, but may the Beast and the Beggar from Kungfu Hustle rest well.
First and foremost, I do not know the Beggar well, but the Beast's actor really struck a chord after Kungfu Hustle with his next movie, where he told the main purpose of martial arts to the MC.
To kill and to win; if you want to keep fit, do other simple exercises. Martial arts is used to beat up people.
Really feeling great coming back from Macau with itchy eyes, sore throat and aching body.
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