Coile

Now that I have 10k words achieved and six chapters done I feel confident enough to post a link to the entire and ever growing work that is my NaNoWriMo novel.

However, before you dash off to take a peek, two things.

1) It is posted on Silent Tempest forum. Before you read anything else, please do read the forum rules. The reason is that despite some forum sections being unaccessible to the general public the content still can't be guaranteed to be for everyone. This is especially important to note in case you browse anything else on the forum. In order to read the novel you do not need to register. Please only register if you intend to mingle with us (Tempest & other screwballs) in-game too.

2) As a large part of the novel remains unwritten I can't say what will and will not be in there and in how much graphic detail. Safest bet is to treat the work as "mature content" and not read it if you anticipate you might be offended.

Summa summarum: Please read the rules, consider if you really want to read the novel.

Ready? Done?

Go for it: A for Android - the novel

Phew, cracked 10k! Over quota by 400 words and I wrote today an IC PM that I can incorporate into the story almost as is. That's 500 words more, and with added descriptions with minimal effor tomorrow I can have 1000 words under my belt before coffee break.

I'm having a fun time here! How's everyone else?

It wasn't a formal ST gathering as such. After a mission Phi said that he wanted to talk about his brother. Since it involved a bit of tactics planning it got dubbed as "Tempest gathering".

The only way to be involved in ex tempore stuff like that is playing a suitable character and being present. There can't be proper warnings about things like that. Except the first sentence of this paragraph.

I've added stuff from my recaps to the timeline. Still entries to go through. If someone has anything that might be relevant, please add dates and events. Thanks.


2006:
* 27.4. Coile, Coila and ND-3 arrive to Paragon City
* 28.4. Kitia arrives
* 5.5. The Silent Tempest is formed.
* 11.5. Sword of Truth join Silent Tempest.
* 16.5. Steel Guard joins.
* 24.5. Coile meets Azure Sting on a mission.
* 28.5. Azure Sting joins Silent Tempest.
* 31.5. Azure Sting attacks Coile. Sword takes him to live with her.
* 9.6. Rakila joins.
* 12.6. Coile meets Nut the second time.
* 23.6. Nadia is lost in the snow.
* 28.6. Dawn, Xan and Kitalia join.
* 29.6. Mad Leprechaun shows Coile some pumpkin magic.
* 5.7. First meeting with Ice Hammer.
* 13.7. Kitia and Kitalia leave. First venture to Croatoa, Coile meets Chi. Phi goes back to hospital. Hollows mission with Jaik. Pyranha borrows $1000.
* 20.7. Coile overreacts against Vahziloks, gets DE poisoning. Base move is completed. Coila is in surgery.
* 25.7. Coile calls Dawn 'old'.
* 26.7. Second Shadowmaker mission. Subaiku explodes.
* 27.7. Dawn leaves. Requiem's assault on Paragon City begins. Coila falls in battle, gets replaced with a CoT mage.
* 30.7. Coile returns from spirit realm to find a war. Talk with Hana Li and Minako about Requiem.
* 31.7. Quantum weapons acquired and modified.
* 1.8. Andre goes to rescue Nadia.
* 2.8. Facedown with Requiem's forces in a cave on Khan Tengri.
* 3.8. Andre and Nadia kiss for the first time.
* 8.8. Escape from Requiem.
* 9.8. Requiem falls
* 16.8. Coila attacks Subaiku and then Dark Rose. Tempest is recalled.
* 17.8. Subaiku is rescued, Coila body sustain grave wounds.
* 18.8. Kitia returns. No sign of Kitalia.
* 20.8. Coile, Sword and Rose interrogate the mage who took over Coila's body. In the end the body dies on 21.8. 2.10 o'clock.
* 21.8. Andre and Nadia journey to North Dakota to Andre's home. Zirgei shares the secret of his children with Nadia.
* 22.8. Andrea's body is buried. Andre and Nadia talk about Kitia.
* 8.10. Coile and Dustine meet Lady Cobra and Nightsparrow.

This is a nice piece from the first day of Coile and Coila in Paragon City and this one I felt like posting. It's bright and sunny except for the obnoxious youngster.

[u]Chapter 5 – Take me down to the Paragon City[u]

The last days of spring were slowly yielding to the demands of summer even on the state of Rhode Island. Sun was high up as the cab pulled to the curb and two youngsters got out. Their new lives were full of promise of great things and grand destinies.

Coila stretched even if the ride from the airport had not been that long and smiled happily. This was her dream coming true. Finally she could use her abilities to help others. Finally she could make a difference. On her she had the uniform their father had made for her. The colours were purple and black. The fabric was a leather based alloy that was designed to withstand wear and tear. On her chest she bore their adopted emblem, a letter A with a ring around it.

It stood for ‘android’.

She just had to laugh, she was that happy. ”We’re here! Isn’t this great, Coile?”

Behind her her elder brother had climbed out too and narrowed his eyes taking a few moments to get used to the sun. ”Yeh. Just great. Bloody great.” A voice spoke from the taxi. ”Mind the language, young master.” Coile sighted and said, ”Sorry mom.” For once Coila was too preoccupied to let a chance to rib at her brother to slip past.

ND-3 paid the cab fare and got out too. She towered behind the children reaching a height well over two meters and scanned the surroundings. There was notable Skulls activity taking place but it was not the time yet. She called the incidents in with her internal communications systems and ushered the children forward. ”That is the city hall, young masters. You must register there first and gain your superhero licenses. Then you are set. Go do that now and I will take our luggage to the Atlas Hotel.”

Coila danced around for the joy of life alone. Coile stood grumpily and nodded. ”Come on, sis. Let’s go get this hero gig of yours started.” Then he added with clumsy sarcasm. ”I can hardly wait.” His sister was simply too happy to succumb to the eternal arguments this time. ”I don’t much like the name ‘hero’. I’m here just to help people. And so are you.”, she added. Coile sighed and looked at the sunny city that stretched around them. ”I’m here just to watch your back, sis. Nothing more. I promised father that I’d keep you safe from harm.”

This was stock dialogue from her brother and Coila knew it. It was words that had been spoken ages ago and then only repeated without any thought given if the situation had changed since then. She was confident that he would come around yet, all he needed was time. A few heroic feats under his belt, to see that he was making a difference. A kickstart was what he needed, or rather a kick in the [censored]. The major feat had been to get there. Now that they had arrived only the sky was limit.

The official procedure did not take long. They filled in some questionnaires, gave a demonstration of their powers, signed some forms and were given their license cards. Coila had perhaps never felt more proud. Coile looked at his card for a moment and tucked it into his pocket. The official behind the desk made one last remark about the similarities between their costumes and wished both good luck in the upcoming fights for freedom and justice. Coila curtsied and practically ran out not being able to wait to get their first case. Her brother just flung his arm in a very liberally interpreted farewell greeting and slumped after the younger sibling.

ND-3 was waiting for them. ”Well children, are you ready for your new responsibilities?” She tilted her head in a precise manner and altered her facial configuration to resemble a smile. ”Yeh, sure Nadia.”, said Coile and patted the pocket in which he had put his license. ”All revved up and good to go.”

Coila looked around clearly looking for something and allowed her expression darken with disappointment. ”Kitia will arrive only tomorrow.” Coile scoffed loudly. ”Good riddance for all I care!” ND-3 assumed a stern stance and looked firmly down at the obnoxious young master. ”Andre! Apologize to your sister this instant. Kitia is her special friend, and also your friend even if you still try to deny it. I will not have her talked about it that manner, is that clear?” Coile let out a mumble that bore a fleeting resemblance to ”sorry” and ND-3 knew better than to expect more without some real effort.

”Now, I will go in and settle my own affair with D.A.T.A. I think I spotted young Ms. Liberty under the Atlas statue. Go talk to her, she should be friendly to newcomers.” Coile cut in. ”Atlas statue. Where are we supposed to find that? We’ve never been here before.” ND-3 pointed almost directly up. ”That large representation of a globe rests on the back of that man. That man is Atlas and he and the globe comprise a whole that has been named the Atlas statue.” She resumed her instructions. ”Then go to G.I.F.T. to see where you are needed. Remember, you are now operating under the Citizen Crime Fighting Act and both me and your father fully expect you to behave with diligence, decency and goodness of your heart.”

Coila’s eyes had lit up with an uncanny spark at the mention of Ms. Liberty and she was literally bouncing when she stood in her excitement to meet such a prominent hero. Then she darted away with a lightness in skip that was characteristic to youths who were ready to take on the life headlong. Coile smiled a little. All this hullabaloo was rubbing off onto him, slightly. ”Sure Nadia, see you in the evening the latest.” Then he went after his sister. Someone had to watch her back.

Huuha! Chapter 5 completed. Quota exceeded. A good run, and now it's wime to delve in-game to gain more material on the current time pieces.

Hey Fist, give yourself the freedom to write bad fiction. That is the way around the block. Grimace, whimper, groan and moan but just write on. On December you can glance back and blush, and start fixing the text you have now just chugged out.

And realize how much juicy goodness there is in there. Well worth salvaging.

I just finished Chapter 4 and found out that the family name of Andre's grandfather wasn't Kraft at all as I had thought. He went and stole the name from a war criminal. Not that he was much better himself, mind you.

Chapters 1 - 3 ready. Well, broadened at least. They will do for now, time to start a new one. It's ridiculous, I know the whole story and I don't know where to begin this one. *sigh*

Caught up yesterday's quota, now just for the 1700 more words... This is better than three years ago when I fell back to almost three thousand words in the beginning and used the last day or two to catch up. I'm struggling but still hanging on.

I finished the blasted war scene. It's crapola. Maybe I'll add a little stuff and be done with it. I think in the final form of the novel that chapter gets scrapped a like a -10 level minion against a melee/superreflexes warrior woman.

Once upon a time in SWG...

I got into an RP guild, yes, my first one ever on MMORPG scene, and they had on their forum a section for recaps. Just so that people who were not there could read about it and have a better chance of grasping the sentences uttered by other characters and form an IC picture of what took place. You know, what the recaps are for.

I very quickly found ouyt that I liked to write that kind of stuff and started to throw in some IC observations and all in all structured them like short stories. It was about stuff that took place IG, as they were recaps.

Then once when I was logging my character went off swooping and I wondered what exactly took place, so I wrote down something that happened between IG sessions. All in all I wrote fiction pieces like that about 50 during my SWG career,

I also started to recap again at one point, in a pure list form. In simple sentences I wrote down the major events.

In CoH I started to make both IC reports and also these OOC recaps with IC flavour, completing the circle. Recaps were once again what they were once upon a time.

NOW I'm writing my NaNoWriMo novel and find out that the recappable (I luvs inventing words) material once again gets broadened up into - fiction form. Oh sky goddess. If I keep this up after November there's going to be a flood of all kinds of Tempest fiction.

We'll see, folks.

And Inny... *cough* *splutter* *whimper* *snicker* Some guys should never get moderator rights, not even to their own section.

But chapters are words! See:

Chapter 3 - The other woman

Five more words right there.

Now, I could use "Chapter X - Name of chapter, where Coile meets this and folks do that..." approach and by repetition get even more words. Nah, That's for the last day when I panic enough to climb walls.

*sigh* Chapter 3 is finished (over 2k words in that) but Chapter 2 still refuses to complete and even to reveal its name so far. I guess I'll struggle with it for a while more and then launch Chapter 4. I'm still 1k behind today's quota and there's a party I'm expected to be in tonight. Maybe I'll nick the comp at some point and type a few more paragraphs.

...and now back to crude field surgery in a German foxhole.

That's the next panel, where they "arm" the new guy's utility belt with glee and snicker "The next time he's at least 'charged', eh?"



"Now, put on this sheep suit and charge down that corridor against those Freakshow. When you get there there's going to be a surprise. You'll leave a mark, we promise."

[ QUOTE ]
(or the mean members will laugh at you for being a wimp and steal your dinner money)

[/ QUOTE ]

Is this how Alfred and Richard got to be so rich?

I can see it: Akkarin and Mephiston dangling someone from their feet, Stone Giant hulking behind them, Meadow pointing with a finger and laughing, Alfred and Richard picking up falling coins and Kitmarch giving a lecture "Next time there's an order to charge it means [u]everyone[u]!"

...times like these I wish I could draw...

From the top of my head I'll throw in also:

Ghost Tiger Investigation
Guardians of Destiny
New Heroes Union
Apache Longbow

There's no nifty search feature IG that I know of. The RP SG Thread that has sunk to the page X is far from complete. Best bet is what you just did - ask on forums and hope the various replies together spell out even a fraction of the answer.

FA you can meet at the statue about at any given night. Tempest will be making an appearance this coming Tuesday throwing a mission night. (see separate thread)

Silent Tempest mission night

This coming Tuesday (7.11.06) there will be a Silent Tempest mission night.

During the last two weeks some 4-5 people have expressed their interest about the Tempest. This event should suit them especially well.

Members of Silent Tempest will come to GG as they have too many simultaneous tasks to do and look for help. Maybe Freedom Corps has given the gathering heroes a prior warning about it, maybe someone heard a rumour from someone. You can invent a plausible reason why your character would be aware of that Silent Tempest is needing assistance that night. That would give people the incentive to approach and strike conversation.

The idea is to mingle for a while, meet the heroes who would be willing to help to take the bad guys down a notch and then head off for a mission or two. The teams that will be pulled together depend on the levels of both the attending Tempest as well as the assembling heroes. Sword and Coile are 44-45 and the main bulk of the rest are about 31-33 with one 15 and one 36 thrown in. SK's/EX's as well as reasonably safe travel across zone for lower level chars should be within possibilities.

If someone is serious about wanting to give the Tempest a try and getting a character involved, this is the ideal chance for it. Of course if the time doesn't suit we can use later the standard "Tempest informed Freedom Corps about having no objections about some backup, Freedom Corps sent the hero(es) who turn up at the mission door" explanation.

While it is by no means required, it would be nice to hear if someone already knows they are in for this. If so, the level of the character taking part would be a nice detail so we can plan possible team configurations in advance.

It is also entirely possible the evening turns out to be about chatting only. Who knows, and IC dictates.

Haha! Some really good ones!

Urgh. 8 am (the zergling brand alarm clock never fails) and I think I fell asleep sometime aroun 11 pm (my times, equalling the start time of GG&CT). I swear I haven't slept this long in over five years. Bloody hell. In the middle of NaNoWriMo, no less. So, uh, sorry, I'm going to go write something now, something to do with a novel...

I enjoyed the aforementioned team-up quite thoroughly! It had a nice feel and dynamic to it IC-wise and also kicked a lot of tush.

Unfortunately as I was exiting the mission my wireless network vanished and I couldn't get it working even if I reseted both the card and basestar^h^h^h^hstation. It was in the morning that I cracked the problem which in itself was a good indication of how badly I needed sleep.

Not that the two previous nights with less than 3 hours worth of sleep due to Andre and Nadia discussing the Crey clone thing were ill-spent but every once in a while sleep deptivation has to be vanquished. 5 hours a night is more than adequate for that.

Hope to team-up with that bunch again soon!

some 670 words to go to meet the daily quota. The clash between Sword and Coile is a goldmine as far as wordcount is concerned. I could write double what I have now, but the basis of the relationship belongs to other chapters.

I'm starting to hate Andre's grandfather and the damn World War II...

Keep it up, Stase! If you hit a low spot, make someone bake another cake. Why? Because they'll learn a lesson. If they are not doing interesting things they'll be put to cake duty. Maybe next time they'll try harder!

I just caught up with yesterday's quota. The damn WWII scene gets advanced very slowly even tho I pretty much know where it's headed, so it's just laziness. Then instead of writing the opening chapter about Andre's father I started to write about a conversation between Coile and Sword where the basic gist is "if I'm clone and we find the original, I will discard everything we had and leave you". The upside is that I should hit today's quota fast!

The thing is, there is a real good chance that this Nadia is in fact a clone, possibly for infiltration purposes. If it is so then the three month long relationship gets put back to pre-Requiem War era. More words for the novel and also interesting times in-game as Andre never was the pinnacle of mental stability under pressure.

Fun times for November.

Now for lunch.

I'll omit that bit from the stuff posted here. No worries. The story will be posted elsewhere too, especially as I will probably expand already written parts that I can no longer edit here.

Tho, is even a link allowed? I quickly browsed through some rules I've read ages ago and now had only a flimsy recollection of:

Please do not post links to any work that other board users may find offensive, or that otherwise violates the usual Message Board Rules And Guidelines. Adult material should be clearly identified as such.

Adult material would be clearly identified, so it's cool, but it's also forbidden to post links to works that might offend and this topic came up because of the offensive nature, so it might not be cool after all.

As I really don't know what aspects of the lives of the characters I will be including in the story, I may end up having also other questionable excerpts. I think I'll post the next two or three chapters which each open up a certain timeline and then keep updating the story elsewhere. Safer for all (especially me) and less grey hair for mods.

And Stase, no worries. I wouldn't have accepted the dare if I already didn't know where I'd be using the scene. It fits the story and I feel should be included, but without the dare I wouldn't have had the courage to write it in. Now I do. And I hope to address also a few other aspects more in detail for better impact, now that thoughts are re-ordering in my brain.

Nothing's worse than a chicken-expletive author, except radio hosts who snigger childishly at their own juvenile puns. Zarquon dammit, I'll write what I want (tho publish in a manner that gets no one in trouble) and not be scared of responses from the most important reader - me. I've already shotgunned the internal editor. Now it's time to frag the internal reader and let go. Even if it means writing just one daring scene but by Zarquon I'll stretch to my literary limits for it.

Why be in NaNoWriMo if I wouldn't?

Oh, and Faeryfire, keep coming up with the feedback. I'll go through it on December and think "what the hell was I thinking when writing this pile of dodo droppings?"

Cool bananas, now back to World War II.

Finished the first chapter, now to finish chapter 2.

I guess the current count is about 2300 or so. Lot's to go still.

A for Android

[u]Chapter 1: Introduction to destruction[u]

Date: 1.11.2006
Location: Paragon City, ’the Crash Site’

The two week long evernight was hanging on the desolate landscape of destruction like an oppressing shroud. The lack of daylight gracefully hid the deep scars of a desperate war that had been fought four years ago but also helped to press the strangling feel of anxiety better home. The Sword of Truth let her gaze travel around noting each building and passage. Just like the last time.

There was a gigantic burden hanging over her that seeped all joy from her life. Not even the best things in her life had the power to return the happiness to her bleak existence. She knew the answer was somewhere out there, inside one building or another. One structure housed the records used in Crey’s most malevolent plot so far. Revenant Heroes.

There was a quiet huff of air from behind her. She did not have to turn around. A voice spoke. ”Hey love.” Then Coile walked around his wife and gave her a quick but passionate kiss on her lips. Her response was halfhearted but sincere to the extent that it could. Which was not terribly much. ”Hello Andre.”, she said keeping her senses open. There was no quarry in sight. ”Did you manage to locate any concentrations of Crey personnel?”

Coile eyed his wife worriedly. The brown, auburn hair, the visor over her eyes, the blue and white Silent Tempest uniform and the cape, they were all as they should. Still there was something missing. The playful taunts, the soft smiles, the burning love, they were all gone. No, not gone, not completely. There had just died down to faint embers compared to what they had been a lifetime ago. He pointed to west. ”That way. On a few rooftops, and some ground operations.”

They had been teammates for almost six months. In love they had been about as long, living companions three weeks less. Lovers they had been for three months. It didn’t make much sense, not even with an explanation over a glass of beer.

During that time they had learned to mesh together, to anticipate and react with the correct response even before the first action was taken. Usually this meant Sword trying to undo the havoc that Coile so casually and recklessly created almost whenever he entered combat. It also meant that they could fly in tandem effortlessly and effectively.

Coile generated a flight field. It was an extension of himself, or so he tried to explain it. He could fly himself and also make a few people nearby cancel the gravity’s hold. It stretched between him and his companions even if they drifted apart for quite a long way before threatening to break.

The flight field encompassed Sword of Truth and her feet detached from the ground. It had used to make her giggle. Now it garnered a weak smile only. One more fire that had gone out.

The standard formation was Sword taking point and Coile keeping up with her pace. Meanwhile they scanned the area visually searching for whatever it was that they were after at the time. This time it was Crey personnel. Paragon Protectors. And Revenant Protectors.

One group of cryotank suited men they spotted and dealt with but none of them seemed to be aware of the installation that they were looking for. It had been the same every time they had been around the crash site zone. No one knew nothing. Not even the formidable Paragon Protectors, the few that were afterwards conscious enough to talk. So far they had stayed their distance from the gatherings that had Revenant Protectors among them. That would have to change soon. It was becoming obvious that they were the only way forward.

As different as their backgrounds were a few things they shared nonetheless. One of them was a firm and relentless hate of the Rikti. Both had had a traumatizing encounter with those alien invaders and were hell bent of ridding the world of their foul presence. Now they were at the very heart of Rikti activity on Earth, the shimmering form of the long since downed Rikti mothership gloating at them across the zone. There was an impenetrable force field around the ship.

The long excruciating months on the streets of the hero capital of the world tended to imprint a few lessons on the defenders of the truth and protectors of the innocents. Always remember what your job is. Don’t get sidetracked. Focus on the task at hand. If you got derailed the assignment that you had accepted as your responsibility could fail. Only a pulsating laser transmitter guarded by the Rikti was enough to draw Coile and Sword in, but even so only for a moment, until utter destruction was complete. There were no Rikti survivors. The hunt for Crey was resumed.

Nadia spotted it first. It was a tall building with a helicopter pad on the roof. It was in fact the same building that they had seen on their previous visit three weeks ago but one that they had not dared to charge headlong because of the sizeable amount of guards. Instead they had diverted their investigation to elsewhere but as was evident now, for no results.

This building was no mere staging area. It served some more sinister purpose, at least if judged by the number of Protectors and armourclad men in their tank suits. The lights on the helipad were on.

Hanging in mid-air the Sword of Truth draw her blade. ”Ready?”

Coile kept his flight field steady. “Yeh.”

They plunged into the midst of enemy soldiers from the skies like two avenging demons of righteous fury.. The initial surprise momentum carried for a time and many guards never saw what hit them but it did not take too long for the Crey operatives to pull the remainder of their forces together and launch a counteroffensive.

It was impossible to say whether it was because they thought a man could do more damage than a woman or because Coile seemed to be an easier target but nonetheless the Crey agents concentrated their heavier hitters on the mutant youngster who kept blasting his energy bolts around. The warrior woman with katana they left to contest her might against two Paragon Protectors.

Coile could stand his ground against even Revenant Protectors one at a time but he had always been vulnerable when under attack from multiple sources at once. He took the blows as well as gave them but eventually the opposition proved to be too much. All that it took was one hit from behind to the back of his head and he dropped on his face like a sack full of plutonium bricks.

From the corner of her eye Sword of Truth saw Coile falling and not getting up. She froze where she stood and whispered, horrified. ”Andre.” There was no reply. The stupor lasted for a few seconds until she shook herself free from her concerns. There were still enemies around moving into positions. Even if the strain that fighting exerted on her body was now far greater than it had used to the precise worl of her finely tuned reflexes lacked none of their sharp response time. With the signature resolve that she was known for among those she had fought alongside she finished taking out the rest of the enemy units on the roof. In the end she stood victorious over the fallen evildoers for a second. Then she simply collapsed. Muscle tone vanished within a brief span of time and slid down the katana skittering away.

When she came to the evernight was still gazing down at her from the above. Maybe it had been just for a second or two? Or ten? She rolled quickly up, looking around in a terrified manner. ”Andre!” His body wasn’t moving and in the illumination of the piercingly bright blinking lights it was so hard to be certain if there was the faint vibration of breathing there. Or not. All facades of superheroine dropped Nadia pushed herself up and staggered to her man. Then the fatigue took over again and the rest of the light left her world.

The armed men that arrived the scene found the woman lying next to the man her arm flung over him protectively. The leader motioned to his men. ”Take them in.”

This thread is for my NaNoWriMo 2006 novel. It lacks all the polish but that's the point, actually. Read at your own risk.

Warning: This novel can contain adult themes including but not limited to violence, abuse, erotica, sex, murder, bad will, gore, brutality and otherwise disturbing matters. However I can't guarantee any of them. Except one thing. I accepted a dare and will include one masturbation scene.

Oh, and lots of angst + 'emocrap' ahead. That I can promise.

Briefly, as NaNoWriMo beckons:

Union seems to be the unofficial RP server. There are folks on Defiant too, tho.

Two places to visit on Union: Galaxy Girl statue in Galaxy City from 9 pm forward each night, and Pocket D throughout the night. GG is safer bet with a more steady crowd. Still, be sure to give both locations a few tries at least.

Check the two Union RP threads on this forum, likely on the first page. Recaps, plot infos, people. Check what might interest you and nudge people over /tells, for example. Or just throw yourself in IC.

* Union Roleplayers - Recaps, Plots and Banter
* The NEW "9pm under GG's skirt" thread
* Clocktower Villains RP Meet Returns!

I'm @Coile. Feel free to holler.

Now meesa goes to produce bad fiction.

EDIT: Nicked CT meets from Stase and added for completeness' sake the link.