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Well technically more like three ideas. I haven't been writing and a while and it was irritating me. So I think I'm going to start writing again, and I always like to start with fanfiction to get the creative juices flowing again. So I have three works I'm working on. But I want a bit of a twist.

I'm calling for a bit of audience participation. The three stories I'm working on are all based on video games. Namely Pokemon, Mass Effect, and Dragon Age. So here's the idea, periodically I would like to poll the audience to basically create a prompt for me to work with. You can feel free to add your own prompts, but I may not use that in the story.

For purposes of this experiment, the stories I write will be following the main plot of the games. Without further ado, the first prompt:

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|Who are you? |
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Title: The Fifth Blight-Dragon Age Origins
Choices:

1. Elissa Cousland. Eldest Daughter and second child of Teryn Bryce Cousland. Essentially uses Human Noble Origin, with a few twists thrown in.

2. Kallian Tabris. Daughter of Cyrion and Adaia Tabris. Female City Elf Origin

3. Theron Mahariel. Dalsih Elf Origin

4. Daylen Amell. Mage Origin.

5. Duran Aeducan. Dwarf Noble Background.

Or the three origins I outlined:

1. Dame Jeanne de Bayard. Third Child of a minor Orlesian Noble, she was given to the Chantry as a child and became a member of the Templar Order. She was transferred to the Ferelden Circle approximately a year before the events of Dragon Age Origins.

2. Eddard Hawthorne. Renegade Apostate Mage. Captured at 16. Escaped the Circle of Starkhaven. Ventured across the Waking Sea. Has recently taken up residence in a back alley of Denerim.

3. Celestina Titus. Unwelcomed "Representative" of the Imperium. In-spite of her considerable wealth and prestige she determined to sneak into Ferelden. Altus or not, she had heard interesting goings on, and she wanted to be part of it.

There was a gust of wind as they circled the room repeatedly, moving quickly enough that they managed to dodge the punch. Thankfully, both the wind and the material managed to put their dress out very quickly, and they stopped approximately where they had been, glaring at the Wolf. When they heard what he said, they sighed, deflating. "It's alright. I'm okay, at least. You, Musician?"

Wolf flash stepped over to the punch. He grabbed the whole bowl, and flash stepped back, dumping it over everyone. "Sorry sorry sorry...was just trying to blunt the sharp edges." He was trying very hard to ignore the fact that he'd been pelted just as much, and that his mask was amplifying every bit of the sensation. "Also...oww."

Hello there and welcome to the PPC! I'm Twistey, an uberchaotic neutral lightly-used-bie, and I am currently learning Spanish, so I might ask you a couple things about the language. I am in a ton of fandoms, mainly because I get dragged into fandoms so easily (the most recent example of that being my being dragged into the Camp Camp fandom by my IRL friend), but I tend to focus most on fandoms that have good world-building, given how much I love creating fan content and OCs, as well as fandoms that can be taken lightly.

I don't know if there are PPC things in languages other than English, but I'll see if the oldbies would be okay with starting translated Wikis.

Do you have any characters who you want to make into agents? I'd love to read about them and give any critiques I have! Nice to meet you, Diana!

-Twistey

It also sticks to things and can potentially light them on fire.

What did the Ghast ever do to you, Wolf? Their nice outfit is burning. And it's all your fault. You monster, they're going to be roasted alive, with all the glass that hit them!

The Musician is also on fire. Except it's her hair instead of her clothes. Geez, this is not a good night for this group, is it?

Here's what Zingenmir replied:

http://disc.yourwebapps.com/discussion.cgi?disc=199610;article=309524;title=PPC%20Posting%20Board;pagemark=75

-Twistey

Nice to meet you, I'm Twistey, an uberchaotic neutral lightly-used-bie. That's great that you came back, you seem like an interesting person. Here, as a returnbie gift, have a pen with feathers on the end that will act like a bird (but will let you write with it if you're good to it.) Nice to meet you! I'd love to see what you end up creating!

-Twistey

Guess I'll go for two characters then, volunteer and classic badficcer.

Name: Gerald Richards

Age: 23

Description: Human with brown curly hair, blue eyes, rather tall and slightly skinny. Is also a bit short-sighted, but he doesn't know if glasses exist in Star Wars, so... Generally stays quiet, except if buttons are pushed or excited. Don't exactly draws attention to him. Still has a somehow snarky sense of humor.

Lust Object (if applicable): Not really. Visiting an enjoying this 'verse is a much better way to go.

Light Side/Dark Side: Light Side here, although he want to go for 'greyer' things (consider Jedi should learn to live with emotions, not suppress them, and like the idea of writing pragmatic Siths who could have control over their emotions. Like the eye of a storm.)

Notes: Applied volunteerly after hearing about OFUs from former students. Didn't write a SW fic yet. Is a pretty big fan of Legends continuity, especially the Old Republic time, be it the MMO, Revan or Meetra Surik, and Thrawn. Disdainful about the second animated series of Clone Wars, consider Maul's return after Phantom Menace as 'cheap' and Savage Oppress as a 'yellow clone of Maul created to boost audimat'. Still likes Rebels, and saw all the movies and the first Clone Wars series. Like the idea of learning about lightsabers, with a little weak spot for dual wielding. Did some fencing and canne de combat.



Name: Darth Destructus (Lewis Jenkin).

Age: 15

Description: The most awesome pureblood Sith ever, with black hair and golden eyes, a kickass prothesis replacing his left arm, a total destructive juggernaut of the dark side. (Scrawny brat a little too much enthusiastic with black hair and brown eyes. Acne is still here, ready to come back if stress rises.)

Lust Object (if applicable): Rey and Assajj Ventress are badass. Period.

Light Side/Dark Side: Dark side. clearly the more powerful guys. Except whiny Kylo Ren.

Notes: Did like to write fics with a lot of over-the-top power fantasies as a way to take out frustrations from his life. Did see all the movies, but is far from being at the top of the game about them, and like Clone Wars, the second series. Also an avid player from the MMO the Old Republic. Is pretty much on the side of 'evil is cool and badass'. Generally loud andd obnoxious as a way to exist.

Name: Tom Booker

Age: 26

Species: Human

Description: A pudgy, speccy little sad-sack with more pimples than friends and very, very clear skin, at least in his words. However, he's not actually that terrible, just overweight and with the unfortunate lack-of-hairstyle common to people for whom hair is just something that gets in the way. Yes, he's overweight and views exercise the same way other people look at a plague bacillus, wears big thick NHS glasses held together mostly with hope, and has a wispy, irritating beard and moustache dyed orange from his crippling addiction to Wotsits, but he's not a bad person. Just a singularly unprepossessing one. He looks like he'd be the sort of person who'd get very into men's rights activism, only he's at least vaguely acquainted with the concept of basic human decency. Tom is generally found in tracksuit bottoms and a Star Wars fandom tee in many shades of mysterious-food-stain-on-black, and writes terrible fanfiction centred on his OC as a means of escape from his job as a from-home data entry schlub.

He's sculpted this OC like Pygmalion did Galataea, drawing on his knowledge of the Star Wars continuum and his History degree to form a wonderful character. One he has, if he's being honest with himself, fallen in love with a bit. Actually, a lot. I mean, she's taken vows of chastity, he's actually a real person, but if they were both around he's sure it could work. So what if the other characters in the fic are drawn in strokes so broad they resemble a twelve-lane Autobahn? She's the important one.

He's commissioned fanart of her as well, standing proud in her medieval attire, lightsabre in hand, champagne-furred ears poking out from a cascade of golden hair. He has that picture above his bed, as a reminder that there's still creativity left in him, and in the world. Tom really does love her...

His Esclarmonde.

Lust Object: Sylvar, Esclarmonde

Light/Dark Side: Light side, obviously.

That'll be very interesting, having an actual adult mixed in with the generally-teenage fanwriters. Also, oh Shannon, never rely on your memories. Ever. Never works well.

Anyway, thanks again! I shall add them to my fanwriter list.

-Alleb

He's not even a fan. He is literally just a normal dude, with only the passing knowledge of Star Wars that everyone has, and he's been dumped into an OFU. This is perfect.

-Alleb

Badficcers are just that--fictional versions of the badficcers we used to be/theoretical badficcers.

Although, if you wanted to have fun with it, you could say Twizzy basically inserted that physical description into the "race" section on her application and thus is, in fact, a wide-eyed ten year old in Teyori's body.

If you don't think your friend will mind, feel free to make a badficcer for them. Banter is always good!

-Alleb

Name: Esclarmonde d'Occitanie

Age: 21

Species: French-Cathar

Description: The daughter of a Cathar Jedi and a temporo-spatially displaced heir to the county of Foix, Esclarmonde has blonde hair down to her mid-back, hazel eyes, and a frankly unfortunate dress sense, in that she favours gowns of a decidedly medieval cut which do not entirely lend themselves to running about doing Jedi-ish things. They don't go with her very pale champagne fur either, but that hasn't stopped her yet. Despite the presence at her side of the technological wonder that is a lightsabre, she has taken vows of humility before the eyes of her father's God, owning very little else save the clothes on her back and the barest minimum she needs to exist. She drills relentlessly in an adulterated version of classical Shien that also pulls techniques from her father's training in High European longsword fencing (something she calls the Way of the Falling Dove), but only when she is not in prayer to God or meditating upon the Force. She eats little, sleeps less, and considers herself utterly dedicated to the life of a Jedi.

If only she knew she was the product of a pun based on an obscure religious sect from medieval Carcassonne.

Lust Object (if applicable): N/A

Light Side/Dark Side: Light side.

Notes: Esclarmonde (do not shorten it) is, despite her professions of piety, an inveterate snob, largely ignoring the plight of the people in order to focus on moral and theological problems as well as continue to master her lightsabre. She is, according to medieval notions of morality, a good and decent person; by our standards, she's a Bible-thumping martinet so far up her own backside she practically walks by somersault.

Name: Charlie Johnson

Age: 20

Species: I mean, I'm pretty sure it's just humans

Description: Brown haired and stocky, mostly due to a history of wrestling and weightlifting. Basically, functional muscles as opposed to aesthetic muscles.

Lust Object (if applicable): Er... what

Light Side/Dark Side: Light, I guess

Notes: He doesn't even write fanfiction, nor is that big of a fan of Star Wars. In fact, the fanfiction attributed to him is actually made by his little sister, he just uploads the stuff.

I personally can't spork this story since I don't have permission yet, but I'm glad you're interested in having an old story sporked! Why? Well, part of why I'm replying to you is because I also have written badfic in past times, and once I have a Wattpad account, I'll post up the badfics for sporking. And maybe let people spork them multiple times, or MST them - basically they'll be perpetual writing practice exercises. But anyway, since your post hasn't really been getting responses, I just want to acknowledge your Suefic's existence. Maybe you should put it on the Unclaimed Badfic page to give it more attention. I'm not the most sure how it all works, so maybe ask an older-than-me-bie.

-Twistey

The badfic personas are supposed to be sonas, not the actual writer. Hmm, let me see.

Name: Teyori Visalia

Age: 13

Description: Teyori is a Padawan-turned-Sith-apprentice who is skilled in dark side powers, mostly because she likes using them better than her lightsaber. She is capable of Force lighting from training with her mentor, Darth Sidious, and often plays with it a little in order to take advantage of the appearance-tweaking abilities it supposedly has on herself and her enemies. (No, Twizzy, that's not the conclusion you should be drawing from the incident with The Emperor getting his lightning deflected back at him.) As such, the culmination of all the non-canon lightning is her ghostly pale skin, skeletal-looking face, impressive height, shoulder-length black hair hanging over the left eye, and sunken-in red catlike eyes. Her usual attire is the standard black Sith robes, usually with the hood up, with a black tunic, pants, and boots underneath. She speaks with a slight British accent and suppresses outward signs of her emotions unless in combat, in which the full extent of her rage and maniacal happiness are presented.

Lust object: None.

Light Side/Dark Side: Dark side, but isn't actually likely to actually kill anyone or do any real damage. She just scares people more than anything else.

Notes: None, I think.

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Question: Am I allowed to add in another character based on an IRL friend of mine as she was during the time I would write these sorts of characters? I don't know if I can get her permission, but I kind of want the two to have some nice long banter sessions.

-Twistey

Here, have a light-up plastic Spear of Destiny and some 3D-printed action figures. Because imaginary Wolfenstein 3D fan merch is what I do.

-Twistey

I'm going to send in the kid I was when I wrote SW badfic. Now the Board gets to learn that I've always been as messed up as I am now! Huzzah!

...actually, I was less messed up back then.

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Name: Twistey

Age: Around 10 or so

Description: Twistey is really really really into Star Wars, and puts references to it into everything she does, but is not a stickler for canon details. Minecraft comes in a close second. Rather than doing anything with the Star Wars canon, Twistey is oft to write fics that have premises centered around the Force and other Star Wars things existing in real life or in Minecraft, fics that star a self-insert protagonist and sometimes friend-inserts too. Her writing is safe for work and for the brain, but it will just plain not make sense, 100% guaranteed. She has a huge, inexplicable obsession with villains in general, resulting in a kind of "deadly innocence" that prevents her from understanding the real consequences of the dark side and other things. Luckily, she doesn't post her work on the Internet, not having discovered fanfiction sites, or even the term fanfiction, yet.

Lust Object (if applicable): None! However, she does idolize Emperor Palpatine/Darth Sidious as a mentor figure.

Light Side/Dark Side: I don't think even she knows. On one hand, she considers herself to be a follower of the Sith creed (but in reality is even more of a wannabe than Kylo Ren), but on the other hand, the protagonists of her fics were either Jedi or fighting against a "dark side" of something.

Notes: If you want to, you can make "Twizzy logic" a running joke when writing her. It's probably good that you refer to her as "Twizzy" or "Twizz" or some other nickname, in order to distinguish her from the present-day version, which is me. Also, the "deadly innocence" thing is just about fictitious villains. I hadn't learned the worst yet.

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My brain is kind of fried right now so I'm having trouble thinking of more things to say about little Twizz. Let me know if you have any more questions or suggestions for things to put down.

-Twistey

Yeah, I was wondering if a PPCer could do stuff with their characters before getting permission if the characters aren't agents yet and aren't sporking. I needed the info because I'm in the middle of an over-text RP with an IRL friend in which I play an alternate version one of my pre-agents (and by alternate version I mean a version in which she doesn't even know that the PPC exists), to help me get a good first draft of her personality. A first draft. The RP has become incredibly weird, so I'm pretty sure she won't act as an agent like she does as a weirdly RP'd civilian.

Anyway, I'm bookmarking your MST so I can read it later and laugh with your characters at the badfic. MSTs are one of my favorite things in the world. Hooray!

-Twistey

Name: Tango Dioxide

Age: Exactly as old as Star Wars itself. She'd rather not think about how old that is. (She's 40.)

Description: Human. Redhead - I mean red, not ginger. PPC agent. Her handful of scars aren't from missions, though - they're from spending most of a decade on the run.

Lust Object: Well, she's married (to Steve, he's a bit wet), but... well, she had a bit of a Thing for Luke Skywalker back in the day. (Though he's too young for her now, obviously.)

Alignment: Grey. When she and Blue discovered the Mary-Sue Factory, he spent the next year in jail for trying to speak out; Tango accepted reassignment and kept her mouth shut.

Notes: Tango is applying because her partner, Nyx, lived in the Star Wars 'verse on and off for seven years, and Tango is fed up of being the less knowledgeable one.

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Name: Sha-Non Smi'ith

Age: Ten thousand and seventeen. Or just seventeen.

Description: Jediiiii~! kk so Sha-Non was this super talented Jedi trainee ten thousand years ago but then she was FROZEN IN CARBONITE ten thousand years ago and only woken up, like, last week. Or at least that's what she tells anybody; it may just be an excuse to use bad(e) old(e) English(e), or do we mean Basic(e)?

Also she's a dog-girl, which is like a catgirl but for dogs instead. (I believe there are several species of these around Star Wars, but she doesn't know that.)

Lust Object: Rey and Jyn Erso, though there is a distinct possibility that she doesn't realise they're actually different people.

Alignment: Liiiiight~!

Notes: She has a lightsaber. It is pink. That should tell you everything you need to know about her.

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I think I got a bit tangled between 'badfic writer' and 'self-insert' there. In reality, her name is Shannon Smith (... yup), and she's a seventeen-year-old dog-loving Canadian who writes prolifically and without reference to anything except her own memories of the films.

hS

He says you will be spared of his wrath.

(He's also human, btw, forgot to mention. Black hair and gold eyes. Or brown hair and green eyes, if you asked his mommy.)

Thank you! Tay-Adi is on the list!

-Alleb

Please mention what alien race your badficcer would choose, if any.

-Alleb

Name: Tay-Adi
Age: 16
Description: Male, six feet tall, totally ripped. Totally bad@$$ Light Side Jedi who still sometimes indulges in a little Force Lightning, but only on people who deserve it. He's so very conflicted and Dark, but not evil, yanno?

In reality: he's quite scrawny and timid and couldn't throw a punch without breaking his hand. He's all bark and no bite.

I can't wait to see your created badficcer; this should be fun!

-Alleb