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Question Help writing manifestation!!!
- CrazyMinh
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I've run into a roadblock with my Cypher 1 story. I've got the basics down: Cypher is a Gadgeteer-3, but is primarily a Technopath. No idea how that's rated, or what category it falls under. Is it a ESPer trait??? Also need help with that.
Cypher is meant to be a entirely original character. My first character, and my worst example of story-writing to date was Jayden, who I've stopped writing due to him being, y'know, terrible. Cypher is meant to be a protagonist much more in-character for the WU. I've tried to make him/her less of a paper cutout who is just awesome because and is just too OP to be believable, and actually write a character who is a person, not just a random vehicle for random things like Jayden was.
The trouble is that I've got a character, I've got a origin story: I just don't know how to write a manifestation. Jayden sprang into the WU fully formed and basically a completely boring and attachmentless character. You didn't get to know him, other than the often-stated 'He's a bully'. No idea where that came from, I wasn't trying to write him like that.
That's my problem: since he already had his powers, his origin story was basically: 'Oh wow!!! I'm stuck in this universe with mutants!!!'.
That was it...I never actually thought about HOW and WHEN he manifested. So....yeeeaaah....need some help writing this people!!! This is awkward...
Anyhow, I need some help writing a manifestation...or rather rewriting it. Here's what I've got so far:
“Let’s go. Probably just another CEO’s son who’s been indicted on sex offence crimes.” I said, my headache beginning to pick up.
“Well, maybe it’s worth seeing what’s happening?” asked Aria.
“I…doubt…it…urgh.”
I doubled over, a wave of pain shooting through my skull. I could head a buzzing coming from all around me. A mindless scream of data that thundered through my skull like a rioting crowd. I threw up, and collapsed. Aria hovered over me, concerned.
“Hang on, I’ll get help from those cops.”
She ran off, leaving my blurred field of vision. I tried to tilt my head to follow, but realised that I was no longer looking through my own eyes. I realised that I was looking down from above. I could see Aria trying to catch the attention of a nearby police officer. I could also see my own body, lying in a pool of my own vomit on the pavement below.
Wow. A out of body experience, I thought, my mind feeling like it had been padded with cotton wool. The pain was slipping away, but I could still see. I realised that even though I was looking down from mid-air, I was also looking up, at the security camera overhead. I tried to move my head, and in both of my visual fields, I noticed something strange.
Through my own eyes, I saw the camera turn as I moved my head, my strange other-vision turning with it.
Did I do that?, I wondered. Then I noticed the other event going on. The police officers were shouting and drawing weapons. One of then shoved Aria down behind one of the cars and drew his pistol. A car screamed around the corner, a black sedan with blacked out windows.
What’s going on??? I screamed silently inside my head. Then, the robot appeared.
It was a silver humanoid, with a angular, almost military appearance. It had no weapons, instead possessing two massive fists with fingers the size of my forearm. It looked almost comical, sort of like the Hulk with his big green fists. This monster wasn’t wearing purple shorts though. It wasn’t ripping up Manhattan either. As it ran towards the sedan speeding away, the police fired en masse, bullets pinging off the machine.
Then, the sedan hit a speed bump, and slowed just enough for the monster of a machine to catch up. It grabbed the car, it’s massive fingers crumpling the rear bonnet and causing the rear axel to buckle. Then, it lifted the vehicle off the ground and threw it.
Right at the car Aria was pinned behind. She didn’t even see it coming.
I screamed in anguish and in anger, and tried throwing myself at the machine. My body didn’t move, but I felt my awareness seem to leap across space, right into the robot. I pancked, and began lashing out at everything around me. I couldn’t see, or hear, but my movements left gashes of red on the blackness around me.
It was chaos, and I myself hardly knew what was happening. As the red consumed the black, I felt myself fading. I struggled, until I felt a yank, and then I was back in my own body. With that, I fell unconscious, not sure what had actually happened.
Yeah. Need some help. This is just bad writing, and it's like the eighth draft I've written already. Just for this little bit.
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- null0trooper
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Fridging the sister in the first scene adds melodrama quickly, but we already know the story won't be about her, so she's only a statistic. Her family might care, but the readers? Not so much. Tell us more about her hopes and dreams and the obstacles overcome as she's worked to become a family advocate before you chuck her overboard into a pit of mutated fire ants as a sacrifice to Evil Goodbye Kitty!
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- CrazyMinh
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null0trooper wrote: I wonder if it might help to move the manifestation/transformation back a couple of scenes. Take some time to establish that the protagonist has a past and a personality separate from the mutant powers or any other labels. Otherwise, a reader may be justified in saying "Oh, look. Another mutant. Maybe the MCO will prove useful for a change."
Fridging the sister in the first scene adds melodrama quickly, but we already know the story won't be about her, so she's only a statistic. Her family might care, but the readers? Not so much. Tell us more about her hopes and dreams and the obstacles overcome as she's worked to become a family advocate before you chuck her overboard into a pit of mutated fire ants as a sacrifice to Evil Goodbye Kitty!
Aria is Cypher's girlfriend, not sister. Just BTW. This has been mentioned before this little segment, I just didn't want to repost the entire first ~1000 words of the story up alongside this, when they're pretty much all there in the prior post. Which is linked above in the original post at the top of the thread. That section is subject to change however, and I will be completely reposting the whole story once it is finished.
ATPT, I've written about 1900 words out of the planned 9000 words for the first part, making this the largest single story instalment I will have ever written. Fun fact here, my longest story is 10,000 words over 9 chapters, and is called Life, Death and the Greater Good (available on my Fanfiction.net account, which is linked in the dropdown with the karma and thank you's underneath my avatar), though my current project that I've been putting a lot of effort into is my Destiny story Outbound Hopes, which is also on Fanfiction), a fanfiction of the Warhammer 40k universe, and moderately decent. You'll need a copy of the lexicon though. End fun fact.
Anyway...so yeah, I do need to put in some more characterisation (I agree). Aria is meant to be a character who the reader should feel emotion for, so it is a good idea to put like a 'last normal day of life before mutation' act in before launching into the events surrounding Cypher's mutation.
In addition, the scene is meant to be a decisive moment in the MC life, and is meant to be bought up as a painful memory, and to give the MC something to feel guilty about: the fact they couldn't save their lover. It's kinda a cliched thing to do, so it's not the most original of motivations, but it serves it's purpose, and the MC isn't TRYING to be a superhero anyway. This isn't going to be a 'everyone gets a happy ending' story either. At least, not until the very end of the first story arc I have planned. Even then, it's going to be a significantly darker ending until the story picks back up again. I've planned this like TV show, with each arc broken up into individual 'Episodes', which are all seperate stories, but fall under a overarching arc, together forming a 'season'. Each season depicts a different stage in the character's time at Whateley, as they get broken down, build themselves up again, and then repeat. Cypher is meant to showcase how resilient some people can be, with shit being thrown (sometimes quite literally) her way. I won't let her become a human punching bag though. Nor is she going to be batman. She will just be like every other human on planet earth: a individual trying to survive. Albeit a human with mutant abilities and all the extra struggles that come with those.
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