I Made These As A Way To Compile All The Geographical Vocabulary That I Thought Was Useful And Interesting

Plumecrown and Cocobean. My 2 Auraboas. Plumecrown is Auburn/Royal/Cyan, which I hatched from one of my 2 clanbound eggs. Cocobean is Chocolate/White/Denim, who I bought on the AH for 60g.

Writing Tips

Punctuating Dialogue

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➸ “This is a sentence.”

➸ “This is a sentence with a dialogue tag at the end,” she said.

➸ “This,” he said, “is a sentence split by a dialogue tag.”

➸ “This is a sentence,” she said. “This is a new sentence. New sentences are capitalized.”

➸ “This is a sentence followed by an action.” He stood. “They are separate sentences because he did not speak by standing.”

➸ She said, “Use a comma to introduce dialogue. The quote is capitalized when the dialogue tag is at the beginning.”

➸ “Use a comma when a dialogue tag follows a quote,” he said.

“Unless there is a question mark?” she asked.

“Or an exclamation point!” he answered. “The dialogue tag still remains uncapitalized because it’s not truly the end of the sentence.”

➸ “Periods and commas should be inside closing quotations.”

➸ “Hey!” she shouted, “Sometimes exclamation points are inside quotations.”

However, if it’s not dialogue exclamation points can also be “outside”!

➸ “Does this apply to question marks too?” he asked.

If it’s not dialogue, can question marks be “outside”? (Yes, they can.)

➸ “This applies to dashes too. Inside quotations dashes typically express—“

“Interruption” — but there are situations dashes may be outside.

➸ “You’ll notice that exclamation marks, question marks, and dashes do not have a comma after them. Ellipses don’t have a comma after them either…” she said.

➸ “My teacher said, ‘Use single quotation marks when quoting within dialogue.’”

➸ “Use paragraph breaks to indicate a new speaker,” he said.

“The readers will know it’s someone else speaking.”

➸ “If it’s the same speaker but different paragraph, keep the closing quotation off.

“This shows it’s the same character continuing to speak.”

*Has been on tumblr for years*

*Barely knows how to use it*

A glimpse into the World of Pritatora

The air is cool and crisp. The sound of the ocean, and bustling people is all that can be heard. A Ship leaves a port, taking to the sea, before lifting into the air on the back of a Giant winged serpent. A Winged dragon flies through the air, carrying several passengers across a desert.

Lightning flashes within the clouds, Striking down whatever's near. Others harnessing the ability to redirect it. Two forces clash with one another. Chaos and destruction, Peace and Harmony. Forever fated to be pitted against each other.

Rivers run from the mountains through Forests, Jungles, and eventually the ocean, Only stopping in the frozen tundra of the North. Blizzards ravage the Northern Dales, freezing those inside within seconds.

The air is warm and humid. The sound of rain loudly pattering against the roofs of various houses is all that can be heard, muffled by the walls of the tavern. Lightning strikes outside, setting fire to a nearby barrel and quickly being put out. Wingbeats belonging to a Stormflyer can be heard.

Magic runs through the veins of the living, through the roots of plants. It crackles in the air. Pulsing through the earth, it is the driving force behind all life. If one is quiet, they can hear the silent pleas for help. They can hear their need for justice. If one is quiet, One can hear the prayers being answered.

Gods walk the material plane, and they have made their presence known.

Deodorant

You’ve been sentenced to 400 years for multiple murders. It’s been 399 years and your jailers are starting to get nervous.

Thank you!!! <3

dusties for skiafray and mossfinch over at the earth discord ^_^

Are you implying there’s a difference between a jester and a god?

I feel like PM Seymour is just a god of Tumblr and if you don't know them one way, shape, or form, then you're a disappointment to Tumblr. Like if you at least know of his(?) presence then you're safe.

But if you flat out ask "Who the McFuck is PM Seymour??" then you have a mass tidal wave of Tumblr users on their way to your location. And you cannot stop them.

PM probably didn't want this to be their legacy but they are the Tumblr God.

Perhaps they ought not to have eaten the dragon. There had been people objecting to it at the time. Surely such meat was poisonous. Perhaps it was even an affront, an insult to some intangible order of nature they ought to honour.

But the city was starving, the siege had gone on too long, and the king's troops were still a week's march away. The scorched earth would be fertile again in time, but right now it was barren. Right now there were mouths to feed. So they changed their crossbows for butcher knives and got to work.

None of the royal commanders asked any questions that could not be answered. After all, their aid had come shamefully late. The dragon's horned skull made a noble gift, a fitting tribute from a triumphant city to its humbled king. Who would have thought to question them?

And none of the townsfolk spoke up, when the first golden-eyed babes were born. Children who grew up barefoot and fearless, clambering over the city's patched and rebuilt roofs like they had no notion of falling, with a strange glitter to their skin when the sunlight hit it just so. No one breathed a word about dragons.

Because soon enough there were deft, young hands taking loaves straight out of the oven, heedlessly lifting iron from the forge, plunging into boiling laundry water. And some of them more wondrous still, wild, warm-skinned youths, with inexplicable knowledge and peculiar remedies.

A blessing, their families said proudly. A blessing after so much hardship. Which it was, in its way. This city would never fear dragon fire again.

A snake story, based on an experience I had while I was in Florida.