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So, I'm still on Hiatus, but Justice and I both realized that it's time that we announced Temp and Dehlia as expecting mother and father! They've been together in cannon for about 4 months and the two are really bad at waiting on things *SHOT* Anyway, Dehlia will be announced as pregnant this gathering and the cubs are set to be born anywhere from Christmas to New Years Day, so we wanted to get a little ahead of the game and have the tryouts posted now so we can announce the winners before then!

Two girls are open for tryouts. The only boy of the litter, named Electron, is going to be shared between Justice and myself.

As long as the cub looks related to Temp and Dehlia and the tryouts follow our joining rules, you're good to go!

Post your tryouts in a link on the bottom of this journal :D

Contest Ends December 20th and announcements on winners will be made before Christmas or on Christmas Day... maybe even on Christmas Eve... it depends

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So, I'm still on Hiatus, but Justice and I both realized that it's time that we announced Temp and Dehlia as expecting mother and father! They've been together in cannon for about 4 months and the two are really bad at waiting on things *SHOT* Anyway, Dehlia will be announced as pregnant this gathering and the cubs are set to be born anywhere from Christmas to New Years Day, so we wanted to get a little ahead of the game and have the tryouts posted now so we can announce the winners before then!

Two girls are open for tryouts. The only boy of the litter, named Electron, is going to be shared between Justice and myself.

As long as the cub looks related to Temp and Dehlia and the tryouts follow our joining rules, you're good to go!

Post your tryouts in a link on the bottom of this journal :D

Contest Ends December 20th and announcements on winners will be made before Christmas or on Christmas Day... maybe even on Christmas Eve... it depends

Hiatus

Journal Entry: Tue Nov 4, 2014, 1:57 PM
I've been kind of staying away from dA and skype for the past week and a half for personal reasons. Don't worry! Everything is completely okay on my side of the deal, I've just lost my will to get online and interact with people and until I get over this block and a few other things (mostly work tiring me out more than it should and a general lack of interest in most things) I'll be on here only when I need to be.

I'm just going to be a little sparse to get a hold of. I'm still checking dA (being an admin of EBC while we're in the middle of an opening pretty much requires me to, at the very least, check up weekly) so if you need to get into contact with me, you can either send me a note or mention to Scarflash Sky-Lily or any of the other admins of EBC that you need to talk to me about something. Most of them have my phone number and can get into contact with me the fastest.

Anyway, besides that, I got college all paid off and will be going back to school next semester! So that's a good thing, and like I said, nothing bad is happening to me on the other side of the computer screen, I'm just burnt out on EBC and dA in general. Give me a little bit to recuperate and I'll be fine.

Also, if any of you have mentioned me in any journals for RP (other than the Air Hunter conflicts, I have those bookmarked), I accidentally deleted them and will need a new link. I know for a fact that the ocelynx rp was one that poofed.

Anyway, until I get back, I hope you're all doing fine as the holidays soon approach. They're already pulling out the Christmas related candies at my work... I'm not ready for Christmas yet.

Keep being awesome,
Dap

I wheel my way into my first class for the day. The lecture hall is pretty large and the only way down to the bottom is a stairway, so I'm stuck at the back of the class taking notes. I'm used to this, since this is the same lecture hall I've been assigned to for the past three years. It's classes like these that make me appreciate the fact that I'm not deaf, dyslexic, or blind on top of being unable to walk.

Class starts a bit later than usual due to the professor coming in late, though that doesn't stop at least twenty or so people from walking in late. One girl in particular plops down beside me reluctantly after trying to find a place to sit closer to the front. I smile apologetically at her as she adjusts her glasses. Again, I am reminded that in some ways, I am lucky. It has to be hard sitting back this far while wearing glasses.

She squints multiple times as the lecture continues on, and after awhile, I take pity on her. I hate when my inability to do things keeps me from being productive in class, and I'm pretty sure this girl is the same way, especially by the way her expression changes from exasperated to completely frustrated.

I slide my notes over to her and draw a quick diagram to show her which equations are which on the small white board. Even with the projector screen showing us what it looks like on a large scale, Dr. Anahim has terrible handwriting. He's a great professor, but damn, he really needs to understand that powerpoint will save us all time and he won't get students asking him 2,000 questions as to what each of his letters are.

She smiles at me, the gratitude shining through her eyes. We dare not talk, for whatever reason the old prof. can hear a pen drop, and from the looks we both exchange, it's obvious that we both have had this guy as a professor before.

When the lecture ends, the girl takes a little while to get everything copied from my notes, which I'm completely okay with. I have nowhere important to go. Besides, I may be able to actually interact with somebody for once. I'm not getting my hopes up, but I'd be lying to myself if I said that I wasn't craving some type of talking, even if it was mindless gossip or whatever it is that girls talk about... God, I'm so socially awkward it's pathetic.

Hands cautiously hand over the notes as soon as they have been copied down. I take them and smile.

"Thanks. I hate sitting back here, it's so hard for me to see." The girl says after a moment. "Granted, it's not like it helps sitting anywhere in any of Dr. Anahim's classes. He's got such bad handwriting."

"It's no problem. I mean, the guy's probably trying to write in some ancient tongue to recall the relics of the past to take revenge on students that don't pay attention in his class." I cringe. Ugh, that sounded just about as bad in my head as it did out loud. Why the hell did I say that?

Though, even as the thought enters my mind the girl lets out a chuckle. "True. The name's Ellie, what's yours?"

"Paige."

"Your Michelle Porter's kid, aren't you? The one that has the mutation in her DNA?"

Oh great, she's one of those people.

"Look, I'm not --"

"No, no!" She says almost at once, waving her hands in a cross in front of her chest. "I'm not trying to sound like I follow the tabloids or whatever -- they're all bullshit-- I was more curious about the DNA thing. I'm in biomechanical engineering, though to be quiet frank I only understand the biology part of it."

A snort escapes my nostrils. "Same, except I only understand the mechanical part of it.... but... okay hearing that you want to know about my DNA just sounds... creepy"

"So together we make one full biomech-e, gotcha." She said... a moment's pause. "Oh, no I'm not going to try and clone you. I want to see if I can get that little mutation out of the DNA itself and set the bugger loose on some rats. Y'know, things that PETA would absolutely hate to hear about."

I don't think I've ever laughed so hard at a wise crack before. I liked this woman; nonchalant, charismatic, and understanding... and she actually didn't stare at the wheelchair like others did. She made me feel... comfortable. It was as if I could actually be myself around somebody... and not have to worry about them panicking over how I would react to something.

"If you want to watch the poor suckers find out they can't walk and then just see them keel over, I guess that'd work... though those rats aren't going to have a very happy or long lifespan."

"The rats lives don't really matter if it means I can stop your problem from happening to others though. Yeah, they're creatures too, but I'd much rather see a few rats die than have another hundred of you walking around because people are idiots and get themselves exposed to radiation... do you even know how your mother managed that?"

Indeed, I did, but it wasn't something I really wanted to tell somebody I just met. I shrugged. "That's for me to know. I honestly don't feel comfortable giving out too much information to some stranger I just met."

"What, do ya think I'm goin' to murder you in my sleep? I'm pretty much a biotech, anything I want to know is going to be in the name of science, but if you don't trust me..." She shrugged.

"Can you blame me?"

"Not really, but can you blame a gal for trying?"

No, I really couldn't. I smiled at her for a moment, glad to know that there was at least somebody I could talk to after three years of self inflicted isolation.

The mischievous grin she gave me made me hope that, for once, I had actually found a true friend.
Standing in Quicksand: Chapter 2
Shout out to Justice who totally gave me some inspiration for Ellie. You're just the type of person who is blunt enough to say something about Peta and rats... You're still a good friend though.
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Present Day -- August 8th, 2010

Today is the day that I will walk again.

The thought breaks into my mind as I sit in my wheelchair, elbow deep in wires. Some of them connect to the back of my neck, others to my legs, but overall the greater extent of them sit in my lap. If my calculations are right, I should be able to stand as soon as I give these wires a source of power. That... or... well, I'm hoping that the worse case scenario won't actually play out.

I don't want to think about what may happen if my legs suddenly contort in directions that they can't physically obtain. I don't think I'll be able to feel the pain at this point, but that still won't stop the sickening crunch of bone from hitting my ears.

I visibly flinch thinking about it. God, I have to be a masochist of I'm willing to put myself in this position just to be able to walk again.

I close my eyes and connect the source to my contraption, willing my legs to move. I imagine myself standing up, legs wobbling weakly as I try to make my way over to the table next to me. I can almost feel my legs moving, but I'm pretty sure I'm imagining it. After about ten minutes, I open my eyes.

Nothing. I'm still sitting elbow deep in wires.

...

Well fuck.

I let out an angry sigh and push everything aside, casting the wires and other materials off in as much fury a cripple can muster when they can't storm up stairs and stomp around like an angry child. Yet another dead end; the thought frustrates me more than I can handle.

A strangled gasp escapes my parted jaw as I feel tears sting my eyes. This is my one hundredth attempt and yet nothing has worked. I didn't even realize that I had placed so much hope in the fact that this time would work. Yet, as I fall into despair, I know that I had come home from classes today with the assumption that I would be able to take my first shaky steps later tonight. My hands, clenched in fists, tear at my reddish brown hair as the feeling of drowning sets in.

I can't let my emotions get the best of me. The thought happens to surface through my pain, leading me back to the real world like a lighthouse leads boats to shore. I need something to calm me down.

In attempts to recover, I fumble for headphones, my ipod, anything musically related that will pull me out of the spiral I am now falling into. As soon as the music starts -- I'm not sure if I have headphones in or not -- I let it take over as I try to reassemble my thoughts. Once the anger and pain subside, I lean back and stare up at the ceiling of my apartment.

I must have miscalculated or changed something in my equations. My mind races as I try to conceive what I may have missed, but I can't come to any particularly sound conclusion. My hand reaches for my tablet as I sigh; it sounds painful, but that's probably because of my crying. My nose is stuffed up and I'm pretty sure my eyes are puffy as well. Aimlessly, I go through my notes to see if I missed anything. When my search for flaws comes up with nothing, I place the file into a junk folder named "Duds". One hundred other files sit there as well.... I'm sure this most recent entry will enjoy the company.

Slowly, I lean back, my eyes returning to the ceiling. Sooner or later, I'm going to hear the doorbell ring and I'll have to let in whoever is coming in to check in on me tonight. Personally I'd rather tell whomever to fuck off, but my mother is a bit overprotective... If I said anything besides "yes, come in" I'm pretty sure my mother would jump to the conclusion that something has gone horribly wrong.

This is part of the reason why I have no social life... there are people coming into my apartment constantly that scream sick person, stay away!

I am alone. Stuck in this wheel chair as the day slowly passes into night. I have been like this for ten years now.

My name is Paige Elaine Porter, and I am a woman engineer.

Now, I'm not sure if this is a prominent thing in other parts of the country, but where I live, women engineers are pretty rare -- Okay I lied, woman engineers are rare everywhere -- It's almost like the field is so full of testosterone that women can't handle it. Yet, there are the brave few that decide to take the plunge. There are only three others in any of my classes at Highland University of Technological Advancement, the best university in the country.

To make matters worse, to add to my rarity, I am a crippled woman engineer.

If being a woman engineer was like finding a needle in a haystack, being a crippled woman engineer is like trying to win the lottery... except instead of a bunch of money, you get to play life on hard mode.

My name is Paige Elaine Porter, and this is the life I am trying to make.

Now if only my damned contraptions could work so that I could actually live instead of just be.

My name is Paige Elaine Porter, and I hate being a crippled woman engineer.
Standing in Quicksand: Chapter 1
Sky-Lily I just realized that I sent you the AWITW story in full... I think... can you possibly try and find that file O:

Anyway chapter one of my NaNoWriMo for this year! shadowrunnerjosh and I are both doing novels together... and although we have very different settings, I'm amused that we both started with a "today is the day I" beginning. If he posts his up I'll shamelessly promote it. I love what I've heard so far, but I also love dark crime dramas.
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Gruvu Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2014  Student General Artist
Sorry about being weird, and a slightly overzealous friend. And a protective stupid head but just want to know hows the new members coming cause I have a few friends who are waiting and they are just excited because I do tend to brag about it. And Torrie tends to attract new people xD
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DappledSun Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Pfft what's there to be sorry about? So far so good! I can't say much if you've got hunter friends, since I think Arte, Stray, and Hawk haven't had time to look over them yet, but the empires are happily accepting in new members and look forward to seeing how they fit in with the storyline. It's been a popular round this time :3
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Gruvu Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2014  Student General Artist
Indeed it has, remember when we struggled for new members YIKES
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DappledSun Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
That was so long ago
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Firewolf-Anime Featured By Owner Oct 15, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I HAZ A QUESTION!!

If I do a massive halloween pic, including all of my ebc characters and others, can I get event points for EACH of my characters as I would doing separate individual pictures for each empire?

Massive pic = +50 event plus extras

OR 

Each individual pic = +10 each plus extras (need to do 5 separate pics)

Hope I described that correctly...
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DappledSun Featured By Owner Oct 15, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
One huge pictures gets the +5 and then +2 for every character added in. So if you do a huge ppicture with 6 characters it's 18 ep
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Firewolf-Anime Featured By Owner Oct 15, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
So with event it would only be +10 event EP?
(Plus the other add ons +5 for pic +2 for each ebc character
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DappledSun Featured By Owner Oct 15, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Events are worth 5 EP not 10 EP (10 EP is used for required assignments only). So if you did an event drawing, you'd get 5 more EP than usual.

To better explain, if you drew a fully colored event picture with 6 felines, one of them wouldn't be counted for the extra +2 you get for a picture (Consider that feline gets a +3 since that's what you get for a fully colored picture) and the other 5 would have a +2 modifier (which equals 10 extra EP for those five characters) So you would get the 3+5+10 which equals 18 EP.

If you want more EP, it would be better to submit a picture for each of your characters since they would all be +8 EP (5 for the Event and 3 for it being fully colored)

I hope that makes sense!
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Gruvu Featured By Owner Oct 7, 2014  Student General Artist
Hey daps if you are free, live streaming a video for ebc I just made. Just finished it. About to show it
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DappledSun Featured By Owner Oct 7, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
D: I missed it but I saw you were doing say something
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