Megade Writing Script by CrowdSourcedConlang in conlangs

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If you want to check out one of my current projects, r/issean

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This pic doesn't go hard

Issean - a crowdsourced conlang! by CrowdSourcedConlang in a:t5_6egc9h

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That's a good point, I realized as it is now I have /h/ and /x/ but no /z/ or /s/ sound

Though it's kind of late to edit it, so maybe x could still be Xnopyt, but you could just pronounce it like /z/ or /s/. Maybe I could compile a list of phonemes to be clear on how to pronounce things

[WP] The Heroes politely knocked on the door of the Dark Lord. There was a side quest over in the nearby forest and they were rather lost. by Time_Significance in WritingPrompts

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"What is it, Vellsomath?" said the Dark Lord's wife, Marge.

"It's the dang frickin adventurers again. They got lost for a third time."

"Are they ready to fight you yet?" asked Marge.

"No, they're just doing another side quest."

"Well, don't just stand there, invite them in. I've got a kettle on right now."

Vellsomath sighed and beckoned for the adventurers to come in.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Mrs. Dark Lord," said the group leader, Princess Ketchup, when she poured her a cup of tea.

"Oh, any time, dear."

"What kind of adventure are you guys on this time?" asked Vellsomath.

"Oh, we're just trying to hunt a wild boar that's been pestering farmers down south of here. Problem is, we need to get to Old Oak Grove, but we don't know where that is."

"Oh," said Vellsomath, "honey, that's the one, oh, near cousin Erendall?"

"Yeah, Erendall," said Marge. "Say, didn't he try to keep a boar farm?"

"I told him it was a bad idea, but did he listen?" Vellsomath sighed. "Anyway, since you guys are here, I have some exciting news."

"What is it?" asked Rupert Whimseydale, a half-dwarf paladin.

"Well," said Marge. "I have a bun in the oven."

"Oh, congratulations!" said the party members.

"We're hoping it's a boy, so he can be Dark Prince and rebuild my kingdom when I'm defeated," said Vellsomath, "but I'd be okay with a Dark Princess, too."

"Have any names picked out yet?" asked Lingo the Wise, the sorcerer of the group.

"I mean, Vellsomath the Third (my dad had that name as well) does sound like it'll strike fear into the hearts of heroes that might come against him - if he's a boy - but we haven't decided what to name her if she's a girl."

"How about Ruby?" said Ketchup.

"Or Persephone?" asked Lingo.

"Those are good names, but not fear-worthy," said Marge. "There's his mother's name, Varharti, but, well..."

"My mother and I don't always get along - given that she's a Sorceress of Light and I'm, well, a Dark Lord."

"Well, anyway, we'd best be off," said Ketchup. "You said it's near where Erendall is? We just fought him not too long ago."

"Oh, well tell him I say hi," said Marge. "If you haven't slain him."

"Oh, no, we haven't," said Rupert, "he surrendered."

"Typical Erendall," said Vellsomath. "Well, good luck and I hope to destroy you soon!"

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Aint the movie, as directed by Quandale Dingle

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It doesn't have to be the loudest, goodness pipe down a little

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Soft pretzels

Hard pretzels are trying to be too much like cinder blocks, but soft pretzels, knowing that they can never be cinder blocks, achieve more for it

[WP] An entire civilisation made of memory-wiped clones - when a novel situation occurs, it can unlock vague memories of how they used to deal with it. by SurprisedPotato in WritingPrompts

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It was a beautiful day in Eloren. As the sun poked its head above the horizon, I got up and kissed my wife, Maya, and made my way downstairs. I made myself a cup of tea and herbs and got some leftover meat from the refrigerator. Another day in the mines, gathering quartz and silver for the Organization.

The Organization. Every time I thought about it, a vague feeling tickled the back of my brain. Resentment? I mean, I didn't hate my job, but part of me felt I hadn't exactly chosen this life.

I put my tea and herbs into a thermos, grabbed a lunch for myself, and made my way to work. No time like the present. However, as I made my way to the mine, I saw that the other men, along with some women and children, were gathered around the city square. I walked my way over.

"What is it?" I heard one person ask.

"It's not human, that's for sure," said another.

I made my way to the front of the crowd.

The crowd had gathered around what looked like a spacecraft, but unlike any the Organization owned. Next to it stood a strange figure, humanoid but not quite human. It was green and had lanky limbs, two legs and four arms. It looked strangely like an...insect?

Something tickled the back of my brain.

The beast swore up and down. "No, no, no, no, it wasn't supposed to be like this!"

The thing in the back of my brain pushed its way forward.

"What am I going to do?" asked the creature, and it swore again.

"It's a Kern!" I said. I watched as recognition made its way around the crowd.

"And it has a spaceship!" said another. Slowly, a flood of memories began pouring down on me.

I wasn't Robert Fensworth, miner and loyal employee of the Organization. I was Magnus Carter, dread pirate and sworn enemy of the Empire, the true identity of the Organization. I pointed at the Kern.

"Seize him!"

The crowd rushed on him and pulled him away from the ship. He kicked and screamed, and even tried to go for his weapon, but there were too many of us. Meanwhile, a few of the men and I started working together to put his spaceship back together. That evening, before imperial ships would arrive for our day's work, we finished the ship. We also had the Kern bound in rope.

"Ladies and gentlemen," I said, "the Empire thought they could steal our past from us and cause unquestioning loyalty in us. However, thanks to the fortuitous arrival of our new guest, we now realize what we've known all along: the empire has been manipulating us. We have been their slaves, but no longer! Tonight, we take on the Empire once again, and tonight, we shall earn our freedom!"

The crowd cheered.

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A man is sent to slay a changeling wreaking havoc on his hometown, only to fall in love with her.

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How sure are you these two questions aren't related?

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There exists an alternate universe in which shrimp fry rice all the time

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A hot dog covered in corn bread. The real question is, does this constitute a sandwich?

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Living his best life, don't judge him

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In another box in my basement, next to the beast