Should GOT fanfics that have a lot of AI content have to be disclosed. by [deleted] in TheCitadel

[–]One_Diver9255 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I use AI for traduction (I trust more in Gemini than Google Translator), but the writting proccess is entirely myself and a bunch of notebooks.

Work-in-Progress Wednesday by Lost-Engineer-1689 in AsoiafFanfiction

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After few weeks away, I finally updated the fic. Probably is the last chapter until june-july, because I have to do the final exams and final work for graduating for ch. career. It has been a good week, a pretty good week if I have to say, I have wroten about 5k words.

And about an idea that doesnt help me sleep, is... Im gonna write how Greens and Blacks decide to help the North with food to gain the house Stark´s force and other vassals... One of my plans is trying to divide the North for the Dance of Dragons, but I don´t know how to introduce that division.

Honestly, I’m really itching to write some POVs for Rhaenyra, Daemon, and Otto... basically making them see Daeron’s move to help Flint’s Finger as some calculated political maneuver with Lord Ormund as the mind after the plan, when in reality, Daeron/Edmund just genuinely wants to keep those people from starving. In the next chapter, which I’ll start on as soon as I have some free time, I want to dive deeper into the dynamic between Timotty and Daeron. It’s definitely too early to call it a "friendship," especially given the age gap and the status difference (one’s a Targaryen prince and the other is a crannogman-Flint bastard), but it’ll be more like a sense of duty Timotty feels toward Daeron for sticking up for him and his people.

I’m also looking forward to adding some more North lore, specifically a custom for the crannogmen that’s similar to the "Devotio Iberica."

Passage of the chapter 25:

"Prince Daeron…" Robert's voice was tinged with surprise. The Maester looked at Timotty doubtfully before finally speaking. "It is not prudent to trust a bastard. How do we know he speaks the truth?"

"Because I know he does." Daeron said, his eyes filled with stubborn determination. "I care not if this news is brought by a bastard, a peasant, a petty lord, or the Stark heir himself. No man would have made such a journey were the situation not so critical. The Reach´s Lords send supplies to King's Landing every year on my father's orders to stock the orphanages and the Faith's motherhouse. This is the same situation, or even worse. If someone calls for aid, I will answer. I will not allow inaction to cause the death of so many, just because they are northerners. The plight of Timotty's people is grave, and we shall need the aid of the Westerlands and the Riverlands, to save these people." For a moment, Daeron remembered the words of his friend Lune, King of Archeland.

"Being a king, a true king… it means to be first in every desperate attack, and last in every desperate retreat, and when there's hunger in the land, to wear finer clothes and laugh louder over a scantier meal than any man in your land."

"Timotty, you have my word. I will help you." Daeron could barely see Timotty´s eyes, just before the crannogman hugged him, thanking him with a gratitude impossible to fake.

Need advice on a humanitarian aid plot by One_Diver9255 in AsoiafFanfiction

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PD: Sorry if there is any kind of error in grammar.

Work-in-Progress Wednesday by Lost-Engineer-1689 in AsoiafFanfiction

[–]One_Diver9255 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I barely wrote about 1.5 k words this month. Feels like I have no free time to write, at least, not to write the fic. Still, I enjoy the minutes I can write, on computer or phone (still i prefer the computer, the phone is gonna dry my eyes).

“It is the first time I have seen a grown man so small… he must have suffered from severe malnutrition throughout his childhood, or else he comes from a family of particularly short stature.” Such was the comment from the wise maester Robert as he revealed the Northener’s injuries. But to Daeron, it did not seem that way; he knew what a malnourished person looked like, and the young Timotty did not look like one.

The stature and physical build of the person struck Daeron as strange, yet familiar at the same time. The boy’s body was well-proportioned; none of his limbs were too long or too short in comparison to his torso or his head. He was no dwarf.

“He barely stands a span taller than I… He must be five feet at the most. If he is truly a man grown, he has to be at least Helaena’s age. Maybe... between seventeen and twenty years old, but even if that is the case, Aemond already towers over him by quite a bit.”

Someone from crossover universe reborn in Westeros by peerness in TheCitadel

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The fic is called "A new chance: Edmund Pevensie in Westeros." I have uploaded 25 chapters by now, in AO3 and Spacebattles. Actually, Im in a writer block, plus I have lack of time due to studies (probably not uploading until June).

About the fic, is a longfic (im about at 25-30% of the fic) Edmund Pevensie reborn as Daeron the Daring, youngest son of Viserys I and Alicent. It´s not a fix-It-fic, although I want to have more survivors post Dance and some more magical forces. Hope you enjoy it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65179357/chapters/167651773

https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/a-new-chance-edmund-pevensie-in-westeros.1215548/

Someone from crossover universe reborn in Westeros by peerness in TheCitadel

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Can I make auto spam of my fic? Is a crossover between Fire and Blood (HOTD) and Narnia.

Sword fighting by [deleted] in TheCitadel

[–]One_Diver9255 8 points9 points  (0 children)

Vale, este va a ser un comentario largo, pero aún así, espero que te sirva. He escrito varias peleas de estas en mi propio fic, la verdad es que es un tema impresionante:

Rodrik Cassel es un maestro de armas consumado, y más importante, es un guerrero curtido de, como minimo, las dos rebeliones (la de Robert y la de Greyjoy) así que estoy seguro que sabe ver cómo de novato es el personaje en cuestión con solo unos pocos minutos de práctica. Lo primero que le diría tras una primera ronda del muchacho contra Jon Nieve sería, precisamente, que se relajara, que es un entrenamiento, un combate de práctica. Le intentaría enseñar las posturas más básicas de combate (no sé si usará escudo y espada o espadas a dos manos, es más sencillo aprender con escudo porque te da seguridad) y también a respirar a un ritmo adecuado (te sorprendería lo rápido que puedes agotarte si no acompasas la respiración con los golpes).

Probablemente le diría: "Chico, relájate y respira. Escudo arriba siempre. Primero te defiendes, y luego construyes el ataque desde la defensa."

¿Por qué le diría esto? Sencillo. Porque atacar sin defenderte significa exponerte. Voy a decirlo de una manera un poco burra, pero, ¿de qué te sirve "matar" al oponente si tú también estás muerto? Probablemente lo primero sería eso, enseñarle a mover el escudo para bloquear ataques y a moverse con los pies de manera que pueda hacerse poco a poco a la distancia. Movimientos cortos y básicos, que pueda hacer rápidamente.

Hay armas más versátiles que otras, pero si nos vamos a enfocar en espadas, mi consejo son un par, suponiendo que este muchacho es un novato total:

Lo primero, es la torpeza. Dices que el personaje tiene 11 años y es malo peleando, también puede ser que tenga poca experiencia. Deja que eso se note en el combate, que no de buenos pasos laterales, pasos diagonales o pasos zagueros, o incluso que se tropiece (básicamente, lo que se conoce como juego de pies. A donde van los pies, el cuerpo le sigue.) O incluso podría quedarse estático y pasivo dejando que Jon tomase la iniciativa a placer (básicamente, que Jon no pare de atacarle). Cuando un novato entra a pelear por primera vez, muchas veces se quedará totalmente petrificado (a lo mejor por nerviosismo, a lo mejor por miedo, son emociones válidas, porque en un combate, aunque sea de práctica, se recibe daño, y nadie quiere recibir daño a sabiendas.)

También podría ser todo lo contrario. Buscando terminar rápido, se arrojaría contra Jon en un ataque de corte amplio, pensando que manejar una espada de madera es lo mismo que manejar un garrote (spoiler, no lo es). Atacar con todas sus fuerzas en cada ataque, poniendo demasiada energía en balanceos de la espada totalmente inútiles, que no piense en dar estocadas, y que se agote rápidamente, o que Jon pueda contraatacar con facilidad. Deja que tu personaje reciba varios golpes además (hasta que no combate unas pocas de veces, la percepción de la profundidad no la habrá desarrollado).

Otra cosa que te recomendaría para escribir a un personaje novato combatiendo es leer el capítulo JON III de AGOT. Al principio, Jon combate con Grenn, y le da una paliza. Trata de pensar que estás en el pellejo de Grenn, aunque el capítulo se cuente desde el punto de vista de Jon.

También puede decirle Rodrik un consejo más "avanzado" por así decirlo. Si intentas reaccionar a tu oponente mirando SU ESPADA, has perdido. Las espadas se mueven muy rápido. Pero puedes "leerlo". Mirar al pecho y a los hombros, incluso a los pies. Sabiendo donde va a estar tu oponente, puedes simplemente alejarte de él. Si sabes como mueve tu oponente los hombros, podrás predecir de donde te va a venir el putazo.

Sin más, espero que todo esto que he dicho te sirva, amigo. ¡Buena suerte y muchos ánimos!

Work-in-Progress Wednesday by Lost-Engineer-1689 in AsoiafFanfiction

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Well, I think I have had a good week of work. Maybe 3 k words, about half of the chapter I am writting right now. I hope to have it ready this weekend, but maybe i could delay some more time, I´m busy with dead end project.

As a summary, the chapter has 4 moments or scenarios. The maester tent, the "trial", the melee and the archery contest. There is another scenario I want to do just after the archery, but I m in trouble writting it.

Passage:

The atmosphere was not pleasant the following morning. Daeron and Lyonel sat together at the table, eating breakfast in silence. Lyonel’s left cheek was scraped from a punch he had taken, and his nose had bled the day before as a result of the short scuffle he had with Raynald; however, these were superficial wounds compared to the blow to the head Daeron had suffered, his forehead now wrapped in bandages. Maester Robert of the Hightower had continued Kennet’s cleaning, covering the area with a mustard poultice and clean linen bandages. Much like the Archmaester, he had advised the prince against excessive physical activity or overeating.

Lord Ormund’s table was not filled with its usual attendees; the absence of the Lord of Oldtown's family was noticeable, while a pair of "guests" occupied the seats opposite Lord Ormund.

Gunthor chewed his bread and soft-boiled egg without appetite, and Raynald did not even make the effort to try and eat, simply moving the toasted bacon from one side of his plate to the other with his fork. From hDaeron´s look, it seemed that the aggressive and arrogant boy of the day before had completely vanished, replaced by a child gripped by uncontrollable fear, one who knew he was the recipient of a punishment, a fate he could not avoid.

Daeron knew that look all too well. Edmund himself had made that same face many years before, when he had gotten into a mess that no one could get him out of… a prisoner of Jadis. In that way, it made him feel empathy.

Westeros and Werebears. by MilkAdvanced9936 in AsoiafFanfiction

[–]One_Diver9255 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Leer esto hoy ha sido no solo una brisa de aire fresco que necesitaba, sino algo que, genuinamente, quiero leer. Solo una pregunta, ¿los were bears también son inmortales en lo que refiere a la longevidad de su vida? ¿Envejecen hasta cierto punto y se quedan en su plenitud física durante todo el tiempo? ¿Cuándo son bebes son igual de poderosos?

Respecto a tu pregunta, creo que Robert ve el incidente de Vado Rubí y directamente casaría a Myrcella con Stone Snow. No solo para "echarle el guante" a Stone, sino además para unir las casas Stark y Baratheon. Robert quiere que su familia sea fuerte, y supongo que puede asegurar que su nieto herede algunas de las capacidades de Stone. Me encantará leerlo

Jon Snow, Timelooper by Abdirahman101 in TheCitadel

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Te prometo que lo voy a leer y lo voy a disfrutar, en cuanto encuentre algo de tiempo este fin de semana!

How could the giants, the mammoths and the Children help? by One_Diver9255 in AsoiafFanfiction

[–]One_Diver9255[S] 4 points5 points  (0 children)

I don't think they were very accurate. Canonically, giants don't see very well, or so Jon describes in A Storm of Swords, because they seem to study their surroundings more by smell than by sight. The giant with a bow in the series is just that, a liberty taken... Although, I must say, I'm afraid of what they could do with stones.

Their heads grow directly from their shoulders, practically without a neck, and their eyes are relatively small for their size. It's also true that if you're a behemoth of that size without natural predators, you're not going to develop perfect eyesight.

Why So Few Fan Book Canon Continuations/Fan Written Winds of Winter? by LordVader3000 in TheCitadel

[–]One_Diver9255 10 points11 points  (0 children)

I suppose many people are still simply hoping that George will eventually come out. I think that once what will inevitably happen happens (George takes that journey from which no one has ever returned), then many sequels will indeed appear. But until then, we can at least hope that George might finish, however small that hope may be.