All of my publically launched projects are about the contributors doing their own thing within a plot, realm or francise, or working in pairs or teams or production crews. These projects - usually Fan Fiction in their nature - are very serious, but all are welcome to contribute what they can/are inspired to...

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1)The New Worlds Fan Fiction Project(NWFFP), based closely on the materials from Jay Naylor's web comic http://www.jaynaylor.com/NewWorlds/
I am assembling a "staff" for this project currently and seperate development crews are planned in future. Writers are most important to start, and once several action-packed shorts have been written, outlined or scripted, artists will be sought.
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2)The Poke`mon Dozen Project, based on a movie postquel tentatively titled,

POKE`MON DOZEN :~: CENTURIES and DECADES:
Hellorriffic ~ The Tyrant's Legacy(Original Sub-Title)
(Alternate Sub-Title) Symiggita ~ The Power/Healing/Trails of Her Tears(tones)



Sustained(S-) Glimpse: of a man dressed in royal garb, a scepter in his hand, which scepter is pointed at an enrobed figure.
Man: *commanding* "Go! Reside there until you shall be called forth by he who is worthy! Go to your cave and await your Summoning!"
Journey Narrator(JN) : " "It" has waited to be called forth from its dark abode for centuries . . .
S-Glimpse: of bundled figures riding equine poke`mon of varied types, through a mountain pass in a snow storm.
S-Glimpse: of flashlights panning and flickering in a black-stoned chamber half-filled with water.
JN: "By the voice of a new master who holds all power over it . . .
Glimpse: of a well-dressed gentleman, lighting a pillar candle which resides inside a pillar of black marble.
S-Glimpse: of a boy sitting on a bench, his espeon sitting beside him. A girl stands before them. The boy and girl are conversing.
Boy: *hollow* "She called again, Philipah."
Philipah: *concerned* "Do you know who she is yet, Ben?"
Ben: *saddened whisper* "No, but she pleads for me to save her."
Glimpse: of a sconce-lit courtyard, several figures(some of them familiar) sitting at the feet of an old man.
Misty's Voice: *curious* "This poke`mon that the Tyrant used to enforce his rule; What was it like? What was it's name?"
Glimpse: Black screen, voice shouting furiously: "I AM HELL'S MAGICIAN! I AM MEERLOCK!"
Old Man's Voice: *low, troubled* "By all accounts it looked like a hollow robe, but its power was frightning. And it's name . . ."
JN: " "It" has no name, but "it" was once refered to as "Hellorriffic" . . .
Misty's Voice: *creeped out* "Hellorriffic? It doesn't sound very cuddly."
Glimpse: of a grey/black dolphin-like poke`mon, seemingly tatooed in stripes, swirls and starbursts of yellows, reds and blues.
Old Man's Voice: *dry laugh* "Away back then, you prayed you never caught so much as a glimpse of that horror."
S-Glimpse: silhouette of an enrobed figure, the edges of the robe reflecting the light of a blue aural field which surrounds it.
Ash's Voice: *joking* "The Medusen Effect, huh?"
Glimpse: of a ghoulish, ivory white mask, rimmed at its edges by a heavy, generously overlying, ebsidionite 'jagged' hood.
Old Man's Voice: *doubtful, dull* "Perhaps. The legend says that none of Hellorriffic's victims survived an hour afterwards."
S-Glimpse: of thatched huts in a village, burning amid a forest clearing at night.
JN: "All who knew of it feared it; all who saw it ran for life . . .
Glimpse: of a youngish woman, an arcanine standing at her side; she appears shocked, her poke`mon looks frightened.
S-Glimpse: of water surging down a tunnel and two, sparking, eel-like poke`mon swimming after fleeing figures w/headlamps.
Glimpse: of Ash and Co. decending rapidly with plummeting waters down a wide, hewn shaft.
JN: "But there is one who cannot ~ who MUST not ~ run from it . . .
Glimpse: The eleven-year-old boy, Ben, is crying; he clutches his espeon tight in a desperate hug.
Ben: *muffled, choked* "Tearcatcher? What -- what if the hero runs away and hides?"
S-Glimpse: eyes misted lightly, the espeon's expression is doubtful as she snuggles closer to her trainer for his comfort.
Espeon: *quiet, uncertain*
JN: "Though he fears that his Destiny may only be fulfilled at the cost of his life. . .
Ben's Voice: *shouting helpessly* "Will I survive my Destiny?"
S-Glimpse: of Ben falling to his hands and knees and collapsing.
Philipah's Voice: *horrified* "Nooo! Not Tearcatcher! Stay with me Benjamin! BENJAMIN!"
S-Glimpse: of a huge balloon blowing about in contrary winds, hitched to the spire of a tall tower built of black and white stones.
Ash's Voice: *gently forceful* "What do you feel in your heart? Fear? Doubts? Heroes never hesitate to run in their hearts, Benjamin . . . it's the direction that matters."
Glimpse: of Ash sprinting, diving and rolling to avoid an ice beam attack, Pikachu bounding by his side, using thunderbolt.
Ash's Voice: *determined* "Besides, you're not exactly alone . . ."
Glimpse: of a cave, filled with dozens of shining poke`mon, its crystaline walls radiating brilliant light.
JN: "Summer '09, watch as all the heroes run . . . TOWARDS their Destinies!
S-Glimpse: of a human-form fire type, levitated, and a dog-like ice type, side by side, both using a type appropriate attack.
Tearcatcher's Voice: *soft, calm*
Glimpse: of a determined-looking, rough-scaled, dragon type poke`mon, colored in several shades of purple.
Tearcatcher's Voice: *forceful, confident*
JN: "POKE`MON Centuries and Decades: Hellorriffic ~ The Tyrant's Legacy"




Almost four hundred years ago, the continent of Ifaenn was ruled with an iron hand by a self-proclaimed king, named Keiheika, who is known historically as the first Tyranical Master. A cult formed called 'The Following', after his death, its line of Tyranical Masters possessing Keiaheika's Scepter of Command, an artifact for what was called by Keiaheika's sorceror, Meerlock, 'The Shadow Process'.

At the height of his reign, Keiaheika wished to turn his power over to his son.
His son insisted on freeing the people of Ifaenn and for the love of his son the Tyrant agreed, but knew that the loosing of his iron grip over the people, by means of the Shadow Force, would lead to a revolt, the people not trusting to the good heart of his son. He recalled the Shadow Force as per his son's request, and within four days a small band of elite warriors from the continent over(known historically as The Bravestormers) breached the now unguarded castle and raized it to the ground around the Tyrant and his innocent son.

Wait; the power behind the formation of the Shadow Force.
Lurk; the Followers of the Ever-growing Darkness.
Watch; the Guardians of the Holy Eternal Light.
Pass; over three hundred and eighty years...

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Thirty years ago, the then new Leader of the Guardians began the Time of the Testing ceremonies, in hopes of discovering the identities of the Endowed(or Foretold) Ones.

He is dying now, and his son does not see things the way he does; his grandson is the force to hold the Guardians still in their vigil. His grandson is eight years old...

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A boy lives and Journeys, though he has stood knocking at death's door for three years. His sister knows his Destiny must be a great one...

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A gym leader is entrusted with the secret of the Shining Ones, made an Honorary Guardian of Semliah(the Forbidden Village, located near the foot of the Forbidden Mountain, amid the Cold Mountains of the north of Ifaenn). She and her gym members train the Shining Young, preparing them for the coming Contention.

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Ash, Pikachu, Brock and Misty are in Versus City, the capitol of Ifaenn, traveling with two new companions, natives of Ifaenn; Ayana and Marcus.



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Mistaken identity, denials of Destiny, a struggle for power, turnings from Light to Darkness and from Darkness to Light.

Unexpected allies, battles for diversion and battles for to control the secret site of a limited source of dark power. And the true value of claims of Authority over the key to controlling the enslaved remains of Keiaheika's Shadow Force are left to be determined by cunning and deception, foresight and wisdom, Fate and Destiny.

Reversals and visions, the telling of ancient tales and old legends. Truths shall be proved and the purpose of Destiny's secrets are revealed.

A rescue, chases in the air and a running of a foretold 'Gaunlet' by a hero many times proved.

Revelations of poke`mon unknown in history, merely hinted at.

The end of a legacy...

Over the next three or four days, the power of Keiaheika the Tyrant will be called to rise, and the Foretold Ones will come to light.

The continent of Ifaenn will be threatened by the dark shroud of the Shadow Force, but shall be healed the evil of the Tyrant's Legacy, the Joining of Souls poke`mon, Hellorriffic.

Surely the good must prevail, but let there be doubt, let there be confusion.

Let there be an Unveiling...



{A full scene index has been crafted and songs for a soundtrack...}

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3)The "Centriiost" Project: "my" pet project, the biggist universe I have conceived of to-date and ever expect to. This will go commercial in a few years, barring lak of funding and development support. I have personally spend over $1,000 on visual development to date, and have a decent prospect for considerable additional funding. This project is hosted on dA and soon to be on LiveJournal...