Writing a manga/anime/story

Does anyone else have this interest? Has anyone ever wrote/began to write a story? I'm currently working on two that I would like to become a manga/maybe a book. If you have, please share your stories with me! I would love to hear them! :3

All my stories are for video games and/or comics. Though I have no organized files for them yet. And I like keeping things to myself. >.>

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I have one I've been thinking about. Heavily inspired by the Vampire Twins from Black Lagoon: http://lagooncompany.wikia.com/wiki/H%C3%A4nsel_and_Gretel But with (not identical) twin girls, one with red hair and one black hair. copy/paste from when I was telling a friend about it: I'm going to start working on a story on my day off. May end up full novel length. I'm still working out details in my head but have most of the backstory worked out. Anime inspired but going to use American names for now. Backdrop location undecided. Main characters include twin girls (not identical but similar, one red hair one black) kidnapped by a gang for sexual slavery at 10 (sold out by pedo teacher). Taken to a remote location, lots of rape, forced cp vids etc. They escape at 12 and run into jungle/forest. Nearly die, encounter old ruins. Find vampire in ruins, still working out details. Become vampires, get bloody revenge. Undecided where to go from there aside from general distrust of men and using innocent sexuality to lure pedo men to their death. Left out details about mom and (separated when younger) older brother looking for them. Examples of characters: The Father: (separated from the mother when the kids were younger but takes care of his son while his ex wife took the daughters) Think sort of a young Trent Reznor with a dash of Kurt Cobain. Moody poet/musical genius type with self image issues. Lead singer of Lost Souls (homage to Poppy Z. Brite who featured a band of that title in one of her books). real name: Michael However, everyone calls him Crow on account of his long black hair. The Mother: (Elizabeth)"Lizzy" More outgoing vibrant redhead. Background in gymnastics and music. Plays violin, Cello and piano but violin is the central passion. A few years older than her ex-husband. They met when she was 23 and he was 19 after he attended one of her concerts and fell madly in love. She toured for awhile but stopped after they had kids. (undecided on current career) Older brother: Takes after his dad as for his appearance but equal parts of his mom for personality so he's a bit more outgoing and self-assured than his dad. More into physical activities even a bit of a dare devil but is picky about friends and doesn't really get along with the popular core group. Has a somewhat mixed relationship with his moody dad. He mostly likes to just get out and do his own thing. Likes exploring abandoned buildings and such and isn't afraid to trespass. (was 11 when parents separated). Mostly got along good with his sisters. Resents his dad for breaking it off with mom. Name: (Undecided) Sisters (twins), Chloe & Zoey: Chloe has vibrant red hair like her mom and Zoey has black hair like her dad. Chloe is more outgoing and athletic with more friends. Zoey just doesn't care for people as much and prefers to be away from everyone with her head in a book. Also loves anime and manga. They are very close though and care for each other deeply. Fond memories of big brother but mixed feelings about dad. Hasn't seen them in a long time. They were 7yrs old when parents separated.

Been writing for years, just never bothered publishing anything. This is from a few years ago when I was talking with a publisher about making manga. I've wrestled with the idea of either manga or books so I hope this helps, this piticular story will do better in graphic novel form so it was scrapped and redone. Wotcher! Anna’s Destiny Storyline (Defined here to know what the story is about for publishing purposes, if anything I'll turn it into a manga, so I'm not actually spoiling anything.) Anna is a witch who is looking for a coven, or rather “gathering of witches”, this book is the adventures of Anna trying to sort out what it is that she wants to do in life, leading up to the next book in the series, which places the afore mentioned coven as the focus, rather than Anna herself. She will still gain exceptional skills for use in this coven from this book, which will make her one of the best members of any such coven, but for now she still needs to sort it all out. It was a warm summer’s night, with autumn not so fae away and the forest was relatively quiet. Though that may have been do to the clearing just here, quite literally right off the beaten trail. The road itself was nothing more than two worn in tracks through the trees, snaking its way back through the forest. Probably towards the little town that wasn’t anymore than a few hours drive away, mainly because the road wouldn’t allow easy passage, regardless of that, it was beginning to become overgrown. The road had no more than started into the clearing before it stopped, revealing and almost expectantly, a house. Surprisingly, the house was in good shape, obviously being taken care. The clearing around it had been recently manicured, and the house’s white wash not very old. The biggest clue in knowing the house may be occupied, was most likely the fact that light shown through one of the bottom story windows. However, this room was not lit. Though the darkness, which was broken here and there, moon-light shown through the window, a rather large bed could be made out easily enough, appearing to hold a person whom was in turn fast asleep. The figure was, oddly enough, just now starting to waken. This came clear as soft, almost feminine, noises rang out from under the covers, although it would still be some time before it was fully roused from the look of it. The bed itself, looking as if it were made from two queen beds, was still huge in comparison to the bunching of sheets with a heap in the middle of them, that was most likely the person in question. Some more stirring and the lump moved, and stretching out and with a slow kick, pushed the covers off itself, which landed to the floor with a muffled thump. Now it was obviously a person, still dwarfed by the bed, but unmistakably human. Yet, even without the covers, the bed was still partially hidden by the incredible mass of what was purple colored hair and with the moon-light, the bed was now shinning dimly in spots, wherever the hair was. The girl herself, dressed in a matching purple nightgown, wasn’t bothered in the slightest by these events, and was still sleeping soundly. This, is Anna. Tonight is her twelfth birthday, and it’s a special night for members of this family, Anna herself knows this all to well, and has been waiting impatiently, for almost three years now for it to come. She is the youngest of six sisters, which may do well to explain the size of the bed. Even still, it was no real surprise that she was still asleep, even forgetting common behavior, she had at the moment, overslept by almost an hour already. Perhaps it was tension, or maybe sheer will in knowing what is to come this night, in anycase, Anna was finally starting to gather herself and awake from her slumber. And from the quietness of the house, which extended well into the woods, she sat up, still not even fully awake and stared bleary eyed at the old clock sitting atop the dresser in-front of her. Her eyes refused to focus on the hands, and almost automatically her hand started fumbling on the nightstand next to herself, bumping a pair of glasses onto the floor. “Huh…” she said dimly, and stared to look at what she could make out as the spot where her glasses should have been. She continued to stare just yet, not being awake enough to comprehend the event, shell shocked would be a good phrase here, if not…for the lack of shelling. Anna, still running close to automatic, leaned carefully to the edge of the bed while trying to feel her way to the lamp on the nightstand. Light filled the room in an instant, blinding her eyes which had only just focused to the dark. The hurt from her eyes seemed to bring some sense to her, and speed had suddenly replaced grogginess. “Oh crap, crap!” she said quickly, and finally retrieved her glasses before shoving them onto her face, and snapped her head around to start at the now illuminated clock. “Crap!” she repeated, and hopped out of bed. This was, believe it or not, the average for Anna here, she wasn’t fretting it very much, but still trying to hurry anyways, if not for anything else, then out of habit. Feeling goofy at this point, she paced over to the dresser and slung it open expertly before grabbing a long heavy skirt, and a shirt from the drawer. Tossing these onto the bed behind her, she shut the drawer and pulled another open. It wasn’t early morning, she noted as she shot a glance at the clock, and continued to hurriedly gather her clothes. It was in fact almost ten o’clock, but the hour of night argued with the girls habits. It wasn’t odd for her to be up and about this late, and even waking this late was considered common for those like her. You see, Anna is a witch, which may explain why after getting dressed, that she grabbed a hand-made broom from the closet. Then again, once you get to know her, it wouldn’t do a good job of it really. Her knee length skirt, a worn colored grey, billowed almost elegantly behind her as she opened the door to her room and stopped in the hallway. Anna had paused, while she finished gathering her thoughts. She was still holding the door-knob and couldn’t help but think. “My room…” she said absently, thinking about what she was doing, and started feeling pangs of guilt in her hurried actions. Anna then turned to look into the room, she was taking in the sight, and was remembering the life in there with her sisters, all of whom had done what she is doing now. END EXCERPT From here some interesting things start to happen, I'd prolly define this book as "adventure/comedy" and soon after this I start to show the humor.

I started a web series (novel) back in 2013 that ran for a little less then a year before I realized that I needed to work on my writing a little more. Now that I've had a bit more practice I'm thinking about starting something up again soon.

I used to be hugely into writing before i went off to college and was forced to give my time an attention to more tedious work, but i still remember the sense of accomplishment and pride i had whenever i would complete a short story, or chapter to a small novel, my writing though mainly was comedic ^^' and i can't seem to find anything now adays that truly inspires me to write ;-; but perhaps one day the muses shall return :p