I'm not sure why exactly, but I have a disinclination to write against pre-made characters. It's most likely the reason, apart from a lack of knowledge about most tv shows/animes/video game worlds, that I don't do Fandoms. I think it's because I have no idea who my characters are going to be, or their background/personality, until I start to write them, and I like to keep that malleable, and adaptable to situations as they arise.
Bringing back characters I've created before in a cameo role, as Silva and I have done in our current scene, and possibly Mali and I could do as well in our latest, is a concept I like, however, to me, knowing too much about a main character before you start inhibits flexibility. It's also fun for my mind, which enjoys lateral thinking, to improvise a motive, cause or previous event to explain why a character would/could react to a situation in a particular way, and later need to do it again in a similar scenario where his reaction may be vastly different, even diametrically opposed, whilst keeping it non-contradictory and ensuring the character's nature/background remains consistent with what had previously been improvised on-the-spot.
Now to contradict myself, xD. Yesterday, lately being in the mood for something dark, an idea out of nowhere (basically a full starting post) popped into my head, for how I could realistically reprise the role of a pre-existing/pre-made character; that of Peter Norris in Internet Killers; as the main protagonist within the context of a second story, and simultaneously bring about a resolution to the first. It also made me realise how much I wanted to.
I'm not sure which it is I miss most, the story itself or simply writing as Pete. I think it's the latter. My other stories, with characters I love/loved writing just as much, and who will forever remained burned in my memory, such as Parker Kane, Adam Levine and Hawthorne Tisch, to name a few, have all either come to a fitting finale, naturally ran out of steam, or are still alive on the page, so he's the only one I've ever really felt 'died before his time', and it continues to nag at me, xD.
I don't really hold out much hope of finding a partner on BMR, and although I did have some interest when first posting my thread to Elliquiy, I'm resisting from searching for it there as, despite having one active story, I'm finding it difficult to become invested in the site, or to be drawn to write on it as much as here, though that may change over time.
It wouldn't be the same, anyway, as it it'd require a new Pete, not the old one as he was. To do what I really want, my partner would need to have knowledge of, or an interest in reading, the first story, and know the characters - more likely here on BMR - which then depletes the small pool of those who may have been interested in the theme itself to begin with, even further.
Oh well. R.I.P Pete Norris, xD
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Still waiting on news with what's happening with Dad. He's much better than he was, and now the main concern is his kidneys. What he suffered was Septic Shock, which has a mortality rate of around fifty percent, and can cause permanent damage to organs. Whether he'll require ongoing dialysis won't be known for a couple of weeks, and then, if he does, his heart may not be strong enough to take it. As the Doctor said, if we do get to that stage, 'There's only one way to find out.'
However, you realise that there are people in worse situations than you, and how caring/thoughtful some can be. Whatever happens, Dad's lived his life, and made his choices, but in the bed next to him is a twenty year old American who, in a sad irony, as we aren't know for our dangerous ski-runs when compared to the US, travelled here with his ski-team, had an accident, and has now been in a coma for three weeks, with no hope of recovery. His entire family has been by his beside, reading aloud to him, yet through all they're experiencing and their own grief, his Mother still had the thoughtfulness to approach mine and express her happiness at how much better my Dad was doing.