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bobandbill
July 26th, 2008, 06:43 PM
Currently with A LOT of clients a-waiting (apparently) - Beta Readers, take a look! THREAD TO BE REPOSTED SOON! CHECK YOUR PMs PLEASE.

Welcome to the Beta Place! Here, one can apply to be a beta reader, or apply to get a beta reader. An organised system that'll hopefully make things easier for people willing to help others with their fic, or people who want help with their fic - whether if it's for another set of eyes to proofread, or major improvements in their fic. And is a shameless copy of purple drake's one on Serebii with some changes XD.


Now, all standard rules apply here including fanfic rules, of course, but also a few more:

- All contact between beta readers and their 'clients' should be through PM and/or email, NOT in the thread. Yes, this goes for people asking someone to be their beta reader and vice versa. This is merely a place of reference, and for applying/submitting applications.

- Emphasis on no spamming. Note from Astinus: This means no "thanking" bobandbill or Astinus when they approve your application. Let's keep this thread neat.

- Don’t apply unless you’re serious about the story or being a beta-reader. By ‘serious’ I mean you’ve thought about it, you know where it’s going and/or know you’re going to stick with it.

- Astinus and I have the right to refuse your submission to be a beta reader, if we think you may not be up to standard. We want people we are sure will help out others, not people who will do a limited job.

- If you were waiting for a beta reader and got one, or you want to update your status, tell me and I'll update it here.

- Beta readers have the right to refuse to beta a story if they have a reason for it. If said reason is they don't have time to take any more stories, they should however tell me or Astinus (preferably me) via PM about it, so we can update your information here.

So, stick to those rules, people.

General advice as well:
- This thread is about guidance, so if you disagree with your mentor you can bring it up with them. Just be polite about it; remember, they are just trying to help you.

- It is advisable to read over your work BEFORE you hand it over to the beta reader. Beta readers aren't a spell and grammar check, but real people (gasp!), so keep that in mind. In other words - don't hand in something that hasn't been run through a proof-read by yourself and a simple spell check to pick up on the simple mistakes (after all, that's what a spell check is for anyway) - Beta Readers want to be able to read your work without going mad.

- Be patient. Beta readers have to take the time to help, so don’t pester them about when they’ll be done with your chapter. That said, if it’s been two weeks or something and you haven’t heard a word, then feel free to give them a poke.

- On the flip side, if you a beta reader with a piece of writing ready to beta and it’s been a few days, and you KNOW it'll be a while yet in coming, warn your mentoree it might take a while. If you’re going away or you’re losing your Internet access, then let them know.

- You CAN be a beta reader and also apply for one as well. We're not all perfect. :)

Now that's over with, here we go with the applications. First, to be a beta reader. These are both for people to see your style of beta reading and all that jazz, and Astinus and I to see if you are acceptable or not. :)

BETA READERS:

Category:
Genre specialty:
Preferred method of contact:
Examples of writing:
Examples of reviews/beta-reports:
Strengths/weaknesses (optional):

Now, for what each one means... PLEASE READ!

Category - what type of beta reader you are. Here are the list of what you can choose from:
- Comprehensive - basically, everything and anything on fanfiction
- Character
- Plot
- Language
- Grammar
- Proof-reading - just another set of eyes to look over the work

You can have multiple types for category as well.

Genre specialty- what genre or type of story are you best in? Tragedy? OT fics?

Preferred method of contact - PM or e-mail - if the latter, specify your e-mail too, for obvious reasons.

Examples of writing - here, insert links or quotes of your writing - AT LEAST TWO! You can have more as well. Also, a short paragraph or the such does not count as an example. Show us what you can do, and also the people wanting a beta reader as well. A scene will do, but don't hesitate in linking to an entire story if you choose to. If you haven't actually written anything - no problems there, just say so - we are more concerned over your ability with the next one...

Examples of reviews/beta-reports: - same as before, link (or spoiler-fy) preferable here - but this time AT LEAST TWO examples of reviews or beta reports. Here, Astinus and I can see how well you can beta (or, if you have no examples handy), review. This will also show those clients how well you can do your job as well.

Strengths/weaknesses (optional): not needed unlike the others, but here you can add in what your strengths and weaknesses are in writing and/or beta-reading. This is more beneficial for the clients who can see your strengths and weaknesses if they can't decide between two beta readers.


Ok, now, to be a client. If you look at the list and already know who you want, and you contact them outside this thread, no worries. However, if you are undecided or want people to know you need a beta reader, use this application which should give the necessary information a beta reader may be interested in. :)

CLIENTS:

Title of Story:
Fandom:
Plot summary:
Genre:
Rating (PG, R, etc):
Type of mentor needed:
Writing sample of story:
Other: (such as, how long you've been writing for, what you think your strengths and weaknesses in writing are - optional)

Fandom refers to, for example, Pokemon, or others such as, say, Digimon.
Genre - type of story - horror, Original Trainer, etc.
Type of mentor refers to the category section - do you want a Comprehensive beta reader, or a Proofreader, and so forth.
Writing sample - please include at least a few paragraphs of the story you want beta-reading.

That about covers it, then.

So remember, post to apply to be a beta reader, or a client (unless you know who you want to contact here, of course). Communicate between yourselves then via PM or E-mail, and then notify me so I can update your status.

Get posting people! Currently - at least one Beta Reader in each category, and one client seeking a beta Reader - get to it!

CURRENT LIST OF BETA READERS:


Comprehensive Beta Readers:
[Mentors who are pretty good at all aspects of fiction. Best for very new writers or anyone in need of general help.]


Valentine (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=3586
) (Also a Proofreader) - CLOSED

Genre specialty: None in particular. I'd be happy to read and go over anything.
Method of contact: PM for arrangement; e-mail ([email protected] , with your fic saved as a DOC or RTF attachment) once you're ready for me to go over your work. Thanks.
Examples of writing: Most of my work on PC, LiveJournal, and FFNet has been indexed one way or another here (http://banzaisebastian.livejournal.com/277144.html).
Examples of reviews/beta-reports: Neo Groudon (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?p=4645161#post4645161) (review also done in my beta style); Galactic Operation: Johto (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?p=4632836#post4632836); Breaking Out (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3761770&postcount=7); The Rivalry (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?p=4455606#post4455606)
Strengths/weaknesses (optional):
I tend to be incredibly critical. While I guarantee you that I will try to be more polite than I am in reviews (*motions above*), I will still be straightforward (as in, without sugarcoating) and point out pretty much everything, especially if I think you haven't taken my advice from a previous chapter/version. In some senses, this is a strength because I'm thorough for your sake. In other senses, I may be caught up in details or repeat myself frequently.

I also tend to procrastinate a lot, and I take at least a week per chapter. And then I get a little ticked if you try to rush me. So, if you want me to beta for you, you'll probably end up realizing how patient you actually are.

On the positive side, I've spent a number of years studying both English lit and language arts. While this seems like I'm bragging, all I'm saying is most of my life right now is focused on studying the inner workings of literature and understanding how various parts of speech function. If given time, I can take apart a story (analyzing plot elements, characterization, and the little details) and its language (perspective, how language is used – even what certain words imply) to tell you whether or not it works. Not only that, but I have a fondness for applying research to writing, so I'd be able to tell you if your smaller details are logical as well. In other words, I just have training in this kind of thing, and I'd like to think I do a decent job applying what I've learned in the classroom to reviewing.


Character Beta Readers:
[Mentors skilled in character portrayal and development.]


SilverSmeargleSplatter (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=77617
) (Also a Plot Beta Reader) - OPEN

Genre specialty: Romance
Method of contact: PM
Examples of writing: Just A Brother (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=129947); Face Down (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?p=3639697#post3639697); e1337 (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?p=3705999#post3705999)
Examples of reviews/beta-reports: Lucas's Father (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3779299&postcount=2); The lost island (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3787115&postcount=3); The Tayla Journies Volume 1 (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3787115&postcount=3)
Strengths/weaknesses:
I tend to be a bit harsh on OT fics, but of course, I didn't apply for that(I really have no problem reading them, either). I'm still a little harsh in general, but it's mainly to get my point across so I won't have to repeat myself. Also, time is going to be limited for this upcoming week with bandcamp starting, not to mention school in about three weeks. But even still, I tend to squeeze in my precious computer time, and it will get easier when I have a laptop handy. I'm also horrible with sci-fi-ish fics...or 'end of the world' fics. Stuff like that. I'm normally quite the procrastinator, but for the sake of helping an author, I'm willing to put it at the top of my to-do list.

In writing a good number of romances, I know how they're supposed to flow. And then there's always what I see/am a part of in real life. Real inspiration is always helpful knowledge to have, whether you're writing on your own or helping someone else. Oh, I'm also going into my second year of CP English. Though I still have no clue what a predicate nominative is, I've pretty much got everything else.

iLike2EatPiez (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=64564
) (Also a Plot Beta Reader) - OPEN

Genre specialty: 'OT Fics and fics with Pokemon as the main characters are probably my specialties, but I can give pretty much anything a go.'
Method of contact: PM
Examples of writing: Team Relic's Story (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4255838/1/Team_Relics_Story); Team Yukon's Story (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4247021/1/Team_Yukons_Story); Oneshot(FFC)-Abandoning the Dark (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=146351)
Examples of reviews/beta-reports:
Review (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3709221&postcount=2) of Supah Funk's Absol Tales (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=143687).
Review (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3748112&postcount=7) of iRawr-x's The Legend of Manaphy (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=145403).
Review (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3664607&postcount=2) of Fire Eagle's The Tale of Fire Eagle (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=141562).
Strengths/weaknesses:
I tend to ignore grammar problems in my reviews, leaving those for others to point out and focusing strongly on the plot's issues. As such, I'm really not that skilled when it comes to going over grammar, but I consider one of my strengths to be presenting problems like believability, plot holes, emotion, and description in a clear way.

When it comes to reviewing, I'm serious about constructive critisism. If the writer has trouble accepting critisism, I push to get them to understand why it is important. But, of course, if you're looking for a beta reader you probably won't have that problem. ;)


Plot Beta Readers:
[Mentors who can help with the development of plot twists, the story climax, and other problems with the storyline.]


SilverSmeargleSplatter (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=77617
) (Also a Character Beta Reader - see Character list for further details) - OPEN

iLike2EatPiez (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=64564
) (Also a Character Beta Reader - see Character list for further details) - OPEN

Buoysel (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=90637
) (Also a Grammar Beta Reader - see Grammar list for further details) - OPEN

Hippy! (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=96383) (Also a Grammar Beta Reader) - OPEN

Genre specialty: Adventure, horror, journey, thriller. No romance though.
Preferred method of contact: PM
Examples of writing: Absol tales (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=143687), Iron man (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=158838), Forever shall I be at your side (Not completed):Thud thud thud. I heard the foot steps, dreading what was next.

Thud thud thud. They continued, adding to my dread.

Thud thud thud. Time slowed, but my heart sped up.

Thud thud thud. It was here, outside my door.

Thud thud thud. Slowly the door creaked, the thing was coming in.

Thud thud thud. The foot steps moved into my room, intesifying my fear.

Thud thud thud. It was standing there, underneath my bed.

Silence. It stopped moving. It must have seen what was on my desk.

Thud thud thud. It is standing by my bed again.

Thud thud thud. It is coming to the ladder.

Thud thud thud. It is climbing up to my bed.

I cannot look, my fear is to great.

"Zeke, wake up!" It shouted, at the foot of my mattress.

"I am awake." I replied, still not wanting to look.

"Good, then this will hurt more." It sneered, preparing whatever barbaric torture device it had in store.

Sharp, stinging pain in my forehead. A round metal object had been thrown, and out of it came a dear friend of mine.

"Sentret?" It said inquisitively.

"Hello Ette, how are you today?" I replied, rubbing the spot of impact on my forehead.

"Hey, idiot, get out of bed!" The thing said, this time simply hitting one of my feet with its fist.

"Leave monstrosity! To the realm from whence ye came!" I shouted, pointing at it.

"Hey! Mom told you not to call me that!" It exclaimed, equally as loud. "I'm gonna tell on you!" '

I sighed at this, hoping the consequences wouldn't be to severe. "By the way," It added before leaving "Mom told me to wake you up."

I watched the thing I call my sister leave, knocking over a few books on my desk on her way out. I groaned as I got out of bed, not wanting to leave the warmth of my blankets; and my body shared my minds sentiment. As I got to the bottom of the ladder leading up to my bed, I sat down on my sisters bed underneath. Ette had followed me down, and even as I sat on my sisters bed, she squeaked repeatedly, sometimes scratching at my door. I watched, wondering why she was acting so odd this morning, but nothing came to mind as I thought about it. I slowly made my way to my dresser to get my clothes for today, still wondering what Ette wanted. Once I had decided to wear a black turtleneck shirt that day with thick carpenter jeans, I walked over to my desk to pick up what my sister had knocked off. One was a book I was reading called 'Absol tales' and the other was a complete field guide of Johto, the region I lived in. I softly placed them back on my desk, turning around to find Ette, still scratching at the door. After watching her do this for a little bit longer, I finally figured out why she was acting this way.

Toady was the first day of my Gym leader challenge journey!

I quickly grabbed the books I had placed on my desk and rushed out of my green walled room and down my stairs, and into my kitchen.

My mother was in there, and when I walked in, she said "It's about time you woke up, you have to get going today!" Unlike most mothers, mine had accepted the fact that I was leaving, and had no problems with it. I said a quick "Yes, I know." to my mother, and sat down to eat my breakfast.

As I nearly inhaled my cereal, a sudden chill came over me, and I bolted upright slowly turning around. There stood the thing, and as I laid my eyes upon it, a shriek escaped my lips, and I nearly fell out of my seat.
Examples of reviews/beta-reports: Reviews of Purplestealth's An awesome adventure (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=151575), Reviews of Dark_Aero's Little bit longer (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=152266), Reviews of lvl99rayquaza's Sinnoh guardians: rise of Blaze (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=149066)
Strengths/weaknesses: I may be a little harsh, or just plain odd. I tend to review things in a way that gets the job done good, but not in an extremely professional way. Other than that, I do sometimes act impulsive.

~Night (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=36693
) - OPEN

Genre specialty: I think I'm probably best in Romance, but I'll do any genre you ask.
Preferred method of contact: PM
Examples of writing: http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=175103 http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=145588 http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=139881
Examples of reviews/beta-reports: http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpos...56&postcount=2 http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpos...00&postcount=2
Strengths/weaknesses: I'm good with spelling and coming up with vocabulary. My weakness is that I can't make chapters a whole lot longer.


Grammar Beta Readers:
[Mentors who can help with ironing out those pesky grammatical errors.]


Blue Angel (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=95835) (Also a Language Beta Reader/Proofreader) - OPEN

Genre specialty: Any, I am pretty flexible. But I am best with romance, comedy, fantasy, and journey fics (or at least deeply interested in tackling Fantasy)

Method of contact: PM
Examples of writing: N/A - although has unrevised and unposted story "Tear of Life".
Examples of reviews/beta-reports:
Review (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3839650&postcount=2)of Pokémon Ryan's Adventure (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?p=3839650)
Review (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3839161&postcount=2) of Sinnoh Saga (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?p=3839161)
Review (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3839916&postcount=4) of Your My Everything (PG-16) (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?p=3839916)

Strengths/weaknesses:
I used to write poetry; some of my descriptions utalize that - which is fitting for Romance especially - Feel free to tell me if I go overboard there :)


Buoysel (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=90637
) (Also a Plot Beta Reader) - OPEN

Genre specialty: None, I'll read anything.
Preferred method of contact: PM
Examples of writing: This Is Home (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=145399), currently in production, but am "taking a break" aka Writer's Block.
Examples of reviews/beta-reports: http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=147648 (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=147648)
Strengths/weaknesses: Strong in Plot, weak in Spelling

Hippy! (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=96383) (Also a Plot Beta Reader - see Plot list for further details) - OPEN


ShinjisLover (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=123056) (Also a Language Beta Reader) - OPEN

Genre: Any
Preferred method of contact: PM
Examples of writing: Here is one from my Shaman King story:After my chores – doing the laundry, picking up the groceries and doing quite frankly everything – I would be forced to read twenty pages from a math textbook and 10 pages from any other textbook of my choosing, as long as it would improve my IQ. I was not allowed to go to school, as my father knew that it would make me less obedient. I would become less of a dog; less of a puppet to him.
And one from my Pokémon story:
Without a word, he walked over to the small bed I was sitting in and picked up the rubber ball I was playing with earlier that day. His paw gripped the ball hard, flexing the muscles in his arm. I could see the anger building up inside of him just by looking into his eyes; the once blue eyes were clouded over and irritated. Catching me by surprise, he threw the ball against the wall of the hut, making it bounce back toward him. His claws turned silver and he slashed the ball, breaking it into three. My heart skipped a beat and jumped into my throat. Terrified, I watched as the three parts to ball fall to the floor in seemingly slow motion.
Examples of reviews/beta-reports: http://dragonsky.forumotion.com/fanf...ginning-t6.htm
http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/showthread.php?t=33779
Strengths/weaknesses: I procrastinate sometimes, but I'll do my best to work quickly and efficently.

*Mira (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=120326) (Also a Proofreader) - OPEN
Genre Specialty: I specialize in fantasy, though I will pretty much work on anything.
Preferred Method of Contact: PM
Examples of writing:
http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4385020&postcount=67
Examples of reviews/beta-reports: Third review down by LydiaB:
http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/topic43545.html
Seventh review down by LydiaB
http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/topic42028.html
Strengths/weaknesses: I sometimes have trouble drilling into the core of the story to critique (especially when it's the first part), though that typically gets better as I am more exposed to the story line. I also tend to be random, which can be either good or bad. ;)


bobandbill (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=120326) (Also a Language/Proofreader Beta Reader - BACK-UP BETA READER) - 'CLOSED' (I contact clients) (approved by Astinus)

Genre specialty: Any, but have mostly have done OT fics. Also do comedy.
Preferred method of contact: PM for initial contact, send documents via e-mail though.
Examples of writing: Check my sig - two banners link to my two stories.
Examples of reviews/beta-reports: All three of these are reviews:
'Their Villainy Must Go On (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4122984&postcount=2)'
'An Everlasting Love (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3945344&postcount=5)'
'Stars (http://www.serebiiforums.com/showthread.php?p=8771195#post8771195)' (link to another forum - sppf O_O)
Strengths/weaknesses (optional): I consider myself good at finding mistakes in betaing (although admittedly I fail at this for my own works >_<). I tend to go over each line/paragaph one by one after reading, and adding my findings or comments underneath each one, explaining why the mistake is a mistake as well, or simply offering suggestions or commenting. In beta reading, I'm good at focusing on finding grammatical/spelling errors, dialogue, pacing and description. I'm not so good judge on plot and characters, although I feel I know how to offer advice on improving one, or commenting on whether one needs work or not. And I tend to find plotholes.

I'm not quite the quickest Beta Reader at times, but I do try to get my job done within the week for each chapter. I also will comment on anything that comes to mind upon reading the chapter, no matter what aspect. However that also mean I may harp on a bit, or over-analyse things.


Language Beta Readers:
[Mentors who can help with the fine-tuning of language, including things such as description and dialogue.]


Blue Angel (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=95835) (Also a Grammar Beta Reader and Proofreader- see Grammar list for further details) - OPEN

bobandbill (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=77963) (Also a Grammar/Proofreader Beta Reader - see Grammar list for further details - BACK-UP BETA READER) - 'CLOSED' (I contact clients)

ShinjisLover (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=123056)(Also a Grammar Beta Reader - see Grammar list for further details) - OPEN


Proofreaders:
[For the more experienced writers who need a second set of eyes and to offer a second opinion - usually aim to give a general overview of a work, but may focus on aspects the author particularly wants an opinion on or which they specialise in.]

Blue Angel (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=95835) (Also a Grammar Beta Reader and Language Beta Reader- see Grammar list for further details) - OPEN

bobandbill (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=77963) (Also a Grammar/Language Beta Reader - see Grammar list for further details - BACK-UP BETA READER) - OPEN

Mira (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=120326) (Also a Grammar Beta Reader - Check that list for more info) - OPEN

Valentine (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=3586
) (Also a Comprehensive Beta Reader - check that list for more info) - CLOSED


CLIENTS NEEDING BETA-READERS:



drunk ¬_¬ (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=114107) - Seeking a Beta Reader

Title of Story: The Prodigy
Fandom: Pokémon
Plot summary: A typical Gary-Stu used to winning all his life finally meets defeat at the “Pro-Test”, and is unable to get his Pokémon trainer’s license. His life takes a bad turn and the once perfect Memo (that's his name) meets treason, drugs, prostitutes, fights, thievery, and becomes deeply entangled with some teams who are looking for monopoly of drug and Pokémon trafficking.
Genre: Dark → OT (non-traditional)
Rating: R for strong references, to drugs, murders and prostitution, as well as (non-graphic) sex and sexuality.
Type of mentor needed: Comprehensive Beta Reader (I don’t consider myself a bad writer, but this is my first fanfic, and although it is a bit complicated, and mature, I don’t want to take my chances).
Writing sample of story: This is the beginning of my prologue, as I don’t want to completely give it away yet - “Perfection achieved!” the announcer’s voice rumbled throughout the hall of Jane City’s Municipal Auditorium. The crowd roared in excitement at the sight of the Pokémon battle that had ensued; jumping, clapping, cheering and bellowing, the whole hall started to shake violently, leading many of the younger attendees to start crying. Here and there, fights broke out between the drunken men in attendance, and both cops and guards scrambled to stop these as soon as possible.

The voice of the announcer continued excitedly through the hall’s speakers. “We’ve just witnessed an impressive strategy, relying on perfect calculations, and analysis of a less experienced trainer by Guillermo “The Prodigy” Rebello, who has overpowered and completely destroyed his opponent with an expertly-aimed attack combination to defeat his opponent, and become champion of the Interscholar Pokémon Battling Tournament Open-Level!”

Both the crown and announcer refused to calm down, which made the hall shake ever so violently. Even more children began to cry, and an increasing number of them to get lost, prompting even more ruckus and disorder in the hall.
Other: My first language is Spanish and I rely heavily on Microsoft Word’s spell-check, which I’ve heard isn’t such a good idea. Any kind of advice, or constructive criticism is gladly accepted.
Please PM me if interested.

Mira (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=120326) - Seeking a Beta Reader

Title of Story: The Mind
Fandom: Original Fiction
Plot summary: This is the story of a fifteen-year-old girl named Sylvia who, after having been proven to be a Faerie, is sent to F.W.A. (Faerie Wing Academy) to have her Powers trained. After she receives her wings, she meets a woman who informs her that she is the next Mind Faerie: a Faerie born to be the guardian of the Light Faerie (the king or queen of their world). She learns that the Dark Faeries are on the move and are searching for the next Light Faerie. Sylvia is trained in her newfound Power in order to have the tools needed to protect the new Light Faerie. The only problem is, she doesn't know who it is.
Genre: fantasy and perhaps action (Before you ask, this is not a romance novel. There's no romance until the second book and even then it is not the main component of the story.)
Rating: PG for violence (maybe killing?) and perhaps some cussing, but otherwise G
Type of mentor needed: Comprehensive? I don't really know which aspect I want to have it worked on specifically. My story just needs some general help. Any kind of mentor would be welcome.
Writing sample of story: Check here: http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4291432&postcount=53
Other: I don't currently have much of this story, but I'm still writing it. This is book one of The Silver Mark Trilogy.

ShinjisLover (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=123056) - Seeking a Beta Reader

Title of Story: . . . >.> Still thinkin' of one.
Fandom: Pokémon (human adventures)
Plot summary: A young trainer starts out her adventure with a rough, rough start. Her foster father, Kyo (Koga of Fuschia City), is of hardly any help to her. She tries to fight for justice, although cannot see the hypocrisy in her actions, as she treats her Pokémon terribly to aim for one goal: More power with which to destroy Roketto-Dan. And that's just the first two arcs.
Genre: Tragedy, Romance, Action
Rating: Probably R-ish for explicit violence, explicit adult themes, and language.
Type of mentor needed: Comprehensive
Writing samples: Check here. (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4338661&postcount=60)


Pikalover10 (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=102920
) - Seeking a Beta Reader

Title of Story: PokeSpecial: Johto Journeys
Fandom: Original Trainer Fanfic.
Plot summary: A story about a young boy named Gold with the ambition to be just like his father. He goes on a journey with a Cyndaquil, just like his father and soon begins to realize something is happening in Johto and it is up to him, Crystal, and Silver. These three go on different journeys, but often run in to eachother.
Genre: Journey, with a hint of Romance and Mystery.
Rating: PG: 13
Type of mentor needed: Grammatical most likely...
Writing sample of story: Check it here (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4341185&postcount=62) (character limit)
Other: I've been writing outside of PC for about 2 to 2 in ahalf years...while writing in PC I have grown in writing quit alot and I am now thinking aout becoming a professional writer when I grow up I think my strengths in writing is description, and I am pretty sure my weakness is grammatical errors...

*Abenti (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=89336
) - Seeking a Beta Reader

Title of Story: Pokemon Amber: The Untold Memoir
Fandom: Pokemon
Plot summary: A prequel fic centering around the never seen, never named, only mentioned once in the anime father of Ash Ketchum set about 10 - 12 years before the anime starts. Anthony "Tony" Ketchum, an 18 year old trainer gets disowned after an argument and heads towards the Kanto region to take the journey that he had only planned on doing before. Along the way he gains a traveling companion as well as two other pokemon other than his his first one that he had aquired eight years prior.
Genre: OT, Romance (due to the technicalities that the OT and companion falling in love/getting married by the end of the story).
Rating: On the general whole I attempt to do PG or milder.
Type of mentor needed: Plot, Comprehensive
Writing sample of story: The chapters I have posted up are located at http://pkmn.sailorchristmas.com/stories.php
Other: I've been writing/working on this particular fanfic for a few years, though I have had off and on fanfic writing for a number of years prior in the Sailor Moon fanfic department (though that's a whole different can of worms that I've yet to finish writing on). My greatest weaknesses writing wise would be plotlines (individually per chapter) and general overall follow through... More often than not I find myself not being able to follow through with a story idea once I find that I don't have someone to bounce ideas arround and/or get opinions or thoughts from.

dream's-epilogue (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=136277) - Seeking a Plot Beta-reader (more specifically, one good with 'Concept & Flow') - post AND file here. (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4421524&postcount=73)

Knyaz Vladimir (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=65723) - Seeking a Plot/Grammar Beta-reader - post here. (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4434710&postcount=79)

Mizan Nix Zamnie (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=109244) - Seeking a Language/Grammar Beta-reader post here. (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4648683&postcount=90)

¡Chucho! (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=7716) - Seeking a Plot/Character Beta Reader - post here. (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4665497&postcount=94)

*Giratina of Never-Turn-Back (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=85150) - Seeking a Plot Beta Reader/Proofreader - post here. (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=5354724&postcount=109)

*SkyBlue (http://www.pokecommunity.com/member.php?u=182080) - Seeking a Plot/Character Beta Reader - post here. (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=5389440&postcount=113)

JX Valentine
July 27th, 2008, 06:52 AM
Applying for a beta position. I hope that I did this correctly. ^_^;

Incidentally, we could edit our profiles in the future, right? As in, if we decide to change categories. Or do we simply PM you for that?

Catergory: Comprehensive (Or I try to be.)
Genre specialty: None in particular. I'd be happy to read and go over anything. However, romance is my weakest genre.
Preferred method of contact: E-mail ( [email protected] ), with your fic saved as a DOC in an attachment.
Examples of writing:

A Midsummer Knight's Dream (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=108690)
Selling Everything (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=146077)
Bloom (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=143876)
My other work can be found here (http://kaztamashii.livejournal.com).

Examples of reviews/beta-reports:

If you don't mind external links, a few of my reviews from here and other sources:

Arctic vs. Ash (http://pokemonfanuniverse.com/forums/showpost.php?p=352249&postcount=2)
Breaking Out (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3761770&postcount=7)
Cold Deaths (http://pokemonfanuniverse.com/forums/showpost.php?p=340601&postcount=2)
Pokémon – Stats (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=108690)

(Unfortunately, I try to keep betas private because, frankly, I know how people don't like to show off the original without the writer's consent. However, I will say that the one story that was actually posted after I betaed for it is Gary Stu's Unpredictable Adventure (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=146381) by icomeanon6.)

Strengths/weaknesses (optional):
I tend to be incredibly critical. While I guarantee you that I will try to be more polite than I am in reviews (*motions above*), I will still be straightforward (as in, without sugarcoating) and point out pretty much everything, especially if I think you haven't taken my advice from a previous chapter/version. In some senses, this is a strength because I'm thorough for your sake. In other senses, I may be caught up in details or repeat myself frequently.

I also tend to procrastinate a lot, and I take at least a week per chapter. And then I get a little ticked if you try to rush me. So, if you want me to beta for you, you'll probably end up realizing how patient you actually are.

On the positive side, I've spent a number of years studying both English lit and language arts. While this seems like I'm bragging, all I'm saying is most of my life right now is focused on studying the inner workings of literature and understanding how various parts of speech function. If given time, I can take apart a story (analyzing plot elements, characterization, and the little details) and its language (perspective, how language is used – even what certain words imply) to tell you whether or not it works. Not only that, but I have a fondness for applying research to writing, so I'd be able to tell you if your smaller details are logical as well. In other words, I just have training in this kind of thing, and I'd like to think I do a decent job applying what I've learned in the classroom to reviewing.

Jak
July 27th, 2008, 11:06 AM
I'm hoping I did this right. Heh.

Catergory: Character and Plot
Genre specialty: Romance
Preferred method of contact: Private Messages
Examples of writing:

Just A Brother (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=129947)
Face Down (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?p=3639697#post3639697)
e1337 (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?p=3705999#post3705999)

Examples of reviews/beta-reports:

It's not too often that I get to read something in my preferred genre, but review-wise:

Lucas's Father (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3779299&postcount=2)
The lost island (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3787115&postcount=3)
The Tayla Journies Volume 1 (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3787115&postcount=3)

Strengths/weaknesses (optional):

I tend to be a bit harsh on OT fics, but of course, I didn't apply for that(I really have no problem reading them, either). I'm still a little harsh in general, but it's mainly to get my point across so I won't have to repeat myself. Also, time is going to be limited for this upcoming week with bandcamp starting, not to mention school in about three weeks. But even still, I tend to squeeze in my precious computer time, and it will get easier when I have a laptop handy. I'm also horrible with sci-fi-ish fics...or 'end of the world' fics. Stuff like that. I'm normally quite the procrastinator, but for the sake of helping an author, I'm willing to put it at the top of my to-do list.

In writing a good number of romances, I know how they're supposed to flow. And then there's always what I see/am a part of in real life. Real inspiration is always helpful knowledge to have, whether you're writing on your own or helping someone else. Oh, I'm also going into my second year of CP English. Though I still have no clue what a predicate nominative is, I've pretty much got everything else.

It feels like I'm applying for a real life job. Wow.

-Silver

iLike2EatPiez
July 27th, 2008, 03:05 PM
I'll be a beta-reader... If this application's okay.

Catergory: Plot/Character mainly.
Genre specialty: OT Fics and fics with Pokemon as the main characters are probably my specialties, but I can give pretty much anything a go.
Preferred method of contact: PM, definately.
Examples of writing:

Team Relic's Story (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4255838/1/Team_Relics_Story)
Team Yukon's Story (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4247021/1/Team_Yukons_Story)
Oneshot(FFC)-Abandoning the Dark (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=146351)

Examples of reviews/beta-reports:

Review (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3709221&postcount=2) of Supah Funk's Absol Tales (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=143687).
Review (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3748112&postcount=7) of iRawr-x's The Legend of Manaphy (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=145403).
Review (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3664607&postcount=2) of Fire Eagle's The Tale of Fire Eagle (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=141562).

Strengths/weaknesses (optional):

I tend to ignore grammar problems in my reviews, leaving those for others to point out and focusing strongly on the plot's issues. As such, I'm really not that skilled when it comes to going over grammar, but I consider one of my strengths to be presenting problems like believability, plot holes, emotion, and description in a clear way.

When it comes to reviewing, I'm serious about constructive critisism. If the writer has trouble accepting critisism, I push to get them to understand why it is important. But, of course, if you're looking for a beta reader you probably won't have that problem. ;)

bobandbill
July 28th, 2008, 12:53 AM
Incidentally, we could edit our profiles in the future, right? As in, if we decide to change categories. Or do we simply PM you for that?
Yes, editing is not a problem. It's better that you tell me though, as I'll have to update it in the first post then. Yes, all your details are being added there, so you can see everyone that you can chose from on one page in one post. :) You can PM me or post here if your beta profile needs changing, such as what type of beta reader you are or if you don't want to take any more for the time being.

Anyway, you all passed. ;) Applications were how they should be, (and your answers for the strengths/weaknesses part will be quite helpful for those wanting to choose between two or more beta readers so they can see who is beta suited for them).
And if one does make a mistake with the applications I'll just tell them if something important is missing, no worries. I've added all your details to the first post.

External links are perfectly fine as well for the stories and reviews/betas.

SS, you may want some better examples for your reviews, but I know you know what to do and all. Just that the 'clients' may be more impressed by impressive reviews. :)
It feels like I'm applying for a real life job. Wow.Beta reading - it's more than a job. ;)
Keep them coming people!

Blue Angel
August 9th, 2008, 06:40 PM
Hi, I am applying for a Beta Reader position.

Catergory: Language, Grammar, Proofreading (mainly the last two)
Genre specialty: Any, I am pretty flexible. But I am best with romance, comedy, fantasy, and journey fics (or at least deeply interested in tackling Fantasy)
Preferred method of contact: PM's
Examples of writing: Still in production of "Tear of Life". If you want to read the unrevised/original version just ask me to PM it to you; Same if you want to read a sample of my romance writing
Examples of reviews/beta-reports:
The first one is me on an "angry" day :p - My Review (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3839650&postcount=2)of Pokémon Ryan's Adventure (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?p=3839650)
My Review (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3839161&postcount=2) of Sinnoh Saga (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?p=3839161)
My Review (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3839916&postcount=4) of Your My Everything (PG-16) (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?p=3839916)

Strengths/weaknesses (optional): I used to write poetry; some of my descriptions utalize that - which is fitting for Romance especially - Feel free to tell me if I go overboard there :)

bobandbill
August 11th, 2008, 01:34 AM
Yep, Blue Angel, you are in. :) I might have to make it clearer that we don't care so much if you haven't actually written anything as long as yu can show you know how to review/beta, although if you do have some work we'd like to see it. :)

Well, we have four beta readers covering all types now. Get to it, you Beta-reader-needers, for lack of a better word! If you know who you want you can simply make contact with a beta reader here, or if you are not sure fill out the application and post it away. :)

Ascaris
August 27th, 2008, 05:59 AM
Er.. most of my reviews... actually all of them are in Serebii. So can I provide a link to them as an example?

bobandbill
August 27th, 2008, 12:54 PM
Yes, of course. Links for reviews can be from anywhere. :)

quilzel
August 30th, 2008, 11:17 PM
I would like to be added to this list please.

Category: Grammar

Genre specialty: Any, all though OT Fictionals are not my favorite.

Preferred method of contact: PM

Examples of writing: This Is Home (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=145399), currently in production, but am "taking a break" aka Writer's Block.

Examples of reviews/beta-reports:

http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=147648

http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3745303&postcount=22

http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3760578&postcount=12

Strengths Plot / Originality / Grammar

weaknesses (optional): Spelling

bobandbill
August 31st, 2008, 03:28 AM
Buoysel, I've added you as a Grammer Beta Reader, but not the other two you requested - leastway, not yet. The link you gave for the reviews section had a few of your reviews and although they show you know how to find errors, I couldn't see anything relating to Plot, or anything else really to grant you a 'Comprehensive', which is basically for those who feel they can do so, and can beta (or review) on all aspects. Although I've only quickly glanced at your fic, it's more the reviews/beta reports that's being checked.

So I'm not adding you to those ATM, but if you were to PM me some other reviews and I see you can do the aforementioned on top of picking out mistakes, then I'll add you if I see fit. :)

EDIT: Added you to Plot as well after the other reviews + story.

SailorShadow
September 7th, 2008, 04:06 PM
I hope I'm doing this right...

Title of Story: PokeSenshi
Fandom: Pokemon and Sailor Moon
Plot summary: Kate is a not-so-ordinary girl who finds out she is a Sailor Senshi. Now she has to find others like her, defeat Team Rocket, stop the destruction of the world, and hope the guy she loves won't leave her to face this alone.
Genre: Romance with some comedy.
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG, maybe a tiny bit PG-13
Type of mentor needed: Character or plot.
Writing sample of story: Close to Japan, there is a large island called Kyoso inhabited by Pokemon. There were no humans on this island until Team Rocket took over the island. The leader of Team Rocket was known to most as The Mistress. Team Rocket controlled everything: food stores, hospitals, etc. One day, they were doing tests on Eevees to see if they could make an Eevee be able to switch between all of its evolutions. They tried with two Eevee, but one could evolve into the Kanto and Sinnoh evolutions, the other into the Johto evolutions. Team Rocket was going to destroy them, but The Mistress decided to give them to her eldest son, Anthony, who was five at the time. The one that evolved into the Johto evolutions was in a pokeball with an A on it. The other was in a pokeball with a K on it. The special thing about the Kanto/Sinnoh Eevee was that it was a shiny Eevee, which meant each evolution would be the more valuable shiny form. Anthony was thrilled with the Eevees. He named the boy that evolved into Johto eeveelutions Andy.
The Mistress decided to take Anthony to the hospital with her to make sure everything was running smoothly. She let him go wherever he wanted. Anthony went up to the second floor. Just as he passed Room 201, he heard someone sniffling. Curious, he peeked in. It was Kate, a girl about his age.
Here's what had happened to Kate. Kate could read minds and could use aerokinesis. When she was three, her mother left her. Recently, she and her father were in a horrible accident, placing both in the hospital. Kate had overheard the nurses saying he wouldn't make it. That's why she was crying.
Anthony also had telepathy. He thought, Why are you crying? Kate answered, My father is going to die. Anthony walked into the room. What's your name? he thought. Kate, she replied, and yours? I'm Anthony, he said. He went up to her, hugged her, and let her cry. Then he stepped back.
"This is for you, Kate," Anthony said, taking out pokeball holding the Eevee that evolved into the Kanto/Sinnoh eeveelutions. Kate smiled. She grabbed a rose from a vase next to her. It had a little white band under the flower.
"And this is for you, Anthony," Kate replied, handing him the flower. "To remember me by." Anthony left a little while later, after they had talked and agreed to be friends no matter what, even if they never saw each other again.
Other: Nothing.

bobandbill
September 8th, 2008, 11:12 PM
Ok then, adding you to the list as seeking a Beta Reader.. First person wanting a Beta Reader making themselves known via here (although I know there've been others who haven't posted here...). You did it right, there (although next time keep bolding tot he options only, but minor and doesn't matter anyways). Remember to PM me when you've found a Beta Reader so I can update your status. :)

The Bringer!
October 7th, 2008, 09:01 PM
I think I'm posting this correctly...

Title of story: Down the Beaten Path

Fandom: Pokemon (weren't expecting that, were you?)

Plot summary: After being left behind when all his friends were able to go to Pallet to recieve a pokemon from Professor Oak, Shane can now finally start his delayed pokemon journey. However, he soon finds out that not all things go as planned.

Genre: OT, with some adventure aspects.

Rating: PG, I assume.

Type of rater needed: Probably plot or character.

Writing sample:

A man with a dark brown coat and matching hat was standing in front of a fourteen year old boy. He towered over the small number of spectators, his eyes blazing in fury. This man was holding a small device in his left hand, while his right was in a tight fist. No one could see it, but his yellow fingernails where slowly digging themselves into the palm of his clenched hand. They were bleeding. The oozing red liquid dripped to the ground, slowly forming a miniscule pool underneath his hand. It hurt. The brown clad man didn’t care. He only wanted one thing, and that was revenge. His mind was working surprisingly quickly for one who was slightly intoxicated.


“Now yer gonna get it, I was gonna use that there TM on,” here he paused. Not for dramatic effect, but it had worked to do that anyway. “this!” With that the spherical device that had moments ago been in his left hand was now flying strait for the younger boy’s skull. The small group of people who weren’t clamoring for prizes within the nearby building gave a small gasp. Luckily for the fourteen year old, he was able to duck in time to avoid the pokeball. However, he heard a noise from behind him that meant that this wasn’t over yet. Shane quickly turned around to see what his advisory would be. A large reptilian face was only inches away from his. The boy stared in horror at the pokemon. Although reptilian in appearance, if one got close enough, they could tell that it was covered in a chitinous armor, more akin to an insect. Not many got this chance and lived. The frightening pokemon’s eyes were completely black, possessing no pupils what so ever. Their lack of emotion was even more unnerving than any glare could be.


“Kikikikik, kak!” the scyther clacked its mandibles together, a sticky green substance the same shade as its skin slowly oozing from its mouth. Steam rose from the liquid the moment it hit the ground. After only a mere second; Shane was on the ground with a sharp cut in his arm, while the insect like monster was standing above him, its wings spread wide to add to its menacing appearance. Shane was scared. The scyther didn’t need an order from its new master. It needed to inflict pain. “Kliklikikikak!” it howled in rage. Its primal instinct was coursing through it. The scyther did not feel, did not think, it just slashed. Soon, it would be pleased. Its prey would be dead. Shane cringed as the winged beast slashed down toward his throat. He hadn’t wanted this to happen; he hadn’t even known that the object he had found was a TM. Shane was dead. Yet, he heard talking, and his arm still hurt.


Other: This is my first fic, and I know it's no where near perfect. I would like to get better at this type of thing, and think having a beta-reader would help.

bobandbill
October 7th, 2008, 09:36 PM
Yep, you did it right. Added you to the list. :)

SailorShadow
October 8th, 2008, 11:03 AM
I'd like to replace the other story I have up there with this story, if that's okay.

Title of Story: Discovery of the Island
Fandom: Pokemon with some Digimon
Plot summary: Kate's father works with a renowned professor in Tokyo. The two of them have come up with a new invention: a portal to another world. Kate accidentally stumbles into the portal while playing Pokemon Platinum. She wakes up to find herself on an island inhabited by Pokemon. Kate finds her way out, but keeps going back to the Island, as something seems to draw her there.
Genre: Humor (little romance as well)
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG
Type of mentor needed: Character and Plot
Writing sample of story: Kate stumbled down the stairs to the lab, playing her Platinum game as she walked.
"Is it done yet?" she called, almost tripping into the room.
"Almost," Professor Kimiko replied, bent over his workstation. Professor Petsuia Kimiko was a scientist that worked with Professor Souichi Tomoe, a famous scientist, ever since the battle with Galaxia. They had been working on a large project: make a working portal to another dimension. It was almost finished. All that was left was to put one small orb, and it would be complete.
Kate went over to the stairs to watch, still playing her game.
The professor placed the orb in the holder, and the machine groaned to life. It sparkled in a rainbow of colors, the dazzling lights from the portal frame bouncing off the walls. Petsuia stared in amazement at the machine, grin growing wider. But would it work? Before he could test it, he heard a pinging noise from his pocket. Petsuia took out his phone and saw that it was a text from his wife, Sarah. Sarah had met Petsuia when he was in America, and they fell in love. She was a painter. Apparently, he was needed in a meeting. Sighing, he left, not even noticing his fourteen-year-old daughter on the steps.
Kate saved the game quickly, and walked into the room. She saw the glowing machine and gasped.
"Ooh, pretty lights..." she gaped, moving closer to the portal. She moved forward as if something were drawing her toward the machine. Kate didn't even notice how close she got to the entrance until she had already stepped in.
Suddenly, the world around her started spinning. Kate saw random colors flitting around her before the world went black...
Other: I just started this story, and it is the first in a trilogy.

Ytinrete
October 8th, 2008, 11:42 AM
Is it okay to do this for an already posted story? I just wanted to see if I should fix anything before posting the next part. Sorry if this isn't okay.

Title of Story: Paradox
Fandom: Pokemon
Plot summary: A scientist plans to trap Celebi, and when his plan succeeds, Celebi sends him to the future to see what he caused by trapping Celebi.
Genre: Thriller with touches of comedy and horror.
Rating: Pg-13
Type of mentor needed: Character
Writing sample of story:

"Time, an irreversible, unstoppable thing. We may try, but only one being can traverse time. We know this being as Celebi, the time traveling pokemon. Not much is known about this pokemon, being as it goes through time as it pleases. This green wonder has caused many to attempt to catch it, but none have. Now though, we may have found a way. By studying points in which it has been seen, we plan to plant invisible, electric fields around these areas, in an attempt to catch it and harness its ability to travel throug time. If we could control a pokemon like this, we could also traverse time, solving many questions man has had about his past. With this ability, we could find out how we end, and try to prevent it. This could be our biggest breakthrough in the history of man."

At the end of his speech, Guy stepped down off of the podium while applause rang in his ears. By the time he sat down at his table the clapping had stopped and the next speaker was up and talking. He didn't pay much attention, only catching a few words. He studied the room around him. He was in an elegant ballroom, rented out especially for this meeting. This meeting was one where scientists all over the world present either a new discovery they made, or a new theory they came up with.

Other: I've been writing for close to a year now, and this is my forst story to ever go public.

bobandbill
October 8th, 2008, 11:27 PM
Ok then, replaced that story, SailorShadow, as you asked. And added you too, Eternity. It's prefectly fine if it's a current story as well, BTW (but shall add that info in anyway, under 'Other' for the heck of it).

Merata
October 19th, 2008, 10:18 AM
Title of Story: The road to revenge
Fandom: Pokemon
Plot summary: Shane set's out to become a powerful pokemon trainer, to be able to get vengance.
Genre: Action
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG-13
Type of mentor needed: non specific, but grammar is a must (english isn't my mother language so I may make certain dumb mistakes, though I always try to make not that much mistakes.)
Writing sample of story:
“Are you going to call your last pokemon into battle or not,” an old woman, standing to the opposite of Shane, said.

This sentence brought him back to the moment, he opened his eyes and picked a regular pokeball from his belt. Now it's up to you, he thought. He raised his head, words racing through his mind like mad man, become stronger, I will dad, I will avenge my mother's death.

“It's all up to you now girl, go get them Athena!” Shane shouted full of confidence.

He threw the pokeball up in the air, to let the pokemon out. In mid-air it opened, and white energy shot out. The light took shape, and vanished, revealing the pokemon. In front of Shane stood a big, strong, and proud female Arcanine.
Other: Though I really love writing, this is my second only pokemon fan fiction. I have only the prologue written atm, it's about 5 pages long, and about 2500 words in total.

bobandbill
October 19th, 2008, 09:58 PM
Added. Remember to contact me (visitor messages or PMs work fine) when you have a Beta Reader.

EDIT: Merata has apparently already found a Beta reader - found out just now. And also - please keep communications with Beta Readers/clients out of the thread, but via PM/visitor messages/e-mail/other means, as they don't belong here. Don't want it to get cluttered, and part of the rules as well.

solovino
October 26th, 2008, 12:51 PM
O'kay, time to apply for a Beta Reader. After I published the first entry of my fic, I asked for reviews so that I could know what to ask for here, and now that the first reviews came, it's time to take this one step further:rambo:. Let's see if I can fill the form right:

Title of Story: Elusive Goals

Fandom: Pokémon

Plot summary: An experienced trainer gets an offer to join Team Rocket, but as a trial he is assigned the "menial" task of defeating another trainer who just happens to be a long lost, old friend of his.

Genre: Original Trainer (yes I know everyone hates that), told from mid-ways, and with some suspense and thriller elements.

Rating (PG, R, etc): PG-13, if I'm not mistaken (because of violence)

Type of mentor needed: Grammar and Language mostly; anything else is also welcome.

Writing sample of story:
"Croconaw! Look out---!"

Darius' scream was interrupted as the flaming projectile hit his Pokémon full-force, instantly exploding into streams of fire and debris, taking a star-shaped appearance. Despite being about 20 meters away, Darius was literally knocked back by the resulting shockwave, losing his breath as he landed on his back. But he was still very conscious and very aware of how dangerous the situation had become.

Taking a deep breath he tried to stand up, managing to raise to his feet at the second try. His sight instantly locked on the debris and the smoke of the explosion, but Croconaw was no longer there; instead Darius' eyes wandered about forty meters to the left, and he could distinguish the alligator-like Pokémon, shaking and barely standing, with its arms completely burned, the left one apparently broken and bleeding profusely. Despite being a Water-type Pokémon, Croconaw had sustained critical, perhaps lethal damage from the blast.

Then Darius' eyes turned the opposite direction, to the end of the racetrack, where his Rapidash was still leaping frenzily, whining in pain and swirling furiously while trying to get rid of the metal belts strapped to her torso. She had lost all control: her flames were growing so strong that the soil around her was smoking and scorching upon every touch of her hooves.

"Rapidash! Please, calm down...!" he yelled, not realising he was now walking towards her. "Love, please, you have to calm--!"

Darius could not stand watching her in such a great pain, yet that very sight had completely removed his ability to think: his mind and his heart had stopped working. He could hear a human voice behind him, but he could not interpret the words, nor their sense of urgency. He could only watch as Rapidash swirled around in mid-air and landed directly facing him, her eyes filled with what a human heart could only read as rage. Even Darius' instinct of survival seemed to be locked now, as his eyes fixated on Rapidash's mouth, slowly opening as she readied herself to fire another blast. Darius' eyes were empty of tears: with the heat of her flames and the rush of the moment, they would not have a chance to form.


Other:
Although I have been writing for some time, as I've written something for FF.net, I still have to fight some important deficiencies.

The most important one is that I lack at colloquial usage of the language, idioms and modisms, having only a background on technical writing. Because of that my writing may seem to be too flamboyant or too "ornamented" with words, instead of using simpler words to express what I mean (thanks Xanthine for the tipping). Yes, English is not my mother language. That's why language tutoring is a must for me.

I've already done my plot and character development, and I'm confident these are OK (I've worked them all over again), but of course I'm open to suggestions in those areas. Also I'm quite open to anything that helps me portray battles more realistically, because I'll have to write a lot of them.

So here I stand... ready to learn :classic:

bobandbill
October 26th, 2008, 09:53 PM
Added you to the list. Yay for moar people.

(And quite detailed in the 'Other' section as well, which should be helpful getting across what help you need). :)

EDIT: And already a Beta Reader found for solovino. (And if you find a beta reader, please tell me so I can update the list).

JX Valentine
November 8th, 2008, 08:37 PM
Need a beta this time. My old one got caught up in real life. ^_^;


Title of Story: Anima Ex Machina
Fandom: Pokémon
Plot summary: When a meteor crash-lands in Hoenn, it unleashes onto the planet a species of parasitic pokémon that threatens all life on Earth. Meanwhile, a young pokémon researcher recruited to study the parasite finds himself involved in a lab accident that leaves him transformed and in the middle of the struggle between the alien invaders and several human organizations with their own agendas. Without any choice in the matter, he's forced to fight for the future of the planet, but is he the key to humankind's survival or a pawn for its destruction?
Genre: Science-fiction, dark fic
Rating (PG, R, etc): R (Blood, violence, torture, general disturbing images.)
Type of mentor needed: Proofreader or comprehensive
Writing sample of story: Current progress is here (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=155445). Excerpt is the entirety of the prologue.

Twilight broke into night over Hoenn in waves: blue swallowed by red, red swallowed by black. One by one, taillow retreated to the trees for sleep, giving way to zubat fluttering across the black sky in search of prey. Cities gained white haloes of electric light as the human race fought the darkness of night. Far above, ignorant of mankind's attempt to preserve the daylight, the celestial forest of stars and planets and other points of white flickered to life.

One of them moved.

Dubbed MC-198 by the scientific community, the meteor sported the size and approximate mass of a school bus. That, along with the fact that it streaked down a path that crossed neatly with Earth, had kept astronomers' eyes on it for several months prior to its destined approach. For the past twenty-four hours, the city closest to the estimated point of impact, Fortree City, remained completely deserted save for the area's wild pokémon. Despite their curiosity and puzzlement over the long train of humans traveling in masses towards neighboring cities and the nagging sense that something was about to happen, few of them fled the area, particularly with the lack of anywhere else to go. For that reason, as day faded away into night, the wild pokémon could do nothing but stare skyward at the glowing streak that loomed closer.

Standing atop a hill, within a circle of rocks countless years old, was an absol whose red eyes were fixed on the falling star. He shifted on his paws as the cold but familiar feeling of dread sank into his bones. The minutes ticked closer to the blackest part of the night, but he could do nothing during that time but watch. There was no one to warn, not because the place was deserted but instead because of something else he could sense – a feeling of inevitability.

The meteor punched through the atmosphere and immediately burst into a brilliant ball of red and white. Absol's claws scraped against the dirt of the hill as he burst into a run down its face. To his side, the meteor fell rapidly, descending hundreds of feet in seconds towards the soft earth. Several linoone lifted their heads skyward as the absol passed by in his frantic search for safety.

He barely reached the edge of the lake some distance from the base of the hill when the meteor landed. The ground beneath his paws shook violently as a cloud of red dust spewed towards the heavens and quickly engulfed the area. Waves from the lake swallowed the sandy shores and flooded the Scorched Slab. In the distance, a great crack and subsequent crash signaled the literal fall of Fortree City, shaken free from its lofty perch in the trees of the forest. Unable to ground himself, the absol flew through the air and landed awkwardly on a paw. His mouth opened to release a great cry, but it was drowned by the rumbling and screams of both the trembling land and the dying pokémon further north.

Absol lay on the earth for what felt like hours as his ruby eyes watched the red cloud above him fade to allow the blood-red moon to shine through. Eventually, he tried to move, but his body ached. One of his paws was definitely injured – the back one that was already beginning to swell. He whimpered as he limped north, back towards the remains of his home.

Several yards away, a hole stood in his path, mostly concealed by the cloud of red dust. Gingerly, he limped on his twisted paw for what felt like an immense distance towards the lip of the crater. His throat whined, not because of the pain shooting up his leg but instead because of the familiar, cold feeling that seeped into his bones. When he finally ambled to the rocky edge of the crater, he cautiously looked downward, towards the rock at the exact center of the pit as the dust began to clear enough for its silhouette to appear. In the darkness, it lacked any sort of detail except for a crack lacing up the side of its worn exterior. Beyond the crack, a red glow emanated from the meteor's hollow interior, a glow that spilled onto the earth around its source.

It took a moment for the absol to realize that the glow moved. Instantly, his eyes widened, and he turned to stumble away towards the hill. With unseen eyes, the wave of red pouring from the meteor detected the absol's movement and rushed up the side of the crater. The white dog remained unaware that he was being pursued. All his attention went into running, but his injured ankle protested with each step. Eventually, it bent underneath him and sent him head-long into the dirt only a short distance from the crater. A sharp whine tore from his throat as he struggled to stand, but his pursuers were already upon him and washed against his hind legs in a wave of red. Small mouths tore his flesh in tiny bites until his skin was completely ripped off by a coat of red parasites. The dog wanted to scream, but all he could do was feel his legs give out, his body collapsing into the carpet of red that quickly overwhelmed him. He tried to open his muzzle to release a howl, but as soon as he did, the parasites took the opportunity to enter his body and consume him from the inside out. Unable to find a piece of the absol left to devour, parts of the entity pulled away from the dying canine to lunge towards the grass to the south of the crater. Slowly but surely, the entity slaughtered sleeping zigzagoon, kecleon, oddish – anything it came into contact with until it carved a path towards Mt. Pyre. The other entity, having picked the bones of the absol clean, moved northward across the crater and towards the fallen Fortree.

When the inhabitants of Fortree gradually returned throughout the course of the week, their only warning would be the blood-drained corpses of pokémon outside their matchstick city.

Other: I've been writing fanfiction for years, so I've tried my hardest to polish up the story before I submit it. However, I'm working with a lot of canon characters that I'm not used to using (particularly in the early chapters), so I'm a bit uncertain as to whether or not they're spot-on (or worse, if it sounds like I'm trying to hard and failing to get their characters right). Likewise, I have problems with phrasing and redundancy now and then, none of which I catch on my own. So, it'd be great if someone could look over my work and tell me if everything looks good.

Also, yes, I like for my betas to be as thorough as they'd like. Shred my story if you have to. I'm very excited to be working with this kind of idea, so I may get too ahead of myself and fail to explain myself clearly. Stopping me and pointing out every problem -- logic, phrasing, what have you -- you have with a scene (in order to go, "Wait. That doesn't make any sense whatsoever.") will only help me.

Additionally, concerning the position itself: If you sign up for this position, you've got to be thorough and active. Active especially because I'm currently working on chapter six, and my former beta got caught up with all kinds of real-life problems before he could finish chapter two. (As in, please don't take more than two weeks on one chapter. I know this sounds really picky, but I'm probably going to go fast until I decide to pay attention to my other projects. Don't worry; I'll always proofread before sending it to you to make your job easy.) Yes, you will have to go back and read the first two installments in order to avoid getting lost. (Sorry about that.) A taste for the genre is preferred but not required. My last beta was not a sci-fi fan, but this is going to be a long ride. Ergo, you'll want to be perfectly okay with sci-fi and, for that matter, violence. The excerpt should give you an idea of what level of violence we're talking about here.

bobandbill
November 8th, 2008, 08:57 PM
Ok then, added.

Remember - if you've found a beta reader, or you are one and took a client/want to be 'closed' for the time being - tell me so I can update your info and all. :)

Neiko Star
November 9th, 2008, 09:36 AM
I wouldn't mind being a beta reader. :)

Category: Proofreader or Grammar. (Either one is okay.)

Genre Specialty: Anything except romance. O.o

Preferred Method of Contact: PM

Examples of Writings: Johto Adventure(which nobody will comment to -__-), Angel Quest, Demons: Hidden Fire. (All stuck with writer's block. >.>)

Examples of Reviews: Sadly, haven't got any. :(

Strengths: Spelling & Grammar.

Sorry about the no reviews thing, I just haven't got any.

txteclipse
November 9th, 2008, 02:30 PM
I could use some help, I think, or at least another pair of eyes.

Title of Story: Eon Chronicles

Fandom: Pokémon

Plot summary: Two teenagers find a Latios and Latias and are swept into an epic fight between good and evil that has raged on for thousands of years.

Genre: Fantasy, Action, Drama, Horror

Rating (PG, R, etc): PG-13

Type of mentor needed: Comprehensive (hello Xanthine!)

Writing sample of story (sorry it's so long...): Ren sat on the grass near the edge of the forest, slowly chewing on one of the last remaining berries Latias had brought to him, thinking. He had a lot to think about: the things Latias had shown him in the past few hours were nearly overwhelming. He had bonded with a pokémon, he thought, and it was one of the most complex, yet exciting, situations he had ever found himself in. He was still amazed at how Latias could speak to his mind. He was unsure if other pokemon were capable of this amazing feat, but he didn’t think so.

As he sat there, finishing the last of the berries, he thought up many questions. Why had luck favored him, if it was luck, giving him this wonderful gift? Where would he go from here? What would he do? What would he see? How would he introduce Latias to his parents, and how would they take it?

As Ren pondered these things, he did not notice as a cloaked and hooded figure crept up behind him. He jumped as the figure’s shadow fell across him, and then stood up quickly, turning around to face the stranger, sword in hand.

A man’s voice emanated from under the hood. “You are Ren, are you not?” said the voice. “I need you to come with me,” it continued, not waiting for Ren’s answer.

Ren held the sword in front of his body defensively. “How do you know my name?” he asked. “Why do you disguise your face? Show yourself!” he demanded, but his quavering voice gave away his fear.

The man did not oblige, nor did he answer. He simply turned in the direction of the path that lead towards town and away from the forest, and began to walk. Ren hesitated for a moment, and then began to follow the man warily, still holding his sword. The man did not speak for a while, so Ren ventured another question.

“Where are we going?” he asked. The man continued to hold his silence, so Ren discontinued further questioning.

Eventually, they turned off of the path and into the surrounding woods. After walking for a short time, they came upon a small cottage that had fallen into disrepair. The man proceeded to the front door, so Ren did the same.

Suddenly, the man was thrown to one side, seemingly struck by an invisible force. He lay writhing on the ground, as though he were struggling against something. Latias then appeared: she was pinning the man’s cloaked form to the ground with her forelegs.

“Where do you think you are going with this boy?” she was almost shouting at the man with her mind, using the same technique she used to communicate with Ren. “Speak, or I will hold you as foe and deal with you as such!” she finished, her face pressed close to the man’s, her eyes flashing like lightning.

The man stopped struggling and lifted his hands to his face, pulling back his hood. “Stop, stop Latias!” he said. “It’s me! It’s Griffith!”

Latias let the man up, backing away. As the man stood, Ren saw his face. It was the one eyed-merchant from the marketplace. “What are you doing here?” Ren asked, shocked.

Griffith regarded Ren with his one good eye. “I came to see you, Ren,” he explained. “I knew where that stone I gave to you would lead you, and what you would find. I knew you would meet Latias, and that your encounter would probably be overwhelming to you, so I came to help you understand her better. Come inside,” he finished, and began walking once again towards the door of the cottage.

Ren followed reluctantly at the man’s heels, Latias hovering close behind. They all three went inside, and Griffith closed the door behind them. “Now then,” said Griffith, taking off his cloak and placing it on a hook beside the doorway. “Where shall we begin, Latias?”

Ren spoke up. “How did Latias attack you?” he blurted out. “I couldn’t see her until she already had you on the ground.”

Latias and Griffith exchanged glances. “That’s as good a place as any to start,” Latias thought to both of them.

Griffith nodded in agreement, and then walked towards the back of the cottage, disappearing in an adjoining room for a moment. When he returned, he carried a stack of ancient, leather bound books in his hands. He placed the books on a table in the room, and patted the top book’s dusty cover affectionately. “These,” he began, “are the Eon Chronicles. Or at least what’s left of them. They contain all known information on Latias, as well as Latios, the male of her species.” He picked up the top book, flipping to its first page. “This is Latios,” he said, holding the book in front of Ren and pointing to a very detailed, colored sketch.

The picture depicted a pokémon much like Latias, although where Latias was red, this pokémon was blue. Furthermore, Latios had a white, teardrop-shaped mark on his forehead in contrast to Latias' pentagonal crest, and the triangle on his chest was bright red. Ren studied the sketch for a moment before Griffith pulled the book away.

“Now to answer your question,” Griffith told Ren, beginning to once again leaf through the pages of the ragged volume. “Ah, here,” he said after a few moments. He began to read from a yellowed page. “Latias has the ability to influence the light striking her body with her glass-like feathers,” he stated, “bending it to alter her appearance or even render herself invisible.”

Ren looked at Latias, who was punctuating the man’s words by taking on the appearance of the table she floated next to. Griffith continued to read aloud. “This ability allows Latias to catch prey or foes unaware, and allows her to blend in with any surroundings. It also helps her to avoid harm when foes are near, hiding her from sight.”

Ren walked over to Latias, who now appeared as a perfect copy of the table. He held out his hand, stroking her feathers. The image of the table rippled where his hand touched as Latias’ outer layer of feathers shifted, exposing red and white ones underneath.

Latias faded back into her normal coloration. “Now that you have your answer, Ren, I must tell you something important,” she thought to him. “It concerns the origins of my knowledge, which I told you before I didn’t know.” She studied his face. “What I told you was not truthful, Ren. My knowledge was built over many generations of my species, written down by your kind in the Eon Chronicles. Every one thousand years, a new member of my species is hatched, but not before a member of your species has taught them all of the information contained in the Chronicles.” She paused. Ren was listening intently.

“Griffith was elected to teach me,” she continued. “He is the last remaining member of a family that has taught my species for many, many generations.” She paused again.

“It is customary for the member of your species that teaches the member of my species to become partners with the hatchling,” she started once more. “However, since Griffith is the last of his line, he has decided to give his responsibility to an heir not of his own. He continued to teach me the knowledge of the Chronicles as he searched for a worthy candidate. He chose you to shoulder the responsibility of ensuring my kind’s survival, Ren. He chose you to be my partner, to record what you learn about me, and to teach my offspring all that is known in the Chronicles.”

At this point, Griffith began to speak. “There is a small problem, however,” he said. “Many volumes of the Eon Chronicles have been lost, either to the decay of time, simple misplacement, or theft. Therefore, we do not know all of Latias’ secrets, or what she is capable of.” He lowered his voice. “There is another problem,” he continued. “Every time a new member of the Eon Family is hatched, an evil force rises also, seeking to bend the Latias or Latios’ power to its will. The force usually manifests itself as a man, but has also manifested itself in other forms. This evil being attempts to gain control of all of the Eon Chronicles, thus ultimately finding out all of the secrets of the Eon family, including how to control it."

Latias began to message Ren again. “We are telling you this because we need to be cautious,” she thought to him. “The evil being has awakened; I have felt it as an ever-growing presence. Therefore, I must avoid being seen as long as possible, for the creature may have spies in the midst of the world’s creatures. If I am found, we will both be in danger, as the evil being will not hesitate to kill you and declare itself my partner. If that happens, the world may be all but lost: we have no idea what the creature could or would make me do at that point. Keep this in mind, Ren, always,” she finished, staring earnestly at Ren’s face.

Ren stood silently for a long time. His world was turning upside down. Finally he spoke. “What do we do now?” he inquired of Latias and Griffith.

“Train,” started Griffith.

“And find the missing Eon Chronicles,” Latias finished.

Other: What I really need is someone to come in and catch all of my mistakes, whether they be grammatical or plot-oriented. I also need a pacing check: I feel like the content of the story is slowly spiraling down into monotony and over-writing. I have reviewers, but I need someone that can basically come in, look at the story as a whole, and tell me how it's working.

Grovyle42(Griff8416)
November 11th, 2008, 12:10 PM
What if we're already a good ways into the story... say... 20 chapters?

bobandbill
November 11th, 2008, 09:44 PM
That's ok, I guess - but you'd have to mention that so the Beta Readers know, and the Beta Reader would then have to be willing to familarise themselves with those chapters as well, so they know what's going on... (and with your fic, there's a fair load going on :P)

(BTW - added you eariler already txteclipse, in case you haven't noticed).

Blue Screen of Death
November 13th, 2008, 07:19 PM
Category - Plot and Grammar
Genre specialty- Adventure, horror, journey, thriller. No romance though.
Preferred method of contact - PM
Examples of writing -
Absol tales (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=143687)
Iron man (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=158838)
Forever shall I be at your side (Not completed)
Thud thud thud. I heard the foot steps, dreading what was next.

Thud thud thud. They continued, adding to my dread.

Thud thud thud. Time slowed, but my heart sped up.

Thud thud thud. It was here, outside my door.

Thud thud thud. Slowly the door creaked, the thing was coming in.

Thud thud thud. The foot steps moved into my room, intesifying my fear.

Thud thud thud. It was standing there, underneath my bed.

Silence. It stopped moving. It must have seen what was on my desk.

Thud thud thud. It is standing by my bed again.

Thud thud thud. It is coming to the ladder.

Thud thud thud. It is climbing up to my bed.

I cannot look, my fear is to great.

"Zeke, wake up!" It shouted, at the foot of my mattress.

"I am awake." I replied, still not wanting to look.

"Good, then this will hurt more." It sneered, preparing whatever barbaric torture device it had in store.

Sharp, stinging pain in my forehead. A round metal object had been thrown, and out of it came a dear friend of mine.

"Sentret?" It said inquisitively.

"Hello Ette, how are you today?" I replied, rubbing the spot of impact on my forehead.

"Hey, idiot, get out of bed!" The thing said, this time simply hitting one of my feet with its fist.

"Leave monstrosity! To the realm from whence ye came!" I shouted, pointing at it.

"Hey! Mom told you not to call me that!" It exclaimed, equally as loud. "I'm gonna tell on you!" '

I sighed at this, hoping the consequences wouldn't be to severe. "By the way," It added before leaving "Mom told me to wake you up."

I watched the thing I call my sister leave, knocking over a few books on my desk on her way out. I groaned as I got out of bed, not wanting to leave the warmth of my blankets; and my body shared my minds sentiment. As I got to the bottom of the ladder leading up to my bed, I sat down on my sisters bed underneath. Ette had followed me down, and even as I sat on my sisters bed, she squeaked repeatedly, sometimes scratching at my door. I watched, wondering why she was acting so odd this morning, but nothing came to mind as I thought about it. I slowly made my way to my dresser to get my clothes for today, still wondering what Ette wanted. Once I had decided to wear a black turtleneck shirt that day with thick carpenter jeans, I walked over to my desk to pick up what my sister had knocked off. One was a book I was reading called 'Absol tales' and the other was a complete field guide of Johto, the region I lived in. I softly placed them back on my desk, turning around to find Ette, still scratching at the door. After watching her do this for a little bit longer, I finally figured out why she was acting this way.

Toady was the first day of my Gym leader challenge journey!

I quickly grabbed the books I had placed on my desk and rushed out of my green walled room and down my stairs, and into my kitchen.

My mother was in there, and when I walked in, she said "It's about time you woke up, you have to get going today!" Unlike most mothers, mine had accepted the fact that I was leaving, and had no problems with it. I said a quick "Yes, I know." to my mother, and sat down to eat my breakfast.

As I nearly inhaled my cereal, a sudden chill came over me, and I bolted upright slowly turning around. There stood the thing, and as I laid my eyes upon it, a shriek escaped my lips, and I nearly fell out of my seat.

Examples of reviews/beta-reports: -
Review of Purplestealth's An awesome adventure (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=151575)
Review of Dark_Aero's Little bit longer (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=152266)
Review of lvl99rayquaza's Sinnoh guardians: rise of Blaze (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=149066)
Strengths/weaknesses: I may be a little harsh, or just plain odd. I tend to review things in a way that gets the job done good, but not in an extremely professional way. Other than that, I do sometimes act impulsive.

bobandbill
November 13th, 2008, 10:33 PM
Added you, Hippy!, as a Grammar and Plot Beta Reader. Feel free to take anyone on now if you wish. :P

Neiko Star
November 16th, 2008, 10:57 AM
Now I need a Beta reader for my new fic. O_O (The first chapter's not out yet, but you can check out the short prologue.)

Title: Land of Arecta: Wind Quest
Fandom: The Song of the Lioness, The Immortals, The Circle of Magic, kinda like that...
Plot: Renka(name not sure yet) wants to be a mage, so she enters the Lightvale(name not sure either) Academy, where they teach magic and fighting to to-be mages and warriors. However, you must be of nobility to be able to attend the school, so Renka disguises herself as a princess of a faraway land. Unfortunately, after half a year of useless training at the academy, she is forced to believe that her magic is not strong enough to be a mage. To make things worse, the princess she was disguised in suddenly appears on the academy's doorsteps. Renka is expelled from Lightvale, and decides to journey to the holy moutains of Heleos(once again, name not sure) to strengthen her magic. However, she is about to discover that her magic does not need strengthening at all.
Genre: Fantasy
Rating: G/PG-13 (There will be words like 'damn' and 'shut up'.)
Type of Mentor Needed: Comprehensive (And also the kind that can find me some good names -__-
Writing Sample of the Story:

Rebekah turned back to her carpets, hanging each of them with care, so that the passer-bys could see them properly. She hung the last one, then gestured to her daughter.

Renka kneeled down and took out a pile of thread from underneath the stall. She handed the pile to her mother, who took it and placed it on the counter. She carefully sorted out every color, until there were five, small, neat piles of red, blue, green, violet and black.
Then, she closed her eyes and held out a hand. Her hand began to glow bright silver, and Renka watched silently was the threads began to curl, twist and knot themselves. When Rebekah reopened her eyes, there sat a thin braid of thread. She put on hand over it, muttered a few words, and the braid glowed bright silver. In seconds, the colors had arranged themselves into a pretty pattern.

“That was magic, wasn’t it?” Renka asked abruptly.

“Well, yes,” Rebekah answered, surprised by her daughter’s question. Renka had seen her do this many times, and had never questioned whether it was magical or not.

bobandbill
November 16th, 2008, 09:16 PM
Ok, adding you, Neiko Star. (Remember, get those reviews as well).

An-chan
November 19th, 2008, 01:46 PM
I'm applying for the position of a beta client!

Title of Story: Mama's Boy

Fandom: Well, Pokémon, and that's it

Plot summary: A boy called Jack leaves to his trainer journey - and his mom tags along. His childhood friend, Mari, travels with the two and then there's also Lilian, the mysterious girl a couple of years older than Jack and Mari. Jack and Mari travel further and start to learn more things about Jack's dad and Mari's mom who both died in an explosion eight years ago - an explosion Jack's mom never talks about. As Lilian is revealed to be something completely different than she looked like, the mystery starts to unveil...

Genre: Comedy, adventure, and mystery, with a tad of conspiracy in it

Rating (PG, R, etc): Eh, well, I don't know. PG-13, maybe?

Type of mentor needed: Someone for grammar, really, athough I'd prefer Xanthine because she's so darn thorough and frank with her criticism. I want to get better with my writing. If there's someone who wants to help me become a novelist one day, then feel free to say so! :laugh:

Writing sample of story:

"Jack Killigan, I believe you're the only one left," LeBlanc said smiling and had me open my eyes, "What would be your choice..?"

I had had a hard time deciding between piplup and chimchar, but now that Mom had a grass type, I had to have a chimchar. For that purpose, I had come up with this awesome strategy about a week ago. You know, when you're the last one to choose your starter, you never get the one you request for first. So, I decided to ask piplup first and when told there weren't any, I'd "settle" with my chimchar. The first thing I'd do with my chimchar, who I'd name either Marianne or Raymond, after my father, would be beating up my Mother in a fair fight. Maybe that'd make me feel better, too.

"I want a piplup," I said. I think I was blushing out of sheer enthusiasm. My dream was finally coming true. Now it didn't matter if Mom was with me or not, because I was going to be a real pokémon trainer with real pokémon. Nobody could stop me from being happy now!

"Here you go!"

"Ahhh, too bad, I guess I'll have to take chim... Wait, what?"

"Here's your piplup. He's the last one of his kind, too, so you were lucky, young mister Killigan!" LeBlanc smiled with his whole face, beaming of happiness for my heavenly luck's sake. Grownups really are more stupid than you'd think, aren't they?

"But, ah, I would want... I want a chimchar, really..." I mumbled, holding the pokéball of that held the last piplup inside it. I held it like an idiot, I really should have given it back and said I didn't want it.

"Go on, let the piplup out," LeBlanc encouraged me and pointed at the button on the pokéball. I was about to object, but a swift look at the round table silenced me. The section for chimchar balls was empty. I had not fooled the law of the last choicemaker after all. I had only fooled myself. Well, a piplup wasn't so bad, was it?

As expected, he wasn't a shiny. The only thing special about him was a dark stripe on his peck. He seemed like a nice fellow, looking at me curiously and all. I knew I'd get along with him, so I started to feel at ease again.


Other: I've written stories since I was five years old, but I only started writing in English somewhere around last July. So, it's really the grammar that is my problem more than enything else. However, as I really plan on becoming a novelist, I need all the criticism and feedback I can get. So, any volunteers?

bobandbill
November 19th, 2008, 06:38 PM
Added, An-chan. Whoosh, 5 clients now... remember - if you find someone, tell me so I can update the list.

quilzel
November 19th, 2008, 08:06 PM
Title of Story: This Time (Not 100% sure yet)
Fandom: Pokémon
Plot summary: A not so original trainer with the POV of a Pokémon who doesn't have the greatest of trainers.
Genre: OT
Rating (PG, R, etc): I’m not going to say that you have to be X years old to read my work, but it is intended for mature audiences.
Type of mentor needed: Proof Reader, just another set of eyes, and someone to tell me if something is stupid.
Writing sample of story: Part of PrologueIt was a scary experience when I did see my first human. I froze in terror hiding in the dense brush of the forest floor. I nearly passed out trying to hold my breath. It finally wondered out of the area, I let out a sigh of relief and realized how thrilling it was to live on the edge. I was hooked; all I could think of was taking my next risk, no matter the consequences. I found more humans wondering around in the forest. I was lucky for the first few times.

I eventually got spotted. The first human that saw me was truly one of a kind. She slowly approached me. I wanted to flee, but I couldn’t bring myself to move. As she drew closer, I began to sake uncontrollably. My limbs trembled. Despite my attempts to put up a good front, she knew I was petrified. “It’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you,” she said in such a clam tone that I truly believed she would not hurt me.

Other: Not my first attempt at writing, but hopefully will be my first completed project.

Akeraz
December 5th, 2008, 01:50 PM
Title of Story: The Chronicles of Lunari
Fandom: Pokémon
Plot summary: The story of a Young man Named Lunari, who lived in the world of Pokémon over 500 years ago.
Genre: Fantasy
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG-13
Type of mentor needed: I need help with grammar and the overall layout of the Fic, as well as help with progressing my Ideas.
Writing sample of story: I kinda already posted the first chapter without much guidance, so perhaps you could check that - ://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=162009 (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=162009)
Other: Well, This is my first fic, so I'll need quite a bit of guidance.

drunk ¬_¬
December 9th, 2008, 07:16 PM
Title of Story: The Prodigy

Fandom: Pokémon

Plot summary: A typical Gary-Stu used to winning all his life finally meets defeat at the “Pro-Test”, and is unable to get his Pokémon trainer’s license. His life takes a bad turn and the once perfect Memo (that's his name) meets treason, drugs, prostitutes, fights, thievery, and becomes deeply entangled with some teams who are looking for monopoly of drug and Pokémon trafficking.

Genre: Dark → OT (non-traditional)

Rating: R for strong references, to drugs, murders and prostitution, as well as (non-graphic) sex and sexuality.

Type of mentor needed: Comprehensive Beta Reader (I don’t consider myself a bad writer, but this is my first fanfic, and although it is a bit complicated, and mature, I don’t want to take my chances).

Writing sample of story: This is the beginning of my prologue, as I don’t want to completely give it away yet -
“Perfection achieved!” the announcer’s voice rumbled throughout the hall of Jane City’s Municipal Auditorium. The crowd roared in excitement at the sight of the Pokémon battle that had ensued; jumping, clapping, cheering and bellowing, the whole hall started to shake violently, leading many of the younger attendees to start crying. Here and there, fights broke out between the drunken men in attendance, and both cops and guards scrambled to stop these as soon as possible.
The voice of the announcer continued excitedly through the hall’s speakers. “We’ve just witnessed an impressive strategy, relying on perfect calculations, and analysis of a less experienced trainer by Guillermo “The Prodigy” Rebello, who has overpowered and completely destroyed his opponent with an expertly-aimed attack combination to defeat his opponent, and become champion of the Interscholar Pokémon Battling Tournament Open-Level!”
Both the crown and announcer refused to calm down, which made the hall shake ever so violently. Even more children began to cry, and an increasing number of them to get lost, prompting even more ruckus and disorder in the hall.


Other: My first language is Spanish and I rely heavily on Microsoft Word’s spell-check, which I’ve heard isn’t such a good idea. Any kind of advice, or constructive criticism is gladly accepted.
Please PM me if interested.

I feel like I’m writing a ‘FriendFinder’ Account :\

bobandbill
December 9th, 2008, 09:59 PM
Added you, drunk. And don't worry about feeling like the form was like on to find a friend - beta readers are all the friends you need now. :P It's mostly though one can get all they information they will likely need striaght off, saving long convos before one decides if they'll take you on or not. And so forth.

I also added you days ago, JackorzKfnz, just didn't have the time to post confirmation as well and figured I could do so later like now. -_-

IMPORTANT! IF YOU HAVE FOUND A BETA READER, TELL ME!

Godot17
December 15th, 2008, 06:53 PM
Well, it's my first time in attempting at a fic, and I think I will need a tester of course XD


Title of Story: Mexican Chocolate

Fandom: Pokemon, Pearlshipping

Plot summary:

Ash, Dawn, Brock, and Max decide to visit Pokemon-World Mexico after an exhausting journey in Sinnoh. However, they meet up with 2 antagonists, Pokemon Hunter J, and Humberto Valdez, a Mexican Outlaw. Both seeking the Orb of Nature to control the Ecosystem and nature, and thus, the world. The removal of the orb could cause a devastational current that could destroy the Sinnoh region. Now it is up to Ash, Dawn, Brock, and Max to stop them.

Genre: Action, Comedy, Romance (in later stages), Real world mixture

Rating : PG-13: Language, Mild Non-graphic Sexuality, Crude humor.

Type of mentor needed: Character/Plot, Grammar

Writing sample of story: (Watch out, long example. Half of one of my Prologues,)



Today sure feels strange…

That was the thought of Ash, Dawn, and Brock as they entered the Pokemon Center in Viridian City.

After a rough week back in Sinnoh, Dawn was interested in seeing Ash and Brock’s hometowns. She had never seen the Kanto region before.

The center was pretty quiet, there were almost nobody in there except them, a few other people, and Nurse Joy.

As Dawn’s Pokemon were being checked by Nurse Joy, who is seemingly being checked out by Brock, the center door suddenly opened and came in a kid in a plain green shirt with black shorts, running down the building to Nurse Joy.

“Please help me! My Treecko is hurt from battling a Pidgey, it needs help quickly!” exclaimed the kid to nurse Joy. He was very desperate and looked like he was at the brink of having a breakdown.

“Just calm down boy,” she replied, “I’ll get your Pokemon healed in no time.”

He handed her the Pokeball and placed it in a small care bed, which was taken a pair of Chansy to the emergency room to the right of her desk.

The boy sat down on a chair close to Ash and started to rub his fingers in nervousness.

Ash looked at him in curiosity. He looked very familiar, he tried and tried to remember but he couldn’t seem to place it together.

Finally when he saw the green shoes and yellow backpack, it came to him. That kid was Max!

“Max! Is that really you?” asked Ash as he walked to him in surprise.

“Huh? Oh! It’s you Ash! I can’t believe it! I missed you a lot! You really got taller and your voice got manly!” Ash blushed, “Pikachu is as cute and strong as ever, he still hangs on your shoulder? Oh I missed you as well so much!” then Pikachu blushed, “ Brock-o! I’m surprised you are still here without a little “Virginity Stealer” ey?” Brock drooped in disappointment, “And, and! And… who is she?” Max pointed at Dawn, then finally, she blushed.”

“Max, this is Dawn, she is one of my friends from the Sinnoh region. I’m sure May told you about her.” replied Ash

“Huh? Oh yeah, she said she was a “fackin shluty hore” or something because she beat her in the Wallace Cup. She sure likes competition”

“WHAT DID SHE SAY ABOUT ME?!” screamed Dawn. She ran up to Max very fast and was at the verge of strangulating him.

“Ahh! I was just kidding! Ahh! Ack! Ack!”

“Woah Dawn! Calm down!” Ash pulled her back from Max and put his hands on her shoulders. “He was just kidding, no need to make him look like a Girafarig.”

“But he called me a wh-“

“I’m sorry Dawn,” interrupted Max, “But she still seemed kind of mad after she came back to Hoenn”

Dawn calmed down after a bit, and sat back down. Ash sat next to her, then she started crying.

“Dawn, what’s wrong?” asked Ash.

“ I thought she was my friend, but she simply hates me for being good” she sniffled.

“It’s ok,” reassured Ash, “I’m sure May wasn’t that kind of person, she is over reactive sometimes, you know that.”

As Ash sweet talked to Dawn, Max snickered.

“I’m telling my sis you are cheating on her.” He teased.

“What do you mean? I never even started with her!” replied Ash

“But she told me she liked you”

“Wha?”

“Yes, it’s true”

“Look Max, the thing is, I did really have those feelings for her. I just saw her as a friend.”

“Does that mean you don’t like her?”

“I like her as a friend, but not beyond that”

“So you do like her but never planned on a sexual relation with her?”

“How old are you!?”

“Ten”

“Oh gosh, just shut up.”

“You’re very mean”

“She’ll understand, no? She is mature enough to understand.”

“She won’t, I read her diary. She wanted to hug you, kiss you, smooch you, and eventually where it’s legal, bunk up with you and have some-“

“OH PLEASE DON’T REMIND ME! THIS BRINGS TOO MUCH SUFFERING! WAAH!” interrupted Brock. He started sobbing for the fact that he never got a real girlfriend.

There was a long silence, Dawn was still sobbing, as if she had heard nothing.

Swift!
December 16th, 2008, 12:26 AM
Title of Story: Don't have one yet. =P
Fandom: Pokemon
Plot summary: A secret organization, hidden by a popular business (Silph Co.), are allowing people to become half-human, half-Pokemon hybrids with a simple injection. A certain citizen doesn't like this and says it's unhuman, so he decides to hunt down every human/Pokemon hybrid and kill them. But, with the "treatment" becoming more and more popular, how will he possibly be able to kill them all?
Genre: Action, Thriller, Suspense.
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG15 or higher (for violence, language and gore)
Type of mentor needed: Plot and Language
Writing sample of story:

prologue
Click.

Beep.

“This is the status update recording for week 58.”

Beep.

“My assistant and I have been running this experiment-”

Beep.

“-uhm, we’ve been running it for just over 13 months now a-”

Beep.

“-and... the results of Trial... 362, have come back clean. The-”

Beep.

“...the test subject is showing no sign of infection or scientific-”

Beep.

“...fault. I believe we have finally created a stable and none le-”

Beep.

Click.

A man in a lab coat spun on an office chair and stared over to an open door; his coat was frayed and tattered at the bottom as well as at the end of the sleeves, smears of new and old blood covered his clothing. His thick, rimless glasses had a thin layer of dust settled upon them and the chair he sat upon had a wheel missing, making it hard to work his way around the room without standing up. His colourless tongue darted out of his mouth, running over his dry and cracked lips in an attempt to restore as much moisture to them as he could.

He groaned as he rose to his feet, as if he hadn’t walked in days, his pale fingers twitched as he cautiously made his way over to the door. By the state his clothing was in, you could tell why he was acting this way; the damage he had sustained was something he didn’t want to have to experience again. “Edgar...” he managed to say, hoping to hear a response, but one didn’t come. With extra caution, the scientist stepped into the connecting room and prepared himself for whatever it was he would find.

A powerful stench of rotting flesh and month old blood washed over to him, he nearly stumbled over at how putrid the smell was, his head turned to the left and he saw the large doors of a room filled with dead Pokémon inside it, the doors were opened completely and a pile of rotting bodies had rolled out onto the floor. He put his hand over his mouth and cautiously made his way over to the makeshift Pokémon tomb.

As he made his way closer, short sharp breaths could be heard from his left; he turned quickly and let the hand covering his mouth drop away. There, sitting with his back against the dirty metal walls, was another man, obviously the scientists assistant. This man was dressed just like the other, but one major thing could be used to tell them apart, the fact that the assistant was bleeding profusely and there was a huge gash running from his right shoulder down to the left side of his hip. The scientist hobbled over quickly and kneeled down beside the injured man, “Edgar,” he breathed, while hovering his hands over the large gash, “What happened?”

The assistant, Edgar, turned his head with the little strength he had left and pointed into the room filled with the rotting Pokémon bodies. The scientist turned his head as well and stared over to the room, that’s when he noticed the smashed glass spread across the floor. At that moment, he knew that he was wrong about Trial 362; he quickly turned back to Edgar. His face dropped though, his assistant was dead from the loss of blood, he rose to his feet and headed for the “tomb”. The scientist peered inside and saw a humanlike shape in the corner; it was kneeling down and eating one of the dead bodies.

All of a sudden, the creature turned around and spotted the scientist, with incredible speed, the beast charged towards him and smashed him out of the way. The scientist was thrown against the wall; he looked up at the creature and watched as it tore through the wall, heading out into the world.

bobandbill
December 16th, 2008, 01:58 AM
Added you two. However, Kev XY, for the story sample I just linked to your post, as the forums insists that with it I've exceeded the character limit, even though a quick check seems to disprove that. But one can't argue with stubborn forums which think otherwise, apparently. >_< I might try again later though, but either way one will see it.

People, if you want to be Beta Reader, I'd advise signing up/offering your services, as there is a number of clients swamping the place in need of a Beta Reader... And if you are a client here and you get a Beta Reader, tell me so I won't worry as much. At this rate I may have to take a few on myself if they find me suitable and nobody else is available to take more on, as I don't want people waiting so long and might finally have time for it with school finishing up... but hopefully I won't be needed. If not, screw my own projects - this be serious business! -_-

Swift!
December 16th, 2008, 04:57 PM
You can take me off the front page, bobandbill.
I contacted Buoysel and he helped me out.

bobandbill
December 21st, 2008, 05:13 PM
Done, Kev XY.

Anyways... I'm now a Beta Reader as well, people. After I got myself approved by Astinus, of course. I'm PMing a few of you, so if you want me to take you one, check your PMs. GGoing to take some of you who have been waiting a while, so that there are less clients waiting. Can't take you all on though. >_< (Six is WAY too much considering I have betas elsewhere as well. And some of you wouldn't fit my category as well - don't want to offer advice when someone can do a much better job of it... I'll play to my strengths).

Anyways, my profile:
bobandbill - Grammar/Language/Proofreader Beta Reader - BACK-UP BETA READER) - OPEN (approved by Astinus)

Genre specialty: Any, but have mostly have done OT fics. Also do comedy.
Preferred method of contact: PM for initial contact, send documents via e-mail though.
Examples of writing: Check my sig - two banners link to my two stories.
Examples of reviews/beta-reports: All three of these are reviews:
'Their Villainy Must Go On (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4122984&postcount=2)'
'An Everlasting Love (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3945344&postcount=5)'
'Stars (http://www.serebiiforums.com/showthread.php?p=8771195#post8771195)' (link to another forum - sppf O_O)
Strengths/weaknesses (optional): I consider myself good at finding mistakes in betaing (although admittedly I fail at this for my own works >_<). I tend to go over each line/paragaph one by one after reading, and adding my findings or comments underneath each one, explaining why the mistake is a mistake as well, or simply offering suggestions or commenting. In beta reading, I'm good at focusing on finding grammatical/spelling errors, dialogue, pacing and description. I'm not so good judge on plot and characters, although I feel I know how to offer advice on improving one, or commenting on whether one needs work or not. And I tend to find plotholes.

I'm not quite the quickest Beta Reader at times, but I do try to get my job done within the week for each chapter. I also will comment on anything that comes to mind upon reading the chapter, no matter what aspect. However that also mean I may harp on a bit, or over-analyse things.

Just so you know. -_-

Legendarian Mistress
December 21st, 2008, 10:32 PM
Title of Story: Spliced… version 3 (That version will be revised once my beta looks over it…)
Fandom: Pokémon, naturally
Plot summary: Josephine’s brother threatens her livelihood in Kanto, so Professor Oak arranges for the fourteen year old red haired girl to travel to another region.
Genre: Adventure/OT
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG 13 (There’ll be words like ‘damn it’ and ‘bloody hell’ – but most of the obscenities will be uttered by Rowan, Josephine’s brother).
Type of mentor needed: Comprehensive
Writing sample of story: http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=157056
Other: (I’ve been writing Pokémon fics since late 2005. I know that my strength is grammatical/spelling. My weaknesses tend to outbalance my strength, with them being plot, character, pace sometimes…)

Konekodemon
December 22nd, 2008, 12:04 PM
Title of Story: Pokemon Coordinator Journeys

Fandom: Pokemon

Plot summary: I am writting this fic all because I wanted to be a pokemon coordinator all my life. I always wondered what it would be like to enter Pokemon contests, and earn ribbons. If the pokemon world was real, and was the world we live in, I'd be a Pokemon Coordinator. This fic starts in Kanto. Yes, if you watched Battle Frontier you'd know there are contests in Kanto. My character Kairi travals around with a pokemon trainer called Sora. Sora wants to be a pokemon master, and Kairi wants to be a Master Coordinator just like her mother. No, this isn't a crossover of Kingdom Hearts and Pokemon I'm just using those names for oc Pokemon characters. Also this is an all oc trainer/coordinator fic, as this is based off of the games not the show,but the coordinator matches are still like the show though.

Genre: Original Trainer/Original Coordinator

Rating (PG, R, etc): PG13

Type of mentor needed: Proff read, plot read, and even though, the top says people don't do this, grammer and spelling is what I need help with the most. Could someone at least try, please

Writing sample of story:

Kairi had just turned 10 that morning. She was so excited. Today was going to be the day when she got her first pokemon, from Professor Oak. She couldn't wait. Kairi made up her bed, put on her favorite outfit, brushed her teeth and went downstairs to eat breakfast,"Good morning mom."

"Good morning, Kairi dear," her mother said, looking up at her. Kairi sit down to eat a bowl of Cereal. "Kairi, I got you something at the Mart today for your journey," her mother told her as she watched her eat.

"Really? What is it?" Kairi asked getting very excited.

"It's a Pokegear. It has everything in it that you'll need on your journey. It has maps, of Kanto, Johto, Hoenn and Shinnoh. Plus it also displays the time for you, and it has a telephone as well. The best part is it, stores all your items and money in it." Her mother repiled.

"Gee, thanks Mom." Kairi said, taking the pokegear, and straping it onto her arm. "This'll be a big help."

"You better get going to Pallet Town or you'll be late getting your first pokemon," her mother reminded her.

"Ok, bye mom." Kairi said. She Kissed her mother on the cheek and went outback to get her bicycle and ride to the harbor to take a ship to Kanto.

Kairi pays for her ticket and gets on board the ship. She parked her bike in her room, and stood on the ship looking out over the water,'I can hardly wait till I get to Kanto.' She thought, grinning.

As soon as she made it to the harbor, she rode her bicycle into Pallet Town. She walked up to the professor's door and knocked. He answered it,"Hi. I'm here for my first Pokemon." The Professor stared at her,"Ah, you must be Kairi. Come in, come in."

The Professor led Kairi into the lab. He showed her all the starter choices. It was a hard choice but Kairi decided to go with the Pichu. She decided to let Pichu walk outside its ball with her, well ride in her bike basket anyway. The professor, gave her six pokeballs, and a pokedex, and sent her on her way.

Kairi put Pichu in the bike basket, and checked her map,"Ok, Viridian City's that way." She got on her bike and peddled down Route 1. This is just the beginning her adventures with Pichu. Kairi hopes to make great friends and pokemon, and become a top coordinator like her mother. That all lies in the future for now.

Other: Oh, this is a OC/OC pairing story.

bobandbill
December 22nd, 2008, 09:51 PM
Added you two (more clients!). Hmm, maybe soon we'll have to advertise for more Beta Readers. -_-

Also, Konekodemon; your writing sample is in link form in the first post to your post (again the forums believe that with it I exceeded the character limit >_<). EDIT: Nevermind; just overcame it. And also, there IS a type of Beta reader for Grammar/Spelling - the Grammar Beta Reader. ^^

Konekodemon
December 23rd, 2008, 01:25 AM
oh, there is, the rules said that that a beta's job isn't to check spelling and grammer, oh well, anyway I'll wait as long as I need to for my beta reader, cause it's worth it

Narcissus Secret
December 23rd, 2008, 08:46 AM
- It is advisable to read over your work BEFORE you hand it over to the beta reader. Beta readers aren't a spell and grammar check, but real people (gasp!), so keep that in mind.That is what Konekodemon is referring to. And by that, bobandbill meant that they aren't gonna correct a completely misspelled story, as it would be a waste. But they are going to read through it, find small grammar mistakes, some spelling on big words and things like that.

Konekodemon
December 23rd, 2008, 10:06 AM
I got someone that says they'll do it for me

bobandbill
December 23rd, 2008, 04:03 PM
Ah, fair enough then. In that case, Losst is correct - Betas will pick up on any grammar/spelling related mistakes and all - but it's hardly fair on them if you send something which clearly hasn't had much effort put into making it readable, or something in which the majority of mistakes can be fixed with a simple Spell/Grammar check. Simply a common courtesy, and Beta Readers aren't an alternative to a spell check. :)

Anyway, thanks for telling me you got someone now. *goes to update* :)

Konekodemon
December 23rd, 2008, 04:35 PM
I do have major mistakes but I did try very hard, even though I have very bad mistakes in grammer and spelling

Legendarian Mistress
December 23rd, 2008, 05:06 PM
Category
- Grammar

Genre specialty- Kanto-based OT fics

Preferred method of contact - PM

Examples of writing - http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4112565&postcount=5
http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4129521&postcount=8

Examples of reviews/beta-reports: http://www.serebiiforums.com/showpost.php?p=4671977&postcount=23
http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3945340&postcount=2
http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3942593&postcount=3
http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=3966907&postcount=32

Mira
January 18th, 2009, 11:45 AM
So do you submit your chapters to your Beta-reader as you write it? (after they've done what they currently have of yours, of course ;))


Title of Story: The Mind

Fandom: Original Fiction

Plot summary: This is the story of a fifteen-year-old girl named Sylvia who, after having been proven to be a Faerie, is sent to F.W.A. (Faerie Wing Academy) to have her Powers trained. After she receives her wings, she meets a woman who informs her that she is the next Mind Faerie: a Faerie born to be the guardian of the Light Faerie (the king or queen of their world). She learns that the Dark Faeries are on the move and are searching for the next Light Faerie. Sylvia is trained in her newfound Power in order to have the tools needed to protect the new Light Faerie. The only problem is, she doesn't know who it is.

Genre: fantasy and perhaps action (Before you ask, this is not a romance novel. There's no romance until the second book and even then it is not the main component of the story.)

Rating: PG for violence (maybe killing?) and perhaps some cussing, but otherwise G

Type of mentor needed: Comprehensive? I don't really know which aspect I want to have it worked on specifically. My story just needs some general help. Any kind of mentor would be welcome.

Writing sample of story:
This is just a part of the first chapter.
“What happened here?”

Sylvia spun around and found herself facing a female Faerie. She looked to be about the age of her own mother, if not a few years her elder. Her inky-black hair was tied back tightly in a bun, pulling the skin taut around her bright emerald eyes, giving her the semblance of a bird of prey.

She must be the librarian, Sylvia thought nervously, the burning presence of the pile of fallen books behind her becoming agonizing as heat prickled her complexion.

“I just re-stacked all of those,” the Faerie said, her voice containing little readable emotion.

Neither of them moved. The woman stared deeply into Sylvia's face, her virescent eyes seeming to glow as time edged by. The white Mark paint on her forehead began to itch, but Sylvia found that she was held immobile by the woman's gaze. Her heart began to beat increasingly fast and her stomach lurched unpleasantly.

After what seemed an oppressive hour of silence, though it was no more than a minute, the Faerie straightened up, lifting her chin slightly. Sylvia broke the stare and looked at the nearly-empty bookshelf beside her, her eyes falling upon the enticing doorknob that was drilled into the wood. She felt the woman's eyes on her, but refused to look at her again.

“No matter,” the Faerie's voice cut through the air fiercely, though her tone was dismissive. “'A tree fallen in the woods burns no less brightly than one which remains standing.'”

Sylvia suddenly looked into the woman's face with surprise, unsure of what exactly she meant. The Faerie drifted over and placed her hand on the doorknob, easily pulling aside the bookshelf. Sylvia winced, expecting the remainder of the books to drop onto the pile as well, but they all stayed in place.

Why did they all fall when I tried to open it? She wondered, her mouth falling open slightly in amazement.

“Don't dally, Miss Ketron,” the woman said sharply, shattering Sylvia's thoughts. “The sooner you come in, the sooner you can pick up all these books.”

Other: I don't currently have much of this story, but I'm still writing it. This is book one of The Silver Mark Trilogy.

bobandbill
January 19th, 2009, 03:48 AM
Added you, Mira, to the first post. =) Generally, it goes that you send stuff by chapters whenever you're done, but some Beta Readers may prefer another method (say, by scenes?). So you may want to ask the Beta Reader when you get one, but generally it's by chapters.

The Ebon Blade
January 29th, 2009, 05:04 PM
Applying for a Beta- Reader:

Title of Story: Mission: Find the Source of the Madness!

Fandom: Original Ranger Fic

Plot Summary: A Top Ranger tells the story of his first mission as a Top Ranger to the students at a school.

Genre: Action, mystery, and a wee bit of romance

Type of mentor needed: Grammatical for sure and possibly a little bit of help with making the plot make sense or make more sense.

Writing Sample of Story:
With Pidgeot’s incredible speed, we reached the main land in only fifteen minutes. It was pretty cool to see the port from that high up in the sky. It looked like a sleek strip of metal on the side of a huge mass of green. I saw many boats floating on top of the water near the port and a huge cruise liner leaving the harbor. As we began to descend I noticed that the “small strip of metal” was full of skyscrapers. This was a big port city. It had five light houses along the coast as well. I held tightly onto Kaleen, who had long since passed out, trying to keep her steady but it was definitely difficult with the speed we were going. Riolu also was holding on tight… to the top of my head. I could feel him shaking in fear. We began descending and I scanned the area for a hospital. I saw a tall skyscraper with hundreds of windows on each side and a giant red cross on the side.

Other: I'm actually a ways into the story all ready but still would like it to be the best it can be.

bobandbill
January 29th, 2009, 10:09 PM
Added you, The Ebon Blade. =)

Godot17
January 30th, 2009, 06:39 AM
I think I may as well apply for Beta Reader in the mean time
_________________________

Category: Grammar Language and plot

Genre specialty: Pokemon and Sci-Fi. I do better with moderate lenght chapters

Preferred method of contact: PM or E-mail. Download my Vcard

Examples of writing: I have not publicized anything yet

Examples of reviews/beta-reports:

http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4246368&postcount=2

http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4280277&postcount=3
(long one)
http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4275772&postcount=4

http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4275759&postcount=2


Strengths/weaknesses (optional):

Strenghts:

Moderate Lenght Chapters
Descriptions
Use of Language.

Weaknesses:

Original Fan-fics if they are to be very "Mysterious"
________________________________
That's pretty much it. Please let me know by PM if acceptance was
acquired.

ShinjisLover
February 6th, 2009, 04:46 AM
Is it okay if I also apply for getting a beta-reader?

Anyway, this is me applying for beta-reading for someone else!

Category: Comprehensive

Genre specialty: I work with any and all genres.

Preferred method of contact: PM

Examples of writing: Here is one from my Shaman King story:

After my chores – doing the laundry, picking up the groceries and doing quite frankly everything – I would be forced to read twenty pages from a math textbook and 10 pages from any other textbook of my choosing, as long as it would improve my IQ. I was not allowed to go to school, as my father knew that it would make me less obedient. I would become less of a dog; less of a puppet to him.


And one from my Pokémon story:

Without a word, he walked over to the small bed I was sitting in and picked up the rubber ball I was playing with earlier that day. His paw gripped the ball hard, flexing the muscles in his arm. I could see the anger building up inside of him just by looking into his eyes; the once blue eyes were clouded over and irritated. Catching me by surprise, he threw the ball against the wall of the hut, making it bounce back toward him. His claws turned silver and he slashed the ball, breaking it into three. My heart skipped a beat and jumped into my throat. Terrified, I watched as the three parts to ball fall to the floor in seemingly slow motion.


Examples of reviews/beta-reports:
Here we are! I can finally post links. ^_~
http://dragonsky.forumotion.com/fanfiction-f1/pokemon-new-generation-a-new-beginning-t6.htm
http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/showthread.php?t=33779

I can't seem to find my other ones. . But, once you read that, you'll get a taste of how I beta/review.

Strengths/weaknesses (optional): I procrastinate sometimes, but I'll do my best to work quickly and efficently.

bobandbill
February 6th, 2009, 06:37 PM
Added you, ShinjisLover, as a Grammar and Language Beta reader (told you via PM as well, btw).

And Dagzar, would prefer if you told me you found a beta rather than saying it by deleting your post - not as noticeable otherwise... :/ But anyway, updated that again.

ShinjisLover
February 7th, 2009, 03:04 AM
I am also applying as a client. I have three stories, all of which I will describe. Hopefully, since I saw nothing against this, this will be acceptable.

(Story #1)
Title of Story: . . . >.> Still thinkin' of one.
Fandom: Pokémon (human adventures)
Plot summary: A young trainer starts out her adventure with a rough, rough start. Her foster father, Kyo (Koga of Fuschia City), is of hardly any help to her. She tries to fight for justice, although cannot see the hypocrisy in her actions, as she treats her Pokémon terribly to aim for one goal: More power with which to destroy Roketto-Dan. And that's just the first two arcs.
Genre: Tragedy, Romance, Action
Rating (PG, R, etc): Probably R-ish for explicit violence, explicit adult themes, and language.
Type of mentor needed: Comprehensive
Writing sample of story:
(from the first few arcs in Kanto)

In anger, the Pokémon's black eyes glared at the bushes near Nareta, its bright pink lips signified a readiness for a fight. It didn't wait long as an orange Pokémon jumped out of the bushes, growling at the blue Pokémon. Nareta was able to recognize the blue Pokémon as a Nyoromo, being a familiar face around Sekichiku City; however, the canine-like Pokémon was unidentifiable. Nareta had never seen that Pokémon before. Its yellow, bushy chest fur glimmered from what little light shined in the forest Nareta stood in, as did the fluffy, golden tail. In spite of its beauty, Nareta was also able to notice its small fangs and sharp claws. There were two on each of its four paws nonetheless, making Nareta's knees quake in anticipation and anxiety.


"Ga!" the orange, black-stripped Pokémon shouted, building up a fireball in its throat. Soon, that fireball molted into a large flame which was shot at the Nyoromo.


"Nyo!" Nyoromo screeched, getting hit full-on with the fiery blaze. However, it was able to stand its ground and shoot a blue stream of liquid out of its mouth, knocking back the flames and pummeling the dog. Nareta stared in horror at the scene before her.


These things; they're, she gulped down her growing fear, they're monsters! The terror was overwhelming.


Angrily, the dog ran toward Nyoromo, who had jumped in front of Nareta after its attack. Seeing the Pokémon come at it, Nyoromo hopped to the side just as the dog spread its claws. Unable to stop its attack, the Pokémon headed straight for Nareta with nails outstretched and intent to kill.


Nareta's heart hammered in her chest, making her body noticeably convulse. The pulsating was plain to see in all major arteries as she imagined her demise. The only thing that stood in the way of her and death was a short distance of nothing but air. She stared wide-eyed into the face of Armageddon, waiting for the claws to collide with her and end her life. Instead, she saw a shot of yellow electricity fly across the sky, engulfing the dog in lightning.



(also from Johto)
Another day, another adventure – Nareta wanted to live by these words. She loved the feeling and rush of battling. Unfortunately, her last tournament ended in failure. Be it nerves or the flu, Nareta was mocked for not showing up to the final match. She left Kanto without a second thought, not even saying goodbye to Kyou. Her first adventure got off to a rocky start, but she was able to pull through and come out alive, though bruised and beaten from her ordeal. Luckily, she was able to meet someone. Someone she missed every day. If she could only see him one more time, she'd be satisfied. If she could only touch him one last time. . .

bobandbill
February 7th, 2009, 05:30 PM
Ehh... well, I suppose multiple stories are fine - but don't expect all of them by any means to be taken up then - others put up before you should probably end up getting priority before you get a second story taken up at the same time. That's up to the Beta Readers though.

Be sure your 2nd and 3rd stories aren't too extreme for this board as well, btw - might want to check the rules if fics around the R-rating are allowed. =/

Pikalover10
February 7th, 2009, 05:44 PM
CLIENTS:

Title of Story: PokeSpecial: Johto Journeys
Fandom: Original Trainer Fanfic.
Plot summary: A story about a young boy named Gold with the ambition to be just like his father. He goes on a journey with a Cyndaquil, just like his father and soon begins to realize something is happening in Johto and it is up to him, Crystal, and Silver. These three go on different journeys, but often run in to eachother.
Genre: Journey, with a hint of Romance and Mystery.
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG: 13
Type of mentor needed: Grammatical most likely...
Writing sample of story:

Chapter 1: Vs. Sentret
http://www.pokeox.com/pokemon/dp/161.png
It was an early, and dark morning. The sun hadn't even begun to rise and Gold was already up. He couldn't wait until he started his journey. He often wondered which Pokemon he would get as his starter.

"Chikorita, Totodile, and Cyndaquil." he whispered to himself.

He sat in a blue computer seat, backwards, staring out of his window at a huge lab across the town. He sighed and turned around to face the computer turned on in his room. He exited out of everything and turned it off, thinking about what to do.

He couldn't sleep, and his mom was asleep so he couldn't do that. He flopped on to his fluffy bed and stared up at his blank roof. He was wearing a pair of yellow pajamas. A yellow long-sleeved shirt, and yellow shorts.

He turned his head to the right, and spotted his father's album. Gold sat straight up and grabbed the album. It was red and on the front had a picture of his father.

His father had brown ruffled hair, glimmering gold eyes, wore glasses, a black long-sleeved shirt, yellow shorts, a black and yellow baseball cap, and his favorite necklace. His necklace was a black lace with a silver locket, shaped like a Pokeball, and it contained Gold's mother's picture and someone else in it. Back then, his father was 13 and his mother was 12, and they were dating.

Gold's eyes swelled up with tears and he quickly looked away from the book. His father was dead, and it pained Gold to see his father's broad smile again. When Gold was 6 his father had drastically died by falling off a cliff, trying to save Gold.

In the picture, Gold's father was surrounded by his Pokemon. A Noctowl, Typhlosion, Chansey, Politoad, Ursaring, and an Arbok. They were all smiling as happy as could be. Gold turned straight to the last page and found his father, all of his Pokemon, his mother, and then Gold himself. His father was ruffling Gold's hair, his mother was laughing, and all of his father's Pokemon were laughing.

Gold closed the album and leaned over his bed and grabbed his silver bag, opened it, and slid the album inside. He closed the bag shut and laid back on his bed, staring at the ceiling again. He wondered again for about the millionth time, which Pokemon he would get as his starter.

---

The morning had finally arrived! Light slowly crept in through Gold's window and he slowly flickered his eyes open. He sat up and rubbed his eyes confusingly, figuring he had dozed off.

He yawned loudly and rolled out of bed. He slowly crept over to his dresser, opened one of the drawers, and took out his clothes. He slowly changed in to his usual attire, a black T-shirt, a red polo long-sleeved shirt with a white pocket, yellow and black shorts, a pair of red and white running shoes, his father's old necklace, a yellow and black baseball cap, and a pair of white goggles. His father's old necklace held two pictures, the same one of his mother, and then a picture of his father when he had been Gold's age.

Gold picked up his silver backpack and walked out of his bedroom. He trotted down the stairs, looking for his mother, but she was nowhere to be found. He found a plate of two pancakes on the kitchen table, with a piece of paper under his glass of orange juice.

Gold sat down and picked the letter up, unfolded it and began to read it to himself.

Gold,

I'm very sorry honey, but I had to leave the house to find Aipom. She escaped out of your window this morning before you woke up and I had to go find her. Have fun on your journey and be careful.



Love Mom.


Gold sighed in disappointment. He crumpled the letter up and threw it in the trashcan. He stood up and left the house without even eating a bite of his pancakes, he wasn't hungry.

It was fresh and nice outside in the little town of New Bark. He had been born, raised, and almost killed there. All of his life he grew up in New Bark, caring for the stranded, abandoned, and hurt Pokemon that wondered in to town.

Gold looked down the street, towards the local laboratory and started walking towards it. He knew now that he wanted either Cyndaquil or Totodile, but he didn’t know which of the two he wanted.

He arrived at the front porch and rang the doorbell. The doorbell rang, and the ring echoed throughout the lab, as if nobody was there. Gold stood there, his hat on backwards, waiting for the Professor or Professor Assistant to come and help him out.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, a tall man wearing glasses, a blue T-shirt, a white lab coat, and cacki pants opened the door. He had a smile across his gleaming face, which was covered in ash and had grayish hair.

"Hello. You must be Gold, am I right?" the man asked.

Gold looked up at him and then noticed movement inside the lab. Gold looked behind the an and saw a young boy of about Gold's age, wearing a black and red long-sleeved shirt and gray pants sneak off with a red and white sphere in his hand. He reached one of the windows, leading to the forest behind the lab, opened it up quietly, and jumped out. Gold noticed in the boy's back pocket was a red mechanical device.

Gold shook his head, wondering what the boy had been doing and looked back up at the Professor.

"Yes sir. My name is Gold. Are you Professor Elm?" Gold asked.

"Why. Aren't you the smart one? Yes, I am Professor Elm of Johto. Now follow me." he said motioning with his hand for Gold to follow him.

Gold stepped inside and looked around. Everywhere he looked there were Pokemon. Butterfree, Caterpie, Typhlosion, Meganium, and Feraligatr. The hallways were riddled with bookshelves, and all of the books were filled with information on Pokemon.

Gold stopped at one of the bookshelves, and saw a book that filled him with questions. Mike, A Journey of New Bark Town's most prized trainer. Gold gulped and grabbed the book. Mike had been his father. Gold knew he didn't have time to read it, so he slipped the book in to his backpack and jogged back to Professor Elm.

Professor Elm stopped as Gold reached him and opened up a door. Inside was a few desks, and the walls were riddled with bookshelves. Gold looked around the room and noticed one desk had three platforms, and two held Pokeballs and in front of the three of each of them were 5 Pokeballs and 1 Pokedex.

Professor Elm looked at the desk and then screamed in horror.

"W-where is the other Pokeball? It contained a Totodile! I knew it was there. I put it there just a few minutes ago!" Professor Elm said looking everywhere for the missing item.

Gold was tempted to tell the professor about the mysterious boy, but decided not to. HE walked up to the desk and grabbed the Pokeball with the label under it 'Cyndaquil', clipped it on to his belt, and grabbed the other items. He put the Pokedex in his pocket, and clipped the 5 Pokeballs on to his belt, and left.

-

The first route in the Johto Region was very peaceful today. The Pokemon were about their own business, playing together or training with each other. Gold sat on a rock, staring at the new Pokemon he had just obtained after letting it out of its Pokeball.

“Cynda!” it squealed.

Gold sat there and then finally smiled. “Hey there little guy. I’m your new trainer.” Gold said, bending over and sitting the little Pokemon in his lap. Cyndaquil looked up at him and smiled. Gold chuckled a little, remembering the last time he had seen a picture of his father’s first Cyndaquil.

Then, the bushes started rustling. Gold jumped up to his feet, being caught off guard, and spun around to face the bushes. Then, a brown Pokemon with a long tail walked out of the bush calmly, as if nothing had happened.

“Sen.” It said casually. Gold sighed and took out his Pokedex. He was a little ticked, but was also relieved. He flipped the top cover over and scanned the newly appeared Pokemon.

“Sentret, the Scout Pokemon. It has a very nervous nature. It stands up high on its tail so it can scan wide areas.” The Pokedex bursted to life. Gold nodded and then scanned Cyndaquil. “Cyndaquil, the Fire Mouse Pokemon. It has a timid nature. If it is startled, the flames on its back burn more vigorously.” Gold nodded again and put the Pokedex away and smirked at the Sentret.

“Easy first win, Cyndaquil.” He muttered.

"Cynda!" Cyndaquil replied.

Gold smiled at his new Pokemon and then let out a deep breath to calm himself. "Cyndaquil use Tackle!" Gold called out. Cyndaquil nodded and leapt at the Sentret. He slopped on to the Sentret, knocking it to the ground, but the scout Pokemon quickly leapt to its feet and threw Cyndaquil off of him.

"Cynda!" Cyndaquil yelled as he skidded across the grassy field to a halt at the base of a tree. Cyndaquil quickly leapt to his feet and shook himself off. Gold grunted, realizing this wouldn't quiet be as easy as he thought it would be. He looked from Cyndaquil and then back at the Sentret, thinking about their next move.

The Sentret crouched and then sped off towards Cyndaquil, in an amazing attempt to use Quick Attack. Cyndaquil saw this and did a small leap in the air, and then with his hind legs he pushed off the tree behind him, dodging the Sentret's attack and causing it the hit the tree. Cyndaquil landed on his feet behind the dazed Sentret with a smirk on his face.

"Cyndaquil Tackle!" Gold said.

Cyndaquil turned around on his toe and then slammed himself in to the Sentret. Leaves in the tree rustled and a few floated to the ground. "Sen!" the Sentret yelped as it got its head stuck in a newly formed tree hole. Gold grimaced, realizing what he had done and quickly ran up to the Sentret. He grabbed its side, and Cyndaquil grabbed its tail.

"One...two...three...pull!" Gold said. Then, Cyndaquil and Gold both pulled on Sentret, but it was to no avail. Sentret yelped in pain and the two stopped pulling and released. Gold felt terrible for getting the Pokemon stuck in this situation.

"Need a little help?" a familiar voice rang out. Gold blinked and looekd behind him and saw a young girl of a few years older then him. She had blue hair going in two directions and wore a red tank top, a small white overjacket, black and white snadex shorts, and a yellow headband. Gold groaned realizing that it was the girl who lived across from him, Crystal. They are both friends, but they don't have the same mindset.

"What are you doing here?" Gold asked.

"Ummm. Appearently helping this poor little Sentret." Crystal smuggly replied.

"Yeah? Well we don't need your help." Gold sourly said.

The two trainers stared at eachother grimly until Crystal broke the silence.

"You know what? That Sentret needs help and you and your puny little Cyndaquil aren't going to help it."

"Why I oughta! Actually, you know why you say that? Cause you're a know it all professors little girl! You've been treated like royalty your entire life and I have no idea why you're here seeing as how you've already gone on your journey. Even the gym leaders treated you like royalty!" Gold replied.

"I didn't ask for that! Plus, I won my gym battles fair and square!" Crystal argued.

"Oh no you didn't! Do you even know why you won all your battles on the first try? BEcause otherwise the gym leaders thought they would get an earful from your daddy, Professor Elm!" Gold argued back.

Crystal's face was bright red with anger now. She called out her newly hatched Chikorita, and ordered it to use a Razorleaf attack. The razor sharp leaves cut through the tree bark, and the Sentret was sent free. Crystal recalled her Chikorita, turned away, and left. Gold sat there on the ground, and figured good, she had left him alone.

END

Other: I've been writing outside of PC for about 2 to 2 in ahalf years...while writing in PC I have grown in writing quit alot and I am now thinking aout becoming a professional writer when I grow up:D I think my strengths in writing is description, and I am pretty sure my weakness is grammatical errors...

Giratina ♀
February 8th, 2009, 05:51 PM
Title of Story: Metal Coat

Fandom: Pokemon, not really falling into any particular category.

Plot summary (I fail at these):
When a Meowth and Raichu find a rather odd Magnemite washed up on a beach, they take him in; and he stays with them for quite a while. Around six months later, the evolved Persian drags along the other two (Raichu and Magneton now) to find Jirachi's Key, a wish-granting item. They (well, the Raichu and Persian)thought they saw it and found something much different - the Galaxy Key, which transports them all to a different dimension. This was a rather unfortunate turn of events for our Magneton pal, who suddenly looks much more familiar...

Genre: Adventure, I suppose. xD

Rating (PG, R, etc): Pretty much everyone.

Type of mentor needed: Comprehensive, or beta-reader if there's nobody open in that position.

Writing sample of story:
It was not a dark and stormy night. That much was easy to understand. In fact, it was a rather nice day, around one in the afternoon. Wingulls were flying around in the thermals above the seashore, making a racket like you’d never believe (but was normal for the Wingulls around here). The Wingulls seemed to be having a ball – so much of a ball, in fact, that they failed to notice the unconscious Magnemite lying on the sand below them.

Slowly, the metallic Pokemon came to. The robotic eye in the center of his body began to flick about as the programs began to run themselves. Slowly the Magnemite brought himself into the air with that levitating ability that Magnemites are so lucky to have, and waggled the magnet on the left side of his body.

“Interesting...”

As he remained there examining himself, a couple of creatures padded on to the beach. One of them was a yellow rat-like specimen on all four short, stubby legs, and the (to most people) unmistakable lightning bolt tail bobbing behind it. It had large black eyes and red circles on each of its cheeks, as well as brown-tipped, long ears stuck on near the top of its head. It was, unmistakably, a Pikachu.

The other resembled more of a cream-furred cat. There was a shiny gold-colored coin in the middle of its forehead, wedged between two triangle-shaped brown ears. It had large green eyes on a round face, with pointed teeth and whiskers on either side. Its cream body was more ovular, with three sharp claws (sheath-able, how convenient) on the end of its arms and longer brown paws for its feet. A brown tail curled into a spiral stuck out behind.

“What the…“ The Meowth looked up from her deep conversation with her Pikachu friend. “Caro, there’s a Magnemite on the beach.” She whispered softly to him and gestured at the Magnemite who looked like he had never seen himself before, as the Pikachu’s brown-tipped ears twitched to catch her message.

“Looks like it, Kris.” he nodded back, speaking as if he were a Solid Snake rip-off on a Super Secret Stealth Mission. Kris, the Meowth, rolled her eyes and padded up to the metal Pokemon.

“’Scuse me, sir,” she said, to which the Magnemite turned around silently, “are you okay? I’ve never seen you around here before.” Caro plodded beside her, and bowed slightly.

“No,” the Magnemite replied emotionlessly, “I don’t suppose you have. I’ve come from… a long way away.”

“I see,” Kris nodded, “so you’re a foreigner. I’m Kris, and this is my friend Caro.” She indicated the Pikachu with her tail.

“I am pleased to meet you both.” He twitched a magnet in acknowledgment.

Kris nodded, which was soon replaced by a puzzled expression. “We’ve given you our names – so what’s yours?”

No reply except a soft buzzing.

“Mister? Are you okay?” Caro frowned at him, holding up a paw and waving it in front of the Magnemite. He whirred loudly, as if just realizing he had zoned out in the middle of a conversation.

“I apologize,” he said in the same blank tone, “I seemed to have blacked out for a while. You may call me Helio.”

“He really is a foreigner,” Caro muttered under his breath, followed by a hiss and a frown from Kris. After that, she ignored it as if he had never made a comment, and asked Helio another question: “Do you have a place to stay?”

“Alas, I don’t.” Helio said, as further low whirring came from his body. Caro began to get agitated by the noise and frowned, but Helio noted his expression and explained. “I’m a machine. Thus, I give off periodical whirring noises. It’s a natural thing.” Caro kept the frown on his face, even after Helio replied.

Kris nodded. “Well, then, you can just stay with us!” Caro turned from frowning to staring slack-jawed at the cheery Meowth.

“Thank you for the offer,” the Magnemite said in his slightly unnerving monotone, “but I don’t wish to be much of a burden to you.”

Kris shook her head. “You won’t be any burden. We’ll find some place in the Team for you.” She turned around and signaled with her tail for him and Caro, still annoyed, to follow her off the scene.

Team…? Helio thought as he followed after the other two.
Other: Metal Coat was my first story. My strong point is probably plots and characters - my weakness is making plot points string together in an orderly fashion.

bobandbill
February 8th, 2009, 10:00 PM
Added you Pikalover10 yesterday, and The Unchosen One today. =)

Legendarian Mistress
February 24th, 2009, 09:43 PM
Category
- Grammar

Genre specialty- Kanto-based OT fics

Preferred method of contact - PM

Examples of writing - http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpos...65&postcount=5
http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpos...21&postcount=8

Examples of reviews/beta-reports: http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4346907&postcount=3
http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4358001&postcount=41

bobandbill
February 25th, 2009, 03:13 AM
Unfortunately, Astinus and I will have to decline, Tigrerra, although as I mentioned in the PM you asked for, not by much - take your time and try again keeping in mind the stuff raised there.

Mira
February 25th, 2009, 07:12 AM
BETA READERS:


Category: grammar, proof-reading

Genre Specialty: I specialize in fantasy, though I will pretty much work on anything.

Preferred Method of Contact: PM

Examples of writing:
A prologue. Could potentially have screwed up spacing, so I apologize.
The girl gently drifted to the ground and knelt down in the grass, burying her face in her hands as emotion finally took hold of her. Tears prickled her eyes and the skin beneath her fingers burned. She had never before felt so completely alone as she did now.

She had been told by her mentor that this was something that only she could do. This was one thing he couldn't help her with or repair if she failed. Everything the Faeries had worked for would be undone. If she failed, that is. She didn't understand why everything had to fall on her now of all times.

The Power Mark on her forehead suddenly turned blissfully cool against her heated face, calming her emotions and allowing her to sort out her thoughts. Now wasn't the time to allow her feelings to take control. She knew what it was that she had to do in order to find him. She had to try and track him.

Taking a breath to steady herself and lay down on her back, allowing her eyes to slip closed. Her black cloak spread across the ground to reveal her translucent diamond-shaped wings. She became conscious of her chest slowly rising and falling and felt her heart-rate decrease as she relaxed. Her thoughts slowly faded and she allowed her senses to drift from her form. They continued to spread outward until she was no longer aware of the sensations in her body. She felt her spirit drift forward lazily and she reinforced her connection to her body to ensure she didn't split from it permanently. She reached over the presence of the animals and Faeries around her, seeking out her brother's Power.

She couldn't find anything.

She was about to pull back when something that seemed somehow familiar flickered at the corner of her reach. Her consciousness closed in on it, attempting to identify what it was. Suddenly, it sparked once more, flowing into the connection and flooding her head with fragments of sights, sounds and tastes that she couldn't sort out as they overwhelmed her. Next came a stream of words that were so clear that it was as if someone were speaking them into her ear.


The Moon will shine
once again
and will reflect the Light.

Her Light will glow
through the Dark
and will cleanse the Power again.

The Darkness will try to make her dim
and find a way veil the Sun,
but she will protect it with all she is
and in turn will never wane.

“What?” the girl whispered, frowning as she returned to her body.

She opened her eyes and sat up, troubled by what she had found. It was always a possibility that her mentor had transferred that to her, but for what reason? He didn't typically speak to her in riddles, let alone in verse, though she was never quite sure what he was up to.

Or had she seen into the future?

It seemed far too unrealistic and the very idea of it made her want to laugh, but she had been told that it was a possibility to do so by accident, since there was no way of mastering it. But if she had, what did it mean? Was it her own future?

The girl brushed the stray strands of coal-colored hair out from in front of her face and placed a finger to her silver Power Mark to find that it had returned to the temperature of the rest of her skin.

She stood up and looked back at the white marbled wall of the palace which stood less than a mile away, her heart sinking low in her chest. Her brother was still missing and the only way she knew of finding him had failed. The only thing she could do now was wait.

Her wings quivered slightly and caught the gentle breeze, slowly lifting her into the air and toward the towering building ahead. She was nearing the massive whitewashed doors when something brushed against her consciousness. She flinched, her flight wavering for a moment.

Her breath turned into a choked gurgle when she was swept over by the same sensation as before. Only this time, she didn't control the connection.

Her eyes remained fixed on the palace before her, but she could no longer see it. Darkness cloaked her sight, its inky-black embrace tugging her from her body. The flicker of flames surrounded her, revealing the silhouettes of what appeared to be Faeries, their wings glowing with the light that illuminated them.

She will have the chance
to repair it all.

The figures all raised their arms, their Power Marks shining with the colors of their Type.

Undo the mistakes
made long, long ago.

The glorious colors of the Power Marks slowly faded, transforming into a horrible black more deep than anything she had ever seen. They spread across the arms of the Faeries and down over their bodies until they were nothing but darkness.

But whether it is done
by death or Power
is to be her choice,
and shall change everything
forever.

As quickly as it had started, her vision ended. She was thrust back into her body and her sight cleared. Her leg and back ached and she was staring at an expanse of blue. The sky?

She twisted her head to the side with a wince of pain and saw the palace only a few meters away. She had fallen to the ground, her wings useless when she no longer consciously controlled them. The girl pushed herself up gingerly and saw that her left leg was twisted uncomfortably under the other. She tried to move it back into place, but only succeeding in sending a stab of pain through it. She let herself fall back again with a groan.

She thought about what had just happened with a shiver. Her mind had been overcome so quickly by the force of whatever had just happened, and she now knew for sure that it hadn't been something transferred to her. She'd seen into the future.

“Are you hurt?” a crisp female voice asked from nearby.

She looked up to see a younger girl flying over, a shocked look on her face. It was Martha, her assigned healer. Martha was there to make sure she didn't get herself killed.

“How does Martha always find me?” she muttered to herself, placing a hand over her eyes.

“Don't worry, I'll fix your leg lickety-split,” Martha said cheerily.

Martha placed her hands on the girl's injured leg and immediately the pain faded. She looked down to see that Martha had already managed to put her leg back in place and was now mending the bone, her hands glowing with a white light.

She is already very skilled in her Power, she thought, removing her hand from her face and pushing herself up.

Martha stood and held out a hand to help her up. She took the younger girl's hand and stood as well, experimentally placing weight on her mended leg. It worked as if it hadn't been injured in the first place. She looked up to give Martha a smile, but saw that there was a nervous expression on her face.

“What's wrong, Martha?” she asked in a low voice.

“We found your brother,” Martha said quietly, refusing to meet her gaze.

Her heart flooded with hope for a moment before realizing that something wasn't right.

“Is he okay?” she asked, her eyes wide with fear. “Did he get hurt?”

“No,” Martha shook her head slowly, her pale-brown curls tumbling across her face. She looked up at her with deep, mournful blue eyes. “But something else has happened.”

This is an excerpt from the first chapter of one of my stories. This is slightly older, however, so there may be a few typos.
Imelda sat before the flickering fireplace as the rain beat against the roof of the house. Her brown hair was damp and plastered to her flushed cheeks, but she made no move to fix it. A book lay open in her lap, though Imelda's thoughts were far away from the print on the pages.

Her uncle had once again offered to open his home to Imelda and he had warned her that he would no longer support her if she stayed in her home. She was realizing that she would have to make the choice sooner or later, and later was approaching far sooner than she expected.

Ever since Imelda's mother had died, he had been struggling to find a way to keep Imelda in his household, but he had never succeeded.

Until now.

For as long as Imelda could remember, she had lived with her mother's friend, Sarah, and her uncle had seemed content with that arrangement. Two years ago, however, Imelda decided to go back to her home and live by herself, taking the money that her uncle gave to Sarah for her care in order to do so. The shrinking bag of coins in her belt served as a constant reminder of her dependence on her uncle.

But Imelda didn't understand why he wanted her to live with him so badly. He had never actually visited her with the exception of her earlier birthdays and, as far as she knew, he hadn't so much as lifted a finger to help her father when he became an alcoholic. Even if he was her mother's brother, Imelda couldn't say that she trusted him.

Somehow, despite thoughts weighing heavily on her mind, consciousness slipped from her body and she drifted to sleep.

* * *

A blood chilling scream assaulted Imelda's ears. Her eyes snapped open, though all she could see were the flames slowly dying in the fireplace. All of her senses were suddenly sharp. She could feel the cold floor beneath her cheek and hear how the rain had turned to sleet. A sharp taste floated on her tongue... As if she had placed a metal spoon on it. Imelda listened, wondering if it had been a part of her dreams until the screaming started again.

It was woman's scream. A man swore and the shrieks continued, seeming to get closer to her. She heard the man shout and all sound immediately ceased. The change was so abrupt that Imelda sat up and quickly pulled herself to her feet, her heart pounding loudly in her ears. She listened carefully for any sound and slowly wrapped her fingers around the knife that rested in her belt. Imelda held it in front of her and waited, every muscle tense, for the next noise.

One second passed, then another.

A man shouted on the other side of the door and the wood bent in, immediately breaking apart into hundreds of slivers that flew across the room. Imelda raised her arm to protect her face and watched in horror as a hooded figure jumped through the doorway. The black hood shadowed his face, but she could feel his eyes lock on her and see the shine of his teeth as he pulled back his lips into a smile.

Out of instinct, Imelda held out the knife, making sure it separated her from the intruder. He laughed, his voice like someone dropping logs on a pile of wood, and raised his right hand in her direction.

“Surmarsi!” he yelled.

Imelda twisted her knife and was about to throw it when she was struck by an invisible hand. Her throat constricted and she couldn't breath as the room began to swim around her. Her body was frozen in place. She felt her heart slow its beating and her thoughts start to fog as she quickly began to shut down.

The man lowered his hand and grinned darkly. An ashen hand reached from behind him and grabbed the back of his neck, pushing him forward. He screamed as smoke floated from his cloak and the next figure glided in. The new intruder pulled the man along for several strides before releasing his neck, dropping him on the floor.

“Idiot,” the figure hissed as she pulled off her hood to reveal her long, silver hair. “You just about killed her. Parmarsi!”

Immediately, air flowed into her lungs and her body started to work again. Imelda struggled to cry out, but she couldn't make a sound. She still had no control over her arms or mouth and her legs were held in place.

“I don't know why we were assigned to fetch this... child,” she said, stepping closer to Imelda. “Though she does strike me as an interesting little mutt.”
The woman laughed and took the blade from Imelda's hand, tossing it beside the crumpled man on the floor. She thrust out her pale arm and grabbed Imelda's face with her hot hand, forcing Imelda's head to move from side to side as the woman examined her. Imelda struggled with all her might to regain control of her body and break through the hex.

“Ah, it looks as though we shall be traveling with an honorary deihher tonight,” she said to her comrade, who was beginning to pull himself off the floor and pick up the discarded knife.

Imelda didn't understand. If anyone looked like a deihher, it was the woman. Her silver hair and purple lining around her black, iris-less eyes seemed to come right out of the horror stories that ran through the town. Except that she wasn't a wolf.

The woman ran her fingers through her captive's hair, causing Imelda's scalp to tingle. She abruptly took her hand and smacked it across Imelda's face.

“Most likely a traitor's offspring. I don't know what he would want with any of that sort, past revenge. But Christopher has always had a way of choosing,” she stared at Imelda with a mixture of distain and hunger. “But if he is wrong, we could always use another Aninoid.”

“You should not refer to your superior in such casual terms,” the man said sharply, glaring at her murderously from beneath his charred hood.

The woman waved her hand dismissively and turned to face her challenger. “To call him otherwise would be to grant him respect, and since he has done little over the past years to impress me, he has earned none.”

Imelda concentrated, focusing all her energy on moving her hand. Her fingers twitched.

“The man who reawakened the art of our magics? The man whose ancestors survived our people's fall?” he growled, stepping in front of the woman and drawing his massive body up to full height.

Imelda slowly broke through her paralysis and reached her arm toward the fire poker on the floor. She hoped that she could knock out the woman with it and have recovered enough speed to evade the man. She knew that if she were captured again she would be worse off, but she couldn't wait for them to reveal what they were going to do with her.

“He's a coward,” the woman laughed mirthlessly. “The only reason his family survived at all is because they placed themselves before their cause. They should have all died with the failed magic user those centuries back so we could have started over without his leadership.”

Imelda's hand brushed against the metal rod.

“We would not have half the spells we have now if it wasn't for his family's survival.”

She wrapped her hand around it and began to lift it up behind her.

“You are as arrogant as he. I suppose that if he asked of you to-” a loud clattering cut the woman off when the poker fell to the floor.

The two intruders stopped and stared at Imelda. I'm dead, Imelda thought. She waited for them to say the word to freeze her heart again, forcing her body to shut down as she slowly suffocated... But it didn't happen.

“You're a slippery little snake, aren't you?” the woman said with little emotion. She closed her eyes and thought for a moment, seeming to think that their captive was no threat. “The average length of the partial immobilization spell on a non-magic user is an hour, fifty-two minutes and twenty seconds.” She opened her dark eyes and stared at Imelda. “While the average duration of the spell on a person of typical magical capabilities is approximately an hour and four minutes.”

“Did you cast the spell properly?” the man demanded.

“Of course I did, but how can this be? We can't have been here for more than twenty minutes.”

Imelda realized that they had forgotten her, for they were too busy arguing, and began quietly edging around them as fast as her stiff legs could move her. They continued to bicker, discussing things that Imelda knew nothing of, as she approached the gap where the front door used to stand. A meaty fist came down on the side of her face and she crumpled halfway through the doorway, dazed and bleeding from her split lip. Splinters dug into her arms and neck and a lump already began forming on her head as sleet rained down on her face.

“You little-”

“Calm yourself. We were sent here to take her back with us in one piece. She's no threat to us. But tie her up. I don't want her jumping out of the cart.”

The man stepped away from her to find something to bind her with. Imelda looked outside and noticed that the town was completely quiet. The neighbors hadn't heard the noise before. Imelda coughed up a clot of blood that had gone down her throat and took a raspy breath.

“HELP!” Imelda yelled into the night until the word faded into a frantic scream.

Thin, long fingers pressed down over her mouth, cutting off her cries and causing her lip to bleed all the more. The heat that radiated off the hands was so intense that Imelda was sure that her face was being incinerated. The woman's deep eyes entered Imelda's vision, seeming to steal all the light from the room. Imelda couldn't look away. She felt her body melt into a strange mixture of calm and raw terror.

“You're safe, child,” the woman said softly, holding Imelda's gaze in hers. “We're taking you where you belong. We are going to take care of you.”

Imelda felt her ankles being bound, then her wrists. But that didn't matter. She was going to be taken where she belonged. They were going to take care of her.

She was lifted off the ground and carried the rest of the way out of the house into the freezing rain. A cart pulled by two horses was waiting outside. Waiting for her.

The man placed her limp body on the bundles in the cart before sitting up front to drive the horses. The woman, however, sat next to her in the back, placing a bag of items beside her. Her hood was up again, but Imelda could still see her dark, abysmal eyes whenever they looked down on her.

Imelda lay there, feeling content. There was something wrong and she knew it. Something was wrong with the way the bags below her smelled and felt, but she couldn't concentrate. She turned her head to the side and watched the wheels as they rolled over the paved road. The path was flat and empty until they passed a motionless body. Imelda blinked. Black hair was sprawled around the woman's pale face and her neck was twisted at a grotesque angle.

“Sarah?” Imelda gasped, staring at the mangled body of her recent guardian.

Examples of reviews/beta-reports:
Are these allowed to be from other websites?

Third review down by LydiaB:
http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/topic43545.html

Seventh review down by LydiaB
http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/topic42028.html

Strengths/weaknesses: I sometimes have trouble drilling into the core of the story to critique (especially when it's the first part), though that typically gets better as I am more exposed to the story line. I also tend to be random, which can be either good or bad ;)

bobandbill
February 25th, 2009, 11:13 PM
Mira, you're approved, and added to the first post. You can start taking on people. =)

Also decided to add links to everyone's profiles in the first post as well. And just under the character limit too, apparently.

Abenti
March 4th, 2009, 11:02 AM
Title of Story: Pokemon Amber: The Untold Memoir
Fandom: Pokemon
Plot summary: A prequel fic centering around the never seen, never named, only mentioned once in the anime father of Ash Ketchum set about 10 - 12 years before the anime starts. Anthony "Tony" Ketchum, an 18 year old trainer gets disowned after an argument and heads towards the Kanto region to take the journey that he had only planned on doing before. Along the way he gains a traveling companion as well as two other pokemon other than his his first one that he had aquired eight years prior.
Genre: OT, Romance (due to the technicalities that the OT and companion falling in love/getting married by the end of the story).
Rating (PG, R, etc): On the general whole I attempt to do PG or milder.
Type of mentor needed: Plot, Comprehensive
Writing sample of story: The chapters I have posted up are located at http://pkmn.sailorchristmas.com/stories.php
Other: I've been writing/working on this particular fanfic for a few years, though I have had off and on fanfic writing for a number of years prior in the Sailor Moon fanfic department (though that's a whole different can of worms that I've yet to finish writing on). My greatest weaknesses writing wise would be plotlines (individually per chapter) and general overall follow through... More often than not I find myself not being able to follow through with a story idea once I find that I don't have someone to bounce ideas arround and/or get opinions or thoughts from.

bobandbill
March 4th, 2009, 08:05 PM
Added you, Abenti. Also a reminder to people who have found beta Readers to tell me if that's the case, please...

Micro
March 7th, 2009, 03:29 AM
Are the beta readers here only for pokemon fanfics?

bobandbill
March 7th, 2009, 04:01 AM
Are the beta readers here only for pokemon fanfics?
No - they can beta read stories from fandoms other than Pokemon, or also original writings (not based on any fandoms). Note of course that you'd be saying if your story if your story is a Pokemon one or not anyway in the form for clients (in the 1st post), and if it based on another fandom chances are not every beta reader here would be experianced with it.

So just mention it in the form, so that one can tell, and it'd be fine. =)

dream's-epilogue
March 9th, 2009, 03:40 PM
I've rewritten the first chapter in standard format in the fiction section! Rewrite of 2 coming soon!
Title of Story: Dark Reflections: Kain's Saga
Fandom: Pokemon
Plot summary: New Silver Isle is the intellectual's Eden; it is on this obscure isle that the greatest technology that shapes the world is born. The most brilliant minds in existence work here in secrecy, molding the world for the betterment of humanity. Yet this center of enlightenment has its darker side, as well; a young and hardworking scientist by the name of Dr. Kain R. Moriko falls asleep at work one stormy night, and awakens to a peculiar sight: he has somehow been transformed into a pokemon! Kain rushes to discover how and why he was transformed while trying to adjust to his new form. In the end, he and his new friends end up at odds with his former employer, but when a bloody incident from the company's past resurfaces, Kain is forced to question his own existence. Just who is he, and what exactly happened all those years ago...?
Genre: Adventure, mystery, sci-fi
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG13
Type of mentor needed: Concept & Flow
Writing sample of story: (See attachment)
Other: Well, this is my first time actually sharing my stories, so I need some help, just to make sure it's up to snuff. I don't want to post a story that no one'll like, so I just want someone to give my an idea of how it looks, and if there's anything I need to fix.
My Strengths: I'm pretty good at compromise and "what if"'s; I can take a particular situation and write it out pretty decently. I'm also decent at characterization. I can do comedy pretty well, particularly sarcasm.
My Weaknesses: Dialogue, hands down. That's why I'm using the script format; I have a very tough time writing out conventional dialogues, esp. if they are long or dry. When I do, they end up boring.

Tunaboy88
March 9th, 2009, 05:48 PM
I dont get it? :( Confusing!

Swift!
March 9th, 2009, 06:45 PM
I dont get it? :( Confusing!

It's simple, if you've written a story that you think isn't perfect, you can come here and get help on it.

bobandbill
March 9th, 2009, 10:26 PM
Added you, dream's-epilogue - only a link to your post though (character limits suck!). I dont get it? :( Confusing!
Well, as said by .Swift, it's a place where you can get help from people with your fic in proof-reading and all so it's of a higher quality when you post it. Also one can apply to be a Beta Reader.

If you do have questions, then like others have done, just PM or VM me. =)

bobandbill
March 10th, 2009, 09:34 PM
By the way, is this thread very active because it doesn't seem like a lot of beta readers are out there and active, since I say that 9 people need beta readers. oh and Do I contact one of the beta readers there or do I wait for someoen to contact me? or is it both? Well, it seems to be a problem with any beta reader thing on major boards in that there are many more clients than beta readers. (Looking at the one on serebii... O_o). Then beta readers have to juggle stuff with real life and all, and their own fics... Note though that quite possibly some people would have simply forgotten to have told me that they have a mentor now, and are hence still on the list.

And basically - you can either just wait for someone to contact you, or simply contact the Beta Readers and ask them if they could beta you and all (hence their profiles in the first post - allows you to see their style and all, so you can choose who you want/who you think will be of help to your story and all). =)

At any rate, I added you to the first post (once again - stupid apparent character limits....)

Heart's Soul
March 14th, 2009, 12:11 PM
Title of Story: The Eternal Warrior Saga!
Fandom: Pokemon
Plot summary:
Neo, the warrior of darkness, has returned to Ectureak City as it's part of his way to Mt. Silver. He wants to train more before meeting some of his fellow members, but meets a childhood friend in his abandoned house. He decided to go with her to train, and after that, the adventure of Neo begins as he learns and trains to see Astinus, Exis, and the rest.
Genre: OT, with Darkfic in the second one
Rating (PG, R, etc): 7+
Type of mentor needed: Plot and Grammar
Writing sample of story: This is from Chapter 11, not released as I post this.
“So, we all have a crystal shard in our possession, right?” a dark figure asked the other members. He was wearing a dark hood and wasn’t touching the ground at all. His face was unknown, but he had violet energy coming out of him, meaning that he was the warrior of darkness, just like Neo.

“That is correct. All shards are with us…”

“And… what if a person could… collect all of the shards?”

Everyone looked at the hooded figure and started laughing. Some fell onto the ground beside a stone with 6 hollow spots in it, which looked like a star of some sort. They were all laughing hysterically and just couldn’t stop while Coball was floating beside the laughing warriors. After everyone quieted down a person came to Coball.

“Listen, Coball, you know that all of us have the shards, is that correct? However, we all have them hidden so well, that nobody will be able to obtain their hands on them!” another person laughed. He was only 16 years old, but he was lucky to receive a crystal shard.

“Exis… I just want to know what would happen if everyone would obtain all the shards.” The dark figure, named Coball, asked him. He was giving out a bit more energy as the serious child, with his odd, golden hair, looked him straight into the hole where his face was.

“If one person were to obtain the shards… it would mean that the person must come to this uncharted and undiscovered island to obtain his prize. It is 1 wish of any choice.”

“I object to that!” another person screamed. His name was Sulf. The dull boy had bright red hair and was always sweating, due to the fact that he lives in sulfur caves that are inside a volcano in Hoenn. His eyes were yellow, which may have been a side effect from the fissures that he lived in.

“And how would that objection be possible?” Coball asked the red-haired kid.

“Very easy. It is not any 1 wish of your choice! This island isn’t undiscovered!” the idiotic boy screamed. It was very rare that he’d be smart enough to be objecting something. He was jumping around the island screaming the same thing over and over again as everyone backed away.

“Yes, Sulf, that is true… but Exis never was able to finish reacting to my subject.”

Exis looked at the two people and continued on “Well, the being produces 1 wish of your choice, that is true. However… It is not true that you can wish for practically anything! You just can’t wish for more wishes or to immediately capture that pokemon!”

Sulf stared at the teenager and the dark figure continuously, but he was still not sure what to believe. The island became quiet as the rest of the warriors started to leave. One teenage girl with light sapphire hair was walking on the water as it froze into ice under her legs. The marks on her face were very mysterious and were shining oddly as she went through the clear water ahead. A boy with blonde hair started to leave the island, but he didn’t walk on land at all. He started floating onto the absent air as he walked into the puffy and white clouds above. It was hard to see his face or body as light started to blind everything, until the clouds moved and blocked the sun. Lastly was a boy who was disappearing by harsh winds blowing him, splitting the golden-haired boy into miniscule particles, as he transformed into a blur and disappeared farther on.

Sulf was confused as he started to sweat. He wasn’t sweating any fluids, but magma, which engulfed the tall and dim child as he disappeared into nothing. He didn’t exist anymore, but there was a bit of lava where Sulf once were. The lava was shining and boiling with steam coming out of it. The lava was pulled down into the ground, even though the grass where the lava existed was not on fire, it was standing still and never changed colour at all.

“I am sure that he was confused and he left. I’ll need to talk to Sulf again, but he is far off from here.” Coball said to Exis, who just stared at the hole where his face was supposed to be. Coball was still floating around as he raised his hand. The hand started to emit shady light as a humongous portal opened up in front of Coball. Coball went through the portal, leaving Exis on the island all alone.

Other: I worked over a month on my book, and I am new to writing. This is my first fanfiction and it's also the best one I wrote. Part of it takes several years in the past.

bobandbill
March 14th, 2009, 04:05 PM
Added.

(And hey - I put that quote in my sig first! =P) (Best way to extend the character limit ever!)

Heart's Soul
March 16th, 2009, 08:16 AM
Really? I just read through the Fanfiction Lounge and I just thought it was hilarious. Now if Xanthine did that, PC would have to give up Fan-fiction, right?

~Night
April 15th, 2009, 09:53 PM
Title of Story: Moonlight
Fandom: Pokemon
Plot summary: An Eevee/Glaceon is born, and these are some of her most treasured memories, because no matter how bad or good they were, they led to her greatest moment.
Genre: friendship/bonding, sad story (one-shot)
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG
Type of mentor needed: Someone who can help me work out the boring parts, and that can make the story flow well. Also, please don't be nice when you give me advice.
Writing sample of story: You awaken, your eyes show only blurred colors, shades from all the rainbow. Your eyes finally adjust to the strange light. Your eyes are oddly blue, despite your brothers' and sisters' being brown. Your ears are bigger than your head, poofy fluffs with a lighter shade of brown at the tip. Your tail resembles your ears, stuck at the end of your tiny body, which your small legs are impossibly supporting. You are Eva. Eeeeeeeevaaaaaaaa. Not Ehva. Eva. You think. No one has told you your name. But then, no one decides your name but you. That is why you are Eva. Nothing else. Eva. Eva. Eva. You will be called Eva. Nothing else. Eva.– Your First Memory

You are lost in the snow, abandoned by your family, and looking for comfort and warmth. You are cold and shelterless. You hide in the puff of fur around your neck looking for warmth, but find none, your caramel colored fur being wet and covered in little white specks of snow. You find an icy rock, and cuddle next to it, as the rock seems to be the warmest thing in sight. You shiver. You try to sleep. Sleep doesn't come. You hope. You breath. You sigh. You press your nose to the cool, slippery rock. You close your eyes once more.

– Your Worst Memory



Other: I made my first story when I was in first grade and I have loved writing ever since. I wrote my first fanfiction here when I was nine and even though it was completely horrible, I now know that I want to be bestselling author when I grow up.

bobandbill
April 15th, 2009, 10:25 PM
Hum de dum. You are added. Dum de hum.

~Night
April 19th, 2009, 12:42 PM
I have a question: Do beta readers rewrite chapters or do they give suggestions?


Category - I'm pretty good with coming up with a plot for stories and using tone, though I can help with other things too

Genre specialty- I think I'm probably best in Romance, but I'll do any genre you ask.

Preferred method of contact - PM

Examples of writing - http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=175103 http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=145588 http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=139881

Examples of reviews/beta-reports: - http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4545556&postcount=2 http://www.pokecommunity.com/showpost.php?p=4561600&postcount=2

Strengths/weaknesses (optional): I'm good with spelling and coming up with vocabulary. My weakness is that I can't make chapters a whole lot longer.


~Night

bobandbill
April 20th, 2009, 04:02 AM
I have a question: Do beta readers rewrite chapters or do they give suggestions?Beta Readers are basically proof-readers - they just check the work, find what's wrong with it, why, and how to improve it, really. What the do depends on their category, but that's basically it... hmm. Get more of on the first post (or ask me questions), and then I'll see if I add you - just that we more want to add people who are sure on what they will be doing and what they are to do and so forth. Clear up any confusion you may have - better to be safe than sorry. =)

bobandbill
April 26th, 2009, 06:01 PM
*Has regained the ability to fully use PC on IE* Ok then - thanks for telling me, FlozenFlame, and ~Night, you're added as a Plot Beta Reader - feel free to take someone on. =)

larvitarsstealsouls
May 12th, 2009, 07:19 PM
Title of Story: Wally Wood: A Hoenn Adventure
Fandom: Pokemon
Plot summary: Wally’s journey through Hoenn, collecting Gym Badges, stopping the ‘good’ Team Magma from covering the Earth in land, and finding a lot more than Pokemon. Based strongly off Pokemon Sapphire.
Genre: Adventure/Action/Humor. I’m still on the fence about whether or not there should be romance.
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG-13, most likely.
Type of mentor needed: Comprehensive
Writing sample of story:
Other: I’ve been writing for about two years, and I still have a lot of room for improvement. This will be my first fanfiction, so I have no experience with stuff like this. I have most of an outline written, and I’m working on finishing the prologue. Once it’s done I’ll use it as the sample of my story. Sorry for not having it ready right now!


I’ll have to say my weaknesses are my lack of confidence in writing and moving the story along. As I start writing more, I’ll probably uncover more weaknesses. I think I’m decent at spelling, grammar, and word choice.

Thank you for reading! =]

Astinus
May 12th, 2009, 08:32 PM
All right, lavitarsstealsouls. I'll add you to the first post.

Mizan de la Plume Kuro
May 17th, 2009, 02:07 AM
In need of a Beta Reader. My fic has way too many grammar and language mistakes like Valentine kindly pointed out. I'm not going to be active on PC starting tomorrow -exams *sigh* -so anyone who wants to Beta my fic please feel free to take at least two weeeks to Beta my fic. Oh by the way if you want to Beta my fic also do me a favour and PM bobandbill -about being my mentor/beta- because of my absence, Sorry if its not allowed or if it's being rude.

Here's the specifications for my fic

Title of Story: Neo Groudon
Fandom: Pokemon
Plot summary: A Groudon and a boy are genetically or physically fused together. Now they’re on a vague Quest to find out more about themselves, why they became like this and possibly become separated. There is also a mysterious electric Pokémon to the mix yet to be revealed. He is still pretty much confused and slightly naive always listening to what Groudon tells him to do but this develops over the story. Currently, the story is on a not-so-suspenseful cliff-hanger.
Genre: Horror(because of blood), Science Fiction, Slight Humour(Sarcastic Groudon), debating whether there should be any romance.
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG-13, I guess, obscene language, violence and blood
Type of mentor needed: Language and Grammar (but don’t bug me on the plot unless necessary because it doesn’t all make sense in the beginning but will. Unless it’s really important)
Writing sample of story: Excerpt from Chapter 5-

Shino looks at me and at Kana expectantly, he doesn’t seem to be interested, but he acts as though he is. He’s probably bored.

“So what is this, Neo Groudon thing? What about this Infinity whatever what are they?” I ask impatiently.

“I don’t know much about The NG project but what I do know is it had something to do with you and a Groudon that they captured weeks ago. About the Infinity Conglomerate, they’re a group of companies under the Higher Ups who control 45% of the world stock market. They’ve even bought over Silph from Kanto and Devon right here in Hoenn. They also control some underground groups but I can’t remember their names.” She answers.

“Is there anyway, I can find out about this project.” I ask.

“Well…” she starts hesitantly, “there is a way, but it’s risky”

“Oh, I like risks” says Groudon inside my head.

“I’ll take it, I need to know how to get rid of this power, why am I like this?” I say.

“Like what?” she asks.

“You mean you don’t know, I thought you worked there since you were wearing that lab coat and all.” I say.

“Even I don’t know what this project was about. Dad only brought me on as a computer programmer at the facility. He never said much about what he did. Course he never found out about you since he was always at work so often. You never talked about your dad either. You were always reluctant to discuss him whenever I brought it up.”

“Well” I start, “I need to know that I can trust you before I tell you.”

“I swear, I’ve been your friend since you were five and you’re still as paranoid as ever. Well, you’ve always liked Fire Pokémon, and you lived in Mosdeep before I moved away to Rustboro. Does that answer your question?” she says with a smile.
Looking over at Shino I realise she’s right I do seem more attached to him since he joined me.

“Fine” I say, “I’ll tell you but keep this between us”

I take of my gloves and expose my hand, slowly I take the cold, untouched tea that was on the table and hold it one hand.
The tea starts to boil vigorously.

“How are you doing that!” she asks in amazement.

“I’m not sure, it has something to do with the Groudon inside me, fused with my soul.

“So that’s what it was about, but what was the purpose.” She says. “What else can you do!” she says suddenly excited.

“I’ll handle this” says Groudon.

I let Groudon have his way. My hands curl inwards and grow slightly larger; my nails grow longer and turn to become the trademark claws of Groudon, my hands feel superheated, electric sparks dance between the metallic claws. Not surprisingly Groudon is able to control the power to a certain degree and places his/my elbows on the table, interlock our fingers in the classic evil genius style and says with my vocal cords

“Hello there, Kana.” In a low throaty growl. “I’m Groudon, creator of Land”.
Groudon grins evilly to reveal a set of vicious razor sharp teeth/fangs. Kana is shocked; she seems to be backing away slowly from the vicious sight that is the fusion of man and Pokémon, the creation of man that is Neo Groudon.

Other: I don’t think of myself as a bad writer I’ve been writing since I was 6. However, whenever I use the computer to write, my stories/fics come out shorter than intended and have more mistakes than when it’s handwritten. Besides, Valentine suggested I should get a Beta Reader to catch logic and comma mistakes.

bobandbill
May 17th, 2009, 08:28 AM
Added you, Neo Groudon. Humdedum the deed is done.

JX Valentine
May 20th, 2009, 08:23 PM
Haha. Guess who's back in this thread for a second time? (My current beta has computer troubles that may or may not result in her needing to reformat her disc. ;_;)

Title of Story: Anima Ex Machina
Fandom: Pokémon
Plot summary: A meteor crash-lands near Fortree City, unleashing a parasitic alien pokémon that threatens all life on Earth. Meanwhile, a mild-mannered pokémon researcher with a penchant for being in the wrong place at the wrong time finds himself caught up in a tangle between humanity and the alien entity itself. Literally. With a new body, powers he can't entirely control, and no choice in the matter, he's forced to team up with a former cop and a traumatized young girl to fight for the future of the planet, but is he the key to humankind's survival or a pawn for its destruction?
Genre: Sci-fi, suspense, dark fic
Rating (PG, R, etc): R
Type of mentor needed: Proofreader, character, and/or grammar.
Writing sample of story: From the unbetaed eleventh chapter:

The wind blew to the north from the peak of Mt. Chimney, and because of that, clouds of ash drifted from the lava fields at its top to leave the fields to the east of Fallarbor coated in a thick layer of soft grayness. For some, it projected a feeling of tranquility with flakes falling like fresh snow gently to the earth. Others enjoyed rushing through it, brushing the green grass beneath it free from their dusty coats for a few precious moments. And for others, it was the ideal place to practice stealth, to hide among the ash piles for unsuspecting passersby – or, in the case of the occasional small pokémon, to hide from predators.

For that reason, it wasn't at all unusual for a spinda to wobble along and come in contact with a sandshrew. The latter's ears twitched, and he lifted his head to swivel his dark eyes towards the dancing bear. She stared at him for awhile with her spiral eyes, watching with a short giggle as the sandshrew rose to his haunches. One yellow paw reached down to the edge of his burrow in preparation for slinging some of the ash and dirt at the panda, but before he could, he turned his head away from her sharply, towards another form of commotion. Spinda turned herself in the same direction, just in time to see a cloud of dust rising in a zig-zag across the field not far away. A buzzing rose from it as it darted closer and closer to the two. With a pair of shrieks, the sandshrew and the spinda jumped into movement: the sandshrew frantically burrowed out of sight, while the spinda stumbled drunkenly away.

By some miracle, the cloud and the ixodida within it missed them both by a few seconds.

For the past three minutes, Bill had been in a frantic flight away from an attacker. It took two of those minutes to realize that perhaps flying low to gain cover by kicking up ash was a bad idea because it had the unfortunate side-effect of rendering him blind as well. The third minute was currently being spent trying to figure out how to gain altitude without slamming into the ground while at the same time avoiding obstacles he couldn't see. Needless to say, he quickly found he wasn't particularly good at the entire concept of flying.

Jerking to the side at the sight of a sudden shadow, Bill managed to miss a boulder by a few inches while at the same time clipping the ear of another wandering spinda with one of his wings. The latter tottered away with terrified cries while Bill found himself scrambling to regain balance. Unfortunately, physics won out, and he soon found himself tumbling head-over-heels for several feet as his wings uselessly beat against the ground. Finally, he stopped only by slamming his back upside-down against a rather large rock, leaving his legs in the air and his shoulders supporting him on the ground. For several moments, the impact left him silent as pain jolted through every part of his body.

"Remind me never to do that again," Bill murmured to Adam with a groan.

Slowly, he twisted, carefully pulling his legs back towards the ground as his hands pushed against the rock for support. He shakily rose to his feet and winced as he placed a hand on the small of his sore back. With shuffling movements, he turned just in time to see his pursuer hop into view.

The whismur stood a few feet in front of him. Her crossed eyes fixed on him as her small paws rose to her mouth. Bill froze, his eyes widening as he turned completely towards her. He lifted one hand, palm outward, as he backed against the rock.

"Now, hold on," he said. "I'm not ready to—"

She took a deep breath, opened her mouth as wide as possible, and screamed. Instantly, Bill yelped, covering his ears with both hands. The act left him without an anchor against the rest of the blast: the air itself as it vibrated in a wave. It crashed against him, launching him backwards, off his feet and into the rock behind him. He smacked into the hard surface and remained pinned until the whismur finally stopped. After that point, he fell limply to his knees first and then, finally, face-down into the ground.

Satisfied, the whismur closed her mouth. Bill turned his head, squinting as spots clouded his sight for a long while. He could vaguely make out colored blobs appearing in his line of vision, but it didn't register to him what they were until he heard a voice.

"How many does that make now?" Veronica asked. "Six?"

She knelt beside him. He heard something scrape – the sound of a cap twisting off the top of a bottle – just before ice-cold fresh water drenched his head. Jolting, he pulled away and struggled to force himself to his knees. He glared at her as he played with his soaked ear, trying to toy water out.

"Yes," he said dryly. "It's the sixth time. I never knew battling would be so difficult. Rosie's whismur is well-trained."

Veronica stood and capped the canteen. "Hmph. Don't blame the whismur for the fact that you're lame. It defeated you six times in a row, Bill."
Other: I've been writing fanfiction for a long while -- probably since 2000 or earlier. I can't entirely remember. The problems, however, lie in the fact that I sometimes don't notice the little things I do, like repeat myself or use one word when I actually mean its homophone. Likewise, I'm working with a lot of canon characters and science BSing in general, so I'll definitely need someone who can tell me not only whether or not a canon character (like Tracey) is recognizable but also whether or not my explanations and the things I'm doing actually make sense and are clear.

The fic has eleven published chapters (counting a prologue) so far and can be read here (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=155445). The only knowledge a beta I'm working with needs to really have is a basic knowledge of the games and anime as well as the storyline of the chapters thus far. (Yes, scientific know-how is not a requirement.) And if I'm not a nightmarish client enough, I also update on an erratic schedule but will promise to let you know before I send you a chapter that one is coming.

bobandbill
May 21st, 2009, 11:43 PM
Added you, Valentine. THE DEED IS DONE. =)

¡Chucho!
May 22nd, 2009, 09:19 PM
Title of Story: Untitled
Fandom: Pokemon
Plot summary: A Riolu from an alternate universe where Pokemon don't know moves arrives in Hoenn and needs to find a way to get back home.
Genre: Heroic Fantasy, some Humor (I hope)
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG
Type of mentor needed: Plot and Character
Writing sample of story: http://docs.google.com/View?id=dg45cd4x_9gghv7zf2
Other: I haven't written any Pokemon fanfics before.

bobandbill
May 23rd, 2009, 02:48 AM
Added you to the list, Shadow Ralts.

And on below posts, AdvancedK9 had already found a Beta reader, so..

Godot17
July 31st, 2009, 01:05 PM
Ok, I'm gonna give this another shot. So I will probably need a Beta reader.

Title of Story: Magic42 Incorporated

Fandom: Pokemon Canon Characters/Original Starting Trainer

Plot summary: Ash and his friends meet up with a starting trainer named Mac. They suddenly realize some people start to act strangely in Kanto. When they find the cause of this is a popular soft drink called Croca-Cola they try to invade the main factory since most law forces can't do much, but they soon see the problem is one of Croca-Cola's ingredient providers, Magic42 Incorporated. And that company is damn powerful.

Genre: Pearlshipping, Crude Humor,

Rating (PG, R, etc): PG-13 (Language, Crude Humor, Slight Sexuality)

Type of mentor needed: Comprehensive

Writing sample of story:

“Ash you mental retard! You had me so ****ing worried about you!” shouted Dawn. Realizing what she had done, she stepped back extremely disgusted at herself.

“Pikaaaa…” said Pikachu very confused, translation of “What the?”

“I…I’m so sorry Ash. But you can’t just mess with me like that! Couldn’t you just have whispered what you want to say to me while Brock is cooking lunch?” said Dawn.

“I expected you to slap me, to be honest,” replied Ash, “but I have to tell you something before Brock comes back.”

Suddenly, footsteps are heard in the distance. Ash couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

“Damn it! He’s back already?!” exclaimed Ash, “Arg! This is great! Just PERFECT!”

“Hey Ash!” shouted Brock from the distance, “I got some strong medicine for digestive regulation!”

Brock ran up to Ash and Dawn quickly, wondering why Ash is up.

“Ash? I thought your stomach was hurting.” said Brock.

“I… I don’t know, it just went away after a few minutes, just like that.” lied Ash.

“I know Ash, you had me worried there!” said Dawn with agreement.

Pikachu, thought a bit hastily, nodded in agreement.

“Wow, OK. I got the medicine in handy in case you get pain again, alright?” said Brock.


Other: I help and unofficially Beta another fic, I tried to write a few years ago, but apparently I had no skill for this. When my English teacher was being delighted with my story-writing, I decided to try fanfiction again. So that is what I am doing. I want to kick-start this fic before I start school on the 24th.

Houndour2004
July 31st, 2009, 01:24 PM
I deleted this Beta preview.

Haz
August 22nd, 2009, 02:50 PM
Title of Story: Blood of the Animals (BotA for short)
Fandom: Origianl fan-fiction
Plot summary: Four teengaers who are heirs of the Kruhas, an ancient race who could transform into animals, must race to save the world from an evil tyrant and his blood-thirsty mistress.
Genre: Horror with a bit of action.
Rating (PG, R, etc): R for having a bit of everything.
Type of mentor needed: Proof-Reader.
Writing sample of story:

Sixteen year old Hayley sprinted through the forest at an extremely fast speed, dodging the rocks and bushes in her way. She slowed to a stop and sat on a fallen log to catch her breath. She was an extremely beautiful girl with a round face, brown hair (that was once blonde) that sparkled in sunlight and entrancing brown eyes that seemed to always filled with happiness.

She had since abandoned high school. At the moment she wore tattered three-quarter jeans and a tank-top to cope with the hot, wet climate of the jungle. Bearing many cuts, scratches and scars, it was obvious she was tough, physically and mentally. But there was something most unusual about her. A bushy grey tail was sticking out of the top of her pants. Grey dog-like ears replaced her normal ones one her head. In front, strange brown goggles sat loosely.

A shot nearby made her turn her head. A shirtless boy, a bit older then her, held a rifle to his shoulder as he fired another shot. He blew his long blonde bangs out of his eyes to reveal his handsome face before ruffling his hair at the back with his free hand. He too had a tail except his was longer, thinner and spotted as were the ears sticking out of his hair. His piercing yellow eyes were impossible to ignore.

Other: I've been writing for five or so years but havn't really improved. I struggle with descrining and grammer so these are the areas I want to improve.

bobandbill
August 22nd, 2009, 04:13 PM
Updeated into the list.

As for those still there, if you have already found someone to take you on, or are no longer seeking a Beta Reader... please notify me.

Shinx
August 26th, 2009, 12:00 PM
Title of Story: Gold's Heart
Fandom: Pokémon
Plot summary: So yeah, it's basically just an adventure around Johto. Loads of new things etc. though.
Genre: Normal Pokémon genre? Adventure?
Rating (PG, R, etc): It's Pokémon, hardly anything vulgar. Whatever all ages is :P.
Type of mentor needed: Just a beta reader, someone to check each chapter over I guess.
Writing sample of story: If you're interested PM me for this.
Other: Been writing for a while I guess :/

bobandbill
August 29th, 2009, 03:08 AM
*reappears from mini break*

Added you, Alice. =)

*again motions for others to send him an update if their situation has changed*

Haz
August 29th, 2009, 03:18 AM
Could I change from seeking a comprehension beta-reader to seeking a Proof-Reader?

bobandbill
August 29th, 2009, 04:48 AM
Yep - updated. But since I have to link to your post for the more in-depth info *shakes fist at character limits*, you may also have to change it there as well.

Also, Alice. already found a Beta Reader, so no point offering to beta that story then. =P

Haz
August 29th, 2009, 01:10 PM
Oh yes, of course, I'll do that now.

Bay Alexison
October 8th, 2009, 09:35 AM
In need of a beta for an upcoming story here. D:

Title of Story: Heart of the Sea
Fandom: Pokemon
Plot summary: Damus is a Pokemon fisherman unable to grab a catch for sometime. When he gets the biggest catch of his life though, he didn’t know his pride would overtake him.
Genre: Drama/Parable
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG.
Type of mentor needed: Grammar and proofreader. I suck at grammar and always need someone else to look through it for me (though I do proofread my work a couple times). As for proofreader, I think I’m fine in other areas, but a second opinion won’t hurt.
Writing sample of story: Still a work in progress. :x
Luckily I’m not in the eye of the storm, Markus thought with a chuckle while seeing the chaos outside. Being soak and wet was not his idea of “fun.”

“Right now it’s forty five degrees with the wind at fifty five miles per hour and rain pouring down two inches above ground. Also, the clouds are moving pretty fast so the rain should be stop in a couple of hours.”

Betty saw that her husband was looking through the window, his face showing grief and concern. Not even the warm bath smell of her soup changed Markus’ emotion one bit. That was the least of her worries, though.

“Markus, why are you still looking through the window? Also, if you’re not watching the television anymore, why don’t you turn it off? You’re wasting electricity!”

“I can hear the television, can’t I?” Markus answered with a chuckle.

“Markus!” Betty yelled slowly, but in a harsh tone. She gave him with a stern look.


“Just joking, Betty. Anyways, I’m worried about Aries, his Shelgon, and Damus.”

Betty sighed and shook her head before continuing cooking dinner. Aries was Betty and Markus’s son and Damus was a Pokémon fisherman who is friends with both Markus and Aries. During the summer Aries would always go help with Damus on catching some fish. Usually Betty doesn’t approve of Aries going fishing with Damus because most of the time Damus can’t catch some seafood. She believed Aries could catch more Pokemon fishes alone then being with Damus. Sometimes Betty even believed that Damus was the most unlucky person ever.

“I don’t know why Aries would want to be with Damus. That man uses his Pokemon to faint the fish Pokémon he catches.”


Other: This is actually my very first Pokemon fic and I posted all of it at Serebii. However, I’m rewriting it now to post it at PC and a couple other forums. My grammar improved greatly from three years ago, but I still tend to make silly mistakes, so it would be great if I have a beta for the rewrite.

bobandbill
October 8th, 2009, 04:26 PM
Updated into the 1st post, Bay. =)

Haz
November 20th, 2009, 04:07 AM
Hey Bobandbill, I'm not writing my fic anymore and am not seeking that kind of beta reader anymore. Anyway here is my new beta seeking thingie :P

Title of Story: Shayla's Twilight

Fandom: Twilight saga

Plot summary: The rebellious vampire little sister of Edward, Alice, Jasper and the others returns unannounced one day after a year-long absent and the family wonders where she's been and what's she been doing. However she has changed alot and no longer the same sister. Can they help her? Follows the events of the books, just has my OC put into it, to "shake things up". It's also told from many charecter's POVs.

Genre: Fantasy/ Romance/ Teen or whatever Twilight is.

Rating (PG, R, etc): Probably T but leaning towards M in later chapters. Not really sure, there is violence mostly in the hunting and fight scenes and some swearing but it's mostly 'minor' words.

Type of mentor needed: Proofreader. I'm alot better with my writing now and just need another set of eyes to look over it.

Writing sample of story: I sit on the bed beside her, cross-legged. “Well, you know that when I first… changed, I had only tasted animal-blood.” I study her, predicting what her reaction will be. But she remains normal and just nods. “Yeah well, I was kind of selfish and for the past few weeks I had been having this ache inside of me. I couldn’t figure it out. I tried feeding more but it didn’t help.” I tried to get my words right, to try and make her understand.

“But it didn’t help like I said. But I spoke to Jasper. He said I was craving human blood.”

“Jasper said that?” Alice said, frowning. I knew she would slap him later.

“Do not blame him for what I did. It was just a theory that he thought up but little did he know that WAS the reason.”

“I knew I couldn’t control it for much longer so I headed up to Alaska for a few days. I stuck to the forests, staying away from human settlements. But once I lost control the first time, it was too hard to resist.” My voice is bitter as I speak.

Other: I decided to write this one after my failed original fic Blood of the Animals and my even bigger fail, my HP fic (it was so bad it didn't even get posted here.) I've gotten a lot better and I want to get even more so.

bobandbill
November 26th, 2009, 02:08 PM
Whee updated sorry for some of the delay was away on holiday/forgot. t_t But done all the same.

Giratina ♀
November 27th, 2009, 07:04 AM
Well hello again, Beta Thread! I missed you so much, yes I did, yes I did~

Title of Story: Delta Species
Fandom: Pokémon
Plot summary: When one young victim of 'Because Destiny Said So' is pulled away from his Pokémonless region and forced into the shoes of savior of the Pokémon kingdom (along with a very varied cast of traveling companions), he discovers that maybe the rest of the world - or at least the region of Holon - isn't all to be feared after all...
Genre: Trainer Journey
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG, if only for one character who flings asterisks around like shuriken stars.
Type of mentor needed: I would like a Plot beta reader to make sure that my story's plotline (which, admittedly, has a lot of it laid out due to the nature of the plot) doesn't start getting too bland.
Writing sample of story:

A young boy sat slumped in his seat, watching the rain continue its attempt to be as loud as it could while crashing against the window. Limp brown hair flopped against the glass, letting gravity take over entirely. His face was set in a thoughtful frown, and though dull blue eyes watched water pound upon glass he never really paid it any mind. He had average height and build, though it was difficult to tell from his current scrunched-up position. Overall, the sort of boy you expect to be cautious and unwilling to try new things. Of course, he was actually something like that, but his thoughts were upon clearly more important things.

Like Pokéballs, for instance.

‘Come on, Casey,’ the boy silently scolded himself, ‘quit thinking about that! It’s over! It’s going to get found and I never even touched that thing and nobody can possibly link its appearance to me!’

Casey, you see, was a kid with a dilemma. That morning, while waiting for this very bus to arrive to drive him to school, he had found an extremely disturbing object sitting underneath some nearby shrubbery. It was an object about the size of a softball, colored red and white with a black stripe running around the center. Commonly known as a ‘Pokéball’ or ‘Poké Ball’, it was a manmade object designed for the capture and control of animals known as Pokémon.

Both Pokémon and the objects that tame them were fully and entirely illegal in the fine land of Calda.

Other: The first story I posted that I care to remember was posted on the 'net on September 8, 2008 (it was Metal Coat).

bobandbill
November 27th, 2009, 04:41 PM
Updated ye into it, whoose. Hopefully you don't have to wait long... =/

SkyBlue
December 12th, 2009, 01:34 AM
Category: The Comprehensive type. Yeah, I do 'em all.
Genre specialty: Humor, romance, anything. Except horror.
Preferred method of contact: E-mail. I have two: [email protected] and [email protected]
Examples of writing:
http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=202257 (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=202257)
http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=201481 (http://www.pokecommunity.com/showthread.php?t=201481)
Examples of reviews/beta-reports: I...uh...I haven't gotten any reviews or reports yet. Even on FF.net.
Strengths/weaknesses (optional):
My strength is being able to point out spelling mistakes. I have this thing for hating myself when I misspell something by accident. I try not to sugarcoat what's wrong in a fic, and I believe I know a Mary-Sue when I see one. I also like to give constructive advice.

My weakness? I'm scared to heck of ghosts. Why do you think I added "except horror" up there? I'll only do the ghost thing if it's also humorous. And I tend to be a bit...weird.

bobandbill
December 12th, 2009, 03:02 AM
^ Hmm, it sounds like your saying you haven't gotten any reviews? Idk if that's the case, but what is meant is that we need reviews by you submitted to other people's stories - examples of you doing the mistake-finding, correcting, analysis/thoughts on a story, etc.

And if you mean you haven't made any that are currently available... then it's kinda hard to judge without any reviews or reports to go on, and it is a requirement for all beta readers to show they can give correct constructive criticism... but that can be easily fixed! =P There's no need to rush, but please submit a few reviews to people's stories around here (or ffnet, etc), and make sure they include all areas (plot, spelling, etc) if you are going for a Comprehensive Beta Reader position. (Or if you'd rather focus on a specific aspect in your reviews and go for a different beta reader you can as well, or if you're lacking in a few areas but show you can review on other parts - say, grammar - thoroughly then you'll become a different Beta Reader). Basically, I'm afraid we can't judge without some reviews by you to see, that's all.


ON ANOTHER IMPORTANT NOTE - I'll be redoing the Beta Thread soon due to it getting cluttered (only one post to work with = annoying) and a bit old. So if you are a client still waiting or a beta reader, please contact me if you still want a beta reader/to be a beta reader with the new version. I'll do PMs later and once I get some feedback from a good numbr of you I'll redo this thread (same system, but if you have any suggestions, feel free to pass them on to me and/or Astinus).

SkyBlue
December 12th, 2009, 03:34 AM
Okay. Guess I'd rather be a client.

Title of Story: Operation Confession
Fandom: Pokemon manga: Pokemon Special/Adventures
Plot summary: Red and Yellow have always been a little...into each other. They just don't like to say what they really feel. Well, with the help of the other Pokedex holders, Green's going to change that...Maybe it's time they did take a vacation in Sinnoh.
Genre: Humor and romance.
Rating (PG, R, etc): PG. Expect gratuitous amounts of Green's trademark evil schemes. And funny ghosts.
Type of mentor needed: Plot and character beta reader. I plan to have an OC.
Writing sample of story:

Green could not believe that it had been a few years since Red saved Yellow from a rampaging Dratini. She also could not believe that time had passed since Yellow rescued Red from the Elite Four.

And she could not believe that they still hid their feelings after all this time!

Green now paced the floor of her house as Platinum, her boyfriend Diamond, and their hyper friend Pearl (visiting from Sinnoh) read books (in Dia's case, munched on a book-shaped cookie).

Ruby and Sapphire, a new item, were arguing over who had the best Pokemon.

Gold, Crystal and Silver were reflecting on the past (and laughing at Crystal's "AAAHHH! PUNKS!").

Blue was trying and failing at making Poffins. Everyone could hear the "Stupid Poffins!" and "AAAAUUUGGGHHH!!!" coming from the kitchen.

Emerald was thinking up pranks.

Green, however, didn't notice. She was too absorbed in what she was thinking up. Then...

"I can't stand their being insecure anymore!" she cried out. "I think I'll bring them together..."

All the color drained from Gold's, Crystal's and Silver's faces. They knew exactly what Green was talking about.

So did Blue. "Green..." he warningly yelled out. "NOT AGAIN!"

Platinum raised an eyebrow. "Why are you so worried?" she asked.

Green had on that weird, Cheshire cat face on again. Somehow it never failed to slip onto her face when she was scheming.

"It's the Cheshire Grin. When Green has it on...you'd rather not know," Crystal hastily explained.

"Think about it. Have you seen Yellow so nervous when not around Red?" Green suddenly asked.

Platinum shook her head. Dia raised an eyebrow and shrugged. Pearl rolled his eyes towards the ceiling. Gold shuddered at the thought of Green being right yet again. Crystal swore words under her breath. Emerald kicked the couch so strongly that it flipped. Silver learned a few words from Crystal. Ruby and Sapphire's mouths hit the floor.

And Green? "AUUUGGGHH! IT BURNED! NOW I HAVE TO START OVER!!" He was concentrating on those Poffins.

"And how about Red? Have you seen him NOT blush when around Yellow?"

Same reactions. Different people (except for Blue, who was still cooking Poffins and was now complaining about how they spilled easily).

"Ha! I knew it. They like each other! You've seen it, you've felt it, you've known it since you first met them! So you're all gonna help me!" Green proclaimed, grinning maniacally.

It was at this point that everyone, except for Dia (who ate faster) and Platinum (whose eyes went wide), screamed. Yep, even Blue in the kitchen with the Poffins.
Other: I've been writing since I was eight. I made scripts ripped off of episodes of my favorite series, calling them sequels. I was eight, hello! Then, I stumbled upon FanFiction.net, and the rest is history.

My strength is being able to describe things when I feel like it. Often, though, I have to see it in my mind's eye first.

My weakness is...well...sometimes I accidentally bring characters out of their personalities. OOC, if you know what I mean. Sometimes I overdo one trait of a character. I'm not very good when it comes to making OC's...

bobandbill
December 12th, 2009, 05:08 AM
..ok then. Added to the first post and all.

In case people only read the last two posts:

ON ANOTHER IMPORTANT NOTE - I'll be redoing the Beta Thread soon due to it getting cluttered (only one post to work with = annoying) and a bit old. So if you are a client still waiting or a beta reader, please contact me if you still want a beta reader/to be a beta reader with the new version. I'll do PMs later and once I get some feedback from a good numbr of you I'll redo this thread (same system, but if you have any suggestions, feel free to pass them on to me and/or Astinus).

Yay repetition. =D

Giratina ♀
December 13th, 2009, 08:03 AM
Do we post in this thread? Anyway, I'd like to submit the application for Delta Species in the new thread.

bobandbill
December 13th, 2009, 02:33 PM
Posting here is fine, or just PM/VM me. Anyways cheers for letting me know.

If you want to make a new application then do so in this thread for now, giving people a week's notice first about the new one before it is made.