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A useful tool for writers

A useful tool for writers: The Random Name Generator.

I just set it to create 50 male names and worked out the names of all the character for Unions and Intersections from the list it gave me.

I hate creating character names, so that made it a hell of a lot easier.

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elfs
Dec. 5th, 2007 03:33 pm (UTC)
If there were source code, I could write a script (in Perl, Python, Ruby, or C#-- take your pick!) that could spit out fifty of those at will.

I have a set of tools on my writing laptop for generating names. It has about 20,000 names categorized by sex and cultural origin. By default, it just gives me ten names so I can pick one for a character. I can say, "Give me twenty women's names from Hindu" or "Give me ten men's names from Shakespeare." It's very useful.

I've been thinking about adding a markov chain front-end, so I can say "Give me ten men's names generated from a linguistic analysis of syllable patterns of both Nigerian and Danish."
halloranelder
Dec. 5th, 2007 11:17 pm (UTC)
Yes, but you're a super-geek. :)
lokicarbis
Dec. 6th, 2007 12:07 pm (UTC)
So this is how you generated your name?
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