norcumi: (RexObiChibi)
A basic primer for those new to the madness, and those who want a refresher on all the things we've got going on! Known universes (...or as many as I can get in one sitting), and details as have been released into the wild! :D Will be updated as things get out there, and I remember. ^_^ Listed ships are as known to the public as of this time. Spoilers are possible, but trying to keep it to as minimum as you would get from the tags. In no particular order.

Overview: We (myself and Dogmatix) mostly write in the Prequel Trilogy and Clone Wars eras, with minor forays into the Original Trilogy and very little to do with Rebels (neither of us have really seen it). We're mad about clones, and I ship Rex and Obi-Wan like whoa. I'm open to pretty much anything, but I've a HUGE weakness for my favorite pair. Obi/Qui, and Anakin/Padme are also common

Balance: Obi-Wan dies on Naboo, not Qui-Gon. Distraught by his padawan's death, Qui-Gon falls and uses the Dark side to kill Maul, and then he leaves the Jedi Order. He is Dark, and he goes searching for the greater Darkness in the galaxy -- and the Sith Master who is responsible for Obi-Wan's death. Tumbl tag: on Balance eating my brain. Ships: Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan, mostly unrequited.

AWOL: so many pre-requisites. Not there yet. Desperately want to write this NOW. Tumbl tag: AWOL

Unintended Consequences
: so many pre-requisites. Not there yet. Started it anyways. Rex and Obi-Wan hook up after Christophsis, and start building a relationship in the middle of the war. Tumbl tag: unintended consequences. Ships: Obi/Rex.

Green Squad: so many pre-requisites. Not there yet. Tumbl tag: green squad

Chibi!Verse: so many pre-requisites. Not there yet. Tumbl tag: chibi!verse

Lady of the Suns: When Qui-Gon takes Anakin from Tatooine, he gets attacked by Maul -- and the Jedi get a helping hand. Then things get REALLY complicated. Tumbl tag: lady of the suns

Through a Mirror Darkly: Taking the Jedi Apprentice series in a whole new direction. Tumbl tag: SithVerse. Ships: nothing current

Star to Steer By: Star Wars crossed with Stargate SG-1. Yes, I know that shouldn't work. Dogmatix is brilliant and found a way. Tumbl tag: star to steer by and star to steer by headcanon. Ships: Anakin/Padme/Fives (...it's...less odd in context ^_^ ) Supplemental fic

Blackest Circle: Mustafar goes differently. Dark!Obi-Wan, Dark!Anakin. (With Flamethrower! :D) Tumbl tag: blackest circle. Ships: Anakin/Padme

Ghosts of 66: a so far unconnected set of stories of clones and their Generals. As it says on the tin. Tumbl tag: ghosts of 66. Ships: Anakin/Padme, Obi/Ace!Rex if you squint, but you really have to be looking for it.

Modern Dance: (...definitely needs a decent name by the time it goes to print) A SW modern AU. Rex is a cop. Obi-Wan is the private eye he has to arrest for perving at a dance club -- even if it WAS for the investigation. Things only get murkier from there. Noir, paranormal weirdness, and who knows what else will turn up. Tumbl tag: moderndanceAU. Ships: Obi/Rex (A LOT). Anakin/Padme.

Unmasked: On the back burner. It involves a lot of masks. Tumbl tag: unmasked. Ships: Obi-Wan/Cody

Hard Reset: Darth Vader, with classic Hollywood amnesia. Add angst and Flamethrower (<3). Tumbl tag: amnesia vader. Ships: Anakin/Padme

Analemma Overlay: so many pre-requisites. Not there yet. Tumbl tag: analemma overlay

Nightsisters: During Anakin's Trial of Solitude, things go horribly awry. Genderbending, trans characters, femslash, and all sorts of interesting things we don't get to work with nearly often enough. Tumbl tag: nightsisters and nightsisters AU. Ships: none yet

norcumi: (Guilty Spark 343)
...fuck. conflicting family visiting options, within a very limited time window, and somehow IT'S A WEEK FROM FUCKING CHRISTMAS.

....can I just stay in Pittsburgh and hide until the holidays are over?

All the Fic

Dec. 1st, 2015 01:45 am
norcumi: (daemon!)
So it's occurred to me that a list of the tumblr fic I've written would be useful.

...I suspect this might be a touch quixotic. We shall see.

...and after finding out I do not in fact know how to use this platform, we're going with a placeholder that shall be slowly updated. Yay for competence! :D


Good Morning -- Anakin. Padme. Morning on Naboo. Fluff without plot. (Quasi-canon verse)

Saving Face -- Plo Koon had a simple, easy diplomatic mission to make. It was to his species’ homeworld, so Wolffe was content to let his General go with just one clone escort. What could go wrong? (canon compliant)

3 times Plo Koon almost lost his mask, and 1 time that he did -- Like it says on the tin. Character insights and fluff with a touch of angst and at least a little bit of a lightsaber fight, because hey, Jedi. References events in Saving Face, which may or may not be needed to understand. (canon compliant)

Sheev -- Flamethrower requested "I just want to read a fanfic where the heroes discover that Palpatine’s first name is Sheev, and they’re too busy laughing about it to really be overly concerned about the spitting, indignant Sith who really wanted that secret to remain buried." (random crackverse)

Eldritch Plo thing -- Imagine the Wolfpack as a group of six identical brothers, who move with their harried father and snarky mom to an old house out in the country when they’re maybe five or six years old. There’s a nearby house that’s like, completely run-down and just about falling apart. They hear local stories about the monster/ghost/whatever that lives there, so of course they end up daring each other to spend the night there. (modern AU)



to be edited when I am not distracted by shiny:
Break Fic -- master list, ought to do individual entries
The Frying Pan Thing --

whee

Jul. 6th, 2014 10:17 pm
norcumi: (just gonna lie here awhile)
I have survived CONvergence. I got a fairly potent case of concrud, leading to a fun fever through closing ceremonies and a cough that just won't quit.

wheee.

Worth it, though. Totally. Worth it.
norcumi: (Snarl)
TW: rape, misogyny, assault.

My aunt drives me up a frikkin' wall. I need to stop reading facebook; it's pretty much there for the birthday alerts and that's it, but my aunt, man. She's the one who doesn't check Snopes, and starts freaking out about this latest craze, or that particular impossible thing, quick, send this on to five people or bad luck will befall you for YEAAAAAARS.

And granola. Health food stuff. Ok, you want to live healthy, by a specific definition of healthy (which may or may not apply to others), and spread gifs of inspirational sayings and how this guru can lead you to peace and prosperity and she's an ally for any cause that crosses her feed.

Today broke me. I've been getting more involved in feminist areas lately (no links; I'm too emotionally worn down to share, sorry), and the sheer expenditure of Care is exhausting. But today, my aunt posted a like of a link: Ridiculous: Teen Girl Claims She Was “Shamed” by School After Being Sent Home for Violating Dress Code, by the Forward freakin' Progressives (note to self: not living up to their name). The sheer amount of internalized misogyny and slut shaming just... broke me, and so I share with you the rant that might, hopefully, at least get some interesting reactions on my FB wall. Or better yet, get some twerps to unfriend me, which could be interesting fallout. Lifted verbatim:


So this passed through my feed and sent me into a frothy rage, since I've been like that lately on feminist issues. I of course can't find who it was who linked it in the first place, so I don't know if they were for this, or thought it was a load of manure.

Because it is. Hey, guess what, you get a rant today!

This author is absolutely out of line, and all the interesting bits of information are missing from the article. To save you time (feel free to check me, I'm not offended), there's a 15 year old who wore shorts to school that didn't pass the dress code - it's not said precisely HOW, though the author goes on about length requirements like "standing up and are your shorts longer than where your fingertips are", which seems to be a fairly common practice. The girl was told to change, she refused, and apparently this author thinks that her protesting this is whining and being out of line.

Bull. Shit. This article skips SO MANY interesting points I want to throw things, and my blood pressure can't handle researching this. First off! There's absolutely no comment about if this practice about length is actually in the school code, or if it's casual rule of thumb people use. If it's in the school's dress code, I'm displeased but can accept it with caveats. But the accusation that " So what if they made her stand up in class to see if her shorts were long enough, then informed her that she needed to change? Oh the horrors she must have experienced!" - YES! Guess what, you're talking about a FIFTEEN year old girl told to stand up in class, demonstrate to everyone that the teacher thinks that the presence of her bare legs are going to incite all the local boys in eyeball range into an unmitigated lust and leave them unable to learn anything, because ZOMG, NEKKID SKIIIIIN! This. Is. Slut Shaming. This is rape culture. This is saying she deserves whatever she gets because she was dressed (oh my, or NOT!!!) in a certain way, so for the good of the fellas in the classroom she needs to go and get proper, as our Victorian predecessors so deemed Reasonable.

Funny. I like to think guys are reasonable people, who have at least half a brain and can control themselves and learn in an environment where someone is trying to survive the heat like, oh, everyone else there. And innit funny how no one ever talks about how the lesbians in the room might feel about all dem legs shown off? They obviously won't be able to study either because of being overwhelmed by lust. But wait, no, it's going to be the implication to the outright statement in the article that "have we reached a level with the “PC police” where it’s wrong for males to even be sexually attracted to females anymore" - YES. YES YES YES YES IT IS when that becomes an excuse to tell anyone female that they need to be ASHAMED OF THEIR BODIES BECAUSE OF WHAT IT WILL LEAD OTHERS TO DO. HI THIS IS STILL RAPE CULTURE.

The article leaves out any comment about if others were told to do the finger-length check, because this is an occasionally subtle bit of misogyny. How many others had to go through this process? Were there any guys who had to check their shorts length? Or was it only the chicks? See, the ladies aren't going to get all flustered over a fella showing some leg, but the men are, so we need to be going around and looking at fifteen year old girls' legs, to figure this out in the first place.

Why? Why did the teacher make this call in the first place? Are you saying the teacher was too distracted by the fifteen year old showing off too much leg? After all, as the author of this piece of filth declares, "short shorts on women are actually derived from styles women wear to show off skin – often to attract men" -- because the ONLY reason someone would wear something so scaaaaaandalous is because she wants dudes to check her out, not, ya know, because it's warm out. Or comfortable. Or because she likes it. It's alllll about the men. No. No, and no, and no. The male gaze is not the only thing there is. There is the fact that, for whatever reason, this girl wanted to wear a particular style of clothes that does not violate local nudity laws, it is TOTALLY ambiguous if it violates local school dress code, and it's absolutely unclear how balanced those dress codes are. Stop and think for a moment. How many dress codes are for guys, and how many for the ladies? Slouchy pants showing off your underwear - both genders, but who's going to get called on it, sent to the office or home to change? Offensive slogans/shirt designs - both genders, but funny how often I recall seeing hate speech against women on shirts back in the day. Length of pants and skirts - chicks. Transparency of clothes - chicks.

Honestly, I'm not sure I recall any other codes other than stuff involving jewelry in gym class; if there's something else it's too long ago for me.

The article continues to be offensive, by pointing out that "she’s trying to turn it into a “boys are the problem” argument", which no, she's not. She's even quoted in the article as saying "I was in violation for showing my legs. And that, point blank, is a problem for me" - not because of the boys, but because of the sexism in the system. How many fellas were told to stand up and do the same? How often would that happen?

Guess what? Article doesn't even go there, it just keeps calling this girl immature. Let's lift a whole paragraph and dismantle the sexism in it!

"Instead, what this girl tried to do was make this about “fixing boys’ behavior” (of seeing women as sexual objects) instead of what it is really about and that is schools having an established dress code to maintain a slightly more “professional” level of attire to be worn by students. Not only that, adhering to some kind of dress code teaches a small lesson that in the real world, you’re not allowed to wear whatever you want when you go to work."

Noooo, you don't get to decide what to wear to work, but let's look at the implications. If a man doesn't dress according to a work code, he's what, sloppy? Insolent? Doesn't care enough about his work to put in the effort? His pants are too short, he needs to go to a tailor. He's not wearing the right colors, or shorts instead of pants, he's unprofessional - and yet how many guys can skirt that line anyways, where a woman can't?

This woman's skirt is too short. She's slutty. Her shirt is too low. She's too casual (like a hooker). She's not sloppy, she's indifferent and not trying. This, ladies and gentlemen, is a double standard. Slut shaming yet again. The reason(s) WHY the dress code exists, and the implications of violations of them, are the key issue, not if a "teen" - which is always used as a pejorative in this article, yet another problem since while everyone knooooows that no one has ever had a reasonable opinion before turning 20 - decided to WHINE.

Women are not the problem. Men are not the problem. WHINING is not the problem.

The problem is a system of oppression, that says a woman who doesn't neatly fit within outdated lines of behavior or dress is responsible for the behavior of men who can take their behavior as a signal to misbehave, to treat women as chattel and targets of opportunity for crimes and hatred that by any other perpetrators, and to any other victims, would be hate crimes of monumental proportions. It happens all the time, everywhere. We all endorse it, one way or another at various times, by staying silent, by not speaking up, by saying she dressed like a slut so she got what was coming to her, or I'm not a girly girl as if that's some kind of crime. We do it by saying boys will be boys, and allowing them to get away with targeting women for whatever the hell today's atrocity is, of whatever size, great or small. We do it by thinking when a woman says no, or she's not interested, she's playing coy, and all you need to do to make your case is persist, and put in enough kindness tokens that sex comes out.

We do it by internalizing that women have radically different standards of expectations upon them, and that clothes and lack thereof can drive otherwise reasonable fellas to unthinkable acts - except it's so damn common, it's hardly unthinkable.

It's what we expect.
norcumi: (daemon!)
Pairings: Phil/Clint, Peggy/other are BFFs

I get some of the weirdest (best?) ideas at unholy in the morning (for me), particularly when the weather is too warm.

I want fic. I've seen one where Peggy Carter and Susan Pevensie know each other somehow, and I'm not sure I could find it again, but it was something about friends from school or something.

I want fic where Susan has left England and gone to America to get away from her memories, and somehow fallen into applying for a position as a personal assistant. Peggy has had it up to here with fluffheads who will panic when under fire, so she's made her interview process as harsh as possible (though the current head of SHIELD won't allow her to hold the interviews in the middle of the obstacle course, the wanker). Peggy starts lecturing her potential aides on the difficulties of the job, not just filing papers and scheduling meetings, but diplomatic roles, and working with people who will die. "You will lose people. And when that happens-"

"You deal with it as a queen." And Peggy looks up, really looks at the serene, surprisingly unflappable girl across the desk, the one with lipstick as perfect and red as Peggy's own, and sees the sorrow of lifetimes, and wars, and loss. While Susan doesn't know it, she just got herself hired.

"Who did you lose?" Peggy's finally less than brusque, and while it is not offensively soft, she knows how delicate the question is.

Susan doesn't hesitate. "My parents, my brothers, my sister, our cousin, his lady friend, a surrogate father, and his lady friend." She doesn't talk of her people, of how Aslan tore her and her siblings from their homes twice, returning them without the years they earned and then a thousand years too late to help anyone they had ever known.

But Peggy understands at least some of this. She makes Susan work for the position, and doesn't mind the younger woman's penchant for a bow and arrow rather than a gun (and Su is absolutely no slouch there!), and they spend many years terrorizing SHIELD and idiots who think women are less than men in any way.

I then wanted this fic to tie into the Coulson is Peggy's son trope, but the dates don't quite line up, and THEN I realized why the HELL isn't Susan his mother?

That's right kids, Phil Coulson was raised to respect a bow, to be at least as deadly with a sword and bow as a gun or his bare hands (and all the gods help the poor boy when his Aunt Peggy sits him down to train him in the more dastardly arts and/or how to appear innocuous until you entirely destroy your enemies). His mother makes sure he knows that redemption is possible, that no matter what foolish decisions you make, even if you help the Dark you can return to the Light, and that even without full hope or devotion to a higher power, she knows for a fact that death is not necessarily an end.

It's no surprise that Hawkeye catches his attention. It is hardly a surprise that the archer who can be redeemed is someone he saves, and stands by him through anything. And as their friendship deepens, and seems to be heading towards... something else, Clint is very surprised one day to go down to the tiny archery range to find someone is already there. A slim woman, thinning hair as silvery as the wood of her bow, is almost idly picking off targets with the kind of skill he hasn't seen in aaages, and while she's not as good as him - not too many people are - it's clear that at least some of that is age slowing her down (a little) and arthritis "being a bit of a bastard" as she so wryly informs him.

Clint doesn't even realize that Phil's mom was scoping him out until he's giggling in awe about it to his handler days later. He gets to watch as Phil's eyes narrow, and Coulson just holds up a hand, picks up the phone, and quietly makes a call informing "Mom, I do not need you to test my agents. Hawkeye is my responsibility, and I thought that we agreed you would stay out of my business. What do you mean that wasn't business? This is one of our newest, greatest assets and you just happened to be -"

Clint gets a blushingly good overview of his abilities, and even though he's not able to hear the other end of the conversation, he at least gets that Phil's Mom approves of him.

That's when he starts pursuing Phil with a purpose.

Clint and Susan keep meeting up for archery playdates, including a paintball/nerf version stalking each other in the wild or an indoor obstacle course, both of them giggling like loons and loving every minute of it. Phil probably swings by to see who the hell booked the course with Hawkeye, gets shot by both parties, and leaves only to return with his own weapons and make a very good showing of himself. There is probably mad makeouts at the end of this, or afterwards, because Clint had no. Frikking. Idea that Phil knew how to use a bow other than a basic "you hold this, the pointy bit that goes into other people gets slotted here, and pull the string".

I'm not sure how Aunt Peggy checking up on the quality of young Phil's paramour goes, other than the notion of it makes me giggle. Aunt Peggy, after all, collected all the Captain America memorabilia that she could after the war, because Steve would have thought it was either hilarious or embarrassing, and either way she'd get a lot of mileage out of it. Some of these things - like the collector's cards - she kept pristine. Others made lovely toys for her honorary nephew, who became just as much a fan of Cap - Steve - as she is. So she's fond of the boy.

I want to see what happens when Clint pulls in Natasha, and both Peggy and Susan are called in as "safer" to interact with the Widow who might not appreciate men in power being her primary handlers, and all of them going down to a range and being badasses together. I want to see Susan cautiously scoping out Steve, both to satisfy her curiosity as to her best friend's old love and to gather intel for Peggy. I want Steve to be a gentleman and drawing her art, first of the world they remember and then a world she cautiously tells him of, where there are gallant talking mice and beautifully cruel talking lions and every kind of creature inbetween. By the time she goes to tell Peggy about Steve and how he's doing, she's a little bit in love with him herself.

She never tells Peggy, and Peggy probably knows anyways, and neither of them treat each other or Steve any differently.

I want to read about a young Nick Fury getting irate with Those Women, and Peggy and Susan facing him down, with matching scarlet lipstick and old fashioned nylons - seams perfectly straight above deadly high heels (admittedly never as high as Pepper's, who has a superhuman ability when it comes to footwear). Fury loses, but is the better for it.

I want to read about a young Pepper, first handling Tony unholy Stark, and finding an old friend of the family has come to visit and Ms. Carter and her assistant Ms. Pevensie are wonderful, terrifying, and very fun to go out and get drunk with. They start a barfight, and win. Pepper retains her shoes, though all the ladies are disheveled after a good brawl.

Mind you, I still love the thought that Phil's dad is Kay from MIB, and it was a bit of an inadvertent fling that neither party meant to go anywhere, and the two agencies are a bit cool towards each other, and both Phil's parents are beyond polite and make a game of Who Cracks the Impossibly Perfect Government Agent Stone Face First.

Phil wins every time there's a family gathering, and Clint has declared himself Official Referee and thus the one to keep this damned game from going on for weeks. Peggy has started helping him, and acknowledges that he's her boss when this happens.

I want to read how Kay is supportive, but they're not married and there's some sort of MIB crisis when the kid is due so it's Peggy in the room holding Susan's hand as she gives birth, it's those two who first greet Phil. Kay is happy and proud, but the ostensible parents regularly in Phil's life are Susan and Peggy. Susan names her son, gives him both names, and perhaps she is remembering people in her other life (fun with names!).

She tells Peggy once, of magic and wardrobes, and Peggy tells her of science and a boy who was the sweetest kindest man who suddenly became the strongest hero she ever met. They believe each other. They don't need to commiserate often, mostly they bring out a pair of special drinking glasses and a special alcohol for the bad occasions.

I suspect they hook up at least once, though I don't know if it sticks. Even if they do, it's quiet and low key, as is their friendship - unless they have a row, in which case they end up quite loud, icily cold, and possibly swinging swords at each other.

They're back to normal within 24 hours, every time, and always, ALWAYS unquestionably professional in front of others.

They are glamorous, they are powerful, they are as sisters, they are clearly Queens.


edit: I also want to see Susan seeking out Thor, giving him a narrow eyed look and INTERROGATING the poor man about godhood, and the nature of power, and how he treats followers in both a practical sense and the religious sense. She leaves satisfied and speaking with an archaic lilt, and for weeks afterwards - until he’s acting naive and particularly boneheaded - he’s her favorite. When he does goof, she’s there and chewing him out as equals, or perhaps superior, and unlike anyone else she makes it stick.

No one but Peggy and possibly Phil really understands why Thor calls her Queen Susan, or why she responds to it naturally and with a regal recognition, as if it were her due.

As he’s growing up, Susan calls Tony “Ed” on several occasions, to his confusion and her obvious distress. This stops as he gets older, though she always seems to look at him with an ancient, sorrowful look.

(was crossposted, but nothing beats redundancy!)
norcumi: (DPS we deliver)
Day 15 Monday: 12 runs. No decent loot.

Totals!
15 days for the event
173 total runs (first 11 characters, plus 1 that leveled sufficiently during the event, across 5 realms)

masks: 8
toxic wastelings: 7
useful necklaces: 2
heartbreaker: 4
forever lovely rose: 4
Perma Peddlefeet: 29

......because I had to do SOMETHING with all those holiday tokens!

....anyone want a creepy goblin cherub or 3?

And in result - Dear love rocket thing: Go step in a bin of legos. We are not doing this again next year.
norcumi: (tired pru does not believe you)
Day 11, Thursday: 12 runs, no goodies beyond holiday tokens. All I can say is:

Dear Healer,
All that time you spent eating floor? Um, yeah, this is why you want to wait for the tank to zone in before starting the event (and why the tank is usually the one to start it). I can understand problems, and I appreciate being thanked for the rez, but maybe you can check and see who's present before you rush along?
Frustrated, the monk

Dear DPS:
That was a fun fight, all around the courtyard. I'm glad we're all overgeared, since the tank was obviously having lag problems (or was a twerp, but given some of the issues I've had in the last few days, I'm guessing lag) and was standing at the entrance the whole. Dang. Fight. Stop starting the event without the tank.
No love, the shammie

Day 12, Friday: 12 kills. Pru got the holiday necklace, which to my surprise she needed, and Kharisa got another vile fumigator's mask. At least that sells for gold.

Day 13, Saturday: 12 kills. Another toxic wasteling. I haven't crunched these numbers, and collating them at the end of this experiment will be... interesting.

Day 14, Sunday: 12 kills. Another toxic wasteling, Hep now has a heartbreaker, and I've realized the mount is at least double what any of my characters have for holiday tokens.

I've a whole flock of Peddlefeet coming down the pike. GLEEP.

Maybe one more day of this, if I think I can get the timing down. Otherwise, lots and lots of creepy goblin cherub things. In the meantime, I'm calling it. No mount this year.
norcumi: (Amelorune is up to no good)
Day 9, Tuesday: nothing to report other than 12 more attempts (… ok, + 1 extra the day before when someone leveled to 89).

Day 10, Wednesday: 12 down, Another DK with a forever lovely rose, Pru got a heartbreaker (... the gnome... that could be... interesting....), Hep got a mask, and there was another toxic wasteling.

Does anyone want some toxic wastelings?
norcumi: (DPS we deliver)
Day 7: somehow, another 11 kills. another fumigator's mask, and Xyv got another heartbreaker. O_o

Day 8: 11 kills, and the hunter is halfway to 89 which could lead to 12 (ARGH WHY AM I DOING THIS?). Another vile fumigator's mask, and another toxic wasteling. Funny how I stopped getting those after the last comment about 'em.

Realized at some point that some alts might have enough currency to get the pink strider mounts, so will be waiting until the last day to buy anything. Let's see how this goes!
norcumi: (whine)
Day 4: 11 kills. Another vile fumigator's mask, my 89 DK got the tanking necklace (greed roll, but he's usually blood so YAY!) and my 4th toxic wasteling.

I'm going to have an entire landfill of these things by the end, aren't I.

Day 5: 11 kills. Sanji now has a forever lovely rose (clotheshorse will also not get rid of it)

Day 6: 11 kills! I think I'm getting this routine now. :D Mel's new forever lovely rose leaves her kinda disappointed (she'd like to wander around clenching it in her teeth, not tucked in her hair). A clothie got a vile fumigator's mask! (Tay won't use it, but nonetheless!) While I think I'm going to get almost all the days down (Sundays are always questionable with regards to time involved), I seriously doubt I'm getting this rocket. Ah well. We'll see.
norcumi: (Amelorune is up to no good)
Day 2: all 11 through the dungeon, got a toxic wastling pet and another forever lovely rose – Kharisa being the packrat sentimentalist that she is, this means I'll be spending another bank space on random THING. I swear, I cannot wait for the toy box.

Am already kind of quite sick of this. Not sure how long this experiment will continue, but will try to keep it going, I think. Also realized I might be able to get EVERYONE to spend tickets on Peddlefeet, meaning I might be looking at 11 (at least!!!) more pets - I already have one, which I considered to be quite enough as it was. Won't be making any effort stretching to get enough, but if it happens -

I will be That Person with a 3 man Peddlefeet team on Non-Valentines holidays. Just because I can PvP like that, I think I shall have to. Note to self, make sure to run a Winter's Helpers 3 man team during the summer holiday.

Day 3: found myself going through the mental notes for what order to do things in, and my excuse was it was very early in the morning when I found myself thinking I should run the Outer Senshi first.

All three horde deathknights GLARED at me. Giggled manically, but it does strike me as more efficient. Also wondered if the level cut off is 89, or 88, since the not-quite-87 hunter might be able to squeak in some runs before the end of holiday.

Found out that VP no longer convert to JP when you hit the limit. VERY disappointed, and spent too long upgrading lots of Kharisa's gear, meaning if/when I finally hit LFR, it'll be even more tricksy gearing up. Yaye.

Results: All 11 down, another vile fumigator's mask (not a clothie), another toxic wasteling, and The Heartbreaker, which – cheeze, I don't even know. Xyvente keeps looking at her new toy funny.

As things stand, expect this to continue the next 11 days or so.
norcumi: (tired pru does not believe you)
So. It's that time of year again. Very little in WoW seems to convey the frustration, anger, and scarcity of happy results in festive events like the Valentine's Day mount. I find the irony delicious.

I also seem to be in a mood. Ysera holds 8 level 90s for me. I've 2 more on other servers, and there's an eager 89 DK working his way up the food chain (it's always death knights with me, though I've another hunter that just hit 86).

Day 1: 11 attempts for the mount. 1 fumigator's mask - not on a clothie, pity - and Kharisa capped her total valor, which hopefully means I'll be getting justice points in the near future, which is very good for the upgrading of account wide items. XD 1 respec of a death knight, since I AM NOT A TANK WHEN IT COMES TO GROUPS THANKYOUVERYMUCH and I don't know how to frost (why did I take that as an alternative spec?!).

We'll see how tomorrow goes. At a quote of .03% drop rate, I doubt that will matter, but let's see what happens!!
norcumi: (asylum)
I've been mentioning Spellstorm on and off, and how it has inevitably led to fic. While I'm tossing around the idea of putting what I've written up on AO3, I'm not quite brave enough to open that can of worms (give me a few more weeks to be sleep deprived enough to be that not giving a hoot bold). But! Over Christmas, I read enough AO3 stuff to be totally into AU territory, and my brain wanted to make the Spellstorm story into something more urban punk cracktacular. I mentioned it in passing to a fellow forum member, including that retooling the whole game world was too much work -

annnd promptly had to sit down and write it. -_-;

I know better than to declare unequivocally that this is a one shot, I will not do more with this universe, NO, FRIKKIN' REALLY!, but I'm hoping it remains limited to just this. Please be aware, the following has a ton of spoilers for a game for your phone, and if you are a purist about spoilers, do not continue.

Split the Difference )
norcumi: (Gaston slash)
I'm ringing in the first post of the year with my slash icon.

....yuuuup. Ohkay.

Archive of Our Own has updated the Yuletide 2013 fic dump of awesomeness, and while I've been bookmarking like a madwoman, thought I'd mention a few favorites (mind, I'm still working my way through the Sleepy Hollow section, but for the moment here's what I got).

Four Things that Weren't Adequately Covered in Mulan's R.A. Training - Disney Princesses in college, with crack!
Neither Money Nor Praise - Sleepy Hollow meets Assassin's Creed 3. I had no idea I wanted to see a lengthy saga about this crossover, but now I totally do. And I haven't even seen more than about 20 minutes of AC1.
Matched Set - Ichabod Crane vs. Ikea - yes, just as wonderfully insane as it sounds.
Demeter's Anger - describes as Olympian Noir, in which Demeter kind of rules the world.

I have also only just now learned of the Ron is Dumbledore theory, and I am left to boggle at people, go "whut?" in a very flat tone of voice, and then hide under the futon.

Also I beat Brothers, and if you have not played that game go and take the 4 hours to do so and be prepared for the feels.
norcumi: (daemon!)
So I've been on a new anti-depressant for about a week, and I tentatively think it's working. At the very least, I'm not having the gods awful side effects of the last little experiment.

In the last week we've been fighting the temperature in the bedroom (it usually ending up too warm), and last night I had one of those kind of dreams, kind of brain-why-are-you-giving-me-new-story-worlds?! things. Not sure if it was the heat, the meds, or something else, but this morning I ended up writing down notes because there was some fascinating stuff. Admittedly, the fact that my brain couldn't decide if it was a high fantasy kind of story or modern-but-in-a-castle was the most annoying part. I figure what the hey, I'll toss those notes up here to see if it sparks any interest (or if my brain is cribbing some somewhere), so feel free to ask questions or poke holes in what little overarching plot I seem to be nibbling at. Ah, these might be incoherent, mind.

Warning: SPOILERS, language, and trigger warning for offscreen torture

Straight from my .doc )

....NO.

Dec. 19th, 2013 02:12 pm
norcumi: (asylum)
Dear Brain:

I don't care that you've latched on to Demons as absolutely perfect for possibly post-apocalyptic Grim-and-spoilers-stuff smut with Fem!Mage - STOP IT. You've promised Christmas writing to several lovely people which at the minimum you need to deal with first.

And taking the magically-animate objects that would otherwise be inanimate and finding ways to pair them with the main character is still not polite and couldn't be posted in the PG(13ish) forum anyways, so... just stop.

Really. I mean it this time.

Lewt

Dec. 16th, 2013 01:24 am
norcumi: (zoom)
My Christmas haul is unexpectedly good this year since mine honorable brother and his lovely wife are visiting the relatives for some of the same time I am. He's left a bunch of media with our parents, and I got to bring home any that I wanted (though I'm treating it as holding on to them rather than they are mine now, muwahah!).

Top criteria for PS2 games?

If I think Coyo writes fic about it or I've seen Dogmatix draw something about it or mention it in passing or anything really. Nope, not a fangirl at allllll.

Apparently top criteria for DVDs was "how likely am I to pick up foreign languages from this?"

Also, anyone have recommendations for learning languages? I always hear about Rosetta Stone as the product with the best/most pervasive advertising, but I'm not sure I want to take that route for picking up Portuguese.

Gaming

Oct. 26th, 2013 05:30 pm
norcumi: (DPS we deliver)
So. Life and stuff.

Yup. It's stuff.

On a side topic, Quindar and I have been enjoying Kingdoms of Amular lately. There's some lovely story, and it sometimes feels like WoW lite (and single player), so it's a nice bit of fun.

The voice acting in particular is fantastic (aside from some ballads that we agree were sourced out to the interns), and there's this one voice actor.... I've gone and looked up IMDB, and I was surprised, because to my ear, while I wouldn't say you can't throw a rock without Gideon Emery going "ouch," it seemed damned close - except apparently he didn't work on the game. It just sounds like it? So, for what it's worth, it's probably Cam Clark (Medivh) or Robin Atkin Downes (the male Demon hunter) instead - and both of whom I shamelessly fangirl anyways.

So if anyone's looking for a casual, but long game, there you go. :)

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