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[26 Nov 2009|01:19am] |
would anyone be interested in a QAF-based group psl? the person asking for the L Word one earlier made my old Justin muse awaken pretty hardcore. I have the "mod journal"/makeshift subcomms set up from a previous attempt, if I can garner any interest.
basically, the concept I came up with with someone in the past would to have it be set in real time (so 4 years after the finale) and to come up with little "episode blurbs" to work as plot points so that there's at least some sort of structure. a few people have tried this before but interest was lacking. HOWEVER, I know there's still a crapton of QAF fans on ij, so I think it's a plausible idea to get started. especially this weekend when we're all on vacation.
any takers at all?
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[25 Nov 2009|11:36pm] |
Creeping like frost as slow as grave moss, I'm drowning in dry oceans of bone dust. I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces, I know the pale things in the darkest of places. I remember blood from the thighs of the mother as everything is eaten by another. How much more must we bleed her? I cut their throats while they slept - I wept. I peel back my skull for you, yes I do. Slow desolation like a funeral procession the lovey one screams like she's caught between stations. I eat the razor a mouth full of god's flesh. Sweating this blackness I am shitting this cold death. I remember blood from the thighs of the mother as everything is eaten by another. How much more must we bleed her? I cut their throats while they slept - I wept. I peel back by skull for you, yes I do.
Dead Venus blue.
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[20 Oct 2009|10:17am] |
- 22 years old - slash, femme or het - storybook/paragraph; third person past tense or present tense - i write until i run out of things to write, not to match your post - plot and smut, but i do love well-played smut lines - aim scenes only
generic ideas - kinks, taboos, lines that explore them - age gaps - consensual non-con - genderswap - dark lines - switches/power struggles - hurt/comfort - drama and depth - different time eras - apocalyptic settings
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[25 Nov 2009|06:02pm] |
[Hexed Private to Patrick] I'm going to be in one of Charlot's paintings. Narcissus.
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| Strange Things Are Happenin' to Me |
[25 Nov 2009|06:27pm] |
Today, I found an application for a character that I'm pretty sure is based on one that I wrote a while ago. I don't mean to flatter myself - it's possible that some of the things that I thought were my own invention have since become part of collective fanon for this character, but even the family names they chose and details about those family members were remarkably similar. The structure took largely the same form, some paragraphs seemed like reworded summary, and even a few turns of phrase were similar to or the same as ones I used.
Admittedly, I've done similar when I found applications that I liked - taken into consideration details and and aspects of the character that I had not previously considered, appropriated details either intentionally or accidentally due to source misattribution the next time I wrote an application for that character - though I generally ask the application's writer before doing so, especially if I don't know them. And the character is clearly not identical - they took aspects of the character in different directions, elaborated in places I didn't, and they certainly wrote the thing for themselves (GOD I hate the singular "they.")
It's certainly possible that I'm imagining things, and this is just a more common way to write this character than I was aware, but it left an odd taste in my mouth. What do you guys think about this sort of thing? Borrowing heavily from another person's interpretation of a character without asking or citing your source? Clearly, this is the internets, and I'm not exactly F. Scott Fitzgerald - I know most people don't write bibliographies when they're roleplaying - but I guess I just felt sort of odd about it. Flattered, I suppose, but odd.
- Anna
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[25 Nov 2009|04:42pm] |
[Hexed Private to Kit]
Could you please not tease Ben? He's feeling a little fragile and it upsets him.
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ajar members only! |
[25 Nov 2009|10:36am] |
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| I'll be at LOSCON 36 in LA this weekend! |
[24 Nov 2009|10:36pm] |
I am a guest at this weekend's LOSCON 36, a science fiction and fantasy convention, Nov. 27-29. You can find out more about the convention here: http://www.loscon.org/36/html/mainmenu.html
The's a list of panels I am speaking on HERE.
Let me know if you'll be there!
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[24 Nov 2009|08:23pm] |
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Holidays and all that, may be running a bit slow on account of exploding from deliciousness :D.
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[24 Nov 2009|10:24pm] |
My dad wrote! With good news! I'm going to have a little sister in Feb.
Isn't that exciting? And so much better then anything going on at school.
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| Because everyone else is doing it. |
[24 Nov 2009|08:55pm] |
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Ask my character any question(s) and I will reply with a small essay-style response and an IC reaction~
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starmod |
[24 Nov 2009|02:03pm] |
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lets do some stupid shit. yeah?
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| My Life Is Weird |
[24 Nov 2009|07:53pm] |
Funny story: I never realized that my compulsions and constant, crippling anxiety brought on by Obsessive Compulsive Disorder could be interpreted as showing off.
Let's call my little sister and tell her we know that her craniofacial birth defect is just an elaborate plan to get the insurance company to cover her nose job. OH OH OH and when we're done, we can tell my transgender brother that he just wanted to have a cool gender identity that would bother our conservative Christian parents.
Man, my parents should NOT have reproduced.
(We are cute, though.)
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[24 Nov 2009|08:21am] |
Go on.
I know most of you are just dying to tell me how stupid I was letting those pictures be taken in the first place. Well, here's your chance. Just get it all over it.
I just want things to go back to normal.
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Friends Only. baikersfield |
[24 Nov 2009|12:10am] |
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins? - Edgar Allan Poe
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