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Apr. 11th, 2006 04:02 pmKING!
That is all.
That is all.
Still not king.
Screw the hell out of this. I realise that the STs have lives but frankly, if you're going to leave a thread hanging there for days, you should be courteous enough to let said thread die already if someone needs it killed. And y'know, I don't feel as annoyed for my own personal sake as I do for the people who are stuck in a rather combat-heavy thread with no clue as to whether their character is going to live or die, given the seriousness of their situation. Admittedly, that thread can't just be allowed to die, but...
Well, anyway, I've stuck my oar into another thread; it's a likely scenario, given that the clock just ticked over to 'late morning', and the guy maintaining that solo thread is someone I talk to on a fairly regular basis on IM, and the idea of our characters meeting has come up. And since Grace (my character) is such a gregarious little sod, her walking up to Ms Random J Resident unpacking a U-Haul and asking about flat prices in the area is really not out of character at all.
I'd say I like gregarious little sods as characters, because you're seldom stuck for an excuse to introduce yourself, but ... well,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dodgyhoodoo has suggested that Kid Mage is a Marauder and Grace is stuck in some skewed-reality imaginary coffeeshop for all eternity, and I wouldn't be in that mess if my character were less gregarious. And more suspicious. Or possibly less suspicious.
And you know what? Maybe still not king. But unlike Hamlet, I'm actually not a dithering wishy-washy sod. Still not king? I'll make me king. So ha.
Oh bollocks, so underslept...
Screw the hell out of this. I realise that the STs have lives but frankly, if you're going to leave a thread hanging there for days, you should be courteous enough to let said thread die already if someone needs it killed. And y'know, I don't feel as annoyed for my own personal sake as I do for the people who are stuck in a rather combat-heavy thread with no clue as to whether their character is going to live or die, given the seriousness of their situation. Admittedly, that thread can't just be allowed to die, but...
Well, anyway, I've stuck my oar into another thread; it's a likely scenario, given that the clock just ticked over to 'late morning', and the guy maintaining that solo thread is someone I talk to on a fairly regular basis on IM, and the idea of our characters meeting has come up. And since Grace (my character) is such a gregarious little sod, her walking up to Ms Random J Resident unpacking a U-Haul and asking about flat prices in the area is really not out of character at all.
I'd say I like gregarious little sods as characters, because you're seldom stuck for an excuse to introduce yourself, but ... well,
dodgyhoodoo has suggested that Kid Mage is a Marauder and Grace is stuck in some skewed-reality imaginary coffeeshop for all eternity, and I wouldn't be in that mess if my character were less gregarious. And more suspicious. Or possibly less suspicious.And you know what? Maybe still not king. But unlike Hamlet, I'm actually not a dithering wishy-washy sod. Still not king? I'll make me king. So ha.
Oh bollocks, so underslept...
Improvements
Apr. 10th, 2006 10:29 amHuzzah! Work is not insane! There are no items that haven't been dealt with in ages because I didn't have the appropriate information! No one is mad at me! This shows marked improvement! I may actually be made permanent in May, instead of getting the sack! Yay! *happydance* Okay, you wouldn't think I'd be so happy about keeping this particular job, given how I bitch, but frankly, Sourcebook Central 2.0 can ill afford to have me unemployed.
Incidentally, I never mentioned how Meet the Parents Week went. I mean, actually, it was Meet the Mothers week, but, you know, close enough. Mum positively adoresdodgyhoodoo, which is nice. We basically sat, had drinks ("Smoking Parrot" chardonnay for them, lots and lots of black coffee for me) and did the "mad funny story marathon" that the Neilson women do so well. Mum even said that I could smoke in front of her if I wanted to, which made it easier to ... well, not. I know she hates it, and the least I can do is be respectful of her virulent anti-smoking deal. After all, she was at least tolerant of mine when I was chibi, and I was a lot more vituperative about it (well, I was seven, and seven-year-olds tend to be ... vocal). So all in all, it went well. The next "eek" is when my stepfather finishes the Neilson-Moore kitchen and we the denizens of Sourcebook Central 2.0 are invited to dinner.
Lunch with Mrs Hoodoo (or, asleopard_lady puts it, Ma Hoodoo) was a little more enigmatic, but also seemed to go well. She liked the restaurant, produced a box of chocolates as a belated birthday present for me (berating dodgyhoodoo slightly for not having told her when my birthday was until he announced that he'd given me a diamond for my birthday but you all know that story already...) and asked if it would be okay for her to accompany us to Covent Garden when we went on the hunt for bath and shower base gel. Which they had, incidentally, which proves that they only have it in stock when I come in. But before we got there, we had a look in Baldwin's (I prefer Neal's Yard; it's tidier, if more crowded) and, once we hit Covent Garden, had a look in the Teddy Bear Factory, where Mrs Hoodoo was just as amused and charmed as I was about the multitudinous outfits with matching shoes and things that you could get for your stuffed toys (they had roller skates. They had ice skates. Too cute to be allowed). We stopped at the Maple Leaf after that (not so crowded as I usually see it, but it was 4 pm on a weekday) and chatted and generally had a good time before we met up with Kate (Sister Hoodoo), who was taking Mrs Hoodoo out to dinner. The amusing aside was that, when we stopped to chat, Kate peered at me for a good two minutes with a very confused look on her face and then said, "Were you blonde the last time I saw you?" She was rather relieved when I said no.
I got an email from the prima mod of Hollow City today, asking for my 'revised' character sheet (though it really is just the original because I'm not allowed to spend any XP for two in-game days). And yet Grace is still stuck in Kaldi's Coffee Shop, asking Kid Mage about nuns. I'm starting to feel like Hamlet. ("Stepdad's a freak, Mum's a whore, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are probably buggering each other, still not king.") Still, I sent my current character sheet, asked if she needed the background as well, and generally played nice. I think the mun who plays Windy is back this week so when the US wakes the fuck up, maybe I will actually be able to roleplay. Argh, I like these people (particularlyshadow_lynne, who loves to discuss her characters and how she's screwed them over about as much as I do) but I really did come here for the roleplay. Oh well, I will have patience.
Incidentally, I never mentioned how Meet the Parents Week went. I mean, actually, it was Meet the Mothers week, but, you know, close enough. Mum positively adores
dodgyhoodoo, which is nice. We basically sat, had drinks ("Smoking Parrot" chardonnay for them, lots and lots of black coffee for me) and did the "mad funny story marathon" that the Neilson women do so well. Mum even said that I could smoke in front of her if I wanted to, which made it easier to ... well, not. I know she hates it, and the least I can do is be respectful of her virulent anti-smoking deal. After all, she was at least tolerant of mine when I was chibi, and I was a lot more vituperative about it (well, I was seven, and seven-year-olds tend to be ... vocal). So all in all, it went well. The next "eek" is when my stepfather finishes the Neilson-Moore kitchen and we the denizens of Sourcebook Central 2.0 are invited to dinner.Lunch with Mrs Hoodoo (or, as
leopard_lady puts it, Ma Hoodoo) was a little more enigmatic, but also seemed to go well. She liked the restaurant, produced a box of chocolates as a belated birthday present for me (berating dodgyhoodoo slightly for not having told her when my birthday was until he announced that he'd given me a diamond for my birthday but you all know that story already...) and asked if it would be okay for her to accompany us to Covent Garden when we went on the hunt for bath and shower base gel. Which they had, incidentally, which proves that they only have it in stock when I come in. But before we got there, we had a look in Baldwin's (I prefer Neal's Yard; it's tidier, if more crowded) and, once we hit Covent Garden, had a look in the Teddy Bear Factory, where Mrs Hoodoo was just as amused and charmed as I was about the multitudinous outfits with matching shoes and things that you could get for your stuffed toys (they had roller skates. They had ice skates. Too cute to be allowed). We stopped at the Maple Leaf after that (not so crowded as I usually see it, but it was 4 pm on a weekday) and chatted and generally had a good time before we met up with Kate (Sister Hoodoo), who was taking Mrs Hoodoo out to dinner. The amusing aside was that, when we stopped to chat, Kate peered at me for a good two minutes with a very confused look on her face and then said, "Were you blonde the last time I saw you?" She was rather relieved when I said no.I got an email from the prima mod of Hollow City today, asking for my 'revised' character sheet (though it really is just the original because I'm not allowed to spend any XP for two in-game days). And yet Grace is still stuck in Kaldi's Coffee Shop, asking Kid Mage about nuns. I'm starting to feel like Hamlet. ("Stepdad's a freak, Mum's a whore, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are probably buggering each other, still not king.") Still, I sent my current character sheet, asked if she needed the background as well, and generally played nice. I think the mun who plays Windy is back this week so when the US wakes the fuck up, maybe I will actually be able to roleplay. Argh, I like these people (particularly
shadow_lynne, who loves to discuss her characters and how she's screwed them over about as much as I do) but I really did come here for the roleplay. Oh well, I will have patience.Honestly, you had to be there
Apr. 9th, 2006 09:03 pm( Mage today was interesting... )
guido_was_taken was talking about his girlfriend possibly joining Mage, if he could get across the idea that Mage is awesome, or something. This might be nice, though we are going to run out of room in the sitting room. Then again, it used to be dodgyhoodoo, weaselbitch, nadriel, cholten99, vampadvocate, markwelham and jeremiahtomasi, with occasional appearances by corone. That was nine people counting me, and with dodgyhoodoo, weaselbitch, nadriel, lokean, guido_was_taken and girlfriend, that's still only seven counting me. Then again, that was in a bigger sitting room. But there are the dining room chairs.
As for Hollow City, I am still stuck at Kaldi's. Argh.
And my holiday is nearly over. Boo.
guido_was_taken was talking about his girlfriend possibly joining Mage, if he could get across the idea that Mage is awesome, or something. This might be nice, though we are going to run out of room in the sitting room. Then again, it used to be dodgyhoodoo, weaselbitch, nadriel, cholten99, vampadvocate, markwelham and jeremiahtomasi, with occasional appearances by corone. That was nine people counting me, and with dodgyhoodoo, weaselbitch, nadriel, lokean, guido_was_taken and girlfriend, that's still only seven counting me. Then again, that was in a bigger sitting room. But there are the dining room chairs.As for Hollow City, I am still stuck at Kaldi's. Argh.
And my holiday is nearly over. Boo.
