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Oct. 23rd, 2017 09:02 am
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Hi there, Milliways! My name's Catharine and I'm brand new to this game, after being in the Dreamwidth RPG scene for a while and then kind of vanishing for a few years, then getting the itch to play back. I'm bringing in Graverobber, the grave-robbing, drug-dealing, plot-narrating character from Repo! the Genetic Opera.

I'll put up a post to the bar for Graverobber later today, but I figured I'd say hello since I'm brand new to the game. Looking forward to meeting/playing with you guys!

Insane Weekend, Part II

Oct. 22nd, 2017 10:41 pm
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Picking up where I left off in Part I

III. Geek Girl Brunch, October 2017: Cosplay

There was the long drive to brunch from the lake, playing Jo's 'Done Well By Their Name' playlist, not in costume as originally planned. After wearing Scarlet, and The Blue Princess Dress, for all of yesterday my back was killing me at the end of last night and when I woke up this morning. Thus, I went with my back up brunch shirt, the pink VS shirt that has big white block letters readings "Brunch Before Boys" that I bought specifically for GGB.

I ended up being one of only two people in the whole brunch without a costume, and I felt about an inch tall the whole way through. It's over and done now, and know people will tell me to not worry about it, but I still feel a bit of a failure for not doing my makeup all perfect and just weathering through the drive and another 4ish hours in Scarlet for the sake of GGB.

The event itself was good. The trivia was amusing. The coloring sheets were used. The Grab Bags had candy and tiny shot glasses, reading "Pick Your Poison." I never got a look at the raffle table, but everyone seemed to really love everything they walked away from the raffle table with. (I'll see more of it when I'm curating the pictures for the write-up on the GGB international website.)

Even though we're having some no-shoe issues again, it was truly great to see so many new faces, too.
III-B. Geek Girl Brunch Officers Meeting

Meeting was short but sweet and had in the ice cream at Brindles, next door to the place we held brunch. (For the third time ever, in five billion years, or like ten, I showed up and they had my Honey Pine Nut ice cream. I got a small serving and a pint for my freezer for much, much later.)

So; meeting; short, sweet, to the point. We covered the big, surprise, amazing things we're doing for the December Magical 80's Movie's Ball and picked the themes for January through June (Star Wars, DC, Geek Girls of Color, Crafting, Comics/Graphic Novels, and Pride/LGBT Geek Girls).


IV. Grand Prix Watching Parties: Rostelecom

This is the new brainchild of the 2017-2018 Figure Skating Year, leading into the 2018 Winter Olympics. I will be holding Figure Skating Watching Parties while the Grand Prix, second half, and Olympics are going on. It's for friends, family, people they bring. Fun for watching, fun for food, drinks, working on self projects. Everything.

This event was actually kind of delightful. It wasn't without its bumps, but we managed to gather. Two friends, one sister, and myself. We watched all of the Men's Short Program, and a video of all the 1st-3rd winners in every single category (Men's, Women's, Pairs, Ice Dance).

Jess worked on her JJ/Otabek/Multi-Fandom Itabag while she was here. Kat worked on pieces of a Christmas gift. Mel hugged her pillow and had delightful commentary. We all drink wine, and I talked to Laura about skating and some other stuff throughout it. For something that requires 12 hours of watching to catch everything, it was only about 3 hours for most, and a little longer toward like 4 for my sister.

I'm so very invested in everything already and ready for more.

Next weekend is Skate Canada!




~*~

The evening post-people was quite and calm, spent revisiting, beautiful reads and talking to Laura. All in all it was actually a rather lovely, low key way to end a very busy back-to-back weekend. Now that I've finished three pieces of it, and three pieces I meant to get posted, I need give another once over to King Lear: Act II.

(Then, I have to go clear my bed of all the boxes and bags from packing yesterday morning in a two hour rush, and of the bags taken for traveling during the weekend. Which after all these are completed, I'll be able to locate my bed and go to heavenly lands of sleep.)
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Articles/Stories/Poetry/Parts
King Lear: Act I & II

Books
Stiefvater, Maggie - All the Crooked Saints
Stones, Greg - 99 Stormtroopers Join the Empire

Anime
The Ancient Magus Bride 1-2
Death Note 1-2

TV
Grand Prix #1: Rostelecom

Events
Half Price Books: Annual Clearance Sale
NISD Nerdvana Con
Annual Halloween Lake Party
Geek Girl Brunch, October: Cosplay

Sunday Indulgences

Oct. 22nd, 2017 04:30 pm
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It's Sunday again, Milliways, and you know what that means...

it means oopsie, I forgot last week's entry! My bad! )

Halloween Plot - Doll Invasion

Oct. 22nd, 2017 10:43 am
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On Halloween, the bar will find itself overrun with creepy porcelain dolls*. They aren't normal dolls, but extra creepy ones from Wilford's world.

Some time in the morning (Pacific time), Wilford will come into the bar and accidentally bring one with him. This is the queen doll, and from her will spawn even more dolls. She'll be hiding somewhere until the end of the day.

Basic horror rules apply. They are animate, they are creepy, and they probably want to harm you. The dolls can be as dangerous as you want or need them to be. They may want to just tug on your clothes and creep you out. They may want to pick up a fork and stab you with it. They'll move whether or not you're looking at them, but aside from that, they have no supernatural powers. Being injured by one will only hurt as it should. Only the queen doll can summon more, which she will be doing constantly. They're also made of porcelain, so they're pretty easy to smash and kill. Once you break the vessel, the doll is dead.

The queen doll will be killed by the end of the night (there's no set time; just at a point where it seems like things are winding down, or it's getting late), and with her all of the others will fall lifeless to the floor, to be disposed of in whatever way possible. An announcement will be made in the back room when the queen doll is dead, so all players can react accordingly.

The doll invasion itself is to be kept in a single, contained post. If you do not want to deal with the dolls, they will be super easy to avoid as they will only be in one place.

*There are creepy porcelain dolls in the link.

Insane Weekend, Part I

Oct. 22nd, 2017 08:28 am
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I. Nerdvana Con

This went about as well/not-well as I truly expected it to. The things that were badly planned for a first year, over all, were still badly planned for a first year (and one of them even went as unpatroned as I knew it would), but more importantly I made the decision to focus less on the con as a whole and more on the postage stamp area that is mine (/ours): which is only the Gaming Area/Gaming Committee.

Gaming went amazingly well. We had X-wing mini demo's. A game vendor who brought dice & games to sell, as well as was our awesome people who checked out both board games and card games for free play, too. We had a huge area for Intro to DND, with four different DM's running 1 hour campaigns. During the whole nine-to-two period of the 1st Nerdvana Con we never had less than 75 people in our area. It was a resounding success.

There was some incredibly inconvenient stresses with the person who headed up our committee for this last year, but it's about to be run, more specifically, by the four of us who've been around more during all the planning. During yesterday we filled two documents with how it's going to be run during the next year, too. All pro's, con's, ideas from us/the kids/the people volunteering time & product for us.

I went into the con yesterday burned out and not all that pumped (and considering the idea of not coming back at all to the big planning group or the small committee for next year), but I've come out off it proud of what we managed to accomplish for the fist year, and newly inspired for everything we can do in the next year to prep for the next Nerdvana Con.


II. Laura & Brian's Family's Halloween Lake Party

My whole party response has been underwhelming.

After two years of feeling guilty for never being able to make it to this rocking Annual Lake Halloween Party (which Amber & Laura go to, which is, I know now), run by Laura's husband's parents), I finally made it. It's out about an hour from town, and it was, undeniably, a gorgeous drive. Especially during the last 10-20 minutes of it, when everything is dips, and dales, and green rises, cutting into valleys and lake scenes.

Apparently, though, everything about party this year was bust. Everything that it wasn't, it was instead. The party usually has 60-75 people; it had about half that. The party is around a bonfire, because it's usually freezing; it was unexpectedly Texas hot even far away from the bonfire (and terribly warm near it). The party usually runs until 2-4 in the morning; we were leaving to shower and sleep around 11.

It being unprecedented, even the people who come every year were very surprised, and I've been told multiple times by multiple people 'it's never like this.'

My second borrowed DragonCon dress from Laura ended up being a bust, as the stays actually punch into the top of my thighs when I sit down. I crashed hard after the party. The nearby cabin we stayed in wasn't terrible, but the tiny place decided to not get cold and there was one glaring light through the front window, which mean after sleeping like brick, once I woke up at my normal 6, it was almost impossible to get back to sleep.

The party itself was a burst, but really the rest was just fine. It was lovely getting to hang out with Amber, Laura, and Brian, meeting Brian's parents and their friends across the way. The hours getting into perfect makeup and costumes for everyone was fun. The hot dog bar was a lovely, lovely thing, and second favorite to the venison sausage. The mule-rides were hilarious (especially when I accidentally stepped on the gas during one, and another where we were all trying to carry bottles and open drinks while going and down the hill in it).

During the same said main house alcohol raid which lead to the mule ride with the open drinks, I discovered a new alcohol I have a deep, new love for: Tennessee Fire. It's cinnamon whiskey, but it tastes exactly like a red hot. It's better than any Fireball or Goldschl├Ąger.

It was nice to have a catch-up session in general, since I don't see Amber usually during my weeks or months anymore the way it used to be daily working in the same grade-leve/department as her. It was nice to see Laura for something fun and frivolous, and not simply related to us talking about my arduous -- that are mostly rare, but highly emotional bouts on the -- path with everything revolving around my endocrinologist.

Pipe Creek is gorgeous in the blustery, just barely sprinkling morning (and now, raining!), with a riot of garden colors and a million birds singing. It really is a lovely place and I can see the appeal all around. It will be fun to come back in the spring and see the infamous St. Patrick's Day party.

We've plans off to breakfast next with all the crew out here, and then I'll be off into the rest of Insane Weekend's plans. Geek Girl Brunch will be in the middle of my day with October's Cosplay brunch, and then tonight my house is hosting a viewing party for Grand Prix Event #1: Rostelecom. More on these and other things once they've come to me.
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[ Day I | Day II | Day III | Day IV | Day V ]

DAY III - Your Favorite Quote

This is still absolutely perfect and correct as the last time I wrote it.

Do I contradict myself?
Very well, then I contradict myself.
I am large. I contain multitudes.

-- Walt Whitman; "Song of Myself"


Once upon a time I was a wee wanderlust thing, still just catapulted into the world of words and books with degrees attached to them, and the marvel that I could become accredited for talking about them, knowing about them and loving them. In this land, I was asked to read Walt Whitman, again, for the third time I think. I had spent all of high school reading it twice, while preoccupied with several other worlds dreading it. So I put it off, and I put it off, and I put it off.

Finally, like the day before I had to have read the whole book again, I picked it off the table, and stared at it like I was girding myself for war, before taking it outside to lay on my back lawn, in the grass while reading, as you guessed it, Leaves of Grass which is where you will find this poem. But something magical happened that day. I fell into Whitman, or he fell into me, or we fell into each other, looking across that vast wide water, like a puzzle piece slotting into place, like a drop of water returning to the ocean, like a snow flake descending slowly and melting all at once.

Suddenly, all of it made sense. Suddenly, I could not close my eyes and I could not read it fast enough. Suddenly, I was underlining quotes, and reading it the way you learn a lover, wanting madly to suddenly know everything, and wanting in every pause to go back and trace the wrist bones and eyelashes that you just found, that could not be as fragile and perfect and unreal as they seem. Suddenly, he was speaking to me, and about me, and the world made sense through him.

There were many things that happened from there (like the fact all my Kindles are named Leaves of Grass [Insert Number] based on nine successive times the novel was republished; I'm on IV), but this quote among several favorite jumped out and stuck forever.

The moment I read these words it rang like a clarion bell, the one I'm so attuned to listening to, in my soul.

The one that said, Look, look, come and see, stop worry if other people think everything you believe does not line up. The one that said, You are larger than one big, big, big truth. The one that said, You are big enough for a million million big, big, big truths, whole unto themselves, and all holy in the their own rights, and not needing to justify themselves to each other.

And somehow it felt like Walt Whitman, speaking about himself, had given me the right to exist. To be most microscopic, and unashamedly, unapologetically, cosmically multifaceted. That it was not a shameful thing to contradict yourself. Maybe it was just a normal thing. A thing that came with setting great things side by side, like breathing and blinking at the same time, like tea and toast. Different, but beautiful things all at once. And true, true even when it wasn't beautiful.

Because it simply was. Like rain, and love.

This is definitely on the list of things I would not mind having tattooed on my skin somewhere, and it will never stop being the top of my journal now that the introduction post has it there.

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Weekend DE

Oct. 21st, 2017 08:01 am
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I've a day of waiting between water polo games, so entertain me peoples! This one suggested by Fi.

How does your character feel about nicknames and their name? Do they have one? Do they bristle when called the wrong name? What name do they prefer?

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Oct. 21st, 2017 08:55 am
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After reading Ann Leckie's new book Provenance I went on Twitter and asked what you call a screwball plot if it isn't necessarily a comedy.

Like, Provenance, while frequently funny, is not a non-serious book -- it concerns itself with classism, wildly unhealthy family relationships, interstellar warmongering, fetishization of cultural artifacts, and inhumane conditions of incarceration, not to mention murder -- but the structure of the plot is very classic screwball. Misunderstandings! Mistaken identities! Brilliant[ly ill-advised] schemes colliding with each other and blowing up in everybody's face! The faint air of Yakety Sax playing frequently in the background!

Honestly it feels a lot like Ann Leckie channeling Lois McMaster Bujold, with less intense character dynamics but also fewer moments of side-eye.

Our Heroine Ingray Aughskold is the foster daughter of an elected official who has been locked in competition with her foster-brother since they were both small for the eventual goal of inheriting their mother's position. Ingray comes from a public orphanage, while her asshole abrother is the son of a wealthy family, which gives him an edge that Ingray has never quite been able to best.

CUE: Brilliant[ly ill-advised] scheme! Ingray decides to attempt to break a fellow political foster-kid, Pahlad Budrakim, out of Compassionate Removal (i.e. terrible jail) in order to learn the location of the highly important cultural artifacts which Pahlad has hypothetically stolen.

Complication: Pahlad is possibly not Pahlad, and is certainly not inclined to be cooperative.
Complication 2: The space captain who Ingray hired to get them back home is wanted for theft by an alien ambassador, who Does Not Understand Humans, and whom everyone is panicked about offending due to some Very Important Alien Treaties.
Complication 3: Meanwhile, what Ingray's mother would actually like her to be doing with her time is shepherding around some other ambassadors, human ones from a different planet, who want to do politically-motivated excavations in a local nature preserve
Complication 4: Also, someone is about to get murdered!
Complication 5: And the cop in the case has a crush on Ingray!
Complication 6: And MANY OF THE HIGHLY IMPORTANT CULTURAL ARTIFACTS HAVE DISPUTED PROVENANCE AND IT'S VERY DISTRESSING (for everyone but me, because the minute I heard that title I was like 'this had better be about cultural heritage' and LO AND BEHOLD)

((...though I did want to see a little more documented archival paperwork and process surrounding the question of the authenticity of the artifacts, but I mean, ignore me, it's good, it's fine.))

My favorite character was definitely possibly-Pahlad, with their bitter cynicism and constant challenges to everyone else to do better; wanting More Pahlad all the time was probably my biggest complaint about the book.

My other favorite character was the almost entirely useless Radch ambassador, who just did not want to be there that day. Everything about the treatment of the Radch in this book delights me. "So weird to hear this totally clueless woman speaking with the accent we're used to hearing from villains on the TV!" You definitely don't need to have read the Imperial Radch books to enjoy Provenance, but I suspect it does probably make the few Radch cameos five times funnier.

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