This Last Weekend

Or - if you don't like a certain Internet meme, you can stop reading here and come back Wednesday for the Tarot motifs.

The Black Rook fell, and when he went, he went to Retirony.

I feel like I've lost a friend, which is ... odd. I've never met the man, never done more than trade words in passing. But the world seems ... slightly less safe now that there's one less Player in the Game.

I've got this odd ... belief system that's sprung up without me being fully aware it's happening. The idea is, the more people the Tall Man is following, the safer nobodies like me are - even if we actively choose to taunt Him from our safe, sheltered homes. (This whole thing being moronic anyway. I'm well aware it's just a meme gah.)

I wouldn't be a very interesting protagonist anyway. I've got no friends IRL, I don't remember dialogue, and the "Runner slowly goes insane while ignoring The Rules" plot looks to have been pretty much done to death. No? Yes.

I dunno. Finished actually reading The Tutorial, and then I finished Vivere Disce and left a nice little comment or something. Now there's a happy blog, though, isn't there. Didn't I mention somewhere that the idea of Proxies was more chilling to me than things which should not be?

My sense of time, location, and balance are all already fucked, what's reality itself thrown into the mix, anyway?

But humans are bastards. That's unquestionably true. And giving someone who's already a bit unhinged a reason to target me seems ... unwise.

I guess what I'm trying to say is: there's really nothing the Slender Man could do to me that a particularly determined psycho with a grudge couldn't - and there are lots and lots of those running around, while there's only one of Him.

There's a reason M warns against the other homeless people.

Oh. And the other night some fucker got into and rifled through my car. Thanks, asshole.

Fucking drug neighborhood.

Fuck. 

There Has To Be An Easier Way

So! You might have noticed that there are new ads on the site - Amazon, specifically, and I am told that the ads will gradually become more relevant as time goes on. Given my fascination with World of Warcraft and Plants Vs. Zombies, I've noticed that the Google ads have become pretty consistent - we'll see. Give them a click if you see something you like, anyway. (How to Become Werewolf? What?! I want to click it but I'm expressly forbidden.) There's also a donation button, and that is there because if you've got a few pennies to spare, you can help keep me in inspiration and new content (read: More WoW. Potentially other games too. Books, even! Leave a comment and I'll consider it anyway). Also because my diet right now consists primarily of ramen noodles, and we're cutting corners on every bill possible.

That's all I'm going to say about that; it's a hard economy pretty much everywhere.

That said, I've got a fistful of things to talk about, today!

First off, one of my friends linked me to this interesting website. It's supposed to analyze the content of your writing and tell you what famous author you write like. I plugged in the content of a post I've had on RP-Haven for a while, because I was curious as to what it would say.

I write like
Lewis Carroll

I Write Like by Mémoires, journal software. Analyze your writing!

So that's pretty cool. I don't know if it's accurate or not, but sure. Of course, you could comment here on your opinion on that, if you like - or not, don't worry one way or another.

I also did a bit of art recently for another friend of mine, who is the reason I have Cataclysm at all (or rather, she made it so I didn't have to choose between eating and a soul-consuming addiction). Happy Christmas again, Ashle.

On to the intended topic of this post! The links are for the less Warcraft inclined, for an idea of just how long a trip this ended up being.

So, I've gotten my baby Worgen to thirty-seven last night, having finished up North STV. (Baby raptor! Cuuuute!) Checking the Hero's Call board led me to believe going to the Western Plaguelands would be an awesome idea.

The only problem is, I'm Alliance right now, and I have no idea how they're supposed to get there.

The route's pretty simple if you're Horde. You trot off to Grom'gol (where this guy is), take a zeppelin north to Tirisfal Glades, and then walk east until you're there. Usually then you get killed by a welcome bear or something.

For the Alliance ... I actually really don't know. I imagine there's dragons somewhere.

So, I decided to head north to Stormwind and then take the tram to Ironforge, since I didn't have that flight point yet. So far, so good.

There's no fast travel to anywhere further north though, and I'm not even forty yet. No fast mount for me! Well, no problem. I see a couple of dig sites on the way there, so I figure I'll check them out.

The first, most important thing I learned is that I should never attempt Archaeology on my low leveled characters. I say this, because I came across a digsite with five distinct layers. From the top to the bottom is pretty much sufficient to get the [Going Down?] achievement ... or die. Mostly die. And there are raptors. Fossilized. Moving. Raptors. They were trying to kill me, with the assistance of gravity.

So, I'm not trying that again. Well. I'm lying. It's still pretty fun, just decidedly more lethal than doing it at 80 with flying.

Anyway, so I pick up two digsites in the Wetlands, one in Arathi, and two in Hillsbrad. This takes up about half of my night. Then I think to myself, "Hey, I'm in the area, I might as well do Peacebloom Vs. Ghouls."

So that takes roughly the other half of the night, and now my Worgen has a singing sunflower. So that's awesome.

From there, it's on to Silverpine. I remember Silverpine. It's pretty awesome to do the quests there, and I thoroughly recommend it as horde. As Alliance ... well, surprisingly I didn't run into any significant threats to my wellbeing, but I wasn't stupid enough to stick around and find any either. Running Wild through Silverpine I didn't have too many troubles, but running through Tirisfal Glades, I discovered that certain quest hubs should be avoided (specifically the tiny, innocuous post on the road south of Brill where this chick is) because they kill you. It hurts.

The Bulwark is less neutral than I remember, and significantly more lethal, but finally, finally my Worgen has a flight point to Andorhal.

Wait, Andorhal?

I guess WPL has changed pretty massively.

I'll have to check it out later.

Hilarity Ensues

Oh wow.

So my friends communicate almost entirely through RealID broadcasts, it seems, and in doing so, they have been going on and on, endlessly, about this ... thing they'd discovered all together, because hey - just because they really care, whatever they get, they share. Right? Right.

scrape


scrape


scrape

I hadn't ever heard of it before, so one of them links me it, and I begin reading like the endless pit of ravening I am. In all it took me a couple of days because I have the attention span of a flea on drugs. Not that I'm ever on drugs, mind. Drugs are bad, mmmkay?

So ... this collaborative story-thing answered a question I didn't even know I had, which is, "Why is there an NPC named Tednug with a Cat - Scratchfever walking down this particular path?" Not that I didn't kind of get the joke and laugh a little bit myself regardless before I caught the reference. But now it's just so much better. With harpies. I'm just a little bit saddened there isn't a TVTropes page for it yet, after apparently a year later.


I also discovered a nice little bit of fanfiction through TVTropes the other day - a slightly Alternate Universe Firefly piece called Forward. I'm not finished yet, but it's something on my To Do list. My biggest 'gripe' with it, such as it is, is it bringing characters who canonically died horribly back from the dead - and I can suspend disbelief for that. There is something that feels just a bit off in places - but overall, I find it fairly true to the series.

MetaThought

Edit, March 2: How the hell did I miss the post title being misspelled?  Double-u-tea-eff, mate.

There's just no simple way to translate this all into printed text. Nonlinear thought tends to be difficult that way.

Just a simple free-write to get the creative juices running in a pseudo-productive way.

((Edit: Now with a textual translation!))

Metathought
Or: Thinking about thinking about thinking

It is sometime after six AM as I fold myself into my bed, heavy faux-fur blanket nearest to my skin and I think my bloodflow must be very poor as my feet are radiating cold.

No wonder they refused to put needles in me.

I want an orange/clementine
When I'm done writing

Visions are flashing into my head as I reminisce - my reoccuring dream and y'said
Falling / Falling

Too many connections
Tangential thoughts
Outlining words now to show their disconnect

Thoughts proceed in nonlinear fashion.
Bad enough it's noticed, problems with facilitating communications and tangential thoughts blocking coherent lines of reason
    ^ snorted off dead hookers
drugs < lines > thoughts
          clinics?

memes and movie quotes

Rule 34

More tired than I thought
Cycling back, old thoughts return
Stomach queasy
Sleep deprivation
I think in circles sometimes - FREE ASSOCIATION

she has her lucid periods, we're hoping to improve on them
- What use do we have for a psychic if she's insane?

Have to write it down
SUDDENLY BLOOD EVERYWHERE

Sleep, Interrupted (butterfly girl)

SLEEP Sleep sleep sleep sleep sleep sleep.

I am an amalgamation of memes
No thought is original
There is a playlist of music in my brain. Tonal values, vowel sounds more than words.
I can't focus on my own words

If you are near to the dark I will tell you 'bout the sun
- But it does not mean a thing to you
- It's in you, not in me
-IT DOES NOT MUCH MATTER TO ME

Black sun, blue sun

Blood on a smiley face, Roar-Shock
Dogs _ A pretty butterfly

Bloody day.

NOT
REA
LLY.

Sleep, Killer.

Fragmented reality

COLD

thoughts > cocks > dickerdoodles > lol > 8==>

(|:D

I thought what I'd do was I'd pretend to be one of those deaf-mutes

Ghost in the shell - fragments of code

AI - I, Robot

ROBOT APOCALYPSE - > Lich King

Ninja Pirate Zombie Robot