surprise holiday company, stress
@Soreth Yikes. That's both unpleasant and uncool.
@ElectricKeet
GLLLLLLLLLLLLH
TIDE
job hunt; stress
@adeptomega *pets* You've got this. Even if this one doesn't come through, you will be okay.
Too Clever By Half
The artist had even offered a list of epithets for the Baron to admire in one corner of the frame: Liberality, Athleticism, Victory, Integrity, Charity.
"Lasich" was the Classic word for "weasel," one of the only creatures immune to the cockatrice’s touch.
“My compliments,” I offered evenly. “Do you feel it does you justice?”
“Best painting I’ve ever sat for, and I’ve had dozens,” the baron replied from the head of the table. “Sit; your pacing is making me tired.” #writing
Too Clever By Half
Over the fireplace hung a canvas, grotesque in its lavish detail. A wounded cockatrice occupied much of the center bottom of the image, a single bolt through the poor creature's neck, her blood pooling on the grass below. Above, dominating the frame, stood Baron Decebel. He wore an improbably red hunting jacket and cradled a still-cocked crossbow with one thumb on the bolt and one foot perched on the fallen animal, his face turned towards the heavens. #writing
@starkatt Basically, same as a stop-sign. What's the statute on rolling stops in WA? They were illegal in TX and PA where I learned to drive.
kinstuff
@zebratron2084 Working on it.
@a_breakin_glass The joys of vegemite.
If anyone is interested to read the story I told at the Glowtide gathering last night, I've written it all out here: https://spiritwork.latrani.net/post/168875694714/songs-for-the-sun (and it'll be going on the Eyrie Rites wiki soon too!)
@pzmyers@octodon.social "Anti-GMO" is such a loaded concept, though. The corn we eat is a GMO. The cows we eat are GMOs. Breeding is a form of "genetic modification." All the modern version is doing is speeding up that process. The problem is, how do you brand stuff like "breeding plants that don't spawn seeds to lock farmers into dependency on Monsanto" in a snappy way that gets people's attention without hitting folks making rice more nutritious and mold-resistant?
CALLING ALL POSTFURRIES
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to recapitulate the storyline of the Pied Piper of Hamelin as queer transhumanist fiction, with Fully Automated Gay Luxury Space Communism in place of the Faerie Veil.
This _includes_ the threat of inflicting bizarre, permanent transformations on interlopers, rather than stoop to mere vulgar murder. As revenge for stealing our economy, we turn their children into queer leftist space monsters.
I've just seen a tale of my people, in the caverns they call home. A youngling with a broken wing. The bully that goaded her into a crash, her fear of flight. The strange romance that coaxes her into the air again. A mating dance adapted for foreign forms. Tribal rivals, fighting for their claim to what's right. A contest, ancient tradition, one the progressive dare not deny. Broken wing now mended, victory pas de deux on high.
Invocation of Sagittarius
Sun and Moon rise and fall. Stars turn. Beneath the snow, the land awaits the coming spring.
Spirit of Sagittarius, fickle flame, I invite you to make your mark upon me, to burn away the veils that keep me from my best self and help me put the paths I'll never take to rest.
Xalki, reviewer, thank you for your standards. Your willingness to expect greatness encourages me to do the same. May I have the courage to hold myself in such high regard.
The Work Continues.
We've also added writing.exchange, who are a group of writers & poets exchanging stories and working together! They are part of a larger network known as the Write.as collective.
They are run by @matt. Awoo!!!!!
Paracosm
At this point, I'm literally nesting these layers three and four deep. I have one set of crystals -- and I do mean a set -- whose entire purpose is to purify the lab, establish aetheric tunnels with three public groves, and summons only those crystals from my private storehouse that I need for the second step. I don't even get to casting the actual spells I'm trying to cast until step two.
Account inactive -- moved to weirder.earth