rosa_acicularis: (pink dalek)
No, not really. But still -- the idea has quite arrested me.
cut for suspense.  )
rosa_acicularis: (shadows)
I have two strange new addictions: Inception fic, and a choose-your-own-adventure sort of game called Echo Bazaar. I'm amazed by the quality of the fic that's been written in the short time since the movie's release, though perhaps I shouldn't be -- if ever a movie was destined to give birth to a fandom, it was Inception. (And Star Wars, I guess. But never mind that.) Arthur/Ariadne is my poison of choice, but I'm enjoying all sorts of pairings and not-pairings. Perhaps I shall do a rec list? Perhaps.

Echo Bazaar, on the other hand, sort of surprised me, as I've never played a game like this before and I wouldn't have thought I'd get so attached to it so quickly. I'm not sure how to describe it, so I'm stealing a quote from this rather informative website:

"Echo Bazaar is a web-based card game set in the heart of Fallen London, 'a short boat-ride from Hell'. As soon as you log in, there is an otherwordly feeling, despite the almost familiar descriptions of London. You are surrounded by the neutral dark colors of the ‘Neath with the simple words at the top of your screen: Welcome, delicious friend.

On the surface, it is a simple turn-based role-playing game with quirky text. But that doesn’t begin to describe Echo Bazaar."

I made myself a Twitter account just to play this. That's how much fun it is. I'm rosa_acicularis on Twitter and in the game; you should come play with me in Fallen London, and we will become master thieves together and drink fungal wine.

(It's better than it sounds.)

oh boy.

May. 29th, 2010 09:19 pm
rosa_acicularis: (shadows)
Ashes to Ashes ate my soul.

(And my already tenuous relationship with reality.)
rosa_acicularis: (fozzie bear)
This might be the unemployment talking, but I've just decided that what the world really needs is a novel about twenty-something hipster werewolves living in Portland. Written by me.

Excuse me, I have to go start my outline.
rosa_acicularis: (bloo wiggin)
I have just made contact with the WORLD'S BIGGEST SPIDER. And by "contact" I mean "smashed the crap out of it with my boot while sobbing like a frightened child." Before I got up the nerve to squish it I stared at it in horror for about half an hour, completely unable to believe the size of it, and now I am seeing phantom spiders everywhere, like when you stare at a light bulb for too long and you can see the light even after you close your eyes.


Also, I feel really guilty about killing it, as it was obviously some sort of spider king (spider god?) and now I am responsible for the fall of an entire spider civilization, and anyway it was sort of beautiful in a completely terrifying way, and I generally frown on killing living things just because they creep you out, but SERIOUSLY. This thing would have munched on my head as I slept. It was that big.

(It is still big, only now it is dead and big. People, I have killed Aragog and made Hagrid cry. I am a horrible person.)

In a completely unrelated matter, I am about 5,000 words into a Merlin fic (I know, I know) and if anyone on my flist actually, you know, watches that show (which is awesome, and you should) I could use a second opinion/betay thing. I promise not to yell at you about spiders if you're interested.

Well. Not much, anyway.

rosa_acicularis: (muppet OTP)
No, my friends, I am still here. You have not dreamt me - I am flesh and blood, blood and flesh, true and as real as something which is true, and real. And do not think that because I have not been posting that I have not been here among thee - oh no. I have. I have watched thee from on high (above sea level) and now I have returned to walk amongst thee. And around thee. And occasionally over thee.

Yeah, see, this is why I haven't posted. I'm a lunatic.

I was bumped up to full-time at the bookstore a couple of months ago (I don't think I posted about that. Did I?) and so my life has been rather internet-lite of late. I have kept up with fandom brouhaha (at least, as much as I ever have) and I have been writing fic, though not much and not terribly well. There has been some small amount of REAL LIFE DRAMA, which I may post friends-lockedly later, but first I wanted to say:

I am not dead. I am still working on fic. I enjoy munster cheese. I love you all.

These are the things I wanted to say. Also:

(Buy it at Borders! Yay Borders!)

holy crap.

Dec. 27th, 2008 10:19 pm
rosa_acicularis: (pink dalek)
Winners of the first round of The Children of Time Awards were announced today, and a few of my fics have been perfectly insufferable ever since. Lording it over the others, preening in the metatextual mirrors, and just generally behaving like shameless divas. The Devil You Know is the worst, really, seeing as she's so new to the business, but Incurable got disgustingly pissed at the after-party, stumbling around with an award in each hand and hitting clumsily on all the waiters. (She likes a man in a tuxedo.) And they've both been horribly cruel to But Broken Lights, who - let's be fair - has aged well past her prime and 'only' managed to snag a Runner Up. They're bitches, quite frankly, and I can't stand to be around them for another moment.

But thanks for voting anyway, gang. And congratulations to all the other winners, nominees, nominators, organizers, innocent bystanders, and deep sea divers to whom such congratulations may be owed. Go team!

(You see, this is why I haven't posted in a month; my brain is dead. Long live my brain.)

rosa_acicularis: (tempest)
Like, now, please.

Still without wireless at the old homestead, and, after a month or so of deprivation, have been weaned from my addiction. No, really. I think that I may no longer be obsessed with Doctor Who

This is not an acceptable situation. )
rosa_acicularis: (wall e my love)
Oh, the drama. Oh, the heartbreak.

It may be many days before I see you again, my loves, but please - tell me of the joyful (livejournal) sounds which I have missed, and whose absence pains me so greatly.


rosa_acicularis: (do i twist rose)
You know you're in Obsessive Fic Mode when you take a moment to fiddle with your iTunes writing playlist and find yourself thinking, "Wow. I should really put together a fanmix for this story. That'd be awesome."

*shakes head and wanders away, muttering*


Jul. 5th, 2008 02:30 pm
rosa_acicularis: (ahh cheese)

Sorry. Just needed to get that out of my system.
rosa_acicularis: (donna's omgwtf)
Here's a little walk down memory lane for anyone curious about my past in the West Wing fandom. This was one of the last Josh/Donna fics I wrote, and is therefore slightly less embarrassing than the others.

But only slightly.

As I said, it's Josh/Donna. Rated All Ages (though there's a bit of strongish language), and set pre-series.

rosa_acicularis: (casey has a card)
Last night in a brief moment of insanity, I showed my mother the lolcat Bible. After a good deal of explanation and some discussion of basic lolgrammar, she decided it was amusing, not blasphemous. Ever since, our conversations have taken on an odd quality:

rosa_acicularis: (broTP)
Why, oh why am I awake at five o'clock in the morning on my day off?

This bewilders me.

*wanders off, mumbling incoherently*
rosa_acicularis: (ten covered in jam)
Open your iTunes Music Store and search for songs with "bad wolf" in the title.

Some highlights to sample:

Barbara Streisand's Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf
L.L. Cool J.'s Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf (He's the third little piggy, is Cool J. He ain't no fool.)
Peter Broggs of "Reggae for Kids" and his Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf
Max Raabe's Wer hat angst vor dem bosen Wolf
and Wolf Pack Click's you Gotta Eat P***y.

And that is but the tip of the iceberg, my friends. The list goes on and on...
rosa_acicularis: (mmm? one)
Y'all may or may not remember my ranty 'the Doctor has feelings, too, dammit!' meta from a week or so ago,, I read something else that sparked my inner rage-filled fan girl. (Actually, it isn't so much rage as a vague discontent, peppered with sporadic grumpiness and the occasional longing for an ice cream sandwich.)

Only, this time I've decided to throw aside my dependence upon rhetoric and indiscriminate verbosity and instead communicate my thoughts through a new medium.

rosa_acicularis: (awesome not sad)
Meez 3D avatar avatars games

Does anyone remember that movie The Pagemaster? You know - the one where a library turns Macaulay Culkin into a cartoon character and then he goes on adventures in all sorts of classic literature?

That is exactly what my night has been like so far.

(Those are my shoes. That I'm wearing right now. Animated.)

ETA: Cartoon!Rose's ridiculously large eyes are a bit crossed, aren't they? Hmm. Troubling.


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