It's not Obsession

ON FIRE.

That is all.

Just when I THINK I'm being twisted somewhere?

... yeah, no. I can think of other twisted things elsewhere. WITH HELP, obviously. Thanks, Teresa. I don't know if this friendship can continue if you're going to corrupt people like that. Hattie is INNOCENT. :P

And no, ARES, that's not an offer.

( Other things that are boring... )

I've been RPing a very long time, it seems. Well, when it comes to LJ/IJ RP, anyway.

In January of 2004, I did a search on Livejournal for fans of 'stargate' and came up with a roleplay game. It was a game called the_sgc and the first character I picked up with was Anise and her human host, Freya. The moderator there was a girl who went by the name of panthera.

Now, Panth? Panth was a kick. She was one of the best mods that I've ever had the joy of writing with. She was patient with newbies and when I went to make an original character (that was really supposed to come and go), she let her be a Mary Sue kind of gal and that was it. There was no accusations or rudeness, she just let us all play and it was glorious.

OH, well. I also met ambisis in that game, and it turned out she lived like, ten minutes from me and we've been best friends ever since, but that's another (fantastic) story. ;)

So, I played Anise/Freya (who had twins with Sgt. Walter Davis - those twins will be FIVE in July) and I had my new character, Shannon Weiss. Shannon's gone through some reworking, but she eventually became the sgc_spybarbie that married daniel_sgc and those two had a baby named... hattie_notqueen. :D

I really love my RP's.

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I started off in Theatrical Muse in March of 2004 with Helen of Troy and wrote prompts for her for a year before I even thought about jumping into the side business of RP with her.

She became good friends with John Munch (of SVU fame), and eventually married him, much to Hermes chagrin. But before they were married, she and Hermes had a really amazing one-night-stand. Oh, those two. Always snarking at each other, bitching about each other, and really? The closest friends. They do love each other. Not in a way that they'd ever BE together, but it's a love nonetheless.

So, they had this lovely one-night-stand and from that came... antigone_grace, who eventually came into her own in my head.

Helen, after three years of marriage to John, witnessed his death in a drive-by and ended up asking Zeus for her mortality before committing suicide. Hermes took her to Elysian Fields and there she stays.

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So, basically, I've had the same characters in my head for years... and years... and years... and though I try to let them go, it's hard. Even now, when Hermes does something outrageous or wacky, Helen is the first to poke her head up with a LOOK.

I've spent years creating elaborate storylines for them and played those storylines out with very skilled writers and I've been so fortunate to have that in my life.

To be honest, I miss that.

I miss the time and the dedication that went into the weeks and months of storylines and not knowing what was going to happen next, exactly. Having a starting point, knowing what points we wanted to cross and getting to some kind of vague ending... thing. Whatever happened in the meantime was awesome.

The closest thing I have going with that is the KITT & HATTIE thing, but that's because we play in journals. Maybe the LC people, at times. Occasionally the SPN people, but yeah. It's all just sitting out there in petty one-offs.

People are so concerned with the concept of godmodding that they don't TRUST their RP partners anymore. I know I can say to certain people, "Okay, take over for me with [my character] and I'll see you tomorrow!" in a party post or something. I know they're not going to do something wildly out of character with mine.

And when writing a scene, how hard is it to say, "Sue smiled. Motioning with her head, she led them to a table and sat first." How dare Sue assume that Ted wanted to sit down?!

I just don't understand why some assumptions can't go into writing if you trust the person you're writing with. If you don't trust them, why are you playing? It's made me skittish around players I don't know very well. I don't want them to jump on me.

That said, I just met an entirely new group of people, an entirely NEW GAME. I don't know them, they don't know me and yet... we all MESH. And I did. I said, "Okay, Lauren, you can move _____ for the rest of the party. Have fun!"

My girl got another drink and made out with her boyfriend on a couch. It was in character (enough) for the game, and the scene. I'd known Lauren all of a week. But I trusted she wasn't going to make my girl the party floozy and have her do a strip tease.


... I just miss that kind of RP. Where epic stuff happens. Example? Antigone's had quite a life. ♥

/rant

... how much I love you all.

Lani - I desperately hope you feel comforted this weekend.

Rach - I hope you get some....thing.

Jilly - I sincerely hope you have some kind of pain relief.

Jewels - I want you to feel the love.

Alliana - Thank you for knowing it all the last few days and not judging.

Lodi - You crazy bitca. ♥

Teresa - I hope you finally get some rest.

Well, BSG is back. I've said this and I rejoice in it. Which means that the crack is back. :D Ya'll can rejoice in THAT.

*DEEP BREATH*

Back in the day (04/30/2007), Lodi and I had been talking and see... Lee Adama is a ninny. He was a ninny then and he's a ninny now (except for those three minutes where his dial flipped briefly to awesomesauce - but I can't find it on YouTube so maybe it never happened? IDK). ANYWAY, it was decided that Michael Vaughn (Alias) and Lee Adama had attended the ninnery together. And thus a post was born.

A post that I couldn't post in my journal at the time because I was afraid of offending someone. ME! AFRAID OF OFFENDING SOMEONE. *cough* And now I'm about to um, do that. Mostly because I didn't know her that well and now I DO, so... yeah.

sorry. :(

BUT THE FACT OF THE MATTER IS, ya'll have to see this post as it was originally written.

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Mo and I are on crack, right? Everyone on board? Okay, great!

She and I ended up discussing, as we usually do, how Lee Adama and Michael Vaughn (from Battlestar Galactica and Alias, respectively) are both ninnies.

She links me to this picture:



and says, "That is Lee."

My response was, "oh, jesus god!" followed by, "Is that the uniform they wear at the ninnery?"

Okay, hang on a second. I must explain that Lani coined the term "ninnery" last week when she said "Get thee to a ninnery!" in the comments of Mo's journal.

Mo then responded with "That's the HEAD BOY uniform at the ninnery. The rest of them just wear this...



At which point I began to laugh so hard that I couldn't breathe. As soon as I got it under control, I happened to glance at the picture again, and the whole process started over.

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I'm sorry... I really am. For those not entirely in the know, that's KITT's human PB. *sighs* It's not my fault that they had him modeling that year's regatta whatev ninnery uniform.

♥

For whatever reason, Nick Bryant decided I was going to get NO SLEEP last night. And when I say no sleep? I mean that I was checking the clock every 45 minutes, sometimes less.

This man, for NO REASON I CAN FATHOM, sat in my brain (thank you so much, Teresa, go jump in a lake) and... fuckifIknow, did nothing all night long. And get this! The mun for another character was there (that Lucky chick) only SHE looked just like her PB (since I don't even know what she MIGHT look like) and it was all about his suits and shit.

His. CLOTHES.

I think he wanted to hold meaningful convos with the wife of his that lives in MY head, but HELLO, we were trying to sleep. And by GOD, I have NEVER had that happen to me before. Fake people (THAT DON'T EVEN BELONG TO ME) keeping me awake.

And dammit, HE'S REAL. He's a real person. He was just waaaaaaaaandering around. Lookin' all smart and shit in his suits.

Note to self (and T): No more talking about that man's clothes ever again. And I'm not screencapping anymore shieze. NO MORE. *needs drugs, clearly*


EDITED: THIS. He wanted to know if I liked the [LIGHT GREY SUIT] or the [DARK GREY SUIT] better. ARGH!

Thank you, Lani. That one thing is taken care of.

Also? Random-like? Thank you, Aki. You are SO right. :D Theft Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. *hee*

To Jewels and Kim: I'm sorry she sucked like that. :( Ya'll didn't deserve that. But now is BETTER times, yes? <3

Rachael: Birthday Bewbies rocked as usual. You sing lovely and thank you so much for making me sing whilst sick as a dog.

Cher: ...ilu.

( DOCTOR WHAT?! )

If you email me and say, "So I had a dream last night that you were doing my mom, and all I could think was, 'well, at least my mom's getting some'", my first thought is NOT going to be "OMG EW!"

It's going to be, "Well, um... is your mom hot?"

Because, hell. At least I was getting some.

PS: Apologies in advance to my sister who has to read this.