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08:30 pm
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I was walking to my vehicle to drive home. On the nearly-empty street, there was my car just past the corner; an empty space; another car; and empty space for the rest of the block.
A woman pulled around the corner, came to a stop alongside car #2, and began parallel parking into the space between us.
It was a snug fit, but she wedged her car in after pulling forward again to straighten out. Still walking, I got my keys out and crossed the street.
The car in front of her turned on its lights, cranked its engine, and pulled away.
I got into my car and drove off.
Elapsed time from meticulous parallel parking job to otherwise empty street: 12.6 seconds.
So, if you're having the sort of day where the universe seems to be laughing at you ... just remember, it's not all bad. Because that could have been you.
Tags: my brain now hurts
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08:08 pm
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Dragon sighting
Hot damn.
Larger. Source. Previously; also.
Happy Year of the Dragon!
(Edit: Locked comments due to spam)
Tags: draconity
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02:33 am
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MORE MANLY NEEDED!!
SO THERE's been too many ponies areound here! Ponies are not manly like greek fighters. This is a misteak that must be remediated!
I went to see the movie IMMORTALS and it blew my manhood away! I dunno if you'll see it bcuz you might not own a movie theater, but luckily I am writing the OFFICIAL NOVELLATION of the movie!!! Ok, the 2ND official novellation, because I found a script on the Internet for an earlier version of the movie. I know bcuz the tittle was almost the same.
So I olficially wrote this with official movie plot using the earlier script as a guide!!! I hope ... you enjoy it!
My ImmortalsBy Trogdor69300
RATED M FOR MANLY SWEARS!!! VIOWER EXCRETION ADVISD.
(AN: AN means Author's Note!!! so now u know)
Chapter 1
Hi my name is Theseus Meat'arm Testosticlës McFight Guy and I have big rippling pecs (that's how I got my fist middle name) with leather straps and a spear that reaches my mid-back and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like King Lionidas (AN: if u like purrsins get da hell out of here!). I'm not related to Perseus but I wish I was because he's a major fucking hottie. Zeus is my real dad but I don't know that bcuz he cant tell any1. I have manly tanned skin like spartians. I'm also a fighter, and I take sparran lessons from Zues in my village where i dont wanna have girlfriends bcuz every1 hates me (I'm seventeen). I'm angry about being hated bcuz my mom got raped and stuff. So I got so depressed that I became a fighter and converted to spratanism.
For example I was practicing as a fighter one day. I was wearing a leather armor in v shaped stripes. I was wearing black tussled hair to show off my manly face. I was wearing rippled muscles and hot looking like spratan. It was hot and sunny so there was no cold, which I was very happy about bcuz I could take off my cloak and flex my mussels. A lot of soldiers stared at me. I gave them my middle finger.
"Hey Theusus!" shouted a voice. It was ... soldier Lysander!
"Whats up Lysande?" I asked.
"Nothing." he said.
But then, I heard him speak. "Except that your mom is a hour!"
Chapetr 2
"What!" I sneered. "You fucking tell me what you fucking mean you fucker!"
"I mean she got raped!" Lysader grunted. "Like someone put their thing in her you-know-what!"
"YOU TAKE THAT BACK!!!!!" I yelled with my fists. Lysandro drew a sword but I won and took it. Other soldiers cum to save him but they were stopped by .... Cernel Joson! (AN: Doom Reapercousins of Evil rox!!! thanx for the proofredding Peter)
"Cernel, Theseu's mom had sex!!" Lysnader said.
"DAMMIT LIANDER I KILL YOU!!" I SCREAMED!
"No!!" Joson lectured. "Theseis if you kill him ..... it is against the Spratan code of manely honor! U will be Pursian!"
I gasped. I wanted 2 kill Lies-ander so bad for his Lies (AN: get it?? hahahaa) but I knew I couldn't! So I stopped.
Cpahter 3
Joyson said, "MOFG Thisius!! that was the most manly thing I have ever seen. If I was gay I would totally make man love to you, But I'm not. You should join the soldiers bcuz we love Spratanists like u."
But that made me think of my angst. "No cernel!" I said in a depressed voice. "I hate every1 in town bcuz my mom got raped and your Persion army weren't going to let us leave when Hyperion attached!" I ran away with my manly brooding.
"I hope yiu change your mind!" Joson said sexily. "Oh Lilander! I almost frogot. U suck and u insluted Theseus so you are not a soldier now."
"NOOOOOOOOOO" Lysadnor screamed. (AN: fuck him bcuz he was a person and persions deserve it) Then he got expelled 2 join Hyparian.
Hypaxion is a vallian even though he's a Spartianist and hats the gods too. He is looking for the epthrus bow to kill other spartrans and revenge his mom dying from the plague. But now Lysanedr, who is a stupid coward, is under his control.
"Lissaner," Hyparin said. "I don't like u so now I'm going to crush your man parts with a big hammer."
"ok" said Lysainder, who knew he deserved it.
Chapater 4
I didn't hear Lysander scremaing in pain bcuz I was brooding at da tree by da labrianth. I looked at the tree and thought of Zeus and how he taught me to hit the tree with all my angster and manly rage. I thought of a flashback seen, and it was me as a kid with a stick hitting the tree with strong arms and muscles. I was dressed in brown rag pants and had bare feet that showed off my legs. Even as a kid I had the best mucsles of the Spartanists and that's why Zeus wanted to be my dad.
"Thiesius" he said (AN: this is still in the flashbeck, ok??). "U gotta love all the men of Greece."
"But they don't love me," I respawned.
"U gotta anyways!" he begged. "Someone has to stand behind the weak and defianceless!"
"I guess" I said mopingly. "Except I only wanna help Spartanists who are my friends!"
"OK." he said. "Hey, what happened to stupid Liensder?"
"His Presian man balls got crushed." I said with a grin.
But the flashback was over and there was ....... my mom!
AN: I WON'T RAED FLAMES FROM FUCKIN PERSIANS, I'm gettin sick of crap, if you can't be Spratanist GET DA FUCK OUT from my fic! PS I'm not gunna be updating any more umtil I get five good revioews! So if u want more TELL ME WHAT U THINK AS LONG AS IT's good!
Current Location: ~/Brainstorm
Current Mood:  misschievest
Current Music: "Real Man," Bruce Sprangstien
Tags: fanfic, my brain now hurts, transcendent masculinity, writing
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12:19 am
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Announcement: P&P launch 10/31!
Hello, everypony! I've got great news:
== THE WAIT IS OVER! ==
The official soft launch for the D&D MLP game is:
NIGHTMARE NIGHT 2011
(That's MONDAY, OCT. 31 for those of you a little behind on season 2. :))
== What does this mean? ==
The same great roleplaying we've seen so far will continue, but now we're adding dice and turning the situation up to 11: there's a missing spellbook to find; a dungeon to explore; and a celestial in deep trouble! (... Whoops, was that my outside voice?)
Virtual dice will be slung as our heroes try to evade the traps and defeat the monsters of the reawakened underground complex below Fillydelphia. Meanwhile, open-ended roleplaying will continue in the freeform board -- there are plenty of other issues to be resolved up on the surface. (In particular, the visiting Princess Luna might need some help going incognito and discovering what life is like for regular ponies ...)
== What's a "soft launch"? ==
That means that the D&D game will be officially under way by that date. Game is starting off simple -- with a Skill Challenge, and fully assembling the party -- so it's OK if you don't have your character finished by then. However, if you'd like to join in, please at least start the character generation process by that date, so we can work you in with the least hassle.
Freeform RP is already ongoing! Jump in, or back in, at any time.
== How many players in game? ==
The dungeon-crawling portion of the roleplay is limited to SIX ACTIVE PLAYERS, one character each. Right now, we have four, so speak up soon if you're interested.
The freeform portion of the roleplay (the "Fillydelphia" board) has no player/character limits. Come in, introduce yourself, bring a friend!
== But I've fallen way behind on the game! ==
Then this is your best chance to step in and start fresh! You are hereby officially FORGIVEN any absence, and absolved of any need to read the backlog. Guilt is not a pony virtue.
Here's all you need to know: Everyone's playing an OC (Original Character) pony, and the game is set in the eastern Equestria town of Fillydelphia. Right now, it's Friendsday night after dark; all the action's at the Celestial Temple (where a work party has been arranged to clean up damage from a swarm of taurmites); and some crazy rumors are spreading that Princess Luna herself showed up at the work party.
There have been plenty of shenanigans RP'ed already. Do you have to know about them? No -- you weren't there! Others can catch you up once your character shows up (arrives in town/finishes their chores at home/whatever). Have your character ask any questions you've got -- someone should cheerfully catch you up.
However, if you want the 50-cent version of the RP so far, I've written a good summary here in my livejournal.
== Awesome! How do I join you, again? ==
http://www.tomorrowlands.org/pony/
Sun and Moon's blessings,
Baxil
Current Location: ~/Brainstorm
Current Mood:  exuberant
Current Music: Rhythm Corps, "Number Song"
Tags: roleplaying, transcendent masculinity
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11:04 pm
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Thou shalt not TWIBU in vain
Some of you might have seen the "Don't ask about the orange paint" tag on my IM status earlier this week. Some of you might have even asked me about it ...
So did I mention I went hiking last weekend? I was trying to do a last-gasp mountain ascent in defiance of upcoming autumn. The weather had turned beautiful again after a spate of early rain, and I was getting antsy about the turn of the seasons.
I drove out to the Sierra crest, parked at sundown in a completely empty campground (this would be a major theme for the trip), and night-hiked up English Mountain -- from bottom to top, a 4-hour, 2000' ascent. The hike was lovely: I saw some shooting stars along the way; I got less lost than expected considering I was routefinding by flashlight and memory; and even the moonlight rock climbing at the peak was pretty mild.
Once at the top and settled in to my mountaintop campsite, I texted ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.1) roaminrob: "The worst is behind me!" That's our English Mountain in-joke, dating back to our first trip, when I tried to cheer him up by uttering "The Worst Is Behind Us!" ... right before we rounded the corner to Dead Man's Hill.
Invoking TWIBU is a sure-fire way to guarantee impending unpleasantness. But oh! Folly! Vanity! I figure: I'm safe from the curse! I'm already DONE climbing!
So, naturally ... ( Grossness warning )
As if that somehow isn't enough: storm clouds blow up an hour or two later, and I have to scramble for shelter in the middle of the night.
I'm sleeping on top of the peak, ducked behind some low rocks for wind shelter. I try to assemble my tent where my sleeping bag is. However, the spot is broadside to the wind -- the top of the tent catches the full force of it and tries to fly us away. I can't rotate the tent, or put it anywhere else, because the ground is way too jagged -- and I can't safely set it up in my chosen sleep spot.
But there's no way I'm ignoring the clouds. I've got enough clothing for comfort, but not to outlast an unexpected October rainstorm, and if my down bag gets soaked I'm in genuine trouble.
So I jury-rig the tent. Instead of setting it up full height, I thread the arch pole through but don't set it on either end. Then I prop it up on my backpack frame. Now I have a two-foot-tall covered crawlspace -- just enough to snug into, and not tall enough to catch the wind.
What I didn't count on was that this kept the tent fabric from being pulled taut.
So, all night, the little wind I'm getting is catching the fabric and
FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP FLAP
... as I'm huddled around my backpack in a little circle, on painfully rocky ground, and under questionably adequate shelter.
I pin down the edges of the fabric with rocks as best I can, but there's no stopping the noise. Already weakened and spacy from gut shock, I end up getting approximately an hour's sleep.
It never rains.
The best part? I get up in the morning. Not a single cloud in the sky. There is a big ol' troll sun sitting in the middle of a sea of blue:
U MAD, BRO?
The wind has died down (as has my gut). It's as if the nightmare of the past eight hours simply had never happened.
Basically, this was the universe deciding to slap me upside the head for taking the Holy Invocation of TWIBU in vain.
For my own safety, I really need to learn to stop defying fate like that.
Current Location: ~/bax_pc
Current Mood:  tired
Current Music: Main Theme, "Broken Arrow" OST
Tags: hiking
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09:52 pm
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Oh yeah! I have a Livejournal!
And I keep forgetting to update it, too! But I'm overdue for an update on:
OUR STORY SO FAR: Back in June, a mysterious figure hacked into the server (!!) in order to join the new My Little Pony roleplaying forum -- using the character of Equestrian goddess Princess Luna. We played cat-and-mouse for a little while, but matters finally came to a head.
Fortunately, everyone agreed to play nice, and nobody got scared off, and Luna's been posting ever since.
( Meanwhile, in Fillydelphia: A summary of three months of forum RP )
In the most recent threads, Gemini dragged Moonglow into a private meeting with Luna after catching Moonglow in the act of stealing a spellbook of potential interest to the princess.  But the meeting exploded into a cascade of revelations and expectation-breakers, until Moonglow made an earnest offer to help Luna with her investigations -- an offer the princess could not write off as either suspicious or obligatory. The act of somepony volunteering to help her shocked Luna into a realization that hit hard: Changing into Nightmare Moon upon her return might not have been necessary.
She fled the room and tried to react in private, only to have basically everypony walk in on her at once and realize something was wrong.
And, last night, Luna posted an amazing barnscorcher of a post explaining her reaction, and answering some questions about the nature of Nightmare Moon that dated back to her arrival. My jaw's still on the floor.
* ALSO! *
After way the heck too long, I'm starting the character generation process! (Remember how, once upon a time, the entire point of the forum was to play a 4th Edition D&D game?) The number of D&D players will be limited, because I can't GM for more than 5-6 people and maintain any semblance of pace, but new players for the non-formal RP (i.e., everything you've already read about up there in Fillydelphia) are welcome at any time. Just drop on by, register a character, and leap into the most recent forum thread (or create one of your own)!
Current Location: ~spiral
Current Mood:  good
Current Music: Not A Clever Pony, "Lower The Moon"
Tags: roleplaying, tales from the table, transcendent masculinity
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08:23 pm
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That old "interesting times" adage
After a weekend spent working and entertaining family -- punctuated by a server move that I'm almost certain had nothing to do with my mysterious hacker -- I've come back to the Pony4e board with an uncomfortable realization: I can't afford to wait and watch "Princess Luna" any more.
She hasn't done anything else wrong -- unless Inaki and I missed something grave while investigating the recent server outages -- but it's only a matter of time before she realizes I've been watching. And if I don't force matters before then, she might do something regrettable.
( This is my life: in a reluctant fight with a dark equine goddess. )
Current Location: ~spiral
Current Music: Yes, "Miracle of Life"
Tags: my brain now hurts, transcendent masculinity
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02:23 am
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Tlands update
A quick note FYI -
It looks like Inaki has traced Tlands' recent outages (including the RP board) to an unrelated site on the same server, getting hammered with an unusual level of traffic that's pushing Apache into resource usage past usability.
Tomorrowlands was down a couple of times today because he had to manually take down Apache. But Inaki will be working on the issue this weekend, and shuffling around some hosted sites to improve everyone's accessibility.
This appears to have involved a server move for Tlands. It looks like the move has temporarily broken scripting support, including the forum. :(
I'm helping Kady out with a wedding she's catering tomorrow, and I have family visiting, so I will be unable to immediately address this. If anything is down on Tlands, that's why. I will work on it Saturday night or Sunday.
UPDATE: Should be fixed; see comments.
Current Location: ~/Brainstorm
Current Mood: exhausted
Tags: tlands, transcendent masculinity
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12:01 pm
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Seasonal nostalgia
Transcribed from last night's voice notes:
I'm usually not very good about holidays. But today, to celebrate the Solstice, I walked uphill to watch the sunset -- alone with the spirits and birds.
It was an unbearably melancholy way to celebrate the longest day of the year, full of light and life. But it's also fitting. For me, Solstice is a melancholy time. I think this is because I have an uneasy relationship with spring. Spring is a time of life, creation; I like creation, yet I prefer summer's solitude.
As a capstone to spring, Solstice is a beautiful holiday. As the start of summer, it's depressing. As much as I love summer, the longest day of the year is at the start of the season. Everything I like about it starts as great as it's ever going to get, and only slides downhill from there. This gives summer a sense of innate urgency that no other season really has.
It is perhaps not coincidence that, on the Pacific Crest Trail, Solstice marks the metaphorical and literal high point of the trip. In an average year, that's when hikers reach the High Sierra -- the highest point on the trail, the most gorgeous terrain, and the greatest challenges (including Mount Whitney, the tallest mountain in the continental U.S., which is just a short detour away). By the time you finish the High Sierra, you've conquered both extremes -- the desert and the mountains. In a sense, everything after that is merely mileage toward the border.
My hike fell apart not long after Solstice ... which was particularly cruel, because I survived the 700 miles of hot, grueling trail that cause 90% of thru-hiker dropouts. (It was my intention to keep going to the end. Injury and finances put an end to that.) In hindsight, I wonder how much of this Solstice's melancholy is a response to that unfinished goal.
Half an hour after sunset, the dusk is calm and vibrant. I am outside in short sleeves, admiring the sky, listening to the crickets. I think nights are my favorite part of summer. I like nights in general, but I can't connect with them when I am wearing 16 layers of clothing and trying not to focus on how miserable the cold is making me.
A summertime hike under the full moon is about the most awesome hike there is. And lying down and staring at the stars on a warm summer night is the most beautiful connection you will ever make, to anything, ever.
Current Location: ~spiral
Current Music: Splashdown, "Lost Frontier"
Tags: misc life updates
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09:24 pm
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Shit has, as they say, gotten meta.
Hey, folks! Life goes on, and after a long week at work (and a scare with my car -- which was resolved by an unexpected act of generosity on my bosses' part), I'm trying to get back into the swing of things. And meanwhile, things have been more eventful than usual out in the land of:
First of all, due to RL time concerns, bossgoji has withdrawn as player liaison/co-organizer for the D&D portion of the board. I would still like to make the Pony/D&D4e game occur, though; I've already ordered a 4th Edition PHB so I can chew through the rules conversion in my away-from-computer time (which will help a lot). I'll post a new timeline for game start on the board itself.
Assuming that the forum's not destroyed by a vengeful goddess in the meantime.
( Seriously. The board's being hacked. Details inside. )
Current Location: ~/Brainstorm
Current Mood:  scared
Current Music: The Infinity Project, "Stimuli"
Tags: infohazard, tlands, transcendent masculinity
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