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i don't get angry when i'm pissed; i'm the eternal optimist.
while not the worst thing ive looked up, i distinctly remember at one point looking up (and proceeding to deepdive) on quantum mechanics and various theories of quantum physics. all to check if a metaphor i was writing made sense.

rlly gave me the vibe of:

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the fact i can buy a new high end laptop for video games as a birthday gift to myself in less than a month, along with planning out an out of town vacation with my coworkers, is not smth i expected from my life earlier this year, but here we are. uni student me would have wept at the thought

2023 rlly was the year of personal achievements and forward momentum huh
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sometimes, i wonder if i still enjoy writing, or if i am going through the motions because it's one of my longest standing hobbies

i do enjoy it, but it's hard not to reminisce about the older days and how i used to be able to write. i'm glad i'm getting back into it, but i still wonder when i'm going to put it down

i wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days before you've actually left them
fwiw, writing with you has always been an absolute gem of an experience and i can name a number of threads we've had that been such a strong reminder of why i'm glad i pursued the medium in the first place. no joke.

on the idea of "the good old days", esp w rp, bc its smth ive mulled over a lot in the past year + months, i think you're in them so long as you're, at least the least bit, glad you're doing what you're doing. we may not know when we've left them until we actually Have(TM), but hey, may as well have fun on the ride while we're still here, yeah? 

or at least, that's how i like viewing any kind of Experience with its ups and downs. anyone and everyone has their own takes on the thought, but the idea of celebrating what you've got going on and being proud of what you once did tends to be my personal cure for nostalgia, missing, and even grief. idk idk



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I got diagnosed with cancer 2 weeks ago. I've told my boss, a co-worker, and now you guys.

Slowly building the courage it to tell my mom, every time I've tried I can't seem to get it out.


Sorry for the heavy post.

telling the people you love and care about heartbreaking news is a hell of a difficult thing, and you have all my empathy and support. i'm so sorry that you have to go through this, and i wish you nothing but the best for you, and your mom, and that this can turn out. seriously. from what i know of you based on the posts you've made here, and our few encounters together, i firmly believe you deserve nothing but good. <3



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i rlly did miss being poetic in my writing, so these were nice ones

And now there is a boy in front of him, and an open floor, and in the twinkle of soft guitar strings and the vocalist's harmonies, Death knows, with absolute clarity, where this goes.

[Thian] always knows where this goes.

Death never stops knowing where this goes.

Death is—

—but his way to the exit is barred by a crowd of dancers, stuck in a world of their own daydreams and fantasy. And he's still standing here, and a cursory once-over to the boy in front of him brings a singular conclusion: the frame of how he stands, talks, exists is familiar in the way a corpse is. But he won't—can't—doesn't choose to pinpoint the where. Death finds that it's easier to assume him a stranger, a picture dyed in cherry blossoms and cotton candy, and an elegance to rival a monarch. The soft-spokenness to remind him of a Disney prince. He, at least, wears the suit for the job.

Death can't tell if he immediately dislikes this boy or if he wants to ensure he wouldn't be eaten alive by half the people here.


The music continues to play, though, and no crowds appear to part. So he understands the only way to proceed. At least if he wants to pass the time, see what happens with the others, just be. In a fragmented mosaic of song, tonights, and nothing afters. (He won't mention that it looks like this person came for a reason that didn't pan out, so he may as well spare them both the stares of the crowd.)

"So I guess that leaves us."

Is Death looking for someone?

A hand is extended, outreached for this prince to take. There's no charm to it; Death is not good with words, or sweetness, or anything more than the gesture, cut and dry and nothing hidden behind action.

"Do you mind if I ask for this dance?"
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anything wherein it rlly feels like "there is no going back from this point"/"consequences cannot be undone/taken back/etc. and will fundamentally change a character, a faction, or a setting's narrative"

that can include character death, major injury (+1 on an arm getting lopped off — did it once, 11/10 would do again), trauma that'll stay, the loss of something vital, the destruction of something vital, harrowing betrayal, what have you

ofc it doesnt need to be that metal to be high stakes imo — "high stakes" will shift depending on the setting and atmosphere. but generally, yeah, if its p clear w/e happens cannot be undone and how thatll change things for a long time, those are (good imo) high stakes



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i did not expect this turn when i first planned this character but,,,, i cant say im against it

[Cornelia] looks down at her glass. The wine reminds her of blood.

”San Llorona is a terrible city.”

It is a blunt statement, said with no love in her heart. Almost foreign, for a woman who’s only ever tried to believe in better.

”It takes, and it demands so much, and it plans for us to bury ourselves in a citadel built by saints who only wish for crusades, while we fight in the only language anyone understands.”

Violence. Power. To destroy. To corrupt. To survive, whatever it takes.

Like Damien Navarro did. Like Irene Hathorne did. Like her husband—

The Empress shakes her head. It’s all a cycle, isn’t it?

”If I were a stronger woman, I’d wish to see it all burn.”

She does not. (She is lying.)
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picked up Black Punk Now, edited by James Spooner and Chris L. Terry, which is an anthology collection of fiction, nonfiction, comics, and interview transcripts all about the afro-punk scene since i wanted to dig a little deeper into that & blasian experiences with regard to punk / the punk scene for character work ++ just generally finding this stuff so interesting. some passages that rlly stuck with me so far include:

The underground needs the mainstream only so far as it needs something to react against.


”Transformative.” Black punks have been the blueprint for fusing music and art with political praxis. […] There’s a moment of clarity that happens when Black punks are talking about issues that affect people within subcultural spaces.

”Revolutionary” can go in tandem with that.




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there’s a long amount of context but it was one of my biggest highs in rp — i made two characters who were effective narrative foils of each other but in the kind of “tragic foils” kinda way where, no matter what way you look at it, it would always be an impossibility that the two can coexist together and be happy, no matter how much they tried to make things work. it never will.

that eventually resulted in a solo thread between the two of high stakes and a countdown. it was effectively a fight to the death — both of them were actively trying to stop the other from achieving their goals (which, ironically, was one of them wanting to save the other / rewrite her narrative, while the other was rapidly careening into full doomed villain tragedy). lots of payoff, lots of emotional deconstruction, etc. and in the final moment, the knife stabbed one of them, and i didn’t specify who until the next post. i really wanted that thread to have the energy of “whoever came out of this alive, if someone would, there is a narrative that is still possible”.

and then it’s revealed who got stabbed, and i write her death post. the thing is, the other character suffered a major injury too, so i write his “death” post (quotation marks for a reason; he was going into shock and passed out). didn’t say anything fully confirming either characters’ fates in the server for a few days. people’s reactions were hilarious. some were mourning, others in disbelief, etc. 

then it’s revealed the one that went into shock survived.

and then i got yelled at.

11/10 would do it again.



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finished babel by r.f. kuang two hours ago (still not over it, such a good book) & it put me in the mood to read more adult fantasy centered around postcolonialism. so i just started black sun by rebecca roanhorse and three chapters in, vibing. one passage i rlly liked thus far includes:

He knew his mother’s people carved their flesh as a symbol of their perpetual mourning for what was lost, and he was proud to bear the haahan, but tears still flowed down his cheeks.



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