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First Post!
Perhaps I’ll post part of my fanfiction I made…
Yay! Thank you!
Anyway, to clarify my post on the last thread:
I need more characters. MuseBlogger characters, same as those who have starred in countless past FanFictions. Any volunteers?
Next segment of Caltomine’s Pride (Working title) coming as soon as I get it sorted out properly.
I volunteer! ((And I don’t mind if I’m a MBer turned evil.))
I volunteer. Evilness is fun!
Okay… Could I have brief descriptions of both of you? Kai too, please.
I don’t think either of you will be evil, but I really don’t know. Mff. (I pronounce that umpf, more or less. You can pronounce it anyway you like.)
Name: Enceladus.
Age: 13/14 now.
Description: Sorta tall, dark brown hair, wears dark clothing.
Personality: Most idealistic, but sarcastic when other people make logical fallacies. Always looking for a better, faster way to do stuff. Doesn’t stop to smell the roses.
Would you mind if I used you in my fanfic? (And what is your MA house?)
Lasley is my house. Sure, you can use me!
I’ll volunteer too! I want to be a spy, either for the good or for the bad side. But I can just be plain old good or bad if you want.
Ooh, I volunteer. I like being evil but I’ll settle with being good if you must. Do you want a physical or personality description?
Both, if possible.
Name: speller73
Age: 14 (sophomore in high school)
Physical description: 4′ 11″ (and done growing), extremely curly brown hair, brown eyes, wears whatever she happens to throw on in the morning, not terribly attractive
Personality: shy at first, always kind of awkward, often cynical, extremely geeky, somewhat insane
*has not posted on the fanfiction thread in a while*
((Guys? I need help with the one we’re writing. I don’t know what to do!))
((Oops, sorry! I thought this was the one that we wrote together. I might post my Doctor Who- Discworld crossover.))
SFTTP Or perhaps it will be a Doctor Who- Muse crossover.
*needs to start writing*
*does*
Right. Reposting the beginning as well, to keep things tidy.
Darkness. Shadow upon shadow, folding together to form shapes that were concealed, land that could only be felt. Then, a figure appeared. The shadow ran across the dark ground, a point of light visible through its closed fist. She had to hide it- But was this back far enough? It had to be. She couldn’t go back any further. She didn’t know if there was a further. No people roamed here, that was sure. Nobody would find it. She sank to the ground and dug a small hole. She dropped the point of light in the hole, put her hand to it, touching it, and gathered the loose dirt around her hand. She closed her eyes, and the speck of light still filtering up intensified. Then, she vanished. The dirt that been held back by her hand fell down around the spot of light, and the land was dark once more.
***
The Council was in disorder. All moving around the room, searching for something. They didn’t notice the figure standing at the door. Not until the figure spoke.
“It’s gone.”
As one, they straitened up to look at her.
“How do you know?”
“It was I who took it.”
The tallest of the nine figures spoke.
“Why did you do this?”
“You were planning on overthrowing everything. I could not allow that.”
“What you could not allow is nothing to us. I am our leader.”
“Nevertheless, when you are going the wrong direction, any of us can stop you. I waited long before taking this step, but as nobody opposed you openly, I took it upon myself.”
“Where did you put it?”
“In the past. Far, far in the past, before light. Before anything. I never tried to discover where, or when, I was, so I cannot know. Now, do what you will to me.”
The tall woman questioning her straitened up “Very well. Caltomine, I, Calliope, as leader of the Council, hereby banish you from our Circle. You are no longer our sister. The Muses do not recognize you.” She paused. “Come here no mo-” But her dramatic speech was interrupted. A tenth figure had come in through the door opposite the one where Caltomine stood, and now spoke.
“I don’t agree.”
Calliope turned. “Urania, I do not see that it makes a difference what you agree to. You are youngest. If there is a second Muse that also disagrees, I shall listen.” She turned to the rest of the Muses. “Do any of you disagree with the decision to banish Caltomine?”
Caltomine remained silent, not pleading for assistance, nothing. Nobody spoke.
“Very well then.” Calliope turned back to Caltomine. “Come here no more.”
Caltomine glared. “You will never achieve your goal.”
Calliope sneered back. “And how do you know?”
“I am the Muse of Foresight. I know.” She paused, and looked around. “You will regret this decision, all of you, for the remainder of your life.”
Calliope rolled her eyes now. “You are in no position to make threats.”
“I make no threats. It is simply a statement of fact. You will regret this decision.”
With that, she turned and walked away from the hall of the Muses, away from the life she had known, never to return. But her final words came true. Every one of the Muses eventually withered away with shame that they had not came to the aid of their sister. Calliope lasted longest, but even she withered. Except for the youngest. Urania, the only one who had spoken against Caltomine’s removal. The only one who was not included in Caltomine’s statement of doom. She alone remained. But as the old Muses withered, new ones took their places. Urania selected them, and forged a secret hall for them. When Calliope withered, Urania found a new leader for them, a new start. Kokopeli, the pie-throwing menace. The New Muses were formed. The Old Muses were no more. But their ideas remained, festering in dark corners. And their means, though lost, was there.
***
Errata woke to the ringing of her alarm clock. She sat up and yawned. Reaching over to turn off the highly annoying alarm, she glanced at the time. It took a minute to process.
“Six!” she yelped then. “I wasn’t supposed to be up until seven!”
She sighed. Not much point in going back to sleep now, she supposed. It wouldn’t take too long, but there was no point in being forced to go through the process of waking up twice. So after a moment, she reached for her laptop. Opening it, she waited a moment for it to get connected to the internet. She might as well check MuseBlog while she was waiting, maybe get some work done on a story.
A moment later, her computer pinged softly, informing her that she had mail. A click later she was glancing over the email’s sender, to see whether it was worth reading now. It was from the GAPAs. This fact registered with a bit of shock. She could only remember them emailing her once, ever, and that was concerning her account’s password… Nearly everything was simply posted on the ‘Blog. Her curiosity building, she clicked on the email.
Dear Errata,
We read that you would be the Philadelphia area around a week from now. We would not ask this of you if we did not have to, but we must. On June 18, find a way to get to Independence National Historical Park. On 6th street, across from Saint James’ Place, in Washington square, there is a bench. It is easily recognizable as the only bench for some ways on that side, besides being across from a lamp post and fairly close to exactly between two trees. Find that bench. Under it, there will be a stone. Under that stone, there will be a hole. Dig down straight, until you find something. You will know what we mean when you find it. Take it, keep it safe, and tell nobody of it. Do not even mention it on MuseBlog. This is of utmost importance.
With all sincerity,
The GAPAs.
She read the email over twice. All of it made perfect sense, she supposed. But the request was still extremely odd, even for MuseBlog. That didn’t stop her from complying with it, of course. Maybe she’d find out what it was about afterwards. Or maybe she never would. But she was definitely more likely to find out if she did. Besides, would it really be that hard?
2- I volunteer! (But I don’t want to be evil.)
No, I wasn’t planning on it.
OH MY GENETICALLY MODIFIED ORGANISM, (I’ve been reading the past FanFiction threads. I really liked your Mostly Harmless Moon Landing, by the way!) I FORGOT ABOUT VILLAINS!!
Oh dear.
*goes off to brainstorm*
I’ll be a villain!
Naturally.
REPOST FOR GREAT JUSTICE!
~
Urania sat back in her chair, running a hand through her now-hopelessly tangled blond hair. The holographic blueprint hovering in front of her was incredibly complex, but after a few seconds of concentration she’d measured each strut and panel, calculated the stresses on each one of them, and reduced the tangled lines to a neat little pile of dancing numbers in her head.
After a moment, she gulped down the remnants of her Turkish coffee, reached into the image, and tagged a few key points with glowing red dots, the Intelligent Air sensing her intent as easily as it tracked the position of her fingers.
A voice whispered in her ear- a new supervisor, she could tell, although the distorter program in the Air masked the speech patterns. Definitely female, probably young. “How’s it going?â€
Urania gritted her teeth at the false warmth in the woman’s voice. “The general design is sound, but the way you’ve implemented it is faulty. Several of the plates surrounding the fusion core are insufficiently insulated- you’ll have to replace them months before spec. And the support strut arrangement puts all the weight on three key points- I’ve attached a suggestion for better mass distribution. Overall, if you put this into production, you’ll get a fifteen to nineteen percent drop in efficiency.â€
“Well, thank you very much,†the woman continued. “We couldn’t have done it without you.â€
Of course you couldn’t have, you crow-gnawed buffoons, Urania thought. Aloud, she said. “Of course. My next destination?â€
“Venus- we’ve laid a course into your shuttle’s navigation system already. There’s an orbital telescope they want looked at.â€
The Muse of Astronomy cut off the transmission without ceremony and quietly recited the first three hundred and sixty digits of pi to calm herself down. Then she reached into the Intelligent Air interface and sent a call to Mount Parnassus.
It was answered on the third ring. The cool green cloud of Air, the loading screen of the Whispernet, resolved into a smiling, ageless face, the twin (or more accurately, nonuplet) of Urania’s. “Γειά σου, Οá½Ïανία!â€
Urania returned the smile. “Hi, Thalia. How’s everything?â€
The Old Muse of Comedy remained silent for a few seconds- at these distances, time lag was still a factor. “Not bad,†she finally said. “Calliope’s been hunched up with that typewriter for the last few weeks, Melpomene’s moping, and Euterpe’s working on a new αá½Î»ÏŒÏ‚ pipe. Believe it or not, it’s actually kind of quiet.†Her grin widened. “I’ll have to change that.â€
Thalia’s expression turned thoughtful as she realized what her sister had meant. “They’re treating us very well, ‘Rani. We’ve got an entire mountain to ourselves.â€
A mountain with a kilo of antimatter in magnetic suspension under it, Urania thought bitterly. “Well, if you need anything, tell me, OK?â€
“Sure thing. Σ’ αγαπώ.†Thalia ended the call.
The Muse of Astronomy muttered a highly detailed Greek curse involving all four Furies and the Pythagorean theorem before activating the prison-shuttle’s controls and setting a course for Venus.
I love Urania’s feistiness, and the way the old Muses speak Greek.
I Babelfish’d it, so it may not be entirely accurate. But thanks!
This is a peice of a story I worte. Please give me feedback.
It was late spring. Almost summer. The hazy sunlight filtered through the thick forest of the elves and playfully tickled a young elf awake. Omis stood and looked around, there was smoke coming from the chimney of his parent’s house on the other side of the clearing. During the spring and summer Omis rarely slept inside. He preferred the soft moss under an large oak to be better suited for his needs. After a moment he remembered what he was thinking about when he had closed his eyes to drift into his retreat deep within himself where he flew from one thought to the next. Where reality wasn’t distinguished fantasy. His sense of purpose reawakened, Omis reached into a hollow in the oak and withdrew his bow and quiver. Then running to the small workshop inside a colossal hemlock, Omis let his eyes rest on the finished bow on the wall. It was made of dark wood, with long recurved arms. It shined from the polish Omis had rubbed into it, murmuring words of power imbedded with energy. The bow would never break or the string slip, this bow would Omis’s. He had worked on it for countless days through the winter.
Taking his old yew bow, graceful by the standards of men but poor in those of the elves, Omis lifting his old bow and whispered, “Sthim enta thoe.â€, I release you. Then grabbing his new bow Omis ran as fleet as the morning dew to the archery range.
Stringing the bow, he took his place at the line of elves shooting at targets far away. Drawing an arrow Omis placed it on the string, his breathing relaxed and grinning at the draw-weight of the bow, he released. It was, Omis thought, poetry in motion. Without a sound the arrow sped away and sailed meters in a second and finally hit the distant target with a thump. Still grinning, the young elf poured shaft after shaft into the targets.
An hour later Omis dropped from a tree branch, bow on his back, onto the ground below. The older elf in front of him turned around at the feather light sound. “You’ve finished the confounded bow now have you?â€
“Yes Tharan, and it shoots beautifully too! Silent and swift!â€
“Sureâ€, his bother grunted, “Now go, I’ve got to practice.â€
Turning his back Tharan summoned a ball of air and tried to twist it into a line of glyphs. Omis jumped into the same tree, ten feet above him, and sat in the shadow of the trunk and watched his bother. Silent as an wraith, a second elf appeared beside him. They were very much alike. Both were almost six feet tall with hair like starlight. Clad in green and russet tunics with bows on their backs the two elves blended into the tree. “Hello Islandi.â€, Omis said without turning.
Islandi regarded her other bother with bright eyes, “He’s having trouble isn’t he?â€
Omis giggled and tapped his fist. A row of air glyphs appeared. They read, Do you like my bow?.
Islandi tapped the side of her head, the glyphs for yes I do floated out of her opposite ear. Both giggling the siblings jumped to the next tree and then to the ground. Together they ran to a clearing away from their older bother. Stopping finally. Islandi knelt and unearthed from her waist pouch a metal flask of cider, after they both took a sip Omis nocked a arrow to his bow, “Watchâ€, he told his sister. In a blur of motion Omis shot the arrow high into the air. The dart sheared off an early apple blossom. Then the arrow came back down. Moving a few inches Omis caught the shaft in his quiver. The sharp broadhead came to rest in the reinforced bottom of the quiver. Then reaching his upraised palm the boy caught the flower and gave it to Islandi.
It’s not bad, but I think the Books in Progress thread would be better for stories not directly involving the muses.
Oh sorry, I didn’t know about that page.
Errata, can I be in your fanfiction? I’ll post my description below.
Name: Beetles.
Age:10.
Description: Normal sized, blue eyes, brown hair.
Personality: Likes to be happy.
((Also, could I be evil?))
I’d be glad to be a character if you still need any; just ask.
-A
5.1- Thank you.
I’m having a strange urge to write a Muse fanfic TV show. One about Muse Academy, in particular. I won’t really have time to write it until I get back from Paris (in a week and a half or so), and I may never write it, but I’ll start collecting descriptions.
I’d sort of like to make this in a high school setting, so if I could get MBers who are 14 to 16 or thereabouts, that would be great. I’ll need name, age, grade, gender, and personality description. Physical descriptions are optional but helpful. You won’t be evil, although you may be whiny/annoying/unpleasant if I feel like it (probably not). I reserve the right to do anything I like with/to your character, even if you don’t like it.
I’d love to see a Muse Academy fanfic. Antediluvian Academy seems to be sopping up most of MBers’ creative energy at the moment.
[madhamish] Whut?? [/madhamish]
Heh. Seriously, though, I’m not quite sure what you mean by “Antediluvian Academy.”
Demigod RPG
It’s a reference to the extraordinarily fast-moving “Demigod RPG.” The school all the demigod children attend is called Antediluvian Academy.
Oh, and I’ll need your MA house if you know it. Also, one (and only one) character is going to sort of be the “negative energy” among the good guys. (You know, the whiny, cynical one who everyone puts up with for some reason.) If you want to be that character, tell me.
Cool! Could I be your negative energy character? I’m 14, a freshman in high school, and I’m a girl. I’m a self-proclaimed weirdo who likes to laugh. I’m usually pessimistic, but can be optimistic when I know people would rather I wasn’t. I like messing with people, and am often cynical. I like to argue.
Perfect. I might just have all my characters. What’s your MA house?
What if it was a 6-12 school? A lot of us are middle schoolers.
Yes! I could be in it then. I’m 13, eighth grade, slightly cynical. Lasley.
SFTDP
Likes: Graphic art, reading
Dislikes: People who are stupidly illogical.
I have dark brown hair, dark clothes, hazel eyes.
Do you mind if I make you a freshman for the purposes of my fanfic?
I haven’t forgotten this, by the way. The main characters will be me, Alice, Enc, and Randomosity. I have the basic idea for the plot, so I’ll write the first episode soon. By the way, I am going to emphasize that I can do anything with your character. Remember that your character isn’t you; en’s a character based loosely on you.
Can somebody tell me what exactly a fanfiction is? I feel as if I really should know, but I don’t.
Essentially, a story using characters/setting/plot elements from another work, usually written by a fan of the original work.
Thanks. That’s helpful, and now I don’t have to go around pretending I know what people are talking about.
11- I’ll do it.
Name: Alice
Age: 16
Grade: 11
Gender: Female (-gasp-)
MA House: Spector.
Appearance: Blue eyes, bobbed brown hair with bangs. Looks younger than she is. A fondness for knee socks and anachronistic clothes.
Personality: Wildly enthusiastic for the most part, occasionally despondent, liable to be stressed by small things. A little self-centered. Friendly and cheerful most of the time, but if she has to talk to a stranger alone, she turns shy and awkward. Disorganized in the extreme, but still something of a perfectionist, at least when it comes to schoolwork. Likes to be the best at everything, but tries not to show that desire. Rambles a lot when speaking, loses words or trains of thought. Loves: reading, theater, line dancing, and costumes.
Also likes: TEA!, Doctor Who, knitting, history, and antique things.
FEMALE? No, I thought you were male! GASP!
(/sarcasm)
Great. Perfect. I’ll use you.
2.2-
Name: Kaiulani Yves-Cousteau (KaiYves)
Age: 16 now.
Description: Medium height, short curly brown hair, hazel eyes, wears glasses.
Personality: Kind, somewhat self-doubting, speaks fast when excited.
Hey, anybody want to be in my fanfiction? I need: A
A Scholar, a Poker Champion, a Librarian, a Spy, the Spy’s friend, the person being spied on, a Mob Boss, a Sniper assassin, a Robot Manufacturer, a Robot, the person who get assassinated, a Baker, a Technician, a DNA mutation specialist, a Toy store owner, a Hippie, and a were-crow. First come, first served. GAPAs welcome.
GAPAs are always fair game for fanfiction.
You know me, and I’d love to be in here anywhere. Maybe the person who gets assassinated, just so I can see how everyone weeps over my dead body. Or possibly urinates. Either is good.
I’ll be in it! Or anybody else’s, for that matter. I don’t really mind where you put me, although being the spy would be really fun…
I’ll put a profile below so it’s not nested.
DNA mutation specialist! *grabs*
Name: Mango
Age: 12
Description: Tall, long darkish-blonde hair, glasses, hazel eyes
Gender: Female
Personality: smart, somewhat doubtful of the rest of humankind, loves books, nature, the like. Also likes computers. Follows a strict set of rules for self. Likes math and science. Is very independant and is a gud spelur. (haha) Oh, yeah, and likes to laugh at self.
Please add me in!
I’m entertaining the idea of making a story about what really happened when MB was down in April, (c’mon, you knew there was a conspiracy just waiting to happen there) but I need some dates (when did it first go down, when was it back up?) and some volunteers to be the heroes in the story.
It went down on april first and came back up on april 19th, I think. You can read about what went on then on MA (weren’t you there too?). I volunteer as character!
Name: Margaret bookgirl_me
Age: 14
Description: light brown hair, blueish-green eyes, 5′5″, average
Personality/Character traits: Um… very hot ‘n cold (incase you didn’t notice). Often yells at people, then apologizes and feels very guilty. Kinda lazy but needs a lot of exercise. Loves books, prefers to work alone but likes company.
I wasn’t. At that point I was still just past phytedom, and hadn’t been on for a long time.
I think it crashed slightly before April 1st. I distinctly remember somebody wondering what the GAPAs would do for April Fool’s day on Muse Academy.
Hey, brilliant idea. Why don’t we go back and poke around a bit, and see when comments stopped and then started back up again?
‘Kay, according to my research, it went down briefly on March 31, sometime. (Note: I’m not certain about this. There is nothing on Muse Academy Blog to support this, and even if I do remember previously mentioned post, it’s could also have been on MB before the change, and my memories got mixed. The more I read, the more I think it didn’t go down then.) It certainly was functioning from the second of April to the 8th, at which point it apparently went down, with the last post I saw being at 21:10. It returned on April 19, with the first post I found at 21:30.
Anyway, that’s probably way more info than anybody could ever want.
Correct in essentials. We discovered the virus on March 31 and shut the blog down. We moved to Studge Academy for April Fools’ Day, cleaned up MB and reopened on the 2nd.
In the meantime we learned the extent of the hacking and realized we’d have to upgrade the WordPress software else be vulnerable to a repeat. The new problem was that Blix, the theme (design and layout) used for MuseBlog from the beginning was not compatible with the new version of WordPress. Therefore on the 9th we shut down MB again during renovations.
Actually, it’s just about the right amount.
I’m fine being basically any character, evil or otherwise. (If you could give me a heads up before you write me in, I’d be interested to hear it just for curiousity’s sake. But otherwise…yeah, I’m fine in pretty much any fanfic. If you need any more info for a character, I’ll gladly give that too.)
Name: Soccer starr/socccaaaa/starr
Age: 13
Description: Dark brown hair, brown eyes, 5’4″, sort of skinny
Sex: Female
Personality/Character traits: Kind of cheerful, although I can be pretty pessimistic when I’m down. Loves books and sort of (Ok, fine, not sort of) a geek – especially when it comes to Percy Jackson. Also loves to write. Is independent when it comes to work, but usually a very social person. Humorous, but I have a weird sense of it…
I’m thinking about writing a fanfic in which odd things start happening to MBers and they recieve invitations to join MA, which they had thought was fictional.
I’ll need a “normal” name (For example: at MA I would be Fireh but at home with non-Musers I’ll be Jen) and a profile describing traits and what you’d like to happen to you or I can’t say what might happen. (ie, romance, etc)
Of course, the GAPAs will be behind it all, with the Muses. *grin*
Most of my friends call me, or I want them to call me “Enc”. See above for my profile.
What I want to happen… I get a request from NASA to go with Kai to Enceladus on a sleeper mission. We get set… and then end up at Muse Academy.
‘Kay, assuming Kai wants to be in this too.
Sure! And “Kai” would be my regular name.
Ok!
Ooh, me! -frantic hand waving-
Name: Mira
Age: 11 (currently)
Description: Short dark brown hair that falls to my chin and bangs that fall over my left eye (a reddish tint across most of my hair), hazel eyes, 4′7″, just a little underweight. Slightly curvy, minorly mottled skin.
Sex: Female
Character traits: Sings all the time. Has a tendency of tipping head sideways onto shoulders. Just a bit crazy-ask RQ about this, she knows me best. Wishes more than anything I could become my characters while I sleep. Super-gifted, just doesn’t use it much. Gets cold easily. Likes sorting things by color. Reads some books obsessively, ask me for which ones I currently am.
Theme songs: “Crazy” by Alana Davis, “It’s My Life/Confessions” from Glee, “Don’t Rain on My Parade” from Funny Girl, “Tower of Babble” from Godspell, “I’m Not Dead” and “M!ssundaztood” by P!nk, “Sympathy, Tenderness” from Godspell, “Stuck In The Middle” and “Grace Kelly” by Mika, “I Think I Got You Beat” from Shrek: The Musical, “All That’s Known” from Spring Awakening, “Oblivion” by Macy Gray, “Rain On Your Parade” by Duffy, “Don’t Wanna Go To Bed Now” by Gabriella Cilmi, “Storm” by Hungry Lucy, “Grandfather” by Vermillion Lies, “Spellbound” by Siouxie and the Banshees.
Wow, I have a ton of theme songs…
Use me if you like. Read my descriptions elsewhere. And my normal name would be Nathalie. (Yes, Nathalie with an “h”.)
starr- Spy
Enceladus- DNA Mutator
Mango- Technichian
SudoRandom- Person who gets assassinated
Pseudonym- Poker Champion
Can I be the assassin?
Sure.
Yes! I’m glad I’m the spy! Thanks! *squeal*
SFTDP.
Lady B! Would you mind if I made you the Were-crow?
Rosanne Spector! Would you want to be the spy’s (starr) friend?
Is everybody else okay with their spots? (Post 20)
If Lady B didn’t want to be the Were-crow, can I be it? Or I’ll be the librarian. ^_^
Sure, yeah.
*claims mob boss, if it’s okay*
it’s okay.
I’ll be in any fic which is in need of a character.
Name: Abby
Age: 15
Grade: 10
Description: About 4’4″, long light brown hair that’s down to a couple of inches below my armpits (unlayered, no bangs), eyes that are mostly blue greenish with some yellow/orange/brown in the center. They change color depending on what I’m wearing. I wear almost exclusively jeans of various shades of blue and various fits during the fall, winter, and spring. I’m on the chubbier side of average weight. Lately, I always seem to have my nails painted–it’s what I do when I’m procrastinating.
Personality: Bookish, reads a lot, dedicated and hard-working but procrastinates altogether too much, academic-focused–the kid who other kids always ask for help during class. I’m pretty musical and I play three instruments (oboe, alto sax, violin), all of which have names–Vann, Cairo Phoenix or CP, and Clara Amelia. I’m fairly shy and don’t talk much around people I don’t know, and I’m somewhat of an introvert anyway. Around my friends, though, I can be very talkative, random, and energetic. I blush entirely too easily and am a barely mediocre liar at best and a dreadful liar at worst.
I meant 5’4″! I’m not that short.
Okay, I still need a librarian, the spy’s friend, the person being spied on, a robot manufacturer, a baker/chef, and a toy store owner. Anyone up for it? Anyone?
I’ll be librarian!
I want to be the toy store owner!
I’ll be the robot manufacturer!
Check, check, and check.
Okay, here’s what I’ve got so far.
Strange Happenings
Jen was your ordinary teenage girl. That is, for a MuseBlogger. But soon, the Muserly definition of ordinary would be changing drastically. And Jen would be caught in the middle, as would other MBers.Â
She woke up, as usual, to her iPhone singing “Have a pie”. She got up, singing along, and put on her usual outfit, a MA t-shirt over jeans, with a MA cap, a hot pink handkerchief sticking out of her pocket, and a “pie”-a small cushion shaped like a pie- with the word “Fireh” embroidered on it strapped to her left hand completing her outfit. She paused, then went over to her desk and opened a small drawer, very carefully. Inside was the hot pink watch her aunt had given her for her birthday. Picking it up carefully, she inspected it thoroughly before strapping it to her right wrist. “Hope it’s not a gift from the bunnies.” she muttered under her breath, then laughed. “Like HPBs really exist. Not.” she added, grinning at herself in the mirror as she cartwheeled out of her room and decided to skip the steps, hopping onto the railing and sliding down. “Oi, Jen! Morning!” her younger sister greeted her as she started assembling her breakfast. “Hey. G’morning yourself.” Jen replied cheerfully. “Dont make me bunnify you now.” She added, then looked at her sister again. “Not that you need it, wearing a shirt like that.” she grinned, pointing at Martha’s hot pink shirt. ((Martha=Jens younger sister. Not my younger sisters name.))
Martha laughed. “You’re too obsessed with that blog thing, Jen.” Jen shrugged. “And?” she retorted, grabbing her toast out of the toaster and shoving it in her mouth. “See ya after school!” she yelled over her shoulder as she went out the door.
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After a refreshing morning of schoolwork, Jen was inspecting the school cafeteria carefully, grinning as she spotted the “popular” group, all wearing hot pink for some reason. She sauntered over to them casually and remarked loudly into a gap in the conversation, “You shouldn’t wear hot pink like that. If you don’t take the correct precautions you’re risking bunnification from so much exposure.”
They stared at her. “What?” one finally ventured. “Bunnification is hyptnosis by a hot pink bunny, or HPB, that renders you their slave.” Jen elaborated. Another person laughed. “Youve got a hot pink cloth and watch, and you don’t seem to be hyptonised.” en retorted. Jen shrugged. “I took the correct precautions. And I’m trying to build up Resistance.”
“Oh? Prove it!”
“I could bunnify you with this watch.” Jen bluffed, pointing her right hand at en, who laughed. “Yeah, riiiight.” Jen narrowed her eyes. “Bunnify!” she yelled, and blinked. Out of the top of the watch, a pink light was shooting towards one of the populars. Upon impact, ens eyes turned pink and en grew claws. Jen’s mouth fell open. “Uhhh…. DEBUNNIFY!” she yelled hastily. Now a blue light emmited from the watch towards en, debunnifying upon impact. The populars gaped at her. “I told you.” Jen smirked knowingly and walked away.
——
After school, Jen went straight to her room and nearly dived on top of her laptop. As she hastily booted it up, she removed the watch and put it in a small, locked, drawer. Hastily she typed into her browser the MB URL and went to the Monthly Random Thread.
fireandhemlock1996
@November 20th, 2010, 4:45:
Someone help me. I’m going mad. There’s no other explanation. At lunch my watch bunnified someone. The watch is hot pink…. I shouldn’t have worn it. Luckily I managed to debunnify en before any real damage.Â
Please tell me there’s a reasonable explanation for this. I’m not the only one who saw it, either…..Â
Hey, Jenn, can I write the next section of me receiving a bunny bracelet?
My problem is more on the fact I’m homeschooled…eh, I’ll figure that out when I need to.
Yes pleaaaaase do!
And the scenario could be anything. For example, you go into your room to find an actual wung sitting on your bed.
17- -volunteers-
Shouldn’t this be under the “Fiction, poetry, and fanfiction” category?
Yes, that makes more sense. Thanks.
I’ll volunteer myself for writing/being a character. I’ll maybe try my hand at some cool MuseBlog story.
My name is Bobby (A suprise, right?)
I’m 5’11”, and I have pale skin, dark hair about an inch or two long, but you can’t really tell because it’s rather curly. I’m also so underweight that I usually can’t find myself on BMI charts. My age would place me in the tenth grade of the American senior high school system.
Oh, and that’s great, fireandhemlock1996!
Hold on, something’s knocking at my door. It looks like a little, pink bun-
Thanks!
If anyone wants to help me with this, feel free.
28- Ha! Ha! I know you! I see you every day! Or frequently anyway.
Just so you know, guys, I’ll be canceling my MuseBlogger fanfic. Sorry, I just can’t think about it anymore. (I’m pretty sure this became apparent to you guys when I stopped posting it for a year.)
My character:
s, crush-prone.
Non-MB name: Rachel (Not my real name, but still)
MA house: Lasley
Age: turning 14 in 3 months
Grade: 9
Physical description: Tall (5′ 7-8″ish), shoulder-length brown hair, glasses, hazel/green/brown eyes, looks older than she is, attractiveness is in the eye of the beholder.
Personality: Weird sense of humour, awkward around people she doesn’t know well, crazy/random with most of her friends, talks to herself a lot, idealistic, can get really worked up about some things, believes in revenge, often disorganised but a perfectionist about anything she cares about, nerd and proud of it, likes
Right. I still need descriptions for
Bookgirl and Kokopeli52Just Kokopeli52, then. I’m stealing Bookgirl’s earlier description.By the way, people make appearances in the order they volunteered.
Also, nobody is going to be evil. Sorry, but if I started making people evil I’d have more evil people than good people. And if I just choose a few people to be evil, and not let the rest be, then I’d have to justify my reasoning. I might make evil duplicates of anybody who wants to be evil, though; that could work.
Also, I just wanted to tell you I really like my selection of people. Smallish, made up chiefly of people I know at least decently well, and nobody on it that I’m uncomfortable writing for any reason, just a good list in general. I wouldn’t mind a few more MBers that had been on for a while, (A while being more than year or two), but I really like the people I have now.
If you wouldn’t mind people that have been on for at least a year or two, how about me? I’ve technically been around since ’06.
You’re AvalonGirl, right?
I can put you in, sure. I wouldn’t mind a few more people. I- Wait, that’s a spoiler. Sorry.
Yeah, I’m me. I like people-plentiful fics that aren’t written by me…
And I like spoilers. Flavorful spoilers.
Right. Could I have a description?
It wasn’t really anything special… It still shall remain a secret until… Um… Later.
Name: Mira Rose S.
Age: 11 (currently)
Description: Short dark brown hair that falls to my chin and bangs that fall over my left eye (a reddish tint across most of my hair), hazel eyes, 4′7″, just a little underweight. Slightly curvy, slightly pale skin.
Gender: Female
Character traits: Sings all the time. Has a tendency of tipping head sideways onto shoulders. Just a bit crazy-ask RQ about this, she knows me best. Wishes more than anything I could become my characters while I sleep. Super-gifted, just doesn’t use it much. Gets cold easily. Likes sorting things by color. Reads some books obsessively. Spends way too much time on the computer. Detests denim, therefore wears knee-length leggings instead.
Theme songs: I got seventeen of them. You wanna know, ask me.
The next section of Caltomine’s Pride Last section in post 4.
They were on their way to Philadelphia, driving, and stopping along the way at any points of interest. Errata was enjoying herself wonderfully, but at the back of her mind, worrying away, was the concern of the mysterious message. She kept wondering what was buried there, under the bench. Probably nothing yet, of course, but still, when she had nothing better to do she imagined what could possibly be there, that was so important that the GAPAs had to ask her to retrieve it. She had very few ideas. Well, scads of them, but most were just wild imaginings about secret weapons that she needed to keep safe from HPBs. But even she realized that, though it would be amazing, HPBs did not exist. So when you got down to it, she had no idea. She’d just have to wait.
***
They were finally there. June 18th was the next day, and that was the day they were scheduled to go to Independence National Historical Park. This was not totally coincidence.
Errata decided to just wait, until her family decided to go to Washington Square. They finally did, and started walking around the park. She scanned the map. The street refered to in the email was over there. The opposite direction from the way they were walking.
Not too hard. She made a great show of finally getting totally fed up with her brother’s commentary, as if they were all race cars in a race, and turned around to walk back the other way.
She found the bench without a problem, and the stone was, indeed under it. Sitting casually down behind the bench, she moved the stone and began digging, slowly and carefully.
She was wondering how much farther a foot was, when she looked down into the hole, and there it was. A small stone, green and glowing faintly. She picked it up. Perfectly round. This, then, was what they wanted. She picked it up. Just then, she heard a voice behind her.
“Who are you?”
Errata turned. A girl stood behind her, staring at her. “Who are you?” she asked again.
Errata considered that. Her impulse was to just tell the girl her full name, but something told her that wasn’t what the girl wanted. She thought a moment.
“I am Errata.” It made sense. After all, the email had been addressed to Errata, and the girl didn’t sound like she was just trying to make friends.
This was apparently the right choice. The girl nodded, and brought out of her bag a small metallic oval shape, followed by a clear plastic casing. She held them for a moment.
“When will you arrive back at home?”
“Um… Two weeks from now. July first.”
“Right.” The girl looked down and fiddled with the plastic casing. Then she snapped it over the metallic oval. She then gave the entire thing to Errata.
“Keep this, and that other thing, safe. I cannot tell you more.”
Errata took it. She looked up at the girl and opened her mouth, about to ask something. The girl interrupted her. “I will see you again. Until then, farewell.”
She turned and started to walk away. Then she turned. “Remember, keep it safe.” Then she turned and continued walking Errata stared at the contraption in her hands. Then she looked up again. The girl was fairly far away. After a moment, Errata stuffed the oval into her purse, and continued on her walk.
***
In the hotel room, she inconspicuously pulled out the oval, and headed into the bathroom. Sitting on the floor, she examined the odd shape.
It was still enclosed in its plastic, which had a small screen on it, showing a number of hours. A large number of hours; well into the hundreds. It didn’t appear to be openable.
The device itself wasn’t much more comprehensible. Errata couldn’t begin to understand it. After a minute, she stood up and left, putting the device into her suitcase, as hidden as she could get it. Then she took the stone out of her pocket and looked at it again. It was slightly smaller than a marble, and fairly unremarkable.
Remember, keep it safe.
She hesitated. Would it be safer in her suitcase? Or in her purse, near her? She finally put it in her suitcase. Less chance of losing it there.
***
Next section coming fairly soon. Maybe. Really depends. Anyway, just for clarification, the unnamed girl that gives Errata the device is KaiYves. This will be revealed within the narrative later. Don’t worry Kai, you’ll have a bigger part later.
I’m not worried.
Oh. Okay, then.
Need to get working on the next part… *sigh* I’m inspired by something else at the moment!
Eh, I could snap back into this fairly quickly, though. Shouldn’t be a problem.
((How might one go about joining this thread?))
I don’t think this is a thread you ‘join’, exactly. It’s not a RPG. It’s just a place to post any stories you’re writing that include MuseBlog/the Muses. Some people are writing about MuseBlog, and MuseBloggers, so they ask for volunteers to be in their story. I’m not sure what you’re asking, exactly.
((Oh! Okay, never mind! I was thinking something else.
))
Oh, MuseBlog Fanfiction. That’s here
You’re welcome to join over there, though it’s getting a bit confusing already. Still.
Mob Boss- bookgirl_me
DNA Mutator- Enceladus
Assassin #1- Keiffer
Assassin #2- Witchneco
Werecrow- RoseQuartz
Poker Champion/Robot- Pseudonym
Spy- starr
Scholar/Technician- Mango
Librarian- Kai
Toy Store Owner- Muselover
Person who gets assassinated- SudoRandom
Robot Manufacturer- Maths Lover ♥
So, baker/chef? The spy’s friend? Going once, going twice…
Could I have Spy’s Friend?
Hooray! I mean, absolutely. Now I just need the baker/chef. I could cut en, but I need even teams…
Am I good or evil?
What are the teams?
35.1.1.1- Evil, do you mind?
35.1.1.2- I have all the character s on teams with the four GAPAs as the leaders. I think I’m going to make the fanfiction into the first Annual MuseBlog Game, or the MuseBlog Olympiad or something like that.
Am I good or evil? I don’t mind being evil.
Yay! Evil hooray!
RoseQuartz, let me think, you were the werecrow right? Yes, yes you were. I put you on Paul Baker’s team… so… you’re evil I belive. Robert Coontz and Paul Baker’s teams are both evil, Rosanne Spector, and Rebecca Lasley’s teams are both semi-evil. That’s all I’m giving away… for now.
Yay! I’m evil!
So, everyone’s evil? PWN!!!
Yeah, everyone is pretty much evil. I think I’m going to have SR get assassinated, and then jump out of his coffin in the middle of the burial shouting ‘BOO!’ Sounded like something he would do.
*laughs*
That is SO something SiR would do.
(Yes, I call him SiR as a joke.)
Waait? So I’m not dead? I take it back, no one is allowed to pee on me!
I’ll can be the chief !
Description:
Name: E (for short)
Gender: girl
Age:13 (14 in April)
Apperrance: long brown hair, 5 foot ish, brown eyes, cheerful (almost to cheerful), and a love for math.
25.1.1-Yeah.
Strange Happenings, Part Two
Mira was just your ordinary eleven-year-old, except she wasn’t ordinary. Well, she was ordinary for a MuseBlogger! However, soon, the Muserly definition of ordinary would be changing drastically. And Mira would be unlucky (or was she lucky?) enough to get caught in the middle, as would a certain few other MBers.
She woke up in the morning that weekend as always, just in time to get dressed. And as she was about to rush out the door to the car, she remembered the hot pink charm bracelet that had been given to her as a birthday present, with a customized set of MB charms on it. It hadn’t been worn yet, but today was the perfect day.
“Hurry up, Mira!” her mom called.
“Coming!” Mira yelled back, throwing on her charm bracelet and heading out. And where were they going, you ask? To a very popular park!
As Mira ran to get away from her younger brother about twenty minutes later, she stopped behind a tree and looked at her bracelet. Thinking about MuseBlog was something she did quite often, and as she gazed at the bracelet, she muttered “I wish I was Varete…”
Suddenly, a pink, green, and white ray of light emerged from her charm bracelet and struck her. Then, if anyone had looked at her hiding spot, they would have seen a bunch of sparkles surrounding a human form. When they vanished, Mira wasn’t standing there anymore: Varete Teris was. Wasting no time, the pink-eyed girl stared at the charm bracelet and whispered “I wish I was myself again!”
And she was. Thankfully, her mother then called her, saying they were leaving exactly then, so she pondered about it all the way home. And when she was about to post about it, she noticed fireh had gone through a similar happenstance, and replied to that post.
Witchneko
@November 20th, 2010, 4:50:
Fireh, you’re not going crazy. Even though we’re all mad here.
I got a hot pink charm bracelet, and I wore it out to the park-and it turned me into Varete from the Demigod RPG!
What’s going on here?! I know that I was Vara! Help! Has anyone gone through similar things?
——
And there you have it. This is my new ability-I can turn people into their MuseBlog characters.
What if I turn into Vicky? Or Carrie (from the Mary Sues RPG)? rofl at the thought.
Yes, that would happen. Although I don’t know how me turning into Noelani from Sci-Fi would work, as she’s in Luna Lovegood’s body at the moment. BUT IT WOULD HAPPEN, OK.
*applauds*
Yay AvalonGirl!
I keep having to remind myself that Witchneko=AvalonGirl.
This is turning into a RPG/RRR, isn’t it. XD Oh well.
Keifer, can I be the baker/chef? Please?
Yes you can, and now I can finally get on with the story!
Oh, I know Beetles in Real Life. You should probably include that.
Wait, wait, wait, wait. Beetles in Real Life? What?
Yes, Beetles is AM’s younger brother. I know AM. Ergo, I know Beetles.
OH, okay I get it now. Except, who’s AM. (Sorry for not knowing who you are AM)
Ambystoma maculatum. Spotted salamander. one of my RL and MB friends.
Ahh, thank you very much. now I know.
More Omega.
***
Alice picked her way over the shards of concrete and glass, her breath harsh and loud in her ears, amplified by the gas mask half covering her face. She flicked a strand of damp hair away from her face- even in April, the sweltering heat and heavy mask were making her perspire.
“Find anything?” TMFA’s voice came sudden and sharp over the radio.
Alice replied with a sort of vocal shrug. “Meh. The Brahmagupta Institute was at the center of the bombardment. Not much left but a crater. I did manage to get into a deep cellar and found a couple computers still intact- I’ve got the hard disks in the case right now. Obviously all the documents were burned.”
TMFA hissed in frustration. “The Confederation must have learned about the reverse-engineering attempts. Nothing else worth taking here.”
Alice nodded, although she knew TMFA wouldn’t see it. “I’ll be back in five.”
Following the old map on the flexiscreen strapped to her wrist, she navigated the ruined streets of Mumbai back to the coast. Several of the piers had shattered and sunk from the shock of the blast. A rusting oil tanker listed out in the bay like a whale’s rotting corpse.
The little raft with its outboard motor was tied up where she’d left it. She got in with no small sense of relief. Even after six years of running and hiding from the Confeds, onshore work still made her nervous. India wasn’t even the worst, when compared to the radioactive rubble of Hokkaido or the stranglecreeper jungle that had consumed everything south of Hadrian’s Wall.
Alice started up the motor, thinking longingly of taut rigging and billowing white sails, and putt-putted out into the bay.
The first sign of trouble was a beep from the flexiscreen on her wrist. The second was a loud curse over the commlink.
Jen, Mira, I can write the next bit of SH if you want.
You should. Right now we’re having it as: MBer gets hot pink accessory. Said MBer puts the accessory on and discovers it has a MB-related power. Then, said MBer posts on MuseBlog as a response to fireh’s comment.
Ho humm… I have no writing projects at the moment. Might as well do a fanfic! I’ll keep it very hush-hush for now. Anybody want parts? I need good people, a leader and a few followers, one of them a scientist. I also need evil people, an oppressive dictator, minions, and police. An anti-hero type person is also muchly needed. Anti-hero is a hero who is not heroic. They are usually depressed, perhaps this one will be insane.
WARNING: This story will be quite dark. I’m considering calling it Hinn SÃðastur Nótt “The Last Night” in Icelandic.
Ooooh! Meeeeeee! Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Name: SudoRandom/Jonah
Age: 13
Physical Description: See Amherst or Boston kokon thread.
Personality: Very indecisive, but very opinionated when it comes to more important things. Good at math, plays lots of instruments, and the rest you can probably tell from the blog. If you need more, just ask.
Oh, and out me wherever you think I’d fit best.
I think you’d make a good oppressive dictator. When I typed that, I thought to myself “I hope SudoRandom volunteers.” I’m thinking of making myself the insane anti-hero. ‘Twould fit.
I’d want to make a cameo as an freaking insane person who prattles on about cake. “You will be baked, and then there will be cake~” and “The cake is a lie!” are that person’s favorite phrases.
Or as an evil scientist.
Or as the good leader. I’ve posted my profile on this thread twice, so…choose what you think works.
You can be the anti-hero’s best friend.
Yay! Insane anti-hero best friends rock!
Me too! Can I be a minion?
Name: Keiffer/Emma
Age: Twelve, almost thirteen.
Physical description: Baggy shirts and Cargo pants. Make of that what you wish.
Personality: Um, I like to annoy people, does that count? Likes Keith’s spiky six-inch platform combat boots. Erm… likes blood, death, Nosferatu, and the like. Stubborn. That’s about it.
Gender: I could be considered an androidical speck of dust. Need more? Probably.
Ok, you can be Sudo’s second in command. I need good guys! The evil people are really, really evil. They are worse-than-Voldemort evil. They are like Voldemort x Big Brother squared.
Cool, second in command suits me, I think. Adding something on to personality, I don’t follow orders very well.
As second in command, you’ll be more be caring for SudoRandom in his deteriorating mental state.
Gee, you seem to have planned out my whole future. Become a ruthless dictator, go insane, start to die of insanity… I’ll try hard not to live up to your expectations.
You don’t die of insanity. The anti-hero kills you and follows your path.
And, it turns out that you killed the previous dictator.
Hm, maybe I’ll write this one one of those surveys they hand out in school: “Q: What do you see in your future? A: I see myself killing a ruthless dictator and taking the throne, becoming the most evil person ever to walk the earth, being described as ‘Voldemort x Big Brother squared”, then slowly going insane and then being killed by another equally insane person who takes over my job”.
Oh, what a splash that one would make.
*Random unnecessary note- I didn’t mean to type “one” there. My fingers did it all by themselves. Quite worrisome.
I’ll be good!
I’m probably not the leader. I could be, but I’m probably not.
Actually, I’m probably just a random follower.
You can kill me off, just please make it somewhat dramatic/important.
Randomosity 101-
Cool, okay.
Oops, SFTDP, but it wasn’t supposed to say Randomosity 101 in that last post there.
I’ll be a good guy (well, girl), too!
Probably some random technician/scientist on the good side.
(Ditto what Errata said about killing me.)
Can I be a good
guygirl?Ditto what Errata saidI don’t care if you kill my character or not, and if you do, if it’s spectacular or whatever;Name:Zofia (my almost-name)
Age:12
Description:Pretty short, dark brown eyes, blond hair that reaches down halfway her back. Shy around new people, talkative once you get her going. Indecisive. Math and science are her best skills.
Good/Bad:Good
Two things:
1) No need for Physical Descriptions or ages.
2) This is going to be so-called “clockpunk” like steampunk, except well, clockwork being the main technology.
And I just realized I got post 42!!
Can I be an insane anti-hero?
Name: speller73
Age: 14
Physically: insanely short, extremely curly brown hair, brown eyes, braces, glasses
Personality: total math geek, somewhat insane, seems shy and nice at first but isn’t really
Sure, I’ll rewrite it.
Hey, could I make a fanfic? I could make it about… Genetic manipulation!
The characters could be humanoids who look and act and think like everyone else, but find out that they are actually illegal mutants created by a mad scientist. They also have a squad of secret police trying to kill them. I would need people to be the mutants, people to be the secret police, and someone to be the mad scientist. The mutants each need to have a distinct power that they don’t initially know they have. They also need one “normal” name (Like Kayla) and one “mutant” name (Like Flystra) that corresponds with their power. The secret police also need a normal name and a code name (Like Double Negative) that means something but doesn’t necessarily have to do with anything. The mad scientist only needs one name, but it doesn’t have to be normal.
Ooh! Ooh! I volunteer! If you want volunteers, of course.
Of course! Who would you like to be, and what is your name?
A secret police dude, if you don’t mind. Normal name would be Keiffer, and whatever you want really for a code name.
Cool. Please post a description of your character. You would need to anyway, and if you’re sure you want me to come up with the code name for you, I would like to see what kind of person I’m naming first.
Ooh, I could be a mutant or mad scientist! Do you have preference?
Either one. You decide. Please post a description of your character, and any preferences you have. (Like situations you really don’t want your character in)
MUTANT
Name: Sidra Raye
Mutant Name: Kitsune
Mutant Powers: Good with illusions. Can create foxfire in small amounts and control it. Shapeshifts.
Looks: Long, wavy, crimson hair. Black eyes. Pale skin. Wears capris and t-shirts, usually in white with a red top.
Age: 11
Personality: Freaking insane person who prattles on about cake. “You will be baked, and then there will be cake~†and “The cake is a lie!†are her favorite phrases. She also has serious health problems.
MAD SCIENTIST
Name: Mira. Just Mira. But you can call her Mistress Mira, if she lets you.
Looks: Wine-colored straight hair. It’s cut really, really short on the right side of her head, and falls to her shoulder on the left side. Pale skin with a few scars here and there. Dark pink eyes. Wears jackets and leggings when off-duty, and can easily walk in heels.
Personality: A little more sane than Sidra, but not by much. Has an amazing work ethic, and does the craziest things. Planned to hire the mutants out to normal people after implanting them with obedience triggers.
Perfect! I’m a Portal fan too, “Enrichment center regulations require both hands to be empty before any cake ~ cake-ake-ake-ake.” And an insane character will make things quite interesting.
Well, I can’t write insane, but you guys can. It’s my way for making up for the fact that Sidra has more/stronger powers than everybody else.
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There’s a list of things that (if they’re properly modified) Sidra would say. Cause she’s insane. And coughs up blood. And stuff.
I’d like to be a mutant… I’ll think about my powers… Ah, I have something.
Name: Errata
Secret name: Gravitas
Powers: Can manipulate gravity. This includes lessening it, increasing its pull, etc.
Looks: Short brown hair, brown eyes. Medium height.
Age: 13
Personality: Hard to describe. Um… Likes to read. Somewhat random at times. Generally fairly shy.
I’ll volunteer for a mutant too…
Normal name: Margaret
Mutant name: Fyira
Powers: can manipulate fire (and slightly influence explosions). She can’t spontaneously start (i.e. without a lighter or whatever) or extinguish it and has slight pyromaniacal tendencies (duh).
I have another description somewhere up there, so…
OK, so are you using the personality posted in 17.1? And just to clarify, she can manipulate fire, as long as it’s already started, and can’t use her powers to put it out?
Exactly. She can’t cause things to spontaneously combust or extinguish themselves, but once the fire’s burning she can do anything with it (of course, she can always extinguish it with a fire extinguisher or whatever but not in a mutant sort of way). Yep, I’ll use the same personality.
Can I volunteer?I’ll be a mutant, but I can make anyone. I like making characters…Hmm…Are shifting characters okay? Okay, I think I have something;
Normal Name:Leslie B. Kenely (or LBK, :D)
Mutant Name: Flyte
Powers:Cam grow wings/transform temporarily into a Horntail dragon (if this isn’t okay, just go with the “growing wings” thing), and has a bit of control over wind (as in, she can give herself a boost or slow herself down, make herself go higher or lower. That’s about it.)
Looks:Tall, black hair dyed blue, green cat-like eyes.
Age:12
Personality:Spitfire. Impulsive. Hates people, but not really for a reason.
Those powers are fine. I really like the personality you chose.
Can I be a mutant or do you have enough already?
Name: Kaiulani Yves-Cousteau
Secret name: Aero
Powers: Superhumanly fast reaction time and reflexes and gadgeteering (Innate knowledge of machines and ability to invent or repair complex devices on the spot.)
Looks: Short brown hair, hazel eyes. Medium height. Wears glasses.
Age: 16
Personality: Something of a worrywart, but kind-hearted and eager to help others. Self-doubting, especially when in hazardous situations.
There’s always room for more mutants. I will need more secret police dudes, but that’s not because of too many mutants, I just don’t have many secret police dudes.
I can make some secret police dudes! I’ll make 3:
Name:Necro Hetep
Secret name:The Janitor ( :lol:)
Age:17, but can pass for 20
Personality:Hates killing. Tries not to do it too much.
Name:Kallon Bateng
Secret Name:The Pug
Age: 30
Personality: Commanding, basically the opposite of Necro. Loves bloodshed, the more the better! (I would love it if you killed him! :D)
Name:Jenna Brimstone
Secret Name:Fair Lady
Age:20
Personality:Tomboy. (Hopefully) The only girl.
Great! I really like those names. I can’t be sure that Jenna will be the only girl, though. Sorry.
That’s okay.
Strange Happenings, Part Three
Hannah was just your ordinary high schooler… strange, anime-obsessed, tended to talk to herself and to inanimate objects…. Well, that’s ordinary for a MuseBlogger! However, soon, the Muserly definition of ordinary would be changing drastically. And Hannah would be unlucky (or was she lucky?) enough to get caught in the middle, as would a certain few other MBers.
“Time for school, Hannah! Get up!”
“I AM up, Mom,” she called back. “I’ve been awake since six-thirty.”
“Well, duh, that’s when your alarm goes off.”
“I’ve been out of bed since six-thirty, that better?”
“What are you doing up there?”
“Ummmm, nothing…” Which was obviously a lie.
“Hannah! What are you doing?”
“Nothing! I’m almost done!”
“You’re… almost done doing nothing?”
She was almost done trying to find that pendant Sudo had randomly mailed to her. She hadn’t even realized he remembered her address, and suddenly he’d sent her this pretty necklace, just a few days before…. the only odd thing about it was its color, which was hot pink, and that it looked exactly like Princess Tutu’s except for its color. Oh, and he hadn’t written a note, plus there hadn’t been any occasion or anything. Her birthday wasn’t till May.
“Aha!” she said, grabbing it and putting it on. It went perfectly with her outfit, so of course she had occasion to wear it! Even if it ended up bunnifying her or something!
At school that day, she was quickly caught up in the whirlwind of schoolwork. Finally, she had a chance to take a break! She went in the bathroom to make sure her hair didn’t look totally stupid. A futile effort, since it kinda did.
“I wish my hair was straight…” she muttered, turning around and walking out of the bathroom. As she turned, she noticed her pendant glowing.
“Wow, that’s a pretty cool trick of the light,” she said. “Or maybe there’s a heart shard around?” She laughed, reaching up to twirl a piece of her hair.
Which felt suspiciously straight.
“I wish my eyes were green,” she said, testing this new power.
Her eyes were green.
RoseQuartz
@November 20th, 2010, 5:10
I have a hot pink pendant. I can change my appearance. There is something definitely weird here.
Oh, thanks for the pendant, by the way, SR. Apparently it’s magic.
SudoRandom
@November 20th, 2010, 5:23
What pendant?
((Could I use hot pink nail polish instead of an ornament?))
((Bookgirl, it doesn’t have to be an object and it doesn’t have to be hot pink. Just anything odd and MB-related happening.))
Can I write part of Strange Happenings?
My character’s power is making things disappear and return. She can’t make new things appear, though. (She can also turn things white/clear and then back again by vanishing their pigment, though this is rarely useful.)
Her accessory-thing is earrings made of hot pink stone chips. Like those souvenir coral necklaces.
If you want to, go ahead!
Randomosity 101-
Name: Keiffer
Age: 12, almost 13.
Looks: 5’2″-ish. Short, dirty blond hair. Black Cargo pants and t-shirts.
Personality: Sneaky. Likes Keith’s spiky six-inch platform combat boots. Blood, death, Nosferatu, and the like. Stubborn. That’s about it.
Gender: I could be considered an androidical speck of dust. Need more?
Code Name: Uhh. You can make it up.
Great. Sorry, I just saw your previous post of your profile. As for a code name, how about Quint deGhoul?
I like it. It could mean many things…
All right. Characters so far:
-Secret Police
Keiffer
-Mad Scientist
Witchneko
-Mutants
Witchneko
Errata
bookgirl_me
LittleBasementKitten and Kityera
KaiYves- Water? YES!
Good. I’ll need some more secret police members, but if anyone else wants to be a mutant, that’s good too. Just a heads-up though, there’s only one mad scientist. Sorry.
Ah, always good to be represented as a mentally unstable mad scientist.
As opposed to those mentally stable mad scientists….
Those are the worst.
They are, because they know what they’re doing.
This Witchneko, thankfully, has been insane for a long while, or maybe she went insane when she couldn’t control the mutants…whatever happened, it is a fact that she has tried the cake recipe from Portal (look it up, it’s quite dangerous).
(And force-fed it to somebody. Poor Era Winters, nobody ever heard from her again.)
Do you think she choked on all the rhubarb, or the “…fish shaped crackers, fish shaped candies, fish shaped dirt, and sediment shaped sediment.”
Gah, this is turning into another RPG.
Do you think it would help if we designated this as a Fanfiction planning thread and make a separate one for the actual stories?
Yes. Yes it would. *is ripping off Phineas and Ferb**laughs evilly*
Interesting idea… they’ve never interfered with each other before, but then again this thread has hardly ever seen so much traffic before. I say yes.
I was thinking it would be very hard to follow a story with all the intervening
chatterdiscussion.That would be a lot less confusing for sure. I think that the actual stories excerpts are great but are probably pretty confusing for people who are just trying to plan out a Fanfic. I say yes!
(50.1.2.) Well, it’s worth a try. The new Muse Fanfiction writing thread is now open
:
https://musefanpage.com/blog/?p=5701
Writers, feel free to copy and paste what you’ve written so far and post it on the new thread.
As for the rest, as you were.
All right. I’m re-posting the list of characters.
Secret Police:
Keiffer – Keiffer
Jenna Brimstone – LittleBasementKitten and Kityera
Kallon Bateng – LittleBasementKitten and Kityera
Necro Hetep – LittleBasementKitten and Kityera
Mad Scientist:
Mira – Witchneko
Mutants:
Kaiulani Yves-Cousteau – KaiYves
Leslie B. Kenely – LittleBasementKitten and Kityera
Margaret – bookgirl_me
Errata – Errata
Sidra Raye – Witchneko
OK. I’ve got pretty even teams for mutants and secret police right now, but I’ll keep it open for just a little while longer so that anyone who wants a character and doesn’t have one can add one.
If there are any more spaces and or you want to add someone else, I’m open. See my description at post #18. This goes for any other Fanfic as well.
Sure. Would you like to be a secret police dude or a mutant? Either way, you need two names, a normal one and a codename/mutant name.
Hm. So far, for my fanfic, I only have two volunteers, book_girl and Alice. Anyone else want to be a part of it? Preferably people that were veterans at the time that MuseBlog went down. I’ll take people who were neophytes at that time too, I guess, but they will probably get less action.
You can use me but I’m afraid I came in May 09, so I seemed to have just missed it…I mean, I’ll volunteer but I don’t think you’d be able to fit me in very well.
Still, if you’re in need of me anywhere for any other purpose….like I said, I’m up for grabs.
I was a neophyte then, I think. I know I came on April 4th.
I will. I’d been there for slightly more then a month at the time, but I believe I was the second person to come on, after Luna. Or at least, I distinctly remember coming on and seeing only Luna’s posts.
Technically I was a veteran at that time…but I wasn’t on MB.
You can use me, if you like.
You can use me. I wasn’t terribly active at the time, but I’d been around for over a year.
Ooh, I can’t wait for your fanfic! Don’t forget my birthday
Typical; whee, I can celebrate my birthday on MB- NOT!
SudoRandom. I said I might have that happen, not that I was. Besides, it’s going to be a while before I get around to killing you. Which is great because Witchneko and I get to do that. Oh, and I wasn’t going to make people… erm… pee on you anyways. *evil grin*
Yay! I get to murder my boyfriend! This is a great day!
Um…
*slowly backs away*
((POSOC! Come here so we can discuss the Dr.Who/Discworld crossover!
So, current interactions we have planned:
Jack Harkness & Nanny Ogg
The Master & Venitari
Martha Jones & Susan
The Doctor & Death
Auditors & The TARDIS
I know I won’t be able to write the interactions you have planned, and I’d like to write the ones I have planned. But I want to know if that’s Ok with you.))
Oh, I’d be glad to collaborate with you. This is too big of a project for any one person to handle.
Alice needs to get in on this. She’s a rabid fan of both Thief of Time and Dr. Who.
But we’re really going to need to work out the story beforehand. There are at least a dozen different factions working on entirely different agendas in this tale, and with time travel mixed in, there’s going to be some serious problems if we don’t.
Let’s wait until tomorrow- I think I can check Thief of Time out from the library then.
*thought strikes him* This is fanfiction, but it doesn’t really have anything to do with the Muses. I wonder if it’s allowable? I recall there was a pure Harry Potter fanfic posted up here a while back, but that was before MB’s population explosion…
Would it count as an RRR?
I suppose…
It would differ markedly from RRRs, though, because we have to have the plot worked out far, far in advance. (At least, I think we do.)
If we didn’t, it would die/ make no sense.
I own Theif Of Time, so for tiny details you can come to me.
Ooh…ahhh…ooh.
That was pretty much my response when I heard this idea too.
Wait till you see the Igors shooting down Toclafane.
So… plot plan? Or more stylistic decisions?
As for style, it takes place on the Disc, it should be written as if TP wrote it, or close.
Plot? I honestly have no idea.
I’m good at imitating TP’s style, but I’m a little hazier on the Doc and friends.
Plot… let’s say that the Doctor or Martha notices Jack clinging to the outside in mid-Vortex and does the equivalent of “yanking the handbrake,” bringing the TARDIS to a screeching halt in unknown reaches of space and time (ie the Disc). They land in Ankh-Morpork, quite near the Canting Crew (Foul Ole Ron, The Duck Man, Sideways Arnold, Altogether Andrews, Coffin Henry and Gaspode- the designated witnesses to supernatural events that nobody else notices). The scene proceeds as the first scene of Utopia did (mainly)… but Jack, before he revives, sees Death.
Discworld’s Death bears an uncanny resemblance to the thing that turned Owen Harper into a walking dead man (see Torchwood), so it’s safe to say that as soon as he revives, Jack is strongly in favor of getting as far away from there as possible.
They continue, and Utopia proceeds as normal… but when the Master steals the TARDIS, the only place for him to go is the Disc, about a week before Thief of Time begins.
More on his DIABOLICAL PLANS later.
Wait…..I think the timelines a bit wonky. Jack goes off with the Doctor (clinging to the TARDIS) immediately post season 1 Torchwood. Owen does not get turned into a walking dead man until Season 2 TW, unless I’ve forgotten the TW timeline completely……So that event not having yet happened, would Jack necessarily be quite so “strongly in favor of getting as far away from there as possible”? Since he wouldn’t notice any sort of uncanny resemblance?
And SPOILERISHNESS by the “thing that turned Owen” into a walking dead man, do you mean the alien thingy he was sort of turned into for awhile? Because unless I forget (possible, no arguments there–it was way back in October when I watched TW), it was just the glove (the Risen Mitten) that resurrected Owen…..(Aghhhhh. Ianto quotes flooding mind. Now I’m feeling depressed…..)
I think you’re right, actually… It’s been a while since I watched Torchwood. But it’ll still work- if Jack sees an actual personification of Death, then I’m sure he’ll think staying is a bad idea.
That’s probably true, although, actually, I just had a thought–given Jack’s immortality, and his desire to find the Doctor in order to be “cured”, would he himself want to get away from a personification of Death? I mean, he’d want to get the Doctor and Martha away, because he cares about the Doctor (and certainly comes to care for Martha, even if she’s nothing more than a pretty face to him at this moment), but I almost feel that he’d be intrigued by this personification of Death, perhaps thinking that he could get answers about his immortality–and even a cure. I mean, that’s why he was so keen on finding the Doctor, because I remember him mentioning once (I think it was on TW, not a fanfic) that he needed to find a particular sort of doctor, to help him with his problem.
Sorry, I’m probably being annoying and nitpicky here, especially as once we get down to this level Jack’s behavior is really a matter of personal interpretation.
Actually, that might kill two birds with one stone.
A problem that’s been nagging at me is that the Doctor has NEVER left a place the TARDIS landed without exploring a bit- and if he gets dragged into the plot of Thief of Time prematurely, the Master’s involvement will not work well. However, if Jack heads willingly off with Death, and the Doc and Martha might assume that this was what the TARDIS brought them there for, and continue to the End of the Universe.
But then Jack wouldn’t be there to operate the Applied Phlebotinum Generators that allowed Yana’s spaceship to launch…
Perhaps Doc and Martha amuse themselves in Ankh Morpork for a day or so (possibly a comedic subplot where Colon and Nobby try to arrest them) while Jack and Death converse. Then, with questions still unanswered, Jack returns to the TARDIS and they all continue to the End of the Universe.
Or perhaps Jack goes off with Death while Martha and the Doc continue, but the Doc has to fix Jack’s Vortex Manipulator a bit earlier than in canon (to allow him to reach Death’s Domain). Then, just when all seems lost and they need a man who can’t die, Jack shows up in the deep future (via the VM) and saves the day. Utopia continues with only minor differences.
I need to read the Discworld books……
You do. Go get them. Library, if possible, but there’s a lot of nicely inexpensive paperbacks out there.
I’ll add that to my metal list of things I should try and do this summer
whenif I have time between getting in 40 hours of shadowing with a food production vet, 40 with equine, and as many paid hours as I can with the small animal vet I’ve been working for since I was 16. Ugh, busy summer ahead.Er, mental, not “metal”
Perhaps Death cures Jack Harkness, and then that’s how the Face Of Boe dies!
Well, this doesn’t actually happen in canon, if you see what I mean. Things are going to diverge significantly.
But it’s nearly 5 billion years past present day Captain Jack (certainly a good 4 billion) before the Face of Boe dies. And he is the actual Face of Boe for long enough that no one remembers him being anything else–and long enough to give birth to 3 little Boemina’s (no, I’m not making that up–listen to the Bad Wolf TV broadcast when the Doctor and Rose first visit Satellite 5–I only picked up on it on the second watching.). And considering that Jack dies numerous times throughout Torchwod 2 and CoE……Both of which come after Utopia–how could he have been cured yet?
And it just dawned on my stupid brain that you were most likely just kidding……
Don’t feel bad, Luna… it didn’t even occur to me that she might be joking until you said so.
This reminds me of the “Someone is WRONG on the internet” comic…
SHE?!?!
I’m a boy.
o_O My apologies.
Or:
They arrive. Death comes to take Jack, but seeing he’s still alive, leaves. Jack chases Death, and The Doctor and Martha miss him. Doc and Martha spend time in Morpork, and then leave. Jack grabs on as before.
When the Master goes to Discworld, he begins his attempt to rule the Universe there, instead of Earth. He hires Igors to try and unlock the TARDIS’s coordinates. Martha, Jack, and The Doctor travel there with Jack’s wristy-thingys, but the Disc’s magic interferes, and they are sent off to different places. Jack meets Nanny Ogg, Martha meets Susan, Doctor ends up with the History Monks. When The Master runs up against Venitari, the Igors start wondering about him. But the Master manages to unlock the coordinates, and travel to Earth. Martha and company follow him.
When at the end of The Last Of The Time Lords, The Master takes Martha’s wrist thing, he transports to the Disc instead of just keeping it. Martha and Jack free the TARDIS, and they follow The Master. Martha tells the Igors about the Toclafane, and they proceed to stop The Master by shooting them down. He goes back to the Disc in the TARDIS and remakes it into a paradox machine. Martha and Jack have to use the wristband. They go back, and every thing proceeds as in canon.
I think that’s water tight.
Hm.
I’m not sure the Master would really need the Igors, given that their area of expertise is more with “the thquithy thtuff” than RAW SPACETIME POWAR, and he managed to turn it into a paradox machine without help.
How would his plan play out on the Disc? No satellites, so no Archangel network. Perhaps he uses L-space to spread the “rhythm of four-” that would require breaking into the Library, though. Not beyond his capabilities, but he’d have to fight space-time distortions, angry books, and a fully grown male orangutan with a badge. He might also team up with Mr. Slant, Lord Rust, Lord de Worde, and the rest of the “chairs” to try and depose Vetinari. With the hypnotic rhythm spreading, Vetinari might be almost powerless to halt the situation. A few very strong-minded people might retain their free will. Vimes fought off the caking Summoning Dark (THAT! IS! NOT! MY! COW!), he can handle a puny Time Lord. The Librarian’s been shown to be immune to all sorts of quasi-magical, mind-affecting stuff (elves’ glamor, the Necrotelecomnicon, etc.) If it spreads beyond Ankh-Morpork and immediate environs, Granny Weatherwax might sit up and take notice.
The arrival of the TARDIS might alert the History Monks to something strange going on, and they could arrive in time to thwart the building of the glass clock… but at the last minute, the Master arrives to steal it or its various components. Lu-Tze might be a bit fuddled by the rhythm as he approaches Ankh-Morpork, but Jeremy Clockson and Lobsang Ludd probably would remain unaffected (a Time Lord trying to stop them would be like the Coast Guard trying to arrest the Atlantic). Assuming Susan has already shown up, Death is out gathering the
FourFive Horsemen… this is basically going to be “The Master against the world.” The Toclafane arriving will help to even the odds, at least versus the History Monks and the rest of our heroes. But what about the Auditors? They probably wouldn’t take kindly to the Master hijacking their precious plan. Of course, they have never been able to directly interfere in “mortal” affairs (hiring people like Clockson or Teatime to do their dirty work), even if Time Lords are only “mortal” in the loosest sense of the word.Most of the Auditors will probably be occupied trying to stop the Five Horsemen, as in the book. Since time never actually stops, Myria LeJean will be the only one in corporeal form.
And I haven’t even factored the Doctor’s appearance in yet… ye gods.
Maybe we shouldn’t set this during Thief of Time at all. The appearance of the Doctor and the Master alone would be enough to catalyze a totally independent Disc story.
Re: Master having Igors
Perhaps it’s because that it’s not their area of expertise he needs lots. They could just be like The Doctor’s companion, “hold this” “keep this lever pulled up” “don’t press that button”. That’s just my thought.
SFTDP
How about the first time the Doctor, Martha and Jack show up, it’s back when the first clock was made, and the blue circle is really the TARDIS.
Maybe. Don’t see how that would work, really.
Brilliant! Brilliant, I tell you! Brilliant!
Oh, and the Jack seeing Death thinking it looks like Owen (?) thing? I think it should just be that he’s incredibly creeped out by a skeleton standing over him.
Hehehe, yup, there was indeed a pure Harry Potter fanfic posted around 3 years back. It wasn’t all that good, though (I should know, I wrote it).
Randomosity, can I please get your MA house? I’d like to continue my script, but I’m going to need your house.
Uh, uh, uh, I don’t know? I think I used to know, but it’s been so long since I was on a Muse Academy thread that I forgot. Sorry.
Here’s the link. Please take the test.
https://musefanpage.com/blog/?p=1026#comment-8
Ah. Thanks. I guess I’m in the Baker house, though Coontz was close behind.
Sorry, It’s been so long since I posted with this computer it remembers an old alter-ego I used.
Oh, that works really well then. I have one main character in each house.
Alright. I’m officially closing registration for characters and starting the story.
Cool! I look forward to seeing it!
*chants* Write, write, write, WRITE!
So I’m thinking about that weird Star Wars/Space Shuttle thing I wrote a while ago, and I realized that following the official Wookiepedia timeline, the dates don’t match up if I have Lucas making first contact in 1973, just after the events of ANH.
The basic idea of the story is that it’s supposed to be something made up by a 12-year-old playing with spaceship models in the late 70s, so it makes sense they would play loose with dates for the sake of the story. After all, the kid would assume Luke, Leia and Han had future adventures, but en would have no way of knowing how far after ANH they would take place.
But in that case, does it strain credibility for the kid’s imagination to get the plots of the later movies totally correct?
Ok, POSOC. We should set it in it’s own story. I think the insanity of Doctor Who is overtaking the original Discworld plot. So, let’s have the travel periods (beginning of Utopia, between Utopia and The Sound Of Drums, and at the end of Last of The Time Lords) stay the same. The Master wants to use Discworld as a launching point for another plan. He could meet Death, and use his library of everyone’s biographies as a way to L-space in order to spread the 4 beat rhythm through the Disc. The Doctor would have to befriend Death at some point, and Martha has to meet Susan. Jack and Nanny Ogg, of course. The three witched, Nanny Ogg, Granny Weatherwax, and Margrat Garlick could try and stop The Master along with Death and Susan and The Doctor and Martha.
I guess The Master would have everyone not hypnotized fighting him. The Five Horsemen can make an appearance since The Master usually brings along the end of days. *mumbles to self*
I agree, I think we should set it directly after Night Watch (something tells me Vimes ought to play a part, and this will familiarize him with time travel).
More ideas and roughly chronological outline:
The Master (as Harold Saxon) tries to stage a coup. Vignettes around the city reveal how he’s hypnotizing the population. Then a scene where he and his mob break into the Oblong Office and overpower Vetinari.
Granny Weatherwax notices the rhythm of four and sets out for Ankh-Morpork, its epicenter.
Doctor, Susan and Jack arrive for the first time, and quickly leave.
Events of Utopia.
Doctor, Susan and Jack return via teleporter-thingy and investigate the new Ankh-Morpork.
The Lancre witches arrive, find them, and tell them something’s wrong.
Together, they go around discovering other people who happen to have resisted.
The Master, who has been working with Leonard da Quirm to develop technology alien to the Disc, shows up and takes them prisoner.
The paradox machine is activated. Toclafane show up and wreak havoc. War ensues.
History Monks and Death both notice the paradox, so Lu-Tze and Susan move to save Our Plucky Heroes.
EPIC BATTLEZ.
Possible scenes from the EPIC BATTLEZ:
Igors build lightning attractor and begin destroying Toclafane.
The Doctor is shot, but pulls the Phlebotinum-trick that he did in The Stolen Earth and drains off excess regeneration energy into his hand. Instead of Donna, Vetinari shows up and absorbs all the Doctor’s knowledge, and the Doctor-clone contains traits of Vetinari (scheming, misanthropy, etc).
Vimes arrests the Master. (He just has to at some point. He’s arrested just about everything else.)
Granny Weatherwax and the Master in a mental duel.
The Doctor-clone has his hand chopped off as well, so that’s how he has the hand in The Stolen Earth. Is that right?
I’ll write the scene where The Doctor, Martha and Jack arrive. They probably shouldn’t notice Jack, since he went with Death.
Idea for later: Vimes arrests The Doctor and Martha and Jack. They use their teleporty thingy. Comedic scenes where Vimes is looking for them in an empty locked room, and The Doctor can’t get their handcuffs off.
Well, Jack is clinging to the outside of the TARDIS, so he’ll be there… and his physical body will also be there. Time’s fluid in Death’s Domain. He could spend an instructive hour there and “revive” a few seconds later. (So that Utopia progresses almost as in canon, Death shouldn’t be able to “cure” Jack of his immortality.)
I’m envisioning a scene something like this:
(Death shows Jack an enormous, glass monstrosity of loops, curls, helices and switchbacks. Sand flows in half a dozen different directions through it. It is the size of a small house.)
JACK: What’s that?
DEATH: IT IS AN HOURGLASS.
JACK: Doesn’t look like it.
DEATH: IT IS ALSO YOUR LIFE.
JACK: (Shrugs) Looks like it.
If Vimes is going to arrest them all, this should be before the Master’s total takeover- Vimes would probably have noticed something wrong. He’s incredibly strong-willed, so the hypnotism would have been difficult. Maybe Our Heroes return a couple days before the mob storms the Patrician’s Palace, so that they get a chance to interact with normal Ankh-Morpork.
Enceladus wherever you are! Did your fanfiction die? Or did you just quit or something or other?
I’m waiting. I currently have much school work now,so I’m waiting until I have time.
Makes sense. At least it didn’t die. Mine got sucked into the second dimension, along with my house.
OK, I’ve got free time, so I’ll write up an intro on the actual thread. Enc and Alice, feel free to edit it if necessary.
Okay, some ideas for the MuseBlog-as-a-family fanfic:
-I’m kind of leaning toward having the last name be Embi (that is, MB).
-The house (which would have to be large) could be called The Oasis, and it could be on top of the same trans-dimensional/multi-universal . . . thingy . . . that the H&H is on.
-And so all of the housework and cooking and so on could be done by wungs, which probably wouldn’t exist anywhere else. And there would be HPBs, of course. And fleets of giant space squid.
-One of the universes that is accessible via The Oasis is the universe containing Muse Academy, so the (tentatively named) Embis could go there, and the rest of their universe would think they were homeschooled.
-The GAPAs would, of course, have to be the parental units, but they’d need to be more along the lines of aunts and uncles. Possibly we could have the GAPAs all be siblings from a large family, and the rest of the family got married and had kids, and then died, so their kids were adopted by the GAPAs. (This would make it possible for us to have cousins as well as siblings/twins, although it is a little bit improbable.)
So, Enc? Fireh? How do those sound?
Hee, that sounds sort of like my beginnings of a story about the Lisdrens, a family that basically adopts a new child every time it gets boring around their house, or something, that I’m writing. I haven’t exactly worked all the details yet, but none of their children are really normal.
Anyway, I’m in, if that’s all right. I like the name Embi.
I ♥ it!
Okay, so I don’t make a double post, I’m just going to throw this out there. I’m really good at making up characters and profiles and the like. So, if anyone needs a character made, ask me. These have been all your evening announcements, and have a wonderful day.
Sounds flammy.
Also, the Oasis area place that is our house should be in Chicago.
Or, the kids are just Musers that wander in, looking for the Muse Offices.
63.3 – I was thinking that The Oasis could be in a small town called Museica, right outside of Chicago.
63.1 – Do you mean you want to write one of the episodes or you want to be one of the characters? (Either of those is fine, by the way.)
So, anyone else want to be in this?
I do, I do! LBK Embi is fine.
I’m in!
Probably as Kai Yves-Embi. (Another adopted kid)
Koppar-
No, no! The Embi family lives at 42 Muserly Lane, Woven Beyond, Museica! Woven Beyond being a town.
I’m definetely in. I like the name Fireh Embi.
I’d think that instead of having a street address, it woul be one of those houses with a name. It could be:
The Woven Beyond, at 42 Muserly Lane. Museica, Illinois.
Enceladus Embi!
SudoRandom Embi!
(If I’m in it, Sudo must be in it.)
Hmm. True. I like that.
The Woven Beyond, at 42 Muserly Lane. Museica, Illinois.
That sounds about right.
And if I’m in it, Pseudo must. As Pseudo is my blogtwin.
(btw, Fireh is a name I’m using in a story I’m writing. Random tidbit for y’all. Fireh as a name is pronounced “Fee-reh” and the character’s nickname is Fi. :lol:)
SilverLining (or would it be Silver-Lining, like one of those hyphenated names?) Embi!!
Darn. SilverLining sounds nothing like something one
could even attempt to consider as a real name. Enceladus, Pseudo, Fireh, Keiffer, Piggy, Elias, etc. could at least pass for names. But SilverLining?
How about Silver Lining-Embi? Your actual name could be Lining but you’ve been adopted by the Embis?
Nah, I’ll just be SilverLining. I can be unconventional.
What about Silver Lining Embi, Lining being your middle name?
Actually, I like that! I’ll just be like one of those kids whom everyone calls by both their first and middle names.
Especially because there’s also Silver Leopard.
I’d completely forgotten about SilverLeopard!
On a side tangent- when’s the last time you were in NationStates, Enc?
A few days ago.
Allright Enc. Here I am. And no, I am not afraid of waffles.
I’m not writing one story so much as little drabbles.
I’m working on the family having a picnic at the lake. Fireh notes a flock of seagulls and comments that since they’re at the lake, they’re lakegulls. A debate is started among the family about whether they’re lakegulls or are they still seagulls.
Cat thinks that they really should be called lakegulls, but they’re found near the sea and eat near it…so she remains indecisive. They’re lakegulls if they’re near a lake, seagulls if near the sea?
Bubblegum says to just call them gulls. It’s far easier.
Stone argues that they’re still seagulls, as they’re seagulls anyway no matter what you like to call them.
Ooooooh! Can I be included? Pax Embi sounds pretty cool, and it’s almost like one of those names that people always call you by your first and last name. There’s a guy at my school, everyone always calls him Kyle [last name]. I’m not entirely sure why, but anyway…off of my random tangent. The Embi family sounds so cool.
Yeah, there’s a kid at my school that everyone calls Chris[lastname] all run together. XD
I’d like to be in this too. I’ll probably be sitting over on the side either not talking, or being incredibly hyper. One or the other. Hyper, laughing hysterically for minutes on end at absolutely nothing, talking about something thoroughly random, etc.
ENC AND SUDO!
If there was a debate about seagulls/lakegulls, which side would you two be on?
I know I’d be on the side of “Who cares, as long as they taste good?”
And that means I’d be on the side of “That’s disgusting. *pushes Enceladus into lake*
You’re no fun. My logic in this case- “Is it edible? Does it taste good? Ooh, yummy! Gimme!”
*drags Enc out of lake*
*pulls Sudo in with me*
XD
I support calling them lakegulls, if there’s no seas around.
But if they taste good, I suppose that would be a bonus.
I would say, “Who cares! They’re all birds!” And then I might quote the scene in Help! where Ringo says something about a bird (British slang for a young woman) or start singing, “And Your Bird Can Sing.”
“I got it from an eastern bird, in a fan letter…”
I would say that “seagull” is the species, no matter where they live.
Yes, otherwise you’d end up with “WalMartparkinglotgulls” and such.
Fireh, please start writing the Muse Family Fanfic!!!!! Don’t forget, I ♥ Pokemon, and I usually cheat on my games!! I’m going to die here!!!!! Randomosity-blogster, you need to keep writing, too!!!!!!
I’m not writing one story, just a collection of oneshots.
Picnic at the lake
The Embis pille out of the family bus gleefully, many of them toting waterguns, and dash towards the water, splashing each other mercilessly. The Aunts and Uncles call after them in precaution, but who cares? After seeing that they weren’t being paid any attention, they unloaded the bus, laying out on an enormous tarp several crates of cream pies and water balloons for entertanment after everyone got tired of swimming. Meanwhile, in the water, Fireh and Pseudo see a flock of seagulls. “Hey, look! Lakegulls!” Fireh shouted, aiming her watergun at them. “Aw, cake. They’re out of range.” she muttered miserably as gravity came into action, bringing the water to splash back on her head. Tesseract waded over, laughing. “Fi, they are seagulls. Not lakegulls.” the older blogling scolded. “But we’re at the lake, not the seaside!” Fireh protested, turning to Enc. “Arent they lakegulls, Enc?” she asked. Enc shrugged. ” Who cares, as long as they taste good?” he grinned and splashed Tesseract. “Does it really matter, you guys?” he added as an afterthought. Sudo looked at his twin, disgusted. “Eww. That’s disgusting, Enc.” he pretended to gag and pushed Enc underwater. Fireh ducked Sudo. “The reasoning in this case, SiR, is- Is it edible? Does it taste good? Yum! Give me it now!” she splashed him and ran away before he could splash back. Tesseract was still indignant. “They’re still the same species!” she spluttered. “Yes, but a name is only a word. I can change a word if I want to!” Fireh retorted. Maths Lover waded over as well. “Fi, that is entirely illogical.” en said, impersonating Spock. “Sanity is the privilege of the humdrum.” Fireh answered. “Who cares about logic?”
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My brain died on me here. To be continued…..
It’s not very good. Sorry, guys…
Whatever. Thank you!!!!!!!! I love it!!! I’m probably underwater, aren’t I? *coughcoughIlovewaterandwon’tevencomplainifit’scoldcoughcough*
Yeah.
Also- I know nothing about Pokemon. Could you help me in that aspect?
Okay. What do you need to know? My favorite Pokemon are some of the legendaries (Articuno, Zapdos, Moltres, Mewtwo, Mew, Lugia, Ho-Oh, Latias, Latios, Kyogre, Groudon, Rayquaza, Jirachi, Mesprit, Dialga, Palkia, Heatran, Giratina, Manaphy, Darkrai, Shaymin, and Arceus, not necessarily in that order) and some just random Pokemon (Venusaur, Charizard, Blastoise, Pigeot, Arbok, Nidoqueen, Ninetales, Persian, Growlithe, Arcanine, Rapidash, Dodrio, Dewgong, Kanggaskhan, Gyrados, Lapras, Eevee, Vaporeon, Jolteon, Flareon, Aerodactyl, Dratini, Dragonair, Dragonite, Feraligatr, Furret, Noctowl, Crobat, Espeon, Umbreon, Sneasel, Swinub, Mantine, Skarmory, Houndour, Houndoom, Kingdra, Larvitar, Pupitar, Tyranitar, Blaziken, Swampert, Poochyena, Lioone, Taillow, Swellow, Ralts, Kirlia, Gardevoir, Masquerain, Mawile, Aron, Lairon, Aggron, Carvanha, Sharpedo, Flygon, Zangoose, Anorith, Armaldo, Tropius, Absol, Sealeo, Walrein, Huntail, Bagon, Shelgon, Salamence, Beldum, Metang, Metagross, Torterra, Infernape, Piplup, Empoleon, Starly, Staraptor, Shinx, Luxray, Cranidos, Rampardos, Shieldon, Bastiodon, Vespiquen, Ambipom, Drifloon, Drifblim, Buneary, Lopunny, Honchrow, Stunky, Stuntank, Gible, Gabite, Garchomp, Riolu, Lucario, Hippopotas, Hippowdon, Croagunk, Toxicroak, Weavil, Yanmega, Leafeon, Glaceon, Mamoswine, Froslass, also not necessarily in that order) Sorry for the super long post, GAPAs!
69.2 – “Seagull” refers to all gulls in general, not a particular species. Just thought I’d point that out.
I need brief descriptions (of yourselves) from everyone who wanted to be in my fanfic. (And if anyone else wants to be in it, that’s fine. Actually, I’d really like it if I had a few more people in this.)
Name: Enceladus.
Age: 13/14 now.
Description: Sorta tall, dark brown hair, wears dark clothing.
Personality: Sorta idealistic, but sarcastic when other people make logical fallacies. Always looking for a better, faster way to do stuff. Doesn’t stop to smell the roses.
Name: Fireh
Age: Six days older than Enceladus
Description: Very short, shoulder-length dark brown hair (almost black), usually wears dark yoga pants/jeans, a long sleeve navyblue t-shirt, anda black hoodie.
Personality: Can be hyper one minute and depressed the next. Tends to feel like a lot of things is her fault, and apologizes out of the blue a lot, when depressed, but when hyper likes to do random things, like her special “Super Flying Tackle-Glomp-Hug Special Edition Number Threee!” (don’t ask) Loves music above almost anything else.
Name: LBK
Age: 12
Description, Sorta short, blond hair, brown eyes, very 1960-hippie-ish.
Personality: Kind of shy with new people, I talk a lot when I get going, not very social.
SFTDP I usually wear, right now, a long sleeve with something peace-orieted on it and sweatpants.
Wait- Are lots of people writing this, or just you? Either way, I’d like to be in this.
Name: SudoRandom
Age: 13
Description: Sorta short, dark blond hair, wears t-shirts with words. Also, I have that bright orange hat from the kokon threads, (go to the Amherst Kokon thread, and scroll down a bit for a photo of me in the hat.) and I have some epic sunglasses with white frames. I’m going to wear them with my hat. (I put the “shun” back in “fashion”!)
Personality: Likes arguing with people based on how they worded their sentences. Plays a lot of instruments (Electric Bass, Violin, Alto Saxophone, sort of Piano…) is good at math. Has a lot trouble focusing on things that don’t interest him very much. (For example, right now I have an 8 paragraph science fair analysis/conclusion that I haven’t started and is due tomorrow. Which reminds me, I procrastinate a lot.)
Name: Luna
Age: 19, almost 20
Description: Tallish, really long dirty-blonde hair (waist length), blue eyes
Personality, etc: Interested in vet med, college student, huge procrastinator, loves HP/Doctor Who/Torchwood, currently watching Buffy for her ‘blog sister. Good student, despite aforementioned chronic procrastination. Can be rather grumpy and antagonistic when tired. Not a morning person at all. Likes to read. Really shy at first when I meet new people, but once I finally come out of my shell, good luck getting me to shut up–I’ll babble nonstop about whatever happens to pop into my head at that second…..And the conversation will follow no real logical path at all.
Ooh, I’m really a morning person.
Name: Soccer starr, starr, or soccaaaaa
Age: 13
Description: Dark brown hair, 5’4″, likes sports, reading, writing, a bit of a nerd
Personality: Shy around people I don’t know, but extremely hyper and jumpy at school and around my friends. Talks and sings to myself. Drives myself insane.
Reposting from earlier in the thread, with a few modifications.
Name: Abby
Age: 15
Grade: 10
Description: About 5′4″, long light brown hair that’s down to about my armpits and is layered, eyes that are mostly blue greenish with some yellow/orange/brown in the center. They change color depending on what I’m wearing. I wear almost exclusively jeans of various shades of blue and various fits during the fall, winter, and spring. I’m on the chubbier side of average weight. Lately, I always seem to have my nails painted–it’s what I do when I’m procrastinating.
Personality: Bookish, reads a lot, dedicated and hard-working but procrastinates altogether too much, academic-focused–the kid who other kids always ask for help during class. I’m pretty musical and I play three instruments (oboe, alto sax, violin), all of which have names–Vann, Cairo Phoenix or CP, and Clara Amelia. I’m fairly shy and don’t talk much around people I don’t know, and I’m somewhat of an introvert anyway. Around my friends, though, I can be very talkative, random, and energetic. I blush entirely too easily and am a barely mediocre liar at best and a dreadful liar at worst.
I hope you won’t take offense at this, it’s only because of the way you phrased it, but when ever I read your description, I think you wrote that you have long armpit hair.
Name: Witchneko
Age: Eleven.
Description: Short (4’7), wavy shoulder-length brown hair, brown eyes, wears knee-length leggings and tshirts/capris and tshirts. Sometimes wears black jacket with cat ears on the top and a ‘Super Kitties Rock’ emblem on the front (google Super Kitties Rock, the emblem is the first result without the purple background). Wears rainbow or black hi-top Converse shoes with the laces tied around her ankle.
Personality: Odd, weird, crazy. Sings. Procrastinates like a procrastinator. Odd sense of humor. Actor. Loves listening to her iPod (tons of music I love, will tell sometime). Avatar -obsessed. Cat-obsessed. SudoRandom’s girlfriend and RQ and Deathbringer’s sister.
Name: Kai
Age: 16 going on 17.
Description: Medium height, short curly brown hair, hazel eyes, wears glasses. Likes to wear leggings and turtlenecks
Personality: Kind, somewhat self-doubting, speaks fast when excited.
Name: speller73
Age: 14
Physically: 4’11”, curly (mostly frizzy) brown hair, glasses, braces
Personality: Often shy, fangirlish, extremely geeky, cynical, usually nice
Name: Nighthawk
Age: Almost 14
Description: On the tall side (almost 5’6), straight shoulder-length brown hair, brown/grey eyes. Usually wears dark jeans and light-colored hoodies with whatever color of socks match her personality for the day (Even if they do not match).
Personality: Sort of shy around large groups of strangers. Enjoys reading, is good at art ( or thinks she is), enjoys talking in third person, she will usually stop to smell the roses.
Oops, I meant 5’5, not 5’6. Oh well, not like it makes much of a difference anyway.
Hey, Randomosity, are you still writing? Pleeeeeaaaase post something!!!!!!
I’m working on too many other projects to be able to develop this idea, which stinks, but…
What if, similar to various wise people throughout history being given Master Librarian cards and contact with/awareness of time travelers in the Magic Tree House series, Muserly individuals from past eras, either through the magic of the Muses themselves or the time machines of MA professors, were made honorary Musers and tasked with aiding any errant time-traveling MA students get home safely?
I’m thinking about doing a Voldemort/Myrtle fanfiction…
Yo! HTML Gnome! Want some choklit?
[Thanks!]
The time has come to start writing the whole MuseBlog parody thing, and watch it crumble and burn.
I have an idea for a fan-fiction about when the blog went down in april of last year/ a time loop with the bloggers now and the way they were then and I’d like to “steal” some MBers for it, preferably ones who were really there (there can be a few who weren’t and who simply compare it to their expectations of what MB was like back then). In a nutshell, we end up going back to when the blog went down, except this time it was caused by the HPBs. I also thought I’d focus on us meeting our past selves a bit too… I mean, when you came to MB, you didn’t think that you’d be posting here so long and so much? Your attitude towards your posts and towards many threads probably changed- probably even what you thought about MB. It’d also try angle a bit on MB through the looking class, what really changes and what doesn’t. I mean- one whole year! What would have asked our future self about MB? What wouldn’t you believe? Sorry, I ramble on again. I just figure anyone who wants to be in it might say something to that effect (let’s leave out IRL things like moving though; don’t want to make this stalker city).
Yes, I like time travel. I’m also happy to do this in RRR format too. Anybody like the idea?
I’d be happy to be in it, but I wasn’t actually around much at the time. I remember that I checked the blog in January or so, and everything was normal. Then, I checked back a few months later, and everything was new-looking and it appeared that it had been down…
Ooh, that sounds cool. I’ll gladly volunteer to be stolen. I was around back then too, if somewhat new, so…
Need to do some more on Caltomine’s Pride. I’m starting to forget where I was going with it…
Gah.
Dear Museblog,
Hogwarts/Pokemon crossover. You like?
Sincerely,
The Dimunitive Feline One
…I have no clue how that would work.
I think it’s like, harry potter and friends learn magic and catch Pokemon.
Well, the main thing I was thinking about was instead of owls they’d be Noctowls and Staraptors and such, and such. And it wouldn’t be Harry and co. (copyright issues…), it would be another character I made, Erika. That’s why I said “Hogwarts/Pokemon crossover” not “Harry Potter/Pokemon crossover”.
Any fanfiction has copyright issues, but they’re basically unenforcible. As long as you’re not making any money from it, you should be all right.
That sounds like it could be good. I wonder how the Hogwarts ghosts would deal with the ghost Pokemon?
Lol…just had a vision of Nearly Headless Nick surprised/possessed by a Gastly/Haunter/Gengar…will definitely have to put that in.
Getting back on topic, I need one or two friends, a love interest, a personal enemy, and a public enemy. Basically, I need a new generation Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Malfloy, and Voldemort. A tall order, I know, but I’m sure you can do it!
SFTDP I also need teachers. I was thinking of still have Professor McGonagall (misspelled, sorry!) as Headmistress, and maybe Prof. Grubblyplank as the Care of Magical Creatures teacher because Hagrid seems to…disappear in the seventh book (WHY, J.K. ROWLING, WHYYYYYYYY???????). The rest can be of you guy’s own imagination.
No he didn’t; remember, he was carrying Harry back into Hogwarts out of the Forbidden Forest? He’s still alive and kicking; even though he’s approximately 67, you can assume he’s Care of Magical Creatures professor.
Oh, yes, I’d forgotten that. I haven’t read Book 7 in awhile. Thank you!
Hello…? I need profiles to work on this! (SFTDP)
Will anyone help me make a Maximum Ride fanfic? *holds up kitty* Mroww?^=.=^
maybe RRR style?
Firstly, I’m pretty sure that this thread is for fanfiction involving the Muses/ MuseBloggers. I’m not certain if it is, though.
Secondly, I personally think that as Maximum Ride essentially tells every bit of the story, I think that a fanfiction is essentially impossible to fit in into the series’ Canon. (Unless, of course, you made it Alternate Universe.)
But if I turn out to be wrong on both acounts, then I’ll certainly help write.
Okay. My Idea is that Max and Fang get kidnapped. And maybe Fang could keep a diary? ( and Max reads it, ha ha.)
Buy the way I just said that you are indeed wrong on all accounts.
SFTDP
But maybe muse Bloggers could meet the flock, and then itex turns some into birdkids, and, and… *scribbles in writers notepad.*
I’d read that.
Wal, it’s usually for Muse fanfiction, but I kind of bent the rules with my DW/DW crossover… so other stuff is allowed, as far as I know.
Enc is called Wal now?
No, I knew what you meant.
Well, actually he was talking to you… Wal.
You know, I’d totally continue mine, but a lot of people in it have vanished and I was 11 when I started it.
So… I’d like to write a new one! (I’ll be much better this time, I promise.)
Hmm, what shall it be about? I’m thinking a science-fiction thing, though I doubt I’d be able to pull that off Maybe it should be a crossover, since that seems to be popular.
I am officially taking suggestions for plotlines and character profiles!
How about a Pokemon/Percy Jackson one?
(With new characters, of course, I have a hard time writing about characters I haven’t developed and I suppose you’re the same)
This is from a friend of mine: “The world is in danger. Arceus is angry, the mortals will face his wrath. A group of brave mortals are entrusted with a quest, they must retrieve a whisker from the three headed houndoom named Cerberus, they must slay the multi-headed Gyrados named Hydra, they must defeat Medusa and her three strong pokemon, they must retrieve the Heart Scale from the queen of Dark type pokemon in an underground dimension, they must receive a Mystic Water from the King of the Sea, a Kyogre named Poseidon, retrieve the golden fleece of the shiny Flaaffy, etc. Will they make it? Or will Arceus destroy the world out of wrath?”
He’s pretty good at creating plots like this.
It’s missing the demigod aspect. Is the main character the son of the god of fire type Pokemon? Perhaps he is in love with the daughter of the goddess of water type Pokemon? And a major theme in the Percy Jackson series is the fact that no one is aware of the gods’ presence in the “real world”.
plus. . .who is Arceus?
Pff. Noob. Arceus is the “god” of pokemon. Although that could work. My friend wasn’t really looking for the aspect of demigods.
GRRRR! Arceus is not the god of Pokemon! Need I remind you that he was created by Mew, and then created the universe! If there is a Pokemon god, it’s Mew! (Yes, they did build a shrine to him, but they did that for every Legendary Pokemon featured in it’s own movie with one or two exceptions.)
OK, I’ve worked off a little of my anger, and I like the plot you outlined. I just have one suggestion. Instead of making Kyogre King of the Sea, why not use the officially named (in a movie) Prince of the Sea, Manaphy?
Where does Ho-oh fit in?
*reawakens dead conversation*
If Bulbapedia is to be believed (and I feel it is), Arceus was the first Pokemon to exist; en hatched from an egg that instantaneously came into existence before the universe was created. Arceus hatched from this egg. Then en created the universe, the lake guardians, and the dragon trio. Around the time the lake guardians went off to their respective lakes, Mew brought itself into being.
The more layers and generations one piles onto it, the less pokemon history makes sense…
I’m not a noob. I am just familiar with Pokemon that are actually cool that came about when Pokemon was ACTUALLY COOL.
Who wants me to post my profiles for my NaNoWriMo story? *is totally, utterly bored*
Sure, totally! Go right ahead.
Yay! Okay, here they are. They’re long (which I’m proud of.):
Name: Lily Perinocles
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Family: Two rich parents, one snobbish older brother (must kill him off somehow), one younger brother.
Description: Lily is about average height for her age at 5’1â€. She makes herself seem smaller, though, by scrunching herself up and speaking very softly. She has beautiful black hair about to her shoulders that she keeps in front of her face at all times. The last time she let someone see her dark blue eyes, he broke her heart…
Lily’s constant outfit is a cream dress that has a purple bow around the waist. She has arm-length, white gloves that she wears for fancy occasions. Her shoes are white flats, and she does not like to wear tights. When she must, though, she has a nice pair of black knee-high socks she wears.
Personality: Lily is a quiet spoken girl. She hardly says anything, and seems to exist purely to make her parents look good. She shuns friends, so at school she’s considered and outcast. She doesn’t care, though. The less attention she gets the better.
However, when she does contests, Lily has a sort of quiet dignity. Her pokemon are so in tune with her and her actions, she hardly has to move. If she doesn’t give any instructions, her pokemon just pick a strategy and go with it. She trains them whenever she can get a chance
History: Lily is the middle child and only daughter of Frieda and Robert Perinocles, two pokemon Masters. Frieda is Ghost-type coordinator and Robert is a Fighting-type trainer. Both of them shun Normal type pokemon, and have given Lily many chances to do the same. She’s never really accepted the serenity of Ghost-types or the power of Fighting-types.
When a small runty Zigzagoon crawled into her room at night, she did the natural thing: hid it in her closet, nursed it back to health, and named it Jessie. She announced her new pokemon at dinner one night, causing Robert to smash a priceless champagne glass. She was cast out of her home to sleep in the Pokemon Center. Lily sometimes returns for meals when she cannot get enough money from battling.
One morning, Lily awoke to find Jessie had evolved into Lioone. That was when she realized she was going to be a Normal-type trainer. She soon caught a Smeargle, whom she named Edgar, and a Tauros, whom she named Zen.
She was lying awake at night when she heard a strange voice tell her to get out of the pokemon center and run. She obeyed, and later learned that the Galactic commanders who were apparently looking for her had raided the pokemon center. She is living on the run now.
Pokemon:
Lioone-Jessie
~Female
~Brave nature
~Pickup
Jessie crawled in Lily’s room one night as a scrawny and hungry Zigzagoon. Fearing her parents, Lily his Jessie and nursed her back to health. Trainer and pokemon have an inseparable bond, as Jessie thinks of Lily as her mom. Jessie is still a bit frightened of other pokemon, but gets along well
Smeargle-Edgar
~Male
~Quirky nature
~Technician
Edgar is an eccentric Smeargle. He prefers to write poetry instead of draw. As a result, his paintbrush has turned from green to black, and he has learned to write-but not speak-English. Lily was attracted to him because he asked what her name was. When she told him, he wrote a poem about lilies, then asked to join her team.
Tauros-Zen
~Male
~Relaxed nature
~Intimidate
Zen is a very laid-back Tauros. He was kicked out of his herd for being so docile, and followed Lily for a little bit, attracted by her gentle beauty. Finally, she took pity on him and made him a part of her team. He is willing to work, but has a bit of trouble battling. Lily is considering entering contests with him.
Other:
Name: Nathanial Perinocles
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Family: Two rich parents, two snotty younger siblings
Description: Nathanial is obnoxiously tall for his age at 6’4â€. He looks down upon everyone with an upturned nose and an almost permanent sneer. His eyes are blue like Lily’s, only they’re lighter and colder and behind thing black glasses. He has oily brown hair that falls just below his ears.
Nathanial always wears a beautifully crafted black suit that fits him perfectly. It consists of a black waistcoat, a black jacket with gold cuffs, and black trousers. His shoes are also black, and are always shining.
Personality: Nathanial is the very definition of a snob. He believes himself to be higher than anyone, and being the eldest, he rubs it into Lily and James’ faces whenever possible. His pokemon are also snobs, and always step down on other pokemon.
Underneath that upstart attitude, however, lies a smart boy who always does what he’s told. Nathanial pays lots and lots of attention to his pokemon, and they love him very much. He doesn’t battle with them, but is a semi-professional Pokemon photographer.
History: Nathanial is the eldest of Frieda and Robert Perinocles. He owns both ghost- and fighting-type pokemon, to balance his parent’s tempers. He also has a Bellossom who is his favorite.
He got his first pokemon, a Gastly and Tyroge, as presents for his 7th birthday. They have since evolved, and are very good at holding poses for Nathanial to photograph. His Bellossom he found as an Oddish when it was digging up the garden. Instead of punishing it, he kept it and had it evolve into Bellossom.
When Lily announced she had a Zigzagoon, he went into shock for a few days. Then he realized that he was also kind of breaking his parent’s “rules†by having a Bellossom. After some debate, he decided to run off and find Lily. He left a note that he was going to try and beat the Gym leaders, and wouldn’t be home for a while.
Pokemon:
Gengar-Nightmare
~Female
~Quiet nature
~Levitate
Nightmare was given to him as a Gastly for his birthday. She is very subtle in the way she attacks. Her favorite thing to do is melt into the shadows and surprise the pokemon into running. She also likes to use this to surprise Nathanial into laughing, because she believes he’s too stiff.
Hitmontop-Jet
~Male
~Hasty nature
~Technician
Jet is another pokemon received as a gift from Nathanial’s parents. He is unruly one, who always fidgets when Nathanial’s trying to take a picture. However, when he can hold still, Jet is a good model. He is also a rather good battler, but tends to just rush in without thinking. This can get him into trouble. One of Jet’s favorite things to do is to bounce a ball on his spinning feet and tail for as long as possible.
Bellossom-Fleur
~Female
~Docile
~ Chlorophyll
As an Oddish, Fleur was digging up the Perinocles’ garden when Nathanial came across her. Instead of just chasing her off the garden, he saw potential in her style of movement. He kept her and had her evolve into Bellossom. She is Nathanial’s best model, holding poses for a long time. She is also his most treasured pokemon, as she is somewhat rare.
Other:
Name: James Perinocles
Age: 6
Gender: Male
Family: One nice older sister, one mean older-er brother
Description: James is like Nathanial, only smaller and cuter. He still has a little bit of baby fat, and a cute button nose. Like the rest of his siblings, he has blue eyes. His are the same shade as the sky. He has blond hair that is down to his ears, and frames his cute face. What’s most interesting is he’s a dwarf. He will never get taller than about three and a half feet.
Whenever her can, he wears a plain colored shirt with pants or jeans. He always wears his blue and black sneakers, though, whether he is fancy or plain. He also likes to wear mismatched socks, and doesn’t care how many times Nathanial reprimands him for it.
Personality: James is very open and trusting. He hasn’t really been outside the Perinocles’ mansion grounds, but has explored all over inside. As a result, he knows very little about the outside world.
History: James received his very first pokemon, a male Pichu named Sparky at the tender age of five. He always carries Sparky with him everywhere, even if he gets shocked. Sparky was bred especially for James, and had only hatched a few days before his birthday. They are both pretty new to the outside world.
Recently, James has been going outside more and more. He has found a place deep inside the forest where one tree splits into two close to the ground. It’s his current favorite place to escape from life, and he goes there often.
One day he accidentally did a wrong turn and got lost. He was soon jumped on by a Lioone, who barked and licked him all over. Lily was behind the Lioone, and said Jessie had sensed he was lost. James whined that he wanted to come with Lily, and that his parents were “meanies.†Lily told him to tell one of the maids, then go back to his tree.
Pokemon:
Pichu-Sparky
~Male
~Gentle nature
~Static
Sparky is James’ first and only pokemon. He is relatively young, being only a year old, and has not yet mastered his electricity. He often accidentally shocks James, but he doesn’t mind. The two are like peas in a pod: too small to be taken seriously, but loud all the same. Sparky doesn’t seem to want to evolve that much, although he does wish he could stop shocking James (and himself).
Other:
Name: Roxxy *eRrOr LaSt NaMe NoT fOuNd*
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Family: None that she can remember
Description: Roxxy seems a bit like Lily in appearance. They both have black hair, but Roxxy’s is kept more ragged, and a bit shorter. It’s also behind her ears or loose, and never in front of her face. Roxxy wants the whole world to know how kick-ass she is by wearing bright red lip-gloss, mascara, and always having a mischievous glint in her grey eyes.
Her favorite and therefore constant outfit is a black t-shirt with either a funny or twisted saying on it, depending on her mood, really torn jeans that are so washed out they look grey, and bright red high tops. Roxxy also have thick black spiky bracelets around her right wrist. She doesn’t do “fancyâ€.
Personality: Roxxy is very “I don’t give a f*** what you care†attitude. That being said, she does as much as possible to set herself apart from the crowd. Everyone is wearing black now? Fine, she’ll make do with hot pink. Everyone likes pop? She’ll tap into the school’s PA system and blast Metallica or AC/DC over at full volume. And not get caught. She’s a ninja.
Really though, she craves real friends. No one likes her because she stands out, and what she really wants is someone like her, who understands her. It seems she has a tragic past, but keeps that locked in her heart. Sometimes she’ll get this sad look and kind of spiral downwards for a few days, then gets right back up. Most of the time, she a fun-loving, bouncy girl.
History: If she has any history, she either doesn’t remember or doesn’t want to remember. Her memory begins in a foster home when she was 7. She remembers faintly breaking a few things before being sent to boarding school, where she now resides.
Every student gets a starter pokemon. They’re usually something fluffy: Igglybuff, Whismur, Skitty, and all sorts of pink fluff balls like that. She nearly gagged when the only one leftover was a male Ralts, but took him anyways and named him Guardian.
When he evolved into Kirlia, and then Gallade, Roxxy began to trust him a little more and do more battles. After all who wouldn’t want a sexy-looking pokemon to protect you?
Roxxy eventually caught a few other pokemon, including an ornery shiny Zangoose, whom she named Kirza. They share pretty much the same personalities, so they fight a lot. But they actually like each other a lot.
Pokemon:
Gallade-Guardian
~Male
~Serious nature
~Steadfast
Guardian is Roxxy’s personal favorite and school starter. At first, she didn’t like him that much because he looked like a sissy. When he evolved into a Kirlia, Roxxy heard a Dawn Stone would make him evolve into something really awesome. She traded a month’s worth of English homework for one, and found it was worth it. Now she has an awesome, kick-ass, sexy bodyguard for a pokemon. <3
Cloyster-Zerker
~Male
~Curious nature
~Skill Link
Cloyster was almost dinner as a Shellder. Mistaken for an oyster, he was buttered and served to Roxxy. Taking pity on the poor little clam, Roxxy caught him and taught him to surf. She obtained a Water Stone by…less than legal methods to evolve him. He’s not that great at attacks, but can to a nasty Ice Spike when needed.
Miltank-Bossie
~Female
~Sassy nature
~Scrappy
If anything can break stereotypes, Bossie is the one. In fact, she’ll break just about anything-fences, barn walls, brick. You name it, Bossie will turn it into rubble and rebar faster than you can say “No, not there!†It was this very spunk that was going to get her the boot from the school’s farm and that attracted Roxxy to her. Roxxy is the only one who can even touch Bossie without getting kicked, run over, or gored.
Shiny Zangoose-Kirza
~Female
~Naughty nature
~Immunity
Kirza was scavenging the schools garbage when she got shot by one of the school’s less than adequate hunters. She limped around for a few days before being spotted by Roxxy. Roxxy had to give her a tranquilizer before even approaching. The bullet was removed, but she’s never walked the same. Her pride had also been damaged, and Kirza is less willing to fight.
Other:
Name: XD001 (ExDee)
Species: Shadow Lugia
Partner: Lily
Other: Make sure to make him come in later! Or maybe earlier…hmm…
Name: Bolty
Species: Raikou
Partner: James
Other:
Name: Corona
Species: Heatran
Partner: Nathanial
Other:
Name: Miku
Species: Mew
Partner: Roxxy
Other:
After seeing the Race to the South Pole exhibit at the museum of natural history yesterday, I have the idea to write an account of a Steampunk Muse Academy expedition to the Antarctic in 1911.
The expedition members would be based on MBers, filling necessary roles. (The experienced, detail-oriented commander, the veteran adventurers, the salty sailors, the scientists, the official artists and photographers, the mechanics for the brass-plated snow tractors, and the rich groupies tagging along in the name of Adventure a la Apsley Cherry-Garrard.)
Some thoughts:
Do they go by dirigible or conventional ship? I’d hate to waste the sailing experience so many MBers have by not letting their characters be sailors skillfully weaving through the ice pack and steering through storms, and it would be truer to history. But a dirigible would be more fun and more recognizably Steampunk, as well as having a basis in fact in that Roald Amundsen later flew one to the North Pole. I’m also not sure that one could hold all of the necessary supplies.
Well, you could do both, a sea based expedition and a dirigible based one. They’d be able to communicate (probably telegraph) and would help one another out, the dirigible with directions for the ship, and the ship with more supplies for the dirigible crew, and also some companionship
Could I be one of the scientists? (If I was the artist, I’d probably end up drawing an abstract picture of the ice, instead of anything useful. And Jadestone is an amazing photographer.)
Sure, just think of a suitable name for your character and write a little profile of what you want his skills and personality to be. (And since this expedition is sponsored by an international school in Iceland, no, you do NOT have to be British.)
So…
The stuff posted on the Fanfic thread is part of it.
The thing’s like a handbook to the world.
(If I ever get around to writing it, of course.)
If I can, I’ll send in some sketches of the characters. Maybe post them elsewhere.
I just made a Beatlesrockr, a LtL, and POSOC. POSOC is defintitely liable to change. Beat turned out well, and LtL has cool spectacle-thingies and awesome hair.
There’s also an unassigned sorceress draft that is being processed.
I’m thinking about renaming Rogues ‘Wantons’. Yay/nay?
Overall, progress is happening, characters are getting depth and better costumes and stuff. La de freaking da.
…hi!
Okay, I’m typing something! I have something written!
Rogues=Wantons; Warrior=Tomosami (-samu if plurual). The Tomosamu island is called Tomoshibuya, and I’m lazy and unoriginal so I used samurai. Ahahaha.
KaiYves (travelig astronomer Sorceress), Piggy (traveling apothecary/teashop/Sorcerer), THF (Artisan with a very detailed background), and BookGirl (Wanton) have character designs and a description. They are done on my math flashcards. Coming up: Groundhog, Alice, Purple Panda, and… some tweaking on Sudo. There are a lot of characters who don’t have really anything but a name and racce yet, so bear with me.
All, don’t be annoyed if you’re personality doesn’t match up to your person. These are things I doodle.
Yay, awesome epicness!!!
I like!
Um, um, I’m glad you like! *in a tizzy*
I’ll put things up as soon as I can.
KaiYves, basically she’s kind of spacy. She’s actually pretty awesome.
BookGirl, you’ve got some issues about Sorcerers. Pretty bitter. Really nice to Fireh, but absolutely hates Rainbow. And me too, but less.
Mmkay. I dunno if this would count as a fanfic, but my NaNo is on Berk about 40 years after
what’s-his-name(shame on you, Enc) Hiccup and Toothless take the world by storm. Premise is about the same…Main char is a girl called Cairine, and her friends.Possible plot twist-(with some creative license involved) Cairine befriends a shy and lonely viking named Fagan. He turns out to love dragons as well, and actually knows where Hiccup is hiding.
It could go anywhere from there, depending on what I feel like that day.
Okay, getting down to brass tacks on the Apollopunk vs. Applepunk story:
1) Is it too cliched to have the main character be an orphan who runs away?
2) Would an Applepunk city have light pollution?
Um. We don’t know what either of those are.
But in response to #1; yes. Yes it is. But that doesn’t mean you’re not allowed to make it good.
Achtung!
[Sorry Zinc, that kind of off blog connection is against the Rules. You can email us the content if you like — thegapas at gmail.com — and we’ll post it on MB. –Admin.]
I also still need a name for the world/continent/dimension, so suggestions would be great because I absolutely abhor the name “Otherwhere.”
(;^;) I’m sorry. That was dumb. I’m stupid.
Cast list, as of know, like I just said over on the fanfic thread(by the way, can you guys move anything to do with my stuff over here? I check both):
Sorcerers: Zinc Rovaviemi (me), Renier Alesund (Rainbow), Adeia Alesund (Adeia), Kai Yves (KaiYves), Pyyj Y (Piggy), [OPEN SPACE, I NEED A BOY HERE TO MAKE A LOVE PENTAGON]
Warriors: Avalon Neko (WitchNeko), Serafina Aderai (also WitchNeko), Xerix Tomera (ZVX), Beat Rokir (Beatlesrockr), Terr Aeiou (TMFA)
Healers: Armadda Brnc (Armada), Sudo Brnc (SudoRandom), Agi Gshrr (Agrrfishi), Luna Thlv (Luna the Lovely), Midni Fldlr (Midnight Fiddler)
Industrialists: Pan Fan (Purple Panda), Parilus Canix (POSOC), Alis James (Alice)
Artisans: Enc Ladus (Enceladus), Reth Hawkk (RtH), Graun Huah (Groundhog), Kit Hauh (Kittymine), Mag Nollia (Princess Magnolia), Tai Fan (Taiwan Hippo Fan), Ver Ling (Silver Lining)
Nomads: Rohsihnquahr [? Might take her out and put her elsewhere]
Gypsies [need a new name]: Sihlahbuhb (Sequoia), Swahn (MissSwann), Beahvo (Beavo), Ihbseeaehf (IBCF)
Wantons: Fireh Hemlocke (Fire and Hemlocke), Kendall Byuk (BookGirl), Ebeth Alan (Ebeth), [open space for more, including the girl from Pyyj’s story]
As you can see, this paleo pulled out some really old people, such as Pan and Beat (those were actual nicknames for them), Adeia, and Syllabub. Serafina was a character of Avalon’s on the original BA who I just really wanted to use. I try to keep up with names, but these are the ones I remember, so yeah. ^^” Are half the people listed still even active?? Hahaha…. (oh dear I am 3/4 years old, so old I can’t remember which) Now I wonder how many people recognize all the names.
Also, Ver Ling is in her own comic, along with Sudo, Avalon, Beat (who I love dearly just for the fireworks), Xerix, Armadda, and Zinc! To represent the love square/pentagon. I’ll design the character (likes Avalon, acts naturally jealous and previously dated Renier/Zinc) to complete the comic, but he’ll have no name… I need a boy or a girl willing to become a boy to fill in this part!
Right now the focus is on creating more characters, but I’m slipping into more art… fics will be less numerous… scanning something… two doodles… the comic is all at once…. see yall.
Characters with a finalized design:
Zinc, Renier, Avalon, Xerix, Serafina, Armadda, Sudo, Agi, Ver, Tai, Graun, Kit, Alis, Pan, Faye, [Bookworm has no name. I need one for him.], Ebeth, Kendall, Fireh, Beat, Mag, and Reth.
Characters with a design that is WIP:
Enc, Pyyj, Kai, Adeia, Nilly, and Midni.
Characters who have a personality but no design:
Luna, Parilus, Terr, Swahn, Sihlahbuhb, [IBCF needs a name.], and Beahvo.
If… if anyone wants to give me any idea, I can write something… if you want….
I have one… well, sort of a background question. In the story where Pyyj was hanged, you mentioned that a rogue alliance (of Ebeth, Kendall and Fireh) had tried to defend him (even though their alliances were unstable) and that they tried rather hard. Kendall obviously protected him, although she has issues with sorcerers and I doubt she’d make an exception for someone obviously so dangerous. In fact, most of the rogues seem to be for Pyyj, probably because he deals in information. Or against the Industrialists, even though they’re basically free agents. *insinuates conspiracy* Even if there’s no conspiracy, the formation of the alliance and their decision to work for Piggy (or the other way around) would be worth writing about, right?
Sorry I’m so late!!
I think… Ebeth is pretty high up is rankings, and if there was a government for the Wantons she’d be up there. Kendall was her subordinate (or henchman, hee hee) and got a pretty strong alliance with Fireh, leading to their alliance. Fireh and Kendall really do whatever Ebeth says because most of the time it’s reasonable and they respect her. Kendall doesn’t really see Pyyj as a Sorcerer because he uses very little magic; in fact, when I’m writing characters I feel the urge to group him with the Wantons or Industrialists. But he hasn’t really given up the Sorcerity (Kendall has, see the scar on her collarbone) so he’s still technically a Sorcerer. He just barely acts like it.
Ebeth and Pyyj are allies, yeah, but Pyyj is a good one to have and Ebeth saw it smart to try and defend his capture as best she could because she saw a high probability of Pyyj breaking out of confinement. In the… underbelly, middlebelly, topbelly, generally the belly, Pyyj is very, very good to have as an associate.
Pyyj deals with anyone. He’s generally on his own side. (Four/five sides: triangle, not triangle, the Academia, Wantons, and Pyyj.) He has more than information, although that’s what a lot seek him out for. He’s like…. a high school gossip queen who spends all her time in the library and sells drugs. See?
Conspiracy? Ehhhh…. mayyyybeee. (It would have mostly to do with the GAPAs, of course.) (Yes, they do exist here in this world.)
Also, I might change a few girls into boys. Because it’s horrifically unbalanced. I’m thinking Midni and Luna right now…?
[I still need a name. I want to put something on top of my Journal, yo. Other than “QUICKLY!” Because that’s what’s up there currently. Yup.]
POSOC, can I have some backstory for OMEGA so I can write a profile for you?
The year is 2022. Most of the Muses have been drafted into the service of the Confederation, a despotic world government. Mimi, Koko and Bo have disappeared. Intelligent Air technology has allowed the Confederation to develop a kind of utility fog called the Whispernet, which allows universal connection to the next-generation Web, but also provides universal surveillance. India and Japan are bombed-out wastelands, while Russia and Europe are crawling with various vicious plants and animals designed by Pwt and Feather as bioweapons. North and South America and much of Africa are Confederation controlled. Australia has managed to maintain its independence through skillful diplomacy, playing the Pacific insurgency and the Confederation forces off one another when necessary. (This is secretly due to Mimi’s influence; she and Koko have taken refuge with a band of Aborigines.)
Okay:
Name: Dr. Kailauni “Kai” Yves-Cousteau
Age: 29
Looks: Close-cropped wavy brown hair, hazel eyes, does not tan. Wears thick brown glasses. Has the Project Mercury symbol tattooed on her right wrist.
Dress: Leggings and turtlenecks in cold weather or t-shirts in warm, or the uniform of whatever group she’s with. Always needs to have on a watch and practical footwear. Favors vests and fingerless gloves.
History: Before the current dark times, was a promising underwater archeologist and explorer. She spent some time as a crewmember at the underwater scientific station Sea Base Alpha (EPCOT reference) and became a Lieutenant in the NOAA Corps. (http:// en. wikipedia.org /wiki/National_Oceanic_and_Atmospheric_Administration_Commissioned_ Corps ) When the war began, she was doing research in Antarctica, and the fighting meant that she had to stay longer than expected. By the time she was evacuated on the last cargo plane out of McMurdo, things had already gone badly for those fighting against the Confederation. She joined up with the resisters, and her knowledge of diving and submarines has proved useful.
Personality: For the most part, Kai is kind and intensely focused, but otherwise sane. However, she sometimes claims to hear the voice of an entity called “Roger” in her mind, giving advice and otherwise aiding her. (Think Sym and Titus in the novel The White Darkness) Whether this is a mental disorder brought on by the stress of fighting the Confederation or actual spiritual possession is unknown.
If someone could help me with a name for the universe/continent/world/whatever and/or a name for the series in general that’d be great.
Writing a story on Industrialists… but Parilus still has no design. It’s five pages long currently on notebook paper.
POSOC! Cat’s Eye! And any other Homestuck readers I’ve forgotten! Please report here!
Okay, so I had an idea- a Homestuck RRR/RPG. Each of us controls one character in the loop, deciding their Strife Specibus, Sylladex, Sprite, ECT. Essentially, we play Sburb the way it was supposed to be played, and without any Troll culture exposition.
Anybody interested? (Alchemizing would be SO MUCH FUN)
That sounds amazing! I would be very interested in participating.
ATTENTION RAINBOW*STORM: HERE IS THE INFORMATION YOU REQUESTED ABOUT MY NASA/MARVEL FAN-FIC A WHILE BACK!
I apologize for not getting around to writing this long summary sooner, I was very busy with my internship and my classes.
It’s a typical day in the Marvel Universe—Magneto’s threatening humankind, Dr. Octopus is holding the mayor of New York hostage, and HYDRA’s conspiring to unleash utter chaos… but never mind all of that, you’ve got a rocket engine to test, three technical bugs to work out, and some visiting brass to impress!
Welcome to the world of Teresa von Braun—welcome to the world of Into the Cosmos!
As Teresa’s surname and mechanical aptitude make clear, she’s got “rocket fuel in her genes†as the granddaughter of the famous and infamous German-born rocketeer Wernher von Braun. Although born as her grandfather’s Apollo program was winding down, aerospace always held an attraction for Teresa, and when the first space shuttle launched a few weeks after her tenth birthday, her destiny as an engineer was fixed—or at least that was how it seemed.
But it was another aspect of Teresa’s genes that almost stopped her from pursing that path—as a teenager, she raced in to save a child from a falling museum display and unexpectedly discovered her mutant power of superhuman speed. Although her parents were accepting of her powers—it was her interest in Punk rock and her habit of dying her hair green that disturbed them– they sent Teresa to Xavier’s Institute to receive proper training.
As a member of the “Junior X-Men†team known as the New Mutants, Teresa spent the mid 1980s developing her talents in both engineering and high-speed heroics, learning to combine them to make lightning-fast repairs to damaged vehicles and structures. But she maintained her interest in aerospace, as evidenced by her choice of codename: X-1, after the airplane that had carried Chuck Yeager through the sound barrier. She planned to graduate to the full-fledged team until the Space Shuttle Challenger accident convinced her of the limitations of full-time superheroes and the need for engineers to prevent accidents in the first place by designing safer vehicles.
Inspired by the round-the-world flight of the Voyager aircraft, Teresa joined the experimental airplane design company Scaled Composites after her graduation from Xavier’s, and spent over a decade in Mojave, working on their various projects as she pursued her doctorate. The culmination of these efforts was SpaceShipOne—the first privately-designed-and-operated vehicle to carry humans into space. But a few months before that success, a shuttle accident would once again change the course of Teresa’s life.
Following the loss of the Space Shuttle Columbia and the subsequent announcement that new deep-space vehicles would be developed to replace the space shuttle, Teresa traded dry heat for humidity and applied for a job at Alabama’s Marshall Space Flight Center. She quickly formed friendships with her coworkers, and two fellow engineers in particular—the kindhearted Francine Dalmo and the ever-grumpy Joel Jacobson– would become her allies as she faced her wildest adventures since leaving Xavier’s.
Those adventures can best be summarized year-by-year. (I haven’t been writing the series this long, this is just when the stories are set.)
2005-06: “A Mutant at Marshallâ€â€”Teresa adapts to life in Huntsville, and weathers a hurricane, anti-mutant prejudice, and the redefinition of the term “planetâ€.
2007: “Missing!â€â€”Teresa is contacted by her old friends at Scaled and asked to help find their missing ally, adventurer Steve Fossett. When even her powers prove little help in the search, she tries to get assistance from other heroes but is rudely rebuffed.
2008: “Happy Anniversaryâ€â€”The villainous Darkwind steals a powered armor suit with wind-generation abilities from SHEILD and attempts to ruin NASA’s 50th anniversary celebrations. Appointed an “Official Superhuman Troubleshooter†to deal with the threat, Teresa manages to defeat Darkwind and save the life of the Administrator, but receives unexpected fame as a result of coming out of “retirementâ€.
2009: “Looking Forward, Looking Backâ€â€”As a presidentially-appointed committee studies the future direction of the space program, Teresa and her friends investigate a 50-year-old mystery. Who was Perigee, a mysterious gravity-controlling heroine active in the days of the Mercury Program? The answer leads Teresa to a new respect for the Mercury 13, a group of female astronaut trainees denied the chance to fly.
2010: “ReInventionsâ€â€”The cancellation of the Constellation Program shocks Teresa and her co-workers, but a phone call from a secretive informant warning of a plan to destroy a space shuttle in-flight is a cause for even greater worry. Investigation leads to danger for Teresa and Francine, but after a narrow escape from agents of the insidious Norman Osborn, the engineers manage to rescue their informant and save the shuttle and crew.
2011: “With Past as Prologueâ€â€”Teresa didn’t want very much—just the chance to see the final space shuttle mission launch successfully while serving as tour guide to Tony Stark and his family. (Another writer in our community has an OC, Karrie Gabriel-Stark, who is married to Tony, and they have an adopted Asgardian daughter.) But this being comics, it didn’t quite work out that way. A group of cybernetically-enhanced villains had the bright idea of trying to kidnap the crew on a day three superheroes were in the area, with predictable results: a beat-down, a successful launch, and a truly unforgettable summer vacation team-up.
Note: if she were in Huntsville, she’d be more likely to face tornadoes, which are pretty commonplace there. My Huntsville acquaintances were actually terrified when they encountered their first and only hurricane while temporarily living in South Carolina.
Oh, I know that. The hurricane in the story happened while she was in Florida.
Thank you for writing this whole thing out! *huggles* I like how you integrated real NASA events that not everyone would know about. Space + superheroes = awesome. Actually, space + anything = awesome.
You’re welcome! As fan-fic of both “stories”, Into the Cosmos draws from events occurring in both the comics and in NASA’s real operations, especially when they compliment each other.
Is a volcanologist with the given name “Dante” too cliche, or is it just cheesy enough for a comic-booky story? (Especially if he goes by “Dan”?)
I think you could get away with it. Why not? Dante Alighieri’s inferno was cold.
Then I suppose the robot was poorly named!
Well, the Dante robots did explore volcanoes in cold places (Antarctica and Alaska), and they were designed to maneuver on steep slopes — something that Dante, Virgil and other characters had to do throughout the Purgatorio. But basically, yes, it was a misnomer.
Yes, Dante “Dan” Lincoln sounds pretty good… now if only thinking up an original volcano-related codename was as easy…