Going To Hell...Who's Coming With Me?

I rang in the new year by playing WoW with my sister* and writing ridiculously self-indulgent, schmooptastic shipperfic that no one but me will ever see. I don't even feel guilty about writing ridiculously self-indulgent schmooptastic shipperfic that no one but me will ever see, and in fact, I keep reading back over it and purring at it.

Speaking of things that make me purr, on the RP front the Shadowrunner/Barricade showdown is rapidly devolving into violence porn**. ♥ XD I kind of approve of this start to the year. And by "kind of" I mean "so damn much". ♥

I think I need to consider swapping out some of my icons, if only because I don't have one I really want to use as my default right now. Hmmmm.

So far, the closest thing to a resolution I have is "write the damn character profiles for Rattrap and Airazor so you can bring them into the game, dumbass." (Yes, their apps have been approved, I'm just not happy enough to post them for everyone to look at. Because I have standards. Or something.) My other resolution may be "do not give into the temptation to app Sharpshot." Because really, the last thing this game needs is a pink Ranger. >_>

Speaking of the RP, we could still use players. *stares meaningfully at you all* Grown-ass players. As opposed to irritating fanbrats.

FAILED at the Hundred Hat Project Two: Acrylic Boogaloo, with a final total of only 75 hats. Stay tuned for me to launch into the Hundred Hat Project Three: Revenge of the Stitch as soon as I get my knitting mojo back.

MAI DRUNKPOSTING. LET ME SHOW YOU IT.


*We started out with SRS QUESTING and ended up hunting birds for their eggs so we could make eggnog.

**This thread may yet need a warning; Cade's player and I be enjoying ourselves a bit too much.

Or, well, rather, a hat meter. Because what 2010 was missing - and 2011 should not lack - is a Hundred Hat project. So, let 2011 feature The Hundred Hat Project 2 - Acrylic Boogaloo.

Also, I take back my last post re: Castle. There is one story I want. I want one where Castle gets shot - not badly, just enough to get him started in on how if he'd known how much it hurt he'd have written the Derrick Storm novels differently, and Beckett to wonder if he's babbling because he's going into shock or babbling because he's Castle - and Beckett is Totally Not Worried (Not Worried enough that at one point she calls him Rick while they're waiting for the ambulance; Not Worried enough that she's still hanging around the hospital when Alexis and Martha get there, that flavor of Not Worried). And afterwards Castle is a bit gunshy and takes things more seriously, and Beckett realizes that non-irritating Castle is kind of...irritating. And meanwhile they solve a case and *handwave handwave* things get back to the status quo. Please feel free to point me at this story or, you know, write it. Because the world needs more mildly angsty Castle casefic.

Not that there's much to report. I don't believe I wrote anything in September (did I?), but the Hundred Hat Project is now up to...::drumroll::

87 / 100 (87%)

When it hits the halfway mark.

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