Copy that. Fare thee well, Baruta. And Popcorn, my sympathies.
Anyway: expect post sometime this weekend. Nine-finger typing is a son of a bitch, but it's no excuse.
Charlie Stross's cheerful, optimistic predictions for 2017, part one of three."You know why they call him Frankie Four Fingers?"
I seem to be the most articulate student in my ACAD class regarding critiques.
...I'm not sure if that speaks well of me, or ill of the group, what with me being at least 2 years younger than every other student there and all.
Give a man a fish, feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish, you can't sell him fish anymore. http://thoughtfulspurts.wordpress.com/Not sure what that says about you, but it sounds like fun.
No matter how subtle the wizard, a knife between the shoulder blades will seriously cramp his style.edited 29th Sep '12 8:18:03 PM by Faramir
Give a man a fish, feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish, you can't sell him fish anymore. http://thoughtfulspurts.wordpress.com/Need a post from Windee; otherwise, sorry. I'm busy cruising the Caribbean, killing Frenchmen.
Charlie Stross's cheerful, optimistic predictions for 2017, part one of three.Windee's life decided to intervene, so yeah. Not sure when she'll be back, I haven't been able to get in contact with her either.
"Your mission is not to nuke the squid god." —FaramirI remember hearing something about her doing a move.
I suppose, yes. I'm hardly blameless here. It's been a while, no?
Anyway, much of writer's block cleared away by a great dazzling burst of insight at 2AM. I wish it was something brilliant that let me reconcile everything with everything and win me the literature Nobel, but alas, it was much closer to what engineers refer to as a BLIFFO*. Expect posts soon, and clear your guns.
Charlie Stross's cheerful, optimistic predictions for 2017, part one of three.And there was much rejoicing.
Post up. Get 'em moving, lads and lasses.
[behind-the-scenes: That last post came about as the result of an idea at 2AM when I was trying to deal with insomnia. Immediately after I thought of it, I thought "Camp Bastion"; only then did I realize I had a perfectly good Chekhovian rifle loaded and cocked in the armory. Muggle team, you've had favorable battle conditions for two fights in a row; it is time to change that.]
Charlie Stross's cheerful, optimistic predictions for 2017, part one of three.We've had favorable battle conditions? People were shooting at us.
Wait, what?
"Yup. That tasted purple."On Drear you had a chokepoint, a gunship, and a vastly technologically outmatched enemy. In Romania, you had for the most part the element of surprise and/or an overwhelming, well-coordinated force on your side.
Guess what's changing this time?
Charlie Stross's cheerful, optimistic predictions for 2017, part one of three....Puppies?
Give a man a fish, feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish, you can't sell him fish anymore. http://thoughtfulspurts.wordpress.com/So now we're facing a pitched battle and / or Chinese Human Wave tactics, and this time We're on the defensive.
"Yup. That tasted purple."To be fair, we were also severely outnumbered and some of our enemies were nearly bulletproof.
If things had really been easy on Drear, we probably wouldn't have had to take the desperation tactic of swinging a helicopter like a baseball bat at an enemy that was about to overrun us.
Just sayin'.
I can't speak too much on Romania because A: I don't remember my character actually doing that much. And B: I was honestly kind of confused as to what was going on during a good portion of that battle. >_>
EDIT: On another note, I've got this sinking feeling that I'm supposed to remember what "Heathrow" is referring to in the last GM post, but I'm drawing a huge blank.
EDIT AFTER A LITTLE ARCHIVING: So, Heathrow was a location that Sunshine helped retake, which is making me remember something about a team of wizards doing a hostile takeover of an airport, I wanna say?
Exactly how this is related to our current situation except maybe implying that we're facing those same wizards, I have no idea.
edited 4th Oct '12 12:44:34 AM by FirockFinion
You are reading this.Being sick sucks...
Good night all.
Give a man a fish, feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish, you can't sell him fish anymore. http://thoughtfulspurts.wordpress.com/Shan't say nothing if you don't say please!
...actually I probably won't say anything even if you do, but that's what plot is for. In the meanwhile, I think I may have discovered the Muggle equivalents to Fiendfyre. For instance, I think there is a pretty good chance that dioxygen difluoride, also known as FOOF, or its somewhat-friendlier cousin ClFl3, would do a number on Horcruxes. (You are, of course, free to carry out experiments, but chemical safety gear and possibly remote operation are highly recommended, since fluorine fumes hurt.)
Charlie Stross's cheerful, optimistic predictions for 2017, part one of three.Yay for Chlorine Triflouride.
"Yup. That tasted purple."Please... :P
No matter how subtle the wizard, a knife between the shoulder blades will seriously cramp his style.Pandaemonium chloride! =D
"Your mission is not to nuke the squid god." —FaramirPew pew; merica.
What?