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Because the Meme works like this....
Feb. 25th, 2009 02:54 am( From Metody )
Oh. And post to this, and I will select five related words to you, and you explain what those words mean in relation to you.
( From Soma )
( From Pat, I believe )
Oh. And post to this, and I will select five related words to you, and you explain what those words mean in relation to you.
( From Soma )
( From Pat, I believe )
Tags:
- clanks: ding,
- filter: public,
- ic posts,
- memes/quizzes,
- npc: stephen fennix,
- oh-god-she's-found-the-computer,
- organizations: southern alliance,
- organizations: wulfenbach empire,
- pc: metody green (metody_green),
- pc: pat (aureliaofarista),
- pc: soma (soma_crucifix),
- places: kintostown,
- weapons: death ray
Public Post
Dec. 10th, 2008 02:09 amMein Gott
When did it get to be December?
I need to finish a few things.
When did it get to be December?
I need to finish a few things.
 Dear Santa...Dear Santa, This year I've been busy! Last month I had a shoot-out with rival gang lords on the 5 near LA (-76 points). Last week I helped ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small} schmot_guyz hide a body (-173 points). In January I gave kintotech a Dutch Oven (-10 points). In October I set clockworkkestle's puppy on fire (-66 points). Last Tuesday I got in line at the supermarket at the same time as someone else and I didn't yield (-8 points). Overall, I've been naughty (-333 points). For Christmas I deserve a moldy sandwich! Sincerely, |
That was not a fun el-oh-el.
At first, I was unable to communicate with others, either through virtue of the translation effect malfunctioning, or.. I do not know. I was speaking nonsense either way. I could understand others, but I could not make them understand me verbally no matter how I tried.
Apparently, something was firing from brain to mouth correctly, as I was speaking words with the correct letters, just in the completely and utterly wrong order, in the letters' cases.
Anagrams.
The latter half of it was even less fun. My memories of it are still somewhat fuzzy, starting from a few hours before I changed.
I am not entirely sure what I was, except on top of the fact that I could no longer speak coherently at all, I could not think straight.
Such a concept disturbs me greatly and utterly, my mind wasn't my own, but at the same time it was a mere shadow of what it was.
Most of the events that happened while I was transformed are.. half formed memories.
The el-oh-el transmits itself like a virus. I have been cured thanks to the Doctor and as far as I can tell I am no longer capable of infecting others.
Also, if anyone sees Metody before I do, let me know he is okay? I.. don't remember seeing him except sometime before I changed.
At first, I was unable to communicate with others, either through virtue of the translation effect malfunctioning, or.. I do not know. I was speaking nonsense either way. I could understand others, but I could not make them understand me verbally no matter how I tried.
Apparently, something was firing from brain to mouth correctly, as I was speaking words with the correct letters, just in the completely and utterly wrong order, in the letters' cases.
Anagrams.
The latter half of it was even less fun. My memories of it are still somewhat fuzzy, starting from a few hours before I changed.
I am not entirely sure what I was, except on top of the fact that I could no longer speak coherently at all, I could not think straight.
Such a concept disturbs me greatly and utterly, my mind wasn't my own, but at the same time it was a mere shadow of what it was.
Most of the events that happened while I was transformed are.. half formed memories.
The el-oh-el transmits itself like a virus. I have been cured thanks to the Doctor and as far as I can tell I am no longer capable of infecting others.
Also, if anyone sees Metody before I do, let me know he is okay? I.. don't remember seeing him except sometime before I changed.
Public - ...? [Voice]
Nov. 12th, 2008 01:22 pmA describing surf thirty instil.
...
A inscribing dry flutter.
*sigh*
...
A inscribing dry flutter.
*sigh*
Written Entry
Nov. 9th, 2008 03:50 amEmotions are complicated
And eventually, sometime later:
Of course I know this...
And eventually, sometime later:
Of course I know this...
[Open Post] - Manufactured Engines?
Nov. 6th, 2008 01:37 am'To see what would happen' is generally a good reason for a Spark to do anything. Hell, it's this reason that Bella gets along with the Barrayaran Government.
Where this is happening is an open space of Nexus in the very vague vicinity of the Sanctuary. Bella is humming cheerfully as she works on the underside of an engine, as it hangs on some sort of complicated wheel-and-pulley rack she's constructed for just such a purpose.
It's not the more famous sort of humming, but it's a tuneless sort she's making up as she goes, occasionally tapping the engine to the beat of this song with a tool while she thinks.
To anyone who recognizes such, the engine is from a DeLorean, and Bella is going about taking it apart bit by bit to see how it works.
Manufactured trash or not, it's safe to say that this machine's got a few good ideas for her to adapt into her own constructions. Mainly how to reduce the size of her own massive engines into smaller mechanical wonders.
"Ding, hand me the Heterodyne Wrench." Ding makes a cheerful little noise and passes Bella a tool.
A pause. She slides out from under the engine. "We've been over this. This is a hinge clacker. That is the Heterodyne wrench." She points to it, and picks it up herself with a quiet sigh, and slides back under the engine to disassemble another section of it.
((Open post! Anyone can meet her, and individual threads are treated as separate events so we have no clashes between folks, two people can meet her at the same time, and not meet each other through virtue of Weird Nexus Time!))
Where this is happening is an open space of Nexus in the very vague vicinity of the Sanctuary. Bella is humming cheerfully as she works on the underside of an engine, as it hangs on some sort of complicated wheel-and-pulley rack she's constructed for just such a purpose.
It's not the more famous sort of humming, but it's a tuneless sort she's making up as she goes, occasionally tapping the engine to the beat of this song with a tool while she thinks.
To anyone who recognizes such, the engine is from a DeLorean, and Bella is going about taking it apart bit by bit to see how it works.
Manufactured trash or not, it's safe to say that this machine's got a few good ideas for her to adapt into her own constructions. Mainly how to reduce the size of her own massive engines into smaller mechanical wonders.
"Ding, hand me the Heterodyne Wrench." Ding makes a cheerful little noise and passes Bella a tool.
A pause. She slides out from under the engine. "We've been over this. This is a hinge clacker. That is the Heterodyne wrench." She points to it, and picks it up herself with a quiet sigh, and slides back under the engine to disassemble another section of it.
((Open post! Anyone can meet her, and individual threads are treated as separate events so we have no clashes between folks, two people can meet her at the same time, and not meet each other through virtue of Weird Nexus Time!))
There was something to be said about being prompt, and early.
That it was incredibly frigging annoying. That's what.
Annabella Fennix paces back and forth in front of the bench near the giant stiletto-shoe.
She stops, and faces the bench, "Oh, Hallo Luc. I saw the ghost of your country's worst enemy ever."
A beat and a half, several ticks of clockwork.
Then a frustrated sound, running her left hand through her hair, "Oh. No. Sweet Lightning and Daughter of Thunder no, not like that."
She turns to the bench again. "Hallo General Marc! Bella here--"
"No." Geh, "Mein Gott no."
About Six-twenty-five, and three attempts later she simply resigns herself to pacing back and fourth.
This was not going to be easy to tell.
Not at all.
That it was incredibly frigging annoying. That's what.
Annabella Fennix paces back and forth in front of the bench near the giant stiletto-shoe.
She stops, and faces the bench, "Oh, Hallo Luc. I saw the ghost of your country's worst enemy ever."
A beat and a half, several ticks of clockwork.
Then a frustrated sound, running her left hand through her hair, "Oh. No. Sweet Lightning and Daughter of Thunder no, not like that."
She turns to the bench again. "Hallo General Marc! Bella here--"
"No." Geh, "Mein Gott no."
About Six-twenty-five, and three attempts later she simply resigns herself to pacing back and fourth.
This was not going to be easy to tell.
Not at all.
[Before the Encounter with Cass]
Nov. 2nd, 2008 12:16 amComment here and ask me any question you want, I promise to answer truthfully no matter what it is.--But only one!
And then you have to post the same offer to your own journal.
And then you have to post the same offer to your own journal.
Needless to say, rather enjoyable incidents aside, I enjoyed this Halloween thing quite a bit.
Dressing up in costume was fun. I say it is something that should be done more often.
Incidentally, I am still keeping an eye on what our visitors are doing, even if from a distance at the moment, and with my tank's destruction...
Well, let's just say I've a few of the tank's old mistakes worked out better in my head.
[LOCKED TO PAT - Bella's figured out filtering!]
Pat, you didn't get in too much trouble for what happened, did you?
((Stricken through text is not actually posted, she did consider posting it though.))
Dressing up in costume was fun. I say it is something that should be done more often.
Incidentally, I am still keeping an eye on what our visitors are doing, even if from a distance at the moment, and with my tank's destruction...
Well, let's just say I've a few of the tank's old mistakes worked out better in my head.
[LOCKED TO PAT - Bella's figured out filtering!]
Pat, you didn't get in too much trouble for what happened, did you?
((Stricken through text is not actually posted, she did consider posting it though.))
Tags:
- clanks: southern alliance crewman-clanks,
- events: ice hellion invasion,
- filter: public,
- filtered posts: aristans,
- filtered posts: pat,
- holidays: halloween,
- ic posts,
- inventions,
- misc: aristan foundling guard costume,
- misc: halloween costume,
- oh-god-she's-found-the-computer,
- pc: pat (aureliaofarista),
- pc: soma (soma_crucifix),
- vehicles: zeppelin-tank,
- weapons: lightning cannon
Acquisition Post
Oct. 31st, 2008 04:29 amMostly for completeness sake:
Frighteningly accurate version of an Aristan Foundling Guard uniform, duplicated by sketching and using Pat's as a reference.
Notable differences: Sized for Bella, no Aristan symbol of allegiance, instead Kintostown's symbol is there, death ray holster instead of knife holster.
Frighteningly accurate version of an Aristan Foundling Guard uniform, duplicated by sketching and using Pat's as a reference.
Notable differences: Sized for Bella, no Aristan symbol of allegiance, instead Kintostown's symbol is there, death ray holster instead of knife holster.
Bella's most recent written out notes. These aren't public, and are posted for fun. Written in her barely readable german scrawl slash shorthand. Also written while she's in the Madness Place at points, and when she happens to think of ideas at others.
( Cut for length, Bella's disjointed notes )
( Cut for length, Bella's disjointed notes )
