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(I’m still on semi-hiatus [extreme semi-hiatus at this point] but the great people behind Parallel Lines: The Tangent Comics Podcast have interviewed Dan Jurgens -- aka the grand poobah of the line-- and I’m already crying 20 minutes in.
He’d planned for Tangent, if optioned for more issues, to be a bimonthly publishing line with each title possibly having 3-5 issues. I’m literally angry and torn and bittersweet because WE COULD HAD IT ALLLLLLL, LIVING ON THE NINTH WORRRRLLDDDDDD
MORE HIJINKS FROM LIA AND LIA’S DADDDDDD, ROLLING IN THE DEEEEEEP)
(Welp, it’s happened. I’m declaring this blog to be a on semi-hiatus.
To be honest, I didn’t want to put Lia on said status, since I do love her and I enjoy writing her -- and good golly, are there people I want to have her interact with--but...frankly speaking, I haven’t felt her in a long while. I get turned off whenever I log on here nowadays. It’s not even because of my dash or the wonderful people I follow, I just. I get more tired than I already am logging on. I’m working a lot more than before, and I think Lia’s just allergic to me doing such things, haha.
But at the same time I know I owe people and I want to be responsible and not leaving them hanging. I was also doing graphics [like the Tangent name meanings] and one Special Thing[TM] for the blog, and I don’t want to leave them unfinished either. So that’s why this is a semi-hiatus. I won’t be on a lot but I’m not closing myself off completely. [If that makes sense, blagh.]
In fact, I adjusted my schedule page --since it turned out to help me a lot!-- to reflect the fact that there will be days where I’ll try to be on Lia. Not a complete guarantee like I said, but something.
That said, here’s the important bits:
These are the people I owe: thelastxman / fixmedont / theothermorgendorffer / toinspirewomen / demonhex / ivejustgotme / itavsaras / giverofcooldownhugs / knowwhatyoufear / dxggersoflight / the-clockstrikesnine / the-schwayest-batman-around If you guys want to drop our thread or continue with me despite my slowness, let me know. I still have them in drafts, just waiting for me. I missed someone, let me know.
PEOPLE IN CRISIS WAR VERSE: fangedfirecracker / lanabxniko / slightlymoresuper / notcaptainbritain This verse is time dependent and that’s partly why I wasn’t up for declaring a semi-hiatus. BUT if you are willing to continue our thread, let me know and I’ll try my very best to get to you folks first! I’m sorry I’ve been a schlockmeister on replying, especially when I love these threads.
If you want to keep up with me, you can totally ask for my Skype or poke me over on bughammer! I’ll be around Lia, just not as much as before. I hope this change someday, because I really love writing her.
Thanks for reading, folks. Stay safe!)
(Home from convention at last. It was intense and fun so I’ll be resting a while. Won’t be on here yet.)
(The tumblr update has affected both my blogs but I’m not leaving because a) I can learn to deal with it once I take time to tinker with it and b) maybe there will be a fix for it too when I come back, haha.
Anyway, I popped in to say that I will be in the AA at MetaCon in Minnesota this weekend! This pretty much means that even if I wanted to do memes on Lia, I won’t be able to...do them...why is her muse being so difficult for replies Basically this blog and bughammer will be a short hiatus lasting until Monday! If you do need me, you can send an ask since I will try to check messages at one point.)
· ten years+ of roleplay experience, two+ on tumblr · pan-fandom, semi-selective, adaptable · singleship, sfw, multiverse · will make you bugzappers even if you don’t ask
She waited for what felt like an eternity, body strained from being suspended for so long. Jubilee’s ability to endure pain may have been ridiculous, but even she had her limits. Never mind the fact that there was now a large hole in her favorite coat. Bummer. But the thoughts were distractions from the real issue. The city was lost and she was stuck hanging out in a most literal sense. Her expression, however, was more annoyed than showing the pain her body was experiencing. Ever the actress.
“Heh. G-giving the vampire something to bite.” It was more of an observation than anything. She knew it was going to hurt like hell and she was already bracing for it. Eyes squeezed shut awaiting the moment when the sudden pain would tear through her entire being.
And as she bit down on the sol-hol and waited, the sound of a loud clang was immediately followed by a shock through her entire system, pain screaming through her nerves like white fire. for a moment her face contorted in its most vampiric horror before reverting back to its usual appearance. The scream she let out was piercing.
“Fffffuck!” First words out of her mouth and they were far from pleasant. “Oh… fuck… dude… I can stick my hand through my chest…” she said, heaving forward to meet the ground. But with Lia and her copy holding her arms, she didn’t quite make it down.
“How ba–d does it look? Be honest.”
Nope. Nope, hoping for no pain to come to Jubilee was a dumb idea. Clearly, her eardrums deserved the ringing they received, and the pang of guilt, for such a stupid, stupid plan. Hollywood, you got it wrong again with your so-called 'realistic' depictions.
She wouldn't say anything though; it wasn't Jubilee’s fault that Lia's plan worked with side effects. Nothing was, of course. Being wounded or having body parts skewered open was just part of the job, of having chosen to protect people. The blonde learned that early on in her young age, experiences that should have been reserved for older heroes instead.
Her queasiness, building deep in the pit of her stomach, didn't help matters either. "So much...Oh god." The copy covered her mouth in attempts to hold back a physical reaction while the original tried her best to move on, despite wanting to do the same. She gently placed the vampire down on the ground, towels in her hand too far gone for even a bleaching afterwards.
The hole...hahahaha, that hole. The tail end of the towel managed to slip out of it. It looked absurd, akin to performance art that went for the graphic in yet another theory in violence. Things like that, did people ever know what it was to feel the action once, unwanted?...
"...You'll totally com-compare with pigs on the grill now, right? All dolled up--oh, zip." She rubbed her face, eyes mainly, in keeping up appearances. "I dunno what to do now," she said low, voice breaking. "Will flying back to the base hospital be worth it? You won't die anytime soon, will ya? Will you?"
rebelhelps:
I’m 30 and face a lot of age discrimination in the tumblr rp comm so admitting my age sucks.
I was reading through the comments in the tags, and I noticed a lot of:
People over 29 are not automatically creepy or pedos. They are just as likely to be either as a 20 year old; most are less creepy because they are more experienced. Age discrimination is pretty gross. Does anyone really think that 29+ yr olds are going to think less about the concerns of smutting with someone under a age of majority? No, they probably think about it more because they haven’t been a grown child for years and face the real world more then the kiddos around.
Saying “As long as you’re not X” is pretty gross because it is implying that they are more likely to and contributes to the very reason why people over 29 are so reluctant about sharing their age — It IS age-based discrimination.
Also, just because someone is 30 yrs old does not mean they are something less than because they are still interested in rping. If you do the math based on the theory that most rpers begin around the age of 15-17, they may have been rping since the early 2000s, and some for even longer. That is 15+ yrs, so why would they suddenly be disinterested in something they have been doing for longer than some rpers are in total age. Do you know how many years of experience 15 yrs adds up to? If you want to become a good writer, then seek out those with the most experience.
If you don’t discriminate against rpers for being younger, then don’t do it because they are older. Nothing in life should have a time limit or expiration on interests that make people happy and bring no harm to others.
Personally, I hope to still have a passion and love for rping when I’m 90 yrs old and sitting in my nursing home. Never forget, kiddos, that you’ll be “old” someday and facing people telling you not to love the things you love because you’re past your expiration date.
You mad?
[This thought has been censored for the good of the reading public.]
I’m mad as hell and I’m not gonna take it anymore!
Where’s a window when you need one?!
