- Jul. 3rd, 2017
- Aug. 20th, 2016
- Jul. 26th, 2016
- May. 31st, 2016
cont. hell game writing. misc. stuff mostly.
( here's an excerpt. it's from the clay man encounter )
- Mar. 5th, 2016
in which i kind of vaguely throw together bits and pieces of a horror pastiche that no one, not even the characters, is taking seriously enough to sideline all the werewolf fucking they're having.
the pacing tho is actually kind of gonna be a problem, because the goal is to basically have a few chapters of the 'main story' vs. this one where there's a bunch of dramatic irony. like: so that other werewolf in this chapter (spoilers) ends up having a conversation w/ the narrator in the three-weeks-later chronology of the mainline story, that kind of explains some of what he's going to be doing in the gaiden chapter after this. and the gaiden chapter after this introduces some characters that will appear in the mainline story, and sans the context of the gaiden would actually be like, scary and threatening if the reader didn't at that point know what their whole deal was. the problem with that is that it means i need to write like, four chapters of the main story before i can get to the next gaiden chapter, so all the dramatic irony lines up. that's gonna be... a thing.
remember when these were twine games
actually what's interesting is that as i've posted these on sofurry each new chapter has gotten roughly half the views of the previous one, so it's gonna be interesting to see this one stabilize at like, 500 views. well no, in practice it's just gonna become a slower-dropping curve but i kinda like the idea of an asymptomatically-approaching-zero popularity curve( Read more... )
- Feb. 21st, 2016
anyway today (well, yesterday) i posted a kind of blurb of HELL GAME over at sofurry, and in my ongoing attempt to not actually post anything unique over there here's the same stuff. with slightly better markup.( Read more... )
- Feb. 7th, 2016
TODAY I: messed w/ the hell game description code some. (and actually today; i'm making this post before midnight for once.)
so i go through these stages of working on things and recoding stuff, and if you recall the last time i tried working on the description code i rewrote most of it and then stopped when i got it minimally viable, so basically what i ended up having to do when i picked the code up again was finish that, which i, uh, did most of. and also sketched out a few descriptions. let's hope that the long national nightmare of recoding everything constantly is finally over. mostly that hinges on me actually, like, writing for-real descriptions this time, & then coding them up.
oh yeah and i edited + posted this old fic that i had previously only posted on sofurry & y-gallery (I MEAN AND AFFN, NOT THAT THAT COUNTS), but it's uh. let's go with "total idfic". i think i posted it on tumblr? but i might not have. "Lessons", FF IX, amarant getting throatfucked by a burmecian until he vomits up come; if that sounds familiar.
- Jan. 27th, 2016
- Dec. 14th, 2015
- Dec. 6th, 2015
also i have this habit of just, writing ahead of the current point in my stories, which means that now i am sitting in significant chunks of adolescent lycanthrope ch. 6 and interspecies cooperation ch. 4½ (one half b/c it's short and unrelated to the main "plotline", such as one exists in a serial pwp)
and because it's going to take ages for me to write the rest of chapter 3 and 4, here's a SNEAK PEAK for the interspecies cooperation one. it's jak/daxter. jak/ottsel daxter.
(maybe once i more solidify the adolescent lycanthrope ch. 6 sex scene i might post that early too, idk. i kind of want to fit uhhh at least gaiden 2 and 3 in the gap there too, along with ch. 5, so it would beeee a whileeee.)
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- Dec. 1st, 2015
hooray i got very simplistic texture patterns working. screenshots to appear on the screenshot tumblr in a while, probably. i wanna get translucent textures working next (which is really just changing my texture generator to generate textures with alpha, and then also batching up the cell faces so translucent ones are drawn 1. later, and 2. depth-sorted. that second one is going to be the only hard part)
also, ha ha, since i linked it on sofurry i guess i might as well link it here. so uhhhhhh that gears of war idfic i've been picking at for the past forever? the one that's like 44k words, nearly entirely pornographic? that one. i posted a draft on pastebin. yup, pastebin, yr #1 site for pornographic fanfiction. (it's set to expire in a month, so, i guess get it while it's there.)
also hmmm if i really want to do nanowrimo+ then i should probably try to write 1667 words today, huh. yeah i should probably... do that...
- Nov. 16th, 2015
wrote some. probably will write more? trying to at least stay steady at ~5000 words behind :V
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- Nov. 12th, 2015
whoops skipped a day there
so i kind of took a day off to uh reorganize my plot outline, basically. kind of put the early sections of the plot in order and lay down some of the plot stuff that gets developed later.
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- Nov. 8th, 2015
- Nov. 7th, 2015
i wrote only 1293 words today oh nooooo
that being said i still hit par for the day since i was a little bit ahead, but that lead has now been eaten up.
"What? Where are you going?"
"Out," Brulvundojn said, shortly. And then like it was being pried out of him: "To fight."
"Woah, what? If you got scheduled shouldn't I come with?"
Brulvundojn let out a choking, hacking laugh. "Not there."
"You're doing fights somewhere else?" Luis shifted on his feet -- still in his sneakers. The floor was poured concrete, still gritty, and incredibly cold. "Can I come?"
Brulvundojn looked at him for a long moment, curls of flame licking up across his brow. Then he jerked his head to the door, acquiescing maybe. "Don't make a fuss."
Maybe Luis should've asked where the place was. Brulvundojn lead the way, fast enough Luis had to jog, and he was so busy keeping up he didn't pay attention to where they were until Brulvundojn slowed. It was dark: streetlights dead; all the light coming from the moon overhead and Brulvundojn, a ring of dingy red light casting flickering shadows. North of downtown, what he only really knew of as a sea of rooftops that he saw sometimes from the freeway side. Nothing but dark windows and old stone.
The street they were on was hardly that, more of a particularly wide alleyway between two buildings, but soon enough Brulvundojn hung right into a pitch-black alleyway, sky a sliver of purple-grey high above. Everything was red and black as Luis crept behind him, not sure if he should -- if maybe he should've stayed back at Brulvundojn's place, and maybe even now he could stop things from getting worse by just... leaving. Making his own way back, because sure as hell Brulvundojn wasn't going to guide him back.
But he kept thinking that until Brulvundojn stepped out into the courtyard of an old warehouse. The building was U-shaped, the courtyard square and big enough that direct moonlight splashed down across the ground, crawling up the walls of the buildings beside them and making everything silver. The only way here was through the alleys. The ground was old tiles, with crunchy grass growing up from the seams, an old chain-link fence that had been trampled down, no more than posts now.
not even cut b/c that's a real short excerpt. featuring: the first time brulvundojn actually appears in the story!! i should really be writing more linearly. and also, not staying up so late.
- Nov. 6th, 2015
- Nov. 4th, 2015
hit the 1667 word mark slightly after midnight, and now i'm at 1731 words, roughly ~300 of which are scene notes, which is not a trend i would like to continue. i'm really gonna have to settle down and write this linearly or else i am gonna be innn troubleeee down the road
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- Nov. 3rd, 2015