Not So Chill Friday
May. 15th, 2020 11:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crossover_chickNot so much because remote working was busier -- it was, a bit, but it was all sporadic, simple stuff that either I could get done quickly, or had to put off until Monday; I still got the stuff that I'd already planned to do done by like 10:30ish -- but because my parents had a shit time getting stuff for the garden and basically they were in bad moods all day. Didn't help that it was one of those days where Mom promised lunch by a certain time, but badly misjudged how long her task would take -- it ended up with me making my own lunch at 1:30 after an early snack of a banana to keep me going. At least now I know where I get my damn problems with time management from!
But yeah, stressful mood = unhappy Victoria. At least I had other things to keep me busy:
-->Answered a friend's PM over on FF.net during the morning, in between e-mails
-->My Victor Luvs Alice queue is sorted through next Tuesday now -- worked on that this afternoon and evening. Same with my Valice Multiverse queue -- all asks I drafted during the last few hours of my work day. That's all set up, w000~
-->Wrote another page or so on "Londerland Bloodlines" -- Alice has been briefly freaked out by shenanigans in the laundry room (and is deeply relieved poking her head in a mysterious dryer didn't get her attacked by a child ghost), and is now on her way down to the boiler room to restore power. Slowly but surely making our way through Ocean House! Next up is another run-in with Ed and his ax. . .
-->Caught up on a few things in the YouTubes:
A) Grabbed a Fluffy Ninja Llama video about companion reactions to walking down a certain mirelurk-heavy beach. Most bemoan the mirelurks – Preston, however, thinks it's a great place to stop and have some noodles! XD (Seriously, I gotta give him a noodle cup in my game. I love this stupid habit of his when he has one.)
B) Checked out Paul from the Mitten Squad messing with time in Fallout 4, wanting to see if he could somehow pass 1,000 years in-game. Obviously you can't do that just by sitting and waiting around – console commands are needed! Console commands that break the game and destroy reality! Days pass by in seconds, the date becomes first impossible days (like the 91st of January) and then breaks down into weird decimal numbers, and the whole thing eventually crashes. Result: the farthest the game will let you go with real dates is the year 2999 – a year that you could only get if you played Fallout 4 normally for 35 years. This is important information. *serious nod*
C) GrayStillPlays answers all our prayers with the "100 wives" challenge, to compliment his previous video! Also Evan Thorne gets to stay, though he is now intermittently called "Kyle." XD This version of the challenge was rather different than Ellis's version – instead of a bunch of men going head to head to head to – you get the idea – to woohoo her, this saw Florida Man, Australia Man, and Kylevan going head to head to head to woohoo with as many of their wives as possible. Two rounds with 50 wives each, with the loser of the first round getting eliminated early. Australia Man ended up winning – mostly on account of being the only man to SURVIVE both rounds. Both Florida Man and Kylevan died in the first round (Florida Man after scoring twice, Kylevan a virgin), and the Florida Man died again in the second round after woohooing once. Australia Man scored twice with Ellis Dee and took home victory! Though the real winners are us, both because a) amusement and b) Spleens merchandise now exists. XD
D) A quick return to OXBox lists, with Jane narrating the side effects of going evil in video games! Given her penchant for evil, this felt appropriate – especially with her getting positively gleeful over gaining demonic wings from farting in people's faces in Fable 3. XD
E) And then the piece de resistance – new Three Ways To Play Hitman 2! :D Yes, there is a new (well, OLD – "reactivated" was the word Andy used) Elusive Target for everyone to hunt – The Censor, a serial killer who "grades" people on the ability to fight back against his serial killing. Even the people in the game note his media-given moniker doesn't make much sense. :p Anyway, Andy as usual was a cool, calm, collected professional, cosplaying an FBI agent sent to deal with the crime – which he did with careful stalking of the suspect, then cleverly luring him to the secluded garage with coins to murder him (okay, so he was trying to clear out potential witnesses in the kitchen so he could poison the guy's drink, but accidentally pulled the killer and took the opportunity). Jane went cowboy and also managed to gronk the killer -- and then exposed herself by poisoning his drink in front of witnesses after a very poor distraction attempt, forcing her to flee and change outfits. Got the job done, though! And Mike. . .well, Mike went as a murder clown, and lived up to his reputation by killing TWO non-targets before realizing who the actual killer was (in his defense, he thought one guy was the killer because the killer had a conversation near him, and Mike misinterpreted his head bobbing for him speaking. Also he pulled off a pretty cool shot to kill him, considering said guy was basically glued to the couch, so Mike had to shoot him through a banister hiding at the top of some stairs!). And then he got rumbled after grabbing a kitchen knife in full view of everybody, so he wanged it into the killer's face and fled. XD I love Mike.
-->And oh yes, I have a birthday fic to drop, don't I? Happy Birthday Mad Scientist, akawhitedove01s! :) Have a quick snippet about Jack, Jeannie, your soup, and my own reaction to discovering the true identity of your "parasite universe":
"Oh. My. God."
Well, that was encouraging to hear when walking into this office. "What is it now?" Jack asked, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Jeannie looked up from the papers with a smile that was – well, a bit on the Harley side. And he would know. "You are not going to believe this," she told him, tone equal parts amused and incredulous. "I'm not sure I believe it. I mean – seriously?!"
"Hard to believe anything if you don't tell me what's going on," Jack replied, sitting on the corner of her desk. "What's up? I thought everything was 'stuck but steady' thanks to your bosses doing all that 'spring cleaning' on all those universes. Things ready to start moving again?"
"Not quite – but they did just give me some updates on that 'parasite universe' that's trying to worm its way into our soup so it can take everything over." Jeannie's grin widened. "And – oh man, I can kinda see how it happened, but still! This is not what you think when somebody tells you 'oh, there's this terrifying parasite reality that goes around subsuming other universes into itself!'"
"Well, my first thought is good old Lovecraft," Jack admitted, running his fingers through his hair. "I mean, Arkham Asylum and all. . .isn't there one comic that openly says the place was built as a temple to Cthulhu or something?"
"Yeah, basically – but nope! Not in this case! No elder gods here!" Jeannie giggled. "Unless you're willing to count one certain giant mouse and his friends."
"Giant mou – wait." Jack blinked as something clicked. "Hold on. . .you said – you said this 'parasite universe' was attached to the Final Fantasy worlds, right? Back when we went on lockdown?" Jeannie nodded, watching him closely. "Is – is where it's attached – called Kingdom Hearts?"
Jeannie allowed herself to break down into laughter. "Got it in one, hun!" she cried, throwing her hands up. "Disney! It's fucking Disney! The multiverse holding everything up, the monster that's had us all on edge for what-would-be-literal months if time was actually running properly – and it's fucking Disney!" She hummed a bit of the "Mickey Mouse Club" theme song, then burst out laughing again. "Oh hell. . ."
"Yeah," Jack nodded, snorting. "I would have never have believed that if it hadn't come down from your bosses. How the heck did Disney turn itself into this parasite universe thing?"
"Okay, so – you know how we've got our side, and then the 'comics' side?" Jeannie said, pushing the papers in front of him. "Where we're all just stories? Well, on that side, Disney was a megacorp already – and apparently they've been buying up a lot of their old competitors and their properties lately. They've already got their hands all over most of Marvel – meaning we probably won't be seeing any of them for a long while – and Lucasfilm – which means anything from Star Wars is gonna have to be quadruple-checked – and most recently, a bunch of Fox – mostly the old film and TV stuff. Combine that with them already having lots of fairy tales under their name thanks to all the princess movies, and the sheer popularity of Mickey and his gang, and – voila!" She threw a hand up dramatically. "On our end, you've got this universe that goes around slathering its sticky 'charm' on anything it touches and slowly digesting it! As opposed to what we're doing, which is trying to get everyone and everything to mesh together a bit more naturally."
"Right. . .damn." Jack shook his head. "What, are they hoping to own all of entertainment eventually?"
"You never know – so I'm hoping we can at least stop 'em over here," Jeannie said, wagging a finger at him. "I don't want to get all Disneyed up, that's for sure. I only recently got back to being the me I wanna be! Can you imagine me as a Disney princess?"
Jack pictured a twin-tailed Harley in a red-and-black gown, wearing a diamond crown and holding a mallet. "Well, not the traditional sort. . ." He smirked. "The real hard part is imagining me as a Disney prince."
"Oh yeah, there's a toughie," Jeannie said, wrinkling her nose. "Maybe they'd just stick you under the old 'Touchstone' label. Worked for Nightmare Before Christmas!"
"Hey, I may be a Jack, but I'm definitely not a Skellington," Jack said, holding up his hands.
"I dunno – think you'd look good in the suit. . ."
Yeah, this is just me having fun with the fact that I was unduly amused myself when I discovered Disney was the parasite verse. XD I mean, I understand it's got its claws into a lot of stuff, and that is bad, but still. You gotta laugh sometimes. I hope it gives you SOME amusement, anyway.
And now, after catching up on other things, I need to answer what is in the inbox and then head over to the Friday Night Writing Thing. Important one tonight, considering it's my tumblr friend's birthday tomorrow. . .in four minutes as of this writing. . .yeah, better get over there. Night all!
But yeah, stressful mood = unhappy Victoria. At least I had other things to keep me busy:
-->Answered a friend's PM over on FF.net during the morning, in between e-mails
-->My Victor Luvs Alice queue is sorted through next Tuesday now -- worked on that this afternoon and evening. Same with my Valice Multiverse queue -- all asks I drafted during the last few hours of my work day. That's all set up, w000~
-->Wrote another page or so on "Londerland Bloodlines" -- Alice has been briefly freaked out by shenanigans in the laundry room (and is deeply relieved poking her head in a mysterious dryer didn't get her attacked by a child ghost), and is now on her way down to the boiler room to restore power. Slowly but surely making our way through Ocean House! Next up is another run-in with Ed and his ax. . .
-->Caught up on a few things in the YouTubes:
A) Grabbed a Fluffy Ninja Llama video about companion reactions to walking down a certain mirelurk-heavy beach. Most bemoan the mirelurks – Preston, however, thinks it's a great place to stop and have some noodles! XD (Seriously, I gotta give him a noodle cup in my game. I love this stupid habit of his when he has one.)
B) Checked out Paul from the Mitten Squad messing with time in Fallout 4, wanting to see if he could somehow pass 1,000 years in-game. Obviously you can't do that just by sitting and waiting around – console commands are needed! Console commands that break the game and destroy reality! Days pass by in seconds, the date becomes first impossible days (like the 91st of January) and then breaks down into weird decimal numbers, and the whole thing eventually crashes. Result: the farthest the game will let you go with real dates is the year 2999 – a year that you could only get if you played Fallout 4 normally for 35 years. This is important information. *serious nod*
C) GrayStillPlays answers all our prayers with the "100 wives" challenge, to compliment his previous video! Also Evan Thorne gets to stay, though he is now intermittently called "Kyle." XD This version of the challenge was rather different than Ellis's version – instead of a bunch of men going head to head to head to – you get the idea – to woohoo her, this saw Florida Man, Australia Man, and Kylevan going head to head to head to woohoo with as many of their wives as possible. Two rounds with 50 wives each, with the loser of the first round getting eliminated early. Australia Man ended up winning – mostly on account of being the only man to SURVIVE both rounds. Both Florida Man and Kylevan died in the first round (Florida Man after scoring twice, Kylevan a virgin), and the Florida Man died again in the second round after woohooing once. Australia Man scored twice with Ellis Dee and took home victory! Though the real winners are us, both because a) amusement and b) Spleens merchandise now exists. XD
D) A quick return to OXBox lists, with Jane narrating the side effects of going evil in video games! Given her penchant for evil, this felt appropriate – especially with her getting positively gleeful over gaining demonic wings from farting in people's faces in Fable 3. XD
E) And then the piece de resistance – new Three Ways To Play Hitman 2! :D Yes, there is a new (well, OLD – "reactivated" was the word Andy used) Elusive Target for everyone to hunt – The Censor, a serial killer who "grades" people on the ability to fight back against his serial killing. Even the people in the game note his media-given moniker doesn't make much sense. :p Anyway, Andy as usual was a cool, calm, collected professional, cosplaying an FBI agent sent to deal with the crime – which he did with careful stalking of the suspect, then cleverly luring him to the secluded garage with coins to murder him (okay, so he was trying to clear out potential witnesses in the kitchen so he could poison the guy's drink, but accidentally pulled the killer and took the opportunity). Jane went cowboy and also managed to gronk the killer -- and then exposed herself by poisoning his drink in front of witnesses after a very poor distraction attempt, forcing her to flee and change outfits. Got the job done, though! And Mike. . .well, Mike went as a murder clown, and lived up to his reputation by killing TWO non-targets before realizing who the actual killer was (in his defense, he thought one guy was the killer because the killer had a conversation near him, and Mike misinterpreted his head bobbing for him speaking. Also he pulled off a pretty cool shot to kill him, considering said guy was basically glued to the couch, so Mike had to shoot him through a banister hiding at the top of some stairs!). And then he got rumbled after grabbing a kitchen knife in full view of everybody, so he wanged it into the killer's face and fled. XD I love Mike.
-->And oh yes, I have a birthday fic to drop, don't I? Happy Birthday Mad Scientist, aka
whitedove01s! :) Have a quick snippet about Jack, Jeannie, your soup, and my own reaction to discovering the true identity of your "parasite universe":"Oh. My. God."
Well, that was encouraging to hear when walking into this office. "What is it now?" Jack asked, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Jeannie looked up from the papers with a smile that was – well, a bit on the Harley side. And he would know. "You are not going to believe this," she told him, tone equal parts amused and incredulous. "I'm not sure I believe it. I mean – seriously?!"
"Hard to believe anything if you don't tell me what's going on," Jack replied, sitting on the corner of her desk. "What's up? I thought everything was 'stuck but steady' thanks to your bosses doing all that 'spring cleaning' on all those universes. Things ready to start moving again?"
"Not quite – but they did just give me some updates on that 'parasite universe' that's trying to worm its way into our soup so it can take everything over." Jeannie's grin widened. "And – oh man, I can kinda see how it happened, but still! This is not what you think when somebody tells you 'oh, there's this terrifying parasite reality that goes around subsuming other universes into itself!'"
"Well, my first thought is good old Lovecraft," Jack admitted, running his fingers through his hair. "I mean, Arkham Asylum and all. . .isn't there one comic that openly says the place was built as a temple to Cthulhu or something?"
"Yeah, basically – but nope! Not in this case! No elder gods here!" Jeannie giggled. "Unless you're willing to count one certain giant mouse and his friends."
"Giant mou – wait." Jack blinked as something clicked. "Hold on. . .you said – you said this 'parasite universe' was attached to the Final Fantasy worlds, right? Back when we went on lockdown?" Jeannie nodded, watching him closely. "Is – is where it's attached – called Kingdom Hearts?"
Jeannie allowed herself to break down into laughter. "Got it in one, hun!" she cried, throwing her hands up. "Disney! It's fucking Disney! The multiverse holding everything up, the monster that's had us all on edge for what-would-be-literal months if time was actually running properly – and it's fucking Disney!" She hummed a bit of the "Mickey Mouse Club" theme song, then burst out laughing again. "Oh hell. . ."
"Yeah," Jack nodded, snorting. "I would have never have believed that if it hadn't come down from your bosses. How the heck did Disney turn itself into this parasite universe thing?"
"Okay, so – you know how we've got our side, and then the 'comics' side?" Jeannie said, pushing the papers in front of him. "Where we're all just stories? Well, on that side, Disney was a megacorp already – and apparently they've been buying up a lot of their old competitors and their properties lately. They've already got their hands all over most of Marvel – meaning we probably won't be seeing any of them for a long while – and Lucasfilm – which means anything from Star Wars is gonna have to be quadruple-checked – and most recently, a bunch of Fox – mostly the old film and TV stuff. Combine that with them already having lots of fairy tales under their name thanks to all the princess movies, and the sheer popularity of Mickey and his gang, and – voila!" She threw a hand up dramatically. "On our end, you've got this universe that goes around slathering its sticky 'charm' on anything it touches and slowly digesting it! As opposed to what we're doing, which is trying to get everyone and everything to mesh together a bit more naturally."
"Right. . .damn." Jack shook his head. "What, are they hoping to own all of entertainment eventually?"
"You never know – so I'm hoping we can at least stop 'em over here," Jeannie said, wagging a finger at him. "I don't want to get all Disneyed up, that's for sure. I only recently got back to being the me I wanna be! Can you imagine me as a Disney princess?"
Jack pictured a twin-tailed Harley in a red-and-black gown, wearing a diamond crown and holding a mallet. "Well, not the traditional sort. . ." He smirked. "The real hard part is imagining me as a Disney prince."
"Oh yeah, there's a toughie," Jeannie said, wrinkling her nose. "Maybe they'd just stick you under the old 'Touchstone' label. Worked for Nightmare Before Christmas!"
"Hey, I may be a Jack, but I'm definitely not a Skellington," Jack said, holding up his hands.
"I dunno – think you'd look good in the suit. . ."
Yeah, this is just me having fun with the fact that I was unduly amused myself when I discovered Disney was the parasite verse. XD I mean, I understand it's got its claws into a lot of stuff, and that is bad, but still. You gotta laugh sometimes. I hope it gives you SOME amusement, anyway.
And now, after catching up on other things, I need to answer what is in the inbox and then head over to the Friday Night Writing Thing. Important one tonight, considering it's my tumblr friend's birthday tomorrow. . .in four minutes as of this writing. . .yeah, better get over there. Night all!
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