I'm Sorry But I Have One Draft That I Never Finished But I Laugh Every Time I See It

Is she trying to make a needle or something

truly cannot state enough how much i enjoy how the characters in bg3 look like they’re Actual Adult people. i go wild about it. i’ve never been hornier. cannot empathize with the people who complain about the lines and wrinkles

Art cullagh: do you know a druid named Halsin?

My tav: why on earth do you think I, a random person you met 45 seconds ago, would know some druid that you heard about secondhand a hundred years ago when even you don’t know who or where he is

My tav: but yeah he’s my roommate

I will always hold steadfast I don't care what people in my notes say: Astarion's pickup lines are very cringy, but they are really endearing when he's listing them off fully aware that they are cringy and bad during the tiefling party. Hence why I pick the "You're sweet, and sillier than I thought." option. He's just goofing around and having fun in that moment.

He made those lines up fully aware that they were going to be used on idiots in a bar and then Petras the Bitch stole them.

Like the whole "darling, I was just thinking about you" dialogue tree is 50% him believing that you are an idiot, and 50% him not realizing that people fell for his looks and not his stupid lines at the Elfsong.

The man's definition of poetry is "The Underdark's got it's upsides for a vampire. Or, undersides? Youibdjsja you know what I mean."

The current mood

Now, planning my own post-game narrative without the structure of the game as a guide may be tricky to make complete and satisfying but, honestly, I am just so glad to be out of realm of writing Act 3 that I barely even feel it.

Act 3 is definitely my least favourite in a lot of ways, especially when it comes to trying to make a narrative out of it. There's so much going on that it just feels impossible to cover it all, so I had to resort to time skips and just covering the bits that'll be relevant later for my own sanity, but then it felt like I was glossing over things and worrying that would make everything feel all disjointed and, ugh.

And act 3 is so loud as well, I got so overstimulated all the time, there's all these people endlessly milling about everywhere and everyone's talking constantly - and those bloody magicians outside Sorcerous Sundries, oh my god, don't even get me started. That's probably why I like Act 2 so much, come to think of it. It's nice and dark and quiet out there, there's no one around but you and your friends unless you intentionally go to a population centre like Last Light. I find it very soothing for an area that was definitely intended to be horrific.

So, yeah, glad to be out of there.

Anyway, back to planning.

john carpenter’s the thing is a movie about how the hyperindividualism and lack of emotional intimacy between men (specifically men in the united states military) immediately crystallizes into distrust and alienation in crisis. how kurt russel with an absurd callsign name and the goofiest hugest cowboy hat imaginable is the Man, running the whole show and managing the crisis until he fails because when faced with having to truly understand and connect with his last remaining ally he can’t, because all he knows how to do is sit in the snow and die next to him. It is a movie about losing control over your own body in the most horrific way possible. It is a movie about cold war paranoia and fear of bloodborne pathogens. It is a movie about how dread is an incredible force and even so sometimes what you CAN see is worse than what you can imagine. It is a movie about how the scariest thing men can conceive of is something that looks exactly like a man and acts exactly like a man but yet on some fundamental level…isn’t. It is a movie, as one of my eleventh graders pointed out this week, about “playing among us in real life.” but most importantly, john carpenter’s the thing is a movie about a dogy who is my friend and wants to become me :)

I was testing things out to make sure the fight mechanics made sense, and I think Wyll is judging me

"Why didn't they just communicate?? They're so stupid!" Have you considered that communicating with someone you love and value and don't want to hurt is scary and that vulnerability takes practice and that perfect characters with perfect words make the most boring stories of all

Chapter 2 is out!!

I'm up to 10,000 words already, great start. It's gonna be so fucking long, isn't it?

And we’re off! Next story is up on AO3, and updates should come at least once every ten days as with previous (I just realised I’m working off a tenday-based schedule, this was not intentional), and I will try to post here in case of a delay.