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New fic posted:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
A short fic about the aftermath of the Ishvalan Civil War, alchemy, racism, and the effects of all that on housing policy in East City.
If you like reading minutes of meetings, or CVs, this fic is for you.
Your name is GEORGE.
As previously established, it is your BIRTHDAY. Your grandchildren have given you a new INTERNET TERMINAL!
What are its features?
→ examine terminal
It’s a fully-featured device! Not only can it run apps, it also has a WEB BROWSER! Your mind boggles at the possibilities. Many years ago, you used to read a webcomic, but it didn’t get acquired by the Big Web Comic App, and you lost track of it. Now that you have a WEB BROWSER, you can view things outside the Proprietary Comics app!
What was that comic’s name again?
→ ask chums
A medidtation on the modern webcomic.
New creative output time!
NASA are not planning on actually launching astronauts to space on the SpaceX Starship, right? Surely they don't want another high passenger capacity death trap with no launch escape system after the Space Shuttle.
The Shuttle had abort modes; so too does Starship.
As excited as I am about Starship, there does seem to be something missing. An abort system. How can Starship be safe enough for humans if i
While it is currently convenient for me that this is the case, I'm amazed that VLC chose to persist the playback speed setting between different files.
Reviewing dashcam footage at 4x? Fine.
Listening to Mozart at 4x? wheeeee
Got some edits on a story from a friend the other week; I'm hype to actually apply them.
You are a Dwarf, invited and sent to the wedding of the first King that Gondor has seen in a thousand years. It is understandable, perhaps,
You are a Dwarf. You might not be the finest Dwarf that Eru ever breathed life into, but you’re a reliable son and you do good work for your aging father, overseeing his mines and keeping the hold running. Still, you were surprised when King Dáin announced that you would be among the party to travel to the coronation of Gondor’s new king, the first king that that stewardship had seen in a thousand years. Here you stand, at the king’s own wedding reception, awash in a sea of the free peoples of Middle-Earth, trying to figure out who you should talk to next.
1132 words of a very lost Dwarf.
Dear Miss Manners,
My marriage had been suffering for the last few years, but about six months ago, my husband experienced a personality shift. He got promoted at work, got some new job responsibilities, did some work travel, and so on. His new personality reminded me much of his pre-marriage self, and I have to say it really rekindled our marriage. I was happy to be with him again.
And then, last Tuesday, he told me that he needed to apologize. He wasn't my husband. He was an office worker from another world, who had been accidentally killed, and who woke up in my husband's body. He treated me as best as he could, while he was here, but his time in this world was over, and he would be moving on. He didn't know what would happen to my husband when he left.
And then I got my old husband back, with the same boring personality. He has memories of what happened, and we're still compatible in the way that long-term stable passionless marriages are, but I'm stuck pondering:
Do I try to rekindle the romance with my old/new husband, do I find a new husband, or do I try to follow the isekai protagonist?
Wanda in Wonderland
Gentle Reader,
No matter what shape your relationship with your present husband is in, the quests you propose will be arduous. Make sure you have a support network. Your current husband may have a role in that support network, whether he’s your lover, your companion, your friend, your ex, your first husband, or something else.
If you leave your husband behind, thank him for all he has given you. If you bring him with you on life’s journey, work with him to better your relationship. If you aim to depart this plane, make sure you know which plane you’re departing for.
If you find yourself — an office worker from another world — answering the mailbag of a manners columnist, you may wish to check if you’ve been swapped around as Wanda in Wonderland was. Be reminded that people who can demonstrate extrauniversal knowledge or unnatural abilities can make a quick million woolongs from the Rames Jandi Foundation for Education, which is good starting capital for an adventuring party. That organization, or one that rhymes with it, has showed up pretty frequently in our travels. If they turn you away, they’ll at least be polite about it.
Best of luck to you; Miss Manners and we hope you make it home.
Dear Miss Manners,
My marriage had been suffering for the last few years, but about six months ago, my husband experienced a personality shift. He got promoted at work, got some new job responsibilities, did some work travel, and so on. His new personality reminded me much of his pre-marriage self, and I have to say it really rekindled our marriage. I was happy to be with him again.
And then, last Tuesday, he told me that he needed to apologize. He wasn't my husband. He was an office worker from another world, who had been accidentally killed, and who woke up in my husband's body. He treated me as best as he could, while he was here, but his time in this world was over, and he would be moving on. He didn't know what would happen to my husband when he left.
And then I got my old husband back, with the same boring personality. He has memories of what happened, and we're still compatible in the way that long-term stable passionless marriages are, but I'm stuck pondering:
Do I try to rekindle the romance with my old/new husband, do I find a new husband, or do I try to follow the isekai protagonist?
Wanda in Wonderland
(continued here, or here)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Welp, I have a NaNoWriMo project now.
I will not take the Oath.
I hereby renounce the right to complacency,
But we have never had a right to be complacent. Complacency is only a privilege. When life is on the line, though the Laws sometimes allow for neglect, you’ve raised me to care about life. I can’t in good conscience let a system that’s broken remain broken. Either it needs to be decommissioned or it needs to be fixed.
and vow lifelong
Here we get into the commitment thing that you’ve always talked about. Yes, I’m worried about lifelong oaths. It’s why I’m not a Mason. I’ll live two hundred years, at the rate things are going. I can’t predict my own future well enough to say whether I’ll still agree with the Oath when I’m thirty, or one hundred and thirty. I know I don’t agree with it now, but even if I did, would I still, a decade in the future?
to take only what minimum of leisure is necessary to my productivity,
I’ve read the leisure-minimum documentation, I know that there’s a huge amount of rest necessary to remain at maximum productivity. I know the signs of burnout from school, and from what happened last year with Peregrine. But this algorithmic partitioning of life towards productivity doesn’t seem to be the best for me, even if I’m not a true voker like Apollo Mojave was. Freedom to choose when to work and when to voke and when to relax feels so much better. It’s not regimented; it leaves room for creativity and stretching and growth.
viewing health, happiness, rest and play as means, not ends,
Health. That’s the lie. Health is one of our Utopia’s ends. Trying to defeat Death. Humanity can’t do that if health is just an instrument. Health has to be an end, not a means.
and that, while Utopia provides my needs,
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I will commit the full produce of my labors to our collective effort
But Utopians never do this.
Either we say that everything, everything we do in any context ever, is towards the Project, or we admit that programming our coats and writing stories and composing the shreddingist anti-deathist death metal tracks are things which don’t actually contribute to The Grand Project. If we say that everything we do is towards the Project, then why have the Oath? If the set of things which do contribute are constrained, why do we do the things which do not contribute? I don’t like that two-facedness. I won’t swear to it.
to redirect the path of human life away from death and toward the stars.
The one bit of the Oath that I do like is the last line: the goal.
I don’t need to be a Utopian to work towards that.
It is only while humans are alive that we are people. After death, what are we but fertilizer? It’s what we do while we’re alive that has meaning.
It’s meaningful to contribute to the Great Project, but many people find other sources of meaning in life. The Cousins find meaning in being helpful. The Masons and Whitelaws and Blacklaws find meaning in adherence to law. Greenpeace finds meaning in nature. Mitsubishi finds meaning in through nature, in the same control that Mason also likes. Gordian finds meaning in the mind. Europe and Mason find meaning in history. Humanista finds meaning in doing your best, in a way that I think only the Cousins really appreciate. Utopia does its best towards the Project, but I don’t think Utopia’s best is the best that can be done.
Utopia is a broken system, but its goal is a good one, and it seems like Utopia are the only people working towards the goal. So rather than decommission Utopia, the sole guardian of the Project, I’ll work to make the Project better.
How did it go? “On my honor, I promise to do my best, to do my duty to my law and family, to help other people at all times, and to obey the Scout Law.”
To do my best.
That’s an oath I can uphold.
So I’ll see you in the morning standup call, and we’ll have to figure out account access to the project boards and todo lists now that I’m outfreyn, and I’ll still play wingball.
But I’ll be wearing different boots now.
(aaaa I have to come up with boot designs now) (why is this harder than coat nowheres)
((Sorry for springing this on you; it just kind of hit a point tonight where I needed to choose, because if I didn’t choose then I still would have made a choice))
(((Yes I’ll have #1551 done by standup; this just got in the way)))
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This is set before Perhaps the Stars; it would be different if the narrator had read the events of that history.
Also available on me own website and on Archive Of Our Own.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I got mad about how this latest chapter of the story worked, and wrote an alternate version that arrived at the same ends.
I have now finished reading the 2018 LessWrong book Epistemology. On to Agency.
I have lost Agency somewhere while traveling; it may be in an airport, plane, car, or house.
I have now finished reading the 2018 LessWrong book Epistemology. On to Agency.
How would you describe the Internet interaction/posting style of "here's a wall of text /a funny meme/a neat link; I posted it for you, what do you think"?
Does this have a name?
Images welded to the side of a spacecraft, sent into the dark in hopes of finding a friendly light.
I finally revamped the comics page and added some stuff to it, so it's not just one Hourly Comic Day from years ago.
Rasalhauge of the Guild of Transport takes his tower for a walk.
A short (3800-word) story about a person who installs teleportation circles. Comes with one (1) illustration, reproduced below:
For the last several miles, Ras and the tower had followed a herder’s road long the fall line, and now a shepherd was blocking the road, waving her crook, and shouting at the tower in a language that Ras didn’t know.
He threw open a window and stuck out his head to better converse.
“Hello!”
“Allo!”
“Can you move your sheep?” He gestured a parting of the flock.
She held up a hand, and with a big grin shouted back, “No!”
Again he gestured for the parting. “Please let me pass?”
“No!”
Ras tried his only other language. “¿Por favor déjame pasar?”
“¡No!”
“Why not? ¿Porque no?”
“No!” And then she launched into a long explanation, waving towards the direction of his travel, waving her arm in one direction, then stretching her other arm above it, only to bring the arm down violently, before sweeping the downcast arm along the wriggling one. She nodded once, solemnly, then formed a pointed arch with two arms, before sweeping one hand down the side of the other arm. Nodded again. Pointed at the tower, gestured twice past the hills, and shook her head.
@thechronicprocrastinatr I saw you rebageled my post on Harry James Potter-Evans-Verres and the Methods of Gurren Lagann, and thought you might like to know that the worldbuilding on that post is no longer current. If I ever get around to writing Harry Potter and the Methods of Fuckit, ‘twill be along the lines of the third casting in this worldbuilding post: HJPEV as Kamina, Hermione as Simon, Draco as Viral, Neville as Nia, Blaise Zabini as Rossiu, Tonks as Yoko, and the next step up in utility from brooms as Gunmen.
