kjata: supernatural (stone crumbles. wood rots.)
Have no wordcount to report right now, though I am Working On It, but the on-going projects taking up my brainpower is a MCU one-off that I'm writing on a lark and also my Fandom Trumps Hate Kylux fic. And and and an immediate follow-up to the pinch hit that isn't even public yet, ahahahahahaha sob.

(An example of how I brain: saw a headline that said "One Laser is Enough" and my offended response was "how dare you! you can never have too many lasers!" So now in the aforementioned follow-up story there's a waterlogged cyborg ranting about lasers after the MC accuses it of overkill. As you do.)


The last three days have been a total haze, I don't know what happened. It was hot out and the locusts were being assholes in the tree outside my window? I was passed out and thought I was laying on a metal bar but turns out I was causing a huge bruise on my thigh because I was sleeping on my phone? The Gnomish Overlords demanded tribute, and when I had nothing to give they struck me down into the Abyss?


Alan Wake will be 90% off from the 13th through the 15th, at which time it will cease to be sold, period. They have to renew the music licenses, and since Bowie and Depeche Mode are on the soundtrack, that'll.. probably not happen. So if you want the game, better buy it now!
kjata: batman (Default)
Holy fuck Scott Weiland died. He was the vox for the soundtrack of my youth, just like Adam Yauch was, so I'm stunned and don't really know what to do with my hands or face when I think about it. So here we go, let's stop thinking about it.


About 60% done with writing my fic for the Cap/Iron Hols Exchange. Not gonna do this exchange again, simply because Age of Ultron has pervaded the MCU, and I refuse to deal with that shit.

Yuletide is tentatively outlined. Shit god damn the MC's voice is hard to get down. Never again check a fandom for a lark, self. You will always come to regret it.

My sign-up for the Hartwin exchange is... still in a nebulous stage, because I've been so focused on my Kingsman fic for extreme big bang that my head hasn't switched over. But it'll happen before the deadline, whatever.


I'm on Steam if you want to be friends. And to illustrate the goings-ons over there, namely with a game called Fist of Jesus...

homicidal porn merchant: TO KILL LEPERS, YOU THROW FISH AT THEM
homicidal porn merchant: [SOBS]
King Bucket: BECAUSE FISH ARE THE ENEMIES OF LEPERS
homicidal porn merchant: OBVS
homicidal porn merchant: I MISSED THAT PART IN CATHOLIC SCHOOL
homicidal porn merchant: BUT OKAY
King Bucket: AHAHA

and then later--

homicidal porn merchant: KILLED BOTH JESUS AND JUDAS, DAMNIT
King Bucket: You are the worst catholic on the planet.
homicidal porn merchant: I REALLY AM

I'm also playing Bastion like whoa, cos it's so so gorgeous. I'm not quite invested in the story yet, but having fun with the battle system and the graphics and the soundtrack, shit goddamn that soundtrack, so I figure the plot will unfold eventually and make me give a crap.
kjata: super mario nerd shirt (his vanity requires no response)
grue: ugh, thinking of writing a one-off Three's Company with Cthulhu as the John Ritter character
King Bucket: You have so many irons in the fire.
grue: lmao
grue: i'll never write half of them
grue: i just have dreams of writing all these cthulhu-fusions and littering ao3 with them
King Bucket: Then you'll just have a melted mass of irons and create a True Abomination™.


...she's right, you know. i'm working on a true abomination as we speak. his name is Harvey and he's got one of those wonderful healing dicks that squash spiders and work as stepladders when you're trying to reach the high-shelf in the kitchen.


also:
grue: I HAVE TO FIND IT BY SONAR
grue: ECHOLOCATION OR SOMMAT
King Bucket: KJATABAT.
grue: [sobs terribly]
kjata: tom waits & david bowie (out of the laughter that shattered)
Rules: Using only song titles from one artist/band, cleverly answer all fifteen questions.

01. Pick Your Artist: Tom Waits

02. Are You A Male or Female: Gun Street Girl
03. Describe Yourself: Pasties And A G-String (At The Two O'Clock Club)
04. How Do You Feel: I'm Your Late Night Evening Prostitute
05. Describe Where You Currently Live: Anywhere I Lay My Head
06. If You Could Go Anywhere Where Would You Go?: Whistlin' Past The Graveyard
07. Your Favorite Form of Transportation: Clang Boom Steam
08. Your Best Friend Is: Baby Gonna Leave Me
09. You And Your Best Friends Are: Big In Japan
10. What’s The Weather Like: Cold Water
11. Favorite Time of Day: On A Foggy Night
12. If Your Life Was A TV Show, What Would The Title Be: The Piano Has Been Drinking (Not Me)
13. What Is Life To You: Don't Go Into That Barn
14. Your Relationship: Cemetery Polka
15. Your Fear: Starving In The Belly Of A Whale

I Tag: no one, I just wanted to answer smth with "Don't Go Into That Barn" cos I laugh.
kjata: batman (i'm gonna get myself)
Marvel Cinematic Universe - Steve Rogers/Tony Stark
Written for the 2014 Captain America/Iron Man Holiday Exchange
Wherein there is an interesting spore developing in Bruce's laboratory fridge, Tony has malingering protocols numbering in the triple digits, Bucky's an evil little shit, and the team tries to get drunk off of Muppets Avengers Live!

(Steve just wants to know why his counterpart is played by Big Bird.)

hosted on AO3




GUYS LOOK, I WROTE AND POSTED FIC FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE 2010. LOOKIT LOOKIT LOOKIT.
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