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 THEMhomicidal porn merchant:
BECAUSE FISH ARE THE ENEMIES OF LEPERShomicidal porn merchant:
OBVShomicidal porn merchant:
I MISSED THAT PART IN CATHOLIC SCHOOLhomicidal porn merchant:
BUT OKAYKing Bucket:
and then later--homicidal porn merchant:
KILLED BOTH JESUS AND JUDAS, DAMNITKing 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.