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In honor of Steve Rogers' birthday, I bring you a Marvel Noir Steve/Tony Sentinel/Guide AU. I know you have always wanted this.

Tony Stark and the Sentinel of Liberty: A Marvels Adventure (28096 words) by Sineala
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Marvel (Comics), Marvel Noir
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark
Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Nick Fury, Gialetta Nefaria, Incacha
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Sentinels & Guides, Sentinel/Guide Bonding, Pre-Serum Steve Rogers, Post-Serum Steve Rogers, Project Rebirth, Dragons, Makluan Rings, Action/Adventure, Angst, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Cuddling & Snuggling, Steve Tony Appreciation Celebration Day
Summary: When Project Rebirth fails, leaving the super-soldier serum inert in his veins, Steve Rogers is forced to bid goodbye to his dream of defending his country -- at least, in the way he'd always envisioned it. But his prospects in that regard aren't entirely bleak: he takes a job as chronicler for Tony Stark, the former Marvels adventurer who now serves his country in his typical unorthodox style, hunting down mystical relics before the Nazis can find them. At Tony's side in the jungles of Peru, Steve discovers that the serum works after all -- but it works in ways he could never have imagined.

(Maybe this was a bit much to write in about a week. I may have gotten a little carried away. But, whatever, it was fun. I've never written action/adventure like this before. There are dragons. And cuddling. Here's hoping my exchange recipient actually likes it.)

Game of the Week: Fluxx

Jul. 3rd, 2015 03:50 pm
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Fluxx at Board Game Geek

Fluxx is a card game of changing rules for two or more players. One of the fun things about Fluxx is that new players can join the game at any time. The game starts with each person being dealt three cards. One player then goes first. The basic rule is "Draw 1 card, play 1 card". In Fluxx version 3.0 (the version I own), there are four types of cards: (1) Keepers; (2) New Rule; (3) Action; and (4) Goals. Keepers are played face-up in front of you. New Rule cards are played in the center of the table. New Rules take effect immediately; for example, if a New Rule says you can only have 1 card in your hand, everybody must immediately discard cards until they have 1 card remaining. There can be multiple New Rules in play at a time, but if a New Rule contradicts an older rule, the older rule is discarded.

Action cards are followed as written when played. An example would be "Draw 2 cards and use 'em" in which you draw two cards and play them in the order you choose.

Goal cards describe the current goal of the game. One of my favorite goals is "The person who has both the Milk and Cookies Keeper cards is the winner."

Play continues, with each person playing a Keeper, New Rule, Action, or GOal card until the current goal is met.

Fluxx was featured on an episode of **Tabletop**, Wil Wheaton's board game webseries. You can watch it here:

New icon

Jul. 3rd, 2015 06:32 am
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Came up with a better design for the icon for multiplicity posts. (See icon.) The following is what each symbol/set of symbols corresponds to...


[my life in lists]

Jul. 3rd, 2015 10:55 am
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todo )

tada )

ID says F

Jul. 3rd, 2015 02:22 am
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Yesterday (Thursday) at 8 AM I went to the DMV with everything I needed and got my new ID card. Included my gender marker change form, and now I have an F for my gender marker! YAY!

Now to look into changing my name to Tempest Alexandria Arts.
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Called [personal profile] norabombay this morning; she was driving through some spotty coverage areas and it was difficult to hear her cunning fic plans involving a Sherlock + Vanyel the Last Herald-Mage crossover.

The work QUILTBAG club has started up meetings again. The guy who was doing most of the organizing got super busy, yadda yadda, and I think this is the first time I've been able to make a meeting in over a year (and mostly because of lack of meetings). It was lunch and mimosas (bring your own lunch) in the milkshake bunker. I arrived a bit late and slid in at the end of the table. A little later a few other people showed up, making about a dozen of us, and two non-dudes.

We toasted around the table. My friend the usual organizer is nervous of champagne bottles, and somewhere along the line I seem to have become decent at popping the cork with only a little bang and a breath of vapor, given a nice sturdy table to put the thing on. I opened the bottle of strawberry syrup, which made some interesting variations on mimosa.

We talked about where we'd been when we heard about the decision. I'd been at Open Source Bridge, of course, and I'd woken up around 7:30 and I saw the news on Twitter, and I was delighted. [personal profile] kareila came in and told me there was good news. We squeed about it for a bit. That, of course, was the morning after Thursday night; on Thursday night after the code push, some of us had wound up in [personal profile] kaberett and [personal profile] me_and and [personal profile] woggy's hotel room talking until about two-ish, and I'd been up until about three-ish. So after chatting with [personal profile] kareila for a bit, I went promptly back to sleep.

I was not tight as an owl when I traipsed back down the hill, but I was a tad giggly.

I promptly found myself in the middle of the wrap-up meeting for the conference. I have proposed that the search for external speakers commence basically immediately, since that part takes the longest and caused quite a bit of angst last time around.

Readers, if you ever ask a group of which I am a member a question shaped like "What's the minimum amount of work I have to do in order to make my software 508 compliant? Asking for a friend!" -- please do not be surprised if you find yourself in receipt of a broadside from the Accessibility Cannon that begins something like "THE FUCK YOU SAY. HOW ABOUT YOU STOP TRYING TO DO THE MINIMUM AMOUNT OF WORK NECESSARY TO COMPLY WITH THE LETTER OF THE LAW AND START THINKING ABOUT 'HEY IF I'M A USER WITH THESE CONSTRAINTS, CAN I USE THE FUCKING SOFTWARE?' P.S. THINKING ABOUT IT AS IMAGES WILL DOOM YOU TO FAILURE, THINK ABOUT IT AS INFORMATION THAT THE USER CAN CONSUME IN A FORMAT OF THEIR CHOICE. ENJOY THE USER EXPERIENCE OFFICE HOURS." As it happens, I got a (public and somewhat defensive) response that they were doing things right really, it's just that they were in review phase and they wanted to know what to expect/brace for, and then I got a (directly to me, from someone else) response dancing around the concept that maybe I could be less of a blistering asshole about it up front.

I topped that off by running into someone who thought that the slide-video based training system was the equivalent of documentation, and wrote "$TRAININGVIDEOSYSTEM is not a substitute for documentation" several times on not!Facebook, with a few points which documentation has that $TRAININGVIDEOSYSTEM doesn't:
* Does not require registration
* Does not require completing a course
* Renders on a maximum number of browsers, ideally in plain ol' HTML
* Explains how to do various tasks without starting at 101 each time
* Doesn't require a title card, theme music, or (necessarily) images

At which point I paused, contemplated life for a bit, and then opened up the Aleve jar on the grounds that I was about to have cramps from hell, because clearly my period was about to hit. (And it did.)

Purple skived off early for the weekend when a friend of his wanted to do something. I didn't stay too late, and wound up back on the correct side of the Bay before Costco closed. I chatted with Nora again, who had made it home safely.

I have had various things from Abney Park in my head all day, because yesterday I introduced them to Mr. Sub-tle and the Dean. I have a long game in mind.

Winter is here

Jul. 3rd, 2015 05:25 pm
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Basic state of me, since I haven't done one of these in a while, cribbed from an email, because, well, I'd written it and it was fine for here, too. :)

I got a cold, then we went away for a week, and then I caught ANOTHER COLD right as I was getting over the first one, so I've spend a total of about three weeks plague-ridden by this point. I'm only just starting to feel human again. I actually did dishes and washing today, so, yay me.

Weather right now is gloriously sunny and really quite cold, especially at night. Last night it got to at least -5C, with Orange (another place nearby and slightly higher altitude) hitting -7C. I know that's not that cold for Chicago, but it's definitely cold enough for me. I could feel the bite when I was hanging the washing out earlier - I can always tell when it's cold enough to snow in Orange. All the condiments in our kitchen have gone strange, as they do when we're in winter. The olive oil is solid in the bottle and won't move even when I shake it upside down. My dishwashing liquid was transparent and has gone completely opaque, like conditioner. The mice have stolen my steel wool AGAIN. (Bastards! No, really, second one they've taken in a month.) My kitchen-cat (too old to bother catching the thieving mice) hasn't shifted from the nest of blankets on the kitchen chair in days, apart from to eat. We bought two fleecy synthetic blankets, and she just cuddled right in, with even her face smooshed in. (I poke her now and again to make sure she's still breathing. She glares at me then buries her face again.)

I may make muesli tomorrow, if Emma doesn't get around to experimenting with some other muesli-ish recipe she's found and wants to try. I made vegetable and chorizo soup yesterday, and we're having something with butternut pumpkin in it for dinner today, maybe pasta, IDK. Otherwise, I am reading fic, knitting a pair of gloves for Brother1 and eating tangelos, because they are divine, only a limited season, and heaven knows I need the vitamin c right now (see:plague). At least we got our flu shot this year.

Revisiting the RTE

Jul. 2nd, 2015 04:37 pm
[personal profile] jazzyjj

Hi folks. I think the title is pretty self-explanatory. I just realized that I was using the RTE on here incorrectly. Not sure why I just realized that now, but there you go. So I hope this works out. I am going to copy and paste this entry from TextEdit, and see what happens.

[community profile] trope_bingo card

Jul. 2nd, 2015 02:20 pm
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post-tags: instagram, crosspost Early blueberries. Still a bit tart, but the birds are snagging them before we can. #latergram
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Today was another day of catching up. It started out not entirely well-omened, with the shadows of distressing dreams, and too hot, to the point that wearing one of the normal thickness cardigans was making me panic at the thought of overheating, badly enough that I wouldn't be able to leave. So I dug through the laundry until I found the thin soft black cardigan, the previously maligned one with the "drop pockets" which drop things out of them reliably. (Bare arms wouldn't have done either: sun, and I have some body-shyness with my upper arms. Though I'm becoming okay with going bare-armed around my team, indoors, out of the sun.)

The rest of Purple's crew had been delayed, so it was just us outside at one of the little umbrella tables for four that we usually cram with at least six, sometimes up to ten.

We'd run into R on our way out; she'd regaled us with tales of horror and woe. She's going to Colorado for a couple weeks to spend time with her ailing mother.

"No meetings this afternoon?" she'd asked Purple, indicating the onions on his tacos. That hadn't really been a consideration for him.

An irreverent onion-related poll )

One of the guys had been trying to poll for dinner soonish, and hoped to get some of the things hashed out over a milkshake. So we went up to the milkshake bunker.

This guy, the new guy, is one of the guys in that notable corner office with the mommy and daddy bananas, the minion, and ET. The office also has 7 of 9, and enough booze to intoxicate an entire Borg cube.

There are plans to renovate the milkshake bunker and add a genius bar. The locals are dubious. I inquired, and got back reassurances that the milkshake bunker will still be good for milkshakes during most of the swapping around, the genius bar is going into the now former catering office, and the catering office is moving into the nearby conference room (I think). They're swapping furniture around as well. We shall see.

There was various hilarity, including wireless networking problems, UK and Australia vs. US electrical woes, a new face comparison for the Australia plugs that is not horrible and is in fact the Scary Movie mask, and accidental desk hockey. Purple and Mr. Zune had been playing with their ice cream cups, and skidding them across the table a bit. Mr. Zune accidentally flung his across the table between Purple's arms. This was declared a goal, despite Purple declaring that he wasn't playing hockey. Then Purple licked his spoon, wiped it off on his pants, and began brushing at the table with it, declaring that he was curling.

I spent a good amount of last week laughing. Today's milkshake walk filled this week's laughter quota.

Shortly thereafter, the Dean showed up. He very nearly threw himself onto the table and slid down it, which would have been exactly perfect. I promptly lost the words that I was looking for to communicate that we needed to set up plans for the ... the ... I gestured a rolling ball, a hat, a whip. The thirteen-year-olds I was with interpreted it all as BDSM. Thanks, thirteen-year-olds. After the Dean headed off, I found words again. "INDIANA JONES." The "You perverts." was unspoken. <3

The guy from the office of the suspiciously gendered bananas has an implanted medical device, and therefore needs to avoid hobbies like arc welding, making tesla coils, and being in the vicinity of that former Hitachi magic wand of mine that interfered with that keyboard. We never did get the dinner plans nailed down.

The attempt to get my entire team on versions of Adobe Creative Suite from the century of the fruitbat continues. Still.

Rocky's father-in-law died last week. The Stage Manager sent a fruit basket, which will do a large part to help Rocky's wife survive the memorial, as her mother does not really keep fruit around and she basically lives on it. I expressed my condolences, and he talked about things.

The weather changed, enough that it could be felt inside. I felt much better, although still sticky.

In advance of the latest round of helldesk software improvements, I tried to order my thoughts onto a wiki page. It took me about fifteen bullet points before the lack of horizontal scrollbars (when content would otherwise get cut off by a narrow aperture) caused me to emit grawlix and promise to publicly embarrass myself and everyone else if it happened one more time. I shared this wiki page with main-channel of internal IRC, and that was when the usually patient guy on a friend's team (who has been watching this whole thing unfold and getting steadily less patient) apparently first got his hands on my wiki page of sortable grousing. I could see him going point by point down the list of tickets and getting steadily more frothy.

There was, at one point, a survey sent around. He expressed disappointment at not getting to see the output of said survey. "Oh, they posted it," I said. "It was a real $NAME special." Then I linked to the not!Facebook post about same, commenting that this was the one where Purple had re-balanced the survey, and everything no longer came up Milhouse.

Dude was not pleased with our now-ex C-level SaaSmonger. To the point where I started explaining the gospel of the Unimportant Fire. And the usual accompaniment of same, the importance of conserving one's water for the important fires. At which point some of the usual suspects started talking about mulch, and that if a certain ex-exec did not care for mulch on his head, well, he could file a ticket.

On that cheery and salubrious note, Purple emerged from the depths of his cave and swooped me off into the parking lot. We chatted about various things, including various people we had known who did not come to particularly great ends. Cheery topic. Also lunch plans for tomorrow -- the QUILTBAGPIPE group is meeting for lunch (bring your own lunch) in the milkshake bunker, and while Mr. Sub-tle couldn't be there himself, he did authorize the organizing principle to expense the champagne for the mimosas. All of which is to say that while Purple is getting lunch, I was going to be waltzing back down, tight as an owl.

"What does that even mean? I grew up in Ohio! I'm familiar with owls!"

Purple had never heard that phrase before. It is an old one, but not apparently super well known.

So that was Wednesday.
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post-tags: instagram, crosspost Flavors at @jplicks for July include sriracha flavors like peanut butter chili, which pairs well with brownie batter :)

Wednesday Reading Meme

Jul. 1st, 2015 09:16 pm
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What I Just Finished Reading

Naomi Novik, Uprooted: The reviews of this had been really really positive and I was really excited to read it, and I did, and... well. It's very engagingly written -- I mean, on that level it's a fun read -- but I feel like absolutely nothing surprising happens in this and I kept waiting for it to do something different and then it just didn't.

Sam Maggs, The Fangirl's Guide to the Galaxy: Well, it's not like it had anything I didn't know, but it's very sweet and earnest; I'd recommend it for any teen geek girls of your acquaintance. And even then they'll probably know most of what's in here if they've been in fandom long enough.

What I'm Reading Now

Comics Wednesday!

Generally good except for Secret Wars Journal, which I am very sorry I read )

What I'm Reading Next

Not sure yet. Books.

Important notices!

Jul. 1st, 2015 05:35 pm
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I did remix this year, thus fulfilling a long-held ambition to be the kind of person who can do remix! And as a reward I got a marvelous remix of my story One Warm Line - that one was about how Ray Kowalski from Due South came to Winter; the remix tells Benton Fraser's version of the story. The original was a Dresden Files crossover that brought in that fandom's Winter magic, but the remix (mostly) sticks to Due South sorts of magic, so if you avoided the original just because of the Dresden Files part you should read the remix.

You should also read the remix if you like Due South at all. ^_^

A Land So Wild and Savage (Love Ballad Remix) (1465 words) by Anonymous
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: due South, The Dresden Files - Jim Butcher
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski
Characters: Benton Fraser

Many years later, Ray would meet the Winter Lady and tell how he fell in love with Winter. This is the story of how Ben Fraser loved her first.


So on Friday I leave for Iceland to visit my sister (And hopefully also some puffins.) It will be my first time outside the US so I hope I survive! I have no idea what sort of internet access I will have while there, or what sort of time/energy I will have to be online as opposed to doing more exciting stuff, but it will be smartphone wifi only either way, so probably not much. Until then I have thirty-six trip-prep todos to tick off in habitrpg...

Before I go, though:

-If anybody wants a postcard from Hella, Iceland, they should PM me their address in the next 48 hours (yes, even if I theoretically already have it, I am terrible at saving those things). It is not guaranteed that I will manage to send them but I will try.

-Somebody should rec me a couple of solid tropey a-t-g longfics I can put on my phone just in case I start jonesing for fic and can't get online.

Four Job Fiesta, day 4

Jul. 1st, 2015 01:36 pm
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When last we left, I had just finished World 1. I changed Galuf to Samurai as soon as I had control of him. He had no problem in Exdeath's basement, and beat Gilgamesh with just one hit!

Lost Galuf and Faris to Gilgamesh(2) but won on the first try.

Tyrannosaur almost killed me. I was left with just Galuf standing. He used a phoenix down on Bartz, my Berserker, who killed it.

The Killer Bow one-shot Dragon Pod! I was surprised, and happy. I hate that fight.

The fight with Golem went quick. I was level 24.

Beat Gilgamesh and Enkidu on the first try, level 26.

Now for the Barrier Tower. I bought 99 eye drops as the Neons there like to cast Flash. I fear I don't have enough phoenix downs for the fight with Atomos, though. The plan is to farm four Reflect Rings, then use the gil I earned while farming to load up on phoenix downs. Atomos is my least favorite boss, so I'm not looking forward to this fight. The good thing is that my party hits hard, which should help a lot.
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Most people don't know that I had not 1, but 2 successful kidney transplants. At least I don't think many people knew that. But if you already did know that, you know it again! Most people don't know that I used to be scared to death of my first elementary school's fire alarm. Most people don't know that my next-door neighbors just had a baby girl. I think lots of people knew it though.


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