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Discussion in 'Your Bijou Blogette' started by TheOwlet, Oct 14, 2017.

  1. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    Note to self: groceries (including stuff to make cherry choc muffins with), post office depending on how alive i feel, otherwise postoffice on tuesday morn
     
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  2. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    Additional notes: nice hot bath!

    Weekend plans: cooking (chicken liver tortillas), baking (cherry choc muffins), recipe folder thinngy, some writing, if brain willing (Gareen, evtl some shepreaper? I think i got a starting point nailed)
     
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  3. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    Lab! Again! 13h now! I want fucking rest!!
     
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  4. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    People who go to the ER at 11pm for thd thing thdy've had symptoms for for four days already are the same people who walk into a store 5 minutes before closing
     
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  5. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    And the lab's noisy, all machines going at UT clocks in near 70db. For 13h. While having to think. It's a fucking lot and i am tired.
     
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  6. Emma

    Emma Your resident resident

    These people are the bane of my existence -.-
     
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  7. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    okay. so. The first page-ish of Shepreaper fic, because people seemed interested [ @vuatson ]

    I usually don't like posting unfinished stuff but this is a pretty different approach to writing for me, so like, input welcome.

    It had been easy, at the start, not to think about it. There was so much to be done. The relays had to be repaired, rubble cleared, cities reconstructed, countless worlds had been razed, their inhabitants taken…


    She put them back, where possible. Processing capacity had always been limited - she knew the numbers, charts of efficiency and throughput spiraling out of the back of her mind - so there were...those taken but not dead. Held in suspension. She placed them back on their homes where she could trace them back, hundreds of ship trajectories and millions of individuals to be deposited as near to their homes as possible.

    But it wasn’t always possible. Many were taken apart already, dissolved in tanks, stored...stored. She kept it in storage. She’d think of it later. Eventually. Not now.


    Now was for taking care of those still alive, and if the ghosts of alien lullabies were dancing into her mind and crept through the long halls of her bodies, nobody but her would hear them. They were mostly empty now, husks and harvesters deployed on planets to help reconstruct what her own hands were too clumsy to handle. They were almost her hands anyways.


    It had been overwhelming at the start, standing on Palaven on strangely bent legs, digging the rubble out while in orbit over Earth while gathering herself on Decunna while sending the last of her into Krogan fire. A million data streams ran through her, pieces of herself snuffed, stood, worked, talked to her - nobody else, only her, only ever her - feedback so fast that at first she had scattered herself across the galaxy in the tide. Had pulled it all back into a core fragile like spun glass.

    But there was work to be done. So she had harnessed the data, culled what she didn’t need, dispersed again one body at a time. The first had been to the Sol system, unable to resist the useless pull of ‘Home’.

    It had been shot down. She hadn’t fought back, merely taken care that the wreckage wouldn’t hit anything else. Her corpse had come down over Venus, and the last thing she’d known of it had been pressure, and heat, and acid eating at the metal skin and through vents deeper into her body. Then the data feed had gone still.


    She had sent another body, more carefully this time, sticking close to the relay and making no move toward any ships. Waited, patiently. She had time, so much, so long - recoiled from the thought. The only time that mattered was now. She could help. Would help. It was her fault it had happened at all, so she had to fix it. In slow increments, first on worlds that were all but empty, out in space.


    That too, had been overwhelming at first, to feel the cold of it on her skin, all her bodies surrounded by it, the strain of vacuum that tugged on her, wanted to pry her open. Too close too familiar, memories of fire and gasping for breath she didn’t need anymore but needed then, suffocating, too quick and too slow at the same time, limbs heavy, lungs burning, the ship burning, the Normandy-


    She tried not to think of it. There was work to be done. It wasn’t relevant anymore.
     
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  8. vuatson

    vuatson [delurks]

    HELL YEAH HELL YEAH HELL YEAH

    i’m gonna have to hit up the wiki for plot spoilers or watch a playthrough or something, aren’t i. this preview is delightful enough, i can only imagine how much i would enjoy it if i had any idea what the fuck was going on
     
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  9. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    Yeah absolutely. wiki is gonna be faster, because the playthroughs can be seriously lengthy, and due to playchoice it's hard to find a really matching one? (this one is based on femshep, very paragon, saved quarians, geth, rachi, cured genophage, romanced liara in me1 and garrus in me2 and 3, came out of the suicide run without any casulaties). There are some...alterations to plot along the 'the writers have made a stupid decision and i elect to ignore that decision' lines of fanfic, mostly based on my other mass effect fics, but they'll only be passingly relevant to this, really.
     
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  10. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    lunch today/tomorrow:

    tortillas filled with: chicken liver (panfried with onions), sour cream, sping onions, chili beans, tomato, avocado

    I'm very pleased with the flavour combo I got, actually. and hopefully it's gonna make my body shut up about red meat and iron
     
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  11. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    [​IMG]
    LOQ MADE ME A MATT

    LOOK AT MY TRASHFIRE BOY

    (yes based on Ezra Miller, who has been my faceclaim for him since forever. Matt looks younger but...this is...very very close...)
     
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  12. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    This is a callout post for Siemens health people: your applications specialist is a blight upon Labs, arriving 2h late, rushing off, and Spending another intermitted hour on the fucking phone while we try to setup, calibrate, and do comparitive measurments.

    Also considering she bounced us the first time around, she was rude as absolute FUCK.
     
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  13. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    Also today started by getting stabbed in the boob by bra underwire, which frankly was an omen
     
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  14. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    A quick ranking of suppliers to our lab, rated best to worst:

    Roche
    Chephaid
    Axonlab/Beckman-Coulter (fixed their delivery problem)
    ....
    ......
    ....
    Siemens
     
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  15. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    It's 3:45am and i have slept like half an hour maybe

    Tonight is a bad Combo of 'my brain is a dick', badly timed patients, and someone on the same hallway snoring like there's olympic gold to be won for it. I am so tired.
     
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  16. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    On the plus side, i think brain dickery has settled? Why Are Brains.
     
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  17. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    It is 6am. Next Patient. I had 1.5h of sleep, i desire death.
     
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  18. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    Breakfast is HAP

    At least other coworker also brought cake, so i'm having muffin and raspberry cheesecake. Bloossugar gon be up in a minute
     
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  19. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

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  20. TheOwlet

    TheOwlet A feathered pillow filled with salt and science

    Strong Matt Vibes

     
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