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WHERE DID @ratracechronicler GO
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I have no idea why I'm so curious about this, but if you assigned each of the clones (and maybe Percy, if he'd bother to participate) to create a Rube Goldberg machine, a) what would they do and b) would the resulting machine actually work?
Percy would make some overcomplicated machine that triggers if any of the clones try to escape - it would work, but C would successfully find a way to avoid tripping the mechanism
B would make one to *WARN* him if Percy is coming back to the lab. he would be too paranoid that Percy would find out about it to finish it, but it would work if he did
C would make complicated shit to undo all the locks on a delay every time Percy *leaves* the lab, this would work, but be sabotaged by A and ultimately lead to him getting caught by Percy (or B first if he's lucky)
A would only do this if Percy forced them to. he literally only does things that Help the Experiment (uhhhh... up to a point... no spoilers)
#clone story#they all have a one track mind lol BUT they would ALL choose some over complicated rube goldberg solution to their problems#even if there was an obvious answer staring them in the face x_X#like C: have u ever considered... just STEALING THE KEYS??#actually#he would make some complicated ass machine to steal the keys if he did think of that#lmfao#ratracechronicler#thx for the ask this one was fun :P
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(So, Tumblr said the URL was taken even though I can't find who's taken it, but anyway.)
I'm making this sideblog to explain. Yes, I'm Rat Race Chronicler/Jess. Last week as of today, I did delete my blog as a sort of social media equivalent of cutting off my hair: I was very stressed about things and this was one of the few things I could control.
After a few days...I kinda realized I went about it in a pretty rude way by making a temporary vague post instead of any actual goodbye and probably could've left the blog or something. I just really, really wanted to start over and get rid of my writing blog.
To clarify: yes, I will still be writing, but mostly just for myself while I'm still not popular enough to justify it as anything other than a hobby; no, this will not be a new writing blog; and no, this isn't really a condemnation of writeblr or anything like that. It just wasn't working for me with my mental health at the time. So, I'm trying something else. Something completely different and separate from everything that came before.
I hope this is a more proper goodbye, and I wish all my writing friends the best of luck.
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OC Poll Tournament Round 1 Poll 6
Propaganda below the cut:
Eddie Alfaro (she/her) @calicohyde: Eddie Alfaro, she/her. Eddie is the third person narrator of my horror WIP Curse The Messenger, about her and her sibling Fred using their clairvoyant abilities to solve a paranormal murder. Eddie has premonitions in her sleep, where she dreams from the point of view of someone else as they die. She has severe PTSD and Survivor's Guilt from this! Because of that, and because of her grief for her missing parents, she struggles with alcohol dependence.
Normally, Eddie and Fred only solve the typical kinds of Private Investigator cases - theft, infidelity, etc. They are mistrusted in their community because of their gifts, as other witches tend to think clairvoyants are mentally unstable and dangerous. In the novel, they get their first - and only - murder case when Jessica Hase, a secular (non-magical) femme fatale, brings them the very weird case of her girlfriend's death. Throughout the novel, Eddie falls in love with Jessica, starts attending an alcoholics' support group, learns to use her gift to see the positive aspects of death, and tentatively starts to repair her strained relationship with Fred. And solves the murder, of course.
Eddie is Latina, 24 years old, and a butch lesbian. She likes sporty punk fashion, cuts her own hair, and doesn't shave or wear makeup. Her favorite color is red and her favorite flavor is cinnamon.
Chess (she/her) @concealeddarkness13 (the picture for her is made by the wonderful @drabbleitout, and she is the person on the left with the prosthetics in the picture): Chess is a special character, and I hope to show how special and awesome she is! She’s extremely distrustful, but she’ll trust people who even treat her with an ounce of decency, and she’ll protect the people she cares about with her life. She’s flirty and confident, but underneath, she has an abysmal amount of self esteem and thinks she’s a monster that will never have love or friendships. She is my blorbo who has been rotating in my mind for the past two years, and I hope you can love her as well! Someone described her in one of the AUs I’ve done as oscillating “between being a poor, wet little meow meow and a fierce feral protective lioness being held back by the scruff of her neck because she is still little”. (credits to @ratracechronicler)
She did start out with a loving family, but like all good protagonists, her parents were murdered when she was 10, and she was left alone. Especially because the society she lives in ignores violent crimes and the victims of those crimes, erasing them all from society as if they never existed. So, she technically didn’t exist in society’s eyes, so she couldn’t get a job or own property or anything. The people around her helped her for a few years until she was old enough to take care of herself, and then she learned to steal.
At twenty years old, she was kidnapped and forced into prosthetics experiments that gave her fire magic that hurts her, from her prosthetic right arm and left leg now. She has a magic fire in her lungs that flares up during physical or mental stress and burns her throat and makes her cough up smoke. Aeflin, the person running the experiments, believed her to be very strong (because she snarked at Aeflin so much and didn’t let her see her pain as much as possible), so she decided to make Chess into her weapon.
She changed her name (since Chess’s original name was Ezra) to Chess, and she put her through even worse torture. Finally, Naivi, the other person running the experiments, got Chess her own team and sent her out into the world to do what the experiments were for and to get her away from Aeflin.
Chess tried to escape that, but a random person found her and took away her memories and brought her back into the enclosure, where most humans are trapped. And she realized right away that the humans inside the enclosure found she was from the experiments and hated her and hurt her and called her a monster because God forbid women do anything (just trying to survive). She learned that the only way that she could get a warm place to sleep (not an alley) was to make herself attractive to people and flirt. She liked sleeping with people, but she mostly did it to have a warm and somewhat safer place to sleep. And even then, she’d have to stay alert because her partner could wake up and try to hurt her.
That’s where she is at the start of her story! She will get a found family and someone or someones to love! She’s pansexual and polyamorous and flirty, and she loves physical touch! She just wants people to treat her decently, and if she has to, she’ll fight to protect her boundaries. And she loves punching jerks in the face with her prosthetic! And we love a woman who loves to fight, right? Thanks for reading!
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OC Kiss Week Prompt 1: Almost
Yes, I'm doing this again this year, and I will try my hardest to write all the prompts! This scene is from Iggy's perspective from the Trio Story! Well, after the ending, probably. Tagging: @ratracechronicler, @maple-writes, @pen-of-roses, @drabbleitout, and @grailfish!
Once Sabre and Mal were asleep, all of us tangled up in a pile together, I extracted myself and got started on my nightly duties. They didn’t know that I cleaned and got ready for the next day while they slept. It wasn’t like I needed to sleep anyway, and I…I had seen them both hurt and broken, and I would do anything for them to make sure they stayed comfortable and happy.
I washed the dishes and checked to make sure the pads on the corners of furniture were still in place (to protect Sabre especially from stubbing her toes). All the while, I watched the ancient movies that Mal had been able to find during our journey, so I was happy. I wanted to be helpful. I hadn’t been able to protect them before, but I could now. My machinery whirred as I thought of cuddling with Sabre and Mal, but this was more important, and they were in a state of unconsciousness such that they wouldn’t even notice me cuddling with them, so it wouldn’t matter anyway.
“Iggy?” I jumped, having not noticed someone walking up to me, and my fans had to turn on as I turned to see Mal standing there, putting on their glasses with a frown.
I stuttered, clasping my hands when my voice sounded mechanical. Sabre and Mal never seemed to mind, but I was still self-conscious of it, of how I wasn’t really human. “Was I too loud? Did I wake you?”
They shook their head, still frowning. I had done something wrong then. “I’m just a chronic insomniac, so I don’t sleep much.”
It was my turn to frown. “Have you noticed me getting up before then?”
They nodded, watching me carefully. I hadn’t been as successful as I had thought. All I had wanted to do was help.
They walked closer and took my hands. “You don’t have to clean up alone, you know. We both would be happy to help during the day.”
Oh no. I had certainly done something wrong. “I…I’m almost done.” My voice sounded way too mechanical, way too non-human. “I want to do this for you.”
Mal looked up at me, looking for something. “Wouldn’t you rather rest with us?”
That…that was what I wanted. More than anything else. “I…I…” I couldn’t lie to them. “Yes.”
They smiled and squeezed my hands. “We would like that very much too. We can work together to get ready, but at night, we’d love to cuddle with you.”
My…my throat felt tight for some reason. They…they wanted to cuddle with me? I just nodded, and Mal pulled me back to the bedroom and sat on the bed with me.
Sabre sat up, smiling sleepily. I looked over at her. “Please sleep. It’s good for your health. I’m sorry for waking you up.”
She just chuckled. “I’m just glad you’ll be cuddling with us.” Before I could express my gratitude, Mal and Sabre both leaned in and kissed my cheeks, and I lost my voice all over again.
So, instead, we just all lay back and got comfortable, with me in the middle and Mal and Sabre tucked up to my sides. I hugged them tightly, wishing I could cry so the tightness and pressure would be released. But instead, I just closed my eyes and reveled in their closeness. This felt right, how it was supposed to be more than anything else.
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Out of Context Line Tag Game
Tagged by @ratracechronicler to share an out of context line from my WIP! Here's a new favorite:
So, fine—they’d go in with no crystals, no clean pants, and no plan.
If you're interested: @incandescent-creativity @bardicbeetle @byjillianmaria
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OC In Fifteen
Tagged by @kaiusvnoir in this really neat game I haven't seen. Thank's my dude!
Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!
Doing this for Garnet
"A meeting? With computers? Talk about could have been an email."
2. "Yeah, up yours, buddy. I am king of the Pittsburgh left!"
3. "So, what's the story on the HUD vasectomy?"
4. "Hey, how good's your insurance?"
5. "You got, uh, you uh, you got a girlfriend? You got a boyfriend? You gotta they/them? Do they know how to fight –answer quickly. Asking for a friend."
6. "Lieutenant's line –you like it rough, I've got the cuffs."
7. “You’re being super brave about this, bud. I’m proud of you.”
8. "I don't even know what you're trying to say, but it sounds like your breath stinks really bad."
9. “Oh, yeah! I agree with you. In fact, that’s why they don't usually call me out to these kinda things. Because I’ve got really shitty diplomatic skills. But see, that’s Officer Beau's job, and he does it exceptionally well. But we gotta problem when someone disrespects him and doesn’t let him do his job. Because then I gotta come out here and –believe me– no one wants that."
10. "Coño!"
11. "Let's get it, Shitbox. Either way, give'em hell."
12. "I made a choice to go out there. My whole job is to make a difference. And I didn't make shit of a difference! Okay?!"
13. "Ooh, they always say that when they're guilty,"
14. “What an Orient Express clusterfuck.”
15. "What? I'm not gonna lie about it. I didn't hit him though. I never hit him. I threw him around a bit, but I didn't hit him –And I wanted to."
tagging: @sleepy-night-child, @ashen-crest, @abalonetea, @artdecosupernova-writing, @pertinax--loculos, @ratracechronicler, @concealeddarkness13 and anyone else who woud like to join. As always, please don't feel pressured or rushed!
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No Context Tag
Thanks @forthesanityofstorytellers!
Take a line from your wip and stick it in with zero context. So, here's one from Conor's POV:
His ear twitched at the name, his name, being yelled at the rotting corpse, standing as if supported by invisible strings in a sickening parody of life. It might as well have been him. The whole situation wrapped his stomach around stones he didn’t remember swallowing and burned his throat. Something heavy and icy cold filled his lungs and waves pounded in his ears.
Tagging: @concealeddarkness13 @maple-writes @mrs-mikko-rantanen @ratracechronicler But no pressure if ya'll don't wanna/don't do these
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Dead Darlings Tag
Rules: Share a part of your writing you love that got cut for the greater good. It doesn't matter if it's a line or a paragraph. It doesn't matter if you might work it back in. If it's not currently in a WIP and you want to share, please do.
Here's some unused early Blackwater dialogue featuring the crime-solving trio:
“Christ alive.” Arthur slipped out from behind the fat oak tree. “Don’t think the folk over on the far side of town heard you.”
“I’m being considerate, English! A man your age must be hard of hearing.” Sean began twirling his baton. “Honestly, I’m surprised to see you out and about so late! Thought old bastards such as yourself head to bed ’round four?”
“You’re not gonna have the privilege of gettin’ old if you don’t shut your goddamn mouth.”
“You know, being around you two is enough to put someone off of ever having children.” Albert passed by with his camera equipment tucked under one arm and a rope ladder under the other. “Next time my mother asks why I haven’t settled down yet, I’ll be placing the blame at both your feet.”
Sean flashed that cheeky grin of his. “Arthur started it.”
Found this as an open tag. Tagging @ratracechronicler, @pipdepop, @afrenchwriter, @sentanixiv, and @drabbleitout (no pressure as always!) and anyone else who'd like to do this. :)
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Writeblr Hunger Games Round 21
It's happening! Get ready for the Ultimate Chosen One Challenge!
Reminder of the Basics: Writers submit their characters as potential candidates and then I put them in the Brant Steele Hunger Games Simulator and share the results. In the meantime, the writers can write and share stories (from giant text posts to just a couple of sentences) about their characters being in the Games!
Note: characters’ canonical powers, strengths, abilities, disabilities, and weaknesses will not be taken into account by the simulator. Every outcome is random and everyone has an equal chance for victory or disaster.
How we’ll do things this time: each writer who wants to participate can submit up to three original characters, preferably ones whom they assign "Chosen One" status to for any given reason, they would like to see fight in the Arena. Please reblog this post only or else send this blog an ask/message with your characters’ information.
In your submissions, please include your characters’:
Name (what you would like to see them repeated as over and over in the simulation)
Pronouns
A little bit of background as to why they're the Chosen One (just your favorite, fated by prophecy, turns out to be a hero...)
Rather than having a standard round with deaths, we will tweak the arena events to things like "Character X and Y are forced into an obstacle course. X wins but is injured" or "Character Z faces holograms of their worst fears. They surrender and leave the Arena" until one champion is left standing!
Timeline:
Submissions begin today
Writing prompts will be posted later this week
Submissions close Friday, December 22
Initial Reaping with list of characters is posted Saturday, December 23. Please let me know if I've misspelled anything, you'd like to make adjustments, etc.
Official Reaping will be posted probably next Wednesday, December 27
The Games begin the day after that, with one in-Arena day posted per real-world day
This is likely going to be a very short round, but let me know if you'd rather it be drawn out longer--or if you have any other questions!
Tagging those who were interested: @duskforged, @pen-of-roses, @waltzshouldbewriting, @forthesanityofstorytellers, @concealeddarkness13, @maple-writes, @ratracechronicler
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Stealing a Find The Word tag by @calicohyde because i think i have a bunch of the words in The Possession of Joshua Roe : )
Game: to find the given words in my WIP(s).
Words: blue, waste, hour, power, and strange.
Blue
Josh leans back around, moving slow. It’s like watching a wind-up doll creak itself around. His blue eyes are so dark, they look almost black. “What?”
Waste
“Don’t worry, Father! There are plenty of hungry souls on this mountain that will want a bite! You won’t go to waste!”
Hour
“I don’t know. I don’t think we should use the phone again. It’s only been a little bit, anyway. Like what, an hour?”
Power
It cited the four horsemen. I don’t think it’s strong enough to hold their name, but it’s likely using their power.
Strange
Josh is standing up, table knocked over in front of him, head cocked to the side at a strange angle. He’s staring down, shoulders hunched up around his ears.
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And I'll go ahead and tag @acertainmoshke @writinginslowmotion @authorlaurawinter and @ratracechronicler: if you wanna play, your words are porcelain, wild, poke, and spectrum.
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90%...Oh, this would be excellent for your roadtrip triumvirate, please!
90% - Your character's car breaks down in the middle of nowhere. What do they do?
Oh man you are so right
Nora starts trying to identify the problem and call any relevant people right away. She only really starts to panic if there’s no cell signal to allow that.
Olufemi is kind of panicked because they don’t know anything about cars. They’re coping by trying to remember that it’s all part of God’s plan and everything will be fine.
Mal either starts walking down the freeway to try and get people to pull over and help, or does something completely impractical like take her shirt off and climb on top of the car to sit on top of it and soak up some sun.
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Hi! How's about 8?
8: watch me - the pom-poms
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Badly Summarized WIP Game
tagged by @grailfish and @concealeddarkness13 ! Thank you both!!!
Short summaries are not my strongest skill so who knows how this will go! Thankfully these are bad summaries so it's fine! There might be one or two that I haven't actually talked about much here but since it turns out I have fewer WIPs than I thought I did I added them here anyway.
I'll tag @ratracechronicler @pen-of-roses @abalonetea @somealienquill and anyone else who wants to try this!
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OC Poll Tournament Round 3 Finale!
Propaganda below the cut:
Chess (she/her) @concealeddarkness13 (the picture for her is made by the wonderful @drabbleitout, and she is the person on the left with the prosthetics in the picture): Chess is a special character, and I hope to show how special and awesome she is! She’s extremely distrustful, but she’ll trust people who even treat her with an ounce of decency, and she’ll protect the people she cares about with her life. She’s flirty and confident, but underneath, she has an abysmal amount of self esteem and thinks she’s a monster that will never have love or friendships. She is my blorbo who has been rotating in my mind for the past two years, and I hope you can love her as well! Someone described her in one of the AUs I’ve done as oscillating “between being a poor, wet little meow meow and a fierce feral protective lioness being held back by the scruff of her neck because she is still little”. (credits to @ratracechronicler)
She did start out with a loving family, but like all good protagonists, her parents were murdered when she was 10, and she was left alone. Especially because the society she lives in ignores violent crimes and the victims of those crimes, erasing them all from society as if they never existed. So, she technically didn’t exist in society’s eyes, so she couldn’t get a job or own property or anything. The people around her helped her for a few years until she was old enough to take care of herself, and then she learned to steal.
At twenty years old, she was kidnapped and forced into prosthetics experiments that gave her fire magic that hurts her, from her prosthetic right arm and left leg now. She has a magic fire in her lungs that flares up during physical or mental stress and burns her throat and makes her cough up smoke. Aeflin, the person running the experiments, believed her to be very strong (because she snarked at Aeflin so much and didn’t let her see her pain as much as possible), so she decided to make Chess into her weapon.
She changed her name (since Chess’s original name was Ezra) to Chess, and she put her through even worse torture. Finally, Naivi, the other person running the experiments, got Chess her own team and sent her out into the world to do what the experiments were for and to get her away from Aeflin.
Chess tried to escape that, but a random person found her and took away her memories and brought her back into the enclosure, where most humans are trapped. And she realized right away that the humans inside the enclosure found she was from the experiments and hated her and hurt her and called her a monster because God forbid women do anything (just trying to survive). She learned that the only way that she could get a warm place to sleep (not an alley) was to make herself attractive to people and flirt. She liked sleeping with people, but she mostly did it to have a warm and somewhat safer place to sleep. And even then, she’d have to stay alert because her partner could wake up and try to hurt her.
That’s where she is at the start of her story! She will get a found family and someone or someones to love! She’s pansexual and polyamorous and flirty, and she loves physical touch! She just wants people to treat her decently, and if she has to, she’ll fight to protect her boundaries. And she loves punching jerks in the face with her prosthetic! And we love a woman who loves to fight, right? Thanks for reading!
Crislie Crimsworth (she/her) @gailynovelry: The story of Crislie’s life is that she followed a really sad, really pretty girl out of her sleepy little village and got several new scars, a case of lycanthropy, a little bit of god-killing, and lots of trauma out of it. But she did get a girlfriend and a sick ax along the way, so it balances out! Since “sunset orange” is a mourning color in her country, she’s also a casual goth as well as a jock. If you become her friend then she will carry you around like a sack of potatoes and sometimes hand you a little carved wooden animal. I love her dearly.
Nat Finch (he/him) @albatris: I'd like to submit Nat Finch! he/him, 25 years old, brand new baby vampire. he works the night shift at dodgy petrol and convenience store Stop 'N' Go, where he falls asleep on the clock and encourages shoplifting. he's schizotypal like me and he loves cats, cooking, and his friends! he's the protagonist of my campy gory horror trilogy, though he'd rather not be!
he's short and fat with red eyes and lots of freckles. his hair is long and black, often uneven and choppy in length, because he just cuts tangles out instead of untangling them ❤
he's a sweet boy, earnest boy, awkward boy; he doesn't have many friends at the start of the story due to his paranoia, psychosis, and social anxiety, but by the end of it has a whole bunch of good friends AND a kitty he adores named Grub who purrs like a faulty tractor
in this story vampirism is a sentient entity and all connected via a hivemind known as "the Garble".... it lives in the vampires' blood and can manipulate their thoughts as well as give them heightened strength and speed, claws and fangs, and night vision when they need it. it can be useful, but mostly it's a bully and an inconvenience
at the centre of the Garble hivemind lives the very first vampire, an undead rotting corpse and the god of vampires, and a few of their close friends and confidants. all life force collected by regular vampires flows to them at the centre and grants them immortality and power. it's a sweet deal for the folks at the centre, and a terrible deal for ordinary vampires like Nat who rarely reap any real benefits from their condition, but are threatened and manipulated into participating in this system regardless
Nat's story sees him struggling to solve the mystery of how and why he was turned and trying to balance his kind, caring nature with his new violent condition... and eventually leads him to, "hey, I think I'm going to hunt down and eat the rest of vampire god"
good for him!
some other Nat Facts:
huge drama queen (will play up being sad and pathetic to get what he wants)
vampires are hardwired to seek warmth and coziness so Nat is always down to snuggle 24/7
bouncy cheery overexcited lad who will grin for weeks if you say something nice to him
vegetarian, aside from eating people, which he insists does not count
speaking of eating people, primarily preys on rich pricks and abusive bosses
is too awkward to tell his neighbours he bought them a cute knitted blanket he thought they might like for their corgi because what if that's a weird thing to do. this has been going on for three weeks
is too awkward to tell his neighbours his name is Nat, not Matt. this has been going on for three years
has a giant scary monster mode full of eyes and teeth >:3
please consider voting for my boy!
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Badly Summarized WIP Game
I was tagged by @grailfish and @calicohyde (please go check out @grailfish's poll since it's still up, here!) Basically, I'm just gonna post a poll with bad summaries of my WIPs to see which one gains the most interest! I'll try to make them as vague as possible so hopefully no one can tell which one's which, but that might be hard for some of them, lol.
I'll tag: @ratracechronicler, @maple-writes, @pen-of-roses, @forthesanityofstorytellers, @onmywaytobe, and @drabbleitout! No pressure!
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