Category: Connections
It’s Plug Starshift Crisis Day!
Now I feel like I have to follow that title with a Girlsareprettyesque story about how your family life is weird and conclusions are disappointing.
Read Starshift Crisis! Seriously, why aren’t you reading it? You have the choice to read Kristofer Straub’s punchlines on a daily basis and you’re not! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!
My guest strip is up at Checkerboard Nightmare!
YAAAAAY!
Wheeler came to visit us. It was fun! We played a whole lot of video games and some board games and ate high-quality vegetarian foodstuffs. He stayed with Lisa and Scott three nights and me and Maria for two, and did not hold me responsible for making him trudge all over Bardstown Road in the heat. Wheeler is, to quote Sumana, a good houseguest and a friend.
Lisa, Wheeler and I constitute three fifths of our weekly instant-messenger-based Nobilis game. Normally we play from our disparate locations in Louisville, Louisville, New Mexico, Georgia and Connecticut; this time the aforementioned three of us were all in my apartment at different computers, which was a neat if odd kind of synthesis. It’s easier to Laugh Out Loud at a joke when there are other people doing the same within earshot.
Crystal’s Adventures is pretty amazing. She’s in Asia on a grant this summer (she’s in grad school at Tulane, although I don’t know her degree program); in May she wrote for an adolescent health website in Bangkok, after which she and two friends traveled overland through Laos to Hanoi, where she’s working on a sustainable community development grant proposal.
This sounded a little scary and exciting to me, as somebody whose only knowledge of Laos and Hanoi comes from old Doonesbury comics. Crystal’s account–which is well-written, clear and reasonable–makes it evident that this is a batshit loonball psycho death trip. Also that she is an action hero. Check out the part where she watches a cargo truck flip off a mountain, almost has her own bus do the same, stays in a house that uses old bombshells for dishes and scares a biker gang into carrying her down the mountain for three bucks. Man!
I found Crystal’s blog through her domain-co-resident and fiancee, Clinton Roosevelt Nixon, a name very familiar to indie RPG geeks who don’t read this. My Nobilis ballers may recognize him as the guy who wrote The Shadow of Yesterday (and, ergo, invented Keys).
Rita and the Cold Man Timeline
Because I promised Will I would. Keep in mind that this is only my personal ordering! If you find another way to arrange these that makes sense to you, that’s equally valid, and probably better.
- Part 1
- The boy who will be the Cold Man sees people he shouldn’t.
- The man who will be the Cold Man is imprisoned and tortured for information. He negotiates his temporary release.
- He presumably goes to the Numismata, becomes the Cold Man, and returns to his captors with five of his new friends.
- According to one of the Numismata, the Cold Man leaves their order at some point hereabouts.
- Part 2
- Rita joins an elite squad of operatives composed of Tina, Sandra and Mary, directed by Lou.
- On a mission, Rita meets the Cold Man and discovers a little of what he can do.
- Rita and her squad go on a different mission, in Chile. At some point, they become separated, and she meets the Cold Man again. Together they hide in a foxhole and end up in a cave. They discover that Rita can see the Cold Man, just as the Cold Man could once see the Numismata.
- The Cold Man finds that someone’s learning to counter his abilities.
- He meets with an Ad Hoc, who extracts a work agreement with threats against Rita.
- Something goes horribly wrong for him, and Rita dreams about it.
- The next day she receives a pointless surveillance tape. She investigates, solo, and an Ad Hoc warns her off. She investigates further and discovers the Numismata.
- Rita undergoes the Numismatic ritual, giving up warmth and color vision–and maybe more–in exchange for power. She wonders if it’s worth the Cold Man’s life; what she intends to do with that life is ambiguous.
- Rita returns to her HQ, which promptly blows up. She avoids death with her newfound abilities.
- Rita takes on the Ad Hocs.
- Rita kills the Cold Man.
No, Slatt and the one with the Great Zaganza don’t appear in here. Yet!
Today’s Hitherby Dragon, The Land Where Suffering Is Remembered, is one of the best I can remember. It reminds me of a story we used to listen to in the car all the time, about frogs and a witch and three dogs and grains of magic corn. My mother knows a magic trick, which she used when telling this story aloud, to make a glass of milk turn blood-red.
My mother is flying to London now, with my great-aunt and -uncle and her best friend. Be safe, Mom.
Site news that nobody cares about
Xorph.com served six hundred-odd pages to the Universitat Politècnica De Catalunya yesterday, which presumably means somebody in their CS department told a bot to crawl me–I’ve never seen them in my referral logs before. Anyone else get similar hits?
Also, Dreamhost now has a thing where they up your bandwidth and disk space quotas every week. It’s not much in terms of disk space–like 20Mb a week–but the bandwidth grows by a gig a week (both for the cheapest plan). Dreamhost is pretty great.
NOT COOL. My mom is supposed to leave for London tomorrow. That is quite enough with the bombing.
Only two fatalities so far, but as of this morning there were still people trapped underground.
Update 1046 hrs: Thirty-three.
Update 1329 hrs: Thirty-seven.