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Sep. 27th, 2018 01:08 pmIt’s probably too late to get him into GitM but all these moth/lamp memes have me pondering Mothman in the Hunter Holystone universe.
The scene: Hunter is in her office, about to go out on a case or some such thing. She picks up her stuff, turns off the lights, opens the door, takes one step into the hallway… and the phone rings.
She goes back in and picks it up. “Holystone Agency.”
Heavy breathing for a moment, then:
“turn it back on”
“…what”
“yur lamp”
“Who the hell is this?”
“blease”
Hunter goes to the window, looks down onto the street… and sure enough, there at a pay phone on the corner…
“Dammit, Mothman!”
“hhhh lamp”
“You’re being creepy. Stop being creepy.”
“I pay bill?”
“…what.”
“Lamp… bill?” Heavy breathing. “I pay?”
This is bordering on inappropriate but… she turns the lamp back on and hangs up quickly so she doesn’t have to hear the reaction.
The next day there is an envelope containing three fifty dollar bills shoved under her office door. The envelope is unmarked other than a childlike scrawl of “pay lamp” on the back and a few dark smudges..
…I also imagine Hunter gets called to the hardware store on the regular because Mothman has wandered into the lighting department and is just standing there breathing heavily and spooking the customers…
The scene: Hunter is in her office, about to go out on a case or some such thing. She picks up her stuff, turns off the lights, opens the door, takes one step into the hallway… and the phone rings.
She goes back in and picks it up. “Holystone Agency.”
Heavy breathing for a moment, then:
“turn it back on”
“…what”
“yur lamp”
“Who the hell is this?”
“blease”
Hunter goes to the window, looks down onto the street… and sure enough, there at a pay phone on the corner…
“Dammit, Mothman!”
“hhhh lamp”
“You’re being creepy. Stop being creepy.”
“I pay bill?”
“…what.”
“Lamp… bill?” Heavy breathing. “I pay?”
This is bordering on inappropriate but… she turns the lamp back on and hangs up quickly so she doesn’t have to hear the reaction.
The next day there is an envelope containing three fifty dollar bills shoved under her office door. The envelope is unmarked other than a childlike scrawl of “pay lamp” on the back and a few dark smudges..
…I also imagine Hunter gets called to the hardware store on the regular because Mothman has wandered into the lighting department and is just standing there breathing heavily and spooking the customers…
You have a show you like a lot. Or a comic series, or a book, or a movie, or some piece of media you enjoy. One of its characters is at some point revealed to be into people of the same gender. Hey, that's pretty cool. That character might even have a significant other! They might even appear on screen together once or twice! And while you, yourself, are straight, you're totally fine with this. Heck, you've even written some well-received slash fic/drawn some well-received art/etc. at some point! You're not one of those straight fans! Certainly not! You are a good straight fan and you are totally fine with this and happy for your fellow fans who aren't straight! They've got representation! This is a good thing!
But then one or both of the characters in question just... up and gets killed off.
Usually shortly after they're confirmed to be a couple. Sometimes under questionable circumstances, and/or as the result of weirdly OOC decisions made by one or both.
Well, you think, that sure sucks but characters get killed off all the time, right? And the show goes on, and it's a useful way to demonstrate how high the stakes are for these people, and that's just how it goes in stories like this sometimes.
But then you log on to your online fandom gathering spot of choice and... people are unhappy? Very unhappy? Angry, even? Really angry? Ragequitting the the show/game/movie/whatever angry? And you oh-so-helpfully try to explain that you understand people getting attached to characters and even ships but really, is this amount of angry even called for?
And that... that is not well-received by your fellow fans who aren't straight. At all.
What the hell just happened here?
( long )
But then one or both of the characters in question just... up and gets killed off.
Usually shortly after they're confirmed to be a couple. Sometimes under questionable circumstances, and/or as the result of weirdly OOC decisions made by one or both.
Well, you think, that sure sucks but characters get killed off all the time, right? And the show goes on, and it's a useful way to demonstrate how high the stakes are for these people, and that's just how it goes in stories like this sometimes.
But then you log on to your online fandom gathering spot of choice and... people are unhappy? Very unhappy? Angry, even? Really angry? Ragequitting the the show/game/movie/whatever angry? And you oh-so-helpfully try to explain that you understand people getting attached to characters and even ships but really, is this amount of angry even called for?
And that... that is not well-received by your fellow fans who aren't straight. At all.
What the hell just happened here?
( long )
Hunter Holystone: Meet the Fmitths
Aug. 29th, 2018 03:46 pmOne of the running jokes in the Hunter Holystone universe is, since everyone accepts zombies and vampires and ghosts and other assorted monsters roaming around and monster hunters do their job in broad daylight with licenses from state agencies, when Halloween comes around or when people want to be scared just for fun, what do they turn to?
The answers: 1) space and 2) the deep sea.
We'll look at 2) some other time but 1) brings us to the other running joke: the Fmitths.
Sleve and Tobb Fmitth are a perfectly ordinary Earth human bondpair. They enjoy typical Earth human activities such as watching TV, walking their dog, converting pleasant sounds into sustenance, and using the replicator from their ship to convert junk into gold and other materials Earth humans consider valuable, and trading those materials for weird green paper Dol-Larz to exchange for goods and services.
The Fmitths will have a walk-on in every Hunter Holystone game. Hunter will make pleasant small talk with them. Her companion, however, will always pick up on something about them that just isn't quite right...
But before any of that happens, they meet a new neighbor.
( Aliens don't exist. )
The answers: 1) space and 2) the deep sea.
We'll look at 2) some other time but 1) brings us to the other running joke: the Fmitths.
Sleve and Tobb Fmitth are a perfectly ordinary Earth human bondpair. They enjoy typical Earth human activities such as watching TV, walking their dog, converting pleasant sounds into sustenance, and using the replicator from their ship to convert junk into gold and other materials Earth humans consider valuable, and trading those materials for weird green paper Dol-Larz to exchange for goods and services.
The Fmitths will have a walk-on in every Hunter Holystone game. Hunter will make pleasant small talk with them. Her companion, however, will always pick up on something about them that just isn't quite right...
But before any of that happens, they meet a new neighbor.
( Aliens don't exist. )
I found the clippy puller thingy.
It was not in the nib baggie where I last saw it. It was in the little basket of assorted small tools and lens cleaning stuff next to my monitor.
The nib baggie is still MIA.
THIS IS BULLSHIT.
[UPDATE: after tearing my whole ass work area apart in search of the nibs, I gave up and ordered some. Mark my words, those missing shits will turn up ANY MINUTE NOW]
It was not in the nib baggie where I last saw it. It was in the little basket of assorted small tools and lens cleaning stuff next to my monitor.
The nib baggie is still MIA.
THIS IS BULLSHIT.
[UPDATE: after tearing my whole ass work area apart in search of the nibs, I gave up and ordered some. Mark my words, those missing shits will turn up ANY MINUTE NOW]
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Aug. 28th, 2018 10:50 amI have a Wacom Bamboo at work. It's one of the older ones, but still quite serviceable. Except it needs a nib. I don't know how some artists run through nibs at such an appalling rate, I use this thing all day erry day, in place of a mouse or other pointing device even, and I might need to change the nib... once a year? Anyway, nib needed.
The spare nibs and the puller thingy are supposed to live in a little baggie attached to the side of a metal filing cabinet with a very strong magnet. As in, this thing was not going to just accidentally fall off.
The magnet is there. The nib baggie is not.
WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY NIBS
And I know perfectly well that if I do break down and order a pack of nibs, five minutes before they are delivered, THE NIB BAGGIE WILL SHOW UP.
The spare nibs and the puller thingy are supposed to live in a little baggie attached to the side of a metal filing cabinet with a very strong magnet. As in, this thing was not going to just accidentally fall off.
The magnet is there. The nib baggie is not.
WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY NIBS
And I know perfectly well that if I do break down and order a pack of nibs, five minutes before they are delivered, THE NIB BAGGIE WILL SHOW UP.
