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January 24th, 2008 (10:37 pm)
exhausted

weather: exhausted
song: Van Tramp. I need music from them. Please god, someone send me recordings?

My head's woozy.

And I feel vaguely nauseous.

And my father's in my bedroom building his damn computer. I'm kicking him out soon, I think. So I can sleep and get up early to do physics. Ugh.

I wish I'd been more awake this evening, but... I really wasn't. At all. I'd've liked to keep writing. I have inspiration again.  And Shattered!verse FINALLY clicked more into place than before. *Sigh of relief* And I get to have magical critters there, too.  ...And Elemental!verse has minor magical!critters. Not nearly as exaggerated as Shattered!verse, which is also the ritual-type magic place. Which is odd in and of itself, for me. I'm so elementally oriented it's sad.

But... yeah. Good day writing wise. LG, you save my ass. Really. Sorry I didn't do Denerais, unless I did by the time I went to sleep.  Just... I more or less keeled over and died.

I'm... in a bad mood. I hate having things hanging over me. But I feel so much better in many ways than I did yesterday.  Christina... and LG especially. Worldbuilding soothes me, apparently. As does writing about death and realizing what I'm trying to say about it in this one piece.

I'm trying to decide if accidentally and unwittingly speeding the entropy of your planet and never knowing it, and having actually made the notes on how to slow it down without realizing it, and dying in the reaction that sets it off when you never meant to do it and in fact weren't engaged in any titanic battles of any kind and just... slipped up badly and it got you killed... I'm trying to decide if that sufficiently breaks the hero-mold. Both the successful!at!a!cost hero and the tragic!hero.  Because he does succeed in protecting his company. Doesn't in, oh, saving his own life. Or the world.  And accidentally helps end it faster, although it's left as an open question whether it'll make a noticeable difference, as he made the magical notes to help contain the effects.

Trying to break down stereotypes and cliche's and stuff ism't easy. ...And actually, it REALLY works now, because A) he dies young and B) his father, who's much, much more heroic in many ways in actually TRYING to save the world (politically and magically) grows very old and dies. Sort of get both the... old wasting away and the dying young.  Too old and too young--except he's not THAT young, he's in his early thirties. And just... fails miserably at growing into a hero.

I do love being me sometimes.

I've also been considering Elemental!verse.  I like Healer-temper-boy/Laksha.  And I really like bratty-but-talented ice/water mage girl and calm, sweet, common-sensical fire mage.  And the more I think about it, the more I get interested in this "debunking myth" idea. And wondering if I should have light magic. 'Cause of Apocalypse!verse, and I don't want 'em TOO similar. On the same note, however (if you like, a corollary) I need something to better distinguish it from Bard!verse besides minor magical fauna.  But either way I go--whether it's just seeing magic or outright light magic, which I do think I'll do (but with a... much less scientific approach than I usually use, because after all Apocalypse!verse has the physics!magic already.  And a much less offensively capable light magic, I think.  ....Or maybe I will. Dammit. I dunno. I'd like a couple fighting girls.  If the air mage is a girl and I stick with the original plan, light magic doesn't need to be offensive.  But... I MAY want to have the air mage be a boy and have three girls, in which case I definitely need light magic to be offensively strong.  Because while I may have a fire/ice pairing--hilarious and fun and quirky, after all, but a little quotidian--what I may do is have miss brat ice mage fall for fire mage in a bad way, but he's really not interested, and have a younger air mage boy eventually coax her into paying attention to him. (I dare say you'll like that idea, LG--it was really just accidental, but I know the air mage is the second youngest of the whole group, except for the light mage.)  And if I do THAT, then I'll do healer/psychic-seer, ice/air, and fire/light. And I'm actually really liking fire/light right now.

Although I need to figure out where this jesus-like myth in elemental!verse comes from anyway. I think I'll need a maniac with a god complex.  Who needs killing.  I think blood magic's involved. Ugh.  Icky.  But that the myth might've changed the killing magic to light and made the killer a man, even though I suspect it might have been the ice mage girl who kills him (with help, but I think it's her) and the light mage girl actually has nothing do with the killing, but with the reclassifcation of magic. (Yes, I'm keeping that. I'm anal about types of magic and how they'd be trained. I blame Cinaed and Tyroshaun for my interest in magical theory.)


On which note, Tyroshaun finally started speaking to me again. I mean, he was talking to me. He's nice that way. Big brotherish.  But... damn.  He apparently is mad at me, actually, but he's capable of talking to me other than either mocking bad singers or idiots or making me laugh.  And Cinaed's back. He'd been gone for a little while. And apparently has a stronger tendency than before to speaking in high brow polite tones. *eyeroll* He's as bad or WORSE than Giles.  But amusing. (The guy on TDS last night apparently tried to say "You're fucked" in a Scottish accent. Cinaed mocked his failage at that. And earned a thwap from his wife. It amused me greatly.)

I want a Regency dress. Badly. Or Buffy's dress.

Also, I'm looking longingly at spaceships right now. Spaceships and alien races and... gah. My head is bad today. *Sigh* Physics now.

(...Why do I want to say I miss Jon?)