First, a mea culpa. I have a fair amount of statistics under my belt, and one of the first things they teach you is that regular people don’t do statistics. Not without a lot of time to think it through. Continue reading
A/N: When I originally wrote this, we didn’t have the canon version of the LC takedown available. So… I came up with something I thought was reasonable. 🙂 Meaning yes, the environment and tactics are different from the bits the anime showed.
Axe over his shoulder, dark green armor dulled and muted, Agil scanned the room, making eye contact with everyone. “Laughing Coffin’s killed over three hundred people that we know about. Some of us have driven them off their victims a few times, but that was mostly getting lucky. They pick their targets, they plan their attacks, and they know when we’re focused on the boss fights.” He grimaced. “If everything worked out right with the messaging, that’s what they think we’re planning, right now.” Continue reading
Jack pointed at Janet’s keyboard. “So we’ve got another name. Anything in Kayaba’s files on Laughing Coffin?”
Already tapping keys, the doctor nodded. “Yes.” Another finger-stab put what looked like a Wiki entry up on the screen. “Formed sometime this January, membership – cute. Redacted.” Continue reading
I had to handle an A/C emergency this morning. As in, “handle this before something catches on fire.” Continue reading
One thing I’ve run into in a lot of comments is “but why doesn’t character X see what’s obviously going on?”
Simple. Because every character is a person – and people don’t have perfect knowledge of other people’s actions and intentions. Not ever. Continue reading
Jack loosened his shoulders, muscle by muscle, from the tight knots they’d made when he cringed. Two kids had just hit the limit of their ability to deal with sheer human nastiness. Continue reading
If writing a rough draft feels like wrestling an alligator, adding scenes as you edit the draft feels like The Alligator, Part Two: “One hand tied behind your back!”
Asuna touched Kirigaya’s cheek as the glowing wounds vanished; looking into his eyes, then at his life bar. Nodded once. “Wait here. I’ll take care of this.”
Then she turned on Kuradeel. Who was still picking himself off the ground, babbling something about a training accident. Continue reading
The more I edit, the more problem areas loom out of the draft of Seeds of Blood, dripping slime, like the worst horror-movie closet creatures….
This is actually a good thing. Continue reading
Kirito held the madman’s gaze, left hand barely twitching. “Why did you join the Knights? A criminal guild would have suited you better.”
“Kuradeel can’t see that hand,” Jack muttered. “Kid’s going to try something.” Continue reading