A/N: I’ll type up another post on Pensacon when I’ve had a little more rest. 🙂 But among other neat things I saw there was fanart by Miho. She was kind enough to tell me how to pack the prints to ship, so I may have presents for a few people…. For now, have some spooked Gojyo!
“Get clean, Sanzo says he’s got something to hide you and we might have to bug out of here in a hurry. I keep playing innocent lowlife criminal for the Guard patrols that sweep through here, but I don’t think they’re buying it.” Gojyo grimaced, eyes bloodshot. “From what Sanzo told me… well, I wouldn’t buy it either. Continue reading
The screen showed a sardonic Japanese man in glasses and a white labcoat, seated at his ease behind an executive’s neat desk. “General Hammond. By now you have a very interesting problem on your hands.” A slight shrug. “I suppose it’s only fair to fill you in on what you may have missed, Continue reading
Mind the tags. Nightmare Fuel is on here for a reason.
I’ve read the first two books in this series by Roger MacBride Allen, and there was one line that stood out to me from the setting. Someone’s wondering why humanity’s never found another alien species before this mess, and then realizes exactly why: “The Charonians had eaten them.”
The Arrancar species is very much based on that line.
Chapter 2 of Waking to Another Sky, Scouting, and Negotiations, is up on Archive of Our Own.
Far as Pensacon goes – think I’m going to skip today, still flattened. Currently plan to go back tomorrow to check out an SCA booth among other things, though!
“If that’s the case… then I suggest we not show off.” Thinker stepped forward, curly hair still damp. “If Skills work….” Continue reading
So. Pensacon starts tomorrow. Aiiieeee….
Forgive the attack of nerves. Fortunately, I can avoid some of the parking hassle by trading “I’ll look for neat art books for you” for a ride. Unfortunately, Continue reading
Clothes, Lisbeth thought, nervously picking a bit of lint off her sleeve as Agil and other guild leaders summed up what little they knew about Project Bluebook. Her family had sent stuff to wear, but a lot of people hadn’t been so lucky. Continue reading