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The Wait Time Was Criminal

Wed, 22 May 2013 15:27:37 -0400

(My husband calls a diner ahead for two Philly sandwiches. When we pull up, we see the waitress and the cook waiting outside while one person is eating at the counter.)

Cook: “Are you [last name]?”

Husband: “Yes?”

Cook: “I’m sorry, but there’s been… an issue with your order.”

Husband: “What’s going on?”

Cook: “We’re waiting for the cops. You see, I was in the middle of making your order. That gentleman in there came in, grabbed your food off the grill, and sat down to eat. We think he might be armed. We’ve locked him inside, and we’re waiting for the cops.”

(My husband is speechless.)

Cook: “I’ll also have to remake your order if you still want it.”

Husband: “It’s okay. We’ll wait.”

(We are there for over an hour. The cops show up rather shortly. They arrest the man, and take all available evidence. The cook and waitress have to clean everything before they can make my husband’s order. We are given half off for our wait!)

[[Legit happened to my husband and I! I’m so happy it got published! XD]]

About role-playing

Wed, 22 May 2013 15:16:34 -0400

otomewhore:

It’s okay to not role-play with OC’s

It’s okay to role-play with OC’s

It’s okay to make OOC posts

It’s okay to take a break every once in a while

It’s okay to be lazy

It’s okay to drop threads

It’s okay to start new threads, even if you’re owing someone something

It’s not okay to make someone feel shitty about what they do, what their preferences are, or how long they take to reply.

It’s their hobby, their style, and their rules. Not yours.

+ VanillaVanilleFantasy

Wed, 22 May 2013 14:51:54 -0400

vanillavanillefantasy:

hannawolfcross:

vanillavanillefantasy:

“Oh that’s very kind of you, I was actually going to treat you” she giggled. “There’s a great place just five minutes from here, they are seriously the best burgers you’ll ever have, I will eat my hat if you disagree” she laughed.

“Miss Vanille? I eat for 5-10 people at each meal. As kind as it is for you to offer to pay, I’m going to spare your wallet the agony and pay. Heheh. And if it’s meat, It’s gonna be delicious no matter what.” ^_^

“haha, but seriously these ones are the best.. and thank you” she smiled her big friendly smile. “here we are!” she said with a grin, go choose a booth, i’ll get us a menu”

“Alright!” Hanna went over and found a booth, tail thudding on the seat as he sniffed the air. Well… Everything smelled great so far. “Gnee!”

moderngalahad: quarterservant: quartermastersearlgrey: fyeahba...

Wed, 22 May 2013 14:49:11 -0400

moderngalahad:

quarterservant:

quartermastersearlgrey:

fyeahbadrperpolarbear:

I recently stopped rping with someone, let’s call her Jane, who had a knack for taking a canon character from our fandom and making AU’s for them. Alternate Universe characters are fine, and when done well they can really provide a wonderful exploration of canon and provide a chance to rp with people outside your fandom, if you’re normally uncomfortable with that.

But Jane made her AU’s SO alternate that they ended up being just bare bone parodies of the original characters. It was to the point where just about everyone in the group noticed that her character was so far from canon as to be almost completely unrecognizable, and when anybody tried to bring this up to her, Jane would plead loudly that it was an AU and she could do what she wanted, and didn’t care.

This eventually led to people drifting away from her, including me. I love AU’s and OC’s, but when there’s no distinction between the two it’s almost like a smack in the face to the character you’re attempting to play.

//I often worry that this is how people see me and Cris. Not that I care too much because I love him but I am afraid he is pretty far from canon at this point.

[[Things I’m afraid of happening to Quarterservant :/]]

[[It’s a shame some people feel this way. No one has ever complained about my characters, which are all pretty much AUs of canon characters. Maybe they just like me and don’t want to be rude. But I like to think my writing is interesting. That it’s a skill and a joy to see someone take a character, break down their past, and determine how new situations would turn them into completely different people.

Let’s go through the list:

Punkathart is: reverse punk AU. Which means it’s {…} from Hanna is Not a Boy’s Name but alive, and the exact opposite of his alive cop self: a punk. About the only things he shares are his little likes (birds, origami, cooking) and his deadpan expression. Otherwise he embodies the punk life he grew up with, the trauma of surviving an attack meant to kill him, emotions and kinks and love of loud music, OCD, and a deep connection with the local homeless whom he tries to help by volunteering at shelters.

Apitchblackhart is: necromancer AU. Another unzombie {…} from the turn of the century, who sold his soul for the power of necromancy to keep his family alive during the Great Depression. They died later anyways, leaving him bitter and longing for a death that will not take him. He is everything his original character was not. He is bitter and sarcastic and cynical. He takes pleasure in making people uncomfortable and drinks booze like it’s water, and he’s incredibly rude and mean to the undead he works with, dehumanizing them. The idea was that he would become the exact sort of person who would make {…}.

I’ve abandoned OfficerJohnDoe, who was the closest to canon despite being a genderbent unzombie. I simply couldn’t find the inspiration to keep her going. I was so focused on keeping her canon that I couldn’t let her grow, and tired of her.

Britishcamera is: reverse punk AU. Conrad Achenleck. I wanted something artistic. Originally he was going to be a tattoo artist, but I went with fashion photography, and friend to Luce Worth’s model sister. You would think he’d be close to canon, but his job affected his whole life. He was forced to learn to hide his temper and humor people. He had to learn how to interact socially, and deal with physical contact. He’s closed himself off, though, and only really considers Laura Worth his friend. Instead of trying to act tough like canon, he tries to be more understanding because people haven’t walked all over him, and the lessons he learned in therapy working with other children stuck with him.

Howthedreamgoes is: Psycho Worth AU. This is a whole ball of yarn in itself. This AU says that Worth is a serial killer, and Hanna was inadvertently saved by him. He himself is suspected to have escaped a health center after the death of his parents traumatized him, and clung to Worth. They did well together, until the police started investigating. In particular, a detective Jayne Hart (unzombie). Worth decided to kill off the detective before he took Hanna away from him. Jayne survived, but only barely. Ten years later, he’s a scarred mental patient trying to get his life back together. He has retrograde amnesia and anterograde amnesia which he is learning to work around, with the help of the supernatural. In particular, one ghost named Hanna. The same Hanna whom Worth loved. A Hanna who was shot down in an alley not long after Worth tried to kill Jayne, ironically.

Moderngalahad is: hunter AU. He was meant to be very different from {…}. Surprisingly, he managed to be one of the closest. He was a paranormal hunter, created to cause confusion as a Link in RP was attacked by someone matching his description. He chose logic over emotion, refusing to let himself feel. He left his past behind, and used no name. He was supposed to meet a Hanna, and slowly open up and learn to feel again. He’s changed radically over the past year. He’s laughed and cried and murdered in the name of love and gotten married. He’s developed as a character into something similar to canon from a place very far from it, and it took a year to get there.

Exagentachenleck is: hunter AU. And my last character. Conrad Achenleck, who instead of going into art school, decided to go into government. He didn’t find art as an outlet, and instead focused on the fact that bullies could unfairly pick on him and others. He decided to make a difference, and take down powerful men at the knees as an MI6 agent. Unfortunately, he started seeing the supernatural, and couldn’t cope. He admitted what was happening to his superiors, and they relieved him of duty based on paranoia issues. Unable to let go of his fear and anger, Conrad turned to paranormal hunting. He’s independent, mean, and calculating. Everything the canon tries to act like but actually isn’t. He has some elements of the original, but is very very different.

You can see all the work I’ve put into my characters. All the work any AU writer puts into their characters. You can see why they would fight you if you tried to tell them their characters aren’t good enough or canon enough for your tastes, don’t you? This isn’t slapdash BSing. This takes a lot of work. Critique is respected, but hating someone for continuing to write how they want doesn’t do anyone any favors. And spreading stuff like this post can hurt others unintentionally, because even though you were thinking of someone else, they relate.

Now I have to wonder: do people really like my characters? Or do they just like me, and roll their eyes at what I do? At a hobby I took up for relaxation, practice, and fun. That now causes me anxiety when it shouldn’t because people might judge me based on my writing tastes.]]

[[Reblogging for ModernGalahad’s comment.]]

[[Off of tumblr for now. bbl.]]

Wed, 22 May 2013 07:31:56 -0400

[[Off of tumblr for now. bbl.]]

+ VanillaVanilleFantasy

Wed, 22 May 2013 07:31:41 -0400

vanillavanillefantasy:

“Oh that’s very kind of you, I was actually going to treat you” she giggled. “There’s a great place just five minutes from here, they are seriously the best burgers you’ll ever have, I will eat my hat if you disagree” she laughed.

“Miss Vanille? I eat for 5-10 people at each meal. As kind as it is for you to offer to pay, I’m going to spare your wallet the agony and pay. Heheh. And if it’s meat, It’s gonna be delicious no matter what.” ^_^

[[I have really amazing friends.]]

Wed, 22 May 2013 06:53:25 -0400

[[Pending Hiatus?]]

Wed, 22 May 2013 04:56:46 -0400

[[Might be going on hiatus soon. I’ll confirm later if I do.]]

REBLOG IF YOU WILL RP WITH ANY FANDOM.

Wed, 22 May 2013 03:47:48 -0400

((Seras' dad was a COP not a SOLDIER. There's a difference.))

Wed, 22 May 2013 03:42:20 -0400

the115project:

[If you mean about the file I made, it was from one of the RPs I had with a different Seras and it’s just kind of carried over since. If we ever RP, would it be fine if I carry that over as well?]

[[Pardon me for butting in here, but I have a few issues with the files you made. First off, you’re godmodding the information from a different set of RPers because master-of-monsters did not approve of 115 having the files beforehand. Secondly, you’re assuming another Seras will be okay with you carrying headcanons from one to the other. You need to communicate and get okays from people before you have your character waltz in and know everything about everyone and somehow manage to get access to highly classified and well-guarded files. I sincerely urge you to communicate to the Hellsing RPers a bit more before trying to start an RP with them.

-Agent Hanna Cross’ mun (Yes, my character is officially that Integra’s agent)]]

Operation Fluffbutt

Wed, 22 May 2013 02:56:56 -0400

howthedreamgoes:

I understand. It’s dangerous. And I can’t fight. Runes don’t count because Hanna has to help me with them. Jayne suppressed a flood of thoughts, nothing but runes written on every surface. Runes he’d never even used on surfaces he knew he couldn’t write on, but he dreamed it.
I can wait. But there has to be s’mores.

I promise there will be s’mores. We’ll even get some carob and no sugar added marshmallows so that Hanna can have s’mores.

Operation Fluffbutt

Wed, 22 May 2013 02:38:18 -0400

howthedreamgoes:

hannawolfcross:

Hanna waited until the other patients moved away before padding over and returning to his spot next to Jayne, his head resting on Jayne’s knee. He let out a happy growl and wagged his tail as he nuzzled his cub, happy to be with him.

Blaney slowly filled Jayne’s mind with images of the new house. The elegant drawing room filled with beautiful art, the large, rustic looking kitchen, the luxurious woodland scenery. It really was a lovely place.

Jayne’s eyes lost focus as he paid more attention to the images in his head, looking for all the world as if he were daydreaming. It’s beautiful. It’s a castle, but it isn’t. And it’s… a cabin, but it isn’t. Do I get to visit eventually?

When it’s safe, you can spend the night. We’ll have a big camp-out over there. Brianna smiled and adjusted her hair, looking as if she were keeping an eye on her ‘pet’. But right now, we’re using it for a job. And mean vampires might visit while we’re there. And we don’t need the mean vampires to drop in while you’re there.

bladesofsilver: hannawolfcross replied to your post: Quack, Damn You!: Our characters are trying...

Wed, 22 May 2013 02:22:57 -0400

bladesofsilver:

hannawolfcross replied to your post: Quack, Damn You!: Our characters are trying to…

[[I love it! XD Although, Hanna can’t drive. So there’s a third person there who’s just noping out of the way of those two. XD]]

// Thanks. Eh, it was close enough and the other driver things sounds legit.

[[It’s so awesome though. Heheheh. I love it! :D:D:D]]

Operation Fluffbutt

Wed, 22 May 2013 02:06:41 -0400

howthedreamgoes:

Jayne watched in mild confusion as Hanna got up and walked away. It made sense once he realized Hanna was being crowded and perhaps handled too roughly. He didn’t like that either.
It certainly gave the patients the hint, and they slowly headed back to their seats.

Show me…? He had briefly forgotten his conversation. Oh right, yes. Show me please.

Hanna waited until the other patients moved away before padding over and returning to his spot next to Jayne, his head resting on Jayne’s knee. He let out a happy growl and wagged his tail as he nuzzled his cub, happy to be with him.

Blaney slowly filled Jayne’s mind with images of the new house. The elegant drawing room filled with beautiful art, the large, rustic looking kitchen, the luxurious woodland scenery. It really was a lovely place.

Operation Fluffbutt

Wed, 22 May 2013 01:15:08 -0400

howthedreamgoes:

hannawolfcross:

You’re very smart and very sweet, Jayne. More people need to be as kind and thoughtful as you. Would you like to see something really neat?

If Jayne said ‘yes’, Brianna would show Jayne the new house they bought for the job. Hanna had mentioned that the man would find it really interesting, but it was too risky to bring him until the job was over. Far too risky.

I always want to see things. New things are exciting, Jayne insisted with a smile as he made hesitant eye contact with the witch. Had she brought something with her?

No. I didn’t bring something. We bought a house just for the job we’re doing. We can’t bring you there right now. It’s not safe. But I can show you in your head. Would you like to see?

Better double check that he’d be okay with images being pushed into his head before doing so. The witch didn’t want to surprise Jayne in any way that would scare him.

Hanna, in the meanwhile, was so relaxed he almost didn’t realize one of the patients was trying to roll him over. The were didn’t like that. They’d feel his scar and then they might try to stick their hands in there. Slowly, the wolf got up and walked back over to Brianna. He’d head back over to Jayne when the patients calmed down a little.

Operation Fluffbutt

Wed, 22 May 2013 00:58:07 -0400

howthedreamgoes:

I’d rather share. Service animals don’t come a lot, and it’s… it’s good for the other patients. Thoughts of quiet people who sat in the corners coming over to pet volunteer dogs and people who threw fits having to learn to share and pet the animals nicely.
I’ll ask in a bit when everyone’s had a chance to come see Hanna.

Jayne got distracted for a moment as the nurse started up a new game of Hangman. A sentence. It prompted a smile from him. There’s a one letter word. It’s either A or I. That’s how you figure out simple number codes. I learned them from a spy book with games in it.

You’re very smart and very sweet, Jayne. More people need to be as kind and thoughtful as you. Would you like to see something really neat?

If Jayne said ‘yes’, Brianna would show Jayne the new house they bought for the job. Hanna had mentioned that the man would find it really interesting, but it was too risky to bring him until the job was over. Far too risky.

bladesofsilver replied to your post: May 22nd 2013, 12:48:03 am · 3 minutes ago… //Who cares...

Wed, 22 May 2013 00:50:56 -0400

bladesofsilver replied to your post: May 22nd 2013, 12:48:03 am · 3 minutes ago…

//Who cares that was great! I’m going to go catch my breath.

[[*bows*]]

bladesofsilver replied to your post: There is no dignity in television (I’m sorry...

Wed, 22 May 2013 00:48:03 -0400

bladesofsilver replied to your post: There is no dignity in television (I’m sorry but…

//*Screaming in laughter*

[[Heeheehee! I HAVE NO REGRETS! Except for the fact that this canonly did not happen. XD]]

I'm not sure what it's going to do, but it looks cool

Wed, 22 May 2013 00:45:00 -0400

“Ohmygawd. What is that?” The werewolf sniffed at the thing his double had brought over.

“Fuck if I know… I thought maybe you could figure it out?”

The two looked at the odd contraption. It was a trash-can sized, round, metal thing with knobby bits and lights, as well as two little ‘arm’ things.

“Well… It’s mechanical…”

“Yeah, but what does it do?” The mage inched closer to the were, wanting to poke at the thing he’d found.

“I wouldn’t touch it, Hanna,” the werewolf warned as he continued to sniff the bronze-colored thing, “It could be dangerous.”

“Oh. How dangerous could it be?”

As if on command, the lights lit up and a robotic voice came out. “EXTERMINATE!”

There is no dignity in television (I'm sorry but regret nothing.)

Wed, 22 May 2013 00:39:00 -0400

“Ahre ye shor weh shood be doin’ this, woolf?” Anderson couldn’t believe Hanna had talked him into this. Then again, Integra and Maxwell were both properly sloshed and probably wouldn’t remember this in the morning.

“Positive.” The were chuckled, his tail wagging.

Father Anderson sighed and finished putting on the make-up before putting on the fish-nets. Priest in drag. Anderson would never live this down if Maxwell or Integra were sober enough to take a pic with their phone.

“Whare een ‘eaven’s name didja git theese ‘are idea, woolf?”

“My friend Abel likes to wear girl’s clothes,” Hanna answered as he put the boa around his neck, “Now, are you ready?”

“Yea. Shor.”

The priest and the were went to the office where Integra and Maxwell were drunkenly yelling at each other and promptly slammed the door open.

“ALL WE ARE SAAAAYYYYIIIINNNNGGG IS GIVE PEACE A CHAAAAAANNNCCCEE!” The two nearly burst out laughing as they tried to sing the chorus to their employers before promptly running out.

—————

Integra woke up the next morning, head aching from the hangover. “Ohcor…”

Maxwell groaned, his head lifting off the table. “Nnn… I blame you, protestant whore…”

“You’re the one who brought whiskey, Catholic dog.”

“I had the strangest dream… Anderson and that mutt agent of yours ran in here in drag and sang…”

“I… I don’t remember that, Maxwell… You must’ve been right plastered to see such a thing.”

“Right… I’m going to get Anderson and go home. See you next week for another ‘Shot and Shout’ night?”

“Of course, Maxwell.”