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I've started work on a Fate variant called Animate! Inspired by Fate, Robin D. Laws, the Sons of Kryos, Master Plan, Ethan Skemp, and S. John Ross, Animate! will simply be another way to deliver a Fate inoculation to the masses. I'll post notes here and on the Fate list as I go. Wee!
I am officially the age I've been giving people for a few months now. Other than that... not much has changed. Further updates as the day warrants.
Coming from my admittedly limited (but fun) experience...
1) The hymen is not somewhere halfway in your lady friend. It forms part of the vulva, or external genitalia-- it's a membrane over the entrance. And it can be "gone" due to any number of reasons, sexual or otherwise, LONG before you get there, buddy. Gone meaning "so elastic you don't notice it's there".
2) Cum (male or female) doesn't taste sweet, or like honey. An honest partner once told me she found it ranged from tasteless to egg-yolk like; with her kind help, I can confirm that for the female of the species. This is why it is an acquired taste, as sex advice god Dan Savage once put it. (One worth acquiring, if the pure high of making someone you love go that nuts isn't enough to make it a non-issue)
3) The ultimate sexual trick: TALK TO YOUR GODDAMN PARTNER! I don't care if you're straight, gay, bi, trans, whatever! The best way to find out what drives them wild is to ASK.
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http://therestlessdead.wikidot.com/
Password is passion, if you have a wikidot account and want to edit.
Alan Moore once related that when he was a child, his mother was-- if I recall correctly-- fitting him for a pair of pants when he noticed a pair of scissors nearby. His mother bent at the waist, Moore suddenly had the thought that he could grab the scissors and stab her.
Waccen Ellis' story Atmospherics is a result of him considering humans over cattle as the target of the alien's multilation fetish.
And it just occured to me, with the winidow so close to the ground, someone could slip in, kidknap, and sodomise my roommate's visiting son. Sometimes, if a knife is nearby, part of me is musing on how it would feel to plunge it into my chest.
Moore became a magician. Ellis smokes and drinks. I usually end up either eating or just biting back the bile.
And of course, writing.
Otherwise, I'd end up neurotic, impotent, and dead.
Because I really don't want to experience half the things I think about. They either make me want to vomit, would end with me dead, or so enrage me that I'd kill those that indulge in it if I caught them it the act. Sometimes more than one at once-- pedophiles make me want to drown them in my vomit.
I think those of us with elements of horror in our work tend to wander down these darker pathes more often.
Any wonder most of us have issues?
And can I stop shaking now?
The Velveteen Rabbit was the first book I earnestly loved. The second was V for Vendetta.
"The things that lost me my eye would make your seams pop, boy."
-- Jasper "One-Eye" Debero
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