Hello, Cantina! I've been dizzy and out of focus all day. Haven't figured out why, either a lack of cuddles, lack of chocolate, or the weather.
Having back-read: I don't have anyone to call anything, but would probably just end up referring to them as The Lunatic, because self-esteem is a village in rural Russia.
Rainy weather is not good for my head. Sometimes not good for tummy either.
Has been watching
Elementary. Sherlock is better.
I always knew religion was evil.
But that's just COLD, man.
You should know better than to trust religion. *cue the Spanish Inquisition*
See, you use lockpicking to get into people's homes in the middle of the night, and you use lockpicking to break into their locked stuff and steal their goodies. Then you fence those goodies for a few gold coins. Then, with the proceeds of several nights of kleptomania, you finally have enough to buy the Deathsword of Deathing +1 (it's a buy-one-get-one-free sale!) and slay the wicked Demon Queen of Doom, freeing the land from her wrath and tyranny.
So see, lockpicking is perfectly moral!
Here I thought you'd be the first to minionize yourself to the Demon Queen of Doom, Deathsword of Deathing +1 notwithstanding.
Unless the lilyWife said differently.
Morning Cantina.
*has smibble-bots brew Friday coffee, bake pastries*
I've always wanted single-hand spears to be a thing in video games, but they never are. *sighs, dreams of Spear of Skewering*
ION: Mrs. Hoplite (I really need to come up with something better than Mrs. Hoplite when talking about the misses) and I are heading out to a free screening of Inside Out tonight.
Spear skewering got me thinking of ancient cavalry commander Xenophon recommending you train a war horse by getting a friend and some practice javelins and pretending to kill each other. Sounds like a fun game to me.
Inside Out is good. Sadness is utterly sympathetic.
Anyway, if you know where and how to look, the Deeper Darker Web That I Have Yet to Come Up With A Name For (suggestions welcome) has some deeply scary and horrible things on it. This is where Dante hangs out when he is online. He might come across a webpage where they're livestreaming as they're torturing a girl, then magically body morphing her into something nightmarish (think the Human Centipede movie; no don't Google it, you'll have nightmares like I did), then selling the new creation as a pet to the highest bidder.
Anyway, Dante would put a stop to that stuff, right now; it's a bridge too far. He'd do it with a little magic, some computer hackery, and the whole thing would be very icky. Like the next time Bad Mage Who Won the Bid opens his web browser, it activates a magical computer virus that attacks him, turns every hair on his body into a burrowing worm and they eat him alive while he sits at his desk.
Okay, I actually can't believe my brain came up with that. I must be a really horrible person.
First thought about that name: Nightmare. Either that or something even more melodramatic like Abyss, maybe the Corner. *goes sit corner*
Don't worry, that's a normal thing for writers. You're still the Granny June we all know and love.
Now, the more I think about it, the more the computer stuff is getting more attention. He's turning into a technomage. Is that a bad thing? Can I jump back and forth, or should I have the Object Hunter and the Technomage be two different characters?
Is there even such a thing as a technomage outside of White Wolf Games or Babylon 5? Any reading suggestions?
I like him being both. Sounds cool.
Thankfully, I was able to avoid the time-sucking nature of TVtropes yesterday, but I have experienced it at other times when I've been doing story research. It's sometimes literally taken me HOURS to pry myself away from it.
Mwuahahaha!
No, no, no. That's not how you do an evil laugh. THIS is how you do an evil laugh!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3WdHTGeSgmo (That just makes me
every time.
)
Thank you, my butt just fell through the floor thanks to that.
I found a list of ye-olde endearments not to long ago (I was researching things one of my side characters might call his wife). Maybe it could give you some options?
*pulls up list*
Hmm... You could call her "My Beloved". Or "My Fairest Flower of any Field". Or "She Who Beareth the Bell" (which means "she who wins the prize"). Or "My Dear Heart". Or "She Who is Brighter than the Day's Light". Or "My Comely Creature". Or "My Fair Love". Or maybe even "My Sweet Honeycomb".
Take your pick
That's usually how my Dad talks to me just before asking if I'm hungry. As in: Oh my dearest, apple of my eye and light of my life, do you want to stuff your face?
I think if I got married, I would just use her name. Pet names and such weird me out. Luckily, my current girlfriend isn't into them, either.
I know I come from a family that does pet names a bit more than most (I probably have a dozen), but that's an attitude that just strikes me as weird. I feel more comfortable around people who give me pet names! The Danish saying "dear child has many names" is something we take very much to heart.