Interfering With the Natural Order Since [Redacted]

In the event that anyone might be interested:

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I was going to try to insert these into a fic for someone to tell in-character, but that doesn't look like it'll happen anytime soon, so have them in the raw.

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Q: What do you get when you cross a Black Fury and a Get of Fenris?
A: A feminazi.
(Get of Fenris character: "Good thing I'm Norwegian.")

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A Bone Gnawer finds a bottle in the gutter and opens it to find a genie who gives him three wishes. A responsible Gaian, the Bone Gnawer says, "I wish the Wyrm was defeated."

"What's the Wyrm?" asks the genie. When the Bone Gnawer's done explaining, he says "Sorry, that sounds like a cosmology-level problem. Been around for millennia. Can't be done."

"Okay, then I wish for a billion dollars."

The genie considers it for a minute. Then he says, "Tell me about this Wyrm again."

... include spending hours introducing myself to Team Fortress 2 porn.

Also: scooping up the actual game during Steam's Halloween sale and then spending hours practicing offline, becoming well seasoned in ways to die horribly. So far I do best as an Engineer, but that'll probably change if I ever go up against humans with better strategy than CHARGE BLINDLY INTO SENTRY GUN AND LET ME DOMINATE EVERYONE FOR ONCE. I can tell myself to put off that venture at least until Thanksgiving, because the college Internet is somewhat erratic compared to the WiFi at home and I'm incompetent enough without that on top of it to make my chosen victims team detest me even more.

Also: imagining an OWOD crossover in which RED and BLU smash into Pentex at high speeds. It can keep company with the OWOD/Death Note bunny wherein shadowy global conspiracies smash into L at high speeds.

Also: imagining which werewolf tribes would best match each TF2 class. So far I've got Bone Gnawer-Scout, Fianna-Demoman, Glass Walker-Engineer, Shadow Lord-Spy, Silent Strider-Sniper (good reason to live in a van), and Get of Fenris-Soldier (good reason to keep killing Nazis for years postwar).

Also: trying to mentally choreograph my own Meet the Team videos.

Recettalia (Recettear/Hetalia)

A while after Feliciano Vargas's grandfather vanishes on a would-be heroic quest, leaving massive debt in his wake, a strict and repressed fairy loan shark named Ludwig (Tear) turns up and helps Feliciano (Recette) open an item shop to raise the money to pay off the debt and keep his house while Feliciano makes various adorable noises. They are aided first by either Ivan the bescarfed northerner or Alfred the cheerful would-be hero with money management issues and a constant yen for food (Louie). Other adventurers include Arthur the surly child wizard (Caillou) and Erzsebet the lady thief who coos over Feliciano and questions Ludwig about the true nature of their relationship (Charme).

Alternately, Liechtenstein and Switzerland can play Recette and Tear. Poland is superficially similar to Euria but that probably brings an even bigger raft of Unfortunate Implications.

Inglourious Gauru (Inglourious Basterds/Werewolf: the Apocalypse)

During World War II, a group of Jewish-American werewolves Umbra-hop behind enemy lines to put the fear of Gaia in some rogue Get of Fenris. Gore and guts ensue. I would probably have more to say about this one except I've never actually watched the movie.

Title: The Wolves Eat Well This Year
Fandom: Old World of Darkness (Werewolf: the Apocalypse)
Genre: Drama/Angst/Friendship
Rating: R
Word Count: ~5700
Summary: The year is 1940, and the death toll of the Winter War between Finland and the Soviet Union continues to mount. In the midst of this, a lost cub in the Red Army undergoes his First Change and finds himself at the mercy of Finnish Garou, contending with a destiny he doesn’t want.
Disclaimer: The Old World of Darkness and associated thingamabobbers aren’t mine.
Author’s Notes and Warnings: Contains violence and language, references to rape and torture, internalized homophobia and other values dissonance. On a lighter note, some bizarre but hopefully discreet shout-outs. Please note that the views of these characters certainly don’t always match my own.

Previous chapter here. First chapter here.

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Chapter Three: Consternation

( Haven’t you got more to worry about than whether or not one kid conscript’s got enough of the fear of Finland in him? Not like he up and pointed at us on the map. )

Next chapter here.

Well, back at home, unwinding, doing my summer reading for the senior seminar in the fall, waiting for grades to come in, etc. I've finally started chugging away (knocking wood) on a long-planned and abortively drafted World of Darkness/Werewolf historical fic which can be summed up as "Poke the Silver Fang: Hapless Lost Cub in Red Army Edition." All my research-paper-researching on the Winter War has further use.

And if you remember or care about the boggling quote on Hetalia from the last entry re: Soviet POW happy fun times, well, today I was browsing the main comm and came across a translation of a similarly-boggling deleted strip, in which Russia browbeats Germany into making the Molotov-Ribbentrop Pact and divvying up Poland.

Let me put it this way: There's not talking about certain subjects so as to keep things light, and then there's talking about it and screwing it up.

... at least it was a deleted strip, so chances are he realized the screwup.

The more I think about it, the more Unfortunate Implications there seem to be in Germany being just abnormally strict (and not at all sure about his boss) while Russia's a nutbar who threatens other anthropomorphic personifications with Siberia.

Now that half my finals stuff is done, I'm taking a breather to announce that "poke the Get of Fenris" is almost as fun as "poke the Silver Fang." There's the kid who gets into Asatru at first mainly to shock his Lutheran parents, who then finds out both are wrong in different ways (because, after all, the mythology of the Get of Fenris is respun on the premise that it's good for Fenris to munch on Odin). Then there's one who had his First Change in a "tough love" hellhole and tore apart the staff, is correspondingly leery of the "character-building" dealt out by the rest of the tribe, and has an ancestor who was traumatized by a fae lord. There's the one chock full of Pure Breed, the very image of vaunted heroes, who is also a sensitive, soft-hearted artiste that even the Children of Gaia look at a little funny and who everyone assumes is a stoner.

(He goes in the proto-pack with the Silver Fang socialist and the Silent Strider who just wants to stay home and bake pies and the earnest slow-on-uptake Shadow Lord and the shy, sickly Fianna and the Red Talon enamored with the wonders of Ape-Things. To be absolutely technical none of them have actually passed muster for those tribes yet, but they all have absolutely whopping Pure Breed which makes the elders reluctant to shunt them off to the Children of Gaia or the Bone Gnawers until they're sure they can't get the square pegs into the round holes. Not to mention the socialist finds the universal homelessness of the Bone Gnawers highly suspicious. Who knows, they might actually succeed. Haven't plotted that far)

That's not even counting the theory I came across the other day that if Set the antediluvian vampire = Loki when he's not busy being Egyptian, then logically Set the antediluvian vampire = Fenris's daddy. Oh, the potential Star Wars reenactments! ( Allow me to elucidate )

Title: A Romantic History
Fandom: Old World of Darkness (Vampire: the Masquerade)
Genre: Angst/Horror
Rating: R
Word Count: ~6,600
Summary: A Toreador storyteller who’s not as understanding as he thinks meets a Nosferatu Cleopatra who’s not as over things as he thinks. Sparks fly and set things on fire.
Author’s Notes and Warnings: This fic is going up in two posts; the first post is here. Further notes on sources and the like at the bottom of this post. Thanks to those who helped out with that.

Contains language, allusions to violence, torture, nonconsensual sexual contact, dark themes. Please note that the views of these characters certainly don’t always match my own.

( Vampire Stockholm Syndrome or whatever the hell )

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