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sweetestlamb · 3 years ago

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You Found Me

Summary: They always say when it rains, it pours.

Author’s Note: Wow. It feels surreal to be back writing this, my tumblr peeps know I was taking a much needed mental break from writing in general ( I was feeling very much burned out and tired) but I am back now and I literally had to reread my own story to remember where I left off LMAO but it’s here finally. Please excuse any typos because I will not be fixing them now, I have been writing all day. But thank you to anyone who supports this story and was waiting for this chapter, your support means the world to me. Special thanks to @serxeins who motivates me daily and checks on me and never pressures me to write. You are a ray of sunshine my dear, I would dedicate this chapter to you but IDK if you want that, it’s a bit of a roller coaster again. Hehehe oops sorry not sorry. Leave a comment if you like it :)

Su-ah’s house isn’t what anyone would call lavish, with its small size and quaint furnishings- worn out chairs with dated floral print and mismatched accessories scattered across a messy table. But the warmth that immediately washes over her is something that she has never felt in her own home, something that cannot be bought nor duplicated. Su-ah’s parents both call out to her, “You’re home!” and the girl in question, eagerly kicks off her shoes gracelessly to tumble into the kitchen where their voices clearly came from. She watches with a longing that has gripped her insides since she was young and her heart would yo-yo into her stomach every time her father returned from work. Back then there was no jubilation, only numbing fear that made her insides feel like they were freezing and burning simultaneously.

“What’s for dinner?” Su-ah demands allowing her mother to tug her into a hug whilst her father rubs the knuckles of his large hand in her short hair. She playfully swats the hand away with a giggle and Sujin has to swallow the bile that creeps into her throat at the memory of the last time her father’s knuckles were near her head.

She stands awkwardly watching the affectionate interaction wanting nothing more than to disappear, this is just as painful as being at Seojun’s house. Everyone has parents that seem to love them and then there’s her, unloved and unwanted. Maybe she made the wrong decision by coming here.

Su-ah’s mother pulls her out of her self-inflicted abyss, “Sujin sweetie, Su-ah didn’t tell us you were coming over? Are you staying for dinner?”

She freezes at the question, Su-ah had invited her so readily that she had just assumed that her parents were also aware of her intrusion, guilts builds slowly as she opens her dessert dry lips to respond wondering if she’ll be welcomed back at the Han house.

“Mom, can Sujin stay the night? Her parents are out of town and I think she’s too young to be home all alone don’t you think? Dangerous people are everywhere these days.” This is said all within one breathe and she feels her eyes widen from the lie and she feels her stomach drop, but her chance of being allowed to stay here hinges on these two adults that she has only met a hand full of times caring about her safety enough to let her intrude in their house. She wishes she could just skip the humiliation when they deny her entry, because they will. Why should they care about the wellbeing of any child besides their own?

Why would they care about her?

“Oh. Of course! You are absolutely right dear, how could be allow Sujin to stay alone in that big house. She can stay until her parents are back, it’s only right?” Su-ah’s mom glances over at her husband and they have a quick conversation with their eyes, before he nods enthusiastically agreeing, “Stay as long as you need to. You are always welcome in our home.”

Su-ah doesn’t respond as if their answers were a given. She in contrary has to struggle not to ask them why they even care about her, but her confusion must be apparent on her face based on the sad look that washes over Su-ah’s pretty face.

“Come on Sujin-ah let’s go wash up. I’ll lend you some clothes.” Before she can refuse, they should probably help her parents with dinner right? But her parents wave them off breezily, their laughter following them as Su-ah tugs her out of the small room and up the stairs to her room.

“I already know what you’re thinking. I know it’s hard but to my parents you are just my best friend. Someone that has always stood up for me and stayed beside me even though I’m not rich like you. They know how much you mean to me, that’s why they care about you too.”

She flounders like a fish hoisted on land, words escaping her. In the end she merely nods because Su-ah leaves no room for argument.

“Here put this on.” The usually bubbly girl thrusts a sweatshirt and shorts at her. She takes the clothes and quietly walks to the bathroom to change, her head heavy with thoughts caught between her insecurities and the newfound confidence that has been pushing at the cracks in the surface.

She has people that care about her. What a novel experience.

Dinner is a rambunctious affair although she feels like a voyeur, she only speaks when spoken too and finds herself lost in how comfortable they are with each other. She also chokes on her kimchi when Su-ah’s father starts to ask her about school and her plans for college, he catches her off guard and this results in her answering honestly before her brain has a chance to intervene.

“I want to help children in troubled homes.”

Everyone stops eating, the clinks of chopsticks on bowls ringing loudly in her ears and she can’t bring herself to look up. Too frightened about what she’ll see on their faces, too terrified of herself for saying it when she didn’t even know this was something she herself wanted. She isn’t even done helping herself so could she help anyone else, plus she’s had so much outside assistance along the way. Is she even qualified to help anyone else when she is still a mess and her friends are the only reason that she hasn’t crumbled to pieces, is it arrogant of her to assume that anyone could possible want--

“I think that’s very admirable sweetie. This world needs more people like you, Su-ah why can’t you have a selfless dream like that? We should replace you with Sujin!” Just like that the tension is broken, as Su-ah’s mom pinches her on the arm and the other girls dramatically cries out hiding behind her for protection and she feels a weight lift off her chest.

Seojun doesn’t message her as she assumed he would and she tries not to be affected by his lack of communication, but it stings in a notable way that has her wondering if he’s mad about her stunt in the cafeteria. But she’s unable to muster up the courage to send the first message, so instead she falls asleep with his smile in her mind and his phantom touch on her skin.

Breakfast is a more frenzied than lunch with everyone moving like mechanized toys around each other in a way that screams domesticity and before she knows it they are marching up the incline that leads to their school arms linked as per Su-ah who is chattering away on her side.

“--So we decided we were better off as friends.” She jolts back to reality at the casually stated fact, twisting to look at her best friend in shock.

“Wait what? Better off as friends?” She echoes stupidly, forcing herself to not look for a certain gigantic figure and focus all her attention on Su-ah who looks forlorn but not devastated.

“Tae-hoon. We broke up.”

She stops suddenly and it forces Su-ah to stumble before catching herself too.

“What? When?” She scours her brain trying to recall if she noticed anything strange about them lately but she can’t remember because someone else has been flooding her thoughts, most days they go home together and she’s lost track of the amount of times she has fallen asleep while on the phone with him.

She had become of one those girls.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Su-ah I’ve been so selfish. I’m the worst friend, I just dump my problems on you and don’t even listen--” It’s a good thing that Su-ah interrupts her with firm hands on her shoulders because she can feel her chest begin to tighten and her eyes start to prick with hot wetness and she absolutely cannot cry at school, not with these vultures anticipating her downfall.

“Sujin, breathe.”

She sucks in a huge gust of air filling her lungs before exhaling with a wheezing squeak, sounding like a balloon decompressing. Su-ah doesn’t laugh though calmly talking her off the edge until the static in her ear stops and she can breathe again with feeling like she’s going to collapse.

“Are you okay?” Su-ah asks pulling her into a loose hug and she feels embarrassed, nothing this mundane has ever set off an attack before. She wrongfully thought she was getting better.

“I’m okay. Just feel stupid, you all do so much for me and I can’t even be there for you.” She mumbles into her friend’s back straps and of course the universe just keeps kicking her when she’s down because it’s then that she hears the familiar rumble of motorcycle and then the skid of tires on asphalt. Clumsily she tries to detach herself from Su-ah, pulling her towards the school before they are spotted.

Su-ah stumbles after her, calling out her name and trying to tug her backwards but she didn’t train all those years to let the slim girl overpower her. Purposely (cowardly) she just keeps moving, needing to put more space between them despite missing him so much yesterday. She feels too vulnerable right now, too soft and malleable to the touch. But she misses how easily he spots her towering over almost everyone else, those long legs eating up the space she put between them in mere seconds and just as her hand touches the door handle his hand touches her shoulder, a light barely there touch that makes her skin pimple up with goosebumps.

“Hey baby.”

He sounds relaxed, but there’s an undercurrent to his voice. Something she can’t quite put her finger on.

“Su-ah,” he states greeting her friend and the bubbly girl chirps back as she stares at a spot on the ground.

“The bell’s about to ring. I need to get something from my locker, I’ll see you both later.”

She tightens her grip on Su-ah’s hand, refusing to let her go like this. She wants to be a better friend.

“It’s okay, I mean it. I am okay. So please stop beating yourself up, just talk to your boyfriend we can catch up later. I’ll invite Jukyeong over too, we can all chat okay?” Su-ah untangles their hands and bounds off with more cheer than she expects after hearing the news.

Seojun’s hands curls around shoulder in comfort before sliding down to her back, sloping around her waist and dragging her closely with barely concealed strength.

“What happened? Did something happen at her house?” He sounds so worried that she instinctively looks up and those feline eyes are filled with concern and the desire to kiss him almost knocks her over with its intensity.

“I found her about her and Tae-hoon.”

He places his chin on top of her head with a soft sigh, and she absently remembers that they are in the middle of the hallway but she can’t bring herself to push him away, his cologne tickles her nose.

“Oh that,” he responds walking her backwards out of the way of oncoming traffic as the minutes until the bell rings lessen, she can hear the frenzied whispers all around them but his body pressed against hers forces all other thoughts out.

“How did you know?” she demands.

“He wouldn’t stop crying. He even came to my job, I had to kick him out. But why are you so upset about that? Su-ah seems okay.”

“Was I the only one who didn’t know? I feel like an idiot, how can I even call myself her best friend?” A stray tear escapes from her ironclad hold and he brushes it away with the pad of his thumb, humming lowly before drawing her further into his chest his smell all but surrounding her.

“Don’t be upset. Su-ah knows that you’re going through so much.”

“But I’m her best friend!” She argues, she doesn’t want an out or excuses for her behavior.

“Okay. Is that all you’re upset about though? That you didn’t know about Su-ah and Tae-hoon?” He sees through her like a glass door, she has to fight the urge to shove him away and yell at him that he knows nothing about her. That would simply be a lie, a falsity because he knows too much about her in actuality.

“Yes.” She lies, stomping down on her hurt from last night.

“Princess.” He growls and she huffs hating how that pet name makes her stomach flutter and hating how much she doesn’t hate it anymore, not even a little bit.

“It’s nothing. I’ll get over it.”

“Tell me. Please.”

Damn him. Damn him straight to hell. The pleading in his voice disarms her and even the bell ringing shrilly in the distance is not enough to break this moment, not like his voice breaks her resolve.

“You didn’t text me last night.” She mumbles under her breath and pulls away from him rushing to class before he can respond, her cheeks stained red in embarrassment. Ignoring him calling her name behind her, she grabs the door to their classroom running inside. She wants nothing more than to evaporate into nothingness but that scientific marvel doesn’t occur so instead she takes her seat and pointedly avoids his eyes has he glides into the room. She shivers as he brushes past her, loudly taking his seat uncaring that they’re late and their teacher is glaring at them both.

Class goes off without a hitch, before a folded white square lands on her table. Making sure nobody is watching she unfolds it, slowly and quietly heart thumping away.

Meet me on the roof during lunch. Let’s talk.

It’s simple to recognize his handwriting with the slopping l’s and messy t’s and she turns to look at him without thought, meeting his hypnotizing stare and when he lifts a thin eyebrow she jumps twisting back around.

Thinking.

He didn’t know what to say or do. After the run in with Sujin’s mother he had contemplated calling her and telling her everything immediately but memories of how her eyes hardened when she looked at Suho made him give pause. What if she thought he was the one who initiated that meeting behind her back and started to ignore him?

No. He had to talk to her face to face, calling her would only lead to him exposing his every thought and he couldn’t bear the idea of her pulling away from him now after how far they had come, other people even knew about their relationship now. He never thought they would reach that point this soon.

He hadn’t looked inside the envelope, it wasn’t meant for his eyes. It was in his backpack, weighing him down with every step he took up the staircase. Sujin had been avoiding him since this morning, so he mildly feared she wouldn’t show up but nonetheless he continued up the stairs to a location that held memories for them both, it was where he decided that he wasn’t going to give up on her even though back then he had no idea what his feelings would grow to be.

Slamming the door open, he almost jumps himself seeing Sujin’s figure already waiting for him.

“You came.” He says unnecessarily but she spins around, her skirt swishing with the motion until they are facing each other. The sun beams down her on face, giving it a sunkissed glow that temporarily stuns him.

“What do we need to talk about?” She replies, getting straight to the point and the wobble in her voice makes him consider that she has a different understanding of why they’re meeting on the rooftop.

“Come here,” he begs closing the space between them and to his surprise she meets him halfway, and letting go of everything he bends down and presses his lips softly against her gasping mouth. It’s barely a kiss at first, just mouths touching and then she leans closer and the kiss comes to life, she moves as if he’s going to disappear swiping at his lips and licking at his tongue when he grants her entrance, her fingers in sliding into his hair at the nape of his neck and arousal shoots through his blood like a tsunami wave. He grabs her tighter helplessly pushing his aching groin into her hip, panting when she sucks his tongue in her mouth with a filthy moan that makes his skin feel too tight and too thin.

“Sujin.....fuck. We should stop.”

He says that but then does the opposite by grabbing her legs and hoisting her further up the length of his body, images of them in his bed grinding into each other flash in his mind. He has been restraining himself since then, and although this is not why he asked her to meet him on the rooftop he can’t stop touching, or kissing or grinding into the too hot space between legs especially when she lets out too breathy gasps right next to his ears.

Breaking their kiss with a wet pop she pants out, “Why didn’t you call me yesterday?” He struggles to answer the question, her hips are still torturously swiveling and all the blood in his body is rushing downward leaving his poor brain empty and malnourished.

“Huh?’ He answers idiotically, but she is hellbent on having this conversation while breaking his brain.

“I waited all night. Why didn’t you call? Were you mad that I kissed you at school? Did you not want anyone to know about us?” She fires each question right after the other, simultaneously bouncing in his arms and clawing at his back and he spins them around to slam her into the door and thrust harshly up into her in a move that makes starburst explode behind his eyelids, no memory of when exactly he closed his eyes.

Then she pushes his backpack off his shoulders and the crash and recollection of what is in the bag is a much needed wake up call for him, his dick groans in disappointment as he draws his hips back and gently places Sujin back on the ground. She seems bewildered by the sudden change and whines attempting to draw him back, it’s hard (boy is it hard) but he finds the strings of his control and inhales deeply before stepping away.

“This isn’t why I asked you to meet me here.” She stares back with hazy eyes glossed over temptingly and he has to look away from her red flushed face, it’s waking up his sleeping dragon.

Squatting to open his bag, he quickly grabs the manila envelope thrusting it towards her before he loses his resolve.

“Here. This is why I couldn’t call last night.”

Suspiciously she looks down at the envelope, hesitating before taking it from his hand. Immediately she looks back up at him.

“What’s in here?”

“I don’t know......your mother brought it to the shop yesterday. She told me to give it to you.”

He watches as a plethora of emotions races across her usually unexpressive face, it moves like a kaleidoscope before settling on anger and betrayal. It was expected but it still hurts to see it take fruition, he doesn’t have her full trust, yet.

“No. Whatever you’re thinking baby, no. I would never do anything to betray you, she showed up on her own and make me this. I didn’t even open it, if you decided to tear it up or burn it that’s your decision but I wanted to give you the choice.”

Her gaze is hard and he wonders if she's about to lash out but just like storm clouds it passes without reason or rhyme and that vulnerable look takes its place.

“Why is she doing this? She spent years doing nothing! So why now? Why do anything?” She cries out throwing the envelope on the ground, he steps closer not quite touching her but offering his support and there is a pregnant pause before she melts into him, gone is the tornado of arousal and want that enveloped them before. He hugs her tight and pretends not to notice the growing wet spot in the front of his uniform shirt.

“Shhhh, everything is going to be alright. I’m here, princess. I’m right here.”

Sae-Mi can’t believe her good fortune.

Her father in a police officer, the chief and it’s almost laughable to her. He is the furthest thing from a figure of righteousness. Growing up she realized that she would never be enough in eyes, while her brother was a saint that could do no wrong. Their mother was just a whore who only knew how to open her legs to powerful men- taught by her father at the tender age of five and she was the unwanted carbon copy of said whore.

Few people know that he’s her father until she winds up in trouble and he’s forced to show up and save her, he does not care about her but he does care about his reputation enough to help his screw up of a daughter at least.

The police car speeds down the road, siren on forcing drivers to pull over and she rolls her eyes at her father’s pathethic show of power. Staring out the opposite window she wonders if he would even notice if she disappeared, maybe he would be happy.

“When are you going to get your life together? Your brother never does this. You are just like your mother, more trouble than you’re worth.”

It’s nothing new, familiar stabs that she barely feels anymore because it’s all she’s ever heard from the man. She has tried arguing back but once he became so enraged she thought he would actually hit her and the wall cracked under the pressure of his fists and she had been silent since then. Now it’s best to just let him get it out of his system until he dumps her home and promptly forgets about her existence again.

“You think your life is so hard. You don’t even know what struggle is, there’s a girl your age who is being abused by her father. That’s the case I’m working on right now, some big name actor came in and reported it.”

That catches her attention, making her look up from her cellphone for a second. Her father is red and his lip is twisted in a sneer, but she knows better it’s not because he particularly cares about the victim it’s probably because of all the paperwork he has to do.

“I’ve had to do so much fucking paperwork,” bingo, she mentally replies looking back down to her phone interest all but dissolved.

“The abuser is a doctor they claim, Dr. Kang or something like that.”

Pausing she looks at her father, her heading tingling with familiarity. She knows that name from somewhere. But she just can’t place it at the moment, too many thoughts racing in her head.

“There are kids who have it way worst than you, so get your act together before I throw you out once and for all.”

The same old threat, they pull up outside their house and without another word she opens the door and gets out of the car slamming the door shut and wincing at the loud screech as her father pulls away.

Asshole.

She goes inside, and makes ramyeon for one slurping the noodles loudly in front of the tv. Her brother is away for college so the house is a lot more quiet now. She doesn’t miss him but having him here did make her father less despicable, simply because with Tae-Mi around her father had no time to care about what she was doing. Now it was just them, she understood why her mother abandoned them all, she would happily do the same.

Hours, later she hops into bed with her skin squeaky clean and her pajamas soft on her skin, it’s only 12pm so instead of laying down she grabs her phone and opens Instagram on auto pilot. Han Seojun hasn’t posted in a while she had been methodically checking but something else catches her eye, it’s a blurry video of a cafeteria posted by a girl she follows who goes to Saebom High. Squinting she tries to understand what she’s seeing, it’s two students standing in front of each other and then she hears the clear cacophonous roar of the room as they chant, it sounds like they’re demanding that the pair kiss. She smirks as they listen to the group and then the video cuts off suddenly, leaving the screen black.

Immediately she goes to the comment section, curious about this pair who boldly kissed in front of a group of people. She didn’t expect anyone in that school to have the balls to pull a move like that perhaps they weren’t all chicken shit.

But then confusion hits her like a brick because almost everyone in the comments is talking about Han Seojun and complaining that he’s no longer single and then she hones in on another comment that makes her blood run cold.

That’s Kang Sujin, they’re dating. I can’t believer Oppa would date someone like her, he could do so much better.

There's no way. He couldn’t be with her, he couldn’t actually be dating that rich spoiled bitch, he knew how she felt about him so how could he choose that brat instead? In a fit of anger she flings her phone across the room, watching with red hot satisfaction as it breaks at the impact against the wall.

Slamming her head forcefully into her pillow, she tries to deny it. It has to be fake, there is no way that Han Seojun would date someone like he--

Wait.

The prickly feeling comes back and she bolts up into a seated position.

Kang Sujin.....Dr. Kang.

“..... there’s a girl your age who is being abused by her father.”

“Oh my god.” She jumps out of her bed with glee, could she really be that lucky? Had her father finally done something worthwhile, with a devious smile she runs to pick up the pieces of her phone, she desperately needs to do some research.

#junjin #true beauty #my canon couple #I believe in han seojun superiority #han seojun #kang sujin

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todaydreambelieversfic · 4 years ago

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Author Spotlight : InsightfulInsomniac Day 3

Author Spotlight : InsightfulInsomniac (@zigxzag-klaine)

How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?

Um. I rarely ever revise before posting. I’ve maybe revised once or twice. Once I post it, I’ll read through it on AO3 and fix any accidental typos that I catch, but that’s it. I churn it out and post it often on the same day... so. That’s my style, and it’s a bit insane, but that’s me!

If you were to revise one of your older fics from start to finish, which would it be and why?

I think I’d like to revisit “A Tale of Two Toothbrushes.” I love it, and it’s a really sweet fic of mine, but I could see myself revising it a bit. I just think that’s I’ve grown in my writing since then, and I have a better grasp on the characters than I did at that moment. That being said, I still love it.

What do you look for in a beta?

I actually don’t have one... oops. However, my younger sister does read over every fanfic I write and lets me bounce ideas off of her when I have writer’s block, so she’s definitely my unofficial beta. What I’d look for is a genuine interest in the characters and storylines that they’re subjected to!

If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?

I’d choose to write the sequel of one of my favorite one shots of all time, “I Saw the Signs,” by Skivvysupreme. It’s about Burt realizing everything about the aftermath of 3x05 “The First Time,” and I’d love to continue that fic. I’ve written a little around my own take on that arc, but theirs is just so perfect that I’d love to continue it.

Do you take liberties with canon or are you very strict about your fic being canon compliant?

I am the definition of being strictly canon-compliant. That’s where I exist comfortably in my writing, and I’m always so impressed by people who can write beyond it! However, I genuinely love being confined to canon, because it allows for analysis and expansion of tangible concepts that exist in the Glee universe!

Talk about a review that made your day.

Oh wow, literally every review makes my day, but one that sticks out to me as of recently was from a lovely returning reader. They had noted at the beginning of their very long comment that they started reading and then decided to open up the comment window in another tab so they could comment as they went because they knew they’d forget everything they’d want to say. They then proceeded to point out their favorite lines and moments within the entire 7000 word story, and it made my day! I also love the reviews that say that my canon is now their canon, because I write a lot of future fics — knowing that I’ve stuck true to the characters even while continuing their lives according to my own universe is always such an encouraging compliment.

Do you ever get rude reviews and how do you deal with them?

I find that most of the community on AO3 is exceedingly sweet, so it’s very rare. That being said, I do occasionally get criticism, such as little notes like “I don’t understand this plot point” or “(character) probably wouldn’t say/think that because ____.” Most of the time, I’ll agree with or understand their criticism, and either fix the issue noted or explain why I made that creative choice, and then leave it at that. Sometimes, however, you just have to let it go. I’ve had a few suggestions or criticisms that I just didn’t agree with, so I didn’t respond to them! Again, most of the Glee community on Ao3 is so wonderful, so that’s extremely rare.

What advice do you have for people just starting to write?

Just go for it! Write those ideas that are swimming around in your head, even if they come out incomplete or in need of revision. Don’t ever think that your story is one that’s already been told — you will always offer a new perspective. Don’t be afraid to write what you love, even if it’s been done before. Just write, and if you’re ready to share it with people, take that leap of faith! It’ll be worth it in the end, and you always have room to grow.

Which fic do you most like to discuss with other people? Why?

I’m going to go with a series of mine instead of a singular fic — my dads!klaine series is SO fun to discuss because I adore seeing how people interpret my Klaine kids. They’re all original characters that I’ve created, and they’ve really cemented their individual places in my verse. I love that people get attached to my version Klaine’s kids and accept them as their canon, and I love that they care just as much about them as they do Kurt and Blaine (because I do too)!

What's one aspect of writing fic that gets you really excited?

I’ve talked about this a lot, but the opportunity to fill in and expand upon bits of canon that were either rushed or overlooked in the greater picture that was Glee. I love diving in deep to characters or small moments in time, and fanfic allows authors to do that on their own terms through their own interpretations. I really care about this show and its characters, and I try to show that through my fics.

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Missing Moments: The Wedding - Missing moments from 6x08 “The Wedding.” Basically everything we wanted to see that the show didn’t give us, from their decision to get married all the way to the quiet moments alone after the wedding is over.

A Tale of Two Toothbrushes - On Burt’s day off, he decides to do some spring cleaning. When he cleans Kurt’s bathroom, he discovers not one, but two toothbrushes. When he realizes why that is, he decides to make something to help Blaine feel more at home.

Caught Red-Handed - Kurt and Blaine are staying with Burt and Carole for the few days before they leave for their honeymoon. Being newlyweds is one thing, but being newlyweds two doors down from your in-laws is another. Kurt doesn’t seem to care, but Blaine cares a lot.

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sparklingpax · 4 years ago

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Tales From Iacon - Part 3: Understanding

A/N:

-Part 1, Part 2

-I also have a wattpad where I’m posting updates as well as other stories! (user is @/kunixjiro)

-Lol so after an actual eternity I finally resolved this,,,sorta,,,,sorry for the wait ^^’’

-Sorry if this is badly written (and for any typos, mistakes, weird phrasings, etc)

-This one’s long too O//O’’ oops....^^’’

-Please forgive me for constantly making up bots to fill roles I need in stories lolo I,,,I promise I’ll figure out a better way to do that,,,,, :’D

-Oh, and apologies if anyone was ooc >//<

-And yes I cut it off before the encounter because I’m mean >:D and because it’s not done being edited but I really really really wanted to post the next part of this story tonight so anyway, here we are ^^’’

-Ahhh....and with that, I guess, enjoy!!! <3

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Weeks had passed since Orion and Megatronus had parted.

Megatronus had fought more battles at the rink. Since then, a familiar ache had set into his bones, making him wonder why every fight seemed duller than the last. Yet, for the crowds that surrounded him most nights, he put on his best show. Judging by the sounds of their cheers, he had done a good job at that.

Though, at his spark, their cheers felt distant and faded.

Why was it such a big deal, that the archivist did not wish to see you fight?

When he was alone, the thought came to bother him, to almost taunt him for being so…dramatic. For a moment, he’d justify himself, but Megatronus quickly came to see that Orion had come with only good intentions.

What I lacked was understanding, a grand flaw I have yet to fix, it seems.

Parts of him wished he could forget about Orion…but most of him wished only to see his friend again—to say to him it was all ok. The last thing he’d wanted was to scare his friend away…and he’d done just that.

All of him wondered…could Orion ever forgive him for being so childish?

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Orion Pax had continued his work and studies. He spent his days working around the building, organizing, and filing one thing after another. At night, the young archivist studied until he couldn’t keep his optics open any longer. He worked tirelessly at his projects, writing papers with much fervor.

Yet deep down, he felt an emptiness. Sadness and guilt continued to weigh on his spark.

Orion wished more and more with each passing day, that he had kept silent. Had Megatronus been angry at him, he wouldn’t have minded…but the rejection that shone so clearly in his gaze…

Orion could scarcely bear the thought as it came to distract him every now and then. Still, the young bot kept a small hope alive in his spark.

Primus willing—he thought, setting down a box of old files—I’ll see him soon. Maybe then, I can fix things…I only hope that time has done its work.

Almost without thinking, Orion moved towards a window, to gaze absent-mindedly at the stars dotting the sky—sparkling from afar, mildly, elegantly. He had realized only in these past weeks that Megatronus was someone special to him…

A friend I…do not wish to lose if I can help it.

///

“Orion, are you in here?”

The young bot looked up from his holopad, hearing a voice from outside the door, abruptly torn from a riveting story about—

“Yes, Alpha Trion,” he left his desk and made his way to the door. It was quite odd that his teacher should come by at such an hour, but all the same, Orion offered no argument.

He stepped outside to find his mentor already slowly walking down the hall. Before he could inquire about anything, Alpha Trion lifted an arm to silence him, not even turning to do so.

“Walk with me, my student.”

Without a word, Orion followed the master archivist, quickening his pace until he had come up beside him.

In silence, they walked for a few minutes. Then, as if sensing Orion’s curiosity, Alpha Trion chuckled softly. His optics sparkled with gentleness, serenity, and boundless wisdom.

Orion had always thought that—even from the first moment he’d laid eyes on his mentor, when he arrived at the door to Iacon.

“Orion, my student,” he began, “I am sorry to have interrupted your recreational free time.” To that, Orion gave a polite smile.

“It was no trouble at all, master.”

Alpha Trion hummed to himself and nodded. “I just wanted to let you know that I notice you have been working hard. Therefore, I wish to allow you a break.”

The surge of excitement was quickly deflated once Orion quickly remembered that such free time was not of much use to him…as he no longer had anyone to meet…and nowhere to go, really.

Sure, it was nice to read—which was usually what Orion enjoyed doing when he had the time. But since he’d met Megatronus, the prospect of hanging out with him was far more exciting than any of the tales spun in his books.

His friend was much like a tale unto himself….

“However, you cannot really use that time for much, right?”

Orion’s spark skipped a beat at his mentor’s words. He halted, staring at the floor. His teacher continued on a few steps before he, too, stopped.

That’s right…and I have only…myself to thank for that…

As if hearing his thoughts, Alpha Trion turned to him and drew close, placing one servo on the young scholar’s shoulder. His eyes shone with something wistful…something Orion couldn’t really put into words.

“Young spark, listen to me.”

“I am.”

“The details of the situation are beyond my knowledge, but I only wish to say one thing. I sense that you know this, but you must fix whatever has happened between you and your friend. I know not his name, nor what caused the evident rift in your relationship. However, I do understand…”

A pure sadness—some kind of deep regret—passed over his gaze, shimmering faintly.

“I understand what it means to lose a friend, to wish only that you’d done or not done one thing or another. To wish you’d not let it all happen…that you could go back in time and do it all over.”

He stared to his right. Following his gaze, Orion set his optics on the gorgeous mural hanging on the wall. In silence, he studied the painting—an artist’s depiction of the Thirteen Primes, all in harmonious glory and power. Not moving his eyes either, Alpha Trion spoke once more.

“Eventually, time comes and takes from us. So, cherish what is meant to last for the moment, and replenish whatever you can. I believe you know in your spark…how to make things right. You have given it time, Orion. Do not let such a precious thing as friends slip through your servos like sand.…for no matter who they are, if they bring you joy…”

“Such a bot is…a true friend….”

“And now, there is understanding. Trust that he…has gained his.”

Leaving Orion to stare ahead, speechless, Alpha Trion gave his student one last pat on the shoulder, then turned and continued down the halls, disappearing round the bend.

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Tap, tap, tap, tap!!

Light footfalls sounded on the dirty, metal floors, quickly drawing closer to Megatronus’s quarters. He only barely heard them as he sat alone in his room.

His eyes were closed, head against the wall and tilted towards the ceiling.

No real thoughts swam around in his mind.

“Megatronus, sir!”

The shrill voice reached his audio receptors, jolting him out of this blank state. He growled to himself, wishing he had not been disturbed. Then, with a sigh, he rose from the berth and unlocked the door to peek out into the halls.

“There you are! I—I have a message from—uh, from…” the young, thin-framed, brightly colored bot shuffled around his brown bag for a moment. At last, he pulled out a thin screen—a message tablet. As the bot entered something into his delivery log, Megatronus folded his arms, interested.

Who would be trying to contact me…who would use a message tablet…?

“It doesn’t say who it’s from, but the order here says it’s urgent—so here you go, sir.”

The bot carefully handed the gladiator the thin, glowing object. Megatronus nodded his thanks and took a step back into his room.

“Uh—uhm, sir…”

The delivery bot stammered quietly, causing Megatronus to stop look up.

Now what?

“Do you need something?” He asked as politely as he could.

The thin-framed mech gripped the strap of his delivery bag and looked away for a moment before nodding.

“I, uh…I just thought—well, I wanted to let you know th-that—um…”

He shook his head harshly, worrying that Megatronus was starting to become annoyed.

“I’ve…listened to a lot of your discussions—your speeches—and, um….” He took a deep breath, then looked up to Megatronus, admiration sparkling brightly in the depths of his optics. “You’re a hero to me, sir. I—I want to let you know that…wherever you take your fight for freedom…I, for one, am right behind you…” he bowed his head a little. “As a delivery bot, with my weak, thin frame, I’m—I’m no good in any of the professions I wish I could enter, anyway…but your speeches about—y’know, equality and all…I just get so inspired!”

Megatronus was taken completely aback by this, yet pleased to know he had one more ally in his campaign. Feeling pride in himself and joy knowing he could help this bot, he reached out and placed a firm servo on the smaller mech’s shoulder.

“You are worth as much as you wish yourself to be, young bot. And your capability is also, only defined by you.” He smiled warmly. “What is your name?”

The delivery bot looked so happy it seemed as if he’d burst.

“Mikro, sir!”

Megatronus laughed softly. “Thank you for your kind words, support, and,” he held up the message tablet with a grin, “This.” They shared a quiet laugh. After a moment, the gladiator continued. “Always remember this, Mikro. All bots have a spark in them, and that is the only deciding factor of their worth.”

With that, he nodded a goodbye and stepped back into his room, closing the door.

What a nice, young soul.

He set the tablet down on a table and touched it, hoping to see who had sent the—

“Megatronus, hello.”

Orion’s face appeared on the screen, accompanied by his soft, level voice.

Megatronus was greatly surprised. He felt a twinge of anger, but it was outweighed by a strange joy at seeing and hearing his friend after these long, empty weeks…

“I am recording this from my room, and I will send it by an acquaintance of mine as soon as possible. I hope this reaches you well,” On the screen, Orion looked away, seeming nervous. “I will be at the entrance to Kaon city tomorrow. If…you are willing to meet with me…I have something to tell you—to show you—something that would not mean as much were I to share it over this screen. I apologize if I have inconvenienced you. May Primus be with you in all you do, Megatronus.”

Click!

Megatronus stared at the blank screen, seeing his own face reflected in the black glass. He sighed, gently setting the tablet face down. He laid on his berth, staring at the ceiling, thinking.

Finally, he reached a decision.

“See you tomorrow, then, Orion.”

....

I wanna just apologize again if there was any weird wording, spacing, typos, etc because I’m falling asleep/my head hurts/my stomach also hurts as I’m editing this :P ,,,,it’s 2 am,,,,,but for the sake of finally posting it because I’ve wanted to for so long, I’m trying my best! I’ll read through it tomorrow and probably fix some stuff lol

Oh an dw I’m not abandoning the other fic I’m writing, just updating this one cuz it’s been a while....^^’’

ANyway, thanks so much for reading!!! <3

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thoschei-rights · 5 years ago

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Even more Who Fic ideas I can’t write bc I’m lazy

Okay maybe not lazy- I don’t think I’m lazy? I just really struggle keeping attention, and after a paragraph I’m bored? I struggle to stick with thing?? Idk? I dunno how to explain- but yeah take my ideas and run with them if you like them?? Heck if you write them, hit me up, and I’ll literally link them in this post <3

Okay so some of these exist already but they’re all mostly text fics? But can we please have more Eleven/Dhawan!Master fics?? I think the fandom has mostly just accepted their original meeting was while he was Eleven because he’s the only New Who Doctor not to have a Master Post-Ten? (Look I bolded post-ten so yall don’t think I’m ignoring Nine and The War Doc??) Can we not have the Master lowkey flirting with Eleven and Eleven being flustered af bc Eleven was a baby :’) Idk? I just- I have no excuses haha

This is an idea Ive had for a while, because I like River and y’know? Space Wives?? Please? :’) But anyway, my biggest love would be Thirteen in the Library episodes? Thirteen lowkey infiltrating the exploration squad or whatever the fudge they were called, she could pass as a normal person albeit a bit eccentric? Because River definitely doesn’t know that face if the Husbands of River Song is anything to go by? Thirteen promising herself she’s not there to get involved or change anything, she’s just there to see River one more time- but then Oop- she get’s involved gg :’) Its up to you how much she changes, if anything gets overwritten? Go crazy yo-

This prompt contains Broadchurch S2 spoilers btw Okay this one is a crossover? Sorry. Normally I’m not a crossover person, I just don’t like them most of the time unless they’re really well written? I read an amazing D:BH x Marvel crossover once?? ANYWAY. I’m going off on one... Broadchurch x Who fics aren’t rare.. but ones including Thirteen are hella rare and it makes me so sad?? But anyway, I finished season 2 the other day and lol at they end, Paul is all like lol bye Joe off to Sheffield you go... and I’m just there fucking screaming? Imagine right? Joe is just chilling in Sheffield being the shitstain that he is? And he sees Thirteen? and he’s like? fuck? what? help? Extra points if she’s being super gay with Yaz or she’s lowkey with the Master :’) but either way Joe is pissing himself bc he’s like holy fuck i’m being haunted or karma or- idk :’) extra extra points if Thirteen spots this random human staring and thinks he’s being homophobic or racist or smth and she lowkey gives him a glare and hESHJBF,DJKBFHDHJKFSDG I’m fine. fuck. i’m honestly fine. Joe deserves jail thanks he made my baby cry :ccc

nOW I have that out of the way- iMAgine lets kill hitler but when River gives him her regenerative shizzle, it heals him yes, but he also regenerates into Twelve? bc by this point the ponds have witnessed Mels > River regeneration so they’re aware of the concept? but now? their young energetic puppy of a doctor is a grumpy scot? and they’re whiplash af? but they aren’t the type to get judgemental? bc he’s still the doctor? I think if the ponds ever had to deal with a regen, they’re definitely in the group that would be accepting and wouldn’t taken ten years to get over it (LOOKING AT YOU CLARA YOU MEANIE???) Rory having a mid-life crisis bc now he has TWO anger scot peoples

Clara breaking Thirteen out of prison bc we’ve all seen the Jack versions but hi Clara can’t get back to Gallifrey to be put back in her timestream if iTS ALL DESTROYED SO IS SHE IMMORTAL??/ Anyway yeah Clara is like lmao psyche I’m gonna go save the dork from prison bc ur not telling me she doesn’t keep tabs on him? pft. Thirteen is like woah holy shit Clara? and Clara is like woah holy shit yoU REMEMBER ME AND YOU’RE GORGEOUS AND WOAH SHIT NOW IM GAY?? :’) and then Jack bursts in and he’s like oh i was late which one of you are the doctor- :’)

Asylum of the Daleks except Eleven literally takes Dalek Oswin with him? and news spreads among the universe? the doctor and a dalek> traveling? together? it causes the biggest shOOKETH in the history of shOOKETHs? imagine landing places and peoples reactions to a fuCKING DaleK OH SHIT WE GON DIE but then woah?? a literal sassy female-sounding dalek? hi bye wtf? Yes. We stan Dalek Oswin.

Thasmin bc I need to make sure yall know deSPITE THE USERNAME I DO ACTUALLY DIE FOR THASMIN TOO YKNOW??? anyway, the house-tardis (housis) likes Yaz, bc everyone likes Yaz, have you met her? she’s precious? we love? anyway the housis takes Yaz to the Doctor bc Yaz is lowkey begging bc she needs to save her- she doesn’t know what happens but- she hopes and- anyway the housis takes her to prison and yeet Yaz is a badass and breaks her out? Thirteen is like woAH im gay af when Yaz deadass throws a guard over her shoulder or smth and she’s like I DONT APPROVE OF TH E VIOLEN C E but she’s also gay crisis af :’) we just have lots of prison break alternatives in this church

Can i throw in another broadchurch crossover? I like these... The Master escapes the Kasaavin realm and ends up in Broadchurch? He’s bare confused why everyone looks like the doctor or his/her/their human pets :’) he lowkey does double takes every two seconds. without a tardis he’s forced to live as a human for a bit, while trying to contact the doctor, bc as much as he doesnt wanna admit it, he needs her to give him a lift to his tardis lmao- anyway she eventually turns up and idk , everything falls to shit bc the general public are so confused bc now there’s two beths :’)

the fam end up in petes world after a shitshow in the votex :’) maybe someone crashes into them (lol probably the master being a bish) and yep. thirteen is like o shit nope i cant do this- but the fam wanna explore, so she can’t refuse. and ofc, cliche af but oFC THEY RUN INTO ROSE? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME? WE NEED BLONDE BABIES TOGETHER THANKS? maybe thirteen is trying to pretend to be normal and human and its a disaster and the fam are confused but play along, maybe they’re dragged into an alien issue and its all running and shit? maybe meta doc is dead? maybe thirteen wants to tell rose who she is so bad but? she cant? things are so different now? she’s changed so much> she’s scared? jkhflkjhg precious- but yeah take it as you wANT YO

the fam meeting missy. you can set missy pre-dhawan, post-dhawan, I’m not bothered? personally I really like post-dhawan but it’s fine. the fam are like oo whose this aND IT DOESNT CONNECT THEY’RE THE MASTER BC MISSY IS A NORMAL NAME SO THEY DONT THINK- but then it comes to light and they’re like HYJKFGUIGFDSLUHGSUHL maybe they’re angry and confrontational, maybe they’re defensive and shook?? i dunno but missy and fam are the dream squad thanks-

same as last time, this has lots of typos and gramatical errors, shit punctuation and half the time i forgot to capatalize... BUT i lowkey have a big ass bandage around a finger on my left hand and its hard to type- (i was a numpty and cut a bit off my finger at work) SO YEAH I HAVE AN EXCUSE- ?? haha jokes im just a mess... but yeah I’ll fix this post up evenbtually...

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thesapphicgeek · 6 years ago

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More The Wayhaven Chronicles x Brooklyn99

A: Before we get going, N has suggested that it'd improve morale if we started the meeting with some consensual non-work jabber.

N: I just said it might be nice if you checked in on the team's personal lives every now and then.

A: Exactly, jabber.

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M: Tell me who has me for Secret Santa.

Detective: No, that takes all the fun out of it. *M stares* It's F. They got you a scarf. I'll make them return it.

M: Yes, you will.

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M: Robo-cop! It's got everything I like. Gratuitous violence.

Detective: Oh, I thought you were listing things.

M: I was. I'm done.

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F(to A): Wait. Before you say anything, I want to guess what happened based on your face. Someone died. No! You won a prize. I'm not getting better at this.

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Captain: Detective, where are we on the case?

Detective: We are very close, Captain, aside from a complete absence of evidence, suspects, or leads. So in conclusion, not at all close.

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Detective: What's going on? Did you drive me out here to kill me?

M: I thought about it. Then I put that thought on hold.

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F: M is even wearing their formal leather jacket.

M: It's the one without any blood on it.

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A: M, please keep an eye on the Detective today. They're gonna say something to the wrong person and get themselves punched.

M: Sure, I'd love to see the Detective get punched.

A: Try again.

M: I will stop the Detective from getting punched.

A: Correct.

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A: Hello, Detective.

F: Ah, a human greeting. Nicely done A.

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F: Detective, I think I speak for all of us when-

N: They don't. A: They don't.

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Detective: So, how are we looking?

F: Sexy, but not like we're trying too hard. Like, sure, we're trying, but it's almost effortless.

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N: I don't always understand the Detective's texts. They say they're still waiting on the lab and it's "allz good", allz with a Z. Then a box with a question mark. Another box with a question mark. Another box with a question mark. And yet another box with a question mark. Then a box with a question mark. What does that mean?

F: It means you don't have emojis on your phone.

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A: F, why don't you show N what a fax machine is.

F: Okay. Imagine a letter had unprotected sex with a phone.

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F: A, you're smiling. It's very weird. Like seeing a turtle out of its shell.

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Detective: *in N's arms* Do I even weigh anything to you?

N: No, it's like holding a couple of grapes.

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A: Maybe I should wing it. 'Love, it sustains you. It's like oatmeal.'

N: Okay. Okay. Not bad for winging it.

A: I lied. Took me two hours to write that.

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F: Rules are made to be broken.

A: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.

F: Uh, piñatas.

N: Glow sticks.

M: Karate boards.

Detective: Spaghetti when you have a small pot.

N: Rules.

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N: And now I don't know what to do.

F: I think you do know what to do.

N: Thanks, F. (leaves the room)

F: I have no idea what they're gonna do but that's the safest way to give advice.

M: Yep.

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F: Guess what I'm holding behind my back?

A: Before we begin, what are the parameters of the guessing game? How many guesses do I get? Is there a time limit?

F: Forget it.

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Detective: Security footage came in. Let's see what we got.

F: Probably a huge break.

N: Well, let's not put too much pressure on it.

M: You're right. It's probably a dead end.

N: Also not helpful.

A: Let's just watch the footage!

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N: What's going on? Is there a reason you're still upset?

A: What makes you think I'm upset?

N: The giant hole you carved into the table.

A: Oops. Didn't notice. [moves a bowl of condiments on top of the hole] There, fixed it.

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Detective: Look, no one gave me the idea. I decided to ask N to marry me all on my own on April 28th.

N: [flashback] [GASPS] There's a typo in this crossword puzzle.

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M: A asked me to help you guys with some filing. Holy crap, this is gonna take all day.

Detective: Yup, it's what we call an all-dayer.

M: How long did it take you two to come up with that?

F: That was a two-dayer.

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Check out @seraphinitegames 's The Wayhaven Chronicles.

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tezsaltblogsrhpc · 7 years ago

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First Bottle of Mikes: The Prologue (Part 2)

I really don’t think the little voice clips on the random NPCs add anything. Like, in the voice-acted Etrian Odyssey games, sure, but in a game like RH, where there are a ton of NPCs and you’re likely to go on a circuit talking to all of them twice every time you hit a new town or the chapter switches, monosyllable voice clips on all of them are just going to get annoying.

Also, they seem to be using entirely male voices for the soldiers, and that annoys me.

Sips++

Oh look they didn’t correct the dude in the mess hall who calls Rosch “Major Rosch” at the start of the game, way before he’s been promoted.

Oops: 2

As I commented back when the JP demo video came out, the minimap is just sad. I mean, sure, modelling every area as a big rectangle with doors marked at their x,z locations and a marker where Stocke is is technically better than what the original had (i.e., nothing), but it’s very much a “let’s do the bare minimum amount of work and skip any part that would require significant time investment” version of the feature. It doesn’t even display save points, let alone the actual shape of the area.

why does Wand sound like he’s 30 what the hell

I’m not exactly sure why they changed the Beast Skins armor in the chest in the inn into a charm, but sure, whatever. No “durable dermis” for us anymore, I guess. :::PPP

...Oh. It’s so you can’t afford the freshly-increased price on a Custom Sword right out of the gate by selling a now-spare piece of equipment, I guess.

Sips++

I still think Rosch’s new portrait looks like his hair is a vampiric organism draining his life force and he is very sad about this.

How Do I Art: 3

His voice is a lot less deep than I would have imagined, but it works well enough. Another point in the “I’m pretty sure they‘re trying to sell you on the artbook ages with the voice acting and sorry, but it’s far too late for that to work on me” barrel, but like with Stocke’s, I’m really glad they didn’t follow the lead of his really anime Japanese voice.

Oh boy, more reduced animations! They removed the camera movement from Stocke and Rosch’s intro. Gotta love that they moved from DS to 3DS and the technical complexity of some of the game’s visuals went down.

How Do I Art: 4

...Actually, let’s increment that again for not fixing the blatant sprite error where Stocke’s shield teleports to his other arm depending on what direction he’s facing, because it drives me nuts. Giving Stocke diagonal walking animations was a priority, but not stopping his shield from teleporting? (And, incidentally, it teleports in the diagonal animations, too.)

How Do I Art: 5

Sips++

Original: “I don't mind when you're like that with me, but you shouldn't be so curt with other guys.” PC: “I don’t mind you giving me that treatment, but you really should try to warm up to everyone else.” Personal taste, but this change bugs me, because asking Stocke to not be prickly and rude is a lot more reasonable than telling him outright to make friends with people, which is what “warm up” implies.

I don’t understand why they changed “Specint” to “SI.” Not that there’s anything wrong with acronym vs. portmanteau, but they had to go to effort to change it and it just makes me think of the metric system.

Why was this changed? 7

Original: “This mission's dangerous, Stocke.” PC: “I have a bad feeling about this mission, Stocke. It’s going to be dangerous.” Why does the new script insist on making random lines wordier? Like, not that this line is made significantly worse by it or anything, but this is already turning into a pattern. They take a line that stood fine on its own and then add another sentence to it.

Like, this wouldn’t bug me so much if it wasn’t for the fact that they were making these sorts of random unnecessary changes in story cutscenes, but copy-pasting the script entirely unchanged in a lot of the rest of the game, including leaving all the rank mistakes and a bunch of the typos intact.

Wow, they managed to make Rosch’s “I could smell Death on them” speech even cheesier. “The stench of Death weighed heavy on them.” Mmm, delicious mixed metaphors.

“Listen to you! You were scared white.” Today in: lines that are actually hurt by the alternate expressions, because we saw Stocke’s expression, and it was exactly as poker-faced as usual.

Poor choice of expressions: 1

Sips++

Original: “Our victory or defeat could hang on this mission.” PC: “Alistel’s very survival rests on my shoulders.” You’d think a rerelease would be less likely to forget Raynie and Marco exist, but apparently not.

Sips++

I think I’ve figured out a lot of what it is about Raynie’s dialogue that’s bugging me, besides it just generally sounding more generic: between the combination of the changes in lines and the choices in voice acting, she’s sounding a lot less able to take things in stride. For instance, playing RH vanilla, you get:

Which pretty much just parses as a polite inquiry.

But in PC, the line is “Hold up, you know that guy?” with the voice actress sounding really incredulous, like Rosch is the weirdest thing she’s ever seen. She sounds surprised about a lot of things I wouldn’t have read as her being surprised in the original script, and a lot more afraid about things like “the army is nearby” than I also would have pegged her as from the original script.

I assume it’s a consequence of trying to match her face while afflicted with a terminal case of Moe Virus, the fact that she uses atashi in Japanese, and the fact that the artbook claims she’s somehow 17 (because as we all know mercenary companies are happy to hire 14-year-old street urchins in a city where there is a glut of cheap labor due to an influx of refugees, because 14-year-olds make such good soldiers compared to adults and would definitely be worth the cost of training, equipping, and paying them), but it’s definitely making her come across less experienced.

...Which is, it occurs to me, going to make Stocke/Raynie come across even worse than it already does, because “easily thrown by mildly weird surprises and acts worried and concerned at moderate danger” is just about the worst possible personality trait for someone in a relationship with Stocke.

Sips++

Original: “Oh, really? That guy? Huh. That arm of his was pretty crazy. It's artificial, yeah?” PC: “*VA sounds amazed* Wow! That arm o’ his is really something, by the way. Fake, yeah?” I hate everything about this change.

Why was this changed? 8

Sips++

Aaand there’s Nemesia. She sounds as generic as she looks. Also I totally looked in that building and she was not in there, so I guess she can teleport.

Aaand Raynie once again sounds way more afraid at the prospect of contact with the enemy than I would have pegged her. She’s a soldier, she’s been working in Specint for a while, and it was established in earlier dialogue that she’s underestimating the danger of this mission, so it seems weird for her to sound scared and subdued on “Think they’re close?” when they haven’t even seen anyone yet.

Sips++

Noah’s TEETH what was that “?” emote sound effect

Annoying Sound Effects: 7

Seriously, did all the anime they spared us from on Stocke and Rosch’s voice acting get concentrated into Raynie’s? It’s not like it’s technically bad- it reminds me of Chie in Persona 4- but it’s driving me up the wall because it just doesn’t fit a woman who’s a professional mercenary.

Sips++

Why is there a deafening roar before you fight the flaming chicken. I’d say “I hope it’s not going to play that before every random battle,” except I’m pretty sure that even thinking that probably retroactively invoked the monkey’s paw and it totally does.

Annoying Sound Effects: 8

Original: “So you can trust us to do our share, y'know. People on a mission together ought to be able to trust each other with their lives. I hope we can get to that point.” PC: “Soooo, don’t be afraid to trust us with a little more responsibility. After all, we’re putting our lives in each other’s hands on this mission. I only hope we can someday gain the level of trust necessary to shoulder that burden.” PC, NO ONE TALKS LIKE THAT.

Why was this changed? 9

Sips++++

oh my god did they actually edit Dias’s sprite to make his hair wave in the breeze more. Like. I’m not sure? But I think they might have.

God, the switching from fully-voiced dialogue to canned clips when Palomides talks is so awkward. Especially when the line is something that could be a canned clip, but instead he says something else.

And we tragically lost “cacophonous deluge.” RIP, Dias’s completely ludicrous dialogue. :::’(((

Original: “...Conditions are ideal for vermin to be scurrying about.” PC: “Not concerned, per se... but these conditions do seem to favor those Alistellian rats.” I have to quibble with this, because, while the original is very Patented Dias Silliness, this sounds like he’s calling all Alistellians rats, and 1) rain really doesn’t benefit Alistel’s main army at all, and 2) we learn later that he’s talking specifically about the party, because he’s been warned they’re going to show up. (Plus I kind of prefer the more opaque original metaphor anyway, because it gives Dias a much more distinctive voice.)

...I suppose it does fall into the “probably losing tone from the original Japanese that the original was trying to preserve” category, though, since I’m sure Dias’s hilariously over-the-top dialogue was an attempt to translate a hyperformal or archaic speaking style.

Original: “Still, the threat of vermin... I care for it not at all.” PC: “Still... I care not for vermin.” One of these is just a plain wrong translation, and I couldn’t guess which. Original makes more sense, though.

aaand again with the turning Raynie into a high schooler.

Original:

PC: *sadface* *upset voice* “Do you... think he got caught?”

I don’t care if you’re going to insist she’s 17, she is a professional soldier and an orphaned war refugee. She’s familiar with death, and with the loss of a homeland- she’s not going to be happy if someone dies and Alistel falls, but she’s survived it before. Hell, if she’s that young, she might have even more emotional callouses than an older adult would, because she’s had to deal with an incredible density of horrible things happening in her life.

Sips++++

Original: “But one day, our entire force was annihilated. Raynie and I are the only survivors.” PC: "But one day, we came up against an unstoppable force. One that decimated our entire troop. Raynie and I are the only ones who escaped that slaughter.” *deep breath* *lets it out* Hooo boy.

So, for anyone new here? The new translation? That is outright incorrect.

...Well, okay, I suppose technically “an unstoppable force” is an entirely accurate description of the roof of a mine caving in, but it sure isn’t how you’d describe it to someone who didn’t need to know the details.

I would not be surprised if it was a more literal translation of Japanese text... but it was clearly either done without reference to the game’s plot as a whole, or with writing and editing so bad that they somehow missed that this 100% reads in English like they got in a battle. And there’s no Watsonian explanation here; Marco isn’t trying to mislead Stocke, and would have no reason to do so.

This is an objectively bad translation, replacing a perfectly functional one for no reason.

Why was this changed? 10

Oops: 3

Sips++++++

Marco’s >:c face in serious scenes is impossible to take seriously, which is sad because his voice acting is pretty decent and the script changes have been relatively kind to him.

Poor choice of expressions: 2

Original: “Hell...! He's being pursued! Aren't those Granorg soldiers!?” PC: “He’s being pursued! And by Granorg soldiers, no less!” WHO THE HELL ELSE WOULD IT BE?

Why was this changed? 11

Sips++

NPC soldiers yelling “ENOUGH!” and “uuUUUHH!” on their dialogue lines while main characters get full voice acting remains unintentionally hilarious.

Raynie and Marco actually have skills to start with now!

Changes I Don’t Hate: 5

I suspect “THUNDER!” is going to get reeeeeally annoying at the end of long combos after a while. Especially if there’s similar clips on the skills you end up spamming a bunch of times in a row, like Steal, Dancing Death, or Eruca’s G-Frost.

why do the metal-clash sound effects sound like someone hitting a manhole with a sledgehammer now

Annoying Sound Effects: 9

...I think the reading of the line “See? We’re already putting our lives in each other’s hands!” was done specifically to make me reconsider what I said about Raynie’s voice-acting being fine on a technical level.

Sips++

That is not the sound of a crossbow cocking.

Annoying Sound Effects: 10

That is even more so not the sound of a crossbow hitting someone.

Annoying Sound Effects: 11

Original: “What do we do, Stocke? The spy...!” PC: “What do we do, Stocke? The spy’s hurt bad!” 1) More misleading dialogue- he’s dead (which is, admittedly, quite badly hurt), and 2) More of that thing where the PC translation wants to spell everything out in dialogue even though it’s perfectly obvious what’s going on.

I don't understand why they made the victory animations on the battle result screen only show when a character levels up.

Why was this changed? 12

It's also very strange to me that they absolutely slashed the money rewards for most fights, but the first flaming chicken still gave a cool 50-some.

"IT'S THE ENEMY" is going to get very annoying very quickly. As is Stocke yelling like Link when you use Strike.

Annoying Sound Effects: 12

I'd say Strike is overpowered now, but honestly it's not that much more overpowered, it's just less of a pain in the ass to use how overpowered it is.

Palomides seems to have grown spikes since the original version. Not unreasonable; I remember when he showed up again in my LP, people were going, "Who?" in the comments, so I guess making his sprite less generic is worth something.

Changes I Don’t Hate: 6

Hearing Dias say "intel" is kind of making my soul leave my body.

"High Colonel, there's no need to dirty your hands here! After all, they still haven't bothered to make a combat sprite for you!"

Original: "You're cornered, little rats." PC: "There's nowhere to run, Alistel whelps." Oh boy, more mixed metaphors!

Sips++

At least I like how Raynie's VA delivered "I'll be damned if I stand by and watch more of my comrades die for nothing!"

Raynie and Marco's death voice clips playing over both each other and Stocke yelling is... kind of suboptimal, though. Those really should have been turned off for the scripted battle where both of them will die in less than a second.

...And then it decided to play Stocke's "I won't lose!" battle start clip and I was like, "Sorry, honey, but you absolutely will."

Man, they must have made some massive changes to the damage formulas, because original!Palomides had 999 strength and did about 1700-1900 damage to poor Stocke on a crit, but PC!Palomides just did 18636. That kind of passes out of the realm of "an impressive amount of damage" and into "it is completely absurd that Stocke survived that."

...I just noticed it reversed Raynie and Marco's names in a bunch of the lines involving them compared to the original script. @whichever version switched them from the Japanese version: Why.

Original: "Loud though your cries may be, they won't penetrate the veil. The dead can't hear you now." PC: "Loud though your cries may be, they won't penetrate the veil of death." PC, why do you make things shorter only when it sounds worse?

Sips++

Seriously, would it have killed them to voice-act Palomides? Like, if you do ONE portrait-less NPC. Stocke's VA is absolutely killing his lines, but it's shot in the foot by how it's alternated with Palomides' dramatic speeches where all he actually says is, "Oh?" or "Hm!"

Sips++

aaand they accompanied, "But no, I expect he's dead" with "Yes." Okay. That is certainly a dialogue decision.

Sips++

Chronicle noise still sounds like someone accidentally swapped the files with the ones for an ice gun in a sci-fi game.

And here we are in Historia, and I drain the rest of my bottle and cut the post off here because I'm still pissed they removed the stair animations in the background.

How Do I Art: 3

Tally:

Why was this changed? 12

Annoying Sound Effects: 12

Changes I Don’t Hate: 6

How Do I Art: 3

Oops: 3

Save Me From Fanservice: 2

Let Stocke Say Ass: 2

Poor choice of expressions: 2

#gameblogging #i'm starting to understand that ask the other day where someone was saying they found raynie flat and boring #pc did even worse by her than i was expecting

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asterinjapan · 7 years ago

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A rocky day

Hello again and good evening!

Ah yes, yelling about old rocks. Maybe I should just start at the beginning, haha.

First things first: after heading out of the idea, I immediately went into the nearest store that had ‘medicine’ on its banner to get something against those pesky mosquito bites, or whatever they are. They itch like there’s no tomorrow and my legs are full of them at any rate, ew. So, phew, finally fixed that! I hopped onto the Yamanote-line next, to Tokyo station for attempt number two at visiting the Imperial Gardens.

After hopping into the nearest restroom to apply my bug bite cream, I followed the signs out of the station pointing at the Imperial Palace, whiiiich was a lot faster than my roundabout way of walking there underground last time, pff. Oh well, I made it, and so far no rain! The skies were pretty grey, but I’d packed my umbrella and took the chance.

Upon entering, I was reminded that they have a free exhibition going on about the bonbonnieres of the Imperial family, so I pushed my luck a little further what with the predicted rain and went in. This was actually very interesting, all these tiny boxes that were so intrinsically detailed. Every single one features a golden chrystanthemum (the symbol of the Imperail family) and they went back to the Meiji era, which started 1868. So that was a nice and pretty historic insight!

Luckily it still wasn’t raining once I got outside, so I walked the gardens at my leisure and took a ton of pics while I was at it. Finally, I made it to the part where the Edo Castle once stood. Edo is the former name of Tokyo, and in the 17th century, a castle arose here with a main tower that was almost 60 metres tall, making it the heightest castle Japan has ever seen. It burnt down after only a couple of decades and hasn’t been rebuilt since, but you can still see the wall on which it once stood. It’s huge - it’s hard to get a sense of the height even when you approach it, but you see it very clearly when someone stands right next to it. So that’s where I started to freak out about old rocks, haha.

Continuing my park, I came across a watch tower ‘that looks out over Mount Fuji!’, which, well. Picture me, shaking my fist at the sky, yelling 'MOUNT FUJIIII’ at the top of my lungs and you have an impression of my trip so far. All these places where I SHOULD have been able to spot it, but noooo. At least the tower no longer looks out over Mount Fuji anyway, since some buildings have been put there since the 17th century.

It was miraculously still dry! The sun was even starting to shine, so I went to look for a place to hide, because it’s super hot here and the sun doesn’t help matters. I was getting hungry, so I walked into a place that served a lunch buffet and later turned out to be attached to a fancy hotel, oops. I definitely felt underdressed, but oh well. A bit more expensive lunch than I’d planned, but it was still pretty reasonable, all things considered. And yummy of course!

With my frustrations about Mount Fuji rising, I decided to take a heads-on approach. My next stop – Shinagawa station, and from there a short ride with the local train to Shimbamba station. (This local train goes every 5 minutes. Every 5. The localest of the local trains. I’m still not over it.)

I was going to brave Mound Fuji! And that’s not a typo, although it is a bad pun and not really the name. All over Japan, you have mini versions of Mount Fuji (Fuji-zuka,hill tops) which people have made so that you can climb those instead of the real mountain. It should still give you the same blessings and such as if you climbed the real mountain. (They do that more often. E.g. with sutras in Buddhism: you get karma points for copying sutras, but it’s okay if you have no idea what you’re writing, as long as you copy them you still get your points. Amazing. Literally points for effort! What a nice thought.) This Mound Fuji is the biggest in Tokyo, and it’s located right next to the station. It took me longer to load google maps than it did for me to step out of the station and spot the entrance gate, haha.

Mound Fuji is located right next to the stairs to Shinagawa shrine, so I first went there and then braved the actual hill. It was kind of hilarious actually, because it does have markers the way you see on the real mountain – second checkpoint, third, and so on. There were about a dozen, but since the hill is so small, you could see the first four right on the first step. It took me maybe 2 minutes to actually make it to the top, haha. Still, a nice little climb!

So that was a fun intermezzo, even though it took me much longer to get from Tokyo to Shinagawa station. I headed back on the Yamanote line to Ikebukuro, but the train drove past Shibuya first, and well. I got off there and tracked down a karaoke joint, for an hour and a half of fun of screaming into the microphone. I really can’t sing, but luckily you can just rent a room for yourself and keep your neighbours relatively sane, haha. So that was fun!

I did some window shopping after that, had a delicious sea food dinner at the Royla Host restaurant and finally made it back to my hotel some 11 hours after departure, oops. So much for a quiet day.

No quietness tomorrow, because I really should go to sleep now – Disneyland is next! And then a theme cafe and more shopping, and then Nikko, and then… you get the picture, haha.

See you soon!

#report #report: japan 2017 #japan 2017

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The Tale of Lucien - JosephRussell

In this Mod Author interview, we’re chatting with [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/users/4958252]JosephRussell[/url] (formerly Treacleman), the author of Skyrim’s most popular male follower mod in 2018 - [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/20035]Lucien[/url]. As a special bonus, Joseph has created a video version of this interview for you to enjoy! [center][youtube]94pE2USikns[/youtube][/center] [b]Thank you for joining us today, Joseph. [/b] Thanks for having me, Picky, it’s an absolute pleasure. [b]For those in the community who don’t know you, tell us about yourself. [/b] My name is Joseph Russell – I’m a full-time engineering student and a part-time writer, but I’m probably best known as the creator and voice of [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/20035]Lucien, the custom-voiced follower mod for The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim[/url]. I’m based in the UK, I drink an awful lot of tea, and I have a cat called Grey. [b]If you had to pick your absolute favourite game of all time, what would it be and why? [/b] Oh, now without a doubt, that has to be [url=https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Croc:_Legend_of_the_Gobbos]Croc: Legend of the Gobbos[/url]. It’s a platformer from 1997 which is hated by an awful lot of players, mainly for its ridiculous control scheme, but I absolutely love it. It was the first game I ever played, it has a great sense of adventure and whimsy, it’s stuffed full of secrets and comes with what has to be one of the best video game manuals ever written. Seriously, it’s wonderful. [center][img]https://staticdelivery.nexusmods.com/mods/2295/images/26/26-1571388973-1250387189.jpeg[/img] [img]https://staticdelivery.nexusmods.com/mods/2295/images/26/26-1571388976-174584659.jpeg[/img][/center] In terms of play-time, of course, I’ve spent more hours in Skyrim than any other game by a huge margin. Even vanilla, it’s got hundreds of hours of content in there, and with modding, it’s pretty much infinite. It’s a great game to get lost in, and now I’m making content for it as well as playing it, it really is a big part of my life these days. But nonetheless, Croc has my heart. [b]There might be some in our community who have yet to meet Lucien, what can you tell us about him? [/b] Well, there’s a lot I could tell you about Lucien, but I think I know someone who could do a much better job, so I’ll just [url=https://youtu.be/94pE2USikns?t=134]hand over to him.[/url] [quote]Hello there! My name is Lucien Flavius. It’s an absolute pleasure to do this interview. As I so often seem to say, I’m a scientist, philosopher, amateur wizard, and something of a musician, though I suppose that’s more of a hobby. I’m here in Skyrim on an academic expedition, and I’m in need of someone a little tougher than me to show me around and make sure I don’t die. I’ll pay you handsomely for the job, and if you’re willing to train me, I’ll do my best to help you out in battle however I can. I’ll also sing to you, read to you, and comment on hundreds of different situations in Skyrim, including content from other mods. Ah, did I mention mods? Oops, there goes the fourth wall! Well, anyway, if you fancy giving me a go, hop onto the Nexus, Steam or Bethesda.net and download me! What’ve you got to lose? Right then, back to you, Joseph![/quote] [b]Is Lucien inspired by a previous Skyrim character you played as or does the inspiration come from elsewhere? [/b] There’s a lot of me in there. He’s very much how I think I might react to the situations Skyrim presents you with. He’s a bit of a wuss, he’s very academic, he’s more likely to run from a fight than confront it, he likes singing, he likes bad jokes… I tend to amp up those aspects of my personality for Lucien since I think it’s quite funny seeing how someone like that reacts in a world of tough, strong barbarians and assassins. The voice I use for him is basically mine but just a little bit posher. That’s really handy when it comes to voicing so many hundreds of lines for the mod. I know Gary Hesketh, who voices [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/1461]Inigo[/url] (a fantastic mod that everyone should download), goes through this complete vocal transformation to create his character and keeps it up for over seven thousand lines of dialogue. I’m not that talented, I’m afraid, so a posher, wussier version of Joseph Russell it is. [b]Before Lucien, your mods included typo fixes and patches for Bethesda’s Creation Club content, what inspired you to make the jump to your own fully-featured follower mod?[/b] The typo fixes were originally made for my own personal use. As someone who does a lot of writing, spelling and grammar mistakes can really bother me, and pull me out of my immersion in-game. They’re such easy mistakes to make, and so many of Skyrim’s extremely talented modders don’t have English as a first language or don’t come from writing backgrounds, so it’s totally understandable why those mistakes sometimes slip through the net. But I thought, why let it bother me when I can go in and fix them?! The Unofficial Creation Club Updates came much later, but stem from the same sense of perfectionism – I wanted the Creation Club DLC to fit seamlessly into the game, so set about tweaking the files to my tastes. Again, they were mainly for personal use, but I’m happy to hear some others have benefited from them. [center][img]https://staticdelivery.nexusmods.com/mods/2295/images/26/26-1571393699-129330473.jpeg[/img] [img]https://staticdelivery.nexusmods.com/mods/2295/images/26/26-1571393702-694628268.jpeg[/img][/center] For all those patches, though, as satisfying as the results can be, the work itself isn’t fun. There’s no creativity in there, it’s just dull, repetitive busywork, so I always hoped to move onto something more enjoyable one day. Working on the patches gave me the skills and familiarity with the Creation Kit and xEdit that I needed, so when I set about making a story-based mod, I already knew how to do a lot of what was required. I tried a couple of times with quest mods that never got off the ground, and collaborated with the awesome [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/users/37834630]MihailMods[/url] on adding quests to a couple of his locations, but I found that quite hard technical work when what I really wanted to do was write. A follower mod really seemed like the answer to that – while there’s certainly still a lot of technical work in setting things up, the vast majority of it is writing hundreds and hundreds of lines of dialogue, and it really is a lot of fun! [b]How many hours would you say you've put into the development of the mod? [/b] Ooh, that’s impossible to say, really. I started work on Lucien in September 2017, released in September 2018 and haven’t really stopped since. Thousands of hours, certainly. Lots. [b]As you are the voice actor for Lucien, do you have any tips for budding voice actors to get that perfect recording? [/b] While I’ve done a bit of amateur dramatic stuff over the years, I’m not a professional, so don’t have much experience in voice acting outside of this role. However, the key thing I’ve found in voicing Lucien is that you really do have to remember to act. It sounds obvious, but it’s so easy to fall into a “reading voice” when it’s actually really important to focus on varying your pitch and tone, and sounding like you’re talking to another person rather than a microphone. When we’re talking in person, so much of our emotion is communicated through our eyes, faces and body language, and in voice acting, all those visual components are taken away. All you’re left with is the voice, so it’s really important to pump up the emotion in all your lines to 150%. If it feels over-the-top when you’re saying it, chances are, when you listen to it back, it’ll sound just right. Also, don’t be afraid to indulge in a little method acting every now and again. In Lucien’s training scenes, when you’re teaching him how to take a hit, that’s the sound of me punching myself in the stomach you can hear. The stamina training has me doing press-ups, and the fight scenes have me waving my fists around, ducking, dodging, and pretending to throw fireballs. It looks a bit silly, but hey, it works for me! [b]What hardware and software do you use when working on the mod? [/b] I think this is really one of the most important things when you’re voicing a mod. The difference between good and poor-quality hardware is incredibly obvious to the listener, so it’s a really good idea to invest in some high-end kit. I use a [url=https://focusrite.com/usb-audio-interface/scarlett/scarlett-solo-studio]Focusrite Scarlett Studio Solo Pack[/url], which comes with a great quality microphone and amplifier. I also use a pop filter, sponge cover, and shock mount to minimise the impact sounds of consonants like “t” and “p”. In terms of software, I do all my recording and compression in [url=https://new.steinberg.net/cubase/]Cubase[/url], which came with my microphone kit. It’s also great for various vocal effects, with which I had an awful lot of fun creating the voice of Dumzbthar. When the bulk of the work is done, I tend to do a bit of tweaking, mainly batch normalisation, in [url=https://www.audacityteam.org/]Audacity[/url]. For modding, all of my creative work is, funnily enough, done in the [url=https://www.creationkit.com/index.php?title=Landing_page]Creation Kit[/url]. When it comes to the finetuning and bug-fixing phase of modding, however, that’s when I break out [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/164]xEdit[/url]. Where the CK is a sledgehammer, xEdit is a scalpel, and it’s incredibly handy for tweaking individual records, conditions, wording etc. in a contained environment without impacting the rest of the mod. It’s also how I clean my mods before uploading, which is a vital step I couldn’t do without xEdit. [center][img]https://staticdelivery.nexusmods.com/mods/2295/images/26/26-1571393692-224015333.jpeg[/img] [img]https://staticdelivery.nexusmods.com/mods/2295/images/26/26-1571393696-1623892697.jpeg[/img][/center] [b]Lucien has interactions with numerous other mods, including other followers. How did you choose each mod to add support for? [/b] Well, to start with, [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/1461]Inigo [/url]was a no-brainer – Lucien draws so much inspiration from that mod, I simply had to have them interact in some way. After that, I just picked mods that I myself love, or that I thought would work particularly well with Lucien. For instance, Auri, from [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/11278]Song of the Green[/url] by [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/users/2424584]Waribiki[/url], has a wonderful dynamic with Lucien by way of the sheer contrast between their personalities. Writing those interactions was a delight, and I’d love to expand them further sometime. Another example was [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/4341]Moonpath to Elsweyr[/url], one of Skyrim’s first quest mods and one of the first mods I ever downloaded. It’s relatively small these days but adds an entirely new province to explore, which made it a perfect candidate for an interaction patch, with so many opportunities for lore-bites and sand-related jokes. There are a few technical limitations that influence things – followers and locations I can interact with easily, but for quest, new-lands and weapons mods, I need a patch. This simply isn’t worth it for mods I can only add one or two lines for, so I prefer to choose mods with lots of potential for a large amount of dialogue to maximise that “value/download” ratio. [b]Are there any other significant mods you'd like to support in future? [/b] Yes, lots! [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/11802]Legacy of the Dragonborn[/url] support has been planned since day one, but it’s such a massive mod that covering it properly would take several months of development, so I’ve been ticking off other high-priority things first. [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/10917]Beyond Skyrim – Bruma[/url] support is coming soon, and I plan to keep adding more and more interactions and expanding the existing ones for as long as I work on Lucien! [b]Do you have any favourite mods or mod authors? [/b] Ooh, tricky question, I have so many! I’ve already mentioned [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/1461]Inigo[/url], [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/11278]Auri[/url], [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/11802]Legacy [/url]and [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/4341]Moonpath[/url], which I love. All of [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/users/684492]Arthmoor[/url]'s mods are must-haves, and [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/users/3959191]EnaiSiaion[/url]’s stuff is all fab too. I’m a huge fan of anything which adds immersion to the game, so I never play without [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/671]Frostfall[/url] and [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/645]iNeed[/url], both amazing pieces of work. I could go on for hours listing my entire load order. Ah, but a special shoutout goes to [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/users/4995023]Nuukem[/url]’s [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/20061]SSE CreationKit Fixes mod[/url], for making my life about a billion times easier. [b]Is there anything else you want to say to the Nexus Mods Community? [/b] Just that they’re wonderful. I’ve been bowled over by all the love and support the community’s given to Lucien over the past year, and I can’t wait to bring everyone the next update, and lots more for a long time to come! I’m certainly not going anywhere anytime soon. Lucien can join your adventure in [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/95029]Skyrim[/url], [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimspecialedition/mods/20035]Skyrim Special Edition[/url] and [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrimnintendoswitch/mods/46]Skyrim for the Switch[/url]. [line] A big thank you to [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/users/4958252]JosephRussell[/url] for taking the time to respond to our questions. As always, if there are any mod authors or mod projects you'd like to hear about, don't hesitate to send a message to [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/users/31179975]Pickysaurus[/url] and [url=https://www.nexusmods.com/users/64597]BigBizkit[/url]. Published first at The Tale of Lucien - JosephRussell

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