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Because this just came at me and won't let me properly focus on my homework until I get it done. One random fact for every major and important secondary character in Skip Tracers.

( One random fact for every Tracer )

Damn you, TVTropes! Damn you to hell!

Asides from you amusing and link-webbing goodness wasting away all hours of the day, you single-handedly managed to get me shipping Boostle! Boostle!

I've never read their comics! Hell- I haven't even picked up any DC comics since before I joined the Corps and here I am, squeeing over the adorkability of Blue Beetle- who I only saw in the Last Laugh tie-ins and was amused by -and Booster Gold- who I only knew as kind of an ass from one of the Justice League cartoons.

And now? I STILL haven't seen their comics, but I've seen some of their hijinks, waded into their fandom and I'm stuck at working thinking about how much I just want to go home and read about their silly, woobie bromance!

Curse you and me and their too-addictive fandom! (i swear to god, if boostle gets me back into comic slashing again, i think i may cry)

Meme that I ganked from some random journals I was trolling after a mix of boredom, insomnia and waiting for something to update.

You’ve somehow acquired a magical dimension-splicing conversion van and are planning an epic cross-country road trip with your friends and fandom. First, pick ten travel buddies from anywhere -- real life, fiction, OCs, celebrities, whatever. Then answer these questions to see how cracktastic your adventure turns out to be.

Transformers
1. Springer
2. Roadbuster
3. Whirl
4. Sandstorm
5. Broadside
6. Scoop
7. Twin Twist
8. Topspin
9. Prowl
10. Wheeljack

( Road trips with Wreckers- always an adventure )

Keroro Gunsou
1. Keroro
2. Tamama
3. Giroro
4. Kululu
5. Dororo
6. Fuyuki
7. Natsumi
8. Koyuki
9. Aki
10. Paul

( Invaders need vacations, too! )

Republic Commando (don't judge me DX)
1. Boss
2. Sev
3. Scorch
4. Fixer
5. Niner
6. Darman
7. Atin
8. Fi
9. Corr
10. Mird (yes. the strill is going on a roadtrip.)

( Does anyone die by the end of this? )

Oh ontd_political, I think you've just traumatized me to the point I'm afraid to leave my house to go to class tonight.

Oh God, what do I do?

Watch more Sgt Frog- an adorably hilarious show I just discovered yesterday?

Or read 501st Imperial Commando which just came in today?

WHY MUST MY LIFE BE FULL OF DIFFICULT DECISIONS?

More fun from sleep-deprived art students.

Crime School with the following teachers:

Jack the Ripper
-Media Baiting 101
-Advanced Prostitute Killing

H.H. Holmes
-Intermediate Architecture
-Basic Body Disposal

Charles Manson
-Introduction to Creating Cults

Albert Fish
-head chef

Caligula
-guest speaker

Someone, somewhere, at some point, is going to be getting a thorough talking to for letting this job get as fucked up as it did. And, if I were to gauge my luck, I'd bet that person will somehow end up being me.

Boss/Niner needs to get out of my head. Really. When I find out who requested it on springkink I'm going to wail at them for inflicting them on me.

Because Boss is all smarmy and biting and in charge and Niner is critical and stringent and cautious but they're both such awkward little kids when it comes to each other.

Because Boss would be leading Delta to being even more awesomeness with increasingly dangerous and important missions and being even more awesome than the last mission they were on for the sole purpose of getting Niner's reaction and attention and Niner would just scoff and call him a reckless, hot-headed di'kut but still ask for Delta's status after every mission anyway and everyone else would just look at the two of them and go 'Wow, you're not subtle at all'...

(and of course they'd be the last to figure it out and even longer to admit it but hey- that's what nosy big brothers are for, right?)

Aaaaaaaaaaaand somehow I've found myself re-reading Triple Zero, just to see the two squads interacting again. Oh, my life has become so sad. There is also a distinctive lack of clone anything in fandom and that just makes my life doubly sad.

I should be looking up references so I can do the linework for my next watercolor painting. Instead, I'm trawling the Buddhist philosophy, Taoism and Confucianism wiki pages in order to mash together a fake religion/philosophy for a futuristic human!AU thing which I AM TOTALLY NOT DOING WHY DO I HAVE THIS WORD DOCUMENT OPEN WTF SELF

Excuse the double-posting, but I feel the need to not so much rant as I will be telling you all a story.

This story is basically in response to a post about Halo: ODST's female failing. To be more specific, it's about this particular thread.

I was in the military. I was in the military after September 11, 2001. The Senior Drill Instructor of our sister platoon had told us that, during the previous Middle East engagement, she was a driver and she had to learn how to drive and balance a rifle on her arm in case whatever caravan she was part of was attacked. I learned, from practically the first moment of my military career, that given the circumstances we were in it was probable that, female or not, we could be sent overseas and we could be engaged in fighting whether our MOS sounded like support or not.

This is not a story about her. This story, instead, is about a good friend of mine: Annette. She was one of three Marines I looked up to most during my time in service, part because she's badass, part because she's female. I met her while I was in MOS school- she had moved from Army MP to Marine illustration and for a time I actually roomed with her. I was ecstatic to learn that I would eventually be stationed at the same base as her (i didn't want to go to that particular base to begin with, but at least i knew i had her and adam there).

Annette's a mother. She has two daughters that were, I believe, 9 and 7 or thereabouts when we were still in the same duty station. At one point, Annette was sent to Iraq for a six month tour. When she returned, she told me many stories about what she had gone through while there.

She told me about how she went out with regular patrol squads- all male, by the way -and helped cleared buildings. She told me about how an IED had torn through the Humvee she was riding in, but she survived because of the extra armor on her door. She told me about how she was once pinned inside a building by a sniper and while they were on the roof, one of the men in her squad was shot and killed next to her. She saw a head come up on the opposite roof. She fired. The head never came back. She told me about a time when an Army camp she was attached to came under some sort of mortar or artillery fire and how dust was kicked into the air and people couldn't see and that she ducked into a building for protection. She told me she heard someone outside in the dust, crying out. She went back out, found that person disoriented and floundering and brought him back to the building she was in. She said he had been hit by shrapnel that bounced off the ground and pierced right through the underside of his jaw. She told me how pissed off she was because she remembered seeing Army men in doorways, but she was the only one that went out. That man she found survived.

Annette went to Iraq as a photographer. She has photos of buildings she helped clear. She has a photo of a bloodstained staircase where they carried the body of a fallen comrade from the rooftop. She made paintings of what she's seen, of three Marines hugging each other while a casket draped in a flag was carried on the back of a plane. At least one of her paintings, last time I was there, is displayed in the Marine Corps Heritage Museum. 'Photographer' is not one of those jobs you think of when you think about people being in the front lines. But she was still there. And thousands of other women in various branches of the military have faced similar situations, even if their jobs are not traditional 'front line' fields.

Women have been fighting since human kind first began fighting. Some times just to protect their homes and families, sometimes disguising themselves as men to do so, sometimes because they get caught up in the action when they weren't supposed to and it happens. And maybe grunts don't want women in the front for whatever misogynistic or misplaced chivalric reasons they may be, but in the end do you really think most will give a shit about your gender the first time you prove you can do exactly what you're needed to do?

Things that are brought up by a group of art students on approximately four hours of sleep each as they discuss concepts for someone's comics homework:

-Victorian-era Jack the Ripper
-post-Apocalyptic zombies
-zombie!Jack the Ripper
-Jack the Ripper, Zombie Hunter
-a buddy-cop film in which loose cannon Jack the Ripper has been revived and is forced to fight zombie prostitutes with his by-the-book partner, George Lusk

Awesomeness was created this day.

Anyone on my f-list want to beta Star Wars clone-porn for me?

(i can't believe i wrote this...)

The first day of Rally Spain begins tomorrow, radio coverage starts about 2330, my time. It may only be the penultimate rally, but it's got to be the most important one of the season. I'm sure it will all come down to Rally Wales, but Spain is really going to be what sets that stage.

( blahblahLETMESPAZZATYOU )

PS: I need a better 'hoshit, lookit me dork out about shit no one else cares about!' icon...

Good God it's been over two years since I wrote porn. I mean that as out-and-out porn and not the vague euphemism kind. With actual people.

As much as I'm enjoying writing this prompt, this is harder than I remember it being T__T

Dammit, I somehow found my way on to OCRemix again. It's going to be forever and a half to get myself out of it DX

God dammit, f-list. Why did one of you mention springkink had their prompts up? I was supposed to go to bed over an hour ago!

...

And now I'm really trying to stop from thinking about one of the Republic Commando prompts they had! *shakes fist* Damn you, brain think thing!

(the various dissidia ensemble prompts and the tc/springer one is also nipping at me- why does life hate me so?)

Is there anyone on my f-list that can do logarithms? I have something insanely easy (i'm sure) that I want to calculate out but I fail so hard at math that I don't know if I'm doing this right.

Dammit, if only the TF-verse had a system of time measurement that actually made sense I wouldn't be trying to do this...

So I call my brother up and asked him what he wanted for his birthday (late as it is) and asked me the same (also late as it is). He said a Barnes and Noble gift card. I said a tea kettle.

Either we're the easiest people to shop for or the oddest.

Meme ganked from ilkanta mainly out of boredom.

( Fill it out so we can... know each other a little better *winkwink nudgenudge*) )

Saw 9 the other day and finally got the time to do some sort of review.

It was... not exactly what I was hoping it would be, but it certainly wasn't bad. I may, of course, be looking at this in too much as 'fic writer with a great big new universe to play with!' and 'they give this kind of blatant information and I'm NOT supposed to turn it into something psychologically deep?'

( Spoilers likely within )