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However I'm not sure quite what to do with my missions still on there. I haven't written any for quite some time and it is likely I will not write any more soon - if ever - and I do not use my LJ account for anything else. However, people may want to read the adventures of Cyba and Eagrus and it would be a shame to lose records of their escapades - particularly as they are in a less common department and have entered some less common continua. Most notably I believe the continuum they encountered during the Blackout remains unique in PPC history.

I would prefer to delete my LJ but perhaps the missions could be moved to the PPC archive or some such?

• Worm (I really need to start it apparently)
  - TORIKO!?
  - HELLSING!!!!???
  - Marvel and DC! Whoop, whoop!

That's like our thing Sibling Combo! Hooray!

Also, c'mere, man! *EPIC MAN HUG OF EPIC PROPORTIONS*

Both of you get a slice of Infinite Pizza

Have two of my own shed feathers and complimentary kits of Spikes!

Our fandoms are as follows:
*Draws in breath*
Kamen Rider(And oh god does it need PPC help...)
Worm(Mostly Fanfics of it)
Soulsborne
NGE
One Piece
Elfen Lied
Toriko
Children of the Red King
Harry Potter
Nasuverse
Hellsing
TMNT
Classic Marvel(Specifically Iron Man, Avengers, Spider-Man)
DC(Specifically Superman, The Flash, Green Lantern, Batman)
....
And that's just the tip of the iceberg.

Not to worry, my friends. Just as plants gain sustenance from the sun and vampires gain sustenance from blood, we gain sustenance from sudden and unexpected glomping.
And food, too, but only the boring boarders use that stuff.

My gifts upon you two are: a pair of hugometers, to detect the hug-concentration on the surrounding area. Works up to fifty metres away, explodes rarely. Explosions are only lethal in 1/3 of cases, you'll be fine.
And, I mean, there are two of you, right? You've got spares, you'll be fine!

Since no-one else has asked: what're your fandoms, then, oy?

Welcome!

Hello, and welcome aBoard! For your newbie gift, take this plate of freshly-made SPaGhetti!

Since it sounds like you guys already know what's what around here, I'm just gonna say I hope you decide to stick around for a bit! While you're at it... have an invite to our Discord channel.

Greetings everyone...
Allow us to introduce ourselves.

We are the Bo-
No.
No we're not.
In all seriousness, we're the Brother/Sister duo of Waltz and Jesa
We've been lurkers since a few years ago(Waltz for about five years, Jesa for three), albeit rather random ones.
And now, we've decided to actually start posting.

First things first, Waltz would like to thank the shenanigans of Cadmar/Caddy-shack for truly gaining Jesa's interest, so she wasn't just making his eyes glaze over with her constant sayings of "Look Look! Another Badfic is dead!"

Also, a word of warning from Jesa. Waltz likes hugs. Very much. Beware of sudden and unexpected glompings.

It's "I demand that thou release(st)", I think. "Thou" remains a subject, as in subject-verb-object: "You release her". In the other sentence, it's "We want you [to explain]", and therefore "thee".

For bonus points: what tense/whatever is 'explain' in? It looks like a really weird application of an imperative - "Oy! You explain!" - with a... is "would have" acting as a modal verb or something here? I don't even know, that whole sentence (five words!) is a mess.

hS

Actually, I'm pretty sure "Sues (and everyone else) ignore him, so he's fine" was most of the actual argument for him knowing about the PPC. The rest, IIRC, was that he canonically knows things he probably shouldn't anyway.

And historically, it does sort of go for Gimli, and Éowyn, too. They don't permanently know about the PPC, but it was recommended to go to them for help, since Suvians ignoring them means they aren't as susceptible to the Suefluence, and can see that their compatriots are acting like idiots, and want to help.

See, the "established rules of the PPC" weren't always what they are now. Heck, we didn't really have established rules for a long time, other than these, and they were regarded as more guidelines than actual rules. Basically, as long as people liked the idea and it was funny, you could do it.

I mainly object to the idea of canons knowing about the PPC when the argument for it boils down to "they are more awesome and special than anyone ever." Like... I think Sherlock Holmes came up once? And yeah, he's cool and smart and would probably figure everything out quickly enough if he weren't brainwashed by his latest daughter/sister/lover/wife/whatever, but that doesn't imply that agents should deliberately leave him with uncanonical knowledge, and it certainly doesn't make him immune to neuralyzation or canon snap-back.

I had to talk someone out of leaving a character with an eidetic memory with knowledge of the PPC, too. He was an alien of some sort and might not have had eyes, IIRC, so it would make sense that the neuralyzer wouldn't work—but FicPsych has a lot more technological resources, and even someone who wouldn't forget anything under normal circumstances can still have his mind messed with by, say, fictional chemical substances. {= P Plus, again, canon snap-back.

But I think the rules of the Disc are just absurd enough to allow for Gaspode, personally. {= )

Re. Jool, you did forget, though to be fair it's a joke from... *checks e-mail record* October of 2015. So I will tell it again, and then everyone else will at least sort of get it, too:

In closing, have a silly scene that popped into my head yesterday:

Jenni: So what's your actual name? "Notary"'s a bit stiff for... informal use. *smirk*

Notary: *cool look* Antrilovorasilendar.

Jenni: *blink* What do they call you for short?

Notary: My whole. Name.

Jenni: ... Right. Jool it is.

(It's a Farscape reference. The character originally bearing the nickname Jool, whose part the Notary takes in this dialogue, is Joolushko Tunai Fenta Hovalis. ^_^ )

~Neshomeh

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Jenni stared down at the pad in her hand, mouth in a studious twist and one finger tapping lightly against her thigh.

There were several avenues she could think of to pursue from here. Deciding the Universal Translator could negate the problem would work, but that felt like cheating; borrowing someone's TARDIS for the purpose only slightly less so.

Maybe if she got some psychic paper and copied the entries onto it? Did psychic paper even work that way?

Trying to find someone who could read Gallifreyan would of course represent an unconscionable breach of confidentiality, but merely threatening as much might be good enough.

Learning to read Gallifreyan herself would be quite the coup, but either she'd have to do it in the same relative time as everyone else, which would take forever, or she'd have to go be Gallifreyan for a while in a non-linear fashion, returning to the moment she'd left here, which again felt rather like cheating.

She could probably get a computer to read it. The PPC had access to any data you could possibly want. That would work, and it was something anyone could do, and was therefore not cheating. It was a pretty good option.

On the other hand, simply solving the puzzle didn't quite seem in the spirit of the game, which this was. There was nothing for it but to track down the Notary in person and maybe drag her out to lunch or something, all the better to bug her about deliberately avoiding Jenni's office hours to leave her a book full of writing she couldn't read and a provocative note that she very well could. Really, if she didn't want Jenni to vigorously pursue the matter, she might've just done the assignment and follow-up as intended in the first place.

This would be fun.

I unfortunately haven't quite read (and listened to!) the actual mission yet, but I'm very much looking forward to it. Maybe I'll read it on the bus to uni and see how many people look up when I inevitably laugh :)

~Zing

((I mean, unless this is a different person, or a nickname, or whatever. This is prolly me just being thick as all hell, but if it is a nickname for the Notary then I either don't understand or don't remember your explanation. Either way, sorry to be dumb. =] ))

((And yeah, I kind of got the impetus for the screed against PPC-Aware Canons after reading that one Trojie fic where the canon in question is, er, Gaspode. Which, y'know, I get that it's meant to be a joke, but given the established rules of the PPC, I thought it'd just make agents going to Disc fics (a comparative rarity in these modern times...) have a harder time of it. I guess you could make the explanation that Sues ignore his existence so he's fine, but you could make exactly the same case for telling Gimli about us, and that wouldn't work -- sorry. See what I mean about soapboxing? I soapbox harder than a bucket of hand sanitizer gong ten rounds with Muhammad Ali. =] ))

((As for Lolus, I just kind of wanted him to be an adorable derpbeast, and him having a very weird diet is part of that. He's constantly hungry and cowardly and more than a bit dim, but that's just part of his charm. And he's named after Lola, who - when they eventually meet - will be so pleased by this. =] ))

((Any year with a Trump presidency in it is gonna be the Year of the Cock. >=] ))

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Every word was perfect.

Every phrase, every word, every thought was absolutely perfect. It was exactly what she'd been asked to do by Robinson, and thus maybe the woman would get off her back about it.

The Notary glided through HQ's grey, near-featureless corridors like a tall ship in a silver sea, except with less drunk sailors piddling over the side. She was staring intently at her dataslate, but she seemed to avoid passers-by at the last second, never bumping into anything. This might have had something to do with the collision detector currently disguised (via creative use of a D.O.R.K.S device) as a tasteful stud earring, but nobody could tell for sure.

There was nobody around when she reached her destination, so she left the diary there. It was a small, beige data pad, looking extraordinarily like the scanning bed of an office photocopier, and inside was her positivity diary. They were genuinely positive, too: "corrected and expedited seven 15-B requisition forms without being asked", "dealt with conflict re. large quantities of custard in the Grunt's quarters calmly and without recourse to violence of word or deed", "made mobile of tiny filing cabinets and properly-filled-in tax returns for Moon Moon's Time Tot", "made aforementioned mobile play a selection of soothing Gallifreyan lullabies via sonic device carefully secreted in the stem", that sort of thing.

Howver, in the Notary's traditional style, every perfect word was written in a dialect of Old High Gallifreyan that almost nobody spoke. The only thing written in English, as well as in tiny copperplate handwriting that almost required a magnifying glass to read, was two words:

"Your move."

On the one hand, getting the canons involved and helping to save themselves can be pretty cool, like it was here; and it's a tradition that goes back to TOS. But on the other hand, they should definitely forget about it and go back to normal afterward. There have been a few occasions when I've had to talk people out of making more Canons Who Know of the PPC. Not recently, but yeah, definitely agreed in principle.

There are definitely worse inspirations for fire-lizard personalities than cats, and I guess if there are particularly smart ones, there have to be particularly dumb ones, too. {= )

I do like the jokes! There was something that made me go "Hah, I see what you did there," though, and I still have no idea what it was. 'Tis frustrating.

Happy New Year to you, too! I hear it's going to be the Year of the Rooster soon, which is a lot more auspicious than the Year of the Monkey we've had. I hope it's true.

~Neshomeh

P.S. And now, a word from Jenni. She wanted a separate post, but I thought that would've been silly, since I was replying, too.

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Hey, Jool. Assuming this is a universe in which you ever speak to me with the intent of also listening to me, I have an assignment for you. I wasn't going to bring it up in this absurdly meta fashion, but everybody's doing journals again, and since I actually had this thought before all that kicked off, I took it as a sign that I should after all.

I think you should keep a positivity journal. Just once a week to start with, I want you to write down one positive thought about yourself. It doesn't have to be a big thing—it's not a test, and it's not being graded. It can be something as simple as "hair looked particularly good today." The only rules are that the entries must not be sarcastic, ironic, backhanded, etc., and they must be phrased in the positive. So, no "did not strangle my stupid partner today," but yes "exercised admirable restraint in the face of provocation."

You may now commence with mocking me and everything I stand for. I'll see you next month and we'll go over what you've written. *blows a kiss*

~Jenni

Thank you.

It appeared there was another Elf in the room, and perhaps she was an Arcane Archer who could enchant his bow should he get it repaired. Hm. Well, he might as well ask. "Excuse me, ma'am," he said to her, "But would one of your talents be that of the Archer?"

Have an invite to the Discord channel.

"I didn't mean your hand He Who Speaks Across Doors, I meant whatever the sod happened to your voice when you spoke through the door to our Bastion. It sounded like the worst gibberish we'd ever heard of. 'Pologies and my sympathy if that's your native tongue, because it must be bloody hard to talk to anyone about anything like that." Gesturing to the Centaur he said. "Now this, here is our Healer and Cleric Prilanos, I know we Dwarves can do anything about you're hand, but if anyone can do anything down here, it's probably her."

Prilanos nodded. "I'll see what I can do."

It takes requests upon regenerating from crust.

So we now have both PPC communities up and running on DW: theppc for Boarders, and ppchq for the agents (and RPing as them).

In the old days theppc was fairly quiet; as its profile says, it exists mainly to collect PPCers' personal LJs. We would then friend the people we liked, and read their posts on our friends' pages. I'm not sure quite how that carries over to DW - anyone?

ppchq sort of split the difference between that and a community for posting in. It had its share of posts, but it was also a hub for RPing journals (like Dafydd's).

I... would really like to see all that reappear. I think slow-motion pointless RPs in ppchq are worth having; I think in-character journals are even more so, because they're a window on the agents without having to be formal stories or time-consuming RPs; and I would really, really like to see personal journals over on the_ppc make a comeback. The PPC-on-LJ was an amazing community, and having that back would be amazing.

I also want people's opinions on mirroring the personal side between DW and LJ. If you're a DW user, you can set up a basic LJ account and have your posts automatically mirror, without giving the Russians anything except server strain. The reason I'd like this is that I still have friends on LJ - even after all these years! - and would like to think we can hold a community intact across two journals. I'll be cross-posting everything in my journals regardless of what everyone else does.

hS

"I willed my hand into this shape while fighting Zombies in the previous room," He said, gesturing to said hand. "Turns out it worked a little bit to well and my hand ended up stuck like this," He paused for a moment. "My Shardmother always said 'When life gives you geodes, you make crystals,' so if any of you dwarves could see if you could improve my hand, perhaps with the help of your Centaur friend over there," he gestured to said Centaur friend, assuming her to be a healer, "That would be greatly appreciated."

"Don't try to hide what you are Necromancer." He makes the word sound like an insult,probably because he is using it as one. "If we could have escaped we would have, but whatever magic Paarnax has woven through the Bore Hole prevents us from doing so, much like it now prevents you from escaping or creating new tunnels and caves. Even if it didn't we wouldn't need your pansy assistance Elf." Again Elf sounds like an insult. Rudig looked at Keegra, "Now is there anything in particular you want? You should not worry about the numbers we faced, we do not think Paarnax has those kinds of numbers anymore. "