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Where were you?

(Also, hello, hey you. Apologies about the head of the CDL. When he wakes up, he has... oh, he already explained that.)

Sorry, I just woke up, hence the, uh, fog brain.

So, have you seen the latest code fudge of Legolas? They put in 2x^2+y=z for every x, including the x they just inserted!

They think we're obviously fictional! Fix that!

So, uh, you torture people? Why?

I'm looking for O'Ryan Keys, but have an Nspire.

Where the Boarders discuss new ways to torture...ahem help the agents, and discuss random things.

Hey you, do you know what this place is called?

((dies of laughter at O'Ryan taking Midnight seriously))

Everything just looks gray to me anyways.

dA

Spooky Scary Spoilers (explanation and questions underneath)

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Isn't there a rule against interacting with the canon?

Update: Got the link to work! Thanks!

An AU perhaps?

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~Neshomeh

No, seriously, where are we?!

Good to see you! Welcome to the New Board!

Re. inconvenience store, I've been reading a book about the history of "health food" faddism in America, so "dehydrated water" springs to mind. There was apparently a thing called "Zola, the Wonder Water" that one could order from a magazine in the 1920s, I think it was, and the stuff was dehydrated to save on shipping costs. Yeah.

"What the buyer got was a little powder marked 'concentrated water'. It cost only a dollar. And from it, using 25 to 40 gallons of ordinary everyday water, the buyer could make 'the best of life-giving beverages'. (Actually, the powder proved to be five cents worth of Epsom salt.)" —Deutsch, Ronald M., The New Nuts Among the Berries, Bull Publishing Co., 1977.

Naturally I take any "current" information with a grain of Epsom salt, given the publication date, but the historical information is fascinating in that it's so very familiar. The same wild ideas about health and the same "get well quick" schemes seem to come around again and again, often propagated by celebrities with dubious or zero medical credentials, with the public none the wiser. It's incredible.

So! Sounds perfect for an inconvenience store. ^_^

~Neshomeh

I guess over the years I've become less and less willing to indulge Tolkien on some of the more eeeehhhh stuff like "dilution of Numenorean blood leading to the degradation of Gondor's might" or "all the prettiest Elves are ~fair~" etc, but the beauty of his text is that its framing device is a translation of a different text.

And that's what keeps me coming back to Tolkien! Plus now that c-dramas are getting more popular in English-speaking fandom I can make jokes about how Rivendell is basically a chiller Cloud Recesses.

Incidentally, Bea Hayden is who I'd pick as Christianne.

Absolutely, go for it! Incidentally, while we're on the subject of heartwarming, I'm looking at the last mission now which I appended an epilogue about a midsummer bonfire from the POV of an Intern named Maddie:

Maddie hummed at that. “Eledhwen Elerossiel and Christianne Shieh, huh,” she mused. “I’d only really ever heard whispers about them, you know. Their long years of mutual pining, their slow burn romance. Isn’t it sweet? They could get married now!”

The tips of Jeeves' ears turned red. “I think they said they already were,” he said. “At least, um. In the Elvish sense.”

“Is that like knowing someone in the Biblical sense?” wondered Nurse Hearth.

“I didn’t bother to ask,” replied Jeeves. “But they were good Agents. And they’re still good people. I think they’re planning to move out here, find a flat. Enjoy civilian life.”

“Yeah,” agreed Maddie. “Honestly, it’s no wonder the two of them have been the face of PPC recruitment for the past couple of years now. They way they work together and care for each other is just,” she clenched her fist, “so cool. Kinda reminded me of why I signed up in the first place.”

Another burst of Glose light filled the air, then, and if Maddie averted her eyes just so, she could properly appreciate the way the bonfire seemed to dance across her friends’ faces. She then looked across the way, and saw the two of them. Eledhwen Elerossiel and Christianne Shieh, whirling together through the other dancing couples on the other side of the square. There were flowers in their hair, and Eledhwen was laughing at something Christianne said.

For a brief moment, they looked back at Maddie, and Maddie felt herself waving. Eledhwen raised an eyebrow, looking at Christianne, who waved back.

Then they briefly pressed their foreheads together, and vanished into the dancing crowd, and Maddie couldn’t help but smile even long after they were gone.

It’ll be all right in the end, she thought, as the bright flames licked at the darkening Midsummer night. As long as there are people willing to do so, the Canon will always be protected.

I mean, I haven't written any missions lately, I know, but I've been swamped with essays. English majors need to write a lot, go figure.

Everyone did remember to report to schedule their appointments for mandatory re-education, right? I know someone who forgot once and it turns out the pincers on our Glorious Alien Overlorss aren't for show...