The PPC Posting Board - Latest posts

In which Shift Twentieth of the Janitorial Division are assigned a bit of Mound Duty, the poor gits.
They probably deserve it. Don't feel pity or remorse, but point, and laugh, and fling peanuts, for they are mere circus animals for your amusement!

Endless thanks to my betas who were all great and who all did a fantastic job translating my dirty Larfscribblings into legible English!

The whole "wakizashi are stealthier weapons" thing is a bit of a false premise. The wakizashi was also used primarily as a direct combat weapon, usually as a backup for the katana or in smaller spaces where a katana would be more unwieldy.

I personally think having a katana as a weapon is fine, agents have used larger weapons and knowing kenjutsu isn't exactly a suvian trait.

. . . I don't know who to say "by," actually. It's an Isaac Asimov novel, but I never realized the novel is an adaptation from an earlier screen play. So this is a weird example of the film coming before the book—which technically means I've broken my "consume the original first" rule, but eh. Film isn't really my medium of choice for fiction consumption.

Spoilers follow for Fantastic Voyage. There is one major spoilery plot point, so if you're at all interested in reading it, don't read any further.

About a year ago, I went on a completely unnecessary and wasted Jules Verne kick. (Wasted because apparently the English translations of his stuff are terrible translations, so I may not even have gotten the stories and Verne intended anyway.) Having a vague idea of the plot of FV due to the many 90s cartoons that ripped off its plot, I was expecting a very whimsical and light-hearted shrinking journey in the name of science! Boy, was I wrong. FV actually takes place in a war setting, and opens with the tail end of a rescue mission, followed by an assassination attempt. Plus, the reason for the shrunken surgery is to get even more shrinking technology from the victim's head, which would basically have allowed for all-out shrunken warfare. Having just seen Ant-Man and the Wasp, I couldn't help but picture an entire battlefield of Ant-Man suits . . . and of course, there's the espionage aspect, too.

The novel is showing its age. The dialogue gets very awkwardly formal is some spots, especially since it must yet take place in our future. But the biggest sore thumb in that regard is the one female member among the main cast, and how much attention is focused on that. I'm used to casts that are way more diverse than that without it being commented on . . . yeah, just really dated-feeling.

All the little details about the human body, and experiencing them on such a small scale, were really cool, despite being in very technical language for the most part. Especially interesting was the detail of how vision would be distorted when looking with light passing through normal-sized air molecules, but with eyes shrunk down much smaller than usual. It must have taken the original screenwriters and/or Asimov quite a bit of research!

I was very pleased at the reveal of who the "traitor" was. Going by in-text clues, I actually wouldn't have said there was a traitor on board, but I thought for sure it was Doctor Duval. The narrative was clearly trying to set up Grant and Peterson as the designated requisite couple, and it would have been sooooo convenient of Duval to turn out to be a bad guy in the end, so Peterson could stop her professional dedication to him. I was legitimately surprised when it turned out to be Michaels instead. I also liked that he actually wasn't a turncoat working for the enemy country, but actually just a pure scientist through-and-through who didn't want a medical discovery to be weaponized.

I feel like this was short review, but I need to get to sleep soon. Tune in next time when I probably read another decades-old novel with no active fandom that only one or two others in this entire community have read anyway. And everyone, feel free to add reviews of your own recent media-feedings onto this thread as well!

—doctorlit, late for bed for sure this time

"They've passed through an arterio-venous spoiler, sir." "They've passed through an arterio-venous spoiler, sir." "They've passed through an arterio-venous spoiler, sir."

With the exception of the palms and soles of the feet and possibly the scalp.

Some people are more floofable than others, of course.

And then some people are bears. Or would be if they particularly enjoyed wearing flannel and kissing other men. ^_^

~Neshomeh

Thankfully, Ren'py (https://www.renpy.org) and similar engines can do a lot of the work for you.

Mind, I'm a lazy talentless hack who can't draw, so it'd still be hard for me.

http://ppc.wikia.com/wiki/PPCComputerGame

...Although I'm pretty sure most of me is covered in hair at the moment. So it could be worse.

Have a half-kilo of lembas and a mildly holy suit of Imperial flak armor, pulled from the dark depths of Warhammer 40,000.

...what do you think would be the final boss would be?

My money's on this abomination: https://www.deviantart.com/r3troguy/art/Midnight-the-hedgehog-my-OC-277239611

Also, a smaller sword just seems more practical to take on missions.

Mission's I have Read
1. Original Series
2. some of Araeph's missions
3. 5 of Tawaki's missions

some fandoms i like are, the Tolkienverse, Harry Potter (i read that recently), and the PPCverse!

Name: Azoralth, once known to his comrades as the "Soul-Tracker"
Age: Uncertain
Species: Stormcast Eternal, formerly human.
Department: DoMS? Haven't decided yet.
Description:

One of Sigmar's own Stormcast Eternals, hailing from the Warhammer: Age of Sigmar setting. Like all Stormcast, he was once a faithful mortal warrior, plucked from the jaws of death by the God-King Sigmar and reforged via lightning and arcane magic into an immortal warrior. In his past life, he was a youth named Azoralth, a child of two reclusive mages of the Amethyst lore--the lore of Death Magic. (Not to be confused with the Lore of Undeath, which is necromancy.) His parents were also refugees; two of the few survivors of the Age of Chaos wherein the forces of the Chaos Gods ravaged the realms..
Before he was born, they had fled to Ghur, the Realm of Beasts, from the underworlds of Shyish, the Realm of Death. He was raised in almost total isolation, hidden away in a foreboding mountain range, and they taught him the basics of harnessing his latent magical talent for benevolent purposes and self-defense.
At sixteen summers of age, however, his world changed forever with the loss of his parents to a marauding warband of Orruks. His parents had predicted their attack on a nearby village, and presumably gave their lives protecting the village with their sorcery. When he realized they weren't coming back (they had left him alone with a black-bladed dagger and some supplies) he set out to follow their last instructions to him, left in the form of a note: "Find a Realmgate to Azyr [The Celestial Realm.] The Gates are open; seek out the God-King Sigmar for asylum in his halls."
Thus, he set off across the realms, on an adventure that would see him eventually becoming the leader of a rag-tag band of young refugees and strays of various Realms and species, on a quest to find a gate to Azyr. ALong the way, however, they were pursued by various forces of the Undead, sent by the necromantic followers of the jealous Lord of Undeath, Nagash. This culminated in an act of desperate self-sacrifice in which Azoralth fully unlocked his magical potential and challenged one of Nagash's vampire lords to a duel. The vampire, by nature unable to back down from a fight, even one so one-sided as this, accepted his challenge. Soon after, Azoralth gave up his life, buying his friends and companions time to flee to Azyr. Azoralth lay there dying as the vampire loomed over him, his friends' names upon his breath. However, before the vampire could inflict the curse of vampirism upon him, lightning struck down from the heavens, obliterating the creature. When the blinding light had faded, Azoralth was nowhere to be found...
An unspecified amount of time later, he had been reforged by the God-King, who had seen his valor and saved him from a fate worse than death. Now he was able to once again turn his magical prowess to a righteous cause, combined with the holy power of Sigmar's lightning as he took up the mantle of a Lord-Relictor--a warrior-priest charged with the protection of the very souls of his fellow Stormcast. Eventually, as his former companions died, one by one, they, too, were reforged to fight at his side as warriors of a Stormhost known as the Knights Revenant--a host of Stormcast tasked with seeking out, recovering, and maintaining knowledge and artifacts thought lost to history. He was no exception, and to this day he carries the same journal that he kept on his original journey to Azyr.

In the PPC-verse:
Once again taken up into a realm he had hardly dreamed of, he chooses to remain here due to the mission of his Stormhost in his home verse--the mission to preserve knowledge, and uncover hidden truths, the only difference being that it is now done on a multiversal scale, and instead of only fighting the foes of his home canon, in the name of Sigmar, he fights enemies of all sorts, in the name of upholding the balance of the multiverse. A part of him misses his comrades, but he has mostly accepted the burden of losing them as being for the greater good of existence as a whole.
Abilities and Weapons:
--His favored weapon, is, naturally, a relic hammer forged of the same metal as his armor--holy star-forged sigmarite, his other weapon being the black-bladed dagger his parents had left for him in his mortal life.
--He retains control over the Amethyst wind of magic, including the ability to literally see other beings' souls and interact with the deceased via physical contact with their remains. The holy powers bequeathed to him by his Reforging also remain usable, channeled through the reliquary staff he bears and manifesting in the form of holy lightning.

*Eats snowball*
YUM!
*Fires snow cannon*

Hello fellow newbie! I also have Asperger's as well, so I will usually make obscure references to tv shows or games.

Like, the katana is a weapon that implies the wielder heads into combat head-on, while the smaller wakizashi... doesn't.

...Also, ah, you misspelled "wakizashi".

So, what fandoms are you a part of, so we can get to know you a bit better?

Also, have this AEP7 laser pistol, from the wastelands of Fallout- along with a pack of Small Energy Cells to feed it! Sure, it's a bit basic, but it's still nice and reliable, I find.