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You specifically plugging this fic and drawing attention to the author oversharing information, and adding in "that is one of the most dangerous things you can do on the Internet - or so I am told. ;)" complete with winky face really, really makes it come across as less 'I'm worried about the writer' and more 'nudge nudge wink wink wouldn't it be awful if someone doxxed them? ;)'

What worries me is that it's not just the author's book - it's their father's book.

Because there's been a lack of them lately.

Over in the Sofia the First fandom, there's this poor thing - it's still ongoing, and relatively short besides, but the badfic aspects are particularly glaring. A Sofia that acts like Sofia (some of the time) but doesn't sound like her, an untitled book in the Secret Library, anachronistic (or at least World One!Earth-centric) references and geography, typos galore...

And most notably, an uncanonical kingdom (plus two Awesome McEvil villains) and amulet. The worst part? Check the author's note on the first chapter. Though really, it makes me worry for the writer, since revealing real-life information like that is one of the most dangerous things you can do on the Internet - or so I am told. ;)
I can only hope that book was written under a penname...

I was laughing the whole time. :D

This was very entertaining. ^^

By which I mean Derik and Gall prety much MST the third article, but oh well.

[We open on a table at Rudi's, where DERIK and GALL have just sat down. DERIK pulls out a copy of the Multiverse Monitor and flips to a certain page.]

DERIK: Have you seen this? Apparently I have a harem. *it's not clear whether he's annoyed or amused*

GALL: *snicker* What?

DERIK: Yes. *he reads aloud*

Agent Derik, long busy with his relationship with Agent Gall (who loudly claims to all concerned the she sees his “big schnoz” on a daily basis)

DERIK: Did you tell them that?

GALL: *with total candor* Nope.

DERIK: Good. *okay, now it's funny* It goes on:

He’s been ensnared by the sinister sorcerer, Agent Thoth (who frequent Monitor readers may recall from the “men in oil” exposé)

GALL: The what now? Damn, I gotta get me a copy of that edition! It'll have pictures, right? It's got to have pictures.

DERIK: *snort* If Thoth actually sat still for a picture like that, I'll eat my flight jacket.

whom he meets on a regular basis in a secluded RC

DERIK: True...

where the dangerously attractive man (image)

DERIK: Oh, here you are.

GALL: Ooo—wait. That's not—no. What?? D:

DERIK: *grin* I told you.

When Derik was asked for comment, he claimed that “I'm not stuck in there with him. He's stuck in there with me.”

DERIK: All right, I DID say that to some nosy, muckraking little lowlife, but I was trying to scare the idiot off!

GALL: *laughs* Clearly they never saw Watchmen. Good job, One-eye.

And it gets worse, for even as the conniving Phantom

DERIK: Which I'm not, how many times do I have to tell people I'm not him before—

GALL: Hey, chill! People are looking.

DERIK: *deep, angry sigh* ...

contrives to assault the inept sorcerer

DERIK: With a Soft Cushion and a Comfy Chair, I note they fail to mention.

GALL: Well, everyone knows Python. I would so pay money to watch you and Jötun go at it with pillows, though. Preferably naked and oiled up. *eg*

DERIK: *deeply disturbed* NO. *goes back to the article*

he has pushed the Astartes into a relationship with him.

DERIK: Hold on, a moment ago I was naïve, ensnared, and ensorceled. How exactly am I doing this, too?

GALL: No, no, it makes total sense if you think of it on a timeline. First, the evil sorcery, but it's not very good—"inept," right? So you break free, and you're pissed, so then the violent retaliation. With hatesex, I guess.

DERIK: *well that's uncomfortably similar to his actual recruitment* *ew* ... How do you manage to be so close to the truth and yet so very, very far from reality?

GALL: Talent?

DERIK: *eyeroll*

“Those two are … jumping into bed together,” said Tom Andrews, Thoth’s partner, of the deadly and violent warrior and the brave defender of Pern.

DERIK: All right, I can believe Tom said that. The elision is extremely suspicious, though.

GALL: Hey, now you're the good guy again!

Who knows what coercion is involved?

DERIK: So who's coercing who now?

GALL: Mutual coercion. Who has the upper hand? Only time will tell.

DERIK: Oh, hold on now, they talked to Thoth, too. This should be...

Thoth himself claims that “Derik is a bleeding heart,”

DERIK: *laughs* Where do they get this stuff?

GALL: I mean, you kind of are? In very specific circumstances that have occasionally come close to getting us killed?

DERIK: I'll never believe Thoth said it, though. ... I do believe the next bit. *aw, bro* But then it's right back into nonsense.

However, he seems unaware of Derik’s other partner, and the same is true of Gall.

GALL: No, I'm pretty aware. More than these dumbasses.

DERIK: Don't be jealous. There's enough of me to go around. *grin*

GALL: Reeeeally? ... Since when?

DERIK: *koff*

What would the two of them think if they knew the real Derik?

GALL: Oh man, lemme tell you—

DERIK: Please don't. Who knows what these people would spin from the kind of chaff that comes out of your mouth?

GALL: *under her breath* Not much actually. >.>

Only time will tell, but we at the Multiverse Monitor are dedicated to ensuring that Derik will be unable to hide behind his lies.

DERIK: But which parts are lies and which parts are the truth? Am I a naïve victim, a conniving predator, or a brave hero?

GALL: I guess they're leaving it up to the reader's imagination.

DERIK: No shortage of THAT here.

As for the foul sorcerer Thoth, we have found that he has no kittens of any sort, which we immediately deemed suspicious. Further investigation reveals that he may, in fact, be feeding innocent kittens to “large and dangerous monsters who tend to throw fire.” Clearly, anyone who would do such a thing is a menace to HQ at large, and the possibility that he is launching a coup against the entire organization must be investigated.

DERIK: *can't keep from laughing anymore* That's rich. I have to show this to him.

GALL: Ask about the oil while you're at it. :D

DERIK: I absolutely will not.

GALL: Aw. You never give me anything I really want.

DERIK: Try wanting things that aren't awful.

[We pan out as the conversation devolves into the usual banter.]

~Neshomeh

Tabloids are a guilty pleasure of mine, not because I believe what they tell me but because I like to laugh at how ridiculous some of the claims are. This didn't disappoint! Truly you are a master of the carefully chosen misquote!

That's a good thing, in this context.

Also, I really didn't. I know I didn't, because my eyes didn't start smoking when I read my own writing.

National Enquirer is Bad For You.

Also, classicfilmfan, what classic films are alluded to in your username? This has been bugging me ever since you joined.

We Sons didn't "sign on" with the ruinous powers out of hatred or spite. We acted as we did because we had no other choice. We were played, and by The Architect of Fate himself. If you stood in our place, I do not doubt you would feel the same.

All the knowledge I have gained did was provide further confidence in that assertion. Given the knowledge we had, we did as best we could.

I do not have a favorite portrayal as of yet.

I don't have any interest in dating Jack. He and Jacques are totally different people who just happen to look the same. I'm not dating him because he's a replacement. I'm dating him because I love him.

Thank you, Mr. Zeb, I have everything I need for our next article. Don't forget to procure yourself our next paper soon. We're expecting having your partner's input about this situation soon.

And, Gawd, would I love to see more of this sorta thing. You really perfectly caught just how trash tabloids are. Every ellipsis gave me a jolly old chuckle, they did.

Oft have I studied the multiverse in which we dwell, and the other with which we have experience; indeed, I might say that it has become my life's work. Though many are the theories of the structure of reality, I hold myself a confirmed advocate of the Rose.

That there are but twenty multiverses (or belike one and twenty, should the Tower of Reality be shown as truth) is proven by the mathematical beauty of the structure: how might one argue for more, when the locked triangles of the Rose show their perfect geometry? No, say I: in multiversal physics as in nature, simplicity and beauty are the surest indicators of truth.

((Norlossë is an in-universe character, and is not necessarily right. :) ~hS))

I can be your agent, which works, because gasp, I'm already an agent! You should totally message Other Talia and Old Talia (that's what I'm calling them, by the way; you can be New Talia! It'll be like the Spice Girls or something!) and work out what instruments you're all playing.

OOH! EXCLAMATION! Or are you just going to be singing?

What made you turn from the light of the Emperor and become a filthy heretic sign on with the Ruinous Powers? Has access to what is essentially the absolute truth of your home canon changed your perspective on your choices at all? Do you have a favorite media portrayal of your home? I'm quite fond of Dawn of War, myself.

But then, diplomacy has never been my strong suit, so why not?

I suppose if I were to pick something I truly dislike, it would be summed up in one word: paladin. I can not abide moral busybodies poking about in the affairs of others. If I needed someone bleating in my ear to do my job I'd have stayed home.

However, in fairness to Larkus, he has thus far not unreasonably intruded on my business. For his sake I hope it stays that way.

Larkus: I try to find the good things about people more than the bad, but If you're gonna put me on the spot, I'll say this, he's overdue for an attitude adjustment. He's not the worst company I've had, but I think his powers have gone to his head a touch. Arrogant, you know? I get it, he's a mage, he's older than me, he thinks he knows the ropes, but he's liable to get us both killed if he doesn't learn how to work with a partner soon.

Because oh my god I can just take off and fly. I... didn't know I needed that? But I needed that- it's an incredible feeling, when heights feel like opportunity and options rather than being scary. The firebending is cool? Well, kinda exactly the opposite, you know what I mean- but flying is everything.

I haven't met either of them yet, but I think I need to! We'll call ourselves The Talias? Hmm. That'll need some work, but I'm totally in for an all-Talia band.

. . . can eventually come up with ideas for more than 256 multiverses, yeah? And since our scope is limited to what we can imagine, I'm suspect there are far more than any countable number of them. So I'm a proponent of infinite multiverses, myself.

—doctorlit, comforted by the thought that reality is a very big place