Done for
ratherastory's comment meme,
here, for the prompt below from
shangrilada:
So Sam is having a really bad time with post-concussion crap and hallucinations and basically feeling overwhelmed and everything, and there's this little stray puppy that keeps crying at the door of Rufus's cabin. Naturally Sam starts leaving it food, but he discovers slowly how much the
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THIS.
IS.
AMAZING.
Oh my God. LUCIFER. He's PERFECT. Sam slamming his funny bone to get rid of him seriously made my stomach hurt in the best way. This whole thing is just...gah. You NAILED the voices, and...wow. Thank you. Thank you so much.
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I'm sorry about the funny bone thing. I kind of imagine Sam having all these bizarre ticks develop, and he's all, "no, seriously, I'm not hearing voices anymore, I'm just incredibly clumsy. People accidentally stab themselves with forks sometimes, right?"
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And, the code-breaking stuff is creepy. (Although with a pocket calculator, that would only take about five minutes. In an hour I could do it by hand. Possibly without paper.)
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I stole the code-breaking idea from "Harry Potter and the Principles of Rationality." I'm glad it worked, though! (Even though "what can't I possibly do in my head" isn't the best barometer for hard math.)
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I might not be the best barometer either, though from another direction.
If they were three-digit primes, though, then it would be too hard for me in any reasonable time span. And 20-digit primes are too hard for computers.
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That Harry Potter fanfic did the trick with three-digit primes (Harry was seeing if he could create stable time loops to perform tedious tasks with no effort, and I think the test case was probably using your algorithm), but I thought I was pushing it enough for Sam to remember the mechanism behind the code, and just left Dean to pick primes out of the gaps in the multiplication table.
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Really well-envisioned.
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Yeah, Sam's life really sucks. I think this is the sanest he's been in years, though, now that he doesn't have the Apocalypse on his shoulders, or his soul detached, or his mind fried on performance-enhancing drugs. At least now, the unfathomable horrors he's trying to ignore are just in his past . . .
You are so right.
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I'm glad the ending worked; I'd been thinking about scrapping it.
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