They swayed in the rigging, heels settled, arms slipped through the lines up to the elbows to embrace it to their chests. The August sun had lost its fervor for the day, settling into tangerine laziness as it neared the aqua murk of the horizon; with the heat lifted, the boys could smell cool salty brine upon the wind as it heralded the end of the ( Read more... )

Very irked right now.

Poser fried my file of Rothwell, so the geometries got completely corrupted. Luckily I still have my textures, but I'm removing the old portrait out of irritation because I know I won't be able to build the model exactly the same and the differences will nag me.

Next time, backing up to external hard drive before fiddling with ( Read more... )

Deareſt Mother,

I am v. ſorry this firſt letter is ſo tardy, after I promiſed to write at firſt week, ſince I have had no luck in getting any Paper until we made Port here at St. Marye's. I hope y. have not been over worried on my acct. as I have been well & ſafe.

Ye work here is hard but I find honeſt, & the Fellows aboardſhip admirable. I have ( Read more... )

Rothwell wasn't the only one having trouble holding his spoon. This made the dribbling of stewed vegetables down the front of his coat a little easier to bear, since no one else at the little mess table was in the mood to comment.

All of the youngest midshipmen had spent the last three days learning to climb the rigging and trim the sails. Of ( Read more... )

"TOE THE LINE!"

Rothwell stepped up to the line of caulking, a mercilessly straight mark dividing the boards of the deck. Without tilting his head downward, he had to strain his eyes to check whether his toes were exactly lined up on the mark. The two boys next to him stepped forward as well, but Williams looked down to check his footing.

"EYES ( Read more... )

I think I need a break from a game I'm playing. I'm in it up to my eyeballs, down to the point of designing a thousand things for it, but I'm tired from 12-14 hour workdays currently and just not up to dealing with some of the nonsense. I know nonsense is part of any game crew (or for that matter, any group of human beings) but I probably posted ( Read more... )

I'm not much of one for writing fanfiction. Never been driven to do it, mainly, as I tend not to be a 'fan' type of person in any form. I like things, sure, but the whole "ORLAAAAAANDOOOO!" thing is just foreign to me. I don't even like to go to conventions because I don't see much point in meeting with famous people. I'm sure they aren't ( Read more... )

So the other day, I got a wild hair to look into some play-by-post, pure writing RPG stuff. I'm busy to the gills with roleplay, system design, building, and group managing in other games but this is something I could actually fit in around it without much hassle. Picking and choosing my odd moments to post during the day would work out nicely.

I ( Read more... )