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#Playing ghost? Sowing chaos in a city?
nights-at-crystarium · 8 months
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Your WoL's invisible and inaudible for a day! How do they choose to spend it? Pull pranks? Spy on someone or sneak in somewhere forbidden? Simply rest?
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silverstark · 2 years
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Hua Cheng Amnesia ficlet Pt.2
Once again, this is fanfic of a fanfic: This is HEAVILY inspired by VampireFaun's beautiful wonderful Hua Cheng amnesia-curse fic,"Thousand Gold Come-And-Go Stew" on Ao3. Go read it I'm obsessed with it. This scene is fanfic of that fanfic.
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~Before~
Hua Cheng and Xie Lian were sitting by the lake in Ghost City having a picnic when suddenly an evil plume of smoke rose up from the Gambling Den cackling about victory.
Xie Lian frowned.
"I WON! I WON!" the ghost proclaimed.
Hua Cheng clicked his tongue in annoyance. Very soon after, the ghost cloud suddenly cleared as if it had been sucked back into the ground. Xie Lian stared at the space where it had been, contemplating.
"What an eyesore. I hope this hasn't upset gege's appetite," Hua Cheng said.
"No, no," Xie Lian said, drawing his attention back to their picnic.
There was a colorful array of snacks on a golden tray, a jaded tea set, and plenty of room for one of them to lay down with his head in the other's lap. Xie Lian wanted to show his appreciation.
Unfortunately, his preoccupation did not go unnoticed.
"Not to worry, gege," Hua Cheng said. "He only wants to sow chaos for a few irritating officials."
Xie Lian smiled. "I trust San Lang would never lend his power to any true evil."
Hua Cheng raised his eyebrows. Xie Lian pressed a grape against his lips so he wouldn't speak nonsense. Hua Cheng obediently took the grape into his mouth and ate it. However, once he was done, he still spoke.
"Then why is gege fretting?"
Xie Lian gave him a reproachful look. Hua Cheng cleared his throat.
"I meant to say- Then what is gege thinking about?"
Xie Lian fed him another grape, this time as a reward. He hummed as he considered how to answer.
"It's nothing we haven't talked about before. It's only…" Xie Lian blushed despite himself.
"Hm?" Hua Cheng prompted, his eye lighting up.
"I didn't feel I had the right to ask, at the time," Xie Lian explained.
"Gege has always been welcome to ask me anything," Hua Cheng said.
"En," Xie Lian accepted.
Hua Cheng smiled and held a grape before Xie Lian's lips. Xie Lian lowered his lashes to escape that warm gaze as he accepted the offering.
"So, what is gege's question?"
"The Gambling Den…is it really alright? How do you make sure…that things don't get out of hand?"
"Ah. Gege asked a good question," Hua Cheng said with a smile.
Xie Lian waited.
"I built the Gambler's Den once I had mastered the cultivation of luck," he explained. "Those who came in to play understood that if they won their bet, I would grant them their wish."
Xie Lian listened and considered.
"And so, when gambling in the Gambler's Den, every gambler plays against you. Which means, they can never win if it would be bad luck for you."
"Gege got it right," Hua Cheng confirmed.
"But…but don't you still need to pay attention to every bet?"
"Why does gege think that?"
"That time we played dice against Black Water, you said that we lost the roll because you forgot…San Lang, did you do that on purpose?"
Hua Cheng had begun laughing when he remembered the bet Xie Lian referenced. Xie Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry at Hua Cheng's past mischief and his lack of remorse about it now. He could only shake his head.
"San Lang…" he said helplessly. "You're so insincere."
Hua Cheng stopped laughing to try to make his face look solemn.
"Gege, I didn't lie to you!" Hua Cheng swore. "I promise, you will not-"
Xie Lian stuffed another grape in his mouth before he could deliver his usual promise. Hua Cheng swallowed it without chewing.
"Gege, believe me!"
"You just said-"
"Gege, it was my fault, but I didn't do it on purpose!"
Xie Lian raised his brows and waited.
"Didn't gege learn the first time you came to the Gambling Den? The high roll isn't always the luckier roll."
"We clearly agreed that the high roll was the winning roll," Xie Lian pointed out.
"If I wanted Black Water to talk," Hua Cheng agreed.
Xie Lian almost asked 'didn't you?' But then he considered. Hua Cheng knew that even if they won, Xie Lian's test would not work on Black Water.
"So, when it makes no difference, you can lose rolls?"
"…"
Hua Cheng's eyes were sparkling with mischievous delight.
Xie Lian: "???"
Hua Cheng hinted, "The prize for a high roll was the chance to interrogate Black Water. The prize for a low roll was-"
Xie Lian blushed again and hastily interrupted with, "I understand!!!"
Hua Cheng laughed again.
"So there really is nothing to worry about," Xie Lian said with an attempt at composure.
"En," Hua Cheng agreed.
"No matter what, the bets placed in the Gambler's Den can only end in San Lang's favor," Xie Lian continued.
"Unless I will it otherwise," Hua Cheng clarified.
"En. San Lang's powers are truly amazing."
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jamlavender · 3 years
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Babies & bathwater: Marisa, Asriel and Lyra’s impending existence
After writing this post about adult Lyra’s relationships with her parents if they’d survived the trilogy – a piece of character analysis paired with my fic Unholy Ghosts – and really enjoying doing so, I’ve decided to write another one, to match with my latest fic Force of Nature, which tells the story of Lyra’s actual birth (this also relates to much of Silver Bullet too). So much care and analysis go into writing fics and it seems a shame not to share that! Here’s my take on Marisa and Asriel’s feelings about Lyra while Marisa was pregnant and in the immediate aftermath of her birth.
Asriel  
Aside from the logistics of having a baby with his secret lover, I think Asriel would have been very relaxed about the prospect of fatherhood – perhaps even, dare I say it, excited – because he wouldn’t have seen having a child, even under stressful circumstances like these, as any threat to his aims whatsoever. He’s a lord, richer than the king, with an almost supernatural ability to have his needs met with a simple call into the void. For the few months that Lyra is in ‘his’ care, she lives with a nurse in a different house to him (maybe even a different city most of the time, as Ma Costa and Lyra’s cottage was part of Asriel’s estate in Oxfordshire and he likely spent a lot of time in London). For Asriel – like all men of his social class – the daily drudgery and tangible, explicit love that parenthood requires would have been foreign concepts. He could have a child – as, I presume, he’d considered he might one day, should the circumstance arise – and continue his antitheist crusades. Those two things are not in conflict at all. Nor, do I think, he’d have seen Marisa as having to make a choice between her ambitions and motherhood either (if she’d left Edward and joined him) because there’d have been a seemingly endless pot of money and reams of staff to meet Lyra’s needs if her mother would rather have been doing something else.  
I also think that he’d have been pleased to be having a child with a woman that he loved, particularly when there’d no doubt been months or years of push-pull between them, about their relationship, about secrecy, about choosing to be together (or not), about ownership and love and jealousy. He’d have felt that them having a child together was yet another compelling reason she should leave her husband for him, and perhaps even have been hopeful as a result. I also think he’d have been childishly pleased that, after her keeping him and their love in the shadows for so long, there now existed some glaring proof of their relationship. He’s not a man who likes to be overlooked or ignored, after all. And, while I’m probably projecting here, I wonder if the scientist in him might have found something about pregnancy and birth interesting, because while reproduction and childbirth are common, they are also physiological marvels (my reproductive physiology course was my favourite module at university, can you tell?).
I do wonder, though, if the plan for him to take the baby was agreed in advance of her birth, regardless of what the newborn looked like, only because it’s so rare (if it ever happens?) for it to be clear within minutes of birth which of two men might have fathered the new child – unless the two men are of different races, a possibility explored beautifully in the fics The Image of the Father and this be the verse. In fact, the much greater risk would have been that, after being an indistinguishable pink potato at birth, Lyra grew up to be Asriel’s spitting image, when it would have been impossible to spirit her away or fake her death. I could believe that Marisa had decided long before the birth to give the child away regardless, both from her (lack of) personal feelings and the reasonable fear that their secret might instead be discovered years down the line, when the consequences could have been much more severe.
I don’t think Marisa’s suspicion of the child and lack of maternal inclination would have bothered Asriel, particularly relating to her work (I mean, as soon as he loses all the money that enables Lyra’s existence to have no impact on his day-to-day life, he dumps her in favour of his work without a second thought). Rather, he’d have been upset about Marisa’s rejection of Lyra because he’d see it as extension of her rejecting him over and over again. He’d never understood why she wouldn’t leave her husband to be with him – he could provide money, freedom, fascinating work, intellectual partnership, raw love and attraction – and now they’ve had a child together, and still she chooses to walk away. That’s what would have gutted him, I think, especially when it seems obvious to him that they can have their cake and eat it too: they can pursue their ambitions and raise their child, largely because someone else will do the bulk of the latter. Marisa, of course, had always felt differently about the real feasibility of that. His rage at Marisa rejecting him through Lyra would only have been intensified when Marisa surrendered the baby to the Church, which was surely the deepest and worst knife she could twist, leading “all the anger in him to turn against her.” (I forget the exact quote, but I think that’s pretty close). 
Marisa
Marisa would have resented the baby’s existence from the start (I choose to assume that she always knew the baby was Asriel’s, though if she didn’t – which is not out of the realm of possibility at all – that would have been stressful in a different way). Here was proof of her infidelity, proof of her inability to resist the cardinal sin of lust, and a person that might well grow up to have Asriel’s face, who was going to emerge from her body and either be a nightmare to spirit away and keep hidden or a burden (and a secret!) she was forced to bear for the rest of her life. Asriel’s generally blasé attitude about the whole thing would no doubt have infuriated her, as would Edward’s attempts to involve himself in a pregnancy in which he’d played no part. I think she’d have been stressed and miserable and resentful.
Pregnancy and birth must also have been a nightmare for her. The loss of control over her body as another grew inside it, the weight gain and hormones, and, surely most of all, the loss of her ability to use her sexuality to control those around her. The Church might revere motherhood, but they don’t desire it, which would have been a disaster for her, someone for whom manipulating the desire of others was her most beloved political strategy. It’s also very base, a reminder of our animal functions, and as someone who has a complicated relationship with her more instinctive feelings and seems keen to obliterate them as much as possible in favour of repression and manufactured poise, that must have been very uncomfortable. I think she’d have hated it.
Given, though, that she develops an expansive love for Lyra in the end, I did want to sow the seeds for that when her daughter was born (though twelve years is a long time, and I don’t think it’s impossible that she’d have discarded her daughter at birth and simply changed her mind all those years later, but I find it more interesting to make it a little more emotionally complex than that). I think she’d have been in shock, particularly from the pain and vulnerability of birth, but also confronted with an actual person she’d made, with a person she loved deeply, no less. She’d then do an excellent job of repressing those feelings, but I could believe that there was a short time where the fact she’d actually had a child, Asriel’s child, was impossible for her to ignore, despite the chaos, emotional or otherwise, that recognition would cause. That’s how I conceive of both Asriel and Marisa’s immediate reactions to Lyra after her birth, actually: that they’d have spent the pregnancy ignoring their impending arrival, either from glibness about its potential significance (Asriel) or repressing her fears about being discovered or saddled with a baby (Marisa), and only when they were confronted with their actual child did they realise they might have created something here that they couldn’t control as easily as they’d expected. That sums up Lyra’s role in both their lives in the trilogy, I think: she pushes them both because they can’t control her, not what she does nor the emotions she evokes in them, and they both find that unbearable.  
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New Release Roundup, 2 February 2019: Fantasy and Adventure
The Devil is not in the details, but on the battlefield. In his shadow, infernal hitmen and detective saints; Nazi wizards and British mages; dragon slayers and divine champions clash in this week’s roundup of the newest releases in fantasy and adventure.
The Caster of Destruction (Overlord #9) – Kugane Maruyama
For twelve years, the virtual world of Yggdrasil has served as the playground and battlefield for the skeletal lord Momonga and his guild of fellow monsters, Ainz Ooal Gown. But the guild’s glory days are over, and the game is shutting down permanently. When Momonga logs in one last time just to be there when the servers go dark, something happens–and suddenly, fantasy is reality. A rogues’ gallery of fanatically devoted NPCs is ready to obey his every order, but the world Momonga now inhabits is not the one he remembers. The game may be over, but the epic tale of Ainz Ooal Gown is only beginning…
The annual war between the kingdom and the empire almost always ends in little more than a staring contest. This year, the Fresh Blood Emperor’s visit to Nazarick will change everything. Ainz himself has joined the fray, which is a dark omen of the coming storm. The arrival of the absolute ruler of Nazarick means only horror and death await those who stand on what will become the most hellish battlefield anyone has seen in living memory…!
Chuck Dixon’s Avalon #3: The Conscience of the King – Chuck Dixon and Frank Fosco
While King Ace is in training with Big Simba and the Specials of the UN-SPC, his former partner-in-fighting-crime Fazer languishes in a prison designed especially for people with superhuman powers. Fazer is desperate to escape, but how can he get out when his jailors possess the technology required to block his unique abilities?
But Fazer isn’t the only one feeling trapped, as King Ace quickly comes to learn that his new team isn’t tasked with fighting crime in the city of Avalon, but rather, tracking down other people like him and Fazer. And he also discovers that signing on with the official forces of law and order means accepting restrictions on your ability to do what you think is right.
Chuck Dixon is the most prolific comic book writer in history. Set in the world of Alt★Hero, CHUCK DIXON’S AVALON is the legend’s newest creation.
The Circle of St. George – John Auber Armstrong
Nothing in his life prepared Charlie Walker for meeting King Arthur and Merlin, King Oberon and Puck, or to find himself riding with the Wild Hunt and fighting a cohort of bloodthirsty Valkyries attacking GI’s on the beaches of France! Compared to that, a naked Winston Churchill barely rates mentioning …
Britain, 1940: a coalition of British magicians have united to oppose the Nazi’s use of black magic, and a young American soldier is sent to observe and report on the program code-named The Circle of St. George. Captain Charlie Walker doesn’t believe in gods, ghosts, or magic … until he has no choice in the matter!
Charlie’s education in magick is a hero’s journey like no other you’ve read. His instructors include Aleister Crowley and a who’s who of British occultists. Together, from the great plain of Glastonbury and the isle of Avalon to the Fae Kingdom and the death camps of the Third Reich, Charlie and The Circle of St. George stand alone against Hitler’s magicians.
The Devil’s Gunman (The Devil’s Gunman #1) – Philip S. Bolger
Working as a hitman for the devil of paperwork is a pretty good gig. Until you settle your obligation and don’t have the job anymore. Then what do you do?
For Nick Soren, it was the best of times and the worst of times. Having made more money working for the devil than he could ever spend, he lived it up in a haze of booze and drugs. Until the devil put a hit out on him.
On the run, Nick finds help from someone he never expected—another of the devil’s previous hitmen—who wants Nick to kill the devil. But there are vampires and Hellhounds on his tail, and that is going to make things…difficult. Can Nick get clear of the supernatural creatures hunting him long enough to take his shot and get revenge on the devil?
He’s not alone in his mission—a jiangshi mage and a chimera are along for the ride, and may help even the odds…or just get him killed all the faster.
Time is running out and the vampires are closing in…is this the end for the devil’s gunman?
Flying Sparks: Meta-Man Special – Jon del Arroz 
For the last fifty years, Meta-Man has been an enigma—a reclusive hero who does his duty but shies away from the public eye. What happened? Who is he?
Unlocked from the archives for the first time, you can dive into one of Meta-Man’s early adventures and get a glimpse into his heroic world as he works to stave off a plot from his nemesis Dr. Malicious and his communist commandos! Can Meta-Man prevail, or will the U.S.S.R. interfere with the American presidential election and spread the reach of the Iron Curtain across the globe? Read this action-packed superhero comic and find out!
“A touch of backstory for a side character, a dash of 60s comics-style fisticuffs, and a sprinkle of the classic tragedy of missing out on important personal moments for the sake of saving the day for someone else. “–Amazon Reader Review
Infernal Affairs (Saint Tommy, NYPD #3) – Declan Finn
My name is Officer Thomas Nolan, and I am a saint.
I can smell evil. I show mercy to the lesser criminals – the desperate. Even those I’ve put behind bars seem to like me.  But now there’s a serial killer bringing darkness beyond imagination to my city. I can smell his stench a mile away.
Detective Tommy Nolan is having a bad day.
First, the celebrant was murdered during mass. Then the SWAT team knocked down his door trying to kill him.
With the million dollar bounty on his head, every gunman and demonic monster is coming out of the pit to collect it.
Tommy has to discover who’s out to make him a martyr before he becomes a saint for real.
Sowing Dragon Teeth (The Iron Disciplines #1) – James Alderdice
Nobody said getting revenge on a dragon that killed your father would be easy, but nobody said it would be this hard either.
War looms on the horizon. Aisha is scouting the borderlands wary of a coming secret invasion when she is ambushed by a crazed old shaman who was sure that she was trying learn his secrets. She isn’t interested in the old legends about a dragon graveyard but after burning the secret map she is the only one who knows where it is supposed to exist and every gold hungry rogue crawls out of hiding to try and force her to take them there for riches untold.
The journey will take them across a cursed landscape brimming with foul sorceries and terrible monsters, but the promise of both treasure and revenge is irresistible. Sowing Dragon Teeth is an action-packed heroic fantasy in the vein of classic pulp fiction and thrilling treasure hunts. If you like gory battles, larger-than-life characters, and witty humor, then you’ll love James Alderice’s gritty tale.
A Thousand Drunken Monkeys (The Hero of Thera #2) – Eric Nylund
Continue Playing the Game? Yes / No
The Kingdom of Thera is a crossroads to many worlds and realities. Here a secret war between the gods plays out via their proxy mortal champions. These player-champions use all the augmented-reality interfaces and game mechanics that role-playing and video-gamers know and love.
Join Hektor Saint-Savage, Marine and martial artist extraordinaire; Morgana Nox, shapeshifting druid-thief and trickster; and the cantankerous dwarf, Elmac Arguson—as they punch, blast, stab, and slither their way through the second Hero of Thera novel.
Can they outwit, outfight, and outrun assassins? The Imperial Knight Champion of Chaos? Feisty gnomes with slide rules? A horde of a thousand inebriated simians?
There’s only one way to find out…
Viridian Gate Online: Doom Forge (The Viridian Gate Archives #6) – James Hunter
Jack and the crew of the Crimson Alliance have finally made it back from the Realm of Order, but the threat to Eldgard is deadlier than ever.
Vogthar incursions are increasing, dungeons falling in droves, towns and cities ravaged by Darklings—Players and NPCs who have willingly sided with the Dark Overmind Thanatos. But thanks to a priceless artifact Jack found after defeating the Lich Priest, there might be a glimmer of hope on the horizon. Jack and company have unearthed a Doom-Forged relic, one part of an ancient weapon capable of killing even a god. But to assemble the legendary god-killer, they’ll need to find the other relics and locate the fabled Doom Forge of the Dwarven godling Khalkeús, all while unraveling a mystery five hundred years in the making.
New Release Roundup, 2 February 2019: Fantasy and Adventure published first on https://medium.com/@ReloadedPCGames
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