Kaymyth

I was a wet mess from start to finish. Once it was over, I went into the bedroom to grab a tissue, and there was my husband staring at me. Me: "Shut up." Him: *laughing* "I don't even know what you just watched."

Ye gods, that had me crying like a baby.

Well, technically, we all do. If you're looking on the inside.

But there is an underlying order in chaos! This thread = the TwiLyght/Kobold King Mandelbrot Set.

Eventually, yes. So I'm working on an AoL-era fic that is rapidly approaching novel-length right? The seed for the whole shebang was germinated out of two ideas: 1) Scadrial needs airships, and 2) I need a Mistborn cosplay that doesn't require me wearing a wig. So Eva, my main character, has my coloring specifically so that I can eventually cosplay her. (And even for people who don't wind up reading my fic, she should be relatively identifiable as a Twinborn.) My priorities are weird.

Pale skin, red hair, freckles...Scotch-Irish heritage much? Though my nose is a decidedly English thing, with a slight snub on the end of it. Round face, and eyes that cannot make up their mind whether they're blue or grey or green. I am a bit fluffy; I could stand to lose a couple stone, but I am incapable of depriving myself of tasty things, so it's more a matter of increasing my activity. (Now that the move is done, it's time to crack out the bicycles and go explore our new neighborhood's bike trails.) And my terrible, terrible secret...I am a natural ginger, but it's not red enough, so I enhance it with henna. The contrast in colors actually makes my roots look blonde when they grow out long enough. Every time this happens, I have to go back to look at old pictures of myself from before the henna to reassure myself that yes, my hair really DID look distinctly red in the sun.

Achievement Unlocked: Mowing the yard in those fancy diagonal strips rather than my usual 'round the mulberry bush. I have a fancy yard! Somebody give me my monocle and walking cane! Ooh! Ooh! I'm tanner than an albino! ...barely. I'm just going to park my *sigh* right here. ... ZOMBIE WOLF!!!1!!one!!!! You are incorrect. Doing art while on a caffeine rush is an awesome idea.

I'd say that's a Know Your Audience sort of thing. I would've found that to be an awesome response. I'm so sorry - I can't stop laughing at this. I know it's not funny for you right now, but as someone who's been there, it's hilarious. I know, I know. I'm a terrible person and I should feel bad. (I don't)

Thank you! Compliments are a cosplayer's lifeblood. I have a few more pieces that I haven't unpacked yet from the move that deserve to be shared, and I'll probably add replies to the thread as I make new things. I fully admit and affirm that I might be a madwoman for some of the things I have planned.

For pi. I like pi. Pi's good. Pipipipipipipipipi. I don't remember, I just had a general sense of LarkoftheRiver. I don't always get clear faces in dreams, and when I do, they can often change. Edit: Ninja'd! OK, Silverblade....for, um, being silver. And blade-shaped.

It's not actually that difficult to make, just time-consuming. The tricky bit is getting it started with all of the links going the right direction. Months of television were given half attention to make that tunic. Honestly, I don't think it's done; it's wearable as it is right now, but it needs to be longer. I remember taking Spanish in high school. Then it all flew out of my head when I took Italian in college. I liked Italian much better.

So, among other things, I am a cosplayer. I'm quite mad as a box of frogs, too, as I've learned entirely new skills solely for the sake of making a good costume. That's how I picked up chainmail; I made a Legend of Zelda costume (I took Zelda and recast her in the hero's role, making her Zelda: Warrior Princess) and kind of hated the fake chainmail that I'd knitted out of silver rattail. Not wholly bad, really, but it wasn't realistic enough. So I spent a year of off-and-on chainmail working to make the tunic in aluminum. I threw in the Hylian crest on the front just for fun. The shield is made out of craft foam, single-layer cardboard, fabric, heavy-gauge wire, three different types of glue, sculpey, and, of course, paint. The sword is bought, but I repainted it to match the new Zelda color scheme, and wrapped the handle in leather-look duct tape. Here's the back of the shield. What looks like wood grain is actually crinkle fabric painted over with brown fabric paint. The handle is a plastic cabinet handle wrapped in the same fabric and paint mix. Fun fact: The year I wore this at Dragon*Con, I had no fewer than 3 different Navis run up to me and shout, "HEY! LISTEN!" Good times. One of them actually wanted a picture with me pretending to try to kill her. This wizard's staff is more recent; my husband wanted to be a wizard for Halloween last year, and wanted a really cool staff. We couldn't find a really cool staff, so we decided to make one. The wood piece was bought, but the rest we put together. He did the wiring bits and served as an extra pair of hands while I was busy burning mine with the hot glue gun. Underneath the "nest" is actually two pieces of PVC threaded joint. The bottom is screwed into the top of the wood, while the top has a selenite crystal hot glued into it. Husband rewired a color-change LED candle bulb to a thumbswitch, which I nestled in the moss. The selenite really picks up the LED glow; pictures can't really do it justice. The sticks are a couple of grapevine wreaths I took apart and affixed in various places to the outside. There are also three quartz crystals glued around in the moss, but those aren't so easy to see in the photo. And you can't see it in the photo, but I also wrapped the bottom of the staff in cloth and leather to keep it from scratching anybody's floors.

I haven't thought of anything clever enough to replace it with yet. I remain Generic Title Woman. Worst. Superhero identity. Ever. Oh, and for being the first 17Sharder to pop up in my dreams. We were playing flutes together, and I was giving you pointers. Or possibly a lesson. I'm not sure, it's hazy, but I'm 95% sure it was you.

Well, I can tell you where to find them. I'd recommend aluminum; it's lightweight and easy to work with, unlike steel. You can get plain bright aluminum jump rings on Amazon (Chainmail Joe is a good seller), or if you want something more exotic, anodized aluminum in bright colors from the Ring Lord's website. And the Ring Lord has everything; lots of different types of metals and colors, as well as scales for scale mail. And then you can make stuff like this: Don't mind my foot in the bottom of that picture...

For slipping a Monty Python reference into your signature. You are correct there. I do like ponies. Alas, my dark secret is now known to the world.

Of course, since your metal affinity is written into your Spiritweb (which is basically your soul), I find it quite likely that it is very difficult to come across a person who is ill-matched to their metal.

I come tonight bearing a tradition. It once haunted the boards of fandom past, and now tonight, I bequeath it upon a new generation. I bring you the tradition of Things That Are True. It fits the Random thread rather well, I think. It is a list of things that, as the title would suggest, the author finds to be true. Sort of a cross-section of the things that might be going on their life. Today's Things That Are True: 1) I finally saw Avengers: Age of Ultron tonight. 2) It was good. (Yay!) 3) I came home to uncover what was likely an unusually large brown recluse and two tiny house centipedes lurking in my domain (Boo!) 3a) My brave husband dispatched them for me. I once again rest easy. 4) I wrote a couple thousand words today. 5) I have at last managed to progress my identity from "I am writing a thing" to "I am a writer". You wouldn't think that to find a big difference between those things, but it is a surprisingly large gap to bridge. 5a) I blame/credit 17th Sharders for spurring this identity progression. I've only posted a couple of little writing blurbs, and yet I already have people asking me for more. That's the sort of thing that can swell a girl's head, you now. 6) Our mild winter has led to the creation of a bumper crop of bunnies and squirrels in our neighborhood. This fills our dachshund with great joy. 7) Our dachshund fills the local fauna with great trepidation.

I've been experiencing the same thing, though I've identified a few of the posts. Most of them were innocuous enough that I still can't suss out what upset someone. Maybe they just really, really hate pony avatars. I dunno. I figure that since my rep is back to higher than my post count, I don't have any room to complain too much. Still, it's weird.

Midwest? *perks up* ...wrong part of the Midwest. Dagnabbit.

Or find your own crafts to take. People have taken up the art of chainmail for less, you know.

Are you kidding? I pre-ordered Shadows of Self, Bands of Mourning, and the new Jim Butcher steampunk novel all in one go. And Amazon has a pre-order price guarantee that will match any price-drops that happen between now and release. Unless you're talking about waiting for the paperback, in which case you have far more self-control than any mere mortal should possess. So many delicious books coming out...

"Smoke me a kipper - I'll be back for breakfast!" For being way more awesome than she gives herself credit for.

Oh, thank goodness it's not just me (and that I'm not the only person who actually notices their rep bobble up and down). I actually wasn't quite sure at first; I have gotten a few random scattered downvotes lately that's been keeping me balanced around 355. I thought perhaps someone had decided that they were really invested in me being a Ferring.

I have a great many interesting dreams. Sadly, I don't often remember much more than, "ooh, that was cool," before they fade out, but a few have stuck with me. Like the Attack of the Zombie Kittens. I distinctly remember driving madly through a city that was an amalgamation of several that I've lived in whist tiny undead kittens clung to the outside of the car crying, "mmmrrraaaains!" It was so absurd that I actually woke myself up from giggling. Cutest. Apocalypse. Ever.