A Gentleman, If Somewhat Unhinged.

Okay, so. Runaway Tales pieces being what they are, and my brain being what it is, I decided to make up a bit of a set of timelines of the pieces, just to keep 'em all in order (and maybe get people reading some of 'em~). So, here we go (unless stated otherwise, assume these are around PG/PG-13rated):

(Also includes collaborative 'verses with jai_takes_over , whose most excellent writings can be found here <3)

( Saranados )

( Black Roses )

( Last World Without )

( Moonshine and Dice )

( Scribes )


( Other )

( Now, I should probably get writing some of these... )

As should be obvious from the title, I have no idea why I'm doing this. But here we go. *ahem*

( A Review of Julie Taymor's 'Titus' (1999) )

'Wherefore' does not mean 'where', and not every teenage nit
Is a Juliet inside, or has talent to match the wit
Of 'Billy', 'Bill' or 'Willy' or to give him his full name
Mr William Shakespeare, of 'Macbeth' and 'Hamlet' fame
Or 'Romeo and Juliet' or...what's that other one?
To read some of these scribblings, those're all were ever done
And sonnet after sonnet about trivial little gripes
Like parents who *gasp* tell them off or gurgling water pipes
(Though the latter would be interesting if done in comic ways
Which, incidentally, doesn't mean you murder all the plays
With 'gangsta-style' or 'Valley-speak' or toilet-humour jokes
And summaries which raise the point 'Did Juliet smoke coke?')
And misery-memoir backstories, as everyone knows well
That funny men are funny 'cause their early lives were hell
And every pair of characters who e'er exchange a line
If both are male are obviously screwing all the time
It's backstage but so obvious that Macbeth and Macduff
Are clearly secret lovers and that Romeo takes it rough
From Tybalt, or Mercutio (now that one I could see)
And everyone in Midsummer's is shagging up a tree
Don't get me wrong, it's not so bad, I like the bloody stuff
But with some of these writers - c'mon, enough's enough!

Am at uni, which is great and wonderful and bloody difficult to find my way 'round. Fresher's week this week, so no work (luckily). Also, why does the bar/cafe right next to my gorram room only open at ten am? What about those of us who want food before then and have promised ourselves we are going to get a good meal?

Yeah. Food. I...er...haven't had a good meal since Sunday. I've had one meal of not-too-well-cooked-noodles drowned in soy sauce (Monday night) but other than that it's been snacks. Not so good.

Anyways! (before certain people start scolding me) Societies! Am joining (hopefully) LGBTsoc, DramaSoc, JuggleSoc, and possibly another one (don't know about that). Also have an audition for Rent on Monday - wish me luck, as I'm sure I'll need it, given  'Can't sing, can't dance, can handle a sword a little' pretty much sums me up. And bonus points for knowing where that's from.

My computer arrives today! Shall go ask if it has done so at 9:30ish. If not, I shall hang around in the bar until it opens and get breakfast (pain au chocolat and coffee, probably, although my gutache tells me coffee may not be such a good idea).

But yes. Computer, and so more RATs shall happen. Hurray for that.

And have been passing 99%, which is bloody brilliant.

In random news, I shall plug the BBCAudiobooks TwitterStory at you. Is on Twitter, you  can follow it by following @BBCAA, or the #bbcawdio hashtag. It's a crowdsourced fantasy, started by Neil Gaiman, and it is most awesome. And no, I'm not just saying that because I have lines in it. But come along, read it, and join in. It's fun. Really.

Oh, and before I go, another  plug:
 

'ALAS, BABYLON' IS STARTING AGAIN.
Yes, the RP with the zombies and psychos and what-have-you is getting up again, hopefully before Halloween. My lads are both in it, same journals as before, and I hope to see you f-list people turning up. So, put it in your favourites: 

alasbabylonrp

...I've just realised that for the rest of my life every time I hear a bell I'm going to be looking at my watch and thinking 'oh shit, what am I supposed to be doing now?'

DAMN  YOU, SCHOOL.

 If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.

So, everyone's off on Monday. 'cept yours truly, who's here for another month and a week  (writing and reading time, hopefully, though I'll probably laze it away watching TV and chatting to people). Would've been going out to the local zoo as a nice fun family outing, but my body had other ideas, so now 'm curled up in bed watching Angel and The Nightmare Before Christmas and listening to Voltaire (why yes, I am planning some nice fun supernatural horror writing) and trying to summon up the energy to get some thoughts down on paper (and ignoring the desire for a leather duster, as they're too damn tricky to find for us short bastards, not to mention being expensive. Also, I need a frock coat first).

Room's been sorted out nicely Steampunk - pics to follow. It's not finished yet, but I've got maps on the ceiling, and the right-coloured walls, and a load of steampunk junk around, so it's getting there.

Also, I has a tribble! *grins* 

*is definitely giving in to his inner geek this holiday*

Halfway through my uni reading list - yep, I got into York :) - and 's not really that bad at all. Still have the entire works of Samuel Beckett to get through, which promises to be interesting. Am about 1/4 of the way through Mrs Dalloway, and not sure what I think of it yet (besides the fact that reading Virginia Woolf while sleep-deprived doesn't work, and that I'll definitely need to reread it when I get there). I mean, I really like Orlando (and it's not hard to guess why, I'd think, though Orlando flips round the opposite way to me) but this...not so much.

And, talking of Orlando, I'll leave you with a quote (well, a paragraph):

'...Then she (Orlando) called hesitatingly, as if the person she wanted might not be there, 'Orlando?' For if there are (at a venture) seventy-six different times all ticking in the mind at once, how many different people are there not - Heaven help us - all having lodgement at one time or another in the human spirit? Some say two thousand and fifty-two. So that it is the most usual thing in the world for a person to call, directly they are alone, Orlando? (if that is one's name) meaning by that , Come, come! I'm sick to death of this particular self. I want another. Hence the astonishing changes we see in our friends.'
- Orlando, Virginia Woolf.

sometime soon~

Am back from most of the trips planned for this summer, busy planning for the winter, and trying not to think about results day. Have also finally got free word-processing software that works and enables me to recover all my old Word documents. RATs, here I come.

Well, am off to Cyprus tomorrow. No idea what it'll be like, not sure about whether it'll be good, but here's hoping, huh? Means I don't get to talk to my loves for two whole fucking weeks, though *is Not Happy At All about that*

But.....

COMIC-CON!

*is muchly happy about that*

So, just have to write and read and distract self from missing peoples too horrendously much for two weeks.

Let's see if that'll happen.

1.) Comment to this post and I'll give you a letter.
2.) Open up your music player of choice and post a list of all the songs you have beginning with that letter.

Jai gave me S

( An odd mix of stuff, that's for sure )

So, I ordered two cut-throat razors on ebay. Today, they arrived - very nice, the right size, and with a couple of disposables thrown in. All to the good (even though I did manage to cut my finger open on one of the blades)

One problem - I need to make one of 'em into a prop. Now, how do I go about doing this? Any suggestions? (It needs to be a prop I can get through security in hand-luggage, so ideally the blade and handle separate and the blade completely non-lethal-looking *is considering mocking up one  out of plastic somehow* )

Okay, a quick post before I go off to an English exam.

erst⋅while

–adverb

2.	Archaic. formerly; erst.

'this erstwhile film'

Er?

It was a film but it isn't any more?

*confused*

Now feeling wonderfully guilty for being what I am, again. This is a common occurrence, it would seem. Oh how fun.

Now to find someone cis-gendered so I can make them feel guilty and regain own moral superiority.

Nah. Not worth it. Would then feel hypocritical and more guilty.

Bah.

Fine words are all very well, but living 'em is hella hard.

So, realised I hadn't posted for a while. Figured I might as well, just to keep this thing ticking over (though most of my writingness, which is what it gets used for, is now runaway_tales stuff, so that'd be where to find it).

Hrm.

Life.

Okay, life. What has been happening in the life of a Fynn? Well, honest answer is fuck-all, really. Writing, reading, avoiding schoolwork, chatting, RPing, missing my loves immensely and generally living and waiting for the summer holidays to start. For some reason my brain's decided that this will be a new chapter and so on - although seeing as I've got one uni choice and need 3 As to get it, that chapter might end up being a hell of a downer. 

But as soon as I turn 18 (in a month less three days~) things're gonna be looking up a bit. I hope. *keeps fingers firmly crossed*

And in other news, I has a new icon *points up at userpic for this post* Many thanks to cofmanynames for 't. *grins*

And now I sign off, after that completely pointless update. A Fynn, over and out.

 

Noir-type-ness ahoy (also, was written two years ago, so...)

 

( Hurm. )

Association Meme: Comment on this post and I will give you 5 subjects/things I associate you with. Then post this in your LJ and elaborate on the subjects given.

Tagged by cofmanynames, who gave me top hats,  acting, sharp things, headpeople, and the World Story~

( Most of this is obvious... )

 

Another one from what I seem to be calling the Scribes 'verse in my head.

Again, more Randomness. This is even more random than most, and possibly will spawn some other things in this 'verse. It's also possibly tied in with the World Story, C~

  
Three guesses who these were inspired by, first two don't count.

Okay, these past few days.... Repeat of last month, but condensed.
 
UP....down-ish...down more...CRASH...up-a-bit. That's where I am so far. Admittedly, the crash was very small, but yeah. And the up-a-bit is probably destined to last for all of a few hours, and then 'm gonna get smacked back down again. 

Bah.
 

Tagged by the Jai <3~

1) Go to Wikipedia and hit "random article."
The first random wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.

2) Go Quotations Page and click "Random Quotes."
The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.

3) Go to flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”
Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4) Use photoshop or similar to put it all together.

5) Tag whoever you want: I tag....hmm... Phebs, Nick, Isi, and July *grins*

The music meme that seems to have been doing the rounds (stolen from cofmanynames)

Otherwise known as: Fynn has Far Too Many soundtracks on his MP3 or A Rather Worrying Meme

1. Put your MP3 player/iPod/other device that plays music on "Shuffle."
2. For each question, skip to the next song. Whichever song appears is your answer.
3. WRITE THE NAME OF THAT SONG, WHETHER YOU WANT TO OR NOT!


( Why do half these things make me look like a psycho? )

I near-as-dammit came out to my mum as trans just now. Well, 's an exaggeration. I said a lot of stuff about not feeling like a girl, and wanting to present as male, and being not biologically male pissing me off, and that sort of thing. Very Broad Hints, let's say.

So. Let's see what happens over the next few days with regards to that, eh? She seems to be okay with it (of course, she may not have picked up on the Very Broad Hints). My dad, though? Could be a different story, if she tells him. We'll have to wait and see, I guess.

UPDATE: Nothing yet. I don't know whether to be worried or relieved.

Your Aura is Violet

Idealistic and thoughtful, you have the mind and ideas to change the world. And you have the charisma of a great leader, even if you don't always use it! The purpose of your life: saying truths that other people dare not say Famous purples include: Mahatma Gandhi, Martin Luther King, Jr., Susan B. Anthony Careers for you to try: Political Activist, Inventor, Life Coach

Your Vocabulary Score: A+

Congratulations on your multifarious vocabulary! You must be quite an erudite person.

Okay, so....um...yeah. I got called out for not posting enough, y'see, so I thought I'd better post something today. Thing is, today's been odd. Really odd.

Morning: Happy, happy and happy. Went shopping, bought sweets, bought a waistcoat, got called 'young man' by a lady in a shop. All to the good.

Afternoon: Not so good. Personal reasons. Actually, not so good is a major fucking understatement for a couple of hours that had me shaking and almost tearing up/punching things. So yeah.

Evening: Had a break, had a bath, sorted my head out, ended up hyper. Went out and had a meal. RPed. Was happy.

Night:  News came. Not so happy now. Still trying very hard to keep happiness. Is difficult. Want to help. Losing words, it seems.

EDIT: Still some not-happy. But some happy too. More now. This good.

Overall: Hate being so far away from people. Hate not being able to help. Hate being generally useless. But proud of self for taking statement which hurt like hell, and being able to say 'You're wrong' at it and prove wrongness to self as well.

Tagged by ansela_jonla 

A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blog and replace any question that they dislike with a new, original question.

B) Tag eight people. Don't refuse to do that. Don't tag who tagged you. I tag: julyflame , jai_takes_over , altogetherisi , chocomallow89 , devilfish101 , anjilly , cofmanynames and agentsara 

( The questions~ )

A very odd poem thing. Possibly gonna expand on it, possibly gonna take it down, possibly gonna leave it here. But yeah, odd. And mentions self-harm and murder, so you know.
 

( All the Proof You Need )

A snatch of dialogue from a dystopia which is coming into being in my head.

( Campfire Conversation )

*Title is a quote from Wendy Cope's poem A Policeman's Lot, and has very little to do with the story~

I'm gonna be around a lot less for a while, as my laptop has decided to give up the ghost as far as charging is concerned. I should get it back within a few days *crosses fingers* but until I do get it back, I'm relying on school computers, which aren't always available.

EDIT: Okay, apparently I should have a laptop by Thursday evening. Should.

EDIT MARK TWO: I now have a laptop. :)

How do you know you're in love? When for some reason the scene that strikes you the most in one of your favourite plays is something you hardly noticed before.

JULIET: ...I have forgot why I did call thee back.

ROMEO: Let me stand here till thou remember it.

JULIET: I shall forget, to have thee still stand there,
               Remembering how I love thy company.
 
ROMEO: And I'll still stand, to have thee still forget,
                Forgetting any other home but this.


Seeing as normally when I watch or read that play, I'm looking out for Mercutio and Benvolio and the rest of the plot can go hang, that was a very bizarre experience~

SUPPOSEDLY if you've seen over 85 films, you have no life. Mark the ones you've seen. There are 239 films on this list. Copy this list, post to your LJ and paste this as a note. Then, put x's next to the films you've seen, add them up, and use your number as the header.

( Here they are, then. )

Yeah, no idea why I'm posting this, but oh well.

Fynn's Guide To Passing As Male: Part One

The Face

Okay, so I was digging around in my drawers and came across a makeup set that someone had given me a few years ago (guess how much use that got). And, seeing as I was thinking about cosplay anyways, I decided to see what I could do with it - starting off with making my face look more masculine.

That was pretty easily accomplished with the aid of two things - black eyeshadow and pale foundation.
Darkening and widening my eyebrows with eyeshadow made them look heavier, and made my eyes look smaller - all good.
I used the foundation to make my lips paler, which drew attention away from them (unfortunately I did this a bit too well and ended up looking distinctly corpse-like around that area). This worked, as long as I didn't keep my mouth open for too long and allow people to see the actual colour of my lips (on the inside edges).
Another bit of black eyeshadow to lengthen the 'sideburns' area of my hair - or at least make it look as though there was slightly more hair there - and a conscious effort to deepen my voice, and I was away. Not that I could try it outside, this time, but there's always a next time....

And so, my New Year ideas:

To be Fynn, from this year on.
To get more writing done
To read more
To get more confident
To work hard and get the grades I need for uni
And to live my life, not one that other people want me to lead

Didn't get in. Bit of an annoyance, that, but I've still got my York offer, and that was my second choice - well, is my first choice now. So, yeah. Could've been worse. Could've heard closer to christmas. That would've been shitty.

nicked from Jai

( The meme )

http://forums.koalawallop.com/viewtopic.php?t=1719

Oh what I wouldn't give to be able to do that :(

Still, least I can go home early and do it after school~

No title, as of yet. Any suggestions?

( Welcome back )

In celebration of the post below (or rather  because Fynn is editing and finally remembered to get off his arse and post something)

 

( A little harmless banter between friends )

-- Make a post (public, friendslocked, filtered...whatever you're comfortable with) to your LJ. The post should contain your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fandom-related ("I'd love a Snape/Hermione icon that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _____ on DVD") to really big ("All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV.") The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.

-- If you wish for real life things (not fics or icons), make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) could get in touch with you.  Anyone can get in touch with the Fynn at guil.solo(at)gmail(dot)com, as he is online far too much

-- Also, make sure you post some version of these guidelines in your LJ so that the holiday joy will spread.

1. Christmas with two certain peoples (you know exactly who you are <3)

2. A burgundy waistcoat, and  a frock-coat

3. A cut-throat razor

4. A pair of proper knee-high black leather boots (you can see where all this is coming from, can't you?~)

5. A drawing of either Soldiers!AU Sabbat and Archer, or Modern!AU Sabbat and Archer

6. More time to spend with certain peoples

7. A chest-binder

8. A drawing of Lus, Sabbat, Jacob , Archer and Rille, all wearing each others' outfits. (I'd draw this myself, but damn if I'm good enough to)

9. A Voltaire CD, or at least a set of MP3s of his songs

10. Good luck for the next year for two certain peoples, because they both deserve it.

*looks back at list* Okay, random, eclectic and weird, but hey, that's me! *grin*

Created by OnePlusYou - Free Dating Sites

A Fynn as...well, a Fynn, in a graveyard on Halloween~

*nicked the photo, altogetherisi , hope you don't mind~*

WARNING: There's death, oh yes, and vampires too

( Prey )

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Fifth Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Moderate
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Low
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Very High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very High
Level 7 (Violent)	Very High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	High

Take the Dante's Divine Comedy Inferno Test

( Raaaaaandom~ )

Okay, mini-mini-rant...

Why must people insist on delivering lines in a monotone if they're reading out in class? I wouldn't mind not getting my favourite part for a specific scene, but when the person who does get it insists on delivering the lines as if they're reading out a shopping list, it does get on my nerves a bit. *growls*

I mean, look at this line:

FERDINAND: Go to, mistress! 'Tis not your whore's milk that shall quench my wild-fire, but your whore's blood!

The character later goes totally insane, and is already pretty psychotic here - doesn't that demand some sort of, I don't know, acting?

*groan* Ah, what's the use?

Your Brain is 40% Female, 60% Male

You have a total boy brain Logical and detailed, you tend to look at the facts And while your emotions do sway you sometimes... You never like to get feelings too involved

( Nicked from a Ciri....and confirming a few suspicions )

Your Personality is Very Rare (INTP)

Your personality type is goofy, imaginative, relaxed, and brilliant. Only about 4% of all people have your personality, including 2% of all women and 6% of all men You are Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Perceiving.