Welcome back, patrons, to the last Wednesday of year! Also the last day of the year. As with the other chapters of this fic, Eliza is sitting copilot as the dinosaur expert.
Last time we were treated to May’s first day with the raptors, wherein she quests for a shower and is attacked by a raptor from the B-group. Meanwhile, much earlier in the day, Seth and the others “mark” their territory.
“They used pee!”
Right. Anyway, they mark their territory and then launch an unsuccessful hunt which involved the sudden appearance of the T-rex. Nothing else really happens.
“That seem to be the theme of this fic. ‘Not much happened.'”
I think that’s more of a general badfic theme.
Title: From Another World
Media: Video Game
Topic: Mass Effect / Parallel Realities
URL: Chapter 41
Critiqued by Erttheking
E: So how badly damaged is the engine?
C: Saying that it’s damaged implies that there are still bits of it left. And that’s not really the case.
N: Well crap. Princey is out cold too. Whatever Manus hit him with must’ve done a hell of a number on his healing factor.
E: Anti-stu spray? If we ever get out of this, remind me to have Goeth look into that.
N: I will.
C: Well, what do you say we all kick back, relax and rift the shit out of EP’s latest failure? Not like worrying will do anything.
E: Fine by me.
Chapter 41 Mars and the weapon.
E: Oh yeah by the way, we’re gonna be doing something for just this chapter. We’re gonna be including a one-off buzzer. At the end of the chapter it’ll be melted down for whatever Crunchy is cooking up, but right now we’re going to be keeping track of the number of firefights there are in this chapter. Remember when EP said he was playing the games and taking notes? Remember how that almost sounded like research? Turns out he was focusing on the gameplay and all of the times you fight people in game. And…well you’ll see.
(Another Fucking Firefight Counter: 0)
“Commander we have to go back.” James said as he walked after Shepard.
Ash was checking out the weapons and armour listening to the two.
C: New from the lines of the Haribon Military Industries, firearms and armor that are capable of hearing.
“Vega your out of line.” John said.
N: Vega has an out of line? I always wanted one of those as a kid.
Hey patrons! It’s Herr here. Ert ran into some technical difficulties last night, so unfortunately his next installment of From another world is going to be a little bit late today. But don’t fret: it’s coming!
And while it’s coming, I have an announcement about the Cards Against Humanity deck themed around the Library! That’s right, folks: after putting my head in there for several weeks, I (with the help of a lot of other people) have produced a sort of rough draft for the deck.
So, ladies and gentlemen… With 120 black cards and 300 white cards, I present to you:
Cards Against the Library:
Well, hellooooo there, lovely patrons. Today I have the start of an incredibly baffling story called “My Job On Australian Wheel Of Fortune,” or MJAWF for short. This is, you read correctly, a fanfiction based on the game show “Wheel of Fortune.” It probably isn’t the oddest thing I’ve riffed before (remember “Birthday Surprise?”) but it’s pretty damn close. Plus, it’s multi-chaptered, because one chapter of this crap wasn’t enough, I guess.
Here’s the summary to get us started:
CAST Kierain Geaney me Adriana Xenides John Deeks John Burgess featuring music from bands like Divinyls
That’s the story summary. A list of names with no commas to differentiate them, and a soundtrack.
This story was written by the same author that wrote another of the gems featured in our Library when we first opened our doors: The Golden Girls Play Grand Theft Auto IV Online.
Buckle up, friends. This is going to be interesting.
Kitty: Hello, Patrons, and a Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah, and Happy Other Wintertime Holidays to you all! Kitty again, this time with a jolly Christmas-themed baddie that’s sure to put the coal in your stockings!
Scythe: Are the Santa hats really necessary?
Kitty: Yes they are, my incredibly well-versed anti-human friend! This time we’re riffing a rather average Harry Potter shipfic featuring Drarry angst. I say “average because it could probably be used as a standard by which to score other Drarry badfics. You’ll see what I mean as we go along.
Scythe: Speaking of well-versed, Kitty: How do you know this is standard fare for Harry/Draco badfics?
Kitty: I dabbled in the pairing for a while. It never really hooked me, though – I only speak from the experience I gleaned from a handful of fics I found on Quizilla.