Hokay. So. There's a reason I've been mostly gone in game. You see, I leveled up in life. I obtained a friendgroup, best friends, and reunited with my friends from college. On top of hanging out with them, and being a collective of abnormal nerds, I…
Very first smartphone acquired. Where the hell has this been my entire life, holy balls. I can be business Alary on the go. I can roleplay while sitting in a resturant. SNAPCHAT. EMOJIS AND EMOTES. oh my god. I can't even. My ringtones are amazing. …
So, this might seem completely common sense to Canadians, but a few months back my friends and I had what was called "Poutine Night" also dubbed "I can't believe you both ate raw plantains." That's another story. Regardless, three average Americans …
Good con weekend was good. Cosplaying plans abound. And then a new position in a con I work. More responsibility, and more work. And I am unapologetically super excited for both. Not even sarcastic. I'll be able to do more for the con, and that make…
I shall now accept the name Tony Stark as a form of address. Because I constructed that, wired and soldered the LEDs. An hour later tore it apart to improve it, shorted ou…
Fun tip. Win Camp Nano or NaNoWriMo and you get 50% off the purchase price of Scrivener. Camp NaNo you set your own wordcount goal, as long as it's over 10k. It's coming up next month! Just a ti…
My friend recently(within the past two weeks) got me into a game called Dungeon Defenders. My prepensity for Sanctum 2 got me into the entire genre. I also have Orcs Must Die 2, thanks to her, but I haven't played it yet. Most nights you'll find bot…
You have emoted: Alary slackens, all musculature control removed from his body. As if commanded by a puppeteer, he falls to his knees, his eyes shifting with the black of a storm. Angry moonfire crackles where his irises should be as he whisper…
@Iytha you couldn't have been more wrong if you had pointed at Drachou and told me he was actually a dog. Yes, a lot of it is up to personal interpretation, bu…
That ... is a poor way to treat a gun. In fact, an awful way to treat a Glock. I'm feeling second hand shame for the treatment of that gun. My inner Natasha wants to go on a vengeful rant. Instead, I will post some Avengers valentines.
He's no longer in pain, and he was an amazing creature and better companion. He'll be missed greatly, but I can only hope he's in a better place. First real pet loss in my life ... This is unhealthily painful. But. Yeah.
Right, so those of you who know me well I am the eternal fangirl. That nutball fanfiction writer, as I've been called. Well I have, TWO, IRL friends who are like me in these aspects. Well three, but only hung out with two tonight. Anyway, they have …