New series in development: EDGE TOWN

Danni Fitzpatrick was a police officer. Not a great one, not a bad one, just a cop and nothing more. She didn't do much, or talk much, and aside from a case that seemed tied into her coming out of the closet she didn't really contribute much to the cases. Then during an intense stand-off she wound up shot and killed.......well sort of.

The reason Danni didn't have much of a personality is that she was the 5th lead on a popular network cop show, was added during the 4th season, and was kept around to tackle "controversial" stories and make-out with some model for sweeps week. She also wasn't really dead though her "life in fiction" was over. Which is why she found herself on a steamship surrounded by characters both mundane and bizzare, and heading for the port of a city that looked as if Rio, Tokyo, 1800's Paris, and had Vincent Van Gogh's art all got smushed together.
The city was called Edge-Town and if you happened to be any fictional character, this is where you wound up either after getting killed, or at the end of the story you happened to be in. Everybody from the superhero who headlined the latest blockbuster movie, to the deli counter guy who appeared for one second in the film turned up in the city, which as a result dwarfed any real city on the face of the planet.

And Danni with only 500 "gils"(the money system of the city) in her pocket and not a single place to stay decided to take the first job she could find. That job being "bar-tender" which paid well enough for Danni to get herself an apartment(albeit in a run-down neighborhood), but which oddly enough oftentimes entails getting shot at by every single psychopath, mercenary, and mafioso And in a city where the largest ganglord happens to be an 8000 year old Sumerian death-goddess, you know there's some really dangerous chappies at there.

That's quite alright though because Danni's got some new friends, and life for once seemingly has meaning. The bar's janitor is an anicent Celtic hero, one of the customers is a junior enchantress, the owner is a hot Texas cowgirl, and Danni's new girlfriend is a mexican telenovela heroine who now moonlights as an assassin.

Hey at least it's interesting.


(Expect this new series not long after my first Skatara tale wraps up. And look for some bios on the blog for various characters who'll be popping up.)

Krautrockin' All New Year's Eve!

I think every one of my friends know that in addition to being kinky, and lazy, that I'm also something of a wannabe musician and kind of a failed artist. I've played drums(and a wee bit of guitar) off and on for a good deal of my life, and I do a little sculpting and modern art(yes the pretentious kind) on the side.

As a result of this combination my musical tastes aren't really for everybody and tend to run from rockabily to hardcore to hip-hop without a lot of care. But my big thing, and my favorite genre as a whole is krautrock.

Artisty, loud, avant-garde, cool, and wild. Krautrock's the type of stuff that moves the inner-performance artist inside of me. So I figured bands like Faust, Amon Duul II(Who's ultra-smokin' hot singer Renate Knaup graces the page) Can, Kraftwerk, Neu!, and Ashra will be burning up at my home come new years eve.

People may cover their ears if they wish.

P.S. If anybody's actually interested in the music itself? Take looksie at this badass BBC documentary done on it here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3B89-69icyc

Ways of Making me Talk

So I went and saw "Nine" today, and while it should be noted that I'm a fan of musicals(I paid for and enjoyed Dreamgirls) adore the works of Italian Cinema(Who loves Fellini? I love Fellini) and think Daniel Day Lewis is one of the best actors in the world, the movie left me utterly cold and I walked out kinda hating it. Oh except for the part where Penelope Cruz has a whole dance number in the outfit you see above.


Now I'm not one of these people who says "I'd chop my hand off if such-and-such would go out with me" but I'd probably cut off at least one body part for Cruz. She's one of those very few actresses right now that completely and utterly turns me into a puddle of Lauren-goo in any of her movies.(Salma Hayek is another one..which made certain scenes in Banditas suprisingly easy to sit through)


And if I might be honest? If I had any goverment information, all one would have to do is strip me down, tie me to a chair, and send her in to work magic, and I'd be talking without any torture whatsoever....hell I might just lie and sell out a few family members as well.

Espically if she speaks Spanish.....Spanish always breaks me.

A list of things this year

Seriously I think everybody can judge that from the lack of posts(I.E. once per month it seems) that really there's only two situations that could have happened.

1. I'm lazy, and the first thing I usually do when off of work is come home and reduce myself to a catatonic daze in front of the television.

2. I'm really dead, and my evil sister Elizabetha(she looks just like me, except for having an eye-patch and posessing talent) has taken over my indentity.

For now though we'll go with the first choice(or will we?) and just assume I've been pretty much useless the past few months, instead of finishing up my first Skatara story(which is coming I swear to god!) and starting work on a few other things that have been tickling my fancy the coming new year.

Among those things? Hopefully my noir story I've been kicking around, and a couple of delightful one-shots and random thoughts.


And this time I promise I'll get around to doing them! I swear!

Watering Hole: Featuring Ga'Ja, Shakti, and special guests

"Tha's fuckin' absurd" Shakti said trying(and failing) not to slur her words. Ga'Ja kept her from leaning to far to the left and falling out of her chair, and groaned at having to repeat this action for the fifth time. "I mean...islands run by like really decadent immortal people, gods of chaos and order...talkin' black swords that it souls? It's crazy!" Shakti exclaimed shaking her mug of Andawala ale around and causing suds to slosh across the table.

"You don't have to believe me, but it is the truth human." The other patron at the table said calmly and Ga'Ja had to roll her eyes. Dispite Shakti's drunken state Ga'Ja had to admit that the white-haired, pink-eyed, and generally rather odd albino fellow(though she tried very hard not to make light of his condition) probably was making a good deal of this up. "You have to admit Melniaboney is a strange name for a country." Ga'ja said and Shakti patted her shoulder "Yeahhh it is odd soundin'.." Shakti intoned as she leaned across the table.
"First? It's called Melnibone. And second? I don't know how it's harder to believe than the idea of some steppe-based civilization made up only of immortal cat-people." The albino strange said with a slight smirk. "Espcially a civilization where itseems you have to make a clicking sound whenever you try to pronounce their names."

Ga'Ja and the albino looked each other square in the eyes, sizing each other up hands heading straight for their weapons. In the albino's case it was his black blade(Stormweaver, Stormbrewer, something like that) and in Ga'Ja's case it was E's-Toki her enchanted asagi that she kept at her side. Shakti just looked on, downed her mug of beer, and tried to get through her drunken stupor and think of some spell(most likely involving toads) before this got out of hand. After all the albino had insulted the Kamrai people..which mean insulting their god queen..which meant insulting Ga'Ja by proxy..which always ended in disaster. Not like this pale man seemed to care, in fact what made Shakti nervous was the way his eyes moved, as if he'd been around in rough parts before as well.

The air was tense, the people at the table seemed to be moving in slow motion, and any second blades would flash and magick would be unleashed......except all that got interrupted by a rather loud laugh. "Why if it isn't our two most favorite wenches in all of the world!" The giant red-bearded norseman boomed as he uncorked his wine bottle and strided behind the table. His shorter dark-haired, and sly companion stood with him already clearly intoxicated by the wine. "That's absolutely right my rather mirthful friend..GaGa, and Shockta?" The dark haired man asked.

The albino looked on confused, Shakti let out a loud groan and sank in her seat, and Ga'Ja growled. "Why yes it is Farthead, and Black Ratter...yes it is." She said softly while balling her hands into fists.


Shakti hiccuped, rolled her eyes at the confused albino who still clutched his sword cautiously, put down three gold pieces, and leaned back in her chair..all to aware that she'd soon be forced to find another bar.

Bodana Dyalov My handler

My job? Why do you ask? Besides some idiotic notion that you can do what I do better. Why the nerve of you even slightly suggesting that I......

*Takes phone call*

*Sigh* Alright I suppose I'll tell you. My name is Bodana Dyalov, A3 class agent for UNITY(meaning I can go anywhere I please) and currently I'm assigned to the "Underworld, and terrorism investigation department" with direct orders to watch-over and guard our newest agent, Lauren O'Rourke. Happy now? No? *Sigh* Alright I have to follow her in the field, protect her, and keep watch over her 24/7. She's not allowed to move on her own, or work on her own without my express say so.

*Takes sip of coffee and starts checking computer.* Of course this is obnoxious..Lauren is rather frustrating, and her former criminal nature resurfaces all to often.

*Opens her email..is met with a picture of Lauren wearing only frilly lingere. She spits her coffee out*

LAUREN! YOU TOUCH MY COMPUTER AGAIN YOU DIE!

*Takes a deep breath and settles down*

See what I mean? Just no breaks whatsoever with that woman..can't you see why I want to get a new partner?

*Waits until interview is over..then copies picture into favorites*

Agent Lauren O'Rourke of UNITY

Ahhh..crime they say it never pays but I lived pretty well. Every night it was another ritzy hotel, another beautiful girl at my side, and more money than I could spend at one. Being a gangster was wonderful, so was being a thief, an arms dealer, and pretty much any other unsavory thing you could possibly think of. Oh crime pays, and it payed extremely well.
Until the day I found myself on the wrong end of an angry heroine, and soon found myself beaten, and cuffed...awaiting a very long stint in prison. My life was over, and soon I'd be the new fresh meat in prison..life was unfair.


That is until an angel walked in. Tall, Russian, tough and beautiful. Told me her name was Bodana Dyalov and that she had an offer I just couldn't refuse..and looking at her I don't think I could resist anyway. Soon enough I find myself taken outta jail, flown out of the country, and told that a body matching my discription was found outside of Boston. My former life is over..it's now time for me to join an elite organization of spies known as UNITY.

Now? I'm using all the criminal skills I've learned to track down agents of the underworld..including members of CHIMERA, a vicious terrorist group that hopes to bring about a new Reich. Too bad that I'm still not trusted to go off any place by my own, so I have to have Bodana follow me around any place I go..and hope that we both don't get killed in yet some other wicked plot.

Yeah my life has changed, and I'm no longer who I used to be...no problem though, I kinda like playing the good-girl.
..and not just because I wanna get in Bodana's pants.