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Unsolicited gift for my favourite trephacard authors: @chimaerakitten, @etherati, and @flightlesstree. I think it best fits "a hunter, a scholar, a soldier" by @flightlesstree because that's what I've been rereading most recently; but it's generally about them.. walking through the woods, or staying somewhere that holds memories, and having some time to remember, or to process. A little bit of quiet space.

Very belatedly answering this! @sere-allwehaveisnow and @verdet-cadet and I were discussing how exactly the relationship dynamic VC wrote in her fic Sweet as Pomegranate Seeds might’ve come to be, and really convinced ourselves this is honestly the perfect relationship situation for all of them, and then this happened. I don’t have very much at all written, though.

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Tharkay stood to pour himself another glass of port from the decanter, wondering if it was too late to move to something stiffer. Laurence had returned to the small London townhouse Tharkay reluctantly kept in unusually good spirits, made loquacious by what seemed a very invigorating social outing at Jane’s invitation and perhaps an excess of drink; Tharkay felt, listening to Laurence natter on about which gentleman had said so-and-so and which dance had involved such-and-such (chiefly a significant amount of Jane stepping on his toes, it seemed, told with no small amount of fondness), that he ought catch up to Laurence’s state of intemperance rather than curb it.

“Are you well, Tenzing?” Laurence asked, and Tharkay realized he had been standing at the sideboard too long. With a shrug, he reached for the bottle of whisky; surely, there was no harm in it.

Happy Halloween!

Here's a WIP of a Wolf 359 filk set to "Signy Mallory"

for this “fanfic director’s commentary” ask game

I am the director of those… hah nice. I’m also everything else, but u know.

I’ll talk about my most recent podfic, of @ilovedthestars’s “They’ll Never Pull The Trigger”! One that I kept turning over in my head until I had to podfic it <3

Though something I learned first off: “They’ll never pull the trigger” was a weirdly difficult phrase to say out loud. It mushes around in my mouth lol.

I had a lot of fun incorporating sound effects and soundscaping in “Redshirt Requiem,” “Inheritance,” and “securityunit.patch” but for this one, I leaned harder into voice acting. I’d never quite done that to this extent before!

Pin-Lee’s dialogue, when I recorded it, didn’t quite feel urgent enough. I played with ways to speed it up to make it feel more clipped and urgent, and my first attempt ended up with a squeaky pitched-up Alvin and the Chipmunks voice that had me cracking up and utterly ruined the scene. I could not do that. Playing with the Audacity tools, I found there is a tool for speeding up sound without pitch-shifting—I didn’t know it was possible to do smoothly, but just the slightest touch faster made her dialogue sound more urgent, more like an emergency.

Gurathin was a bold foray into ~*~doing accents.~*~ Acting through an accent not yours and keeping i consistent is hard! MAD props to actors who can do that well. In my headcanon cinematic universe, Gurathin is spacefuture Welsh, and I tried to aim for a Welsh accent for him, to make him vocally stand out from the nativeborn Preservationers and language-module Murderbot. Turns out I have no idea how to do a Welsh accent and it landed closer to Irish, which I feel like I have a better understanding of. I like to think my Irish-accent Gurathin is better thought-through and less wildly inconsistent (not not inconsistent, I can hear the inconsistencies upon relisten), but less wildly inconsistent, than the Graphic Audio’s Irish(?) accent Ratthi. Lol

This was inevitable wasn't it :P

Would you ever write something set on the original planet the presst had to flee?

I was gonna make a return joke but then realized that, because your question phrased it as being about the character, it's kind of a serious question 🤣 Most of my AO3 works are set in the Murderbot Diaries, but I do LOVE to write (and read!) fics where the titular protagonist and viewpoint character of the books takes a goddamn backseat. Sit down boyo (gender-neutral) (affectionate), I want to hear about the OTHER bots and constructs in this universe now.

Would I ever write something set on the planet that the Pressy had to flee? I did consider it, but I dropped the idea for lack of direction. It was super inspired by the end of Fugitive Telemetry and Indah's attitude to the refugees, though, and would've been about how Consuela Makeba handled the original refugees:

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