Steph Mu Ji (
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ways_back_room2008-06-20 08:09 am
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Daily Entertainment.
Holy god it is Friday finally.
Ever go read the Milliways archives? They're fun as hell. :D :D :D Try it.
(Can someone take DE on Monday? I'm gonna be in NJ for a wedding.)
Ever go read the Milliways archives? They're fun as hell. :D :D :D Try it.
(Can someone take DE on Monday? I'm gonna be in NJ for a wedding.)
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It's always kind of weird for me to read the archives, especially that early 2005 period, because Milliways really permeated my life for those first few months. It was intense. I was in a touring show at the time, and I particularly remember one flight home where the flight attendants had to ask if there was anyone with first aid qualifications on-board. I actually had to stop myself from raising my hand, and remind myself that Nita is the healer, not me. Which is possibly a level of character bleed I shouldn't admit. >.>
Anyway, you know how certain smells can snap you into a memory in a blink? Reading the archives does that for me. I remember sitting at my computer after school doing my algebra homework and waiting tensely for tags to come in; of course, I remember clusterfucking Mina Harker-mun and Norrington-mun!Kate (before I knew her) by trying to do a three-way thread with little to no OOC communication. Woohoo, newbie mistakes.
And I remember sitting backstage composing threads and OOMs and tags in my head, and I remember writing some of my best poetry inspired by in-bar happenings, and I remember reading Dark Tower, and watching Firefly with friend at a camp I didn't have Internet access and having to stifle a whispered "Charyou tree!" during "Safe" because none of them would get it.
. . . Um, I seem to have gotten some nostalgia all over your post. Lemme get a towel. >.>
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I think about it sometimes too-- how crazy it is that we're ... grown up now, dude. Or well on our way, at least-- remember being the babies around here? It still surprises me every time I stop by crackchat and realize that I'm not the littlest roleplayer anymore. :O
In a strange way, I think Milliways makes me cognizant of the fact that the path I've started taking isn't at all the one I'd have expected of myself even last year. Things have changed around here, but not as much as you'd imagine-- for me, it's been a constant for the past almost-four years. Something I can always come back to. And in a very strange way, it's almost a way to gauge how I am now as opposed to how I was then.
I'm ... not going to wax TOTALLY goopy nostalgic here, but I really do value my time at Milliways. It's made me a better writer, it gave me friends when I didn't have any, and it's been a pretty cracktastic adventure all around. <3s, everybody.
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Yeah, the first several months were so intense. I remember being on my summer break from teaching, and I'd wake up early and go to bed late, and pretty much be online just about as much as I could in between. So so bad. And then when I had to go back to school, I'd call Aspen every day at lunch for an update on what happened while I was asleep. Oh man.