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When are you gonna realize… it was just that the time was wrong?

July 3rd, 2009 by Steph
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I’ve been working on an idea, a project… if you will. Not (yet) another story, but an rpg. I have a problem, though. My muse apparently isn’t being very helpful with names. So I’m going to be willing to suck it up and ask for a little help.

Of course, you’ll need to know what I’m working on to help, so I’ll give you a basic rundown.

What I’m planning is an AU[i] Arthurian RPG with a bit of an extra fantastical twist. It’s set in the basic idea that most people have of early medieval  Britain, near the 5th century, actually. Christianity is there but so is the old magic… more of which keeps appearing, for whatever reason. Arthur is just King and hasn’t married Gwen (She married Lancelot, as I said… this is an AU), but rather Morgana/Morgan Le Faye… Yes, I do know she’s his half sister and some people are bothered by this… but.. *shrugs*. I know for a fact I’m not the only person who thinks they belong this way XD . With the emergence of new/forgotten types of fey and magical critters, a lot of the Christian folk want to get rid of them… and in response those who keep to the old ways are ready to get up in arms.

So a break from the Saxons they may have, for the time being but Arthur, Morgana and all the other lords and ladies and… well, everyone right down to the milkmaid and her mother have to work out what they’re going to do, and how to avoid civil war or a massacre of either side.


And I’m stuck for names. Bugger me sideways.

Any ideas? The best I came up with is “Albion” and “Camelot” and they kind of suck. Too generic… And of course, I can’t start setting up the game until I have a name. Sigh.

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One Inch, Squared.

June 22nd, 2009 by Steph

or 2.5 centimetres for us metric folks!

My New Obsession is....

I present to you my first lot of inchies! They’re a motley sort of crew, not a set really… just a bunch I happened to make around the same time. The ones with googly eyes are what I like to call “Itsy Inchie Monsters”. Scary they may not be, but I bet they could charm the socks off of you. :evil: the star and butterflies may be going to my penpal when I get to her letter… the tree was just for the hell of it.


Want some more close ups? Well, here goes!(sorry about the quality, been having issues). Read the rest of this entry »

But they can’t ever touch her, their disapearing Queen…

June 21st, 2009 by Steph
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I’ve been on what one might call a bit of an Arthurian kick lately. I’ve always had a thing for Arthurian Myth and it’s never, ever managed to disappear so… well it wasn’t the most surprising of “developments”. It was, I supposed, rekindled by my recent viewing of BBC’s Merlin. I haven’t seen the whole of the first season yet and it does tend to make me wince and occasionally yell at the tv screen because it’s oh so very different to the myths or the earlier stories I’m so familliar with. Even different to some of the more contemporary retelling’s I love.


On the other, less fussy hand? It make me smile, most of the time. It’s made me want to cry a little… but mostly because I’m attaching back stories and histories from the myths I’ve read.


Morgana gets me, in particular. Somehow it seems that as long as I’ve known the stories that Morgana (aka Morgan Le Faye, Morgaine) has been my favourite. She’s often portrayed badly, the witch, the sorceress, the bad egg or Arthur’s incestuous half sister.


That might be true… but I like the version of her that’s formed in my head over the years. She’s far from perfect, but she isn’t evil either… and she is deeply, madly in love with Arthur. Yet, never is there a time during which she and Arthur (who loves her back, in my hardly humble opinion) get to be together. Even though most people consider a union between them wrong, anyway. I suppose no one ever wanted to give them a chance.


And Morgana is never meant to be Queen.


It’s the nature of the myth, the tragedy that is Camelot… that for all it’s sunshine and love there is deceit and forbidden love and pain. Proof that even the best place on earth will never be perfect.


I wish, dearly, that the cost for this happiness didn’t leave one of my favourite characters high and dry.


I also wish that my version of her wasn’t sitting in my head with my muse and demanding that I write stories about her… because they keep coming up short of something I want to share… and that is what I want to do, eventually.


For now, though. I’m working on posting my poetry up… for all it’s imperfections it is mine, and I’m willing to show it, even if it’s only bones. Check it out, Projects > Poetry Corner