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yuletidemods ([personal profile] yuletidemods) wrote in [community profile] yuletide_admin2025-12-14 11:09 am
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Posting; Pinch Hit; Betas

The DEADLINE is getting closer and closer!


At this time - 9pm UTC on 17 December - your Yuletide assignment must be posted (published, not a draft!) to the Yuletide collection as a complete work.


Before then, we need your help, Yuletide! We have an outstanding pinch hit (#121) for the fandoms:
SMPLive
Roughhouse SMP
Mirai SMP - XYouly
Highcraft (Web Series)

See details here. Please email us at yuletideadmin@gmail.com if you can help, and spread the word if you have friends who might be interested. This pinch hit is due at 9pm UTC on 19 December.

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Riona ([personal profile] rionaleonhart) wrote2025-12-13 07:20 pm

Fanfiction: Invisible Touch (Death Trick: Double Blind, Detective/Magician)

In twenty-five years of writing fanfiction, I think this might actually be the most obscure fandom I've ever written for. I hope there's someone in the world who's interested in reading this!

Be aware that this fic contains major spoilers for Death Trick: Double Blind, which is a mystery game and is best played unspoiled.


Title: Invisible Touch
Fandom: Death Trick: Double Blind
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Detective/Magician
Wordcount: 1,100
Summary: The Detective and the Magician get to know each other a little better.


Invisible Touch )
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skygiants ([personal profile] skygiants) wrote2025-12-13 10:41 am

(no subject)

Sometimes I think that if I ever gain full comprehension of the various upheavals and rapid-fire political rotations that followed in the hundred years after the French Revolution, my mind will at that point be big and powerful enough to understand any other bit of history that anyone can throw at me. Prior to reading Paris in Ruins: Love, War, and the Birth of Impressionism, I knew that in the 1870s there had briefly been a Paris Commune, and also a siege, and hot air balloons and Victor Hugo were involved in these events somehow but I had not actually understood that these were actually Two Separate Events and that properly speaking there were two Sieges of Paris, because everyone in Paris was so angry about the disaster that was the first Siege (besiegers: Prussia) that they immediately seceded from the government, declared a commune, and got besieged again (besiegers: the rest of France, or more specifically the patched-together French government that had just signed a peace treaty with Prussia but had not yet fully decided whether to be a monarchy again, a constitutional monarchy again, or a Republic again.)

As a book, Paris in Ruins has a bit of a tricky task. Its argument is that the miserable events in Paris of 1870-71 -- double siege, brutal political violence, leftists and political reformers who'd hoped for the end of the Glittering and Civilized but Ultimately Authoritarian Napoleon III Empire getting their wish in the most monkey's paw fashion imaginable -- had a lasting psychological impact on the artists who would end up forming the Impressionist movement that expressed itself through their art. Certainly true! Hard to imagine it wouldn't! But in order to tell this story it has to spend half the book just explaining the Siege and the Commune, and the problem is that although the Siege and the Commune certainly impacted the artists, the artists didn't really have much impact on the Siege and the Commune ... so reading the 25-50% section of the book is like, 'okay! so, you have to remember, the vast majority of the people in Paris right now were working class and starving and experiencing miserable conditions, which really sets the stage for what comes next! and what about Berthe Morisot and Edouard Manet, our protagonists? well, they were not working class. but they were in Paris, and not having a good time, and depressed!' and then the 50-75% section is like 'well, now the working class in Paris were furious, and here's all the things that happened about that! and what about Berthe Morisot and Edouard Manet, our protagonists? well, they were not in Paris any more at this point. But they were still not having a good time and still depressed!'

Sieges and plagues are the parts of history that scare me the most and so of course I am always finding myself compelled to read about them; also, I really appreciate history that engages with the relationship between art and the surrounding political and cultural phenomena that shapes and is shaped by it. So I appreciated this book very much even though I don't think it quite succeeds at this task, in large part because there is just so much to say in explaining The Siege and The Commune that it struggles sometimes to keep it focused through its chosen lens. But I did learn a lot, if sometimes somewhat separately, about both the Impressionists and the sociopolitical environment of France in the back half of the 19th century, and I am glad to have done so. I feel like I have a moderate understanding of dramatic French upheavals of the 1860s-80s now, to add to my moderate understanding of French upheavals in the 1780s-90s (the Revolution era) and my moderate understanding of French upheavals in the 1830s-40s (the Les Mis era) which only leaves me about six or seven more decades in between to try and comprehend.
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candyheartsex ([personal profile] candyheartsex) wrote2025-12-13 10:02 am

Nominations Opening Soon!

The pinned post at the top of the journal now shows the schedule for 2025/2026!

The nomination window will be a little longer this year because approvals will be slower on some days, so nominations will open December 17, 12:01 AM EST.
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proustbot ([personal profile] proustbot) wrote2025-12-13 06:17 am

a master flutist making that philharmonic cheddar

Terry Pratchett, Jingo (1997) -- War keeps threatening to break out between Ankh-Morpork and Klatch, to the bedraggled annoyance of Sir Samuel Vimes, Commander of the City Watch.

I've been trying to read/reread all the Discworld books in order, but at some point I got mixed up and had to jog backwards for Hogfather and Jingo. Hogfather was great, but Jingo is the pits: plot incomprehensible, hacky jokes, and the kind of "ironic" racism that presumably read as progressive in the mid-90s and has, in the years since, aged like milk. It sucked! I guess its one redeeming value is that it makes me feel somewhat more tolerant in retrospect toward The Fifth Elephant, which I also hated. I didn't love The Fifth Elephant's handling of Angua, but at least she and Carrot get to be rounded and vulnerable characters in that one, unlike whatever the fuck is going on with them in Jingo. (Also, I suspect the climactic assassination at the end of The Fifth Elephant is meant to rhyme with Vimes's near-assassination attempt in Jingo, but Pratchett does not successfully pull it off in either novel.)

In conclusion, 1997-1999 saw the publication of Jingo, The Last Continent, Carpe Jugulum, and The Fifth Elephant. It was a rough couple of years for the Discworld series.

T. Kingfisher, What Moves The Dead (2022) -- A houseguest tries to figure out what's going on at the very strange House of Usher.

This novella-length retelling of Poe's "The Fall of the House of Usher" feels unnecessary. Poe's weird siblings, Madeline and Roderick Usher, get reconfigured, with a much larger role for Madeline, and the plot is remixed with a Lovecraftian horror lurking in the background, but What Moves The Dead does not use its source material in an interesting or illuminating way. I'm not a huge Poe fan (the first half of the 19th century was a particularly dire time in American letters), but this novella is a markedly unambitious take on Poe.

Jacqueline Winspear, Maisie Dobbs (2003) -- In the aftermath of World War I, a former nurse sets up shop as a consulting detective in London.

This was an odd one. It has such a determined air of moral improvement and such an emphasis on constant virtue that I had to double-check that it was not published by a Christian press. It has the vibe of one of those very "clean" romance novels passed around by a grandmother's church group -- not because Maisie Dobbs is religious, and not because it features a typical romance-novel plot, but because its moral world is black-and-white and its characters are stiffly didactic. It's...a weird mode for a detective novel, a genre which is usually not chockablock with earnest homilies. The novel travels down an extremely mild and sedate track for most of the plot, only to spring a truly bonkers finale that seems straight out of a different and way more lurid novel. What a choice! What a weird book!
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kiestan ([personal profile] kiestan) wrote2025-12-13 08:24 pm

Physical: Asia aka muscled people are muscle-ing

i’m watching physical: asia which is a reality show about fit people from different apac countries coming together to take part in intensely physical challenges

i’m 17 minutes into episode one and they’ve only introduced korea, japan and thailand so far and these countries’ athletes are literally standing around talking and not doing any challenges yet… and and and holy fuck.

i feel the pressure to hit the gym help they all have insane arms *looks at my arms* is it time to sign up for crossfit?

also this exchange took me out:

the korean athletes talking among themselves about thailand: i think they’re scared. they’re intimated. we’ll take them, easy.

one of thailand’s athletes, eyeing korea: they’re actors. i believe they were fitness influencers before they were athletes. *his teammates nod* japan’s the bigger threat.

nevermind the mongolian team just arrived and now everybody’s scared absjwbswjzbsjxbs

so i started watching this because my workmates were talking about it, and sometimes i forget they see me as a straight girl (and i forgot how cishetero some of them are) until a lady colleague pointed at me and a different lady colleague and went, “all you girls, go watch physical: asia and tell me which man you like” and at first i was like “huh?” then i had a moment of realization about the world she lives in and the world i live in LMAO

the australian team just came on and they’re running around cartwheeling and high fiving the other countries’ teams. the east and southeast asian teams look so confused by their friendliness i can’t 😭

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mrissa ([personal profile] mrissa) wrote2025-12-13 05:33 am

Exactly what we needed

 

We've all heard it a million times: baking is precise and cooking is loose. Cooking is jazz, baking is classical. Cooking has room to improvise, but with baking you have to follow the recipe to the letter.

This is, of course, nonsense. For one thing, you can't control every variable every time. If baking required everything to be utterly precise, it would never work, because air temperature, pressure, and humidity all vary; you have to be able to work around those major variables. If it was true, you'd never see experienced bread bakers frown and throw another handful (or three) into the recipe. And most importantly, if this was true......how would we ever get new baked goods?

I think this is a mistake we make too often when we're thinking about bringing light into dark times for each other. We think of it has having to be precise and perfect for it to work. If we're not winning every struggle, we must be doing something wrong and should just quit. If we can't come up with the perfect phrasing to offer comfort to worried or grieving friends and neighbors, why even try? Maybe tomorrow we'll be warm and witty and precisely right. Or someone else can do it. Surely someone else has the right answer, and we can just use that.

So yeah, the lussekatter--you know what day it is--rose despite the plummeting temperature (and with it the plummeting humidity, oh physics why do you do us like this). They rose and rose and rose. Friends, they are mammoths. They are lusselejon this year. I forgot the egg glaze--I told you last year that I shouldn't mention that remembering it was unusual, and ope, it was an omen, I did not put egg wash on. They are still great. They are still amazing. What they are not--what they don't have to be--is perfect.

Last week one of my friends wrote to me to say that she'd made calzones but they'd turned out denser than usual. And you know what I thought? I thought, "Ooh, her family got calzones, I should make calzones one of these days!" And not in the "I'd do it better than that loser" way, either. Just: yay homemade calzones, what a treat. I watched her doing it. I remembered that I can do it too. Dense or not. Egg washed or not. Perfect or--let's be real, perfect isn't available, what we have is imperfect, and it turns out that's what we need. Lighting one imperfect candle from another, all down the chain of us, until the light returns.

2024: https://marissalingen.com/blog/?p=4078

2023: https://marissalingen.com/blog/?p=3875

2022: https://marissalingen.com/blog/?p=3654

2021: https://marissalingen.com/blog/?p=3366

2020: https://marissalingen.com/blog/?p=2953

2019: https://marissalingen.com/blog/?p=2654

2018: https://marissalingen.com/blog/?p=2376

2017: https://marissalingen.com/blog/?p=1995

2016: https://marissalingen.com/blog/?p=1566

2015: https://marissalingen.com/blog/?p=1141

2014: https://marissalingen.com/blog/?p=659

2013: https://marissalingen.com/blog/?p=260

2012: https://mrissa.dreamwidth.org/840172.html

2011: https://mrissa.dreamwidth.org/796053.html

2010: https://mrissa.dreamwidth.org/749157.html

2009: https://mrissa.dreamwidth.org/686911.html

2008: https://mrissa.dreamwidth.org/594595.html

2007: https://mrissa.dreamwidth.org/2007/12/12/ and https://mrissa.dreamwidth.org/502729.html

2006: https://mrissa.dreamwidth.org/380798.html — the post that started it all! Lots more about the process and my own personal lussekatt philosophy here!...oh hey, this is the twentieth year I've posted about this. Huh. Huh. Well, isn't that a thing.

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mindstalk ([personal profile] mindstalk) wrote2025-12-13 07:08 pm

Conbini groceries and Chigasaki beach

So I've privately called my downstairs store the world's shittiest Lawson's, but I owe it an apology. Today I checked out several other conbini, and mine is unique in being able to pass for a grocery store.

Read more... )

On to today's explorations in Chigasaki: Read more... )

Yes, I just discovered I can embed Flickr images and Google Maps.

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mindstalk ([personal profile] mindstalk) wrote2025-12-13 12:21 pm

Fujisawa groceries

"How can you feed yourself with a car?", some Americans and Canadians ask.

As mentioned before, a Lawson's conbini (convenience store) is directly downstairs, though that's admittedly unusual. Despite being rather small, it has milk, oranges and presumably other fruit, ham, raw pork, pasta, olive oil, udon, eggs, and frozen vegetables. This is just from popping in and out of it, without mentally cataloguing everything it does carry (thus the 'presumably'.) You could probably cook a balanced diet just from it alone, if you wanted.

[Edit: okay, so I checked several other conbini today, and mine is unique in passing for a small grocery store.]

Read more... )

And you know? Most of all this area is detached single-family houses. Two-story, minimal yard, not that far from each other, but houses not sharing walls. Sample, sample, sample, sample, sample, even some two-story apartments/houses in the commercial zone

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skygiants ([personal profile] skygiants) wrote2025-12-12 05:05 pm

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The Ukrainian fantasy novel Vita Nostra has been on my to-read list for a while ever since [personal profile] shati described it as 'kind of like the Wayside School books' in a conversation about dark academia, a description which I trusted implicitly because [personal profile] shati always describes things in helpful and universally accepted terms.

Anyway, so Vita Nostra is more or less a horror novel .... or at least it's about the thing which is scariest to me, existential transformation of the self without consent and without control.

At the start of the book, teenage Sasha is on a nice beach vacation with her mom when she finds herself being followed everywhere by a strange, ominous man. He has a dictate for her: every morning, she has to skinny-dip at 4 AM and swim out to a certain point in the ocean, then back, Or Else. Or Else? Well, the first time she oversleeps, her mom's vacation boyfriend has a mild heart attack and ends up in the ER. The next time ... well, who knows, the next time, so Sasha keeps on swimming. And then the vacation ends! And the horrible and inexplicable interval is, thankfully, over!

Except of course it isn't over; the ominous man returns, with more instructions, which eventually derail Sasha off of her planned normal pathway of high school --> university --> career. Instead, despite the confused protests of her mother, she glumly follows the instructions of her evil angel and treks off to the remote town of Torpa to attend the Institute of Special Technologies.

Nobody is at the Institute of Special Technologies by choice. Nobody is there to have a good time. Everyone has been coerced there by an ominous advisor; as entrance precondition, everyone has been given a set of miserable tasks to perform, Or Else. Also, it's hard not to notice that all the older students look strange and haunted and shamble disconcertingly through the dorms in a way that seems like a sort of existential dispute with the concept of space, though if you ask them about it they're just like 'lol you'll understand eventually,' which is not reassuring. And then there are the actual assignments -- the assignments that seem designed to train you to think in a way the human brain was not designed to think -- and which Sasha is actually really good at! the best in her class! fortunately or unfortunately .... but fortunately in at least this respect: everyone wants to pass, because if you fail at the midterm, if you fail at the finals, there's always the Or Else waiting.

AND ALSO all the roommates are assigned and it's hell.

Weird, fascinating book! I found it very tense and propulsive despite the fact that for chapters at a time all that happens is Sasha doing horrible homework exercises and turning her brain inside out. I feel like a lot of magic school books are, essentially, power fantasies. What if you learned magic? What if you were so good at it? Sasha is learning some kind of magic, and Sasha is so good at it, but the overwhelming emotion of this book is powerlessness, lack of agency, arbitrary tasks and incomprehensible experiences papered over with a parody of Normal College Life. On the one hand Sasha is desperate to hold onto her humanity and to remain a person that her mother will recognize when she comes home; on the other hand, the veneer of Normal College Life layered on top of the Institute's existential weirdness seems more and more pointless and frustrating the further on it goes and the stranger Sasha herself becomes. I think the moment it really clicked for me is midway through Sasha's second year, when spoilers )
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Liam_on_Linux ([personal profile] liam_on_linux) wrote2025-12-12 10:37 pm

What's the point of lightweight code with modern computers?

I think there are many.

Some examples:

* The fastest code is the code you don't run.

Smaller = faster, and we all want faster. Moore's law is over, Dennard scaling isn't affordable any more, smaller feature sizes are getting absurdly difficult and therefore expensive to fab. So if we want our computers to keep getting faster as we've got used to over the last 40-50 years then the only way to keep delivering that will be to start ruthlessly optimising, shrinking, finding more efficient ways to implement what we've got used to.

Smaller systems are better for performance.

* The smaller the code, the less there is to go wrong.

Smaller doesn't just mean faster, it should mean simpler and cleaner too. Less to go wrong. Easier to debug. Wrappers and VMs and bytecodes and runtimes are bad: they make life easier but they are less efficient and make issues harder to troubleshoot. Part of the Unix philosophy is to embed the KISS principle.

So that's performance and troubleshooting. We aren't done.

* The less you run, the smaller the attack surface.

Smaller code and less code means fewer APIs, fewer interfaces, less points of failure. Look at djb's decades-long policy of offering rewards to people who find holes in qmail or djbdns. Look at OpenBSD. We all need better more secure code. Smaller simpler systems built from fewer layers means more security, less attack surface, less to audit.

Higher performance, and easier troubleshooting, and better security. There's 3 reasons.

Practical examples...

The Atom editor spawned an entire class of app: Electron apps, Javascript on Node, bundled with Chromium. Slack, Discord, VSCode: there are multiple apps used by tens to hundreds of millions of people now. Look at how vast they are. Balena Etcher is a, what, nearly 100 MB download to write an image to USB? Native apps like Rufus do it in a few megabytes. Smaller ones like USBimager do it in hundreds of kilobytes. A dd command in under 100 bytes.

Now some of the people behind Atom wrote Zed.

It's 10% of the size and 10x the speed, in part because it's a native Rust app.

The COSMIC desktop looks like GNOME, works like GNOME Shell, but it's smaller and faster and more customisable because it's native Rust code.

GNOME Shell is Javascript running on an embedded copy of Mozilla's Javascript runtime.

Just like dotcoms wanted to dis-intermediate business, remove middlemen and distributors for faster sales, we could use disintermediation in our software. Fewer runtimes, better smarter compiled languages so we can trap more errors and have faster and safer compiled native code.

Smaller, simpler, cleaner, fewer layers, less abstractions: these are all goods things which are desirable.

Dennis Ritchie and Ken Thompson knew this. That's why Research Unix evolved into Plan 9, which puts way more stuff through the filesystem to remove whole types of API. Everything's in a container all the time, the filesystem abstracts the network and the GUI and more. Under 10% of the syscalls of Linux, the kernel is 5MB of source, and yet it has much of Kubernetes in there.

Then they went further, replaced C too, made a simpler safer language, embedded its runtime right into the kernel, and made binaries CPU-independent, and turned the entire network-aware OS into a runtime to compete with the JVM, so it could run as a browser plugin as well as a bare-metal OS. Now we have ubiquitous virtualisation so lean into it: separate domains. If your user-facing OS only runs in a VM then it doesn't need a filesystem or hardware drivers, because it won't see hardware, only virtualised facilities, so rip all that stuff out. Your container host doesn't need to have a console or manage disks.

This is what we should be doing. This is what we need to do. Hack away at the code complexity. Don't add functionality, remove it. Simplify it. Enforce standards by putting them in the kernel and removing dozens of overlapping implementations. Make codebases that are smaller and readable by humans.

Leave the vast bloated stuff to commercial companies and proprietary software where nobody gets to read it except LLM bots anyway.

 

[Adapted from an HN comment.)
 
 
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lightreads ([personal profile] lightreads) wrote2025-12-12 04:31 pm

There Is No Antimemetics Division by Qntm

There Is No Antimemetics Division

4/5. A short novel about what it would be like to be an organization fighting anti-memes (powerful eldritch somethings that can effectively erase information from the universe, including from human memory). How do you fight a war for humanity when you keep forgetting a war is happening at all?

A very interesting mechanism of a book. I enjoyed watching its strangely-shaped gears catch one to the next, partly because this is the sort of story that my brain would not have come up with given several centuries of work. Not just the story itself, but the entire odd structure that makes it go. I do think I fundamentally disagree with one of this books premises about how human beings work, but sure, okay, I’m willing to go with the idea that the people who work at this particular organization are odd ducks who will, for example, have an entire decade of life scooped out of their head by a cosmic horror and who will just kinda shrug and go about calmly reconstructing their life from the evidence left behind.

I will say as a point of flavor more than a warning: this book has that particular approach to character where people are extremely unembodied. Indeed, you could be forgiven for picturing the entire cast as brains in a jar that go about acting on the world and on each other without much affect at all. People do have internal lives, but we glimpse them at odd angles and through narrow pinholes, like when we only get to know about a marriage when one of the spouses has forgotten the other and reads the surveillance reports on them. It’s all definitely a vibe, and not my style, but here it works.

Content notes: Cosmic horror, other kinds of creeping horror of knowing you’ve forgotten something terrifying, violence.
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krad ([personal profile] kradeelav) wrote2025-12-12 12:52 pm
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(crossposted from tumblr, tags included.)

on the Fire Emblem series' general trend towards marrying as a gameplay gimmick, at least beyond the "yeay"/"nay" polarization.

Read more... )
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mindstalk ([personal profile] mindstalk) wrote2025-12-12 11:30 pm

Fujisawa Dec 10-12

Let's post something so I don't fall totally behind... last 3 days were mostly spent exploring the area on foot. 10th, I wandered down Rte 467, and over into Shinbayashi Park, which is properly large, and also has lot of steps in one place. Many more steps than I realized. And I didn't even get a good view at the top, just some TV/cell towers surrounded by shrubbery. And then I got to see if I could go down deep steps without injuring myself. Yes, but it felt fraught... apparent safety rope was often too far from the steps to hold! Read more... )

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Riona ([personal profile] rionaleonhart) wrote2025-12-12 11:42 am

Are You Allergic To Mallets?

I am still thinking near-constantly about James Sunderland and, going by my experience with the original Silent Hill 2, will be doing so for the next twenty years, but I can spare some time to talk about a little indie game nobody's heard of.

A few weeks ago, [personal profile] proustbot made a post about Death Trick: Double Blind, a murder mystery game taking inspiration from Ace Attorney and Ghost Trick. I like Ace Attorney a lot, and I absolutely adore Ghost Trick, so I was tempted into checking it out.

I stressed myself out more than necessary while playing Death Trick, I think! The game has a time mechanic; you have a certain number of time slots in an hour, and actions like questioning a suspect will take up a slot. Sometimes, these actions will lead to new evidence items that you can use for further questioning.

When I ran into a long sequence where I wasn't getting any new evidence, I started to freak out; was I asking all the wrong questions? Was I going to run out of time and fail to solve the case?

I think the issue here is that I'm used to games automatically moving the plot along once you have all the information you need. Because things weren't moving on, I assumed I was missing something. In fact, I'd already gathered all the necessary information; the reason I wasn't getting new evidence was that I already had everything. But that's not what moves the story along; the story only moves along once a certain amount of in-game time has passed. I should have just relaxed and enjoyed having non-plot-essential conversations with the characters to pass the time.

Anyway! Because my misunderstanding of the mechanics led to me constantly feeling I was playing the game wrong, I started to get a little frustrated with it, although I was enjoying the writing. But then it won me back over with an excellent little mystery-story moment: I noticed a small detail and went 'wait, that's weird??' and started trying to make sense of it, and, in pulling that one thread in my mind, I suddenly found myself unravelling a huge knot of mysteries, some of which I hadn't realised were mysteries until that moment. It was extremely satisfying!

Spoilery details on my sudden revelation below the cut:


Spoilers for Death Trick: Double Blind. )


There is no Death Trick: Double Blind fanfiction on AO3, and I doubt there's a market for any, but a part of me still feels I should write fanfiction where the Detective and the Magician make out.
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ryulynn ([personal profile] ryulynn) wrote2025-12-11 08:41 am
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kiestan ([personal profile] kiestan) wrote2025-12-11 04:31 pm
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Survey your level of job burnout today! (not a scam)

I've joked throughout the past few years that "argghhh i'm burned out at work" but only recently did I realise it wasn't a joke, haha! So I read about it and I found this interesting way of defining job burnout that helped me clarify my experiences better.

Dr Christina Maslach gave a talk about Maslach Burnout Inventory (MBI), a survey developed by her team that you can fill in.

Here's a free copy on Scribd, though officially the paid version on Mind Garden's costs ~50 USD.

How to do the burnout survey, profile yourself, and the 6 organisational factors causing job burnout according to Dr Maslach )

That's my infodump of the day 😼

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proustbot ([personal profile] proustbot) wrote2025-12-10 10:05 pm
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like a female character in a movie experiencing interiority

To pick my next video game, I ran the random-number generator and got...Mass Effect. Okie dokie!

(I probably could have scrounged up the Legendary Edition in the shared Steam Family library, but I felt like playing the version in my personal collection, which I imagine I picked up for pennies in some ancient sale. This is, from what I can tell, the vanilla PC edition from 2007.)

Mass Effect (2007, PC) -- I originally played Mass Effect in the Xbox 360 in 2011, and my journal entry for completing the game ran: I rocked out the Paragon path for my Pretty Lady Space Marine, naturally. Sacrificed Kaidan, because he was whiny and because I was a little unnerved by all his flirting with Pretty Lady Space Marine. I ended up not pursuing a romantic option -- I wanted Pretty Lady Space Marine to stay single-minded and steely of purpose and somewhat asexual. Tali and Wrex were my eternal wingmen.

I remember Mass Effect as being a dumb and cheerful space opera -- and upon replaying it now, holy moly, it is very dumb. The game wastes no time in making your player-character the most capable and bad-ass soldier who has ever lived. Even before you start performing heroic feats in the game, everyone is always verbally affirming how very cool and awesome you are. Then they immediately explain the entire history of their species and/or offer to join your space-crew. The characters are not subtle and the plot is not graceful. I'm sympathetic to the 2007-ness of the whole production -- but, on the other hand, I replayed Dragon Age: Origins two years ago and had the time of my life, so it's not like I'm allergic to cringe 2000s-era Bioware dialogue. I think Mass Effect might just be badly written.

This is especially apparent if, like me, you're playing as Default Male Shepard (complete with wooden voice-acting) and somewhat lazily committing to a Renegade run just to see how it goes. I am unpleasantly surprised by how few consequences I'm suffering as a result of being rude and obnoxious to everyone I meet.

NPC: "I'm not going to give you the thing you want."

RENEGADE SHEPARD: "Listen, you sniveling nerd, I'm going to shove you out of the airlock and then kick your frozen corpse until it shatters into a million pieces."

NPC: "Ah, well, I don't appreciate your tone, but I see your point. I will give you thing you want."

ME: "Oh, they spent no time writing different dialogue trees, did they?"

Anyway, five hours in! Just left the Citadel and zoomed off to find Liara.
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