How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy (t3knomanser) wrote,
How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy

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"I put the fires out..."

I'm just really, really really really pissed off at the moment. Andy and Drew were giving me a bitch about Chuck, so I gave them the full explanation of why I was lugging the stick around, and they were even worse.

I've gotta do something about that, because I was getting really close and whopping them one with the staff. "Chuck's gonna sit in the hall Remy." "No, Chuck's gonna sit in the crease she makes in somebody's skull."


The Magic draft tourney we played was kinda fun, but I got my ass kicked. Got some cool cards out of the deal. Maybe someday I'll build my own deck.

Roleplay was brief tonight....

OHOHOHOH! I almost forgot! This was the high point of my day, and I almost forgot it.

I've been growing a golem, and at first I intended to have Alicia nurse it, because I'm not the kind of person who really finds it practical to feed magickal beings with blood or sexual fluids. Not to be squeemish or prudish, but it's not how I like to work. But instead, I was feeding the golem off of failures. Mostly origami failures. The folded papers that were just to deformed to continue. At some point I'll torch them for the golem, but not at the moment. Then I started to wonder about the side effects of feeding a creation, however mindless, off of failure.

Anywho, today I tried to acsess Fotamencus, a time altering servitor. Mostly because I was bored, but it worked pretty well. Faster, slower, etc. And I was like, "I don't want to use my own energy to feed you... wait, I can package my golem off into bits, and have each bit be eaten... which is when it struck me.

What if I made a failure siphon, that just collected failure from all around us- our every day mistakes, or grossest errors... and had a golem eat them, and all of the guilt and stuff associated with them? Well, at least eat the failures. Set it up so that if it needs more energy, it expands its drawing area (as opposed to creating more failure). Can you imagine how bloated a golem that would be? And then you could package the golem into bits, and shunt the bits off into a converter- like the process taht would allow Fotamencus to eat the golem, but instead, it would be converting it into raw belief! HA! A belief engine!

It's friggin brilliant.

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