Writing Report
Nov. 14th, 2024 10:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
looncallsso many due dates and so much coding to learn! i didn't really get much writing done lol
> learned a lot of html/CSS... posted a second fake!reddit chapter and started working on twitch streamer au with a chat.
> started two new wips i think... snaf's disappearing dick and leckie's good-luck-babe.mp3 moment with hoosier.
that's it! a bit of the twitch streamer au below the cut:
Eugene sits in his gaming chair and gives chat his best dry look. “C’mon guys. Who should I see is on? Really.” His eyes flick up and down, reading the incoming stream of bullshit. He sighs. “Snafu. Snafu. Okay, I get it. You guys really like my worst teammate.” He swivels to stare off at the wall. “Is he a teammate?” He swivels back; he never leaves chat for long. He clicks to see who is online and chat can see as well, so he can’t exactly lie. “Alright, Snafu it is. I’m going to be demonetized again, but he is on.”
Chat can’t see what he types to Snafu, but whatever it is makes him smirk. “Yeah, I find his cussing creative, too. Enough of that. He wants to know what we’re going to play.” Silence as he reads. “Classic. Sure. Let me ask.”
Sledgehammer ignores chat for a bit to message Snafu and takes a little longer than he should. When he checks, chat is spamming, “Lip bite? Lip Bite?? Lip Bite?”
Sledgehammer laughs it off, “Did I?” and gets the game open. “Snaf, I’m letting them hear you. Behave for as long as you can.”
Snafu’s voice appears mid-sentence but chat gets it. “-ng for you, Sledgehammer. Don’t fucking clown me, damn circus in attendance. Show off your talents if you all so good! My, Sledgehammer, don’t mind them.”
“It’s okay,” Sledgehammer smiles, “It’s all good.”
“Yeah alright.”
“LIP BITE LIP BITE LIP BITE,” chat spams.
“Shut up,” Sledgehammer tells them, amused. Snafu laughs softly on the mic and Eugene wonders what he’d thought just then. Snafu, unwilling or unable, never had Sledgehammer’s chat open, opting to react in ill-faith to Sledgehammer’s replies to his audience as if they were directed at him instead. “We’re playing ‘Cuphead’. Hey, welcome Lucky. I’m gonna need a mod.”
> learned a lot of html/CSS... posted a second fake!reddit chapter and started working on twitch streamer au with a chat.
> started two new wips i think... snaf's disappearing dick and leckie's good-luck-babe.mp3 moment with hoosier.
that's it! a bit of the twitch streamer au below the cut:
Eugene sits in his gaming chair and gives chat his best dry look. “C’mon guys. Who should I see is on? Really.” His eyes flick up and down, reading the incoming stream of bullshit. He sighs. “Snafu. Snafu. Okay, I get it. You guys really like my worst teammate.” He swivels to stare off at the wall. “Is he a teammate?” He swivels back; he never leaves chat for long. He clicks to see who is online and chat can see as well, so he can’t exactly lie. “Alright, Snafu it is. I’m going to be demonetized again, but he is on.”
Chat can’t see what he types to Snafu, but whatever it is makes him smirk. “Yeah, I find his cussing creative, too. Enough of that. He wants to know what we’re going to play.” Silence as he reads. “Classic. Sure. Let me ask.”
Sledgehammer ignores chat for a bit to message Snafu and takes a little longer than he should. When he checks, chat is spamming, “Lip bite? Lip Bite?? Lip Bite?”
Sledgehammer laughs it off, “Did I?” and gets the game open. “Snaf, I’m letting them hear you. Behave for as long as you can.”
Snafu’s voice appears mid-sentence but chat gets it. “-ng for you, Sledgehammer. Don’t fucking clown me, damn circus in attendance. Show off your talents if you all so good! My, Sledgehammer, don’t mind them.”
“It’s okay,” Sledgehammer smiles, “It’s all good.”
“Yeah alright.”
“LIP BITE LIP BITE LIP BITE,” chat spams.
“Shut up,” Sledgehammer tells them, amused. Snafu laughs softly on the mic and Eugene wonders what he’d thought just then. Snafu, unwilling or unable, never had Sledgehammer’s chat open, opting to react in ill-faith to Sledgehammer’s replies to his audience as if they were directed at him instead. “We’re playing ‘Cuphead’. Hey, welcome Lucky. I’m gonna need a mod.”
