It's a Sunday, and I don't usually post on Sundays (anymore), but I had some exciting news that I wanted to share with everybody without taking away one of the normal blog spots.
While I've been online a long time, my online presence in my "rl" persona is relatively new. I don't have a lot of stories to my name, and this year I've decided to change that; coming soon to an internet near you are the following works by Meghan D. Coates aka Maggie C. aka TheSpiderWriter aka the walking encyclopedia aka the one with too many nicknames please just stop already we're so confused:
Bloody, Bold, Irresolute:
What It Is: A podcast about superheroes, supervillains, government intervention, a lowkey dystopia, true AI, floating robots, a talking tiger, aliens, violence, and gray morality based off of a 951 page novel I wrote when I was twelve (no worries, it's being heavily rewritten).
Summary: In which the first superhero ever is crude, inaffable, irreverent, and incondite--in other words, a total asshole who probably shouldn't be trusted with a weapon of any sort.
Bedecked with robots, a talking tiger, shitty police networks, half-abandoned towns, and vigilantes and villains galore,
Bloody, Bold, Irresolute follows
the Green-Eyed Albino (known to herself and her Droids as Wintergreen)
as she kicks ass, takes names, and maybe sorta tries to save the world a
little bit.
When: The first and third sundays of every month, starting on Sunday, 2/21/16.
Where: Soundcloud.com/bloodyboldirresolute
Website: BloodyBoldIrresolute.weebly.com
Love Is What You Make It:
What It Is: A semi-episodic experimental/exploratory slice-of-life romance story about a world where one is born with their soul mate's name on their wrist, which changes colors when you meet for the first time.
Summary: Everyone is born with a name on their wrist. One name. Everyone gets one, that is all.
Jack is born with three.
Growing up in a world that's been shaped by the concept of one person, one soul mate is difficult when whatever forces govern the creation of such bonds have decided that you're destined to be polyamorous--or maybe that your soulmates are destined to die, one-by-one, along the way? Jack doesn't know. Jack is terrified that he doesn't know. Jack tries not to think about the things he doesn't know.
But what he does know is that when he meets Thomas Gray, a damaged jerk with too many pairs of glasses, in his class mid-junior-year, everything is easy, everything is hard, and nothing will ever be the same again.
It's hard, trying to figure what destiny is with only six words to guide you, especially in a world where lifting your sleeve too high might get you killed in the wrong neighborhood--but it's four more than most people get, and Jack is eager to find out what that means.
When: Tuesdays and Thursdays (hopefully in the mornings, but it may vary because school) starting 2/16/16.
Where: Wattpad.com/ispiderwriter
The Rajaqweet
What It Is: A collection of three webcomics concerning a race of immortal universe-hopping aliens with the single-minded goal of conquering and ruling over everything, everyone, everywhere.
Summary:
Hail To The Noose: Dhalast is very young, very driven, very single-minded, very accomplished; at the juvenile age of five hundred years, she earns her first face-to-face meeting with His Badass Glorification, the primordial behemoth, ever-growing, never-evolving, that has ruled over The Rajaqweet almost since the birth of the universe.
After being promoted to a stationary rank on a small green planet called Ceril, it becomes her duty to keep the local population under the keen blade of the law, with the help of a few locals that have been delegated to act as her legal cabinet. With Dhalast's impressive wit and keen senses (and Zharresk's understanding of local custom) it should be simple enough, but when the descendant of the most infamous rebel in Rajaqweet history makes herself known, Dhalast may finally meet her match.
Hiding Heinrik: In a cozy seven-room apartment in the city there lives a group of five very close, very weird, very queer friends. There's Mav, the everyman, studying for med school, and Mave, his twin sister, who's studying fashion and likes to throw knives, their friend Fera, an eight-star chef (in a rating system by her own design) who loves just about every sport, the group's default mom/dad Desna, an artist as dedicated to her friends as she is to her pacifistic moral code, and of course, X, a dabbler in all things who can't be boxed in by traditional ... anything, really.
So when X, Desna, and the girls save an alien refugee from a crashed space ship and make Mav patch it back together, they're not exactly surprised that it fits right into their life. And they've seen a lot of movies, so those FBI agents knocking on the door, the alien they see out of the corner of their eyes every now and again that then vanishes like smoke in the wind--they're basically to be expected. But seeing as half of them are at least pseudo-pacifists, Fera and X are the only ones who have been in a real fight before, and Mav and Mave's mother is part of the very same government they're trying to slip under the radar of, things might get tricky....
Shithouse Maggots: Sklor is young but not extremely young; she's talented, but not extremely talented; she's loyal, but she doesn't treat her lord's word like holy doctrine. Maybe that's why He throws this extra assignment at her the day she's supposed to start her vacation. Or maybe her Enabler is every bit the fucknugget she always dreamed he would be.
Whatever the reason for her most recent assignment is, she's gotta do it--Planet Earth, fleshy meat creatures, hyper-militaristic. Get in, rise to power, get out, should only take about a week.
Should. It should only take about a week. When you add in a human form, a total lack of any kind of job experience or references, two be-legged larvae she's meant to help raise, and an only half-downloaded Culture Chip, the timeline might increase a little--or a lot.
Well, as long as she doesn't stick around long enough to get (*shudder*) attached to anything, she should be fine. She'll just make sure her next vacation is twice as long as this one was supposed to be.
When:
HttN: Mondays
HH: Wednesdays
SM: Fridays
Starting Monday, 3/7/16
Where: TBA
