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Whew! Done with the bingo bits, now I just need to post that
Now my writing goals are:
- Work on my Dino Squad crackfic
- Work on TDoK longfic
- Work on the rest of my WIPs
I have a omegaverse AU dimension+time travel yugioh dm fic plunnie that wont leave me alone that im debating about writing but it would be a longfic and I have a bunch of shit to write anyway, so I guess its just daydream material for now lol. Maybe ill make a post about it but eh.
Ill probably work on the crackfic primarily and TDoK secondarily, as it requires more brainpower to thread the plot. Raptor Dating Sim requires very little factchecking to avoid contradicting myself with little details.
Im halfway to my wordgoal for this month also, so thats good.
Also now getting around to using my icons, which I should be doing more, I know.
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Heres another little snippet;
You been doing this for a couple weeks, and its a truly amazing job. You get to see Veloci almost every day!
He’s hard to read and you are probably just being hopeful, but you like to think that you're bonding with him.
Team Enrichment has met a few more times, but at this most recent meeting it was brought up that he probably should be getting exercise.
“I mean, he just sits up there in his office most of the time,” New Guy says, “He leaves for missions, but he should have more things to do.”
New Guy has gotten really passionate about Veloci. You approve.
“It can’t be healthy,” He continues, “Not for a predator that's supposed to chase things.”
“I mean, he’s also a human sometimes too,” Paleofacts cuts in, “We can’t forget that.”
New Guy responds, “That just means he should definitely be exercising more.”
“But we can’t just… Dictate his whole life! We can’t just treat this like we’re training a dog. Hes a person too,” Paleofacts returns.
StalkerBoss knocks back his coffee, “But can’t we, though? I do it to my interns all the time.”
“What, pavlove them like you would a dog,” Says Lablord.
Stalkerboss sniffs, “Its the scientific way! As a scientist, I thought you would understand-”
“Different kind of science,” cuts in Lablord with the tone of someone who has explained the berth of the term science too many times.
Stalkerboss puffs up, and The Secretary jumps to head the argument off at the bud.
“Returning to the ethics of manipulating our boss into good living habits, what things do we want to take off the table?”
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I updated the fic! [HERE]
The next part is about 1/3rd done maybe? Still getting it to a decent length.