Some memes!
The Q&A meme that's been going around:
- Leave a comment saying "Beam me up Scotty!"
- I'll respond by asking you five random questions.
- Update your journal with the answers to your questions.
- Include this explanation and offer to ask other people questions.
I was tagged by the ever-lovely hitlikehammers , who asked the following:
1. You are a superhero! How did this come to be? What is your superpower? What's your superheroic theme song?
I’m a superhero? Oh, that must have happened when I was on the computer during a thunderstorm and a power surge hit. Instead of deep-frying both the computer and me, I awoke, slightly singed, to discover I had the entire content of the Internet uploaded into my brain. My superpower, subsequently, is a vast knowledge of everything. Unfortunately, because it’s the internet, much of it involves horrid self-insert fanfiction, 4chan and porn, and I’ll be embarking on a quest for some firewalls soon in an effort to save my sanity and probably my soul to boot. My superheroic theme song is a techno remix of “Never Gonna Give You Up” and “Trololo”.
2. The apocalypse has arrived, and the human race has suffered utter decimation (whether we've been entirely exterminated or not is up to you). Somehow, you have the opportunity to reflect upon this state of affairs. How did it happen? When? Why? Did we deserve it?
Let’s see here. Well, humanity would maybe have pulled through if the perfect storm of catastrophic problems hadn’t all happened at the same time. It’s several hundred years in the future - maybe in 2200 or 2300, and some serious environmental shit has gone down. We’d nearly depleted our oil reserves, continued polluting everything, and still hadn’t come up with the kind of viable alternative energy source that would be needed to fix things. Somewhere down the line, a multinational environmentalist/terrorist group had enough and released a particularly lethal virus at key points across the globe. Lots of people died. We entered a “war on terror 2.0,” complicated by the pandemic sweeping the planet and the fact that said environmental group was so particularly well-organized and widespread.
Things seemed to be turning around until someone got ahold of some electromagnetic pulse weapons and systematically sent major cities around the world back to a technological stone age. That’s when everything officially went to hell in a handbasket. The cure for the virus was among the facilities targeted, and it was lost just before it was ready for distribution to the public. Overcome with sickness and crippled without technology, the end of life as everybody knew it came quickly.
Humanity’s not entirely gone just yet. There are survivors - people naturally resistant to the virus, or those in isolated regions who hadn’t come into contact with the virus or were out of the range of EMPs. A few surviving scientists are trying to piece together the cure from what they knew about the virus, but without much modern technology, it’s not looking good.
Yeah, we probably deserved it.
(I put way too much thought into this response, I think. I need to get back to writing.)
3. You are permitted to chose the one, physical place you will stay in this world for the rest of your life: where will you be and why?
Damn, that’s hard, because travel’s one of my favorite things. Can I say the Island? (I’d spend my time hanging out with Hurley and Ben, taking Vincent for walks, acquiring delicious tropical fruit and solving those damn unexplained mysteries myself!) If not… Hmm. Perhaps the desert, somewhere near Flagstaff or Sedona, Arizona. It’s seriously the most beautiful, intense place I’ve seen on earth so far. (This of course would mean that I could fulfill my deranged dream of buying an Airstream silver bullet trailer, putting a telescope and some pink plastic flamingos out in the yard, and giving lost travelers lemonade in exchange for some stories.)
4. You've just had a no-good, very-bad day, and need to cheer yourself up. Do you have a go-to regimen of mood-improvement that you tend to fall back on, and if so, what is it?
Yeah, actually! First off: the internet. It is a wonderful distraction, particularly when it provides good-quality h/c or fluffy fanfiction. Music works too. I have a cheer-up playlist specifically for bad days, and sometimes sitting down with the guitar or piano for an hour is all I need to feel good again. I eat spicy foods and drink lots of strong tea or icewater with a bunch of lime juice in it, which I’ve dubbed “the official drink of getting over oneself.” Ideally I’d go play with some dogs for a while, but there aren’t many dogs in my neighborhood at the moment. If all else fails I go hide in my room with the portable DVD player and watch U2’s Popmart concert DVD until the colors and noise scrambles my brain.
5. Thirty minutes with any one person, dead or alive -- who would it be?
Ray Bradbury. I’ve always wanted to meet him. I’m absolutely in love with his work, and we see the world in eerily similar ways. I’d go get some ice cream with him, and we’d talk about traveling and writing and the future. It would be beautiful.
Also, because I really need to get back into writing fic:
Pick a letter and a corresponding word, then name a character, a set of characters, or a pairing. In exchange, I'll write you at least one hundred (100) words of fic! If someone's already claimed a letter, then please pick another.
I make no promises that these will be any good or get finished in a timely manner, but it's worth a shot, yes?