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Occurs to me I ought to post this here as well- I'm working on making foam weapons (for larps, and for sale) both in my own designs, and based off of awesome stuff like A:tLA.

I'm still working on beveling a straight edge, and saving up enough for the sealant to go over the paint-jobs.  Both seem wildly out of my reach at the moment.

( Pics! Jet's Shang Gou and Zuko's Dao! )

Watching now.  Squeeing hard.  Thinking Korra's life looks a little lonely so far, even if she's got the brash attitude to carry it off.

( Edit- Bwahaha... )

The AU:  Sun Child, in which Princess Zura was pregnant when she was banished from the Fire Nation.  Now she roams the world with a child in tow, seeking the Avatar as the key to redemption- for her, and her daughter...

The Prompt/Summary:  How did we get from saying I love you...?

The Fic-

( It was always going to end this way... )

The AU:  Sun Child, in which Princess Zura was pregnant when she was banished from the Fire Nation.  Now she roams the world with a child in tow, seeking the Avatar as the key to redemption- for her, and her daughter...

The Prompt/Summary:  You know what happens when people get on like a house on fire?  Flames, people screaming...

The Fic-

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The AU:  Sun Child, in which Princess Zura was pregnant when she was banished from the Fire Nation.  Now she roams the world with a child in tow, seeking the Avatar as the key to redemption- for her, and her daughter...

The Prompt/Summary:  Interlude in Ba Sing Se- you can't take the sky from me...

The Fic-

( It’s on the way home between shifts one night that Jet stops and looks up at the building where Li lives- )

The AU:  Sun Child, in which Princess Zura was pregnant when she was banished from the Fire Nation.  Now she roams the world with a child in tow, seeking the Avatar as the key to redemption- for her, and her daughter...

The Prompt/Summary:  (sorrysorrysorry!  I still aten't dead!)  Tales of Ba Sing Se part five- water on stone...

The Fic-

( Jet has never yet found an obstacle he couldn’t climb, dig under, sidestep, convince it was in their own best interest to move aside, or, in last resort, blow up with blasting jelly... )

I am having that strange and terrible urge to GM again. One of my major campaigns is coming to an end, and in the interim there's probably going to be a bunch of things my crew will be trying. I might put in a bid to try running something for them, IF I can come up with enough for folks to actually play with without tearing my hair out.

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The AU:  Sun Child, in which Princess Zura was pregnant when she was banished from the Fire Nation.  Now she roams the world with a child in tow, seeking the Avatar as the key to redemption- for her, and her daughter...

The Prompt/Summary:  (Forgive the short chapters!)  Jet and friends earn a modest living among those not so blessed.

The Fic-

( “I’m supposed to believe that you’re finally independently wealthy enough not to try and mooch off me for free tea?” )

It wasn’t that the boy had notions of honor, no- he was a lowdown, dirty rotten son of a bitch fighter who had skills to back up the ruthlessness.  No- what he had was delusions of grandeur.   He thought himself the hero in a rebel-tale, him and his crew- mad as marching-hares, and not in a way that was useful.  It was a genuine shame, this Jet kid ( Read more... )