Moe Lane's Blog, page 29
August 27, 2025
08/27/2025 Snippet, BANSHEE BEACH.
Class is in session!
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You ever get judged by a fifteen-year old kid? There’s nothing like it.
“Hoverboards.” Catalina spat out that word like it rhymed with something dirty. Or like having it in her mouth caused her physical pain. The look she gave me didn’t even have any contempt ladled on, because there was no room because of all the pity. “I know there ain’t no waves up in Big Tinsel, but couldn’t you have sloshed around in a pool, at least?”
I looked up at her from my seat on the sand, where I was busily changing my shoes for sandals. “Hey. You asked me what I know, Catalina—”
She waggled a finger at me. “Hush the pipes a second, Gra— Shamus. The kind of simoleons you’re dropping on the table for training, you can buy a ‘Catty’ or two.”
“Gee, thanks. Whaddya gotta pay to never hear you even think ‘Gramps’ again?”
The little whippersnapper actually laughed. “More than the Castle’s gonna pay, Shamus. Even if they wanted to. They probably wanna see you gape like a fish that just found out lunch wasn’t free.”
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08/27/2025 Snippet, BRAVING THE MALSTORM.
I want to get this chapter polished up and done today and then I can work on other things for the rest of the month. The next chapter is where we get our final party member, too. That’s going to be fun.
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There’s a trick to waking up suddenly because you realize that something’s wrong, and it’s one that all successful Adventurers have. The trick is to be the sort of person who can do that. If you can’t, you should probably find a different line of work. So when Zeke ghosted into the compartment I was already uncurling off the bed, and I could smell the others waking up, too.
We gathered around the table, speaking low but not whispering. Whispers travel. “Train’s slowing down,” observed Tabetha (I figured we were at that stage of familiarity now).
Zeke nodded. “They got a runner in from up the track with a warning,” he said. “The conductor woke me up and told me the kid was babbling about trouble in Brigham City. Magic trouble.”
Roger raised his eyebrows. “I didn’t realize the Danites put agents in the trains.” Which got Zeke blinking in his own surprise.
“What?” Zeke said. “No. Well, sure, we do sometimes, but Ted’s my cousin from my second maternal grandmother’s brother. So of course he’s going to wake me up to let me know.”
“Of course,” I agreed, and then Melissa chuckled for some reason. Elves have weird senses of humor, sometimes.
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The 30th H. P. Lovecraft Film Festival: Cthulhu on the High Seas Kickstarter.
I have the T-Shirt from the previous one. It’s a good T-Shirt, too, the kind you can wear while vending and have people stop and complement it. That’s very useful… But anyway, the same guy is doing the T-Shirt for the 30th H. P. Lovecraft Film Festival: Cthulhu on the High Seas, so I have high hopes for it.
August 26, 2025
‘Stay Stay Stay.’
Stay Stay Stay, Taylor Swift
#commissionearned
Tweet of the Day, Starship 10 Worked edition.
Very nice.
A great flight by @SpaceX. A successful v2 flight, matching everything done by the v1 Starship, plus deploying satellites successfully. Seeing the buoy cam thrilled me. An on-target soft landing. https://t.co/nVCcieNezT
— Karl K. Gallagher (@KarlKGallagher) August 27, 2025
You can watch the full thing here.
The JURASSIC WORLD: REBIRTH Honest Trailer.
I watched this not because I wanted to, but because I could feel Honest Trailers’ pain in the thumbnail. Like me, they didn’t want to watch JURASSIC WORLD: REBIRTH, either. Unlike me, they had no choice. I had to honor their suffering.
08/26/2025 Snippet, BRAVING THE MALSTORM.
Needed more ACTION.
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Zeke actually managed to get two shots off before he got noticed. Clearly the Haida didn’t train its mages to the same insane standards as the Dominion did. Then again, who does?
(No, the Grand Alliance doesn’t, actually. Their mages learn ten support spells for every offensive one, and they don’t specialize unless they’re insanely naturally good at it. Which is why the Dominion has been pushed back all the way to the Missouri River.)
So I had plenty of time to make the ground beneath those three suddenly have the consistency and firmness of mud, and Roger did… well, from my point of view our enemies were illuminated with a serene mix of sharp-bordered blue and yellow lights. It all felt very soothing and relaxing, right up to the point where the bad guys started howling and clawing at themselves.
And damned if one of their mages didn’t get off his gunpowder-explosion spell anyway. Not surprising, really. I personally hate that spell, but there’s no denying that it’s the best-designed one in existence. Zeke didn’t even have time to throw the gun away. …He didn’t have the need, either. The expression on Zeke’s face never flickered as he carefully put four more bullets into the writhing mix of corruption, sanctity, and mud now surrounding our targets.
I have no idea what look was on the bad guys’ faces, but I guess ‘shock’ would be a pretty good guess.
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Tweet of the Day, “…NEVAR!!!!!!” edition.
I will fight this for as long as I can.
— Rani, Last of The Red Hot Boomers (@ShadesOfRani) August 26, 2025
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