With friends like these...

It's a pity that the whole thing couldn't be as interesting as the last hour or so. Visually, it's stunning. The fighting mechanism isn't so great - somewhat predictable - but it works. Plot-wise, well, there is a plot, but it seems to get lost for long periods of time under the killing of large groups of guards harrassing you in Jerusalem's streets shouting 'infidel' at you for no reason other than you sneezed near them.

I definitely prefer the second one in terms of plot and characterisation.

I'm going to write an AC2 fic which will likely be read by nobody on here, but I'm going to post it anyway. Perhaps you'll read it and simply enjoy it for the comedic value and sexual tension. I know I will.

Now, I am going to get something to eat as I've barely eaten in five days. Gaming is a cruel mistress.

Title: Stage Four: Depression
Genre: Angst/Romance
Pairing/s: USxUK
Characters: (this chapter) US, UK, Scotland.
Rating/Warnings: PG.
Summary: When their break-up leaves Arthur devastated and Alfred hurt and steering clear of him, the American nation finds out that love doesn't work like it does in the movies, and sometimes you have to come close to losing something before you realise what you have.


( He couldn’t remember ever seeing Arthur look so small. )

Title: Stage Three: Bargaining
Genre: Angst/Romance
Pairing/s: USxUK
Characters: (this chapter) US, Canada, UK, Scotland
Rating/Warnings: PG. Rating possibly subject to change. Sensible Scotland is sensible.
Summary: When their break-up leaves Arthur devastated and Alfred hurt and steering clear of him, the American nation finds out that love doesn't work like it does in the movies, and sometimes you have to come close to losing something before you realise what you have.

( “Alright, I’ll come. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” )

Title: Stage One: Denial
Genre: Angst/Romance
Pairing/s: USxUK
Characters: (this chapter) US, Canada, UK mention.
Rating/Warnings: PG. Rating possibly subject to change.
Summary: When their break-up leaves Arthur devastated and Alfred hurt and steering clear of him, the American nation finds out that love doesn't work like it does in the movies, and sometimes you have to come close to losing something before you realise what you have.


( “He’s fallen off the wagon something fierce, Alfred.” )

Oh my Goddddd... It's so freaking hot and humid today I think I'm going to melt. It's been like this for three days now and I've had about enough. It wouldn't be so bad if it could cool down in the evenings and at night but nope, all night I'm boiling too - and I know this, because I was up all night last night.

That's it, folks, I have finally handed in my last assignments ever for university. There was very much an 'it's complete bollocks but it'll have to do' air around this year. I know I haven't been the only one who kind of stopped caring about their marks but hey, I'm pretty much 100% sure that I passed, and I'm looking to get on the Masters degree course in creative writing at Salford which should be made easier by the fact that I'm a graduate of the place.

I also get 20% off the price. Win-Win.

When I got home, I went to sleep. My sister sparklyscorpio is currently rocking a slightly-orange-tinted-blonde Hayley Williams look with her hair, as the hairdresser was trying to strip the colour off it and her hair is stubbornly clinging to not wanting to be blonde. So much so that the hairdresser had to come back again today to make a third attempt at getting the colour out.

Now that I'm done with all my university obligations, for now at least, I have a few plans for my fanfiction obligations (oh, I know you were waiting to hear that). Along with finishing From Fire to Flame I'm going to start that AU fic that some people showed an interest in, as well as finishing off some that I have half done, and I have big plans for an Arthur-centric fic involving (the great) Admiral Lord Nelson. If you know anything about that guy you would know that there would be no doubt that Arthur would have absolutely adored him by the end, and I do love writing history-based fanfiction so much I don't even.

I'm going to possibly delve into a few more new pairings also - any that I haven't touched upon that anybody would like to see?

Well, that's all for now. I gotta go get my pizza out of the oven. Ja ne!

EDIT: Got my pizza. Om nom.

More to talk about. I finally booked my tickets and am officially going to Ireland at the beginning of July. I hope the weather is nice ¬ ¬ 

My edelweiss are coming in nicely. I took a picture though I don't know how well you can see them. In real life the little green dots are, as lemiru  would say, glorious. I apparently did not inherit the 'everything I touch dies' thing that my mother seems to have at times. Hurrah!



Okay, now that really IS all.

Title: From Fire to Flame
Genre: Drama/Angst
Pairing/s: (in this chapter) USxUK.
Characters: (in this chapter) UK, US, Russia
Rating/Warnings: None. PG.
Summary: I just want you all to know that I blame you for this. The sequel to At the End of All Things. Ivan is on the road to recovery, leading a normal life with Alfred and Arthur, when his world is turned upside-down after a simple question leads to a chain of horrifying discoveries. Can the young nation cope with the knowledge of what he once was, or is history destined to repeat itself?



( “He’s just a kid having bad dreams. We don’t know that it means anything.” )