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Name: Kristi
Age: 21
Location: Michidigan
Occupation: Erm… going to be dramaturgy-interning over the next year, so s’pose that’ll be the call for the moment. >.> JUST GRADUATED, OKAY? From the undergrad-land. B.A. = heyyyy let’s intern and make sure we really want to be doing this/can be doing this before shelling out for grad school, yeah?




All About You

1. Describe your ideal house/home..

I’m really not sure about this one. I tend not to think of remaining in one place for long, so much as wandering here and there, living for a few months to a year, couple of years in one place, then moving on to another (which rather fits with current future-plans and the whole heyyyyy workin’ in theatre-land deal, as isn’t generally so much a stable-living occupation). I don’t generally like to remain in one place for so very long a time. Makes me cagey, twitchy, whatever you will.

Were I to come up with a place… Wellsir. Let’s see. There would need be a lot of space, first off. I don’t mind some clutter, but organization, cleanliness, not-mess tends to make the brain happier, which makes for more efficiency in working and more comfort in general. Less tension, y’see. So lotta space, lotta windows.

So long as those requirements were met, could honestly see possibilities in some lofty-large place, but would be likely to be smaller. Something, ah, that makes sense for my own position, y’see. Probably more paneling (darker woods, thank you) or painting than wallpaper. Fuckin’ wallpaper. And, yes, am rather attracted to the older houses, so could definitely go for one of those… If could find the time to renovate and such, would be rather a fan of that. It’s a possibility, anyway. Though anything works.

And location… Sensible way says probably close enough to an area of multiple-cities, and preference sets it somewhere further away from any particular city-area. Have a bit o’ land if possible, or at least privacy. Trees are nice. More exact… Meh. Somewhere in the British Isles’d be interesting. That or somewhere along U.S. Northeast coast, yep. Pardons for not giving anything more exact, but again, isn’t something I particularly intend, so… there you are.


2. Name three things you are afraid of. Explain.

Failure – That is, my own, or any sort of failure that could be drawn back to my responsibility (by others or—more to the point—by my own mind). Live in near-constant fear of mis-stepping, of faltering. Doing something that will fuck with what I would prefer, what I would like to be/do. It’s all very uncertain, and there’s shame tied up in it, and… Augh. Just one of those things that aggravates even in the thinking. Because some things can be altered, fixed in some sense, if you will, but there's that age-old fact that we can't change the bloody past, so you do something and you prove your shortcomings or your ignorance, you can't erase that, and maybe can't ever move entirely beyond it (in some cases, at least). And I’ll leave it there.

Very-very close spaces- Yes, claustrophobia-like when dealing with very small spaces (think about the width of the average tube water slide). Don’t like that whole being trapped, thing… Which does actually work on more, er, psychological level, as well, because I very much buck against being caged in in any sort of way, be it physical, emotional, whatever comes up. Don’t like others to get a handle on me, no thank you, and don’t like to be completely bound by their ways (will follow the rules in general, aye, bu there’s a difference between that and being overpowered without consent, thankyeh). But, ah, yeah. Small spaces? Bad. Very bad.

Ants – Irrational sort of fear, because I know they can’t do a fuck of a lot, but at the same time… Agh. I see an ant, and it’s instant-twitch time. Many ants? Often instant-freeze time, to be followed by much twitching. Because they’re small and they go shhhhhhccccreeeee-scitter-scitter, and they just keep going, and then they get their friends, and they All keep going, and there’s no telling where they’ll pop up next. ALSO THEY DON’T HAVE EYES. They just stare-not-stare with those blank expanses (yes, so very, VERY vast) of NOTHING. Fuck that shit, man. Fuck that shit.


3. What is your favorite aspect of your physical appearance and why?
Erm… I suppose I rather like the way that I stand. Or can stand… And I like the contrast between the tendencies, really. Because I can get the very straight-backed, don’t know exactly what it’d be but proud (or brain likes to occasionally think dignified, but that’s likely bullshite), then also get the more slouching, glowering sort of fuck off look. And yes, like ‘em both, use ‘em both depending on the mood and situations… And there’re the degrees with a bit of one, bit of the other, bit of something else entirely, that can be fun. Does what I want it to do, even if I am in many ways awkward as hell.

Apparently, I’m fairly well-versed in getting across the point the I are not pleased, and are not wanting you to come any closer. Which works very well for me, any rate. Posture is a part of this, facial expressions another; it all functions, or something.


4. If you could change one thing about your physical appearance, what would you change and why?

I’m kind of cool with it. ‘s’not much, but I don’t see why it should be (which is to say that I don’t so much expect others to like it, and don’t give much of a flying fuck about that, nein). Gives the impression I’m rather fine with, so eh. Er… yeah. I suppose it’d be kind of nice if I could do a bit of a reverse-time and NOT fuck up leg/hip/whatever it was during track/cross-country so as to not have the slight difference, there, but it really isn’t much… tends to lead to bit o’ a dragging step or limp, unless am thinking about it (falls into something nearing that above-noted difference in postures set of categories), and more pronounced when tired-like, but truth be told, I kind of like that. Yes, a’right, am rather fond of it, would rather keep it, so here’s a bit of a cop-out answer, oh noes and alas. MY. BAD.

NO. ALL RIGHT. Edited-in noted calls out a bad on me, here, because there's one particularly fucking obvious answer: It'd be rather nice if I could change my natural bloody hair color to black, because the muy-muy light brown irritates me, and the dye thing is a pain in the ass. OKAY. So there's an actual answer, HA.


5. Imagine you’re given the classic opportunity: a genie granting you three wishes. What would you wish for? Wishing for more wishes is not permitted!

Obviously, I would kick the genie in the face. ß Yes, I realize that this isn’t really any sort of legitimate answer; just happens to be one of my defaults. And kicking a genie in the face? How often do you get a chance to do that?

Okay, right, so far as an actual response it concerned… Nope, not there yet. Because brain has a difficult time wrapping itself around the concept of wishes and things ACTUALLY magically working out (we like to pretend that magic works, but in actuality? Ahhhh, naw…), particularly given attachments and connections and how the FUCK does that work itself through without throwing a wrench in everything else? The mind BOGGLESES.

In light of that… I don’t know. I don’t know that I’d be able to answer, because I really might get stuck on logistics that probably wouldn’t actually exist, however that happens to be possible. I suppose I’d likely just blurt out some sort of response, because if I started to think about it, I wouldn’t stop thinking, and the occurrence of the situation might strike hard enough to just sort of force me to spit out an answer. I’ll continue to think on this, but honestly, answer for the moment is to sort of pass on this one.

Only… shit, then there’s the guilt-impulse. The “well, sure, I didn’t want to use it for myself, because didn’t want to fucking deal with that, but why not use it for other people?” Because they’re around too, and all, and maybe they’d like something… But who fucking knows, hey? And it could go wrong on that end, too, leave ‘em worse than before… And maybe that’s a chance that should be taken, but I don’t know that I’m the one to take it. Again, will keep thinking about this, and apologies for the answer that’s not exactly a direct answer.


6. In your life so far, what accomplishment are you the most proud of?

Not having gone completely nutso and caused massive bloodshed?

Erm… Je ne sais pas. If I’m going to pick an actual answer, it’s probably some intangible sense. Ah, development of the mind, if you will. Because it’s going in a direction that I rather like. Sounds rather arse-tarded here, but it works for me, and makes me a happier person, so think I will give that as chief answer.

If we’re talking visible, solid evidence… probably senior project design-deal. Because it was research, planning, drawing, and a shite-ton of actual work (more or less living in the scene shop for a month, WHOO). It wasn’t, y’know, the most spectacular of designs, or of realizations, but I’m fairly pleased with the way it worked out, and I do think that (given the resources, the time, and my own prior experience), it was more or less the best it could be.


7. Which of the following is most important to you: Love, Money, Knowledge, Family, Friendship, Adventure, or Pleasure? Which is the least important to you?

Knowledge holds the top spot, no real contest. I don’t know that I need to go into this, as am thinking the application’ll give indications of its importance… ‘s what interests me, ‘s generally what I’d like, and it’s what seems to be of greatest use. Processing information, other sorts of input through experience (or otherwise, sure), and coming to an understanding; seems very much to be the way to go.

Lowest… Hrn. Maybe pleasure. Probably pleasure, actually… In most senses of the word. Because some tie in with knowledge, and all. It doesn’t tend to be a high priority, though. I mean… Yeah, all right, that’s nice… Except I really don’t care. I don’t feel any great desire to be excruciatingly happy (not that happiness is to be shunned or actively avoided, but it’s not something that I set out on valiant quests to seek, and so on and so forth), really rather prefer to have the grahhhr tones in life. Useful in their own way, so eh. Also, logic in brain tends to shoot down strictly or chiefly pleasurable pursuits in favor of something more, er, useful, I suppose.

Money would probably be close, because it really doesn’t rule much in my mind… Suppose I don’t think much on it, and perhaps that’s just because I’ve not had particularly dire situations with it. Some not so great times, sure, but nothing zomdoom. Money has its obvious uses, though, so ‘s got to have some importance, there. Maybe on par with pleasure, depending on the exact perception of either… But aye, tend to see pleasure more as something indulgent. And again, while the happy-yay-pleased can be very useful, and certainly do like some o’ that, don’t tend to take it to the level with which I associate “pleasure.” So there y’are.


8. What's one quote (or passage, song lyric, etc.) that effectively describes you and your values?

I… think I’ll cheat here and use several. Because that’s pretty much what I do. Quotes can be hella useful for the understanding, in terms of referencing and cross-referencing and levels and YAY. Anyway. Quoteage and brief explanations (will try not to go on too long with ‘em, at least in part because you take these together, you get a general idea from their mix)…

“I was born condemned to be one of those who has to see all sides of a question. When you're damned like that, the questions multiply for you until in the end it's all question and no answer.”
-Eugene O’Neill, The Iceman Cometh-

First of all, it’s O’Neill. Something in his works and his goddamned life itself just sort of, dunno, hold my interest very well. Iceman heads my list of favorite plays, and may head list of favorite overall-lit. ‘s feckin’ fantastic. ANY RATE. This particular line is given by Larry, who happens to be the character in ze-play with whom I most identify; has the trying to be objective, to keep from judging thing going on, but is very much being pulled into a position of choice, realizing that he really can’t just sit back and let it go, not yet. Cynical but generally decent-natured, feeling more pity than he’d like. And this particular quote gives what is very much a, ah, factor in my own experience. Too many sides to everything, so that a straight answer becomes more or less impossible, a straight view nonexistent. Always something else connecting, and something behind that, and it’s this sort of thing that gets me tongue-tied and otherwise floored when dealing with people. There are Christ knows how many definitions or a word, how many different methods of speaking a phrase… And then there’s the issue of what you mean in what you said, what you think you mean versus what you might have unintentionally revealed, what the best method of response is. That by way of relation to practical application, I suppose, but think that gives the idea. Because, yes, it goes with any issue in consideration in my own brain, without the added factor of someone else; all becomes rather wound up in itself.

And while we’re on O’Neill, need to at least give a nod to a couple of Jamie-quotes… "Happy roads is bunk. Weary roads is right. Get you nowhere fast.” Also, “I always know. Or part of me does. That's the trouble.”. I won’t explain ‘em here, or why, ‘zactly, the drunken elder-brother appeals to me (both in the semi-fictional plays and in the actual accounts) more than the younger playwright of a Eugene or Edmund sort, but the quotes give at least a hint of his cynicism, not to mention self-awareness, which I very much like (and hope that I manage at least some of).


“If we could have just done something so dreadful and Father said That's sad too people cannot do anything that dreadful they cannot do anything very dreadful at all they cannot even remember tomorrow what seemed dreadful today and I said, You can shirk all things and he said, Ah can you.”
-William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury-

Mr. Compson is pretty much the shit. Okay, so that just sounds sort of silly… But I tend to, ah, agree very much with certain angles of his outlook. This is one of those lines that plays through my head quite often, particularly in the forms of the final exchange, there. Because it seems at times that everything can be avoided, or that it would at least be nice to hide away, pull out of the world (which, all right, given Quentin’s path would be almost more of an option, in some sense… but am inclined toward Compson Sr.’s path, anyway, and very likely would draw things out like that), but it just doesn’t work like that. Keeps coming back in some form or another, and there are always consequences; even shirking has its consequences, ‘course, so there it is, comes right back. So far as the first part is concerned, however much these actions impact the individuals, there’s that whole greater scheme and broader scope that really doesn’t give a fuck. Things fade (and warp whilst so doing), and actions are never quite what we see them as. C’est the way, and all that rot.


“I have lost my passion: why should I need to keep it
Since what is kept must be adulterated?”
-T.S. Eliot, “Gerontion”-

As somewhat noted, I’m not a very… personal person. That is, don’t tend to get close to people, don’t generally want to (though there are a few, and am glad of those ones, aye). Not a terrifically emotional person, either. Those, ah, feelings-things… They come, I suppose, but usually on some removed level, and I just sort of stand by and watch ‘em at a distance. Realize they’re happening, that somewhere I might be feeling something of that sort, but it’s a bit awkward, and it isn’t… I don’t know. Used to feel things far more closely, be impacted by emotions strongly enough, but that’s rather subsided, and je ne sais pas… But yes, so far as I can tell, it does have something to do with a particular interpretation-sentiment of these lines. Because you feel something, you hold onto it, and it’s going to twist itself, it’s going to become corrupt, and then where are you left? Pains-bloody-ville is where, and I apparently decided a while ago that I was going to stay away from that area.


“You're setting me now to think if it's a poor thing to be lonesome, it's worse maybe to go mixing with the fools of earth.”
-J.M. Synge, The Playboy of the Western World-

I’ll leave this one as a fairly straightforward quote, methinks. Given the choice between talking with fucktards of any marked level or being by my lonesome, I would more or less without hesitation choose the latter option. I can tolerate people when I need to, I can deal very well when situation calls for it, but in general conversation? If you’re not much worth talking to, I won’t have the bloody interest, and probably just won’t get into it. Which is likely just fine with whomever other-one is because, y’know, I’m not anything of a brilliant conversationalist. Speaking? Feh. Communicating? Feh. Er. Point that was veered from being that alone > listening to fucktardedness.


“And my mind is proud, but it aches with rage…”
-The Kinks, “Strangers”-

I’ll leave you with this one. I… don’t know that it requires a lot of explaining. I mean, I could go into it, and there are definitely specifics and connections that could be outlined… As have gone on a bit already, though, see what you will, and I’ll just say that, aye, I’m rather a more prideful individual than I always actively realize. It happens.


9. How do you manage your money? On that note, how important is money/financial security to you?

As noted above, I have an unfortunate tendency to fail at comprehending money. I use it, I conserve it as best I can, but come down to it, and it’s a pile of fucking bills and coins, and brain tends to boggle a bit at the notion that it can be so goddamned important. Even though I know…

Y’see, sometimes logic conflicts with other-logic.

But yes. I generally use it wisely, but the sense of it doesn't always connect. And it becoems a bit frustrating, but eh, that's the way. I'm not likely ever to make much money, and s'pose shall work it out as it falls.


10. Name (and elaborate on) some of your hobbies. What are your favorite things to do outside of school/the office?

Certain hobbies were rather integrated into the school experience, actually… But we’ll get to that.

Start with lit. analysis. Because it is AWESOME. Like to play the make-connections game, see where one author leads into another and follow the routes hinted at here and there. Examining characters makes for a good time… And this sort of thing sparks thoughts outside of the literature, which is at least a part of the point, aye (inasmuch as there is an actual point to it). Soyes. Good times.

Then there’s, ah, pretty much anything theatre-related. Interesting to be involved with shows and non-shows (general history, studies, whatever ye like) on as many sides as is possible, so have attempted to play around here, there, wherever… But as have already gone on for an unnecessary length in relating things to theatre, cutting that one off, yep. Suffice to say that one of the undergrad majors was theatre (t’other being English), and that I worked in the scene shop for four years. So… things happened. Yep.

Playing of the French horn, aussi. Music (both of the instrumental and hellllllllllllls yeah or less necessarily hellllllls yeah rockin’-type sort) makes my life a happy place, and playing it seems to relax me, which is a plus. Second horn concerto o’ the Richard Strauss is all kinds of win, as is Schumann’s Konzertstück… Er. Would like to play Firebird anddd perhaps Rite of Spring some day? And mehbeh Dvorak seven again? Happy music. Yay.

And there’s the trying to write. Particularly working toward plays, but brain has been exceptionally uncooperative of late, silly thing that it often is. Character-voices, always fun. ‘tis another thing that I try for, anyway.


11. Name (and elaborate on) your top three BEST and top three WORST qualities (personality-related, not physical).

For the best…

Analytical: As semi-noted in the hobbies, it’s pretty much what I do. Keeps brain firing likewhoa at (more or less?) all times, which is useful and all kinds of fun. Directions here, there, and everywhere, branching off to wherever. As noted elsewhere (ye-es, this next bit has been lifting from app from the fun o’ stamping community, because I liked the way I explained—er, indicated, at least—it there a’ight enough, and brain is starting to fall asleep. Because I’m filling this in in a sort of here and there fashion, hokay? Hokay. Anyway. It's pretty much all-analysis, all the time, which can be useful (and perhaps a bit detrimental in its ways... leads to some of the Prufrock syndrome, et all); brain has a very difficult time shutting off, just wants to keep on a-workin'. Look into as much as I can, draw the conclusions that I am able. And I use the information gained to draw connections, apparently quite well. HEART CONNECTIONS. One thing to the next, and how does it impact, and why? So on, in that fashion..

Self-Reliant: Again, lifting most of this, apologies and such, but it tells. I think. Yep. And there’s mucho other-into/etc. here of the shiny-fresh variety, so yes. Going along… In the, er, individualistic vein... Just don't tend to prefer the connotations of 'individualistic.' (Also note that this is NOT to call myself by the name of, oh, Ralph Waldo Emerson, thankyeh. Erk.) Gives a sense of trying too hard to be different, and I don't think I do anything of the sort... Could be very wrong, but I can say that I don't do it consciously. The way that I act, the things I say, and so forth come about (most always, anyway) are according to my own definitions of what should be done. Am implying that I rely on myself for most everything (though not everything-everything, alas and alas), that I don't tend to look to others for guidance or thoughts (particularly for thoughts, a trait that develops more firmly as I carry on, which is getting to be a bit of a problem in terms of giving a damn during classes, but ah well; like to come up with my own ideas, thanks). Comes in part from being (I believe) fairly self-aware, aye. I know what a number (think a majority but, hell, could be much mistaken on that) of my faults are, and I’ve found ways to deal with these. Mostly just accept ‘em, I suppose. Use them to my advantage. Something like that.

Adaptable: I don’t like to think about crazy-mad changes in advance, but when they come, I take ‘em fairly well. Using that analysis line or whatever, just kind of look over the situation (oh Christ, here it comes… “I see, I assess the situation. I see…”; yeah, that’s feckin’ roight), figure the most logical way, and work from there. And it generally does run decently (often to my surprise). I deal, I don’t get myself stressed out, and as I’m doing it/after the fact, I rather like it. Thinking (on the event?) can disturb a bit, but the actuality’s not bad.


For the worst…

Paranoid: It has its uses, but I go just a liiiiittle bit overboard with it, which can lead to certain difficulties, not to mention quite a bit of twitching. People aren’t worth a damned bit of trust, I know it… But I know, logically, that they aren’t all plotting against me. I’ve just got to get myself to feel this a bit more strongly, and not get so wound up about things. Am very much aware of the fact that people could be watching me, observing and, y’know, discerning weaknesses at any moment, and I don’t like that a damned bit. Need to be able to work around that one, though (getting there in some fields, while in others… ah, not so much).

Abrasive: I can hold this one down, but seems to be that I tend in that direction more often than not, and its gotten a bit more marked as I’ve decided that, in many instances, it just doesn’t fucking matter. Comments can be rather harsher than is necessary, and expressions can certainly give a not-so-pleased expression set, ja. And, yes. This tends to lead to sort of pseudo-passive-aggressive tendencies… That is, aye, I can quite easily become angry—sometimes really-very angry—with other people, and go to mutter-in-braingrhahagahaahrgh stage quickly enough… But don’t move on from there. People get the glowers, some people (read: the close people) receive vocalizations of the kidding (or semi-kidding, depending on your view and such) sort, but there won’t be any action to it, because I tend to end up shrugging it off, then going ehhh for a while or muttering off to bitch about it in private. It works.

Vague: In the sense that I tend to work along my line of logic annnnnnd don’t so much always consider the fact that others aren’t necessarily going that way, and that I tend to skip a lot of steps. And pretend that they’ll be filled in, despite the fact that there’s really no reason for anyone to be following the particular trail. I kind of see things as working in a general sense sometimes and pretend that they will work, then realize, oh shit, forgot a little something there… That’s kind of important. Well, fuck. Also, I trail off a lot (just in CASE you hadn’t noticed), partly for the same reason. My mind fills in the blanks, or heads off to search for an appropriate end, solution, or whathave you, and things are sort of left as such.






A Song of Ice and Fire Related

1.Which is your favorite book of the series so far? What about your least favorite?

Think it’d either have to be first or third… Ran through both of those more quickly than the others… Hrn. Think I’d need to have a re-reading party in order to give a particularly appropriate response, so I’ll stick with Storm of Swords, there. And probably not going to elaborate on that one unless particularly desired, as, ah, think there’s enough going otherwise to make up for a scant sort of response, here. Hoping so, anyrate. WILL PRETEND.

Least favorite was definitely Feast for Crows. Many of the preferred characters were out of the picture, and just… There were many points at which I just sort of set the book down and went, “Eh, will finish it later.” Which didn’t so much happen with the others, no’m. I rather enjoyed the Ironborn bits, seeing the Martells at work was interesting… And the book wasn’t bad; just didn’t engage as much as the others, I suppose.


2.Who are your favorite three characters in the series?

Petyr Baelish – Though the nickname and the Sansa-issue both serve to distress a bit, ahhhh, yep. >.> But that’s fine, and can certainly buy it with his particular sort of character (though I keep rather-hoping he’ll NOT push anymore with that one). Like his sense of humor, his very sneaky-snarky (and oft outright-snarky with ulterior meaning, fuck yes) tendencies. He knows what needs to be done and how to do it, draws up his own set of rules and damned well runs the game… Or at least parts of it. Undetected, as well, which is really quite impressive. Always more going on with him than meets the eye, or even a bit of further comprehension, because he’s acting on god knows how many levels at once. Rock the fuck on, Petyr.

Tywin Lannister – He might actually hold top-spot on the favorite characters list… S’pose Petyr receives top billing because a) it’s a close run and b) Petyr was the first the brain attached itself to whilst reading the books (Ned was actually the second, and he’s still on the list… but couple o’ spots down, I s’pose). ANYWAY. So far as Tywin’s concerned… He’s got the very gruff, not going to take your bullshit and don’t need to take your bullshit attitude. He is what he is… That is, he acts according to his own definitions and understanding, matching these to the Westeros-rules and bending them from there. Doesn’t take the word of others simply, doesn’t act according to their particular rules where it isn’t absolutely necessary, and is generally very much defined by himself. Which is putting it poorly, but augh, the idea’s there. Also doesn’t bullshit around when he doesn’t need to; says what needs to be said, and that is the goddamned end of it, y’see? ‘s impressive.

Sandor Clegane – Drunken antics for the win! All right, so that doesn’t quite get it down, there… He’s an interesting sort of character, all in all. His “shut the fuck up” attitude makes my life a happy place, as does his tendency to go down the “life’s a bitch, and ain’t that a laugh?” route. He’s dangerous, he knows it, he’s often foolhardy, he knows it, and you come down to the line, he’s just fucking living, and he’s doing it by his own standards. Again, much applause for that, and he receives a thumbs up.

Other preferred-charries of note include Ned o’ the Stark variety, Davos, Mr. Blackfish, Beric, Mance, Euron Greyjoy. So there’s that.


3.Who are your least favorite three characters in the series?

Bran – I like to pretend that he doesn’t exist. ONLY HE KEEPS SHOWING UP. And whining. Still bloody whining every time. I’m sure he’s headed somewhere, and I’m sure I really don’t care. Laughed when he named his direwolf. Laughed when he fell and went snap. But seriously. The self-pity is understandable, yes, in many ways; doesn’t mean I’m going to like it. And, really, he’s not so badly off as some, so fuck it even more. Would very much prefer not to endure him, not.

Lyssa – Good. Fucking. God. We talkin’ crazy? We talkin’ cuh-ra-zy, and not in a good way. Ohhhhh no. The self-absorption, the blindness, the… Yeah, no. I’m just going to stop right there, lest I throw things.

Sam – Shut the fuck up. Seriously. I just… urgh. The whining is beyond excessive, a’ight? Have tried to sympathize with him, but it doesn’t work… And I just sort of end up cheering his father on (whether it be for bitching out Sam or bitching out Brienne, aye). The book-adoration makes me want to like him, but I can’t. Can’t bring myself to do it, can’t make myself to it, and might just be best that way. In fact, is because, hey, there’re reasons he’s in the top three of the least (and these three are quite evenly matched… I suppose Lyssa heads the list, though). Urgh.

Also including Arya (though was liking her rather more during book four, so she may be leaving this list, aye), Jon (as with Arya, is mostly a first three books glower, aye), Joeffrey, Cersei. Not a fan of Brienne, either, though her chapters are generally interesting enough, as is her situation… certain personality quirks there just get me.


4.#1 Favorite moment in all of ASOIAF so far?

Going to stick with the one I’ve given in the past and say GOODBYEEEEEE, LYSSA! XD Littlefinger’s got all kinds of fuck YEAH moments.
Although I really do like Sandor’s being drunk and disorderly, oh everywhere. And Cersei’s oh waaaaaaaait fuck time at the end of Feast for Crows, followed by the almost-equally excellent response from Jaime.


5. In your dream-world, how would you like to see the series end?

I… really don’t know. Because dream-world is never particularly dream-like, and… Dunno how happy would want even preferred characters ending up.

OKAY, I GOT THE BE-ALL, HERE. Davos rediscovers his bones. :D Reunited and it feeeels so goo-ood…

That and, ah, Tywin would’ve either gone on a bit longer or, y’know, a) not been in bed with Shea and b) not been murdered whilst on the shitter. Because, really? It just seemed unnecessary. And maybe they’re reasons, and we’ll hear ‘em (at least for the whore), but it seemed… Hrn. And the latter was just kind of, ‘okay, that’s cute, you got in your little joke, there.’ Which was also unnecessary, to my mind (particularly as Tyrion often makes for much more thumbs up-able humor than that), but eh. Personal preferences, and all.

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Comments

Stark

[misstopia.livejournal.com]

You are totally Targaryen, I don't think we'll see a better case of the madness/brilliance coinflip. Not that I'm calling you crazy, but the phrase "method to her madness" comes to mind. I mean, Quentin Compson! You've got this kind of fuck-you attitude so I can see Lannister, but the Targs are pretty fierce and bold and proud themselves, nothing really says "Fuck you" like a dragon does it? Yeah, analytical, capable, paranoid, you have this mercurial quality in your thought process it seems.

Re: Stark

[horitsu-kami.livejournal.com]

I'm glad to see that you got sorted, and even more glad to know that you don't have to change which icon you were using. I should have read this application more carefully. I didn't understand it at first, so I just rejected it outright. If I would have read it closer, I'm sure I would have voted for Fire and Blood.