20130519, 02:12 – Two sexy shots of the Banshee and two nice shots of Dyluck – Alias has already had his sexy shots for this scene, so the fact that his appearance here isn’t Reference Quality is something I can live with, even if his position on the page is attention-getting. This is his last appearance for this chapter – we won’t see him again until Transitional Voices three or four. I suppose that gives his unintentional-for-him reference to The Prisoner more of a Leo McKern flavor.
As foreshadowing goes that’s pretty damned obscure, even by my standards.
It’s been four years since a character has made a super-crass sexual reference on screen, and two years since the comic has made a regular crass sexual reference. Mixing high-concept scifi with the worst toilet in Scotland has a definite Author Appeal – I’ve long felt that this sort of humor helps to take the edge off of Giant Walls of Text, giving the work more of a “lived-in” feel. Sexual and potty humor habitually occur in close proximity to technical events or discussion – this isn’t entirely intentional. It’s more of a habit. Ask anyone who knows me.
Alias, being a horny (telekinetic) teenager, would naturally leap to the sexual possibilities of Dyluck’s bifurcated corporeality. Which, while highly inappropriate, will doubtless have endless applications should I ever decided to change ATC’s rating from NC-17 to X. And apparently Alias’s mass manipulation abilities extend to nudging a projection out the door – though this is almost certainly a case example of cranking up the “personal space” bubble.
Also, Bifurcated Corporeality is totally a thing. Though it won’t be explored in any real depth until later in Transitional Voices, and it won’t get an In Detail examination until ATC 4.
In related news, it looks like the ATC TVTropes page got an edit late last year. Very nice!
I wanted to blurb/blog/whatever a bit more, but on four hours of sleep my head’s a bit thick and I consider myself fortunate to have articulated this much. I went to bed at six, fell asleep around seven, and woke up at 11:30pm with plenty of time to get to goth night. I was meh about the idea and IRC didn’t so much talk me out of it as reaffirm it wasn’t actually something I wanted to do to begin with – it’s just another habit that’s refusing to die. And if I were on a “normal” schedule the damned thing would have its claws in me and I’d be either writing this drunk or passed out in the path of an incoming hangover. Booze and broad dissatisfaction are things I don’t need in my life at this point – if I’m hating a club or event until drink six or seven I probably shouldn’t be there in the first place.
This is TV 2.05. 2.06 through 2.08 are done and I’ll be shading 2.09 after I post this. At two pages per weekend that’s two more weeks of updates that should be in the bag before lunch. Tenth anniversary celebrations start next weekend, and the upcoming pages kick ass! Stay tuned!
