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sorcyressToday's been shit and busy and I haven't had much a chance to actually Get Things Done on the computer (I have spent some time on the computer fucking around, and I did get my errands done, so I can't be quite as upset as I would be otherwise.)
At any rate, have a fairly quick character: The Luidaeg.
(Most often when I'm sketching her, I'll refer to her as Annie, but it feels way way WAY too informal to do so in writing, and I don't want her to eat my heart or turn me into a tree. So Luidaeg it is, and apparently it's pronounced Lou-sha-k. Which means one of these days I'm going to get around to writing a filk about her set to Love Shack, which is the worst thing ever)
The Luidaeg is from Seanan McGuire's Toby Daye books. She's powerful as all get out, the San Francisco Sea Witch. Because of the nature of this particular series, going too deep into character details would certainly count as spoilerish, but we can do a good surface probe.
She's immortal (and _old_). She's almost perpetually cranky. She is unfailingly honest. She is powerful-powerful-POWERFUL! Her bedroom is full of fishtanks with monsters, and her house is full of cockroaches. She really likes ice cream and eats a lot of it. Given an assumed infinite ability to control her appearance, she chooses to present as a nineteen year old girl with pigtails, freckles, and overalls.
She's unbelievably sad inside, lonely and alone and not broken but empty.
She is not always nice to Toby, but nice doesn't necessarily get things done. The Luidaeg is as competent as she can be within the span of her (oft ritualized, and questions come in threes) limitations, and she's the sort of independent that makes me whimper with want.
She's not my every day. But on bad days, it's nice to know that there are characters who can be Good --or at least, as close to Good as we get in a faerie that doesn't recognize human morality-- while not being happy or nice. I love the Toby books. The Luidaeg is a _huge_ part of that love.
~Sor
MOOP!
At any rate, have a fairly quick character: The Luidaeg.
(Most often when I'm sketching her, I'll refer to her as Annie, but it feels way way WAY too informal to do so in writing, and I don't want her to eat my heart or turn me into a tree. So Luidaeg it is, and apparently it's pronounced Lou-sha-k. Which means one of these days I'm going to get around to writing a filk about her set to Love Shack, which is the worst thing ever)
The Luidaeg is from Seanan McGuire's Toby Daye books. She's powerful as all get out, the San Francisco Sea Witch. Because of the nature of this particular series, going too deep into character details would certainly count as spoilerish, but we can do a good surface probe.
She's immortal (and _old_). She's almost perpetually cranky. She is unfailingly honest. She is powerful-powerful-POWERFUL! Her bedroom is full of fishtanks with monsters, and her house is full of cockroaches. She really likes ice cream and eats a lot of it. Given an assumed infinite ability to control her appearance, she chooses to present as a nineteen year old girl with pigtails, freckles, and overalls.
She's unbelievably sad inside, lonely and alone and not broken but empty.
She is not always nice to Toby, but nice doesn't necessarily get things done. The Luidaeg is as competent as she can be within the span of her (oft ritualized, and questions come in threes) limitations, and she's the sort of independent that makes me whimper with want.
She's not my every day. But on bad days, it's nice to know that there are characters who can be Good --or at least, as close to Good as we get in a faerie that doesn't recognize human morality-- while not being happy or nice. I love the Toby books. The Luidaeg is a _huge_ part of that love.
~Sor
MOOP!