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Title: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Keep Looking on November 13, 2022, 11:59:49 PM
:sparkle: :sparkle: Forum Secret Santa 2022 :sparkle: :sparkle:
:sparkle: Signups open now  :sparkle:

Hi folks! It's coming round to the end of the year again, so that means it's time for the forum secret santa, a time-honoured anonymous gift exchange and guessing game! Previous examples can be found here (https://ssssforum.com/index.php?topic=1272.0) and here (https://ssssforum.com/index.php?topic=1107.0).

:sparkle: How do I join? :sparkle:

In order to join in on the festivities, you must make a post in this thread. In order to give your gifter a better idea of what you like, you could talk about some of your fan-related interests - what fandoms you're interested in, what pairings you enjoy, how much fluff or angst you like, or if you have a strong preference for fanart over fanfic. You can also mention any other interests or hobbies you might enjoy, like gardening or knitting or knowing way too much about different types of birds. Maybe your gifter has something in common!

Importantly, if there's anything you really don't want to recieve as a gift (content you don't like, any pairings that squick you out) please include that too if necessary, so your gifter can make sure you recieve a gift you love.

Signups close at midnight forum time on November 30th. I'll send out PMs the next day or two to let you know who your giftee is!

Make your gift! It can be anything - fanart, fanfic, poetry, a recipe, an choose-your-own adventure story - so long as it's something that you've made yourself. Remember to keep it a secret!

PM me your gift by midnight forum time on December 20th. On December 24 I'll send out all the gifts! Feel free to guess and speculate on who made what gift in the thread here, and if people still haven't guessed everything by December 31 I'll release the list of who made what gift!

:sparkle: Important Information :sparkle:

Please only sign up if you know you have time to make your gift! There's no trouble at all if things are too crazy this time of year and you don't have time.

If life stuff happens and you find yourself unable to make your gift in time, PM me as soon as you can so I can re-assign your gifter and giftee.

Also: Have fun! Be creative! Enjoy yourself! Best of luck to everyone!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Róisín on November 14, 2022, 04:22:23 AM
I would love to join in! Main fandoms I enjoy are Minna’s work and Girl Genius, but I’m open to most things. Format of work doesn’t matter much, I’m not greatly into angst or cruelty for its own sake but don’t mind sad tales. I like art, music, humour, poetry, filk, stories or information. My interests are food, music (especially folk and filk but any music is good), brewing, perfumery, gardening, storytelling, bushcraft and wilderness skills, mining and geology, people and their interactions, and anything nature-related.

I can do poetry, storytelling, filk, recipes, factual articles (at present in the mundane world I am writing ‘Plant of the Week’ articles for a local environmental newsletter).. I am utterly lacking in the skills of art, so sadly can’t make pictures (though I love to receive art). There are examples of my work in previous Secret Santas, and on Archive of Our Own, where I am Tanist.

Let’s all have seasonal fun!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: wavewright62 on November 14, 2022, 03:47:34 PM
Halloo I'm in!  More details about what I like later, but in general I like fluff, humour & art.

Edit: Open to art or stories or edits - my familiar references outside of the Minnaverse include:
 :V webcomics Girl Genius, Namesake, Alice and the Nightmare, Tigress Queen, Between Failures
 :V books/series such as Queen's Thief, LotR, Old Kingdom Chronicles, His Dark Materials, Pern, the Lewis Carroll Alice books, Discworld, cookbooks, Ogden Nash's poetry
 :V TV shows such as Star Trek, Miraculous Ladybug, The Owl House, Derry Girls, Peanuts specials
 :V Original art! Love nature, cats, figurative work, urban scenery, gestural abstraction, ink drawings & prints, cartooning....
 :mikkel: Goncharov

I have a very short list of DNW: horror, anime references, romance (ships are fine & all, but not as primary focus)
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dmeck7755 on November 15, 2022, 12:34:40 PM
I would like to do this, but I am limited on what I will be able to "gift"

Interests food, cooking, recipes,  (I read cookbooks like novels ha ha), cats (I have a furry horde) Reading.  Because I joined the forum so late, I really enjoy people's art and writing.

I follow on discord (SSSS, Immaterial , which has absolutely lovely art. Suihira, Phantomarine thanks goes to linebyline for those..)

I like most things, mostly happy endings.  I do not do horror or gore.  (gives me nightmares)

Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Jitter on November 15, 2022, 06:00:17 PM
I’m in, and glad we are making this! Hopefully we’ll get a good number of participants.

I can gift a story, or some poetry. I could also do some light research / description of things Nordic, but then it would probably be overly obvious it’s me :) Unfortunately I can’t art.

I would love a sweet, happy and/or fun work, story or art, with fluff and maybe (not mandatory) some romance. I appreciate very different stories too, but for this challenge I’d like something happy :)

I would like to in particular ask @lwise to consider joining in addition to the usual suspects :) Your tales are delightful but you seldom participate in the events. Also @Mirasol, I’m hailing so that you don’t miss the announcement!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: thegreyarea on November 16, 2022, 09:11:51 AM
I'm in too!

I can do a story, or some art (you already know that, since I'm one of the "usual suspects" @Jitter mentioned... ;) ), and I would also love to have more people joining this, like @Vulpes , @JoB and @Nellie McEnt

I like... So many things! It would be a long list, including almost everything that's Science Fiction or Fantasy, particularly when it features interesting characters (but them who doesn't?).
Anyway my top 5 list would include:

Ian M. Banks' Culture (oh, big surprise!)
Star Trek (didn't follow DS9 or Picard, though)
Tolkien's works (Lord of The Rings, etc...)
Neil Gaiman's works (anything he created, the guy is brilliant)
George R.R. Martin's works (as long as the last season of GoT isn't mentioned)
H.P. Lovecraft's stories (ah, the atmosphere...)
Frank Herbert's Dune books (Such worldbuilding)
Stand Still Stay Silent (heard about it? The story is already finished, but the best of it continues at the SSSS Forum!)
David Brin
Terry Pratchett
Arthur C. Clarke
Robert A. Heinlein
...
What, it's more than 5? Oops...



Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: JoB on November 16, 2022, 10:58:36 AM
I could also do some light research / description of things Nordic, but then it would probably be overly obvious it’s me :)
... you could report on "the land where relentless heat scorches the sands (https://www.bbc.com/future/article/20221102-how-a-sand-battery-could-transform-clean-energy)" instead ... ?

and I would also love to have more people joining this, like @Vulpes , @JoB and @Nellie McEnt
Ooooff ... believe it or not, I'd very likely find it still easier to write a short story (and you know how long that's been by now) than jotting down any hints for my gifter. Ever heard of the guy where even his close relatives have no idea whatsoever what to buy him for Christmas or his birthday? Yup, that's me ...
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Mirasol on November 16, 2022, 02:13:34 PM
Thank you Jitter, I would have up and missed it again! :-[

I´d like to participate, but only if it´s okay to do something a little bit smaller. I´m a bit swamped in homework right now. :')
I can do art and stories, as usual. I could also bake cookies, but they have the tendency not to send virtually. :squirrelcookie: Also you´d probably all know it´s me.

As for things I´m interested in, I think Yoinktober illustrated once again quite well in which corner of the fandom-ocean I´m currently stranded in, plus all the usual things I´m obsessed with. :'D
Which would be: The Magnus Archives and the Mechanisms, Xenoblade Chronicles 3 (which I don´t know the ending of yet though, so, well), Splatoon, always the Legend of Zelda, How to train your Dragon, the Jurassic Park movies (dinosaur-animatronics!!!), Arcane, and SSSS of course and... I should probably stop now.
Don´t feel limited by this... already not very limited list. I´ll probably enjoy most things fantasy, sci-fi or horror.

Regular interests would be growing potted plants, cats, dragons, art and animation (but you probably guessed the last ones :P)

I don´t have any preference regarding what it´ll be about.
If you want to include ships (I don´t mind either way), anything that´s canon or a widely accepted headcanon is usually a safe bet with me, but don´t let that stop you.

The only request I really have is for it to be safe for work. But since this is hosted here that was probably a given anyways. :)
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: lwise on November 16, 2022, 03:01:37 PM
@Jitter, you are very kind, but group activities are too stressful for me to participate in.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Jitter on November 16, 2022, 04:13:30 PM
Yeah, I was actually thinking (unfortunately after I posted) that the Advent Calendar might be better, if you wanted to participate but with a bit less press. It’s not like the Secret Santa is a serious event either, but there is the element of “I want to be sure the giftee likes this”. Not that I have any doubts that anything written by you would disappoint :) But I have noticed you prefer to keep your own schedule.

This is also not meant to press you into participating into that one either, more like explaining the “mistake” I made here.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Vulpes on November 16, 2022, 07:41:00 PM
Gosh I'm flattered you'd call me out to participate, I've been so absent lately! I wish I could, but right now I'm so terribly behind on everything, I just know I'll be spending December catching my breath and catching up. Work has been bonkers. I scratch one item off the to-do list, and add two more. I hope I can poke my head in during December and enjoy some of the wonderful creativity, but I don't think I can commit.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: thegreyarea on November 17, 2022, 05:54:15 AM
...
Regular interests would be growing potted plants, cats, dragons, art and animation (but you probably guessed the last ones :P)
...
My dear @Mirasol , did you say growing potted... dragons? :)

(https://i.postimg.cc/dLDq5WPm/potted-dragon.jpg) (https://postimg.cc/dLDq5WPm)

(you may click to enlarge, but it's just a doodle)

Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Jitter on November 17, 2022, 04:27:04 PM
Grey!

(https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/rKleQt2FuJScfKOw5CFFAwZpi42TdN5n85DfwjfQOq8=w249-h239-no)
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Mirasol on November 19, 2022, 07:10:10 AM
My dear @Mirasol , did you say growing potted... dragons? :)

(https://i.postimg.cc/dLDq5WPm/potted-dragon.jpg) (https://postimg.cc/dLDq5WPm)

(you may click to enlarge, but it's just a doodle)

Oh my god I love that potted dragon!!! XoX XoX XoX

Now do I grow such mystical creatures? That depends... Do Snapdragons count? O_o
(Haha of course I grow neither potted dragons nor cats. :'D I just don´t properly reread my sentences. Although....)

Spoiler: potted... cat? • show
(https://i.postimg.cc/HxHZKr6p/pottedcatorsth-Mirasol.jpg)
(I know the heather is a bit too big for the pot, I just didn´t have a smaller one so it´ll have to do for now ^^')
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: LooNEY_DAC on November 20, 2022, 06:46:12 PM
Ahhhhh! I'm late!

So, I can do a story that everyone'll guess I wrote.

Likes: SSSStuff.
Dislikes: NSFW.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Keep Looking on November 29, 2022, 07:30:21 AM
Last call for signups in case anybody's missed it! I'll be closing signups and assigning secret santas tomorrow.

And thank you to the people who've already signed up! It's you who make this possible, of course.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Keep Looking on December 01, 2022, 07:55:22 AM
Alrighty! Signups are closed, and I've sent out everybody's secret santas. Thanks to everyone who's signed up to participate! Remember to send me your gifts by the 20th of December. Have fun!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: wavewright62 on December 20, 2022, 07:10:05 PM
*flops after finally getting my work done*
I forget how this runs - can we post the work on AO3 or other social media before the 31st, if the recipient has guessed correctly?
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Keep Looking on December 21, 2022, 03:10:04 AM
*flops after finally getting my work done*
I forget how this runs - can we post the work on AO3 or other social media before the 31st, if the recipient has guessed correctly?

Yes, I think that should be alright!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Keep Looking on December 24, 2022, 09:40:37 AM
Happy holidays, folks! All secret santas have been sent out. Let the guessening begin!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dmeck7755 on December 24, 2022, 09:59:26 AM
Do we just guess? or post our gift and let others guess also?  I am unsure how this works :)
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Jitter on December 24, 2022, 10:39:59 AM
I received this lovely poem!

GIFT FOR JITTER: A MIDWINTER DELIGHT

Mikkel to Sigrun: A Proposal

Dear Captain, come, share my Midwinter dream.
Here where we stand on your Norwegian Hills
Amid the snow and silence. Listen well
While I recount the thoughts that I would share.

We have lived through adventure, dangers, days
When there seemed little hope we might survive
Or ever come to safety with our lives.
Yet you stood by me, steady, brave and true.

I felt your fear, and yet no outward sign
Showed as you held that constant forward face
That led us out of danger and despair,
And into hope and life. Courage and and grace
You bring to all you do. Here, by your side,
As anchor, comfort, partner: let me bide!

My guess as to the maker of this is

Spoiler: show
Róisín
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dmeck7755 on December 24, 2022, 10:57:08 AM
I received this amazing story:

It's the middle of the night when you hear a soft tap, tap, tapping on your window. Peering outside, you see a flash of something silvery, streaking away towards your front door. Fumbling your way out of bed, you make your way through the house and crack open the front door, letting in a whoosh of outside air that smells like Christmastime, whatever that smells like for you. On your doorstep is a package. You pick it up, curious as to what is inside.

Spoiler: Selections from the narrative of a traveler in time as recounted to his friends • show

Spoiler: Arrival • show
The air was warm around me when I regained consciousness; I had certainly left winter behind with the 19th Century, but how many winters had interposed on my flight? When I went back to the machine, I found the dials had all popped their movements in the shock of the crash, so there was no help for me there.

I was sore all over, and even bleeding from a few minor cuts on my arms and face, but setting those aside I was all right. I would probably need some help in restoring my machine to properly working order, though, so I must needs do what I had intended to before the crash: find the natives and try to learn all I could about this fascinating future in which I found myself.

Having removed the control lever and thus rendered my machine immobile (or so I thought), I went off in search of aid, following the sound of running water, since I could see no works of man nearby. When I reached the swift river that was the source of the sounds I had followed, I beheld a frightful tableau.

Gathered around near a small waterfall were around a score of short blond people; they were so slight and androgynous that I couldn’t tell whether any individual in the group was male or female, but it was what they were all intently watching that caught my attention as well: there was a girl in the river, and she was in distress.

The girl was struggling against the current, obviously trying to reach the small waterfall, and losing. All the onlookers wore scornful expressions; not one face showed any hint of sympathy. I later learned that these folk were of the belief that all of their group should be as strong as possible; the weak were to suffer the consequences of their weakness rather than be aided by their stronger fellows. Ironically enough, this had led to a decline in their physical strength, as none of them wanted to try to do anything that might lead to a display of weakness. Thus, the desire to appear strong led to an ever-increasing indolence encouraged by their keepers—but that is a part of the tale I must save for later.

As I have said, the Eloi (for so I learned their name to be, though much later) were standing on the river banks watching the girl struggle to reach the falls. This vigil was kept in utter and profound silence until the girl gave a scream of despair and went under.

I could no longer stand aside, though I was alone in that regard. Being a fairly strong swimmer myself, it took only a few terrible moments for me to reach the girl’s limp form as the water carried it away. She’d given up when she’d failed, which aided my efforts to rescue her immensely.

Once I had her safely on the bank, I strove to empty her lungs of the water she’d inhaled when she’d surrendered. I succeeded well enough for her to begin coughing and retching up the rest after another few moments.

Once she had her breath back, the girl spoke, in a quiet yet musical voice. “Diolch i chi am achub fy mywyd. Edwina dwi. Rwy’n imiwn, ac rwy’n gweddio eich bod chi hefyd.”

I had not the least earthly idea of what she had said, and told her so. She frowned.

“Mae gen i rhywfaint o Saesneg, er gallai’m ei siarad. Edwina dwi. Gallwch fy ngalw’n Weena.” At my continued blank gaze, she repeated, in that slow, distinct way people use when talking to mental defectives, “Weena,” and gestured to her chest. It was only then that I realized that she was naked; I hurriedly put my smoking jacket around her, since I’d left it on the bank and it was dry.

The girl nodded her thanks and repeated, still gesturing at herself, “Weena.” Then she sniffed at the lapels of my smoking jacket; I believe it was the faint residual odor of tobacco lingering in the fabric that intrigued her.

I finally took the hint. “That’s what you’re called is it? Weena?” She nodded. “I don’t suppose you know the date right off the top of your head, do you?”

She looked at me, half in confusion, half in pity. “Ydych chi wedi bod yn crwydro’r gwyllt gyn hired nad ydych chi’n ymwybodol o’r amser? Y Flwyddyn Naw deg ydi hi.”

Whatever the tongue in which she spoke was, she spoke it beautifully. I wondered whether it was some distant descendant of English or whether some other language now ruled what had once been Great Britain. Either way, this must be the far future indeed.

The others were gathering around us by now, but they all kept at least six feet apart from us. Several of them jabbered quietly away at Weena; her answers seemed to satisfy them, for they gestured at me that I should accompany them…

Spoiler: The Eloi • show
The journey was much longer than I had anticipated, both in terms of distance and in how much time it took to get there, since we stopped every few hundred yards for the others to get their wind back. At one of these stops, they made me drink from a special pouch one of them produced; the taste told me that it was laudanum or some similar sleeping draught, but since Weena seemed to have no objections, I drank as much as they wanted me to. By the time they got me back to their main compound, I was barely awake enough to hear a gruff voice, less androgynous than the others, talking to Weena. “Mae wedi ei anafu, felly bydd yn rhaid iddo gael ei hunan ynysu nes y byddwn yn gwybod.” There was more—a fiery retort from Weena, at least, and I think a reply—but I was too far gone to make it out as I tumbled into unconsciousness.

My awakening this time was rather more disconcerting than the first: they’d stripped me naked and put me in a room that was not unlike a big box while I was unconscious; I was locked away in there for two weeks. My captors fed me through a slit in the door by the floor, but I never saw them, though I could feel them watching me all the time I was in there.

I was a bit confused by this enforced isolation at first, but then I remembered the extreme repulsion towards all things injured or diseased in even the minutest degree they had displayed during the trek here; certainly my confinement was long enough for my wounds to heal, since they were mostly superficial cuts and bruises.

In the room was a pad of rather delicate and aged paper and a most miraculous pen that never smeared, blotched, or ran dry, so I passed the time in writing many things: my plans to repair my machine; a few improvements based on the experiences of my trip; questions to ask the natives; and this account (only to this point, of course; I took pad and pen with me to write the rest).

After two full weeks had passed, the door to my cell opened and two large apparitions walked in; after a startled moment, I realized that they were Eloi in some kind of weird suits.

The suits reminded me strongly of the ones the oceanographers have begun to use recently on their deeper dives; thus encumbered, the two Eloi put me through a rigorous and comprehensive examination before they would give me my clothes. I must have passed by whatever criteria they held me to, since they allowed me my freedom as soon as I had donned my garments, now long since dry but rather bedraggled. I thought their laundresses must be only marginally competent at best.

Walking out of the chamber, I met Weena emerging from a similar room. She took my arm and led me forth through a labyrinth of corridors and into a great open space filled with tables around which the Eloi congregated to feast. Weena guided me to the one with the fewest seated at it.

Even after we seated ourselves, there was a little circle of empty space around me at the table; Weena was the only one to break into it. While I saw several of the Eloi direct disparaging looks her way, this tacit disapproval only seemed to heighten her resolve to stay at my side.

At last, one of the onlookers from earlier came to stand near Weena. Their conversation, like all the talk I heard in that land, was conducted softly; this time, I couldn’t make out a single word of what was said. The expression on Weena’s face, however, told me all I needed to know. She turned and slunk away into one of the corridors.

Through much prodding, I was able to tease out what was happening through gesticulations and attitudes in a dumbshow worthy of Grimaldi, the upshot being that since Weena had proved that she was weak but I had intervened and she lived, she was to be cast out of their society on the next morning.

I must confess that I did not take this news at all well; in fact, I stormed out from the Eloi compound into the open air, infuriated by their rejection of Weena. Since her kin were intent upon casting her out of her home, I was going to get my machine and bring Weena home with me.

The journey back took much less time, since there were no Eloi to slow me; I reckoned that I could drag my machine back to the main compound before dark, jump back to right after I left, and get Weena without any more troubles.

Of course, this plan was predicated on my being able to find my machine.

I stood there like an idiot until the sun had almost fully set before I made myself accept the truth: someone had taken my machine. The thieves had dragged it away, leaving clear marks for anyone who cared to see; obviously, they weren’t the least afraid of pursuit. I intended to make them regret this hubris.

The light was still bright enough for me to follow the gouges in the earth to a set of bronze doors set in the side of a building atop which sat a great Sphinx…

Spoiler: The Morlocks • show
The Great Sphinx seemed to sneer down at me as I stood contemplating the doors at its base. The whole building was seemingly without join, at least insofar as I could tell in the uncertain light, and from its base to the crown of the Sphinx’s head it must have risen at least sixty feet.

The doors bore no ornamentation, nor even a handle; they were sliding doors, and obviously meant to be opened and closed strictly from the inside. I could see that my plans needed some adjustment, and that those adjustments would be better contemplated out of my enemies’ view, so I went off to find a good place to spend the night.

Despite being no great shakes at pursuits in the Great Outdoors, I managed to locate and set up a decent enough campsite for myself. Once I was finished, however, there was nothing left to occupy my mind but the alternating problems of Weena and my machine.

I could not believe that it was the Eloi who had taken my machine, nor that the Great Sphinx was their handiwork; the Eloi compound was vastly different from that sullen mass, and the Eloi would never have managed to drag my machine so far without frequent pauses, which the tracks would have shown but didn’t. Instead, it looked like just one man had pushed my machine all the way into the Sphinx. I could have managed it myself, but none of the Eloi I’d seen could.

My campsite was in a clearing in the middle of a stand of trees and bushes, which I expected to act as my first line of defense since I had strewn sticks and branches around every avenue of approach. The wisdom of this plan was borne out when I heard someone approaching.

Since I knew the direction from which they were approaching, arranging an ambush was child’s play; I simply hid myself adjacent to their line of travel and waited. There was only one of them that I could see, and a small one at that. When the small figure reached the right point, I jumped out from my hiding place and grabbed… Weena.

I was amazed. The doorkeepers at the Eloi compound hadn’t wanted to let me leave, even before sunset; despite my not understanding their language, they had given me to understand that there was something in the dark that they feared above all else. My fury had been so great, however, that they’d let me past at last.

Weena had dared the darkness to make sure I was safe.

I had, of course, frightened her badly by my ambush, but when I lit a match, she was transfixed; I gathered matches were not the commonplace they were in my day. This was borne out by the fact that I had never seen the source of any of the lights in the Eloi compound; presumably, they were artificial, perhaps after the manner of Mr Edison’s bulbs.

When I blew the match out, Weena babbled something that almost certainly meant, “Do it again, please!” I didn’t have so many matches with me that I could afford to waste any more for sheer amusement’s sake, so I shook my head and led her back to the campsite proper.

Weena babbled something at me again, but this time my ears picked out a word that sounded different. “Morlocks?” I asked her. “Is that the name of whatever it is you’re all so afraid of?” She nodded, her eyes still wide with fear. “Well, I’m sure what I’m about to do will keep them away.”

There was enough kindling and such around the campsite for a hundred such fires as the one I built to ward off Weena’s fears. She was fascinated by it; like the match I had lit for her before, the sight of it seemed to drive the fear out of her in a heartbeat, so I pulled her into my arms and held her until she slept.

The fire was burning low when the white things crept out of the darkness and attacked us. Now, I had been expecting something of the kind, so I’d left Weena by the fire as bait while I watched from a nearby tree; that was how I got the jump on them.

The vague white forms fled at my approach; evidently, they didn’t like prey that fought back. Their retreat was as nearly noiseless as their approach had been.

“Meow.”

Surprised by the homely sound, I looked back over at the fire. Perhaps a dozen cats had materialized on and around Weena, the first animal life I had seen in this place. They regarded me steadily but without fear or hostility as I made my way back, and Weena looked comfortable with their presence, so I simply built the fire back up again and slid back next to Weena…

Spoiler: The Culling • show
The pride of felines was still with us in the morning, and Weena and I were both quite content with their company. Unfortunately, the problem of my machine remained, so I couldn’t afford to play the day away as Weena so obviously expected.

Both Weena and the cats came with me on my trip to examine the Sphinx, though I was the only one to approach it at all closely. It looked even more impregnable in the daylight than it had in the twilight, and eventually I was forced to give it up.

“Meow.” One of the cats trotted off, the others following in its wake. Weena looked at me expectantly, so I followed as well. These were certainly quite aberrant cats, but then, they probably were much more highly evolved than the cats I had known in my time.

Weena needed to stop several times to get her wind back, but the cats always waited for us to catch up before darting on. The striking difference between their behavior and that of even the most domestic of cats from my day impressed itself upon me again, but only briefly.

The cats led us to what looked like a well; a glance around showed it was one of a number of similar small structures in the vicinity. When I looked down the shaft, I could see a series of metal protrusions conveniently placed to be hand- and footholds, while the breeze I felt indicated that these shafts served both as entry points and as ventilators for some great works below them.

I was certain that the key to retrieving my machine lay at the bottom of the shaft, so I positioned myself to descend, despite strong objections from Weena. I had barely begun the climb down when my head began to pound with the force of a mental imperative hammering into my brain.

“cOmE tO uS.” The command repeated itself over and over in my head, but, exerting my will to the utmost, I defied it.

Weena didn’t. She stood and walked into a stream of other Eloi answering the herder’s call to the slaughter pens. How else could she have behaved? The Eloi had been trained to do thus since birth, though they would only truly do so once in their lives. I raced to catch her, to break her free from the inimical summons, but I was too far behind, and this time, none of the somnambulists were pausing to catch their breath.

It was really like the streams of Eloi had simply risen from the ground in answer to the mental compulsion; I certainly hadn’t realized there were so many of them in the vicinity. Their sheer numbers made finding Weena impossible, the cats being no help at all in this matter, as they had all puffed up into nearly spherical balls of hissing fury. And all the time, the call continued.

The bronze doors were open to receive the influx of nourishment; the Eloi were so thick that I couldn’t see my machine. I saw Weena, though, in the middle of the crowd, a moment before the doors slid shut…

Spoiler: The Battle in the Dark • show
It only seemed a matter of seconds before I was back at the well and clambering up so I could clamber down to save Weena. While none of the Eloi were trying to help me, none were fool enough to hinder me, either.

There was still a gloomy light around where the wells debouched me, and I was able to see enough to find my way to where the victims were being herded; of course, the mental call actually assisted in this as well.

I was making no particular effort to hide, and as soon as I saw Weena, she saw me; apparently the sight was enough to get her to break free from the herders, who promptly came after the two of us. You all know that, while a bit out of practice now, at one time I interested myself in the study of the art of self-defense, and the herders learned that such study is never totally forgotten.

I felt the pressure of the mental call shift in a new direction. “dEsTrOy AnD bE fReE” was the new command, and it was rather obvious that I was the one to be destroyed. The Eloi surged towards Weena and me, but they were so slow, weak and clumsy as not to pose any real threat save by weight of numbers, which they had. They wouldn’t if I could find a way to free them, though.

The compulsion had faltered significantly when I had been beating the herders earlier, so I could only think that the best way to break the new compulsion would be to do as I had intended to already: locate and thrash each and every one of the cannibals that I could find.

I never saw more than two or three of the Morlocks at a time aboveground, though in my subterranean battles, I know that I fought many more. They were slight enough that I could pick them up and fling them at each other, but they were horribly strong.

The chief weapon and advantage I possessed was my box of matches, since the Morlocks were terribly sensitive to light. I could throw a lit match at them and attack while the brief flare had left them blind and stupid. On the other hand, my matchbox was getting frightfully empty as I tore through the Morlocks. I needed something more lasting, more potent.

In the fleeting light from my penultimate incendiary, I saw some sticks about the right size for torches in a pile; I had no idea why they were there, but that didn’t stop me from grabbing one and putting the last of my matches to it.

As it stubbornly refused to ignite, I demanded of Weena, “Give me something to burn; this is my last match.” She immediately tore one of the sleeves from her blouse and tossed it one the end of the brand I was trying to ignite.

The torch flared into life and became a burning brand for me to brandish. As some of the other Eloi broke free of the fading mental calls, they grabbed sticks of their own and lit them from mine, and soon, the whole area was free of the Morlocks.

It really seemed as though the whole place had been designed to be as inflammable as possible; even the liquid in the open drains lit up when a spark reached it.

I led my small army back up through the wells into the open air, all of us coughing and wheezing from the ever-thickening smoke. The cats welcomed us, and even accompanied us back to my campsite.

The next morning, one of the others pulled me back over to where I could see the Great Sphinx. The bronze doors were fully open, and my machine was in plain view…

Spoiler: The Final Trap • show
I knew it was supposed to be a trap, but I still had the control lever on me, so I also knew that the Morlocks had given me more of an opportunity than they were aware. I called for Weena to follow me and raced into the yawning opening. I even reached my machine before the Morlocks decided to spring the trap.

The bronze doors slammed shut right before Weena got to them. I heard her pounding on the metal in her desperation to reach me.

Then I smelled the Morlocks.

The blackness was absolute, and I was out of matches or any other means to illuminate the chamber they’d trapped me in, but their stench was unmistakable.

They were fast but they were also almost repugnantly soft; whenever one of my blows landed, I felt flesh give way. I landed blows that cracked a Morlock’s skull more than once, but there always seemed to be another one slipping in to gnaw at me.

Finally I was able to get into the saddle and screw the lever into position, whereupon the panel’s dim lights shone forth like braziers burning in the gloom, revealing where my enemies were. As another Morlock jumped at me, shielding its eyes against the light, I set the machine in motion and effected my escape.

I had noticed on my earlier trip that my progress through time was accompanied by a slow but perceptible movement in space, a movement that I had neither anticipated nor desired, but which was to be my salvation. Just slipping backward a day or so was enough to get me out of the chamber and clear of the Great Sphinx; immediately I had brought the machine to a gentle stop, I pushed the machine away from the Sphinx, remounted the saddle, and set the machine to creep forward until I saw Weena at the doors.

I almost hadn’t moved the machine far enough: the machine was barely a quarter of an inch away from the bronze doors. Before I could contemplate what would have happened if I’d been a foot closer, Weena had turned and seen me. She and maybe a dozen others lifted the machine with me still inside and took me away from the Sphinx.

Weena sobbed as I held her. “Rwy’n dy garu di! Peidiwch byth a gwneud hynny i mi eto!”

I kept making soothing noises to her until the storm was finally past.

All of us were welcomed back into the Eloi compound, though via another fortnight’s sojourn in the isolation cells; this time, they let Weena stay with me.

There are many things I have yet to learn about this place, and apparently many things that I can teach the Eloi, if they’ll let me…

Spoiler: The Epilogue • show
This is the substance of the tale the Time Traveler set down (for the handwriting is certainly his), but the mystery of its appearance in a trunk that had mouldered in some attic since the 1790s is, I fear, beyond solving, since the final pages were ruined by water sometime in the interim…




I wish to thank the person who wrote this for me.  I truly enjoyed it.
My guess is:
Spoiler: show
Grey!!
BTW, It has been years since I read the time machine.  Like your version better :)
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dmeck7755 on December 24, 2022, 11:03:16 AM
I received this lovely poem!

GIFT FOR JITTER: A MIDWINTER DELIGHT

Mikkel to Sigrun: A Proposal

Dear Captain, come, share my Midwinter dream.
Here where we stand on your Norwegian Hills
Amid the snow and silence. Listen well
While I recount the thoughts that I would share.

We have lived through adventure, dangers, days
When there seemed little hope we might survive
Or ever come to safety with our lives.
Yet you stood by me, steady, brave and true.

I felt your fear, and yet no outward sign
Showed as you held that constant forward face
That led us out of danger and despair,
And into hope and life. Courage and and grace
You bring to all you do. Here, by your side,
As anchor, comfort, partner: let me bide!

My guess as to the maker of this is

Spoiler: show
Róisín


Beautiful poem.  I have not read any prose from the person you guessed, so I will just enjoy it and remain silent
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: thegreyarea on December 24, 2022, 11:31:06 AM
Wow, so many amazing gifts! <3 And I got one myself!!!

Spoiler: Open the Door • show
Somebody is Very Upset

Lalli heard it first.

Someone was upset.

Very upset – the longer the string of curses got, the more Lalli was tempted to cover his ears to shut out the onslaught.  Then he noticed Onni looking in the direction of the cursing, his perpetual frown deepening.

The cursing was coming from somewhere behind where he was seated.  Emil had chosen the wide sofa in the middle of the room, and Lalli sat on the floor next to him, resting his back on that sofa.  He’d been fidgeting with the cube they'd picked up at Kolinportti. (Someday he would figure out how it worked.)

The stupid Icelander was somewhere behind him, no doubt trying to brush out his stupid hair after sauna.  That might be who Onni was frowning at?  He couldn’t turn around and look, because the idiot and all of his stupid hair would come over and try to speak Finnish to them and he’d get his stupid hair everywhere.

Looking around surreptitiously, Lalli saw Emil's expression hadn’t changed; he was still flushed and particularly vacant-looking while relaxing after sauna, but managed a smile when Lalli looked at him. Most of the people in the inn's common room within his vision looked similarly undisturbed by the escalating imprecations upon all of the ancestors of whomever had offended them.  The innkeeper's daughter was frowning, but then again she'd had the bad judgement to be playing cards with the big Dane.  He was probably cheating her.

Ah.  A spirit, then.  Not a grossling – the cursing was coherent, at any rate.  Old Satan and all of their body parts were getting around somebody's whole family, that much was certain.

Onni had needed a good place to rest after going after Grandma on his own, and Lalli could keep an eye on Onni.  This inn was old and had a full complement of spirits of its own, as well as a healthy population in the forest, river and lake surrounding it.  The innkeepers looked after the spirits, and they in turn helped keep things running smoothly.  It was a decent enough place to spend the winter, away from Keuruu.

It was a pity some people in their party didn't see it that way.  Sigrun had been obnoxiously vocal at first about being 'stuck' here when they’d missed the last boat out.  Lalli couldn’t see what was so great about Norway anyway – they didn’t even have a sauna in her barracks over there.  At least she had the good sense to enjoy taking sauna here.

As though on cue, Sigrun came striding across the common room dressed in a bathrobe, fresh from sauna.  She was holding one of the little pottles from the dining hall, scooping out something with her finger and licking it happily. Lalli realised what was happening even as he heard Onni's sharp intake of breath next to him.

That crazy Norwegian woman was eating the rice pudding the innkeepers had left for the saunatonttu, the spirit who looked after the sauna!

(https://i.imgur.com/dzVG0Zb.jpeg)

Thank you so much, mysterious author, for this marvelous gift! I really enjoyed both the story and the drawing, and there's a smile fixed on my face! :)
And my guess about the author is:
Spoiler: show
Wave, unless someone else learned to draw just like her! :D

As for Jitter's gift, I feel she guessed right :)
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: LooNEY_DAC on December 24, 2022, 01:11:35 PM
/me is happy

Here's the gift I got:
Spoiler: Open the Package • show

Reynir's winter

When they got stuck in Finland, Reynir was bummed out at first. Admittedly, there were good sides to it. He now had the perfect excuse for why he couldn’t immediately return home, so he braved his mum and let her know he was safe and sound. With any luck, she would cool down before he got back. Well, maybe not completely, but it just might save him from being disowned.

Autumn was a pleasant surprise. The autumn colours at home were beautiful, of course. But when the trees changed colour to gold, orange, yellow… it was magical. Also, it again reminded him that he was all the time surrounded by trees, a miracle in itself. Funny how easy it was to get used to something that grand so quickly.

After the leaves had fallen and the weather got colder, Reynir was expecting another winter like the last one in the Silent World. Sitting inside, still somewhat cramped (at least it won’t be anything like the Cattank), and probably getting very very bored. No life-threatening attacks were to be expected. Which was good. Very, very good. Just the way it should be. He did not miss adventure one bit! It was great to be able to have a breather! Still, it would have been good to have something to Help with.

The first snow came, and… stayed. Then there was more. And more. Reynir was delighted. At home they got snowfall, of course, but usually it melted quickly. And even when it stayed on the ground, the incessant Arctic winds would freeze you to the core. Reynir had been up north visiting some relatives, and they had lots of snow, but there the wind was even worse! But here, it was beautiful. Snow covered the trees, the houses, the ice (the lake had frozen over and was already strong enough to walk on) and everything in a pristine whiteness quite unlike anything else.

He had made friends with the town children. Being from southern Iceland he hadn’t learned to ski. At first, he was a bit embarrassed to train with the kids, but it was so nice that he soon forgot his worries. There were skiing lanes all around the islands, so it was easy to get around after he got the hang of it. Sometimes Lalli and Emil let him tag along with them, and sometimes even Onni went out with him. Skiing on the lake in bright sunshine was incredibly lovely. Reynir was starting to understand why everybody else but the Icelanders liked winter so much (being relatively free of trolls also helped of course).

The best of the best about winter were the days when the snow was just soft enough to make snowballs. The kids built snowmen. Reynir started to build one of his own, but it kept getting bigger and bigger! The children gathered around to see what he was making. He added several arms.

“Hey, Renni, what is it? It has too many hands!”

“It is a very bad troll!” Reynir’s Finnish was bad, but the children mostly understood him.

“Oh wow, really? Have you seen a troll?”

“I have seen very many trolls! They can look very scary. Like this!” He added large eyes and a gaping mouth, with many teeth. “Be careful! It will EAT you!” The children screamed with delight.

As was to be expected, at some point the children decided to attack the snow troll with snowballs. Some of the snowballs “accidentally” landed on Reynir too. Soon there was a full battle ongoing!

Now a new enemy approached! Reynir hid into the shrubbery, readying his aim. Just… a little… closer… SMACK! Direct hit on Onni’s mane! Tee hee hee! Reynir was crouching behind the bushes, and Onni only saw the kids.

But Onni had knew that the town kids would never dare to throw a snowball at a noita, a Hotakainen no less, so he figured out what must have happened. He had played snow war too! He pretended to scold the kids and walked away, only to circle around and approach the battlefield from another direction. And yes of course, here was Reynir, squatting in his fort, next to the ugliest snowman Onni had ever seen. This was almost easy. Almost. Onni breathed just a few words, and suddenly the snow troll started shaking and teetering, and fell on top of Reynir with a satisfying SMACK. Reynir yelped and spluttered but seeing Onni smirking at him he scooped a handful of snow to retaliate. Unfortunately, he missed, hitting Sigrun instead.

“Why you little… This is mutiny! I’ll show you!” Sigrun was ready for battle!

Soon the entire team was running around and dodging, whilst trying to hit everyone else. Sigrun had the most accurate arm, and Emil had the best evasive dives. Lalli was the best at sneaking around and shoving a snowball right down one’s jacket. It was complete mayhem!

After everyone was thoroughly covered in snow, Sigrun finally declared the battle to be over. It was time for sauna to warm up. And maybe some nettle tea. Reynir loved the winter in Finland. What good luck that they had missed the last ship out!


/me is happy

...Oh, wait. I was supposed to drop a guess as to the gifter. Hmmmmmmm.

/me is thinking

/me has no clue... yet
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Jitter on December 24, 2022, 04:14:14 PM
I agree with Dmeck as to the writer of that tale :) And with Grey’s guess about his gift as well.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Mirasol on December 24, 2022, 05:45:51 PM
I got a gift!!! And it´s so cool!!! I´ve been grinning for the past ten minutes!!!

(http://i.imgur.com/ahuSBeb.gif?1)

Here it is: :sparkle: :sparkle: :sparkle:

(https://i.postimg.cc/sfYRDhxj/SSSS-ARCANE.png)

Thank you thank you thank you, dear gifter!!!
Look at the Notoros! And the little Sleipnope! And the Kade, dead bird inclusive! And the crew! Aaah, I´m noticing more details everytime I look! And all of it in Jinx´s grafitti-style!

But who made this...? I´m really not sure...
Spoiler: show
perhaps it was dmeck?
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dmeck7755 on December 24, 2022, 06:08:02 PM
Mirasol,

That is amazing artwork.  Unfortunately it is not me.  It is amazing and beautiful.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: wavewright62 on December 24, 2022, 06:30:45 PM
Guessing, schmessing, lookit at this amazing gift
Spoiler: show
Mirasol!
made meeeeee

What if the Owl House was set in the World of SSSS...

... and the characters lived in Y105 Saimaa instead of the Boiling Isles?

(https://i.postimg.cc/NMH3D1C1/Secret-Santa22for-Wavewright.png)

Spoiler: Characters • show

Edalyn Clawthorne, Eyes of Barn Owls
Age .................. mid-forties
Nationality ...... Finn
Immunity ........ yes
Profession ....... Sentinel Mage, stationed at the Vuohisaari-station
Luonto ............. Barn Owl
Languages ...... :fi:
While she of course does care a lot about the security of the area (and various freeloaders) she has to protect, her job is also an excellent excuse to hoard Old-World-things.

Hooty, Familiar
Age .................. 6? At least Eda found him 6 years ago
Species ............ Barn Owl
Profession ....... scaring off trolls and everyone else who wants to bother Eda, arguing with Lilith´s Raven
Languages ...... Hoot!
He was simply there one day. Legend has it he has singlehandedly killed a troll once. At least he must have gotten those bones from somewhere…

Owlbert
Age .................. 2 years
Species ............ Pygmy Owl
Profession ....... being adorable
Languages ...... Hoot
Not a familiar, just an owl that fell out of his nest as a baby and was taken in by Eda. Her favorite child, who never gets in trouble for anything.

Luz Noceda
Age .................. 14 years
Nationality ...... Finn (Norwegian?)
Immunity ........ yes
Profession ....... "student" (pretty much adopted daughter) of the Owl Sentinel
Fylgia ............. Dog
Languages ...... :fi: (native), :is: :es: (a bit)
Eda ran into her in the Silent World when she was a toddler and took her in. Her biggest dream is to become a powerful mage like the Owl Sentinel. Something that became a lot easier once they realized she can´t cast spells because her parents must have been foreigners. She´s a Seiðkona!

The King of Trolls (King)
Age .................. presumably as old as Luz
Species ............ hard to tell. Some kind of dog?
Profession ....... Luz´s Fylgia
Languages ...... Languages don´t exist in the dreamworld
A Fylgia with delusions of grandeur. Namely, that he could take down every Rashling in the world himself! So long as it´s in the Dreamworld, at least. And preferably from his vantage point on Luz´s shoulder. Tiny legs, you know?

Lilith Clawthorne, Eyes of Ravens
Age .................. late-forties
Nationality ...... Finn
Immunity ........ yes
Profession ....... Sentinel Mage, stationed at the Mustinsaari-station
Luonto ............. Raven
Languages ...... :fi: :is:
She takes her profession very seriously. No time for fooling around with treasure hunting, or placing aesthetics above safety, or – okay, the staff is kinda cool…

The White Raven
Age .................. 7 years
Species ............ a regular raven that happens to be white
Profession ....... screeching in the middle of the night, arguing with Hooty
Languages ...... Caw!
Lilith´s favorite familiar who she has raised herself. This name is more akin to a title, suitably mysterious for his station at the side of one of the country´s most powerful mages. His actual name is something way more cutesy only the Raven Sentinel is allowed to call him.

Amity Blight
Age .................. 14 years
Nationality ...... Finn
Immunity ........ no
Profession ....... student of the Raven Sentinel
Luonto ............. Brown Bear
Languages ...... :fi: :is:
The youngest child of a famous mage couple who set their kids very high standarts. Not being immune only made her twice as determined to meet them.


The Saimaa defense council has put their plan to station more Sentinel Mages around Saimaa (http://sssscomic.com/comic2.php?page=178) to practice in Y92, having the inhabited area safeguarded by a total of twelve powerful mages, with the original four to oversee two of the new ones each.

(https://i.postimg.cc/SxVkY7HR/Y100-Saimaa-Map.png)

settlements / Sentinel Stations / Eda & Lilith´s stations

:sparkle: :sparkle: Happy Holidays, Wave! :sparkle: :sparkle:
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: wavewright62 on December 24, 2022, 06:44:36 PM
dmeck, I'm guessing your story was penned by
Spoiler: show
LooNEY!


Mirasol, I'm guessing your drawing was by
Spoiler: show
thegreyarea!


I'm a little less certain about LooNEY's gift, but I think it may be from
Spoiler: show
dmeck...  No, wait, they relax with nettle tea - I'll bet that's Jitter!




grey guessed correctly, 'tis moi, but yeah, the drawing style gave it away
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Róisín on December 24, 2022, 10:11:02 PM
Jitter, you guessed right! I like the idea of Mikkel as Sigrun’s loving and supportive husband (having been blessed with such a man myself, I know my own good luck!) These days my Star is ill and frail but I care for him in thanks for all the years he held home base for me while I adventured.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Jitter on December 25, 2022, 06:17:05 AM
Thank you Róisín, it’s a beautiful poem!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Mirasol on December 26, 2022, 09:13:44 AM
Mirasol, I'm guessing your drawing was by
Spoiler: show
thegreyarea!


Spoiler: show
Hm, I agree. I was torn between guessing dmeck or Grey, but since two people thought dmeck´s gift to have been done by Grey I ruled him out in the end. But since it wasn´t dmeck who made my gift, I´ll also guess Grey now. :)


And yeah, you´re right, I made yours.
A little crossover I´ve been toying with for a while, but didn´t think the two fandoms overlapped enough that anyone would care about it haha. So I jumped at the chance. ^^' I hope you like it!

I´ve finally had the time to look at some of the other gifts. They´re all amazing!
I agree with Wave´s guess as to who made Looney´s story. I´ve yet to read dmeck´s gift, so I can´t guess that one yet. The others have all been guessed correctly already, I believe.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dmeck7755 on December 26, 2022, 09:22:28 AM
Spoiler: show


I had not read any of  LooNEY's non-Filk stories, so I went and read a bunch.  The writing style could be a match for my story.  So I agree that  LooNEY wrote my story and Grey did Mirasol's art.  Both are very excellent.  I need to go back and read more Fan fiction now :)

Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: thegreyarea on December 26, 2022, 11:46:27 AM
After some rereading my guesses about Looney and dmeck's gifts now match what has been said:
Spoiler: show
The time traveler story sounds like Looney work by the way it's structured, and Looney's gift really looks like Jitter's writing.


As for Mirasol's...
Spoiler: show
Yes, I confess. It was me. And, my dear Mirasol, I'm very very happy that you liked it! ^-^

I watched Arcane because Mira once said she was so much in it, and one day my daughter saw me watching and said "Wait, are you watching Arcane? Not without me!" She had already, but we watched together, and it was really nice as a father-daughter thing and because the show is visually stunning.

So when I learned that Mira was my "target" I knew it had to be something Arcane related! :)

And thanks to that I now have a folder filled with Arcane related art! ;)
I must emphasize, however, that Mira's gift is, in large part, an edit, made using pieces of the show's original art, as you can see below:

This is the original art that I used to make the background:
(https://i.postimg.cc/hjQ5RmYq/thibaut-granet-03.jpg) (https://postimg.cc/k69cx29j)

And this is the background after much editing:
(https://i.postimg.cc/QM9bF3JQ/background-edited.jpg) (https://postimg.cc/B83DzRyb)

Then I had to add Jinx, that I got from a character sheet:
(https://i.postimg.cc/ZYFLBjpM/Jinx-character-sheet.jpg) (https://postimg.cc/NLFXZ6N6)
And her sister Vi:
(https://i.postimg.cc/kXJvx8yX/Vi-character-sheet.jpg) (https://postimg.cc/XXP5WrhT)

Next I added the sisters, and edited them to be holding hands (something that's yet to happen in the show):
(https://i.postimg.cc/Yqdf89XN/background-Jinx-and-Vi.jpg) (https://postimg.cc/nCQDhHfM)

After that it was a matter of drawing (more or less) in Jinx's style to create the tree, our team, their enemies a few more things that came to my mind, like "crazy santa", to reach the desired effect: Mirasol's gift!
(https://i.postimg.cc/sfYRDhxj/SSSS-ARCANE.png) (https://postimg.cc/c6LzF6f2)

And after all that I remembered that I forgot to add, among the grafittis, the very first one that I intended to draw, a squirrel cookie...

Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Jitter on December 26, 2022, 03:35:16 PM
You guys are right, Looney’s is mine. And after having seen Mirasol’s I also deducted it must be Grey’s and therefore the time traveler story to be Looney’s, who excels with a wide variety of stories!

Great work everyone! And thank you Keep for running this!

(https://imgur.com/ZVlPSyU.png)

Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: LooNEY_DAC on December 26, 2022, 07:48:15 PM
I had not read any of  LooNEY's non-Filk stories, so I went and read a bunch.  The writing style could be a match for my story.  So I agree that  LooNEY wrote my story and Grey did Mirasol's art.  Both are very excellent.

So, about the story...

Spoiler: show
I forced made let someone else read it, and the comments from them and from here suggest I should clarify.

It's a crossover between the 1960 Time Machine movie and SSSS. The Morlocks are a group of related trolls farming the Eloi. The language of the Eloi is Welsh, carefully vetted by @Gwenno for silly errors; I intended that to be a joke in re the oblivious nature of late 19th century Londoners to anything outside their bailiwick. Below are translations of what was said:

Mae gen I rhywfaint o Saesneg, er gallai'm ei siarad. I have some English, though I cannot speak it.
Ydych chi wedi bod yn crwydro'r gwyllt gyn hired nad ydych chi'n ymwybodol o'r amser? Have you been wandering the wilds so long that you don't know the time?
Y Flwyddyn Naw deg ydi hi. It is the Year Ninety.
Edwina dwi. I'm Edwina.
Gallwch fy ngalw'n Weena. You can call me Weena.
Rwy'n imiwn, ac rwy'n gweddio eich bod chi hefyd. I am immune, and I pray that you are as well.
Diolch i chi am achub fy mywyd. I thank you for saving my life.
Mae wedi ei anafu, felly bydd yn rhaid iddo gael ei hunain ynysu nes y byddwn yn gwybod. He's wounded, so he'll have to go into isolation until we know. [I put isolation because quarantine came out too close]
Rwy’n dy garu di! I love you! [I knew that one already, from the same source that I learned about love-spoons]
Peidiwch byth a gwneud hynny i me eto! Never do that to me again!

I wanted to be more explicit about some of it, but it was already nearly 4300 words, so...


I'm glad you like it.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dmeck7755 on December 26, 2022, 09:16:16 PM
LooNEY,
I liked it very much.  I thank you very much for it.  I think everyone else enjoyed it also. 

Plus.  Thank you for the translations.  You story was written well, so I was able to gain inference from. The other content. 

The translations are like icing

Than you
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: thegreyarea on December 27, 2022, 05:53:28 AM
That's one nice job, Looney! I could never put that much story in such few words. I 'd use 4300 just for the first part.  ;D

And Welsh... I know nothing of it, so I could swear you had just hit a bunch of random keys to make that unintelligible garble. Now I have another fine option, besides Finnish, for an "alien" language. :)

(no offense to Welsh speakers. It's their language, and I respect it. It's just so strange on my ears/eyes...)

Many thanks to Keep, that ran this, and everybody else that made it amazing, and Wave, that made my wonderful gift!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Jitter on December 27, 2022, 06:00:56 AM
Looney, it was great! I don’t know the Time Machine well, but the tone of the Time Traveller works well and communicates his (? I’m sure it’s a he although it doesn’t say) enthusiastic arrogance. I have heard of the Morlocks though.

I recognized it as Welsh :) It looks more exotic in writing than it sounds.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Keep Looking on December 27, 2022, 06:23:05 AM
I'm glad people are enjoying their gifts and also the guessing!

Róisín has asked me to post her gift here because she was struggling to get it to load (the gift or possibly the site), and also says that her guess at a gifter is Jitter.

Spoiler: Open the Door • show

To best get into the mood for the solstice We have a multimedia presentation.

This song always moves me for some reason.  This particular group does an amazing job.  This will get us in the mood for the adventure that awaits us.

https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-1-e&q=gregorian+walking+in+the+air#fpstate=ive&vld=cid:406ba6e2,vid:Km2PJ9JWwmk (https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-1-e&q=gregorian+walking+in+the+air#fpstate=ive&vld=cid:406ba6e2,vid:Km2PJ9JWwmk)

—-------------------------------------------------------
The folklore of the deer mother goes back to neolithic peoples in Mongolia and Siberia.  Women were the shamans and seers. Most people associate xmas with a stag, but the female reindeer is larger and does not shed her antlers in the winter.  She carries the sun to the northern lands in her antlers.  (Some have her carry the sun, some say her daughter is the sun goddess. I prefer she is carrying the sun)

(https://i.postimg.cc/76mMsxCC/Coloring-11-24-2022-14-39-PM.jpg)

Mother deer


I have written for you a SSSS version of the deer mother.  I do hope you like it.  May you have a joyous yule/solstice.
—-------------------------------------------------
She was tired.  It was dark and she felt that she would not be able to move on.  Where is the sun?  She should have been here by now.

Well maybe not.   What if she succumbed to the illness?  Our world is dying, that would speed its destruction. 

As she thought about her next steps a raggard woman stepped into the clearing.  She was dressed in red and you can barely see the white spots on her dress. "Mother Deer, at last I found you!  Sister Sun has been captured and we need to free her. Please help me."
 
She had not heard anyone address her in a very long time.  She looked at the woman.  She did not have any signs of the disease, she was middle aged and very gaunt, but her eyes.. Her eyes help power and a spirit that would not be suppressed.

"The world is dead.  We are no longer needed."

"You can't say that.  Do you really believe that?  You are here which tells me different.   We need you more than ever.  You, who brings the sun to our people.  You, whose children nourish us and help us.  There are less of us, but we need you more than ever before.  Please help me rescue Sister Sun."

"I cannot fly any more, I am tired. "

"I have brought food.  She reaches in and brings out various forms of lichen and her favorite, the red and white mushrooms.  She realized the woman's dress looked like the mushroom.  She was pleased that she remembered the old ways "

"Why are some different?"

"These mushrooms have been treated so I can ingest them.  I brought these for you which are fresh.  They will help you fly and we will rescue the sun."

(https://miro.medium.com/max/720/0*pP6CvRckoOJOWuJK)

She was very hungry and these spotted mushrooms were her favorite.  She greedily ate what the woman presented. 

"I will help you, but I do not know where Sister Sun has been taken"

"I will cast a Scrying so we can find her.  If we wait too long, we will forever be in darkness and life will end."

The woman had some small branches and a piece of flint.  She started a small fire in a small outcropping of rock.  This place is sacred, this will help me.  Mother Deer lay next to the woman, as she started to sing and chant very softly.  She put some of the treated mushrooms in a pan and melted snow and ate and drank the mixture.

She faded in and out of consciousness and Deer Mother saw her moving between planes.  She followed.

They came upon a cave with all manner of beasts and monsters near it.  She heard laughing.  They passed quietly, some of the monsters were alerted and started to look for them.  Inside it was warm and dark.  In the corner was a cauldron and a little of Sister Sun's light was seeping out.  It was so low, that it did not affect the creatures laughing in the cave.  "Once we weaken her we will finish the potion, the world will be plunged into darkness and we can then eat the warmth of the sun.  We will then rule this plane.  We will destroy all humans and creatures here.  All will be ours!!.... What is that?  I hear something, smell something.  It smells like human.  Find it, destroy it!"

The woman and mother deer barely escaped.  They found a side entrance and were able to secretly exit. Mother Deer was worried that the creature could sense them.  They were back in the rocky outcropping.  Deer mother was furious!!  "How dare they!  They cannot be allowed to succeed.  I will stop them even if it takes my dying breath! They can sense our spirits also. How do you plan to rescue Sister Sun?"

"I have some old world weapons.  We can creep to the cave, I will destroy the guards.  You will knock over the cauldron.  You must take Sister Sun back to the sky.  Together you will bring life back to our world."

"What about you?  You will be in great danger" 

"Remember me.  Tell the story to all about our brave deed. My life was dedicated to this task. Also here is the last of the mushrooms, so you can fly high and long"

They made it to the cave.  True to her word, the woman brazenly walked in the clearing.  The beasts and monsters stared and laughed at the woman.  "You will make a good lunch!"

"You will find I am not an easy target."  With that she lobbed a grenade at the concentration of monsters. 

They were furious, the woman was singing and her words had power.  Many fell.  Those that did not were stopped by the old world weapons.  Deer Mother had one chance.  She snuck into a side entrance she saw.  It was very small, and she barely fit.  She was able to make it to the chamber where Sister sun was kept.

Mother Deer was about 10m above the chamber.  She saw that many of the monsters were running out to take care of the woman.  She was sad that the woman probably wouldn't survive, but very grateful for the distraction.  She flew down and knocked the cover off of the cauldron.  

Sister Sun was weak, She still had her light, but it was flickering.  It was still bright enough to cause the creatures in the cave to wither and die. They screamed and cursed and deer and sun ran by.

Mother Deer ran out of the cave.  Sister Sun's light killed all nearby and gave her a clear path. 

They escaped and to Mother Deer's surprise the woman was still alive, so she was faltering.  The brightness of the sun stopped everything coming to the woman. 

"Mother deer, Thank you fly high and take sister sun where she will grow and thrive.  Please always remember us."

Mother Deer carried the sun across the sky.  People cheered and celebrated thanking her for bringing the sun back. 

Sister Sun said, "Thank you, I was tired and I fell into their trap. The world would have been destroyed if it was not for you and the woman shaman.  Mother Deer realized she did not learn the woman's name.  She told Sister Sun that her name was Yule. "

"I will come for you every year, so you will not ever fall to those creatures again Mother Deer told her."

(https://i.postimg.cc/y8k50bbX/Coloring-11-27-2022-11-37-AM.jpg)

Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Jitter on December 27, 2022, 09:59:52 AM
Not mije, although I’m honored you would attribute this to me, Róisín! I think it’s Dmeck’s. Well, because she’s the one left, but I think I recognize her style in it even if there were alternatives. Thank you for letting us in with your gift!

The red mushrooms and deer is very well done, o writer of this!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dmeck7755 on December 27, 2022, 10:07:59 AM
Yeah it was me.  I feel really bad the link did not work.

Please try this one.    (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Km2PJ9JWwmk)
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I feel bad the gift was not 100%
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: thegreyarea on December 27, 2022, 10:45:09 AM
Yeah it was me.
...
I feel bad the gift was not 100%
That's one beautiful work,  dmeck! Please don't feel bad. Small issues happen, it's part of the game :)
And I also knew it's yours from your writing style ;)
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Róisín on December 28, 2022, 01:48:49 AM
dmeck, both the story and the music were lovely - thank you!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Keep Looking on January 01, 2023, 11:43:38 PM
I hope people enjoyed this year's Secret Santa, and thanks to everyone for participating and making this possible! This is a little bit late and people have already done their guessing, but here is the final list for who was gifting who this year:

Róisín --> Jitter
wavewright62 --> thegreyarea
dmeck7755 --> Róisín
Jitter --> LooNEY_DAC
thegreyarea --> Mirasol
Mirasol --> wavewright62
LooNEY_DAC --> dmeck7755

Happy new year, folks! Hopefully this'll be a good one.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Róisín on January 01, 2023, 11:50:19 PM
An excellent Secret Santa! Thank you everyone involved!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: wavewright62 on January 02, 2023, 04:49:50 AM
Most excellent indeed!  Thank you ever so much to Keep Looking for modding this one!
(https://i.imgur.com/StKwal5.png)
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dmeck7755 on January 03, 2023, 02:52:29 PM
Thank you very much Keep!!!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Keep Looking on January 05, 2023, 09:36:21 AM
Oh! Oh, wow!

It, ah, looks like I've had a Secret Santa knocking on my own door tonight!

Spoiler: Open the Door • show

(https://i.postimg.cc/BZ8j7gMY/Keep-Looking-Poster-Secret-Santa-2023.jpg)


Thank you so much for organising this, Grey, and to everyone else as well - I totally didn't expect this and it has made my evening! Seriously I was smiling so hard when I opened this. I love the poster - all the art and songs and funny puns and details. And reading through all the filks and Looney's poem (which I thoroughly enjoyed. I promise my spleen is not inflamed) and the fic and art in the pdf as well... just wow! I'm gonna have to spend some more time looking through some of the different songs and links that were sent through.

You guys really made me smile tonight. Thank you all so much!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: thegreyarea on January 05, 2023, 02:21:38 PM
I'm very glad that you liked it, Keep!  :sparkle:  <3 ^-^ <3 :sparkle:

As requested here's the link (postimages.org) where one can see the full-sized version:

Spoiler: show
(https://i.postimg.cc/BZ8j7gMY/Keep-Looking-Poster-Secret-Santa-2023.jpg) (https://postimg.cc/vDs8cWRf)


Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: wavewright62 on January 06, 2023, 02:35:33 AM
Let's give it up for that stage set! And, even though I saw some of these titles and a bit of lyrics during the brainstorming phase, some of them are just hitting now.  Eight bootlegs remix? Smells like bad breath spirit? Hey Dane nice shot?  Scouting in the Dark? 
Oh man, what a h :onni: :onni:t some of y'all are.

But, could I please see the finished filks and poem(s)?  What's this about an inflamed spleen?
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: thegreyarea on January 06, 2023, 04:37:58 AM
Thanks Wave! Here's a closer "photo" of the band:

(https://i.postimg.cc/fyXLyNKr/the-band.jpg) (https://postimg.cc/K3GFpCCP)

Well, I know nothing about Keep's spleen (or any other organs) ;) But I'm glad to know they are all ok.  ^-^

I also (presume) to know that Keep, and all the others that contributed, won't mind me sharing here the rest of her gift... So here it goes:

Songs names: inspirations, suggestions and links

lwise:
Spoiler: show
OOps
   I Killed it Again (subtitle suggested by Grey, from Britney Spears's song...)


Wave:
Spoiler: show
Horse with No Name
   Based (I suppose) on "Horse with No Name" from America


Jitter:
Spoiler: show
Scouting in the dark
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dancing_in_the_Dark_(Bruce_Springsteen_song) (no filk, just a favorite of mine – the first verse could be about Lalli as it is, but the rest is more Tuuri)
Master of Kadelets
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Master_of_Puppets_(song) (no filk because there just isn’t anything    that could be made to make it more suitable for the Kade situation)
Railway to Hell
   https://fi.wikipedia.org/wiki/Highway_to_Hell
Over the bridge
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Under_the_Bridge
Smells like bad breath spirit
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Smells_Like_Teen_Spirit
Boulevard of Broken Homes    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boulevard_of_Broken_Dreams_(Green_Day_song)
Smooth-haired Cleanser
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Smooth_Criminal
The Stave
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Sign_(song)


Mirasol:
Spoiler: show
Tribute: The Most-Best Song in the World
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tribute_(song)
The Five Nation Council
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven_Nation_Army
   (We´re going bookhunting / a five nation Council couldn´t hold us back…)
Let The Cattank Roll
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Let_the_Bad_Times_Roll_(song)
Spirits
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spirits_(The_Strumbellas_song)


dmeck:
Spoiler: show
Annie
   
   (Amie Pure Prarie League)
They Love to Watch Her Hunt
   
They Love to Watch Her Hunt
   (Bob Seger - Her Strut)


JoB:
Spoiler: show
A Design for Eternal Life
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Design_for_Life
Get Your Guns
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Get_Your_Gunn
My Immortal Frenemy
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Immortal
Cold And Contagious
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cold_Contagious
I Did Something Bad In
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/I_Did_Something_Bad
SSSSnakepit
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sssnakepit
Dare You To Move
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dare_You_to_Move
   (no way to make this one any more fitting for SSSS!)
Hey Dane Nice Shot
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hey_Man_Nice_Shot
Hairdresser on Fire (Swedehead medley)
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hairdresser_on_Fire
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suedehead
Burn It to the Ground
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burn_It_to_the_Ground
   (of Dark Horse World Tour fame)
Deathtank
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deathcar
Totally harmless
   
Someone Check My Brain!  (feat. Alive But In Chains)
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Check_My_Brain
The Silence Of Winter
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Sound_of_Winter
We Were Young (And Needed the Kronur)
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/We_Are_Young
Take Y'all to The Church
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Take_Me_to_Church
Heathens, All of Them (Pastor-A-l remix)
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heathens_(song)
The Crow & the Bottlefly
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Crow_%26_the_Butterfly
Yet Another Way to Die
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Another_Way_to_Die_(Disturbed_song)
Say You'll Haunt Me (eight bootlegs remix)
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Say_You%27ll_Haunt_Me
Lonely Boy Scout
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lonely_Boy_(The_Black_Keys_song)
Burn It All Down
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burn_It_Down_(Linkin_Park_song)
Hey Look Ma, I Made It Back (feat. Panic At The Library)
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hey_Look_Ma,_I_Made_It


Grey:
Spoiler: show
How Hard Can it Be?
   Original by Paul Oxley's Unit
   
(lyrics on the comments)
Keep Looking
   Original by Sade
   
(lyrics on the comments)
Mutiny List
   Original "Mutiny" by Neoni
   
(lyrics on the video)
Notoros Thugs (feat. The Notoros Choir)
   Original "Notorious Thugs" by The Notorious B.I.G.
   


Filk Songs

Hello FoOd
Spoiler: show
Had enough of hunger and of pain
I had a little sweet spot in the rain
For the dusk and skies so grey
Hello FoOd why don’t you stay?

You know I always liked some moving prey
But too much of it and it will stray
You walk too far you walk away
Hello FoOd why don’t you stay?

You know I always loved a lonely town
Those empty streets, no one around
Abandoned houses, filled with decay
Hello FoOd why don’t you stay?

You know I always liked that empty road
No place to hide, food all exposed
Stupid door hiding our prey away!
Hello FoOd why don’t you stay

Stupid door protects our prey!
Hello FoOd why don’t you stay
Hello FoOd why don’t you stay
Hello FoOd

Written by Jitter
   Inspiration: Hello Sunshine, by Bruce Springsteen
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hello_Sunshine_(Bruce_Springsteen_song)


We Are The Champions
Spoiler: show
I've paid my dues
From the silent place
I've done my hunting and killing
Succeeding each time

Trolls bad mistakes
They made a few
I managed to slay and hack
Wounded still
I've come through

And we mean to go on and on and on and on
We are the champions, my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for Monsters
'Cause we are the champions of the World

I've taken my arrows and bows
And shot true to form
It's brought me fame and fortune
And everything that goes with it
I thank you all
But it's been no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise
I consider it a challenge before
The human race
And we ain't gonna lose

And we mean to go on and on and on and on
We are the champions, my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for Monsters
'Cause we are the champions of the World

And we mean to go on and on and on and on
We are the champions, my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for Monsters
'Cause we are the champions of the World

Written by dmeck
   Inspiration: We Are The Champions, by Queen
   https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/We_Are_the_Champions


Well, Obviously
Spoiler: show

I.
Of course we want to thank our guiding force
The organizer of the whole event
In gratitude we’d render ourselves hoarse
But should our answer have a Nordic bent
When most of us are anything but Norse?
Regardless of the problem we’ll have sent
Another gift returning to the source
And hopefully we’ll be done before Lent

Of course Keep Looking is the sonnet queen
And efforts like this one must come up short
But hopefully this won’t inflame her spleen
And she’ll accept our gift like a good sport
Because she knows we don’t mean to be mean
And so we leave her without sharp retort

II.
Of course they can just put my name on it
Though they’d prefer that we all make it ours
So please forgive this clumsy little bit
As it exceeds my versifying pow’rs

Of course I thought this would be apropos
To send as thanks for all that you have done
Your own of course are better head to toe
But still I hope you’ll take this in good fun

Of course my muse is fleeing fast from me
Instead of hanging ‘round to see the end
You see I have performance ‘xiety
And to perfectionism I pretend

Of course this frumpery’s just that no more
But I do hope it hasn’t been a bore

III.
Of course I went and jumped the gun again
“Because I got inspired” is no excuse
How bad I am at drawing in the lines

Of course my thoughts go addlepated when
I want to spit out something less abstruse
Five pairs of syllables no more no less

Of course my brain rebels against confines
But that pretentious line does not defend
That my deficiency is of no use

Of course I walk this field that’s sown with mines
Because I’m egotistical I guess
To think that I could spit out some good rhyme

Of course this is no better I confess
But maybe reading this was worth your time


IV.
Of course I can’t leave well enough alone
My self-control is nothing so I find
I hope that the recipient is kind
With all the lack of talent I have shown

Of course I went and got into a bind
I cannot help myself it’s just my way
And all my actions align to betray
This faulty pattern engraved in my mind

Of course I fear this exercise will say
Naught of what I set out to extol
Naught of what I wrote down in my soul

Of course I hope she likes it anyway
But over that I do not have control
But I still hope I have met my goal

Written by LooNEY_DAC


Critics

Mirasol:
Spoiler: show
five stars (5/5):  :emil: :emil: :emil: :emil: :emil:
"Emil´s pyro-technology alone is a reason to come see the show!"
- Cleanser´s Weekly, Sweden

four stars (4/5):  :betterhat: :betterhat: :betterhat: :betterhat:
“Quite the spectacle, but way too loud”
- Surma, racing journalist of the former Joensuu-area, Finland

five stars (5/5):  :squirrelcookie: :squirrelcookie: :squirrelcookie: :squirrelcookie: :squirrelcookie:
"We can´t get enough of them! Do let them play more concerts around the lehtos!"
- a scrap of paper found at the bottom of a great oak


JoB:
Spoiler: show
four stars (4/5): ☆☆☆☆
"I never would've thought I'd find headbanging that enjoyable!"
- Admiral "Whip Braids" Olsen
(four stars part added by me, because I think Olsen is the kind of person that would never give five stars to anything...)


mOooOoRE!

Spoiler: show

Lwise provided the owl image used as the band's second, "Wise" album cover:

Wave provided the art for the latest album... "Keep Looking"
(and she even altered it later to better fit the idea)

JoB suggested Finntroll as the Opening band: Finntroll (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Finntroll)
and the location for the Tour finale as the Sauna Festival Sauna (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sauna_Open_Air_Metal_Festival)

He also offered a handy "How to" video explaining the necessary steps to turn one's boring electric guitar into a useful and funny flamethrower, just like Emil's...


(WARNING: Following these steps may have "unpleasant" consequences. Better not try it at home)

dmeck provided a beautiful colouring, used as cover for the first album, "Let the Good Times Troll".
(it was made to be the opening band, but I asked dmeck permission to repurpose it)

and dmeck also wrote a short story when we were still discussing the gift:

"Mum PLEEEEEAAAASE!! Let me go see them play.  They won't be back in a long time.  This is my bestest chance to see them."
"Best Chance. I don't know.  They have that troll band as their opening act. "
"They have a spell on them, they know their mind.  I am also immune.  "
"I don't know, they sing about very adult themes, We live in a safe area, you should enjoy your childhood as much as possible."
Pleaze mum!  I am 14.  You can't keep me home forever.  I want to See Sigrun in person. She is sooo cool, and Lalli is wicked cute.
"You know Lalli is seeing Emil."
"So! That don't matter, I just like to look at him.  Wait, how do you know that?
" I do not live under a rock.  Besides, I think Mikkel is very handsome."
"Ewww mum!"
"How about we go together?  A mother daughter outing?  I actually managed to get some tickets.  I was going surprise you."
"REALLY?  Oh wow they are floor seats.  How did you get them?"
"Well Reynir and I went to school together…."
"Really?  I did not think he was that old. "


 <3
uff, I think that's all... :)
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Buteo on January 06, 2023, 01:48:07 PM
This Secret Santa exchange is the gift that keeps on giving!

Thanks so much, Grey!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: JoB on January 08, 2023, 02:49:04 PM
This Secret Santa exchange is the gift that keeps on giving!
Indeed ... how did we manage to miss this one (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0KFiGWLogVM)??

(I wish I had remembered their official video for Freak of the Week (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y2vzBdIejVY) in time for the encore. Yes, these guys are Swedes.)
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: thegreyarea on January 08, 2023, 07:32:41 PM
This Secret Santa exchange is the gift that keeps on giving!

Thanks so much, Grey!
I'm glad that you liked it, Buteo! We did have amazing contributions this year. It has become a lovely tradition. :)

Indeed ... how did we manage to miss this one (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0KFiGWLogVM)??

(I wish I had remembered their official video for Freak of the Week (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y2vzBdIejVY) in time for the encore. Yes, these guys are Swedes.)
(Another) great find, JoB! I really appreciated those videos! And now I'm imaginig Emil with longer hair... :)

Spoiler: show
(https://i.postimg.cc/tCgSCBpd/Emil-with-long-hair-Freak-Kitchen-Freak-of-the-Week-video.png) (https://postimages.org/)
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dreki on January 09, 2023, 05:53:34 PM

(Another) great find, JoB! I really appreciated those videos! And now I'm imaginig Emil with longer hair... :)

Spoiler: show
(https://i.postimg.cc/tCgSCBpd/Emil-with-long-hair-Freak-Kitchen-Freak-of-the-Week-video.png) (https://postimages.org/)



I have a thing for viking hair, which there is too little of in SSSS despite being Scandinavian (there is a bit!)

So I like the idea of Emil growing his hair out and braiding it Viking style.

(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/1b/23/43/1b2343aba09db8eda2d289b3b385a5df.jpg)
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: thegreyarea on January 09, 2023, 06:39:29 PM
I have a thing for viking hair, which there is too little of in SSSS despite being Scandinavian (there is a bit!)

So I like the idea of Emil growing his hair out and braiding it Viking style.
Wow, dreki! That's one amazing hair! So intricate! I'm sure Emil would look fantastic with it, together with all the sparkling!  :sparkle: :emil: :sparkle:

Don't know if Lalli would be fascinated or call it stupid ('cause there's a lot of work and care involved). Perhaps both :)
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Post by: Jitter on January 10, 2023, 01:11:35 AM
Braiding minimizes care, just braid everything and leave it until the campaing / mission / tour is over. Although Emil probably wouldn’t do it like that. And admittedly it probably becomes a bit grunge over a tour. But, it’s the best way to keep long hair and beard manageable when there are no grooming facilities available. Plus helps keep it out of eyes.

And I strongly agree, there’s nowhere near enough Viking hair in canon!
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dreki on January 10, 2023, 01:49:04 AM
Wow, dreki! That's one amazing hair! So intricate! I'm sure Emil would look fantastic with it, together with all the sparkling!  :sparkle: :emil: :sparkle:

Don't know if Lalli would be fascinated or call it stupid ('cause there's a lot of work and care involved). Perhaps both :)

Definitely both.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Róisín on January 10, 2023, 02:44:28 AM
Jitter: Having done a lot of physically strenuous and sometimes dangerous things while having very long hair, I have actually found major safety advantages in having my hair braided up, including one mountain climbing accident where I was hit in the head by a falling rock, and I think my life was saved by my long hair braided up under my climbing helmet, so that I sustained a skull fracture rather than a pulped head. And I would certainly have wished to avoid what happened to a friend who was using a lathe with their long hair loose, and had one side of their scalp snatched bald when the hair got caught in the lathe.

At times when I have taught blacksmithing I have encouraged people to braid up their hair, because a forge, like any workshop, is a very dangerous place to have loose bits of anything, be it hair or clothing, floating about in the path of tools or fire.

And yes, Emil would look extra gorgeous with braids. It can really change a man’s look. I remember one young man I knew, must be forty years ago, who had the most beautiful copper-red hair. When I first met him he was doing Mediæval style reenactment fighting, and given that he played a Viking the long braided hair and beard just suited the role, as well as showing off his features in a most flattering way. Some ten years after that he cut his hair to shoulder length and shaved his beard, (his wife preferred him so), and he turned out to be one of those rare men who looks good with both styles- beardless, he looked like a Renaissance angel.


dangerous
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dreki on January 10, 2023, 03:29:08 AM
And I would certainly have wished to avoid what happened to a friend who was using a lathe with their long hair loose, and had one side of their scalp snatched bald when the hair got caught in the lathe.

This is actually something that bugs the hell out of me in SSSS.  Reynir really ought to have his hair pulled up somehow most of the time. He works on a bloody farm, you can't safely have a braid that long just dangling around.  I recently found the comic Year in Hereafter who has a character with a really similar design, works as a blacksmith. He's constantly being told off for letting his long braid just hang loose, and at one point it catches fire. Because that's what happens when you've got a 3 foot long ribbon of flammable material flapping around in a forge!

I like long hair and braids.  I just also like practicality and safety.
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Post by: Jitter on January 10, 2023, 07:31:09 AM
Oh absolutely, there are many safety aspects in addition to keeping hair from blocking one’s vision.

And yeah, the character design is based on rule of cool. I mean how does Emil keep his hair shiny in the field? How does Lalli get on The Boots? (On the latter, I think we decided somewhere that he has a spell for making any boots fit and be comfortable)
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Post by: angsttronaut on January 10, 2023, 10:32:26 AM
Perhaps the survival of Reynir's braid is due to some sort of passive Icelandic mage magic that makes sure they can have luscious locks.
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Post by: thegreyarea on January 10, 2023, 11:26:16 AM
I think braids are beautiful and fascinating. However to someone without practical experience it seems that making something like that picture of viking style hair would take a lot of work... But I may be wrong. I would also think (again, no experience) that properly cleaning/washing the hair would imply undoing and then redoing all that work...

Having struggled many times to draw Reynir's braid (that is long, but not a complicated one) I would guess that Minna just decided to skip the viking braids and save herself from (even) more work. ;)

As for Reynir's braid survivability, my own canon* is that his braid has magic and is "alive", so it moves on its own to keep away from danger and from Reynir's legs so he doesn't keep tripping over it... :)

* anyone remembers my "Home (https://postimg.cc/t7J8yfvd)" picture?
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Post by: Jitter on January 10, 2023, 12:26:39 PM
Yeah, I meant that after braiding nothing is done until back home again :) Just wash with water when, or if, bathing. Making such an intricate, and in case of the guy in the picture, precise braids would take a long time. His are obviously for looks rather than practical purposes :)

But it’s my understanding that the Vikings didn’t braid, undo and wash daily or weekly, although they kept good hygiene in comparison to the common practices of the time. So even the finest braiding would look quite scruffy after a while.
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Post by: dreki on January 10, 2023, 01:21:24 PM
I think braids are beautiful and fascinating. However to someone without practical experience it seems that making something like that picture of viking style hair would take a lot of work... But I may be wrong. I would also think (again, no experience) that properly cleaning/washing the hair would imply undoing and then redoing all that work...

Having struggled many times to draw Reynir's braid (that is long, but not a complicated one) I would guess that Minna just decided to skip the viking braids and save herself from (even) more work. ;)

As for Reynir's braid survivability, my own canon* is that his braid has magic and is "alive", so it moves on its own to keep away from danger and from Reynir's legs so he doesn't keep tripping over it... :)

* anyone remembers my "Home (https://postimg.cc/t7J8yfvd)" picture?

Corn rows don't need to be undone for a few weeks, I believe up to two months. You can shower with them and they aren't dirty. It's one of the reasons they're used. Small, tight braids actually require less upkeep and can be kept in for days/weeks.


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Post by: dmeck7755 on January 10, 2023, 01:26:02 PM
I think braids are beautiful and fascinating. However to someone without practical experience it seems that making something like that picture of viking style hair would take a lot of work... But I may be wrong. I would also think (again, no experience) that properly cleaning/washing the hair would imply undoing and then redoing all that work...

Having struggled many times to draw Reynir's braid (that is long, but not a complicated one) I would guess that Minna just decided to skip the viking braids and save herself from (even) more work. ;)

As for Reynir's braid survivability, my own canon* is that his braid has magic and is "alive", so it moves on its own to keep away from danger and from Reynir's legs so he doesn't keep tripping over it... :)

* anyone remembers my "Home (https://postimg.cc/t7J8yfvd)" picture?

I have never seen that drawing.  I love it.  I love all the pictures and titles the titles on the bookshelf and around.  So much to look at  (butter good songs haha)
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Post by: Jitter on January 10, 2023, 02:49:06 PM
Oh those book titles! So many friends, now gone 😭
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Post by: thegreyarea on January 10, 2023, 03:59:27 PM
Oh those book titles! So many friends, now gone 😭
Not gone, my dear. Just temporarily hidden from our view  :) <3

(I'm a half-full glass person, remember?)

(It can even apply to Rachel if you have faith...)
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dreki on January 10, 2023, 04:04:05 PM
Not gone, my dear. Just temporarily hidden from our view  :) <3

(I'm a half-full glass person, remember?)

(It can even apply to Rachel if you have faith...)

So when you need her touch
And loving gaze
Gone but not forgotten
Is the perfect phrase
Smiling from a star
That she makes glow
Trust she's always there
Watching as you grow
Find her in the place
Where the lost things go
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: JoB on January 10, 2023, 04:35:43 PM
Reynir really ought to have his hair pulled up somehow most of the time. He works on a bloody farm, you can't safely have a braid that long just dangling around.
Can't say that I've ever had braids of any length, but as long as you keep the braid-eating threat in front of you, I'd guess that you can always stick a Reynir-length braid through your belt behind your back on short notice to have it temporarily mostly restrained ...
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Jitter on January 10, 2023, 05:06:58 PM
So when you need her touch
And loving gaze
Gone but not forgotten
Is the perfect phrase
Smiling from a star
That she makes glow
Trust she's always there
Watching as you grow
Find her in the place
Where the lost things go



Thank you dreki, so beautiful.

I’m not crying you’re crying!
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Post by: thegreyarea on January 10, 2023, 05:37:04 PM
Well, I know that I am crying.  :'(

Thank you, dreki.  <3
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Post by: dreki on January 10, 2023, 05:44:19 PM
It's from the new Mary Poppins movie. :)

There's a longer version earlier on, which I think the quote is from, but I find the kids singing it way more moving. (for context they're singing about their dead mother)

Can't say that I've ever had braids of any length, but as long as you keep the braid-eating threat in front of you, I'd guess that you can always stick a Reynir-length braid through your belt behind your back on short notice to have it temporarily mostly restrained ...

That's wasted time.  First you have to get a hold of it (when it tends to whip around), be wearing clothes that reliably do that, and it's seconds you could be spending doing anything else.

And if anything approaches from behind you're screwed. 

It's a helluva lot safer to just not have a giant dangling thing sticking out the back of your head.
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Post by: Róisín on January 10, 2023, 08:02:47 PM
Lovely poem, dreki!

And in my experience the safest way to wear very long hair is to braid it and then pin the braid up around your head. I have kept mine long for most of my life, mostly because I am not especially beautiful of face, but my hair is quite nice, and sometimes I enjoy dressing up and looking like a woman, even though most of my life is occupied with tasks for which long loose hair would be a detriment. My grandmother used to call that style ‘the pioneer woman’s braid’, and she liked it because one can braid and tie it, if necessary, in the dark without a mirror, and it is a way to keep your hair free of burrs, splinters, dirt and dust. And to keep your hair out of the food if you do a lot of food preparation, which I do. Hair in braids generally stays far cleaner than loose hair. You can just wash your whole head, braids and all, though it is nice to open the braids and wash it thoroughly. And as for cleaning long hair in a freezing winter: one of my aunts, who had long, very fine hair that came to her knees when she loosed it used to make orris root powder and if she wanted to clean her hair when it was cold and snowy she used to rub the powder through her hair, let it sit for half an hour, then brush it out. This process left it clean and smelling delicious.

Nowadays my plaits come to a little below my shoulders. My hair grows slowly, and although I have been growing it all my life I have twice lost it to chemotherapy and twice had it shaved or severely cut back for surgery on head injuries. My avatar picture is a good cartoon of what I actually look like, though Haiz made it a bit prettier than I am, and people seeing it have certainly recognised me from it.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dreki on January 11, 2023, 01:38:35 AM
it is a way to keep your hair free of burrs, splinters, dirt and dust.

This right here. Realistically, Reynir's dangling braid would have been catching on branches and collecting allll manner of forest nonsense in Saimaa. With no showers for weeks.

The other comic I mentioned, with the black smith - he at least lived in a small city and a stone house so the most it was likely to catch on was when his friend intentionally yanked it (which happened). Farms and forests? It'd be secured to his head.

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And as for cleaning long hair in a freezing winter: one of my aunts, who had long, very fine hair that came to her knees when she loosed it used to make orris root powder and if she wanted to clean her hair when it was cold and snowy she used to rub the powder through her hair, let it sit for half an hour, then brush it out. This process left it clean and smelling delicious.

The powder is basically dry shampoo - which you can get cans that are basically starch with, i believe, aerosol but more people are remembering to just put various powders on like this.

Mmm gosh the discussion of hair cleanliness, I only just remembered how many people wash their hair fairly often. So to them this might seem particularly baffling.  I stopped using shampoo in 2014 and my partner never has, conditioner only. We also have curly hair so it takes a lot of special attention.

Brushing alone moves a lot of the oils through the hair and keeps the scalp fairly clean. And hair that long, you *need* those oils to get as far through it as possible.  It'd get pretty dry and brittle if it was wet too often.

Reynir doesn't necessarily ever need to shampoo/soap his hair, and wetting it doesn't necessarily need to happen more than once a week or so. Less if he's got access to a starch powder (like the orris root mentioned).  When he has the luxury, so not in the silent world, he may need to work oil into the tips at minimum.

How often it needs to be brushed depends on how oily his scalp is, and if you aren't overwashing that tends to settle down. 

And Emil - he has short, straight hair so that tends to be lower care needs. Yes it's not unlikely that with a comb/brush and the rare times they wash his hair would stay lovely looking.

My 5yo has hair a lot like Emil and honestly we wrestle her into a bath less than once a month.  Her hair is gorgeous as long as she lets me brush it. And honestly is somewhat similar to Emil's but with curls (most of it looks straight as it's chin length, but the hair framing her face curls)  I know kids have better hair than adults but still - those genetically lucky people have hair that can be quite low maintenance and still look good.

Lucky bastards.

(For more info you can look up the "no shampoo" movement. It's not for everyone, but it also includes a lot of natural hair care that may be similar to what SSSS-verse uses so is interesting.

Also, Tuuri is the smartest of all for just shaving the damn stuff off!)

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Nowadays my plaits come to a little below my shoulders. My hair grows slowly, and although I have been growing it all my life I have twice lost it to chemotherapy and twice had it shaved or severely cut back for surgery on head injuries. My avatar picture is a good cartoon of what I actually look like, though Haiz made it a bit prettier than I am, and people seeing it have certainly recognised me from it.
You sound like you've been through a lot. And I suspect are a bit harsh on your looks, too, especially if people can recognize you from the art.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Róisín on January 11, 2023, 04:10:35 AM
I am probably one of the older people here, and yeah, I’ve lived very hard at times. Farming, prospecting and mining, and many years of work as a field botanist, including several seed and specimen collecting expeditions and mineralogical surveys in some quite wild places. Plus I have volunteered for some archæological expeditions being run by friends, mostly as camp cook and first aider. I enjoyed doing that. In those contexts too it probably helps that I am one of those weird people who actually enjoys doing tiny fiddly tasks that most people find mind-numbingly boring - I don’t at all mind spending hours unearthing some minute fragile object with a tiny probe and a brush. One of the tasks I do as a volunteer in our small town’s community garden is the collecting, sorting and packaging of seeds from our plant collection for distribution through our free seed library. Members of the public can come by the Recreate project and get seeds of everything from garden vegetables to now-rare native plants that used to be common in this region, as we try to encourage people both to revegetate and provide habitat for native wildlife and to grow some of their own food. I try to be useful.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Keep Looking on January 11, 2023, 08:00:26 AM
I would certainly have wished to avoid what happened to a friend who was using a lathe with their long hair loose, and had one side of their scalp snatched bald when the hair got caught in the lathe.

At times when I have taught blacksmithing I have encouraged people to braid up their hair, because a forge, like any workshop, is a very dangerous place to have loose bits of anything, be it hair or clothing, floating about in the path of tools or fire.

I remember when I had woodworking and metalworking classes in high school on the very first class we'd all get taken around the workshop and told all the different stories of various gruesome injuries that either had or could occur if you did not obey the safety precautions. This certainly included the consequences of getting your hair caught in the lathe! Also the rather unfortunate tale of some kid a few years above us who crushed his fingertips off in the magnabender.

I've got wavy dark brown hair I pretty much always keep at just below shoulder length (I like it long enough to look pretty sometimes but any longer and it starts to get annoying for me). My mum used to braid my hair for school every day and I have on occasion given myself two plaits when doing physical activities as it is a very practical hairstyle and better for your hair than a ponytail (although currently I am lazy and mostly just tie a ponytail anyway). I like to plait my girlfriend's hair and occasionally do more complex braids on her although I cannot say I am amazingly good at it as I lack experience.

I occasionally watch videos about historical fashion by people who are passionate about researching this area and braided hair that is pinned up seems to be the most common way of wearing long hair when you need to do work throughout a lot of history! For all the reasons you folks have stated before.
Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: dreki on January 11, 2023, 11:16:15 AM
I remember when I had woodworking and metalworking classes in high school on the very first class we'd all get taken around the workshop and told all the different stories of various gruesome injuries that either had or could occur if you did not obey the safety precautions. This certainly included the consequences of getting your hair caught in the lathe! Also the rather unfortunate tale of some kid a few years above us who crushed his fingertips off in the magnabender.

Those talks worked a bit too well for me and I was slightly traumatized away from wanting to use them.  Still get a bit nervous around power saws and the like.

The hilarious thing to me was, later on, the difference in how the university art department approached safety.  Which is.... "incredibly lax".

Razor blades just lying around. A ladder leaned up against a door that said 'nothing can be left within three feet of this door'(or something)

So many OSHA violations.  (OSHA is the american Occupational Safety and Health Administration)

Title: Re: Forum Secret Santa 2022
Post by: Róisín on January 13, 2023, 04:48:35 AM
I remember when Star used to work for DCA just before small computers became a thing and he got deeply into those, hearing him repeat the lecture he had got in an electronics workshop about letting anything hot or sharp that got knocked down complete its fall rather than trying to catch it, no matter how expensive or fragile it was, and how one should never ever ever wear a wedding ring while dealing with anything that involved microwaves, shortwave/electronic transmissions, or anything else that might cook your finger before you could get the ring off. This in a workshop with regularly changed photos of interesting ways that careless people in workshops had killed themselves or lost body parts. It certainly instilled caution in the trainees!