Return to Unfiction unforum
 a.r.g.b.b 
FAQ FAQ   Search Search 
 
Welcome!
New users, PLEASE read these forum guidelines. New posters, SEARCH before posting and read these rules before posting your killer new campaign. New players may also wish to peruse the ARG Player Tutorial.

All users must abide by the Terms of Service.
Website Restoration Project
This archiving project is a collaboration between Unfiction and Sean Stacey (SpaceBass), Brian Enigma (BrianEnigma), and Laura E. Hall (lehall) with
the Center for Immersive Arts.
Announcements
This is a static snapshot of the
Unfiction forums, as of
July 23, 2017.
This site is intended as an archive to chronicle the history of Alternate Reality Games.
  

The time now is Thu Nov 14, 2024 1:29 pm
All times are UTC - 4 (DST in action)		 View posts in this forum since last visit
View unanswered posts in this forum
Calendar
 Forum index » Archive » Archive: MetaCortechs » MetaCortechs: Quick Reference
[MISC]Dina's Secrets List Updated 11.7.03
View previous topicView next topic
Page 1 of 1 [5 Posts]  
Author Message
niobexrev
Unfettered


Joined: 06 Oct 2003
Posts: 428
Location: trapped in my bedroom vortex

 		[MISC]Dina's Secrets List Updated 11.7.03
I don't know how important this will be to you, or how many of Dina's secrets will show up. But there they are so far. If I'm missing some tell me.

* autumnal
* blueline
* cups of coffee (tortoise)
* insomniac washes dishes, of course (beethoven)
* Night.
* deadcafe
* triad
* ballads of frogs Just added
_________________
Metacortex
ALL JPGs and GIFs updated 11.22.03 with endgame pics

PostPosted: Sun Nov 02, 2003 11:13 am
Last edited by niobexrev on Fri Nov 07, 2003 8:50 pm; edited 3 times in total
 View user's profile
 Back to top 
niobexrev
Unfettered


Joined: 06 Oct 2003
Posts: 428
Location: trapped in my bedroom vortex

 		Let me know if I need to add anything to this list.
_________________
Metacortex
ALL JPGs and GIFs updated 11.22.03 with endgame pics

PostPosted: Thu Nov 06, 2003 7:35 pm
 View user's profile
 Back to top 
Omnie
Entrenched


Joined: 07 Oct 2003
Posts: 772

 		I think it would be helpful for the comments hidden in her source code to be here as well. More of Dina's secrets...
Quote:
Since I know I've got a couple of people reading these for workshop purposes (hello, Mr. Wongmo!), I'll try to lay off the schmoopiness about Ethan. I forget sometimes that it's not just 'the hubby' <!-- btw, I loathe this word and want to chop off the heads of anyone who uses it. Truly. What a horrible, stupid word - I use it in total irony, here. Perhaps second to it is Dear Husband, or DH for short. Horrifyingly twee --> reading all this. Suffice it to say, Ethan is both the best support I've ever had in memory, as well as a huge frustration. His job takes him away from home so often that it feels like just when I've gotten the hang of routine and comfort with him, the job steps in, and I'm solo for another little chunk of time. He and I get along so well and have so much trust between us - we've scaled the hurdles everyone else does, and it feels quite satisfying to have made this journey with him. I am hoping someday we can find a balance in the stress and machinations of daily life, and find more time for each other. Pixels on the screen and a voice on the phone are less and less satisfying, personally. Sorry, Ethan. I know we're both doing the best we can with what we've got.

Do you have any siblings? If so, what is your relationship with them? How has it changed over time? What about your relationship with your parents?

Both parents have passed on, sadly. I try not to think about it too much. My mother was an amazing person - resilient, somewhat stoic, but loyal and true like no other human I've ever known. Her dedication to her values and the people she loved was a model for me in life from my teen years on. My father, hale and hearty, was the artist with a businessman's attitude. He - he was a musician, too. He taught me violin. He did. There was a piano in the front room. <!-- what the hell? I used to have to dust it every single Saturday, when we did chores. I had to make sure I had practiced all of the pieces he'd put in a yellow folder inside the bench. Each piece, three times, at the very least. The sun would slant in through the curtains, a glow that would fill the room and make each note soft and it would ring through the air with a resonance that astounded me, even as a kid. That I could place an index finger on a smooth ivory key and press, and I'd be making music. Mom used to watch me, she would stand with an armload of books or newspapers or research materials - on her way to another room to work, and she'd watch me, listening with all her heart. Sometimes I'd forget the whole world, but I could feel her there, listening and absorbing my attempts at making Chopin run like cool water and desperate laughter. The years I spent drowning in music - how could I forget? The singing strings of the violin, the pizzicato plucks that gave me a blister on my finger, Suzuki feet and resin dust tickling my nose. Scherzo scherzo scherzo andante adagio scherzo scherzo scherzo. The world is a scherzo. This must have been a dream stuck somewhere - how do I not know any of this now? Until now? This front room, this loving mother, this father who has apparently passed down music and love and passion of the depth of humanity through art - when I have only found music this past year? What is happening to me? -->

Anyway, my relationship with them was as normal as could be, I suppose! Fights with mom as I turned into a surly rebellious teenager, distance from my father until it was almost too late. All the makings for an ABC After School Special - On How to Be Normal. Yep.

Siblings I have none, although I think I managed to stray from being an Only Child, by dint of being too absorbed in other people's lives to really worry about my own. Books that I read, movies I saw, music I listened to. I used to sit and listen to the Beatles, Paul and George warring for best-loved in my heart(John wouldn't have wanted anything to do with me, I am sure), quietly freaking at side four track five of the white album. I had many friends as a kid, and a lot of the time they felt like an additional family - we were all so close, especially in high school. I wonder where so many of them have gone. How did we lose touch?

Are you married or single? Are you happy with your current situation?

Married, and very happy.

Do you have or want children? How do you picture yourself as a mother or father? Is it similar to how you remember your own mother or father?

I don't think I ever wanted children. There was no primordial tug, no epiphany upon inhaling the powdered scent of a friend's 3-week-old, no nesting instincts. I say was. Perhaps I am not so sure now. <!-- not sure not sure not sure but oh god, I read this question days ago and it's still causing me great distress. I can't help it - these tears from the pit of my stomach, the loss I am feeling that is ever-so-slightly detached from my reality. I wanted him and needed him, and had him, right here, with me. He is gone. He was never mine. Taken from my life as if he never existed. Ruffling his hair, the top of his head warmer than mine - he's been playing around, he's been out with friends, he's been drinking too much soda, he's got bright sparkling eyes and he is there for us. He is there, in our home, a mind like a trap, cutting a fine literary figure in his flannel and his ratty old gym shoes. I miss this person I have never known. I can feel the absence ... here. Right behind my eyes, right in my heart, an ache that supercedes the pale yellow-green of spring, the glory and joy of singing, the flat of my hand against cool varnished wood. I've been looking all this time. I've been sleepwalking through unfamiliar terrain. I am held here inside four times two times three times 5 walls. I miss him so, and I want him back. -->

Is your family a source of financial support or do you find that you need to help support them? How does this make you feel?

Ethan is our breadwinner at present, although we've both held jobs before. The past several months have seen me taking a break for some work on music. If all goes well (cross fingers!), I'll probably start teaching lessons to younger students. I gotta learn this stuff first, though. I'm still a kid, music-wise.


PostPosted: Thu Nov 13, 2003 5:47 pm
 View user's profile Visit poster's website
 Back to top 
Insomniac
Decorated


Joined: 14 Oct 2003
Posts: 234
Location: 01
niobexrev wrote:

insomniac washes dishes, of course




I beg your pardon! lol
Very Happy
_________________
"I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad.
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had."

PostPosted: Thu Nov 13, 2003 9:49 pm
 View user's profile Visit poster's website AIM Address
 Back to top 
Zimbu
Veteran

Joined: 07 Nov 2003
Posts: 92
Location: Newcastle UK

 		There was a piano in the front room.... Im @ work, so can't do this, but can someone search the CD/House JPG to see if there's a piano? No reason, I'm just feeling left out as all the puzzles are getting solved as I sleep.
_________________
EEC Directive: ARG's seriously harm you and others around you.

PostPosted: Fri Nov 14, 2003 7:55 am
 View user's profile Visit poster's website
 Back to top 
Display posts from previous:   Sort by:   
Page 1 of 1 [5 Posts]  
View previous topicView next topic
 Forum index » Archive » Archive: MetaCortechs » MetaCortechs: Quick Reference
Jump to:  


You cannot post new topics in this forum
You cannot reply to topics in this forum
You cannot edit your posts in this forum
You cannot delete your posts in this forum
You cannot vote in polls in this forum
You cannot attach files in this forum
You can download files in this forum
You cannot post calendar events in this forum



Powered by phpBB © 2001, 2005 phpBB Group