Currents of Time

Wait, this isn’t what I sat down to write... oh, no, not another one of you. (Alternately, apparently there’s a limit to the number of times one can walk to work in the rain before one’s brain goes… here, I guess, I don’t know, that sentence kind of fell apart halfway though. I’M OUT OF MY HEAD WITH ALLERGIES AND ALLERGY MEDICATION WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME.)

Title: "With A Chance of Rain"
Author: Jecca Meitahn / twilit_wanderer’s allergy meds-addled brain
Fandom: Transformers / Top Gear crossover
Rating: K+
Characters: Mirage, Jeremy Clarkson
Pairing: As always, take it as you will.
Wordcount: 656 (short!)
Warnings: none?
Summary: Mirage doesn’t like storms. What’s the big deal? It’s just water.
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or anything (or anyone) related to Top Gear, and this probably didn't happen.
Notes: This will not make sense if you haven't read "GT." Placed shortly after Mirage comes crawling back.

This is completely unbeta'd and I am not British, so if I've made some stupid mistake or another, please let me know. I have some concerns, seeing as how allergy meds make me weird and skew my worldview slightly. (SOMEDAY I WILL WRITE SOMETHING THAT ISN’T 95% DIALOGUE I SWEAR.)

( “With A Chance of Rain” )

- END -

I guess, maybe. Maybe they lose. How are we defining this? I've become fed up with the random stuff for random people and/or companies I've never heard of that keeps turning up in the PO box, so I finally asked the post office employee if there was something to be done about it, so now we have a sign. [My name] and [Aniko's name] ONLY! It is on a post-it note stuck on the inside wall of the boxes. Hopefully it helps. (I had to do this to the street address mailbox, as well, though I did that one months ago, as the problem was much more severe. I mean, we were getting the previous tenant's phone bills and child support services stuff.) I guess this means that if you were considering sending me anything, make sure you use my proper last name and at least the correct first initial.

I have been informed that a conversation between Transformers movie characters Sam Witwicky + Bumblebee and "GT"-verse Clarkson + Mirage would be hilarious. I am inclined to agree. Commiserating humans and affronted cars? Hard to go wrong. (Then I spent time at work figuring how I'd make "GT" movie-verse compliant. It'd need tweaking in some places, but I don't think it'd be that hard. I'm not actually interested in doing anything with it, but it was good for keeping my brain occupied while I worked.)

And haha, Dissidia is quizzing me on my random Final Fantasy knowledge. This is going to be fun. (HEY, PEOPLE UNFAMILIAR WITH FFXI, which is most of you, when you're synchronizing with Mumor, /dance2 performs the LOVELY MIRACLE WALTZ Dancing Force. The Samba is /dance1 and both 3 and 4 are jigs, but Neo Crystal was 3. And if you don't use "/dance2 motion" everyone will hate you. CHATLOG SPAM GO AWAY)

HEY SPEAKING OF FFXI. RANT:
FFXI ACCOUNT HACKINGS OH BOY. This shit is terrifying to me, okay? I have invested entirely too much time and effort and money augh into my characters, and I love all three of them, and the thought of losing them because of some soulless bastard RMTs is deeply upsetting. I am honestly afraid to log in. I think I joked about that back when SE was handing out seemingly random perma-bans, but during these times, I really do mean it. I desperately want to, to see if my passwords still work, to see if we're all still on Phoenix, to see if we all still have all our items and gil, but these hackings seem to be happening after you log in, which means they may have a virus out there (planted in all the FFXI sites, most likely) that lifts your passwords (including the one-time pass from the security token), or that they've hacked SE's sites or server info. Theories are all over the place. We have no solid information. People with the security tokens are getting hacked. People on the PS2 are getting hacked and that DOESN'T HAPPEN. I don't know, am I willing to risk my account to check my account? Three day weekend coming up, with Labor Day on Monday. Batten down the hatches and brace for impact and hopefully we ride this one out, too. None of us (being my brother, Aniko, and myself) have logged in recently, as far as I know (well, I know my brother and I haven't), so we're safe if it's a virus, but a virus really, really doesn't explain the PS2 hacks. If it's that one of the registration sites has been hacked, we're (or, at least, my brother and I. Aniko has a token) safe, but if SE has been hacked, no one is. I am afraid.

Oh, yes, that rewrite's going spectacularly. By which I mean, whoops, I just accidentally typed up another Offshoot. I'll write something else eventually... I hope. I want to say this is Aniko's fault, but I can't remember how, so I might be confusing it with something else.

(Haha, after I posted this I finally get someone to tell me, "I like the past-tense version better." OH, WELL, I AM TOO LAZY TO REWORD IT ALL AND REPOST.) (Also, the past-tense one I have partially done is missing a few semi-important sentences, because I couldn't word them in a way that sounded right.)

Title: On Names
Author: Jecca Meitahn / twilit_wanderer
Fandom: Transformers / Top Gear crossover
Rating: K+
Characters: Mirage, Jeremy Clarkson
Pairing: Take it as you will.
Wordcount: 1,542
Warnings: written in present tense for god-knows-what-reason. Left there because I am perhaps an idiot.
Summary: Mirage really wishes the human would address him as something other than "the car."
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or anything (or anyone) related to Top Gear, and this probably didn't happen.
Notes: This will not make sense if you haven't read "GT." This takes place after Jeremy jokingly remarks he should sell Mirage to James. I don't know what length of time it actually takes place over. ...Did you know that the first time Mirage is actually addressed by name in "GT" is when all three Decepticons are attacking near the end?

I'm not sure all of these conversations will make sense to other people. Also, this is completely unbeta'd and I am, of course, still not British, so if I've made some stupid mistake or another, please let me know. (The high usage of "the man" is actually intentional.)

( On Names )

- END -

Pretend I posted this at the end of January, since I wrote nothing last month and was lame enough to post old stuff. Though maybe I should be saving this for the end of February.

Either way, someone needs to take these two - or at least Mirage, since he's the real problem, anyway - away from me before this gets even more out of control. TAKE HIM AWAY. Please?

Also, I can't come up with an even half-decent title. Woe.

Title: Prodding
Author: Jecca Meitahn / twilit_wanderer (ME!)
Fandom: Transformers, sort of Top Gear crossover
Rating: K
Characters: Mirage, Sideswipe, others.
Pairing: Take it as you will.
Wordcount: 1,044
Warnings: None
Summary: Mirage doesn't want the other Autobots to know where he'd been while he was missing. Sideswipe, unfortunately, appears to be on to him.
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or anything (or anyone) related to Top Gear, and this probably didn't happen.
Notes: This will not make sense if you haven't read "GT." This is ... silly. It was originally a short scene from the still-in-progress "WST-Live!" thing, but it kept growing so, to prevent Mirage from stealing the story, I gave him yet another of his very own. I removed all references to the events of that story, so this should stand apart from it without problems. It still, of course, fits into Alt-verse.

( Prodding )

- END -

FOR THE LOVE OF YOUR DEITY HERE. NO.

I DO NOT NEED TO WRITE ANOTHER SILENT HILL CROSSOVER, AND IT MOST CERTAINLY DOESN'T NEED TO BE A DIRECT SEQUEL TO THE FIRST ONE. (NO ONE EVEN READ THAT. YOU'D THINK THIS WOULD DISCOURAGE ME.)



... MIRAGE, I SWEAR, IF YOU DON'T STOP SMIRKING AT ME SO SMUGLY, YOU'RE NEXT. YOU'LL GET STUCK IN THE HELLTOWN WITH SOMEONE NAMED JEREMIAH AND YOU'LL BE CHASED BY DEMON CAT-CARS OR SOMETHING. EVEN THOUGH THAT MAKES NO SENSE BECAUSE WHY WOULD YOU BE ANGSTY ABOUT A CLOSE CALL WHEN YOU HAVE A MILLION AND TWO OTHER MORE REASONABLE THINGS TO ANGST ABOUT. SHUT UP AND GET IN THE BOX WITH ALL THE OTHER ALTERNATORS.

please dont it would be so lonely if you were all packed up

mirage why is there a spiderweb on you the spiders should all be dead or asleep or something by now and that wasnt there yesterday



There are Hanukkah songs stuck in my head. This would almost make sense if not for two very minor details:
- Hanukkah is over.
- I am not Jewish.


I have no sanity.

WINTER STORM TONIGHT, TOMORROW, AND SUNDAY.

It be taking mah brother away a day early!

*woeface*


I do like snowstorms, though.


However! My family has been tainted.

My parents are very worried about the storm, you see, because this time we are sending my brother back alone. He is driving himself back to campus! It's only two or three weeks until holiday break, which is why.

But he will be driving alone for six hours, potentially in a blizzard.


So they have purchased a disposable mobile phone. Nuuu!

So, alas, I can no longer claim we are completely mobile phone free in this house. Not that I did, anyway, but I guess it's the principle of things.


In the meantime, my keyboard is glitching a bit and I am watching the final puzzle/fight of the Silent Hill/Transformers crossover rewrite itself. This one is better, but that I'm having to type it up as it comes along is a bit annoying. Why couldn't we simply have got it right the first time?

(I am sad! I had really hoped to finish this by tonight, just because. I might've been able to do it, if not for that scene. ...Though I have an hour. I suppose I still could.)

Edit:
I got another review for my Ecco Haiku! I have not added anything to it for a while. ...Whatever. I am the happiest person in the world. ^__^

(People who complain about reviews really confuse me. How can reviews make you mad? I even have a flame-y one that I adore, because it is so funny.)

in som

nia

I am tired.


So I've been plotting and typing at the thus far unnamed Transformers/Silent Hill thing, which I still do not know why I am writing. I don't want to be writing this. I'm supposed to be working on "WST-Live!" and ten pages worth of school essays. Really, I have better things to be doing, depending on your definition of better, so, okay, by my definition, I guess maybe I don't, but ... why is my word processor defaulting to Verdana size 10? I mean, that's better than the standard Times New Roman 12, which is vile, but... why?

But I'm not. Working on my schoolwork, I mean. Obviously. I just said I wasn't, though I suppose I could be lying, but I'm not sure what that would accomplish.

Anyway, The Hapless Victim (Prowl, for the curious) likes logic, so Silent Hill - or whatever it'd be called on Cybertron, anyway, I'm not directly naming it because I am oh so clever or something - is probably one of the worst places I could possibly put the guy. I'm probably going to get to the end to find I've destroyed his mind. ...Well, I know the end, so I shouldn't be placing bets on it. I'm not adverse to betting against myself, though, so don't take that as anything definite.

I really like this character. Why am I doing this? ... That statement, of course, means nothing in this fandom of mine, because I can truthfully say that about everyone, for the most part. There are probably one or two exceptions, but nothing comes immediately to mind. There's no one I actively dislike, I do know that.

I'm barely into the story and he's all ready come up with logical explanations for several things.

At least so far it is moving straightforward, unlike "GT," which just bounced all over the place and then fell into something resembling a coherent order shortly before I finished working on it.

This isn't going to be as long as "GT," unless, as I told Aniko, maybe, since "GT" contained a lot of dialogue, and this one isn't going to be quite as full of talking, so maybe the actual content amount will be about the same? I don't know. I want it to be over with faster, though, so I am hoping it is not. All I know for absolute sure is the list of appearing characters (though I might toss a few more cameos into the ending bit, just for the heck of it). It is a very short list. Seriously, it's like four characters.

And the plot-twist makes me feel a bit ill.


... This entry feels disgustingly incoherent and scattered. ...you can... really, really tell I am exhausted, can't you? SHUT UP JECCA. adsfgkhm

I was just blindsided by possibly the most awful Transformers/Silent Hill crossover idea in the history of the world. Literally struck. I physically reeled.


WHY DO I NOT HAVE A DELETE FUNCTION?



At least the Beast Machines one that I'm still kicking around has some degree of reasoning behind it. This one appears to have spawned itself solely in an attempt to thoroughly disturb me. (It has successfully accomplished this task.)


And I am horribly, horribly intrigued by it. Save me.

For all the work I've put into this, it feels kind of weird to not be posting it anywhere. I don't know where else I could put it, though. That said, I don't care if anyone reading this wants to link it anywhere, either because they like it or because they want to poke fun at it.

* This has since been linked to at topgearslash and, if Aniko is to be believed (and I've no reason to doubt her) at The Padded Cell.

It doesn't fit in one post, so I've linked each entry to the other half of the story.

...I want to say several things about this, including how much I dislike it right now, but I'm not going to! I realize my opinion is tainted quite a lot by the fact that I've been working on this for months. So, without further discussion, here it (finally) is, in all its ridiculous glory.

Title: GT
Author: Jecca Meitahn / twilit_wanderer
Fandom: Transformers/Top Gear crossover
Rating: T
Characters: Mirage and Jeremy Clarkson, with appearances by Decepticons Rumble, Ravage, and Battle Ravage (unnamed), Autobots Jazz and Hound, and humans Richard Hammond and James May. Others referenced.
Pairing: nothing intended, but take it as you will. I don't care.
Wordcount: 13,300
Warnings: this is insane?
Summary: Mirage's deployment goes awry. Jeremy Clarkson's Ford GT arrives. There are no such things as coincidences.
Disclaimer: I'm fairly certain this didn't happen. I do not own Transformers or anything (or anyone) related to Top Gear. I do, however, own an Alternators Mirage, who looks startlingly like Jeremy Clarkson's GT and is the entire cause of this deranged thing.
Notes: The Transformers characters in here all have Alternators forms. The Alternators line has no canon, so I'm kind of making my own up as I go along, but there are a lot of very strong influences from various branches of Transformers continuity. This is completely irrelevant to anyone not familiar with Transformers.

There may be a few problems. I'm not British, so I'm not sure if all of the dialogue is right for Clarkson and the others. I'm not sure my chronology is entirely correct, either, so, if something's glaringly wrong, please tell me so I can try to fix it. I'd love to hear what people think of this in general, as well, even if it is nothing but hatred.

Part I

( GT: Part II )

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Edit I should've done quite a while ago...
There are other stories (all one-shots) related to this. In order of writing, they are: Sympathy, Prodding, On Names, and "With A Chance of Rain".

It's not going to fit into one entry.



And if ANYONE saw the entry that was up very briefly a few minutes ago, please pretend you didn't. It was just me doing a test run and forgetting to hit "Private" at posting. (It's not quite done yet and I haven't added all the tags et al, so.)