The One Where I Introduce Cody

First things first, it's been well over a week since I last posted and said I would post again. Here's the thing. I just had finals this past week (and I'm anxiously awaiting my grades!) and that was my focus, which is as it should be. Friday was truly the first day in which I could have posted would have been then, however I used the day to consist of not wearing pants and being a lazy lie-about.


Okay, mini-maintenance completed, onto the ACTUAL blog post.


If you actually know me, you should know that I game, in particular, I larp. (For more information on what larping is, check out Lizzie Stark who is an authority on the subject; she's even written a book Leaving Mundania: Inside the Transformative World of Live Action Role Playing Games, due out in May 2012. Get a copy!) I love immersing myself in someone else for awhile and living in some other world than my own.

For a long time, larping was a way for me to escape. To get out of my life which regardless of the fact that I have had a relatively good life, I hated. After awhile on top of the escapism (Something which I am not endorsing. Deal with your problems people, ignoring them is like ignoring the fact that you just fed your passel of Mogwai pizza after midnight and maybe they won't turn into gremlins who are going to murder you in your sleep) I started using my character(s) as a way to better myself.


Enter Cody Capulet-Kane.

Cody, left (played by me) with her 'sister' Chance, right (played by Kristin Tone)
Taken at DREAMATION 2005

Cody is a loud mouthed young woman who is a super hero. She's 5' 1" (the size of Kristin above), runs fast, punches hard and is in a near constant state of motion. She cares deeply about her family and friends. She is a woman of faith, a faith in the universe that it will make things right in the end and that she has the ability to make those things right decisions. I could go into her motivations, her loves, and her favorite color (it's a soft blue, in case you were wondering), but I won't today. 


Why am I introducing your to her? Well while I was thinking about things to blog about (see how this all comes full circle? I totally meant to do that ya know) and I started thinking about Cody and the cadre of characters who I've played over the years and miss playing (or in the instance of Cody still play to some extent). So, my brilliant idea is to start blogging sometimes as them. I'll be starting off by introducing the character (like I am doing here) and hopefully posting a piece of fiction about the character. The Cody story I'd like to share today is one I wrote back in 2005 (shortly after this picture was taken, actually). 


So in the end, expect to see Cody on here from time to time.

Vital Stats

Full Name: Cody Marie Lang Capulet-Kane

Age at Creation: 16

Current Age: 24(ish) 

Where is she from? Buffalo, NY

Game System: The Avatar System

What does she do? Cody likes to help people, more frequently by protecting them from those who would hurt them.

Hobbies: Paint, play the drum

Past Loves: Miranda "Di", Sigma Caine

Family Life: Mother raised her with the help up her older and way cooler brother along with his ragtag group of friends. When she entered game she was effectively cut off from her family and had to therefore be raised by her Aunt (who is a Goddess / Manifestation of the Nexus), a multitude of uncles, an adoptive father figure, two adoptive sisters and a six-foot tall cat.


Story behind the cut. 

The One About Musical Memories

Lookie! I’m posting a second time in as many days. This must be a miracle or something. I think mainly I’m trying to keep this up out of spite. And really, if that’s the thing that’s motivating me to actually keep up with this blasted thing, then I say it’s a good reason.

This morning when I was getting ready to head out the door I decided that I just HAD to find my Seth Glier CD. Couldn’t find it so I quickly looked on the rack of CD’s (as well as the piles that seem to have accumulated on the shelves nearest the CD shelving. On sheer impulse I pulled out Sublime’s “40oz to Freedom", something that I haven’t thought about in literally years.

So away I go with my handy laptop to school in order to conquer APA style formatting (by the way, how I loathe APA formatting), popping in the CD right before I hit the highway.

By the time track two started playing I was singing along, lost in memories of the summer of 1999, when I believe I first got the album. I remember long drives in my 1991 Toyota Corolla with the windows down, a Marlboro red in my hand and the music cranked up. I actually looked up to the ceiling of my car to see what type of material it was because I was thinking about all the writing, doodles and graffiti that was the ceiling of my first car.

As screwed up as my head was in those days (and let’s be honest, it’s still pretty screwed up), I have to say that the summer of 1999 was pretty decent. I don’t think I was working much or at least I don’t remember slinging a lot of ice cream. It was also the year that I actually started playing White Wolf’s “Werewof: The Apocalypse" something which I can honestly say changed my life.

But I’ll save that for another day.

What's this? A Blog Post? Yea, that's right I have one of those...

It’s been almost two years since I actually wrote anything for this bad boy. Every couple of months I’ll pull up the page, read it, get all nostalgic and swear that “tomorrow I’ll write something, post it and maybe get into the swing of writing a daily/weekly/monthly/yearly/OMGSOMETIME blog. For a long time I had a draft in my email listing possible ideas for me to talk about. Like being poly or having fibro. Thoughts on Joss Whedon or gay rights or being vegetarian. But I never did. Eventually I just deleted the thing because it was depressing me.

Basically, what I’m going to do here is just start talking. Not explain anything really because my life has completely changed. For one I’m a full time student going for my BS in Media Studies. No I don’t know what I’m going to do with it. Yes I watch movies and write papers on them. I love the classes I’m taking and maybe one day I’ll be able to apply what I’m learning now to something relevant in the working world.

Today on my way to tutoring I was talking with my car buddy Yoshi (hi Yoshi! Told I’d post something!) about her blog which she recently started. It got me to thinking about this dusty old thing, about how I start so many projects and never really see them through. Hell, I just mentioned to Avie that I was writing a blog post and her response was, “you mean the one you never post to?”

Yeah, that’s the one.

So here I am at 11 at night typing away into one of my many empty word files that lie around my desktop, listening to the clicking of Avie typing away in her plush chair.

It’s Christmas time here and the house is all a bustle. Yes, I just said that don’t judge me. Avie and Vinny have been busting their asses getting all the presents wrapped, the house clean and basically being little hyper active elves on speed who occasionally run into each other, scrap, kiss and run off again to their respective Christmas cheer.

Me, I’ve been writing papers, which aside from my Management paper, I’ve been enjoying. I feel like I’m actually making sense in my film papers, like I’m not just filling it full of bullshit or regurgitating other research but actually referencing my observations and applying it to what I’m covering in class. I have to say that by doing that I feel, oh I don’t know… smarter? More like an actual student instead of an adult playing at being a student?

So that’s where I’m at, posting randomly on a Tuesday night when I really should be curled up in bed or working on a conclusion to that damnable Management paper. I wanted to send something out there to the internet that other than Facebook or Google+, I have other thoughts. Other stuff is happening with me other than being a flibbity jibbit.

I’ve played with some of the blog links (like removing the character blogs which are pretty much defunct) and blogs I don’t read anymore. I went ahead and added Yoshi cause I could as well as “Hyperbole and a Half”. Maybe I’ll add my facebook info as well as my Google+, though not tonight, it’s already late and like I said, sleepy time!.

So theres that. Let’s hope I keep this momentum going actually do something with this space. Or maybe it’ll be another two years till you hear from me. Who knows.

First REAL post (since I'm writing over that lame ass test post. Ain't I cool?)

Don't you hate those? The first posts of a brand spankin' new blog and there isn't much to say. I've been doing some research lately on what other people have done and what seems to be the norm when starting up a new, non LiveJournal blog.

And let me tell ya, there aren't many options.

I popped over to Miss Doxie's page and discovered that when she restarted (she apparently had a blog before the current incarnation) she started it with 'Ouch'. How can you top that? Seriously? You can top this woman! She mooned Atlanta for crying out loud!

Terry Moore had some random person telling us all that he isn't Terry Moore, nor has he ever been Terry Moore, but this person is setting it up for him. I can only assume that this is Madia, his webmistress.

Jane Espenson (she wrote for Buffy and Angel) had a big ole welcome, announcing her new blog and such. Then again, Ms. Espenson is a crazy good writer (I write good too!) and word smith and even thoguh I just popped over there for like a second, it looked interesting!

Joss Whedon is too cool for blogs and just abuses Whedonesque, making the poor mods wondering how the heck he uses a web browser. (Note: Love Joss to bits, but really he has a hard time with their software. I'm not sure if its intentional or not but its damn funny!

Neil Gaiman, just like Terry Moore didn't even do his first post. Slackers.

So really, having done said research and wondered for, oh, 5 minutes, I realized that I'm not famous. Yet. So really, why am I fussing over what the hell to blog to the wilds of cyberspace and to no one yet because, really only two people know of this blog's exsitance.

Though I suspect that once people start reading this I will have a readership of like 5, one of which being my Mother. That is if she can figure out the internet. (Hi Mom! I know you can work the internet! I'm just kidding!)

Woo. Now that we've dodged THAT bullet!

I feel that it is my duty to write something profound and earth shattering; something deep and meaningful about myself. Like the fact that I am a tattooed, queer girl with a love for frogs, Buffy the Vampire Slayer and cheese. I have this desire, nay burning need to tell the world that I run gaming conventions in New Jersey with my partners (didn't tell you WHAT kind of queer girl I am!), hate my job and am currently attempting to try to do college.

I have responsibility to the blogging community to be witty and sweet and to win you over with this single post that will have you all running back to this page every ten minutes, hitting refresh and anxiously awaiting something to happen.

Ya know first posts are kinda daunting like that. It's like writing in a new journal for the first time. You want to make sure that your handwriting is perfect; your sentences well structured and are full of witty remarks. Like this:

"Dearest Diary,

Today was beautiful! The birds were singing their beautiful songs and the sun was shining from the heavens like a gift from God. I ran to the stop of the hill and sang my little heart out! 'The hills are alive!' I chorsed!"

But really after the third entry your hand has gotten a cramp and you're just slapping anything in there.

"Dude. Today was the shittest ever. I so stubbed my toe on the bed frame again and I think the cat puked. It was nasty!"

So I suppose that I should start this bad boy off like I'm going to be handling most entries: snarky.


Dear Readers:
While my people are stuck in the wilds of Manhattan, I am entertaining myself by figuring out how to blog like a grownup. Bye-bye LJ, helllllo blogspot.

I'm so clever. I'm so clever that I stole that from my girlfriend. Ha!