25 May 2017 @ 11:12 pm
Network + Action= Open | This is definitely not a book review  
[ There's a blonde on the screen. She's got her long, curly hair pulled over one shoulder and she's leaning in a little on her elbows. She waves at the screen. ] So, this is definitely not a book review. In fact, I'm sort of wondering what I'm going to do my vlogs over if it's not books. Maybe I'll just talk about them in a general sense. Books are good. Portable magic. Yadda yadda. it's not the same, is it? [ She sighs dramatically. ] Aslan and I are at the book store, in our proper bodies. Come see us at Subtext and have an iced coffee. Gracie out.

For those that take Gracie up on her offer of books and iced coffee, they'll find her curled up in a big, squishy armchair near the front of the shop. She's reading a book and has an iced coffee at hand. There's a grey and white Scottish Fold cat dozing in the front window. She'd had a fun few days in Dani's body, zipping around, running into things and generally making a pest of herself, but she's grateful to be in her own body again.

When the bell over the door rings out, Gracie looks up with a smile on her face. "Hey, have a look around and if I can help you with anything, let me know."

Unless, of course, she knows you, then she'll be out of her chair, coffee abandoned on an end table to dole out hugs.
30 March 2017 @ 06:31 pm
Network + Action = Open | I am being perfectly f*%king civil  
[ There’s a blonde girl on the video. It’s pretty clear that she’s in the bookshop, Sub Text, from what can be seen around her. She’s got a coffee cup at her elbow that says ‘Books turn muggles into wizards’. She waves a little at the camera. ]

I haven’t done one of these in ages so clearly, I’m slacking. I’ve actually been doing a lot of reading lately. I know, I can hear BFF from home yelling at me to go out and get a life already, Gracie. I’m working on it. I mean...I will work on it. Probably.

Which brings me to book boyfriends. Don’t question how my brain works, just go with the flow. Last month while the flying monsters were...flying, I stayed inside in order to avoid becoming a damsel in distress and I got completely lost in Henrietta, Virginia. Where is Henrietta, Virginia you might ask, other than the obvious answer: in Virginia. It’s a fictional town set in the world of the Raven Boys. There’s a private school called Aglionby Academy, a public school that no one ever really seems to go to and a Welsh King that’s been dead for over 500 years.

None of that is the point. The point is the characters, the boys and more to the point: Adam, Gansey and Noah. I’ll take a date with all of them. Seriously, though. Each in their own way are so precious. They deserve all of the hugs so selflessly, what do we say to that?

[ She gives the camera a look like ‘oh, you know it’s coming’.]

I volunteer!

[ She sits back a little, clearly pleased with herself.]

Equally as amazing are their true loves, because did you all think I would be reading this if true love weren’t part of the equation? I want to be friends with Blue and...I’m not sure what I want to do with Ronan. Bad boys have never been my thing. Maybe play with his raven, which is not a dirty joke.

And Noah...we are not talking about Noah.

In short, I’ve got the entire quartet of books here at the shop. If you promise to read them, care lovingly for the characters inside and adore them, they can be yours for the low, low price of…

[ She drum rolls on the table next to her]


And now it’s time for me to do actual work. Gracie out.

[ There’s a final wave from the blonde and the video goes black]

((ooc: feel free to talk to Gracie via the network or stop by Subtext and say hi. No fourth walled parties were injured in the making of this vlog))
11 November 2016 @ 01:13 pm
Network | Action | Open  
♥ Network

Buy one get one free sale at Subtext bookshop today. No. I'm kidding since it's really more of a library than a bookshop in that we don't take money. Anyway, I'm here all day and I woke up this morning to a deed and a key. To the bookshop, I mean. Anyway, come see me?

Gracie out.

♥ Action

She really had woken up this morning to a congratulations new owner note and the key to the bookshop. That had been odd, but also in line with everything she's learned about this place. Gracie throws on a pair of jeans, some Chucks and a Harry Potter sweatshirt then coaxes Aslan into a big bag before heading to the bookstore. She's a little apprehensive about her key working, though she's not sure why. She just graduated from college. She's not sure she actually has enough responsibility to own a bookshop, but it is kind of a dream job.

Once inside with the door shut, she lets Aslan out of the bag and gets to work setting up her laptop, brewing a pot of coffee and generally opening things for the day. At some point, she'll start a fire in the fireplace and spend most of her day either exploring the shelves or reading. When the bell above the door rings to let her know someone is here she yells out 'Don't let the cat out!' and looks up from whatever she's doing to say hi.

At some point, she'll discover the very cool apartment above the bookshop. Well, that's convenient, isn't it?
04 October 2016 @ 06:00 pm
open ⚜ praise and glory are two of my favorite things  
It's true that, even very recently in Porthos's life back in Paris, he's seen every horrible bit and piece of war. Porthos has battled entire armies, been captured, survived, barely escaped with his life. It's terrifying and thrilling, to say the least. And Porthos would have it no other way. He's a soldier, through and through. He's a very simple man, really. He dreams of things outside of his reality as many men and women do, but he doesn't try to step outside of his lane anymore, not since he's been a Musketeer. Being a soldier, a Musketeer, is where he belongs. He likes the thrill of it, the danger, the camaraderie between him and other soldiers like him.

When monsters, the likes of which he has never seen, start to flood Itinere, at first he's startled. Things of nightmares, things he could never have even thought to dream up, dangerous beasts with the intent to kill are somewhat daunting no matter what world or time period a man is from. Then, after the initial terror, he takes up arms. Because maybe this is what he's needed since arriving here, a real foe to fight.

This giant of a man can be found out and about by himself, of course, in full Musketeer armor and armed for battle. Maybe he's fighting some beast or rescuing some stranded citizen. But for the most part, he'll stick close to his comrade, Aramis. The two of them fight side-by-side like two dance partners, well accustomed to one another's mind, moves and counter-moves when in a sticky situation. While each of them are excellent soldiers in their own right, they're strongest when together, fighting as a unit. This, the terrors running through a usually peaceful city, is a much needed reminder of that. All for one and one for all.

ooc: let me know in the subject line if you want not just Porthos, but TWO Musketeers. That's right, TWO for the price of one. I'm sure we can make that happen.
07 September 2016 @ 08:36 pm
Open | Network or Action | You're dripping like a saturated sunrise  
[ The woman on the screen is young and blonde. She smiles a little at the camera and waves then tucks her long hair behind her ears. ] I’m Gracie. I’ve been here for a few days trying to...adjust. [ Her brow furrows a little at that. ] I used to have a vlog back home--I graduated with a degree in communications--and I thought I’d start vlogging here. I figured I’d get to talk to some of you guys and it’d help me adjust. Anyway, I’ve heard a lot of things about this place and they are way too sci-fi for me to really believe them, but I want to. Things like time waits for you back home. I mean, I’ve got a shift that started five hours ago and Gemma hasn’t got anyone else to cover. Mom and I were...not fighting--she doesn’t fight with me; we disagree. Anyway, that’s not how I want to leave things if that’s the last I’m going to see of her, you know?

[ She leans back a little as a cat jumps into her lap.] This is Aslan. He came here with me. I was literally walking across my living room to go to bed and yet...somehow my favorite jeans and tee shirt are here hanging in the closet of the apartment I was given to stay in. Nothing makes sense. [ She worries at her bottom lip a moment before she releases it and begins talking again. ]

It’s not all bad though. Fancy phone PDA thing for one. There are some reasonably cool buildings around this place. Some of them...I’m not even sure they’re supposed to exist. Then there are some things that are too good to be true, like that no one has asked me for money, a credit card or a room number in any of the stores. I got the briefing. I understand that everything is free. I’m just wondering, what’s the catch?

[ She makes a face at the camera. ] Sorry. I’m not usually this Phillip K Dick about things. [ She pushes the cat off her lap and rolls a small golden sphere around on the table. ] With that in mind, I’m going to do some more shopping--can it even be called shopping when it’s all free? That’s more like high opportunity scavenging or something. I’m also going to figure out how to open this snitch I found on my table this morning. Unfortunately, there are no helpful clues like ‘I open at the end’. If I see any of you guys out there, feel free to stop me and say hi.

Gracie out. [ She waves again and clicks the video feed off ]

[ooc lots of options here for Gracie. Feel free to talk to her on the network or find her out and about pretty much anywhere in town. You can also have normal Gracie, affected (high) Gracie, or crashing Gracie. Be specific in the subject line and/or in the tag! ]