After my four-day weekend, my brain still isn’t in a ‘writerly’ (see: functioning) kind of mood. Because of this, and because I’m still debating which WIP I’m going to pick up next (‘Serious Game 2.0’ or ‘Apathy’s Hero’), I’m letting my characters guest post. They get to convince me which one I want to work with.
Max (short for Lorraine), works the business end of technology. She’s smart, sarcastic, and a little self-conscious (see: No Kiss and Just Kiss Already. And she’s caught the attenion of two of the most prestigous men in video game development.
Lexi (short for…Lexi probably), is a stripper. She’s smart, sarcastic (damn, seeing a trend here), and completely not self conscious. (See: Page 99). She also doesn’t believe she’s Lucifer’s daughter.
Lexi: Starbucks, really? Doesn’t supporting this kind of corporate toolage eat at your soul?
Max: No more than taking my clothes off for money would. You like good coffee, right? This was convenient.
Lexi: Yeah. good coffee. Not coffee flavored sugar brewed from the blood of orphans. There’s this little shack down the road, the girls are all friendly, they earn their tips, it’s local.
Max: Coffee all comes from the same places. Besides Starbucks has a brilliant marketing plan, they know what they’re doing, they can survive even when there’s two of them on the same corner…
Lexi (interupting): blah, blah, blah. They crush souls, like all corporations. You know, like the one that almost drove your men to the brink of insanity. Why are we talking about this? Can we talk about something interesting?
Max: Like your non-stop denial that you’re surrounded by all things godly? How do you overlook the fact that some guy is willing to shoot arrows of moonlight at fire-encased super-villians in your name? How do you look at that and say “No, my life is normal. I’m an atheist. Gods don’t exist.”
Lexi: Jealous much? When was the last time someone speared a super-villan for you? I never said they didn’t exist. I just don’t worship any of them.
Max: It’s happened…metaphorically…kind of
Lexi: A video game doesn’t count.
Max: I don’t live in magical god-land. It’s not a fair comparison.
Lexi: I don’t either. I just happen to know a couple of people who can be all rawr and shit when they want. Seriously, though? This coffee is like a diabetic coma in a cup. You could have warned me. I noticed you only got half-syrup.
Max: Well, yeah. Sorry it’s sucking. You can have some of mine.
Lexi: Don’t worry about it. Next time, though, I pick the place.
Max: Next time? Because the pseudo cat-fight does it for you?
Lexi: Only if you can keep up your half the argument. Besides, didn’t you say something about your boyfriend wanting a…
Max (cutting her off): No. Maybe. But no. That was off the record.
Lexi: Suit yourself. By the way, I think I win.
Max: No. Totally a draw.
Lexi: Only because she likes you better than me. I still win.
