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No Limits
The season finale of ats_nolimits went up last night. (No, the status of any future episodes or related projects hasn't been decided yet.) It's called Feileacan, it's by thebratqueen, and it contains the most I'llbeinmybunk scene of the entire series, for me. (Though Kita's debauched-Anna-Karenina Spike runs a very close second).

I'm still all limbo-y about the season. One moment dancedancedance oh god it's over! One moment wow, that was over a year of my life, and it's over. No project responsibilities hanging over my head is wonderful and weird (and my brain still doesn't really track the concept - I'm still antsy even though there's nothing to be antsy about); no new episode to look forward to is disconcerting and weird. (And if I'm feeling this, it's got to be only a 10th of the level of what flaming_muse, justhuman, and thebratqueen are experiencing, given the levels of constant organizational insanity they've been working at.)

I'm really, really impressed with the project, though, and everyone who contributed to it. I'm not talking about the literary quality of the season itself -- I am impressed with that, but dude, involved in the thing, obviously extremely biased -- but the fact that we all worked together to get this thing completed, and we did complete it. Didn't lose interest, didn't fall apart due to external or internal anything, didn't let it fade away and die and whistle whenever anybody brought it up. (*looks around at own list of stalled WIPs and dropped RPGs; whistles*)

We survived fannish drift, falls down staircases, car accidents, colds from hell, marriages, moves, the intermittent overwhelming desire to kill each other and/or blow up the world, readers who thought it was too gay, readers who thought it wasn't gay enough, global warming and the astronomically skyrocketing prices of tea and quaaludes in the past year and a half.

We had writers, editors, vidders, graphic and web designers, researchers for both canon and real-world info - - even a location-scout in magelette, all working together. We had readers who kept us going just by being interested and enthusiastic and not killing us for long hiatuses or the times when our other writing projects took a back-seat to the virtual season. We had friends and family members who also didn't kill us when we whined and screamed and talked out plots with them and then complained that it wouldn't work and OMG I hate everything and everyone and I want ice cream Right Now. *waves to maeyan*

And it's done. Whatever else happens in that universe, we made a whole season of fake TV.

In conclusion... uh. I love you guys? Also, muffins.

*smells them*


2005-12-02 08:11 pm (UTC) (Link)

That was the most beautiful summation of this whole thing. Thank you for doing that, and all your hard work for this season. The fact that it was done, with so many people and so many different responsibilities, is just amazing.


2005-12-02 08:29 pm (UTC) (Link)

*I smooch U*

Also, I have had 32 oz. of hot coffee. CAN YOU TELL????


2005-12-02 08:31 pm (UTC) (Link)


Um, wait. Coffee? There was coffee?


2005-12-02 08:33 pm (UTC) (Link)

There was. Now it is in my bladder tummy.


2005-12-02 08:36 pm (UTC) (Link)

You know, if you keep showing me T&A I'm never going to be able to concetrate.


2005-12-02 08:43 pm (UTC) (Link)

That would be TERRIBLE!


2005-12-02 08:44 pm (UTC) (Link)

Well, my boss might think so. I'm too mezmerized to respond coherently, at the mo'.


2005-12-02 09:35 pm (UTC) (Link)

Yes, it was something I can point to and say, 'See? I was part of that' and feel proud.

I was involved as writer or beta on... I don't know how many episodes. Ten? Twelve? Lost count after a while.

And sometimes it was hard work; writing Act Three in isolation when I hadn't read Act One or Two was... interesting ;-) but it was always a challenge, always fun, and I had the pleasure of co-writing with justhuman and wesleysgirl which made it chocolate ice cream with sprinkles and a Flake, fun.

So much going on in the background though. Wow. Producing, writing, esearch, betas, graphics, vids, webpages...

Applause all around.


2005-12-05 04:32 pm (UTC) (Link)

chocolate ice cream with sprinkles and a Flake, fun.

So which one of you was the flake, again? *g*


2005-12-05 04:34 pm (UTC) (Link)

::sticks out chocolate-covered tongue::

(Do you have Flakes over here, btw? To make 99s with? Or am I just being very English?)


2005-12-05 04:40 pm (UTC) (Link)

We can get them in the import sections of various stores, but they don't actually make 'em here.


2005-12-02 09:44 pm (UTC) (Link)

Ya'll are my heroes.


2005-12-05 04:33 pm (UTC) (Link)

*floves you for debauched Spike*


2005-12-02 11:46 pm (UTC) (Link)

Yis, excellence. *throws party*


2005-12-05 04:34 pm (UTC) (Link)

We can rest now, Buffy. *drapes self over cross, topless*


2005-12-03 01:50 am (UTC) (Link)

We love you, too. And muffins. You've been such a rock throughout this process. Thank you. *smooches*


2005-12-05 04:35 pm (UTC) (Link)

*snicker* *looks at ass in mirror* I bet none of your friends have a rock this big.


2005-12-03 03:03 pm (UTC) (Link)

You're forgetting the part where you took rough drafts (mine, at least) and polished them into greatness. This was a great project, and it was amazing working with you (and all of you)!


2005-12-05 04:37 pm (UTC) (Link)


*waves back*


2005-12-04 05:44 pm (UTC) (Link)

Speaking from the "didn't kill us when we whined and screamed and talked out plots with them and then complained that it wouldn't work and OMG I hate everything and everyone and I want ice cream Right Now" side (heh, but I also read a few eps), I am not so sure how *I* feel now that the season is over, but a big congrats to all who worked on it - proof that Fandom is not as loose-jointed and "me-me-me" as is often said.

Except for THOSE guys, of course...

*hugs you all*

Re: *waves back*


2005-12-05 04:39 pm (UTC) (Link)

So I should tell you right now that we've committed to two more seasons, right?

Sorry. Just felt the need to scare the crap out you. With LOVE.