Um

[weetuskenraider]

You guys, my player is hugging a book and making squeaky noises.

It's kind of scary.

[There are vague spoilery comments for Fate of the Jedi: Outcast here.]

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[endsthegame]

Card writes a sequel 25 years after the original without rereading the original.

And then we get the traumatized 14-year-old war veteran genius who apparently changed into a suave seducer of young women overnight. Who knew!

Buh is right. (Never has this icon been more applicable)

[weetuskenraider]

. . . oh, boy does that EVER SOUND FAMILIAR.

I totally sympathize on the personality transplant front.

[endsthegame]

It's probably harder than we think.

You know. Reading your back canon. There must be some pitfall we're missing.

[weetuskenraider]

Oh, something ended up missing somewhere.

(Which part of it?)

[endsthegame]

Ender in Exile. It's supposed to cover Ender age 13-16.

Iiii just sit here and stare. Apparently he's going to actually rewrite the original book to suit this one and it HURTS MY BRAIN.

[weetuskenraider]

Oh, NO.

WHY.

[endsthegame]

Because he couldn't be bothered to reread the original before he went into the new one.

ONE MORE PASSAGE about Ender and his heroic surpression of his heterosexuality and I fear I might cry. Oh, and the Gary Stu-ing of Ender. And so many more things. I need a dagger to stab myself with. I think he's gotten all of one of the old characters down for a few pages in this book. It's sad.

[weetuskenraider]

Yeah, I so feel your pain from my last canon run. Only you're the main character so you have it SO MUCH WORSE.

[endsthegame]

I think I should be happy that Card got distracted from me to focus on Bean for several books before he decided to attack me.

[weetuskenraider]

It's kind of sad when the best we can be glad for is a temporary respite, isn't it?

[endsthegame]

It's always nice to find a blip of IC in a sea of WTF.

And then you cling to it. Like a lifeline.

[weetuskenraider]

I'm back to being IC again! I don't know who's more glad about that, her or me.

[endsthegame]

My player insists I tell you, 'CLING, PUSSYCAT, CLING CLING'.

I might never be IC again.

[weetuskenraider]

OH, BELIEVE ME, THERE IS CLINGING. Because I never know with these writers.

[endsthegame]

Well, at least I know with my writer... *eyes the crazy guy*