Listening to: My Computer run.
Reading: The stuff on this screen.
Oh look, surprise, this account's not abandoned/dead.
For people who'd actually take the ten seconds to ask where I've been (None of you people), building magnificent weaponry models on Roblox. Yes, I've been playing a kid's building game thing. Seriously though. Magnificent guns.
Anyways, to the title.
Stranded: Cancelled. Realized how horrible what I had was. Sure, nuclear war, I had a good concept there and everything, but... Ugh. The hell was I thinking? Necromorphs? Interdimensional Holes? Giant Russian Mech Paradrops? So yeah. eez ded.
Second Chance: Bottom of my list. Rewrite it later when I've solidified ZA and all that.
My Encydros Fanfic: It's in limbo/development hell. Not sure if I'll write this.
Depression, the ZATR Story: Now, it's a tough call between this and Zim's Assistant for top priority. On one hand, this is my most popular fanfic and this cuts to the chase relatively quick. I think. On the other I had no plans for this at all. Nothing. At all. I didn't have any prewriting when I first wrote any of my fanfics, and this probably needs a backbone bad. So, this one rides shotgun.
Zim's Assistant: Gotta get up and do this. I have the plans, the direction for the story, it's just that I'm procrastinating too hard. I have the entire thing plotted out, and the beginnings of a sequel taking form on a word document. First priority. Hands down.