July 07, 2018, 11:42:45 AM by TaoPhoenix
Well now, we officially have The Individual vs The Hive!
Game Show Host please take it away!
"Against the Anonymous", time marches on. To try to BOTH develop a voice and then make sure *that voice never appears again* ... feels like it runs counter to most of writing!
It varyingly leads to some combo of:
1. "Throwaway stories, so we by definition should not care about the character because She/It/He can never appear again, or the same world , or the same literary style, or any research, or ...
2. I had a conversation with my brother, he's smarter than I am! And we rehashed a piece of Childhood wherein he could just smash out a paper and have it nearly automatically be B+ or higher.
Then he met a certain teacher he is due to visit in Europe next month, who gave him one of his only F's in his life for such a paper. Why? Because he spent no work on it. So it was solid, but ... in the Writer-esque words of a certain chess program and one pause added by me:
"There is .... no more."
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(Intro in the style of Arthur C. Clarke RIP)
Meanwhile over in Writer's Workshop, a lonely and forlorn character with WAY Too Much Dopamine has been doing its very best to Love the World, and usually getting laughed at.
But I am fond of a nickname he gave me, and yet this week had another episode of Fighting for the Rights of the Lost, and this week he put his very best effort forward, using up weeks worth of failing creative powers all in one go, just to be noticed.
And Charcoal Beak did.
And so, that Story Idea has been "Escorted Here" ... for whichever level of Escort you wish to daydream of ... for our unsung writer daydreams of many, ... You owe me one for this fella.
Here we go. Start the Clock.
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THIS spawned:
A certain rat, that is. Or, Half-Rat. Her mother was actually a mouse, but her Sire came from the Bloodline of Rat Legend. Sire himself, was none other than the Rat Who Sang, the Cybernetic songs of Rat and Dragon, as depicted and Annotated by the Great Scribe Cordwainer Smith. Uncle Joe was the brother of one of Harry Harrison's Rats, but he was much gentler, and opened a restaurant in Brooklyn.
But because Rat Genes are dominant, but the Mouse Quantity of genes was greater, Clarisse ran afoul of the Gattaca laws and subcultures. She both hated to lie and lying on medical tests was severly punished, so she opted for more indirect means, such as somehow never completing some of them, or having them performed in places with utterly run down equipment.
But it was Apartheid done 2257 Style. So she "socially" decided to change species.
But her genetic split was also *very nearly* even, some 47-53%, and those 47% Rat Genes, from TWO stellar bloodlines, packed a wallop. Gorgeous fur. Cavernous chest cavity. A Singer's Larynx. And with just the right about of aggressive vowel and consonant shifts on the accent, "Claurance", to nestle the phrase in the throat, "Looked like a man, Sounded like a man, and Knew men..." ... who are the satisfied lovers to tell you otherwise?!
But it was a War on Genetic Pollution, and the overlords were known as Hawks now, as then. Some linguistic pundit began calling the Tit-Mice "Meadow Fairies". Who was Linnaeus to know how slang would develop nearly four centuries after his time?
But Former Presidential candidate (write-in) N'gube Wheeler, took up the cause of Gen-Mods. He somehow got the name "the Ogre Under the Porch" from some smashup of Twich.tv memes merged to form a Tier 1 Sub Emote on Former President Obama's LiveStream.
On March 15, 2257, some student in Idina Menzel's History of Broadway class partied too hard pretending it was Halloween and decided it was a good idea to do Wheelies on a skateboard off the University Library steps while dressed like the green witch from Wicked. He got to Know Claurance, and while passionately licking his ear, he failed to notice an approaching Genetic Enforcement officer's vehicle.
But such were Claurance's Powers of Persuasion, he Whipped Out ... a Big Mac Microphone and a VGER camera, popped two Chinatown Dragon Pills in honor of father, and Flash-Streamed the best Love Scene in six hundred years -
... On March 15, 2257.
... Outside a Library.
... On Twitch.
Pornographic Shakespeare Emotes ensued. Speculation has it the Officer got caught up with a side show of Groupies and retired from the Hawk Force to become a live action star.
As as for Claurance?
He Saw, He Came, and so he Conquered. And using Holo-Glass Technology, was Known to all, and he Loved them back, with his Final Emote.
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