[LNH20/LNH-ELSE] Bite-Size Tales of the LNH v20 #10: 'Sir Lancelot's Masticator' [HCC35]
Andrew Perron
pwerdna at gmail.com
Sat Mar 9 22:51:59 PST 2013
On Sun, 10 Mar 2013 02:01:23 +0000 (UTC), Saxon Brenton wrote:
> Bite-Size Tales of the LNH v20 #10
> 'Sir Lancelot's Masticator'
> By Saxon Brenton
YES MORE SAXON GOOD
> The Professor gave her a mischievous look and said, "The movement's
> easy. Think of them as a type of water wheel. Only in this case the
> 'water' is the passage of time."
...isn't *everything* powered like that, in the end?
> Using the
> pencil as a lever, he prised the gear away from contact with the rest
> of the assemblage. The separated gear fell away from the others, hit
> the table, and lay still. The others kept grinding away.
Damn. Interesting.
> The Professor picked up the gear and placed it back into contact
> with the assemblage - but this time rather than orientating it so that
> it was upright he placed it so that it was horizontal. It made no
> difference. As soon as it was in position to pick up movement from the
> teeth of the adjacent gears it simply locked into place and continued
> on as though nothing had changed. "Hmm," went Penumbra. "Interesting."
Damn! DOUBLE interesting!
> And that actually makes it a bit more
> interesting, because in theory you could use it to grow new gears of
> magically de-natured orichalcum. But the point is they grow is size
> and number, and when they're massive enough you get a serious risk of
> crushing. Took Sir Lancelot's right arm off, according to Murray-Mead."
Hmmmmmm. o.o Ouch.
> And because these are profession story tellers that
> we're talking about, they just ignored any facts that didn't fit, and
> generally made up crap.
That's how I do it!
> The inhabitants of the island
> had a legend that in the remote past the island had hosted a colony of
> @lantis, and it was with their wisdom of the ancients that they had
> built the engine, which the later arrivals had never learnt the
> workings of."
Ahhhhhhhh. <3 <3 <3
> "Then one day Sir Lancelot arrived on the island. He hears about
> the engine and the efforts of the people of the island to keep it from
> growing out of control, and apparently he decides it's diabolic in
> nature. He went to the tower, but despite Lancelot's repeated efforts
> couldn't find a way to deal with it decisively. And then, being
> Lancelot, his frustrations got the better of him, and he went berserk
> and started attacking the engine with brute force."
> Granny sighed. "Yes, that sounds like Lancelot."
It really does. `-`; Did you know that Monty--
> Penumbra nodded absently. "Mmm. A lot of people don't realise
> how accurate the characterisation of him in _Monty Python and the Holy
> Grail_ was.
Oh. You did. Okay.
> "How did he keep from bleeding to death?" asked Granny, curiously.
> "Was this early enough in his career that he could use his state of
> grace to heal himself?"
Just like Wolverine!
> He closed the book. "Murray-Mead theorises that Lancelot eventually
> learnt to use a sword left handed and thereby retained his position of
> the most powerful knight of the round table.
'Tis just a flesh wound!
> And the moral of the story is:
> keep a close watch on your magical engines."
> "I thought it was that writers make up stuff if the truth doesn't
> suit their purposes," Granny said.
> "Well, that too."
Both very relevant.
> Second part. This part is LNH Elsewhirl.
Oooooooo.
> Can-Handle-Any-Type-Of-Change-Except-For-The-Ultimate-Ninja-Wearing-
> A-Cape Lad walked through the devastated Net.ropolis.
YES
> The situation
> didn't involve Ultimate Ninja wearing a cape, so CHATOCEFTUNWACLad could
> look upon the death of the Looniverse without breaking down into a
> sobbing basket case, but that didn't mean he didn't feel a sense of
> immense loss.
Yessssssssss <3
> So when the seeming young man looked up and saw Can-Handle-
> Any-Type-Of-Change-Except-For-The-Ultimate-Ninja-Wearing-A-Cape Lad,
> and smiled an open smile that for all the world looked like a benevolent
> joyful zest for life, it did not fool the Legionnaire. "Hey there!
> Glad you could make it."
> "Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos, Messenger of the Outer Gods,"
> Can-Handle-Any-Type-Of-Change-Except-For-The-Ultimate-Ninja-Wearing-A-
> Cape Lad said, almost formally.
Oh. I thought it was Kid E. `-`
> And at that point Fourth Wall Lass ripped open the wound in reality
> left over from the Omaha Project and the Looniverse shredded faster than
> the speed of plot.
Ooooooooh. o.o Which reminds me of a vague idea I had to use some sort of
vague cosmic being involved in the Omaha Project called "Omaha" as a bad
guy in an homage to "The Three Doctors", because the way they pronounce
"Omega" in that sounds remarkably similar.
...but I think I'm going with a different bad guy.
> Nyarlathotep died. And because he was a *single* poly-dimensional
> entity existing across multiple universe and multiverses and multiversal
> clusters, *all* of him died.
Ooooooooooh.
> The stories Nyarlathotep appeared in were abrogated. The events
> they depict never happened. They are now lies. Yes, even the Lovecraft
> originals.
> Not that this will stop the writers. Because story tellers just
> ignore any facts that aren't convenient to them, and are always making
> up crap.
Niiiiiiiice. <3 <3 <3
> Written for the 35th High Concept Challenge: 'Ruined Forever!'
> Submitted very late; certainly too late to be voted on.
Interesting. Why didn't you just submit one half of it? Well, I guess there
was a necessary thematic link...
> Normally I at least
> get an idea for the HCC, and it's sheer laziness on my part that keeps
> the story from being written.
SAME
> There
> was the possibility of writing something featuring Vile Lamer (the Kyle
> Rayner Green Lantern expy that Tick and Badger created when DC tried
> to get rid of Hal Jordon during the 1990s trend of replacing their
> characters with younger, hipper versions; surely as thematically
> appropriate to Dvandom's core Concept as you could hope.).
Ah, yes. When the problem was that they were creating too many new
characters. x.x
> All in all: Curse you Dvandom! May you be tied to a chair and a
> swarm of vermiMACS nibble off your naughty bits!
> [grumpgrumpgrumpgrumpgrump]
MWAHAHAHAH
> Anyway. This doesn't really hold together very well as a story;
> it's more a collection of exposition dumps strung together with an
> common theme. Barely even qualifies as a shaggy dog ending.
Oh, I dunno. It's a strong theme, at least.
> Nor does the cosmological setup hold up to scrutiny. There are
> far too many fictional settings with cosmologies where Lovecraft's Great
> Old Ones - if they could exist at all - would be relegated to being just
> another bunch of powerful interdimensional monsters. At best, you might
> be able to limit it to a case of 'only one Nyarlathotep per multiverse'.
> Which is cool. Because that means I've only offed one of them, and
> another iterantion can still turn up - under his net.pun guise of
> Nyarlatho.text - at some future time.
Screw canon, I have ideas!
> The bit about Fourth Wall Lass being able to, in extremis, rip a
> hole open all the way to Real Life and simply obliterate an opponent
> is an idea I've had sitting around in the back of my head for over a decade.
<3 Of course, it also obliterates the universe. Which makes sense.
Andrew "NO .SIG MAN" "Juan" Perron, seriously thought the second part was
strong on its own.
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