8FOLD: Red Hart # 4, "The Constant Moon"

[Andrew Perron]

On 9/11/2014 9:09 AM, Tom Russell wrote:

That ASCII title is still amazing.

> JULIE ANN
> We've been running scans since Fahrenheit Man brought you in. There's
> definitely some kind of ancient cosmic radiation permeating your
> cells. It's what triggered your transformation into this Red Hart.
>
> MATT
> "Ancient cosmic radiation." Well, that don't sound healthy.

"Permeating" is also a bad word to have next to "cells".

> TALOS
> There's a spaceship on fire heading straight for New York. We've got
> two minutes to redirect it before the governor fires the ion missiles.

It's better than a nuke, anyway.

> MATT [transforming into RED HART]
> Then time is precious, and the need is now!
> This mortal form's transformed by cosmic Light!
>
> JULIE ANN
> Okay, sure.

Heeheehee

> RED HART
> Tis but a simple trick to steady her,
> To hold aloft the vessel like a cloud,
> For I alone can wield the stuff of stars!

Well jeez, ya don't got to brag about it

> RED HART
> Within that shell mine antlers do detect
> Such peerless particles of power pure
> And ancient that they must can only be
> The scattered echoes of a murdered god!
>
> JULIE ANN
> That's... that's not good. Right?
>
> TALOS [sarcastically]
> Thanks, Wazowie.
>
> FAHRENHEIT MAN
> Hey!

I love the reactions. <3

> RED HART
> 'Twas mortal flesh that did request thy meal.
> This form doth sup upon the sacred stars.
> No food do I require, fair battle-wench.
>
> JULIE ANN
> .... I'm going to stop you right there while you're so very, very not ahead.

*cackles madly*

> RED HART
> The moon, the flood, my uncle: all are doom.
> But flood is slow; the bad moon's on the rise.
>
> JULIE ANN
> Thanks, we'll give that... credence. You guys see what I did there? Credence?

heeheeheeheeheeeeeeee

> RED HART
> When first this demon moon did terrorize
> The cosmos, all its brilliant, peerless minds
> Did swiftly gather and, together, work
> To solve the problem. But, though they had toiled
> For life-spans infinite, they found no cure,
> No shield that could defend the universe,
> No weaponry that could the beast destroy,
> No chains that could restrain its fearsome might,
> No love that could its heart to pity move.
> No hope, except to trick the moon to sleep,
> And pray its slumber could outlast all time,
> That none would dare disturb his restless rest.
>
> JULIE ANN
> So they just kicked the can down the road. Nice to know some things
> stay the same after fifteen billion years.

Friggin' Lovecraft.

> JULIE ANN
> Yeah, well, neither are we. We'll figure this out. Talos, you better
> call the Daylighters. We need Derek Mason.
>
> VAN [after a beat]
> ....Who?

!!!!! Oh-*ho*!

Andrew "NO .SIG MAN" "Juan" Perron, really enjoying this, you guys