LNH/LUNA: The Liminals #8: Motivationquest part 3: Guilty Feet Ain't Got No Rhythm [2/2]
Drew Nilium
pwerdna at gmail.com
Mon Dec 14 22:41:50 PST 2020
On 12/14/20 4:23 PM, Jeanne Morningstar wrote:
<snip>
> Jeanne groaned, pressed deep into the ground of Hell by the Shoe Devil's attack.
> With the lack of motivation they were finding it harder to fight, move, harder
> even to breathe.
>
> "Jeanne!" heard a rather familiar, very cute voice in the distance.
>
> "Drew?"
Awwwwww. >#>
> "Yeah, I know. I can't help you directly, but I can give you a boon. See?" They
> waved their Knitting Needles of Continuity and intoned "Boon, boon, booooooon!"
X3
> A glowing boon symbol appeared in the shape of the rainbow UCX icon Drew uses on
> all social media.
Yessssss
> Jeanne touched it and was infused with holy ununnilic
> power!
I have to steal that word
> "I get it now," said Jeanne. "I may not have enough motivation on my own, but I
> don't have to be on my own! I have Drew, I have other friends and people I rely
> on, and we can draw on each other! Everyone who writes or comments is helping!"
yessssssss :D
> Jeanne resolved to give Drew some nectar the next time they saw them, or maybe
> some comics.
^#^
> They leaped up into the air, spun around, shifted their weapon back into
> swordmode, slashed at the Shoe Devil with their sword, and kicked it in the
> face. "HELLFIRE KICK!" they shouted. A burst of pink fire shot out of their feet
> as their kick landed.
yesssssss
> With their burning chain they traced the shape of a heart
> bound by a crown of thorns with a flame above it--the Sacred Heart--in the air.
> "HELLBOUND HEART!" The heart burst in and struck the Shoe Devil right in the
> face. "LOVELY!" it screamed.
yessssss :D :D :D
> Jeanne made a triumphant pose, and then keeled
> right over. Having made their finishing move, they were finished. The Shoe Devil
> was still there, though its flames were starting to sputter.
GASP!
> "You are nothing more than insects," said the Shoe Devil. "And I am the shoe
> which will crush you to oblivion!"
>
> "Yeah, well, I'm going to leave a nasty stain that will take forever to clean
> off!" said Manga Girl.
X3
> "I'll finish you before it takes too long. I have to make some trade
> negotiations with Net.phisto at four, and well, frankly I'm hoping I can skip
> that, but I'm getting bored enough with this fight i'd rather be at a meeting."
Wow, harsh, you don't gotta be like that dude
> The others were all holding back now. They were worn down, but Manga Girl only
> seemed to be growing stronger and stronger. The divine creative energy that had
> been held inside her was rushing out all at once. No one else could keep up with
> her, not even Net.Access--in her magical girl form, she wielded divine power,
> but Manga Girl *was* divine power.
ooooooooh. :o I see!
> Her body began
> to expand, her muscles growing larger and more powerful, her flesh began to
> twist and bubble and shift. When she was doens, he was a towering, muscular,
> satyr-like figure with hairy on her legs and back. Goat-like horns jutted out of
> her head. There was a huge, unblinking eye on her chest and others on her arms
daaaaaaaaaaamn :o
> "Hahahahaha! Fool! You have unleashed the true depths of my power! I am--DEVIL
> MANGA!"
X3 OF COURSE
> "Uh," said the Shoe Devil. For the first time, his smarmy confidence had been
> dented just a little.
X3
> She was mutating. As the fight went on, her body was stretching out more, drawn
> with scratchier lines and there were progressively more and more eyes on it.
> Everyone knew that the battle was now between the two of them, and the others
> would be lucky if they survived, whoever won.
Astounding.
> He knew he could not
> shift the plot or move out of it; this was something that had been built into
> his character arc for a long time. He could picture the moment before it
> happened, and even as he was fighting against it with all his might he knew it
> was no more possible to move out of the way than to stop the rising of the sun.
Ooooooh, yeah, damn. Relatable.
> "Wait just a minute," said the Shoe Devil, as he gazed into the layers of the
> narrative. "So... you're fighting me and you're fighting in the LNHQ *at the
> same time*... in an issue that was actually posted a while ago... and it's not
> even clear where on the timeline it takes place? That does it. Get out of here.
> And you can have your motivation back, I don't care."
X3 <3
> As they shot up from Hell, the hellfire burned away at them like a space craft
> in reentry. Jeanne held out a force bubble to shield them from it, shivering and
> screaming, holding it together even as the hellfire caught ahold of them and
> they started burning.
Phoenix-tastic!
> "Hnng. I'm never doing that again," said Jeanne, pulling themself up off the
> sidewalk. They looked like a gnarly Todd McFarlane-style revenant, a walking
> corpse barely held together by force of authorial will, with patches of hellfire
> bursting out of their body. But they were, more or less, alive.
Holy cow.
> But Manga GIrl was still transforming. "Please..." she growl/whimpered "...help
> me. I can't stop."
Holy cow!!
> Masterplan Lad stood up, swaying on his feet, and touched his Plot Device to
> her. He knew that in the other story thread the Plot Device had already been
> destroyed. He knew that if he didn't try to exert his Plot Device, there was a
> chance he could still hold it together, but if he used it to draw away her
> excess creative energy, it would shatter to pieces.
>
> He didn't even hesitate.
Yessssssssssss
> "No," said Maria. "No."
I disagree
> The violet energy left Manga Girl's body and was drawn into the Plot Device like
> lightning. It silently crumbled away into dust. Masterplan Lad fell to the
> ground. He was pale and tired, only inches away from death.
aaaaaaaaaaa so good
> "Of course." Jeanne let out a deep sigh. "Now I have to deal with being a
> fictional character on top of everything else."
I know right
> This was the
> cosmic authorial aspect of Jeanne, who everyone immediately thought of as "The
> Morningstar." Like a certain other cosmic entity of that name, they resembled
> David Bowie a bit, but more the Ziggy Stardust/Aladdin Sane version than the
> Thin White Duke one.
Oh lovely.
> "I can," said the Morningstar, "but there's a cost."
>
> "You don't have to give me that cornball speech about magic and narrative cost,"
> said character!Jeanne. "I remember. I wrote it." [Hungry, Hungry Sabertooths #6]
:3
> The Morningstar nodded. "To save MPL, you will have to give up your own
> authorial power. You will be completely separated from me and exist as a
> character in the story."
Dun dun dunnnnn!
> "Well, it beats dealing with the academic job market." Jeanne laughed.
I mean, valid.
> "Well, I got a motorcycle out of the deal. That's something, I guess... wait,
> why is my symbiote suit PINK?"
>
> "Well," said the Mornignstar, "Drew's costume as Writer's Block Person is
> purple, so since they're purple you have to be pink, by the laws of anime
> lesbianism."
Yessssssss. :D
> "But Drew is much more the pink girl in personality terms and I'm more the
> purple girl."
>
> "I know, I know," said the Morningstar, "you'll have to ask WBP why they're
> purple when you meet them, OK." And with that, they were gone.
>:3 <3 <3 <3
> Then they heard the chittering of kiwis. A patrol of power armored kiwis marched
> in toward them. After Alice tried to explain the situation but really couldn't,
> they performed first aid and got the bodies of MPL and Manga GIrl on stretchers.
> The kiwis bore them into the LNHQ, with the two net.heroines, the ex-writer, the
> trenchcoater and the ostrich following silently after.
Ah man, gotta figure out where this part goes on the timeline...
> Sheet music: the legendary "butt song from Hell" from Hieronymus Bosch’s Garden
> of Earthly Delights.
> [https://news.artnet.com/art-world/bosch-butt-song-from-hell-309732]
>
> "Capacious pockets": a phrase often used to describe the Fourth Doctor's pockets
> in Terrance Dicks's novelizations.
>
> The Discalced Carmelites: an order of Catholic nuns that is a branch of the
> Carmelite order, following its' founders original vow of poverty, including not
> wearing shoes. "Discalced" is Latin for "without shoes."
Love it.
> Next: The battle with the Shoe Devil is over. Who will survive, and what will
> they become?
Drew "dun dun dunnnn!" Nilium
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