LNH/LUNA/ACRA: The Liminals #6: Bondage and Determination, part 2 [part 2]
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Sun Nov 15 18:12:47 PST 2020
On 11/14/20 5:40 PM, Jeanne Morningstar wrote:
> "It's drama-based," said Masterplan Lad, "so it will start working at the exact
> moment that it seems like everything is going to fall apart."
Of course! :D
> He moved a portrait off the wall (of
> himself, of course),
> opened the safe behind it, and started hauling out a sack
> of money that were too large to fit in it. Magic, one supposed.
> "*What* was the deal?" said another mafiosi, this one greyer-templed and
> "Mario!" Luigi Vergilio made a wild conciliatory gesture.
> "A misunderstanding. Ha. Wand-explodus!"
> Masterplan Lad plucked another plot-string. Twang.
> "Shit, I just remembered!" said Mario. "Put that wand away! Our father's coming."
I love how this works. :3
> A steely man with swept-back gray hair walked into the room. He appeared to more
> or less literally be Marlon Brando from the Godfather. Masterplan Lad wondered
> why he kept running into Marlon Brandos so often.
> "It's him!" he said. "Jumpman Vergilio!"
YES :D :D :D
> "Pasta fazool!" he shouted, gesticulating wildly. "Vento Aureo! Chad Imbrogno!"
> Masterplan Lad felt faintly uncomfortable even though he knew his writer's
> mother's family was Italian.
I love this. X3
> They argued for a while in what the author seemed
> to think was Italian,
> The ostrich prepared to bum-rush the three mobsters. "Freezus forcefieldus!"
> said Jumpman,
> The spellbolts veered away from him, knocking the crocodile off the ceiling.
> "Ouch!" it tried to say, but being a dead crocodile it really couldn't.
X3 X3 X3 <3 <3 <3
> "Gratuitus Bondagus!" shouted Luigi Vergilio.
:3 :3 :3
> Before Masterplan Lad could bet
> up, he was suddenly wrapped up in ropes and a gag. He wanted to protest that
> this wasn't' actual Latin, but couldn't say anything.
> "All right," said Jumpman, in heavily accented English, since the writer was
> tired of that joke.
> One of the many story threads that flowed into being, which the
> writer may not have even consciously known when starting the story.
> But why did Masterplan Lad have to just passively let the story fall into place
> around him? Was there a way to work with the narrative?
> He couldn't move, he couldn't reach his plot device, but the one thing he knew
> he could do was flash back.
> What if he could use that? In the tabletop game Blades in the Dark, players
> could make a flashback move and perform actions that could plausibly fit into
> the past to set up their actions in the present, a convention of heist
> narratives. What if he could make that move?
OF COURSE. :D
> Even now, he was afraid to twist the narrative that way for his own sake. But he
> reminded himself: he was doing this for Maria.
> He thought about the italians. The fact he was playing the role of a plumber.
> The terrible joke about the names. The graffiti he'd seen earlier, which was
> clearly a reference to the urban legend about the Super Mario Galaxy box logo. Hmm.
> So, flashing back to his entrance into the apartment at the beginning of the
> previous issue, he made himself create a link to alt.nature.mushrooms.
:3 :3 :3
> And finally, with just a small twinge of guilt, he added a bit back into his
> meeting with Sharon and Alys where he got their numbers.
:3 :3 :3 <3
> "The hell's that?" said Luigi, but before he could do anything a pale tide of
> little red-capped mushroom people crashed into the room. They looked hungrily at
> the mafiosi with their little beady eyes and clicked their claws and their
> sharp, jagged teeth.
> "Someone opened a portal to a goddamn mushroom kingdom in the basement!" said
> Back at the apartment, they sat around the table and watched the thousand dollar
> bill burn in the candle flame..
<3 <3 <3
> "The rest of that's mine," said Maria, grabbing the sack of money and hugging it
> like a stuffed toy.
> "See? Now you can call
> on me whenever you need me--and I can do the same for you." She smiled and
> Masterplan Lad felt a not unpleasant little shiver up his spine.
> They spent the rest of the night talking about magickal narrative theory and
> terrible movies. After he left, he didn't call Maria back, not for a while. But
> he did think about her often. And he also thought about painting his nails.
> The Wizard Mafia is the lastl free-for-use element I thought up which can help
> serve as an unifying factor in Classic Lunaverse stories.
> I also want to thank Drew and Tom whose work helped me feel more comfortable
> writing about this sort of thing.
Awwwww <3 <3 <3
Drew "HECK YEAH!" Nilium
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