Kristin Hersh
A Loon
Some store I'm not going back there any more
Wandered in don't think I'll do that again
No I don't think I'll do that again.
I swear you look at me cross-eyed
And I don't know what to do
No I don't know what to do crazy loon.
There's a room in his pallet
There's a pillow for his head
Sees an offshoot in his bottle
When he wants to see me dead
Heirlooms a loon.
Never thought I'd see that silly grin
Never thought I'd see that fool again
Never thought I'd like that lunatic.
Nothing left to dance around
What a hero
What a black and blue bird
What a loon a loon
What a loon a loon.
Found it when I was searching around on Leo's Lyrics. I thought it was kind of cool. I haven't been able to listen to it yet, though. Can't find it anywhere!

Radio Announcer: Who is Hanoi Xan? What is the World Crime League? Is this Hanoi Xan the same Hanoi Shan who terrorized Paris in the 1900s? Can the World Crime League be the remnants of Prof. Moriarty's criminal empire? Or is it truly the Si-Fan and Hanoi Shan The Devil Doctor Fu Manchu? Can even our hero Doug stop someone who has confounded Buckaroo Banzai, Sir Denis Nayland Smith, and even Solar Pons?
Maybe.

Now, I have a suggestion for a future Walk--the world of Giant Robo.
I think that Doug would have an interesting reaction to the world of Giant Robo. It is certainly similar to the Warriors' World, in that the super people, the ESPers in this case, are an established world-peace-keeping force with branches all over (though their European presence is diminished) or a world-wide terrorist-crime organization. Super-science and super-people. But I also think that the differences, and Doug's reaction to them, would be great too. Mostly because it seems to me that the Warriors are a paramilitary organization, whereas the Experts of Justice are a police organization, much more reactive than a paramilitary org. would be but also intentionally made that way. It certainly seems to me that Doug's "pro-active" attitude would in some ways clash with the IPO's reactive stance (though the argument could be made that all actions are reactions, so nothing is pro-active per se; but let's not get into that). I think that the two different mindsets clashing here would be interesting and, to Doug, possibly frustrating to see an organization much like his but also not.
And Doug's powerlevel would fit right in; he wouldn't be the most powerful around, but he wouldn't exactly be a pushover.

The newest, and hopefully final, version of Doug's Fuzion character sheet can be found on my website at www.eclipse.net/~rms/dougfuzn.html
Many thanks to Logan Darklighter for his number-crunching and his patience with my interminable "Oh wait, just one more thing!" emails.

-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.

Do covers of songs have a different effect from the original?
Such as, would Paul Simon's "Me and Julio Down by the Schoolyard," imprison someone in an energy barrier and Me First And the Gimme Gimmes version give a targeted enemy worse direction sense than Ryouga?
And that's not even touching on showtunes.
Oh, my recommendation: "Dies Irae" from Verdi's Requiem. I see it as a wave of invisible power emanating from Doug that turns everything around him for as far as he can see into ash and dust like the fist of god.
It's an angry day song.
And the song that Doug should never hear is "England Made Me" by Black Box Recorder.
I had a dream last night, that I was drunk
I killed the stranger, and left him in a trunk
In Brighton railway station
It was an unsolved case
A famous murder mystery
People love mystery

We already have been told that "different" versions of the "same" song can have differing effects, but what about a song having different effects in different worlds. I know that Doug effectively rewrites reality within at least his basic field, but given that he's prone to drawing at least partially on the local ambient (and nodular) mana, might the nature of the surrounding area have an effect on his powers?
Not necessarily a drastic change, but it would be fun to see the look on Doug's face when he did something and it came off tilted 5 degrees to the wierd...
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I heard The Who's "Mobile" on the way home, and thought of a nifty way to use it. While the song is playing, it has 2 major effects:
1) Doug cannot stop moving - he can control it to a greater degree, but he will always have at least a really bad case of the Jitters. Nothing will be able to restrain him or hold him down, and he is partially exempt from the 1st Law of Newtonian Mechanics. That is, "A body in motion stays in motion." If he chooses, he can go right through things - of course, it will probably hurt...
2) Security systems, audit trails, cops, revenue collectors, and the like simply don't see him (or his activities). SO he could hack through a system, and they would know stuff happenned after the fact, but during it they would be oblivious to it.
A second song that I thought up for no apparent reason is "Here's Your Sign", by Travis Tritt with Bill Engvall. The net effect of the song is that Doug can pull out Bugs Bunny style signs with anything he wants on them, in any size up to around that of a billboard, and then put them back into nowhere. The only caveat is that during the song he can't speak...
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Well, um. I can't find anything I like. The closest to a good candidate is "Venus" by Shocking Blue, and it really doesn't fit that well. ("Goddess on a mountain top, burning like a silver flame...") Any suggestions?

-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.

Johnny take a walk with your sister the moon
Let her pale light in to fill up your room
You've been living underground
Eating from a can
You've been running away
From what you don't understand...
Love
She's slippy
You're sliding down
She'll be there when you hit the ground
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
She moves in mysterious ways
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
She moves in mysterious ways
Johnny take a dive with your sister in the rain
Let her talk about the things you can't explain
To touch is to heal
To hurt is to steal
If you want to kiss the sky
Better learn how to kneel
(On your knees boy)
She's the wave
She turns the tide
She sees the man inside the child
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
She moves in mysterious ways
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
She moves in mysterious ways
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
Lift my days, light up my nights
One day you will look...back
And you'll see...where
You were held...how
By this love...while
You could stand...there
You could move on this moment
Follow this feeling
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
She moves in mysterious ways
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
She moves in mysterious ways
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
We move through miracle days
Spirit moves in mysterious ways
She moves with it
She moves with it
Lift my days, light up my nights
-- U2, Mysterious Ways
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.

On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running
Like a watercolour in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came
In the year of the cat.
She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow 'till your sense of which direction
Completely disappears
By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
These days, she says, I feel my life
Just like a river running through
The year of the cat
She looks at you so cooly
And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea
She comes in incense and patchouli
So you take her, to find what's waiting inside
The year of the cat.
Well morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you've thrown away the choice and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on
But the drum-beat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the new-born day
You know sometime you're bound to leave her
But for now you're going to stay
In the year of the cat.
-- Al Stewart, The Year of the Cat
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.