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| A little something you *won't* see in the story |
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Posted by: Bob Schroeck - 03-22-2019, 09:59 PM - Forum: Drunkard's Walk S: Heart of Steel
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So... I've had a note for a scene where Usagi joins her school's martial arts club in my notes for chapter 3 for some months. And a couple days ago, I reached that point.
And I overdid it horribly. Too much awesome Usagi too soon. So I scrapped it and rewrote it. (Well, "scrapped" is the wrong word -- I recycled about a third of the material. But you know what I mean.)
Anyway, I thought you folks might get a kick out of what went into my discard file. So here's a scene that will never appear in Drunkard's Walk S.
Shujuku Daisuke watched impassively as the last few members of
the Martial Arts club hurried in and took their place in the
line at the edge of the mats. He noted who was last and made
a mental note to give them some "special attention" during the
session. Martial arts was about discipline, and it showed poor
discipline to rush in out of breath at the very last moment.
"That's everyone," his second, Kaizoe Toshihiro, said from where
he stood to the right and slightly behind Daisuke.
"Right," Daisuke grunted, then gave the club a stern looking-
over. But before he could address them he heard a tentative
"Excuse me?" from the door.
There was a girl peering in around the door frame. It was that
blonde -- the ditzy one with the long ponytails who was always
the last one in the gate in the morning. He couldn't remember
her name. "Can I help you?" Daisuke asked gruffly.
"Um, yeah, I think so." She stepped fully into the room, and
bowed. "Tsukino Usagi," she introduced herself, then stood, feet
together, rocking nervously forward and back as she held her
bookbag before her in both hands. "I know it's a little late,
but I was wondering if I could join the club?"
Daisuke and Toshihiro traded glances. "Do you *know* any
martial arts?" Toshihiro asked the girl.
She nodded once, briskly. "Some."
"What style?" he pressed.
She let go of the bookbag with one hand to rub the back of her
neck. "Um, I've been taking private lessons, and sensei doesn't
really focus on any one style."
"Then what belt do you have?" Daisuke growled.
"Sensei hasn't given me a ranking yet." She tilted her head.
"What belt system do you use?"
Daisuke rolled his eyes. What a waste of time. "The same as
pretty much every other school club in Japan -- white for
beginners, green and brown for the mid-levels, and black for
basic mastery." He just barely avoided the dismissive "duh!"
that he really had wanted to add.
She bit her lip, apparently ignorant of his disdain. "I haven't
been training long, so I'm probably a white belt."
"Your sensei won't be upset that you want to join the club?"
Toshihiro asked, picking up on Daisuke's attitude.
"Oh no!" she said brightly. "Sensei says, 'learn from everyone
you can -- there's no one who can't teach you something useful'."
She gave them a hopeful smile.
"Whaddaya think?" Toshihiro in a low whisper.
Daisuke snorted. "I think we need to send her packing. We don't
want some bimbo wasting our time."
"Have Tanaka 'evaluate' her?"
Daisuke chuckled without letting it show on his face. "Yeah,
that'll do. Okay, Tsukino-kun," he raised his voice, "I'm club
president Shujuku. To join the club you gotta, what d'ya call
it... audition. You'll spar with one of us and if vice president
Kaizoe here and I think you're good enough, you can join."
The hopeful smile transformed into a brilliant one. "Thank you,
Shujuku-san!" She bowed deeply, then set her bookbag against the
base of the wall next to her and pulled off her uwabaki. As she
was about to step onto the mat, she paused. "Do you have a spare
gi I could use? Sensei says, 'If you can't fight in the clothes
you wear every day, you can't fight', but my mother will be upset
if I mess up my uniform."
Daisuke rolled his eyes again. "Someone get her a gi."
As Tsukino ran off to change into her borrowed gi, Daisuke
motioned Tanaka to the center of the mat. "Sempai?" he asked.
"You're best in the club after me and Toshi. I want you to
scare Tsukino off," Daisuke told him. "Don't really hurt her,
but maybe give her a bruise or two. Show her we're not playing
here."
Tanaka smiled. "Got it."
When Tsukino returned a few minutes later (tripping on the edge
of the mat to Daisuke's private amusement), the pair faced off
in the center, then bowed to each other. He stood to one side to
act as referee while Toshihiro joined the rest of the club at the
edge. As soon as he was clear, Daisuke barked, "Begin!"
Tanaka bounced on the balls of his feet for a few minutes while
the girl simply stood and watched him curiously. When it became
clear to him that she wouldn't attack him first, he launched a
simple straight punch at her face.
She didn't move at all, and just watched the incoming fist with
a curious, mildly confused expression on her face -- until the
last possible moment, when with the slightest turn of her head
she avoided it.
*The hell?* Daisuke thought.
Tanaka narrowed his eyes and threw another punch. Again, she
watched it with that same mildly confused look and deftly avoided
it at the last second. He stepped in and threw a power punch at
her stomach. When she twisted to avoid it he hopped back and
launched a crescent kick.
A moment later, Tanaka was on his back, and her knee was in his
stomach. Somehow she had trapped one of his arms under him, and
she held the other in a lock with her left hand, while the fingers
her right hand gently gripped his Adam's apple in an unmistakable
-- and potentially deadly -- eagle claw strike.
"Break!" Daisuke bellowed as Toshihiro dashed across the mat to
his side. Tsukino released Tanaka's throat and arm and leapt
back; she stumbled and fell, only to roll the fall and pop back
up on her feet.
Daisuke held a hand out to Tanaka and hauled him to his feet.
"You okay, man?"
"The hell was that?" Tanaka said, shaking his head. "I don't
even know what she *did*. I started a kick and the next thing I
know I'm flat on the ground and she's about to rip my throat
out."
"I'm sorry," Tsukino said from where she stood a couple meters
away. "It's just that you're so much slower than sensei is. I
thought you were just playing with me."
"Slow?" Daisuke asked. Tanaka just shook his head.
"Dai," Toshi whispered. "Whoever her sensei is, he's teaching
her a *combat* form, not a sport form. And if Tanaka's slow
compared to him..."
"Yeah." Daisuke thought about it. "And if she can do that after
only a couple weeks, I want to meet him." He chuckled. "Damn,
do I want to meet him." As Tanaka tottered back to join the rest
of the club, he clapped his hands. "Okay, Tsukino-kun, you've
impressed me. You're in."
"Yatta!" she squealed in ear-piercing tones, bouncing up and down
on the mat. She abruptly stopped and bowed to them. "Thank you,
sempai!"
"You're welcome. I think we can safely say you're a bit beyond a
white belt, although one quick spar isn't enough to say just how
much, or where you need to improve. So we're going to give you
a... green?"
He glanced at Toshi, who nodded. "Green."
"A green belt for now." He turned to the rest of the club, still
lined up along the wall. "Members of the Martial Arts Club of
Juuban Municipal Junior High School, I present to you our newest
member, Tsukino Usagi!"
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| [OOC] Possible Benjamin/Misaka Team-Ups? |
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Posted by: Black Aeronaut - 03-19-2019, 11:33 PM - Forum: Hangar 13
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Okay, so once Ben gets his BIG Power-Up, because he has a biological M/AM reactor that can pump electricity into his nervous system, he's going to have an enhanced nervous system to make use of it. It will be similar to the modification done to SPARTAN II's where their dendrites are changed to shielded electrical transduction.
Which means he can probably pump out a substantial amount of juice when needed...?
This doesn't grant him electrokinesis, but put him with one of the Misakas and it may be possible for him to act as a human 'booster unit'.
How this would be done/used, I'm not sure. Thoughts?
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| Teaser from Chapter Three |
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Posted by: Bob Schroeck - 03-19-2019, 08:01 AM - Forum: Drunkard's Walk S: Heart of Steel
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Hino Rei, miko, knelt before the sacred fire of the Hikawa shrine
and performed her regular devotions. Eyes closed, she swayed
slowly to and fro, sending her long ebony hair swinging gently.
Before her the fire blazed, crackling and popping as the sweet
smoke from the incense sprinkled on the wood filled her nostrils.
Her hands were clasped before her, an ofuda entwined through the
fingers of her right, as she chanted.
She had been a shrine maiden since her grandfather had taken her
in when her father had all but abandoned her in the wake of her
mother's death. She had begun serving both as a way of filling
the day and pleasing her grandfather, whom she loved dearly, and
it had become a calling as she'd grown from a child to a young
woman.
And with that calling had come the visions. For the past year
and a half, the spirits would occasionally see fit to grace her
with cryptic glimpses of past, present and future, which she was
left to interpret for herself. Some were easy to understand, but
others would baffle her until events transpired which cast them
into sudden clarity.
Rei did not seek a vision today.
Rei never sought a vision. To be honest, while she felt honored
to be the recipient of messages from the spirits, they were ...
inconvenient at the best of times, and too often distressing.
She was fourteen! She couldn't do anything about most of the
things that were shown to her, which both frustrated and angered
her. What was the point if she was helpless?
But despite her frustration, the visions still came.
And one came this day.
Almost before she realized it, the flame surged upward and her
mind's eye opened; she caught a brief glance, once again, of the
guardian spirit of the shrine -- fierce, armored, a little like
an oni in its appearance, but its presence was comforting and
reassuring instead of frightening. Almost as soon as she saw it,
it vanished from her inner sight.
In its place the moon, brilliant silver-white against the black
of a starless night, swam into view. Nearly blinding at first,
it dimmed enough for her to make out the familiar shadowy form of
the Rabbit, eternally pounding mochi in the sky. Grey against
the brighter white of the moon, the Rabbit paused in its endless
task, laid aside its hammer and, to her shock and surprise,
climbed down from the moon. As it did so it changed shape, from
a realistic rabbit to a grey-furred humanoid form that she
suddenly recognized as a Western cartoon character. Chewing on a
carrot it held in one hand, it stood before her and studied her.
"Yup," it finally said, pointing at her with the truncated
carrot, its greens swinging wildly. "You're the right one,
kiddo."
Rei gaped at it. "I'm the right one for what?"
It chuckled and bit off another piece. "Eh, don't worry about
that right now. Yer gonna run into some old friends and a new
one who'll tell ya everything. In the meanwhile, though..." It
reached into a pocket that appeared in the fur on its hip and,
frowning in concentration, dug through it as though searching for
something. Its eyes lit up and it withdrew its closed fist from
the pocket, which immediately disappeared. "It's dangerous to go
alone," it said with a human-like grin. It took her hand in its
open one, and placing whatever it'd found in its pocket into it.
"Take this."
Rei looked down to find a red-yellow flame dancing merrily in the
palm of her hand, without heat or pain. She looked up, and the
rabbit-creature was gone. She glanced at the flame again, only
to find it was racing across her body. Before she could panic,
she had *become* the flame, and she knew there was no harm here.
In the distance, a bugle sounded a call that seized her heart and
demanded she answer. She turned from the moon to look where it
had come from...
And found herself back in the shrine.
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| Let's play - "There's Nothing Better" style! (or, "tell us a story") |
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Posted by: robkelk - 03-18-2019, 07:29 PM - Forum: The Attic
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A bit meta, but something that even the casual readers here can take part in. I'm offering up one of the more cliched fanfic ideas in recent history; you get to give a capsule description (or an entire story) showing how one of the fictional characters in our setting would approach the setup.
If you want to write it as a series of posts, here's Post #0:
"What'r'ya up to, Rob-oji?"
"Oh, hi, Chibi-Usa! I'm seeing whether I can get Washuu-chan's holographic chamber to work like the ones in Star Trek."
She thought for a moment. "Probably not. Washuu-chan builds safeguards into hers."
Rob grinned for a moment. "That's not quite what I meant. I'm trying to write an interactive story."
"Oh! What's the plot hook?"
"The premise?" Chibi-Usa nodded. "It's a bit derivative... There's a world where most people don't know magic exists, but the ones that do know have made a boarding school to teach it. One teaching job is always available at the start of the year - some people think it's cursed so nobody can hold the job for two years - and the government's going to send in a special teacher that nobody likes if the school can't find somebody to teach. That's why the person playing the story gets to go to the boarding school; he or she is hired to be that teacher."
"Rob-oji, I read that book in the school library. That's not 'a bit derivative'; that's the fifth Harry Potter book. Except that the person playing the story gets to be the Dark Arts teacher instead of Dolorous Umbrage."
Rob smiled. "You're right. Don't tell anybody, okay?"
"Why not?"
"I want to see how many people recognize it when they play. Oh, and her name is pronounced 'Dolores Umbridge'."
Chibi-Usa grinned. "I know. I also know some big words that Ami-neesan taught me."
Rob blinked, then grinned. "You little scamp..." They both laughed.
"Hey, there's a new program on the menu..."
Select a displacee and tell us how that person's adventure goes. You don't need to write an entire fanfic for this - a plot outline is fine - unless you really want to.
I suspect Bob's entry can be found here. Unless, for some strange reason, he wants to write another one.
EDIT: And there's nothing in the program description that identifies it as Potter fanfic. If a displacee comes from a setting where the books weren't available (pre-2004 for Japan, according th Wikipedia), they might not recognize the setup.
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