Snowflake 6: The Challenge of Challenginess er... Challenge
I have never read DM of the Rings. I have read (a majority of) Darths & Droids. In both cases, however, webcomics were made from screenshots of movie series, reworking the plots/characters to bring new meanings &/or connotations to old scenes. So this is my challenge unto you, in a format you’re comfortable with of course. Webcomics, literary/scriptwrighting (Yes that’s spelled correctly. Like a wheelwright, from “building scripts” not “writing scripts”.) Perhaps writing up a concept—which is about as far as I got with the “hey, Kirstie Alley stops being Saavik—could she be the one the funeral’s for instead of Spok?” Someone who knows photography/photoshopping/etc can no doubt find more creative re-works of things that wouldn’t have occurred to me.
Snowflake 6: The Challenge of Challenginess er... Challenge
Note Note: Clunky first draft. I welcome constructive criticism.
Note Note Note: I notice I'm calling the droid "it" through human eyes and "him" through its' own. Raises questions about both "what value a droid" and "why male rather than female?"
Star Wars Episode 6.28318: For Want of a Sonic Nail
"For want of a nail the shoe was lost.
For want of a shoe the horse was lost.
For want of a horse the rider was lost.
For want of a rider the message was lost.
For want of a message the battle was lost.
For want of a battle the kingdom was lost.
And all for the want of a horseshoe nail."--Old Proverb
"Qui-Gon: Let's see. Electro-axe. Energy mace. "Plasma bow"?? You just took a D&D equipment list and stuck techy words in front, right?
GM: Don't be stupid.
Qui-Gon: Ten foot laser pole..."--Darths & Droids
Randolph absently ran a hand along the crease of his uniform, the only construction worker's uniform on the Death Star to retain such a crease into a day's work. His focus remained on the careful process of securing the walkway.
"If I may," noted the droid at his side, "A more efficient process could have completed to project..."
"Picio," Randolph intomed with bored resignation in the thick Coruscant accent so out-of-place on the construction team, "I take pride in my work. It is not sufficient that we meet minimum standards of quality, stability, functionality. A job must be done right or not at all."
The droid gave that infuriating head-tilt that couldn't be practical and serves only to push it toward the uncanny valley. "By that logic a job could never be completed. Diminishing returns are still returns and the recursive..."
"There is a sweet spot and a true architectural artist can feel it."
"I suppose," PCO allowed, if possible still more emotionlessly and deadpan than usual, "that I am not an architectural artist."
"Such an insightful little hammer," Randolph muttered. Carefully, he worked his way along the platform, every sonic nail in place, every surface perfectly smoothed. He assembled. He perfected. He admired.
Then he started, dropping his ionic resonator at the volume of an unexpected voice.
"MacGai!" snapped the officer from the entryway.
"Yes?" Disdain and annoyance was not properly absent from Randolph's voice. He saluted only slowly and sloppily. Two of many reasons he never would have made it as an officer himself.
"You and this N-unit go meet up with your supervisor for reassignment."
"I am doing a fine job of my current assignment."
"New priorities. We're to get this battle station operational immediately, the niceties and creature comforts can wait." The officer's face was stern and uncompromising. That was all Randolph, his mind ever focused on things mechanical could see. PCO on the other hand had been programmed to detect subtle shifts in human expression and syntax, the better to facilitate communication and comprehension. He noted the hidden undercurrents of terror, the third-hand evolutions of "I can find new ways to motivate them" and "The Emperor is not as forgiving as I am." PCO was also programmed not to comment on such cues and held his peace.
"Idiocy," sighed Randolph. "You don't leave a job half-done. At least let me finish out current structures. A few more connections. A few more sonic nails."
"You will report this instant," the officer snapped, "and you will go on report for your insolence."
Without another word, Randolph stormed out.
"Two different uses of 'report' can be confusing," noted PCO. "Perhaps selecting different terminology would..."
They exited, leaving the room empty save for MacGai's abandoned resonator.
In your own space, post a rec for at least three fanworks that you have created. It can be your favorite fanworks that you've created, or fanworks you feel no one ever saw, or fanworks you say would define you as a creator. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.
I suppose I should limit this to things that actually still exist & are in some form accessible so...
1. "Haley Resplendent" Order of the Stick. Tried to retain the humor and complete disregard for the 4th wall. Plotty.
2. "Dungeons and Polyhedrons" Big Bang Theory. It really gnawed at me that I hadn't seen them playing D&D. At the time this was written. Talky.
3. "Soul Food for Thought" Yes, I'm guilty of Twilight fanfic. Stop judging me. Exploration of philisophical/theological/ethical issues is what actually drew me through the books. Haven't destroyed this because I think it may actually represent some of my better work. Warning: have attempted to replicate the painfully saccyrine dialogue. Talky.
4. "The Ends Justify the Means" Doctor Who (Pertwee) Feels like a moment in search of a story. But my kind of moment. Righteous indignation.
5. Videos??? It didn't occur to me I could include that. "Librarian What 001: The Message of Import"
In your own space, create a list of at least three fannish things you'd love to receive, something you've wanted but were afraid to ask for - a fannish wish-list of sorts. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your wish-list if you feel comfortable doing so. Maybe someone will grant a wish. Check out other people's posts. Maybe you will grant a wish. If any wishes are granted, we'd love it if you link them to this post.
Ack. I'm no good at this. My feeble excuse at a list.
1. Expect. I think a key to writing again is knowing someone is there expecting and anticipating the next 'installment' or what have you.
2. Befriend. Babble with me.
3. Empower. I'm thinking... seeing other people talking about getting pod-whatevers of their stories. That sounds so me. When I was young I used to think reading for audiobooks would be the best job ever. So... do I have the technological wherewithal and competence to pod-whatever?
In your own space, talk about why you are doing the Fandom Snowflake Challenge? What drew you to it as a participant? What do you hope to accomplish by doing these challenges? Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.
So this is me, in my own space. And here are my happy-go-lucky, oh-so-oswulfian responses:
1. Why--I need to write and haven't been. Way back in days of yore I used to belong to a contest/challenge/something community or two which spurred me toward writing so this is me attempting to reignite that spurrage. Which is a mixed metaphor ending in a made-up word. But as the goth character in that show I never watch said, "All words are made-up words."
2. What drew--lj is where I encountered said group in the past, so I went to dw & searched for "challenge", finding the snowlake near the top of results.
3. What accomplished--As mentioned above, the spark of creativity. The impetus to write. Most importantly, perhaps, the incentive to keep writing. I want to live in that zone. But getting myself to go there is paradoxically like pulling teeth.
...and this is my more morose response from the hidden me that I am so determined to keep secret I am publically telling you all about it. Oh... um... never mind. Forget I said anything.