Thursday, 27 May 2010

May AbsoluteWrite Blog Chain - The Soundtrack

This month’s AbsoluteWrite Blog chain question is What does your story/character(s) sound like?

This is the second time I’m taking part in the AbsoluteWrite blog chain. The post before me is by IrishAnnie and the one after me is Harri3tspy.

I have play-lists, sound-tracks or themesongs for almost every substantial character I write. I’ve been able to plot and choreograph scenes completely around a single song while managing to make the scene independent of the song. I think this comes from my experience as an AMV enthusiast and editor.

Sometimes a song is just so bloody perfect, I can’t help adopting it as a pet theme but it gets weird when characters latch on to songs that I myself despise, like when my whole clan of dark elves decided they liked Nine Inch Nails’ Closer. Or Moroi decided she liked Imaginary by Evanescence. Or anything to do with Marilyn Manson…

Me, being me, credit a lot of my inspiration to Alice Cooper, especially the Brutal Planet and Dragontown albums. 90 percent of those albums were direct influence for Necropolis alone. When I was first fleshing out NecroRaver and his city, dark, angsty Q was listening only to those two albums.

And then I was introduced to the music of Nick Cave and the character of NecroRaver exploded in bad-assery. (The fact Mr. Cave is a dead ringer for Necro only added fuel to the fire…)

Musically NecroRaver has grown into himself, choosing an ecclectic mix of classic rock, Eurosynth, epic, deathmetal…

See what I mean for yourself.
Depeche Mode: Personal Jesus
Depeche Mode: Blasphemus Rumours
Blind Guardian: Edge of Thorns
Clan of Xymox: Medicine
Neuroactive: Shrieks and sighs
Alice Cooper: Gimme
Alice Cooper: Sex, Death & Money
Alice Cooper: I just wanna be God
Cheap trick: I was Born to raise Hell
Covenent: Bullet
Emerson Lake & Palmer: Lucky Man
Billy Joel: Only the Good Die Young
Marilyn Manson: The Man that you Fear
Nick Cave: Hallelluja
Nick Cave: Loverman
Nick Cave: Bring it on
Covenent: Love, Crooked Love
Tea Party: Walking Wounded
David Bowie: Scary Monsters & Super Creeps
Type O Negative: Hey Peter (Or Nick Cave’s Hey Joe)
The Beatles: Piggies

Now, for various spoilery reasons I won’t get into Project C’s entire playlist but here are a select few songs from it.
Five Man Electrical Band: I’m a Stranger Here
SuperTramp: The Logical Song
A Perfect Circle: The Noose
Rob Dougan: Furious Angels
VNV Nation: Illusion
Supertramp: Child of Vision
SOAD: Chop Suey!

Strange mix there, huh?

At this time, I’d like to apologize for rambling on and on about NecroRaver, but he’s gaining a fan following and it’s making me giddy. I’m sorry.

The AW May Musical Blog Chain’s Fantabulous Links Are:
Aheïla: http://thewriteaholicblog.wordpress.com/
Stefanie Gaither: http://stefanie-gaither.blogspot.com/
AuburnAssassin: http://clairegillian.wordpress.com/
xcomplex: http://arielemerald.blogspot.com
Proach: http://everythinghistorical.wordpress.com
8thSamurai: http://digitalisdreaming.blogspot.com/
vfury: http://helencorcoran.wordpress.com
CScottMorris: http://cscottmorrisbooks.com/
Hayley E. Lavik: http://hayleyelavik.blogspot.com
FreshHell: http://freshhell.wordpress.com
LadyMage: http://www.katherinegilraine.com
DavidZahir: http://zahirblue.blogspot.com/
Aimée Laine: http://www.aimeelaine.com/writing/blog/
egoodlett: http://wordlarceny.blogspot.com/
Semmie: http://semmie.wordpress.com
Sbclark: http://sonyaclark.blogspot.com/
Razibahmed: http://write-translate.blogspot.com/
ArcticFox: http://picaresqueblog.blogspot.com/
Lilain: http://abigailschmidt.blogspot.com/
Truelyana: http://expressiveworld.com/
CowgirlPoet: http://frontnotes.blogspot.com/
defyalllogic:http://tavialewis.com/hyperbolicallyspeaking/
IrishAnnie: http://superpenpower.blogspot.com
Anarchicq: http://anarchicq.com
Harri3tspy: http://spynotes.wordpress.com
Alpha Echo: http://writersramblings81.blogspot.com/
roh: http://www.rohmorgon.com/blog

Necropolis microfiction - Closure

NecroRaver let out a lazy sigh. "Yeah, that feels nice."
He was leaning back with his head between Ng's thighs, the curve of his skull pillowed sweetly on the mound of her clothed sex, though her skirt was hiked up to almost shameless levels. Her fingers worked NecroRaver's temples, pressing slow circles into the hollows flanking his brow. His body was laying outstreched along a couch, and a long firearm rested between his own skinny legs, like an obscene phallic symbol. It was polished and more importantly, it was loaded.

"Ng, did you know that there's nothing quite like staring down the scope of a sniper rifle?"

Ng smiled. "No sir, I didn't. But I can imagine. Sir?"

"Yes, Ng?"

"Why are you here? What are you doing here? Why tend to this matter yourself? Why not the faceless men, or MJ? That's why they're here."

NecroRaver looked at his target's back through the window. The man was working hard, as any good employee should. He was a newcomer and had never steered NecroRaver wrong. Indeed, he even created for his master a great gadget that helped him keep track of his city.

"He is a delicate case. He has access to sensitive information. I thought it wise to handle him myself. The fewer eyes, the better." NecroRaver purred as the massaging continued. Ng was good at her job. "You make it hard to stay awake." It was a compliment and Ng smiled.

So once again he focused his eye down the scope of the gun, catching his target in the cross-hairs. He pulled the trigger effortlessly, almost carelessly.

The sound of the bullet was reduced to a sigh as it shot from the silencer. The following ping of the bullet cracking through the glass almost seemed louder. NecroRaver didn't need the sight to see his target slouch and the laptop screen flicker and die.

"Well. That takes care of that." He'd have someone clean it up in a few hours.

(Written Oct 31st 2009. I was in a mood when I wrote this, the mood has since passed. NecroRaver always gets pissy around Hallowe'en.)

A little Necropolis crap

It was not often that NecroRaver left his domain on business. Usually he had a diplomat or messenger go in his place, but this was a delicate matter and he had something to fetch.

She had the looks typical of a spoiled heiress plus one tell-tale baby bump. Last he saw of her was nearly five months ago, when the deal was discussed and planted on promises and oral contracts.

"I heard that you pulled the plug on your father this morning," NecroRaver said to her while examining the drink bar. "Am I meant to give you my condolences or my congratulations?"

She dismissed the question. "How can I help you?" She asked, pulling out the chair behind her father's desk and making quite the show of simply sitting. Her stomach was full, but far from burdensome and NecroRaver felt that her dramatics were too thick.

"In December you came to me with an offer. Your father and I were in negotiations of a buy-out of Hellstrom Enterprises and all associated assets. And then you came along, his long lost daughter."

"I am his daughter, tests prove that."

"Oh, I'm not disputing that, Victoria, you have Victor's eyes."

"You were looking at my father's eyes?" She scoffed. "Queer."

NecroRaver ignored the slight on his sexuality. "It is very important to be able to read one's intent when negotiating. Eyes can be very honest."

She looked bored.

"So you came along, and my dealings with Victor were frozen. After all, now he had someone to leave his legacy too after he was gone. Your father was diagnosed with his illness, his will drawn anew, leaving all to you. And rightfully so."

"...and?" Victoria prompted.

"And then, before the ink was even dry on the document, you came to me and promised me all of his assets, for one weekend with me."

She smiled. She had a camera-practised smile, fake and symmetrical. "I remember. It was a great weekend. Couch. Desk. We started on your desk, right?"

He chuckled. "My maids were furious at the mess."

She laughed, too. "I'll bet."

NecroRaver's laughter ceased. "And now that he's dead, I've come to retrieve what's mine."

"Ohh...Oh, I see. Of course." Victoria rose to her swollen feet and walked over to her purse. After rummaging within it for a moment, she pulled out a key ring. She walked to a portrait of the late Victor Hellstrom Jr., and swung it to the side like an opening door. Behind the painting was a safe. Victoria took hold of dial and spun out the numbers to unlock it. Opening it, she pulled out a safety deposit box. A key from the ring unlocked the box and she tossed a small digital pad NecroRaver's way.

NecroRaver caught the pad and turned it on.

"All the contacts, passwords, addresses and hard numbers are on that thing. And the safe's combo is my birthday."

"Thank you, that's helpful. I'll show myself out." He turned to go.

"Enjoy it while you can," she said as she took her seat once again behind her father's desk. "You have about...oh, five months?"

NecroRaver turned to look at Victoria. "What makes you say that?"

"Oh, well. Hellstroms take family very seriously. I mean, I know that you're even more well off than daddy was, so, like, I had you fuck me so I'd get pregnant with your kid. When you die, I get all your stuff too."

He looked her in the eye, she was telling the truth. "You're certain it's mine?"

"Yes. I planned it, even stopped drinking, smoking and dating, just to make sure it could only be yours."

NecroRaver smoothed out his dress shirt with a hand. "Hn. Good plan. Good plan, I mean that." Idly he walked back to the bar and plucked up an olive from a bowl, tossing it into his mouth. "It required planning, timing," he gestured to her body. "obvious sacrifice of your looks, leisure. And it's devious, too."

"Yep." Victoria leaned back, weaving her fingers together and resting her palms on her belly. "I think the first thing I'll do once I inherit your town is rename it. Necropolis is so..." She hesitated, searching for an appropriate word. "Old sounding." The folly of youth, to imply that old is an insult. "Do you want to know what else I'd do?"

"I'm sure you've thought long and hard about it. Planned out every little street sign. But there's one problem. The child isn't mine."

"I already said-..."

"I know what you said."

"Than what makes you so sure that it's not yours?"

"What makes you so certain that it is mine?"

"Because I-...I timed it. My time and-..."

"And?"

"And it's yours, you dick! This bastard's yours and you better get used to it."

NecroRaver ran a hand through his long black hair. "It's not mine."

Victoria softened and stood from her father's chair. She walked over to NecroRaver, her fingers gliding over the polished ivory of Victor's desk. "Denial is natural. If you want proof, we can test him after he's born." She took NecroRaver's hand, the one made of flesh and not metal, and placed it on the curve of her belly.

"He?"

"Or she. And then you can know he's yours. We could even get married and be a family, if those sorts of things are important to you. NecroRaver, I don't want any bad blood between us."

"Well," NecroRaver drummed his fingers against Victoria's stomach in idle thought. "You've seem to have accounted for everything. But it's not mine." He gave a toothy, arrogant smile, his silver fangs flashing against the sunset colours of Victoria's eyes.

She threw his hand from her stomach, furious and childishly impudent in the shadow of NecroRaver's refusal of fatherly responsibilities. "It is. Gimme one good reason why it's not."

"Because, my dear. God knew that having one of me was trouble enough. If he gave me the ability to breed, all Hell would break loose. He saw fit to neuter this dog long before it's time." He enjoyed watching her jaw drop, relishing the sight and taking a mental picture before heading out the door.

"I suggest you name the child after your father. Victor was a good man. Oh, and..." He pulled the door open farther, holding it wide. "You and your bastard, get the hell out of my office."

(June 7th 2009)

Wednesday, 26 May 2010

Character Meme

My excuse is that meme's help one develop one's characters.

Rules:

- Add some of your own questions… Should be interesting to see it expand into ridiculous proportions! XD
- If you don’t have at least 8 OCs I wouldn’t recommend this meme.
- TAG PEOPLE!
- And of COURSE have fun!

1) First list all of your OC’s so we can see your list of all your wonderful OC’s (Uh, yeah, no. I'm limiting it to 10, thanks.)

1: NecroRaver
2: Algol
3: ShadowWolf
4: Drow
5: Ehren
6: Hecate
7: Esiila
8: Ng
9: Suicide
10: Issues



2) Who is your favorite OC?
Oh, that's not fair! But it's a tie between NecroRaver and ShadowWolf. Necro is fun, and ShadowWolf has prestige in my head. She's not awesome or anything but she was one of my first OCs so that gains a special spot.

3) Who is your least favorite?
From the list...I can't pick one from the list. I just can't. So, my least favourite OC is maybe Staggar Lee. She just never really became developed and is rather shallow.

4) Who is your most developed?
NecroRaver has a lot of background, but I think surprisingly my most developed is Drow. Stop laughing, I really think he is. Yes, he's a shallow, womanizing dick but he has been known to go above and beyond for his friends, to the point where his friends are like "...wow...really?". I recently decided Drow would probably lay down his life for Algol, but Algol would not lay his life down for Drow.

5) Which OC would you want to date if they magically came to life?
Ehren! I'd totally date Ehren. We have a lot in common, from deformities, to clothing tastes. And he likes broken people like me.

6) How many girl OCs do you have? Boy OCs? It OCs?
I don't know. I think I have a slight number more of boys but all my boys seem to have a harem following them around, so that can't be right.

7) If you were stuck in a burning building what do you think the third OC on your list would do?
If ShadowWolf were with me, she would break us out. If I was in there and she wasn't, she would totally let me burn unless my safety was important to her mission.

8) Name one thing you regret about one of your OCs.
I wish ShadowWolf wasn't so derivative. I've changed a lot about her but it still doesn't seem like enough.

9) Which of your OCs do you think would make the best father/mother/it parent out of all your OCs and why??
Algol or Ehren, for sure. Ehren's a little too selfish and Algol's a little too much of a loner so it's really a toss up. But it's one of those two.

10) Which of your OCs do you think will most likely be put in jail?
Necro should be sentenced for life without parole. But he's a slippery thing.

11) The eighth of your OCs was put into the future! What will their job be?!?
oh, she'd still be a pimp! She's pimp the hell out of the future.

12) Name the first OC’s catch phrase!
"I am not a happy puppy." "No.", "FFFFF!!!"

13) Do all your OCs live together or are they separated?
Algol, Hecate and Esiila live together, Ng lives in Necropolis which is run by NecroRaver, Issues, ShadowWolf and Suicide are questing together, Drow lives alone in his apartment, Ehren lives alone.

14) Are there any pairings that are in your OC list?
No one on that list is paired up with anyone else on that list. However, they are paired up with either other people's characters or some other characters of mine.

15) Your seventh OC switched bodies with you for a day! How will they react at the end of the day?
Hah! She might think it's a slight improvement. At least I look human. Unfortunately I don't have the grace she has. If I had her body I'd enjoy the grace and the two legs. And I'd totally play with her powers.

16) Your last OC just became a fifteen year old. What do they do?
Issues would just...sigh. There are worse things that could happen.

17) Now randomly select a person on your OC list. Who was it?
Drow

18) That OC you just chose? Yeah… they think they are superman (even if they are a girl) and are on the roof about to jump off.
He would, too, probably trying to impress some woman. Luckily he's half demon so he'd at least survive. It would just hurt. But he'd heal.

19) Are any of your OCs bored of this meme?
Suicide wants me to talk about him more.

20) Would your second OC prefer the beach or the mountains?
Mountains. The beach means sun, and the sun means death.

21) Would your tenth OC battle a shark?
He's fought worse.

22) Which OCs hate each other?
Everyone either hates or is afraid of NecroRaver, except for ShadowWolf and Ng.

23) Which OC did you create first? And last?
First: ShadowWolf was created when I was 17
Last: On this list? Ng.

25) And if those two were fighting, who would win?
ShadowWolf, easily. Even if you disregard the fact ShadowWolf is a sneaky dirty fighter with a sword and shadowmanipulation, Ng's weapons are her words and ShadowWolf never listens.

26) Are your OCs fat or skinny?
Skinny except for one or two.

27) What are your first 2 OC's favorite foods?
NecroRaver: Chocolate Mousse
Algol: Heats covered in BBQ sauce.

28) If your listed OCs were in a fight to the death, who would emerge victorious?
Algol, though Suicide would be the hardest for him to take out.

29) There's a zombie attack and your OCs are stranded. Who do they elect to be their leader?
Esiila. She looks like a zombie but is sneaky and cunning.

30) During said zombie attack, who's the first to die?
Ng, she's human and not a fighter, besides, she'd probably try to defend NecroRaver.

31) Three and Six are stranded on a boat in the middle of the ocean and they're running out of food! Would they tough it out and feed on fish and seagulls, end up eating each other, etc.?
ShadowWolf could get fish and birds because she usually lives off the land. if the sun doesn't get Hecate, fish and birds work just fine.

32)If 2, 4 9, 10, and went out for a fun night on the town, what would happen?
Algol, Drow, Suicide and Issues go to a club! Issues is very out of his element and Suicide wanders off to probably go find some action. Algol and Drow however probably weasel their way on stage and make the place rock.

33) What would you say is eight’s biggest flaw?
She likes pretty, shiny, expensive things, which makes things in a run down slum kind of hard to acquire.

34) Name four’s greatest strength or special ability.
His musical ability. He has actual talent and skill which proves that he's not a good for nothing slacker.

35) If six was a real animal, what would he/she be? (Or if they’re already a real animal, what sort of mythological animal would they be?)
A wolf. She was originally a vampire-werewolf hybrid, then a Gangrel so she's dog-like.

36) Name one’s most distinguishing characteristic.
I read that as 'disgusting' at first. His mechanical arm, obviously. I remember one of his earliest fans loved the arm because he was used to seeing big hulking cybernetic arms and not as minimalist as Necro's.

37) What would three do if he/she suddenly changed their sex?
She'd...or he'd...? Actually find it to be an advantage because men are stronger than women (in her mind.) and most people take men more seriously. Also the orcs are looking for a female....

38) What is two’s worst memory?
Saying goodbye to his wife. Even though he's found love with two other women since, he's never going to forget his first love.

39) The planet has flooded and turned into one big ocean. Would one drown or adapt?
He'd pass Necropolis off to someone else then OD because once he's dead, he doesn't have to worry. Enjoy the inheritance, whoever!

40) Five finds themselves back in the biblical age. What would he/she do?
"...What do I do now?!"

41) What's number nine's favourite song?
Wasted by Stabbing Westward.

Thursday, 20 May 2010

Movie Review: Gamer

For my birthday, my friend came over with alcohol and we watched Gamer.
What to say, what to say? It was definitely a shut-your-brain-off-and-enjoy movie. At one point I said "This is going to be one of those movies you watch and forget about it an hour later." How right were we.

So, it was sub-par predictable crap with Ludacris doing his best Max Headroom impression. As I mentioned, there was alcohol. About half-way through the movie we decided to play a drinking game. We decided to drink whenever...
  • there were boobs/sex
    The 'fat guy' was on screen
    there was an explosion
    someone swore.
    There was violence

  • Within 5 minutes we both began to feel ill from the amount of continuous drinking.

    And what's really sad? I remember a mid 90's cartoon called Spicy City that did it better (Links not safe for work.).

    Not a very good movie. Too predictable, too derivative.

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