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March 2019

Cur Chapter 18 ‘Gimme the prize’

Yep this is the final chapter.
I kinda spaced, I forgot this was the final chapter, I thought there was one more and I was like “Oh that’s it” haha.

It’s fine, it’s all fine, this is only the first book, I’ve already got plans on the next, I actually might go straight into the next one because it’s shorter than another Diana book and all these rejections have made me a little gunshy. I’m not sure I could make the next one as good as the first, you know the one that is already getting shat on by every cat lady literary agent and her fucking cats!

I already have the ending of the fifth book in this series planned haha. Is that normal? I hope not. I think I need to set some time aside to plan out the next book and see if I get a jolt on it. I have a rough idea of how I want to start it, the other parts just haven’t fallen into place. The stuff, the rudimentary plot, the journey, the middle bit.

People always the most important parts of anything is the beginning and the end and I think that’s true but I’ve noticed this recent trend in movies and books to just have really middling middle bits. And it really hurts pacing because it makes a film feel shorter than it is. You need that journey to feel substantial and satisfying so if nothing really happens in the middle the whole thing collapses in on itself. it’s why you get that feeling when you watch a movie like you haven’t even really watched a movie, you just looked at some footage rolling over your eyes for a couple of hours. It’s because it’s not paced like the movies you actually like. Which is why Aquaman which I saw the other day did so well because it had unlike most comic book movies a decent middle with an idiana jonesie adventure and romance so the film felt like an adventure. 
I’m not saying it was good, I’m saying the bar has been lowered so far that this crap passes for good, it’s the best most sparkly tinfoil covered turd in the punchbowl. The main villain didn’t appear at the start and disappear through most of the movie but still get praised as the best villain ever just cos like in Black Panther. You follow both villains through the whole movie cutting back and forth between the heroes and villains in a way that felt satisfying and bolstered the movie.

So yeah I enjoyed it like a person enjoying the interior decoration of a sinking ship.

In a good mood today which is weird because I’m actually in shitloads of pain because I pulled a muscle in my back on a chest fly. I had a really nice dream about the only person in the world that really matters. For reasons I can’t disclose, mainly pure evil; I can’t see that person but the dream let me know that one day I would. I really need to be someone they can be proud to know exists. I just need something, a clear path to being a real person.

Fuck me, why is this ‘life’ thing so hard?

Anyway, I promised I would plan something today, my next book possibly or some other hair brained scheme perhaps.

Gonna try and get some feedback on the completed book and maybe make some changes to it, there’s a lot about it that still feels unfinished.

See you…

“So you’ve finally arrived” Bres smirked as he bit the head off a pear. “Would you sit? Your ward is readying himself, my men and I rode all night to be here, we’re very tired.” He said staring at her as he chewed. His champion Ogma at his side, face bandaged like a mummified corpse, shrouded in a grim countenance. He looked as stiff as a tailors dummy sitting completely erect in his armor. Dian Cecht sat on the end, silent as the grave with his head hanging low trying not to be seen.

 

“I-I-“ The druiddess stammered.

 

“Sit down” Bres said firmly but softly.

 

Birog sat awkwardly on an ornate oak chair with a floral pattern on the green seat cushion. She almost missed the chair as she couldn’t take her eyes off the man that had been chasing her doggedly. Unable to get anything close to comfortable as her mind reeled and her fingers tightened around the box.

 

“I shouldn’t want to spoil the surprise but I can’t imagine what’s inside that box will save you.” Bres sighed.

 

“He didn’t-?”

 

“No, he told us where you were going but I pressed no further about the contents of that box” Bres smirked wickedly “I do so like surprises.”

 

“But-“

 

“I won’t kill you in his presence out of respect, but mark my words, this doesn’t end well for you little druid”.

 

Ogma narrowed his eyes making a face as if it pained him to do so, looking at his king. His king who’s face was beginning to turn an odd shade of purple with red blotches surfacing. “Look at her, she’s beaten, she knows it, we have no need to kill her my lord” He said. “She can still be of use.” He added looking at her, as if it was a question.

 

“Who is it that tells the king of Inish Veil what he must do?” Bres said without looking at him.

 

“He must kill me, don’t you see, I know too much” Birog said looking down talking into the box clutched to her chest. Then casting an erstwhile glance at Ogma.

 

Bres said nothing but tensed his jaw and started to grind his teeth as his face got more colourful.

 

Just as Ogma was about to get curious the page came back with cold meats and wine.

 

“You’re just as handsome as I remember you, Bres the beautiful” an unseen woman said.

 

Bres looked around for the woman.

 

“We hope you haven’t forgotten us.” Another said.

 

“How could he do a thing like that?” A third added.

 

Bres turned his head and appeared a beautiful woman with blonde hair in a white dress. And then one behind him leaning over his shoulder in a black dress with dark hair and then on his lap was a woman in a red dress with red hair.

 

“How could I forget such enchanting enchantresses” Bres smirked.

 

“Oh you are a flirt”

 

“As always”

 

“But how rarely you pay us a visit”

 

Bres smiled “Kings seldom have free time for such things”.

 

“You came to see the old man not us” The girl in white pouted.

 

“That couldn’t be further from the truth, I came to see the lovely three Moriggu, if I were to check up on the old man it would be a matter of course, that’s all. How is he, may I ask?”

 

“Same as usual”

 

“Away with the spirits” They giggled.

 

“Who’s this?” The one in red said sneeringly pointing at Birog.

 

“A pilgrim I met along the road perchance, she’s come a long way to see him”

 

“She has? Whatever for?” The one in black wrinkled her nose.

 

“She has a gift for him” Bres smirked.

 

“A gift?” The one in white said excitedly, her eyes widening like a child’s.

 

“You can see him, if you promise you’ll visit us again soon” The one in red said.

 

Bres took her hand and kissed it “Anything for you Babd”.

 

The other two looked on with cloistered dismay and disdain.

 

In an instant they transfigured themselves into fireflies of their respective colour. They flitted through an opening in the main room of the anti-chamber.

 

Birog entered the main chamber behind Bres who pushed the doors open wide, followed up by Ogma who looked on stonily.

 

The main chamber in contrast to the rest of the fortress was the definition of opulence. Every wall covered in red and purple and white silk. The furnishings were made of the finest materials, gold and silver leaf traced every nook of the room.

 

It wasn’t just a main chamber or a bed chamber. It was an exquisite throne room with extravagant chandeliers. A banquet table sat in the centre piled high with the grandest smelling food one could imagine.

 

At the far end of the room a set of stairs carpeted in a deep red velvet, leading to the throne and on it sat the once and former king Nuada Airgetlám.

 

“I bid you welcome Bres and guests.” He said softly.

 

“Hail ‘king’ Nuada” Bres said with a mocking smirk.

Check out the rest of the final chapter of the first book in this hopefully epic saga here on inkitt. Gimme the prize

Starship Troopers tv show pilot scene 2

Hey there,

I would have had this finished already but I had day job stuff getting in the way as usual, gotta make that bread.

So this to me is one of the most important scenes in the film and one of the most important relationships in the book. Because in the film his teacher who is called Mr Radchek tries to teach him about what it means to be a soldier and a citizen and then later on he returns to active duty when war is declared.
But in the book the teacher and Raczek as he’s called in the book are two different characters entirely but Mr. Dubois, his teacher in the book still plays an active role, writing him letters and just having faith and pride in him a father might have when Rico lost his parents that didn’t approve of him joining the service.

I really liked what they did in the film because in the book he just stays on earth and presumably keeps teaching as this intergalactic war that threatens humanity is raging whereas in the movie he throws his armor back on and gets back in the fight. It adds a level of scale to the war the book does not convey. There is a missing sense of urgency in the book and that’s also what lends so much realism to it. It just seems like the day in the life of an average soldier instead of the ultimate conflict for humanity. It almost makes fighting giant bugs on pluto in mech suits seem like the most normal thing on earth and that’s what I love about it.

But at the same time there needs to be a sense of urgency and threat for it to function as a movie and not just a weird documentary. My goal essentially is to somehow combine those two things. Have the urgency but also keep in the mundanity for the sake of realism and immersion. Sure humanity is at stake but you’re just one man doing his job who wants to get home and play space xbox haha.

Perfect subway into talking about shitty games on xbox, I got gamepass because it was on sale and I’ve been messing about with shitty microsoft games. I mainly wanted it for Mutant year zero which was this fun little strategy game like xcom but where you play a mutant pig and duck person and it was really good. Then played some crackdown 3 which is just bleh, which is why people are pissed about it because it took ages to come out only to be another generic crackdown game.

Then I attempted to play shadow warrior 2 because I loved the first one, it was a classic fps with great action but then they decided to turn it into a shitty borderlands clone and get rid of the crafted levels and replace it with randomly generated free roam sections with hordes like a shitty mmo. Total garbage. 

Then I tried to play Gears of War 4 because I forgot why I stopped playing that franchise only to be reminded by this game after the first act. It’s because it’s the most boring action series ever. Just run from shooting gallery to chest high wall shooting gallery to fight boring enemy after boring enemy with guns that sound like nerf guns.

I can’t believe that series is getting a fifth entry. The gameplay is supposed to be the draw in these games because it sure as shit isn’t the story or characters but it gets tiresome within the first hour. I don’t have a problem with cover shooters as long as they have a gimmick. One of my favourite games of all time is a cover shooter. But in Dark Sector you also have a giant glaive that shoots out of your hand you can direct with your mind and throw it over cover and its basically a hybrid between resident evil 4 and gears that works so well. 

Gears of war is like the most bog standard shooter ever, no gimmicks, just run to cover, shoot over cover, move onto the next shooting gallery. Even games like Cod can be enjoyable just for the gameplay but this is just drek. I just couldn’t be fucking bothered to grind through it, the combat is just so rigid and unfun. The guns aren’t satisfying or varied enough, the characters and the world aren’t interesting. This is console generation apart from the original games and all that’s changed is the graphics. The game plays and feels exactly the same. I can’t believe this series still exists. This is the last microsoft console I buy, their exclusives when there are any just blow.

I’m playing the tomb raider game before last and it’s ok, but it’s basically budget uncharted. It has better more interesting combat and stealth than gears but it isn’t as exciting or interesting as the last uncharted game was. It amazes me that gears has gone on so long and they haven’t used a stealth system and at least attempted to switch up the formula and stay relevant. I guess they just couldn’t be bothered. So glad I didn’t actually pay full price for that crap. I remember enjoying the original games but I think that’s because they had splitscreen co-op and I played them with a friend so it was more fun.

Anyway yeah so I haven’t been reading as much of the shadow which has been really fucking boring but I’ve been lead to believe from a reliable source that the next book is the best one. I mean I’m not surprised these books are so boring apparently two were released every month and they’re not that short, two hundred pages average. It’s not a full length novel but still they were churning these things out so it’s sort of surprising they’re worth reading at all.

On the writing side of things I’m kinda struggling for what to do next, I don’t know if I should do a sequel to Diana or Cur. I could keep going with Diana, although I got a response from an agent saying it was fucking derivative, fuck me right. You could just say you’re not interested, don’t need to add insult to injury. I mean wtf isn’t that the point, if it’s similar to something people like and that was popular, oh ‘the market is saturated’ bitch what the fuck do you know about markets?

So yeah, bit salty over that one, just waiting for some inspiration to hit or someone to give me some advice, I dunno. I’m gonna put up the last chapter of Cur and get some feedback from inkitt and others and see what I should so next. 

I might do something completely different. I still need to look into what to do with this screenplay if I do anything with it. I want to do my like tween fantasy story but I guess that would be derivative too and I don’t really feel that inspired to write it. I need to think about it more. I’ll probably finish Loverman and hell if that podcaster like 3 ring I’ll do another part for him I guess, I dunno.

See you…

(I tried to post this yesterday and it didn’t work for some reason, I’m lying, I probably just got forgot haha.)

INT. Class room. Terra. Day

 

 

Mr. Dubois

 

 

RICO!

 

 

Rico awakes with a start as his teacher Mr. Dubois shouts at him.

 

 

 

 

 

  1. DUBOIS (

CONT’D

)

 

 

Although you’re not required to pass history and moral philosophy you are nevertheless required to stay awake.

 

 

The class including CARMEN and DIZZY and KARL laugh at him. He’s

embarassed

but his attention is suddenly drawn to a bright blue light in the sky. He tries to warn the others as the light get closer and closer but his voice is muted and the light is growing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

InT. ClASS ROOM. TERRA. DAY

 

 

RICO wakes up on his own accord and looks over at DIZZY who poked him and then at CARMEN who’s silently gigging at him.

 

 

  1. DUBOIS is still lecturing not having noticed RICO dozing during class.

 

 

 

 

 

DiZZY

 

 

My mother says violence doesn’t solve anything.

 

 

  1. DUBOIS

 

 

So?

 

 

Mr. DUBOIS (

CONT’D

)

 

 

I’m sure the city fathers of Hiroshima would be happy to hear that.

 

 

  1. DUBOIS (

CONT’D

)

 

 

Why doesn’t she let them know, you?

 

 

  1. DUBOIS prods CARMEN with his stump.

 

 

Carmen

 

 

There’d

be nobody to tell, Hiroshima was destroyed, everyone knows that.

 

 

  1. DUBOIS

 

 

Wouldn’t you say violence ‘solved’ them rather thoroughly?

 

 

Mr. DUBOIS (

CONT’D

)

 

 

The doctrine that violence doesn’t solve anything is historically untrue and immoral.

 

 

  1. DUBOIS (

CONT’D

)

 

 

Napoleon and Wellington could debate on the subject with

Hitler

as a referee. The audience made up of the dodo and the passenger pigeon.

 

 

Mr. DUBOIS (

CONT’D

)

 

 

Violence, naked force is the only thing that ‘solves’ anything.

 

 

  1. DUBOIS (

CONT’D

)

 

 

Anyone in doubt about this fact can be accused of wishful think at best.

 

 

  1. DUBOIS (

CONT’D

)

 

 

A people who forgets this fundamental truth have always paid for it with their freedoms and their lives.

 

 

Mr. DUBOIS (

CONT’D

)

 

 

Forget not the old ills of ‘liberal democracy’ a weak ideology no better than communism that thrust our society into division and chaos, ultimately tearing it apart.

 

 

Mr. DUBOIS (

CONT’D

)

 

 

It was the veterans who saved us and created a new world snatching us from the brink of extinction.

 

 

  1. DUBOIS prods RICO with his stump.

 

 

  1. DUBOIS (

CONT’D

)

 

 

You, what’s the moral difference between the soldier and the civilian?

 

 

RiCO

 

 

The difference…

 

 

RicO (

CONT’D

)

 

 

lies

in the field of civic virtue.

 

 

RICO (

CONT’D

)

 

 

A soldier accepts personal responsibility for the safety of the body politic of which he is a member.

 

 

RICO (

CONT’D

)

 

 

Defending it, if need be, with his life.

 

 

RICO (

CONT’D

)

 

 

The civilian does not.

 

 

Mr. DUBOIS

 

 

The exact words of the text.

 

 

  1. DUBOIS (

CONT’D

)

 

 

But do you understand them?

 

 

RiCO

 

 

Sir?

 

 

Mr. DUBOIS

 

 

Do you understand them or not son?

 

 

Rico

 

 

I… I don’t know sir.

 

 

The bell rings.

 

 

Mr. DUBOIS

 

 

Of course you don’t.

 

 

  1. DUBOIS returns to his desk.

 

 

Mr. DUBOIS (

CONT’D

)

 

 

And that is all, a final all.

 

 

Mr. DUBOIS (

CONT’D

)

 

 

I hope we all meet again under happier circumstances.

 

 

The class is dismissed.

 

 

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