Is this confusing/just plain daft etc? (428 words)

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I'm between works in progress right now so I am indulging myself and writing what I feel like. This was in my head when I woke up this morning and for the first time I am liking Angus in anything other than first person present tense. However, does the prologue/introduction work or is it just silly?

MAYHEM

The Universal Father, Tim to his mates and Mr Fisher to anyone who wasn't a creation of his, lay in the foetal position, bellowing like a mooncalf. The pain consumed him, but he could hear them whispering, them being his wife and the doctor she had called. He hadn't wanted medical assistance but she said she couldn't stand the awful bloody noise any longer.

It's his eternal organs – IPS.”

What's that?” Tim's unsympathetic wife asked. Usually he adored her but today she was the ultimate bitch.

Irritable planet syndrome. The one that cleanses his energy is proving particularly troublesome. There's a severe imbalance between the good and bad bacteria living on that planet. This probiotic should help. Dose him before every meal.”

A meal! They wanted him to eat when his innards were being ripped to shreds by ungrateful creations who wouldn't fulfil the purpose he had for them. “Argh!” He turned the yelling up a notch.

Meanwhile on the Planet Litae at the heart of The Universal Father:

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Prince Angus Lorenzo of Covesea Island lay face down on his bed, reading about how Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson first met. The doors to the balcony were open and the warm sea breeze blew over his naked torso. His ribs hurt but he found placing pressure on them was somehow easier to bear than when he sat up and the pain felt like it was running down his body. He turned over the page and allowed himself to be sucked into the story as the men moved into 221B Baker Street.

“Angus!”

He checked the door. The key was in the locked position; unlike the retina controlled security system the centuries old iron key couldn't be hacked. Safe from his father's wrath he picked up his pillow and used it to muffle the shouting.

“Angus! Get out here – now.

“**** off and go away,” he muttered to the book. His father didn't approve of swearing and technically the offence for cursing at the king was death. Not that his father had ever actually used capital punishment on anyone.

“If you don't come out here, I'll come in there and drag you out.”

“Yeah? You and how many Soaring Warriors.” And under his breath. “****” As he realised that up until that point his father hadn't known for sure he was in his bedroom. At six-feet-eleven not many people threatened Angus with physical violence. Except Jack, the cause of the bruised ribs.
 
Teethies. :)




MAYHEM

The Universal Father, Tim to his mates and Mr Fisher to anyone who wasn't a creation of his, lay in the foetal position, bellowing like a mooncalf. The pain what sort of pain? Where? a bit more of a show? consumed him, but he could hear them whispering, them being his wife and the doctor she had called. He hadn't wanted medical assistance but she said she couldn't stand the awful bloody noise any longer.

It's his eternal organs – IPS.”

What's that?” Tim's unsympathetic wife asked.have you got a name for her? Usually he adored her but today she was the ultimate bitch.

Irritable planet syndrome. The one that cleanses his energy is proving particularly troublesome. There's a severe imbalance between the good and bad bacteria living on that planet. This probiotic should help. Dose him before every meal.”

A meal! They wanted him to eat when his innards were being ripped to shreds by ungrateful creations who wouldn't fulfil the purpose he had for them. “Argh!” He turned the yelling up a notch.

Meanwhile on the Planet Litae at the heart of The Universal Father:It made me smile, all told.

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Prince Angus Lorenzo of Covesea Island lay face down on his bed, reading about how Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson first met. The doors to the balcony were open and the warm sea breeze blew over his naked torso. His ribs hurt but he found placing pressure on them was somehow easier to bear than when he sat up and the pain felt like it was running down his body. He turned over the page and allowed himself to be sucked into the story as the men moved into 221B Baker Street.

“Angus!”

He checked the door. The key was in the locked position; unlike the retina controlled security system the centuries old iron key couldn't be hacked. Safe from his father's wrath he picked up his pillow and used it to muffle the shouting.

“Angus! Get out here – now.

“**** off and go away,” he muttered to the book. His father didn't approve of swearing and technically the offence for cursing at the king was death. Not that his father had ever actually used capital punishment on anyone.

“If you don't come out here, I'll come in there and drag you out.”

“Yeah? You and how many Soaring Warriors.?” And under his breath. “****” As he realised that up until that point his father hadn't known for sure he was in his bedroom. At six-feet-eleven not many people threatened Angus with physical violence. Except Jack, the cause of the bruised ribs.Didn't like the jump from Dad to Jack, seemed a bit authorly[/QUOTE]

Overall, I quite liked it. :) Not much to teeth. Bah. :(
 
A bit more show for me too and a little more background (what things looked like).

Irritable planet syndrome,' said the Doctor, talking with Father's wife and not to him, so he much be sick. "The one that cleanses his energy is proving particularly troublesome. There's a severe imbalance between the good and bad bacteria living on that planet. This probiotic should help,' said the Doctor, rattling and shaking a small plastic container and making a sound like Tic Tacs. "Dose him before every meal.” - I felt you were relying on dialogue too much and it needed breaking up some more.

A bit of a jump from section to section, but you know best what is needed. Like Springs, I suspect Tim would know his Wife and Doctors names. For a fresh first draft as of today, nice going. It was fun to read.
 
Your beautiful pearly whites are always welcome, Springs and Bowler ;)

Um I didn't know The Universal Father had a wife or doctor until about 3 hours ago - didn't even know his name was Tim Fisher ;)

I've never given much thought to the external life of the god of my world before. The scriptures of my world have said that the planet is his heart/kidney and that when good and bad are not in the correct balance he gets sick.

In my head I liked it but I wasn't sure how it worked out of my head if that makes sense?
 
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