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Okay, so...
Take the Harry Potter Trio, and throw them into a world that is a wierd cross between Narnia/Wicked (english-speaking animals), and Firefly/LotR/Wicked/Starwars (a corrupt government that thinks that only humans are people, and not all humans at that, a group of Rebels -- of which the Harry Potter Trio and me are a part -- and a non-corrupted would-be leader (in a first generation Star Trek uniform -- or at least what that might have looked like if it was all in black, er) who resembles Dr. Simon. Throw in lazer guns and bows and arrows. Then add:
(1) Some sort of star-ship thing that (A) may never have left the ground (maybe it was someone's stronghold, or a prison, or something) and (B) looks a *tiny* bit like the ship/building in Alien Resurection and a tiny bit like the first Death Star;
(2) A school dorm that is somewhere between a Residential School, Hogwarts, and Lanark House at Carleton University (except taller), with grim-faced, not-entirely-human-looking Matrons and Floor Monitors, and visit-the-outside-world passes that look distressingly like the $25-off coupons we give out at my store (you get your pass written up by one of the Matrons/Monitors, but there's stub left behind to show when you went out and, maybe/maybe-not what you were doing -- they're held together with a staple, though, so it's easy to rip out the stubs, provided you can sneak into the office(s) to get at them in the first place).
(3) Government incentives for the wealthiest of the humans to buy up large, rural estates and turn them into hunting lodges that, incidentally, are self-sufficent and produce enough food to provide a bit extra for the urban areas. It is de-rigeur to hunt with old fashioned stuff -- on horse-back, with bows and arrows, and to wear doublets and stuff as well.
Getting the idea? :-)
It's a wierd cross between fantasy and sci-fi.
Me and the kids are on one floor of the residential school.
Some dark-blond, freckled girl from another dorm has a crush on the Harry character and -- because she's a floor-pet, her Monitor confided in her that *I* had been going out quite a lot (maybe I was in the same dorm as her, after all. I dunno). She was able to get into her monitor's office and see that the stubs that were present in *my* log book, were not present in theirs ('cause we'd ripped them out of their book to cover our tracks. That worked well. :-P How dumb of us).
She black-mailed Harry (or tried to) because she had some Information that the Matrons, and the government agents who controlled the school (which taught a lot of propaganda that only about half of the students ever believed), would have very much liked to know, given that they were trying to find out who these rebel agents were who kept Getting in the Way -- conveniently every time that I went out -- with them.
"Good thing we're going to be spending a lot more time together, isn't it, Harry?" :-)
<*shudder*> Slimeball. Besdies, he has a crush on Ron. We all know that. ;-)
We were out of the dorms because we were trying to save our friends. These included
Rutiger (or something like that), a large, chocolate-brown retriever/*something* cross who had helped a family of boars to be re-united (the piglettes had been separated from their parents, and the babies were being hunted for sport -- they all survived, though, and everyone was okay).
But. Rutiger had been imprissoned (but, later, spirited out of prison under the cover of darkness -- although we didn't know it at the time).
Rutiger was the second-in-command of the Dr. Simon character who was Meant to be King (or at least the head governer person). His third in command was a moderately grizzled guy (no women... brain? What's up with that?) in his fifties or so, who was a quasi-father-figure to Simon, and who would probably end up dead by the end of the story.
Uhm...
Other than that guy dying, it's probably a happy ending with the Enemy ousted, and Dr. Simon running the place. but beyond that, I'm not sure what happens. :-)
November Calling? :-)
Time to go and use my chocolate shampoo. :-D
- TTFN,
- Amazon. :-)
Okay, so...
Take the Harry Potter Trio, and throw them into a world that is a wierd cross between Narnia/Wicked (english-speaking animals), and Firefly/LotR/Wicked/Starwars (a corrupt government that thinks that only humans are people, and not all humans at that, a group of Rebels -- of which the Harry Potter Trio and me are a part -- and a non-corrupted would-be leader (in a first generation Star Trek uniform -- or at least what that might have looked like if it was all in black, er) who resembles Dr. Simon. Throw in lazer guns and bows and arrows. Then add:
(1) Some sort of star-ship thing that (A) may never have left the ground (maybe it was someone's stronghold, or a prison, or something) and (B) looks a *tiny* bit like the ship/building in Alien Resurection and a tiny bit like the first Death Star;
(2) A school dorm that is somewhere between a Residential School, Hogwarts, and Lanark House at Carleton University (except taller), with grim-faced, not-entirely-human-looking Matrons and Floor Monitors, and visit-the-outside-world passes that look distressingly like the $25-off coupons we give out at my store (you get your pass written up by one of the Matrons/Monitors, but there's stub left behind to show when you went out and, maybe/maybe-not what you were doing -- they're held together with a staple, though, so it's easy to rip out the stubs, provided you can sneak into the office(s) to get at them in the first place).
(3) Government incentives for the wealthiest of the humans to buy up large, rural estates and turn them into hunting lodges that, incidentally, are self-sufficent and produce enough food to provide a bit extra for the urban areas. It is de-rigeur to hunt with old fashioned stuff -- on horse-back, with bows and arrows, and to wear doublets and stuff as well.
Getting the idea? :-)
It's a wierd cross between fantasy and sci-fi.
Me and the kids are on one floor of the residential school.
Some dark-blond, freckled girl from another dorm has a crush on the Harry character and -- because she's a floor-pet, her Monitor confided in her that *I* had been going out quite a lot (maybe I was in the same dorm as her, after all. I dunno). She was able to get into her monitor's office and see that the stubs that were present in *my* log book, were not present in theirs ('cause we'd ripped them out of their book to cover our tracks. That worked well. :-P How dumb of us).
She black-mailed Harry (or tried to) because she had some Information that the Matrons, and the government agents who controlled the school (which taught a lot of propaganda that only about half of the students ever believed), would have very much liked to know, given that they were trying to find out who these rebel agents were who kept Getting in the Way -- conveniently every time that I went out -- with them.
"Good thing we're going to be spending a lot more time together, isn't it, Harry?" :-)
<*shudder*> Slimeball. Besdies, he has a crush on Ron. We all know that. ;-)
We were out of the dorms because we were trying to save our friends. These included
Rutiger (or something like that), a large, chocolate-brown retriever/*something* cross who had helped a family of boars to be re-united (the piglettes had been separated from their parents, and the babies were being hunted for sport -- they all survived, though, and everyone was okay).
But. Rutiger had been imprissoned (but, later, spirited out of prison under the cover of darkness -- although we didn't know it at the time).
Rutiger was the second-in-command of the Dr. Simon character who was Meant to be King (or at least the head governer person). His third in command was a moderately grizzled guy (no women... brain? What's up with that?) in his fifties or so, who was a quasi-father-figure to Simon, and who would probably end up dead by the end of the story.
Uhm...
Other than that guy dying, it's probably a happy ending with the Enemy ousted, and Dr. Simon running the place. but beyond that, I'm not sure what happens. :-)
November Calling? :-)
Time to go and use my chocolate shampoo. :-D
- TTFN,
- Amazon. :-)
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