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rhienellethGet out my head, stupid frakking telepathic space pirates!
I blame watching BSG, playing a SF roleplaying game of late,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
carmen_sandiego's recent posts regarding Firefly (reminding me of the inherent awesomeness of the 'verse), and watching POTC: DMC twice since acquiring the DVD.
AAAAUGH. Stupid brain. Quit worldbuilding for a book you aren't writing yet.
Er, despite the 6200 words you wrote yesterday. *winces* But that was just playing around, not anything for serious. Come on. Think gypsies and vampires. Space pirates with awesome powers of telepathy later.
My MC's name is Mercy. She has a cousin named Cannon (he's a pirate Captain, or maybe a pirate King, I haven't decided) who she doesn't meet until they're both adults, like in their 20's & 30's. The as yet unwritten scene of their first meeting will include the following conversation:
"How did you know who I was?" Mercy couldn't help but wonder. She looked a little like her mother, but mostly, she took after her father. The hair, the eyes, her six foot frame, they were all his. Small, blond and petite, she wasn't. Not like her mother.
"We knew the second you set foot onboard," Cannon said. "But if we'd had any doubt, that piece of crap ship you flew in was a dead giveaway." He smiled fondly. "Your mother stole her right off this very deck, twenty-six years ago."
Mercy made a noncommittal sound, crossing her arms over her chest. That piece of crap, as he called it, had belonged to her father, not her mother, and it was a damn fine bird. When pieces weren't falling off her.
"So, what's your name?" Cannon asked. Mercy considered lying, but what was the point? They could reach right into her head and pull it out, if they really wanted to.
"Mercy," she said grudgingly.
"No, not your call sign," he corrected. "What's your given name?" She gave him a bland look.
"That is my given name."
He stared at her for a moment, then burst into raucous laughter, shaking his head.
"This fucking family."
ETA: Would it be too Stargate to use the Egyptian mythos for my space pirates? Probably. But I want to 'flavor' the world (universe, whatever), and don't want to use the Greek pantheon, as I'm already using them with my gypsies, plus BSG utilizes them. I wouldn't make them aliens or anything. Just, you know, "what if the Egyptian empire conquered the stars and then the world ended?" Kind of a post-apocalyptic, telepathic space pirate adventure story. With romance and sex thrown in.
Not that I'm still world building, or anything. All right, so my brain can only handle so much angst in a single day!
I blame watching BSG, playing a SF roleplaying game of late,
carmen_sandiego's recent posts regarding Firefly (reminding me of the inherent awesomeness of the 'verse), and watching POTC: DMC twice since acquiring the DVD.AAAAUGH. Stupid brain. Quit worldbuilding for a book you aren't writing yet.
Er, despite the 6200 words you wrote yesterday. *winces* But that was just playing around, not anything for serious. Come on. Think gypsies and vampires. Space pirates with awesome powers of telepathy later.
My MC's name is Mercy. She has a cousin named Cannon (he's a pirate Captain, or maybe a pirate King, I haven't decided) who she doesn't meet until they're both adults, like in their 20's & 30's. The as yet unwritten scene of their first meeting will include the following conversation:
"How did you know who I was?" Mercy couldn't help but wonder. She looked a little like her mother, but mostly, she took after her father. The hair, the eyes, her six foot frame, they were all his. Small, blond and petite, she wasn't. Not like her mother.
"We knew the second you set foot onboard," Cannon said. "But if we'd had any doubt, that piece of crap ship you flew in was a dead giveaway." He smiled fondly. "Your mother stole her right off this very deck, twenty-six years ago."
Mercy made a noncommittal sound, crossing her arms over her chest. That piece of crap, as he called it, had belonged to her father, not her mother, and it was a damn fine bird. When pieces weren't falling off her.
"So, what's your name?" Cannon asked. Mercy considered lying, but what was the point? They could reach right into her head and pull it out, if they really wanted to.
"Mercy," she said grudgingly.
"No, not your call sign," he corrected. "What's your given name?" She gave him a bland look.
"That is my given name."
He stared at her for a moment, then burst into raucous laughter, shaking his head.
"This fucking family."
ETA: Would it be too Stargate to use the Egyptian mythos for my space pirates? Probably. But I want to 'flavor' the world (universe, whatever), and don't want to use the Greek pantheon, as I'm already using them with my gypsies, plus BSG utilizes them. I wouldn't make them aliens or anything. Just, you know, "what if the Egyptian empire conquered the stars and then the world ended?" Kind of a post-apocalyptic, telepathic space pirate adventure story. With romance and sex thrown in.
Not that I'm still world building, or anything. All right, so my brain can only handle so much angst in a single day!
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Date: 2006-12-12 10:39 pm (UTC)Maybe you can post it as you go, and continue to give me stuff to read during the day. :)
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Date: 2006-12-12 10:44 pm (UTC)Wow, there is the very slight possibility I'll have two books to pitch at AWW this year. I don't even know what to think of that.
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Date: 2006-12-12 10:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-12 10:53 pm (UTC)Because space pirates, by definition, have to be fun, right?
Fun, but also not to be trusted. As poor Mercy will quickly discover.
But not yet.
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Date: 2006-12-13 12:59 am (UTC)Maybe go older - my favorite period of Japanese culture is around the 11th & 12th century. May not work for you though. (favorite book of this period:The Nightingale by Kara Dalkey)
Or just make something up. :)