You had plenty money 1922

well, wanting hard bastard recs, really.

I write Plantaganet Pevensies.

bedlamsbard writes high fantasy game of thrones Pevensies.

ineptshieldmaid does terrible things in the name of SCIENCE.

so... anyone got recs for similar?

someone tell my brain that listening to bunnies is BAD. especially vague ideas you had a while ago of 'huh, that'd be interesting'. especially when you've already written a bunch of notes for your current piece but keep putting off writing them up and expanding on them.

ESPECIALLY NARNIA BUNNIES.

The entirely plausible possibility that the Pevensies who show up in Prince Caspian are Archenlander spies sent to cause havoc and de-stabilise Miraz' grab for power... :headdesk headdesk headdesk:

Trumpkin being one of the Narnian rebels who's one of the Archenlander contacts to help facilitate this. (still debating whether Reepicheep is in on it too)

'Caspian's fled for his life.'
'Right, initiate plan legend: bring me people who fit this description and skillset. They need to be able to do a Narnian accent.'
'Trumpkin reports Caspian has been found. Alive.'
'Right, get them suited, booted, and meeting up with Trumpkin.'

So, a young officer, one of the up and coming spy team, one of the archers, and a kid from a travelling circus enter Narnia, seek out Trumpkin, (rescuing him just in time), rifle through Cair Paravel for any bits that would make them look a bit more authentic. (yes, they do know where it is, it's not like they don't have *maps*, and the armory wasn't raided due to collapse of empire and superstition.) Vaguely surprised to find the weapons there are in bloody good nick.

And essentially it escalates a bit, the girl playing Lucy found out that the potion does what it says on the tin back at Cair Paravel, the spy playing Edmund is just a tad freaked to find out that the ghost of the White Witch is clearly mistaking him for somebody else. And then they find themselves doing this, and this, and he's suddenly in Miraz' tent goading him into accepting single combat....

Right, got to book time off work next week due to funeral finally being scheduled. Great Aunt Bina (my grandma's elder sister - utterly, utterly cool) got pneumonia a couple of weeks ago. She'd been getting that little bit frailer and frailer as the years went by (in her 90s, still getting around by herself but in sheltered housing) and when she got it, everyone went '...okay, chances of survival not very much.' Died sunday and we'd been waiting to hear funeral dates since Susan, who was one of her nieces she was closest to was away. So wake and funeral in Newcastle.

In other news: Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy is flaily hands and the credits being there so you can finish gawping and going 'wah'. Masterpiece of restraint and acting (not what Oscars call acting, but proper, quiet, tense, drop a pin and everyone jumps). Also brain-breaking period detail. Lots of us (70s/early 80s babies) going 'oh god. I remember that pattern. The bag in the foyer?' '....Our school hall curtains.' 'The grafitti.' 'BEDCOVER.' 'Our nan's was blue.' 'Wimpy's.' 'Breathe, sweetie, deep breaths.' '...So many shades of brown.' Seriously, the set dressing and costuming is an extra character on its own.

There are also tiny, tiny details and wordless scenes - two scenes not in the book, one which just fits perfectly and adds a technically not necessary but HUGE detail for one character, and then the Christmas party flashback, where not a sodding word is spoken but every single relationship is explained. And so many others just... rounded out to an extent that we were going 'SWEET FSM FLAILY HANDS OMG OMG THIS IS JUST ...WAH.' It's not the tv series. People are colder and harder and there's no nostalgic/respectful haze but it's tense and condensed and complex and gripping. Plus Kathy Burke as Connie. (cue everyone going 'happy sigh')

:frowns: How is it there is only ttss_kink set up so far? (thursgood also exists, but that's not been updated since '07. This film has been out five days already, people, and it has Benedict Cumberbatch and Tom Hardy in it. There are SPIES. it is a 99% male cast. Fandom, you fail.

Other fandom stuff: Taz and Jen mentioned they were discussing Torchwood/Narnia last night in the pub after everyone else went home, I went 'that Susan joins Torchwood one?'. and now I suddenly have thoughts of 'Pevensies run a branch of Torchwood.'

Pevensies: able to keep Harkness on a short leash and totally unfazed by his antics. 'Yes, shagging water-dwellers can give you a nasty skin rash sometimes, there's a cream.' 'Well, yes, of course we put them down, Jack, stop being so squeamish.'

Seriously, Susan's recruitment is obvious, Edmund gets seconded from MI5 or 6 or whoever he's working for, Peter drifts into it whilst on leave from the army (Army brass: 'Torchwood want him? Please take him, he scares the shit out of us'), and Susan yanks Lucy out of whichever hospital she's working in because they need a new doctor who won't bat an eye at weird physiology and poisons and can do battle doctoring in their sleep. suspect they end up at Cardiff *anyway*. Jack is on the one hand terribly interested in these pretty young people who give off all the vibes of older than they are, and have a completely different set of values from everyone else in this day and age. On the other hand, just slightly ...scary. And often treat him like a child. Susan the cool diplomat bombshell who's a better sharpshooter with a pistol than the best sniper is with a rifle, Peter the general, little Lucy the healer who really does remind him a bit too much of his ex, and Edmund the spymaster. He'd swear they fell out of the Rift if it wasn't for the fact that they check out completely. All scans show them as this time period, no chronal energy like you get with the Doctor's companions.

Title : Putting the Natives at Ease
Author : Gunbunny
Fandom : Narnia
Pairing : none
Rating : No sex and no violence. :sigh:
Summary : No parent wants to know this about their children.
Disclaimer : Not mine. CS Lewis'.
Feedback : I accept burnt offerings and alcohol.
Archive : http://burntcopper.com/fic , anywhere else feel free.

( Better not to ask )

Currently attempting to tell bunnies to fuck off. What I should be doing is knuckling down and searching through the many and varied notebooks for the various versions of the parents view of national service Pevensies so I can tidy it up and post it. Of course, last night as I'm dropping off I get 'hmm, so, Pevensies meet Merlin and Arthur...' There's already been a couple of crossovers, but with the premise that it takes place during the Golden Age while the Pevensies are ruling, and I'm pretty sure I couldn't pull that off as well as they have. Bunnies are prodding me going 'so, what if you chuck them into Uther's court as strangers with all their training?' (yes, I do want to see Arthur and Peter go at it in the arena, Morgana vs Susan, etc) Which would mean post-LWW. Then was trying to figure out how the hell they'd do a time-travel, tossed a couple of things around like the wood between worlds, which is *way* too unwieldy and finally settled on a possibility that something went a bit ... wrong when they were called to Narnia in Prince Caspian. Course, problem would now be proving noble credentials on a bunch of youths in weird clothes who admittedly did foil an ambush on the Crown Prince and retinue, even if they do carry themselves perfectly. Mind you, Sophia and her dad did it. Peter and Susan are old enough to be considered adults in medieval/dark ages. Edmund and Lucy, not so sure. Er. Now I have the situation, I just don't have any further actual plot. Aside from the first blinky treefrog of the Pevensies going 'That's Arthur and Merlin? Really?'

Happy Birthday clanwilliam. May your plans for world domination continue unabated.

Title : Tales from Legend to Scare their Children
Author : Gunbunny
Fandom : Narnia
Pairing : none
Rating : No sex and very little violence. :sigh:
Summary : Miraz underestimates the beasts. Glozelle believes in keeping an eye on them.
Disclaimer : Not mine. CS Lewis'.
Feedback : I accept burnt offerings and alcohol.
Archive : http://burntcopper.com/fic , anywhere else feel free.
( The beasts are an annoyance )

This was Nano '08, aka what if the pevensies stayed at the end of prince Caspian.
Has been cleaned up a bit for spelling but that's it. expect repetition of tropes, unbelievable wordiness, and not a hint of a beta.
Forging a new age is never easy

Trying to figure out why, precisely, my brain is suddenly deciding to write snippets of narnia fic set post-LWW when they get back to school. Precisely, stuff like all the boys in the dorm asking if anyone managed to get anywhere with girls whilst evacuated, and Peter replying distractedly 'bedded quite a few' and everyone staring because this is *Pevensie*. Pevensie the one who's come back from the country with authority issues and starting fights every two seconds. And further down the forms, one of the wetter boys wondering what love's like and Edmund replying that it's just love and is great but also really bloody annoying and sometimes you really, really want to kill the other person/people. Because, again, *Pevensie*. This one being the quiet, somehow newly terribly competent and distant one. Oh, aand edmund desperately trying not to write too much analysis into his history essays because the first one he wrote after coming back got labelled as ruthless and overly complex and the teacher didn't get much of his reasoning. Edmund is used to formulating reports and analysis for people who understand expediency and the pressures of running a medieval kingdom. He forgot that dusty teachers have no clue about politics. He's been leafing through the Plantagenets and going 'oh, completely understand why they did this, they'd been backed into a corner and the circumstances if you take this into consideration, and of course the treaty takes ages to formulate when you've got this many barons' while everyone stares.

53,142 / 50,000 (106.3%)

:polishes fingernails: Oh yeah. i rule.

Now, er, i have the next few days to actually *finish* it. Which is...

Archenland feast

- also includes Glozelle bit

the rest of Caspian/Peter/Susan situation

try and find *somewhere* to insert some of the law stuff and hope like hell I've managed to say something about the gradual tentative integration and clashes in the rest of it.

...Yeah. The integration was what it was supposed to be about originally.

epilogue, possibly the wedding morning

43,227 / 50,000 (86.5%)

currently writing the Caspian/peter/Susan relationship. Still not done the laws bit. At this rate it'll end up being a throwaway three paragraphs or something. Also to do : Archenland (which should start with an action scene. Yay Action!), Glozelle, er... integration, um, owt else?