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fhplotterywheel2014-07-01 09:46 am
furnaceface) wrote in fhplotterywheel2014-07-01 09:46 am
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Noir Weekend!
We all know and love Soap Opera Weekend, so we thought we would riff on that idea, but with a twist!
Yes, on the weekend of July 12-13th, Fandom Island (and those hanging around on Ingvar, if the stolp bug menace hasn't vacated the dorms by then) will be experiencing its very first Noir Weekend!
What does Noir Weekend consist of? If you opt in to playing along, you'll get to poke at copious noir tropes, black and white/period icons, shenanigans with private dicks and speakeasies (as dirty as you want to interpret that) and plenty of dangerous dames, skirts, birds, and molls. Prohibition is going strong, which means that the bars can only legally be serving soft drinks and sarsaparilla, though there may be rumors of secret rooms where something a little harder can be bought--for a price. Monologuing runs rampant. And if there aren't antics involving tommyguns before the end of the weekend, someone is doing something wrong somewhere. But no worries, any and all damage caused will revert back to normal again on Monday morning!
Picture this! (all characters mentioned being used w/out permission just for illustrative and brainstorming purposes) Please listen to this while reading to get into the mood:
Fandom Island. A seedier hive of scum and villainy you won't find this side of NYC. The air is always hazy with fog and cigarette smoke and the streets run with rainwater, illegal booze, and sometimes even blood. At the aptly-named Devil's Nest, a man known to associates and enemies alike only as 'the Viking' runs girls, games, and gin. When it comes to having dirty hands, no one's are much dirtier than his boy, Lips, who does brisk business in records and "violin cases," if you know what we mean. Most of the cops are on the take and the ones that ain't have a hard time keeping their backs free of lead. Not that they ain't got problems of their own. The Baltimore Bay Butcher's killed sevenNPC people and counting and even though times are tough, Satriale's shop has always got plenty of pork. Every heart's got a secret, every business has got a backdoor, and every one has to pay the piper in the end.
This is...Fandom Noir.
It'll be structured very much the same way Soap Opera Weekend is, with OCD neatly tucked into this very post for you to all noodle about your characters' backstories, and what's becoming of the bits of the island you all know and love.
Brainstorming and question threads are all neatly posted within for your convenience!
Yes, on the weekend of July 12-13th, Fandom Island (and those hanging around on Ingvar, if the stolp bug menace hasn't vacated the dorms by then) will be experiencing its very first Noir Weekend!
What does Noir Weekend consist of? If you opt in to playing along, you'll get to poke at copious noir tropes, black and white/period icons, shenanigans with private dicks and speakeasies (as dirty as you want to interpret that) and plenty of dangerous dames, skirts, birds, and molls. Prohibition is going strong, which means that the bars can only legally be serving soft drinks and sarsaparilla, though there may be rumors of secret rooms where something a little harder can be bought--for a price. Monologuing runs rampant. And if there aren't antics involving tommyguns before the end of the weekend, someone is doing something wrong somewhere. But no worries, any and all damage caused will revert back to normal again on Monday morning!
Picture this! (all characters mentioned being used w/out permission just for illustrative and brainstorming purposes) Please listen to this while reading to get into the mood:
Fandom Island. A seedier hive of scum and villainy you won't find this side of NYC. The air is always hazy with fog and cigarette smoke and the streets run with rainwater, illegal booze, and sometimes even blood. At the aptly-named Devil's Nest, a man known to associates and enemies alike only as 'the Viking' runs girls, games, and gin. When it comes to having dirty hands, no one's are much dirtier than his boy, Lips, who does brisk business in records and "violin cases," if you know what we mean. Most of the cops are on the take and the ones that ain't have a hard time keeping their backs free of lead. Not that they ain't got problems of their own. The Baltimore Bay Butcher's killed seven
This is...Fandom Noir.
It'll be structured very much the same way Soap Opera Weekend is, with OCD neatly tucked into this very post for you to all noodle about your characters' backstories, and what's becoming of the bits of the island you all know and love.
Brainstorming and question threads are all neatly posted within for your convenience!
Re: Character Brainstorming
When Karla was 16 and Elsa only 9, Hobart realized that with only 2 years left before Karla took the throne that neither sister was particularly keen on keeping him around for very long. So he arranged another "accident," but they were rescued by their cousin Morton who spirited them away to a ship on it's way to America where they'd be safe with some contacts he'd made. (Elsa was panicked the whole trip. It was a very trying time.)
Unfortunately, their safe contact ended up floating in a river and they were snatched up by someone who thought to young princesses would be an excellent investment to ransom back to their uncle. A slightly-accidental fire later and they were on the run. Stolen money and their own jewelry let them get by for a few years, always moving around to keep out of sight, but eventually, they ended up broke and Karla started singing for a jazz club. Elsa, her perpetual shadow, also started singing, when she was overheard practicing Karla's songs. Karla's a damn fine singer. Elsa is phenomenal.
Everything might have gone well for the girls after that, except about six weeks ago someone at the club couldn't keep his hands to himself. Elsa cold-cocked the guy who'd grabbed her, Karla dove in to help and, well, there was another fire, oops. Look, maybe if people would just leave Karla's little sister alone, these unfortunate arsons wouldn't have to keep happening.
Extra unfortunate, because the business happened to be owned by one Mr. Warren "Angel-Face" Worthington III, as a nice, fully legal side-business to launder money through. Expecting betrayal, he made his way up to DC where the girls were being held by one of his 'associates.' He sees them, hears them sing, and decides that they'll work off the debt in another little place he owns: The Magic Box.
There are all these intriguing rumors about them, you see...