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Jono Starsmore ([personal profile] furnaceface) wrote in [community profile] 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 seven NPC 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!

Re: Character Brainstorming

[identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com 2014-07-09 07:41 am (UTC)(link)
Felicia DeLuca once had it all. An adventuress, she circled the globe looking for the plot of her next novel, part of the wildly popular Adventures of a Lady Doctor, the semi-autobiographical (though much more fantasical) depictions of her travels. She had it all: fame, fortune, a loving husband named Ivan, and the respect of women's groups around the world. She was a gifted doctor, a cunning linguist, and staunch teetotaler.

Everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked she and Ivan were visiting an old Transylvanian village called Varnova. One night, there was a vicious attack that slaughtered the entire village. Navaan was left for dead, clutching Ivan's hand.

In the morning, she managed to stitch herself back together. The morphine started as a way to dull the pain while she hiked to the next town. But even after she healed up physically, she couldn't kick the habit--and added new ones instead.

Leaving her old identity for dead and taking the name of a minor character in the first book, Navaan met up with Lady Dokkaebi back when she was still the spoiled princess of a Korean kingpin in Los Angeles. Other than her insatiable appetite for any mind-altering substance she could find, Navaan made an excellent bodyguard for the girl, who paid her in the opium her family smuggled and sold. After wiping out a rival gang, the Seventeens, in a bloody turf war, Lady Dokkaebi decided to expand her family's operations out East. Navaan went with her and they started recruiting her.

Now, Navaan watched over the store they're using as a front and the opium den where the real money comes in. She's not allowed to partake when she's on duty, but any other time she's always looking for her next fix. Drugs and mindless sex (or violence!) have became the only way to deal with the memories and the new hunger she found herself with after that night...