Storyteller Saturday once again, my charming 🌵 friend! So, if your characters were to be a host of a show (or podcast, etc.), what do you think the show would be about? Do you think they would actually be good at being the host?
Storyteller Saturday!
I, uh… Got a little carried away.
Here are some AU podcasts:
FRED
A podcast about what life was like in medieval England and France! You might’ve read the blog, but now you can hear the podcast! Join host Fred Coriander as he takes a walk through history and tells you everything history books won’t.
Fred would be a great host! He loves to ramble about things he likes. Of course, he’d have to hire someone to edit the episodes. Best to keep the oops risk factor at a minimum. It would have some kind of structure that would be solid for the first five minutes before he hits a tangent and gets distracted.
GEMMA
Wonky magic got you down? Cary’s here to help! Once an anonymous forum-cryptid, this wickedly talented alchemist knows all the tips and tricks to turn your notions into potions and keep your mage grades up.
Gemma’s show would be posted under her pseudonym to avoid all that annoying legal business. It’s an advice show/case study program that does listener questions for the first half and a recipe explanation/walk through for the second half. She’s an excellent teacher and has photo references for her experiments. It’s sort of like her science journal.
And she’d totally use mimic philters to alter her voice for recording.
MEL
Subject-assisted surgery, fully organic prosthetics, all-natural spell-free permanent hair-dye - and that’s just the tip of the iceberg! Fae-expert and self-proclaimed master of all things weird Mel will take you on a journey into the not-so-distant future as she highlights the wildest things science has to offer.
So, this one might be a bit of a surprise, but Mel is a huge nerd for weird science. Especially weird medical science. She might not be the best host, but she has the best info. If she gets on a topic she knows a lot about, she goes a little too fast for most people to keep up with, and if there’s a boring bit she usually skims over it or skips it entirely. Which would lead to a lot of confusion.
RYAN
Join Ryan Sinclair as he breaks down your screw ups and spills the tea on the world of modern tech! From high-brow corporate device schemes to how to power your home off the grid, Ryan and the occasional guest expert unravel what’s really going on behind the curtain.
Surprise surprise, Ryan would not be the best host. He stutters and has a lot of dead air, so he relies on guests to fill time and help him out. He’s got the know-how, just not the presenter skills to share it. So he brings on people like Andy and Jamie to make everything engaging and coherent.
[Throwing my tag lists on here because this one’s fun:]
H2H
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Character Tags: Gemma | Mel | The Ladies | Fred Coriander | Officer Oz
OC Intros: Harry | Mary | Oz | Jill | Treena | Fred | Gemma | Mel
[Send me a word and a character and I’ll write a drabble!]
I hope you’re ready for some serious second-hand embarrassment, because The Overseer is a mess.
I’m adding the FF tag list at the end because I think you all need to see how much of a mess he is.
Baisemain - A kiss on the hand.
They were introducing him to Nightmare today.
The Nightmare. Greatest villain of current-time. The baddest of the bad, the coolest of the cool. The one who knows everything you’re afraid of and uses it against you.
And he was about to meet her. One on one.
Oh, God.
Was he ready for this? He just got recruited like a month ago. And he’s only assisted on, like, one crime. He was a nobody about to meet the biggest Somebody there was.
He was not ready for this. Was it too late to go home?
The two guards on either side of him moved forward, which was as good a sign as any that yes, it was too late, and that this will be happening no matter what.
They hadn’t even let him wear his control band to the meeting.
The wide double doors at the end of the long hallway opened, and there he was. Standing in the Council Chambers flanked by two beefy body guards, standing ten feet away from the head of the Council.
Nightmare.
She was wearing her uniform, of course she was. All dark and grey and black and red, with black gloves and a black mask pulled halfway up her face like a bandit. She wasn’t wearing her hood. Red hair, artfully curled, fell to her shoulders. She smiled at him. He could tell, it showed in her eyes. They were green.
Nightmare had red hair and green eyes. She was probably Irish. That was pretty neat.
One of the bodyguards poked him in the back. Right.
He stepped forward.
Nightmare held out a hand.
“Welcome to the CIIP, Overseer.” Her voice was muffled behind the mask, and there was a slight modulation, as though the fabric itself was filtering it in some way. Cool.
And, actually, it was The Overseer, but that sounded weird in conversation like this and he wasn’t about to correct Nightmare. Oh my God, no.
“Uh,” he said. “Hi. I mean, thanks. Thank you. Ma’am.”
He took her hand and, in a fit of brain-dead panic, leaned over and kissed it like a Renaissance Fair try-hard.
Nightmare’s eyebrows shot up nearly to her hairline. Behind her mask, her face scrunched up, the apples of her cheeks pushing up under her eyes and-
She laughed.
“At ease, my lord,” she said, and pulled her hand away.
And that’s how The Overseer died.
No, really. He did. On the inside, anyway.
One of the body guards cleared his throat.
Nightmare waved him goodbye as they took him back to his temporary quarters on the third floor of the Council building.
Before he went to sleep, Overseer fell over onto his bed, shoved his face into his pillow, and screamed.
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Character Tags: Iron Will | Overseer | Lithium | Babylon | Nightmare | Sparkplug
OC Intro Post: Phase 1 | Phase 2
Individual Intros:
Phase 1 (Main Cast): Iron Will | Overseer | Lithium | Babylon | Nightmare
I present to you, good people of the interwebs, a new story:
Title: “Fish Food”
Genre(s): Heroes & Villains, slice of life, enemies to best friends, action, found family, a bit of a spy thriller
WC: 3,317
Content Warnings: Awkwardness, student loans, mentions of homelessness and poverty, slight unknowing animal cruelty (dealing with fish, it’s not serious and it’s corrected immediately), anchovies, hungry piranhas
NOTE: This is an early version of a scene that works as a standalone. I’m writing a bunch of shorts to get a feel for the world of Fish Food, and this is the first one, the one that started the monster of a plot that has worked its way into my brain. Ideally, this would be about two or three scenes into the novel.
This, my friends, is the gist of how our two heroes meet.
Yeah, that’s right, I said heroes.
Link to the story!
Feel free to reblog/make all comments on this post, since the story has its own page!💜
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Character Tags: Iron Will | Overseer | Lithium | Babylon | Nightmare
OC Intro Post: Phase 1 | Phase 2
Individual Intros:
Phase 1 (Main Cast): Iron Will | Overseer | Lithium | Babylon | Nightmare
Phase 2 (Supporting Cast): (Coming Soon!)
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Fish Food Tag List: @theevolutionofledarose, @kriss-the-writing-nerd,@quilloftheclouds, @waterfallwritings, @dontwritethatone, @aeschknight, @abalonetea
Yeah I sent two because I love these so much. Feel free to pick which one you prefer! But I would. Really. Really like some Overseer x Iron Will with... uh... so many good ones uh. Let's go with 31, you choose who's A and B!
[Send me numbers and make me write fluff!]
@quilloftheclouds, I love that you send in two, and I love this combo, and I love you. I’m totally doing both.
Oh dang! The unlikely heroic duo! Get ready for some Super Feel-o’s!
Yeah, that was a stretch.
And depending on how the story plays out, it’s possible that this is canon, too!
31. Imagine A giving B a good luck charm
A: Overseer | B: Iron Will (the mentor/mentee role reversal was too good to pass up)
No one ever tells you that standing on rooftops is very cold. Especially the people in charge of hero PR. They take you up the elevators, open the door to the roof, tell you to stand on the ledge, and wait for you to look official while they take pictures and wait for you to leap off into the maws of danger.
Without the photographers and the directors and the marketing people, it was just cold.
There were people with him a moment ago. His allies. His friends. But they had left, off to man their own posts during the battle to come, and he was alone again, on the roof, waiting for someone to tell him when to go.
The door to the roof creaks open behind him. Out of the dark stairwell, Overseer comes jogging over, rubbing his arms through his jacket.
“Hey, uh. I know you probably don’t need it, you know, being a Signature Hero and all, but just in case.”
He un-clips something from inside his jacket, shivering as the ninth-storey wind cuts through the layers underneath straight to the skin. Crossing the space between them, he holds out a clasped fist and shoves his other hand into his pocket.
“I hope this isn’t weird or anything. I mean, knowing me, it probably is, so who cares.”
“Ryan, no, you don’t have to-”
“I want to. For good luck, or whatever you want to call it.”
Will takes a breath and holds out his hand. A small pin falls from his friend’s grasp and into his. A silver hand, a bright blue eye in the center of the palm, with its outside fingers curled like flower petals.
“It’s a hamsa,” Overseer says, hands deep in his pockets, rocking back and forth on his heels and holding his jacket close to his body with his elbows. “It’s supposed to protect you from the evil eye. You know, like, things that can harm you with a look.”
Will smiles. “Good thing you’ve had it on you all this time.”
“Yeah, right?” He coughs. “But I’m not the one facing one today. Head on, I mean. That’s you. So. I want you to have it. Who knows, maybe it’ll work.”
The little silver pin glints in the late afternoon sun, almost like a wink, almost like the universe knows something they don’t. Will un-tucks the fold-over on the front of his costume, right over his heart, and pins it where it won’t get scuffed or scratched in the fight.
“Thank you, Ryan. This is...”
“Yeah, not much, I know,” he says, glancing off the roof at the roads below.
“I was gonna say perfect.” He sets a hand on Ryan’s shoulder and squeezes. They lock eyes, and for a moment, it feels like flying. “Thank you.”
Before them lies a city unprepared for the overturn this combat would bring. Because no matter the result, no matter who wins or loses or runs away, or who stands as a bulwark for the unaware, everything will change once Will steps off the ledge.
And standing there, his once-enemy smiling back at him with something like pride and a gang of rebel heroes nearby ready to wreak havoc on their true enemies, he finally feels ready.
With a smile, a cheesy salute, and deep breath, Will steps backwards off the building and into the hands of fate.
Ryan stands there for about ten seconds thinking “damn that was cool” before remembering he needs to be at his post like five minutes ago and hauls ass down the stairs since he doesn’t have damage resistance like Will.
(Have you noticed that I keep switching between present and past tense in these drabbles? I have! It’s because I have no idea which one to use! Yay!)
WIP Intro Post | FF WIP Tag | WIP Page | PowerPoint Intro
Character Tags: Iron Will | Overseer | Lithium | Babylon | Nightmare | Sparkplug
OC Intro Post: Phase 1 | Phase 2
Individual Intros:
Phase 1 (Main Cast): Iron Will | Overseer | Lithium | Babylon | Nightmare
I have a small handful of WIPs goin’ right now, and I love all my people (especially Mel and Gemma and Will), but, if it please the court, allow me to present to you:
The Overseer (aka Ryan Sinclair) of Fish Food
My resident awkward disaster nerd who cares a whole bunch and just might be better off on a different career path.
Actually, he would most definitely be better off on a different career path. But, alas, he fell into villainy and there he will remain. Or will he?
Ryan is a huge dork. He has a pit of piranhas in his lair that he calls his pets, because they are. He treats his drones like small animals. When he met the number one supervillain in Conover City, he embarrassed himself so badly he avoided the entire floor she frequented for a whole month.And he’s a very nice guy who happens to be a villain because he was at rock bottom and took the wrong job.
When I write his dialogue, I imagine the most awkward social scenarios you can get yourself into and channel that energy into writing. It makes for some amazing scenes.
Something I haven’t mentioned about him... Hm. He’s the equivalent of a high wisdom/low intellect DnD character. People who barely know him are willing to vouch for him and call him a friend. He develops a super odd friendship with Babylon, of all people. Pretty much single-handedly pulls Will out of a serious depression spiral and helps him find solid ground again.
Will likes to tease him by fake-flirting and Ryan gets super embarrassed because he accidentally hit on Will early in their friendship. He’s still mortified about it. Will will never let him live it down.
Ryan is the member of your friend group who no one really notices all that much but when he’s not there, something always feels off or incomplete. He’s like the sheer force of positive will that keeps IKEA furniture from collapsing. He also pushes himself to the brink pretty often, which, with his Overexertion Resistance, is a whole lot further than any person should be capable of. Like Will, he is tired, but a different kind of tired.
15. for Overseer x Iron Will? (Had to ask for my fave, you know. It's just what I do.)
[Send me numbers and make me write fluff!]
This prompt is a gold mine for awkward Overseer. Thank you for this gift. I did put a little twist on it to fit the setting, because this is totally something Overseer would do. Like 100%.
I also put a Doctor Who reference in there because I can.
15. “I’m sorry to bother you so late but, I tripped and for cut and it’s bleeding so no taxi will pick me up. No, it’s fine I just need a ride home-”
Will didn’t expect his phone to ring past 9pm. He never expected his phone to ring, actually. Not many people had his number, and all of his COH mission updates came via text message, which always sounded with a tinny bing from his cell.
But his phone rang at 11pm, and, a little hesitant, he answered.
“Uh, hello?”
The voice on the other end was familiar, if a bit frantic.
“Hey, it’s- it’s uh, Ryan.” A pause. Then, in a hoarse whisper, “you know, The Overseer.”
“Yes, I know who you are.” Will dragged a hand over his face and sank a little deeper into his old couch. “Why are you calling me?”
“Oh. Um, well. It’s- it’s for a good reason, I swear, and I didn’t really have anyone else to call because if the Council found out they’d tear me a new one and I really don’t need that kind of thing on my record, you know?”
Will was suddenly very grateful for a secure phone line. Courtesy of Sparkplug, before she… well, before she took a permanent leave of absence from the Coalition.
“Also I’m bleeding and in costume so I can’t call a taxi because, well, blood, and-”
“You’re bleeding?” Will sat up straight. All the exhaustion of the day fled in an instant.
“Little scrape, no big deal, just a minor run-in with a minor hero in a minor scuffle in a minor back alley, totally fine. I said minor too much, didn’t I?”
“Yep.”
The line went quiet for a moment. Dull scrapes and scuffles echoed over the line from Overseer’s end.
“Are you still in the alley?”
“Uh. Yes?”
“Ryan.”
“What? It hurts to move and I found a comfy spot to wait it out. Comfy for an alley, anyway. No one’s gonna come back here.”
“What about your drones?”
Overseer scoffed out a laugh. “Control band was damaged. Of course it was. If it wasn’t, my life would be easier, but no, can’t have that, now, can we?”
Will slipped his old beat up sneakers on and grabbed his car keys off the hook by the front door. “Stay there, I’m on my way.”
“Wait, really?”
Halfway out the door, Will stopped in his tracks. He placed his hand on the frame. If he squeezed hard enough, it would splinter and crack. The paint would flake and the door wouldn’t close right until he fixed it. After that, all it’d need is a fresh coat of paint. But he’d always know it was he who caused the fracture, no matter how neat it looked on the outside.
“I’m a hero, remember? It’s my job to save people.”
“Yeah, but ten bucks says you’re off the clock right now.”
He had a point. He’d never gone out of his way to be a hero in his off hours. Once the rivets and steel were put away, his posture slipped into a lazy slouch and he turned his attention gratefully inward. Sure, he held the door open for people and helped strangers carry heavy loads, but not once has he ever stopped to help someone in dire need.
But this was different.
Will sighed and closed the door behind him.
“You’re my friend. Of course I’m gonna help.”
On the line, Overseer was silent.
Then, shaky and quiet, he spoke.
“You’re my friend, too.”
Will smiled at the thump in his chest. There’s a first time for everything, huh?
“Wait,” Overseer blurted, “I didn’t give you my location.”
“I can trace the call from here.”
“Oh. Cool.”
“Very. Thank Sparkplug for that one.”
“Of course you got illegal mods from the tech whiz before they went fugitive.”
“No one ever said I was all good.”
“Thank God for that,” Overseer said. It sounded like he was smiling.
Glancing at the elevator buttons, Will turned and threw open the door to the stairs.
“Alright, stay on the line. I’m on my way.”
I have no idea where in their friendship this might take place, but I love it. Official unofficial headcanon.
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Character Tags: Iron Will | Overseer | Lithium | Babylon | Nightmare | Sparkplug
OC Intro Post: Phase 1 | Phase 2
Individual Intros:
Phase 1 (Main Cast): Iron Will | Overseer | Lithium | Babylon | Nightmare
ALSO gosh I haven't participated in STS in forever so: If your characters were to have a picnic/potluck, what would everyone bring? (For any wip you'd like~)
Storyteller Saturday!
OH MAN me either!
Heck yes, @quilloftheclouds. Let’s do it for Fish Food, since I vaguely recall answering something similar for H2H and it was so much fun.
Make the superheroes cook, I say!
Will brings a casserole. It’s 100% something someone else gave him a few days ago for some reason or another, and there’s a 75% chance it’s green bean.
Depending on the time of year, Ryan either brings homemade raisin challah (it’s amazing), sangria, or some type of fried thing. And yes, he totally makes a fryer to test his mechanical skills. And yes, he totally burns himself a little. Everyone is Concerned. But he’s fine.
If it were the villain pot luck, however, he would try to be fancy and bring fried desserts. It… would not go well. Instead, he would be a last-minute sign up for cutlery and plates.
Stephanie bakes a big ‘ole blueberry pie. With the COH logo on it. And she insists on cutting it with the biggest knife she can find. It’s Symbolic ™. Also, blueberry is Andy’s (aka Babylon’s) favorite and they hate that they love Steph’s baking so much. She also supplies several 6 packs from the bar.
Andy brings store bought frosted cookies. You can expect to find them at any workplace social function. It’s only a coincidence that most people enjoy them.
If Jamie (aka Sparkplug) were still with the COH and was invited, she would make a huge pot of gumbo. It’s her favorite.
Nightmare would be the unfortunate organizer of the pot luck and would feel obligated to bring something impressive. Then she’d think about it and realize that as the best villain, she doesn’t have to do anything. She’d bring something with watermelon in it, though.
Ferro would make trail mix. He’s not creative. And he hates cooking. If he felt like making an effort, he might make dairy free rice krispy treats using his powers. Does this have any weird effects on the people who eat them? Who knows. It’s now a science experiment.
Battalion would bring kebabs. Meat, fruit, and veggie ones. Is this purely for the swords and stabby pun? Yes. Yes it is.