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Question for my followers
Who of you is writing anything of the creative variety? What kind of thing? Whether it's one big or several small things. Just curious!!
writers-cube replied to your post : oh my god i hate thinking about armor and weaponry...
Any problems I could help with? I don’t know what kind of armor/weaponry you’re dealing with, but if you want to know anything I’ve picked up from researching TRK, Old English/Icelandic culture and lit classes, modern fencing, stage fighting, archery, and/or 10 years working with horses, let me know! Also, for what it’s worth, I would totally read a series about “King Arthur and the Charming Non-Armed Political Figures of the Round Table.”
You are astounding! I think the big headache is that my setting is in the future, sooo on the one hand I am not beholden to history, but on the other, I am still beholden to logic and there is no easy guide. And I’m So Very Not a concrete person, so things like materials/resources/warfare are difficult. But I know enough to know that the armor and weaponry should reflect one another and in turn both need to reflect the world.
Because it’s the future, there is theoretically access to whatever high-end fancy metals or materials we come up with, so people should be able to scavenge some sort of super-strong-yet-super-light metal (adamantium, vibranium, for example) that people once made cars/trains/etc with. So part of me is like, ah, there should be plate armor made with scavenged metals! But for whatever reason while envisioning the world, I decided that they would probably use leather primarily instead. I forget why. Mail always seemed too complex to me, for a post-apocalyptic survivor culture to bother with, but apparently it’s Super Ancient so maybe I’m wrong. I mean, I assume that in this future world, everything goes to hell and the few people (like you!) who actually know their way around any of this stuff have the upper hand and help rebuild using what they know.
Basically I’m close to “scratch” when it comes to this question, so I’d welcome any speculation on what would make sense to you! They definitely have horses and swords, and that’s about all I’ve got. I’ve generally avoided going into detail, for this reason. :/
Fallout: Camelot
So we just played a lot of Fallout 4 - my first experience with any Fallout game - and holy shit I am now SO EXCITED about the universe my Arthurian rewrite is set in. I had sort of heard Fallout might be useful for inspiration but I wasn’t really moved to look into it until one came out that is set in Concord and Boston (even if the layout of Concord made my head hurt because it’s Wrong).
I mean you are basically running around setting up safe places for survivors to live together in the ruins of small towns/suburbs and becoming their protector because you have strength and cool armor and shit, scavenging in cities, only going into the big irradiated cities for a Good Effin’ Reason... Like, this is actually very very close to the setting of my novelization, except that I don’t have the whole mid-century vibe because the nuclear war is way in the future. And also all the ammo has run out so people are back to bows and spears and swords, maybe the occasional musket. But still!
Even things like deciding whether to brave the roads (bandits, traps) or the wilds (creepy beasties) is an issue in my story.
Best part?
My fiancé, while editing my chapter: I don’t know. I think you just can’t call people “knights” and “squires” if it’s going to be set in the post-apocalyptic future. It’s too confusing.
One hour later, in Fallout: I am Paladin Danse! This is Knight So-and-So and Scribe Blah-de-Blah, and we are members of the Brotherhood of Steel!
Me: YOU WERE SAYING?
It’s funny when your characters’ quirks amuse you even though you totally control them. Like, every time Arthur thinks she may have made someone uncomfortable she gets super painfully awkward and it wasn’t a planned character trait... it just... kept happening.
(And then in response, this has become one of Morgan’s pet peeves.)