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2013-12-30T01:56:49Z

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[[ Green Serpent 2nd version ]]

Green Serpent 1rst version

2013-12-30T01:36:53Z

Small Hamlet: Created page with " So a brief history lesson.Back in early 2006 I had been working at making animated clips for 3 "mini-movies" whose scripts I had worked out in my head.One of the mini-movi..."

So a brief history lesson.Back in early 2006 I had been working
at making animated clips for 3 "mini-movies" whose scripts I had
worked out in my head.One of the mini-movies got completed but the other
two didn't.The notion was to treat the clips as a film-makers American Erector
Mechanno Set.The clips were set at a low frame speed of 3 to 5 frames per second and
each clip lasted perhaps 3 to 8 seconds.

The clips sat on the back shelf for years afterwards,till in 2013 it looked like the
TSA Bash might have some kind of film festival component to it.It didn't happen,but the
American Erector Set toolbox concept got another airing.

Hoare Fang

Motif Title and Description

005 aliens and minaturized submarines in
body
a pre ww1 submarine inside a body ,a
helmetted diver breating air bubbles,a
sphere and its escort passes in the
background in front of a beating heart

010 Cellular transformation

015 corsetted woman screams

020 cylinder turning phonograph

025 Devil turns robed woman into nude man

030 dragon bursts thru roof

035 dragon flaps wings

040 dragon tf close inside windowed room

045 dragon tf closer inside windowed room

050 dragons head flickers tongue

055 experimental photos and models

060 falling man turns into dragon

065 falling trunk from tower into schooner

070 Frost Fang by avi and by cel number

075 Frost Fang the Reluctant Dragon drawing

080 going snouty in front of dragonsegg caverns

085 woman grows close inside windowed room

090 guitar gertie does the striptease drawing

095 Living Lizard

100 running woman turns into bosomy dragon

105 sea serpent hoare fang underway

110 a sea serpent sinks or its capsized
hull bobs in the waves

115 snaky human into a dragon's dragon

120 steam buckboard wagon and train

125 Views of the Settings
a) Hoarefang Tower island
b)SS Hoare Fang side view
c)SS Hoare Fang aerial view
d)Hoarefang Tower with dragon

130 waves against submerged ships figurehead

135 western dragon breathes fire

140 whipping rope beside man in front of
dragonsegg caverns

145 woman closes then opens mouth in front
of a mirror in a room

150 woman in roomlistens to a cylinder
phonograph player in front of the
Bloody August Mirror

155 various charcoal-mation cels of womans
morphing form

160 Wreck of the Sea Serpente
SS Hoare Fangs ancestor runs up on the
rocks in distant shots.The mere dragon passengers
and crew flee the wreck,some not successfully.The
dead mere-dragons return to their true feral dragon
shapes..A feral dragon appears on the wrecks
conning tower and communicates to the huddled
masses .A deal is made.The rocks rise and the
wreck comes above the deadly waters.

0165 sinking of the sea serpente

Green Serpent
episode 01

( based on Grimms Fairy Tales
Little Red Riding Hood and the 17th
century fairy tale
The Great Green Serpent
by D'Aulnoy )

Characters
Little Red Riding Hood
The Big Bad Wolf
Giant Big Ben
The Preacher
Big Bad's lost love
SS Hoare Fang and her folk

( assume for this script that Hoare Fang
is the afterlife for a sea serpente passenger
liner wrecked long long ago and far far away.
Hence she sails through a unformed universe
and is a world onto herself in this otherworldy
chaos or endless ocean.All the other
settings,the island with the tower,the church
are all somehow within this ghostly liner.
She and her original crew and
passengers are doomed to this eternal wandering,
unless like Ebeneezer Scrooge,they can save the
Lost Souls,doomed loves,etc of the worlds.
In the Promenade only one film plays on the
rickety old projector,the final moments of
Hoare Fang.The film always breaks just before
cel se014 in clip m160.That film won't get to the
'Redemption" part (cels se 014 to se027 unless
a good deed is done.)

Opening

video-modified m130
( put individual cels sh000 to sh 010 into Paint
and spraypaint light green sparklers moving from
left to right 'will o wisps' and recompile to make a
clip the length of the Opening and Credits music)
music-greenserpent from the Hoare Fang music archive
as a alternate Follow the Drinking Gourd from
Taylors Tunebook at the Contemplators website
duration-the first 43 seconds of greenserpent's
4 minute 19 second length aught to leave the
impression of a 'Flying Dutchman loveboat'
music lyrics (?)the cold wide stillness when i swim in this bay
i am drowning all by myself
for the swell in me for the green serpent
i am not alright

Act 1

video-a modified m100
( use the first cel of the building by itself
for the duration of the Preachers "I
pronounce you husband and wife".Then
time the remaining clip of woman running
out of building to BBll's line .cut out
portion of clip where the running woman tf's)
audio-to be supplied
duration-still image and animation adjusted to the
length of the characters lines

video-m100 still image cel

Preacher-and since no one has raised any objection
to why this man and woman should be
lawfully wedded,i now pronounce you

video-the modified m100 of woman running out of
building

BB's lost love- ( screaming) he's a werewolf

Act 2

(scene starts with little red in front of the mirror,
listening to some bouncy devil tune

video/cels - M 150
repeat clip to length of audio track
music -What Do You Do With A
Drunken Sailor/Farmers Curst Wife/The
Ghost Lover
audio effect -woman laughing
duration- 66.6 seconds ( 3 fps)
(number of the Beast )

audio effect ( loud) Click

( laughter stop abruptly.For the tune that means
stopping the tune at some inappropriate spot in mid tune )

video -M150
audio/music-silenced
duration-5 seconds

video- M150
audio- Big Bad Wolf 0005

Big Bad Wolf ( cold emotionless) hey hey hey,its your
ex-partner here ,the Big Bad Wolf.While you were
out shopping with Granny me and Big Ben came
by and left this message.I know you wrecked my
wedding.Meet me on the Promenade at 10
tonight.Be alone!

video/cel M150 dressed woman image
overlain on m0125a tower island
duration timed to length of the Narration track
audiotrack-supplied narrator 010

Narrator:(N010)when Jack robbed the giant Big Ben the giant was
hard up for
clothing.So when Big Bad Wolf,who suspected that
Little Red had ruined his wedding,learned that
Jack and Little Red were cousins,the plot was
hatched

( take individual cels from m150 and run them through
Paint to shift image fraction of a inch in random directions
so that when they are put back together as a video clip the
visual effect is of a room shaking whilst the phonograph is
still turning )

video-the modified m150 clip
audio- Giant 005
duration- as required to suggest Big Ben is banging
away at the building Little Red is in

Big Ben-fee fi fo fum,i smell the blood of a
englishmun

Act 3

( since the Promenade aboard SS Hoare Fang does
not have any image cels or clips as at the time this
script was made,use various tricks.Perhaps cels
from m130 with a background overlaid on the image,
of the coast moving from left to right.Or the m105
clip speeding up or slowing down in sync with the
conversation between Big Bad Wolf and Little Red)

video -modified m130 and m105
music-'whoisat'
( available as midi in Taylors Tune Book archived
at the Contemplator website.record to Video
Framer 1.07 's audio recorder as a wav file )
duration-long enough for Big Bad to get plastered from
the whiskey bottle he's purloined from Hoare Fangs
shipboard bar and grille.about 33 seconds according to
Who Is At My Window Weeping's cycle.

video -clip m160
( start at wrecked sea serpent on the rocks,end just before
the dragon on the conning tower appears,roughly
cels se0004 to se0013)
audio-papercrumbling

( Big Bad Wolf was crumbling up the latest letter
from his lost love,who was explaining why she
can't
marry a guy who turns into a werewolf when a silver
wedding band is placed on his finger )

audio effect-heartbeat fast,heartbeat medium,heartbeat slow
in background as the letter is read in the main
audio track.time as required to leave
impression of a cooling love via the
slowing heartbeat

lost loves letter -Dear Johan....

video -clip m105 stopped midway,with the craft frozen
on the screen,cel su007 used as still for length
of silence
audio-'dead' silence
duration-9 seconds of silence

video-m160 from cels se0014 to se0027.the feral dragon
on the conning tower saying 'enough already,save
yourselfs"
audio-paper tearing sound ( the lost love letter)
duration-start audio track with paper tearing sound,then
Big Bad Wolf's 'enough already' declaration

Big Bad Wolf- ( somewhat slurred ) Enough!

video-clip 130 added onto itself to make up the 25 second length
of the Getback music tune.start first chunk at slow sluggish
speed,increase speed ( via video framer 1.07's speed
function or frame rate adjustment )till the final few
seconds suggests things are moving again
music-GETBACK from the Hoare Fang music archive

Act 4

video- m20 timed to length of Narrator audio
audio- supplied narrator 015

Narrator-and so Big Bad Wolf confronted Little Red in the
Promenade and though she lied through the teeth
he learned in a roundabout way that the control
for the cursed silver ring that had ruined his
wedding lay in Little Red's trunk.They were both
due to depart Hoare Fang in three days.Big Bad
needed
that trunk to go away permanently if he'd ever
have a chance in the world beyond the Endless
Ocean

video-the still m70 timed to narrator 020
audio-supplied narrator 020

Narrator-the ships bartender told Big Bad that there was this
black gang dragon he knew who came up occassionaly
to visit him.for a small price he'd see that trunk never got
out of never never land

video-m 065 using a modified cel fa0012 with the 'trunk'
erased from the deck of Hoare Fangs shore ferry
perhaps jiggle fa0012 in Paint to create a clip
leaving impression of rocking boats,as like the
giant shaking building scene
audio-general crowd noise of passengers departing
the ship.possibly happy chatty Little Red and more
nervous and worried Big Bad Wolf.suit to taste
duration-as required

video -m020

Narrator-and so the ships bartender holding a bottle of
whisky.he made as if to give it to Big Bad but
stumbled and the bottle rolled across the deck to
the edge.that was a $40 bottle of whisky and
Big Bad noticed it seemed to be rolling close to
Little Red's trunk.Big Bad went after the bottle
and slipped on a banana peel.the big wolf's feet
crashed apon the trunk as he hit the deck and both
the bottle and the trunk went sailing over the edge

video-m015

Little Red-( loud screech/scream) My Trunk!

video-m065 cut at cel fa0005
.freeze at this point.
music- 'sleepy.mid' from Taylors tunebook in background

Narrator-frost fang of the Black Gang was sitting beside the coal
loading gate,just above the passenger tender
Clara Anne.so when that trunk came into view

video-m135
then take the still image from m065 ,fa0005,and paint
it with a nice orange fireball.then do a cel with collapsing
fireball,and no trunk

music-keep 'sleepy.mid' in the background

video-m105

Little Red-(softer than before) my trunk

video -m120
alter the cels to include a brown oval ( Big Bad Wolf)
moving from right to left,and then aboard the buckboard
hitching a ride from that goggle wearing driver

Closing

video-the modifed m130 from the opening with the green
will o wisps.perhaps Paint closing credits into the
will o wisps
music-Love is Easy from Taylors Tunebook to end things
on a lighter mood.sort of a lullaby tune.The Mist
Covered Mountains from same source as alternative

Finis

User:Small Hamlet

2013-12-30T01:21:40Z

Small Hamlet:

[[ Green Serpent 1rst version ]]

[[ Green Serpent 2nd version ]]

Green Serpent 2nd version

2013-12-29T05:01:50Z

Small Hamlet: Created page with " The Tale of a 1894 to 1905 era British coal burning steam ship with dragon-headed people aboard her “ fiery eyes sti..."

The Tale of a 1894 to 1905 era British coal burning
steam ship with dragon-headed people aboard her

“ fiery eyes stillness of my serpent
It's not as dangerous without the Green Serpent “

Green Serpent ( unknown songwriter/singer )

TTOA1894

Once upon a time,long long ago there lived a society of
feral western dragons who yearned to be human.Since they lived
long before the homo sapiens came along,it was a bit of a quirk.

They had learned magic to reshape their bodies,to become
smaller,more slender,more like us. And like us that transformational
magic cost money to do the changes required to go from being a
four footed winged flame breather to becoming a biped perhaps
ninety nine times smaller in size and weight .

So that society had evolved over time to include the poorer
folk,who couldn't afford the transformational magics and went
about their feral dragon affairs.

There were the lower level of the in-betweens,who could just afford
the shrinking magics,that allowed them to get rid of all that feral dragon
mass and bulk,but not the anatomy.

There were the upper level of the in-betweens,who were just
wealthy enough to purchase the shrinking magic and enough of the
other kind so that at a distance you might be fooled into thinking they were
human. Get up close however and you'd notice the snouty reptilian
face or perhaps the spiky tail hidden under a skirt.

And then there were the rich dragons and the aristocrats,who had
achieved human perfection to the 99th degree.These folk lived happily on
the upper penthouse suites and wouldn't be caught dead around a feral
western.( not in public anyways )

Death however was the great leveller.For when a dragon,no matter what
his/her place was ,died,the transformational magics fell apart and they returned to
their natural feral western dragon shape.

However the rich folk could always arrange for a private burial service.

****************************************************************************************

It was the Age of Steam for this society,and their serpent headed
iron hulled dragon boats had boilers,coal bunkers and steam engines much
like what we homo sapiens possess.

Their ships had one magical-machine technology our scientists and
engineers still have to discover,the dragons-egg boiler,which required the
hot fiery breath of a feral western dragon to make it operate.

The dragons-egg produced a
gelatinous/watery liquid the society's wizards
and engineers called controlled water,for the simple reason it could be
held in place without need of embankments or retaining walls.

This allowed the dragon boats to travel on land and sea alike,
much like the hovercraft homo sapiens have invented.

Controlled water did have one troubling quality to it however.It
seemed to produce a sort of bottomless pool beneath its watery surface.
Thus any land-sea boat unlucky enough to sink in her own pool of controlled
water simply was not there anymore,but had sunk out of physical existence.

The Sea Serpente Hoare Fang was one such Controlled
Water dragon boat.

***********************************************************************

Frost Fang ,a feral,was burning off a months wages from his last
job on booze again.The pub was crowded with with his mates ,the Black Gang from the
SS Bernadika.His daughter Gertrude Fang had run away from home again and the
missus had driven Frost out of their cave with a series of healthy roaring curses,

So Mr Fang had gone to the Laidley Worm and Three Little
Pigs Tavern to inquire if
anyone knew where his daughter was.They didn't.Being polite honest
working ferals,they didn't want to suggest that perhaps Gertrude Fang
had turned to a life of prostitution or perhaps now lay senseless in a
snapdragon opium den.

The guys toasted another glass to the Lambton Worm,and then
turned to the matter of finding new employment .The Bernadika was in
dry dock for a refit of her dragons-egg's ,which were underpowered for the
shifting geography the land sailors had to overcome.

As we all know,a millenia earlier a asteroid had wiped out the dragons
kinfolk,the dinosaurs,and the oceans and lands were still in violent upheaval
from that cosmic collision.

It took a higher column of controlled water to flow onto the rougher surfaces,
and thus more powerful magic-machines had to be invented.

This was all fine by the ferals,who had retained the ability to
breath fire whilst the pig headed upper class had refused to release their
soft weak fingernail grip on their human forms.

Old habits die hard.

So Frost and the other guys were out of work for at least a half
year,perhaps longer,while their ship was refitted.

And in these turbulent economic times,travel was down,trade was
down and other coal stoking and flame breathing poor ferals
weren't going to give up their berths on the other land sailors for
Frost and his mates.

There were quiet whispers about the jinxed sea serpente,the
SS Hoare Fang.Rumour was the mothballed "Ghost Liner" was being
brought back into service.A half century earlier,this land sailor's designer,
had foreseen the continuing upheavals to land and sea,and had installed
state of the art dragons-egg boilers on his new liner.

Then Hoare Fang had impaled the Leviathon in a midships collision,
and after the bigger Hoare Fang had reversed her engines.the Leviathon
had capsized and sunk into her own bottomless pool of controlled water.

The Leviathon had left no trace.

But shortly after the tragedy,passengers aboard the Hoare Fang reported
slimy weed covered dead feral dragons,the crew and passengers of the
lost Leviathon,were somehow squeezing themselves through the portholes
on moonlit nights and bedding with the terrified rich folk.

The SS Hoare Fang had become a ship plagued by her
victims.The boat ruined the company operating her.After the bankruptcy
the jinx ship had been towed to a weedy patch of land ,her engines shut down
and she'd settled to the ground,apparently abandoned.

Times change.

****************************************************************************************

Gertrude Fang,a feral,stood on all fours outside Madam Peluda's
Cabaret.She had spent her entire young life around the ferals her mum and
dad hung out with,She'd never realized just how tiny were the buildings and
entrance ways of the in-betweens.

As a feral female,all Gertrude could expect as a adult was to lay eggs,hunt
and raise dragonets.Her society frowned upon women working in the big feral decks
of the dragon boats.

Not that Frost would have let his daughter join him in the
stinking coal dust clogged
and hot steamy bottom feral deck of a dragon boat.

She'd hoped to get a job as a waitress in one of the in-betweens
establishments,However that kind of shrinking magic was beyond a working
poor feral family's financial ability.

Rumour had it amongst the girls that if you were willing to sacrifice
your maidenhood and become a hooker,there were pimps in the in-between
red light district who could supply the gold or the magic you needed to get
into in-between society.

Briefly Gertrude considered making that choice,but when a
sleazy looking in-betweener approached her,she hastily backed away,
roaring

" No no no" as she charged off in a galloping gait out of the in-between
quarters.

*********************************************************

Frost had downed his glass of Boothe's Finest 68 and was
puffing on a fag,staring at the Laidley Worm's other patrons.
The cosmic collision a thousand years earlier had affected peoples
the dragons hadn't even been aware existed,

With all the upheavals overseas some of those landless
refugees had hitched rides on land sailor freighters back to
the dragon ports.

As usual,the government had fallen over backwards
to accommodate the Grimmsland folk,even though the government
could barely cope with the needs of its own native dragon citizens.

The Grimm's hadn't posed much of a threat to most of the
draconic job market,but if you were a merchant or a tavern keeper
watch out.The Laidley Worm's owner,a honest hard working
in-betweener named Meg,had been forced by the tough times
to take in three Grimms as co-partners.

The three pig brothers,who had added the signboard
“and the Three Little Pigs”,were busy serving to the
Laidley's new clientele,fellow Grimms.

Frost watched as one of the oinking little porkers
waddled up to one of the smaller tables,where a wolfish
fellow with a beat up hat sat drinking away his sorrows in
a shot glass of '68.

Most of the Grimm's wouldn't touch Boothe's
feral booze,but this Big Bad Wolf had come in a hour
ago wailing about his marriage breakdown with some
Grimm lass named Goldilocks.

The little pig oinked as he came to the wolf's table
and said

“ Say,do I know you from somewhere? “

*********************************************************

Maximillian Morgan,a upper level in-betweener ,had dragon
diabetes.

As we all know,the humanizing transformation magic the
dragons use ends upon death.However even the most potent
pure white powder that the rich folk use only lasts a month
before its effects wear off.

For a in-between like Max,the prescription employee
benefit plan offered by the Institute for Controlled Water Studies
allowed him to buy the three or ten day tri-paks at a decent
subsidized price.

However because he had dragon diabetes,the
humanizing transformative magics in his body tended to
either be too high or too low if he didn't keep track of his
levels.( too high or too low glucose-magic )

He'd had instances where he hadn't eaten enough before
a reversion,had a collapse in the magic,and awakened in his
natural feral form unable to lift so much as a talon.( hypoglycemia)

The reverse had also happened,where in feral form Max the
Controlled Water engineer-officer had eaten what he considered
to be a dainty meal.Then after taking the magic and shrinking
ninety nine times in both mass and volume,that 'dainty 'meal's
energy had kept him bouncing off the walls with excess zip
for days afterward.

After he'd taken another combined shot of insulin and
a Homopure 3 from his medicine chest,Max got ready for his
lecture to the students of Icey Woo ,as the Institute was
nicknamed by the faculty and students.

Todays class was about “What Lies Beneath the
Surface? “ and the labs would be giving the newbies a
chance to walk on the surface of Controlled Water and the
lucky few would (with safety harness on) take a dip below
the materials calm surface,and into another dimension.

**************************************************************

Sloan's son was making the deliveries in the West Side
of the In-between quarter.His dad,Sloan the feral tough guy
crime boss,wanted his son to learn some more about the
family business.

A business that included the distribution and sale of
nerve burning nine hour and three day unlicensed magic,as well as
a franchised chain of Diabolique Relicque speakeasies where
various walks of dragon society came to unwind and be a little
daring.

Many a feral dragoness,tired of the 24 hour cycle of
hunting,baby making and baby raising,made use of Sloans
product to become a in-between,and then show their wares
on a Diabolique stripper platform to the hoots and jeers of
the mostly male dragon crowd.

Though the odd Grimm crocodile ,pig or wolf visited
the dirty dens as well.

*************************************************************

Edward Morgan was the brother of Maximillian Morgan
During the day he was a manager for a troupe of vaudeville
dragons and dragoness's.

Due to his brothers diabetic condition,and the
practical economics aspects of keeping a troupe of
nine dragon entertainers supplied with humanizing magic,
Edward had self taught himself on how to manufacture
the magic .

He had a illegal crystal-magic laboratory in one of the
seedier parts of the feral quarter.He made small batches
of 9 hour and twenty four hour homopure.

On the feral streets he went by the name of Fast Eddy.

Fast Eddy didn't know Gertrude Fang,but he did know
her ex-boyfriend,Sloan's son.

***********************************************************

Robert L. Boothe,one third owner of the
beached land sailer passenger liner SS Hoare Fang,was having
a bad day.

Though he was rich enough ,through the sales of
Boothe's Finest 68,to buy the best in humanizing magic
he steadfastly refused to go all the way to achieving human
perfection,as most of his fellow dragons aspired to.

Instead the whiskey baron settled for the kind of magic the
upper class in-betweeners used.Thus Robert L.'s magnificent
human physique was jarred by the placement of a rather
snouty ,sharp toothed and fin eared dragons head on top of
that Adonis like body of his.

His two co-partners,Fafnir,King of the Southern Dragons

and Fu Manchu,the Dragon Emperor of the Eastern
Empire,looked with distaste upon Robert L. as he snarled
grunted and tore hungrily into a lamb burger some Grimm
named Mary Bo Peep sold out of a concession stand
sited in the Grimm squatters camp that had sprung up
around the Hoare Fang.

Robert L. was all for hiring some feral tough guys
to drive away the squatters,but Fu Manchu and Fafnir
had opposed the idea.

Even though the camp would be wiped out if the
Hoare Fang's dragons-egg boilers ever got warmed up,
the Grimm squatters did receive government refugee
cheques,and some of that money was flowing into Robert L.'s
business partner's bank accounts.

The Hoare Fang might be a gold mine in the
future,but the refugees were a more immediate source of
wealth.

*******************************************************

The land sailor herself might never be returned to
a serviceable condition.

The older land sailers had used flat bottoms,and when
they were shut down,lay upright on the ground.The Hoare Fang's
designer however had given his land sailer a deep V bottom in
order for her to better move about in a turbulent land and sea in
distant parts of the globe.

When the jinxed passenger liner had been quite literally
grounded decades earlier no one had thought she'd ever be
returned to service.No provision had been made to keep her
in a upright position when the dragons-egg's were shut down.

Hoare Fang lay on her side.It was anybodies guess whether
her natural buoyancy would raise her back upright when the

Controlled Water lake rose around her.

She might just lie there,Controlled Water pouring in her
hatchways and portholes,and she'd slip beneath the surface of
a bottomless Controlled Water lake.

What feral dragon coal stoker and flame breather
would want to be down in the lowest of the Hoare Fang's
lower decks,breathing fire on the dragons-egg's,just to
perish when the Hoare Fang vanished from the face of the Earth?

Robert L. Boothe mulled over that question.

*************************************************************

It was approaching evening when Frost Fang and the others
finally left the Laidley Worm and the Three Little Pigs.Frost
stood off in a corner and finished off his fag.

The rest of the Black Gang of the Bernadika,somewhat
more inebriated then their fellow feral,staggered off down the
street singing

“ what do you do with a drunken sailor,what do you do with
a drunken sailor,what do you do with a drunken sailor earrlie in the
morn-in?”

Whilst on the shoulder of one of the drunken dragons perched
a equally inebriated Big Bad Wolf,singing off key and out of sync

“Hie ho and up she rises.hie ho...”

The tavern's door opened and out came the three pig
brothers,happily oinking as they carried along a sack of gold,
silver and aluminum coins.

One of the porkers noticed Frost and waved a hoof at Frost
calling out “ Good Evening to you Mr Fang”

So Frost trundled back to the cave,expecting to get a
earful of angry roars from the missus about coming home
late again.

The cave was silent and dark,except for a muffled
sobbing off to one corner.Frost was alarmed and puzzled.
Normally the cave was awash with light,so that the missus's
collection of Grimm swords,shields and armoured suits ( which
she polished daily) could be presented in the best light.

What horrible horrid thing had happened?

Frost rushed on all fours to his wife,and asked her

'Gertrude?”

Mrs F. Fang nodded and pointed her snout towards the closed
iron door that led to their daughter Gertrude's private cavern.

Frost noticed the bright light leaking out along the bottom of
that iron door.

“magic “ the missus whispered in a hoarse
croak

“Damned human MAGIC” she got out a second time
with a bit more force and a better semblance of her
fiery dragoness nature.

Mr F. Fang approached the door with caution,and
said

“ Gertrude? Are you in there honey? “

In response he heard the scuffling soft pitter patter of
her feet.

Then silence.

“Gertrude,I'm coming in” said Frost,and then he pushed open
her cavern door.

She was nowhere in sight.Then remembering what his wife
had told him,the big feral dragon lowered his gaze to the height a
in-betweener might stand at.

There was no Gertrude,in-between or feral.

“ Asphodel,Beelzebub Ariel” Frost exclaimed in shock as
he caught sight of the tiny in-between girls clothing lying
in front of Gertrude's dressing mirror.

From behind her curtained closet he could hear her
frightened sobs,not quite as loud as they normally were.

********************************************************************

After Gertrude had accepted a philter of the magic that
the cagey dude named Fast Eddy had given her,a magic he told
her would only last for nine hours,the trial size,Gertrude Fang had
done a little shopping in the in-between womens clothing stores.

She still hadn't been certain if she would try the humanizing
magic on herself.Her dad certainly wouldn't approve.

She'd had to walk home,since she only held a beginners
license to use her feral wings out in less congested areas.

Her mom had been home,and Gertrude had mulled asking
her mom if she'd ever played at the in-between lifestyle.
However she hadn't, worked up the courage to ask that loaded
question
and when Mrs Fang said she'd be out for a
few hours babysitting the kids Gertrude's cousin Synthia had laid
and hatched last year,Gertrude made up her mind.

She was going to do it!

After her mom was out for the day Gertrude went into her
room ,snapped off the top of the glass philtre and downed the
white powder down her long snout and even longer throat.

Within a minute her bones ,skin,scales,teeth ,muscles
and blood were creaking,tearing,re-arranging and compressing as
the magic crunched a few tons of feral dragoness into a hundred
pounds or so of in-between.

It hurt like hell and Gertrude was too busy writhing in pain on
the stone floor to immediately appreciate her altered body.

Finally however the burnt nerve throbbing died away and
Gertrude marveled at the small growth of fur that had sprouted
from the top of her reptilian scalp.Next came the discovery of
the two lumps that hung from her still lengthy torso.

She slowly got up off the floor on all four legs and
immediately realized something was wrong.Her skeleton seemed
off somehow,somewhat off balance.

She of course had known during the transformation that
her wings had shrunk out of existence,her tail had stayed
a perfectly normal dragon's tail,and her horns and big boned
physique and muscle had melted away.

Yet something was still off that she hadn't cottoned
onto.She swung her still lengthy neck and looked and sniffed
away at her in-between body.

Her hind legs,and her pelvis.They were
not normal.Shaped like something a biped would have.
Gertrude slowly raised herself upright on her hind legs and
whistled in amazement as she lurched about like a duck learning to
walk.

She was a biped.

Would wonders never cease?

She began playing with her in-betweener girls clothing
and the hours flew by.

Mrs Fang had come in quietly.The altered smell coming out
of their home had alerted her to 'something'

So Gertrude was just opening a package containing
a weird piece of undergarment the sales lady had told her
she might need if she took the magic ( since Gertrude didn't
know what the magic would do to her physically she'd
overbought )She was trying out the BRA ( as the thing's
manufacturer called it ) on her tail <were the two foam cups
meant to protect two spikes on her tail ,how impractical a BRA
was>

“Ger-tie,what have you DONE to yourself”

roared a shocked Mrs Fang,whose wings flapped
spasmodically in sympathetic shock to what the missus's mind
was witnessing.

The gust of wind and hot sulfurous breath that Gertrude's
mom blasted into her daughter's room was followed seconds later
by a loud
“Boooooommmmm” as the heavy iron bedroom door
slammed shut.

Thus did Gertrude realize her dad would be even more
shocked and angry when he came home from the dock
district.

**************

Frost stared down at his now rather defenseless
looking daughter.He'd seen the homopure 0003 philtre lying
smashed near the BRA's box.

Being a streetwise fellow,he knew the magic would
wear off in a few hours time.So,when his frightened daughter
looked up, up and up at him,and said in a mousey squeak

“daddy?”

All Frost said was …

( Let the reader continue the tale )

Public Cel Animation license ( tentative and informal )

People are hereby
invited to do a heck of a lot more then just write in this
open story universe,but also to claim the above as
their own story,tear it apart,rewrite it,analyze it,add dialog to it,etc

As for why someone might want to write in this open story
universe and perhaps rebuild TTOA1894... ?
Because chunks of the story/universe already exist as
short animated clips and drawings and raw inventory
Hence anyone writing
in TTOA1894 could be rewarded some day by seeing their
piece of literature morph and grow into a animation complete
with music,voice acting,visuals or perhaps a RPG video game or
even a Top 40 hit on CHUM 1010.

Public Cel Animation Contacts

Larry Barron knot_disclosed ( at ) yahoo.com
He has about 800 Mb or so of the animations he
planned to run as a torrent

Me the Pioneer queenofprussia2006 ( at ) gmail.com
Pioneer has seriously limited bandwith.However if
folk just want a cel from a clip or one of the
.jpeg visuals of the Hoare Fang, Frost, Gertrude for
research/diddling about,send Pioneer a e-mail and
time permitting I'll send a pinup of Guitar Gertie
or whatever to the interested party

Sources of raw PCA inventory

clips and cels for Gertrude Fang ( Guitar Gertie )
exist in both in-between and feral form in
the archived files of Hoare Fang Rock
and the source Dragon Crypt.Pioneer has cels
of Gertrudes tattered framed photo on the mirror
in the passenger cabin of a sunken land sailer.

clips and cels for SS Hoare Fang as a sunken wreck,a moving
land sailor and various visuals exist in the archived files
Pioneer has visuals of a broken wreck,complete with
dark black cavernous holds showing through the rotted
deck plating.

Mr Frost Fang exists as a visual of a feral
heading down the street from the Laidley Worm and the
Three Little Pigs tavern.Pioneer has cels of Frost
bursting out of buildings ,roofs,etc

Robert L Boothe is a visual in Pioneers PCA collection.

Fast Eddie is the in-between in tha visual of Guitar Gerie
in the archived files.Her stripper version.

Controlled Water-View it as a upside down moving
bowl of jelly on top over which floats the land
sailing dragon boats.The archive has concept
drawings of a land sailing dragon boat.

The Wreck: a file in the PCA archives.That little 32 second
video assumed feral dragons used magics to reshape
themselves into human forms.Then disaster strikes
and having human shaped bodies becomes a
double edged sword for the dragon-headed people.
The archive has the silent video.Pioneer has the
32 cel series broken down into .jpeg format.

SS Bernadika: there should be a Youtube video of
SS Bernadika where a ship officer-cadet
shows some homo sapien guest the heavenly
upper decks of a dragon boat.In that video the
pilothouse is located in the head of the ships
serpent figurehead.Due to a R/L tornado,much
of the original paper drawings got turned into mouse
nests and soggy mush.

Gertrude Fang's Transformation:the archived files will contain
both the anthro-Gertrude >> feral-Gertrude tf clip
and a Cellular TF series.Enough to animate a clip
from feral dragoness >> in-betweener dragoness

feral westerns breathing fire and dragons-egg boilers
separate clip and visuals of the above items exist
in the archived files

“fiery eyes..stillness of my serpent” : Pioneer has the
cels and perhaps the Green Serpent signature
tune converted to a .wmv internet format

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