h a l f b a k e r yThe phrase 'crumpled heap' comes to mind.
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"Two minutes 'til curtain."
Brünnhilde adjusted her fanblade Viking helmet in anticipation. The star soprano couldn't wait for her debut in Wagner's latest. She was born for this part, and she knew it. She had even changed her first name to match her character.
She had preferred the old
model, with its real ivory horns, shiny GE symbol on the motor, and flashy metal fan blades. This new model had plastic horns, a plastic motor cover, and plastic blades. Safer, they say. "Yeah, I suppose," she spoke quietly to herself, feeling under her wig to the bald spot where the previous helmet had ripped out a sizable chunk of hair. And it was true that while the three-bladed fan wasn't as stylish as her old two-bladed helmet, it would certainly keep better balance at speed, and wouldn't have to spin as fast to generate the perfect frequency of choppiness to her full, sopranic voice. And hence the fan motor was lighter, which meant the counterweight could be lighter, as well, for which her aching neck was thankful.
Still, the old one had history. She had watched her mom wear it in performance time and time again. Once, as a youngster, she had donned it and flipped on the motor while no one was around. Not knowing enough to secure the chin-strap, Brünnhilde, (then Bobby Jo), received a nice gash in the cheek from the spinning metal blades. Stunned, she had forgotten to wipe the trickle of blood from the guilty blade, now bent. She got quite a whippin' from that incident.
One last look in her compact case to fix her blush, and the star was ready.
"One minute..."
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Hey po, here's a calender girl for ya. |
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waugs, basically. Classic theatre opera sung through a fan worn on the head as performance art. The story, Germanified title, and illustration were for the heck of it. |
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Don't do this to me right now... |
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That is my favorite illustration here. (you know, I actually used to look like that back when I was younger. Sigh.) |
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How do the protagonists embrace? |
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They have to use a protagonist embracement synchrophaser, of course. |
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First time in history, an opera star gets danger pay. |
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[bris], you sported a horned helmet and copper breastplate brassiere? Had an overemphasized nose, monstrous mouth, crooked eyes, and a double-chin? |
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And it's definitely not better than your own stuff. Maybe sometime I'll scan something back from when I could actually draw. |
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[2 fries], sure thing. This was my first pictoral effort here, and quite honestly, my first web effort outside of a wizard. |
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Here's what I did. Opened up a free geocities account. They give you the option to create a homepage, upload pics and stuff. I uploaded this image to my account there using geo's 'File Manager,' and edited my index.html file to include the image file tag. In this case, <img src="brunhilde.jpg"> or whatever the syntax was. I'll probably undo this and go with a more conventional master selection page and link all of these, but haven't learned how to do all that yet. |
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I'm sure the more web-savvy users around here can tell you better than I can... |
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Yes, I sported all of those things only not quite as delicately as in your depiction. |
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[2fries] I would be happy to host your drawing on my site. Your own page an' everything. My email is on profile--use it if you are interested. |
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*looks at bristolz in newfound dreamy admiration* |
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Yeah. Difficult to find a reason to vote against this really. |
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You don't need to tell me, bliss. I've been soundly kicked in the goolies once already this week. |
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The latter, Unca'Bubba. The latter. |
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Indeed. Mere physical pain is as nothing by comparison. |
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[RayfordSteele], I think your gorgeous viking illustration got lost somehow. |
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Doh, I hate it when that happens. |
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The twilight of the fans? |
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