the deeply stupid Code Geass idea I am not writing
I want this out of my head, so I am going to write up the scenario so as to (hopefully) lay it to rest.
The basic idea is to add one extra fantasy element to Code Geass (well, one element with subsections, as it were) and see what it does to the plot. Logically the plot should diverge from canon at some point, because otherwise there is no point ( Read more... )
The basic idea is to add one extra fantasy element to Code Geass (well, one element with subsections, as it were) and see what it does to the plot. Logically the plot should diverge from canon at some point, because otherwise there is no point ( Read more... )
Re: divergent history, as it's a fanfic AND it's about a series with an already divergent history and we don't exactly know how it shifted, we're free to imagine that the events up to this point happened the way they did to create the show especially because the new divergences were in place. if it were a divergent history ofic I'd be more skeptical about the resemblance in the starting point, but in an AU fanfic I really don't see the need. XD it wouldn't be fanfic if we couldn't recognize jack shit. Might be less likely that past events unfolded the way needed to produce the same starting point, out of all hundreds and thousands of new possibilities, but the premises don't make it impossible either and it's not Geass fic otherwise.
... anyway, i'd love you forever and ever. I don't know enough to help plot, but PRRRRRRRRT.
One thing, isn't Lelouch reluctant to hurt/kill people with his knightmare or simply fight with it?
He's not very physical. Perhaps even as a dragon he's not very physical, or clumsy because he didn't change often enough and yay puberty and he never practiced his new body, or he was always less athletic than his siblings and that pushed him to trust his body less... Perhaps he finds killing with his own two paws/teeth/fire distasteful, maybe the smell makes him sick or feel dirty or have flashbacks. Maybe the way his mother died this time around makes him very reluctant to use his dragonness as a weapon, so he'd still want to secure a ... robothing?
Anyway you can't limit him too much to keep from affecting the plot because otherwise having the dragon thing is completely pointless, but there are still some ways to limit things when/if you really need it.
*ponderponder* ... anyway I love the idea. *_* I wonder if dragons have senses that would make Nunnally's blindness less of a burden to her? then again she'd be paralyzed in either case... Hm.
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But mostly I would have to decide on the proportion of people who can manifest, and the proportion who have mythological/magical manifestations, and what magical powers are available. Also, you know, what this would do to stories and religions and social mores (when to manifest, when not to manifest) and... you know, apropos of nothing in particular, I think this would utterly screw up the Chinese Zodiac cycle, since that's based on animals and in this world people already have personality animals that aren't related to their birth years. Huh. Also, it's probably harder to vanish into new identities since you can be tracked by appearance and by soul animal; there are people who have the ability to 'read' animal identifications. Plus, you know, some manifestations can track people by scent, and... Oh, there are all kinds of things that would need to be taken into account.
It actually doesn't matter whether Lelouch is reluctant or awkward in his dragon form. He can't manifest in public -- the second he does that, everyone will know who he is, because dragons are just that rare. (Also he's a black dragon, which is even rarer. *grin*) And he does not want his family to know he's alive, just as, later on, he doesn't want the Black Knights to know who he is.
I think Kallen would find out his identity much sooner than in canon, though. Probably she is around Zero in tiger manifestation at some point, and then I think Milly would have a party where people would come dressed up as their soul animal or actively manifested if they're able, and Kallen would put two and two together and call Lelouch out. Lelouch, of course, is pretending to have a different soul animal and to be unable to manifest. I think he'd pick... hmm... probably a cat, for him and for Nunnally, if only because I was very amused by seeing him tied to a chair while the rest of the student council drew whiskers on him.
Also, I think one reason Suzaku point-blank refuses to manifest, ever, is that he may have killed his father by manifesting and burning him to death. Oops.
I am not sure if dragons have extra senses, but what they do have is WINGS. So Nunnally can still fly, if she's willing to let someone else guide her so she doesn't bang into things. Except, of course, that does her no good at all since she can't publically manifest anymore than Lelouch can. ...On the other hand, she'd be a hell of a lot harder to kidnap. *ponders options*
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Anyway, 825 words about Marianne vi Britannia.
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Made Manifest: Mother Wolf
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Marianne gave birth to her first child in a tiny, bunker-like room in the basement of the hospital wing of the imperial palace. Charles did not attend. No one was notified of the event in advance. The only people present, aside from herself and the child, were a mousy young doctor, a rather bored nurse, and the soul reader.
When her son finally emerged, the doctor cut and tied the umbilical cord, checked his pulse and breath, and handed him directly to the reader, still damp and sticky with blood and other fluids. There was no sense washing or clothing a corpse, after all, and if he weren't a dragon, he wouldn't live another minute.
The reader pressed the tips of his fingers to the baby's forehead, then closed his eyes and traced downward over the baby's face to rest above his heart.
"Push one last time," the nurse said. "And once more. Good. That's me done." She gathered the mess of the afterbirth into a basin, pulled the stained sheet down over Marianne's legs, and carried the bloody mess away for disposal.
Marianne paid no attention. She watched the reader, barely daring to breathe.
The baby drew a hiccupping breath and wailed, and the reader opened his eyes. "Dragon," he said with a knowing smile. "Congratulations on the birth of your son."
Marianne inclined her head in acknowledgement, refusing to let relief show. Her son would live.
The doctor whisked the baby out of the reader's arms and stepped into the adjoining room to clean him and perform all the little checks of health and size that suddenly became relevant. The reader stayed, going so far as to wet a paper towel in the sink and offer it to Marianne. She wiped her face and hands, and began to tidy her hair.
"He's strong," the reader said conversationally. "All dragons are, of course, but he's strong even among his siblings. That news should put some of the gossip to rest."
Marianne dropped the crumpled towel into the waste bin beside the birthing bed. "Your duty is to confirm the affinities of the emperor's children. If you spread any further details to anyone but the emperor himself, I will remove you. Don't think to hide behind rumor, either -- if I hear so much as a whispered speculation that my son might be a threat to his older siblings, I will consider you to blame."
The reader's smile never wavered. "As you say, Lady Marianne."
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She slid into her other skin and leapt across the room. The reader slammed into the concrete wall, then the floor, and Marianne crouched atop him, her muzzle and teeth a mere breath away from his soft, vulnerable throat.
"Do I make myself clear?" she said.
The reader quivered, reeking of fear and fresh urine. "Yes," he said. "Yes, very clear."
"Good," Marianne said, and slipped back from wolf to woman, heedless of her undress and the position in which she knelt.
She stood as the doctor opened the door from the adjoining room, a tiny bundle of blue terrycloth in her arms. The woman stilled in the doorway, eyes skipping over Marianne's bloody thighs and disheveled gown, and the soul reader lying soiled on the floor. But she was well-trained and said only, "Your son, Lady Marianne. What name should I give to the registrar?"
Marianne plucked the tiny body from the doctor's arms and carried her son back to the bed. He did not look strong, nor like a dragon. He was as weak and helpless as every other human child, regardless of his heritage and potential.
Marianne touched her son's cheek with one finger. He turned toward the contact, blindly, his open mouth toothless and soft. Hungry, most likely.
His fangs would come with time. As hers had, and his father's. Someday, he would shake the world. Until then, she would guard him and teach him to make his own way. And she would indulge in one moment of sentiment, her one absolute right over this child that not even Charles could take from her.
"Lelouch," she said. "His name is Lelouch."
Her grandfather had been executed for treason. His namesake would be emperor one day, and he would finish what Charles had begun. He would make the whole world one.
The boy mouthed at her finger again. Marianne pulled the hospital gown off her shoulders, shifting her son toward her left breast. Distantly, she marked the doctor helping the reader to his feet and leading him out of the birthing room, but they were unimportant.
She sat with her son and dreamed of the future.
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This is a very neat opening paragraph. Love the fact that she gives birth to an emperor's son in a bunker-like basement, that says a lot. And ee! Soul reader. *worldbuilding glee*
There was no sense washing or clothing a corpse, after all, and if he weren't a dragon, he wouldn't live another minute.
Man, HARSH. loooooove. *__*
all the little checks of health and size that suddenly became relevant.
*__*
"He's strong," the reader said conversationally. "All dragons are, of course, but he's strong even among his siblings. That news should put some of the gossip to rest."
Love that bit too, and how Marianne immediately goes on the offensive about any potential rumors. I guess she'd know all about the enemies that would make her kid. It feels like the reader knew it just fine as well and was testing her to know if he could let it slip without risk. Well, he got his answer. Pff. XD
She's a wolf!! *__* awesome. (hm, do the kids usually take after one of their parents in inner beasts?)
she would indulge in one moment of sentiment, her one absolute right over this child that not even Charles could take from her.
"Lelouch," she said. "His name is Lelouch."
Her grandfather had been executed for treason.
...O______O aaaawesoooome.
Oh man, now i'm craving more snippets from this world hardcore. Couldn't you perhaps divert the bunnies that way instead of having to go with a whole multipart? Just little scenes and oneshots?
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There is definite heritability of the strength of a person's identification with his or her soul animal -- if both your parents can manifest, you are far more likely to also be able to manifest than someone whose parents cannot manifest. But there isn't a lot of rhyme or reason to which animal you will have an affinity with. Sometimes children share their parents' affinities, but sometimes you get a porcupine born to an owl, or something equally random. My thought (relating to the existence of mythological creatures as soul animals, when they don't exist for real) is that soul animals have something to do with the collective human subconscious in the World of C. So actually, the Britannian royal family have a better chance of being dragons than most people do of sharing their parents' affinities, if only because so many other people expect them to be dragons.
Re Marianne's grandfather: I am taking full advantage of the AU thing to go "Lalala, I will make up my own backstory for canon characters!" :-)
I am fiddling with a snippet about Lelouch, Nunnally, and Euphemia as children, from Cornelia's POV, so it's possible I may write up some other unconnected scenes. But I make no promises.
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