Aah, the good old Ocelot fight. "Hey, maybe you can shoot through the wires!" *BLAM* "...no. No, you can't."
It's funny that you mention Fight Club, since one of the things I've been playing around with in this story is the kind of 'chorus' technique Palahniuk uses a lot; the repitition of certain words or phrases in varying contexts. The bit about how 'anything alive can die,' for example, is something I've been trying to set up over the earlier chapters so it can pay off here.
Of course, the problem with doing this when you're 'publishing' in installments and writing as you go is you can't cheat and go back to add things retroactively :)
There are no words to say how much this fic is awesome. I got shivers during that bit about the torture...you aren't going to finish there, are you? You wouldn't leave it up to our imagination?! Damnit, we need to get you on a little writer wheel because I cannot wait for the next chapter, really.
Yeah, I got shivers too. That was such an amazing chapter. I liked the descriptions of Old!Ocelot a lot. All cracked and yellow and sinister. Real nasty.
...and this is supposed to be a romance/humour fic? lol.
Thank you! Some of this, particularly the parts about torture, were one of those things that came out of nowhere and demanded to be written a while ago. Scaring the hell out of myself was disturbingly fun =)
Yeah, sometimes things refuse to stay funny and romantic all the time XD The mood'll shift again soon.
The torture thing just came like a flash of inspiration then? That's amazing, especially since it's so true. For some reason, it reminded me of 1984, near the end. Dunno why.
The basis for that, along with the whole idea of the confrontation between the two of them, came out of nowhere...a very long time ago, actually. One of the reasons the giant Stray document has a semi-giant companion document full of lines and notes and scene fragments, heh.
1984, eh? Interesting (also complimentary; I'm an Orwell fangirl ^_^). It's something I had in mind, since that part at the Ministry of Love is such a fascinatingly disturbing examination of the mind and will of someone who inflicts pain.
Fun fact: I got a review from someone saying, "The part about love was confusing. Was Ocelot in love with Volgin?" I didn't think I was being THAT vague XD
Oh, wow. Now I totally see what you meant about "it gets weird from here." You REALLY meant it. It gets REALLY weird, but yet it doesn't feel out of place in the MGS universe, or in this story, for that matter. That's one thing that I've always liked about MGS: you have all of these mutants/psychics/vampires/dead guys running around, and Snake (and/or Raiden) takes it all in stride. There's nothing impossible about any of those things. They're just part of his world.
Likewise, Ocelot can go on his Christmas Carol tour through alternate realities and not freak out about the fact that something strange and supernatural is happening to him. We cut right to the chase where he rejects the alternates as fiction. We get the confrontation with his older self with no awkwardness at all.
In other words, you handled the weirdness really well. :D
And damn, there were some really chilling parts. Like here, the Sorrow's words:
The easy acceptance of the bizarre is one of the reasons I love this series, dating back from the chat with Naomi about the cyborg ninja:
"Grey Fox? He died in Zanzibar." "Yes. But they revived him."
And the conversation just goes blithely on. Er, okay, lady, whatever you say.
To tell the truth, the bit of AU touristry might have been inspired by my favorite part of one of the old Wheel of Time books, back when Robert Jordan's creepy preoccupation with "oh my god humanity has two genders and they act different" was balanced with more actual stuff happening. There's a part where, through some magical mishap, a character gets a series of brief glimpses into what might have happened, had his life taken a different path. It's stayed with me, long after the names of all the eight billion other characters have faded. It's me indulging an enduring fascination with "What if?" games; the effect events and environment have on a person's heart and behavior, and moreover, what that person himself might feel on confronting that, yeah,
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It's funny that you mention Fight Club, since one of the things I've been playing around with in this story is the kind of 'chorus' technique Palahniuk uses a lot; the repitition of certain words or phrases in varying contexts. The bit about how 'anything alive can die,' for example, is something I've been trying to set up over the earlier chapters so it can pay off here.
Of course, the problem with doing this when you're 'publishing' in installments and writing as you go is you can't cheat and go back to add things retroactively :)
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Thank you =)
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...and this is supposed to be a romance/humour fic? lol.
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Yeah, sometimes things refuse to stay funny and romantic all the time XD The mood'll shift again soon.
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The torture thing just came like a flash of inspiration then? That's amazing, especially since it's so true. For some reason, it reminded me of 1984, near the end. Dunno why.
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1984, eh? Interesting (also complimentary; I'm an Orwell fangirl ^_^). It's something I had in mind, since that part at the Ministry of Love is such a fascinatingly disturbing examination of the mind and will of someone who inflicts pain.
Fun fact: I got a review from someone saying, "The part about love was confusing. Was Ocelot in love with Volgin?"
I didn't think I was being THAT vague XD
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Likewise, Ocelot can go on his Christmas Carol tour through alternate realities and not freak out about the fact that something strange and supernatural is happening to him. We cut right to the chase where he rejects the alternates as fiction. We get the confrontation with his older self with no awkwardness at all.
In other words, you handled the weirdness really well. :D
And damn, there were some really chilling parts. Like here, the Sorrow's words:
“You see,” the gray man said, “of the two ( ... )
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"Grey Fox? He died in Zanzibar."
"Yes. But they revived him."
And the conversation just goes blithely on. Er, okay, lady, whatever you say.
To tell the truth, the bit of AU touristry might have been inspired by my favorite part of one of the old Wheel of Time books, back when Robert Jordan's creepy preoccupation with "oh my god humanity has two genders and they act different" was balanced with more actual stuff happening. There's a part where, through some magical mishap, a character gets a series of brief glimpses into what might have happened, had his life taken a different path. It's stayed with me, long after the names of all the eight billion other characters have faded. It's me indulging an enduring fascination with "What if?" games; the effect events and environment have on a person's heart and behavior, and moreover, what that person himself might feel on confronting that, yeah, ( ... )
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