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Fan Fic - And what is on the other side...?

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by Beauregard, Mar 18, 2004.

  1. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    <stunned silence>

    <gasps for breath>

    <stunned silence>




    <stunned silence>
  2. Beauregard

    Beauregard Well-Known Member

    Oooooh. I'm glad/hope you liked Robin growing up. I'd love your thoughts on these scenes. Was it too violent? Confusing? Strange? Could you picture Robin grown up?

    *big grin*

    It was too much for me to resist, I am afraid. I wanted to see grown up Robin for a long time now. Also, a piece of trivia about the chain fight. In a very, very small (about a quater second) shot I saw in the trailer for Riddick (no idea what it's about, or anything,) there was a lady (Judi Dench???) in white trailing chains and that image was fore-front in my head when writing this.
  3. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    I loved grown up Robin. Actually, what I loved is the line "Robin was no longer a small scout frog, but a strong frog prince." That is just... the frog prince bit, that just... and the... e....

    I'll come back and explain when I can talk again....
  4. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Actually... Not rully that violent, just the fright amount of action there Bo. And what helps is that there's dialogue explaining what happened for Mrs. Nancy to reign over the rainbow lands to make the fight scenes interesting.

    But the best was seeing/reading how Robin grew up. Does he have the same segmentation in his pupils as his uncle? Or was Kermit able to stop John Denver from flashing that flashlight's light of time at Robin's eyes?
    Heh, just trying to mesh a couple of references for ya'.
  5. Beauregard

    Beauregard Well-Known Member

    Sorry, am not entirely sure what you are refering to re: John Denver. Havn't seen either special of his yet. But, no, Robin's eyes were still cute and innocent.
  6. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Oh OK, was talking about the John Denver TMS episode. The whole point of that episode was that John and the Muppets were going to go camping after the show. And then at the end, it's just Kermit and John.
    John says that's great, they can go fishing and hunt frogs.
    Kermit: What?!?
    John: Yeah, see, what you do is you take a flashlight and you shine it on their heads to make their eyes bulge...
    Kermit: Yeesh! How do you think my eyes got this way?!?
    We'll see you next time on the Muppet Show.
    And Kermit wraps things up a bit scared of what John might've done on the trip to him and maybe his frog friends.
  7. Beauregard

    Beauregard Well-Known Member

    Ahh! I see. Thanks for the explaination Count. Also, sorry for any spelling mistakes, which probably are worse for you with your reader program, than for me and others who read real fast and don't even see them, if you know what I mean. I do check, but I do miss some. ;)
  8. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Don't worry bout it Bo. Made some mistakes myself as well. And if I find any, I use the command that spells out the word to see what it rully is, like gve = gave or kncking = knocking.

    Just please don't leave us in suspense and post the next part as soon as it's ready.
  9. Whatever

    Whatever Well-Known Member

    Scary to think of little Robin grown up.
  10. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Hey... Has anyone seen Lisa lately? No nagging... no commentaries... no craziness... no nothing.
    Did she finally get her own... *GASP!* life???
  11. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    Of coures I don't have a life. What are you crazy? I've been waiting for my ability to communicate to come back after reading Beau's latest work. I have a nice detailed response I've been working on, but I got distracted with another story that I'm writing. No worries, it's coming.
  12. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    Let's see if I can remember everything I'm trying to say.

    Loved how I could feel the emptiness Beauregard felt in his head after the rainbow left.

    "The Rainbow knew no child should see what was coming." That's powerful. It's a protective rainbow! It takes as much care of Robin as Kermit does. There's something beautiful about that. And "It had no more energy to give, yet it carried on giving." I absolutely love this rainbow. It is it's own character, and it's just beautiful. I love the description of The Rainbow struggling to hold on to Robin. And then, this, "Time crept into the rainbow's place, it rushed it's way across Robin's body. He lay still." It gave me the shivers! I was worried sick about Robin! I mean, I'm still worried sick about Robin, I'm worried sick about all of them, but... yeah.

    Moving on. "She knew that all the age was stored away inside her," I sense foreshadowing and it makes me excited and nervous and OOH! And the contrast in your description, "A breeze touched her cheek, moved her soft clothing. Her hard jaw was lifted in a triumphant smile." That adds something to it, it makes her seem so cold and evil and so ironic that she's in "soft" clothing, and it just... ooh, tingly-spine! And I love the stuff about building a new kingdom, but I'll get to that in a bit. The image of her, knowing one male Konnekte was still breathing, and laughing about it, it adds to her thinking of herself as being inviceable, simply because she has the heart of life.

    The early morning light that isn't early morning light has sort of an eerie air to it. "A pale light filtered through the dust, covering everything in a thin layer of light." I can see that light, I can see the dust, it is all so clear in my mind it amazes me. I love how Robin discovers that he's grown up. He is so... oh, gosh, I don't know the right word! It's just so... I, I can see him standing up, and not being quite sure of his adult body, and just all of a sudden being big and strong and he's still our same Robin, but he's stronger and more powerful, and it just... I don't know how to say it, it just... wow. Just the fact that you describe him as being handsome is... wow. And he knew the rainbow did it, but he wasn't sure why, but I have a feeling it was so he could save the rainbow, and that's exactly what he's going to do. And have I mentioned that I love Robin?

    The description of how the heart of love saved Beauregard is just so powerful. It's sort of creepily wonderful that there are two people alive and both working to save the rainbow, and make everything right again, and neither one of them knows the other one is there, and it's just so... oh! And I love the description of how he runs through the halls. It's like... oh, gosh, I don't know how to explain this, I don't think I really can, but it's so creepy! And how you're constantly talking about how everything is twisted and worn with age, that's good, too, you make sure that we DO NOT FORGET that everything is tattered, something I know I would probably lose track of without being reminded.

    The bit where Beauregard considers using the knives is good, too. And I have to say, the line "Violence didn't solve anything" Immediately sent me to Kermit and Long John Silver in MTI. "You know I never really believed that violence solved anything, anyway..." And I love that you compare Beauregard's heart to the sacred woodenr hearts.

    I love that Robin averts his eyes from the clock, and the irony, and yet the necessity, for him and Beauregard to take separate paths in defeating Mrs. Nancy.

    But by far, my favorite line is definately, "Robin was no longer a small scout frog, but a strong frog prince." That just pounds me. A lot because of just the magnitude of the line itself, but also because Robin really came around for The Frog Prince. That just sticks out to me like... ok I don't know what it sticks out like, but it sticks out!

    When he steps on the glasses, it just breaks my heart. But I love how much care he gives to the heart of the rainbow, how he cries for it, It just tears me in two.
  13. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    I won't go into as much detail for the next part. But I will say that I absolutely love, and I do mean love, how angry Robin gets at Mrs. Nancy, that he shouts at her, and she just stands there and laughs, and calls him stupid, when really we know that she's the stupid one, and... oh, powerful stuff!

    Another line that stuck out: "Sin's of the Fathers?" Robin said. "Isn't that a bit old now?" I love that line! I just do!

    I love the entire fight scene between Robin and Mrs. Nancy. It's not too violent at all, and it reveals a lot of information. I absolutely adore it. I love the dialogue between them, and absolutely everything about that scene.

    I love Beauregard's reaction to the grown-up Robin, too. "A frog that wasn't Kermit" -very clever and wonderful! And particularly this bit: The frog looked at Beau and their eyes met for a very brief second. It was Robin. This was how it had begun, with Robin's questians and Beau battleing himself. Now it was Robin fighting for his life, and Beauregard with the questians. There was no time for that now. I love that. It brings the story full circle, it's incredible imagery, and it just... oy, I love it! And how he just says to himself, "the rainbow needs this," and just walks out. Oh! Shivers in my spine!

    "To be continued"- Oh, it better be!
  14. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    *In Kermit voice: Oh good.

    Was worried that you were with us and yet weren't with us at the same time. You know? Seeing you online during the day, and not finding you post anywhere?
    But anway... How about the fact that Robin felt downwards along his neck and found a collar there? Yeah, definitely a frog like Kermit but not him indeed.
    Oh, and Lisa... Guess you haven't solved the identity of the brief cameo in my latest chapter have you?
  15. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    Know exactly what you mean about seeing and not seeing me. Believe me, I do. The collar bit caught me a tad off guard, I must say. Very cool. And as for that cameo, Count... I have an idea, lemme go back and read it again. Might take some time, I think Ohio family just got in town and I have to go play hostess-ish.
  16. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Saw your post and replied Lisa. So that's what kept you, playing hostess... -ish?
    OK, just don't play too hard.

    And it was good to see your post in my story, thought I'd have to hold it ransom.

    But look at us, we've hijacked Bo's story with our talk. Hope we don't get hit with a rock from Wilson's Ransom Notemakers & Co.

    OK Bo, the thread's all yours again.
    Waiting for the next piece of the puzzle to be revealed.
  17. Beauregard

    Beauregard Well-Known Member


    Oh my holy blasted cow!!! I jsut wrote the most, lovely, heart-felt, oooh....*sniff* and the....and I.....I put my heart into it...and....flpping computer ccrash, I am going to go chew some rocks.....AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGRRRRRRRRRRR!
  18. Beauregard

    Beauregard Well-Known Member

    Ok. I think I've re-written all I lost satisfactorally. Unforunatly something bad happens in the last paragraph...You have been warned. But, good news, I'm thinking there's only one or two more section snow to reach the end of this story. Yey!

    Also, Lisa, thanks soooooo much for your detailed reveiws of my latest sections. It means alot to me, and certainly makes it worth writing for.

    Moving right along, I present, another chapter:


    Hearts of wood, and hearts of stone, make no change if left alone…

    The words trickled through Beauregard’s head, words from an ancient poem. He remembered it now, along with memories of happier days. Fishing with his father for the fur-covered fish that inhabited the lakes. Lakes now dried up, mud cracked, fish gone in a moment of Time. The poem, his mother had often read to him a leather bound book. The thick pages crackled as they turned. Beau would ask questions. His mother would softly shut the book, say, go to sleep Beau.

    Beauregard stepped into the hall with firm stride. His hands shock, but his mind was clear. He held the Hearts in his hands.

    “You can’t stop me,” Miss Nancy screamed. “You can’t.”

    Robin pulled the chains tighter. Miss Nancy gasped air, and struggled against him. But she was tired, her energy spent in the fight. She grimaced at a pain from the Heart of Life. Then lay back, resting against the ivory railings that overlooked the cracked staircase and the hall below. Robin kept hold of the chains. Mrs Nancy glared at Beau, at the Hearts in his hands.

    Another poem moved through Beau’s mind. “ Rainbow above, the rainbow high, more than a light in Reanbu sky. Energy of colour, bright and good, divided and poured into hearts of wood.” A nursery rhyme. It reminded Beau of others, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Humpty, Jack, and Jill. All children’s rhymes, but with a deeper meaning seen by few.

    He’d asked of them, what do they mean? But his mother said, nonsense, nonsense is all. But Beau had believed in them in childish innocence. He’d known the hearts were real, and the rainbow more than a light against the Reanbu skylines. He’d believed the rainbow was created there, and the Konnekte’s placed under its protection.

    Robin the Frog looked up into Beauregard’s face. “What do we do now?” he asked, his boyish features illuminated against an adult face.

    “Watch,” Beauregard said. “Wait, and watch, and see.”

    He gazed down to the Sacred Wooden Hearts in his hands. Each carved with intercrate carvings, ornamental. Yet more than decoration, the carvings fitted, like pieces of a puzzle, together into one. The coloured bark of the Heart of the Rainbow would fit against the hard inner wood of the Heart of Love.

    The teller’s tell, the hearers here. An ode to the end draweth near. When light is gone, and dark will cover, remember hope in hearts given by Another.” Beau’s mother had never told him that rhyme. He’d read it from the book himself, labouring over each word that he didn’t understand. Light, dark. Draweth. What it meant, he didn’t know. Except now he did. The Hearts were they, the Rainbow was Another. He began to see it. They were a back up plan.

    Beauregard held the Heart of Time in one hand, the Heart of Love in another. Then he brought them together, pressing one into the other. The carved crevices met and matched. The grooves of one joining the peaks of the other. Love is stronger than time. Time cannot destroy love. But love makes tie go away. A spark passed between them. Red, bright. And the gnarled ancient hearts began reforming in Beau’s hand. Old became young. The power of love changing time. Love seeing through ugliness, and breaking it away. And as love changed time, passing time made the love stronger. The hard wood changed. The sparkles of blue and red light glittered brighter.

    Robin watched, his mouth parted slightly, his hands relaxing their grip of the cold chains.

    Another poem, this one taught numbers. “ One, two, king of Reanbu. Two, three, carved from a tree. Three, four, guided by law. Four, five, making alive. Five, six, wooden, like sticks. Seven and eight, it will not abate. Eight and nine, put in a line. Nine, ten and ten, begins again.

    Miss Nancy’s eyes widened, then softened, then froze into the hardness of her heart. Her fists clenched. They could not take it away from her now she was so close.

    A shiver ran through Beau’s thoughts, down his spine, along his arms and into his hands. A voice crowed in his brain, “I still have the Heart of the Head. Drop them, drop them now.”

    Beau’s hands flinched open, the joined Heart of love and all time dropped to the floor, the Heart of the Rainbow skittered across the stone slabs to the edge of the staircase.

    Robin felt the chain taunt in his hands, and rip away from him. He stumbled back. Mrs Nancy rose to her feet. “You are not done with me yet,” she said. “And I am not done with you.”

    Robin ran towards her, she ran toward Beau. Beau fought her in his mind, and throw himself to the ground as she reached him. Mrs Nancy tripped, and went sprawling. She was up again before Beau, and the chains were swinging. Robin heard Beau shout, “Join the Hearts.” Robin turned towards the stairs, heard a clash of the chains behind. Robin dived for the Hearts, caught one in his hand, knocked the Heart of the Rainbow off the edge. It clattered down the steps, and fell into a crevice broken into the marble of the stair.

    Robin turned and saw the chains come down. Miss Nancy stood over Beauregard. Robin’s eyes filled with tears and blind rage sadness and desperation. Miss Nancy came at him. He took the stairs in one leap.

    Beau saw him go through thick vision, then all went black for him, and he felt himself falling towards a place of lights.
  19. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    <stunned silence>

    ...I... I'll... get... back to you on this...

    Oh wow....
  20. Beauregard

    Beauregard Well-Known Member

    Hey Lisa. Sorry to have stunned you into silence again. But, as a little gift for not nagging latley, the second to last chapter.


    Robin landed on the bottom step, and tripped into a half fall, landing in a crouch. He jumped to his feet and Miss Nancy began to slowly descend the stairs, trailing her hand along the ivory banister.

    Robin looked about for a weapon, but saw none. The weapons were all in the top hall. He held the joined heart close to his chest, and squinted at the step where the other wooden heart had disappeared down inside a crack. Miss Nancy’s foot came down upon the step. Robin looked up at her.

    Beau had told him to join he hearts, his last words before he was gone. Robin would do just that…if he could. Yes, of course he could. He would. He had to. Beau could not save his country any more, he couldn’t even save himself. Robin ground his jaw.

    “Yo, Miss Nancy,” Robin yelled.

    “What is it, frog?”

    “Let’s end this.”

    “Yes.” Miss Nancy sprung from the step like a cat. “Let’s.”

    Robin gripped the Joined Heart. It flashed with sparkling light. As Miss Nancy flew towards him, Robin angled the heart towards her, stabbing his hand forward and pulling back at the last moment. A lightning bolt of green light cracked from the Heart, knocking Miss Nancy to the ground.

    She sat up, licking the corner of her lip. “You wanna try that again?”

    Robin shot another bolt from the Heart as thunder erupted outside the castle. Miss Nancy fended it away, catching the energy instead with the chains. The chains sparked, and light charged up and down them like electricity.

    Miss Nancy came at him again. Robin aimed the blast low, catching the ground beneath her feet. The force threw up stones and tiles. She lost her footing and went down. Robin bounded over her, landing on the third step. He shot a glance back. She was getting to her feet.

    Robin scrambled halfway up the steps. It was here the Heart had fallen. He could see it lodged inside a crack too small for his grown-up hands.

    He heard a rushing sound and frog-leaped high into the air. The chains came down on the step, ripping it open, breaking the heart out of its prison in the stone. Robin landed running. He seized the Heart of the Rainbow and ran.


    Robin didn’t stop. He burst through the doors to the throne room, and charged at the steps leading to the high throne. He took them two at a time, and scrambled across a broken patch ceiling that had crumbled down in his way. Robin reached the throne, and stood there panting.

    Miss Nancy came through the doors. She looked around, then spotted him. Robin fumbled with the hearts, turning them this way and that, struggling for the right way around. Quickly. Come on.

    She marched across the floor towards him.

    Robin looked up. One heart slipped out of his grip. He scrabbled in the air and caught it. A bolt of lightening from the storm lit the room in dark silhouettes. There! He had it right. Robin rested one in each hand and then brought them together fast. Thunder crashed above.

    The Heart of the Rainbow joined the Heart of Love and Time, connecting and bringing them all together. Bright sparkles filled the room, rushing from every corner to join the Joined Hearts. Robin let go and the Heart rose high, twisting through the air above.

    A pink hand wrapped around Robin’s wrist. “Now you are mine,” Miss Nancy spat.

    Robin pulled back. Miss Nancy held with a grip of iron. “Get off, get off!” Robin said, his voice trembled and returned to that of young Robin. “Let go you’re hurting me.”

    The Joined Heart span faster, sparkles of light danced. A burst of light erupted from within. It arched left and right, a seven-layered bow of colour.

    “Rainbow,” Robin cried. “You’re alive!”

    Miss Nancy turned. She felt something tug inside her head. The Heart of the Head transported from within her mind. It joined the others, glowing, floating, joining.

    “Give it back!” Miss Nancy shouted. “Give it back to me, Now!”

    She knocked Robin aside, and tottered forward on the throne, reaching towards the Rainbow and the Hearts. “Give that back your brute.” She stepped one foot up onto the carved back of the throne seat. She raised her fists. “Give it!”

    Robin cried out and started forward. “Miss Nancy you’ll fall.”

    She reached forward, and lost her footing. Robin grabbed for her. She fell. The chains trailed across the back of the throne for a second, then they too were gone below.

    A final Wooden Heart rose from below. The Heart of Life joined with the Heart of the Head, the Heart of Time, the Heart of Love, the Heart of the Rainbow.

    Robin sat back, his whole body shivering. It would be all right. Everything was going to be all right. The rainbow, the rainbow was back.

    The Rainbow floated down towards him. Words echoed in his head, “Thank you Robin…
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