BLUE SUN ROOM FAN FICTION - HORROR

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An Unknown Soldier's Perspective
Wednesday, March 8, 2006

It isn't what it always seems in the grand arena.

A one shot of the second-to-last scene in the BDM. 360-ish words.

RATED FOR LANGUAGE and REFERENCES TO GORE

A/N I am keenly interested in any emotional reactions or thoughts regarding this piece. All feedback will receive prompt and appreciative replies. Thanks for reading.


CATEGORY: FICTION    TIMES READ: 2482    RATING: 9    SERIES: FIREFLY

He was shaking. He couldn’t stop the rifle from shaking as he aimed at the wall exploding into dusty flechettes.

They were chasing the Reavers, who had come and howled for the blood and wept for the beauty of shivering organs

so succulent and ripe and warm they scalded going down. The Reavers had engulfed them, destroying them as they

waited to take down one puny little shit fleabag but they weren’t alone and the Reavers followed and the fleabag got

away. *STAND DOWN DROP YOUR WEAPONS*

They didn’t want to win they didn’t even know who we are we are nothing but

lust and death and the sound oh God that sound *EVACUATE* that ripping of metal flesh but we aren’t dead and

everyone is violently happy and screaming. Impaling their victim with their own limbs and falling falling while

teeth ripped out throats not caring about the ground.

Alliance ships fled, Alliance troops dying without knowing

or caring that it was a gory sort of turnabout is fair play oh god this isn’t fair. They had made it to the

compound, carefully circumventing the shattered body of an eviscerated fleabag. They had orders and orders *DO WE

HAVE A KILL ORDER* and nothing made sense but their orders which were slippery words and blank eyes that saw nothing

but orders. His career meant freedom from the perfect shiny blindness of the eyeless of the Core and aspiring to

something greater like Reavers that could chew out your eyes oh God let it all be stories and I didn’t sign up for

this shit please don’t let me die.

The wall was gone and there were Reavers everywhere and he screamed and his

team screamed with him and wished they could fire, *PUT YOUR WEAPONS DOWN NOW*, what the hell is she is she a

Reaver? The rifles shook and the voices screamed and he called to his commanding officer for a kill order a second

time. Do we shoot? *WE WILL SHOOT*. She is only one is SHE why we’re here chasing Reavers? She can’t be it

she has blood oh God all over her but I can’t shoot a girl but the Reavers are dead and what happened to the fucking

Reavers shoot her shoot her shoot her oh fuck SHE----.

“Stand Down, stand down. It’s finished.”

COMMENTS

Wednesday, March 8, 2006 9:37 PM

SHINYTALENT


This is really well written.
The frenzy and the pace is amazing, also it's an awesome concept that I hadn't even considered.

It's very confronting, but I like it.

Wednesday, March 8, 2006 11:47 PM

LUCASHARPER


I enjoyed this. Great pace and an excellent perspective.

I have two quibbles, the first being the blocked together style. probably if you spaced it out, it'd look better.

And the seond is a personal preference. I don't think that words like "fuck" need to be in a fic when they weren't in the show, but as I said, that's my personal preference.

Luc

Thursday, March 9, 2006 2:30 AM

BOOKADDICT


The frantic nature of the soldiers' fear and uncertainty is wonderful.

An interesting perspective from the 'other side'.

Thursday, March 9, 2006 3:57 AM

LVS2READ


Wow! Very powerful. So easy to imagine that that's exactly what that soldier was thinking!

I, too, disliked the block style, but maybe that was deliberate? An indication of how quickly these thoughts were flying through his head?

Anyway, well done! Look forward to reading your future endeavors.

"I love my captain."

Thursday, March 9, 2006 6:59 AM

ZOESBACKUP


Lucas Harper...the blocking was an issue and I am not fond of it either. I am not certain how to visually imply a sense of rushing action/thought and chaos otherwise. It IS difficult and annoying to read AND write! I should have added a bit of html last night when I was writing it but I was not certain whether it would take here. I did change the blocking but it looks different in a standard HTML document than it does here. I shall play around with it and familiarize myself with the quirks of this format.

Regarding the language issue, believe it or not I have mulled this topic for years (even before Firefly first aired). It is rather fascinating how our culture accepts profanity in a foreign language but not in our own tongue. I love the chinese curses that are used on the show but I also know that it was a tool to allow profanity without getting censored. I also felt that it was slightly distracting during the dramatic moments, as my attention was directed towards translation and pronunciation (the latter,in the case of fic). It gave flavor to the lighter moments and extra punch to the humor. I want that extra jab to the gut that profanity adds, that keeps the reader uncomfortable. Sometimes I feel as though it is too easy to overlook the characters' fear or anger when we are only given the chinese version. I would think that this applied to all languages. "Holy Merde" just doesn't hit home to english speakers, the way that "Holy Shit" would. We have an intrinsic understanding of when we (as individuals) would apply profanity and I want that type of intimacy with the readers' psyche and the character's. Pinyinary or no, I feel uncomfortable using a language that I am not at least proficient enough in to verify grammar and spelling. I have also changed the author's note to indicate that the piece contains profanity.

ShinyTalent,BookAddict, and Lvs2read: frenzy, chaos, panic, fear were all the emotions that I was trying to convey. Plus I wanted to give the impression that time was both sped up and agonizingly slow at the same time. I want the reader to see the conflict between the soldier's training and fight/flight responses. The tiny voice in the back of your head that keeps a running dialogue that almost hypnotizes as it narrates what is going on. That narrative perspective is very specific and non-linear intentionally. The guy (or girl) standing next to him could be thinking, and evaluating the situation, in a way that would seem to have no relation to the events as perceived by this guy.

I am a bit overwhelmed that I received so many responses so quickly, LOL! Not complaining, mind you, I just assumed it would be 4 or 5 over the next month. I hope that my explanations make sense and any further thoughts will get the same babbling response as above :D

Thursday, March 9, 2006 11:15 AM

BLAZESOLO


Great I loved it !!! Fanfic without the BDH's is very creative !!! GOOD STUFF !!!!!

Wednesday, March 22, 2006 11:34 AM

KAYNA


Just...Wow.
This is something I never expected but it really hit me. Excellent work.

Friday, April 21, 2006 8:22 AM

BELLONA


i liked it. very tense and edgy. it's interesting to see how the other side see things.

b


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An Unknown Soldier's Perspective
It isn't what it always seems in the grand arena. <p>A one shot of the second-to-last scene in the BDM. 360-ish words.
<p>RATED FOR LANGUAGE and REFERENCES TO GORE
<p>A/N I am keenly interested in any emotional reactions or thoughts regarding this piece. All feedback will receive prompt and appreciative replies. Thanks for reading.