WIP Intro: Life Isn't Faire, Season 2
OMG they're introducing ANOTHER WIP? what a day. (This is season 2 of a sitcom I wrote last summer, but I thought I'd introduce this now that I have a writeblr)
genre: situational comedy
setting: a renaissance faire in Kenosha, Wisconsin
pov: this work is not prose, so it's all in teleplay format. So like third person present kinda?
premise: Gareth Goldstein has it all. If by "having it all" you mean adoring fans and a good relationship with his union at the Renaissance Faire he works at over the summer. He's been promoted to full-on knight, and he has a squire who's earnest, if nothing else. But when the other knight quits after a jousting accident, a new knight (a transplant from New Mexico) steps in, Gareth's life becomes an inferno of Dante-level proportions, a time loop of suffering. Luckily, Gareth has his horse, his parents, and noted indie artist Mitski to help him through. And maybe this won't be as bad as it seems.
Logline: A young man navigates day to day life at his workplace, featuring a wacky cast of characters.
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IN HIS DEFENCE YOUR HONOR, HE IS JUST A SILLY BOY
I'll just drop a little art here, keep doing what you're doing, you're doing amazing! You write so well and I can only imagine the effort it takes to pull out these chapters, so please take care of yourself too!! I've already absolutely word-vomited how much I love your work and hyukin I'll do it again-
The way that all of the brothers react to Leo is just so believable and heart-wrenching and oh my goodness poor Raph give the poor boy a break- The recovery arc that hopefully will come is gonna be a long journey (Probably more Dr. Delicate touch than Dr. Feelings slapping some of that self-sacrifice out of Leo-). Also, the sibling sense needed to make both of the climatic scenes in your fics during the Thanksgiving parade is just great, I swear it's like that sometimes though.
At the start of chapter 22 he isn't Void he's Leo. He is coping with these events as Leo. Only when he realizes that it's all real does he slip back into the Void mask. We as readers can see the literal struggle between Leo and Void through his ninpo, as it seems like (correct me if I'm wrong, or don't lol) it burns the krang infection, it seems like the only thing that can actually hurt the infection. Leo is extremely damage-resistant to the point that even nonconsensual amputation isn't really an issue to him but ninpo seems like the only thing that can genuinely hurt him. Even if I'm completely off with this whole rant, it's so cool to see how the story unfolds, trying to figure out the limits of your universe is an amazing experience.
Every time you update I feel so glad that I can see the story unfold in real time. I can't wait for the next update, but don't feel like you need to push yourself for this fic, you're doing great, especially with the quality of what you write! Maybe it's a little repetitive at this point, but really I find it absolutely unbelievable what you are able to do and I admire your ability to write such convincing narratives.
Anyways, please take the silly boi :D
THANK YOU YOU'RE SO SWEET!!!! it makes me so so so happy to hear that you're enjoying both perspectives, because it's very fun to write and i love to explore what everyone might be feeling ;w; and i'm having a LOT of fun exploring Ninpo. I'm a little sad we didn't get more of since the show ended right after the Shredder fight, but I like to think that there's nothing like it-- something unique just for them 🩵
AND THANK U FOR THE FANART AHHH 🩵😭💞💘💗‼️
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for the drabbles, could i please request ruth and pete just kinda chatting, maybe a lil angsty? I feel like their dynamic would be cool
Ruth and Pete? You got it, anon!
Maybe a little angsty, you said, and believe me, I was completely on board to give you that... But then the characters took this in a different direction and..... Well, it's not really angsty at all-
It had been strange for Ruth, having grown up with Pete and then suddenly not seeing him every day. The two of them had known each other since the early days of elementary, and had gone all the way through to the end of high school being able to see each other almost every day.
All of that changed when Pete went off to college. Sure, they still called as often as they physically could, but it wasn't the same! Pete wasn't actually in Hatchetfield when Ruth had the appointment to get her braces removed, and she wasn't with him the night he was awake for an hour and a half after the worst nightmare of his life.
He had planned to keep the day he came back into town secret, but Steph had gotten a little too excited, and had told Ruth and Richie. The groupchat they'd maintained suddenly went wild. Pete was glad about the excitement, really. It had been too long since the four of them had been in the same place.
Ruth was well aware that they'd all arranged to go out and celebrate at the weekend, but she couldn't wait until then. So, she'd asked him if they could talk, just the two of them. Part of her had been expecting him to decline on account of him being too tired after his journey, but his only response had been asking her where she wanted to see him.
So, she was waiting for him by the lake, staring into the open depths of the water. She was aware of every car that passed on the gravel track behind her, but most of them just drove on, and the sound of their tyres against the loose stones faded out until she couldn't hear them anymore
One of them didn't.
that caught her attention, and she turned her attention from the lake fast enough to watch a little black Polo pull up on the track and stop just by the grass verge. A very familiar young man got out of the driver's side, shoving the keys into the pocket of his jeans as he wandered towards her. Her eyes went wide, and she stood, running to meet him halfway.
"Pete! oh my god!"
They met at some awkward point halfway up the verge, and she pulled him into a hug so eagerly that she almost knocked him off his feet. When he established that he wasn't going to go ass first into the bank, he laughed, and returned her hug just as readily. "Hey, Ruth!"
He had barely changed a bit. Still way too tall for his own good, still more lanky than a freshly planted tree... In fact, the only thing that had changed at all since they'd left high school was the beginnings of a moustache that now lined his top lip.
She would think about that later.
"Since when could you drive?!"
They finally broke apart, and started to walk together towards the lake. Pete spent a moment in silence trying to work out the date, and then shrugged. "Since... About two months ago?"
Ruth shot him a fake-offended glance. "And you didn't tell me?"
"I'm allowed to have one secret, and you already knew what day I was coming back!"
She conceded that argument with a shrug, and led him over to a bench. "Does anyone else know?"
"Steph."
"Not Richie?"
"Not Richie. Richie would've told you."
Ruth pouted. "That moustache makes you look like your brother."
"Oh god." Pete pulled a face. He'd spoken to Ted recently too, he knew that.
The two of them had agreed that they were going to keep a discernable difference between them, since they both ended up the double of their father. While that had caused an argument about who got to keep the hair length (Pete made the rightful claim that he'd grown it first, so Ted agreed to cut his on occasion), the one thing that they did agree on was that Ted was going to be the one to keep the facial hair. He'd made it his brand, and Pete really didn't want to be mistaken for him... "I don't think you brought me here to compare me to Ted. What's up?"
He'd learned to recognise that when Ruth grilled him on his personal life, she was trying to avoid mentioning something about her own. Her anxiety took over when she least needed it to, and she ended up avoiding the subject altogether. He remembered something that richie had said to him in the winter, and his heart ached a little to bring it back into his mind. His brow furrowed. "Uh... Richie said you stopped doing tech? How come?"
Ruth frowned, but she couldn't keep herself from laughing for long. "I did, yeah..."
"What? What's funny?"
"I gave up tech, but- uh- I might've gotten an acting gig?" She looked up at him expectantly, and watched for the moment when the words finally sunk in.
"Wait, are you serious?"
She nodded, eager. That's why she'd invited him lakeside in the first place. All of this was worth it for seeing him again, finding out he could drive now (the number of things she could do with this information...) and getting the chance to tell him that she was finally going ahead with her dream."Uh huh! It took him a month to ger me outta the booth... But we shot this- uh- this stupid little no budget movie that he filmed... And we got Reese and PJ involved... It was fun!"
"So... What? After this home movie, you went in for an audition?"
"Well, I found this-" Ruth cut herself off quickly, with the realisation that Pete would likely know what she was talking about if she were just to reference it. "I joined the players!"
It did take him a moment, but when it clicked, he grinned, broad and genuine. "Ruth! That's amazing!"
Not even six months ago, she wouldn't have dreamed about talking about the Hatchetfield Players in regards to herself! This was a huge step for her, and he couldn't have been prouder.
She could see as much in the way his face lit up. That had been the point of most of their conversations since Ruth got cast in that one line role in their low stakes elementary school play when they were eight. She had wanted to be on the stage ever since, but something had always gotten in the way.
His arm fell around her shoulders, and he pulled her in a little closer. She laughed in delight, looking up to meet his eyes behind the frames of his glasses. "Okay, okay, that was my news... Tell me something from your end!"
"Huh? I didn't come with anything!"
"C'monnnnn, I'm not gonna move till you drop some hot college gossip!"
He chuckled, unable to believe he'd just been pulled into the news without warning. "Uh.... Okay, I've got something. You know my roommate, right? I've talked about him, haven't I?"
"Sure. Jordan..?"
"Yeah, Jordan. He convinced me to take up the bass again. I guess there's that?" He offered, to which Ruth gasped. He held up a hand in a so-so gesture, hoping she wouldn't get too excited. "I mean, I'm no Jack White."
"... Who?"
"Okay then... Uh, John Deacon?"
That one seemed to resonate a little more. Ruth hummed with recognition, and Pete sighed softly, glad he didn't have to pull a list of bassists from his mind.
"No, but you were so good at guitar when you used to do that! What got you back in?"
"Oh, uh, I got in with a couple of the music lot when we went out once. Most the motivation came from them, actually. I dunno, it's good for getting shit out... If you and Richie ever make another home movie, I could score?" He suggested.
"Richie went into film, remember? God, you could score his Hollywood debut!" Ruth laughed in return.
"Only with you as his leading lady..."
"Alright, deal!"
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