RE: [DL] Anyone viewed the Deadlands CG movies yet?

[Reemull <reemull@yahoo.co.uk>]

> From: Jeff Yates> Spoilers...
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> I really don't think it's needed, but better safe than stuck with a
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> - The "fear factor" clip is a hugely useful bit of visualization.
> Something like this would have been great addition to the Deadlands
> rulebook to explain the effect of fear on landscape. Not sure how you
> could translate the video clip into print (maybe a
flip-book-animation
> on the bottom corners of the pages? Bet that'd be a lot of work!) I
> especially liked the way that the cacti slowly reached towards the
> viewer... 

Not seen the video clips - but I always liked Allan Seyberth's post on
the subject of different fear levels...

Cheers

Roy

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http://www.gamerz.net/archives/deadlands@gamerz.net/200006/msg00120.html)

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One from the vaults. . .

 >Can you give us some good at examples on how to describe certain fear
 >levels?
Pat

It's a matter of shadow and the qualities of "hidden evil" within the
object.

Lets say this pen I am holding.  Black pentel pen with faint gold
swirls.

Fear 0:  Um... black pentel pen with faint gold swirls.  The ballpoint
tip is silver with a drop of ink on the roller ball.  It's about 6
inches long and feels like, well, plastic.  I pick it up and write....

Fear 3:  (Steven King)
You spot a dark pen laying on the table.  Out of the corner of your eye
you see the faint gold swirls move along the pen, forming words that
look to be debased Arabic.  When you look squarly at the pen the swirls
stop moving - perhaps it was all a trick of the light. The ballpoint
tip is a dull grey and is bullet shaped.  As you  pick it up, the pen
surprises you with its unexpected weight, like a memory of an old sin
raised from the past.  It rasps across your hand with the gritty feel
of an old bone that dried in the sun.  The pen oozes its ink across the
paper like blood flowing out of a still warm corpse and the sound it
makes across the paper rasps gratingly, maddiningly across the back of
your mind as you write....

Fear 6:  (Howard Phillips Lovecraft)
Already weakened by the sights you have endured that no mortal man 
should ever be exposed to, your desparate and fevered gave rests upon
the Lost Pen of Abn-Al-Kaidaed.  Its inky blackness draws all light in
the room to it,  drawing your gaze closer and threatening to swallow
your soul into its plumbless depths.  The gold swirls dance  obscenely
in your gaze, forming and reforming blasphemous horrors writhing in
agony.  You know instinctively that they are the souls of other
ambitious magicians and hucksters who lost their bid to master the Pen.
 It's silver tip glows with an inner radioactive fire. Your mind no
longer under your control, you seize the pen in your hand.  Instantly
it grabs the skin and the chill as it absorbs the heat from your
fingers into its lost depths.  You see the gold swirls turn red, a
blood red, the Pen is feeding off of you, drawing your strength and
life down with your heat, holding more then its volume could explain,
fueling the evil fires within it's core.  You grab the paper and as you
set the now blood red ink to it, the maniacal laughter in your head
swells to a crescendo, pushing you over the edge into insanity as you
are forced to write the last damned incantation of Abn-Al-Kaidaed
before the elder gods themselves claimed his soul....

Bread.
Milk
Butter
Half dozen eggs
Laundry on Tuesday.
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Allan Seyberth
darious@darious.com
Deadlands fan site - http://www.darious.com/deadlands/index.html

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