POSITION |
TEAM NAME |
SCORE |
NOTES |
FLAG OF ALLEGIANCE
|
1 |
WINTERFELL ,
featuring FAKE CAERY
alias
SHAKE ARIES
alias
Direwolves
amongst
Sheep
alias
Winter
is
Coming
alias
The
North
Remembers
alias
The
She-Wolves
of
Winterfell,
including
FAKE
ARYA?
Nah,
make
that:
FAE
SICARIA
alias
The
North
Knows
But
One
Queen,
and
HER
NAME
is
STARK
alias
The
Warren
Knows
But
One
Queen,
and
HER
NAME
is
HAZEL-RAH
alias
How
do
you
answer
to
these
charges
...
Lord
Baelish?
alias
The
White
Tower,
Tar
Valon,
TV1
ASZI
also
featuring
Amyrlin-Queen-in-the-North
Sansa
"Three-Eyed
Daenactheah"
Stark,
Arya/Alia
of-the-Knife
Stark-Gesserit
(007),
Veronicamars
Stark-Sedai
(Q-Branch),
and
IceDragon
Reborn
version
of
Nymeria
(Royal
To'Raken,
QueensGuard/Warder)
alias
Bransa
Spenstark
(Sansa-on-the-outside,
Bran-three-eyes-on-the-inside)
alias
Kick
The
Boom
Squad
in
the
Famous
Purple
Clouds
alias
Dark
Swansa's
Necklace
alias
Empress
of
Seansan's
Ever-Victorious-Army
alias
WINTER
IS
HERE
(The
Starks
are
Always
Right
in
The
End)
alias
Θ
|
36294.4
[Including a
110-point bonus for
breaking the scoring
system
:S ]
|
Like flogging a dead
horse, except it was a
sheep...
Followed by, good grief:
the Phil-and-Sophie of
every Mr Man
and Little Miss
book,
including fake ones
about each current
cabinet minister,
shadow cabinet
minister,
Blairite cabinet
minister and Thatcherite
cabinet
minister... to Epic
Music.
Ending, quite naturally
with Mr Dead Sheep...
* Awarded the Damien
Hirst prize for creative
use of 'dead
sheep' (in figures of
speech and drawing
only!)
* Set a new record for
points for a section
(2563.2 for the
Little Prince).
Celebrated by formally
scoring infinity for the
Sheila
section.
Bonus List
Item 100
point bonus for any
other team
correctly guessing
conceptually how
it was possible for
Queen Sansa to
formally score
infinity
in the Sheila
section...
* Awarded the
GIVEN Prize for
scoring 1600
points for a
single item, in
week 3.
* Awarded the
Alan Turing
Prize and a
100-point bonus
for
not just
guessing at,
but actually
cracking, the
Totoro =
Kandinsky code,
via Dali = Pogo
through to
'Picasso =
Dorothy and van
Gogh =
Hot Fuzz.
Added artwork
and several
paragraphs per
chain in Week 4.
* Awarded the
Petabolic Martin
Prize for
Metagaming for
further taking
us to the
cleaners for
7200 points in
the Metagaming
section,
breaking their
own record for
number of points
for a section
by almost a
factor
of 3.
* Most of us are
Week 5-6 judges.
* Shared the
Pink Pun-Ther
Award in week 6.
* Awarded the
Wolfgang Amadeus
Mouse-Art prize
week 7.
* Manatee Fair
Cover Article
Prize for being
the Queens of
Bojacking own
and
others'
subjects.
* Got that the
shortest
pseudonym of the
Veelas is
(calligraphic S
ee) = (cal S
ee) = Khaleesi
for 40-point
bonus.
* Top turkey
reading... about
turkeys. On the
USS
Gobbledigook.
Encountering the
Dalek version of
the Empire
chasing the
Dalek version of
the
Rebels...
* Outtigger,
Outviper,
Outmantissss,
Double-Outmantisss
awards.
And
Outordinance,
for managing
about 15 LGBT+
references
*per minute* on
average
for the Now 2018
Reboot of She
Ra.
Thus setting a
new record for a
single item, *by
a factor of
3.5*, as part of
the heaviest
endgame hit ever
seen in
Scavenger
Hunting
(The turkey read
adding 4000
points, Section
X-for-cross-referencing
and 'Bad
People Explained
via the Wizard
of Oz' also
scoring
substantially,
all in the
last weekend).
|
|
2 |
I AM SPARTACUS AND SO IS
MY COLLEGE ALPACA
(RIGHT, IS THAT
PETERHOUSE OR
JOHN'S?) alias
I AM ABACUS AND
SO IS MY COLLEGE
ASPARAGUS GARDEN
(RIGHT, IS THAT
PEMBROKE
OR CAIUS?)
alias
I AM
SUCCUBUS
AND SO
IS MY
SOCIETY'S
INCUBUS
(RIGHT,
IS
THAT
ROCKSOC
OR
GOTHSOC?)
alias
I
AM
TACTICUS
AND
SO
IS
MY
COLLEGE
BURZURKAR
(RIGHT,
IS
THAT
UNSEEN
UNIVERSITY
OR
THE
ARCANUM?)
alias
I
AM
BOACONSTRICTADICEACUS
AND
SO
IS
MY
PET
ANTEDILUVIAN
"SPANISH
INQUISITION"
MONTY
PYTHON
APPRECIATION
SOCIETY
(RIGHT,
IS
THAT
AN
INSNAKEWECTION
AGAINST
WOMAN
WULE
OR
A
MINITHTRY
OF
THILLY
THNAKEWALKTH
RUN
BY
BIGGUTH
DICCUTH?)
alias
I
AM
TITUSANDRONICUS
AND
SO
IS
MY
PRODUCTION'S
PANTOMIME
HORSE'S
REAR
END
(RIGHT,
IS
THAT
THE
ADC
OR
THE
CORPUS
PLAYROOM?)
alias
I
AM
TITANICUS
AND
SO
IS
MY
COLLEGE
BALL'S
ICE-FIGURE-CARVING-EMPORIUM
(RIGHT,
IS
THAT
ST
TRINIAN'S
FIRST-AND-THIRD
BEST
PARTY
IN
THE
WORLD
OR
MAGDAHOUSE'S
WHITE-TIE-ONLY
"MORNINGDRESSISTOCRATIC
REGRESSION"
THEMED
BASH?)
alias
I
AM
VERONICAMARSUNTOTHETRITONICUS
AND
(CUE
EPIC
MUSIC)
ONE
WAY
OR
ANOTHER
I'M
GONNA
GETCHA
GETCHA
GETCHA
FAKEARICUS,
FAKECARICUS
AND
SANSACUS!
alias
I
AM
OZ-CENICUS
AND
SO
IS
MY
VERY
LARGE
COLLECTION
OF
SHE-RA-NUENDA
alias
I
AM
FORCHANUS
AND
SO
IS
MY
EVER-BIG-TORY-ARSE
ARMY
alias
I
AM
STICKYTOFFEEPUDDINGS'R'US
AND
SO
IS
MY
SOCIETY
OF
AMUSING
CONSTIPATION
NOVEMBER-SCAVENGER-HUNT
PARTYRING-STOCK-EXCHANGE
alias
I
AM
SHERANOSAURUS
AND
SO
IS
MY
ALLIANCE
OF
ETHERIAN
ICE,
WATER,
LIGHT,
FLOWER-POWER
AND
BRAIDHENSILE
PRINCESSES
(RIGHT,
IS
THAT
OUR
2002
POINTS
FOR
THE
1985
VERSION
OR
OUR
2002
POINTS
FOR
THE
2018
VERSION?)
alias
Θ
|
17381.4 |
Among the first fortnight's
Judges.
Then an opening salvo of
tactical acumen.
'Woman" in the fifth nym
is pronounced "Woe-Man",
as in the
way "The Life of
Brian"'s incarnation of
Pontius Pilate would
pwonounce
"Roman";
BONUS ITEM: 50 point
bonus for Silliest
Pseudonym so far,
with 60 points offered
to any team presenting a
sillier one.
* Scored a 1200-pointer
(Duelly Tactics) at the
start of
Week 4, for which they
are awarded the Two
Horse Race Prize.
Which they interpret as
the front and back end
of a
pantomime horse, for a
few
extra bonus points :)
* Managed to muster a
2100-pointer riposte in
the by-now
infamous Metagaming
section at the start of
Week 5.
* Shared the Pink
Pun-Ther Award in week
6.
Bonus Item
20 points to whoever
points to each Theta
occurring in Game
of Thrones.
40 points for
explaining the
further significance
of Gold
and Silver Thetas in
George Martin's
works.
* The 1001
Nights Prize for
finding 1001
LGBT* comments
between the 1986
version
of She Ra and
the 1939 Wizard
of Oz film,
to Epic music
for 2002 points,
retaking
Silliest
Pseudonym
in the process.
80 points
offered for
beating their
penultimate nym
in the
context of their
2002
point item...
Forchanus is
concurrently
playing on
Fortuona of
Seanchan,
Forchan, and
something
matching
Big-Tory-Arse's
rear-end (itself
a play
on Victorious).
* Funniest and
most
thematically
relevant
Pseudonyms
Prize.
* OutFerret,
Outlite and
Outl33t
Superlatives.
* Endgame
included putting
1001 LGBT*
comments on She
Ra
Reboot for 2002
points.
Visiting
Wittgenstein's
grave and the
Heraldic Purple
Pelican of Perse
(alias a
Red Herring
because the
Chronophage,
Old Cavendish
and St Botolph's
are all on the
perimeter of
Corpus whose
heraldic
Pelican is not
however Purple).
And writing an
Ode to why
Margaret
-T-h-a-t-c-h-e-r-
Hamilton is
Greeeeeeeen for
most of the
Wizard of Oz...
|
|
3 |
THE THIRD ACE BATALLION
alias
BANE OF ALL
ROBOTIC
ARCHBISHOPS OF
CANTERBURY
alias
WATERPISTOL
FIGHTER
ACES
alias
SER
STARKACUS,
THE
NOT-QUITE-AS-BRAVE-AS
SANSAS'LOT
|
4776 |
from the Phil-and-Sophie of
Dahl through to Rowling...
and then some Duelling
and Chainwriting.
Were among the second
fortnight's Judges.
* Held the Silliest
Pseudonym Prize, beating
of which was
worth 70 points...
* Claimed the Thetas
award for explaining the
significance
of the Gold and
Silver Theta team names.
|
|
4 |
SO-BOOOGS
alias
Kick Redacted
out of Redacted
alias
Fruitcake
Beneficiaries
alias
The
Fortuona
and
HER
To'raken
Society
alias
The
Rebel
Tower,
Salidar,
Altara
0PN
4BSNS
:P
alias
[To
WhoSoc]:
We're
in
Your
Base
Killing
your
Oods...
|
4384 |
Harmless Toy Weapons and
Sillness 'r us |
|
5 |
SHE RA AND THE GREAT
REBELLION
alias
ETHERIANS for
EQUALITY,
Featuring
Adora/She
Ra,
Princess
Glimmer of
BrightMoon,
Queen
CastaSpella
of Mysticor,
Ice-Queen
Frosta
Spirit/Swift
Wind the
Horse/Alicorn
(Accomplice
Only)
and
Elbow/Bow
alias
FAR
DAREIS
MAI
(Maidens
of
the
Spear)
QUEEN
OF
THE
ANDALS,
THE
RHOYNAR
AND
THE
FIRST
MEN,
KHALEESI
OF
THE
GREAT
GRASS
SEA,
THE
UNBURNED,
BREAKER
OF
CHAINS
AND
MOTHER
OF
DRAGONS.
alias
e
alias
FIRST
VEELA
DIVISION
"VEELA
ANGELS"
|
3573 |
Silliness, Tactical Acumen,
Girl Power.
And now Silly
Chainwriting :)
Yep, the White Tower's
postcode's last block
reads Aes Sedai
(A-eS Zed-aI) :) 80
points to Griffindor for
this beflagged
revelation :)
Bonus Item
40 points to the
team guessing our
shortest pseudonym.
|
* First Veelas Crest
Pending *
|
6 |
THE SECOND ANACONDA
BATALLION
alias
THE THIRD
DISGUSTING
FUSELIERS, O
AVIAN SPACE
MONKEY
alias
SHAMAD
CONDE, O
PINEAPPLE-DUCK-EMPRESS
(means
Thunder
Walkers)
alias
GREAT
SNAKES,
IT'S
THE
THOMPSONS!
alias
WHEN
IT'S
OUR
TURN
JUDGING,
WE'LL
HAVE
YOU
CONSTRUCT
CARDBOARD
CROCODILES,
AND
PAINT
THEM
GREEEEEEEEEEEN
FOR
BONUS
POINTS...
alias
THE
GREEEEEEEEEEEEN
TOWER,
WHICH
FEATURED
NOT
IN
THE
SERIES
BECAUSE
IT
WAS
TOO
SECRET!
WHERE
THE
EPONYMOUS
AJAH
MEMBERS
TRAIN
THEIR
FURTHER
MULTIPLE
CROCODILOCEPHALIC
WARDERS
alias
CONDUCT
UNBECOMING
OF
THE
ARCANUM
|
2785 |
cake, chainwriting.
* Ivegottasaurus prize
for Reptilian Puns.
|
|
7 |
THE *OCTOBER* HARES
|
2781 |
Fondant, Silly Socs, Chains.
Best Sneak and Outmanoeuvre.
Inventors of Paper Rock
Scissors Lizard Spock Air
and Fire |
|
8 |
THE THREE
MUSS-COB-TEERS: SWAN FOR
ALL AND ALL FOR SWAN!
alias
SWAN RING TO
RULE THEM ALL: A
CYGNET RING!
alias
DARK
SWANSA:
THE
BLACK-SWAN
INCARNATION
OF SANSA
STARK
alias
THE
SWANTASTIC
FIVE
alias
SWANACTIVISTIC
SWANACONDAS
SAY:
"RETURN
MR
ASBO!"
alias
SWANORAMA
Round
UP
OUR
SCORE
TO
3
CYGNIFICANT
FIGURES!
SWANITY
FAIR,
OR
SHOUND
THAT
BE
SWANFIRE
OF
THE
SWANITIES?
SWANDUCT
UNBECOMING
OF
THE
ARCANUM
|
2377 |
Literally blasting all
of the first 13 Duelly
items...
and then having a
Sheila Meeting
and a token chain
Are among Week 5-6's
Judges
|
|
9 |
THE MAD HATTER
(are a Team, rather than
a single
participant) |
2186 |
Cake, Silliness, more Cake,
Battles... yet more Cake!
Superlative Outcrane |
|
10 |
White Rabbit's
Pocketwatch
|
410 |
. |
|
11 |
Supporter N |
120 |
. |
|
12 |
DUELLY Haigha
|
114 |
Duelly |
|
13 |
THE DEUCE OF
HEARTS |
84 |
Purveyor of Enlightened
Customs |
|
14 |
DUELLY HATTA
|
72 |
Duelly |
|
15 |
WE OPEN AT THE
CLOSE |
40 |
. |
|
16 |
The Baker of The
Tarts |
20 |
Bakey |
|
17 |
THE CRUSTAMBULANCE
|
20 |
(a pun on "Crispy
Ambulance": the title of the
Head of CTF and
"Crustambulum":
latin for cake :) ) |
|
18 = |
CREOSOTE AND THE
WAFER-THIN MINTS
|
10 |
(a failed attempt on the
'silliest team name' prize
:) ) |
|
18 = |
The Coiner of
Cheshivanescence
|
10 |
. |
|
20 = |
THE PAINTERS OF THE
ROSES |
0 |
. |
|
20 = |
Humpty Dumpty
|
0 |
. |
|
20 = |
The Dormouse (still
asleep) |
0 |
. |
|
20 = |
The Cheshire Cat's Grin
|
0 |
. |
|
20 = |
The Rest of the Cheshire
Cat |
0 |
. |
|
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L A S T . . W E E K ' S . . C H A
I N S
____________________________________________
1) Two tentacled bunnies amble...
under a sky of silk, a neon rainbow and woollen
clouds
“The princess saw the silky sky and thought to
themself:
I wonder why the caterpillar is eating all the
stars and not my wife’s philosophical
marshmallows”.
To which the marshmallows replied
``because the pleistocene porters promised us a
pillow pie!"
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
Lyanna in the TOJ with Rubies.
Elbereth Gilthoniel among the stars wearing
Silmarils.
{Nobody can top that: Game Over!]
2) If a crooked cook is caught...
eggs eggsclaim eggregious egspletives
eggstatically.
curds condolesce and convalesce in certitude of
a cheerier tomorrow
Bustling bees billowing bubbling benches bottled
by bins be bonkers
drooling dogs devlopping divine doctrines
deifying and doollalifying the
dastradliest of daffodils.
alsatians acidly and assidiously ascertain
absenteesim apologias
femtocopteric frogules flimsily fantabulate for
free-masonry
Georapphes gingerly gratify grammaritatian
grudges
Hippopotamus Hofficers' halitosis horrifies
Henry-the-steam-engine.
Choo, choo, enough 'halliteration' nonsense in
these parts...
This sketch is 'hofficially' shut down by
British Trainspotting Police...
3) "Troublesome Tribbles Behaving
Academically...
Prior to the loooooooooooooooong holidays, in
which
they went to sea in a pea-green sieve and ate
their curds and vinegar
and wrapped their feet in brown paper" - said
the spider to the cockle-shells”
"No, Bubblesome Bibbles Behooving
bovine-epidemically...
Posterior to the *short* wallowdays, in which
hippopotami went to the river in a wanderlust of
wallwernarlia and ate their
purloined pies
and dried their feet on a rapindly-browning
newspaper stand" said the liger to the
codicial.
"Stop playing the whispers game" moaned Sheila
to her Dog.
4) Spaghettonification is the opposite of
walkofatonementrepurification
5) Trouble Tiptoeing? Become Airborne!
Double Dipping? Recrumb Delicatessen!
Said the Fox in Socks, so as to hex and perplex
the rabbit-chicken hybrids
as they headlessly but not earlessly endeavoured
to burrow their way across the
road.
“Agh, my hat changed my nose again. Seuss, I do
not want a bespoke Vivaldi-style
nostril, I told you I
wanted to find a /Stradivarius/“
insisted Agamemnon the Cockroach, all a-waving
an unemployed bow.
Enter Mr Colepterson, arching his prodigious and
horned Monobrow of Proprietry.
1) Two tentacled bunnies amble
diagonally through the mist-muffins
in search of Pastures Greeeeeeeen.
They are a Mother and Child,
and this is the Little-One's First-Time So-Far
From-Home.
2) If a crooked cook is caught...
will lunch be late or dinner delayed??
Hah, she'll serve thyme, that's what!
"Your Honour, six years for beating the eggs is
a tad draconian..."
" Neo-Victorian..." murmered the back of the
courtroom.
"Warlaggian!" screamed a man in the gallery,
before being escorted off the premises
by two
Hofficers-of-the-Court.
Let us pretend these were Judroons.
[Though they were NOT!]
5) Trouble Tiptoeing? Become Airborne! ...
Trouble Tipping? Become Air!
Trouble Weaving Air?
Travel to Tremalking!
The Wheel of Cheese turns, and Sage-Derbies
curdle and pasteurize,
leaving fromagiverous mammalian lactic products
that become
quesadilla-legends. Which fade to Monterrey-jack
myth,
and even Monterrey-jack myth is long
fruited-stilton-forgotten when the
Sage-Derby that gave it birth curdles again.
In one Sage-Derby, called the Three-Year-Mature
Sage-Derby by some, a Sage- Derby
yet to
curdle, a Sage-Derby long past its best-by-date,
a fromageoderous wind rose in the
great
agricultural-industrial complex called
Brie-de-la-Creme's Wood-Smoked Seasoning
Refinerie. The
wind was not the Brie-ginning. There are neither
brie-ginnings nor most-mature
cheeses to the
churning of the Wheel of Cheese. But it was a
Brie-ginning.
Nynareva
Macgallstone-and-magic-roundabout's-Dougal was
tugging her braid under an
assortment of hats.
Moiraine Hermionedred smoothed her azure silk
skirts and stirred the pot of tea with
a
runcible-ter-angreal-spoon-of-office.
6) The despicative-optative mood was invented by
...
a despicable optician.
Optifex et Artifex Quintus Deplorabilis of the
Octoberii was his name...
"What is this revisionism" asked the
psychohistorian, nostrils flaring aghast.
"Everybody knows it was invented by that
Mightiest of Creturs, the Steam-Powered
Georapphe-
Bodied Cyborg Version of President Abe
Lincoln...
as part of his bid to attain immortality by
imposing a Hyperstrict Grammarian Union,
by which the
word " sockdologizing" would Never be Uttered."
* Laughter *Muffled Bang* "Sic Semper!" shouted
a Hippopotamus-Headed but
Georapphe-Bodied
Cyborg fleeing the scene of growing pandemonium.
"Oops, we shouldn't have said that..."
(CONSIDERED FINISHED)
7) Techno-Tortoises Become Actors...,
Placid People Become Props.
And Robotic Rhubarbs Become Re-enactors.
Playing Hippopotamus-Headed Hofficers of the
Helleventh Halabama. (CONSIDERED
FINISHED)
8) They don't have faces, so that one on the
left can't be looking its colleague in
the eye. ...
For some reason though, it feels that, without
doing anything more than just
standing there and
exerting their presence, they are actually
winking at each other.
Maybe the prehensile macrotaches are responsible
for this sensation.
9) Tanker Tows Britain Away...
In Protest Against Plate Tectonics.
But actually also in accord with prevailing oil
markets.
10) The Milton Keynes Butter Robots...
are a Slippery Slope to A.I. World Domination!
This is why a sentient and crudely
self-reproducing species of Concrete Cow was
created.
Though they often became distracted by circular
spaces,
which apparently compel them to hold meetings of
the marxist-collective,
so as to appoint bolitical cowmissars, and other
bulligerent and udderly pointless
shaky cowbell
postings, such as...
26) Time Travelling Beaver Astronauts
Very little of what is found in space is what is
expected to be found,
and very little of that has any right to be
there. These are accepted
and irrefutable facts. However, what most people
don’t know is that the
same can be said for time. It is possible to
find a qurple analyser in
the 11th century, or a phone with a stretchy
spiral cord in the 48th.
The mess that is outer (and indeed inner) space
can be attributed to a
great number of people and organisations, but
the mismatch of items
scattered across time have one main source: the
Time Travelling Beaver
Astronauts.
Featuring Brett "the Brawn" Bucktoothson,
Bobby "Backwards Chronology" Bountybrook and
Belladonna "the Brains" Belvoir.
In cinemas near you from... whenever, really.
It's being released in all ages that
have had cinemas,
while cinemas themselves are being released in
all other ages...
27) They Took Back Antares!
Antares is ours! Or it should be, by any rights.
We bought it, we own
it. But those silly little locals took it back!
Well, they won’t get the
better of us this time. This time we have a
plan, a plan to rival all
plans that were ever planned before. This time
we will succeed. What is
it they say? Five-hundred-and-seventy-third time
lucky? We’ll show them
who’s boss. We’ll show them a tiny band of Brave
and Honourable people
can never beat a Corporation. We’ll make them
regret that they took back
Antares (again)!
And so it went on and on and on. The Lizardmen
of Antares IV unseated the
Alligatorwomen from
'Posteriors'^* IV,
only to have the rug pulled out from under their
own scaled hindlegs and
counterweight tails,
confining them back to the swampy hinterlands.
^* Alligatorwomen's alternative history's name
for the homeland.
Eventually a large spaceship of a more advanced
civilization's making placed itself
into Posteriocentric
orbit
(the Alligatorwomen being 'in power' at that
point). A Rotund Bearded Man with a Cat
soon Appeared
before
the Alligatorwomen's Liberation Front Leader,
Santalia of the Knife-edged-Teeth.
"I will give you an otherworldly species of
warcodlile to ride at the Antaerean
Capital that no
Lizardman can withstand...
in exchange for 20% of your planet's resources"
he offered, as his Cat purritonely
fuzzcordioned across
his ample lap.
"Sure" she agreed, with a
macroserratomaxillarodontic-rictussmile and a
tokenlacrima
of authentication.
28) The Terrible Threat of the Bionic Aardvark
It was quiet, and still, and early enough that
colours had yet to
remember how to be more than grey-scale. Not
everything was right with
the world, but the things that were wrong were
put on hold, allowed some
breathing space. The simple noise of fluttering
leaves and humming
streetlamps sounded like life shuffling in its
sleep. It was the perfect
moment for something modestly amazing to happen.
Or something
straightforwardly terrible.
Two suns rose over Ant-ares III, alias the
hiveworld planet.
Its diminuitive inhabitants were cheerily
chirping about their daily affairs of
bliss.
Anti-social gatherings abounded, and several
films by quentin tar-ant-ino had left
the colonies' cinemas packed to the rafters with
adoring ant-fans watching
"the hateful eight-legged creature" and "once
upon an anthill in holywood".
Aye.
Holywood.
As in the termite-run movie studios.
But if we described this matter too long, it
would bore you to death.
Literally. (CONSIDERED CLOSED)
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Other highlights
1) [Spartacus divided up the She Ra and
Wizard of Oz screen time to rewatch all
of
these things between
them,
giving us a play-by-play account of
LGBTQIAAABDSMPP+ interpretations
thereof,
totalling 1001 items,
delivered of course with Epic Music]
So Adora is actually a Hyper-Dominant
Lipstick-Lesbian Girl-Power 80's-Icon
called
She-Ra, but SHE's ony
Out about this to three Allies.
The first is a suitably camply-voiced
etherial-rainbow divine-entity who lives
in a
crystal
skyhouse-dungeon in a
closeted-but-in-plain view location
(on top of a mountain that is
permanently shrouded in mist: i.e. a
pre-70's LGBT
safer space of Gondolin
class).
The second is a presumedly-bisexual
retired first-generation pro-domme
called "Madam
Razz" who wears
closeting looses and rides an
anthropomorphosized broom called,
unimaginatively
but truly, Broom. She is wise and
well-meaning if not always fortunate,
and is part
of the show's
non-ageism and a small crumb thrown to
diversity of bodyshape.
The third is Kowl, a rainbow-eared,
definitely non-gender-role conforming
part-Koala
and part-Owl; we
shall be pointing to various Trans and
Nonbinary actions, mannerisms
and opinions in this character later
(his double-act with male
'princess-in-distress' Bow is
legendary).
The 1-minute introduction goes to reveal
that Adora's horse Spirit
also transforms, now into an Alicorn
with rainbow wings: Swift Wind. Rainbows
also
appear behind She
Ra's great rebellion alliance,
consisting as you see,
mostly of female kinksters who always
publicly wear distinctive fetish
outfits.
Apart from Razz, who presumably keeps
Hers closeted under her loose exteriors,
and
Broom, who perhaps
understandably as an actual broom,
wears no clothes at all. Broom and Bow
are the only two presenting as male,
though
Bow clearly has a
penchant for Prince Adam's latest lines
in 1980's
gay fashion, all tight lycra trousers,
shades of pink, and a shiny-and-camp
heart
emblazoned on his
semi-skimpy armour. And Rainbows emanate
from the Sword of Protection
when transforming into She Ra occurs. "I
have the Power", she Hyper-dominantly
proclaims, and rightfully
uses this power to defend her many
female and/or LGBTQIAAABDSMPP+ friends.
She is Chief Custodian of the Safer
Space known as Whispering Woods, which
she
patrols at height atop
Swifty.
The bad guys are then introduced, from
patriarchal despot Hordak to TERF-cruel
Shadow Weaver and Catra
(a domme banned from the whispering
woods safer space for veering into
nonconsensual-sadistic
tendencies). And a three-legged guy
literally called Mantenna (need we say
more).
These all also wear bdsm outfits, apart
from Shadow Weaver, who has the
sharpened
black-polished nails
to fit the part, but also wears
closeting garb similar to Razz's
and is indeed eventually revealed to
have been 'trained' alongside Razz in
the arts
of -d-u-n-g-e-o-n-
"magic".
Episode 1 in fact has its own separate
introduction because the first few
episodes
were rolled into a
film called 'the "secret" of the "sword"
'.
The music for this starts with
"somewhere out there someone needs me"
(with no
heteronormativity,
cisnormativity etc assumed) "I don't
know how or where but believe me"
(inexperience with homoeroticism, kink
etc, not knowing where to find similar
people, and an appeal to
be believed for being sexually,
genderedly and romantically different)
"I'll walk the universe to find her" (so
this singer is looking for a woman, but
of
a kind that are few
and far between, a feeling well known in
local, if not online, fetish
communites, and this was 1985 so there
were no online ones then). "for the
honour of
love" (so, yes, a
relationship of some kind is being
sought) "by the power above"
(ie I am seeking a Top) "I have the
Power" (oh, ok, seeking a Switch then).
"A
stranger walked into my
world" (tall and handsome? ;) and what
"world" would that be ;) )
"and when he talked I really heard" (i
was into some of the same kinds of
thing) "he
spoke of things
like love and peace" (nuff said). "the
joy it brings will never cease"
(I like this, and nonvanilla is
infinitely varied). (she then repeats
previous
lines: love, power,
above, justifying the two Switches
interpretation).
"the truth of love will always guide us"
(these are properly caring partners, and
questioning, and
kink-questioning) "the strength above
will be inside us" (needs no comment :)
)
"Forever more we'll be together" (let's
make it a permanent arrangement) "our
hearts
will sew one to the
other " (told you so). And we're
introduced to another man in lycra,
an amazon in armour, and another Top,
now in Angel gear (or possibly a
Feathery).
Cut to another Feathery (just how many
will there be?), having nightmares about
the
Patriarchy
gatekeeping babies. She then picks up a
"sword" to derive some comfort.
Cut to a camp pink-trousered Prince
'preparing' his 'famous' 'spiced bread',
with a
non-gender-role-conforming
orange-and-green Tiger-Furry at his
side.
The prince stirs the dough and attains
"telepathic contact" with the second
Feathery. "You must come to
Castle Gayskull immediately" she tweets.
"Well, if it's a 'gate', 'where' does it
'go to'?" Questions the prince. "This
'door' has 'never opened
before' " says the Feathery. " And you
'want me' to 'pass through it'..."
says the prince, obviously confused by
the heteronormative imagery of the
rather
more worldly Feathery.
"I would 'go myself'. 'But as you
know'..." says the Feathery,
confirming she's had grown-up talks
about her preferences with this
open-pink-shirted prince before "but
i have no power outside this
-d-u-n-g-e-o-n- castle".
"Hold out your hand. This 'sword'" (oh
dear)... "Why, except for this jewel,
this
'sword' 'looks exactly
like mine' " (he says, immodestly, and
slightly peeved at not having
such fetching adornment in his
[censored]) "and like yours, it is meant
for someone
with a very special
destiny" says the feathery (oh, lol)
"Adam, please, ask no questions!"
she exclaims (oo er). So he goes through
'the gate'. With his Tiger. Into a
powder-puff makeup room
(sorry, we know those are trees). "Nice
place, uh" he says to the
pink powder-puff background. "the
laughing swan inn" he exclaims "it
sounds like a
happy place" (OK, so
they locate a LGBT-friendly bar within
what, 12 seconds of arriving
on a new planet? :) Can't be done
without a *bit* of practical
experience...) The
Tiger confirms it
smells like a happy place :) There is a
booted domme at the bar.
The musician, presenting male, is
sitting in a female posture, and wearing
pink
tights, happily harping
along. There is also a latex
air-stewardess and a rainbow-eared
floaty
creature next to a literally-closeted
(cloaked) man with an 80's
pornstar-moustache
and combat-boots on;
this is Bow. The bartender is
submissively deferential to the prince;
he only says "how may we serve you"
*after* the deferential sign. The barman
is not
familiar with
Furries, but is happy to learn, given
the prince's good natured charm,
and statement of universal rights too...
"your animal... he speaks?"
perplexed-look
"doesn't everybody?"
:) The barman is then surprised that the
tiger 'orders fish'.
Ok, now there's a robot menacingly
patting a 'metallic rod' outside. The
prince
ordered a 'leg of
chicken'. Ok, now, yes, not one, not
two, but three robots
with cattleprods enter the bar. Bow
responds by 'making a grab for his bow'
under
the table and
'extending it' (oo er). The robots
literally start throwing people out of
the bar
(boo, boo, boo). They casually attack
the wonderful harper (more boos). A
kneeling
apology on his part,
for daring to complain, is met with
physical violence (BOO).
Then we get the line "do you know what
I'm going to do with you, music-maker?"
The
pink-shirted prince
intercedes, true defender of his
community. Bow eyes him up,
whereas Kowl is dismissive (or is that
jealous?) The robot then threatens to
chain
the prince up. Bow
then disarms both cattleprod-wielding
robots with a single 'well placed arrow'
Bravo! He slides out of his hooded coat,
revealing finely toned abs and torso. He
objects to their
trying to capture and enslave the
prince. Things degenerate into a
'wrestling match'. Kowl expresses
non-macho-man solidarity with the Tiger
by hiding
under the same table
"mind if I join you" is his
-p-i-c-k---u-p---l-i-n-e- introduction,
followed by hiding UNDER the Tiger as
well! Bow, laughing camply and using the
shaft
of his bow "I am
not a 'citizen', I am a 'rebel'!" in a
stirring display of non-normativity.
"Thanks" "My Pleasure" is Bow and the
Prince's first exchange, as the one rams
a
bucket over the head of
the other's opponents. Camp hand-shake
while a rainbow winged creature
lands on Bow's shoulder: an omen? No,
it's Kowl again... Bow says the robots
have
friends in town and
invites the Prince to run away with him
to the safety of Whispering Woods.
That's kind of a bit early to suggest
running away with him, Bow, you've had,
what,
three lines of
conversation with this guy so far...
"from now on, my 'friend'
you are part of 'the great rebellion' "
Bow continues. And so they elope.
Meanwhile, in Hordak's dungeon
complex... (churchill college, by the
outlay,
identical square block
after square block with sciency torture
apparatus poking out of
most courtyards and windows.) The
hyper-dominant male is bethroned, far
above
various lycra-wearing
goons, one of whom has a mask on as
well, another clearly has three legs
(but we warned you of that already).
Another has a sucker for a face. Two are
in
domme-boots, one with a
whiplike tail to boot. Nothing left to
the imagination.
We clarify one of these is Scorpia, the
notorious Crunchy. The other is Catra, a
feline-voiced
furry-and-masked domina. Hordak turns
his arm into the first of many phallic
symbols
of patriarchal oppression - a las-cannon
- and damages part of his throneroom by
[censored] with it,
just to get a second 80s baddies' laugh
off.
Cut to the prince riding behind Bow on
the same aesthetically-pleasing and
often-shampooed horse,
rainbow-eared Kowl floating in tow like
an ironically-bowless cherub,
past the powder-puff-bushes and
pink-and-purple clouds. Idyllic bliss!
The poses of
several men in the
rebel camp are suggestive; some kneel
and most are 'polishing spears'.
Bow then introduces his new boyfriend to
Glimmer. Razz crash lands her way into
the
show, with flower
power on Her hat.
Glimmer, she of the bubblegum-pink hair,
then uses 'magic' to tie up a female
opponent at distance, but
some green dude grabs her,
which she likes not one cent. Green dude
is definitely creepy and up to no good.
Bow
moves in to save
the Lesbian-in-Distress from the gren
dude. But two enemy dommes
floor him. Scorpia intimates that she
will [censored, censored, and, just no,
censored, though ok, the
evidence for this is fair, so points you
do have].
So the Prince gets his sword out, and
turns into He Man. The tiger submits to
him,
and genderfluids
personality into Battlecat.
So enter a massively-muscled man in the
world's skimpiest armour atop a 15-foot
long
Tiger. Scorpia
makes similar threats to He-Man;
it's also made fairly clear that Scorpia
is at least Nonbinary, and possibly
Trans.
He-Man is then however cattleprodded by
a random extra as the Force Captain
gloats
on in dominant tones.
She indeed proceeds to emasculate him:
takes his sword and says "you are mine,
now".
Or was she just referring to the fact
she's had him tied to a table? Actually
both:
"you AND this
'curious' 'sword'" she says!
. . .
"You will have noticed that so far no
mention has been made of the Tin Man.
Aside from allegedly having no heart
(Aro) but wanting one and displaying
many of
its qualities
beforehand (Arofluid, Arotransitioning,
pro-body-modifying-surgery),
for this man lubricant is a sine qua
non. He needs an Ally to find, carry and
apply
said lubricant,
after which he is free to be Out (and
about, and himself).
And then, why he goes club-dancing as an
icebreaker. And my oh my, he is not only
a
Nudist but an
Exhibitionist, who just goes around
waving his MASSIVE CHOPPER.
And then joins the world's first Gay
Pride Parade skipping one's way down the
'yellow brick road' all a
chanting for 'lions, tigers and BEARS'
to join them, all the
way to the gate guarded by the world's
campest soldier, rifle florally arranged
(please ASK and do
TELL). A true friend of Dorothy's!"
2) The Mouse-with-Umbrella Badge for
"the Shy" we received will be further
worked on
to make a couple of
new badges. This is the most
useful piece of art.
We're hoping to link you to a copy of it
as well as a picture of that by now
infamous Fake Mr Man, Mr
Dead-Sheep, in the last week of term.
[Winterfell's Art]
3) So, one team gave us 400 puns in
pairs for 1920 points in which all the
bishops were septons, to
count double by being game of thrones
characters.
Another team, however, considered all
the bishops to be redacted-obscenity
from the Urban Dictionary. A
third team, predictably swanned their
way though 40
waterfowl puns, which, while named
"Swanduct unbecoming of the arcanum",
was
probably the gentlest and
cutest 1920-pointer for 400 coordinated
puns.
The 10-pun categories were indeed based
on at least one team pseudonym per
regularly-scoring team :)
4) Winterfell's Duelly: Our First Sword
got 46 kills before being taken out,
ending on 64.
5) The Hatters come out tops on number
of cakes provided. One cake was
decorated with fondant to look
like a zoo :)
We've asked for a photo record of this
(there are around 15 witnesses).
6) Outlier Prize: Together, our three
most high-scoring participants have
outscored our other 60+
participants combined.
This prize consists of an invitation to
write a short manual on how to play
Scavenger Hunt :)
For talent and dedication are *rewarded*
here, as well as directed to higher
purpose.
These three participants have agreed to
not have any alliances between them
next term.
Two will try to win again, now without
the third's help. The third will
instead help develop two or
three of the littler teams :)
7) The Rafferty-Hunt Prize goes to
"Spartacus" for selecting items that
could score simultaneously for
Cakefaeries and Confusing Anticipation
scav hunts.
Who were somewhat more confused than
usual as to why some such items were
delivered accompanied by
improptu epic music (so as to
double-score but not
Rafferty-double-score).
8) There are also prizes for the three
newer people who scored substantially
in weeks 6 and 7.
You more than anybody else made this
worthwhile to judge and think up list
items for :)
Similar thanks go to the newer Listeny
who agreed to join up with a Closeted
team. Between the four of
you, You Are Heroes :)
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