[Mkguild] Inspiration comes from weird places

[Christof M. Bradford]

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On 09/04/2011 01:49 PM, Nathan Pfaunmiller wrote:
> I've been doing very little MK writing lately.  When Matt posted his story
> last night, though, I had some inspiration.  Namely, the title of the story
> gave me a devious idea, and so here's my latest (semi-canon) offering.  I'll
> let the story itself do the rest of the talking.
> 
> Inconsolable Chrysanthemum, Inebriated Cockatrice
> by LurkingWolf
> 
> 
> He followed the alley, following the trail, which was fortunately somewhat
> damp because of liquor.  His trek was fortunately somewhat short.  At the
> end of the pathway, the trail ended at the tail of a strange creature, who
> cackled drunkenly as he slumped against a wall.  Shane recognized it as a
> cockatrice; a dragon's body led abruptly to the head of a rooster, one
> dragon wing pinned between the creature's body and the wall, and the other
> wrapped around a mug that the creature continually resorted to, only to find
> it empty.  It was still cackling intermittently when Shane arrived.
> 
Funny thing is, I'm working on a story about this fellow and his
husband/wife.  Gender is _complicated_ with cockatrices.  Though Norbert and
Richard are somewhat more chicken and less snake/dragon than the way that
you showed Norbert here.

> "Excuse me, sir!"
> 
> The cockatrice turned and saw the watchman.  "Hello problem, what seems to
> be the officer?"  He let loose another string of cackles, making Shane
> unsure whether the switched words were intentional.  The smell of the liquor
> was clear, though, as was Shane's duty.
> 
> "Sir, I've had a complaint about your conduct tonight.  I'm afraid I need to
> escort you home for your own safety."
> 
> "I'm not as think as you drunk I am!"
> 
> Shane rolled his eyes, then averted his gaze as the cockatrice turned to
> look at him.  "Sir, I have to insist that we get you home.  You can either
> cooperate, or I can take you in for an evening in the dungeons."
> 
> "I could just turn you to stone," the cockatrice commented.  He bobbed
> around, trying to make eye contact with the officer.
> 
Common misconception here.  While it is believed by many that cockatrices
turn their prey and threats into stone, what they actually do is cause
severe arthritis as all of the joints in the victim's body fuse together
into total immobility.

> "I'd rather you didn't, I'm allergic to being stone," Shane offered.  The
> cockatrice burst out in peals of laughter, apparently amused by Shane's lame
> attempt at joking.
> 
> "I like you, chief.  All right, I'll let you take me home.  I don't want any
> trouble."
> 

Richard is not going to be happy when Norbert is escorted back to their shop
and home by the Watch.

- -- 
I have an old tome.  A tome bound of flesh and scribed in blood.  It
holds many secrets, secrets for you to reveal.
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