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Post by sikesaner on Sept 6, 2018 2:18:41 GMT
Heads up to anyone reading this: there's gonna be unmarked spoilers. If you haven't read the story yet, go read that first, not this! :p
Ok so! First thing I want to say: holy heck. Holy heck, this thing is immersive. Mahogany of the mid-'70s feels like a real place. The familiarity with itself comes across such that I almost feel like I've been there, even though I didn't make it in time for the '70s. The people seem real--I don't know whether the shifting POV or the sort of emotional x-ray vision we're granted by Jodi's abilities are more to credit for this, but yeah.
And yet even granted that look of sorts into these people's states of mind, I was kept guessing with regards to what happened and why. I think "Con diddit" might have cropped up in my head once or twice, but only just. Same went for a slew of others. (I remember suspecting Everett of all people at one point.)
The biggest surprise was the guzzlord, though, and what a neat surprise that was. I suspected there'd be some sort of ultra space shenanigans once Nick's occupation came up, and expected it once Alola was mentioned. For some reason it just never occurred to me that there might be an ultra beast lurking right under the town. (Under the grocery store. Deep below the potatoes and such, a being of eternal hunger. Color me amused.)
So yeah, this whole thing kept me guessing throughout. Good quality for anything mystery-shaped to have, really. :D
I think my favorite thing, though, was the handling of all the neat powers and paranormal whatnot. The way Jodi and Lothian communicate is like nothing I've ever read before. (Somewhat related, I really liked how noivern abilities in general were handled, as well as the little glimpse we got of Lothiar's way of thinking and the sheer number of things he thinks of as just weird bats. Reminds me of kitties. Apparently we're all just weird cats to them.) Tacoma's spiritomb abilities and the nature of her dimension were fascinating, as well.
And on a related note to that? I like how this story tackled the matter of pokémon who were, according to the pokédex, apparently formerly human. I like the heck out of it. :D Plus dealing with a character who's still around after their own death is always a treat. And that's possibly the neatest way to evolve a fanmade pokémon into existence, not to mention probably the most adorable. Seriously, that was so sweet, omg. The happy ending (yes, happy, even though they all of course still have some difficult stuff to sort through) it led into legit made me smile. I'm still smiling.
Congrats on completing such a great story, and thanks a thousand for sharing it. :D
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Post by girl-like-substance on Sept 14, 2018 13:30:08 GMT
Ok so! First thing I want to say: holy heck. Holy heck, this thing is immersive. Mahogany of the mid-'70s feels like a real place. The familiarity with itself comes across such that I almost feel like I've been there, even though I didn't make it in time for the '70s. The people seem real--I don't know whether the shifting POV or the sort of emotional x-ray vision we're granted by Jodi's abilities are more to credit for this, but yeah. Thank you! I have exactly zero experience of the seventies myself, but I was sort of hoping that my hodgepodge research on what was going on in the US and UK at that time would pay off, and it looks like it did. Some of it for me is the level of random detail -- I know I put a few hours into figuring out what kinds of music people were listening to, stuff like that -- but I think a lot of it is exactly what you describe. Ghost Town is really long and sprawling, because I wanted to put time into all the little idiosyncrasies that make up a town, so with all that wandering through people's minds, and my concentrating on a small group of notable townsfolk with supporting characters who show up across all their different lives. And yet even granted that look of sorts into these people's states of mind, I was kept guessing with regards to what happened and why. I think "Con diddit" might have cropped up in my head once or twice, but only just. Same went for a slew of others. (I remember suspecting Everett of all people at one point.) I'm glad I kept you guessing! Like, depending on how you look at the mystery, it was either completely unsolvable or completely trivial: I didn't give you enough clues to figure it out, but I also didn't have a broad enough pool of major characters who could have done it for there to be much question. The biggest surprise was the guzzlord, though, and what a neat surprise that was. I suspected there'd be some sort of ultra space shenanigans once Nick's occupation came up, and expected it once Alola was mentioned. For some reason it just never occurred to me that there might be an ultra beast lurking right under the town. (Under the grocery store. Deep below the potatoes and such, a being of eternal hunger. Color me amused.) Couldn't have a story about secrets in Mahogany without making reference to the secret base underneath the grocery store! And also, I think the ultra beasts are great; you look at them and you know immediately that they're not from the pokémon world, that they're born of a completely different design ethos. Wonderfully spooky. And, well, I'm not likely to write any Alola fic any time soon because that feels like an amount of research I am ill-equipped to undertake, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to make use of that fantastic Gen VII creature design. So yeah, this whole thing kept me guessing throughout. Good quality for anything mystery-shaped to have, really. :D That's great to hear! I think my favorite thing, though, was the handling of all the neat powers and paranormal whatnot. The way Jodi and Lothian communicate is like nothing I've ever read before. (Somewhat related, I really liked how noivern abilities in general were handled, as well as the little glimpse we got of Lothiar's way of thinking and the sheer number of things he thinks of as just weird bats. Reminds me of kitties. Apparently we're all just weird cats to them.) Tacoma's spiritomb abilities and the nature of her dimension were fascinating, as well. Excellent! I really enjoyed writing all that stuff, particularly Jodi and Lothian's weird half-psychic, half-sonic communication thing. Mostly because it's a pun on 'vibes' as in feelings and 'vibes' as in sound waves, but also because it was weird and interesting and cool. Cats were definitely an inspiration for how Lothian views the world; I think he assumes birds are just bats with feathers because they can fly and have the same number of limbs, and that humans are really tall bats with great balance and lacklustre wings because they're mammals and they like physical contact the way that noivern does. And on a related note to that? I like how this story tackled the matter of pokémon who were, according to the pokédex, apparently formerly human. I like the heck out of it. :D Plus dealing with a character who's still around after their own death is always a treat. And that's possibly the neatest way to evolve a fanmade pokémon into existence, not to mention probably the most adorable. Seriously, that was so sweet, omg. The happy ending (yes, happy, even though they all of course still have some difficult stuff to sort through) it led into legit made me smile. I'm still smiling. Well, you know me, I hint that people are crushing on one another for 150,000 words and then wrap it up into one massive emotional gut punch at the end! :D I'm really glad you liked it. Ngl, a good 76% of the original impetus for this story was "70s lesbians", and that this massively self-indulgent story turned out to be something other people wanted to read too was a really nice surprise. As for ghosts, I feel like it's definitely the type with the most pokémon who have real narrative potential; some ghost-types seem to just be like random spirits without much connection to humans, which is itself fascinating (one of these days I'm going to write about dhelmise, which may just be the single best thing the series has ever produced), and some of the rest are humans who have been changed in a really dramatic and powerful fashion, which is also fascinating. Like, creating a spiritomb is a terrible thing to do, and it seemed like a fun ("fun") thing to investigate in fiction, but I also didn't want to leave Tacoma as a severed head for the rest of time, so I figured I'd give her something approaching a body. I don't think her issues with herself are over by a long shot, but then, neither are Jodi's. And I've got a one-shot planned for sometime soon in which we'll see both of them at a much more put-together stage in their lives. :> Congrats on completing such a great story, and thanks a thousand for sharing it. :D Thanks for reading the whole thing and then taking the time to review! It's always very much appreciated.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2019 19:24:28 GMT
Hi! I figured that after seeing your wonderfully in-depth reviews and hearing so much about your writing (specifically this fic) from a number of folks I look up to, I'd check it out, starting with chapter one. Because where else can you start? Actually, you could start with the title, which has plenty of meaning. One of these meanings is quite evident just from the first chapter: Mahogany is a ghost town, in that it is quite literally haunted by Tacoma's ghost. She has been murdered in cold blood, and now her ghost lingers in the town. This in itself lends some credibility towards other meanings -- like, that Mahogany is, in a sense a ghost town; in that it has been abandoned. Of course, it hasn't been abandoned by people (though it is small, Jodi makes reference to its community being a tight-knit one where everyone knows each other), but something is not right if there has been a murder in this quiet town. Or that Mahogany is "coming like a Ghost Town", in which opportunity is nowhere to be found in this town due to an indifferent government and a dire economy, thus leading to anger and fighting among the youth; given that this fic is set in the mid-70s, a very bleak time (as noted by that brief recount of ongoing world affairs), and that a recession looms over Johto, I'm going to speculate that this is partially what this is in reference to. Regardless, it's a very apt title for this, and emblematic of many themes presented by this story (possibly, speculating only off the first chapter). Something else that is dealt with in this chapter, in such a manner that I'm going to guess is a major theme in subsequent chapters, is Jodi's gender. The premise set up is a fairly simple one -- she's coming home for the first time as herself -- but it's done impeccably here. In any context, coming out to folks at home is going to be quite a significant personal event; this is no less true when that home is a small rural town in the mid-70s. And especially when that coming out happens hours after Tacoma's body is pulled out of a river, and doubly especially when it takes the form of being blurted out while processing this news. Jodi's family is accepting of her, though, even if it is a lot to take in -- and the scene that this happens in is a deeply touching one. On its own, it stands so well; there is an excellent description of the "raw emotion swirling around the room" and that their shock was akin to her own, "brutal, paralysing." This is a perfectly normal response to the situation, because it's a situation that carries so much gravity. Moreover, her father's heavy language carries a lot of weight, given that her mother can't tell him off for it as she's so floored herself. Yet there's no hostility, just shock -- and subsequently, questions; Jodi is very matter-of-fact about it, which makes a lot of sense, given that this is the reality she's lived with for about a year, and also that it's such an awkward situation. Her parents love her very much, which is shown prominently throughout this chapter, and they all share an embrace. But what makes the scene stand out so much is how it relates to the context of the story. Because regardless of her coming out, Tacoma Spearing is dead. This line is repeated throughout this chapter, and it is an accurate depiction of grief; even after she's had the initial swell of emotions regarding it (the scene in which she reminisces over their relationship is done so well, by the way; they were childhood friends, and even if they drifted apart quite a lot over the years, it's evident that Jodi still held her dear), the fact remains at the front of her mind, making its presence known on a regular basis. Tacoma Spearing is dead. And yet the fact that Jodi can live in her own skin now, the fact that her parents took her news well and that she can live as herself among those she holds dearest is some solace. It's a major personal triumph handled with more than enough weight and dignity to make it emphatic and beautiful. There's also the scene with Ella, too; she's a bit quicker to catch on and digest the news than her parents, and there's a bit of dry humour in how it's dealt with ("You can just do that?" "Yeah, you can.") that makes it so endearing -- speaking of endearing, actually, the whole style in which this fic is written is so engaging and personal that it's hard not to get sucked in; the thing that best exemplifies this for me was the "(she won't say this)" exchange Jodi has with herself early on in the chapter. But aside from the technical side of things, there are a lot of details about the world this is set in that make it stand out in that regard, too. Take Virgo, for example; Virgo comes up in the middle of quite a heavy exchange in an attempt to lighten the mood. Jodi is clearly a knowledgeable character, and so she reflects that it should be obvious that Virgo is hibernating. This gives us an insight into Ariados as a species, and relates it back to Jodi's family. Even in light of such a heavy day, family is family, and it's nice to have them when things are hard. This leads me onto the final scene of the fic, which links me back to the beginning of this review and Tacoma's ghost. There's that description of her dream, first of all, which is very vivid and immediately sets a dark atmosphere for proceedings; the emotional aspect of it immediately surfaces, too, in that Tacoma's dead, her life has changed immensely since her childhood years, Tacoma's dead, life and time will ceaselessly march on in spite of this, and Tacoma's dead. Yet it soon becomes clear that she's not entirely dead, and even though Jodi doesn't know this, she takes it upon herself to get to the bottom of this, because who is she if she dismisses the cries for help she hears as a psychic? So she investigates, and the imagery of the dead of night coupled with her traversal of the cold masses of snow builds tension superbly well as she ventures into the night. There's the moment in which the confusion reaches a climax in the breaking of her bond with Lothian, and then it all becomes clear as the voice identifies itself as Tacoma's in an excellently done cliffhanger. And I haven't even mentioned Lothian yet! He's such a good boy, and I shall love and cherish him dearly. I'm a little jealous of Jodi for having such a good pal, tbh. Overall, this was one hell of a first chapter, and there's a few things I didn't even get to talk about (like, how Jodi's deadname is approached so tactfully while still managing to be a pretty compelling plot element that promises to be explored thoroughly) because there are just so many positives to go over. I'm very excited to read more of this fic, and indeed of your work, and I cannot wait to see how this murder mystery unfolds. (The closest thing to a negative that I have is that I've been listening to the aforementioned Specials song for about an hour while writing this review, and I'll definitely be hearing ska trumpets as I sleep tonight, but that's definitely a self-inflicted wound and also not really a negative.)
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Post by girl-like-substance on Aug 24, 2019 22:29:48 GMT
Hi! I figured that after seeing your wonderfully in-depth reviews and hearing so much about your writing (specifically this fic) from a number of folks I look up to, I'd check it out, starting with chapter one. Because where else can you start? Chapter six, maybe? It’s semi-standalone. :V But seriously, thanks! Ghost Town is my baby, in that I wrote it a few years ago and haven’t been able to move on from the cast since, and I’m always happy to like, have the opportunity to talk about it. :P Actually, you could start with the title, which has plenty of meaning. […] Or that Mahogany is "coming like a Ghost Town", in which opportunity is nowhere to be found in this town due to an indifferent government and a dire economy, thus leading to anger and fighting among the youth; I might’ve known you’d be the first person to pick up on the Specials joke, haha. Yeah, all of these are correct; ‘Ghost Town’, in addition to being a neat thematic lynchpin, is one of the songs that was in my head when writing this. Unfortunately, it couldn’t make a diegetic appearance in the story itself because it wasn’t around in 1976, which is a source of great sadness to me. :V Something else that is dealt with in this chapter, in such a manner that I'm going to guess is a major theme in subsequent chapters, is Jodi's gender. [...] It's a major personal triumph handled with more than enough weight and dignity to make it emphatic and beautiful. Aw, well, thanks! :> Always nice to know the main action of your first chapter lands, haha. Even if it’s there mostly because (a) it’ll be a cold day in hell before my protagonists are cis and (b) Jodi needed a safe base from which to operate in Mahogany, because after all it’s hard to find out who murdered your childhood best friend if you have nowhere safe to stay in town. :P Besides, I’ve written a lot of characters with strained relationships to their parents, and, well, sometimes it’s nice to have things go well. We maybe don’t write about these kinds of comings-out as much as the traumatic kind, but both are experiences that should be catalogued, you know? speaking of endearing, actually, the whole style in which this fic is written is so engaging and personal that it's hard not to get sucked in; the thing that best exemplifies this for me was the "(she won't say this)" exchange Jodi has with herself early on in the chapter. Cheers! This is a bit of an older one at this point, but I think it still holds up okay. I was doing a specific thing with the voice I used here, and it probably isn’t quite the way I’d handle it now, but that’s all right, I guess. Seems like I didn’t do too badly, from your reaction! But aside from the technical side of things, there are a lot of details about the world this is set in that make it stand out in that regard, too. Take Virgo, for example; Virgo comes up in the middle of quite a heavy exchange in an attempt to lighten the mood. Jodi is clearly a knowledgeable character, and so she reflects that it should be obvious that Virgo is hibernating. This gives us an insight into Ariados as a species, and relates it back to Jodi's family. Even in light of such a heavy day, family is family, and it's nice to have them when things are hard. I’m glad it’s a thing you enjoy; it’ll probably become clear fairly quickly, I love to make up random bits of lore on the fly and cram them in as I go along. Can be something of a headache if they don’t add up to anything coherent, lol, but at this point I think it’s probably safe to say Ghost Town is old enough that most of the things aren’t actually inconsistent. This leads me onto the final scene of the fic, which links me back to the beginning of this review and Tacoma's ghost. There's that description of her dream, first of all, which is very vivid and immediately sets a dark atmosphere for proceedings; More on that dream later. It’s no coincidence that the Silverblack mountains and the snowy trail comes up so much, or that Jodi’s still dreaming about it seven years after the fact. So she investigates, and the imagery of the dead of night coupled with her traversal of the cold masses of snow builds tension superbly well as she ventures into the night. There's the moment in which the confusion reaches a climax in the breaking of her bond with Lothian, and then it all becomes clear as the voice identifies itself as Tacoma's in an excellently done cliffhanger. Glad you liked it! I always knew this was kind of a weird first chapter, right, since it’s mostly Jodi coming home and the inciting incident, such as it is, only happens right at the end, but I put it together that way for a reason, and it’s good to know it holds together the way I intended! And hopefully you’ll stick around and see how it was Tacoma ended up shouting helplessly into the night, too. ;) And I haven't even mentioned Lothian yet! He's such a good boy, and I shall love and cherish him dearly. I'm a little jealous of Jodi for having such a good pal, tbh. Everyone loves Lothian, it seems. I think it’s basically because I made him a weird pointy dog? I didn’t really know what a giant fruitbat with a bit of extra pokémon magic to raise its intellect would be like, so I just went for ‘affectionate dog’ and that seems to have been the right move. If I made you jealous, that’s … actually not half bad, haha. As is probably pretty clear, the biggest draw of the pokémon world for me is that, you know, you get to hang out with monster pals, and the wonder of that is definitely something I try to work into my fics. Overall, this was one hell of a first chapter, and there's a few things I didn't even get to talk about (like, how Jodi's deadname is approached so tactfully while still managing to be a pretty compelling plot element that promises to be explored thoroughly) because there are just so many positives to go over. I'm very excited to read more of this fic, and indeed of your work, and I cannot wait to see how this murder mystery unfolds. Thank you! It’s … not quite the story it appears to be, haha, but to say any more than that would be kind of a spoiler. I hope you enjoy the rest of the story! And thanks so much for such a long review. I copied and pasted it into a document to write up my response and it was well over a thousand words, which like. That’s a lot for someone to have written about a thing I wrote! So, in conclusion, <3 (The closest thing to a negative that I have is that I've been listening to the aforementioned Specials song for about an hour while writing this review, and I'll definitely be hearing ska trumpets as I sleep tonight, but that's definitely a self-inflicted wound and also not really a negative.) Y’know, I’ve been listening to the same Specials song writing this response, so like, what goes around comes around, I guess. :V
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2019 16:23:43 GMT
This contributor cannot recommend engaging with them under any circumstances.” i;m gonna kick this contributor's ASS Chapter Two starts off with a bit of an introduction to Tacoma, specifically that she's lost -- which is a killer opening line, by the way -- and that she has a strong disdain for Keith. Which is fair, given how he's described; "jumped-up little prick" isn't really an inaccurate description given how vague and condescending (those constant references to "your uncle") his dialogue comes across. The rock is a focal point of the chapter, for reasons that become explicit later on but is certainly hinted at: a cracked rock given as a gift from a Ghost Studies professor to an Extradimensional Research one? It can only be Spiritomb, which is a very interesting concept and it's criminal that it's not really explored much in fanfiction. Because, y'know, I can't imagine that being trapped in a rock with about a hundred other souls is particularly nice. Also, it makes for an interesting description of the murder from Tacoma's point of view, in that it's very sudden and disorienting -- I suppose it's when she suddenly switches from being in the human world to being in the rock, but it's treated as though it's when she's dragged down at the end of that passage by whatever lurks there. I'm genuinely not sure when you'd say it actually happened, but that definitely works here, because dying and becoming a ghost isn't the smoothest transition, is it? Then we pick back up on Jodi's reunion with Tacoma. It's never really occurred to me that a Spiritomb could fit into somebody's hands, really, but it's a strange image; even stranger is realising that you're just a disembodied head bound to a rock by some purple mist. As is explaining to your childhood friend that she's dead and her body was found in a river, and the emotional toll that last one takes on her feels very real. Not just because, you know -- death -- but because of the immense change both of them have gone through since they last met. Jodi is trans, and Tacoma is... well, dead. Or, to put it far more eloquently: She's trapped in a rock whose inside is a terrifying void and her only alternative is to stick her head out into this unfamiliar room and see all the ways in which Alex's life has become something she no longer recognises. That's an absolutely killer line and I love it. The next section of the chapter gives us more of that reunion now that everything's settled (to an extent, because situations like this don't just settle) and, arguably more importantly, more of that Premium Lothian Content. What a good pal, I love him. There's more exploration of what it means to be an empath, for one, and I really like the lore you've given it; of course it's something that'd take up a lot of energy, and I can't imagine it'd be good for your diet as a result, so Jodi being a ravenous eater both makes sense and also strikes a chord (because honestly, even though I'm much less psychic, I can relate). I am distraught that Lothian can't eat chocolate and am starting a petition at once for Noivern-friendly candy, though. Joshing about aside, it's very poignant seeing Tacoma struggle to come to terms with her situation. Nobody should be expected to, really; dying and becoming a Spiritomb isn't a thing that just happens, and it must take an incredible amount of strength to even comprehend living with it. Tacoma's still vulnerable, and there's things she isn't willing to talk about, which is completely understandable and is helped by Jodi being a great friend. I also appreciate Tacoma trying to use humour to help deal with it in the next part of the chapter, when she's all alone and left to explore what it's like inside the Spiritomb realm. The thing that stood out to me especially was her little jibe about Ghost Studies finally being useful; she's not wrong, really, and it is a funny thought. Of course, laughing is hard when you're still coming to terms with being a ghost trapped inside a rock. A part of that involves realising that she never comes back -- an unfortunate side effect of doing Ghost Studies would be facing the realities of being a ghost, wouldn't it? Her family just assuming her train is running late, waiting to see her for Christmas only to get the news. Great decision leaving that mental image to the reader instead of showing it to us, because it's not something she'd ever see -- and I think that's all the more painful. Lothian is still adorable, by the way, as he's described as being basically on top of Jodi; I love how affectionate he is. Yet this chapter does a good job of keeping a consistent tone, especially after such heaviness, because we are immediately contrasted with Tacoma and Nikole, who will no longer get to share that wake-up ritual because Tacoma is dead. Speaking of changes, Tacoma learning that Jodi is... well, Jodi, is also a poignant moment. It's the 70s, after all, so it's fair that it takes a moment to properly sink in, and her being reminded of the magazine she read -- thinking that it's not something she'd ever come face to face with, until it was -- is also excellent and very much grounded in reality. It takes some getting used to, but it's just a fact of life that she's Jodi now. “I really missed you, you know,” she whispers, her voice thick with unshed tears. It feels like a stake hammered through Tacoma's chest. : ^( The last leg of this chapter, then; there's that theme of Tacoma properly getting her head around Jodi's transness, and also having a bit of a gay panic too -- which I can respect and is adorable! Sure, a bit of it is still general panic -- more focused at herself, because this is her first experience with a trans person and though she knows that this is fine, Jodi is who she is and that's okay, she's still getting used to it and doesn't know how to react to a lot of things. Writing the whole 'understanding and generally successful coming out' thing from the perspective of the person who is being come out to is a genuinely interesting perspective on it. Anyway, in contrast to all this change is the equally heartbreaking prospect of things staying the same with the library and the people in it. (I've gone 1,000 words without a musical reference, I cannot help myself; I get strong The Kinks Are The Village Green Preservation Society vibes from all this reminiscing about small towns and their unchanging ways, and to quote "Do You Remember Walter," how "people often change but memories of people can remain." And I love all of that because it's one of my very favourite albums.) Anyway, then we get to the explicit reveal that, yes, Tacoma has been Spiritomb'd. Everyone, including the Spiritomb here, has a viscerally negative reaction to finding out about the story of Spiritomb -- which is fair, because honestly, there are certainly happier stories -- but Tacoma and Jodi also have negative reactions to the writer of this book proceeding to shit all over Spiritomb as a species. And I can agree with that; I stand by what I said earlier, I'll kick this contributor's ass. But we get directions on where our protagonists are going next: to find out about all of this, about why this rock was important, and to catch the killer. Overall, this was a properly excellent chapter and I really liked it; I know you've described this as a "murder mystery, but not really" and I'm very intrigued to see how the mystery develops and how it, err -- doesn't. I'm so excited to read more of this whenever I have time! :>
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2019 12:03:59 GMT
“Say Sunday? I have this new record I think you'll really like. This German band, Kraftwerk? Never heard of them before, but they're clearly going places.” Well, I was looking for an excuse to revisit Trans-Europe Express... Onto chapter three: those first paragraphs drop us right back into Jodi's shoes as she recounts her morning so far. For one, there's the whole matter of letting everyone find out about her on her own terms, which is much easier said than done because of folks like Carrie -- which is just the nature of this setting, unfortunately. Lorna is a spot-on depiction of every librarian I've ever met, though, and I really like the new edition analogy here. It's so sensible that it's kind of ridiculous, and that's just how librarians are. Anyway, when we're back in the present with Tacoma, there's that oddly philosophical question of "how much do souls weigh?" that seems fitting for a Spiritomb and is also an interesting question physically. Trying to retrace Tacoma's footsteps is difficult, which is interesting because strangling isn't a particularly immediate way to go; given what we know about how this happened, I do wonder if there's more we've yet to learn about the manner of her death. Like it maybe happening in the park, for example! (Going back to Kraftwerk: I'm now on the song "Hall of Mirrors," and I have to say it fits the atmosphere of this fic very well both lyrically and sonically. Very spooky, and that "looking glass" hook seems weirdly appropriate... not an experience I anticipated, honestly, but I'm certainly not complaining.) The imagery of the park (and of the town in general) is spot on, especially with all the talk of recession, boarded up windows and threadbare faces; it's all very reminiscent of the Specials song this fic shares a name with, because we happen to be in a particularly miserable time in recent history. I'm glad we have Lothian to brighten the mood in these dour moments, and the dour imagery like that of Con's tree. (I'm very intrigued to learn more about Con, mind; he's a small-town cop who used to be a little shit himself, there's bound to be something to say about that.) Another dour image that is much less novel is that of Tacoma's bloodless murder, which is such an impermanent image and yet that'll always be known as the place where Tacoma died. But hey, thanks to our very good Noivern pal, we have a lead: Uncle Nick's pen! Not a happy thought, by any stretch of the imagination, and it has some less-than-great implications -- but we're getting somewhere? (While I type this, I'm reminded how sinister Trans-Europe Express gets after Europe Endless -- almost dirge-y, at some points. Not what I usually associate with Kraftwerk, the same guys who did The Model and Autobahn, but it's eerily fitting for this. I mean, I guess stranger things have happened? A synth-heavy German album from 1977 about long-distance journeys and the disparity between how things look and how they are; a fic set in the winter of 1976 that deals heavily with coming home from university, being a trans person, and the place you grew up being plagued by a murderer... when I look at it that way, I suppose there are certainly less appropriate soundtracks. and there's the name, of course) Tacoma gets that much-needed break to cool down, though that doesn't mean that uneasy atmosphere goes away. If anything, it only gets worse when there's nothing to focus on -- because everything is so unclear and all we have is one clue, which came someone who isn't supposed to be in Mahogany right now, and now the history of Tacoma and Jodi growing apart is starting to creep back in. It is headache-inducing, and I don't even have psychic powers; I can't imagine trying to soothe someone who's trying to get to the bottom of their own murder is easy for either party, you know? And not to mention that there's that uncertainty over whether or not getting a ghost back in their body -- or at least, not Spiritomb'd -- is possible... At least her wingull isn't with her. Pocket description: his name is Jack, but long years of unintentional training mean that he also answers to 'bastard'. oh hell yeah baby!!!!Gabriella's an interesting character, isn't she? One advantage of a fic with such a small scope is that there's that you have more incentive to work with the ordinary people of the town and how they fit into the most extraordinary circumstances. In the grander scheme of things, Gabriella lives in a bungalow next to a petrol station and is at the very most an eccentric; in a much grander fic, we'd likely never learn much more about her. But we do, and it opens up some very intriguing possibilities. For one, there's the snapshot on how the rest of the town is taking this (not great; it's only natural there'd be lots of gossip, but still... I'm not discounting the good Mr. Flanagan as a witness, either.) There's another lead, as well: the Crowne car with Kantan plates. This isn't a conventional murder mystery, you're right; Jodi has taken matters into her own hands, her friend is dead, and she has been doing this for one morning (and, reasonably enough in the circumstances, it feels much longer than that). “What's more important than my eldest daughter?” She smiles, and Jodi's breath catches in her throat: that's her, she's her daughter, how amazing is that? “How is Lorna, anyway?” ;w; Back at home, the atmosphere seems to be a lot less uneasy. Seeing Jodi's mum fuss and preen over her is adorable; fussy mums are a universal constant, but seeing her put all of this effort into making sure that she's happy as Jodi is heartwarming. Even if everything else going on makes this a lot more bittersweet -- and by no means is the unease totally gone, because Tacoma's right there and, as observed by Jodi, probably listening. But hey-ho, the smaller the scope of the scene, the more prominent Lothian is! Their partnership is the best, honestly, and I love it so much. We even get him absolutely tearing into some pomegranates, too! This is so blessed; almost blessed enough to make me forget that the disembodied spirit of Jodi's recently-murdered best friend is in the room at the same time. Overall, this is an excellent chapter; it carries the tension along nicely and gives us our first leads in the investigation at a nice and timely pace. It's such an engaging read, and it's one of the more unique fics of this kind that I've read -- not least because of how much life it breathes into the world, especially when that world is a ghost town in the dead of a 1976 winter. I can't wait to get to grips with the rest of this wonderful fic! :> (...Dammit, Trans-Europe Express even ends on a light-hearted note. I'm very disgruntled at how well this works.)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2019 23:22:25 GMT
On chapter four, and as it turns out, there is a lot to say about Con, isn't there? As I said earlier, small-town cops who were formerly wee shits in themselves usually lend themselves to being interesting folks, and this guy is no exception. By which I mean, it has taken me no less than three reads of this chapter before I was finally ready to start writing this up -- and it's a very good chapter, to be fair; one that I've beat around the bush for long enough. Without further ado: Police Chief Connor Wicke will be perfectly honest with you: he's not having a great week. We start with quite the understatement, it seems; the first section of this chapter isn't terribly long, but it tells us a lot about Con from the off. Takes his job seriously, even if that job is rarely that serious; unfortunately in this case, it is. His dedication to keeping the town safe is admirable, he's blunt and something of a miserable git, and he's very no-nonsense. When he's got a job to do, he will do it. And the job he's left to do is not a happy one, unfortunately. Leaving the breaking of the news to her parents four chapters in is a good choice; it's something I wondered if it was ever going to happen, and around about the end of the last chapter I just kind of assumed it wasn't. Nope! It feels authentic in that regard, because it's something nobody wants to be involved in but is also an inevitability. Right from the off, they know what's happened; the way that their reactions are written are painful to watch -- grief has a way of reducing people into rubble, and this is a particularly harrowing description of that; there's nothing more painful than losing a child, and that pain is captured in some nice turns of phrase. Not an easy read, but hey-ho, it has to be done, doesn't it? And Con's right, that doesn't make it any easier. It doesn't get any easier in the fic, either, because we're met with the morgue -- and Tacoma's body. Con's not having a great one, is he? (Side note: I do like Ishihara's backstory a lot, especially that contrast between Mahogany as a whole just accepting her and her Froslass with Con's own bigotry against Jodi, but more on that specific point later.) We do get something interesting from this sordid ordeal, at least -- she wasn't strangled as first thought, but rather was electrocuted. She didn't suffer at least, which is a small solace? There is that massive question of motive, though, if there is one -- but then in the grand scheme of things, it feels a bit insignificant, because to borrow a phrase, Tacoma Spearing is dead. We also learn about her history of self-harm, get a rough estimate for her time of death, and that's that. Which is fitting. The imagery of all of these police officers having their partners out and by their side is a pleasant one, I have to admit, though in these circumstances they can be forgiven for taking breaks -- we also have that massive lead in that the search is on for an Electric-type Pokémon (or at the very least, something that can use an Electric-type move like Charge Beam). It's also really interesting how the financial situation of Mahogany, 1976 plays into the investigation -- there are a lot of things to consider, and it all comes together like a great big jigsaw puzzle, doesn't it? I've noticed this is the only Con-POV chapter (barring maybe the ensemble but hey who knows?), which kind of saddens me because the prospect of seeing two different parties piece everything together would be a nice one... but then it's inevitable that Con and Jodi would meet about this; it's a small town, and Jodi is (was) Tacoma's best friend. And this is indeed where that transphobia and homophobia comes in, isn't it? Like I said, it's really interesting that this comes up in the same chapter as Ishihara's backstory being mentioned, because there is that contrast: Ishihara is accepted as Mahogany folk, because she's been there for so long, but Jodi? Con speaks about her with disgust; she's unnatural, that type of thing doesn't happen here. Toby even has her down as a "homo" -- which Con looks at him with a bit of disdain about, not that he disagrees. Which is genuinely interesting to me, and really sets this fic apart: a lesser author would have used this for shock value, treated these characters like one-dimensional villains, tried to brush over it completely. Here, it's shown authentically and contrasted with other behaviours that imply there's real opportunity for change and growth -- yet it's not excused, either; it's quite clearly depicted as being shitty, because it is shitty. His understanding of it is rooted in misconceptions and clearly flawed logic, and he doesn't make an effort to change that, he just dismisses it as an "or something" and continues to be disgusted by it. Which is an unfortunate reality. (It's also very interesting that it's the cop characters who are the first people we see vehemently reject Jodi while also knowing full well about her situation, mind you -- and he doesn't really get any credit for not letting it get in the way of his job, because being impartial in delivering justice is his job.) More info about the pen, and Nick isn't exactly the most reassuring character -- rightfully, question marks are raised -- and there's all the more evidence that this wasn't premeditated. It's clear that all of this is taking its toll on Con, though, and he's a very interesting character because it's evident how much he cares about the town. It's to a fault, because as much of a miserable old man as he is, he's certainly willing to prioritise its needs over his own. He's clearly stressed, and it's showing. For his own good, he should take a break, really. Nikole! We get a glimpse into more of Con's own past, and then we get the point that Nikole could well be witness in a murder. So that means that it's time to call on Jodi, and there's that conflict in him once again; it's such a tense and uneasy scene that I really don't know what to say about it. Which works, I will say, because it's certainly an interesting perspective -- and once again, credit for not really doing anything that absolves him of blame, because he is still a bit of a bastard for this. There's that contrast between Con and Michelle as well; she took to Jodi with ease, he's not really doing a good job at hiding how disdainful he is... all of these contrasts are dead interesting, and there is that hope that he's capable of changing his ways? We wrap this up with us getting another lead -- the chapter house. I apologise if this review was a bit choppy to read, but overall I did really enjoy this chapter; it was an interesting perspective to see things from Con's perspective, and the structure of Con's inner monologue plus his dialogue with Jodi certainly helped to make the subject matter of the latter half of this chapter an uneasy read -- which I have to give you credit for, because it's very rare that someone tries to write something like this and pulls it off so tastefully. Con is definitely one of the more interesting and unashamedly flawed characters of this type, and I'm so very intrigued to see where all of this leads.
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Post by Dtmahanen on Oct 18, 2020 5:21:33 GMT
Well goddamn that was a joyous ride to read again.
It's been way too long, but I'm back to review Ghost Town again, and this time, because of the Longform Exchange, I was able to read the whole thing.
And MAN WAS THAT A RIDE.
Let's start with the basics. 1970's Mahogany Town feels so good for this. The small-town vibe this gives off allows for the sense that everybody knows everybody, and any small change to the status quo throws everything off for everyone, for better or for worse. Jodi is the perfect example of this: unapologetically trans, stubborn as hell, and so perfectly able to call people out on their assitude due to being able to literally catch them lying. In a town that is so completely stuck in a toxic routine that's grinding its people to dust, Jodi's limping in on her cane and, however slowly it may be, chipping away at the horrible core of the town. It helps that she's also a super compassionate person, and when she's loyal to someone (Tacoma) will go to any length to make sure they're okay, or help them if they're not. Every single time Jodi was on the page, I was invested in her struggle and rooting for her to prove her worth to everyone.
And then there's Tacoma. Our favorite brooding spiritomb got so, so many more layers since I last reviewed in chapter 5. Not only learning the true source of her anger from so long ago, to her beginning to manifest her pokémon abilities almost as a way of lashing out, she proved to be the most fascinating character of the story. And HOLY HELL THAT ENDING. That final scene of pure, unadulterated rage was utter bliss to read. I'm not exaggerating when I say I was pumping my fist in excitement as I was reading what was going down.
Speaking of rage, let's talk a little bit about the supporting cast, because they were all really interesting in their own right. Jodi's parents are definitely on the more positive end of a coming out story, and as I've mentioned before, it's so nice to have an example that's not absolute tragedy. However, it becomes much more apparent that they're also super overprotective, and may be a little too quick every once in a while to deny her the agency she so desperately craves. Friggin' boomers. Ella is ... oh god, she's like so many of the teenagers I teach, it hurts my soul in the best way possible. Sam and Gabbi are delightful as ever, and having the two other LBGTQ+ people act as foils and role models for Jodi and Tacoma to help them figure out how best to navigate the world (and sometimes how not to) is lovely to see as well. Nick is fascinating, and I'll leave him at that, and Con ... well, he's the rage I'm talking about. He's this weird mix of pathetic, conniving, and just downright mean (I mean, come on with trying to justify that crap with the cane, as if I didn't despise him enough already), and he's a clear figure that you're not supposed to like, and the reveal at the end ... well, I was surprised, but really, in a lot of ways, it wasn't surprising at all.
I mean, this review is just gushing at this point, and I haven't even talked about the plot yet. But in a lot of ways, I'm not really sure how much the plot even matters. The characters are what matter, and you knocked it out of the park. This was delightful, this was harrowing, this was spellbinding, and I'm so happy that I finally had the excuse to read it again so I could tell you that.
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