Feb. 15th, 2020

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As you all know by now, February 15 is International Fanworks Day! This year, the OTW will be celebrating with our now-traditional chatroom games marathon. You can find details of all today’s activities below, but be sure to check out our previous post for more information on the rest of our #IFD2020 celebrations.

About the IFD games session
The OTW’s Public Discussion chatroom and games is a 29-hour party from 23:30 UTC on 14 February that will go through until 04:00 UTC 16 February. The times listed below are all in UTC, but you can click the link to see the time in your own timezone.

OTW staffers will be moderating the room and hosting a series of fandom-themed games for you to participate in! Check out the game descriptions below and click through to our public chatroom to join in the fun. Please note that these chatrooms will all be moderated in English.

February 14th
23:30 – Circle Stories — Eliot (Abuse and Tag Wrangling)

February 15th
01:00 – Trivial Pursuit — Kirsten Korona (Board and Communications)

02:45 – That’s Life — Kirsten Korona (Board and Communications)

04:00 – Lyrics Round Robin — Pam Haas (Communications)

05:15 – Don’t Get Me Started — Pam Haas (Communications)

07:00 – Poetry Round Robin — Pokestine (Tag Wrangling)

08:15 – Trivial Pursuit — Pokestine (Tag Wrangling)

10:00 – That’s Life — C. Ryan Smith (Development & Membership)

11:30 – Circle Stories — C. Ryan Smith (Development & Membership)

13:00 – Don’t Get Me Started — Anhaita (Translation)

14:45 – 5 Things — Anhaita (Translation)

16:00 – Trivial Pursuit — Jess Hindes (Communications)

17:15 – That’s Life — Adi (Translation)

19:00 – Don’t Get Me Started — Chrome (Tag Wrangling)

20:15 – 5 Things — Chrome (Tag Wrangling)

22:00 – Poetry Round Robin — Izzy (Tag Wrangling and Policy & Abuse)

23:15 – Lyrics Round Robin — Izzy (Tag Wrangling and Policy & Abuse)

February 16th
01:00 — Circle Stories — Haley (Tag Wrangling)

03:00 — Countdown — Pam Haas (Communications)

You can join the chatroom here. To keep things manageable, the max capacity is capped at 50 people at any one time, so if you’re unable to get in for one event, do try another.

Details About the Games
5 Things
How to Play: During this game the host will name a topic and players in the room will call out examples from their favorite fandoms. This will repeat for at least 5 rounds. Be prepared to explain why your answer counts (maybe you’ll recruit someone new to your fandom!)

Don’t Get Me Started
How to Play: Prompts are posted by the moderator, and participants in the chat will type up responses as if they are going off on a rant about the given topic. There are no winners or losers, just ranting in solidarity with fellow fans (but remember to keep it PG!)

Countdown
How to Play: The host has a list of 7 clues. After they type each clue into the chat room, anyone can guess what the answer is. If no one guesses, the host offers the next clue. The game will continue until someone has guessed the person, place or thing BUT the sooner someone guesses the answer, the more points they will get! After 3 rounds, the person with the most points wins.

Circle Stories
How to Play: The moderator posts a sentence or two to begin the story, and from there, participants take over. The first person to write another sentence or two to follow the last accepted response continues the story. It will be left up to the discretion of the moderator to choose which response to keep if there are multiple responses posted very close together.

All the while, the moderator keeps track of the story as it progresses and periodically reposts the whole story for reference. Each responder must wait until at least two responses have been posted and accepted to take a new turn. The circle story goes as long as it needs to.

Lyrics Round Robin
How to Play: During this game, we’ll collectively write FANDOM lyrics to replace those of a familiar song. The host will choose the song and type out an alternate first two lines. Then those in the room will write the next lines until the song is finished.

Poetry Round Robin
How to Play: During this game, we’ll write a FANDOM poem. The host will choose a style (limerick, haiku, sonnet, or ghazal) and post the first line. Then those in the room will write the next lines until the poem is finished.

That’s Life
How to Play: Participants will first name a character that they know well for each round. Every round will consist of two random questions posted by the moderator. You will then share how the character you chose for that round would answer the questions as if answering from their point of view. For each round, you will name a different character to answer the new questions. There will be roughly 5 minutes for you to come up with answers to each set of questions.

Trivial Pursuit
How to Play: Like most trivia games, the host will ask a question and the first person to answer correctly wins that round. Because we’re online and you’re free to do searches we’re going to add another factor, which is time — you must answer within 3 minutes. But you can call out your answer as soon as you think you know. If you have the correct answer, the host will type your name and award you a point. At the end of the game, whoever has gotten the most points will be named the winner!
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About halfway through the first chapter of The Bigwoof Conspiracy the pages start turning themselves. You’re in Sticky Pines – where things get weird – and there’s no way out. You’ll just have to keep on reading.

It’s a town with secrets to keep. People are missing. Bigwoof – a sasquatch-type creature – lurks in the forest. Alien lights appear in the sky. With all the kit she needs in her backpack, twelve-year-old Lucy Sladan is on a mission to unravel Sticky Pines’ mysteries. Unfortunately, no one believes she has seen the beast with her own eyes and when her photographic evidence is tampered with she begins to suspect the situation might be even more murky than she first thought. That’s as far as this review goes, plot-wise. No spoilers! But I will tell you that the town of Sticky Pines is original and atmospheric while Lucy is a brilliant sassy-nerdy hero. She has some ace lines, the swearing-not-swearing being particularly funny. As a matter of fact, all the book’s characters are well drawn and Lucy’s interactions with them deftly written.

With a cast that includes a purple-haired paranormal geek, a sinister sweet-factory boss, a terrifying creature, oddball hippies and a man dressed as a banana it’s not surprising other reviewers have spotted a dash of Scooby Doo in The Bigwoof Conspiracy. So far, so fab. Jinkies, Scoob, what’s not to love already? There’s a pinch of Stranger Things, too, and a smidge of X-Files. But what this book mostly resembles – for me at least – is a smart and quirky B movie: a bonkers cult classic that’s a joy to watch while stuffing a bucket of popcorn into your face. The sort of movie that leaves you grinning up at the screen as the credits roll and gagging to watch all over again.

How does it score on the Snort LOL-o-meter? Well, the humour-level fits the story perfectly without overwhelming the rollercoaster narrative. Bigwoof is woven through with screwball moments and zingy dialogue that keeps the chuckles coming.

In short, The Bigwoof Conspiracy is one of those books I would have gobbled at ages nine through twelve and it should have even the most reluctant of readers begging for more. It’s a proper caper: a forget-your-worries-because-fun-is-happening-whether-you-like-it-or-not kind of book, and I heart that. We don’t give out stars but hey, in this case, let's say tens, tens, tens across the board. My only complaint is that I’m now dangling from a cliff by my fingernails. Aaargh. How could you, Dashe Roberts!? Roll on The Thing at Black Hole Lake.
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Another project I have to mention that got me into horror, was that show that you were involved in called Eerie, Indiana. As a kid watching the "Foreverware" episode, it just left an indelible mark on my mind. And I always feel like that show was Twin Peaks for a younger audience.

Joe Dante: Well, it was. It was, in a way. It was also pre-X-Files. It was X-Files junior.

Did you get approached to be a part of that? Because you ended up directing several episodes.

Joe Dante: I talked to the guys about doing the pilot. And I really liked it. I got pretty close to the group and I got involved in the casting and all that, and I really had a good time. And when the pilot sold, they said, "Why don't you come on and be the creative consultant?" And so I got to have input into all the stories and all that kind of stuff. And whenever I was available I got to direct some. I was supposed to direct the one that I'm in, which is the last episode, the "Reality Takes a Holiday," where Marshall learns that he's an actor in a TV show. And I was working on Matinee, or I was going to work on Matinee, and I wasn't available. I said, "But I'll play myself."

So I'm in it. But it was directed by Ken Kwapis. And it was supposed to be the last episode of the show, and it was designed to be. But there was another episode, that they hadn't run, about backward masking, because it was considered too controversial. There's this father, and he doesn't want his kid listening to rock music, but when you play it backwards... that was in the news at the moment as a sort of a controversial religious thing. They wouldn't run that episode at all. But when they put the show together for the DVD, they took that episode and put it last, even though it's from the middle of the season. And so you don't get to really enjoy "Reality Takes a Holiday" as the end of the show, which is what it was supposed to be.
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Not that I'm good at follow through... *stares at book club* (I promise I'll get that back up and running while I'm out recovering, if it's still something you guys wanna do. I have QUITE a list of books that are relevant).

Anyway.

1. I was talking with D, as I do frequently, about how cool it would be if Eerie fans got to write for any Eerie reboot - because HONESTLY I cannot imagine Eerie continuing without some of the amazing fanon this fandom has come up with. So I had a thought that we could have like. An Eerie writers' room and...create Eerie scripts? And then maybe do an Eerie Continues podcast or something?

I'm not sure how that would work wrt fair use/copyright, but I'm sure we could find a work around. If worse came to worst we could just treat them like podfic. I still have my kiwi6 account that doesn't get nearly enough use.

2. I'm rereading "Pairing: Pendragon/Merlin" cuz it's one of my favorite fics ever written and always gives me warm fuzzies, but it's also making me think about how fandom changes over time and all that and there's also a trans positive Harry Potter zine in the works so I thought: If I curated an Eerie Zine would anyone be interested in a) contributing to it and b) having a copy?

Anyway this is what my brain does when I have too much time to think, apparently.

(DEAREST FROODS, MASTER ARCHIVIST OF EERIE FANDOM, I have no idea how to tag this, I apologize)
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Marshall ran a soft cloth across the front of the Evidence Locker, grimacing as a thick layer of dust quickly built on the yellow fabric.

"At least you know your mom kept her promise not to come up here while you were at college," said Simon, running a similarly begrimed rag over the opposite door.

"That's true," said Marshall, picking up a can of compressed air and angling the nozzle at the dull brass of the key plate. He worked the washcloth into the raised filigree around the lock, then stood back to examine his work.

The dusting apparently completed to Marshall's satisfaction, Simon set his own cloth down and began gently scrubbing the hinges with a toothbrush.

"So how come you're not storing this stuff in your dorm?" he asked. "Driving all the way from Indianapolis with a bunch of cursed objects in your back seat must have been pretty scary."

"It wasn't great," Marshall admitted. "But my roommate isn't going home for Christmas and I can't really leave him alone with a cursed pillowcase that will eat his face in the middle of the night while I visit my folks for two weeks."

Simon picked up the ziplocked plastic sandwich bag containing the blood-smeared pillowcase and turned it over in his hands.

"I guess not," he agreed. "Did it really eat that girl? It looks kinda lacy to be a people-eater..."

"That's what it wants you to think," said Marshall. "If that ForeverWare freezer bag wasn't keeping it in suspended animation, the blood stains would have already vanished and it'd back to hanging out in the laundry room, trying to sneak into some unsuspecting sap's whites wash.

"Wow," said Simon. "Who ever thought that ForeverWare would be on the side of the good guys? College must be weirder than I thought."

Marshall nodded.

"Let's get all this junk locked away," he said, gesturing to four bulging file boxes that represented a single semesters-worth of weirdness at Indianapolis U. "I still need to type up my notes and things, but that can wait 'til later. Once we're done up here, I can catch you up on the deal with the on-campus dining hall."

"Haunted?" asked Simon, his eyes shining.

"Oh yeah," said Marshall. "At least four ghosts, and I've not even checked out the mezzanine yet. But that's not the scary part. The entire cafeteria staff? Ghouls."

Simon gasped.

Ongoing Verse: Trusted Associates Inc

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Ongoing Verse: Writer

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The storms had brought heavy cloud cover, and the golden pool of light shed by the small desk lamp looked warm and almost liquid compared to the louring grey skies outside.

Marshall set two mugs of hot chocolate down on the cluttered desk, careful to use coasters despite the surface being pockmarked with stains, scorch marks and even the occasional gouge.

"Hey," he said. "Remember that old tombstone radio we took out of the Secret Spot a while back? I was in the kitchen and it just started playing a bunch of old-timey ghost stories. Come check it out."

Simon looked up, rubbing tired eyes with ink-stained knuckles. In front of him, a scattering of Polaroid photographs completely failed to tell a story and a handwritten report had long ago degraded into illegibility.

"I can't," he said. "I'm supposed to be looking into UFO activity over the Eerie Cemetery, but everything I can find points to it being just another illegal zombie rave. I need to give this client something by Friday or risk angry phone calls on Monday morning."

"You won't be fit for UFOs or zombie clubbers if you don't take a break occasionally," said Marshall. "You can finish up the cemetery job tomorrow. I'll give you a hand if you like."

He saw Simon's hesitation, sensed his wavering resolve, and decided to go in for the kill.

"I'm pretty sure I heard Boris Von Orloff's voice on there," he said. "You always say you wanted to know how his post-death comeback was going."

"That's true..."

"And we did kinda sorta almost help Harley retroactively wipe out his entire career..."

Simon sighed and stood up.

"I guess..."

Marshall grinned.

"We'll just listen to a couple, to show support," he promised, already opening the office door. "Bring your cocoa."


Ongoing Verse: Trusted Associates Inc

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Ongoing Verse: Holmes Brothers

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Ongoing Verse: Euclid

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Janet applied the last layer of silvery glaze, handed the empty bowl to Tod and stood back.

"What do you think?" she asked.

Tod deposited the ramekin into a sink already full of dishes soaking in hot, soapy water, turned back around, and considered.

"Looks great," he said. "I mean, it's a giant-sized bust of a Creepy Garbage Man made of filo pastry, so it looks terrifying, but it's an excellent likeness."

"Good," said Janet, wiping her floured hands on her apron before picking up a rolling pin. "That's what I was going for."

Tod rested one elbow on the scarred wooden worktop that ran the full length of BF Skinner Junior High's only designated Home Economics classroom, flipping through the food-stained pages of an ancient and well-worn cookbook.

"What do you want to do with it?" he asked. "Technically it's not baklava if you don't layer the nuts and butter before baking, but mix them with honey and stuff them into the head cavity and I bet you'd still get-"

He was cut short by the crunch of a rolling pin being driven through several dozen paper-thin layers of crisp, golden pastry, followed by a resounding crash as her swing carried through to strike the table beneath. As he watched, Janet drew back her arm and delivered several more crushing blows to the confectionary Garbage Man, reducing his hollow skull and vacant face to slivers and shards of dough.

After a few moments, Janet set the rolling pin aside, breathing heavily. A fine mist of airborne flour drifted between them, like gunsmoke after a showdown in an old Western, settling in their hair, on the counters, and on the shattered effigy between them.

"Thank the Corn," said Tod. "That thing was way too creepy to eat."

Janet laughed.

Ongoing Verse: Janet

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After the rain, the world was outlined in silver. Fat droplets of water clung to the edges of leaves, threatening to spill over. The rough edges of the curb were rendered smooth and glossy beneath the sheen of damp, and the grass glistened as every blade bent beneath it's liquid burden.

Sparky took one step away from the shelter of the overhanging porch, and then another. The sodden earth gave beneath his feet and wisps of steam hissed and spiralled around him as he walked.

The Hellhound barked, a deep, booming expression of pure joy, and bounded into the garden.

Ongoing Verse: Microwave

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