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Türchen #19

Auch heute gibt es wieder eine Szene aus DarkFairys und meinem Projekt

Warlords

Diese Szene stammt ebenfalls aus dem zweiten Band. Etwas später als die erste Szene und mit einem unserer Lieblingscharaktere.

Kurz vorher gibt es auch eine Zeile, die es so vermutlich nicht in die Endfassung schaffen wird, aber uns momentan, also zumindest mich, immer wieder zum Schmunzeln bringt: Wenn die Wellen sanft den Leichnam umspielen …

Sorry …

Kommen wir zum siebzehnten Schnipsel:

„Hey… wenn du weiter so gräbst landest du in meinem Schlafzimmer und da haben kleine Mönche wahrlich nichts verloren!“, ertönte eine Stimme vom Rand des Grabes her. Coelestin musste nicht aufsehen um zu wissen, wer dort saß.
„Was willst du?“, fragte Coelestin gereizt. „Aber, aber wer wird denn gleich so aufbrausend?“, scherzte Luzifer und schob sich seinen Hut etwas aus dem Gesicht. Er stand nun in voller Pracht und Größe direkt vor Coelestin im Grab, mit einem Fuß auf dessen Schaufel gestützt. Gedankenverloren blickte er über ihn hinweg in den Himmel, während der Wind die Feder an seinem Hut umspielte, sich aber sonst weiter kein Haar oder Stoff an seinem Körper bewegte. „Sag, Coelestin, ist das Meer nicht eine wundervolle Schöpfung des Herren?“, fragte er nach einer Pause. „Die Freiheit und die Unendlichkeit, die sich in seinen sanft wogenden Wellen widerspiegelt. Eine wahre Wonne, die man sich bis in alle Ewigkeit ansehen könnte.“ Wissentlich zitierte er den Verstorbenen, ein hämisches Grinsen auf den Lippen.
„Nimm den Fuß da weg. Ich habe zu tun!“, fauchte Coelestin und sah dem Höllenfürsten hasserfüllt ins Gesicht.
„Wut steht dir gut, kleiner Mönch.“, erwiderte dieser nur und nahm Coelestins Kinn zwischen Zeigefinger und Daumen, damit dieser sich seinem Blick nicht entziehen konnte. Sein Grinsen wurde nur noch breiter, als er den Zorn in des jungen Mannes Augen noch besser sehen konnte. Coelestin hätte den Höllenfürsten am liebsten angebrüllt. Ihm ins Gesicht gespuckt und ihm alles vorgeworfen, was bis jetzt passiert war. Mit einem Ruck riss er seinen Kopf aus der Hand des Satans. „Ja ich bin wütend! Auf dich, weil du mich nicht arbeiten lässt!“, sagte er, wohlwissend dass es eigentlich nicht stimmte.
„Coelestin…Coelestin…“, wisperte Luzifer in dessen Ohr. Er stand nun hinter ihm, seine Hände auf Coelestins Schultern und zu ihm hinab gebeugt.
Coelestin riss sich los und wirbelte herum. Er schlug mit seiner freien Hand nach dem Höllenfürsten.
„Aber nicht doch…“, meinte dieser nur als er elegant auswich und wieder auf der anderen Seite auftauchte. „So wirst du mich niemals treffen. Du bist geblendet vom Zorn, mein Freund.“, erklärte er finster und schob sich den Hut mit einer Hand etwas tiefer ins Gesicht um den Ausdruck seiner Augen zu verbergen.

Hinter den Kulissen

Ach, ich mag Luzi, wir beide mögen Luzi … es macht einfach sooo viel Spaß ihn zu schreiben …

Ihn würde ich ganz dreist auch zu den guten Bösewichten zählen … 😀

Heute erschien außerdem mein Gastbeitrag im Nornennetz zum Thema „Märchen als Weihnachtstradition“: Da bleib ich doch lieber bei Märchen!

Anne

Türchen #12

Auch heute wieder gibt es einen Schnipsel aus

Warlords

Dieser Ausschnitt aus dem ersten Band von DarkFairys Senfs und meinem Projekt zeigt eine andere Seite unseres oft leidenden Hauptcharakters … Tja, wer feiern will …

Der zehnte Schnipsel

Auch Coelestin ließ sich auf dem Boden nieder.
„Verdammte Straße! Muss die so holprig sein?“, murrte er und massierte seine Stirn. Sein Schädel brummte immer noch.
„Alles in Ordnung?“, fragte Grace besorgt und strich ihm zärtlich über die rechte Schläfe.
„Mhm… der Abt hat mich gestern Abend zum Wein eingeladen. Wir haben bis spät in die Nacht getrunken. Aber keine Angst ich hab nichts gesagt, was ich bereuen müsste. Ich kann mich noch an alles erinnern. Ich hab nur tierische Kopfscherzen“, erklärte der junge Mönch und schloss die Augen.
Corwyn grinste und nahm ein Hemd und eine Hose aus dem Sack.
Liebevoll strich Grace ihm über die Wange und gab ihm einen Kuss auf die Schläfen, dann lehnte sie sich mit einem Lächeln an ihn. Pride musste aufgrund der Erklärung laut auflachen.
„Der Herr Abstinenzler hat ’nen Kater, wie find ich das denn…“, scherzte er.
„Nicht so laut bitte“, grummelte Coelestin, „und außerdem, wer sagt, dass ich gar nichts trinke? Nur halt nicht sehr oft…“ Corwyn lachte.
„Stimmt, ich kann mich daran erinnern wie du einen Abend betrunken ins Kloster zurückgekehrt bist. Du wolltest ja nicht bei mir übernachten. Pride ich sage dir, wenn der Kerl was trinkt, dann auch richtig!“ Der Gaukler schwelgte in Erinnerungen.
Coelestin machte ein leicht säuerliches Gesicht.
„Das hättest du auch für dich behalten können“, murmelte Coelestin ohne die Augen zu öffnen.
Ihm war es hier eindeutig zu hell und zu laut und zu holprig. Er legte einen Arm um Grace und war kurz darauf eingeschlafen.
„Er hat mal wieder zu wenig geschlafen“, kommentierte Corwyn und lächelte.(bearbeitet)
„Dann sollten wir alle wohl mal einen Trinken, wenn das ganze hier vorbei ist!“, schlug Pride heiter vor.
„Du solltest dir mal eine andere Beschäftigung angewöhnen.“, murmelte Grace.
„Das könnte interessant werden. Auch wenn Coelestin stockbesoffen ist, ist er irgendwie erstaunlich klar. Er lallt zwar sehr und torkelt. Am nächsten Morgen hat er dann auch einen tierischen Kater, aber er weiß trotzdem immer noch was er gemacht oder gesagt hat. Zu hoffen, dass er im Suff ein Geheimnis ausplaudern wird, ist bei ihm vergebens“, überlegte Corwyn laut.
Coelestin kuschelte sich derweil enger an Grace.
„Pride findet alles lustig wenn er stockbesoffen ist…“, erklärte Grace angriffslustig und schloss Coelestin in die Arme.
„Und du schläfst nach nen paar Schlucken ein!“, konterte ihr Bruder.

Hinter den Kulissen

Für diejenigen, die unserem Projektblog noch nicht folgen:
Coelestin und Corwyn sind Marinas Charaktere. Pride und Grace werden von mir geschrieben.

Merkt man das eigentlich?

Anne

Türchen #5

Heute schauen wir uns ein weiteres Projekt an, dass nicht nur auf meinem, ähm, Mist gewachsen ist:

Warlords

Zusammen mit Marina von DarkFairys Senf tauchte ich vor fast zehn Jahren in diese Welt rund um den Mönch Coelestin ein. Es geht langsam voran. Hin und wieder könnt ihr ein paar Hintergrundinfos auf unserem gemeinsamen Blog erhaschen: DF.PP Entertainment. Die Geschichte basiert auf einem RPG.

Diese Szene spielt im zweiten Band und zeigt einen unserer Lieblingscharaktere …

Der vierte Schnipsel:

Als die beiden Frauen verschwunden waren machte sich Conan auf die Suche nach einem geeigneten ‚Opfer‘. Nicht lange und Conan hatte eine junge Frau entdeckt, die ganz seinen Vorstellungen entsprach. Er ging zielstrebig auf sie zu.
„Guten Abend, was verschlägt eine Schönheit wie dich in die Tristesse eines solchen Ortes?“, sprach er sie an.
„Guten Abend, mein Herr. Ich bin hier, weil ich den Ruf des Herrn vernommen habe“, entgegnete die junge Nonne selbstbewusst.
„Den Ruf des Herrn? Wie konnte er dich den hier her locken?“, fragte er weiter.
Skeptisch beobachtete er die junge Frau, wenn das so weiter ging könnte er sich sein kleines Abenteuer wohl an den Hut stecken.
„Ich habe erkannt, dass mein bisheriges Leben reine Sünde war“, erklärte die Nonne und lächelte.
„Sünden sind doch menschlich… was hast du denn so sündiges getrieben?“, wollte er mit einem einladenden Lächeln wissen und stützte seine Hand an der Wand ab um sich ein bisschen dichter zu ihr zu beugen.
„Bevor ich hier her kam, habe ich Männer wie dich für Geld getötet“, meinte sie und warf dem Rebellen einen eiskalten Blick zu.
„Obwohl… manchmal habe ich sie auch lediglich entmannt…“, lächelte sie diabolisch.
„Ich denke nicht, dass du auch nur die geringste Chance hättest derlei bei mir zu versuchen…“, hauchte er ihr ins Ohr, während seine Hand auf dem Schwertgriff ruhte.
„Ach, glaubst du?“, säuselte sie zurück und Conan verspürte etwas Spitzes und kaltes an seinem Hals.
„Ich bin noch nicht lange hier und ich kenne Kerle wie dich, gleich als ich dich das erste Mal sah, habe ich meinen Dolch geholt. Den, den die Mutter Oberin bisher nicht gefunden hat.“, sie entfernte sich ein Stück von Conan und lächelte ihn kalt an.
„Ich war einst Assassine. Gegen mich bist du ein Nichts, Süßer“, hauchte sie und ging davon.

Hinter den Kulissen

Na gut … vielleicht war das eben geflunkert, denn Conan ist der Charakter, den wir am wenigsten mögen. Es war daher besonder schwer, ihn überhaupt in Szenen einzubauen. Sehr oft gab es ein „Müssen wir den schon wieder schreiben?“ oder „Ach, der pennt einfach noch …“, zu hören.
Allerdings macht es auch Spaß, sich mit ihm zu beschäftigen, denn er ist derjenige, der öfter die dümmsten Sprüche ablässt und wir somit absurde Situationen direkt mitkommentieren können …

Naja, mal gucken, was das mit ihm noch wird. 😀

Anne

DF.PP Entertainment re-animated

DarkFairy and my mutual project DF.PP Entertainment is getting back into business!
Inspired by my idea for my Advent Calendar Fairy wanted to use it to get back into writing herself.

But to fill our slumbering Blog with new life we need your help!

Below the topic Your picture – A story“ (/“Dein Bild – Eine Geschichte„) we want to write short stories for the pictures that are send to us.

And these are the rules for submissions:

  • You have to own the right to the picture. (You will be named in the post of course – except if you want to stay anonymous)
  • The picture has to be decent (no propaganda for violence, racism, pornography, etc.)
  • The picture has to be send as mail (attachment or link) with the subject “Your Picture – A Story” to one of the following adresses:

We will try, but we can’t promise that there will be a story for every picture (and maybe not a translation if the story is written in German). If we write a story, it will also be linked with the picture on our own Blogs (my collection will be here: Your Picture – A Story ).
So, if you want to help us continuing what I’ve started with the Advent Calendar and help us to get into the proper mood to finally finish our book „Warlords“ make sure to send us pictures.
We greatly appreciate all the help we can get and look forward to all the things we’re going to receive. 🙂
PoiSonPaiNter

The Soundtrack of my life – excerpt

Instead of the 20th Weekend Guess, I wanted to finally cover something Fairy posted over at Darkfairy’s Senf a couple of months ago:

Which song stands for which chapter of your life and why?
(translated from the post)

As I already contemplated the different chapters of my life in a couple of posts and am able to think of a few songs, I guess I might as well do her the favour and write about it – instead of so many other things that are still unfinished, again.

Though instead of choosing a song that would best describe that part of my life in retrospective I chose the songs that have affected me at at those times, which is also why this is only an excerpt as I can’t remember all of them.

Live, PoiSonPaiNter

During my time in the Secondary School (Realschule) I was one of the most avoided people around, but as I described here, was there one song in particular that made me rethink my behaviour: Leb (Live) by Schandmaul.
In particular the lines were they describe a person barely straying away from the flock, unable to lift their head from the road before them and not seeing the nice things that life provides for them. I rarely looked up or went out on my own during that time as the few people I considered friends back then usually had to ask me out. It’s probably not a surprise that I know more about cartoons and anime from that time than about parties and celebrities.
When I changed to Grammar School (Fachgymnasium) my soundtrack changed as well. The defining songs that created my alias (see: link) became more and more important to me. Edguy’s Wash away the Poison and Painting on the Wall became synonyms for how I felt when nearly no one around even thought of interacting with me. During this time the interest for Metal that was spurred shortly before I learned about Leb was broadened to new bands, including Avantasia. This resulted into one of my favourite concerts at the Wacken 2008, my very first festival.
With Avantasia came new songs, most prominent amoungst them Memories. This song accompanied me into the beginning of my studying years, just as the instrumental song Reqiuem for a Dream and Invasion, Treachery and other songs from the Bleach soundtrack frequented my player. The epic-like scoring of the songs just made me re-listen to them over and over again. It just felt like with this „background“ music I could accomplish anything. Even though, in Invasions case, it is still misspelled in the play-list and I still mishear the lyrics…

Fear, Anger, Mighty Canines and Knight Shoes

Towards the end of studying more Metal came into my focus due to me attending a couple of more Wacken (2010, 2011, 2012) and the Metalfest. Through this I re-learned about Powerwolf and Sabaton, but also about Letzte Instanz that would provide me with a song that I can no longer listen to while thinking. For many people their studying years become the best years of their life, I can’t say the same for several reasons. One of which is the fear of losing my mum when she was diagnosed with cancer in 2011, which made Ohne Dich (Without You) such an emotional song for me. On the opposite emotional scale did Alestorm’s Keelhauled provide me with the needed stress-/anger-relief whenever I turned up the volume while driving and sang along just as loudly.
Powerwolf and Sabaton on the other hand gave me songs that just grabbed me and took me along with so much energy that I do not grow tired of hearing them, even after seeing each band live for several times (six and four times respectively).
Prayer in the Dark and Saturday Satan also managed to get into the Soundtrack for the book project of Fairy and me: Warlords (its own Blog: dfppentertainment.wordpress.com), but the most defining one is Sabaton’s Carolus Rex. It not just perfectly portrays our Nameless King, the whole album reminded me of something I had forgotten for some time: My home town used to be Swedish during the reign of Karl XII. (aka Carolus Rex). 😀 Regardless of that do the songs of both bands, like Ruina Imperi and Amen & Attack, still hold enough power without additional (personal) meaning to them.
Currently my new soundtrack is still in progress, but To Hell and Back and Resist and Bite are some of the songs I currently can’t skip when they start playing.
In a way did my Soundtrack change from moody and relatively slow to fast power numbers with strong lyrics and rhythms. This is also portrayed in the way I am now, as I became more outgoing than I used to be a couple of years ago. I am no longer bound to a flock, I travel or attend concerts on my own and pretty much do things the way I want to do them. And I am fairly certain that music played a major role in this development.
PoiSonPaiNter
P.S. If you are interested to have a go at this again, feel free to use my translation, but don’t forget to mention Fairy as original Blogger.

On the Road: Through a bit of Germany 2013

Unlike 2012, where I wanted to visit a few people, last years journey through Germany was highly influenced by the festivals I attended.
It was long since decided that DarkFairy and I would be attending Wacken again and when Black Kat and Schnitzel proposed the idea of attending the M’era Luna as well I had to consider this carefully. As I mentioned before, Wacken always takes place in the first week of August, whereas the M’era is sometimes during the same weekend, other times during the one before or after that. This year it was the weekend after Wacken. Attending both festivals would mean I had to drive to the other side of Germany twice in a short amount of time. To avoid that I thought up a couple of possibilities to make it only one trip. Fortunately I again found people who could offer me a place to stay for a night or two and I could participate in both festivals.

Japan in Berlin and a surprise concert

The journey again started in Berlin (B) on the 26th of July where I would stay at Liathano’s place again. On my way to her I  picked up a member of the Black Pack (the group Kat, Schnitzel & Co belong to) that also wanted to get to Berlin and we spent the morning in my overheated car – it’s air conditioner is kind of non-existent. With delay, as I miscalculated the time – again – we made it to Germany’s capital without melting and I set her off at her intended destination before reaching mine.
For the evening Liathano had decided to take me to a shop called „Neo Tokyo„, where you could buy tons of Manga, Anime and gimmicks surrounding these things. I was a little bit disappointed at the offerings and Liathano seconded me on that, but said that it was probably just business running slow. It is after all a quite specialized shop and being in the middle of Berlin might not even help with that. After I had decided to only take a few volumes of different series‘ I’m reading we went on to find some food. Not far from the shop is the cáfe  „Mamecha“ where you could buy and eat a variety of Japanese food, alongside a vast amount of different drinks. Surely I didn’t miss out on that opportunity and Liathano had a lot of fun watching me try it.

Yummy and interesting food...

Yummy and interesting food…


If your interested I started with a Miso Soup that reminded me of, well, Sauerkraut. I also got a Bento box that included rice, extremely sweet omelette that had been roasted with horseradish (interesting how in German it is called „Meerrettich“ (Sea-radish) and in English it is horseradish XD), weirdly sweet spinach with sesame, Umeboshi (red, salty and sour cucumber-things) and Hijiki algae with carrot bits. And yes I eyed a couple of things in suspicion before I ate them…
We also discovered that you should be careful of mixing the (vanilla) ice and the soda of a Melon Crème Soda, it creates evil foam, but is still refreshing and tasty. (Kat and I also discovered a similar effect with a drink of Cider, Pils and currant liquor when we were in the pub for my birthday last month, but Kat was less lucky than me and her drink spilled quite a bit before it stopped.)
For the evening I met up wit Lil‘ Kat and a couple of her friends as we had planned to go to the „Wikingerbar“ (Viking bar) to catch up. But as it was full we decided to go to the „Pech & Schwefel“ (Pitch and Brimstone) around the corner instead. Which turned out to be a good decision. With a tankard of (in my case Beltane) Mead (sweet woodruff and meadowsweet)  and beer for the others we shared our stories and enjoyed the Hungarian Laterns, the live band that played that night. It was a nice surprise, but kept us from talking much more and as I was to depart early the next day I couldn’t stay that long either. Catching my (last) bus I returned to Liathano’s place.

Pen & Paper

Early in the morning I bid my goodbye to her and went on to meet up with my passengers for the route to Kassel (C). As I had a lot of stuff in my trunk for the festivals it wasn’t that easy to include other peoples luggage, luckily I am rather talented at real life Tetris. 😀 When we arrived in Kassel I managed to drop them off one of them right in time for her to catch a train to her place.
After both of them were gone I made my way to Nazgul, who was already eagerly awaiting me. Beforehand he had asked his DSA (Das Schwarze AugeThe Dark Eye) group if I could join them for their adventure that evening and they agreed. That time they however played a round for Earthdawn, so I couldn’t use the character I had created back in 2009 when I played with Fairy and her friends on our first meeting. In preparation of this I had to consider what I wanted to play and Nazgul provided me with several files of information the different races and professions.

My doodle of V'ashtay

My doodle of V’ashtay


In the end I decided to play a female Nethermancer T’Skrang (magically apt reptile person) by the name of V’ashtay (Those who noticed my several Doctor Who posts might discover the inspiration of this name in these two: Vastra & Vashta Nerada). As Nazgul and his Dungeon Master (the one telling and supervising the story, if you are unfamiliar with the term) didn’t talk about it they both prepared character sheets for me, the DM thankfully filled them with the basic stuff.
The story we played was also quite interesting:

The group of heroes was investigating the appearance of several thick magic treats that could not be destroyed that easily, but could cause high damage if ingested with powerful magic. They had already put a lot of effort in their research and had a new lead that they wanted to follow. Just as they were about to get closer to a new lead their quarters were searched by an unknown party and all their notes were stolen, even from the vaults. Luckily the most important object, an old magic book that might include the spell that used the treats, was still in the possession of the groups Nethermancer. Provided with shelter and food my his fellow sorcerer he made it his task to fully translate the book, while the others investigated the break in. (Rough version of what happened)

As you can see above I also took my time while the other’s worked on their characters to doodle mine. Oh, and I exchanged the uncomfortable kitchen chair for one of the camping chairs I remembered having in my car…after several hours of sitting in the other I must add…
Apart from the playing we also had the traditional pizza and sweets appropriate for such an event.
We played until the early morning hours and when we left the air was filled with sheet lightning from a thunderstorm in the distance. It was quite a sight.
The people were quite nice and I even got a compliment from the DM for the way I played. I told him it was due to my writing and the role playing I had done for Warlords and other stories, but it was a nice thing to say. 🙂

Of Monsters and Grimms

On our way to the place we played at I saw an advertisement for an exhibit in the Ottoneum and that was where we spontaneously had planned to go. Even more spontaneous was, when we discovered that the „Expedition Grimm“ took place in a hall on the way to the museum.
It was quite interesting as it not just covered the life of the Brothers Grimm, but also their different work, including the first German dictionary and of course the Fairy Tales. They had several interaction-thingies and a stamp for each station of the exhibit. It was quite interesting and as it turned out I even won something from a card we handed in after we went through it (A book about the history of Christopher Columbus).
Afterwards we went to the other exhibition that was about „Monsters“ like Nessie, Big Foot and others, in short Cryptozoology. It was quite fun and we also got the chance to see an Axolotl. 🙂

axonessie

An Axolotl meets Nessie in the Ottoneum Kassel


Our way back lead us along the Fulda that provided some different sights to the city itself. Apart from the river we passed a strange sculpture side full of stone towers called „petrified conversion of sight“ (versteinerte Sichtverwandlung). No proper description what it was for though…

Preparations, preparations…

On Monday morning I then continued my way to DarkFairy close to Euskirchen (D, F), where we would make preparations for our trip to Wacken (E) on Wednesday. Her parents had allowed/offered us to take their car for the trip and with this we would not need to sleep in a tent and even be able to sleep on a mattress. For which we were quite grateful, considering the mud from the year before
But to manage to do that we had to prepare the car. We cut out cardboards that would fit into the car windows.
Well, at least that was the plan…
The pieces we ended up with were far from fitting at all and we decided that day that we should stick with writing and not dabble into crafting…
We are just not good at it… (read more about it here)
With shopping and other preparations the days were over far too soon and we didn’t even manage to do anything for our book Warlords.

DF-PP Entertainment


From the 31st of July until the 4th of August we were in Wacken, but that will be covered separately. When we returned on Sunday we were pretty exhausted and barely able to tell our tales to Fairy’s family. And we had a lot to tell, as we had talked a lot of rubbish over those few days (including Ponies with Horn, Spaghetti-fishs and random Pokémon battles). Until I departed we managed to set up a Forum that gives us the chance to properly continue to write our story the way we used to (More information here) and we also posted a couple of posts already. But on the 7th it was time for me to continue on my way.

How to befriend a cat and infect someone with Doctor Who

The next stop was at the outskirts of Köln (G) at IceWolf’s place. We went to spent the evening at the Rhine, to just relax and talk, watching the river flow – and the ducks watching us. It was quite a way from the parking lot to the riverside, but it was worth it, as it was quite a nice side to have a spontaneous picnic-thing. Except the ducks that crept me out, but I have a certain history with birds and am by now quite paranoid when I see several of them in close proximity to me…(I plan on covering that one day as well)

A fountain close to the Rhine-side

A fountain close to the Rhine-side


The Rhine-side

The Rhine-side

Returning from the river we stopped at a Domino’s to get dinner and I have to say their Cinnamon Bread and American Style Cookies are quite tasty…
While we ate our food I persuaded Ice’s cat with snacks I had brought with me to win over his favour, knowing I would share the sleeping room with him. And it indeed worked…he even came to examine me, a thing he usually doesn’t do with strangers…
When Ice and I tried to play a round of Munchkin he wasn’t too fond of the things occupying the ground and we soon switched to something different.And it was this evening that I (or rather Christopher Eccleston) turned Ice into a Whovian as our alternative was to watch „Rose„. 😀 (You’re welcome 😉 )

Relaxing Entertainment

For my next stop I had contacted two of my cousins that live in Düsseldorf (H). One of them could let me stay at her place, but we agreed to meet up at my aunt’s/her mother’s place first. During my stay there I didn’t actually do much, I rather took the time to take a breather for the upcoming festival. We had lunch with my aunt and uncle, teatime with her and my other aunt also living there and saw the family of my cousin’s son take off to their holidays.
It had been a while since I last saw either of them and they were quite surprised I visited in the first place, but it was nice to stop by and talk a bit.
When we returned to my cousin’s place at one time one of her neighbours had noticed something strange in the apartment next door. And as it turned out someone had broken in. Again. While the family was on vacation. So my cousin had to deal with the police and the neighbour on the phone, while I entertained her dog. I couldn’t really do much else anyway…
Regardless of just coming from a place with a cat (two actually including Fairy’s place) the dog kind of liked me right away. Showing her appreciation by peeing on floor in front of the chair I had chosen to sit at…XD…uhm…with the police and everything my cousin hadn’t managed to take her out on time. Other than that was she rather cuddly and wanted to play a lot…

Back in Black

On Friday it was then time for my last stop: Hildesheim (I), where the M’era Luna would take place. On my way there I had a passenger with little knowledge of the German language. This gave me the change to actually practise a little spoken English and earned me another compliment. According to him I sounded like I had spent some time in Britain and not just knew the stuff from school/studying and movies/series. I used those – in my opinion underdeveloped – skills to converse about all kind of stuff including music, festivals and the possibility if a speed camera had caught me or the guy in front of me (As I haven’t gotten a ticket, yet, I suppose it was the other one). When I dropped him off in Hannover I took a short break before I headed off to join the people from the Black Pack, that would attend the festival, at a motorway service area.
But that is a story for a different post.
This journey ended with us returning to Neubrandenburg (A, J) and me continuing the next day to spend my last vacation day with my parents. It’s always nice to get home after a journey…
Thank you to everyone that offered me a place to stay, it’s been fun again. 🙂
I’m not sure if I manage to journey like this in 2014, but most of the planning isn’t even done yet.
We’ll see what I come up with…
PoiSonPaiNter
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At the Festival: Wacken 2012

As this year’s Wacken is approaching fast – only about a month left – I’d like to look back at last years festival.
This is the third part of my festival reports about Wacken. You can find the one for 2008/2010 here: Wacken and for 2011 here: Wacken ’11. You might want to read them before you continue.

Ticket trouble and stuff…

Last year’s Wacken was again different from its predecessors. When I finally decided on going there I had no ticket at all, but as the Wacken forum has a sell-area as well, getting one wasn’t too hard. I just had to check in with the forum frequently.
I’m not sure if I decided to get the ticket before or after I knew the “pal” from the Hina Matsuri – who is not Iron Eve (check out the „Cast“ page for more information) – would want to go there too.
I remember us talking about it on our way to or back from the Japanese feast.

A fan of tickets.

A fan of tickets.


Anyway, I got a ticket for her and myself.
While DarkFairy and I were at the Metalfest we also started talking about Wacken and she decided to come as well. So the hunt for a ticket started anew, but in the end I went from no ticket at all to having five tickets. Two of which went to friends of my colleague and fellow student.
Though as I hadn’t heard anything from the pal until shortly before the festival I still had her ticket when she said she couldn’t come and I had to get rid of hers. Let me tell you: It’s no fun doing that two weeks before the festival.
Everyone I replied to did not reply back, so in the end I was stuck with the ticket and 150 Euro unpaid by her until now.
Regardless of all that nonsense above, Fairy and I planned our trip there and as I was staying at a room in Uetersen at that time Fairy decided to try out the new train that goes directly from Cologne to Hamburg and stayed a few days longer than just the festival.
Unfortunately the week she stayed was also my first week in the new accommodations and upon our introduction I forgot to mention Fairy to my landlady. (Funnily we got an addition to our contract about giving away the WLAN key and people staying longer than two weeks afterwards. I’m kind of sorry the other two who lived there with me had to sign theirs as well, but it is kind of understandable for a landlord to do something like that.)
Needless to stay Fairy could still stay when I explained it to the landlady, but before she arrived there I picked her up at the train station in Hamburg Altona. It wasn’t fun getting there the first time as I somehow managed to find a rout – or rather my satnav did – that involved a lot of traffic lights and construction sides.
A half an hour ride by car took me about an hour, so I got hopelessly late when her train arrived.
Shortly after we finally found each other I started talking funny, like misusing/-pronouncing words and so on. We had the same effect during the Metalfest days and more or less each time we Skype and we will probably also have it when I get to her place before Wacken this year…
If you ever meet both of us together somewhere: Don’t expect us to be able to talk properly (be it in German or English…)
Well, the week of Wacken was also my first week of semester, again,  so I had to leave Fairy alone for some hours each day to go there and see what they wanted from me/us. It was also the first semester I was officially in a different group than before, therefore not being there in my very first week was unfortunately not really an option…
I am still sorry that Fairy had to put up with all this, but I am still grateful that she did.
During her stay we did some exploring around town and Hamburg, but I won’t be covering that in this post. Maybe in a post of its own, but I’m not sure yet.
As I had to go to my lessons each day and nothing special was in the Running Order we stayed in Uetersen until Wednesday and used the time to work some more on „Warlords“ our book project (Find more about it on this Blog: dfppentertainment.wordpress.com).

A long and sunny day…

One of the Metall-creatures.

One of the Metal-creatures.


Thursday became our first day at the Open Air. We’ve been there pretty much the complete day – at least it felt like that, but we think we went there about noon.
As we weren’t staying in the Camping Area we had to use the Parking Area for a Day and we kind of drove in a circle around the village before we found it.
I think the first day it was already full, so we had to park in one of the streets nearby. We scribbled down a little note for the window, that said we were sorry that we had to use the parking spot.
It was a warm and dry day and it probably was the only day I could have worn my beautiful coat, but it was too warm for it. We used Thursday to explore the grounds to see the new attractions like the “Thrash of the Titans”-field and the „Bullhead City“ circus tent (which we never actually entered, as we found it weird to show the bracelets at the entrance). But also to have a look at the old stuff, as this was Fairy’s first Wacken. I think we even managed to get our festival-shirts that day.
Even though we did not really understand what the meaning of the Titans- field was, they did have some neat stuff there like the many robotic creatures in the form of a dragon, a horse and a spider. Seeing them move makes you want to know how they are controlled and programmed, at least if you’re a bit into IT-stuff as I am, for everyone else its a fancy show with robots and fire. For me too, but I still want to know how they did it…
Music-wise did we only fully listen to U.D.O., whom I wanted to see at one of the previous years, but didn’t because of the late schedule-spot. We just sat down in front of the Main Stage and enjoyed the concert. While we did so a random guy came up to us, to ask if we had a program and then continued to sit and talk with us for a moment.
I know U.D.O.s singer from his collaboration with Hammerfall on their cover of “Head over Heels”. I actually only discovered that it was this singer by coincidence as I heard an U.D.O. song in the Christmas calendar from the Metaltix-Homepage. The voice sounded familiar and I had to think of/remembered the song and then looked it up. So when that song was played I simply had to stop the conversation and actually listen for once.
Throughout it Fairy commented that the singer’s voice and appearance reminded her of a gremlin, I’m not sure he would like that comparison…
During this concert we by the way took the very first actual picture of both of us and we had met twice before this.
Afterwards we might have seen a bit of Saxon but we decided to get going anyway as we were somehow pretty tired and exhausted from all the wandering around.

The beginning of the end…

The crowd while entering the Stage Area for Hammerfall

The crowd while entering the Stage Area for Hammerfall


Friday was one of the days were we would have liked to get to the festival earlier, but couldn’t as I had to attend some lessons that went way longer than the concert we wanted to see, which was Oomph! around noon. We only managed to get there in time for Hammerfall and they had already started when we were at the entrance of the Stage Area.
It still was a great concert and the beginning of a muddy weekend…
During the night and the morning hours it had rained that much that the fields were so drenched that you couldn’t stand in one spot without moving your feet, without getting stuck,  every few seconds/minutes we had to lift a foot to free it again.
Fairy wanted to see Dimmu Borgir and Orchestra next, but somehow we seemed to only have seen a bit of it (as it was on my partly-list). We both can’t really remember why we went away. Might have been the sound, might have been hunger, might have been something entirely different…
What we did see, however, were In Flames with their school uniforms and Rock music and they were quite nice. As it was already late when their show ended we contemplated whether we should stay for In Extremo or call it a day. We decided for the former and we did not regret it. The show was the same they had at the Metalfest, but still great. It was streamed on television as well, so my colleague wrote me that she was watching it too.
We watched it from the sides where the Axe Festivalshowers stood and right beside us was this weird drunkard that, though he left us alone, was pretty annoying – especially towards the guards that stood there too. I can’t really believe that people would actually want to shower this publicly in those things…

Some decisions should better be made awake…

Anyway, when In Ex were done we made our way back to my car in the Parking Space for a Day. We had to walk through quite a bit of the Village for that – and this festival was the first time for me to see a bit more of it as we did not only park outside, but also had lunch or dinner in one of the many food places – and at some point we both – though completely sober – kind of started walking in wiggly lines, far too tired to walk straight…
When we finally got to my place after the concert it was about 4 o’clock Saturday morning, I think, and we had to get rid of the mud on our trousers.
Little did we know, that that was only the beginning….
So completely tired we hit the hay, keeping in mind that we wanted to buy groceries the next day before we went to see Gamma Ray or so was the plan…
When I woke up about 10 o’clock I went to Fairy’s room carefully waking her and asked what we should do. We had missed Oomph! on Friday, which she had wanted to see, and we were both far too tired to properly work. So we dismissed seeing Gamma Ray after we had made a very slow breakfast and went shopping afterwards. This actually led to one of the funniest experiences that weekend – except all the hilarious moments we had while editing our book:
We had invited some fellow students of mine for barbecue on Sunday, like some kind of closure for Fairy, so we went to buy the stuff to get the barbecue working and meat, Fairy also got herself a bread-thingy and we returned to the house.
One after the other had dropped out of the invitation, so only the guy from the MPS was left and we decided that we might as well have the barbecue at his place, with him and his flat-mate.
At that point we had the firm conviction, that we had everything we needed: Stuff for the barbecue and meat.
So we drove off to Wacken.
Well…it again had rained, so the mud was even deeper now and you had to be really careful with every step you took, unless you actually wanted to end up doing the splits.
We wanted to at least be there for Amon Amarth, but we came about an hour before it, so we started to listen to Cradle of Filth while struggling through the mud to flee from their pig-squeals towards the Wackinger Village. Yes, flee, as it sounded like they were slaughtering piglets on stage. Unfortunately Ingrimm were not able to drown out the entire squeaking…
So after a while we went back to the Video Wall to see Amon Amarth and we even found a more or less hard place to sit through it near the football field, which was still one of the rare spots of green. I think Fairy at that point read through the Metal Bible she had acquired. Just as I had done when I had watched Judas Priest like that the year before…
I’m pretty sure we even saw one of The Incredible Blood Brothers stalking through the mud. I had seen them in person – not in their show – on a Horror Convention (The Weekend of Horrors, about which I might add a post one day [Edit: Look at the bottom for the Pingback] )).
It was really interesting how everyone had different kind of techniques to advance. He had his shoes covered with a blue plastic bag. Others wore rubber boots – others none at all and we had our trusty boots to carry us through it; dirt in every gap of the shoe sole and mud nearly up to the knee.
When it was time for Schandmaul we wade our way towards the Party Stage. We had contemplated for a while if we should see them or The Scorpions that would be playing parallel on one of the Main Stages. As it was far more likely the concert of The Scorpions would be recorded and displayed, the decision was clear.
So when we found solid floor again we sat there until shortly before the concert. While we did so we took one of my favourite mud pictures, that even made it into the title-picture for our shared Facebook-Page (DFPPEntertainment), as well as my own (Poisonpainter) and my private one. I don’t really know why I like this picture, but it is somehow fun and the light in it is nice…

The best picture of muddy boots I've seen so far...

The best picture of muddy boots I’ve seen so far…


When the concert was about to start we moved on to find another spot to stand during the concert.
Two funny things occurred throughout it.
The first: While they played a thundery front was making its way towards the stage from the side. We watched the lightning and heard the thunder and when we had decided to put on our rain capes and had just finished doing that it poured down. Again.
The second is the final realization after our shopping earlier and went something like this:

“Um, [Fairy], we don’t have anything for lunch tomorrow…”
“Yeah, I know, but we didn’t buy anything that goes with the meat either.”
“We shouldn’t go shopping when tired…”
“Yup.”

So we stood there partly wet (as we tried to clap along and the rain poured into the capes…), exhausted from all the walking through the mud, with no prospect of lunch the next day.
But the show was great.
They even finished before The Scorpions, so that we could watch the finale of their show on our way out. It made us glad we had chosen Schandmaul, as the singer of the Scorpions seemed old and tired – it was their retirement show after all. So that was a good choice there.
As surprise act they had announced Edguy earlier that weekend, but as we had just seen them at the Loreley (Metalfest) as well, we decided to go and not wait until 2 o’clock for their performance, besides: It would be recorded.
On some occasion when we stayed in the Wackinger Village we shortly listened to Vogelfrey, but I can’t recall which of their many concerts it was.

Realizations…

Anyway, on her Blog Fairy had also made some realizations way back:

– Dixis (portable toilets) are unfriendly. Even if you greet them, they do not make a reply. XD
– “Knee deep in mud…” Sabaton must have found inspiration from Wacken.
– Wacken is like Rock am Ring. Just better.
Full Post here: Erkenntnisse by DarkFairy (German)

Let me tell you a little about them…
The Dixis
In the forum Fairy and I know each other from was a guy (Nebelkrähe, I spoke of him in my post about Concerts in 2012) that asked us to send his regards to the Dixis. Well, upon arriving at the Village on the first day and passing by the first loo Fairy greeted it, but it did not respond at all…
Luckily no one was in there to hear her greeting and say something – though that would have been funny.
The Mud
I think I’ve mentioned the mud to quite some extend already, but let me tell you it was muddy and it was awful getting all the mud out of our clothes.
We were really happy that we had decided to not camp there…
After one of the concerts we passed by a tent that was completely surrounded by mud. We have no idea how anyone was able to enter or leave that thing…
The “Knee deep in mud” comes from Sabaton’s The Price of a Mile and might be slightly exaggerated, but it was pretty close to that at times. Besides the mud splashes went up the whole trousers leg and sometimes even further…
Still, we had fun cleaning off everything, because it was ridiculous how much mud was on those clothes/shoes…
Have some pictures for it:


Oh, and we saw a guy standing in the middle of a puddle of mud, having lot’s of fun. No idea, if he ever managed to get out of there…
Rock am Ring vs. Wacken
Well, Fairy attended the Rock am Ring the last few years and it’s one of two major Rock-Festivals in Germany (The other being Rock im Park) and therefore she could pretty well compare these two festivals.
Her conclusion was: The booths and everything are pretty much the same, but the music and the people are way better – for a Metalhead at least. 😉
So in conclusion: We didn’t really saw that many concerts as we were way more comfortable with sitting in the dry and warm house and working on Warlords, but the once way did see were fun.
Besides: It was muddy.
Until the very last day, we had decided that we would not attend the next Wacken and focus on some minor festivals.
And then came the trailer…
Sabaton, Rage and some other good ones confirmed right from the start and more and more added to that throughout the end of last year.
When Rammstein – one of Fairy’s most favourite bands – were confirmed, we finally bought our tickets and now we are looking forward to all those amazing bands that will play this year. 🙂
PoiSonPaiNter

Warlords

As I occasionally mentioned in my posts I am working on a book together with DarkFairy.
The book is called „Warlords“ and is based on a RPG we started writing for fun in 2009.

For those who don’t know what RPG is: RPG stands for Role Play Game.
Most RPGs are on the basis of Pen&Paper (like The Dark Eye/Das Schwarze Auge, which is the one DarkFairy mostly playes) rules and settings, where you create a character according to those and play with other people in a given storyline.
Written RPG however do not always follow those rules.
You decide on your character(s) and an order of posting, but you create your own setting/storyline mostly along the way.

We started in a simply medieval setting, but added more and more Fantasy elements.
Originally it was a RPG to write when everyone else in the forum was busy at the weekend, but we soon couldn’t stop writing.
So we wrote more or less full-time; beginning about 10 in the morning and stopping close to 2 in the morning of the following day.
That way we managed to write a lot in a short amount of time.
But with our different studies starting we had to cut back, as it did not allow us to write that much throughout the last 3 years.
But we still haven’t lost our interest and our passion for our story and we want it to evolve even farther.
We want to turn our „little“ RPG into a book – or a book series even, as we have that much material by now.
Therefore we are editing what we have so far over and over again – and sometimes we ask ourself which „pills“ we popped while writing some of it.
Nevertheless we had and still have tons of fun with this project and want to share some of our thoughts and silly moments with an ever growing audience.
To do this we started this blog: dfppentertainment.wordpress.com
The story itself is centered around the young monk Coelestin, who loses everything when the King claims himself as god/divine king and his henchmen start to burn down all monasteries that would not accept this.
When he flees from the Capital City he meets Grace, one of the King’s hand maiden’s that had fled when she was supposed to become his mistress.
Together they set up to warn other monasteries of the King’s doings.
Later on they are  joined by Coelestin’s childhood friend Corwyn and Grace‘ long-lost brother Pride, but also by Isane, a young healer that wishes to help them in their course. Together they develop a plan to overthrow the King, even gaining help from rebels under the leadership of the charismatic Nero. But not everything goes according to plan.
Despite his vow of chastity Coelestin falls more and more in love with the woman at his side.
Unable to accept his feelings at first, he gives into them when Corwyn convinces him that not even god is against love.
After Coelestin had spent a night with Grace, all hell breaks loose – or rather Luzifer shows up for a visit.
The Lord of Hell makes him an offer: His very own help in their course against the King in exchange for the remaining soul of the monk – as he already has a part of it due to Coelestin committing the sin of Lust.
Once again the young man has to struggle with himself and becomes seriously ill.
And only one thing can help him: Acceptance for his situation – well and one of the arch angels telling him that it’s alright to love.
Beside that Michael gives him a task: He should continue his way as The Voice of God.
If you want to know how he does that, feel free to follow our blog for updates and more background and additional information.
PoiSonPaiNter