FIC: The Desert Prince 0 (series)
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lobelia321I must be insane to try and juggle two series in parallel, but hey.
This one's been at the back of my mind since last May when I first posted, in slightly different form than here, a teaser. Since then I've learned and lived, suffered and sighed, and I have now decided to post this AU as a WIP, no end date in sight, no pressure, no beta, just me trying to do this bunny justice.
It's a bunny that goes back to when I was 16 years old and basically dreamed the story of this fic. I have filled the cast up with Lotr actors (the Sean ben Bean character was called Oolong in my dream); I have invented other characters and added detail, plot and scenes; and I am left with the challenge of finding a satisfying ending because, as is so often the case, the dream had an ending of 'and then I woke up -- too fucking early, bugger it all'.
Then the bunny was revived when my curly Orli-lust returned.
Anyway, I hope some of you enjoy some of it.
~~~~~
Title: The Desert Prince: A Fable
Part: 0 "Prologue"
Author: Lobelia; lobelia321@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.geocities.com/lobelia321/
Pairing: Multiple, but mainly OB/SB, OB/KU, OB/BB
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/Content: RPS. AU. Character death. Character murder. BDSM. Non-consensual sex. Het. Gender bending. WIP with irregular posting schedule. Florid prose.
Archive: Do not archive this, please!
Feedback: Yes, please.
Disclaimers: This is a work of amateur fiction. I do not know these people. I am not making money. The events described in this story did not happen.
Summary: Orlando is ensnared by the evil Desert Prince and must confront his own dark secrets. But maybe it is really the evil Desert Prince who is ensnared by Orlando...?
Author's Notes: Eternal gratitude to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
marythefan for spawning the idea and allowing me to use the title. Thanks to viva_gloria and housemouse for encouragement, and to lazulus and thejennabides for returning me to the curly.
Cast: (last updated: 13 Jan. 2004)
Desert Prince: Karl Urban
Desert Duke, his father: John Noble
Sean ben Bean, cloth merchant: Sean Bean
Orlando, his ward and apprentice: Orlando Bloom
Harem slaves: Dominic Monaghan, Elijah Wood
Harem houris: Liv Tyler, Miranda Otto, Cate Blanchett
Old woman: Elizabeth Moody (Lobelia Sackville-Baggins. Don't think of it as Mary Sue. Think of it as cameo appearance. *g*) Pic of her here: http://www.quintessentialwebsites.com/lordoftherings/moviecast/index_page2.htm
Grand Vizier (formerly): Billy Boyd
Keepers of the Citadel: Sala Baker, Lawrence Makoare
Wine merchant: John Rhys-Davies
Others: May appear in the course of this WIP.
~~~~~
Prologue
Lo and behold the Desert Prince.
He is the moon at night and the sun by day. The morning star lives on his right cheek, and the evening star lives on his left cheek. He is as mighty as the thunder clouds on the horizons that loom but never arrive. He gives succour as do the rains that come once every five years. He is as strong as the dromedary that rides the desert dunes, and as tough as the prickly cactus that survives in the sandy crevices. He is the date fruit, hard on the outside but sweet and juicy on the inside. He is the pomegranate, maidens' delight, and the crystal spring, life-giver. He stands proud, like the camel's prick. He is tireless, like the goat in rut. His lips are twin nutmegs; his neck is an alabaster column; his arms are sandalwood spears; his legs are palm trunks, true and straight; his cock is a silver scimitar; his balls are olives of gold.
Behold the Desert Prince and bow down to his glory.
But do not dare to cross him because his anger is as swift as it is righteous. His bite is as deadly as the scorpion's sting. His fist crushes as do the avalanches of rock on Mount Ararat.
But most of all, beware beware beware the Prince's Eye.
For his Eye is as evil as the desert snake's. Once it has fixed you in its merciless sights, it will fell you as surely as the poisoned arrow pierces the infidel's heart.
Oh, beware the Prince's Eye!
-----
TBC
This one's been at the back of my mind since last May when I first posted, in slightly different form than here, a teaser. Since then I've learned and lived, suffered and sighed, and I have now decided to post this AU as a WIP, no end date in sight, no pressure, no beta, just me trying to do this bunny justice.
It's a bunny that goes back to when I was 16 years old and basically dreamed the story of this fic. I have filled the cast up with Lotr actors (the Sean ben Bean character was called Oolong in my dream); I have invented other characters and added detail, plot and scenes; and I am left with the challenge of finding a satisfying ending because, as is so often the case, the dream had an ending of 'and then I woke up -- too fucking early, bugger it all'.
Then the bunny was revived when my curly Orli-lust returned.
Anyway, I hope some of you enjoy some of it.
~~~~~
Title: The Desert Prince: A Fable
Part: 0 "Prologue"
Author: Lobelia; lobelia321@yahoo.com
Website: http://www.geocities.com/lobelia321/
Pairing: Multiple, but mainly OB/SB, OB/KU, OB/BB
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/Content: RPS. AU. Character death. Character murder. BDSM. Non-consensual sex. Het. Gender bending. WIP with irregular posting schedule. Florid prose.
Archive: Do not archive this, please!
Feedback: Yes, please.
Disclaimers: This is a work of amateur fiction. I do not know these people. I am not making money. The events described in this story did not happen.
Summary: Orlando is ensnared by the evil Desert Prince and must confront his own dark secrets. But maybe it is really the evil Desert Prince who is ensnared by Orlando...?
Author's Notes: Eternal gratitude to
marythefan for spawning the idea and allowing me to use the title. Thanks to viva_gloria and housemouse for encouragement, and to lazulus and thejennabides for returning me to the curly.Cast: (last updated: 13 Jan. 2004)
Desert Prince: Karl Urban
Desert Duke, his father: John Noble
Sean ben Bean, cloth merchant: Sean Bean
Orlando, his ward and apprentice: Orlando Bloom
Harem slaves: Dominic Monaghan, Elijah Wood
Harem houris: Liv Tyler, Miranda Otto, Cate Blanchett
Old woman: Elizabeth Moody (Lobelia Sackville-Baggins. Don't think of it as Mary Sue. Think of it as cameo appearance. *g*) Pic of her here: http://www.quintessentialwebsites.com/lordoftherings/moviecast/index_page2.htm
Grand Vizier (formerly): Billy Boyd
Keepers of the Citadel: Sala Baker, Lawrence Makoare
Wine merchant: John Rhys-Davies
Others: May appear in the course of this WIP.
~~~~~
Prologue
Lo and behold the Desert Prince.
He is the moon at night and the sun by day. The morning star lives on his right cheek, and the evening star lives on his left cheek. He is as mighty as the thunder clouds on the horizons that loom but never arrive. He gives succour as do the rains that come once every five years. He is as strong as the dromedary that rides the desert dunes, and as tough as the prickly cactus that survives in the sandy crevices. He is the date fruit, hard on the outside but sweet and juicy on the inside. He is the pomegranate, maidens' delight, and the crystal spring, life-giver. He stands proud, like the camel's prick. He is tireless, like the goat in rut. His lips are twin nutmegs; his neck is an alabaster column; his arms are sandalwood spears; his legs are palm trunks, true and straight; his cock is a silver scimitar; his balls are olives of gold.
Behold the Desert Prince and bow down to his glory.
But do not dare to cross him because his anger is as swift as it is righteous. His bite is as deadly as the scorpion's sting. His fist crushes as do the avalanches of rock on Mount Ararat.
But most of all, beware beware beware the Prince's Eye.
For his Eye is as evil as the desert snake's. Once it has fixed you in its merciless sights, it will fell you as surely as the poisoned arrow pierces the infidel's heart.
Oh, beware the Prince's Eye!
-----
TBC
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(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-04 03:13 pm (UTC)This kind of fic is what slash should be all about.
I have high hopes.
I am off to read the next bit.
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-04 03:31 pm (UTC)But am not sure that slash *should* be about anything. Freedom, I say. Anything goes. Let them churn out bad!fic, I say. (I ain't gonna read it but let 'em churn.)
*stumbles under burden of hopes*
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-04 03:20 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-04 03:32 pm (UTC)Am so much looking forward to Wed! Let's finalise times anon! I have to check when the scaffolding arrives, which will be decided tomorrow a.m.
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-04 03:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-04 10:20 pm (UTC)Ooh, silver scimitars...
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-04 11:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-05 01:20 am (UTC)Want a postcard? Quick, get in fast!
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-05 01:30 am (UTC)*nibbles your earlobe*
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-05 01:55 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-05 11:20 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-05 01:54 am (UTC)It is one of the banes of my life that I have not met you in the flesh yet. Along with the bane of never having seen Orlando's penis and being straight in a gay, gay world.
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-05 02:12 am (UTC)For that, I have just decided to add you to my postcard list, and you can't even object because I already have your address.
(ah, so this metamorphosing genitals business is in fact repressed resentment!!)
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-05 03:23 am (UTC)*smites you with labia*
Actually, here's a tidbit: when I was around 7, I went around telling people that I was actually a boy and simply waiting for my penis (hidden inwardly) to emerge at some point in the future.
*checks*
Nope. None emerged yet.
Of course, since then I discovered feminism and did away with penis envy. Mwuahhahah.
*pets Orli who needs reassurance on this score*
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-05 03:43 am (UTC)Did you think it was true, or did you just sort of think it was possible and/or interesting to consider and thought people's reactions were interesting -- like you were testing the idea out on people? Did you think it was an issue of genitals purely, or did you think you were a *boy* on some more profound level? I ask with no especial analytical agenda in mind. :D
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-05 03:49 am (UTC)a) wanted to cover page after page with drawings of tiny tanks and aliens exploding
b) spend hours smiting other boys with sticks or swords
c) jump around the living room like a lunatic, making machine gun noises (also for hours)
It's interesting that I remember the hidden penis as something I *told*. I probably deep down didn't really believe it. What I didn't want to be was definitely a girly girl.
All the more the irony to discover, upon having grown up, that I am girly as they come: I weep during mooshy slashy moments, I wallow in romance between the pretty, I stand helpless next to my flat tyre and wait for a big burly truck driver to come along and attach the jack for me.
*embraces the girliness that comes with maturity*
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-04 03:56 pm (UTC)But then there is not only character death but character murder.
You know I am just a tender soul. I don't know if I can withstand this...
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-04 04:04 pm (UTC)Oh dear. Well. What to say? I'm not sure you'll be able to withstand this, either. Don't read on if you'd rather not.
What can I do? It was a *dream*! It *visited* me! And it had these deaths *in it*!
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-04 04:07 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-04 08:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-05 03:28 am (UTC)But you remember it!! How can I repay?
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-05 12:19 pm (UTC)But you remember it!! How can I repay?
By writing really, really fast? ;)
(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-05 12:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-08-04 11:38 pm (UTC)*giggles*
Damn, and I threw out my copy of Johanna Lindsey's "Captive Bride". I can't wait. This promises to be bodice-ripping at its best, except without the bodice.
*eyes Mir and Liv* But hopefully with some nice harem-pants!
Am I forgetting anything? Oh yeah... *swoons at the Desert Prince's feet*
*and scuttles off to read part 1*
PS
Date: 2003-08-04 11:44 pm (UTC)I have just re-read the cast list, and I have a very important question:
Where the hell is the Viggo, yo?
That is all.
Re: PS
Date: 2003-08-05 02:14 am (UTC)Re: PS
Date: 2003-08-05 03:25 am (UTC)I mean to say, I post half a page and what do I get? Orders here and demands there for whatever other boy to be included. I've got the Curly One centre stage -- what more do they want?
*dabs lips with folded-up lace hankie*
(I definitely need an auntish icon here.)
Re: PS
Date: 2003-08-05 03:35 am (UTC)Utterly revolting
Date: 2003-08-05 05:46 pm (UTC)Re: PS
Date: 2003-08-05 03:31 am (UTC)Heh. But why bemoan Viggo-yo? What dismayed me much more is that I could not find parts for Jed or Bern. :-(
Re: PS
Date: 2003-08-05 05:50 pm (UTC)I knew Gloria would have backed me up on this. Or I'd be backing her up. One way or t'other. We are the Viggo-sisters or something. Viggo and the back-up singers.
Ahem.
I see Viggo as a Magi, actually. You do have Magi in this, right? Djinns, Efreeti, wicked purveyors of sorcery and love philtres. Yes?
But! let me not to the beauty of this admit imperfections, as it were. Sorry if I come off ungrateful, but I did squee for, like, a whole comment before I started whinging. *beams innocently*
And there's more, I see. I shall save it for a time when I'm not in a library computer lab, and can hence giggle myself stupid. Yepyep.