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Sortie en catimini sur Netflix, la série animée #Leviathan, adaptation des romans de Scott Westerfeld, est une excellente source d'inspiration pour #CastleFalkenstein et autres univers #steampunk / #dieselpunk. On notera que plusieurs français ont travaillé sur la série, notamment Christophe Ferreira (réalisateur) et Alex Alice (conception visuelle).

Une chouette série. Les 3 romans sont adaptés en 12 épisodes. youtube.com/watch?v=rUUIjlT_7D

“The early space hardware had much in common with the imaginary technology in a Jules Verne science fiction novel. The [Mercury] capsule used steam-powered thrusters for control (the steam being generated by the reaction between hydrogen peroxide and a catalyst in a nickel chamber attached to the thrusters), a periscope for visual tracking, and an electric Earth globe for determining position.”

— Failure is not an option, Gene Kranz

"Sporemageddon" is my new favorite fantasy series.

What is it about, you ask?

Imagine a steampunk megacity full of destitute poverty and smog (and magic), where a mycologist is reborn into said poverty, and stepwise gets radicalized into becoming a (mostly) solo eco-terrorist, who as a preteen grows and sells mushrooms by the day, while her spare time is spent going on a holy crusade against the police and capitalism.

Welcome to my weekly Author Spotlight. I’ve asked a bunch of my author friends to answer a set of interview questions, and to share their latest work.

Today: Musician, poet, editor, video editor, and author of steampunk, fantasy, and horror, Ef Deal has been writing and composing since she was nine years old. Her short fiction has been published in numerous online zines and print ...

jscottcoatsworth.com/author-sp

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#wss366 & #MastoPrompt 06/27

Return to the FATE GEAR

Chapter Seven: Band on the Run

#FanFiction #OthersidePicnic #FateGear

The Fate Gear surged forward as the crew #hit their riffs and licks, producing thundering music that assailed the sky. The anti-grav generators surged in time to Haruka’s drums. With every drum hit, it soared higher and higher.

Sorawo and Toriko began hearing heavenly music above them. A chiming of the celestial spheres and crystal stars surrounded them, bathing them in soft, melodic music.

“Is that Muzak?” Sorawo asked.

(“What would you expect of the heavenly host?”) they heard Fate Gear say. (“Bland, inoffensive, conservative; don’t make waves; don’t talk on the elevator—buy so the wheels of the economy never stop grinding—music.”)

Yuri’s fingers flew over her keyboard, and an announcement boomed from the bass amplifiers. “Alert. Alert. Incoming…”

The rest of the words were drowned as ‘the rain exploded with a mighty crash.’

The masts creaked, and the ship bucked under the onslaught of wind. Fate Gear’s engines whined at an inhuman pitch.

With Yuri’s fingers flying across the keyboard, new announcements boomed out. Even over the roar of the wind, the bass orders rang out, “Reef the sail. All hands to their stations.” The rigging screamed in the wind, and the sails groaned under the strain, their seams ready to rip. As the sailors took in the reefs, the groaning receded, leaving only the singing of the rigging.

Mina stopped playing and said, ‘But the band played on.’

“They just hit us with their best shot,” Mina said, smiling just before the ship surged forward, finally catching the solar wind as they breached the stratosphere, sending crystal shards flying as the spheres of the heavens cracked and buckled.

“‘And the first one,’” Toriko said, pointed to herself. “‘Said to the second one there,’” and pointed to Sorawo. “‘I hope you’re having fun.’”

Sorawo groaned. How could Toriko be having so much fun at a time like this? This was serious.

Toriko continued singing, accompanied by the Heavenly Host:

‘Band on the run’
‘Band on the run’

“Must you?” Sorawo said. “And anyway, how do you know the words?”

“It was a hit song,” Toriko said.

“And garbage,” Mina said. “#Vending machine bubblegum pop.”

“Please stop,” Sorawo added.

“‘And the jailer man.’” Toriko pointed at Sorawo. “‘And Sailor Sam,’” she pointed at Mina.

Stop!” Sorawo and Captain Mina said together.

Barely heard, Mina added, “‘Before we fall into the sun.’”

Band on the Run by #PaulMcCartney and the #Wings (All opinions are the characters and may not reflect the views of the author.)

#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP
#UraPi #Steampunk #Pirates #UraPiFanFic #Metal #JMetal #Satire #PoliticalSatire #ReturnToTheFateGear #NMRTTFG

@yon @Kingu

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# #wss366 & #MastoPrompt 06/27
# Return to the FATE GEAR
## Chapter Seven: Band on the Run
### #FanFiction #OthersidePicnic #FateGear

The Fate Gear surged forward as the crew **#hit** their riffs and licks, producing thundering music that assailed the sky. The anti-grav generators surged in time to Haruka’s drums. With every drum **hit**, it soared higher and higher.

Sorawo and Toriko began hearing heavenly music above them. A chiming of the celestial spheres and crystal stars surrounded them, bathing them in soft, melodic music.

“Is that Muzak?” Sorawo asked.

(“What would you expect of the heavenly host?”) they heard Fate Gear say. (“Bland, inoffensive, conservative; don’t make waves; don’t talk on the elevator—buy so the wheels of the economy never stop grinding—music.”)

Yuri’s fingers flew over her keyboard, and an announcement boomed from the bass amplifiers. “Alert. Alert. Incoming…”

The rest of the words were drowned as ‘*the rain exploded with a mighty crash*.’

The masts creaked, and the ship bucked under the onslaught of wind. Fate Gear’s engines whined at an inhuman pitch.

With Yuri’s fingers flying across the keyboard, new announcements boomed out. Even over the roar of the wind, the bass orders rang out, “Reef the sail. All hands to their stations.” The rigging screamed in the wind, and the sails groaned under the strain, their seams ready to rip. As the sailors took in the reefs, the groaning receded, leaving only the singing of the rigging.

Mina stopped playing and said, ‘*But the band played on*.’

“They just **hit** us with their best shot,” Mina said, smiling just before the ship surged forward, finally catching the solar wind as they breached the stratosphere, sending crystal shards flying as the spheres of the heavens cracked and buckled.

“‘*And the first one,*’” Toriko said, pointed to herself. “‘*Said to the second one there,’*” and pointed to Sorawo. “‘*I hope you’re having fun.*’”

Sorawo groaned. How could Toriko be having so much fun at a time like this? This was serious.

Toriko continued singing, accompanied by the Heavenly Host:

*‘Band on the run’
‘Band on the run’*

“Must you?” Sorawo said. “And anyway, how do you know the words?”

“It was a **hit** song,” Toriko said.

“And garbage,” Mina said. “**#Vend**ing machine bubblegum pop.”

“Please stop,” Sorawo added.

“‘*And the jailer man*.’” Toriko pointed at Sorawo. “‘*And Sailor Sam*,’” she pointed at Mina.

“**Stop!**” Sorawo and Captain Mina said together.

Barely heard, Mina added, “‘*Before we fall into the sun.*’”

_Band on the Run_ by #PaulMcCartney and the #Wings (**All opinions are the characters and may not reflect the views of the author.**)

#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP
#UraPi #Steampunk #Pirates #UraPiFanFic #Metal #JMetal #Satire #PoliticalSatire #ReturnToTheFateGear #NMRTTFG

@yon @Kingu

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#books #reading #DogsOfMastodon #steampunk #SciFi @bookstodon

BOUM BOUM
Mon coeur cogne fort pour ce quatrième chant.
BOUM BOUM
Mon coeur saigne aussi.
BOUM.
Je suis sonnée par la puissance de Lys de guerre.

Je ne pensais pas qu’il était possible de faire mieux que le tome 3. Morgan of Glencoe m’a encore une fois surprise et épatée: Lys de guerre est un chef-d’œuvre. Merci infiniment aux éditions Goater de republier la saga La dernière geste, merci de nous permettre d’avoir enfin accès à ce quatrième chant. Quelle merveille! Que dire si ce n’est que j’ai pleuré des litres de larmes, que j’ai aimé chaque instant de ces plus de 700 pages, que j’ai une envie terrible de lire la suite et fin de cette formidable histoire.

Si ce n’est pas encore fait: découvrez la série La Dernière geste de Morgan of Glencoe. Il y a des personnages tous formidablement écrits et attachants de manière tout à fait différente les uns des autres. Il y a des valeurs qui sont plus que belles et qui donnent un peu espoir. Il y a de l’intensité, de la tension, de la beauté. C’est un bijou. Vraiment.
Je vous parle de la saga plus en détails sur le blog, et notamment ici de ce tome 4, (sans spoiler sur aucun des tomes): https://yuyine.be/node/1328

#blog #critique #critiquelitteraire #bookreview #book #books #livre #lecture #PixelBook #SFFF #fantastique #uchronie #steampunk #CoupDeCoeur #LDG #MorganOfGlencoe #Goater #LaDerniereGeste #LysDeGuerre