Challenge #00522 - A147: Sympathy for the Monster
Rule of Fiction 13: Any monster, fictional or real, will have a romance written about it, often one where it turns out to be “not that bad”. A lot will be absurdly well-written and thought out, and a lot will be barely-readable trash.
Pre-Amity humans and Galactic Alliance again, I’d rather see well written (because your stuff is always well written) but there’s always the Twilight in Space option if you feel like it
[AN: The problem with any Twilight parody is that it gets mistaken for great literature. See: 50 Shades of Grey]
They froze, staring at each other across the open space of the plains between them. He was a brute of a human. All muscles and hair. She was not. All she had in her favour was her height which, thanks to her injuries, she could not use.
He could charge at any moment.
She remembered from her lessons that humans would not attack something that appeared to be docile, so she quickly adopted a submissive pose. Perhaps there was strength in weakness.
There was already strength in eye contact. The beasts’ eyes never left her glowing amber–
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“Glowing amber? Two pages ago, her eyes were livid blue?”
“They change colour,” grumped Z'chedda. “That’s gonna come out in the next chapter.”
“Mmmm…” Chorish mumbled doubtfully. “You also said this was a rewrite of the movie. I’m not seeing a lot of similarities.”
“I’m making it better.”
“By putting a female lead in who looks exactly like you? Except with the kaleidoscope eyes.”
“Shut up. I think I’m doing okay.”
“I think it’s a little… out there.”
“Really. Why did I even bother showing this to you?”
“Because you wouldn’t shut up about it for three weeks? Because you keep telling me all about this story? Because everything that was wrong with The Beast From Outer Space has been the only thing you ever want to talk about? Because despite that, you’ve seen it like thirty times?”
Z'chedda made a rude noise to her friend. “If you keep being that critical, you won’t get any nest-mates.”
Chorish rolled her eyes. “Whatever. It’s good enough writing, but… kaleidoscope eyes? Really? You had to go there?”
“It happens sometime, okay?”
“Shyeah. With a bigger budget than Beast had… What are you calling this thing, anyway?”
“Beauty and the Beast.”
“O my Gods… That is the worst title ever.”
“What?”
“Nobody in their right mind would want a story with that title.”
“Tell that to my two hundred readers.”
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