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Magicians Corner

PostPosted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 12:46 am
by Stellar
This was orriginally a short manga I drew, and if I had a working scanner I'd post the pages instead of the story. So, here is Volume 1 of The Magicians Corner.


Slowly a Man walked onto the empty stage. His face had no features except his pure white eyes, not even ears or eyebrows. The Man wore a black blazer with matching finely pressed slacks; white gloves and an orange bowtie. Atop his bald head sat a tophat.

The Crowd talked amongst itself not sure to clap or get up and leave. Untill the Man raised a finger indicating to the Crowd he required one assistant. A few moments passed with no offers, so finally He pointed to a Youth a few rows back. Reluctantly the Boy climbed onto the stage. A few people clapped at the Youth's courage twards the Magician.

The curtains behind the two rose up revealing the props for the act. The Boy turned to the Audience and scratched beneath his spikey hair. A worried look crossed his face as the Man had him step into a box about his height.

Once the door closed the Mage snapped his finger. The Audience murmered to itself as the Man picked up a sheet of metal. To show the Audience what the metal sheet's purpose was he slid his finger accross an edge, once a few drops of blood hit the ground the Audience gasped.

At the Audiences reaction he quickly thrust 3 metal sheets through the box making the Crowd to once again gasp in anticipation. Moments later the four peices of the box were spread accross the stage.

As the Audience responded by clapping and whistling another curtain rose behind the mage. Behind it was another box, and a beautiful girl in a bikini.

Once again the box slammed shut and the Mage snapped his fingers. "Shuck! Shuck! Shuck!" Went the three sheets of metal through the box.

The Audience sat silently awe-struck as the Mage worked so quickly. And uppon regaining their composure they realized there was now eight miniature boxes strewen accross the stage. The Crowd whispered amongst themselves once more as the Mage stood proud at center stage.

He placed his index and middle fingers upon his forehead and concentrated. The Audience giggled at the Man untill one of the boxes slowly rose up off the stage, no wires, no levers. Soon another box joined it in the air, and a third. The audience watched amazed as the boxes slowly put themselves back together.

The Mage now stood between the two boxes and in one last quick wave of his hand the metal sheets flew out of the boxes. The Magician closed his eyes and snapped his fingers.

The doors of both boxes opened slowly, and through a few clouds of red fog the two assistances became visible. The Audience was distraught with laughter, amazement, and gasps as the fog cleared.

The Boy opened his eyes and shook his head a little slowly becomming consious of the Crowd pointing and murmering. He looked around then something at the bottom of his eye caught his attention. With a quick glance the Youth nearly jumped through the top of the box. On his chest he saw a bikini top with breasts that fit it perfectly.

Meanwhile, the female assistant stepped out, and whispered something in the Magicians ear. The Mage looked her over then nodded. She stepped back into her box and simultaneously the doors of the boxes shut. The poor Youth was too distracted untill the last moment and was once again trapped in the box.

The Mage growing restless and fatigued worked quickly. With a snap of his finger he grasped the metal sheets and slid them into their places in the boxes. The Crowd watched in awe again as the boxes levetated around then slowly made their way to their destination.

Another motion of his hand to remove the metal sheets the Magician snapped his finger then bowed to the audience and strolled off the stage.

The Audience applauded as the Man left, then marveled at his work once the red fog cleared. The Magicians assistant looked down and felt between his legs, bowed to the audience then followed after the Mage.

The Youth stood dumbfounded in her box. Her face turned bright red as she looked down to see the results of being chosen by the Man. The breasts were still there to her dislikement, then she realized that she had a matching bikini bottom now, and matching equipment. Still bright red from embarrasment the Youth stepped out of the box and looked around for the Mage.

On a table to the far back corner of the stage she noticed a note, as she walked to it the curtains slowly came down removing her from the Crowds sight.

The note read,

"Thank you for participating in the Magicians Corner. You have been a wonderful participant, enjoy your participation prize.

Sincerely,

The Phantom Mage"

PostPosted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 1:50 am
by Mitera Nikkou
That was interesting. Too bad it wasn't longer. ^o^ I wonder about that manga that you drew. Maybe get it scanned at Kinko's? Or by a friend or something?

Is there a volume two?

PostPosted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 1:14 pm
by Stellar
I've thought about a volume 2, I just haven't really come up with a swap concept yet.

And I'm really not sure where a Kinkos is here in richmond >.> I've looked around but.. the east coast is so empty... I'm gonna get another scanner sooner or later off ebay though. Horay for refurbished 1 cent auctions XD

PostPosted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 12:37 am
by Arkain
Capitalization is...random.

A few people clapped at the Youth's courage of the Magician.

This doesn't make any sense.


Other than that, not too bad.

PostPosted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:21 am
by Stellar
XD You know that sort of awkward clap. They didn't really know what to expect so a few tried to encourage the Youth before they started throwing tomahtoes at the strange Man. I actually wasn't sure how to portray the audience at that moment, on paper there's a few *murmer*s and *clap-clap*s in this scene.

And the capitalization is my own preference to subtely give the main three focuses their own... something... >.> I can't really explain it, but I remember in highschool a poet in one of my English textbooks capitalized nouns that were important in a poem, and it sort of stuck with me. Especially since it's done without spoken diolouge, and you can't see the pages yet... It just helps... Me reflect their... Importance? X.x arg... I dunno.

PostPosted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 6:16 pm
by Arkain
No, I mean 'Youth's courage of the Magician.'
What's courage of the magician? (Rhetorical, I know it's a mistake and I'm not trying to be insulting, just making my point clear.)

PostPosted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 2:17 am
by Stellar
Oh, simply that he had courage against the unknown when confronted by the Mage. I know I sure as heck wouldn't get up if I was called on by such a creepy guy >.>

Unless you're asking grammatically if I meant "Youth is courage of the Magician." If so, then you should know I didn't imply Youth's as Youth is; I used courage as a possession of the Youth, so instead of Youths without the comma, it recieves the comma. (I don't mean to sound degrading or mean if the possession explanation was unnessesary)

PostPosted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 8:44 am
by ProphetKing
But in that case shouldn't you have said "the Youth's courage towards the Magician"? Using the phrase "of the' is almost the same as saying the Youth's courage is the Magician's as well.

PostPosted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 2:39 pm
by Stellar
o.o Indeed. That does make it sound loads better, it shall be changed =D

PostPosted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 8:56 pm
by Arkain
Even 'towards' is somewhat iffy.
I'd recommend something more along the lines of "the youth's (yes, lower case ;D) courage in the face of the Magician."

PostPosted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 6:10 pm
by Lia_
Great story. It was kinda confusing with the shifting boxes and all. :D