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wilderlogs2018-06-01 05:34 pm
therevanchist) wrote in wilderlogs2018-06-01 05:34 pm
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[OPEN] A Tale Told By an Idiot
Who: Revan and Whoever
What: Misled by the badass title, Revan attempts to read The Sound and the Fury
Where: Philly library
When: Towards the end of the Philly stay
Warnings/Notes: The Sound and the Fury is basically a nonstop parade of awful, so if you want, we can just stick to Revan not knowing what golf is or whatever to avoid dealing with early/mid-20th century race and gender issues and horrid people being horrid to each other.
[Anyone less stubborn would have given up days ago. Revan, on the other hand, is seated at a table in the reference section, surrounded by books pulled from all over the library, none of which seem to have any relationship to each other. A copy of the Concise Oxford, still large enough to brain livestock. A single-volume history of Germany and another one about the state of Mississippi. The official rules of golf. A biography of Thomas Jefferson and a history of Cambridge, England, both pushed off to one side. Harvard Observed: An Illustrated History of the University in the Twentieth Century, published of course by Harvard University Press. Several slim books about Easter, all obviously for children. And so forth.
Directly in front of her, stuffed full of flimsy paper bookmarks printed with the library's hours pilfered from the circulation desk, lies the cause of all the trouble: an unassuming paperback copy of The Sound and the Fury, with all the terrible stock photo cover design a cheap reprint of a classic entails. Revan herself is scribbling something in a spiral-bound notebook with a ballpoint, her surprise at the sheer amount of paper in the city long subsumed by irritation over this maddeningly incomprehensible book she's found.]
Why does it even matter?
What: Misled by the badass title, Revan attempts to read The Sound and the Fury
Where: Philly library
When: Towards the end of the Philly stay
Warnings/Notes: The Sound and the Fury is basically a nonstop parade of awful, so if you want, we can just stick to Revan not knowing what golf is or whatever to avoid dealing with early/mid-20th century race and gender issues and horrid people being horrid to each other.
[Anyone less stubborn would have given up days ago. Revan, on the other hand, is seated at a table in the reference section, surrounded by books pulled from all over the library, none of which seem to have any relationship to each other. A copy of the Concise Oxford, still large enough to brain livestock. A single-volume history of Germany and another one about the state of Mississippi. The official rules of golf. A biography of Thomas Jefferson and a history of Cambridge, England, both pushed off to one side. Harvard Observed: An Illustrated History of the University in the Twentieth Century, published of course by Harvard University Press. Several slim books about Easter, all obviously for children. And so forth.
Directly in front of her, stuffed full of flimsy paper bookmarks printed with the library's hours pilfered from the circulation desk, lies the cause of all the trouble: an unassuming paperback copy of The Sound and the Fury, with all the terrible stock photo cover design a cheap reprint of a classic entails. Revan herself is scribbling something in a spiral-bound notebook with a ballpoint, her surprise at the sheer amount of paper in the city long subsumed by irritation over this maddeningly incomprehensible book she's found.]
Why does it even matter?
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...So what's the big deal about golf?
[She grabbed the rulebook rather than anything about the cultural context, so all she knows is that there are a lot of regulations governing how you whack balls with sticks in tournament play.]
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[ That's a surprise question, and the context takes Kevin's memory zooming back farther than it usually has any reason to go.
Ten years is a long time.
Ten years is nothing at all. ]
It's this game rich dudes play while they're pretending to work.
[ Nailed it. ]
Unless you mean like... its deal deal? That I don't know, man.
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[That suddenly makes a piece of the theme click into place, and Revan nods. Good job, team.]
The Compsons are a net loss for the human species, but I honestly can't tell if the author realized that or thought he was writing a tragedy.
[Kevin read the book, he'll get it. Right?]
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[ Kevin is only 30% sure he knows what "status marker" means. He's even more lost on what a "net loss" is when she says that, it sounds very financial. At least it's probably bad, right? ]
I don't... I mean, I read the Cliff Notes kinda [ mostly, a percentage of them ] but it just didn't make a whole lotta sense. Everybody sounded like a major loser.
[ Shit. Okay, maybe he has another opinion. ]
Benjy was real sad though.
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[Solve her problems by explaining the concept of study guides, Kevin.]
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[ His grin gets sly. ]
Teachers hate those.
[ He takes a glance around the library. ]
Bet you they got some around here if the rats didn't eat them or whatever.
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They'd be in the low 800s.
[Yes, she's got the Dewey Decimal System more or less figured out.]
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Why do you wanna read that anyway?
Nobody's out here making you write an essay, right?
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[Ladies and gentlemen and skater kids: Revan, greatest Jedi of her generation.]
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Girl I am so sorry.
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[She picked it out of a "Great American Novel" endcap. The Force was not with her at that moment.]
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Look, I'mma go see if they have that thing.
[ Kevin skates off deeper into the library like a completely responsible person.
After a few minutes, he comes rolling back. ]
No dice, man. If they had it, it's not here.
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It was a good thought, anyway. Thanks for looking.
[Revan smiles, disregarding for the moment that he's some kind of dark side abomination and she shouldn't be making friends with him.]