Which is better?
Nov. 18th, 2012 05:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Eurydice, belatedly realizing Orpheus isn't coming*, finds her own way out of Hades.
As above but rather than not coming at all, Orpheus shows up late (added later) by which time Eurydice has found her own escape. This may explain why the god of the dead was not willing to let Orpheus look at the face of the woman he was leading out of Hades.
*He is a poet so it is not like he has to actually do the romantic quest thing to get credit for doing the romantic quest thing, as long as he has an explanation for why Eurydice is not with him.
As above but rather than not coming at all, Orpheus shows up late (added later) by which time Eurydice has found her own escape. This may explain why the god of the dead was not willing to let Orpheus look at the face of the woman he was leading out of Hades.
*He is a poet so it is not like he has to actually do the romantic quest thing to get credit for doing the romantic quest thing, as long as he has an explanation for why Eurydice is not with him.
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Date: 2012-11-18 11:26 pm (UTC)Orpheus not showing up at all because he's a lying scumbag sends a definite message.
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Date: 2012-11-19 12:52 am (UTC)I like the second one, which ends with Orpheus discovering the trick afterwards and then going back to Hades and singing every soul in Hades and Elysium into bloody revolt, overthrowing Hades...
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Date: 2012-11-19 07:56 pm (UTC)Say, does the original story say exiting Hades actually restores life or are we just talking roaming shades in the lands of the living?
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Date: 2012-11-20 01:41 am (UTC)He doesn't think the ancient Greeks had ghosts.
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Date: 2012-11-20 01:11 pm (UTC)I hope his word choices are better in his novels.
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Date: 2012-11-19 04:36 pm (UTC)http://chinamieville.net/post/20675897361/4-final-orpheuses
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Date: 2012-11-20 03:53 am (UTC)Bruce
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Date: 2012-11-22 10:07 pm (UTC)1: I was a sophomore in high school. At the time I was a skate punk and the girl in question a spoiled daughter of a judge who...did things with an entire wrestling team. She was good looking, motivating me to overlook that. One day, she told me she was in love with me...but to ask her out, I needed the permission of a football player twice my size on steroids with an alchohol problem who everyone else liked more than me. He, of course, said no. This lead to me throwing my lot in with...these folks: http://www.deviate.4mg.com/pictures.htm and waging a low level guerilla campaign for two years over the girl against the football team. Every day, I battled the football players, being shoved into lockers and such. But I persisted. In the end, I had a final confrontation with the football player at 4th of July fireworks. By this point, I had become very frustrated with the girl herself going along with all of this and exhibiting no agency of her own, we expecting modern women to actually do something, and called her a whore, then got in a fist fight with the athlete in question until the punk people in the picture came to my aid.
2: I was in college. I had gone native with the people in the pictures, was in a punk band and lived in punk house squats doing anarchist protesting. I was dating a Macedonian girl with a septum ring (its right next to Greece!).
The vegan punk movement was feeling in a very Soviet mood and decided to form a hierarchical power structure with a certain number of people as leaders. One of these was a man named Lewer who sort of resembled a cross between Lavrentii Beria and Quagmire on Family Guy with a bit of that admiral in the CJ Cherryh novel Downbelow Station who runs the Union clone armies, Azov. He wanted the Macedonian.
He had the other "leaders" threaten me into moving to California. Not that California is bad, its climate is delightful, but they did it so they could have my girlfriend. Once in California, my parents drove to California and stole my car. I had a childhood friend who was on Who's The Boss for a season in the late 1980s, seen here: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0357185/ who had a girlfriend I did not see eye to eye with that lived in Los Angeles, which some people equate with Hell, or if you're an ancient Greek, Hades.
I was in Eureka, Ca when I learned the Macedonian had been basically abducted and given to this Lewer character. I slept on the child actor's couch for three days and got in an argument with his girlfriend. I left. She threatened me on AIM. I found that the Macedonian had exhibited the agency you others speak of, and escaped, to LA. But...she decided I was not worth it as a boyfriend and was now dating local men, and threatened to sue me when I contacted her.
3: I went to NJ again to try to retrieve my car. I added a girl named Ariel Tuzzeo I had known as a child, and we had had a mutual crush on each other. I expected a vapid sort, but she had become punk like me, or at least a goth. The problem was...since I moved as a third grader, she felt abandoned by me and had become vengefully obsessed with me in the intervening two decades. She went to great pains to hide this. She invited me to play paintball as a date.
She meets me, asks in a sinister voice "are you waiting for someone?" then reveals a bald Morrocan man she has brought for the express purpose of making me jealous. She then lectures me at length about how when I moved I gave up any right to date her, we play paintball, I get diabetes and have to sit in a shed, she abandons me on the snow covered paintball course in Schuykill, PA, and I am forced to hitch hike home with some Mexicans. So in that one, the Eurydice analogue basically enacted a bunny boiler style revenge scheme against me, the Orpheus stand in.
I hope these provide examples of how Eurydice could have acted differently.