Hey Plague, asking for some writing advice. You said how much you hate dragons because they're so overused and unoriginal. However do you believe there's merit to be had in taking well established mythical beasts/settings as a starting point, and then rewriting many aspects of the race, their culture, etc in order to subvert expectations? For example -- a story about Hell where demons have advanced to levels of modern tech and humans aren't aware of this, simply because the bible is really old.
No, because everyone does that too. Here, look. Let’s raise up Strawman McStrawmanson for a moment and have a talk with him:
Okay Strawman, stop trying to reuse the same old bullshit everyone keeps reimagining and come up with something new. I don’t care that Orks in X’s universe are actually hyper intelligent robots, or that Elves in Y’s universe are vampires from space or Z’s universe has dragons that are all spirit forms that form a giant ghost tree or whatever. Show me something new, not a reskin of an original idea someone had a thousand years ago. The fact that you’re facing the need to alter their origins or background demonstrates just how tired they really are. It’s like Hollywood movies. Stop reskinning old concepts and doing remakes. It’s hard. I know. And there’s no such thing as 100% originality. But try, Strawman. Try.
"B-b-but literary reinterpretation is the core of - " NO. STOP. Stop, Strawman. You sicken me. Your face is so stupid, and just like, way out past your head right now. In my face. MY face. You’re attacking me right now, with your creative indolence. And your face. It’s just begging to be punched; I can’t explain it.
At least the very first guy that ever came up with the idea of a dragon, twenty thousand years ago, had the miniscule amount of imagination in his tiny walnut brain to see a lizard in the dirt and imagine bat wings on it. Ooo! Amazing! What a fucking genius that guy was, Strawman. Then these tired old fucks have a whole god damned Aerie of the fucking things in DS2, with so many they cloud the sky. I GET IT. Thank you. I’ve seen them. We’ve all seen them. Shut up about the worthless fucking garbage sky lizards. Shove them up your ass. Which no doubt is quivering in anticipation of more dragons, since it’s been shitting them out all day. Can’t let the reservoir run dry, after all. A deep cavern, a vacant well of ass juice and gold where the ancient creatures can curl themselves to sleep in the knowledge that they will always have a home, because you can’t wipe them free of your snaking colon.
Oh, what’s that? Yes, yes. Greed metaphor. Fuck off. No one even does that anymore. They’re just video game bosses now. Dragons and big red demon men. Next idea please, you fucking twats. Your lives revolve around imagination! Strawmen. Are you not ashamed of yourselves, Strawmen? Strawmen. Listen. Kill yourselves. Please. Look at the cover of your latest novel, Dragon Quest 5: The Dragonlinging, one last time. Observe the image of your self-insert: a shirtless dark elf raising his glowing enchanted mastercrafted dwarven longsword to yet another red, scaled draconic god, the hint of an erection protruding from his tight, green leather chaps. Both of them. They both have chaps. And erections. Now raise a gun to your empty skull. And put a bullet in it. Please. Maybe the viscera from your shattered cranium will paint a better picture on the walls than you ever painted in your prose. You animals.
Nice question, retro! Although, maybe I’m not the best person to direct this question to…