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Warren Hutch


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Daring Do and fellow adventurer Red Glare find themselves in a pernicious predicament as they are dragooned into doing some desert dirty work for the villainous Al Miraj. Can they survive the treacherous tunnels and retrieve the mysterious Amulet of Kaboo? Will they make it to the Mountain of Ra before their luck runs out? If you wish to know the answers, read on...

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Comments ( 20 )

Henna Baba of Ra?
At least they didn't catch an illness, like Wilted Dizzy Knee.

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Luckily, you can only catch that in the Magic Kingdom.
:pinkiehappy:

Fantastic story from beginning to end. Wonderfully pulpy and engaging. Extended a bit, it'd be just the thing for a rainy afternoon.

Also, dat Rocky and Bullwinkle reference. :rainbowkiss:

Huzzah! From the maker of "Windfall" and "Earth and Sky", an update!

Ohh, this looks good... I'll just put this in my "read" list...

lol, the short description...

Daring Do delves the dangerous depths and dares the distant deserts.

That cracked me up :rainbowlaugh:

Looks like there's some Belligerent Sexual Tension between Daring Do and Red Glare.

Is it odd that I saw the Rocky and Bullwinkle reference as soon as Kaboobie conjured that hat?

Thanks for the story!

High in the remote territories of Mooskatchewan, a lone bull moose sat atop a tree stump amongst the blue spruce and pine, practicing his act for the upcoming annual potluck and talent show over in Saskahoof. He wore a threadbare tailcoat, and held a battered top hat atop his broad hoof. With deliberate care he rehearsed his lines. "Nothin' up my sleeve!"

Again? That trick never works!

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If you put two pulp adventurers together that's generally what you get. :ajsmug:

I am quite eager to read this, as it looks pretty interesting.

However, I noticed a few paragraphs in that you repeatedly forget hyphens. Example: an evening gown that was no longer quite so form fitting. Add a hyphen when you do things like that. Just remember: The noun-verbing object needs a hyphen between words, as do the noun-adjective, such as needle-sharp, and noun-verbed object, like poker-faced.

You don't need to fix it, but I thought I as a Grammar Nazi should bring it to your attention.:twilightsheepish:

Loved it.

So the Camel Genie's name is Kaboobie. Hmmmmm, why does his name and description sound so darned familiar to me.......?:ajbemused::applejackunsure:

*thinks about it for a minute or two, then it clicks*

Ahhhh, I remember now! "Kaboobie" the name of the winged camel (non-talking, except for the typical camel noises) in the old Hanna-Barbera cartoon from the 60s (when I was a kid), Shazzan. It was one of my faves.:twilightsmile:

Thinking back, though, I don't think that that Kaboobie had a goatee or a top-knot, or wore earrings, or other jewelry. Sounds like you combined him with the Genie Shazzan. Well done, and thanks for the l'il trip back into my childhood.:ajsmug::twilightsmile:

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OH HO HO HO HO! YOU'RE MOST WELCOME, O GENTLE READER!

:pinkiehappy:

"Wrong hat?"

"I take a seven and a half..."

*Grins* Very nicely done. Daring is always great fun to read when in the hands of an author who can help her shine.:twilightsmile: Nice nod to Bullwinkle too n_n

Oh wow. That was a great chapter. I love your sense of humour.

A few things that stood out to me:

"Open Sesame? Really? What is this, 'A Thousand and One Arabian Neighs'?"

The rabbit mastermind gave a shrug in reply. "Most of the time the ancients wouldn't bother to change it."

The idea of lazy ancient temple/artefact repository contractors using "off the shelf" security bits in their designs and not bothering to change the default passwords is deliciously barmy. :derpytongue2:

There were more warmly glowing lanterns, their light made hazy by a drapery of cobwebs that hung from what would have been a difficult to see network of tripwires, or in this case flapwires. Clearly the builders of these traps hadn't completely discounted flying intruders.

That was a nice immersive touch. 1/3 of the dominant culture in the world has the ability to fly, so of course the designers would take that into account.

Spinning scythes or saw blades, she guessed, from the characteristic whirring. Poison darts were more of a New World thing, and generally came with a puff of compressed air or the twang of a spring.

Looking back to Indiana Jones, you are right! :rainbowderp:
I never really made that connection before.

"Mmm. Another old school trap. I've seen it so many times all over the world that I've gotten in a few arguments with Thor Neigherdahl at the Globe Galloper's Club over whether it was carried to the New World by colonists from the Old World or just originated spontaneously in different cultures."

I love it! :twilightsmile:
It would be interesting to see Daring give a lecture at a university about the history and development of temple traps.

The tangled ball of camels with the horned rabbit at its core launched out the other end and flew rapidly toward the horizon, trailing a five voiced chorus of fear and dismay. "AIEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeee." As they vanished, a tiny flaring star went *ping* and faded in the boiling azure sky.

Team Miraj is blasting off again! :rainbowwild:

He scampered over and grasped the edge of the little carpet, yanking it out from under her and sending her toppling backwards into the door with a loud yelp,<...>
As she struggled upright, he laid out his ill gotten rug on the street and clambered atop it, lighting his horn with sinister purple magic with a scowl on his face. The glow suffused the carpet and caused it to lift off, sailing away over the rooftops as its tiny, fuzzy occupant muttered dark curses and promises of vile vengeance under his breath.

Grand theft carpet? Only in Sadle-Arabia I suppose...

The ebullient genie sat back on his haunches, and a glossy black top hat appeared, upturned atop his free hoof. As the mystical camel dangled him over it, Al Miraj began to kick and writhe in his iron grip. "No! No! Anything but that! No! Nooo! Aieeee!"

Kaboobie dropped him into the hat without ceremony, the villainous magic rabbit's wail of dismay fading as if he were dropping a great distance into a void.

And that is where Angel Bunny came from...

Overall this was an excellent little Daring Do story. I certainly enjoyed reading it.

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Ho ho ho! Thanks most kindly for reading my little tale. I'm mighty glad you enjoyed it! :pinkiesmile:

Thanks especially for commenting so extensively, 'cos that's my absolute favorite kind of reader! :pinkiehappy:

(And super duper mega bonus points for using the word "barmy" while you did so. :pinkiecrazy: Coming as I do from the other side of the pond, its usage tickles me immensely. :rainbowwild::raritystarry::yay:)

Loved the uh oh tiles and the Rocky and Bullwinkle reference. :pinkiehappy:

Think you for this most awesome amazing story !!! :pinkiehappy::rainbowwild:

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