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Inversus by LoneGunGuy (PG)
Hi. I'll be reccing XF stories for September. I thought this would be easy, since so many excellent stories have been recommended already and there wouldn't be much left to choose from. Boy, was I wrong. Whittling my list of choices down was really difficult. This month's recs will be a mix of gen and het, casefiles and short stories. I hope you'll enjoy them.
Fandom: THE X-FILES
Pairing: NA (Mulder & Scully do the work partner thing here)
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: No current one that I can find
Why this must be read: Inversus was written for a Virtual Season 8 project, so takes the familiar form of an XF episode. It's a tightly written case file (one of the best XF fic casefiles out there, in fact), with an intriguing central mystery, a memorable victim/villain, some startling, surreal imagery and Mulder and Scully written as the intelligent sleuths they are.
From the episode teaser:
There was a pile of dishes and silverware in the sink, rinsed but not yet soaped. As Usher watched, the wine bottle attached two plates to itself, touching them with the tip of its cork and fastening them to its back. Then it flapped the plates like wings. Usher felt the gentle breeze on his face, heard the rhythmic sound of clinking china.
The bottle flapped its new wings faster and faster until they became a blur, the clinking rising to an insectile buzz.
Then it took off.
Usher ducked. The bottle flew over his head and began circling the light above, its shadow weaving crazily around the room. After a moment, it stopped, hovering near the ceiling. Usher ventured a look upward. He could see light shining through the glass, the red wine sloshing into a froth against the insides of the bottle as the plates flapped madly.
The bottle looped around the light fixture and buzzed across the kitchen. Usher flattened himself against the floor, watched as the bottle landed on top of the refrigerator, knocked over a pile of napkins, then turned and flew out the door to the dining room and was gone.
After a few seconds had passed, Usher got to his feet and hefted the poker. His head was swimming. Idly, he kicked a broken plate out of his way and headed after the bottle, his manuscript still tucked under his arm.
The next room was dark. Usher turned on the light, saw that the wine bottle was sitting on the dining room table, facing him.
Somewhere the bottle had found a corkscrew, which it had attached to its snout like a proboscis. The corkscrew was large and very sharp, a pointed helix of steel as long as a man's index finger.
Usher looked at the bottle. The bottle, it seemed, looked back --
Inversus by LoneGunGuy
(Note that this is not a direct link. This archive, which appears to house the only copy of the story available on the web, doesn't allow direct linking to the text. You can find the story by scrolling down 20 headers, under "Authors-L")
Fandom: THE X-FILES
Pairing: NA (Mulder & Scully do the work partner thing here)
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: No current one that I can find
Why this must be read: Inversus was written for a Virtual Season 8 project, so takes the familiar form of an XF episode. It's a tightly written case file (one of the best XF fic casefiles out there, in fact), with an intriguing central mystery, a memorable victim/villain, some startling, surreal imagery and Mulder and Scully written as the intelligent sleuths they are.
From the episode teaser:
There was a pile of dishes and silverware in the sink, rinsed but not yet soaped. As Usher watched, the wine bottle attached two plates to itself, touching them with the tip of its cork and fastening them to its back. Then it flapped the plates like wings. Usher felt the gentle breeze on his face, heard the rhythmic sound of clinking china.
The bottle flapped its new wings faster and faster until they became a blur, the clinking rising to an insectile buzz.
Then it took off.
Usher ducked. The bottle flew over his head and began circling the light above, its shadow weaving crazily around the room. After a moment, it stopped, hovering near the ceiling. Usher ventured a look upward. He could see light shining through the glass, the red wine sloshing into a froth against the insides of the bottle as the plates flapped madly.
The bottle looped around the light fixture and buzzed across the kitchen. Usher flattened himself against the floor, watched as the bottle landed on top of the refrigerator, knocked over a pile of napkins, then turned and flew out the door to the dining room and was gone.
After a few seconds had passed, Usher got to his feet and hefted the poker. His head was swimming. Idly, he kicked a broken plate out of his way and headed after the bottle, his manuscript still tucked under his arm.
The next room was dark. Usher turned on the light, saw that the wine bottle was sitting on the dining room table, facing him.
Somewhere the bottle had found a corkscrew, which it had attached to its snout like a proboscis. The corkscrew was large and very sharp, a pointed helix of steel as long as a man's index finger.
Usher looked at the bottle. The bottle, it seemed, looked back --
Inversus by LoneGunGuy
(Note that this is not a direct link. This archive, which appears to house the only copy of the story available on the web, doesn't allow direct linking to the text. You can find the story by scrolling down 20 headers, under "Authors-L")
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