Evil palate cleanser fic idea I will probably not write because it would run way too long:
TLB AU. Remove some of the 'end of the world' bullshit and just have the Calormene invasion plot using Shift's cult as a cover. Jill and Eustace fail to save Narnia from the invasion, get chucked through the stable door... and instead of random afterlife hijinks, they are right back on the train as it crashes into the station.
For extra bonus angst, not everyone dies. Some do (I'd probably roll dice to decide, because I trust random chance more than my ideas of narrative 'appropriateness' in this case), others are permanently disabled to various degrees, and even the ones who recover fully have a long hard road to get there. And they have to live, knowing they failed and Narnia is now an outpost of Calormen, and they have no idea if any of them (or anyone unrelated to them) will ever get a chance to go back and fix it.
Have they lost the rings in the accident? If so, woe! If not, oh my god the knock-down ethical fights I could play out, mwahahahaha. Also Susan gets to say "I fucking told you so" to people because they are (at least some of them) alive to listen.
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Quick, someone remind me that I don't like writing England-based Narnia fics because the historical research is prohibitive and also I need more long WIPs like I need a gaping bullet wound in my gut.
TLB AU. Remove some of the 'end of the world' bullshit and just have the Calormene invasion plot using Shift's cult as a cover. Jill and Eustace fail to save Narnia from the invasion, get chucked through the stable door... and instead of random afterlife hijinks, they are right back on the train as it crashes into the station.
For extra bonus angst, not everyone dies. Some do (I'd probably roll dice to decide, because I trust random chance more than my ideas of narrative 'appropriateness' in this case), others are permanently disabled to various degrees, and even the ones who recover fully have a long hard road to get there. And they have to live, knowing they failed and Narnia is now an outpost of Calormen, and they have no idea if any of them (or anyone unrelated to them) will ever get a chance to go back and fix it.
Have they lost the rings in the accident? If so, woe! If not, oh my god the knock-down ethical fights I could play out, mwahahahaha. Also Susan gets to say "I fucking told you so" to people because they are (at least some of them) alive to listen.
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Quick, someone remind me that I don't like writing England-based Narnia fics because the historical research is prohibitive and also I need more long WIPs like I need a gaping bullet wound in my gut.