Thursday, July 9, 2015

Tales of the Disneyverse - Tale #27 (w/ Commentary Notes)

…A Hero Falls…
(The Merged Realms of Brave and The Sword in the Stone)

            Armageddon. Apocalypse. Ragnarök.

            No matter in what world it was referred as, it still had the same meaning in situations like the one that had befallen the Disneyverse. Merlin had chosen to call it what it was: the end. He, Wart, Archimedes, Russell, and their newest “roommates,” Carl Fredricksen and Dug, could see the chaos take place from his tower residence, which wavered more violently than before, thanks to the continuous earthquakes. Any moment it could give with the six of them still inside; for this reason, he instructed everyone to evacuate.

            They got away in time to avoid the immediate downfall of Merlin’s residence – the first section of the Ector/DunBroch castle to suffer from the devastation. Merlin had no qualms over losing his temporary home, which was merely a place for him to stay while tutoring Wart. What he did fret over was how long the merged worlds had before their ultimate destruction with the rest of the universe. There was no other place for them to go.

            “Is somebody gonna tell me at any time what the heck’s goin’ on?” A baffled and terrified Carl asked while running through the halls of Ector/DunBroch with a group of strangers he had only met for a day. “Am I just dreamin’ all of this craziness?”

            “I assure you, Fredricksen,” Merlin said in his haste, “all that you are experiencing right now is very real.”

            “Everything will be alright, Mr. Fredricksen.” Russell calmly assured his elderly friend. “Genevieve will save us!”

            “Oh, that’s wonderful. That completely lifts my fear of suffering from an attack in the next sixty seconds,” said Carl, clearly expressing his lack of knowing who “Genevieve” was through sarcasm.

            As the six of them ran through the halls of DunBroch/Ector, pieces of the castle itself crumbled all around them. One large portion nearly crushed Wart while the group finally arrived in the Great Hall. There, they found Fergus and Ector engaged in another shouting contest. Apparently, the two men had accused each other of an attack on their castles.

            “Oh, you have got to be kidding me!” Merlin voiced his aggravation over the atrocious topic of the debate, which could not have occurred at a worse time than then.

(Narrative Note: Only twice in Tales of the Disneyverse has the phrase "You've got to be kidding me" has been used - once earlier in Tale #14 by Adrienne and now by Merlin. The phrase has common usage by Livingston in his work, spanning from The Disney Ghostbusters into World of Disney.)

            “Admit it, DunBroch!” Ector yelled. “This is an elaborate attack that you have been planning since the moment you and your clan arrived!”

            “You are crazy to think I have anything to do with what’s going on!” Fergus barked back. “It’s you who’s behind all of this! Behind the disappearance of my daughter, my wife, my wee sons, and everything else I hold dear!”

            “Never mind your wife and daughter!” Ector retorted. “What about my son Kay? Hmm? What did you do with him?”

            Their mentioning of the new disappearances of Elinor and Kay alarmed Merlin, who realized what little time the merged realms had left. Seeing no end to this pointless squabble, he stepped in between the two men and said, “Alright! Enough! Can’t you two buffoons see that your castles – which are one in the same – are coming down over your ears?” As he pointed this out, a large chunk of the ceiling broke away and crashed just a few feet near them. “The world’s ending, men! We don’t have time to waste on bickering!”

            “Are you insane?” Fergus asked of Merlin.

            “I’ve been asking myself that same thing, buddy.” Carl made his presence known in his acknowledgment of Fergus’s inquiry.

(Narrative Note: This is the first and only time in the miniseries that we see two Pixar characters from separate worlds interacting between Brave's Fergus and Up's Carl Fredricksen.)

            “You are not helping!” Merlin snapped at the old man.

            After being momentarily distracted by Merlin, Fergus and Ector continued in their nonsensical backbiting as more of their conjoined castles collapsed all around them. The collapse grew in intensity so much that one piece fell much faster and harder than the others, crashing into the dining table and smashing it to pieces on its impact. It was enough to bring Fergus and Ector out of their dispute once more and look to the crash site along with Merlin, Carl, Russell, Dug, Wart, and Archimedes. They all discovered at the same time that what had crashed was not a part of the castle but a person who crashed through the castle.

            As the person faintly stood up from the shattered table, Merlin realized to his stupefaction that this person was Sean Thomas. However, his features were shrouded and entangled with those of his seventeen reincarnations. He had the upper left half of Ellison’s head with her long brown hair, the upper right half of Genevieve’s head with her long blonde hair, Adrienne’s right eye with her piercing stare, Victoria’s left eye, Mindy’s lips, Tiffany’s nose, Jacqueline’s cheeks, Marla’s chin and neck, Buohler’s teeth, Yvette’s left arm, Anne-Marie’s right arm, Michael’s right hand, Theresa’s left hand, Sheryl’s torso, Allison’s left leg, and Tasha’s right leg.

(Authorial Note: For Thomas's "mangled" appearance, Livingston was inspired by Frankenstein and A Scanner Darkly. He incorporated the idea of a being living with the body parts of various individuals out of Frankenstein and the "scramble suit" from Scanner Darkly, which constantly changes aspects of one's appearance.)

            His body was a mangled assemblage of different people and appeared to be quite the monstrosity to Ector and Fergus, neither of whom were used to seeing such an abomination to humanity. The two men unsheathed their swords, appearing ready to put this poor creature out of its misery (or their misery). Their action was quickly noticed by Merlin, who stepped in their path with his arms raised.

            “NO! DON’T!”

            Nonetheless, Fergus and Ector were relentless, willing to go through Merlin just to destroy “Sean.” Merlin shut his eyes and prepared for the worst; but, after a few seconds, he did not feel himself being trampled on. Curiously, he reopened his eyes to see that Ector and Fergus had vanished – compliments of the rift’s devastation on their merged worlds. What had been a devastating sign of the end became a beacon of hope in this case for Merlin, who was spared from Fergus and Ector’s wrath along with “Sean.”

            “Merlin…”

            He heard the whispers of seventeen different people calling out to him and turned his attention to “Sean,” who fought to stand upright. His body trembled uncontrollably until it turned into a shimmering figure in the eyes of Merlin and the others. “Oh, dear,” said Merlin, staring upon this poor result of magic that was beyond his comprehension. “What has happened to you?”

            “Sean” responded with a statement that, due to his overlapping voices, was lost in its structure. It sounded to Merlin and the others like “I lost control,” but it came out as “Lost I control” – repeated seventeen times.

            “Do something, Merlin!” Archimedes pleaded. “Help this poor creature!”

            “You can help him, can’t you?” Wart inquired.

            Merlin shrugged. “I-I-I don’t know. I’ve never dealt with magic like his before.”

            “But you’ve got to!” Russell exclaimed. “He’s our only hope!”

            “I-I’m sorry, my boy.” Merlin regretfully said. “I don’t know what can be done.”

            Tears fell from Russell’s eyes as he looked to the shimmering, amalgamated figure and approached it while removing Genevieve’s locket from his neck and opening it. “You have to remember who you are,” the Wilderness Explorer told the shimmering being that was his greatest friend and personal hero. He placed the opened locket in the hand that belonged to Theresa.

            Bringing it up to its flickering face, the Guardian of the Disneyverse gazed at the locket more closely. Its vision shimmered as the rest of its body had, making it almost impossible to see the two old photos inside the locket. But it managed to focus and see the photos of the wife and daughter of Sean Thomas. Distant memories suddenly flashed within its mind of a past life – the life of a happy yet troubled man who only wanted the best for his wife and daughter. He had a mother, Joan, and a father, Tomas, who together gave him life in 1986 and raised him into the respectable man he was. He had friends at his workplace, The Muppet Theater, and they were once the friends of his mother and father, as well as Diana – his grandmother. He lived to the age of 83 and died at a hospital bed with his wife and daughter beside him – his last words being “I’m sorry.”

(Narrative Note: The details on the death of Sean Thomas have varied from story to story, particularly on the subject of his age at the time of his passing. While Tales alludes to him dying in his early 80s, subsequent stories have presumed him to have died much earlier in his 60s. Since the series deals with time travel and the alterations of it, these differences in detail can be owed to something that could have happened in the past to change them.)

            These memories and those of another life he lived – one in which he had sisters and his father had died sometime in his youth – sparked something in the Guardian that resonated through his form. No longer did his body tremble or shimmer – it glowed in a radiant rainbow of colors, mixed in with gold, with its mangled features erased and left his appearance as blank as a mannequin. His arms were outstretched and his head titled back, the locket hung from the fingertips of his left hand as he emitted an intensely bright glow that blinded Merlin, Archimedes, Carl, Russell, Dug, and Wart.

            As if he knew what was to come next, Merlin conjured up a spell that transported himself, his owl, his pupil, and their otherworldly friends out of the Great Hall, leaving the Guardian alone as his featureless, genderless body lifted off the floor and glowed brighter and brighter. Finally, it released a shockwave of energy fierce enough to bring the Great Hall and the rest of the Ector/DunBroch castle to pieces in an explosion that dealt greater damage than the rift that threatened the merged realms.

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