Fan fiction
“I don’t mind going by myself mama, I always do!” said 8 year old Tintin
as he set off for another summers adventure. “If you are sure Tintin, be home
in time for your tea!” Off he went with his usually attire, a trench coat, bag,
pen, and paper to enjoy what was going to be another beautiful day with lots to
write about! Tintin, a young Belgium journalist in the making enjoyed writing
about what he got up to each day.
Today was no exception, as Tintin took a route he had never before
taken, finding himself unsure of where he was in no time. Only this time,
Tintin who was usually the master of getting himself out of sticky situations
found the sun was going down and it was getting dark. As he pushed through
branches dusted off old signs he found himself walking in circles. “Oh no, I’m
going to miss my tea and mama is going to be very worried!” Tintin grunted. It
was however with a satisfied grunt, as regardless of the trouble he was in
Tintin wouldn’t help but admire his new surroundings. Huge tree’s what would
have been around for centuries and beautiful flowers blossoming along the
track. “Just magnificent”, he whispered as he got his pen and paper out.
The sun was almost completely gone and Tintin could no longer see. “Of
course!” he shouted with joy, “I packed my flash light!” Suddenly Tintin heard
the rustling of bushes and a faint noise. He was not one to get frightened, and
followed the noises. ‘THUD’ Tintin was startled as something rolled out of the
bushes and rolled right before his feet.
Tintin crouched down to find a small shivering puppy covered in dirt.
“Hello little guy, where did you come from?” Tintin asked. The puppy responded
with nothing but a small yelp. Tintin picked him up and cradled him, “boy I
can’t wait to write about this!”
Together they head off on the journey home. Tintin heard footsteps
behind him and turned his head. Maybe this man will know the way out of here,
he thought to himself. “Hello sir, do you know the way outside of this bush?”
“NO!” The man yelled. “Oh, I will tell you the way out if you give me your
puppy.” “No thanks sir, we will find our way”. “Give me the puppy, or else!”
The man threatened, as he tried to grab Tintin by the collar. Tintin quickly
ducked out of the way and tumbled off the track down a steep hill for what
seemed like forever. “Blistering
barnacles” he shouted as he tumbled trying not to squash the puppy. At the
bottom Tintin was covered in leaves and sticks in a small bed of water. Not
scared, Tintin thought up ways to get out of the situation. But before he knew
it, the puppy was clearing the way of leaves and sticks off of Tintin. “Good
boy!” he said as he sat up and gave the puppy a pat. It didn’t take long for
Tintin to realise that he was not far from home, and he brushed himself off and
again cradled the puppy. “I’ve seen this
river before it leads us right back to the house! I know the way boy” he said
excitedly as he set off on his journey down the river. He took off his trench
coat and wrapped it around the wet puppy as he shivered and whimpered
slightly.
Tintin found his way home before the sunrise. “Where have you been? I
was worried sick!” Shouted mama while she smothered him in hugs. “I got lost mama;
this puppy helped me find my way home”. “You cannot keep him Tintin; we will
clean him up in the morning and find him a home”. Tintin tossed and turned all
night. Wow, what a day he thought as he thought up ways he could keep the
puppy. He always wanted a friend to go out with him on his journeys.
Tintin was up at the crack of dawn ready to see the puppy and write down
everything he could about him. “Good morning”, Tintin greeted. “Woof!” the
puppy yelped with excitement to finally see someone. Tintin scrubbed and scrubbed
the puppy until he was spotless. “Look at that mama, he is white as snow!”
“Please can we keep him, just one more day?” “You can keep him for the morning
Tintin, then he must go.” Tintin used
that morning like it was last, as he had never had a friend. The puppy followed
him everywhere, and barked in response every time Tintin spoke. His mama
watched over as Tintin looked so happy playing with and caring for this puppy.
“Oh I can’t give him up”, she murmured to herself.
“Tintin, it’s time to come in”. As Tintin ran over to his house, the
puppy sprinted closely behind with his tongue flapping around. He sat neatly
next to Tintin as he said to his mother “Is it time for him to go now?” with a
saddened look on his face. “No Tintin, I am going to let you keep him.” Now you
must think of a name!”
“Oh mama his name is Snowy!” “I am going to look after him and make sure
his coat is always as white as snow”. Snowy, the small little terrier looked up
at his new owner and knew that he had found his home and promised himself that
he will always help Tintin, the way Tintin helped him.
Commentary
My fan fiction
replicates a lot of Vogler’s (1998) points, however does not follow them all. Typically,
my fan fiction which enters the world of the comic ‘The Adventures of Tintin’
stays close to the ordinary world without exploring elements of the
supernatural. Tintin obtains his original characteristics of an adventurous boy
who is able to overcome obstacles. However my fan fiction takes a different
approach to a typical Tintin story line and explores him in his childhood. By
taking the reader back to Tin tin’s childhood, they are able to see how some of
the most prominent characters in a story were introduced, which in this case is
Snowy. Thus, it links to Act 1 of Voglers structure and explores and ordinary
world while establishing the setting and characters. The turning points and
transition to Vogler’s act two occurs when Tintin is faced with an enemy, which
in this case I Am referring to as the Herald. When developing the characters of
my fan fiction, I can refer to some of Vogler’s character archetypes (Volger,
1998).
The Hero – Vogler (1998) determines the hero of a story as the
character who puts another characters safety before theirs by sacrificing their
own needs. Tintin, the hero of the story very often finds himself is sticky situations;
however is a master at getting himself out of them. Getting lost in the bush is
the first turning point of the story, according to Vogler, when Tintin was faced
with the decision of saving the puppy, or leaving it there and getting home.
Obvious for Tintin, a character who thrives off challenges he opted bring the
puppy to safety and warmth, playing a heroic role for a character in need
(Vogler, 1998).
The mentor - Vogler (1998) describes this as a parent like
figure who is protective of the stories hero. In this case, as Tintin is a
child his mother plays the role of his mentor. From the beginning of the story
she shows protective traits towards Tintin before he takes off on an adventure,
and on his late return. She further backs up her mentoring role at the
concluding moments of the story where she lets Tintin keep Snowy as a reward
for his behavior.
The Herald - Vogler describes the herald as a character that
gives the hero new challenges, and therefore would refer to the man in the bush
as the herald of the story, as he puts the hero in a dangerous situation. He
tries to persuade Tintin to hand the puppy over in exchange for information,
and then applies force towards them both. Regardless of his spiteful
intentions, his heralding failed and actually helped Tintin find his way home,
which gave the story momentum to push to the conclusion (Vogler, 1998).
The ally – The ally according to Volger is a character who
travels with the hero and serves many functions throughout their journeys. While
Snowy is not much of an ally for Tintin throughout this story, it sets them up
for the rest of the Adventures of Tintin. Tintin typically meets his ally for
the first time, without knowing that one day he will not only play the role of
his best friend, but his mentor, and ally as well.
Thus I was able to
follow Vogler’s mythical structure and character archetypes, however was
limited to only some of the plot points. I hope to have achieved
portraying him as a courageous and outgoing aspiring reporter from a younger
age.
Vogler, C. 1998. The
writer’s journey: Mythic structure for writers. Studio City, CA: Michael Wiese
Productions.
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