Red Queen (novel) Puns

In the novel it states they were melted away inside the savior so i wanted to know how nero used them during the final fight

I am paraphrasing but it would go as:

Show a coin to the girl/ guy you are trying to talk to, "here: you can either have this coin, OR I can give you the most valuable advice you will ever hear."

Hopefully as planned the person will opt for the advice to which you will reply.

"Always take the money."

P.S: If actually interested for the book series I highly recommend them starting from the trilogy of the Broken Empire series (first book is prince of thorns) followed by the Red Queens War trilogy.

Great, great novels.

The Red Queen was number 2 in our office, a person who rose through treachery, backstabbing, personal connections and incompetence. You know, the typical way a manager moves up.

She spent 27 months as a line worker before deposing her supervisor in a coup. In this industry it usually takes five years to get to a point where one really knows what they are doing. She then attached herself to an office boss known as Dan the Dirty, doing his hatchet work on employees and so became indispensible to him.

So, when Dan the Dirty came to our office he dragged the Red Queen with him. It was a three month honeymoon where the office was being inspected so she kept her fangs hidden. The day after the inspection report came out it was open season on the staff. The report did say that it was a very productive office.

Well, several things came out within days. This was before we had electronic time cards so she wrote up a 17 page rambling procedure on how to log your time. AL staying in town was one color, going away was another color. SL for yourself was one color, your male spouse was another, female spouse another, kids another, etc etc. We had more colors than a Crayola 64 crayon box. Also, you had to log time by the minute in spite of the fact that the system only took 15 minute increments. People were taking 21 minutes of leave and signing out at 5:19. It drove HR insane. In the procedure, if you came back from coffee after 15 minutes or lunch after 45, you were on leave. You could only take lunch between 10am and 2pm unless you had express written permission in advance from her (we're a 24 hour organization). People on the night were getting daily written authorization from her merely to eat. I was away on assignment in a time zone six hours different and had to get written authorization from her to eat for my entire team on a daily basis because we never ate between 10 and 2 for that time zone. You also had to sign in exactly at 8 and out at 5 (again, we're a 24 hour organization). The Red Queen also developed office and unit spies who would report you if your coffee break went 16 minutes. The office spies were also reviewing your email and your time cards to ferret out any malcontent or color violators. As you can imagine, this did wonders for trust and morale. (This is one of about a hundred insane things that she did)

Here's the malicious compliance part - one type of log entry on your time card was "doing the time card." Huge swathes

The author brings many examples of ancient institutionalized systems of polygamy like in the Inca:

>In the ancient empire of the Incas, sex was a heavily regulated industry. The sun-king Atahualpa kept fifteen hundred women in each of many “houses of virgins” throughout his kingdom. They were selected for their beauty and were rarely chosen after the age of eight—to ensure their virginity. But they did not all remain virgins for long: They were the emperor’s concubines. Beneath him, each rank of society afforded a harem of a particular legal size. Great lords had harems of more than seven hundred women.

He also mentions that even in Christendom polygamy was practiced. I don't recall the exact passages, be he talks about feudal lords depleting many of the surrounding villages of young females for "housework" in the castle. He also mentioned a few castles that had secret passageways from the lord's bedroom to the women's quarters, and even the infirmary...

Is this true? Was the supposedly prude and Catholic medieval period maybe a little more mischievous than we think it was?

In our office, the Red Queen was a petty, vindictive, insecure, incompetent manager, who was the number 2 in the office under Dan the Dirty. Dan the Dirty selected her because she could keep people off of his back while he worked out all day, stalked women and took personal travel on the company dime. In turn, he covered up for her insanity. It was always a joy when the Red Queen would call you unethical while her boss was pillaging the coffers.

Every direct means of addressing the issue was hammered down like a medieval peasant's revolt. HQ received word of the plight of the serfs so Dan the Dirty held a meeting and a morale survey to identify malcontents and destroy them. He then discounted the results of the morale survey and told HQ that the morale problem had been resolved.

So, we peasants resorted to creative means to deal with the Red Queen.

This one is my personal story:

I was on a work assignment and had to use metered parking. I was only there for a short time so I only paid $1.15 on the meter. Since the Red Queen was the biggest penny pincher of all I decided that I was going to claim it. In our system, anything under $25 was considered petty cash and you would just have to fill out a form and certify the expense so I did.

A few days later the finance guy came to me, looking sheepish and said, "You're going to need a receipt for this."

I gave him the WTF look. "It says on the form that this is metered parking. You know you don't get a receipt for metered parking."

He shrugged in resignation. "I know. It's The Red Queen. I'm sorry. I know."

I thought to myself, so you want a receipt? You're going to get a receipt. I went down to city hall and waited for six hours of work time to get to the clerk and ask for a receipt for $1.15 of metered parking. The clerk thought I was nuts until I explained the situation and he kindly printed up a receipt for $1.15 of metered parking. I also got a receipt for the parking at city hall. I then filled out the Red Queen's insane time card, logging six hours of work time as "waiting for a $1.15 receipt for metered parking."

I then filled out the full voucher for a reimbursement for expenses, which is far more involved than petty cash which also involves the Red Queen having to approve the forms and write up a justification, which takes 15 to 20 minutes of her time not including the meeting that I had to have with her to finish the voucher. She chided me for logging so much unproductive t

This is a follow up from The Red Queen. The Red Queen was the number 2 of the office and could be described as an insecure, incompetent micromanager who got to her position by backstabbing, intrigue and politics. She staged several coups to rise in the ranks to get where she was.

In our office we all had to rotate in spending a day answering the complaint call line. For whatever reason a vast number of mentally and emotionally unbalance people would call or visit. Some complaints would be things like all of the individual's organs were harvested, including the heart and brain and we needed to do something. Or, the individual's landlord/mother/girlfriend/boyfriend/etc had replaced their family/friends/significant other with clones/robots/aliens/etc and we needed to do something.

Many of these individuals would demand a name so they could follow up. We had a policy to not give a name, but only a time and date so the person could refer to the contact because, if you gave your name, you would be bombarded by calls and visits from that individual from then on.

Well, the Red Queen heard about this and, in spite of it being contrary to policy, demanded that we give any complainant a name.

So, we gave out hers.

She then got dozens of complaint calls a day for about a week before she figured it out. The tirade was epic.

... and why can't I give it a small gift (it smells faintly of mint) and/or pet it?

good kitty!

After writing for some time, I've just realized that I might be able to add a Lovecraftian layer of symbolism and thematic imagery for the next portion, in addition to what I've already been doing.

So far, I started with a hard-SF, post-apocalyptic Alice in Wonderland, who discovered that, according to certain technicalities, that she could be considered the monarch of Canada (and the UK, which is much less relevant), allowing me to toy with the Red Queen and White Queen, and how even queens are merely chess-pieces and not chess players.

I will soon be writing about her interaction with a city containing much art and madness, from spontaneous musicalism to ponderings on when one person's identity isn't quite separate from another... and I'm thinking of adding non-explicit allusions to a Yellow King.

In the story, there have been roughly four major players whose secret machinations have resulted in the plot, and I'm thinking of tying them to the four stages of classical alchemy - one who wants to break everything down to fertile black soil to start anew, one who wants a pristine-white technological utopia, the aforementioned yellow mad-art city of memetics, and one who concentrates on fecundity and nature red in tooth and claw. (If you're curious, they happen to be based out of what used to be the cities of Buffalo, Detroit, Cleveland, and Toronto, respectively.)

I know enough about the general Mythos to be able to look up the King in Yellow and the black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, but I'm not an expert, and there may be a better set of associations to toy with.

So: Do you have any suggestions, comments, or other advice?

Currently reading the secod to last Red Queen book. So far it's pretty good, although I don't 100% care for Cameron's povs. However I just read Nanny dying and I cried so hard 😭. She was such a lovely character and I don't think she deserved to die at all.

Here is another Red Queen story. As previously mentioned, the Red Queen rose through the organization in record time due to a brilliant combination of treachery, backstabbing, guile, pettiness, vindictiveness and insecurity. She frequently attached herself to someone more powerful and rode that person's coattails to glory. This also afforded her the protection from any consequences for her behavior.

When King Dan the Dirty arrived at our office, the office was productive and efficient with people enjoying the work and the camaraderie. He immediately brought the Red Queen in to be his second. By the time the Red Queen departed with a promotion the office was a wrecked shell of its former self where no one trusted other workers. Nearly all productivity came to a halt and talent was fleeing in droves. The hypocrisy of the whole situation was that Dan the Dirty's claim to fame was in taking personal trips on the company dime, stalking and sexually harassing women and making sure that his second continued to allow him to do it while the Red Queen was hammering the peasants for imaginary ethical violations. To stop word of the discontent, the Red Queen implemented a "no personal conversations in the workplace" rule as well as creating a cadre of office spies to listen in on office chat and to read any email going out of the office that mentioned her or Dan the Dirty.

To be clear, we peasants tried every rational, reasonable and direct method of resolving these issues for a year before screaming into the heavens and saying, if you want to play this game, let's play this game. These were no run of the mill psycho managers, this was the big leagues of sociopathy. One favorite trait of the Red Queen was that she hated and persecuted mothers.

Here's the story: A very good friend of mine and I went out of town to work on a very difficult and demanding task for a week where we were averaging 16 hour days. It was out in a jungle in hot tropical conditions and we were exhausted to say the least. One night, we ran out of supplies to continue the task and so she and I went to the only store open at 2am in that small town. Dead on my feet, I put down the company credit card and they overcharged me by $0.47 in a purchase of around $100. Once complete we went back to work.

The task was very successful and we received kudos from the other organizations that participated. We thought that this was something that might be award worthy or even a thanks would hav

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