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Review: 'Red Sails in the Fallout', by Paul Kidd

Edited by GreenReaper as of Sat 16 Jul 2011 - 22:03
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Red Sails in the Fallout
Red Sails in the Fallout: A D&D Gamma World Novel
Paul Kidd (Wizards of the Coast, July 2011)
Paperback $7.99 (307 pages); Kindle $6.39.

This second novel in Wizards of the Coast’s “Gamma World” series is considerably Furrier than the first. As before, the setting is 150 years after a Hadron Collider catastrophe has destroyed civilization, creating a world in which “the survivors of some mythical future disaster must contend with radioactive wastes, ravaged cities, and rampant lawlessness. Against a nuclear backdrop, heroic scavengers search crumbled ruins for lost artifacts while battling mutants and other perils.”

Red Sails in the Fallout” is not just anthropomorphic, it is flamboyantly and bizarrely Furry.

The setting is the desert town of Watering Hole, location unspecified – but obviously Australia, even if we did not know that Paul Kidd is one of Down Under’s leading Furry fans. Watering Hole is “home to a population of perhaps three hundred, spread across an intriguing collection of families, species, and sub phyla.” The leading establishment in Watering Hole is Snappy’s Tavern:

The tavern was also home to a number of female ‘dance artists’ who were not so much exotic as downright weird. Still, the lunchtime cat girl show always drew a steady crowd. The owner was an easy-going mutant crayfish, her bouncer was eight feet tall and sheathed in rock, and the waitresses could temporarily clone themselves during rush hour.

The main characters are two young women, Xoota and Shaani:

As far as mutant humanoid animals went, Xoota was a fairly typical, fun-loving child of the apocalypse. She was a mutated quoll: a short, compact female figure dressed in sun veil and leathers. Xoota had the thighs of a rider, an archer’s muscles, and tawny fur covered in bright white spots. Across her belly, below the navel, she had a neat little marsupial pouch, and a handful of whiskers jutted from her scruffy muzzle. Her nose was pink, her ears long, and her prehensile tail often twitched in irritation. She wore a leather halter around her breasts, a ragged cloth around her head, and at her belt hung a mace made from metal cogs. A powerful crossbow rode across her lap.

That’s not all. Xoota also has a pair of feathery mothlike antennae just above her eyes with which she can sense imminent danger. She rides Budgie, a giant flightless budgerigar in her searches through the dangerous landscape around Watering Hole for salvageable relics of the pre-apocalypse world.

Shaani is a mutant albino lab rat with an enthusiasm for scientific research and a Pommy accent:

The rat girl was pure white and pink eyed, limber and full of guileless energy. Her features were very humanoid, despite a long, expressive tail and a pointed, delicately pretty rat face. She wore a cotton singlet, voluminous shorts with many pockets, and clunky work books. She used her meager cleavage to stow an ancient penlight. She had delightfully long, white hair plaited back into a ponytail. The rat girl planted her shovel in the salt, pushed a pair of spectacles up on her nose, and climbed happily out to greet her guest.
‘Jolly glad to see you. It was getting a tad lonely. This is a bit of a find, what?’

That is their default appearances, anyway (attractively depicted on Jason Chan’s excellent cover painting). There are also frequent but fortunately temporary “alpha mutations”:

“[Shaani] blinked then checked under her arms. ‘I’m growing tentacles. What a bother.’
Xoota shrugged happily, drinking another ale. ‘Had to happen eventually.’
‘I suppose so…Still, it is better than the time I accidentally grew a rubbery shell. I suppose they’ll wear off eventually.’
‘Spose so. Meanwhile pass the cheese.’”

Xoota also meets Wig-wig, a friendly swarm of mouse-sized earwigs with a single, empathetic hive-mind, in the wasteland. The quoll saves Shaani’s life and the rat girl promptly appoints herself Xoota’s Best Friend. It is very much an Odd Couple relationship. The grumpy Xoota is irritated by Shaani’s teaching Budgie to say, “Who’s a pretty boy, then?” and other parroty phrases, and Shanni’s noisy filing down of her incisors in the morning.

But this is just incidental color. The real plot is about Watering Hole’s sole source of water going bad, and Xoota’s (and Budgie’s), Shaani’s, the Wig-wig collective’s, and Benek’s (a superciliously sinister human) three thousand kilometer trek on the windship ‘Sand Shark’ into the unknown desert – from which no one has ever returned – to fix the problem. There are plenty of anthropomorphic gecko girls, frog men, cockatoo-riding razorback war pigs, and others around Watering Hole, and many adventures with more mutant plants and animals during our heroes’ quest into the unknown desert.



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Not a change most of us would mind I'm sure ;)

Never read Gamma World books before, or really many of the different D&D setting books, but I did always find an interest in that rpg series - too bad the old rule books are difficult to find these days.

Wow, $7.99 for a paperback? Been awhile since I bought something at full price... didn't realize full price has gone up to that these days ^.^;;;

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To think that when I began buying s-f paperbacks in the 1950s, the average price was 35¢ or 50¢. $7.99 is now the norm for a "cheap paperback". Since public libraries tend to not get paperback novels, you had best bite the bullet and buy this before it goes out of print.

By the way, I e.mailed this review to Paul Kidd. He replied that the publisher has edited out all of the snarky footnotes he had put into the text.

Fred Patten

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snarky footnotes?

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Paul Kidd has given me permission to post his missing footnotes for Flayrah's readers:

1. "Quoll"
In its un-mutated form, the Western Australian Quoll (“Chuditch”) or Australian Native Cat is a charming little creature – bright eyed, bushy tailed, and capable of taking a human finger off merely for the thrill of it. Inquisitive, clever and quick, they are the clearest possible illustration that ‘cute’ does not necessarily mean ‘cuddly’…

6. "Omega Ale"
The mutagenic properties of Omega ale would probably get it banned in any sensible society. Exported from “’Snappy’s Tavern” to many other villages, it was originally intended simply as a relaxing drink – leading the export kegs to all be marked “The Stuff That Refreshez.” Once the mutagenic properties were discovered, the local council insisted the motto be changed to “The stuff that can randomly alter your DNA, with possibly horrific results”. Fortunately, due to low literacy levels, this did not substantially reduce sales.

9. "Religion"
Gods gain little respect amongst the denizens of the Westralian Desert. There are, however, a few legendary names from the past that are well revered. Darwin, patron of alpha mutation, and Oppenheimer, patron of bright ideas are the most popular. Enola Gay, patron of unexpected deliveries, also still enjoys a certain notoriety amongst caravan guards and those with two or more heads.

10. "Religion pt 2"
All in all, the ancient gods are not taken seriously. Whoever the gods are, apparently none of them saw that Gamma Terra was coming.
Ancient truck drivers, travelling to many lands, once carried the images of gods inside their vehicles. Scholars have identified many of these deities – including Wuff – the nodding-headed dog that watches out for dangers. Alo’ha, the grass-skirted goddess that made for happy home coming, and of course, the dice images that represent the gods of good fortune.
The chrome images of naked women often found upon mudflaps are collected and revered by the most pious Sand Town residents. These chrome images, depicting as they do the naked female form, clearly represent the spirit naked before the great journey of life. The ancient truckers were obviously a pious and deeply philosophical breed.

11. "Tea!"
Aaah tea! This noble beverage, steeped in tradition, is still grown by the denizens of the Western Australis desert. The camellia bushes are lovingly fed and watered, then chased in a yearly round up and driven to market. Plucked and shorn, the plants are returned to the wilds, while the leaves are threatened, clubbed into submission, cured and dried.
Tea comes in a number of distinct varieties: The most common are Black knobbly, Longhorn, Strontium blue, and Shaani’s favourite – Irish Breakfast with just a smidge of Beryllium 90.

13. "Water"
Water, of course, is the most priceless commodity in the desert. It defines trade routes – citizenship at ‘Watering Hole’ grants set rights to draw water from the village well.
Swimming in a major water source can sometimes irritate the locals. At ‘Watering Hole’, it would be a faux pas. The giant Water Fleas from Darkfield Cistern, however, claim that their presence actually improves the flavour.
- All in all – we suggest that you stick to the tea…

17. "Trail ration"
Biltong: A delicacy generally made by lovingly laying sliced road kill in a vat of vinegar, roliling it in herbs, and then hanging it out to dry on the back porch for a few days. The resulting tasty treat can be used as iron rations on treks across the veldt. It also makes a handy kosh for self defence situations. A skilled hunter could theoretically bludgeon animals to death with lumps of their own preserved, marinated relatives.

Fred Patten

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Is he stepping on an anthropomorphic tennis ball?

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Looks like the face of one of the frog men. (See the full image for a clearer view.)

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It's good to see something other than canines or felines getting the limelight.

Apparently the Large Hadron Collider is a popular source of concern.

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Gamma World's switch from a nuclear war to the LHC bringing the destruction produces a quite a lot of face-palming by some RPG fans I know working in related fields... but that is coming from WotC and not the book's author.

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Just finished reading the book and enjoyed it thoroughly. It's a rollicking good fun adventure, with lots of enjoyable silliness plus some real drama. I heartily recommend it.

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Got a copy of the book. Wish there was a sequel. And yes they changed it from "nuclear war" to a more Weird Science-y explanation... which is unsurprising as science marches on, and the idea of pure radiation, without the intervention and interaction of science stranger than any we know, doing anything but liquefy your DNA has passed out of popular vogue (I blame microwave ovens. Everyone in Western Civilization has seen firsthand what radiation does to organic substances.)

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