I'm working on a possible trope for ATT, and I'm coming up dry on examples. Does anybody know of anything that I don't have yet?

Here's the trope description:

Quote:So you're Trapped in Another World, one that you recognize from fiction back home. And it's a work with a character that you really, really liked. And you've met that character here. Wonder of wonders, after the character gets to know you, they really, really like you, too; when you asked whether they want to get married, They Do. Congratulations! But this story doesn't end there with a Happily Ever After; you and your special other still have a life to live together.

Married Mai Waifu For Real is when what would otherwise be an "Author Avatar gets the character" Wish Fulfillment story continues after the wedding. This is not just about getting the girl (or whoever); that's Happily Ever After. This is about telling stories about full-fledged relationships; the characters have to balance their work and family lives, and they have children if they've been together for long enough.

In many ways, this is a Deconstruction of Happily Ever After, done in a way that doesn't invalidate that trope's basic premise.

7:00 AM local time, September 12, 2016


Unfamiliar ceiling.

It was an unfamiliar bed, as well. But her bed-mate was very familiar to her. She nudged her girlfriend. "Are you awake?"

"Errrr... I am now. What's wrong?"

"We're not at home."

Her girlfriend sat up quickly and took a look around. "Why are we in a hotel room?"

"Do you think that some new enemy has abducted us, Haruka?"

"No, if we were prisoners, our transformation wands wouldn't be on the table over there, along with what looks like your violin case."

They both got out of bed, She walked over to the table, and relaxed somewhat when she saw that the violin case was labelled "海王みちる". She relaxed even more after she opened the case to reveal her Stradivarius violin, her favourite bow, and her usual brand of bow rosin. Then she tensed up again when she noticed the envelope between their transformation wands and Haruka's car keys. It was addressed to Haruka Ten'oh and Michiru Kaioh... but it was in English. "You need to see this."

"And you need to see this," Haruka said as she picked up a piece of paper near the room's door. "We're in a Super 8 hotel."

"Is that bad?"

"There aren't any Super 8 hotels in Japan. And there isn't any place named Cornwall in Japan, either. And how am I reading this so easily? It's in English."

"Are we in England, then? That's the only Cornwall that I know of."

Haruka double-checked the hotel receipt. "No, this says Cornwall, Ontario, Canada."

"Intriguing. Well, if we're in Canada, we should do as the Canadians do, shouldn't we? Wash up now; this letter can wait." Michiru walked over to Haruka, and the two of them continued to the washroom.

An hour later, both women had showered and were dressed, wearing their own clothes from their suitcases that they discovered in the room's closet. They had opened the curtains to discover they were in a second-floor room, overlooking a parking lot that held a few dozen cars including Haruka's convertible.

"If this letter is trustworthy, we're in a different reality."

Haruka looked up from reading the other document that was in the same envelope: an International Driving Permit with her name on it. "And if this is authentic, it's not 1994 any more. It's 2016."

"The letter mentions that as well. 'Ere', whoever that is, also apologized for not leaving us in Ottawa with the other Sailor Senshi. Apparently there was no place available to park your car. He or she suggests that we use this fuel card," Michiru pulled what looked like a credit-card with a Petro-Canada logo from from the envelope, "to pay for a tank of gas, drive to Ottawa, and meet with the others."

"I don't like being told what to do."

"You always get into trouble when you ignore what you've been told, you know that. Are we even able to do something else?"

"That depends. My wallet's filled with cash right now. What about yours?"

"The same, as always. But how long will that last us?" Michiru asked. "We don't know how much food, fuel, and lodging cost in Canada."

Haruka grinned. "At the least, we won't be doing what we've been ordered to do."

"Despite the fact that that means we won't see Usagi-san and the girls for a while? From what the note said, they'll worry about us."

"Do you remember that mess Ami-san mentioned about the Dead Moon Circus? The youngsters don't need us to hold their hands."

"And what about Setsuna and Hotaru?"

"Considering what we did when we pretended to side with Galaxia, they might not want to see us right away."

Michiru sighed deeply, then said, "You have a point. It would probably be best if we were to make ourselves scarce for a while. Where should we go, then?"

"Whoever paid for this room also paid for breakfast for both of us. Let's start with the hotel restaurant."

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Bob should know why I'm posting this one here.

Liberal MP Greg Fergus elected Speaker of the House of Commons

That took less than a week. Here's hoping that this restores at least some of Canada's credibility on the world stage.

It seems like it goes everywhere. But it also goes nowhere.

Get on in Finglas Village. Drive for 30 minutes. Look out the window at the desolation beyond.
Still in Finglas. But it's more than that. It's the Bleakness of it.
That Grey Dunne's Stores that's half shuttered at 18:30 in the evening.
The backarse of Ballycoolin, and another interminable age of industrial estates.
A road that might've last been resurfaced when De Valera was Taoiseach leading down to Connolly Hospital.
Taking every wrong turn possible trying to get to the Blanchardstown Centre.
Time crawls. The engine threatens to shake itself apart everytime the bus stops.
A gentleman's watching a video on gun laws and firearms made prior to 1898.
3 teenage girls are talking about their JLO's. Not Jennifer Lopez.
You finally get off after watching the continents drift beneath the wheels of the bus and look at your watch.
It's been less than an hour since you got on the poxy thing. Entire geological ages have passed in your soul.

For a friend who is having a special day
even if it's not the good kind
do your best in your own way
to show that you love sharing their time


I don't know who else may need to hear this, but remember that there can't be any more good days if there are no more days, and the sun still always goes down on a bad day eventually. If it's someone on this board, I check here every few hours at most and am at least willing to be ranted at in PMs if you feel like that will help.

CBC: Trudeau accuses India's government of involvement in killing of Canadian Sikh leader

TL;DR: The murdered man was a Canadian citizen, who was saying things that the Indian government did not like. Yesterday, the Prime Minister announced in Parliament that he had been informed of "credible allegations" that the Indian government was connected to the murder.

If true, then it makes me wonder when - not if - they'll do the same thing in other countries.

Fables Intellectual Property declared public domain By Bill Willingham, the creator
 
Appears to be the end stage of a blow up with DC Comics

(Somewhere in England Alan Moore is raising a toast)

(Edit:  Intellectual Property is declared Public Domain, not comic (DC still owns those as Rob pointed out)

One piece at a time, of course.

The Register: Long-lost 1977 Star Wars X-Wing prop discovered – lock s-foils in bid position

So if you've ever wanted to own a Colonial Viper, or Captain Kirk's TOS uniform and toupee, or a... no, let's not describe the stuff from Flesh Gordon here... now's your chance. Assuming you have enough money to bid on them, of course. There's a link to the auction catalogue in the article.