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  1. THE WARLORD OF MARS (1979)
    Acrylic - 20” x 25”

    I have had a special fondness for The Martian Tales by Edgar Rice Burroughs ever since I first read them in my early teens. 1/5

    #sciencefiction #illustration #edgarriceburroughs #martiantales #johncarter #barsoom #delreybooks

  2. Weird pictures of the day are a couple of vintage Spanish Edgar Rice Burroughs' paperbacks with cover illustrations by Prieto. (Not books I own, btw). #weird #weirdart #artsky #fantasyfiction #BookChatWeekly #booksky #VintagePaperbacks #EdgarRiceBurroughs

  3. Weird pictures of the day are a couple of vintage Spanish Edgar Rice Burroughs' paperbacks with cover illustrations by Prieto. (Not books I own, btw). #weird #weirdart #artsky #fantasyfiction #BookChatWeekly #booksky #VintagePaperbacks #EdgarRiceBurroughs

  4. JOHN CARTER OF MARS (1979)
    Acrylic - 22” x 28”

    I’ve had a special fondness for The Martian Tales by Edgar Rice Burroughs even since I first read them in my early teens. This was the last of 11 covers, so it seemed fitting to have John Carter and Dejah Thoris ride off into the sunset. 1/3

    #sciencefiction #illustration #edgarriceburroughs #johncarter #barsoom #delreybooks

  5. THE CHESSMEN OF MARS (1979)
    
Acrylic - 20” x 25”

    “As Gahan entered his square, U-dor leaped toward him with drawn sword with such fury as might have overborne a less skilled and powerful swordsman.” 1/4

    #sciencefiction #illustration #edgarriceburroughs #johncarter #barsoom #delreybooks

  6. THUVIA, MAID OF MARS (1979)
    Acrylic and Gouache on Illustration Board - 20” x 25”

    Here was another one of the Barsoomian beasts that was basically an Earthly one with more legs. 1/5

    #sciencefiction #illustration #edgarriceburroughs #barsoom #delreybooks

  7. A PRINCESS OF MARS (1978)
    Acrylic on Illustration Board - 24” x 28”

    I have a special fondness for The Martian Tales by Edgar Rice Burroughs, ever since I first read them in my early teens. 1/4

    #sciencefiction #edgarriceburroughs #johncarter #dejahthoris #barsoom #delreybooks

  8. #ReturnToTheFateGear

    17: The Divine Triangle

    #FanFiction #OthersidePicnic #FateGear #EdgarRiceBurroughs
    #wss366 #MastoPrompt #JMusicFriday

    “We have entered the Divine #Triangle!” Captain Mina’s voice boomed over Fate Gear’s speakers.

    (“And we know what that means,”) Fate Gear added. (“Nothing returns from the Triangle!”)

    “But we shall return as the heroes that brought down the Heavenly Host. And if we don’t, we’ll be legends!”

    (“Lucifer is a legend too.”)

    “No, I’m real,” a voice issued from the bowels of the ship.

    Everyone’s head jerked around, looking away from the foul sprawling spawn above.

    (“Ha, ha, fooled you.”) Fate Gear chuckled, accompanied by a trickling whistle.

    Sorawo wasn’t laughing, though. She was looking at the sky. The open maw aloft drew ever closer as she waited for Toriko’s return with Benimori. Meanwhile, the captain preached the gospel of resistance, accompanied by sarcastic asides from Fate Gear.

    “Words are not enough; resistance is action.”

    (“Yeah, asking your grocer why eggs aren’t cheaper. Not enough!”) Fate Gear cracked.

    The ship picked up speed as the creeping horror began drawing them in until Yuri started using the anchor and sails for drag.

    (“Don’t just insult the rich. Eat them with an egg on top!”) Fate Gear jeered.

    “You heard the ship! EAT THE RICH!” Mina was in full swing, frothing at the mouth and shaking her fist at the looming abomination.

    “Thank goodness,” Sorawo said as Toriko and Beni arrived.

    “What the f-ing hell is that!?” Beni asked, staring at the amoebic rent filling the horizon.

    “Later, Beni,” Sorawo said, guiding Toriko’s hand to where she saw the sorceress’ fading portal.

    “I can’t get a hold of it. There’s not much left,” Toriko said—"wait—wait, got it!"

    The three dove through the hole. The last thing they saw was Captain Mina’s silhouette at the prow against a backdrop of the black eldritch horror and the fading refrain of:

              The master of the underworld
              distort even logic and refuses to downfall his body.
              Moment of liberation has come.
              This holy force,
              The light that erases the shadows.

    Force Of The Holy feat.橋村姫 Music Video (Filmed at E.E.F 2025) / FATE GEAR

    Conclusion

    #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366
    #UraPi #Steampunk #Pirates #Metal #JMetal #Satire #PoliticalSatire

  9. #ReturnToTheFateGear

    17: Burning down the Heavens

    #FanFiction #OthersidePicnic #FateGear #EdgarRiceBurroughs
    #wss366 #MastoPrompt

    After that, things moved swiftly. A balloon ferried Captain Napier to the Fate Gear.

    “You capitalist swine! How long have you been leading these running-dog lackeys?” Mina hailed Napier, embracing him. “Never mind. Wait till you hear what I’ve planned! We’re going after the ultimate tyrant. We’ll be burning down the heavens. My cabin, MiLord; the wind has ears. More importantly, I have a 100-year-old brandy looted from Emperor Muskrat’s yacht. Tiss sweet, like poetry, and smooth as silk.”

    "#Better than yer rotgut grog and I'll hear yer plan. If it doesn't sound good after that bottle, we'll know it's Tommy rot," Napier said.

    The two departed, leaving a scowling Nana with the Otherside pair.

    “And what might you two be thinking, lollygagging in the rigging? You may be gunner’s mates to the Captain, but yer nothing but lumps of tar. Get ta polishing the brass or you’ll be wishing you were #home with the fishes.”

    Soon, the two were polishing brass and whispering together.

    “I don’t like how things look,” Sorawo said. “Mina’s plans to attacking a god.”

    “Not just any god,” Toriko said. “The one they worship in Canada—well, actually all the West. He’s one mean hombre sending plagues, turning people into salt, and telling them to sacrifice their sons. His own son had to sacrifice himself to make God back off.”

    “So you’re worried too?”

    “A little,” Toriko said, putting her arms around Sorawo’s neck, burying Sorawo's face in her bosom. “Protect me.”

    “Stop it, you perv,” Sorawo said, pushing Toriko away. “This is serious.”

    “You’d better take my tits seriously.” Toriko pretended to pout.

    “Whatever! Come on. I need you to stop messing around and listen.”

    “Alright.” This time her pout was real.

    “When I was looking for the mergaunt’s mother, I spotted a remnant of the portal the sorceress used. If things get bad, you can pull it open.”

    “Not without Benimori”

    Sorawo, about to protest, stopped. Caring about people was new to her. “You’re right, with Benimori.”

    As they spoke, Napier and Mina left the cabin. Whether from the brandy or bravado, they both swaggered across the deck. Napier slapped Mina on the back, causing her to stagger. “I haven't heard anything so audacious in years. Here’s to burning down the heavens.” He raised the nearly empty brandy bottle and drained it dry. “Who’s the eunuch now!” he bellowed out, laughing as he slapped Mina on the back again.

    “There she is!” someone shouted as the Fate Gear, Venus Falcon, and the two biremes raced away from Mercury.

    Sorawo and Toriko looked up. Undulating in the sky was a black amoebic hole. The monstrous maw sucked everything around it into itself.

    ”I’ll get Beni!” Toriko said, heading for the galley.

    Grand Conclusion Next Week.

    #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #NMRTTFG
    #UraPi #Steampunk #Pirates #Satire #PoliticalSatire

  10. #ReturnToTheFateGear

    17: Burning down the Heavens

    #FanFiction #OthersidePicnic #FateGear #EdgarRiceBurroughs
    #wss366 #MastoPrompt

    After that, things moved swiftly. A balloon ferried Captain Napier to the Fate Gear.

    “You capitalist swine! How long have you been leading these running-dog lackeys?” Mina hailed Napier, embracing him. “Never mind. Wait till you hear what I’ve planned! We’re going after the ultimate tyrant. We’ll be burning down the heavens. My cabin, MiLord; the wind has ears. More importantly, I have a 100-year-old brandy looted from Emperor Muskrat’s yacht. Tiss sweet, like poetry, and smooth as silk.”

    "#Better than yer rotgut grog and I'll hear yer plan. If it doesn't sound good after that bottle, we'll know it's Tommy rot," Napier said.

    The two departed, leaving a scowling Nana with the Otherside pair.

    “And what might you two be thinking, lollygagging in the rigging? You may be gunner’s mates to the Captain, but yer nothing but lumps of tar. Get ta polishing the brass or you’ll be wishing you were #home with the fishes.”

    Soon, the two were polishing brass and whispering together.

    “I don’t like how things look,” Sorawo said. “Mina’s plans to attacking a god.”

    “Not just any god,” Toriko said. “The one they worship in Canada—well, actually all the West. He’s one mean hombre sending plagues, turning people into salt, and telling them to sacrifice their sons. His own son had to sacrifice himself to make God back off.”

    “So you’re worried too?”

    “A little,” Toriko said, putting her arms around Sorawo’s neck, burying Sorawo's face in her bosom. “Protect me.”

    “Stop it, you perv,” Sorawo said, pushing Toriko away. “This is serious.”

    “You’d better take my tits seriously.” Toriko pretended to pout.

    “Whatever! Come on. I need you to stop messing around and listen.”

    “Alright.” This time her pout was real.

    “When I was looking for the mergaunt’s mother, I spotted a remnant of the portal the sorceress used. If things get bad, you can pull it open.”

    “Not without Benimori”

    Sorawo, about to protest, stopped. Caring about people was new to her. “You’re right, with Benimori.”

    As they spoke, Napier and Mina left the cabin. Whether from the brandy or bravado, they both swaggered across the deck. Napier slapped Mina on the back, causing her to stagger. “I haven't heard anything so audacious in years. Here’s to burning down the heavens.” He raised the nearly empty brandy bottle and drained it dry. “Who’s the eunuch now!” he bellowed out, laughing as he slapped Mina on the back again.

    “There she is!” someone shouted as the Fate Gear, Venus Falcon, and the two biremes raced away from Mercury.

    Sorawo and Toriko looked up. Undulating in the sky was a black amoebic hole. The monstrous maw sucked everything around it into itself.

    ”I’ll get Beni!” Toriko said, heading for the galley.

    Grand Conclusion Next Week.

    #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #NMRTTFG
    #UraPi #Steampunk #Pirates #Satire #PoliticalSatire

  11. #ReturnToTheFateGear

    16: Carson Napier

    #FanFiction #OthersidePicnic #FateGear #EdgarRiceBurroughs
    #wss366 #MastoPrompt

    The trireme was now so close that the Otherside pair could read the name on the prow, Venus Falcon. The biremes had fanned out, threatening to flank the Fate Gear from the starboard and port. Meanwhile, the swift galleys marshaled to sweep in once the behemoth ex-prison ship was brought to heel.

    “Hold your fire,” Mina bellowed. The order was as sudden as it was unexpected.

    “Navigator, I wish to hail them,” the captain said.

    Yuri flipped on the amplifiers.

    "Hail, Captain Napier! You imperialist dog! Was Venus too hot a berth?" Mina’s voice boomed out.

    The man at the prow of the Venus Falcon signaled, and a white flag swept aside the black. The thunder of a single cannon #report drew all eyes to the trireme.

    Captain Carson Napier [Note 1] sheathed his sword before making a gesture not found in any book of signals.

    “Fly the countersign,” Mina said into the hush that had fallen.

    [Note 1] Captain Carson Napier: #Origin: The Venus series (also known as the “Amtor series”) written by Edgar Rice Burroughs.

    Continued next week in Burning Down the Heavens.

    #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #NMRTTFG
    #UraPi #Steampunk #Pirates #Metal #JMetal #Satire #PoliticalSatire

  12. #ReturnToTheFateGear

    16: Carson Napier

    #FanFiction #OthersidePicnic #FateGear #EdgarRiceBurroughs
    #wss366 #MastoPrompt

    The trireme was now so close that the Otherside pair could read the name on the prow, Venus Falcon. The biremes had fanned out, threatening to flank the Fate Gear from the starboard and port. Meanwhile, the swift galleys marshaled to sweep in once the behemoth ex-prison ship was brought to heel.

    “Hold your fire,” Mina bellowed. The order was as sudden as it was unexpected.

    “Navigator, I wish to hail them,” the captain said.

    Yuri flipped on the amplifiers.

    "Hail, Captain Napier! You imperialist dog! Was Venus too hot a berth?" Mina’s voice boomed out.

    The man at the prow of the Venus Falcon signaled, and a white flag swept aside the black. The thunder of a single cannon #report drew all eyes to the trireme.

    Captain Carson Napier [Note 1] sheathed his sword before making a gesture not found in any book of signals.

    “Fly the countersign,” Mina said into the hush that had fallen.

    [Note 1] Captain Carson Napier: #Origin: The Venus series (also known as the “Amtor series”) written by Edgar Rice Burroughs.

    Continued next week in Burning Down the Heavens.

    #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #NMRTTFG
    #UraPi #Steampunk #Pirates #Metal #JMetal #Satire #PoliticalSatire

  13. #ReturnToTheFateGear

    15: Pirates of Mercury

    #FanFiction #OthersidePicnic #FateGear #EdgarRiceBurroughs
    #wss366 #MastoPrompt

    It was true. The mergaunts had delayed the Fate Gear just long enough for the pirate fleet to catch up. The fleet was a ragtag bunch, comprised of everything from decrepit galleys resembling junks to gold-embossed, three-tiered triremes. Small, swift galleys were already in position to cut them off. Like gnats, they encircled the Fate Gear above, to starboard, and to port. Below, on the #surface, having finished the fallen mergaunts, magma worms waited hungrily.

    The Fate Gear could have plowed through the galleys ahead of them, but the resulting hail of arrows, bullets, and cannon fire would have been difficult to withstand. Staying would be suicide.

    “All hands to their stations,” Captain Mina bellowed. “Yuri, get this tub of ungreased gears moving. If she blows a boiler, so be it.”

    “Aye aye, Captain,” Yuri replied, while Fate Gear whined.

    (“All my gears are well oiled, and I don’t have any boilers.”)

    “Get moving, you capitalist swine, or I’ll tear every one of your gears out and throw them overboard!”

    (“Aye aye, Captain Tinbottom.”) The Fate Gear’s tone may have been sullen, and the insult ludicrous, but it surged forward. The beams creaked, and the generators throbbed as the ship threw every ounce of its power into outrunning the pirates.

    “You two up there,” Mina yelled up at Sorawo and Toriko. “You are hereby #installed as gunner’s mates. If any of those mercurial scavengers come into range, pick them off. We’ll show them that the Fate Gear isn’t a lily-livered, limp-dick jellyfish. Our blood runs as true and red as any buccaneers.”

    “I wish she wouldn’t describe our blood as running,” Sorawo said under her breath.

    “It’s a saying,” Toriko responded, still smiling at becoming a gunner’s mate.

    “Saying or not, I wish she wouldn’t do it.”

    Behind the ship, the smaller galleys were losing ground. Ahead, many of the galleys turned away, fearful of the massive bulk of the repurposed prison ship hurtling toward them. The Fate Gear and its crew would have surely won free except for the trireme and two accompanying biremes. Their oars caught the ether, propelling them ever faster after the Fate Gear.

    A simple skull and crossbones flew from the trireme's mast, and a muscular yet lean man stood at the bow. Unbound, his blond hair flew free in the wind. His bold face showed no signs of fear. His prey was almost within reach, and he would capture it as easily as a falcon snatches a dove from the air.

    #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #NMRTTFG
    #UraPi #Steampunk #Pirates #Metal #JMetal #Satire #PoliticalSatire

  14. #ReturnToTheFateGear

    15: Pirates of Mercury

    #FanFiction #OthersidePicnic #FateGear #EdgarRiceBurroughs
    #wss366 #MastoPrompt

    It was true. The mergaunts had delayed the Fate Gear just long enough for the pirate fleet to catch up. The fleet was a ragtag bunch, comprised of everything from decrepit galleys resembling junks to gold-embossed, three-tiered triremes. Small, swift galleys were already in position to cut them off. Like gnats, they encircled the Fate Gear above, to starboard, and to port. Below, on the #surface, having finished the fallen mergaunts, magma worms waited hungrily.

    The Fate Gear could have plowed through the galleys ahead of them, but the resulting hail of arrows, bullets, and cannon fire would have been difficult to withstand. Staying would be suicide.

    “All hands to their stations,” Captain Mina bellowed. “Yuri, get this tub of ungreased gears moving. If she blows a boiler, so be it.”

    “Aye aye, Captain,” Yuri replied, while Fate Gear whined.

    (“All my gears are well oiled, and I don’t have any boilers.”)

    “Get moving, you capitalist swine, or I’ll tear every one of your gears out and throw them overboard!”

    (“Aye aye, Captain Tinbottom.”) The Fate Gear’s tone may have been sullen, and the insult ludicrous, but it surged forward. The beams creaked, and the generators throbbed as the ship threw every ounce of its power into outrunning the pirates.

    “You two up there,” Mina yelled up at Sorawo and Toriko. “You are hereby #installed as gunner’s mates. If any of those mercurial scavengers come into range, pick them off. We’ll show them that the Fate Gear isn’t a lily-livered, limp-dick jellyfish. Our blood runs as true and red as any buccaneers.”

    “I wish she wouldn’t describe our blood as running,” Sorawo said under her breath.

    “It’s a saying,” Toriko responded, still smiling at becoming a gunner’s mate.

    “Saying or not, I wish she wouldn’t do it.”

    Behind the ship, the smaller galleys were losing ground. Ahead, many of the galleys turned away, fearful of the massive bulk of the repurposed prison ship hurtling toward them. The Fate Gear and its crew would have surely won free except for the trireme and two accompanying biremes. Their oars caught the ether, propelling them ever faster after the Fate Gear.

    A simple skull and crossbones flew from the trireme's mast, and a muscular yet lean man stood at the bow. Unbound, his blond hair flew free in the wind. His bold face showed no signs of fear. His prey was almost within reach, and he would capture it as easily as a falcon snatches a dove from the air.

    #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #NMRTTFG
    #UraPi #Steampunk #Pirates #Metal #JMetal #Satire #PoliticalSatire

  15. #EdgarRiceBurroughs offered a wealth of critical fodder with his #Tarzan stories (was it even necessary to list all the problems, starting with the very idea of him?), or his #Barsoom series, where the protagonist #JohnCarter had been a captain in the Army of New #Virginia before becoming a Martian warlord. "A #Confederate officer?" Atticus's father had said, appalled. "That's the hero?"

    (1/4)

    #JimCrow #racism #bigotry #fiction #fantasy #scifi

  16. Se 150 anni fa non fosse nato #EdgarRiceBurroughs non ci sarebbe stato #Tarzan. E senza il nostro eroe (Dio mio, non ci sarà qualcuno che..), niente sigla di questo varietà #TV del 77-78. P.S. ci si creda o meno, l'altro lato di questo 45 giri è uno dei brani dell'estate 2025: è stato 1) remixato e vabbè.. 2) ricantato da Ditonellapiaga. Chi l'avrebbe mai detto. #SandraMondaini - Ma Quant'è Forte Tarzan! (1977) - Invidious iv.duti.dev/watch?v=R2PjxTa_Ssw

    @spettacoli

    #music #UnoLibri #literature

  17. Se 150 anni fa non fosse nato #EdgarRiceBurroughs non ci sarebbe stato #Tarzan. E senza il nostro eroe (Dio mio, non ci sarà qualcuno che..), niente sigla di questo varietà #TV del 77-78. P.S. ci si creda o meno, l'altro lato di questo 45 giri è uno dei brani dell'estate 2025: è stato 1) remixato e vabbè.. 2) ricantato da Ditonellapiaga. Chi l'avrebbe mai detto. #SandraMondaini - Ma Quant'è Forte Tarzan! (1977) - Invidious iv.duti.dev/watch?v=R2PjxTa_Ssw

    @spettacoli

    #music #UnoLibri #literature

  18. #wss366

    #ReturnToTheFateGear

    Chapter 12: Bat’s of Mercury

    #FanFiction #OthersidePicnic #FateGear

    Toriko and Sorawo were soon high in the rigging. Sorawo, bilge-green already, grew greener still watching Toriko swing fearlessly from the ropes.

    “Don’t ye get enough danger with youkai?” Sorawo asked, a trace of pirate creeping into her speech.

    The question slipped away as they turned their eyes outward. FATE GEAR was sailing low past Mercury at an incredible speed. The ship’s generators labored and throbbed, and steam leaked in thin whistles from escape valves.

    Below were molten lakes of boiling metal. Volcanic spires smoked, belching ash that fell sizzling into the lakes or blew across the volcanic plains in mile-high drifts. Above the plains drifted ships and tangled cities suspended from gargantuan balloons.

    As they watched, the ships turned toward the pirate vessel. Unless fate intervened, their pursuers would fall behind the shrieking comet FATE GEAR. But ahead, fate took shape in swarms of rubbery, bat-winged creatures rising from the valleys laying between smoking volcanoes. Their screeches shook the sails and set the bells chiming on their own.

    “We must win through quickly,” Mina thundered. “The time has arrived when patience becomes a crime and mayhem appears garbed in the mantle of virtue.”

    (“Heaven help us, she’s quoting Edgar Rice Burroughs now,”) the ship complained.

    “You up thar,” Nana called. “Focus. If a Mergaunt so much as grazes us, we’ll go up like a Roman candle. If ye find thar mother, bring her down. Mergaunt’s be no worse than fruit flies after that.”

    In the background, Mina, whipped into a fiery #lather, ranted—“‘We called ourselves Soldiers of Liberty…I was chosen captain,’ and I say, ‘Death, only—renders hope futile.’”—but the Otherside pair, like most of the crew, focused on their stations rather than her words. That changed when the whistles blew all at once in a deafening cacophony and Mina’s voice thundered through the amplifiers, “Twenty thousand savage throats arose with the awful cries of battle…eighty thousand fearsome pirates set the heavens atremble…”

    The first Mergaunts came into range as the pirates issued their battle cry with one resounding voice:

         Be invincible!
         Don’t say “impossible!”
         Trample the enemies of this world!
                (Be invincible!, Fate Gear, 2022)

    Oi, oi, oi!

    Note: Mergaunts: Bat-like creatures resembling night gaunts, from which they get their name. These hellish creatures inhabit the valleys of Mercury’s volcanic ranges. They are fire-resistant, and their mere touch will set earthly materials on fire. The Mergaunts possess little intelligence, instead relying on hive-mind and directions from a Mergaunt Mother. If their Mother is slain, they wander until they come into range of a new Mother. (“Bats of Mercury,” pg. 66, by Nara Moore.)

    #TootFic #MicroFiction #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366
    #UraPi #Steampunk #Pirates #Satire #NMRTTFG #EdgarRiceBurroughs

  19. #wss366

    #ReturnToTheFateGear

    Chapter 12: Bat’s of Mercury

    #FanFiction #OthersidePicnic #FateGear

    Toriko and Sorawo were soon high in the rigging. Sorawo, bilge-green already, grew greener still watching Toriko swing fearlessly from the ropes.

    “Don’t ye get enough danger with youkai?” Sorawo asked, a trace of pirate creeping into her speech.

    The question slipped away as they turned their eyes outward. FATE GEAR was sailing low past Mercury at an incredible speed. The ship’s generators labored and throbbed, and steam leaked in thin whistles from escape valves.

    Below were molten lakes of boiling metal. Volcanic spires smoked, belching ash that fell sizzling into the lakes or blew across the volcanic plains in mile-high drifts. Above the plains drifted ships and tangled cities suspended from gargantuan balloons.

    As they watched, the ships turned toward the pirate vessel. Unless fate intervened, their pursuers would fall behind the shrieking comet FATE GEAR. But ahead, fate took shape in swarms of rubbery, bat-winged creatures rising from the valleys laying between smoking volcanoes. Their screeches shook the sails and set the bells chiming on their own.

    “We must win through quickly,” Mina thundered. “The time has arrived when patience becomes a crime and mayhem appears garbed in the mantle of virtue.”

    (“Heaven help us, she’s quoting Edgar Rice Burroughs now,”) the ship complained.

    “You up thar,” Nana called. “Focus. If a Mergaunt so much as grazes us, we’ll go up like a Roman candle. If ye find thar mother, bring her down. Mergaunt’s be no worse than fruit flies after that.”

    In the background, Mina, whipped into a fiery #lather, ranted—“‘We called ourselves Soldiers of Liberty…I was chosen captain,’ and I say, ‘Death, only—renders hope futile.’”—but the Otherside pair, like most of the crew, focused on their stations rather than her words. That changed when the whistles blew all at once in a deafening cacophony and Mina’s voice thundered through the amplifiers, “Twenty thousand savage throats arose with the awful cries of battle…eighty thousand fearsome pirates set the heavens atremble…”

    The first Mergaunts came into range as the pirates issued their battle cry with one resounding voice:

         Be invincible!
         Don’t say “impossible!”
         Trample the enemies of this world!
                (Be invincible!, Fate Gear, 2022)

    Oi, oi, oi!

    Note: Mergaunts: Bat-like creatures resembling night gaunts, from which they get their name. These hellish creatures inhabit the valleys of Mercury’s volcanic ranges. They are fire-resistant, and their mere touch will set earthly materials on fire. The Mergaunts possess little intelligence, instead relying on hive-mind and directions from a Mergaunt Mother. If their Mother is slain, they wander until they come into range of a new Mother. (“Bats of Mercury,” pg. 66, by Nara Moore.)

    #TootFic #MicroFiction #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366
    #UraPi #Steampunk #Pirates #Satire #NMRTTFG #EdgarRiceBurroughs

  20. Este escritor norteamericano, que entró al oficio casi por casualidad, concibió una cantidad de mundos y aventuras increíble para una sola persona. No por nada es llamado el Amo de la Aventura. He leído algunos de sus libros con pasión juvenil. Junto a Tarzán está John Carter de Marte, el soldado terrícola que se va a tener aventuras de espada y fantasía en el Planeta Rojo.

    #edgarriceburroughs #tarzan #comics #johncarter

    maikciveira.com/2020/09/crossi

  21. THE GODS OF MARS (1979)
    Acrylic - 25” x 34”

    This is one of my favorite books in the series, and there were many scenes I could have chosen to illustrate. 1/6

    #sciencefiction #scifi #scifiart #sff #illustration #edgarriceburroughs #johncarter #tarstarkas #delreybooks

  22. LLANA OF GATHOL (1979)
    Acrylic - 24" x 32"

    Since I did the eleven Martian Tales books over the course of a year, as time went on some things became less important. This time we did not worry about the title of the book, and Llana herself does not even appear in my painting. 1/4

    #sciencefiction #sff #scifi #scifiart #illustration #edgarriceburroughs #johncarter #mars #barsoom #delreybooks

  23. SYNTHETIC MEN OF MARS (1979)
    Acrylic - 32" x 24"

    After experiencing the look of the Plant Men on the second cover of the series, I was hesitant to follow exactly Burroughs' description of the Synthetic Man. 1/3

    #sciencefiction #scifi #scifiart #sff #illustration #edgarriceburroughs #johncarter #barsoom

  24. SWORDS OF MARS (1979)
    Acrylic - 20" x 25"

    This was one of my favorite books in the series, but probably the least successful of the covers. My selection of yellow as a dominant color may be part of the reason for my dissatisfaction with the painting, as it's my least favorite color. 1/3

    #sciencefiction #scifi #scifiart #sff #illustration #edgarriceburroughs #johncarter

  25. SWORDS OF MARS (1979)
    Acrylic - 20" x 25"

    This was one of my favorite books in the series, but probably the least successful of the covers. My selection of yellow as a dominant color may be part of the reason for my dissatisfaction with the painting, as it's my least favorite color. 1/3

    #sciencefiction #scifi #scifiart #sff #illustration #edgarriceburroughs #johncarter

  26. Comme j’aimerai(s) tellement un jeu de rôle Tarzan !

    Il n’existe pas de jeu de rôle « officiel » sur Tarzan… ça c’est un fait. Alors, si on supposait un instant qu’on veuille se faire un truc façon Tarzan, seigneur de la Jungle ?

    L’histoire « officielle » de Tarzan est celle d’un enfant de l’aristocratie anglaise qui se retrouve orphelin et est élevé par des singes dans la jungle africaine. Commençons par un résumé de la trame principale de l’œuvre originale écrite par Edgar Rice Burroughs.

    L’histoire officielle de Tarzan

    Tarzan, de son vrai nom John Clayton III, est le fils de Lord et Lady Greystoke, un couple britannique envoyé en Afrique pour une mission. Au début du roman Tarzan of the Apes (1912), les parents de Tarzan sont abandonnés sur la côte africaine après une mutinerie sur le navire qui les transporte. Ils s’installent dans une cabane construite de leurs mains pour survivre, mais sont rapidement confrontés aux dangers de la jungle. Les deux finissent par mourir : Lord Greystoke est tué par des singes, et Lady Greystoke meurt de chagrin peu après.

    L’enfant des Greystoke, encore un bébé, est sauvé et adopté par une tribu de grands singes, les Mangani, une espèce fictive de singes intelligents. Il reçoit le nom de Tarzan, qui signifie « peau blanche » dans la langue des Mangani. C’est la femelle singe Kala qui élève Tarzan comme son propre fils après avoir perdu son petit.

    Tarzan grandit parmi les singes, développant des capacités physiques incroyables et un instinct de survie aiguisé. Il apprend à grimper aux arbres, à se déplacer avec une agilité inégalée, et à se battre contre les nombreux dangers de la jungle, y compris les redoutables lions et autres prédateurs.

    Adolescent, Tarzan découvre la cabane de ses parents et des objets laissés par ces derniers, dont des livres qui lui permettent d’apprendre à lire et à écrire en anglais. Cependant, il ne connaît rien du monde civilisé et ne comprend pas encore pleinement son héritage.

    Tarzan et Jane

    L’équilibre de la vie de Tarzan est bouleversé lorsqu’un groupe d’explorateurs britanniques arrive dans la jungle, parmi lesquels se trouve Jane Porter, une jeune femme américaine. Tarzan tombe amoureux d’elle, et ce sentiment l’amène à découvrir le monde des humains. Jane joue un rôle central dans la transformation de Tarzan : elle l’initie à la société et aux conventions des hommes.

    Tarzan découvre son identité réelle : il est John Clayton III, Lord Greystoke, héritier d’une immense fortune et d’un titre de noblesse. Cependant, le conflit entre son amour pour la liberté de la jungle et ses obligations envers la société britannique devient une tension centrale de sa vie.

    Les thèmes et conflits

    L’histoire de Tarzan explore plusieurs thèmes, notamment :

    • La nature contre la civilisation : Tarzan incarne le paradoxe d’un homme qui appartient aux deux mondes mais ne se sent jamais totalement à sa place dans l’un ou l’autre.
    • L’instinct et l’intelligence : Tarzan est un personnage qui allie la force brute de la jungle avec une intelligence humaine, ce qui fait de lui un héros unique.
    • L’identité et l’héritage : Tarzan doit choisir entre la vie qu’il connaît, celle de la jungle, et la vie qui lui est destinée en tant que Lord Greystoke.

    La suite de l’histoire

    Burroughs a écrit de nombreux romans autour de Tarzan, le suivant dans diverses aventures à travers le monde, y compris des voyages dans des cités perdues et des rencontres avec des civilisations avancées cachées dans la jungle. Les aventures de Tarzan deviennent de plus en plus fantastiques, avec des éléments de science-fiction, de mystère, et de surnaturel qui s’ajoutent au cadre initial de la jungle.

    L’univers de Tarzan s’est ensuite élargi avec des adaptations en films, bandes dessinées, et séries télévisées, chacun ajoutant sa propre touche à l’histoire, mais l’essence reste celle du « Seigneur de la Jungle », partagé entre son humanité et son lien profond avec la nature.

    Jouer dans l’univers de Tarzan ?

    Pour un univers de jeu de rôle inspiré de Tarzan, la période historique la plus appropriée est généralement la fin du 19e siècle au début du 20e siècle, disons entre 1880 et 1920.

    L’Esprit des romans d’Edgar Rice Burroughs

    Les histoires originales de Tarzan, écrites par Burroughs à partir de 1912, sont ancrées dans cette période, avec la jungle africaine encore largement inexplorée par les Européens, et l’époque marquée par le colonialisme et l’expansion des empires européens.

    Cette période permet d’exploiter le contexte historique de la colonisation africaine, où les Européens découvrent des territoires inconnus, souvent avec des idées naïves et des intentions d’exploitation. Cela crée des conflits intéressants pour des histoires de jeu de rôle.

    Des aventures Pulp

    Le début du 20e siècle est également l’âge d’or des aventures pulp, ce qui colle parfaitement à l’ambiance d’aventure, de mystère, et de danger de Tarzan. Les personnages peuvent être des explorateurs, des archéologues, des chasseurs de trésors, des agents secrets, ou des missionnaires, tous venus en Afrique pour diverses raisons.

    L’introduction d’avancées technologiques comme les premiers avions, les armes modernes, et les inventions excentriques de l’époque ajoute une touche steampunk si souhaité.

    La résonance avec Philip José Farmer

    Si on veut intégrer des éléments de Philip José Farmer, cette période est aussi idéale, car elle chevauche l’époque des grands héros de la littérature pulp. Cela permet de connecter l’univers de Tarzan à la famille Wold Newton et de faire interagir Tarzan avec d’autres figures de la fiction, comme Doc Savage, Sherlock Holmes, ou Allan Quatermain.

    Le contexte de la jungle

    À cette époque, l’Afrique est perçue par les Européens comme un continent mystérieux et dangereux, ce qui correspond à l’esprit des aventures de Tarzan. La jungle est encore remplie de secrets, de tribus inconnues, de civilisations perdues, et de bêtes redoutables.

    C’est aussi le moment où la science européenne commence à s’intéresser aux mystères de la nature, ce qui permet d’introduire des intrigues scientifiques, des explorations archéologiques, et même des éléments surnaturels.

    Scénarios historiques potentiels

    La Ruée vers l’Afrique (1880-1900) : La concurrence entre les puissances européennes pour coloniser l’Afrique peut créer des histoires de rivalités, de complots, et de rébellions indigènes.

    La Grande Guerre (1914-1918) : La Première Guerre mondiale pourrait ajouter une dimension d’espionnage et de conflit global, avec des agents des grandes puissances utilisant la jungle comme terrain de jeu.

    Les Années 1920 : Une période de bouleversements, de ruée vers l’or, et de chasse au trésor, où des millionnaires excentriques et des criminels internationaux cherchent à exploiter la jungle africaine.

    La période 1880-1920 offre une richesse historique et une ambiance qui se marient parfaitement avec les aventures de Tarzan, tout en permettant d’ajouter des éléments pulp, des technologies émergentes, et des intrigues inspirées des œuvres de Philip José Farmer. Cela crée un cadre dynamique où la nature sauvage de la jungle et les ambitions humaines s’entrechoquent.

    Qu’est-ce qui pourrait rendre un JdR « Tarzan » différent des autres jeux pulp ?

    L’univers de Tarzan possède de nombreux éléments pulp « classiques », comme l’aventure, les mystères exotiques, et les civilisations perdues. Cependant, un jeu de rôle « Tarzan » peut se différencier d’autres jeux pulp en mettant l’accent sur des aspects uniques qui capturent l’essence des récits de Tarzan et les enrichissent.

    L’immersion dans la jungle

    Cadre principal : Contrairement à de nombreux jeux pulp qui se déroulent dans des endroits variés (grandes villes, déserts, océans, etc.), un jeu « Tarzan » est centré sur la jungle luxuriante et les dangers qui l’accompagnent. La jungle devient presque un personnage à part entière, avec sa faune, sa flore, et ses mystères cachés.

    Survie et adaptation : L’accent est mis sur les compétences de survie. Les joueurs devront gérer les défis spécifiques de la jungle, comme la recherche de nourriture, l’escalade, les infections tropicales, les dangers liés aux animaux sauvages, et les pièges naturels.

    Relation avec la nature : La relation des personnages avec la nature peut être un élément clé, avec des mécaniques qui valorisent le respect et la compréhension de l’environnement, plutôt que de simplement le dominer ou l’exploiter.

    La connaissance des animaux et l’interaction avec la faune

    Communication avec les animaux : Dans l’univers de Tarzan, la faune est un élément essentiel. Tarzan lui-même a une capacité presque surnaturelle à comprendre et communiquer avec les animaux de la jungle. Cela pourrait être intégré comme une compétence spéciale pour certains personnages ou comme un système de jeu unique.

    Compagnons animaux : Les joueurs pourraient avoir des compagnons animaux, comme des singes, des éléphants, ou des félins, qui jouent un rôle actif dans les aventures. Cela ajoute une dynamique différente par rapport aux alliés humains ou aux gadgets pulp.

    Écosystème vivant : La jungle peut réagir aux actions des personnages. Par exemple, la chasse excessive ou la destruction de l’environnement pourrait perturber l’équilibre naturel, attirant des prédateurs ou provoquant des catastrophes naturelles.

    Les thèmes de la vie sauvage contre la civilisation

    Conflit intérieur : Le jeu peut explorer le thème du conflit entre la vie sauvage et la civilisation, un aspect central de l’histoire de Tarzan. Les personnages, qu’ils soient locaux ou étrangers, doivent choisir entre rester fidèles à la nature ou s’adapter aux règles et aux mœurs de la civilisation.

    Récits d’identité et d’appartenance : Les intrigues pourraient tourner autour de la recherche d’identité. Par exemple, un personnage élevé dans la jungle pourrait lutter pour se sentir à sa place dans le monde « civilisé », ou inversement, un explorateur pourrait remettre en question ses valeurs en découvrant la beauté et la pureté de la jungle.

    Civilisations perdues et mythologies uniques

    Richesse culturelle : Les civilisations cachées, comme Opar, ne sont pas de simples clichés de cités oubliées, mais des sociétés avec des traditions, des dieux, et des technologies uniques, souvent influencées par des mythologies atlantes ou africaines.

    Surnaturel subtil : Plutôt que de basculer complètement dans la magie ou la science-fiction, le jeu pourrait introduire des éléments surnaturels de manière subtile, comme des rituels anciens, des esprits de la jungle, ou des artefacts dotés de pouvoirs mystérieux.

    Exploration de la diversité culturelle : Les tribus indigènes ne sont pas de simples obstacles ou alliés exotiques, mais des peuples avec leurs propres histoires, coutumes, et relations avec la jungle.

    Un héros ancré dans la nature

    Approche différente du combat : Alors que de nombreux jeux pulp mettent l’accent sur les fusillades et les gadgets, un jeu « Tarzan » pourrait privilégier le combat à mains nues, les techniques de chasse, et l’utilisation de l’environnement pour vaincre des ennemis.

    Développement des capacités physiques : Les personnages peuvent devenir de véritables maîtres de la survie physique, avec des compétences pour grimper aux arbres, nager dans des rivières pleines de crocodiles, ou lancer des lianes pour se balancer à travers la jungle.

    Des mécaniques de jeu basées sur l’écosystème

    Cycle de la vie : Les mécaniques de jeu pourraient intégrer l’idée d’un écosystème vivant. Par exemple, abattre trop d’arbres pourrait perturber les animaux et rendre certaines parties de la jungle hostiles, tandis qu’aider des espèces en danger pourrait apporter des bénéfices spirituels ou pratiques.

    Mécaniques de respect de la nature : Des points ou des bonus pourraient être accordés aux joueurs qui trouvent des solutions respectueuses de la nature plutôt que de recourir à la destruction. Cela différencierait le jeu des autres jeux pulp qui glorifient souvent l’action brutale.

    Exploration de la faune et de la flore mystérieuses

    Créatures de légende : Le bestiaire pourrait inclure des créatures inspirées des légendes africaines, comme des serpents géants, des esprits des rivières, ou des fauves fantomatiques. Les joueurs pourraient être confrontés à des espèces inconnues ou à des animaux possédant des pouvoirs quasi magiques.

    Plantes mystiques : La flore de la jungle ne serait pas seulement décorative, mais un élément clé de la survie et de l’intrigue. Des plantes aux effets médicinaux ou hallucinogènes pourraient jouer un rôle crucial dans les aventures.

    Moins de technologie, plus de primitivisme

    Peu de gadgets : Contrairement à d’autres jeux pulp, un univers Tarzan n’aurait pas d’abondance de gadgets ou de véhicules modernes. Cela force les personnages à s’appuyer sur leur ruse, leurs compétences physiques, et leur connaissance de l’environnement.

    Outils de fortune : Les personnages doivent souvent improviser des armes et des outils à partir de ce qu’ils trouvent dans la jungle, ajoutant un élément de créativité et d’adaptation.

    Un jeu de rôle « Tarzan » se distinguerait par son immersion totale dans la jungle, sa relation étroite avec la faune et la flore, ses thèmes de conflit entre nature et civilisation, et son approche de la survie. Plutôt que de se concentrer uniquement sur l’action, il mettrait l’accent sur l’exploration, l’interaction avec l’environnement, et la découverte de civilisations mystérieuses, tout en promouvant des valeurs de respect pour la nature. Cela en ferait une expérience unique et riche, différente des autres jeux pulp plus axés sur la technologie et les intrigues urbaines.

    Quelques idées pour un JdR Tarzan : systèmes et adaptations

    Si, comme nous, vous rêvez d’un jeu de rôle « Tarzan », sachez qu’il existe des solutions pour s’en rapprocher, que ce soit en adaptant des jeux existants ou en bidouillant un système générique.

    Les systèmes parfaits pour du pulp classique

    Savage Worlds : Avec sa modularité et ses règles simples, Savage Worlds est une excellente option. Savage Worlds est un système de jeu générique qui s’adapte facilement à tous les univers : de l’aventure pulp en passant au polar noir, de l’horreur au space opera et bien d’autres encore. Pour recréer l’ambiance des aventures de Tarzan, on pourrait s’appuyer sur des suppléments et des cadres de jeu existants :

    • Pulp Fantastic (SWAdE) : Ce supplément contient tout le nécessaire pour créer des aventures pulp dynamiques, avec des héros masqués, des scientifiques fous, des détectives endurcis, ou tout autre type de héros pulp que vous pouvez imaginer. Il inclut une gazette et une chronologie de l’ère pulp, des règles pour créer des vilains infâmes et des inventions étranges, ainsi qu’un bestiaire de créatures exotiques.
    • Thrilling Tales 2nd Edition : Ce supplément transpose l’excitation des magazines pulp des années 1930 et 1940 dans le système de règles de Savage Worlds, offrant ainsi un cadre idéal pour des aventures inspirées de l’univers de Tarzan.
    • Beasts & Barbarians : Bien que ce cadre soit plus orienté vers la sword and sorcery, il propose un univers riche en jungles mystérieuses, civilisations perdues et créatures exotiques, rappelant certains aspects des aventures de Tarzan.

    En combinant ces ressources, on pourrait créer un cadre de jeu qui capture l’essence des récits de Tarzan, avec des règles adaptées aux défis spécifiques de la jungle, des interactions avec la faune sauvage, et des explorations de civilisations oubliées.

    Hollow Earth Expedition (HEX) : Ce jeu est littéralement conçu pour des explorations de jungles mystérieuses et des civilisations perdues. Il possède un ton pulp idéal et des règles qui mettent l’accent sur l’aventure.

    Spirit of the Century (FATE) : Si on veut un jeu axé sur la narration et l’esprit pulp, le système FATE et ses aspects permettent de capturer les thèmes de survie et d’exploration sans trop se soucier des détails mécaniques.

    Arkéos Adventures, édité par Rafiot Fringant, est une option solide pour adapter un univers de jeu de rôle inspiré de Tarzan. Avec son ambiance pulp des années 1930, son système centré sur l’audace et l’action héroïque, et son cadre propice à l’exploration de mystères anciens, il peut capturer l’essence des récits du Seigneur de la Jungle. Cependant, certaines adaptations seront nécessaires pour correspondre parfaitement à l’univers de Tarzan.

    Les jeux génériques et leurs adaptations

    Simulacres : Avec son univers Pulp intégré (merci Pierre Rosenthal !), Simulacres est une belle option pour revisiter l’époque de Tarzan. Le système est souple et permet d’ajouter des règles spécifiques pour la jungle.

    Chroniques Oubliées Contemporain : Ce système générique peut être facilement adapté pour inclure des mécaniques de survie et de gestion de la faune et flore.

    Basic Roleplaying (BRP) : Le moteur derrière L’Appel de Cthulhu est idéal si on veut un jeu un peu plus simulationniste avec une touche de danger réaliste. On pourrait même utiliser RuneQuest pour une version plus « sauvage et primitive ».

    Pour une ambiance plus naturaliste

    Et pourquoi pas Trauma ? Ce jeu d’aventure contemporain pourrait servir de base si on veut un Tarzan réaliste et brut, mettant l’accent sur la survie pure et les dilemmes moraux au cœur de la jungle.

    Pour du fantastique ou du mystique

    Pulp Cthulhu : Si vous voulez explorer le côté mystique et surnaturel des cités perdues, Pulp Cthulhu est une option géniale. Imagine un Tarzan face à des cultes étranges et des créatures d’horreur !

    Avec toutes ces idées, vous n’avez plus qu’à choisir votre système préféré ou à en bricoler un pour créer LE jeu de rôle Tarzan dont on rêve tous et toutes.

    La jungle vous appelle, alors préparez votre couteau, rassemblez vos ami·es… et que l’aventure commence !

    #EdgarRiceBurroughs #inspiration #pulp #Tarzan

  27. A FIGHTING MAN OF MARS (1979)
    Acrylic - 24" x 32"

    Since I was endeavoring to be the illustrator most faithful to Burroughs' descriptions, Lester del Rey and I had a lengthy discussion about whether the white lizard I wanted to show had six or eight legs. 1/4

    #sciencefiction #scifi #scifiart #sff #edgarriceburroughs #johncarter #barsoom

  28. A FIGHTING MAN OF MARS (1979)
    Acrylic - 24" x 32"

    Since I was endeavoring to be the illustrator most faithful to Burroughs' descriptions, Lester del Rey and I had a lengthy discussion about whether the white lizard I wanted to show had six or eight legs. 1/4

    #sciencefiction #scifi #scifiart #sff #edgarriceburroughs #johncarter #barsoom

  29. How about a cancelled check from Tarzan's department store purchases? #tarzan #edgarriceburroughs

  30. How about a cancelled check from Tarzan's department store purchases? #tarzan #edgarriceburroughs

  31. JOHN CARTER OF MARS (1979)
    Acrylic - 22" x 28"

    I’ve had a special fondness for The Martian Tales by Edgar Rice Burroughs even since I first read them in my early teens. 1/4

    #sciencefiction #scifi #sff #scifiart #illustration #edgarriceburroughs #johncarter #barsoom #mars #dejahthoris #tarstakas

  32. In 1875 Edgar Rice Burroughs, US writer, creator of Tarzan was born on this date. He is also known for the hollow Earth-themed Pellucidar series, beginning with At the Earth's Core, and the lost world-themed Caspak trilogy, beginning with The Land that Time Forgot.

    10 facts about him:

    topicaltens.blogspot.com/2020/

    #BirthAnniversary ##EdgarRiceBurroughs #Facts #Writers

  33. THE MASTER MIND OF MARS (1978)
    Acrylic - 21" x 27"

    The only John Carter cover in which I intentionally deviated from the story. The Master Mind does not appear in the actual scene but Lester del Rey thought the cover should go along with the title, so I took liberty placing the character there. 1/5

    #sciencefiction #scifi #scifiart #sff #illustration #edgarriceburroughs #johncarter #dejahthoris #barsoom

  34. THE WARLORD OF MARS (1979)
    Acrylic - 20" x 25"

    Since Barsoom is a desert planet, it seemed likely that most of my cover art would feature scenes in arid locales. 1/4

    #sciencefiction #scifi #scifiart #illustration #edgarriceburroughs #johncarter #barsoom #woola

  35. THUVIA, MAID OF MARS (1979)
    Acrylic and Gouache on Illustration Board - 20" x 25"

    Another cover from The Martian Tales by Edgar Rice Burroughs. I had to be careful with Thuvia, as everyone on Barsoom goes nude, and yet full-frontal nudity was unacceptable for the cover. 1/4

    #sciencefiction #scifi #sff #scifiart #illustration #edgarriceburroughs #mars #barsoom #thuvia

  36. A 27 year old Virgil Finlay illustrating The Lord of the Jungle in one of ERB's final tales from Argosy Weekly, August 23, 1941. Surely one of his final assignments before entering WWII. Burroughs, in his late 60s and in Honolulu during the attack on Pearl Harbor, became one of the oldest war correspondents for the duration. Please, don't be shy, drop your best "dude wrestling a python" jokes below. ⬇️ #FinlayFriday

    #VirgilFinlay #EdgarRiceBurroughs #ERB #Tarzan #Pulps #Fantasy @fantasy