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#Annex for Caravan
fatehbaz · 9 months
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As America’s borders moved west, empire thus unspooled through farming and homesteading as much as military conquest. [...] The unfamiliar desert ecology and climate meant that they could not easily deploy their trusted models of farming, animal husbandry, and commerce in places with limited access to water, high and variable temperatures, different soil compositions [...]. To address this challenge, empire-builders in early America took Middle Eastern deserts as a key source of inspiration. 
Jefferson Davis’ Camel Corps [funded by a 1855 Congressional appropriation to collect camels from around the Middle East and Northern Africa] was one of the earliest examples of how this worked. [...]
American travel writers, explorers, scientists, and government officials had long described the arid West as a local version of the Middle Eastern and North African desert – an “American Zahara” or a Biblical Orient with spiritual and physical power equal to the Old World deserts [...]. These authors harnessed the “Sahara” trope, Catrin Gersdorf argues, “to deactivate the existential anxieties of the pioneers and to alleviate some of their visceral reactions to the American West’s aridity, recasting it as a quasi-Oriental space containing yet unidentified but extremely valuable historical and cultural riches.” Nineteenth-century authors’ constant references to the Sahara [...] helped [...] settlers imagine the newly American desert lands as a “domestic” Orient and, in this way, [...] familiar. [...]
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[T]he U.S. Army waged overt war [with Indigenous residents] into the early 1900s. Displacing the people from the land was one thing, but redefining their social and cultural association with the desert was a different matter. 
Here again, the camel proved useful. This is vividly illustrated when the U.S. Army finally collected enough camels in Texas to run its first Camel Corps trial to assess the animals’ endurance and suitability for military purposes. The Army’s man in charge, General Edward Fitzgerald Beale, brought Hi Jolly, his fellow cameleers, and a large camel caravan together to travel from Texas to California beginning in September 1857. When the expedition stopped in Los Angeles in January 1858, the San Francisco Evening Bulletin described the scene with dramatized gusto:
General Beale and about fourteen camels stalked into town last Friday week and gave our streets quite an Oriental aspect. It looked oddly enough to see outside of a menagerie, a herd of huge, ungainly awkward but docile animals move about in our midst with people riding them like horses and bringing up weird and far-off associations to the Eastern traveler, whether by book or otherwise of the land of the mosque, crescent or turban, of the pilgrim mufti and dervish with visions of the great shrines of the world, Mecca and Jerusalem, and the toiling throngs that have for centuries wended thither, of the burning sands of Arabia and Sahara where the desert is boundless as the ocean and the camel is the ship thereof.
This account actively rewrites the then-dominant imaginary of U.S. West [...], enlisting the camel to transform it into a whimsical vision of the Old World in the New. [...] Colonization was made friendlier by conceiving of it as a pilgrimage, an act of return. [...] In this way, the territories annexed in the mid-1800s could begin to be imagined as a [...] home [...].
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Text by: Natalie Koch. “Double Exposure.” Arid Empire: The Entangled Fates of Arizona and Arabia. 2022. [Some paragraph breaks/contractions added by me.]
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kapi-tanka · 6 months
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So I’ve been thinking about the Ramirez family again, my mind wonders at what could have caused the rift between them all. They all seem to think the distance between them is for the best, but each have differing reasons for why. 
Andy seems convinced that they don’t need their family, and is better off alone. But I can see in their one good eye, there’s resentment. Resentment and trauma. There’s a sense of abandonment that just emits from them. I get the feeling that Andy has never felt like they belonged anywhere. Even with their family, they never felt understood but I think Andy still loved them. And they loved Andy back, even if Andy couldn’t see it. 
Oscar seems convinced he isn’t good enough to be around his family, and they’re better off without him. There’s guilt under his fun loving and free spirited persona. Oscar loves his younger sibling, I can tell, but he never asked for the responsibility of being an older brother. 
Ovidio is the hardest for me to read. Maybe that’s why I didn’t realize he’s their uncle and not the eldest sibling lol. I can’t say why but I just feel that Ovidio caused the rift between them all, or at least played a significant hand in it. Ovidio seems to want someone to kill for. He wants someone whose name can justify his actions, but none of his family want to be that someone. 
Anyways, that's just my interpretation of your wonderful characters! Sorry that this is a bit long lol. I hope I got some of it right and I look forward to the next piece!
oh my GODD honestly it's insane how accurately you read all of my characters. i'm so so so humbled someone's invested in their story, thank you SO MUCH for you interest and your ask! i'm very sorry it took so long to answer, it's a bit hard to collect my thoughts.. but i truly appreciate your analysis! i made this scheme to support info under the cut. i must warn you that this story's a bit dark in a domestic way and... it's really long lol
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so. you're mostly right about ovidio causing the rift! i hope i'm not ruining it for you by telling, i know that stories often seem much more interesting before we know any specific details. but basically the actual tragedy of the ramirez family has it roots not in the interpersonal drama (though it definitely played a significant role in everything) but in the ncr and fallout politics in general. all of them used to live in some independent settlement in california, with its own militia, farms, crop fields and traders before the ncr annexed them. the republic put this settlement through their standard modus operandi with enforcement of taxes and recruiting of many promising and not so promising youngsters in the army, including ovidio who was around 18 at the moment (i even have this sketch below with some arcade and ovidio bonding which kinda summarizes it)
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mateo and ramona were traders. obviously, the ncr started to suck resources from the settlement (mostly crops and animal products) and they needed caravans to transport them. ramona and mateo (and some other settlers) took the job and both eventually were killed in one unfortunate trip by raiders (which at least partially are the aftermath of ncr's actions in california and nevada imo). so, as you said, andy was lonely and abandoned from very early on in their childhood. they were raised in this post-annexation "world" where their parents almost never had time for them and were never home. oscar was a bit more fortunate (he's 5 years older and had his chance to spend some quality time with mom and dad) and naturally he took their death harder than andy. ovidio was demoted from the ncr army (it's the whole other story) and came back to provide for children and his own parents. he was around 20 at the moment, oscar was 12 and andy only 7. the three of them grew to love each other with time but it was a baffling shift in family dynamics because oscar and andy were relatively independent kids and had never spent much time with ovidio before.
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also oscar really wanted to accompany caravans himself (to get away from home a little and out of sheer curiosity about the world) and ovidio just wasn't having it. it literally was the same conflict between them over and over, so andy had to listen to constant bickering and drama which left a lasting impact on her psyche. the second thing that really traumatized andy was abuela's dementia - this slow decay of the mind of someone who was once very clever and loving. and the third thing... well. once upon a time oscar just LEFT after some especially heated argument and it changed everything once again. he didn't plan to run away for real, just wanted to party a little, to teach ovidio a lesson and to come back home. but he ended up meeting someone cute and kinda postponed and postponed his return to the point of never coming back LOL (he did kinda come back later but... spoilers). just like you guessed, he didn't believe his family needed him because his experience at home was basically doing hard labor and being yelled at. of course his family actually loved him and everyone was scared shitless about him including other settlers but... he never got to know that. he dissappeared without a trace because good luck to anyone who looks for a "dark-haired, dark-eyed lad of medium height" on the wastelands. ovidio didn't find him back then but he really tried, and his life became pretty much centered around this desperate search for oscar. andy grew up into a capable, cold and emotionally unavailable young adult by then. but her brother's escape was like a nail in the coffin of the avoidant attachment style. imagine 1) never having your parents around and losing them to the wastelands, 2) losing your grandma to dementia and seeing her literally not remembering your anymore, a fate worse than death in andy's opinion, 3) losing your brother to the wastelands too but this time he "deliberately" left you 4) losing your uncle to this obsession with finding your brother. andy AGAIN, JUST LIKE YOU SAID felt abandoned by others. they were a shadow, not noticed by anyone, not being anyone's priority, overworked at home, without any way to decide something for themselves. and it was the turning point when poor abuela fell sick and finally died. andy lost her last anchor to the hometown that stopped feeling like home a long time ago. and yeah. whoopsie. she left too! it was the first real decision in andy's life, a hard call to make yet a weirdly freeing one.
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later on ovidio dropped what was left of the caravan business altogether and left their settlement too, this time to search for both "kids" who were adults at this point. that's how the things still are during the fnv events - the ramirez family is separated, all of them found some surrogates of familial relationships and left their impact on the political map of california and nevada. they reunite only after the independence ending (achieved by oscar). and speaking of your other observation: "Ovidio seems to want someone to kill for. He wants someone whose name can justify his actions, but none of his family want to be that someone" - it sounds more like how things play out after the big reunion. but... that's a whole other story :) thank you so much for reading and, once again, for this ask! had great time answering!!!
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baelpenrose · 1 year
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Arcadian Inquisition 132: Our Kind of Normal
A bit of innocence and a shot of Arcadian childhood with Mark and Tara with a shot of their friends. Frankly, the main purpose of these chapters is to explore Arcadian culture via people totally immersed in it, and growing up in it. @canyouhearthelight @writing-with-olive and @quantumizedinsanity all helped beta this chapter. Normal Arcadian history lesson and some school sports. You get some bonuses if you call all the inspirations - real and fictional - of the sport Mark is doing.
Tara
    “There are people who would reasonably proclaim us tyrants demanding peace now that it has become convenient. Who say that we have become as cruel as they were, as eager to repress all difference with a mailed fist, asking “what right do you have to seize these stockpiles? What right do you have to annex this land?” On one hand, one could rightly respond that their land was stolen to begin with, that only the Covenant will ensure that the Earth they stand on is healed - that they had no right to hoard resources while others starved. On the other, let us be truthful, in the horror following the collapse, the only truthful answer to any of these questions came down to one fact: we were the ones who rallied an army. I don’t know if we can justify carving our world out with naked force after the fact. I doubt history will care, especially since no records remain extant of the Days of Barbarism immediately following the Collapse - every power made the same choice we did, not to remember, to let the terrible choices then fall to myth. The details can fade, as they must, but it should never be forgotten - no one emerged from those days with clean hands. Every nation, now, is built on the bones of whoever it had to overcome to survive the early days.” - Amalgamated writings of the Founders, dated 36AC. Unsigned - suspected to be either the first Steward-General or the first Steward-Educator.
    Now that was one wasteland of a document to be asked to discuss in class, wasn’t it? 
    “Look, it’s not that complicated. The founders just had some issues with hypocrisy and wanted clear records of what they were and what they’d done even if not all the details would be remembered. Taken in context of the shit they were constantly ranting about with the bullshit in the history of Old America, they were probably just realizing that they had accidentally left no records of stuff they wanted to ensure had some memory.” That was Kiyani.
    “Right, but what’s the first half, the “our justifications were made after the fact” - we’re the ones with the armies” thing? That sounds like people who did a lot of stuff to survive and knew that some of it was straight up wrong and knew they had to find some way to make it right - taken with some of the other stuff we’ve been reading, you think they may have been a little bit messed up about it? I mean, we keep seeing references to the Pharmacy war but nothing about what that actually was beyond that it really screwed some people up…” Sorrel was still curious about that one, I wasn’t sure I didn’t want to let it go, and Maria was already breaking in, smile broad under her crooked nose.
    “Okay. That’s obvious, but it seems like it was the stuff that was just…happening around them? That war and violence was the key to surviving the environment they were in and they wanted to live through it?” Her voice was still flavored with a slight imperial accent, even if it had been years since she’d hitched a ride on her moms’ caravan from New England as a runaway. 
    “Right, but if you remember some of the stuff Mrs. Daniels had us read last week, it was really important that no one ever wrote off anything they did as ‘that was just the time.’ Sure, the Days of Barbarism were bloody, but they definitely had people who believed in being better - probably advocated for better actions.” 
    Mrs. Daniels was walking by even as we spoke with each other. “In less than a week we have a debate exam! I want to see you guys really thinking about this, the stuff I’m teaching you now is going to be really important going into the next unit!”
    The clock boomed as the hour ended, and me, Hannah, Sorrel and Kiyani walked out of the class, talking. “Oh scorch me, I am not looking forward to that test. Tara, can I borrow your notes for the theology quiz? I was sick on Tuesday.” 
    “Sure, but only if I can get you to work with me on the math - seriously you’d think with the amount of misery it causes that people would have let that die with the old world, but no.”
    “Heh.” Maria leaned against a tree. “Oh, are you guys going to the game on Thursday?”
    I nodded. “Yeah. My brother’s on one of the teams playing. Of course I’m going. You guys want to come?”
    Kiyani smirked. “Wastes, yes. I’m down. Sorrel?” 
    My best friend laughed and slapped their shoulder. “Yeah, games always have good food, lots of fun. Plus…” 
    There was a little lull - maybe there wasn’t, actually. I just tuned out for a sec. I was…I’d gotten the news, two days ago. Me and Mark both had. Dad was out on deployment again, nothing like a real war, but on border patrols, with his platoon, since Deseret patrols in the borderlands were picking up, Arcadian Guard doctrine meant that any such incursion had to be met with proportionate force. Meaning that my dad was now out there, armed and armored, looking for trouble. I wondered if he was okay, if even as I was laughing, there was some courier on the way, already arrived, about to tell me that my dad had been killed in action.
    “Tara, Tara!” Sorrel was waving. “Tara, you alright?” 
    I shook. “Yeah. Just…”
    Kiyani nodded. “Your dad. Yeah.” One of his dads was out there too - his platoon was also in the patrols. We actually weren’t that close, hadn’t been for a while, but that had been something that had brought us closer after meeting through Maria, who I’d actually met back when we’d both been Fosterlings, while her caravanner parents were formalizing her adoption. 
    “Yeah. Look, I’d like to just…go to the game. Get my mind off the situation. Look, tonight’s Thursday, there’s a game, and we just finished our last class, why don’t we just hang out for a while, go to the woods or a tea shop, play some chess in the park, something like that?”
    Sorrel looked between us. “If you two need it, yeah. I’m down. You, Ki?”
    Kiyani nodded. “Yeah. I’m okay to go.”
    Maria looked relieved. “Actually…yeah. Thanks. I needed to get my mind off something too. And…Tara, is your mom going to be there? There’s something I need to ask her.”
    I nodded. “Yeah. She goes to all my brother’s games when she can.”
    ***
Mark
    I was done up in the team paint, gripping the staff for all I was worth. It broadened on one end for ease of striking the ball or planting the stick and vaulting with it, and on the other end it held a broad net that could be used to scoop up the ball and fling it. I wished Dad could be here, but Andy came up and slammed the pads on my shoulder and smacked his helmet, gently, against mine. 
    “Hey. Mark. Remember. We win today, you, me and Renae are gonna take that special…uh…victory lap.” I flushed and Andy chucked.
    “Hey. I want the excuse as bad as you do, Fletcher-Pamela. Don’t scorch it up.” 
    Renae walked up, braids loose beneath her helmet as she twirled her stick. “Boys. Get your shit together. Focus on the game, I want to be taking the proper victory lap first.” She smiled at me, eyes lighting up, and gave me a hug. 
    “Hey, Mark. I know stuff’s going on with you. If you need any space tonight…”
    “No. I need to just…win, get it out of my head, have fun with you guys.”
    She raised her staff in salute. “Get out there then.”
    I clenched my staff tighter.
    ***
    We met our two opposing teams in the middle of the field. Per usual, I looked up into the stands and saw my mom, waving to me, her face painted in the blue of our team colors. Tara was up there with her, next to Maria, Sorrel, and Kiyani. 
    Me and Andy crossed sticks with the offensive players in the small circle in the middle, a little circle of six as the goalies each took their positions at the edge of the field.
    Amacross was a strange sport, and there were theories that like many things about Arcadian culture it was likely an adaptation of a number of influences that had long since faded away. Played on a circular court between three teams of two scorers and a goalie, each wielding sticks that had a net on one end and a bat on the other, it was played to a winning score of three goals. There were always two balls on the court at any one time - and the goalie, in addition to having a stick, generally had a small shield, around the size of a serving platter, to make their job a little easier. You could hit the ball with anything that wasn’t your hands. Acrobatic stunts were encouraged, and there was no “out of bounds” - bouncing the ball off the walls of the court was actually considered a legitimate tactic, one of the best players in our school a few years ago had apparently specialized in ricochet shots.
    Two balls were thrown into the court, and with an explosive blur of motion, my bat whipped down to swat the one nearest me forward, then flicked up to swat aside the net of one of our rivals, the one in the sunshiny yellow uniforms. Andy was already running to grab for the other ball with his net - you could carry it but people were allowed to stick-check you anywhere the protective leathers covered if you had the ball in your net, and after a few too many beatings as a slave kid I preferred to avoid tactics that opened me up to that kind of thing.
    I could hear Mom screaming. “WILD KYTES!!!” 
    I was snapping forward as fast as I could, whirling my stick, ducking around, and suddenly saw a chance for a trick I’d practiced as one of my opponents tried to block me around the edge of the court.  I planted the bat end of the staff on the ground, placed a foot on the edge of the court, without slowing down, launching myself up and over, twisting my hips as I did so, and coming up on the other side of him, an assisted high jump that must have gotten me nearly six feet of air and let me land on my feet just in front of the ball, which I kicked as fast as I could, dribbling it fast and hard to try to push the goal, snap kicking it up and slamming it towards the goal. The goalie managed to block it, kicking it away - sending it at me high, and just as I pivoted back and slammed it back towards him, too wide for him to intercept, it slammed into the goal. 
    “FIRST GOAL TO THE KYTES!” 
    I rushed back to the center, knowing another ball would be thrown in, even as Andy was now furiously contesting with the guy on the green-striped team, the Badgers. Unfortunately my current opponent got to the new ball before I did, racing in and pushing it towards Renae. I pulled away and focused on helping Andy, who’d gotten the ball away from his opponent and was now driving hard towards the goalie. He passed it to me with his stick, and sprinted forward. I batted it back to him, even as he caught it in his net, and just as his opponent prepared to swing at him he flung it, a beautiful arc that managed to get deflected off course. I just barely caught it in my own net and flung it - it was a clumsy snap fling, out of panic, and when the Badgers’ goalie got it he threw it to his teammate - who abruptly rushed towards the Hornets’ goal, noticing that that section of the field was empty.
    Renae started shouting and Andy and I both rushed over there, suddenly realizing where the Hornets’ scorers and the second Badger scorer all must be. 
    Renae was elegantly stopping shot after shot, and as one Hornet caught the ball in his net and started trying to maneuver, Andy body-checked him with the stick in what was probably one of the more brutal moves that was technically legal in the game, causing the audience to gasp - the ball flew, and I could see Renae grinning under her helmet as the ball flew wide of the goal, bouncing off the wall and being kicked by the Badgers’ scorer. 
    “SECOND GOAL TO THE BADGERS!” 
    He hadn’t…
    Oh, they’d scored on the Hornets.
    Rough on the Hornet’s goalie, for sure.
    I started pushing against the ball, even as Andy started running for the new ball in the middle, trying to maybe push on the Badger’s goal, and I just barely got it out from under him before dribbling it towards the Badgers’ as well, hoping to maybe get a shot in on them - then I saw a blur of yellow past me, as someone let out a yelp and I was suddenly missing a ball  and the Hornet that Andy had swatted was laughing and whooping.
    “GOAL: HORNETS! THREE WAY TIE!”
    Shit.
    I ran for the middle, grabbing up the new ball and kicking it forward as fast as I could, swatting it up as both Andy and I went for the Badger’s goal, both of us at once. Badger goalie blocked both shots, catching one, deflecting the other - and being shocked when a Hornet blasted the deflected ball straight past her on the exposed side of the goal.
    “HORNETS NOW LEAD BY ONE GOAL!”
    I raced back as Andy caught the ball thrown back and sprinted for the Hhornet’s goal, desperately trying to catch up, but the Badger’s scorer beat me to it, even as I caught the ball with a dribble, flicked it between his legs and shoulder rolled forward to head butt the ball past him before scrabbling to my feet and sprinting after it. The Hornet goalie was already moving to start blocking when - “GOAL, BADGERS!”
    The Hornet goalie just barely caught the ball, but I was ready for what he tried, ducking around the Badger who tried to steal the goal and tripping him up with my dodge before bull rushing the goalie and kicking the ball in at point blank - a just barely legal move that tied up the game and brought us into sudden death as the crowd started screaming.
    “GOAL, KYTES!”
    The last ball dropped in, and all six scorers rushed for it, staves twirling like hurricane winds. For a moment, the Badgers had them both, but the Hornet goalie swatted one aside, pushing it toward the Badger goal and the other was parried expertly by Renae, towards the Hornets. I rushed for the Hornet at the same time as Andy rushed for the Badgers. Someone tried to block me, as Andy was getting tangled up again, and I went for the ball, vaulting over them again and grabbing it, sprinting towards the Badgers, my opponent hard on my heels, just barely making it into the range where I could make the shot. I stopped, and hurled it as hard as I could. Andy saw what I was doing, disengaged his opponent with a genius stunt of his own - some sort of bullshit cartwheel looking trick - and slapped his ball in…
    With two balls launched by the same team at opposite sides of the goal, even with a goalie that good, it was a foregone conclusion. 
    One of us made it in.
    “KYTES WIN!”
    I could hear my mom and Tara going wild, and I could see Renae and Andy rip their helmets off and blush and smile.
    I could feel myself flushed with the victory as I tore my helmet off too, even as I clashed sticks with the Badgers and the Hornets. “Good game!” Holy wastes, it had been a good game. We took one lap, and then as we went back into the little goal alcove of the small stadium - that doubled as a community meeting ground, picnic area, and all-purpose sporting arena - I found myself gently pinned to the wall by Andy.
    “That. Was spectacular, Fletcher Pamela. Those moves. Way to take a hit.” He leaned in. “Is it…okay?” 
    I nodded, nervous, my heart beating very fast. And Andy leaned in and I felt the sparks in my chest as his flushed lips touch mine.
    When we broke off the kiss, Renae leaned in, eyes sparkling. “My turn.” She was a little shorter than me, strong. Beautiful. She leaned up and kissed me dead on, and I almost fell over. Oh, Gaia. Then she turned and kissed Andy and…
    Oh. If this was what winning meant…
Tara
    My brother came bouncing out of the little jock cave looking like the happiest idiot on the planet. I was still going wild, and it was fun to just watch the game. It was actually kind of funny - Amacross was intramural, and Kiyani’s sister was actually on the Badgers, so we’d been cheering for opposite teams. We hugged when they all finished, and Maria was talking to my mom about a letter from the Imperial Embassy her moms had gotten, and Mom was muttering. 
    “Yeah, the Imps like saying that, but they pretty much made peace with Xander’s Law. You’re not getting extradited. The fact that you were served that letter does mean that if your parents were planning on having you accompany them on any business trips to the New England Empire before you hit age of majority in both places, you need to consider those plans effectively canceled. That’s ALL that means.” 
    I saw the tension leave Maria’s shoulders. She’d been worried about a letter from the Imperial Embassy? That was…interesting.
    A bunch of kids were screaming, a few couples were kissing, and Sorrel looked at me expectantly. I reached out a hand, idly, and they took it. 
    I had needed this. It felt good just being a bit normal.
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neopronouns-in-action · 11 months
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Neopronouns in Action #044: Malfunction or Mutiny
Neopronouns: fae/faer/faerself which follow the same rules as she/her/(hers)/herself
Replace she with fae
Replace her with faer
Replace hers with faers
Replace herself with faerself
EX:
"She is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as she gets a fence set up around her yard so the puppy can go outside without her having to walk it. Her uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he's letting her use, since she lost hers. She's going to buy toys and train the puppy herself."
Becomes:
"Fae is going to adopt a new puppy soon, as soon as fae gets a fence set up around faer yard so the puppy can go outside without faer having to walk it. Faer uncle is going to help set up the fence, since he has a set of power tools he's letting faer use, since fae lost faers. Fae's going to buy toys and train the puppy faerself."
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“--Look, if we can just stick to the plan and keep detours to a minimum, it's going to take us an extra two weeks to get to City, but we'll get there. We just have to conserve as much fuel as we can. Only minimal lights at night, okay? We've got plenty of candles, we can use those for reading light, and save the batteries. Copy?”
Fae waited for the response, which should have come almost immediately. No one was allowed to go anywhere without their radio, and the radios operated on separate batteries than the boats.
“Do you copy?” Fae repeated, starting to get simultaneously concerned and frustrated. All day, faer requests for information on the radio had gone unanswered almost half the time. Most of the soldiers weren't answering even for basic necessary checks. But now not even Vrx. Dreland wasn't answering faer?
Either he was dead, or...fae had a bigger problem on faer hands than just malfunctioning radios.
The crossboards had already been lowered for the night, and through the darkness below the cloudy sky, fae could see the lights shining faintly through the fog over the black waves.
It was a long walk over the crossboard to reach the other side of the caravan. Stationed in the directory, fae was the only one on this side. There should have been at least fifteen other people to help faer, at minimum, but that...just wasn't going to happen any time soon. Too many people were afflicted with the plague, there just weren't enough people well enough to help fill out the caravan roster.
The only reason fae was even able to be here in the first place was because the Arvretian military had volunteered to help fill out the staff with the Verix Unit. A mission of mercy was, the Admiral said, always a worthy quest for the Verix Unit.
Fae had just been too relieved to question that statement when fae'd heard it. It'd been two full days since fae'd slept, too busy frantically trying to muster nonexistant personel to help complete the mission to City, and the next thing fae knew with any clarity was waking up on the first day of the mission, feeling like absolute shit with a pounding headache and feeling so tired it was almost like fae'd never slept at all.
By the time fae'd gotten done just doing the bare minimum of heating up faer rations in the oven under the solar shield, there were so many other things to worry and think about besides questioning by the military was so eager to send one of its most highly trained combat forces on a mission of peace.
True, City was legally part of Arvretia, and had been since it had been annexed fifty years before, but the resistance was still fighting strong, and most “real Arvretians”, despite the forceful demands of the government, did not consider it to really be apart of the country, and thought the people who lived there were parasites “leeching off Arvretian blood to further their own agendas”, completely glossing over the fact that it was Arvretia that had conquered City, rather than City demanding to be made part of Arvretia.
That first day on the caravan, though, fae hadn't had time to think about any of that. There were too many inventories to complete and maps to triple-check and make sure all the solar panels were working the way they should and that the solar shield wasn't damaged.
For the first few days, everything had gone...well, as well as could be expected for a caravan with only one trained member of the staff.
But then the fuel tank had turned out to only have a little more than half of what they should have. Vrx. Dreland had gone on a rage, swearing and yelling and cursing incompetent loaders and checkers at the port so loudly that fae had to turn faer radio's volume down to the lowest audible setting to stop it from bursting into static overload.
Vrx. Dreland had seemed so genuinely upset that fae'd chocked the loss up to an accident. The port was just as severely understaffed as they were, it wasn't anyone's fault that part of their fuel allotment got misplaced. They could still make it to City with careful rationing of power resources. Lower speeds, letting the wind push them when it could, and only the minimum requirement of lights at night to avoid a collision with another boat.
(Not that there were likely to be any other boats out at sea, but no one was expecting them to be out here, either, so they had to assume they weren't the only ones).
But now this. A whole day with only spotty communications, and now Vrx. Dreland himself seemed to be ignoring faer.
Fae gave it one last try with the radio, asking, “Do you copy? Vrx. Dreland, are you receiving me?”
But still the only response fae got back was the buzz of empty static.
Fae stared out the small porthole and over the long, dark crossboard, the sky above almost as black as the waves below, the only lights visible the white, flickering squares of the other boats, pulled up in single-file, the metal of the hull lost in the darkness.
...One way or another, whether this was a malfunction or a mutiny...
Fae was going to have to go over there...
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i’m getting into endgame with Cash and my fallout new vegas file for her. i’ve finished p much every major quest, save for the bugged/unfinishable ones(thanks We Will All Go Together! you piece of shit quest lmao) and p much all the smaller ones i can ever find. it’s always a bittersweet moment when i run out of shit to do in this game, bc there’s SO much to do.
but i guess, this is the final writeup for Cash’s journey? or at least, close to it. only a small bit of her story left now! (i say as thing is inevitably gonna be long as fuck, as it’s about EVERY faction in the game)
Cash, of course, sides with Yes-Man for the independent Vegas ending. there’s a lot to do to ensure the success of a Mojave wasteland free of the influence of the NCR, Legion, OR House.
to start off, Cash is obviously vilified by the Legion fairly early on. she kills Vulpes Inculta seconds after his dumb little speech, for the crime of what he did to the town of Nipton. when his replacement, Alerio, approaches Cash outside of the Tops(she accidentally allows Benny to escape), she also kills him, which pisses the Legion off enough to make them permanently hostile to her. it’s not canonically possible to have more than two humanoid companions at once, but i heavily headcanon that she, Boone, and Arcade storm both Cottonwood Cove and then The Fort and kill every Legionnaire they find there, with Boone having his standard sniper gear, Arcade being given a plasma rifle, and Cash having a TON of chems and a chainsaw. She kills Caesar, obviously, putting the Legate Lanius in charge for the Second Battle of the Hoover Dam. Cash hates the Legion with a passion. the slavery and subjugation of the various tribes of the East incenses her and, much like Boone, she kills any Legionnaires she finds on sight from the beginning of the game.
Also, she finds Benny in Caesar’s tent in her assault on the Fort, and kills him without a second thought. no way she was going to let him get away a third time. She dismembers him pretty violently. “Come back from THAT, you fuck.”
her relationship with the NCR is a bit more complicated. having grown up on the caravan trails, throughout both the Mojave and the West(NCR territory as well), she has a strained view of them: her father figure, Pops Black, grew up in their territory, but left due to government overreach, annexation, excessive taxation, and the allowing of abhorrent business practices. She  absorbed a lot of these beliefs, and though she is far more civil to NCR citizens, and sympathetic to the soldiers fighting the Legion simply due to the “enemy of my enemy is my friend” principle, she doesn’t do much to help NCR until after her experiences with Ulysses at the Divide. she’s willing to help them stop the Legion beforehand, but after that, she’s also a lot more likely to broker peace between NCR citizens and Mojave citizens. She generally helps the NCR until the events of the Second Battle of the Hoover Dam, to make her her takeover of the Mojave isn’t shown to be hostile, but rather out of the interests of her own. Her help toward the NCR AND her decision to still allow Hoover Dam to send power to NCR makes the citizens of NCR less sympathetic to later attempts to recapture the Mojave, and eventually NCR recognizes the Mojave as its own sovereign territory, and tourism between both nations helps each prosper. it also helps that she saved President Kimball from assassination, and that she DIDN’T throw General Oliver off the Hoover Dam when he tried to intimidate her, though she reeeeeally wanted to lmao.
Mr. House was the man who hired Cash to deliver the Platinum Chip in the first place, and after arriving to Vegas and finding Yes Man, she pretended to continue to work for him, and indeed played her role far better than Benny did. eventually though, she grew tired of his condescending nature, and not too long after powering up the Securitron army under the Fort, after one too many times of being talked down to, Cash fights her way through the securitrons to his private chambers and beats him to death with a tire iron. if there’s one thing she hates, it’s being talked to condescendingly by authority figures. she and Yes Man use his army to win against the Legion at the Second Battle of Hoover Dam, and their sheer number is enough to help her talk General Oliver of the NCR into retreating from Mojave territory.
now that we’ve finished all the main factions, lets go through all the endings to show what happens to all of them in the aftermath of the final battle! in the next post lol
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Welcome to a journey through the ancient wonders of Petra on a day trip from Aqaba Port! Located in Jordan, Petra is one of the most iconic archaeological sites in the region and is recognized as a UNESCO World Heritage Site. This remarkable city was carved from pink stone over 2,000 years ago and contains many incredible artifacts from this time period. In this blog post, we will explore the history of Petra, travel tips for getting to Petra from Aqaba Port, what to see in Petra on a day trip, and accommodations nearby. Come join us as we delve into this captivating ancient city that has been welcoming visitors for centuries!
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Petra is perhaps one of the most famous ancient sites in the world and an absolute must-see for any traveler. This archaeological site is located in modern-day Jordan and has been a UNESCO World Heritage Site since 1985. Exploring Petra's amazing and awe-inspiring monuments on a day trip from Aqaba Port is an unforgettable experience; this blog post will take you through all the wonders that you can explore during your visit!
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Petra stands as a testament to the Ancient Nabataean civilization and is one of the most impressive archaeological sites in the world. It was established sometime around the 6th century BC when it served as an important trading hub for caravans traveling between Arabia and Syria. Petra became an autonomous kingdom around 100 BC and thrived until 106 AD when it was annexed by Rome, becoming part of the Roman Empire. Around 363 AD, Petra was destroyed by an earthquake but quickly recovered due to its wealth from nearby copper mines. During this time Christianity spread throughout Petra with churches, chapels, and monasteries built in the area. The site fell into disrepair after several battles between Muslim armies and Crusaders in 1258 AD however it eventually regained its importance and prosperity before being abandoned by nomadic Bedouins for centuries before being rediscovered in 1812 by Swiss explorer Johann Ludwig Burckhardt.
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Getting to Petra from Aqaba Port is easy and can usually be done in a single day. Visitors should start off by snagging a rental car or booking a tour from the port--this will take tourists on the hour-long drive up to Petra, while they take in views of Jordan’s barren countryside and rocky desert. It’ll be an exciting journey as visitors make their way through the city of Wadi Musa and wind around the ancient Bedouin settlement. Once at Petra, visitors can wander around the lush valley amongst tombs, temples, and all sorts of other ancient sites before eventually making their way back to Aqaba Port.
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One of Petra’s most iconic sites is the Treasury, famously used in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. This magnificent façade was carved out of solid rock with ornate pillars, statues, and a giant urn at the top. Also, be sure to explore the Street of Facades lined with elaborately carved tombs and temples. Take a walk through Siq Canyon for astonishing views of colorful sandstone cliffs and marvel at Al-Khazneh or The Monastery, a large structure high up in the mountainside cliff face. Other highlights include the Ad Deir Monastery, Urn Tomb, Royal Tombs, Obelisk Tomb, and Colonnaded Street. Don't miss out on these ancient wonders during your visit to Petra!
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Aqaba is a popular port for visitors looking to explore the wonders of Petra. Luckily, there is an abundance of great accommodations nearby for those looking for a place to rest and recharge after a long day of exploring. Whether you're looking for budget-friendly hotels or luxurious resorts, Aqaba has something to offer everyone. From five-star hotels with on-site spas and world-class restaurants to smaller family-run lodges and inns tucked away in secluded corners, there's something near Aqaba Port sure to suit your individual needs.
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In conclusion, a day trip to the ancient city of Petra from Aqaba Port is an incredible experience that offers something for everyone. From its captivating architecture and intricate carvings to the awe-inspiring cliffs and vibrant colors, this destination has it all! Furthermore, as travelers explore Petra’s vast grounds, they can learn about history and culture in ways that can’t be found anywhere else. Whether you’re looking for a thrill or simply interested in sightseeing, Petra is sure to make an unforgettable journey.
Tango Travel representative meet you & pick you up from Aqaba Port by the cruise exit door to start their day tour to Petra from Aqaba Port, drive about one hour and a half by an air-conditioned vehicle to Petra Jordan from Aqaba Port, Upon arrival, you will meet your English speaking guide to enjoying a full day tour to Petra from Aqaba Port, the Red Sea Rose to Visit The Siq ( canyon ), the main entrance to the ancient city of Petra in southern Jordan, the entrance to the Siq contains a huge dam, reconstructed in 1963 and again in 1991, designed to bar the mouth of the Siq and reroute the waters of Wadi Musa, then continue your Petra Tour from Aqaba visiting The Treasury,( El-Khazneh ) which was probably constructed in the 1st century BC, the Treasury is generally believed to be a temple or a royal tomb, the Treasury is carved out of solid rock and stands over 40 meters high. Your petra tour includes a visit to The Roman Theatre, dating from the 1st century AD, and was refurbished by the Romans after they annexed Nabatea in 106AD, it was capable of seating 8500, even more than the great theatre at Amman. End your petra excursion by visiting The Royal Tombs and Qasr al-Bint built in the 1st century BC, by Obodas III, The temple's modern name, "Qasr al-Bint al-Faroun," means "The Castle of the Daughter of Pharaoh, Lunch will be served in a local restaurant in Petra, then drive back to Aqaba Port. End of your Petra day tour from Aqaba Port.
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On Saturday, February 25th, Caravan du Nord will be at Paramount Theatre in Austin, featuring Mae Simpson, with Maygen & The Birdwatcher and Amanda Grace. 
This multi-genre musical experience will be an unforgettable showcase of amazing Minnesota talent in the beautiful historic Paramount Theatre in downtown Austin. This activity is made possible by the voters of Minnesota through a Minnesota State Arts Board Operating Support grant, thanks to a legislative appropriation from the arts and cultural heritage fund, and is sponsored by The Current and Explore Minnesota. 
Caravan du Nord features Minnesota musicians of different genres and backgrounds from across the state. This year’s showcase series launched in October 2022 stops in St. Paul and Red Wing, and will continue January-March, 2023 with tour stops in Rochester, Northfield, Austin, and Duluth. Each tour stop also features a workshop and networking event for any local musicians. Learn more about all Caravan du Nord events at https://www.mnmusiccoalition.org/caravan-du-nord/ 
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3PM Music Careers in 2023, Presented by Scott LeGere
Paramount Theatre Annex, 125 4th Avenue NE, Austin, MN
Creating a career in music is a constantly changing and sometimes challenging endeavor. In order to empower your next steps, this workshop will cover topics including digital distribution, revenue streams, and resources for Minnesota musicians to help you broaden your potential opportunities in our exciting music environment.
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Paramount Theatre Annex, 125 4th Avenue NE, Austin, MN
A panel of musicians will discuss how they have built their careers, what they learned along the way, and how those lessons can translate to your musical journey. Panelists include: Mae Simpson, Josh Whalen, Maygen Lacey, Jae Havoc.
5:30PM-6:30PM Networking Social Hour Dusty’s Bar and Lounge, 422 N Main St, Austin, MN 55912 
Register for networking and workshop events HERE 
7:00PM Doors / 7:30PM Show: Caravan du Nord concert, featuring Mae Simpson, with Maygen & The Birdwatcher and Amanda Grace ONSALE DATE To be announced 
Paramount Theatre, 125 4th Avenue NE, Austin, MN
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About the Artists 
Mae Simpson shook up the Twin Cities' scene in 2019, Winning battle of the bands, and City Pages reader’s choice “Best New Band” along with being named a nominee for “Best Live Concert”. Mae and her seven piece band including a horn section, blur the lines between a wide range of influences. From the depth and energy of funk and rock, down to the melodic edge of R&B and folk. Led by Mae Simpson, who's '...voice is larger than life — but not as large as her uncontainable energy that radiates from the stage." Helen Teague - Minnesota Public Radio. Known for their Intense and exciting live shows, the band has an immediate impact that favors the human connection between the musicians and the audience. Opening up for acts like Dermot Kennedy, Karl Denson, Rubblebucket, Robert Clay, Langhorn Slim, Pert Near Sandstone and Playing many notable stages across the Midwest like First ave main room, The Fillmore mpls, Basilica Block Party, Live On King Street, and Blue Ox. If you are a fan of artists such as Alabama Shakes, Lake Street Dive and Bruce Springsteen, Mae Simpson is right up your alley. https://www.facebook.com/MaeSimpsonMusic/
Maygen & The Birdwatcher - Coming off the successful release of their award-winning "stunning" (Americana UK) debut full-length album, Moonshine, Maygen & The Birdwatcher are off and runnin’. The folk duo-turned 6-piece adventurously blur the sounds of country, bluegrass, folk, and blues - keepin' it all fresh. With the versatility to play in a number of stage configurations ranging from an intimate duo to their boot-stomping full band, the group can charm a broad range of audiences. From beauty to grit, sadness to silliness, the common thread is that this group loves music, and playing it together. It shows. To ensure the full spectrum of their sound is available to listeners, the band is releasing a 6-song EP Sept 9 called Bootleggin’ At The Flower Shoppe. They went right back to Flowers Studio (The Jayhawks, Mason Jennings, Soul Asylum, Jeremy Messersmith, Lizzo) with Kris Johnson, who was their engineer on Moonshine, and recorded the more energetic and good-timin’ songs that were written around the same time as Moonshine, but hadn’t gotten the chance to be properly recorded and shared with their fans. They like to think of Bootleggin’ as Moonshine’s companion, released less than a year from each other, with many different things to offer listeners that have grown to look forward to their diverse approach to songwriting. The band has only been playing together for two years but has already landed opportunities to join festival stages with bands like Old Crow Medicine Show, Paul Cauthen, Grace Potter, and even support a childhood favorite, Travis Tritt. "In many ways, Maygen & The Birdwatcher feel like a collaboration between two distinct artists versus a more seamless band-- but it's that individuality, those visible seams, that make them such a fascinating act." - Adventures In Americana   www.MaygenandtheBirdwatcher.com 
Amanda Grace - Amanda is a Minnesota born and raised singer-songwriter producing music drifting between folk and rock with an emphasis on melody and ballads. With roots as a pianist her writing is thematically varied with an emphasis on melody; with ballads wrapped in warm vocals. In 2016 she received a "Front Of The Line" pass from The Voice. She’s released 7 albums and travels regionally. Her latest album, "Please Dear Sun" was nominated for "Blues & Roots Album Of The Year." https://musicbyamandagrace.com
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