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mx-ishikawa · 4 years

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F/O February Day 21: Time Travel

okay this is funny because Rex actually IS a time-traveler fdjdgkfkfjsd so here’s a little drabble!

“If Emmet finds out about this, he’s gonna be pissed.”

Rex chuckles at my concern as he fires up the Rexcelsior’s flux capacitor. “I know I said I’d give up time travel for my own safety, but you gotta see this. Then I’ll be done for good, I promise. Besides, if I start Back-to-the-Future-ing again or some shit, you can always save me again, right?” He winked at me.

“I suppose, but it’ll still scare the shit out of me,” I huff. Rex wraps an arm around me and gives me a soft smile.

“Hey, we’ll be alright. I’ll make sure of it.”

I can’t resist tenderly smiling back at the man before me, reaching to stroke his hair. I already came dangerously close to losing him once almost a year ago; I used every drop of energy I could muster up to fight back against the laws of time travel and save him. There was no way in hell I wanted to risk that again, but Rex knew more about this whole time travel thing more than I did, so I couldn’t tell him what and what not to do. My smile morphed into a confused frown as something came to my mind.

“Where exactly are we going?”

“It’s a surprise!” Rex smirks. He rushes to the controls in an almost giddy way.

“Just don’t take me to the 1700s, please,” I groan. Rex barks out a laugh.

“Oh no, we’re going to a much cooler time period.” Before I can protest any further, I hear a screeching sound, and suddenly, everything outside the windows of the Rexcelsior is indiscernible. Somehow, it feels like a split second and hours at the same time. Then, it stops. I can see what looks like a jungle through the ship’s windows.

“Where are we?” I ask. Rex shrugs.

“Probably the same place we started off.”

“Okay, let me rephrase that, what year are we in?”

“Long before humans came up with the concept of a ‘year’, that’s for sure.” He smirks; he knows I get annoyed when he’s vague with me, but he also knows that I can’t stay mad at him and that damn handsome face of his. I open my mouth to make a sassy retort, but Rex grips my hand. “Now stay close.”

The hatch slowly opens, and Rex leads me out of it. For a brief moment, I feel slightly fearful—wherever we are, we’re way back in time, and I’m not sure if any primitive humans might come out to attack. But with Rex’s hand holding mine and his other hand gently rubbing my arm, I know I’m safe. I look around at the landscape—it’s absolutely breathtaking. Filled with lush greenery, parted by a shimmering river, and teeming with the buzzing sounds of exotic-looking insects and other tiny creatures. It’s—

“Completely untouched by man,” I gasp, breathless. Rex smirks.

“That’s because ‘man’ doesn’t exist yet.”

“Wait, we’re that far back in time?!” I gasp. My jaw goes slack as the information sinks in. “That is so... COOL!”

My excitement quickly turns to guilt as some animals flee in fright. “Oops,” I whisper. Rex chuckles at my over-enthusiasm.

“Yeah, you’re gonna have to be a little quieter if we’re gonna go animal-watching,” he laughs. “Oh, and you might also need these,” he adds as he hands me a pair of binoculars. I draw in a huge gasp, barely able to contain my excitement.

We spend the next few hours exploring the ancient wilderness, marveling at all the sights, sounds, and even smells. I particularly pay attention to the animals—so many amazing creatures I thought I would never see! Dinosaurs, ancient horses, giant sloths, even ginormous dragonflies! I’ll admit that some of the larger flying animals startled me, especially if they flew too close without realizing Rex and I were right there behind the nearby bush, but it was still an exhilarating experience. Of course, I got hungry quite a few times during our Cretaceous adventures, luckily Rex brought snacks—one of the funniest moments of our trek was when a group of fearless baby dinosaurs kept trying to snatch my Pringles from right out of my hands! But as the sun set and my eyes grew tired from being so excited throughout the day, Rex had to unfortunately declare that our adventure has come to an end.

“That was a pretty sweet date though, wasn’t it?” Rex boasts. I chuckle.

“That was one hell of a date,” I agree. “Thank you, Rexy~” I lean down to give him a kiss on the cheek, to which he responds by happily sighing and rubbing the small of my back.

“I knew you’d love it,” Rex coos. “Now come on, let’s go—”

We turn around and tense up to see a pack of velociraptors just staring at us. Rex immediately moves in front of me in a protective manner.

“Stay back, I’m a raptor trainer,” he commands. He holds his arms out, appearing to try and calm the raptors. Ever so slowly, he reaches behind him and pulls something out of his pocket. Just as slowly, he lifts it up, and I realize it’s a tennis ball. No sooner do I notice that then he chucks the ball as far as he can, and in a flash, the raptors take off running after it. A second of silence passes, then we both crack up laughing.

“They really are big, scaley dogs, aren’t they?” I laugh.

“For sure.”

After that, we make it back to the ship with no trouble at all. As Rex prepares to return to the present day, I wrap my arms around him.

“Thanks again,” I say.

Rex responds by pulling me in for a tender kiss.

#THAT ENDING IS SO CLICHE BUT I DON'T CARE FJLFJKBJFLGKLDS #anyway as cool as human history is #I decided I'd rather travel to a time BEFORE humans #because I prefer animals to people lmao #and also because women were treated like shit for most of human history XD"#besides can you imagine how COOL it would be to see some of those creatures?!#in PERSON?! like WOW #my writing #self ship #self shipping #self shipping community #f/o february #fictional other february #self ship fic #f/o: Rex #kickstart my heart

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trillhouse-lh · 5 years

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Writer’s Block (Sin Adults)

> “Daaad… hey, Earth to dad.” > “Mmm,” Bobby grunted, not really paying attention as he typed away at his keyboard. At the doorway stood his daughter, wearing her usual overcoat and an irritated scowl on her face. > “Mmm?! That’s all you have to say?!” Robbie snapped. “Where the hell WERE you?!” She crossed her arms and tapped her foot as she waited for an answer… only to receive none. In fact, the man didn’t even seem to notice that she was talking to him. With a growl of frustration, she stormed across the study to her father’s chair. “HEY! Are you LISTENING?!” > “Not right now, sweetheart,” Bobby mumbled as he typed, not even glancing up from his screen for a moment. “Daddy’s worki-” Before he could finish, Robbie grabbed the back of his chair and spun him around to face her. “Hey!” > “Don’t you ‘hey’ me!” The girl barked. “You were supposed to pick me UP, you jerk!” > “Roberta Elizabeth Loud! Do NOT call your father a… wait, what time is it…?” Bobby glanced at the clock, his brow furrowing as he saw it was only 2:17 PM. “It’s… Roberta, what on Earth are you doing home this early?” > “It’s a HALF DAY, dad… we got out at NOON! I’ve been telling you all week!” Robbie shouted. “Do you have any idea how long I was waiting for you?!” As his daughter’s words sank in, Bobby’s look of confusion shifted to one of remorse. > “Oh… oh, geeze…” Bobby groaned and buried his face in his palm. He’d gotten so wrapped up in his writing that he’d completely forgotten he had to pick Robbie up from school, let alone pick her up early. “I’m sorry, sweetheart… I wasn’t-” > “You weren’t paying attention. Right,” Robbie huffed, looking away from him with a scowl. “What else is new…”

> “Robbie, I…” Bobby began, only to hang his head and sigh. “Why didn’t you call…?” > “I DID,” The girl shot back. “You didn’t answer.” Bobby cocked an eyebrow. > “You… hang on,” He said as he snatched his phone off his desk. “I never got any-” As he checked his phone, the man’s heart sank; there were fifteen missed calls. FIFTEEN, twelve of which were from his awaiting daughter… not to mention a slew of unnoticed text messages. “...Oh, shit…” He muttered. “I had it on silent...” > “OH! You had it on silent! Great!” Robbie said with a sarcastic roll of her eyes. “Never mind that I had to walk my ass all the way over here, it was just a mistake. And here I thought you were just ignoring me! Well, glad we cleared that up!” > “You WALKED? Honey, why didn’t you call Lemy?” > “Because he’s busy with job interviews all day. You know, like you TOLD him to do?!” She spat, making her father wince. “And before you ask, mom and aunt Lupa were at work.” > “I know, I know… ugh.” Bobby lifted his reading glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. Robbie was right to be mad at him… he’d messed up, bad. With another sigh, he lowered his glasses and looked at his daughter apologetically. “Robbie, I’m really sorry. I was writing, and I-” > “You think that’s an excuse?!” > “No… no, of course not,” Bobby assured her. “This is my fault, simple as that. I swear, I’ll-” > “‘I’ll make it up to you’. I know,” Robbie grunted. She knew her father was being sincere, and she knew he hadn’t MEANT to brush her aside like that… he never did. > But it still stung. > “Whatever… I need some water,” Robbie said with a scoff, turning and skulking out of the room with her hands jammed into her jacket pockets. “Had a long walk, y’know?” Bobby sadly watched her go, then slumped back in his chair with a groan.

> “Nice, Bobby… nice,” The man grumbled under his breath, lightly beating his fist against the side of his head. He took a few moments to wallow in his own guilt before taking a deep breath through his nose and exhaling. He’d have to figure out a way to make things up to Robbie, but that could come later… for now, there was another matter to attend to. > Bobby frowned as he looked down at his phone. While the brunt of the missed calls had been from his daughter, there were also several from an ‘Alan’. Alan Douglas, specifically... Bobby’s literary agent, and the reason WHY he had put his phone on silent in the first place. > Alongside his many other projects, for nearly six years ‘R.J. Loud’ had been plugging away at one novel in particular: Memoirs of a Technician. Title pending. Something of a high-concept tale, told from the perspective of a lowly technician aboard an intergalactic freighter. It was one of his earliest ideas, and one he’d kept close to his heart for years… possibly even his magnum opus. Just a few weeks prior, he’d submitted his proposal to Alan. And now? Now, he was dodging the man’s calls as he continued writing his third draft. > Bobby chewed his lip, his thumb hovering anxiously over his agent’s name. Despite his best attempts to remain optimistic, he’d been through this song-and-dance far too many times before… he’d show them his finest work, work he had poured his very soul into, and time and time again it would be cast aside as though it were nothing more than rubbish. This time, he tried to tell himself, would be different. This time, his hard work would pay off. This time, people would finally be able to read the story he’d always wanted to tell. > So why was he hesitating?

> ‘Alright, Bobby… alright,’ He thought, taking a moment to collect himself. ‘Just get it over with. Whatever happens, it’s fine.’ Bobby took a deep breath and, finally, pressed down on Alan’s name to return his call. His leg bounced anxiously as he waited for the man to pick up. > [Alan Douglas speaking,] A clean and business-like voice spoke through the earpiece. > “...Hey, Alan.” Bobby said, trying his best to mask the lack of enthusiasm in his voice. “It’s me.” > [Oh, Robert! I’ve been trying to get in touch with you.] > “Yeah… I noticed. Sorry about that.” Bobby spun back around to face his computer and tried to get back to work, as though it would distract him from the bad news he no doubt was about to receive. “Well, let’s hear it.” > [You don’t sound particularly optimistic,] Alan said. His client merely gave a short, humorless laugh. > “Should I be?” He asked; Alan made a vague, indecisive noise that spoke volumes, and Bobby let out a sigh. “What’d they say?” > [Nothing, actually…] The agent said. Bobby stopped typing mid-sentence, his brow furrowing in confusion. > “Nothing…?” > [Well, no…] The man paused to clear his throat. [...That is to say, I haven’t actually spoken to a publisher yet. In fact, I only just finished looking it over today. Busy schedule, you know how it is.] > “Oh… I see.” Bobby muttered. This was somewhat unusual… usually if Alan had any feedback or suggestions he’d reach out through email. “Well, what did you think?” For a few moments Alan said nothing, seemingly mulling over his words. > [Right, well. It’s… different, to say the least,] Alan said in an unusual tone, as though forcing himself to sound supportive. [Not quite what one would expect from the genre.] Bobby slumped back in his chair and rubbed his temples, already beginning to feel a pit forming in his stomach.

> “...Is that a BAD thing, Alan?” > [No, not inherently…] The agent replied. [I just think it needs to be… REFINED a bit more before we can-] > “Look. Alan. Let’s not beat around the bush, alright?” Bobby cut in, his voice quiet and sullen. “Just give it to me straight. What did you think.” There was a heavy silence, broken only by Alan’s faint breathing; after what felt like an eternity, the man gave a deep sigh. > [Alright. To be frank, I have no idea how you expect me to sell this,] Alan said plainly. [Don’t get me wrong, it’s well-written, but-] > “But WHAT, Alan.” Bobby snarled. > [...BUT, if I’m being completely honest, it’s just… I honestly have no idea what you’re going for, here.] Alan said. [I mean, who’s this meant to appeal to, exactly?] > “It’s cerebral science fiction, Alan.” Bobby grunted, his fingers rapidly tapping against the armrest as he fought to keep himself calm. “It’s a niche genre.” > [You think I don’t know that?] Alan retorted. [There’s cerebral, and then there’s… whatever the hell THIS is. For God’s sake, you sent me over a hundred pages of a mechanic talking to himself about repairs and space economics.] > “It’s called WORLDBUILDING.” > [Rob, there’s over fifteen pages dedicated to explaining some kind of… cyber capacitor thing.] > “Cyclonic reduction capacitor,” Bobby corrected him. “It’s a crucial component of the ship’s… look, you’re only going off of three sample chapters here. In the full story-” > [Does anything change?] The man interjected. [Do things pick up? Is there any sort of call to action for our protagonist? Does anything HAPPEN in this story, Robert?] Bobby tried to answer, but all that came out was a faint croak. Suddenly, his mouth felt very dry.

> “That’s…” He began, pausing to wet his lips. “...I-it’s a character study…” He heard another deep sigh through the earpiece. > [Right… case in point.] Alan’s said. Bobby couldn’t help but find his tone similar to that of a disappointed parent. [Rob, listen. I like you. I wouldn’t keep doing this if I didn’t. But NO publisher would want to touch something like this. Hell, based on what you sent me, I doubt anyone could even get THROUGH it. There’s no hook, no sense of pacing, no structure… there’s a fine line between ‘methodical’ and ‘boring’, and you’ve crossed it in the first five pages.] Bobby grit his teeth and dug his fingers into the armrest. As much as he’d tried to prepare himself for disappointment, he hadn’t been ready to have his work critiqued so harshly. That his agent’s tone was calm and matter-of-fact, free from hostility or condescension, somehow only served to anger him further. > “...I’ve spent six years on this, Alan. Six years,” Bobby hissed. “And you’re telling me it’s BORING?” > [I’m telling you the TRUTH, Rob. You’re writing for an audience that simply doesn’t exist,] His agent replied. [I’ve told you time and time again, this isn’t what readers want. There needs to be excitement, something to capture the reader’s imagination, especially in THIS genre. You’ve done it before, Rob… you can do it again. Why not continue Sons of Dawn?] > ‘Sons of Dawn’. Bobby clicked his tongue in irritation at the mere mention of it. It had been his second novel after Voice of the Cosmos, as well as his second--and last--to be published. While the first had received a somewhat mixed reception, Sons of Dawn had proven to be a moderate success, and to this day he STILL got fan mail asking him to continue the story.

> But they had been nothing more than generic space adventure shlock to him, the sort of thing one might find in an airport convenience store. He’d slapped both together in the span of a single year for no other reason than to get his foot in the door, and while he’d initially been pleased with the unexpected success, he’d long since grown to resent his early work. Was it marketable? Yes. Was it what he wanted to write? > “...No.” > [Rob-] > “I’m not going to sit here and let YOU tell me what I should write. I’ll fucking publish it MYSELF if I have to.” > [Robert, please, be reas-] > “I think we’re done here, Alan.” Bobby said before the man could get a word in edgewise. “Goodbye.” Without another word, he ended the call. His nostrils flared with sharp, quick breaths, and it took everything he had in him not to hurl his phone across the room in anger. With a growl of frustration he haphazardly tossed the device onto the desk before leaning forward and burying his head in his hands. Rejection was one thing… he was more than used to it by now. But to have the very nature of his work torn apart so thoroughly hit far harder than he had expected and, quite frankly, he couldn’t recall the last time he’d felt so sick to his stomach. > “Sheesh, sounds like THAT didn’t go well.” The silence was broken by none other than Robbie, standing in the doorway with a curious expression on her face. “Turned down again, huh?” > “...How long have you been there, Robbie?” Her father asked, not so much as glancing up from the desk as he spoke. She simply shrugged and sauntered in.

> “Long enough. Been a long time since I’ve seen ya so pissed off,” The girl said calmly. She walked over to the desk, flicking a magnetically-floating model of the Enterprise and watching as it spun around in the air. “So what’d they say this time? Too emotional? Too complicated? ‘Too optimistic for the current political climate’ or whatever? That one’s always been my favorite.” Bobby sighed, removing his reading glasses and setting them aside. > “Sweetheart, please, not now.” He grumbled as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. “I’m not in the mood to-” He was cut short as Robbie leaned over his shoulder, her cheek pressing against his as she looked at his computer screen. > “‘Gerald frowned as he withdrew the... tri-conductive relay processor… from the smoking chassis of the… quasi-biotic dexometrical… hex… nani the fuck am I READING, here….?” > “Roberta, LANGUAGE,” Bobby snapped, gently pushing the girl away and minimizing the document. “Don’t you have homework to do, or something?” > “Nah, not on a half day.” Robbie replied with a shrug. “But hey, looks like you’ve got time for a break now, right? C’mon, let’s do somethin’.” > “I told you-” > “C’moooon. I’m bored.” The girl grabbed onto her father’s arm, tugging on it to try and coax him out of his seat. But the man wouldn’t budge, jerking his arm from her grasp with a huff. > “Robbie. PLEASE.” He repeated. “Not now. Go play a game or something, alright? I’m sure Lemy will be back soon-” > “I don’t WANT uncle Lemy right now,” Robbie shot back, shooting her father an annoyed scowl. “We never get to hang out any more. You’re not busy, so-” > “I. AM. Busy.” Bobby growled. His daughter fell silent, seemingly taken aback by his demeanor; He knew he was being cold towards the girl, but right now he was too worked up to deal with her. “Now, please. Go.”

> “Yare yare... you really are in a mood, aren’t you?” Robbie grumbled, her father letting out an audible sigh as she flopped into a nearby chair. “Y’know, aunt Lupa’s right… you ARE too uptight.” > “Right, because she’s SO well-adjusted…” Bobby muttered bitterly. > “Hey, at least she has a real job.” > “Writing IS a real job!” Her father snarled. Robbie scoffed and shot him a cocky smirk. > “Then how come mom’s the one paying the bills?” She joked; unfortunately, her father looked less than amused. His hand curled into a tight, trembling fist, and he had to shut his eyes and take a deep breath to calm himself. > “...BECAUSE, Robbie,” The man hissed through clenched teeth. “This whole damn industry’s run by IDIOTS that wouldn’t know a good story if it kicked them in the teeth. Now are you going to leave me alone, or-” > “Sounds to me like you’re just not a very good wri-” > “That is ENOUGH!” Bobby roared, slamming his fist against the desk as he stood from his chair. The rage in his voice was enough to silence Robbie in an instant, and the amused smirk faded from her face as he wheeled on her with fire in his eyes. “I’m not about to let a CHILD talk about me OR my work like that, ESPECIALLY not my own fucking daughter!” > “G-geeze dad, chill!” Robbie stammered as she too stood from her seat. “I was just jok-” > “I am not a fucking JOKE, Roberta, and neither is my WORK! Now I’m not going to say it again: GET. OUT! Do you UNDERSTAND me, Roberta?!” For several moments neither spoke, nor moved… Bobby stood with his arm outstretched, pointing towards the door as his chest heaved with heavy breaths.

> Robbie chewed her lower lip and averted her eyes, her face scrunching up as though she were fighting off tears, but Bobby didn’t falter; then just as he was about to shout at her again, she let out a growl of frustration and snatched the lamp from her father’s desk. She threw it with all her strength and it struck the wall with the loud CRASH of shattering glass. > “ROBERTA ELIZABETH LOUD!” > “Yeah! I know! I’m fucking grounded, what else is new?!” The girl spat, turning on her heel and storming out of the room. She paused a moment in the doorway to shoot one last glare over her shoulder. “...Asshole…” She muttered under her breath before skulking away to her room, being sure to slam the door so hard that a nearby picture crashed to the floor as well. > For some time Bobby stood there, his gaze fixed towards the door, before looking down at the broken lamp lying on the floor. Finally he groaned and slumped back into his chair. > “Fuck’s sake, Bobby…” He muttered to himself; Bobby ran his hand through his hair, sitting in silence as he let his heart rate return to normal. It wasn’t like him to get so worked up, let alone to the point of screaming at his daughter, no matter how out-of-line her comments may have been. He knew she hadn’t meant it, of course… she’d simply pushed the wrong buttons at the wrong time, and instead of handling it with maturity he’d exploded at her. Perhaps he was simply taking out his anger on her. In any case, he’d fucked up for the second time that day. > He REALLY wished Loan let him keep alcohol in the house.

> Bobby let out a deep sigh as his gaze fell upon his monitor. Six years of effort down the drain… not merely dismissed, but downright savaged. Granted, it was only one man’s opinion, but his criticism had been so thorough that even Bobby couldn’t help but dwell on his words. Now that the anger had faded, he only felt a deep sense of inadequacy. He wondered if this was how Lemy felt about his own failures… a musician that couldn’t play. A writer that couldn’t write. > Pathetic. > Bobby opened up the document again and stared at it, weighing his options. Perhaps he could salvage it… cut back on the exposition, come up with some kind of plot, some POINT to the story he was trying to tell. But perhaps that was the problem… there was no point. There never had been. The stories he wanted to tell simply weren’t what anyone else wanted to read. They were simply wasted efforts, and nothing more than that. > “...Fuck this,” Bobby muttered. He took a deep breath and closed the document, clicking ‘no’ when it asked if he wanted to save. > Back. > Right click. > Delete. > Are you sure you want to delete this folder? > Yes. > Right click. > Empty recycle bin. > ...Yes. > Once he’d done the same for his online backup, Bobby leaned away from the keyboard, withdrawing his trembling hand from the mouse. There… it was done. He wasn’t sure how he should feel… part of him wanted to laugh, part of him wanted to cry, and another part of him wanted to vomit. Instead, he sat in silence with naught the tick of his wall clock and gentle hum of the AC unit keeping him tethered to reality. He wasn’t sure how long he stayed there; perhaps five minutes, perhaps thirty, perhaps an hour. It was the growl of his stomach that finally snapped him from his stupor, and it suddenly dawned on him that he hadn’t had so much as a bite to eat since breakfast.

> “...Alright.” Bobby unsteadily got to his feet. As he made for the door, he felt something crunch beneath his foot: the glass from the lamp. He’d completely forgot about it. “Thank God for slippers…” He said with a sigh of relief. > After a quick detour to the utility closet, he returned to his office and swept the brunt of the glass into a dustpan. He’d vacuum up the smaller flakes later… once he’d dumped the glass and bent remains of the lamp into the trash, he made his way down the hall towards his daughter’s bedroom. Before he could even think about food, he had to apologize for his behavior. > “Robbie…?” He called, gently knocking on the door. “Can I come in?” No response. Bobby frowned and gave another knock. “...I’m not mad,” He assured her. “I just want to talk.” > “Go away,” Came the muffled voice of his daughter from the other side. > “...I’m coming in,” He said. Robbie said nothing further as he turned the handle and stepped inside. The room was dim, but with the light from the doorway he could see his daughter lying in her bed, completely covered by her bedsheets. “Robbie… are you alright?” Again, no response. Bobby frowned and approached the bed, nearly tripping over the girl’s hastily discarded jacket in the process. “Look… I wanted to apologize,” He said softly. “You were right. I was being an asshole, and I’m sorry.” No response. The man sighed and scratched the back of his head. “Robbie, please,” He pleaded, taking hold of the blanket. “Talk to… me…?” > As he pulled the blanket aside, he found nothing more than a small pile of pillows lying beneath. He barely had a moment to process this before an attack cry rang out from behind him; he yelped in shock as his daughter leapt onto his back, wrapping her arms around his neck and wrestled him to the ground with a THUD.

> “Sorry?! You really think that’s gonna cut it?!” > “R-Robbie, get off…!” Bobby struggled in the girl’s grasp, but he was far from a strong man; Robbie easily flipped him onto his stomach and sat down on his back before he could get back to his feet. The man cried out in pain as she took his ankles under her arms and bent back his legs, putting him into a boston crab. > “Or what?! You’ll ground me?! Too late for that!” She snarled with a forced, aggressive drawl appropriate for a delinquent.“You forget to pick me up, you YELL at me, and now you expect me to just FORGIVE you? Ain’t happenin’! I ain’t forgivin’ you till you’re BEGGIN’ for it!” > “OW! Okay, okay! Please, I-” Robbie applied more pressure, earning her an even louder whine of pain from her father. “ROBERTAAAA! PLEASE!” But the girl did not yield; knowing her, Bobby doubted she even INTENDED to until she was satisfied. If he wanted to get out of this, he’d have to play by her rules. “F-fine…!” With a grunt of effort, Bobby managed to push himself upwards. > “Whoa…?!” Robbie gasped in surprise as she found herself being lifted upwards. She may have been strong for her age, but she was still far smaller and lighter than her father; once her feet were off the ground he twisted his body, flipping her off of his back with a yelp. He grunted as her back hit the ground and, to her surprise, she quickly found herself trapped in a cradle pin. > “Now what?” Bobby asked with a cocky smirk. “Let’s see you get out of…?!” His apparent victory didn’t last long; with an amused snicker his daughter managed to slip free from his hold and the next thing he knew, he was once again on his stomach, gagging as Robbie trapped him in a chokehold. That was it: he desperately tapped her arm in submission and she released him.

> “Not bad, dad.” Robbie said with a smirk as her father gasped and panted for air. “That’s the first time you’ve pinned me in, what, two years?” > “Y-you…” Bobby managed to gasp out between breaths. “You’re way too rough, you know that…?” Robbie simply shrugged, apparently unmoved by her father’s plight. He tried to push himself up again, only to find himself pushed face-first down to the ground. > “Apologize again,” Robbie demanded. Bobby sighed. > “...I’m sorry.” > “For?” > “Everything,” Bobby muttered. “Really… I mean that. I’m sorry.” The girl narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips as she considered her father’s words, then gave a small nod. > “...Me too,” She said. Robbie climbed off his back and let him sit up, wincing as he rubbed his sore neck. “For the stuff I said… and the lamp.” > “No, it’s… ugh, hang on…” Bobby flexed his neck a bit, letting out a grunt as he heard a loud POP. “There we go… anyway…” He paused to clear his throat before continuing. “It’s alright. Given the circumstances, anyway… I’ve been a real jerk, today. It’s just…” He frowned and averted his eyes, taking a deep breath before shaking his head. “...I wasn’t mad at you. I was just… mad.” > “What happened?” Robbie asked; her father furrowed his brow, then groaned and flopped onto his back. > “What HAPPENED is that I’m a hack,” He grumbled, raising a hand to massage his temples. “Asimov, Wells, Clarke, Ellison… my whole life I’ve wanted to be like them, you know? One of the greats. Hell, I even deluded myself into thinking I COULD be. But… I was wrong.” > “Hey, don’t… don’t say that,” Robbie said softly, inching a bit closer. “I mean, you got published before, right? It could happen again.” Her father simply shook his head and gave a dry, humorless chuckle.

> “Those were rush jobs, nothing more than that.” Bobby muttered. “There was nothing special about them, hell, I barely even THOUGHT about them while I was writing them. It just... happened.” The man scowled slightly, his tone growing bitter. “...I wanted to tell stories like the ones I grew up with. To make people feel the same way I did when I read them… and the only time I came close was a complete accident. What a joke.” Robbie averted her eyes and pursed her lips in thought. > “Well… I won’t pretend to know much about writing,” She said, scooting to her father’s side before lying on the ground beside him. “But maybe that’s the problem?” > “...Eh?” Bobby pushed himself up on his elbows and looked at his daughter with a raised eyebrow. “What do you mean?” > “I mean… maybe you’re thinking too much,” The girl suggested. “You always told uncle Lemy that he was so worried about what he wanted to be that he ignored the things he was actually good at… maybe it’s the same for you?” Her father furrowed his brow in thought. “Y’know… you always were good at making things up off the top of your head. Remember those bedtime stories you used to tell me?” > “...Prince Nebula.” Bobby chuckled, a nostalgic smile crossing his face. “How could I forget?” He used to lie with his daughter at night, weaving tales of an alien prince and his quest to save the galaxy from the evil Baron Galacticus. They’d been simple, cheesy stories, made up entirely on the spot despite their ongoing narrative. But nonetheless Robbie was always eager to hear what adventures came next for the intrepid prince, and Bobby had cherished those moments above all else.

> “Well, those always meant a lot to me, soooo… I dunno…” Robbie muttered, “Maybe they could mean something to other people too?” Bobby stared at the ceiling in silence, mulling over his daughter’s words. Putting his old bedtime stories into writing was something that he’d never even considered. He still remembered them well enough, and it wasn’t as though he had anything to lose. > “Not a bad idea…” Bobby sat up with a grunt, then got to his feet. “...It’s something to consider, at least. But that can come later… right now, all I want to do is spend some time with my daughter.” > “Really…?” Robbie asked, raising her eyebrows in surprise. “But I’m grounded…” > “Tell you what,” Her father said with a grin, offering the girl his hand. “You don’t tell your mom I forgot to pick you up, and I’ll forget about the lamp… that thing was ugly, anyway. Deal?” Robbie looked at him in silence for a moment, then grinned and took his hand. > “Deal.” Her father helped her to her feet and she dusted herself off. > “Now I don’t know about you, but I could go for a burger… what do you say?” He offered. “And maybe afterwards, we could swing by the comic shop.” > “Seriously?! Damn, I should break shit more often,” Robbie said with a snicker as she followed her father out of the room, being sure to pick up her jacket along the way. > “...Don’t push your luck,” Bobby huffed, shutting the door behind them. “And watch your language, okay?”

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chouhatsumimi · 5 years

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Powder Metallurgy 粉末冶金

ようぎょうLONG POST INCOMING

Why, you ask? Because apparently you can get paid $65/hr interpreting for a powder metallurgy company.

Updated Aug 2021: bold is words I actually use, bold and large text are words I use often! Italics are notes/corrections.

metallurgy = 冶金（やきん）；金属高額（きんぞくこうがく） powder metallurgy = 粉末冶金（ふんまつやきん）

Materials:

alloy = 合金（ごうきん）；アロイ；混合体（こんごうたい）

aluminum/aluminium = アルミ・アルミニウム；軽銀（けいぎん）

bronze = 青銅（せいどう）；ブロンズ

cemented carbide = 超硬合金 (ちょうこうごうきん) / 超硬質合金 ( ちょうこうしつごうきん) [used as a cutting tool] Usually just カーバイド

ceramic = セラミック ; 窯業 (ようぎょう)?

composition (of a material) = 合成（ごうせい）

composition (ingredient) = 成分（せいぶん）

ferrous sulfate = 硫酸鉄（りゅうさんてつ）; ferrous hydroxide = 水酸化鉄（すいさんかてつ）；ferrous = 第一鉄

filler [for joining to parts] = 充填材・充填剤（じゅうてんざい）

graphite = 黒鉛（こくえん）?；石墨（せきぼく）except I can never quite figure out which one it is, sometimes I say グラファイト、and sometimes it’s just カーボン anyway

non-ferrous = 非鉄（ひてつ）；non-ferrous metals = 非鉄金属（ひてつきんぞく）

tempering iron; forging steel; wrought iron = 鍛鉄（たんてつ）

wrought iron = 錬鉄（れんてつ）

wrought steel = 錬鋼（れんこう）

Processes/Tools (separate later)

bonding/welding temperature = 接合温度（せつごうおんど）

blend = ブレンド；混ぜる（まぜる）；混ぜ合わす（まぜあわす） this should be 配合

bond = 結合（けつごう）this should be 接合

bonding = 接着（せっちゃく）；ボンディング

carburizing/cementation = 浸炭（しんたん） “Decarb” 脱炭 comes up more frequently

casting = 鋳造（ちゅうぞう）；鋳物（いもの）；鋳金（ちゅうきん）；鋳込み（いこみ）

coining = コイニング

compaction/compression = 成形（せいけい）；圧縮（あっしゅく）outside of metallurgy also known as “molding”

die forging/contour forging/stamp forging = 型鍛造（かたたんぞう）

electric current sintering = 通電焼結法

erosion = 腐食（ふしょく） this is more like what rust does

forging/tempering = 鍛錬（たんれん）；鍛造（たんぞう）；鍛え（きたえ）

grinding = 研削加工 (けんさくかこう ) this should be 研磨

heat treatment = 熱処理（ねつしょり）

hone = 研ぐ（とぐ）；研ぎ澄ます（とぎすます）

honing = ホーニング

impregnate = 注ぎ込む（つぎこむ）；oil impregnation = 含油（がんゆ）

induction heating = 誘導加熱（ゆうどうかねつ）

lathe = 旋盤 (せんばん)

lubrication = 潤滑（じゅんかつ）；ルブリケーション；注油（ちゅうゆ）；減摩（げんま）

machining = 機械加工 ( きかいかこう) ; 加工（かこう）；切削（せっさく） mostly as 加工

mold (cast) = 原板（げんばん）；成型（せいけい）

noise = 騒音（そうおん）；usually unpleasant - 雑音（ざつおん）

press (machine) = 圧搾機（あっさくき）LMAO we just say ブレス

press (verb) = 圧する（あっする）

quench = 焼入れ（やきいれ）

sintering = 焼結（しょうけつ）

sizing = 寸法修正（すんぽうしゅうせい）again, we just say サイズ or サイジング

soldering/brazing = 鑞付け（ろうづけ） and ロウ材 for “braze (material)”

stamping = プレス加工（ぷれすかこう）

stress (on a mechanical part) = 応力（おうりょく）I get the feeling I should be using this word more often

strip (away) = 剥ぎ取る (はぎとる)

swaging = スエージング

tempering = 鍛錬（たんれん）；練り（ねり）？；焼戻し（やきもどし）

torque/torsion = トルク；捩じり（ねじり）

tumbling = タンブラー (lol)

ultra-precision machining/cutting = 超精密加工（ちょうせいみつかこう）

weld/welding = 溶接（ようせつ）；溶着（ようちゃく）

vibration = 振動（しんどう）；顫動（せんどう）

Products (maybe?):

appliance = 機械（きかい）；アプライアンス I mean, we use 機械 to mean “machine” (noun) all the time...

ball bearings = 玉軸受け（たまじくうけ）

bevel gear = 傘歯車（かさはぐるま）

bushing = ブッシング

clutch = クラッチ

components = 部品（ぶひん）；構成要素（こうせいようそ）；構成分子（こうせいぶんし）

differential gear = 差動歯車（さどうはぐるま）[+装置（そうち）]；デフ

gear teeth = サイクロイド歯車（さいくろいどはくるま）

planetary gear = 遊星歯車（ゆうせいはぐるまそうち）[+装置（そうち）] usually just プラネタリーギア

roller bearing = ころ軸受（ころじくうけ）；ローラーベアリング

spline = 鎧板（よろいいた）；スプライン

sprag (linchpin, wheel stops, sprag clutch, one-way clutch) = 輪留め（わどめ）；ワンウェイクラッチ

spring = 発条（ばね）

sprocket = スプロケット

sprocket wheel = 鎖歯車（くさりはぐるま）；鎖車（くさりぐるま）

spur gear = 平歯車（ひらはぐるま）I forget but probably スパーギア

Product parts/related words:

automatic transmission = オートマチックトランスミッション；自動変速機 usually “AT”

automation = オートメーション；自動化（じどうか）

burr (on a machined edge) = バリ

capacitor discharge ignition = キャパシター・ディスチャージド・イグニッション [why is it ‘discharged’ in Japanese?]

chain drive = 鎖電動（くさりでんどう）

clean room = 無塵室（むじんしつ） we call it クリーンルーム

CNC = Numerical control (?)

cutting tool (machining) = 切削工具 ( せっさくこうぐ) or usually ツール. The stuff that goes in the presses is ツーリング .n.

die (mold) = 金型（かながた）

diode = ダイオード；二極真空管

failure analysis = 失敗学（しっぱいがく）

feed hole/sprocket hole = 繰出し孔

gear train = ギアトレーン

helical gear = 斜歯歯車（はすばはぐるま）；ヘリカルギア

laser = レーザー

load = 負荷（ふか）I think this meant load as in 供給

machine tool (machining) = 工作機械 ( こうさくきかい) I hate so much that they’re “machining machines” - 加工機械

magnetic field = 磁場（じば）；磁場（じじょう）；磁界（じかい）

milling machine = 製粉機（せいふんき）；フライス盤（ばん）

powder = 粉（こな）often referred to as 原料

prototype = 原型（げんけい）；祖型（そけい）；プロトタイプ also 試作

transmission = 変速機（へんそくき） or often トランスミッション

Qualities:

balance = ��衡（きんこう）；バランス

bevel (slanting surface) = 斜面（しゃめん）；傾斜（けいしゃ）；斜角（しゃかく）

brittle (fragile) = 脆い（もろい）

carbon-neutral = カーボンニュートラル

consistency = 一貫性（いっかんせい）；つじつま ?；徹底（てってい）

density = 密度（みつど）？；

濃度（のうど）？；比重（ひじゅう）(specific gravity)

dimensions = 大きさ（おおきさ）？; internal dimensions = 内寸（ないすん）？　should be 寸法

distortion = こじつけ；歪曲（わいきょく）；ディストーション

(metal) fatigue = 金属疲労（きんぞくひろう）

geometry = 幾何学（きかがく）・幾何（きか）I think it’s probably looking for 形状

hardness = 硬度（こうど）；剛性（ごうせい）；硬質（こうしつ）；硬さ（かたさ）

integrity = 整合性（せいごうせい）？

photovoltaic(s) = 太陽光発電（たいようこうはつでん）

proprietary = 私的（してき）？；特許（とっきょ）patented/ I think maybe 独自 as well

pore = 気孔（きこう）；細孔（さいこう）

porosity = 多孔性（たこうせい）；孔隙率（こうげきりつ）?；気孔（きこう）

purity (of a substance) = 純度（じゅんど）

sharp = 尖った (とがった)

ratio/proportion = 比率（ひりつ）I probably should be using that word

tolerance (electrical) = 裕度（ゆうど）most of the time it’s not electrical, it’s dimensional, and I think it’s 許容

versatility = 多芸（たげい）

Other:

cost saving = コストセービング；コスト削減（さくげん）；スケールメリット　HA it’s almost always “CR”

factory = 工場（こうじょう）

flange = フランジ

(the) former = 前者 (ぜんしゃ) (vs. the latter)

integrity (trustworthiness) = 誠意（せいい）

(the) latter = 後者 (こうしゃ)

means; way; measure = 手段 ( しゅだん )

operator = 操作者（そうさしゃ）usually 作業者

preeminence (excellence, superiority) = 卓越（たくえつ）

screen = スクリーン

shop floor = 現場（げんば）；生産現場（せいさんげんば）

tooling cost = 型代（かただい）；型費（かたひ）；金型費（かながたひ）(metal)

vendor = 業者（ぎょうしゃ）；売り手（うりて）?

Abbreviations

PM = powder metallurgy

HVC = high velocity compaction

CDC = conventional die compaction

#FINISHED #powder metallurgy #Japanese translation #translation #hmmm kinda do kinda don't want this #technical Japanese #long post #updated Feb. 6 2019 #powdered metal #metal #powder metal

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charlottemaxia · 2 years

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vastknowing · 3 years

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Everything about outdoor disconnector

What is outdoor disconnector?

When the outdoor disconnector is in the sub-position, under the requirements of the full regulations, the insulation distance and the obvious sign of the disconnection between the contacts; at the same time, in the combined position, it can carry out abnormalities under the conditions of truly carrying the normal circuit. Handling is not a short circuit as everyone thinks, a switchgear designed under such circumstances.

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Main purpose of outdoor disconnector

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Features of isolation switch

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2. The operation of switching lines can be carried out according to the operation needs in the later period, which has brought great help to the electric power in the later period.

3. Some small currents that can be used to connect and split lines, such as the charging current of connectors, bushings, bus bars, short cables, the excitation current of voltage transformers, and the circulating current when switching the capacitor current of the equalizing capacitance.

4. Isolating switches can be used to combine or divide the no-load excitation current of a certain capacity transformer according to different structural purposes. Of course, the isolating switches are also based on different installation methods, and then they can be divided into indoor isolating switches or For outdoor isolation, the outdoor high-voltage isolation switch can withstand natural pressure, such as condensation, ice and thick frost, wind, rain, snow, etc. This type of isolation can be installed on balconies, terraces and other places. The security is quite high.

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future. SHOULD I CHANGE MY BROKEN Air Conditioner UNIT OR REPAIR IT? When it comes to choosing whether or not you ought to repair or replace your unit, you require to look at your specific system to identify the finest approach, not only in the moment, however in the future. Not all refrigerants are the exact same. A lot of more recent models have R-410a refrigerant, which is considered a more environmentally-friendly alternative for Air Conditioning refrigerant. Nevertheless, older models have what is called R-22 refrigerant, which has become much more pricey as it gets phased out. If your system needs a R-22 refrigerant, understood as Freon, it can cost anywhere from $40-$ 175 more per pound, in addition to labor costs. Do you understand just how to maintain your ac unit? Did you even know you were intended to? The bright side is air conditioner maintenance is incredibly simple and in this video we'll inform you the 8 Ac system Upkeep ideas you can do on your own to help maintain your a/c unit running as smooth as possible all summer season long. It's simply extremely brilliant out here, Come on ... It's OK, I live below. Similar to rotating the tires and altering the oil in your vehicle, air conditioning unit upkeep will certainly aid prolong the life of your ac unit, assist it run much more effectively and also cool your residence better. You understand In property they claim the most crucial thing is location, area, location ... well, when it pertains to your air conditioning system the most essential point is air circulation, air circulation, air flow. Which's why 3 of our air conditioner maintenance pointers belong around air circulation. We have actually broken your system down into 3 huge parts. The outside system, the interior system, as well as the thermostat. I have actually got a checklist of useful maintenance suggestions for all 3 ... I simply need to discover my checklist initially. Oh, Thanks. Unless you plan on utilizing your "bear" hands, below's a checklist of devices you'll need Garden Tube New Filter Degree Thermostat Raincoat (Optional) Rope Swing (Optional) OK, Allow's head to the exterior unit.

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Your system pulls air in through the coils, and blows it out the top. And if your coils are obstructed it can severely decrease the efficiency of your system. There's a couple points you can do. The first thing you should do is reduced power to the unit, the favored technique is to turn off the breaker. If you do not have a breaker, pull the separate. Next you wish to remove the debris far from the unit. 2 feet around is an excellent guideline to make sure the fallen leaves, particles and also grass clippings are away from the device. If you have bushes or bushes you wish to cut those back also. Take your garden hose pipe and rinse off the coils. Reach what you can with the garden pipe as well as spray from the inside out. Allow the water stream down the coils for a while, till it resembles you have actually gotten all the dust off. After that spray off the particles you see on the outside. The fins on the system are very fragile, beware that you do not flex them over. See if the device looks degree, if it's too far off facility you may want to have a professional degree it up.

Air Conditioning Repair St. Joseph Missouri - 10 Tips For Picking The Right One

Inspect the electrical connections - make sure that there's no subjected wires. Check the insulation around the lineset to make certain it's still good. Now reconnect the power, mindful when you slide the disconnect back right into place, you should not have to compel it. Currently allow's go to the indoor unit, where your filters are. Start by reducing the power. Inspect the filters to see to it you can still see light through it. When replacing the filter, be sure to take notice of the direction that the air is streaming.

Ensure that the arrow on the filter associate the direction that the air moves via your system. Change filters as frequently as required, this can be different for each and every house. So make sure to inspect it at the very least when a month. If you have a humidifier, keep in mind to transform it off in the summer. Pour some water down the drainpipe line to see to it that it's not clogged. Some individuals add a little bleach to the water to clean the line. Ok, now we're at the thermostat. Truly the only thing you need to do to examine as well as see to it working appropriately is verify the temperature level on the screen matches the temperature level in the room. An easy way to do that is to just get an aesthetic read thermostat and make certain they match. Description.

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As long as you're within 3 degrees or two, you'll be fine. These A/c Unit Maintenance Tips that we have actually shared with you are things that any person can do on their own. Yet manufacturers in fact suggest that you take it one step further. In the proprietor's hand-operated it in fact states that you ought to have your system inspected routinely by a correctly trained specialist. So, as part of your Ac system's Upkeep, yearly, you need to have a Licensed A/C professional appeared and tune-up and also examine your system. They'll have the specialty tools and also gauges to go a lot more indepth. They'll check voltages, inspect the capacitor, see if there's any type of obvious worries, inspect the refrigerant degrees, those tough to reach components and even more. They need to evaluate their searchings for with you as well as answer any concerns that you have. If you have a good friend or next-door neighbor that deals with Air Conditioners, you could be able to obtain them to do this for you but if you don't recognize anyone . in your local market you should have the ability to find a qualified A/C Contractor to come to your residence and do this annual service. If you remain in the marketplace, provide Any kind of Hour Solutions a call. They'll send out a licensed A/C service technician to your house to carry out a 23 factor Air conditioning system Tune-Up. - Official Website.

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