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absurdcosmonaut · 1 month

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“Broken”

The workshop was as noisy as usual, with the usual songs playing through the fox’s sound system juuuuuust quiet enough for Sonic not to hear. The Tornado’s weapon systems needed to pack a bigger punch, and adding the portable missiles now without the chastisement from his older brother would be the best way to do it. Why was Sonic so hellbent on keeping him from his explosives anyway? You didn’t see HIM complaining about Sonic’s running habits with the Sonic Booms and all…

Right now, the onboard missile carrier would be retrofitted underneath the blue biplane where the bombs were meant to go (but he never got a chance to use them, ugh… stupid hedgehog always getting in the way…) but the fox was sure that such a change would be far more useful since they either met Robotnik’s forces head on or underground, eliminating the need for bombs entirely. (Much to the chagrin of the fox who wanted to use them so badly…)

Pondering about strategy however, was probably not the best idea when hammering steel bolts into sheet metal… a lesson the fox soon learned when the head of the excessively large hammer slipped and struck his paw right in the knuckle. The fox bit his tongue as he hissed, clearly another bad decision as the familiar taste of iron filled his mouth; hey, it sure beat waking up the hero of Mobius and having him discover the secret cache of weapons and ammo you’ve been making and hoarding. He tried his best to ignore the nauseating crack that emanated from his hand when the hammer came down upon his paw.

The fox retreated his palm, cradling it in his other paw as he made his way to the workshop bathroom. It was on the walk towards the bathroom door he finally got a look out the window. Sunrise. Shit. Sonic would be up any second! He ran over and quickly grabbed all the weapons and ammunition, shoving them back into various cabinets and safes hidden around the workshop to avoid the gaze of his surrogate brother. The pain in his hand seemed to disagree with each and every movement he made aggrieved the injured paw further; his eyes began to water as the last missile shell was shoved into the workshop closet.

One everything he was working on was shoved in some crevasse of the workshop, the fox dashed to the bathroom. Staring at himself in the mirror, the vulpine was met with a pitiful sight; fur matted and disorderly, covered in oil and grime; tails a dull shade of sickly beige rather than a vibrant yellow-orange; eyes weighted with heavy, dark bags under them that conveyed his revolt against sleep. He grabbed a washcloth from the sink and ran it under the faucet with some soap, frantically scrubbing each part of his body but to no avail. His fur was thick and the grime’d had hours and hours to set in; he knew the only way to truely clean now was a bath. Unfortunately, the workshop bathroom only had a toilet and sink.

He still had time! If he could just sneak into the house and into the bathroom he could take a shower and pretend he was never-

The fox stopped dead in his tracks and immediately dropped the washcloth he had been carrying to clean his fur. There, in the door to the workshop nested just in the corner above a small set of stairs, was a cobalt hedgehog sitting on the stairs. He leaned backwards with a socked foot over his knee, body supported by gloved paws. He had a serene look of mischief on his face, as if he was expecting the fox to notice him.

The fox’s eyes narrowed as he stammered, “h-h-ho-how…?”, thankfully he didn’t need to say anything more as his brother took the reins. “Oh… just about…”, he looked at his wrist as if it had a watch when it was devoid of one. He continued, “since you had that missile launcher out and were tinkering with it. Wondered when you’d figure out I was here”, he said casually.

The fox rubbed his injured hand idly, “so did you…?” Sonic cut him off again. “See your hiding places for all your non-big brother approved stashes? Perhaps…” Tails sighed in defeat as his tails fell to the floor and ears flattened onto his skull, at least he didn’t see the fox smash his hand. He pried his eyes from the hedgehog’s gaze and looked to the ground beneath his feet in shame. Sonic’s characteristic smirk fell as he suddenly sat up straight. The teen uncrossed his leg and scootched over, tapping the spot next to him on the stairs.

The fox complied with the invitation, and sat next to the hedgehog, though at the other end refusing to look him in the eye. “You know I don’t blame you, right?”, the voice was so understanding and devoid of any disappointment or ridicule that the ear closest to the hedgehog on the fox’s head stood on end and swiveled in the hero’s direction; an unspoken statement of intrigue and surprise. “Keed, you were born in the closest thing to hell on Mobius I could imagine. Those ignorant villagers knew nothing of your genius and put you through hell for it. Of course I can’t blame you for wanting to constantly protect yourself”, the hedgehog explained as he scooted over to the fox’s side and threw an arm around him. The fox looked over and Sonic could make out a teary gaze looking back at him as a solitary tear traced itself down the fox’s cheek, a telltale sign the fox’s high built walls to his emotions were about to crumble.

Luckily, Sonic immediately knew what to do, swooping the kid into his lap and hugging him close, rocking gently as he swayed. The fox put his good arm around the hedgehog’s neck and buried his face in his brother’s neck. “I-I’m… s-s-sorry…”, he choked out as he tried to suppress the sobs bubbling in his throat. In response, the hedgehog simply rested his chin in the fox’s head, nuzzling the fur on his head. “No bud, don’t be sorry. I just want to let you know that as long as I’m around, you don’t need anything extreme to keep you safe. That’s my job, don’t be trying to get rid of me just yet”, he concluded with a light hearted joke.

The fox nodded, a sense of peace and calm washing over him as the gentle rocking motion calmed his nerves. However, the moment was suddenly ruined by the pain in his other paw reminding him of his recklessness. Sonic looked down, “did you hurt it?”, the sentence seemed to be more of a statement than a question. The fox nodded. “Hammer”, it was short but he’d didn’t need to say anything else. Sonic held a hand just next to the fox’s injury. The fox hesitated for a moment before gently grasping his brother’s hand. A few gently pokes as the hedgehog felt around and a few yips and hisses from the fox and Sonic sighed. Tails could practically feel the frown on his face as he inspected the injury. “Yep, probably broken”, he said as the fox leaned back into the cobalt’s shoulder, a sense of guilt and embarrassment entering his mind.

His brother had always been surprisingly knowledgeable about basic medicine. First aid and emergency care coming natural to the hog. Tails had assumed it had been a result of his countless adventures as the hedgehog frequently had no one to rely on but himself.

Sonic stood up, fox being carried like he was when he was a toddler. Under normal circumstances, Tails would have objected to being carried like this, but instead simply laid his head on his brother’s shoulder too tired and sore to care or put up a fight.

When they got to the main bathroom, the sent of mint filled the air and the fox couldn’t help but smile. It was certainly an improvement over the oily machine smell of the workshop. He was sat down by the sink as the hedgehog rummaged through the drawers under the sink. After a few minutes, he pulled out a bandage wrap. He motioned tails to hold out his injured paw, which he did with some hesitation. The fox hissed when the wrap was fastened around his paw, but otherwise didn’t fuss.

The hedgehog continued, “welp, I was gonna have you take a shower, but I think we should have that looked at by someone first. Tails nodded, but was too focused on the floor and was only partially awake. Sonic seemed to notice and waved a hand in front of the fox’s face to get his attention, which succeeded when his fluffy brother looked up from his gaze on the floor. “You look exhausted. Didn’t get much sleep?” The fox shook his head with a yawn as he rubbed his eyes with his good paw. Sonic yawned as well, stretching with an exaggerated groan. “Ya, that makes two of us I suppose”, he admitted.

Tails was about to ask why when he was suddenly picked up again, this time heading to the hedgehog’s room, siting down with the fox once again in his lap. The seven year old soon found covers being draped around him and a familiar rocking motion coming back, preventing his thoughts from getting the better of him and the pain in his hand to melt away as he focused on the gentle side to side motion. He wanted to ask why the hedgehog didn’t sleep, but something told him he already knew the answer when his brother was up earlier than expected in his workshop watching him work away.

The fox’s eyes gradually started to drift closed until a hand reached up, scratching behind his ears, immediately sending the fox straight to dreamland.

Sonic chuckled at the ease of which the fox went to sleep, before lying down with the fox in his arms, being mindful of his injured paw. The blue teen suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion and promptly followed his protégés into dreamland, content with the knowledge that his brother was finally asleep and peaceful, even if a little broken in more ways than one.

#sonic and tails #unbreakable bond #miles tails prower #sonic fanfiction #sonic the hedgehog #sorry for not posting #colledge colledge bla bla bla

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radio-to-trenchcoat-demons · 8 months

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I feel killer invasive, but im doing a biography on Wilbur for a assignment in school. wanna proofread anyone?

what i have so far:

Wilbur Soot is an english musician and Minecraft Youtuber/Streamer. Popular for his part in the “Dream smp” and his position in the indie rock band “Lovejoy”, With 1,622,433 Followers and 1,212,540 monthly listeners on spotify. But before that, he had his own channel of music, was a former member of a channel called “Soot House”, and is the creator of the infamous “Editor Wilbur ARG”. It was Wilbur's presence as Lead editor and Co-Founder in 2017 in the comedy channel “Soot House” that began his rise to fame. His music career started in 2018, writing comedy songs, his first EP in 2019 being 13 minutes (four tracks/songs) long called “Maybe I was Boring”. The most impactfull thing(s) Wilbur has done, would be in my opinion, His release of “Your City Gave Me Asthma” and supporting and creating several Fundraisers for multiple occasions and events. The main Fundraisers would be Stand Up To Cancer, The Sarcoma Foundation of America, and The WilburSoot Pride Fundraiser. These fundraisers are now over, having been able to successfully raise and distribute the money to those in need. “Jubilee Line” from the album “Your City Gave Me Asthma” is about all the pollution in the London underground transit system and how many take their lives and are ignored by the many commuters. He said in a Twitch stream once, “after experiencing people take their lives on the London underground only to receive disgruntled groans by commuters who will now be late for whatever it is they’re going to, one becomes quite jaded to the human condition in general. I guess this last line was me putting blame on the city rather than those commuters or the poor people who committed suicide.”

soooooo.....yeah. also i dunno if anyone knows but wikipeadea says his real name is William Patrick Spencer Gold

#al was here!#al estaba aqui!#my school work #in history :l #writing #im in freshman year of HS but my writing is borderline colledge style.

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aboutanancientenquiry · 10 months

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The nature and function of curses in Ancient Egypt (I)

I reproduce in this post the part of the introduction of the PhD thesis of Sarah Louise Colledge (The Process of Cursing in Ancient Egypt, Liverpool 2015, pp 10-13) in which the author presents and criticizes the work of S. Morschauser, Threat Formulae in Ancient Egypt: a Study of the History, Structure and Use of Threats and Curses in Ancient Egypt, Baltimore 1991. According to Morschaucer, the ancient Egyptian curses would be just “threat formulae” or “legal texts” without magical connotations and the use of the term “curse” should be avoided for them.

“Morschauser’s publication provides an extensive collection of curses from the monuments of pharaonic Egypt under the heading ‘threat-formulae’. This categorisation is not represented by any ancient vocabulary or category, but by the German term ‘Drohformeln’.2 Morschauser deems the term ‘curse’ unsuitable due to its modern connotations of invoking the wrath of deities, although he later states ‘Egyptian threats essentially rely on deities for their enforcement’.3 Morschauser only uses curses which fit his particular formula, those with two parts: a stipulation/protasis (‘if this happens…’) and an injunction/apodosis (‘…then that happens’), although curses which differ from this formula are briefly referred to in various sections. This publication is divided into an introduction and conclusion, with three intervening chapters: ‘The Form and Structure of the Threat in Ancient Egypt’, ‘The Nature and Use of the Threat in Ancient Egypt’ and ‘Egyptian Classification of the Threat Formula’.

Morschauser’s introduction provides a wide chronological context for cursing in general, ‘Indeed, throughout the ancient world, the “curse” was a common instrument of social, political, and religious interaction (or the lack of it)’.4 The threat formulae under consideration are also given a chronological, as well as a geographical, context. Morschauser accompanies the word ‘curse’ with double quotation marks each time it occurs in this section, as he says his threat-formulae lack the modern magical connotations which curses hold. Morschauser states that he omits ritual and religious literature such as the Pyramid and Coffin Texts, although he hoped to deal with these in a future publication. His publication is stated to be ‘intended to discuss the structure, nature and use of the threat-formulae in ancient Egypt’.5

The first chapter examines the grammatical structures and vocabulary of both Middle and Late Egyptian threat-formulae. Morschauser lists grammatical forms found in the stipulations, as well as the words and constructions used to identify the subject of the curse. He examines the type of offences referred to in the stipulation, and notes that it is difficult to separate criminal cases from civil offences: both are treated equally by the ancient Egyptians. Morschauser categorises the curses according to the criminal act which they try to prevent, and groups them by the vocabulary used to describe the act. The vocabulary and grammatical structures used in the injunction are then presented in the same way. Morschauser provides full transliterations and translations, as well as references and a time period (e.g. Middle Kingdom or Dynasty number), but sometimes fails to expand on the context of the examples, such as geographical or physical locations, the medium and the user.

Morschauser repeatedly highlights the correlation between ‘codified law’ 6 and threat-formulae due to shared language features, but it is unclear which examples he is presenting as codified law, and which as threat-formulae: all examples have the same grammatical formula, and contain a situation to be prevented, and a consequence should the situation occur. Due to this ambiguity, it is unclear whether Morschauser actually provides any examples of codified law to support his argument – that threat-formulae, like codified law, protect people and their interests using a shared vocabulary and structure, namely conditional clauses. The differences between threat-formulae and codified law are also addressed: the former generally holds supernatural entities responsible for enforcing a vague punishment, and the latter an official body for enforcing a specific, usually physical, punishment. Threat-formulae also remained effective after the curser’s death.

Morschauser provides tables in an attempt to highlight the usage of a selection of words found in curses throughout the pharaonic period, but as most of the chosen words were used across extensive time periods, no real pattern emerges. Morschauser does not address the popularity of the selected words in other genres of text, which would provide the context and comparison necessary for discussion.

The subject of deities acting as agents is addressed, in particular the favouring of certain deities at different periods in time. Morschauser assumes that as religious and magical texts such as the Pyramid and Execration Texts contained ritual acts, and the threat-formulae he focuses on make no mention of these types of acts, the latter did not involve rituals, and so were not seen as magical or ritual texts by the Egyptians.7 Morschauser says that verbalisation of these threat-formulae was not a ritual act associated with magic, but was due to their function as an oath. Also, as some magical texts such as Papyrus Bremner Rhind have clearly stated titles, Morschauser concludes that threat-formulae do not belong to these genres, or even their own genre, as none are titled. He states that threat-formulae are components of legal texts, in particular a conditional legal formulation.

Morschauser’s second chapter, ‘The Nature and Use of the Threat in Ancient Egypt’, discusses the types of curses used in the different time periods, from the Old Kingdom through to the Late Period. Although this chapter refers to the curses from the first chapter, the more detailed context previously lacking is addressed here. The areas of discussion here mirror the subject themes of the protasis and apodosis addressed in the first chapter. If Morschauser discusses anything new here it is not obvious to the reader.

The third chapter, ‘Egyptian Classification of the Threat-Formula’, is brief in comparison to the first two chapters. Here, Morschauser examines four ancient Egyptian words or phrases traditionally translated as ‘curse’, and dismisses each one as a suitable label for his threat-formulae due to their ambiguous meanings: wA (conspire), Hwi sDb (to punish a moral wrong), sHwr (make, declare (a person) a criminal) and Sni (a binding pronouncement, ban).8

The publication concludes by summarising Morschauser’s argument, and by stating that the formulae were used by private individuals who chose the injunction based on personal choice rather than regulation. The threats were a way of keeping order and maintaining Maat, designed to compensate for limitations in the law.

Morschauser’s publication is useful as an introduction to the subject of cursing in ancient Egypt and provides extensive philological material and bibliography. However, the repeated presentation of opinions as facts perhaps undermines this study of curses, suggesting that one might more fully explore the genre. Morschauser’s main concern is to secularise cursing and demonstrate that curses are actually legal texts; evidence that does not pertain to this is largely overlooked. Beyond sentence structure, Morschauser does not mention how his sample of threat-formulae have been chosen, and the philological data is not related to wider material beyond legal documents. A common mistake made in this publication is the projection of modern day biases onto ancient concepts, in particular the differentiation between types of offence as legal or social crimes. Morschauser himself appears to realise his error, as seen in conflicting quotes: ‘As noted, the threat was designed to address judicial circumstances’9 and ‘However, it would be ill-founded to infer that every stipulation in a threat corresponded to some formally defined legal structure’. 10 Overall, this publication is useful to those interested in this one particular type of curse, but Morschauser’s strict criteria guidelines mean that this is by no means an exhaustive study of cursing in ancient Egypt.”

Sarah Colledge, Egyptology PhD from the University of Liverpool, main interest is ancient Egyptian curses, also Abu Sibel. Source: https://liverpool.academia.edu/SarahColledge

The whole text of the thesis of Sarah Colledge on cursing in ancient Egypt can be found as pdf on https://livrepository.liverpool.ac.uk/3000011/1/ColledgeSar_Sep2015.pdf

#ancient egypt #egyptology #ancient egyptian curses #sarah colledge

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