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weirdowithaquill · 6 months
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Traintober 2023: Day 21 - Roots
Terence Hates Weeds:
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Terence the Tractor works on a farm near Hackenbeck, on Thomas’ branchline. He’s a pleasant sort, but he can be rather cheeky, and a little impatient. Once upon a time, he’d saved Thomas from a deep snow drift, and ever since the tractor had always been the first to remind Thomas to be careful whenever the snow began to fall.
“Do be careful, Thomas,” he chortled. “I might not be able to pull you out if you get stuck this time!” Thomas often ignored him when he got like this.
Terence’s farm was often all but barren during the winter. Terence was only started up to go and check on the cows that lived in the far paddock, but otherwise he spent his winter days dozing in his shed.
One morning, however, he awoke to the farmer flinging open the door. “That sodding weeds are back!” he grumbled. Terence groaned. The last of the frost had only just melted away!
One thing that the farm often had to contend with was weeds – and one particular type was continuously causing the farm trouble was horsetail. Horsetail weeds could spread their roots deep into the ground, making it almost impossible to full dig them out. Furthermore, they spread rapidly: one day, it was one, then the next it was four, then sixteen, and by the end of the week the field was covered, and the harvest was ruined.
The weeds also resisted everything Terence and the farmer did to remove them. Mowing had down nothing, burning them had only worked to remove the visible plant and weedkillers couldn’t penetrate through its rubbery skin.
So instead, Terence was coupled to a large tanker of lime. “We’ll begin by liming the soil,” the farmer said. “Then, we’ll burn the lot of them, dig up the tubers and be rid of this menace!”
Terence was excited to begin – though his excitement dimmed when he realised just how boring it all was. He dragged the tanker across the field a number of times, then sat beside the line and waited while the farmer set fire to the horsetail weeds.
That was when he heard a familiar horn. “What’s going on?!” exclaimed Mavis, looking horrified. Terence was confused. “Um…” “Quick! Driver! We must rescue Terence from the fire!” “Wait…” Before Terence could protest, Mavis’ driver had grabbed a coil of rope and tied it around his bumper. The other end was tied to Mavis, and the diesel began to pull Terence away from his field as quickly and carefully as she could.
“Mavis! Stop!” shouted Terence. “The farm isn’t on fire!”
Mavis stopped. “What?” “The farm isn’t on fire,” spluttered Terence indignantly. “We’re burning off weeds!” Mavis winced.
“Oh… sorry. Um…” The two paused – Terence looked down and groaned. His caterpillar tracks had gotten caught in a gnarled tree root. Mavis chuckled nervously, and hurried away with her stone trains.
“How’d you do that?!” exclaimed the farmer. “Mavis thought the farm was on fire, and wanted to save me,” Terence replied. “I tried to tell her, sir.” The farmer could only sigh. “It’s nice that you have such good friends, Terence, but they need to leave you alone so you can do your job!”
At that moment, a cheerful whistle peeped from behind them. “Oh no…” groaned Terence. “Need a little help?” asked Thomas cheekily. “Though I might not be able to pull you out, seeing as you’re stuck this time.”
Terence groaned – all this, and because of some annoying weeds with deep roots.
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mavibonghostexpress · 29 days
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Redraw tbh
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rushingexpress · 1 month
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LOOK AT HIIMMMM!!!
THE BOYYY!!
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demonofnowhere · 10 months
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Time’s Time: Time for Thomas (don’t interrupt him) & Time for Stelle (interrupt me ASAP)
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* now, i once had a lovely introduction to this post.  i did, honest.  it discussed how twitter has gotten worse and worse, and how if things went well i will do my best to post more thomas stuff here, and even briefly mentioned what this post is actually about. . .
* then firefox crashed. * being new to tumblr, i had not saved a draft of my post.  in fact, i found out you could save drafts mere minutes before firefox crashed.  i thought to myself “wow! what a nifty feature!”, and then proceeded to not save it.  this almost happened twice actually.  i managed to save it the second time thankfully.  i’m still livid though.
* thank you stelle, you are a really useless idiot.
* therefore, we’re not going to have that nice introduction.  the only things you need to know from that post is that you can find me on Twitter (@DemonOfNowhere) for more of my usual infodumping, and that i’ve ditched my usual typing quirks in favour of making this post readable for you all.  let’s get straight to the point instead. * greetings, i’m stelle, demon of nowhere (name change pending?), and it is unfortunately time for thomas.
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Doesn’t it feel strange to see me type normally? With dignity? With even the slightest amount of respect for myself? Err, ahem, I mean... Thomas! I love Thomas. I love the ending of “Stepney’s Special” for Thomas.
Thomas tries very hard to maintain a very professional profile on his branch line. It’s likely something he picked up from Gordon, if his attempts to imitate him whilst he was younger are anything to go by (note “Thomas’ Train”). If you get in Thomas’s way, he kicks up such a fuss and holds it against you until either one of your gets a taste of Sudrian karma (”you” being Percy in this situation, usually). This all means that when Thomas is shunted to allow Stepney, a newcomer, fly past him with one measely coach while Thomas, Annie, Clarabel and their passengers crossly wait for him to pass, Thomas gets cross.
Really cross. Super cross. He holds it against Stepney and is still fuming by the time the next morning arrives.
Thomas spoils the effect of it very quickly though. Of course he does, he’s Thomas and he’s stupid. All Stepney had to do was give one compliment and next thing he knew, Thomas was telling him EVERYTHING about his branch like an eight-year-old telling their parent all about their cool new toy they got (don’t let Mattel hear about this). Stepney calls Thomas an expert once, and away Thomas goes, not only to stroke his own ego a little, but also just because he’s too happy to ramble about his prized branch line (which Percy and Toby clearly think is hilarious, based on the illustration...). He’s a bit like me in that sense; we like to ramble about things no one cares about, but we can’t stop ourselves. Please help me.
One of my favourite parts of this exchange is the following line: “Ah well,” said Thomas modestly.
“Modestly” is the funniest words ever used to describe Thomas the Tank Engine. You and I of course both know that, despite his good heart, he is anything but modest.
Now, there’s something else I’d like to talk about here too. If you’ve read my ramblings before, you know that I cannot type for five seconds without bringing up something else that I didn’t mean to bring up but brought up anyway. I’m silly like that.
If Thomas got mad at Stepney for interrupting his branch line’s timetable once...
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...How would he feel about having a whole train that has to do everything in its power to NOT interrupt the usual services?
In notes of Ffarquhar’s layout, the land cruise enthusaist train is noted to be scheduled in-between regular services, and mustn’t disrupt traffic. This is implied to be more difficult than it ought to be, partially because rail enthusiasts are rail enthusiasts and getting them back into the coaches is a miserable experience for the station’s secretary, and partially due to shunting arrangements at Ffarquhar that are absolutely mind-boggling (a document I wrote up of Ffarquhar’s timetable, according to the Awdry DVD, can be found here!).
The moment the Bloomer, or whoever the enthusiasts’ engine happens to be, arrives, he has to square his fancy saloon coaches away to make room for Thomas, Annie and Clarabel’s next down service. So, imagine for me, what happens when Bloomer indulges the enthusiasts’ interest in him at the platform for a little too long, only for Thomas with his grumpy little face to huff into the station yard and start angrily shouting at Bloomer to Get Out Of His Way Or Else The Fat Controller Will Find Out And You Will Regret That.
Now, we of course know little of Bloomer, but I’ve always thought of him not quite as an old grandpa, but rather a showman who takes a lot of pride in his theatrics on a railway filled mainly of engines still in regular service. Bloomer doesn’t get to appear publicly very often, but when he does, he’s going to make it worthwhile. He’s going to bask in the spotlight for as long as he can, impressing everyone who is lucky enough to draw eyes on him, and he’s certainly no pushover. If Bloomer wants to spend time talking to the enthusiasts about his past life (though he has to keep SOME secrets, of course. Part of the act, a bit of mystery is always fun), then he’s going to spend as much time as he can doing just that -- which he always does.
This drives Thomas insane. A WHOLE TRAIN THAT COULD THROW ALL OF HIS TIMETABLE, ALL THAT HE’S WORKED FOR, OUT THE WINDOW SO EASILY? WHAT. The poor guy. He and Bloomer would be the ultimate enemies, egomanaics for different reasons that will forever butt heads while the other Ffarquhar engines would wish they’d just shut up for two seconds.
He cheerfully and dutifully shunts Annie and Clarabel along from the carriage shed... then he sees Bloomer’s ugly mug taking up the platform. “YOU,” Thomas hissed, grounding to a halt, “YOU’RE not supposed to be here.” “Ah,” Bloomer smiled sweetly, “Thomas my boy, I most certainly belong here. It’s part of my act for me to be right here, right now. ‘Tis merely part of my script.” “Right now!?” scoffed Thomas, as Annie and Clarabel chattered quietly behind, “Right now, you and your ugly great houses on wheels are meant to be by the cattle dock! Never mind your ‘act’, my Timetable is much more important! You always talk such nonsense.” “And you always talk ever so much, yet say very little,” mused Bloomer, “A script would do you well, improv is clearly not your strong suit, Thomas my darling. For such a famous little engine, you never seem to respect the life of a shining star. What a waste, what a waste. We Enthusiast Engines have far more than timetables to worry about, boy; we have fans to please.” Thomas wanted to retort, but was interrupted by a shrill, long blast of Bloomer’s whistle. “I hope you all enjoyed the first part of the show!” Bloomer called to his passengers, as he began to back away, “We shall return after our intermission, and I have no doubt you shall all be there to witness the Grand Finale of today’s display! Make sure to be there at 6 o’clock sharp. After all, Time’s Time.” Bloomer winked in Thomas’s direction. Thomas’s face was redder than Bloomer’s paint, and he had practically vanished behind a thick cloud of steam. “What a horrid engine!” he grumbled to Annie and Clarabel when he finally made it to the platform, “He thinks the whole railway revolves about him, and expects everyone to work at HIS pace! The shame of it, the shame of it...” Annie and Clarabel really thought it all rather ironic.
This is all made funnier by the fact that once the enthusiasts’ train leaves Ffarquhar for the junction, it crosses Thomas with Annie and Clarabel going up the line at Elsbridge. Thomas has yet another chance to start bickering with Bloomer, especially when the Ffarquhar secretary likely couldn’t get the stragglers into Bloomer’s coaches in time (and Bloomer of course didn’t help her one bit). Their next rowl shall be exciting stuff for all involved -- except Annie and Clarabel, who have tried reasoning with Thomas the whole time, but haven’t quite been able to get through to their stubborn engine.
Now, realistically, I had planned to do a bit more talking rather than writing a whole scene. However, much like Thomas, improv isn’t my strong suit, and I hadn’t at first planned for this to be a Bloomer discussion, and perhaps this has gone on for long enough. Whoops!
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What have we learnt today? Well, personally, I’ve learnt that I probably need to get the hang of writing these posts. This probably hasn’t worked out super well. Those of you who are more familar with this site are probably cringing so hard at me right now, and you’re entirely right to do so. For shame, me, for shame...
Usually, I like to round these off with a nice, poetic conclusion about what we’ve discussed today... but really I didn’t know that this post was going in the direction it went into. I mainly wrote this to get my foot in the door and finally post something of substance here. Apparently my second to most popular post here is talking about how fucking funny Terence the Tractor here. Can we change that please? Terence the Tractor is funny but... I can do better than that...
Well, no, no I can’t.
...
You know, I meant to start using my typing quirks again at the end of the post.
But now we’re here, and it doesn’t feel right for me to start using them.
...
I’m doing an awful job at ending this.
...
Maybe Terence the Tractor IS the best I can do.
Hmm.
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What kind of dynamic do you think Thomas and Oliver have? Both tank engines are mascots of their respective branchlines, both run a push-pull service, and have coaches with names -- seems ripe for story potential!
I reckon they'd either love each other or hate each other, lol. Usually we as a fandom focus on the antagonism we suppose Thomas and Duck would have. But while I'm sure those two just don't "get" each other and are privately kinda mutually judgmental, I think they also just... stay out of each other's way.
Oliver, though. He made such a big splash when he arrived — the big engines were all fawning over him, a mere tank engine, lolllll — can you imagine what a funhouse-mirror world Thomas would have felt he was in, if he overnighted even once at Tidmouth during this period? — and TVS, reasonably I think, characterizes Thomas as being so suspicious of new tank engines. So I think Oliver really would just drive Thomas bonkers. If Thomas can get into a jealous tizzy over, like, friggin' Stanley, I don't know how Oliver would have failed to made Thomas (Great Western) green with jealousy.
Honestly, in Thomas's frames, I'd feel insecure. Oliver became famous for fleeing the braying diesel hounds of the B.R. all the way across the mainland and making a heroic escape to Sodor. Thomas (who at this point hadn't even left his safe, quaint little island for over 50 years) became famous for... leaving his guard behind and throwing a snowplough tantrum. Like. They are not the same. 😅
But, if Thomas can handle the major mid-life crisis I suspect Oliver's arrival kicked off for him without melting down, then I can also see the two just vibing. They have enough in common to feel competitive or to simply hit it off. They're both sociable and hasty and cheeky. Furthermore, the balance of respect might be restored because, while Oliver is more dashing, Thomas is definitely the leadership-y one and I don't think Oliver poses the slightest threat to that. Oliver just wants to live his life and have fun. He works very happily under Duck (who tbh I can see sometimes being a bit overbearing and fussy), he ain't in no way going to go getting under Thomas's wheels.
It might be fun if stormy weather/collapsed track/line repairs reduced trains on the Little Western for a while so Oliver is sent to the Ffarquhar to spot for one of the other engines. I feel like Oliver might be a bit like a bull in a china shop on that little line... Toby would get tired just watching him zoom around and terrorize the coaches, while all the other engines would feel pleasantly sedate and responsible by comparison. Thomas would develop a Pavlovian cringe every time Terence or Bertie greeted him with a shit-eating grin coz he knows they're about to congratulate him on what a fine job he's doing keeping order on his line (i.e., they're about to tell him the latest disaster Oliver caused). One day for Reasons Oliver has to take some coaches that aren't push-pull fitted and when he runs round the train (how annoying!) he forgets to get coupled and storms off down the line without them. Thomas would be at the junction venting about what a headache and a pest Oliver is. Gordon and Henry are shaking with laughter and with the feeling that this is just Sodor Karma (belatedly) at work. Back at Tidmouth Duck is raising exactly one eyebrow and saying Oliver has only ever had one incident on his line (unsaid: too bad for Thomas but some of us are Built Different). Daisy is confused when she returns from the Works and even Annie and Clarabel join in the loud cheers that greet her arrival.
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megthetrain · 3 months
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Explaining Series 3 (Episodes 16-19)
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northwesterntales · 5 months
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Heya! It's been *checks last post* over a year since I updated this. Oopsy. But I can confirm we're actually making progress. Multiple stories have been written, and some episodes have even began shooting. But, it'll be a while before we'll get anything out. Until then, enjoy this teaser for an upcoming story!
We're also looking for new talent! If you want to voice act, feel free to fill out this form: https://forms.gle/7z6dkvK1YPL854Mo8
Here at North Western Tales, we're looking for any and all talent, from amateur to professional! Currently, we're specifically looking for voice actors for Sir Topham Hatt and Terence, so if you can fill those roles, please come give it a try!
Thanks, Stuart
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uselessalexis165 · 1 year
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tried making some ttte memes (117)
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ttte-paint-shop · 2 days
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number1spongebobfan · 2 months
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Terence the Tractor 🚜?
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It feels weird that they're bringing Terence of all characters into AEG, right?
1.Unless an engine has tipped over or something, Terence is usually brought to help clear away accidents on the branchline. It used to be humiliating for the engines, but now it's just a part of life.
2. The reason Terence doesn't have his widow's peak anymore is becomes some vandals broke into his shed and shaved it. Thomas and Bertie felt sorry for him, but that didn't stop them from teasing him.
3. He doesn't have a favorite out of the branchline engines, but Terence is closer to Toby than he is to Thomas or Percy. The old tram is the only one who didn't call his caterpillars ugly or weird.
4. After the incident at Boulder Quarry, Terence has been wary of going to the Skarloey Railway. He's happy to help wherever he's needed, but not at the risk of being flattened!
5. Terence has taken to following Bertie around on rainy days, as it's only a matter of time until the bus gets stuck in the mud. Bertie indignantly insists that he'll be fine, but he has yet to prove it.
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sudriantraveler · 1 year
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Terence's Christmas Party
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I hope everyone is doing ok this time of year. I recently rewatched the various Christmas episodes of Thomas and Friends. I remembered once seeing some discussion that it was a bit unfair that Terence doesn't get to go to Mrs. Kindley's Christmas party, so I wrote this as a kind of post credits scene to rectify that. I hope you enjoy.
Happy Holidays!
Terence’s Christmas Party
Terence sat in front of the Kindley’s Cottage. He and the men had finished clearing away the last of the snow, and were now waiting for Mrs. Kindley to return from her Christmas party with Sir Topham Hatt’s engines. It was a cold night, but Terence didn’t mind, he was just happy to have helped someone out on Christmas.
Eventually, there came a familiar bell, and Toby and Henrietta puffed into the cutting close to the cottage. Mrs. Kindley climbed down from Henrietta and walked back up to her Cottage. She stopped to thank Terence and the men for looking after her home.
“Think nothing of it ma’am” said Terence, “Happy to help. Merry Christmas”.
Mrs. Kindley walked into the Cottage, and Terence and the men gathered up their tools and set off for home.
It was very late as they journeyed through the town back to the farm. The streets were quiet, even the carolers had all gone home. The only sound was the put-put-put of Terence’s engine. But Christmas lights were still lit, illuminating the street in a faint but colorful glow. The earlier snowstorm too, had by now cleared up, revealing a clear night sky filled with stars.
Journeying through the picturesque scene, Terence hummed quietly to himself:
Silent night
Holy night
All is calm
All is bright
The farm soon came into view, and Terence puttered off contentedly to his shed. Soon he was fast asleep.
He didn’t notice what was happening across the field, as a little blue engine puffed quietly up to the farm, with his two coaches and several trucks in tow…
Terence awoke next morning to the sound of… laughter… and carols! His driver, the farmer, farmhands, and the workmen had all gathered around Terence in his shed, which had been completely decorated with tinsel and lights! There was even a christmas tree standing in the corner with a handful of presents tucked neatly beneath its branches, and a Santa Hat had been placed on top of Terence!
Terence looked out across the field to see Thomas puffing by with his morning passenger train. “PEEP PEEP” He whistled, “Merry Christmas Terence!”
Terence chuckled, and sighed happily, “Merry Christmas Thomas… Merry Christmas everyone, and a Happy New Year”.
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greendreamer · 2 years
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Thomas the Tank Engine and Friends no.37 Cover
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Terence and Trevor
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tttetwt backup #7
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based as fuck animation
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ANTHONY DAWSON TALKS ROM RIVER <3 glorious day
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William fucken Dawson, man.
There can be no other.
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S.R. engineering appreciation post
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us when there's a train in it
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#^$^#*@!$...
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#ttte plot inspiration
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megthetrain · 3 months
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Series 3 Explained through even more memes
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