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Favorite ship dynamics (sticker edition)

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Reblong to give someone an ice cream sanditch.

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I'm going to start doing this with reading and writing. Because I get burnt out frequently and easily.

Someone asks me what I'm reading or working on and I'm going to be like "well it's this really existentialist piece of fantasy about a humpback whale that was turned into a dwarf woman that is trying to stick to a vegetarian diet in a mostly carnivorous culture.

The downside is, of course, that as a creative person I might accidentally inspire myself.

#writing #fantasy #granted i do benefit from being intimidating when it comes to literature (which im really not im quite atupid) #people stopped asking me when they realized i do actually read and write unhinged bullshit

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Gandalf: remember that time I fought a Balrog?

Sam: yes. That was horrible. We all thought you'd died and we were all so sad. I'm glad it turned out that you had won though.

Gandalf: I didn't, exactly. But the Balrog was, in a way, weaker than Shelob.

Sam: that can't be right. It was just a big spider. I remember reading Mr. Bilbo's stories and he killed plenty of spiders too, big ones even. And with the same sword.

Gandalf: ... You aren't... Biblbo did fight spiders in Myrkwood. But Shelob is akin to a half god. A spawn of pure darkness.

Sam: wasn't very smart though, was it.

Gandalf, taking a long puff from his pipe and realizing it doesn't do anything for him anymore: ... No. No it wasn't.

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Gandalf, later: Frodo, can I borrow your uncle's sword? I assume you still have it?

Frodo: what? Sting? I still have it, it's on the mantle. Why?

Gandalf: I'm just going to be going through some old records from the elven archives of the first age and I wanted to compare some of the lettering.

Frodo, drinking something clear from a sherry glass: sure.

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Gandalf, years later as they're all boarding the ships to Valinor: Biblbo, by the way, here's your sword. Apparently it's a shard of primordial starlight older than the moon and sun that grows stronger in the presence of great evil and quite possibly could have dealt a near fatal blow to Sauron himself.

Bilbo: haha! Of course it could have! By the way, have you got any sherry on you?

Gandalf: ... I've taken to carrying some distilled spirits whenever I visit you and your relatives. My nerves can't take it anymore after I realized that I underestimated you over a hundred years ago.

Bilbo: oooh, the good stuff. Give it a pass around, Gandalf.

Frodo: this tastes like rainwater. Try this *produces a bottle of pure ethyl alcohol* this is the only stuff that tastes like anything to me anymore. You just can't smoke with the bottle open.

Gandalf:

Thinking of the larger context of LOTR and like, the fellowship swapping old war stories and shit and Sam just says “Yeah I killed a huge spider…Shelob, I think?”

And Gandalf just blinks and is like, “You what now?”

“Yeah, killed it. Had to save Frodo”

Gandalf elects not to tell Sam that he killed the spawn of a primordial demon.

#in which gandalf realizes just how powerful hobbits really are #hobbits dont go adventuring because it seems to make everyone else uncomfortavle with how dangerous they are #this is the real reason they all just sort of forgot it after a while #hobbits doht have a rational grasp of power and fear as concepts #they just do things

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Lavinia Dearheart-Von Lipwig, the instigator of the NFT scam and daughter to two of the most influential people in Anhk-Morpork. Most people say that she was the one who finally drove her mother to grow a softer side. And, while that is somewhat true in a biological sense*, in the strictest and most practical sense--which was the only kind of sense which Mrs. Dearheart cared about--Lavinia was the only person who could have been perceived as being handled gently by her mother. This was, as you might expect, because Lavinia was every bit as shrewd, clever, and unabashedly straightforward as her mother. It was such that they got along perfectly whenever something came along which they would have had to come to a consensus on whether they got along or not. They always did. It was one of those sort of inevitable forces of nature: the turtle moved, the Hub was cold, and the Dearheart women were always right. And not right by a matter of imposition either, they agreed that their agreement stemmed from the fact that they always arrived at the correct conclusion rather than coming to a conclusion and making it correct. It was the only way they could agree.

Conversely, to the public, Lavinia was every bit her father's daughter. Every bit as well mannered and endearing while having a perfectly forgettable face**. She remembered names, faces, birthdays, the gods people worshipped and most certainly did not worship--this was not limited to any god or sect in particular, Lavinia often considered a man devout to the bank if he loved money, devout to the station if spent all if his free time with model steam cars, or otherwise faithful to specific organizations such as the Pink PussyCat Club or the University. Lavinia, having watched her father dutifully, had learned exactly what people wanted remembered about them and had taken it up on herself to remember those things.

This rather dangerous combination of mentality and personality made Lavinia one of the most dangerous individuals in the city of Anhk-Morpork at the age of 17. Her ranking only increased with each passing year.

Around the time she left her schooling at the age of 24 and took on work at the Grand Trunk studying under her mother directly, Lavinia saw something that would change the future. And she was glad that she saw it first. There would be competition after all, and anyone--family, friend, or foe--could have been that competition. If the future was to be realized and Lavinia to make a name for herself, truly for herself, and escape the vast shadow of her parents she had to strike out on her own.

What Lavinia Dearheart-Von Lipwig had seen, was an illuminated display populated by 32 relatively small cotton filament illuminators of goblin make set up as part of a prototype semaphore transmission array. It was going to change the world, and Lavinia new exactly what to do about that.

She was going to sell the world the opportunity to do anything, anywhere, forever. All it would take was someone with money to start it up, someone with the knowhow to develop the right system, those prototype arrays to go into wider use... and her; someone who could bend her mother's ear and cast her father's eyes in the opposite direction.

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*post partum Adora Belle had gained approximately 12 pounds of weight almost perfectly distributed about herself such that she looked exactly the same to anyone but those so devoted to observation as the patrician, who very wisely kept his observations to himself.

**minus her rather severe jawline, which she inherited from her mother. It was, according to most, her only recognizable feature. And being merely a jawline and not a mole or a hair or anything else of a memorable color Lavinia allowed her jaw to remain as it was. For now.

Imagine just how funny a Discworld's take on NFT would be. Imagine CMOT Dibbler selling badly-drawn pictures of the Librarian via the clacks.

#Discworld #gnu terry pratchett #moist von lipwig #adora belle dearheart #fanfic #Discworld fic #“Sending a Message”

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The world is actually primed for it. A "Non-Forgettable Transmission" is a piece of hypothetical property one can own in the clacks system. It works like a GNU code, but is highly customizable and can be run as a string of connected GNU codes. With the advanced color coded improvements added to the grand trunk network, images and basic "programs" can be sent of NFTs. It's garbage property though with very little if any use. Hypothetically these NFTs can be directed around to the various ends of the network and their transmission can be used to signal certain things and also be used as a sort of rudimentary social media to share themselves. They are exorbitantly expensive to send officially, and they clutter the network. Each official one has to be registered and a text of registration numbers is sent out weekly.

It's Moist's kid (who's in cahoots with a Dibbler) that comes up with the idea, inspired by their father's stories of old cons and glory days of proper crime and intrigue. And it is also, unfortunately, Moist's job to figure out how to stop this problem. The NFTs are making the clacks more expensive (and subsequently driving an artificial inflation bubble) and less usable. But the rich people in Anhk-Morpork really love this idea of owning part of the clacks network in a more tangible way and Moist can't deny it's an ingenious con.

Imagine just how funny a Discworld's take on NFT would be. Imagine CMOT Dibbler selling badly-drawn pictures of the Librarian via the clacks.

#Discworld #gnu terry pratchett #moist von lipwig

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AND THEN I REALIZED I REBLOGGED THE WIP ON THE WRONG WRITING PROMPT!

Original prompt in question (close as I can remember): you wake up one day and don't remember anything between the ages of 18 and 80 and your family just thinks you have dementia.

You open the door and see a woman you recognise immediately: she’s the lead character of a novel you wrote years ago. And abandoned halfway. “Why did you forsake me?”

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Following the ordeal it becomes an ankh-morpork tradition that the citizenry toss a specimen of Halichoeres bivittatus at the watch on the anniversary of the event.

Alternatively, this is the origin story of why specialized officers in the watch are called dicks (detectives). This begins the noir arc of post industrial revolution watch books.

if he was still alive I know in my heart that Terry Pratchett would have done a bit about Igors and Igorinas doing gender confirmation surgery by now. going into a lab full of bubbling vials and picking out a penis from a tank the way you pick a lobster. that one, please. you gotta be careful though because they'll really try to upsell you into getting two or three installed. people going to the clinic as pairs and just having parts swapped out for a discounted rate. maybe you actually just trade brains, that's even easier. Igorth have already been doing that thurgery for thenturieth.

#discworld

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reverse robins of my fav trio!

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I want a story about a king whose son is prophesied to kill him so the king is like “whatever what am I supposed to do, kill my own kid wtf is wrong with you” so he just raises him as normal, doesn’t even tell him about the prophecy, and instead of some convoluted twist of events that leads to the king’s murder the son grows up and when the king is very old and dying and in excruciating pain the kid is just like alright I'mma put him out of his misery.

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Every night the PAs lure Sam and Brian into their respective closets on set with a cask of Amontillado (which they enjoy the irony of) and every morning they unbrick the closet doors to find that they have inexplicably escaped. As soon as they are done putting the bricks away for the morning they appear behind the PAs and start listing off new creative ideas. If the PA does not write them down and feed them both a breakfast sandwich the PA is never found again. Brian must be called "boss" while he is served his sandwich or he will start to get a thousand yard stare and begin to sing the song that births the universe but in reverse. Sam's sandwich must be inside of a puzzle box. Occasionally their wives show up to check on them and make sure they're getting enrichment in their enclosure.

"i've been here the whole time" only works for sam reich because I do truly believe that he lives on set and the production crew locks him in every night

#dropout #game changer

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More random original setting lore because I want to have it written down somewhere (and it may never make it to organized fiction so I might as well get shared like this).

There are several methods of becoming a god in Sen-Boral.

You can attain great power (through enlightenment, through profound deeds, or through absorbing primordial essence). You can enter the world as a being older than it and be titled a primeval god. A primeval god can create an entity with the potential to become a god should they do certain things. Or you can claim dominion over a godly domain (which is a literal place in an outer dimension).

The type of god one can become is limited however, as there are different types of gods. No one type is inherently more powerful than another, but they are revered differently. There are the primeval gods, the oldest one that existed before Sen-Boral came to be created (there's technically a lot of these but only three are in Sen-Boral and one of them isn't exactly even in it so much as they are the universe). There are the primordial gods who, despite their title, aren't exclusively gods that attained power through primordial essence--these gods originate from the primordial period of the setting's creation (most of the established gods fall into this category). Then there are the heroic gods, who gained divinity from a period after the foundation of mortal civilization and post elven appearance (elves are extra-planar refugees in this setting). And then there are demi-gods, which aren't gods proper but can become gods--its sort of a liminal stage between mortal creature and divine entity.

There are not many demi-gods. But there are a lot that have the potential to become such. There's a corgi, for example, that absorbed a decent amount of discarded divine power from a primordial god and maintains a demi-god status.

But specifically I want to explore a specific set of demi-gods. These are called the daughters of Nilant.

Nilant is the heroic god of kings, demons, and leadership (along with a few other lesser things). Nilant was a human man, but he stood against hoards of feral demons at a place where they constantly appear. He eventually created a mortal kingdom there and then gradually led his well trained demon hunting knights to invade the demonic world. While in the demonic world, Nilant discovered many things about demons (such as how to kill them permanently, how to create them, that some had some level of intelligence, and what their essence does to mortals). Nilant established a barrier in the demonic world that could hold demons at bay, brought fear into the hearts of demons by adorning himself in powerful armor made of demonic essence, and rose to godhood. His deific domain in the closest to the mortal world and he could technically still enter the median plane where mortals reside (most other gods cannot, as a divine edict has created a one way barrier around the median plane which prevents gods and the souls of the dead from returning to the median plane in most circumstances) but chooses not to in order to prevent discord. But he still technically rules his kingdom in the mortal world as well as his kingdom in the demonic one.

In order to maintain his kingdoms and ensure political stability in both realms, Nilant created nine daughters. It is unclear how they were created (I genuinely haven't figured out a satisfying answer yet). These daughters are demi-gods. Their bodies are humanoid with demonic traits and are considered "fell-bloods" (though no one would actually call them that, because it is considered a derogatory term) or Nilesh (the "proper" term for fell-bloods) people.

The daughters of Nilant are considered royalty by all extant courts and kingdoms, and are sent about as political envoys. Their duties often involve marrying mortal royalty and siring noble children with ties back to Nilant so that the demon king can maintain a family line to govern his mortal kingdom. They do not particularly enjoy this task, as they do not age and outlive all of their companions and children. They are largely responsible for the creation of Nilesh peoples throughout the setting. They do, however, understand what their creator is doing (unlike pretty much everyone else) and follow the demon king's guidance.

The daughters of Nilant have the potential to obtain true divine status should their father die, which is the condition he set when he created them. This is a unique trait of Nilant, as he is a heroic god and would not otherwise be capable of creating demi-gods directly. Despite this none of the daughters would harm their father to claim that status.

The daughters of Nilant are also favored by another god, The Baroness--a halfling god of messengers and marriage. The Baroness is a neutral god with true diplomatic immunity (literally no one or thing can harm her, not even evil gods that would really like to harm her) and she extends a degree of that diplomatic immunity to the daughters of Nilant because they participate in what are by all accounts very kindly played out marriages and political events.

The daughters are exceptionally powerful, even among demi-gods. They are capable of advanced magic and excel in armed combat. They teach their descendants these skills as well to ensure that their children and grandchildren and so on can protect themselves.

Whiles these entities are technically sisters, they do not particularly care for each other. Their ties are more easily described as that of co-workers than family, though each daughter's actual descendants are true family that they take great care of. This was not Nilant's intention but he is letting it play out.

As far as stories go, very few stories I have arranged within this setting contain direct participation from the daughters. While some gods meddle in most of the stories, the daughters of Nilant play a more adjacent role. Their direct descendants show up fairly frequently as figures in positions of power. And when a daughter shows up in a narrative it is a signal that things are dire, otherwise direct intervention would not be required. They serve a role similar to auditors, intervening only when the course of history begins to veer or someone directly attempts to threaten their family.

#writing #world building #daughters of Nilant #writeblr

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Pepsodent. Fluoridated adult toothpaste that is widely available (in most of the world) for cheap and is not mint. Doesn't really even have a taste.

They no longer stock it on shelves in most stores the US due to lack of demand. But you can find it pretty dang cheap online. Odds are you can find it at a local dollar store in the US if you don't want to order online.

And when I say cheap I mean cheap. Pepsodent is usually like a dollar a tube for a large tube (used to be 0.89 at walmart back when they stocked it, but that was pre-greedflation boom). Last time I bought toothpaste I grabbed like ten tubes because I'm never sure when I'm gonna be able to find it again.

Toothpaste companies must really hate people who are allergic to mint toothpaste, which a lot of people are! Apparently it's NOT supposed to burn like minty hellfire? (I'm fine with mint candy, it's only mint toothpaste that hurts)

I've been using Tom's fennel for years, but am now trying to find one with fluoride in it, and finding a toothpaste that is no mint and yes fluoride should not be such a huge and infuriating quest. still got some more grocery stores to search, but not even the children's toothpaste in the nearest one had any that were suitable.

#america needs less mint products #toothpaste in particular

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As someone who had to write a lot of essays during college (I wrote about 10x more than any other roommate I had because I have a degree in English and took courses in philosophy and history to round out my writing style) I can tell you there are actual ways of making your brain (ADHD, or otherwise stressed, as it may be) do the work without fatigue or hating yourself. You can even do the work pretty quickly. And you get better grades and understanding and value by doing the essay without gpt.

Read below for my essay writing cheat sheet.

First, you outline. And I'm gonna say this now, this part might be the hardest part bug once you've done it the rest is basically free. And outlining isn't even hard if you do what I'm about to describe.

For synthesis, debate, and analysis papers you need to start with your page count.

How many pages do you need to fill? You're looking at a out 470 words per page with 12 pt font and single spaced lines. You want to average about 2.5 paragraphs a page of you are doig smaller paragraphs but more intense topics may require less paragraphs per page. The key here is figuring out how many paragraphs you are going to write. If you're catching on, you need to go top down in outlining and then actually write it bottom up.

Once you have your paragraph count, you can start allocating those paragraphs.

You have 1-3 introductory paragraphs which sort of explain your outline and are fairly easy to write. Then you transition into material paragraphs.

Each segment of your essay, the things your actually discussing, get 1-2 paragraphs. These discussion points are usually arguments for or against certain premises of your topic. Each talking point usually gets 1 or 2 paragraphs and depending on your target word count you may need more talking points. (More on talking points after the outline rundown).

Once you have the bulk of your materials paragraphs allocated, you can work out how much space you have for your own conclusions. This is usually only a very short segment, often only 2 paragraphs max since most essays in college won't actually be looking for student opinions and conclusions since you as a student aren't a subject matter expert just yet.

And then you have 1-2 paragraphs to conclude the essay. These paragraphs are basically written for you by the time you get to them.

Okay. Now that you have your paragraphs sorted you can figure out what is going in them.

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Your introduction should explain the basics of the topic you are writing about, share what talking points you'd like to review in the essay, and what sides of each talking point you will be exploring (most will probably have more than 2). And with each talking point you need to create a key phrase that you place in the introduction. The key phrase is less than a sentence and more than a word and it's like you're sleeper agent activation phrase for that topic. You include them in the introduction in order of the related topics in the essay.

As a sub-note of the introductory paragraphs, you are going to need something called a thesis for most things. This is just a distilled version of what you want to find out, more or less, in the essay.

Your material paragraphs have more or less the same structure for each topic. You start off by signaling the topic with your key phrase, you cover the various sides of the talking points, include quotations and external sources as needed, and then transition into the next topic by relating the two however you can.

Your conclusions, if you include this section, should reflect on which sides of the talking points you find most persuasive or intriguing. You can look for alternative sides and perspectives to better suit your opinions here too (but not ones supported by new external material, this is writer perspective only). Alternatively, you can cordon off sections at the end of each topic to do small bits of this there and stretch out each topic.

The conclusion of the essay itself is, as stated previously, almost self-generating. You restate your original premise as stated in your introduction but with added context from each talking point and connect the dots between each talking point to direct the reader to what you want them to understand most from your essay.

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As for talking points specifically, these are incredibly varied by essay type. Most people learn how to assess topics in essays with split opinion social issues (like "is artificially enlarged produce good or bad?) but it can also be more specific and detached from fact or opinion (as with literary analysis you tend to look less at a matter of fact and opinion and more at mechanics; like "how does the near total lack of punctuation in The Road interact with masculinity in the narrative?").

I'm getting distracted. You have your essay subject and you need to find discussion topics related to that subject to flesh out your essay. If your subject is something like "what sociological factors can be attributed to the incitement if witch trials in the new English colonies" you can divide talking points into different factors that may have contributed (so you could have a talking points section on poverty, one on gender, one on marital status, one on age, etc.).

For each talking point you want to explore different interactions with the topic; sticking with our example, poverty can be seen as either a socially negative and isolating factor or as a factor which ties someone into the lives of others by relying on and working more closely with neighbors to survive with either side of the topic potentially leading to social stigmatization into witch-hood.

And with each talking point, as mentioned previously, you need a key phrase like "social dependence caused by poverty". If poverty was a talking points in the middle and the topic before was gender you might transition from gender to poverty by using a sentence like "While gender definitely played a key role, it was also deeply interconnected with the social dependence caused by poverty." which would end the paragraph and then start the next one on poverty with something like "Poverty creates a mixed bag of social dependence and isolation."

Key phrases essentially function as caps on tubes containing your talking points. They give you easy sentences to start off with and lead to where you want to go. They help you from etting distracted too.

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On the matter of speed.

With an outline, you can essentially just talk to yourself to get the substance of the paragraphs.

To do this speedily and with minimal effort, it helps to actually talk out loud.

When I was in college I created a voice for each textbook I had to read (I liked campy German accents for philosophy texts). And when you write an essay you do basically the same thing. You have your voice, but then you have different voices for different stances on topics. Creating a voice is fun, and it can help alleviate fatigue from writing by letting your mind wander a bit. You can also recycle voices in the same essay and in future essays. Talking it out speeds things up a lot (more if you can type what you say as you say it, otherwise recording yourself talk it out is helpful).

it's so fucking frustrating to be in college and know everyone uses chatgpt and to be tempted by it constantly while also knowing intellectually that it doesn't work and it's a bad idea. like, i hang out in the library a lot, and i see people using chatgpt on assignments almost every day. and i know it isn't a good way to learn, because it's not really "artificial intelligence" so much as it is an auto text generator. and it gives you wrong information or badly worded sentences all the time. but every week i stare down assignments i don't want to do and i think man. if only i could type this prompt into a text generator and have it done in 10 minutes flat. and i know it wouldn't work. it wouldn't synthesize information from the text the way professors want, it wouldn't know how to answer questions, it just spits out vaguely related words for a couple paragraphs. but knowing my classmates get their work done in 10 minutes flat with it while i fight every ounce of attention deficit hyperactivity disorder in my body is infuriating.

#long addition #essay #essay writing

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I had to find this post. I read this in 2017 and it had a profound effect on me. I couldn’t stop saying it. It was echolalia. And now to this day, for seven years, I can still quote it perfectly Word for Word and often do when I do something stupid. This is the perfect post in my opinion 

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Imagine being put on a watchlist for accidentally trying to bring an electrode with you as your carry on pokeball (since all trainers must have at least one pokemon in their party at all times) and then ha in to go to the pc and swap it out for your gloom because surely he's safe to have as the carry on, but no he's toxic and gloom leaves are a controlled substance in the region you're flying to, if it gets out of its pokeball for any reason that's a crime. So you trudge back to PC and wait in line again and you think long and hard about which pokemon in your PC is safe to bring on the flight and you spend 30 minutes going over every pokemon in the PC. And the only safe one is ditto. Because ditto is only a threat if another pokemon in the poke ball holding rack in the lockbox in the flight crew compartment is also a threat. They let you through. You take your flight. The well trained mr mime on board is keeping a close eye for problem passengers and is fairly entertaining; you imagine if a light screen would hold the cabin at pressure if a window were to break.

The plane lands and you line up to deplane along with all the other passengers, but there's some confusion. All the pokeballs in the lockbox are ditto, and the flight crew is having a hard time sorting out everyone's trainer ID (because most trainers don't memorize that, no one really asks for it unless you're setting up a PC account). You rush through the process and point towards the one you know is yours (you used a net ball, because it was all you had left when you caught your ditto and you never bothered to change balls for it). But when you let the ditto out as soon as you cleaf security, you can already tell it isn't your ditto. It's eyes are too big and the shade of pink is too dark, not to mention its way bigger than your ditto.

If people talked more about the struggles of traveling long distance with pokemon, you might have known better and had your carry on be a chansey or something (except yours is registered as knowing metronome, which you are sure is an automatic safety violation). You're going to have to pick up a pokemon specifically for travel, you know it. Maybe a metapod that only knows harden or a Poliwag. Poliwag is docile, right? No extremely dangerous moves... And then it hits you, somewhere in this new city you have traveled to is another trainer with your ditto and you have theirs (or someone's) and you'd like that ditto back. It has excellent attributes and is your go to daycare pokemon when you're looking to breed a speed opener. It'll take you ages to find a other ditto that good.

Amd so the adventure begins. All because of the fucking pokemon transit safety authority.

You should have just flown on your fearow.

So I’m about to make a completely insane post. Excuse me.

So I got this comment on Peaks and Valleys the other day, on the chapter where Blue is in the airport and has to put all his Pokemon in holding.

Grabs this anon’s shoulders. I thought about this. I thought about this a lot. I went back and forth on it during this chapter so much.

And I actually concluded that the airline security does not necessarily imply this. While a lot of our real-world flight security was considerably tightened and comes as a direct result of 9/11, I don’t think that’s the case here.

I think this is actually much more mundane safety concerns. Even an incredibly well-trained and well-behaved Pikachu, if surprised by a bout of turbulence, might let off some static. That’s going to interfere with the equipment and make things unsafe.

What about the incredibly variable size and shape of pokemon - what happens if some kid releases Mom’s Nidoqueen or Wailord in the middle of a flight? That’s a big and heavy pokemon to suddenly have in an enclosed space where weight of cargo has to be well accounted for.

Even if you bring a small Pokémon, evolution could happen really suddenly - especially due to environmental effects. Imagine someone’s got their cute little Tyrunt next to them on the flight, it sneaks a rare candy or something, and next thing you know there’s a massive 600lbs Tyrantrum to deal with.

What about the effects on the pokemon themselves - moving quickly at high altitudes between different places and weather patterns is probably going to make a Castform kind of sick and out of sorts.

Pokeball locking, enforcing Everstone use, or having specific regulations about what Pokémon can go on flights and what can’t. Those could be feasible solutions but would also require a lot of overhead. There’s hundreds of different Pokemon, the average flight holds about 200 people, every single person could carry up to 6 pokemon with them. That’s a LOT of SOPs and guidelines to write, a lot of things to check, potentially a lot of things for passengers to get done (I didn’t consider this at the time because it was pre-Scarvio, but Everstones can only be bought in ScarVio at 3000 yen a pop - otherwise they have to be found in the wild. That’s an expensive and annoying thing to source for either passengers or the airline).

The most effective solution - short of forcing everyone to put their pokemon in boxes to get on the other end (and box software varies by region potentially causing complication, a lot of people would really resist this, etc), is just to securely hold all Pokémon in the same way apart from the human passengera until the end of the flight.

In conclusion: never think I didn’t excessively think about the implications of Pokemon air travel in my gay fanfic. I am insane and I did.

#pokemon #pokemon tsa #fanfic

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