people's guard

When magic starts to return to the modern world, barely anyone notices. It doesn’t look anything like what we imagine. People don’t suddenly start developing magic powers, casting spells, or turning into elves and dwarves. In fact, people don’t really change at all, not at first.  It turns out that the magic isn’t even here for us. It’s here for what we’ve built. 

The change is slow, and subtle, and strange, as the magic works its way into our institutions. You mail letters to dead relatives, and the post office starts delivering their replies. Late-night bus routes stop at places never seen on any atlas. Libraries suddenly include subterranean archives where you can look anything you’ve ever forgotten, from the names of your favorite childhood books to the precise flavor of your first-ever chocolate chip cookie. 

The people working at these places take the changes in stride. The letters from the dead just show up every morning, sorted and stamped and ready for delivery, so why not carry them? Bus drivers follow the maps they’re given without trouble, and learn to accept even small gold coins as more than adequate fare. Electricians get used to seeing warding symbols in circuit diagrams, while clerks at the DMV find a stack of forms for registering ghostly steeds as personal vehicles, and sigh in relief at finally having that particular bureaucratic headache solved. The firefighters are shocked the first time they see a giant of living water burst out from a hydrant, but after it rescues several of them from a burning building, they decide not to ask questions. They tell their stories to others, though, and soon word of the changes is spreading. 

There’s no single moment of realization where everyone discovers that magic is real; the knowledge just creeps into day to day life a bit at a time, and society adapts. Cyber-safety programs teach people to never accept a file from the electric fairies without sharing one in return, and to never accept their Terms and Conditions without searching for the subsection on Souls, Forfeiture Thereof. Students leave offerings of coffee and boxed wine to petition the School Spirit for lower tuition or exam deferrals. Nurses learn the hours when Death stalks the hospital hallways, and keep bedside vigils in the children’s ward. They bring board games and cards for when the reaper is feeling playful, and well-worn baseball bats for when he isn’t. 

There are problems, of course, like the vicious monsters of blood and fire spawned from age-old hate groups, or infestations of the writing many-mouthed worms that literally feed on governmental corruption, but really, they were already there before the change. Magic only elaborates on what we’ve made, good or ill, manifesting the latent modern mythology underpinning our society. It doesn’t offer solutions to all of life’s problem, but for a few hurting people, guarded by the concrete arms of a neighborhood come to life to protect its community, or flying away on wings of copper wire and fiber-optic cable, it’s exactly the change they needed. 

Your Roleplay is Just Fine

I’ve met a lot of people in my time RPing, and I’ve met a lot of people who are very insecure over their roleplay and get a lot of hate for it. So!

  • Noble roleplayers, whether your house is an entirely original idea or inspired by something else
  • Roleplayers who use titles like “Highlord” or “Archmage” ICly
  • Roleplayers whose characters are “tropes” like the suave rogue woman or the honorable handsome knight
  • Those who roleplay controversial things, like Scarlets and criminals
  • Those who enjoy dark roleplay, in whatever flavor that comes in for you
  • Those who used to be really good at roleplaying, then something happened and you feel like you can’t hold a candle to how you used to be
  • Those who prefer to roleplay background characters like a blacksmith or a cook rather than an adventurer
  • Those who are new and still learning the ropes
  • Those who roleplay LGBTQ+ characters
  • Those who roleplay non-white characters and constantly have to defend as to if it’s “lore friendly,”
  • Those who roleplay having a personal relationship with a major lore character, or having an artifact ICly
  • Those who follow lore to a t
  • Those who stretch lore 
  • Those who disregard lore all together and write their own original stories within the game
  • Roleplayers who try to be as practical as possible when it comes to combat, weapons and armor
  • Roleplayers who prefer to take the more fantastical route, entering battle bare-legged and with a weapon as big as they are
  • One-liner RPers
  • Para RPers

All of you. Your roleplay is just fine. Roleplay what makes you happy, you’ll find people who are into the same stuff that you are.

Roleplayers who are not fine and need some juice and a time out:

  • Those who make anyone feel like they’re lesser or deserving of hate because of how they roleplay

You’re on a massive spaceship with what’s left of humanity. It’s the only ship, what’s on the ship is all you have. There are no humans left except for the few thousand people on board.

There are a few Star Trek-style replicators throughout the ship. These produce food, clothing, medicine – all material needs. In order to produce enough for everyone to live comfortably, they require a few hundred people to use stationary bikes for a few hours each week to generate the required energy.

Paradise, right? Enough people are more than happy to spend some time helping the community meet its needs, and many just enjoy the exercise, so there shouldn’t be any problem getting those replicators running!

The trouble is, immediately after boarding the ship, a few people camped out by the replicators and claimed them as their own. Using the resources from the replicators, they have bribed some people to guard them and “their” replicator and beat up anyone who tries to use them.

Now that these people have total access to the replicators, they have total power over who gets food, water, medicine, etc. They demand that everyone on the ship use the bikes every day, all day, or they will not be allowed to eat or drink. (The exception is their enforcers, who are rewarded with more resources for keeping the population in line in a variety of ways.)

Overworking everyone else produces enough energy for the replicator-hoggers to live like kings. They order up luxuries for themselves from the replicators, and eat and drink when and whatever they want. They order up food and throw it away when they decide they don’t want it. Huge piles of objects go unused in their quarters.

They make rules for how everyone else on the ship has to live, under threat of violence from their enforcers. People who can’t or won’t spend all day using the bikes are deliberately allowed to die from hunger and thirst, and the resource-hoarders say it’s because life must be earned.

The resource-hoarders allow the ship to fall into disrepair, and even throw wild parties and break things. Engineers beg to be allowed to effect repairs, but the resource-hoarders refuse, even when warned that in a few years the ship will break down completely and no one will survive. They call the engineers liars and conspirators.

And people just… sort of get used to it. They rationalize it, they say that the resource hoarders work hardest of all because they decide who gets what and when. Even though there are thousands more being forced to work than there are resource hoarders or their enforcers, people are afraid, or don’t want to think about it, or they justify it, or they dream of the day when they can work their way up the ranks of the enforcers and hog resources too. 

And, I mean, it’s not human nature to hoard resources. Most people share their rations and help each other survive as best they can. It’s literally like eight jerks just camping out by the replicators surrounded by guards they bribe with the fruits of everyone else’s work.

But we let them do it. And the idea that we shouldn’t is considered wacky and fringe.

on Big Deal Moments in Discworld

Guards! Guards! has one of the first Big Deal Discworld moments for me, and I’m not very good at articulating what that means.

The moment I’m thinking of is the dragon’s speech to Wonse – “we were supposed to be cruel, cunning, heartless and terrible. But…we never burned and tortured and ripped one another apart and called it morality.” That’s a passage that always makes me stop and reread it a couple of times. And it’s a small moment – it’s the only time we hear the dragon speak at all, and it’s a speech that has no bearing on the rest of the story. It could have been taken out of the book entirely and nothing would feel like it was missing. But the fact that it’s there is a Big Deal moment. The great big monstrous antagonist’s judgment of humanity is unavoidable in its accuracy.

And the Discworld series is full of moments like that. Sometimes it’s just one line, sometimes it’s a full scene, and most of the book is so full of shenanigans coming so quickly one after another that you don’t always see the Big Deal moments coming. We think of Pratchett as a humor/satire writer and yes, the books are hilarious, but in between the jokes are these Big Deal moments that casually rearrange our perspective and stick with us even after we think we’ve forgotten.

Then there are the other Big Deal Moments, that are Emotional Meteorite Strike Moments (e.g. the phrase “that is not my cow” can now instantly put me in the fetal position) but I’m having a hard enough time describing this one as it is so I’ll probably go on a tirade about those ‘round about that One Part in Feet of Clay. (You know the one.)

Trauma victims cannot recover until they become familiar with and befriend the sensations in their bodies. Being frightened means that you live in a body that is always on guard. Angry people live in angry bodies. The bodies of child-abuse victims are tense and defensive until they find a way to relax and feel safe. In order to change, people need to become aware of their sensations and the way that their bodies interact with the world around them. Physical self-awareness is the first step in releasing the tyranny of the past.
—  Bessel A. van der Kolk, The Body Keeps the Score: Brain, Mind, and Body in the Healing of Trauma
I believe you find life such a problem because you believe there are the good people and the bad people. You are wrong, of course. There are, always and only, the bad people, but some of them are on opposite sides.
—  Terry Pratchett - Guards Guards

anonymous asked:

I actually like the idea that they wanted Yuuri to seem "average looking". Beautiful people are always expected to look beautiful, if you're average they don't expect much. He's so simple off ice so when he's on ice he catches people off guard making them go "HOLYSHIT WHO WAS THAT. LORD TAKE ME NOW" He's like carrying a secret weapon under those glasses, he slicks his hair back and he's suddenly OOZING sex appeal lmao Victor is so in love he gets to see diff sides of him everyone else is jealous

i bet u victor loves it but sometimes can’t handle it lmao

Seriously people...

So, when I walk my dog she is in a full, bright red harness. And when I walk past other dogs I ask her to heel and walk close to me. I’ll put myself between her and the other dog. If I saw someone else doing this with their dog (and the dog in that sort of set up), I would assume they didn’t want the dog to get close to other animals and I’d stay away. If my dog were off leash I’d call them back over, just to be careful.

Why is it that people seem incapable of putting their dogs on leashes?! Or at least training the dog to have good recall so it comes back immediately when you call. 

Yesterday when I was walking Cola, these two dogs started growling and barking and ran over to her. Swarming around her legs and face. They were off leash. The owner tried to call them back and they didn’t respond. Cola started to get super fizzy and I could see where the situation was heading so I was forced to drag her away from the random dogs. I saw the lady again on my way back, the same thing happened and she told me “Oh don’t worry! They won’t bite.” I said to her “That’s fine but my dog might bite, she doesn’t like strange dogs.” She just laughed and said “It might teach them a lesson.”

LOOK LADY. I don’t want to help you teach your stupid little dogs a lesson, how about you train them?. Cola weighs over 25kg, she is a chow chow cross (originally a wild street dog from HK so her base instinct is a lot more “aggressive” than other dogs) and she has very big teeth and a strong bite. I can’t control her if she chooses to attack. She would cause some serious damage to those dogs if she got a hold of them. I don’t want that. It’s traumatic and stressful. And if she actually bit them the owner wouldn’t be laughing and my dog could end up in some serious shit.

Here’s to the performers who have to reuse the same silks every season due to budget cuts. Here’s to the performers who wear either show blacks or cheap homemade costumes every season. Here’s to the performers who have to kill themselves dragging around an old floor that is devastatingly heavy because it’s been painted over so many times due to budget cuts. Here’s to the performers who either don’t have staff or only have staff for half a season before they give up.

Know your guard privilege.

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Earth Australia

I was thinking about Space Australia stuff and I started to think of the history of earth Australia and how it hosted a number of British penal colonies so I though why not take it further like there were no colonies or guards or people already there so I present this story of Earth as Space Australia. 


Official Scout report Xj82:
Observing Sol 1-3.

         We have been observing horrible events. Sol 1-3 is where we have dumped our worst criminals and most dangerous species from across the galaxy. Since our last observation much has changed. There have been many wars. The prisoners have created new tools and inventions. 

         While some of the species left here did not survive, they have become apart of lore. One note worthy example is the great killer species known as Quaxnar, long has it been gone, but the place called Scotland claims it as a national animal and uses it as a heraldic symbol. Not just that but they have made it into shows for newborns and younglings. What we feared is described by these humans, a violent species that we imprisoned more out of annoyance, as a fluffy, sweet species. 

        In my time of watch, only a few short centuries, I have seen the human empires grow, fall, and grow again with new leaders. Though ill prepared and often ending in failure they have reach the highest peak, lowest depth, and the hottest surface temperature to the coldest. They play with molten metal and stone and with ice so cold it could kill them. They have literally walked on molten stone from the earth and poked it with a stick for fun or as they say, “shits and giggles.” The cause of this report is that now in the past 100 Sol rotations, they have figured out how a method of blowing themselves relatively safely into space.  They have sent robot scouts into the edges of the sol system and are studying other planets and galaxies all while not having discovered all there is on that planet yet.

       They are escaping their prison. 

       They were left to die. 

       We left them no food, tools, or knowledge of where they came from, yet they seem to know they do not belong there.   Please respond to this report. If you keep ignoring my pleas for much longer I fear they will be on homeworlds doorstep before we know it….