Pulled Pork And His Guardian Made It To The Tower From The Dreaming City, What A Resourceful Duo

Random thought because I’ve been thinking about for a while

But with strand we literally take hold of the cosmic threads that exist and use them to swing, we aren’t making anything just using what’s already there right?

So if we can use our hands to grab it like rope, can we use our feet to walk on it like a tightrope?

I’m just imagining a hunter running across the middle of the sky looking like they glitched out reality

29,12,2024

allan's tone

After hearing this dialogue I had this idea of Crow asking YW how they cope with this being the way things are. How does it not get to them? Normally YW would shrug it off with an 'It is what it is' attitude but they know Crow has been struggling since the Osiris reveal. So instead, for once, they are as open and honest with Crow as he always seems to be with them. YW tells them something nobody else knows...

“You know, I have an apartment in the city but I don’t really spend my nights there that often. Especially after the Red War. Sometimes I fly around and find a place I like the look of in the middle of nowhere, I do scans to see if it is safe, and I just stay there. I’ve chosen a lot of different places but my favourites are the clearings in deep valleys, next to open water with forest covered mountains on either side. And I have this sweater… I bought it from Eva a long time ago. I don’t know what I was thinking at the time. It isn’t the prettiest and it is big, so big I think it’d be a loose fit on Shaxx even. It is warm though, and so much more comfortable than any armour I have. Wearing it feels like a different type of security. I’ll wear that, sometimes even sleep in it, and in the mornings I’ll walk bare foot in the grass or sit on top of my ship with some tea in my hands and I’ll just…”

They take a deep breath before continuing. They’ve already said more than they’ve ever told anybody but the next part… It feels like too much. Like exposing a weak spot.

“Sometimes… Sometimes I pretend my ship isn’t a ship at all but a small house made of wood and stone. I think I saw something like that once. Not the ruins of one but a picture. I like to imagine I am sitting out on steps with nothing to think of other than what to eat later and how to waste away the day. I’d spend hours just listening to the sounds that surround me but not because I need to. I wouldn’t be straining my ears for signs of a potential threat just… listening to the world. There’d be no purpose, no mission. I think that version of me would have a dog… or maybe a wolf. I know how ridiculous that sounds, the Young Wolf with a wolf, but I’ve always loved the wolves at the Iron Temple…”

They trail off. For the first time since they started speaking they turn to look at Crow and find him already looking at them. His expression is soft and he is smiling. It makes them feel seen and vulnerable in way they aren’t used to. In a way they aren't sure they like.

"Yea, anyway. Sorry for rambling on. I suppose what I am trying to say is that I struggle too so..." They shrug and make a show of stretching as though they've been sitting too long, "I really need to get back. Things to kill; reports to write about killing."

Crow speaks before they can make their escape.

“I think I’d like to see one of your places one day, if you don't mind the intrusion. I know I definitely want to see this sweater.”

There’s laughter in his eyes as he says that last part. While doing their best to hide their own growing laughter behind a glare, they shove him off balance and into the dirt.

"You wouldn't be able to handle the sweater."

So if I'm following this right:

Onion Cookie (no longer crying)'s the villain, with Dark Choco serving her?

who is now fighting Gingerbrave with a VR piloted robot

and Gingerbrave has a stand, and it's a dragon

what?

I beg my kidnappers for a phone, swearing not to make any calls or texts, and they stare over my shoulder, holding a gun to my head as I use my newly-freed hand to post, "So do like, dudes just buy ropes and baklavas from the same store or what lmfao like a specialty Crime Store"

One of the kidnappers says "balaclavas" but it's muffled under the fabric. I ask them to repeat and they do, their voice raspy from disuse. "You wrote baklava, that's a pastry." The other kidnapper goes "stfu" and then after a pause goes "Why would you buy from a crime store"

genuinely, i think watching live theatre can improve your media literacy so much

like people who look at doctor who and are like 'lol the effects are so rubbish'

maybe watch a stage play where there's no backdrops and half the characters are played by the same three guys in different hats and maybe you will calm down

I really want the Hex to meet the Operator, because yeah they've heard stories from the Drifter but also how do you prepare yourself for something like that

Your friend shows up to the function with a child. Like, twelve, thirteen years old tops, and the resemblance is so uncanny you have to remember that these are not mother and daughter, but the same person from two different realities (which you've only just recently been notified is A Thing).

And that would all be enough to swallow even if this was just a regular kid, but from the second she opens her mouth it's readily apparent that she isn't. She talks like a hardened veteran, like a kung-fu master from the movies, she holds herself upright and proper in a way that's so incredibly un-childlike, and what's even weirder is you can kinda see echoes of your friend in her, like a funhouse reflection. She thanks you for being her other self's friend, as though she's the grown-up in this relationship, and you're not entirely sure she's wrong about that.

And maybe the Drifter's more than your friend, maybe you two have grown close, and now you have this other person who, thanks to the magic of quantum entanglement, knows every intimate detail of that relationship, who is *way* too young for you to be dating, and how do you deal with that? How do you deal with the knowledge that a child untold thousands of years in the future is privvy to everything that happens there? Do you even bring it up at all?

That’s it that’s the show