I watched the humans go into the rec room and lock the door behind them, just like they’ve done once a week for the last month. Captain said to let them have their space, but I couldn’t help but wonder what they did every week.
Tonight I would find out.
I waited until they’d been in there for 30 minutes or so before quietly approaching the door. I sat on the ground and tried to listen. It was very hard to hear anything.
And then something came through very clearly.
“I will stab you!”
“This doesn’t concern you.”
“Like hell it doesn’t concern me. That’s cheating!”
“If both parties agree to the trade, it’s not against the rules.”
“That’s not a real trade and you both know it!”
I discovered I was holding my breath when the humans quieted down and I let it out quite suddenly. Whatever was happening, they seemed distraught.
It was five minutes later when I could hear them again.
“You liar!”
“I didn’t lie.”
“You said you didn’t have any cards!”
“No, I said you weren’t getting any cards.”
“I rolled a seven, that means I get a card.”
“Then why didn’t you take one?”
The next sound was one of a human tackling another. I also heard something falling or breaking. I wasn’t sure. I knew I needed help.
I ran to get the Captain. He’s the only one the humans would listen to when they’re upset. It took some convincing to get him to follow me, but he finally unlocked the door.
It swung open to reveal five humans at a table, cards in hand, and a hexagonal board game on the table. I was confused.
“Derek, how is game night going?” Captain asked.
“Be better if Rosa would stop cheating with Joey,” Derek grumbled.
“I’m not the one who tossed the board to the ground like a toddler,” Rosa replied smugly.
“But, but I heard-“
“Let the humans have their fun. Game night is one of the few harmless activities they have,” the captain interrupted.
He shut the door, and sent me away. I went to bed dumbfounded at how violent the humans words were, and yet how calm they appeared at the table. Game night must be quite the ordeal.
I was in line at Aldi and this girl with two toddlers in front of me had her card declined and she looked so fucking sad and said “let me call my husband real quick” and it was only 18 dollars, so I just paid for it, and she was very sweet and then as she walked off, the lady behind me said `”You know that was probably a scam, right?” and like, even if it was, like what a sad fucking scam, right? 18 dollars at the Aldi. If you’re “scamming” me for some Tyson chicken and apple juice and cauliflower, then just take my fucking money.
“A scam” people are fucking wild.
crack AU idea:
The war is over. Sheevy is dead. Everything is perfect.
...except for the little bitty problem of how the clones don't have citizenship and aren't even recognized as sentient beings.
Jedi are scrambling to find a way to get the clones legal rights and finally realize that the easiest way is to just accept them into the Jedi order, which would grant automatic citizenship.
But you gotta be force-sensitive. Since they're all clones of Jango Fett, who was as force-sensitive as a rock, they don't qualify. (I love the idea of FS-clones but just not in this AU lol.)
Jocasta does some digging in the archives and discovers something interesting: an old old old law, SUPER old, that states that the spouse of any Jedi, and that spouse's immediate relatives, are automatically granted a place in the Jedi order, regardless of midichlorian levels. (Back when getting married was something Jedi did, they knew that that meant if the spouse & spouse's family was non-Jedi, they could be in danger/used as leverage against the Jedi, and this was a way to protect them.)
And clones definitely count as immediate relatives.
Chaos ensues.
I'm picturing a council meeting where half the Jedi just left to go find some Space Asprin because the whole fiasco is a headache and the rest of the people there are:
Depa, chatting with Shaak: I considered myself and Grey, but we've always been more like platonic partners. I know he sees Caleb as a son, but my feelings for him are familial and I know it's the same for him.
Shaak: I agree, some of the clones overheard me saying I would do it if it meant they'd be safe and their response was unanimously no no no you're like our mom
Plo, to no one in particular: Does it have to be a marriage? Could it be an adoption? asking for a friend.
Anakin, newly appointed to the council: wait so NOW we can get married??????
Obi-Wan: no Anakin, this is an extenuating circumstance, not a new rule
Anakin: we could make it a new rule
Plo, turning to Shaak: what if we got married, and then adopted all the clones?
Aayla, kicking the door open: I VOLUNTEER
...I have many more thoughts about this AU and will elaborate later.
Hello gamers, local disabled cane user is gonna teach you how to design a cane.
Tl:dr: design a cane based on comfortability and the disability of the character
First things first, you need to know why you’re character needs a cane. Do they have chronic pain? Unhealed injury? Muscle or joint issues? Do they have poor blood circulation which makes them dizzy? Do they need the cane all the time or does their disability fluctuate? Do they use a wheelchair or a walker sometimes?
There’s a lot you should know about a characters ability/disability in order to find what type of mobility aid they should be using.
There are a bunch of different kinds of canes/crutches. The 4 on the left are crutches. The difference between canes and crutches are, crutches are meant to keep weight off your legs as much as possible, and generally you use a crutch on each arm. Canes are used for stability and you usually only use one. Folding canes are great for people who only use their cane sometimes
Great! You’ve picked either a cane or crutches for your character. I’m done right? WRONG. Cane handles.
This is probably the most important part of canes because if you have the wrong handle your wrist will die.
I gently kiss all the canes on the left, they are all very good for grip and wrist, although the middle left is designed for left or right hand so you cannot switch hands with it.
The ones on the right are also pretty good, they wouldn’t be my first choice but they are still great. The top one is also very good as it has a wristband so you can’t drop it as easily. (Trust me when I say I DROP MY CANE SO MUCH)
Sigh. The middle cane handles… the bottom one I have never actually seen but it looks like it would kill my wrist. The top one is uncomfortable for long period uses, but it is good for if you’re a shepherd. And the pimp cane… the knob cane… it’s awful. Just no. It’s hard to grip, it is unstable it’s bad it’s awful I throw it into a fire. Please don’t give your character, they don’t deserve that pain
Now you know the basic ergonomic things, there are different shafts for canes and crutches
You can really get creative with this type of thing, just as long as it looks stable enough.
Here are some good examples of pretty canes that are ergonomic and good to use! (featuring victor arcane who i adore)
Add some cute details to the cane if you want! You can add stickers, colours, grip support. And while I love the concept of cane swords those are very unstable, if you want a cane weapon you can make it lead weighted, put knives in it. A poison vile in the shaft. Be creative.
Just some of these components are important to consider with a disabled character. There’s a lot more to consider with wheelchairs and walkers which I don’t have the experience with.
If you do have any questions my asks are always open to questions about this stuff! I’d love to help if you’re making a disabled character.
I had to do Anakin on Mustafar for the palette Volcano. It just had to be done.
Literally me and my dnd party
wake up besties, new meme format just dropped
We need like “unclench your jaw” posts but for eye strain. Like
Go look at something 20ft away for 20 seconds.
Tundi sees Jesse: omg you’re here you’re here I’ve missed… I mean… hi. (they hug and cry and all is good)
Pup, sees Thunder: you’re here you came you… stop fussing I’m fine. (Lots of hugs and deep convos and Bumble trying to trip Thunder)
Fox sees his batch: you… came? You’re here? You… you care? (confusion and a little bit of venting then immediate forgiveness and hugs)
Stone, seeing his batchmates: you know what you did… (Boulder does not know but he plans on working it out so he can get his brother back)
Hound, dancing: my batch died 3 whole years ago, doo dah doo dah, but they loved me when they died, do-da-do-da-day
Echoくんは、新しいの“あれ”が欲しい🤚🏽♥️