#Rocket Org

[flowerbarrel-art]

[bbbigforehead]

the more i do research on space colonization the more it becomes a contemporary white supremacist continuation of manifest destiny (but in space!)

[seasbound]

before i write any ic content, i want to make perfectly clear that i will portray team rocket to be a true villainous organization. i will not soften the blow or smooth over their acts they commit horrible crimes against others and pokemon, at least that's my interpretation of them, based on game content and my personal view. everything related to their 'work' and, consequently, marine and her father's involvement with them will be portrayed to reflect how evil team rocket truly is. i also want to point out that, while a morally dubious character, marine does not condone team rocket's actions against pokemon.

[shindahime]

miiiiiiiight have a pokemon AU in the works for Mel

[habitant]

kay rocket pls lock in, i don't wanna look for a summer sport yet

[professor-amaryllis]

I've found there is only so long things like this will wait before they make themselves a problem that you will find harder to ignore.

I probably have a thousand different things about my gender and sexuality that I need to acknowledge and explore. But I'm not doing all that right now.

[notaplaceofhonour]

ppl acting like the strike on the IR is “unprovoked” as if they and their multiple proxy terror orgs haven’t already been shooting thousands of rockets and drones at israel over the last 2 years 🙄

[bloodchapell]

i saw you wanted requests,,? i think you still do at least ajdgshgdgsvdv

if dcst/dr stone is allowed, senku with a reader who's equally as much of a nerd as he is, just with a diff topic lol :o history if i can ask for that ahfesfdff

:D

a long list of books, a friar and a maiden— senku i.

what to expect: small age gap, weird pacing :/

your sword's note: HELL YEAHH senku x nerd reader is my favorite trope, i made it revolve around the medieval age because helloooo that's the whole theme of my account and i also love it sm, more on my mistresslist

One day Senku wondered how electricity worked. Byakuya mentioned Thomas Edison, simply dropped the name, and Senku promptly asked his dad to take him to the library. He found the biography pretty fast, so he sat down and read it. He saw a couple of other kids reading children's books. After an hour or so, he stood up to put away the book but crashed against what seemed to look like a walking pile of books.

"The start of agriculture?" He picked up a random book, then another one. "The bronze age?"

You were still defeated on the ground, with the books surrounding you. "I am learning history."

"I hope you also learn to not carry a pile of books so big that you can't see." He mentioned giving you the books as you stood up and started picking your pile up again. You looked a little older than him, no wonder you were reading relatively advanced books.

You ended up sitting in the same table as him.

"Why don't you read about science?"

"I will read about it when it comes up in my list." You said. "Both my parents are historians and I will also be one, so I am preparing from now."

You showed him a list with names of books, it was a lengthy list and you were just at the very beginning, but you seemed determined to do it. He was impressed. For the rest of the day you two sat together reading in silence.

Over time, as you kept meeting in the library, reading became like a silent competition, whoever advanced to the next book the fastest would smile proudly while the other one hurried to finish. Once you finished the list, which took a long time, you decided to look deeper into certain periods of history.

"What is your favorite then?" Senku asked while you two were over at your house, years after, still both holding a book on your own interests.

"The medieval age." You said putting down the book on the carpet you two were laying on. "I will start my own research soon."

You looked at the past and he looked at the future. He found it funny.

With the passage of time you both started to go deeper into your interests, you started indeed researching about the period of history you found most interesting while Senku started building rockets. It worked perfect when you talked each other's ears off about the respective topic of the week.

"For this year's history fair my parents chose the medieval age." You pull Senku close by the shoulders. "It is a reward for finishing my first research."

The history fair was organized by your parents and other renowned historians in Japan, and each year would cover a different period.

"Congratulations." Senku said taking your hands off his shoulders. Since he met you, you had invited both him and Byakuya, and it was almost a tradition, eventually when Senku introduced Taiju and later on Yuzuriha, you also invited them. "Does that mean I can go to the fair as a wizard?"

"Ugh!" You pushed him softly at the banter. "Does that mean I should finally call the police about the madman building missiles around?"

You both laughed. Knowing each other for so long you had already learned how to annoy the other, though as the years passed Senku stopped being less mean and more restrained with his words, at least towards you. You started noticing that when he was around 13 and you 15.

Taiju and Yuzuriha came over, expecting the news of the fair. When you were younger the fairs were almost like a business trip, but over the years your parents and their colleagues tilted the organization of the fair for it to be an immersive experience of whatever age they had selected.

"Let's get started with the costumes!" Yuzuriha said excited, already planning on what to make. "I want to wear those princess hats."

"Ah, I see, a hennin, it should be fairly easy to make. Do you want the classical cone, cut short, two horns? It is a staple of medieval fashion that follows us until this day."

Making the costumes took a good while. Yuzuriha chose a green fabric for her dress, and build the hennin out of wire and covered it in the same fabric. You chose a red dress with a white wimple that as secured by a tiara.

The day of the fair was mysteriously set to be during your birthday, very obviously arranged by your parents.

"What a lovely pair of fair maidens!" A very well known voice filled the living room while you and Yuzuriha twirled around in your dresses.

"Lord Byakuya!" You said excited greeting him and he laughed when he noticed you immediately picking up his feudal way of speaking. Senku turned his head to look at his dad. Had he really come back from training just to go to the fair? Unbelievable —Senku's words—.

"I had my own gown fitted." The adult showed the clothes he was wearing. "I assume you are two noble ladies, Taiju is a knight and Senku is a...?"

"He is a friar, he chose it because he could have escaped to a convent and do science freely." You said making the younger Ishigami stand up. "He is wearing a heriguat, from the XIII and early XIV centuries."

"Heriguat." Byakuya repeated the odd word.

It had been a long time since Byakuya had come back to Japan, and it would probably be the last since he would be going to space in a few months. The train ride to the rural area where the fair was placed was silent. Yuzuriha and Taiju fell asleep and you made sure to take a picture of them.

"I'd dress like this every day." You whispered to Senku. "Would I look unprofessional?" "I don't know if it's an excellent or horrible idea." He laughed. "So what does it feel to be so old?"

"I am only 17... what does it feel to be a baby." You teased back and he rolled his eyes. The two year gap between you two was a constant topic of banter, him calling you old and you calling him a child.

"I guess you wouldn't know since you haven't been a baby in so long." Senku said with a grin.

"I would have had you executed if we were in the middle ages." You said with a smile.

"On the medieval topic, have you decided what to do after school?" Senku asked and you immediately looked at him, having clearly forgotten about the topic. It was your last year of high school after all.

"Yeah, history, duh." You said with a nervous smile.

"I'm talking about college." Senku made his question clear. Not for nothing you had been studying since you were a child (aside from your actual passion), and with the connections of such renowned historians as your parents, it was possible for you to enter any university.

"The University of Edinburgh" You said. Senku knew that your father had studied there and it was a possibility.

"Are you going? Did you apply already?"

"Yeah...?" Unsure you said, you had tried to bring it up subtly before but it never seemed to work. "They accepted me."

"Oh, okay." His reaction was natural, nothing out of the ordinary. He didn't show how his heart dropped because the answer shocked him.

The chatting continued during the train ride, avoiding mentioning the topic again. It was tortuous enough that Senku had realized he liked you not so long ago, even when he also realized that his little crush went back for years even, but how was everything supposed to become once you were somewhere in Scotland while he was stuck in high school for other two years? Not only that but even if you were to stay, you would be a college student and he would still be in high school.

Eventually you all got to the fair. As always, it was like stepping on a whole different world, your friends saw your eyes glimmering as you walked around fascinated by the stands and how the people were dressing. Since it was a private event, everyone was following accurate medieval trends and nothing felt out of place.

You first went to see your parents, who had dressed as royalty since they organized the event. While Byakuya talked with them about whatever, you guys sat to eat on a long table.

"This is like a reward." Mimicking your words, your parents told Byakuya. "For finishing her research and getting into university."

Senku had assumed it.

"Here is some cake for the lady."

"Anachronistic!" You exclaimed when your mother placed a cake in the table and light up some candles. They sang happy birthday for you and then you guys left to explore while Byakuya talked with your parents about whatever else. You spent the whole day wandering around and talking to your friends about what they were seeing in the fair and explaining it detailedly.

"We are going to check out the horses!" Taiju said running and Yuzuriha agreed running behind him. You sat down on the grass for a while and looked at the sky that was starting to turn orange as the sunset approached. Senku laid down.

"This is probably the best fair I've had." You said resting on your elbows.

"That and the 20th century wars one" Senku said and you agreed immediately. "To think I could sneak into these historians' events just because I bumped a silly girl."

"I am no silly girl." You said immediately.

"So how is everything looking for university?" Senku asked and you turned around to look at him.

"Well, in spring next year I will move to the dorm in Scotland, maybe I will have a roommate." You said. "The best thing is that I can always escape away to some castle nearby."

"If you have a roommate how will you call me to talk about whatever latest discovery you had about medieval rats?" He asked to the air and you shrugged. "Are you even going to call me?"

"Why, do you want me to call you?" You asked laughing.

"I really don't care." He lied looking the other way.

"You do know that I know right?" You turned to your side to see him, he stayed quiet not knowing what you were referring to. "The way you treat Taiju and Yuzuriha has stayed the same overtime, but you treat me differently now."

"So you noticed." He said simply and you nodded. "What about it?"

"Nothing about it, I like you too." You said and his eyes only opened slightly bigger for a second. "I don't think we have to worry about figuring anything out, I will be back for breaks and once I am done studying."

"What if you want to stay in Scotland?" He said oddly fast.

"I won't stay in Scotland." You laid down on the grass then. "I didn't expect you to be in such a hurry to date."

"I never said anything about dating." He reproached immediately.

"Then how is liking someone supposed to go under your ideas? Longing forever? What a true medieval man!" You mocked him but he didn't reply. You plucked a small daisy from the lawn and twisted the stem into a circle. "I won't stay in Scotland."

His eyes looked at the little flower ring you gave him and he started laughing, he didn't extend his hand but didn't resist when you slid the flower on his finger. He thought for a second about what he would have preferred, maybe you staying to study in Tokyo, that'd make everything easier to figure out, but at the same time it was better for your career if you left to Scotland.

"We have a year to figure it out, it is fine. The debate is going to start soon, so let's go." You said as you stood back up and he did the same, you were referring to the last event of the fair, at the end everyone would gather up and talk about the fair and the historic age chosen, usually having someone exposing a research on the topic. The area was now empty as the sun was setting, everyone probably in the debate hall already. You walked together in silence, looking around at the setting of the fair that you kept admiring as you made your way to where the debate was taking place. Once at the door, you organized your clothes and took the wimple off for a second.

"It is not like a friar could marry either way." You say shrugging with the fabric in your hands. "But I will risk sacrilege."

You grabbed his cheeks still holding the white headpiece and gave him a kiss on the lips, then made a "shh" gesture and walked inside. He stayed outside for a minute, frowning, and walked inside only after his cheeks stopped blushing. He sat beside Yuzuriha and Taiju and simply listened to the talk and to your presentation on your research.

You two didn't speak more about the matter after the fair, but both wondered about what would happen when you had to leave to Scotland.

That never happened though, because a few months after the fair, every human on earth was turned into stone.

...

In the chaos of dealing with the Stone age, a thought creeped in Senku's head one night after he started narrating some historic events to Chrome. Scotland didn't matter anymore, that and realizing you would have made the stories about the past way more interesting for Chrome way more. He would think about you a lot, every time he would make an advancement he would think of your stupid history books list, advancements that those history books narrated and which you would tell back to him as children.

After the war with Tsukasa, he had more free time and started quietly looking around for you.

Once he was done building the hot air balloon and having Yuzuriha make real clothes out of fabric, she and Taiju asked Senku to spare a minute of his time for something really important. Both brunettes looked at the well known statue dressed in a red dress that resembled memories from millennia ago.

“You can do the honors.” Yuzuriha gave the clay bottle with the revival fluid to Senku, who didn’t wait a second to take the cork off the bottle and drop the liquid on your statue.

“So what era is this.” Once the stone around you breaks, you ask your friends. Yuzuriha and Taiju hug you and you hug them back, but your eyes are set on Senku and his eyes are set on you.

“Just made a hot air balloon.”

“Ahh, I see, did it fly?” You joke and he frowns, still with a smile. “If it did, then September 19th of 1783 is checked off the list.”

After noticing the beautiful dress you had on, you thanked Yuzuriha and grabbed Senku's hand and walked out of the hut. That got him a few looks but he was too engulfed in the moment to yell at everyone to go back to work.

"I see you fancied the friar look so much that now you wear a short skirt heriguat." You say with your hands on your hips, still able to see the people working back by the massive skeleton of the ship but somewhat hidden from their curious gaze.

"It is a lab coat." He corrected immediately. "Sit down, I need to update your historical knowledge already."

He was pretty straightforward with telling you what had happened during the almost three years since he woke up. You listened attentively and kept laughing when he apologized for his lack of extreme detail.

"I made the science from about the first 1/4 of the list, it would have been immaculate if you were there to point it out like the smartass you are." Senku says as you two are sitting down by a tree.

"Hmm, says the king of smartasses himself." You say.

"I think it is important to mention that since the year is almost over, your next birthday will be next year, therefore you remain 17. That is the way we do it in the Stone Age." Senku mentions with the teasing tone but you seem to not understand why. "I have had three birthdays already and in January I will be 19."

"19!? What does that mean for our dynamic!?" You sit up in awe but a smile slowly corrupts your face. "That makes me a child and makes you a felon... I am relieved that I don't have to be the creepy one now."

"You are seriously weird, it is just two years." He rolls his eyes. "Plus it is not like I am anything to you but your childhood reading foe."

"Then be my boyfriend." You say casually. "By now every institution has fallen and I have to join your multi-layered project to bring back everything and more. There is no Scotland or college or society holding back our forbidden love, such an old lad with a fair maiden like myself."

"It's called the kingdom of science." Senku points out. "And again, it's only two years."

"And that would make me queen then." You rub your hands maliciously.

"What a strange one." He points out, not precisely accepting or denying your proposition, he simply puts his arm around your shoulder to pull you closer. "Now defile the friar's lips before someone finds out."

[yamujiburo]

Do you think you could info dump all that you know about Madame Boss and Mayomoto with drawings? I would love to know more about their dynamic and about young Giovanni with baby Jessie. Maybe Delia could ask Jessie about it in a comic? Would it be sad or nostalgic? Maybe both? Like a flashback or something would be cool! Anyway, love your art and everything that you do!! ❤️

I'm not sure I can get it out in just drawings (just because it's a lot) but I have quite a few I've already done if you wanna look through my tags~ I'll also explain a bit here with some of my old comics. Long post under the cut~

Canonically, Madame Boss is the founder of Team Rocket and Giovnanni's mother. Miyamoto was one of her elite agents and Jessie's mother. They're REALLY close as evidenced by how they talk to one another (ex. Madame Boss calling Miyamoto "Miyamoto chan", Miyamoto's informal way of speaking to Madame Boss despite her being her superior, their friendly banter, etc.). Madame Boss sends Miyamoto and two other Team Rocket members on a mission to find Mew, but she and the other members never return. Miyamoto's implied to still be alive, endlessly chasing Mew with Jessie as her north star and reason to keep going. Madame Boss passes away sometime between the radio drama and before the events of the first Pokémon Movie. You can listen to the whole drama here! Madame Boss and Miyamoto are primarily in the first part, but Miyamoto pops up at the end of each of the other parts at different periods of time.

This is more where my headcanons begin! Miyamoto, whose dub name I hc being (Calamity) Jane, joined Team Rocket mostly because of her not great circumstances. She works her way up the ladder quickly and impresses Madame Boss. They become close but at the time, Miyamoto was dating a charismatic performer/con man that MB, not so subtly, doesn't approve of. She was right to not approve as this man got Miyamoto pregnant but left her before he'd known.

Madame Boss, despite her penny pinching behavior (Team Rocket wasn't that big yet), does what she can to help out Miyamoto. They had to tread carefully though, they didn't want anyone thinking there was any sort of favoritism happening.

Jessie is born, and for a little while Miyamoto keeps her and raises her the best she can. On more short term missions she'd leave her with Madame Boss, who's not super fond of children, and would have her own son Giovanni watch her (or have another grunt in Team Rocket watch her). This wasn't sustainable, so Miyamoto quickly puts Jessie in foster care (the foster care part is canon). Miyamoto would still visit her daughter whenever she could.

Ultimately, Miyamoto was a very driven, one track minded woman. She would constantly go on missions and after discovering Mew, became obsessed. It was around this time Madame Boss was starting to catch feelings for Miyamoto. Miyamoto would play along but was not nearly as invested in their relationship is Madame Boss was. Not in a malicious or leading on sort of way, she just had a job she wanted to get done

When it was time for Miyamoto to go on the mission to actually find Mew, Madame Boss, while excited at the prospect of getting her hands on a legendary Pokémon and the money that came with that, began to worry in the days leading up to the mission and tried to get Miyamoto to stay. She offered to send a different team out. To her they were disposable, but Miyamoto wasn't. Miyamoto didn't take the offer, wanting the glory and money of finding Mew for herself (but also had a daughter she wanted to get back to and be able to provide for). She leaves and goes MIA

Madame Boss is brokenhearted and after several years of Miyamoto going missing, is not able to run Team Rocket, troubled by the immense amount of guilt and heartache, and Giovanni takes over. She remains in the organization, more so operating in the background. It was rare for agents to see her out and about. But years later she sees Jessie's joined Team Rocket as a trainee. She requests Viper and Giovanni keep an eye out for her. Viper doesn't know why but does as he's told. Giovanni understands, remembering Jessie as the little toddler he'd have to take care of many years ago as well as her mother Miyamoto, who he knew was very close to his mother.

Not too long after, Madame Boss passes away but Giovanni keeps his promise and continues to keep Jessie employed.

I don't think Jessie remembers much of her mom or anything from around this time. I don't think she even remembers her mom being in Team Rocket or Giovanni babysitting her. She just remembers her mother leaving and never coming back and holds some resentment, not knowing the context of why Miyamoto disappeared.

I've thought about doing a story where Miyamoto returns in my hanamusa au but I still gotta think it out more. It starts with Miyamoto stopping by Delia's restaurant and she and Delia talk, not knowing the little connection they have via Jessie.

[puckpocketed]

lak lb + regular season sincereposting

Entered this season less than confident about the kids we brought up from the AHL and quiet summer acquisitions. Though I loved what the 2023-24 Kings gave me, I was very ready for this to be a Learning year for the first full NHL season of Turcotte and Clarke, Byfield’s first run at playing center full time, Laferriere continuing his quiet performance from his rookie year, along with our Reign legends rotating in and out.

Amazing that all of them have made the jump and contributed significantly to the team’s success after a miserable, shaky start to the season. Clarke and Spence really stepped up when Doughty was injured, Turcotte spent half the season skating on the first line before settling into his current role with grace and everyone knows what a rocket Byfield has been since he figured out how to shoot the puck halfway through🙂‍↕️

and GOD !!! Sammy Helenius stealing the 4C spot halfway through the season, Jacob Moverare finally forcing their hands after years of being a 20 game call-up, Akil Thomas and Andre Lee making it out of camp and getting some games in when the Kings were shorthanded…. That’s so many players drafted and raised by the org.

THAT is going to be my gold standard for player development. Though a lot of the opportunities were given to them incidentally because of injuries, they were primed to seize the moment because of the environment the Reign have been able to give them.

I love the way this team plays and how it drafts and builds itself. Personally i think there IS more to hockey than being huge and violent, and the way they draft reflects that. I love that it matters to them that players they select have pride in their role and pride in protecting their own zone. I love seeing a development pipeline that has produced so many NHLers for this era of cup contention. I love that their AHL team is also competitive.

This team has been such a light for me in a season full of loss for my other teams LMAO!! Kings hockey is a genuine pleasure to watch and learn about. It is beautiful, defensively responsible, and in ideal circumstances it allows for players like Fiala, Clarke, and Kuzmenko to thrive and get creative.

The vibes have been amazing — team and lb tag combined. I wasn’t able to be there for every game due to split loyalties but seeing lak lb slowly grow from maybe 3 people on a good night to. at least 7?? <3 yay <3 I love coming here and seeing new/familiar faces, and hearing from old kings blogs that have come back from the dead. It’s SO cool that we get to hang out <3

I called this season the LA Kings Youth Renaissance at the beginning largely as a joke, but the renewal of Kings hockey on tumblr has been so cool to watch and I feel really privileged to have contributed to it in some way 💙 if i type any more I may get very weepy lol so

HAPPY PLAYOFFS TIME LOOP EVERYONE!!! I’LL SEE YOU IN THE TRENCHES!! (GAME 1)

[flowerbarrel-art]

[girlactionfigure]

Ya know, just in case the pro Israel group has any doubt for a split second that they’re on the right side of history, you don’t have to look too far.

A good place to start is the internet.

Sentences you’ll see in the feed of a pro Israel activist:

“Bring our women and children home.” “We want peace.” “Every innocent death is a tragedy.” “Rape is never ok.”

Sentences you’ll see in the feed of a pro-Palestinian activist:

“Hitler was right.” “Wipe Israel off the map.” “Gas the Jews.” “The Jews have big noses.” “Jews are Nazis.”

If the internet wasn’t enough to convince you, then go to a protest of both sides. 

A pro Palestinian protest:

Violence. Yelling. Calling for genocide. Tons of masks. Flags of terrorist organizations. Harassing innocent bystanders. 

A pro Israel protest:

Singing. Hugging. Crying. Calling for the return of innocent hostages. Calling for a terrorist org to surrender so the war can end. Flags of the only democracy in the Middle East. 

You really don’t have to be a rocket scientist to see it. 

Those who support Israel support freedom, human rights, and peace. They support a people that was persecuted for thousands of years. 

Those who support Hamas support terror, rape, and pedophilia by calling it resistance. They support the beheading of babies, the denial of the holocaust and the kidnapping of holocaust survivors. 

This isn’t a nuanced decision. 

This is good vs evil. This is radical fundamentalist jihadis against the free world. 

If you can’t see the distinction clearly, if you still think the two sides in this war are equal, if you compare October 7th to the retaliation of the IDF, if you can’t differentiate between one side that does everything to minimize civilian death and the other that does everything to maximize civilian death, I don’t know how to say this nicely so I’m just gonna say it. 

You are an immoral human being who has lost all sense of right and wrong. 

I am deeply sorry for you that this is your existence, and that you have sided with the side Hitler would have sided with. 

That should tell you all you need to know. 

Choose morality, choose Israel. 

Historically, it’s just the smart thing to do.

hilzfuld

[heebiegeebee]

thoughts while high

So I came across a meme on r/jewpiter...

...and it got me thinking about

the nature of sleep deprivation;

how sleep deprivation is used as a torture tactic by military and police typically (and obv also terrorist groups, random individual shitbags, etc);

how specifically using sound (music on repeat, loud booming, screeching, etc) combined with sleep deprivation is used to try and get standoffs ended by authority figures, or to break wills in general (information gathering, cruelty for cruelty's sake, etc);

sleep deprivation/sonic torture can be done a number of ways, but is typically and usually decried (rightly so) as inhumane/cruel and unusual, and therefore not supported by most self-described leftists (myself included);

israelis and (palestinians/anyone in the regions that regularly experience some type of ballistic/rocket launching/landing) are constantly bombarded with sleep deprivation/sonic torture, via rocket attacks at all hours of the day and night, for weeks, months, years on end;

how sleep deprivation causes long term bodily trauma, as well as altering the ability to think rationally and calmly;

how israel specifically has been so constantly fired upon as to need public bomb shelters, sirens, and the iron fucking dome to survive;

how palestinians (and civilians of other surrounding areas) are subjected to the terrorist groups in their region(s) using civilian homes, schools, hospitals, etc to construct, and plot, and fire, and launch from just so they can potentially survive their local terrorist org's ire;

the nature of observing abusive relationships and the willingness to turn a blind eye because it benefits somehow, or people too uncomfortable to confront the truth about their own relationships;

the absolute cruelty of the left to lack the nuance or care to understand how all of this is connected. literally feels like watching someone be abused by their spouse and the neighborhood denying it.

Why yes, I am fun at parties. Why do you ask?

[spot-the-antisemitism]

THE jvp passover Haggadah is actually laughable like they couldn’t think of why the water is salty

We are blessing water because water is lifeblood and blessed martyrs in Palestine don’t have access to it because our blessed resistance terror org tore up the infrastructure to make rockets

Valid!

We salt the water because er…. Our founder Slur Terfdogwhistle of blessed memory spilled some salt on the road once.

guys?! Why not say the bitterness of oppression or to symbolize that the water in Gaza isn’t drinkable

[etraytin]

Just a note to let all the moots and buddies know that my family and I are safe and well after several days completely incommunicado after Helene. I admit to a certain amount of personal arrogance before the storm; I spent all of Thursday working a Red Cross shelter in Swannanoa (Western North Carolina was flooding even before Helene made landfall) and went home to sleep, confident that I would be largely unaffected there and come back to help the actual damaged areas after the storm. I didn’t even fill our goddamned bathtubs, what the hell, past me?

In any case, the storm hit us like the fist of an angry god, and while I was incredibly lucky that my home was spared, the winds caused a huge amount of damage to the power grid, which in turn wiped out water (all wells in my area!) and communications. We were still better off than other more low-lying places, where they got the wind and the water both, to devastating effect. I picked my way carefully back to Swannanoa on Saturday because my entire Red Cross chain of command was a black hole of no comms and this was the last place I’d seen them, but the shelter had been closed and moved because the damage was too extensive. I had to drive around a huge car shed that had been set down in the middle of the highway and past a sinkhole bigger than my van just to get to the place, so it was understandable. The weird thing is, Swannanoa had cell signal so I sat in the parking lot of a closed and washed-out gas station for about an hour just to call our loved ones and try and figure out what had happened to us.

Living in a communications blackout is very interesting and strange. You’d think it would be like rocketing back into the past, but it is not. People had ways of communicating before the internet that have not survived the internet. Radio stations are so rarely local now, and how many of them are actually good at relaying emergency information anymore? The most infuriating of our local stations would offer bumpers promising news and wither, then directing people to their website which we of course could not access. Nobody has landlines anymore to talk on the phone. Even people with “landlines” have digital phones through their cable service, not real telephone lines. Ham radio operators are rarer than hen’s teeth. When I got back from Swannanoa, I walked up and down the very steep hill that is my street, visiting my neighbors and telling them that I had gone to visit the internet and come back with news!

My trip did provide us with an action plan and a route out of town, at least. Only one major road out of Buncombe County was open, and it was the one furthest from us, but we hoped we could do it. Both cars had a third of a tank of gas left, so we picked the one that got better mileage, packed up and crossed our fingers. The evening before we left, we invited all the neighbors over and grilled all the meat in our freezer, now thawed and on the edge of ruin. They brought stuff too and we had chicken, burgers, brats, hot dogs, salmon and shrimp. It was really nice and didn’t break up until dusk when we all had to go home by flashlight. In the morning, we left as soon as it was light, hoping to avoid traffic, and with no maps and a vague idea of where we were going, headed for Charlotte and the modern world. It took us about four hours to go what would have been ninety miles on the normal route, including time waiting in a very long line for gas, but we got to my sister’s house where we got showers and cold drinks and basically just fell into bed.

So that’s how it stands now. We are safe, we are out, we are going back soon even if the power doesn’t come back. The Red Cross still needs me and our house is going to get very yucky all closed up to mildew in the post-storm humidity. We are taking this time to rest up and stock up on supplies and batteries, then it’s back into the void. Please send good wishes our way, and maybe donate to the Red Cross or other orgs working out here because it’s a huge, huge job.

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okay so 😅 i read the ask game wrong and didn't get we were supposed to ask about whole seasons, so I'll ask about Gaoranger!!

no worries ✌️

Favorite Hero

yellow is a close second but i have to go with gao silver. literally the blueprint for most sixths that came after him, being cool and aloof in his debut before quickly revealing he's the biggest dork here (i need him)

Favorite Villain

hard to believe takegami junki was writing team rocket in pokemon at the same time he was writing gaoranger (no it's not)

Favorite Non-Transforming Character

my friend tetomu. so important that they reincarnated her as a guy's dead wife in gozyuger

Favorite Suit

hard to beat this. the little ears are so cutes 🥹

Favorite Robot

you already know what tf's going on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Favorite Song

gao hunter's theme makes me want to fight evildoers irl

Favorite Episode

honestly probably just the entire run of quest 15-24, rouki/gao silver's debut arc? again kind of a cheat, but it's iconic for a reason and definitely the highlight of the show. hmm. starting to think i like gao silver 🤔

Any fun headcanons

the org wasn't controlling them they just chose to do that