#Warless Wednesday

[psychologeek]

For Warless Wednesday, I give you:

Enjoy.

(I'm pretty sure it's gonna be a long time before chapter 9.)

[psychologeek]

For "Warless Wednesday"

[psychologeek]

I will TRY to do Warless Wednesday.

Which means I'll only post non-war and happy things

(except for the q that might drop other things randomly)

Wish me luck!

(and wish you all warless world)

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Who am I (to disappear) - extended version!

So, I decided that this fic doesn't get the love and attention it deserves. It's probably due to the first chapter, as it's a little hard to understand. It's on purpose, but still.

Also, I'm pretty sure many of the metaphors, wordplay, and references went unnoticed by the readers.

Therefore y'all get an extended version - in which I'll add my thoughts, explanations, and other fun things.

Tw: dehumanization

Chapter 1, Part 1: Master's Weapon

The big room holds all of Master's weapons. Each and every one of them are stored in their own cases. There are knives and daggers in their sheaths and swords in their scabbards, all stored fondly on the wall. The guns are safely tucked in their holster, all oiled up, and put to rest in the big-heavy closet. The BOOM boxes are also there, all the little booms together waiting to be let out.

The first paragraph is a description of the armoury. There's focus on the unique cover of every different kind of weapon.

There's also a very kind/loving tone for this: "stored fondly", "safely tucked" , "put to rest" "all the little" - like talking about children. Giving a tone of love and caring. "All oiled up and put to rest " - almost like talking about little kids, shower-and-bed.

"The little booms" - bombs/dynamite/grenade/etc.

"The Boom box" - Cass mean the boox in which the explosives are kept.

(Also a funny reference to "boom box", that was. A thing.)

Master's Weapon is also oiled up, but it's not good. Weapon should be washed before getting stored on the floor for the night.

Now we're talking about Weapon (capital W), an indication that this one is unique or special of a kind. Similar tone, talking about storing. But no emotion or kindness. Just what needs to happen. Also - no spesific place. Just "on the floor".

Weapon used to be small. Not as small as a blade, but maybe as small as a sword?

Still talking about Weapon. Keep the dehumanization theme, add a little heartbreak. It's been going on for a long time, we can see.

There's still a memory of touching the warm-soft gun, holding it closely, and feeling the cold metal on the face. There are blurred impressions of cold and keeping the fabric close and blades are the same size as the arm.

Memories - being small, being cold, looking for comfort. The first sentence hints using a gun as a comfort object - like a stuffie.

On the meta level - children are resilient, but still need comfort. We can find dolls made out of every material. People need something to be attached to. Even if it's a (literal or metaphorical) gun.

Weapon is bigger now. Big enough that as they both are put on the ground, barefoot, the big gun doesn't even reach Weapon's shoulders. So big, that when the biggest sword is held in one arm, the other arm can touch the sharp part. Big enough to go to sleep with a pistol under the head and a dagger at arm's reach.

Same vibe as "I'm big! I'm six and a HALF!" Ft. heartbreak. Also, indications that Weapon is a living being - shoulders, arms, feet, need to sleep.

Big enough to go out with the Master, like all good weapons do.

Weapons don't want. Weapons don't wish. Weapons don't ask for anything.

But if they did, that weapon would wish to be useful, like any other weapon wish. To be put into good use, and maybe cleaned by the Master afterwards. To be held while put down in sheath, maybe get a smile or even a "good job girl" whisper, like the biggest gun got once. It threw away something and made a big boom.

Dehumanization is hard here "weapons don't want, need".

‌this is heartbreaking to read and write. "To be put into good use". "Cleaned by the Master", as we go back to the shower/oiled weapon metaphor.

‌"Good job girl", is going to have a massive affect.

‌did you notice the jealousy?

Weapon can throw things, too. Weapon can make things go big boom. Weapon can be a good job girl , too.

Weapons do as they are wired to. When you push a dagger, it stabs. When you push a gun's trigger, it fires. When you pull out the pin off of a grenade, it goes boom.

Weapon isn't different. Weapon obeys. Weapon's triggers are not metal or pulling or pushing. It used to be, when it was a smaller Weapon, but it's a big Weapon now. Weapon's triggers are words like "come" and "stay" and "hide" and "show" and "heel". Weapon can get a picture of a place and get where Master put a sign, with anything in the photo Master put on the map. Weapon can hide and kick and make people not-see and get a glitch .

‌look at the words - more compares to a machine or a tool. Now also to a dog (heel). Have you noticed how there isn't a mention of talk, or explain? How all Weapon gets are photos, or signs, or a map?

‌glitch - I sort of consider it as "blend in" and "blend out" - being unnoticed.

‌hide and kick :)

Weapon can be a good job, girl .

Can't it?

‌can you see the theme?

‌notice the pronouns?

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Next week: Setback

(When a weapon is pushed too hard, it might explode.)