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sharksfrommars · 2 months ago

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so bill can see into the 3rd spacial dimension, right?

so what if Ford could see into the 4th dimension?

imagine, if you will, a small Ford, able to see in a direction no one else can see. He avoids certain spots, gets frustrated trying to point out the stars he can see even during the day. Everyone besides Stan thinks he’s making it up for attention. But Ford knows it’s real, despite what the doctors say. He stops talking about how he can see it to everyone but Stan. Then, he decides that he’s going to show everyone just how beautiful the 4th dimensions stars are.

so Ford sets off to prove it. He learns everything there is to know about physics and maths and space at time. He learns the names of the directions he can see, Ana and Kata. He learns all about the theoretical 4th dimensions and all the other dimensions past that. He reads flatlands, and becomes obsessed with finding a way to travel through the 4th dimension. But he just can’t interact with it. It’s frustrating.

but canon events can’t be erased. Ford still gets his offer from WCT, Stan still fucks it up. Stan gets kicked out and Ford is left all alone.

backupsmore’s theoretical physics course is lacking in many ways, but it’s better than nothing. Ford is the best student they have, on account of being able to conceptualise the 4th dimension. Naturally, being a prodigy helped. Ford finishes his degrees as fast as he could, and got the funding to research his theoretical 4th dimensional travel project. He needed to study beings that could also see in extra dimensions, but that was hard to prove. Nothing Seems to fit the bill.

until he hears about Gravity Falls. A small town in rural Oregon, the epicentre of strange activity. The so called “weirdest place on earth”. Ford instinctively knew. The answer was out there, somewhere in the woods.

#gravity falls #stanford pines #gravity falls au #This has been working its way through my brain.#Ana and Kata are the actual names of the 4d directions.#People probably don’t buy it when Ford tells them.#They just think he’s insane #And a dork #No idea where this goes.#It’s just a cool concept

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kanerallels · 3 days ago

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Merrical wild west au?

Happy writing and peace be with you

I got this ask like. Minutes after I received a Kanera ask for the EXACT same thing, and I IMMEDIATELY knew it was crossover event time. So this is the predecessor to this story, but you can read it on its own! Enjoy!!

Once upon a time, the province of Koboh had been a lawless place. Plagued by raiders and wild animals, haunted by the ghosts of the past, it had neither prospered nor died out. Prospectors had kept it going, but it was clear it would never be a thriving metropolis.

Now, things were different. While it still didn’t have any big, glittering cities like Coruscant, Rambler’s Reach and Tanalorr were both steady towns, with happy, healthy populations. Crime was significantly lower, and the Bedlam Raiders had all but disappeared. And that was thanks to one person.

Well. One person and his assorted adopted idiots.

From a distance, Merrin looked on as Cal Kestis faced off with his opponents. The sheriff of Koboh was tall, red-haired, and could never be found without his his poncho or the flying squirrel perched on his shoulder, BD-1. He’d rescued the creature from a scientist who’d been experimenting on assorted small animals, and had only escalated his rescues since then.

Two of those rescues were with him now—Trilla Suduri, former assassin, present deputy who worked alongside Cal, and Bode Akuna, who’d been a mercenary. Tanalorr was now his jurisdiction, while Trilla looked after Rambler’s Reach. While the duo rarely—if ever—got along, they fought side by side almost as well as when they were each other’s opponents. There were very few people Merrin would trust at Cal’s side before them.

Other than herself, obviously. But her job was slightly different this time around.

She could hear the speech Cal was delivering to the group who’d come to Rambler’s Reach, but she knew the gist at this point. Leave town and never come back, or you’ll suffer. One of Cal’s strengths had always been his mercy, and frankly, there were far too many who’d benefited from it.

This time, however, it was strategic. Mostly because they were assessing what to expect from the group—four hired guns who were working for Empire Railways now.

They’d passed through Rambler’s Reach on their way to a job. At first, they’d seemed civil enough. But it wasn’t long before their true colors showed. One of them had shown a little too much interest in first Trilla—who’d been forced to work for Empire Railway’s personal hit group, the Inquisitorus, for far too long—and then in Kata, Bode’s daughter. The others had been generally unpleasant, started a bar fight that caused considerable damage at Pyloon’s Saloon, and threatened a few different citizens. Finally, Cal had gotten fed up.

And when Cal got fed up, things were bad.

Which meant Merrin always enjoyed it.

“Do you think they’ll fight back?” Kata whispered from next to her. The young girl was hiding with her on one of the rooftops that overlooked the main street where the confrontation was going down. Partially to keep her away from the hired guns and the conflict, but also because Kata had decided she was Merrin’s apprentice, and wanted to learn how to fight the way she did.

Merrin was more than happy to teach her a few things. She’d learned young, and there were some of her skills that were easy to pass on at this point.

“Perhaps,” she responded softly. “But Cal and your father can handle them, as can Trilla. And remember, that’s why we’re up here.”

Kata grinned. “Right.”

Merrin turned her attention to the confrontation below them—Cal was wrapping up his speech. “If there’s anything you need for your trip, we can provide it, but it’s time for you to—”

“We’re not going anywhere.” One of the hired guns cut him off, and Merrin saw Bode shift a little, hand drifting to his pistol.

Cal didn’t move. “Yes,” he said calmly. “You are. You’re lucky we’re not locking you up for all the damage you caused over at Pyloon’s. All we’re asking is that you pay for the mess, and—”

“You’re not in charge here,” the man snarled, taking a step forward. Merrin tensed, her hand locking around the knife at her waist. If he touches him—

“Back off,” Bode snapped, stepping forward to meet him. “We tried this the easy way. Leave, or it’s going to hurt.”

“A lot,” Trilla added, the thin smile crossing her face visible even from a distance.

And this is why I like her, Merrin thought, as the man let out a laugh.

“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you? If we just ran off with our tails between our legs. Well, Empire Railways doesn’t run. We’ll be back.” His gaze ran across the crowd. “For this town, for the land. For you, Suduri.”

Merrin saw tension ripple over the group below her, Cal’s expression tightening. Trilla, on the other hand, lifted her chin. “Try it,” she said, drumming her fingertips against the hilt of the sword she wore at her waist. “I guarantee you I’ll enjoy it more than you do.”

The man faltered, just for a moment. Then his sneer returned. “Maybe it won’t be you, then. Your little girl seems pretty smart, Akuna. Maybe we’ll give her to the Inquisitorus—”

Bode lunged, and Cal grabbed his arm. Things were devolving fast, and Merrin resisted the urge to curse under her breath. This is not good.

Wait for the signal, she reminded herself. Cal knew what he was doing, and she trusted him to know the right moment to move. Except she was pretty sure that moment was now.

“Enough,” Cal said as Trilla stepped forward, pushing Bode back away from the hired gun. Merrin saw her talking to him quietly but urgently, and turned her gaze back to Cal. His face was hard as he said, “Go. Now.” A trace of a smile crossed his face. “Or you’ll find out just how much of a war we can wage.”

The signal. “Stay here,” Merrin told Kata, who nodded. Moving stealthily, she slipped back and down the side of the building, drawing one of the knives she always had with her. Magic tingled at her fingertips as she moved to the entrance of the alley, and heard the hired gun laugh.

“You can’t scare us, Kestis. You’re soft—everyone knows it. What do you have here for us to fear?”

Merrin almost laughed, and Cal did laugh. “You have no idea,” he said, and Merrin moved.

With a burst of magic, she flicked her wrist. The knife in her grip disappeared, and she heard it plant itself in the dirt, directly between the man’s feet. In the same moment, she stepped forward, lightly, drawing two more knives, and stepped into the group of hired guns.

Pressing the tips of the blades against the small of two men’s backs, she said, “I hope I didn’t miss anything.”

She could sense the change in the atmosphere. The way the men froze, the whispers in the crowd even. She heard “desert ghost” several times, and felt a flicker of satisfaction.

Better yet, however, was the look on Cal’s face when he saw her. His grin widening, he lifted an eyebrow at the hired gun. “Good enough for you?”

“That’s all?” the man scoffed, but Merrin could hear the wobble in his voice. “Some cheap magic trick, and a woman?”

“It is no trick,” Merrin assured him. “Would you like me to try again? With a different target, perhaps?” She let the threat fill her voice, called the knife back to its sheath with another flicker of magic. And it was not an idle threat, either.

The hired gun could tell, and she knew it. “Th–this won’t keep us away,” he stammered. “Empire Railways will be back. You won’t be able to scare us off.”

“Then we’ll do what we have to,” Cal said. “But just remember that we spared your lives. And then think about whether or not you want to come back here.”

He gave Merrin a nod, and she sheathed her knives, slipping out of the group. They were in plenty of a hurry then, stumbling over their own feet to get away from her, their leader throwing one last hate-ridden glance over his shoulder.

And then they were gone, and Merrin saw Cal take a deep breath of relief. “Thanks,” he told her as she moved to his side. “I didn’t think they’d be so stubborn, but…you were right to stay close.”

“You always hope for the best, Cal Kestis,” Merrin said as he slipped an arm around her. “It is one of your finest traits. If foolish at times.”

Cal laughed. “Thanks, I think.”

Merrin offered him a smile in return—and caught a flicker of movement. Her hand dropped to her knife. “Cal.”

Cal turned, following her nod. There were two new strangers standing in the street. They’d been looking on, Merrin realized, observing the way the man’s hands were still resting on his dual pistols. She wondered which side they were planning to take.

But then Cal’s eyes widened. “Kanan?”

The man smiled. “Hey, Cal. It’s been a while.”

“I’ll say,” Cal agreed, crossing the street to pull Kanan into a hug. Stepping back, he said, “Since when do you have a beard?”

“Since a very long time,” Kanan said wryly. “But I’m not here to discuss my beard. Or yours. This is Hera.”

“Hi,” the woman said, directing a warm smile at first Cal, then Merrin. She had dark skin and bright green eyes, and wore a green vest over a light shirt, and orange slacks. A rifle hung from one shoulder, and judging by the way she was standing, Merrin would bet she knew how to use it.

“Great to meet you,” Cal said. “This is Merrin.”

“A pleasure,” Merrin said, giving Hera a nod. She preferred to reserve her smiles for special occasions. “What brings the two of you to Rambler’s Reach?”

“Actually,” Kanan said, “I was looking for you, Cal. Those hired guns you were chasing off—who did they work for?”

“Empire Railways,” Cal said with a grimace. “Wish I could say that’s the first trouble we’ve had with them, but they’re…persistent. And I have a feeling things are only going to get worse.”

“Then this is as good a place as any to start,” Hera said. “How would you feel about helping us cause them some problems?”

Now Merrin did smile, satisfaction coursing through her as she exchanged a look with Cal. “I think we would like that very much,” she said.

#thanks for the ask!!#cal kestis #nightsister merrin #merrical #jedi survivor #jedi fallen order #trilla suduri #bode akuna #kata akuna #kanan jarrus #hera syndulla #i'm not the most confident in writing merrin's pov (i've done it twice now. including this time)#but i think it turned out decently enough!#and i am obsessed with the fact i basically made her the western magical version of inej ghafa in this #man this world building was way too fun to come up with #the latest and greatest star wars western au

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