#scafolders

[purplepotatobread]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE READ THIS BOOK!

Reasons why you should read it

The writing is gorgeous

The characters are so amazing and lovable

It has SHEET MUSIC in the book which is absolutely gorgeous (if you can read sheet music it's so wonderful to stop at the sheet music and play through)

Mysterious love interest

Trans characters! (One of them doesn't show up till book two though)

Strong family themes. And intriguing family bonds

Princess who is plus sized and an inventor (love her)

DRAGONS

Emersive formatting (switching from normal format (in first person) to a script format while not from first person. It also has letters, tellograms, wanted posters, etc. Scattered through the pages.

Author (Heidi Heilig) went to school for musical theater writing. And it shows! In the best possible way

The magic with the spirit fantouches in so gorgeous.

All the books are consistently good! I haven't read book 3 yet (can't wait) but book 2 did not disappoint. I imagine the 3rd one is just as good.

Synopsis:

"Never show. Jetta's secret has kept her family from starving. It has made them the most famed troupe of shadow players in Chakrana. For with with a drop of blood, Jetta can bind wandering spirits to the silk or wood or leather of their puppets and bring them to life. But the old ways are forbidden. Jetta could be thrown in prison and left to Rot- or worse.

"As the rebellion swells through the country and desperation builds, Jetta's power becomes harder and harder to hide. Especially from Leo, the young smuggler with sharp eyes and secrets of his own. When he and Jetta capture the notice of both the army and the rebels, she may be the spark that lights the rebellion. . . If she isn't consumed by flame first."

Thank you Heidi Heilig! This book is amazing!

[reynoldsrap4949]

5/15/22 Custom built scafold. Medieval siege tower. Wet fur 2 X 4s will be used later after disassemblage. Tools in order. Desk set. Sea Pal for fish and chips.

[grapeagata]

It took a few hours but someone had to do it

I put those fucken thangs up there

[boultbee]

Framework-for-Practice (current research)

Installation at Broadway Gallery for Near Now, Nottingham. 18–21 August 2022.

Framework-for-Practice is a project led by myself and architectural designer/artist Will Harvey. The project utilises both the architectural and symbolic attributes of scaffolding to create a minimal-waste, flexible and adaptable framework which supports a wealth of creative research and exploration, and to enable the building, repair and restoration of culture and creativity. Framework-for-Practice endeavours to critique, elevate, communicate, facilitate and support projects within Nottingham and Nottinghamshire that aim to provoke and promote positive and long-lasting cultural change. The creative kit of parts continues to be used for collaberative exhibitons and project in and around Nottingham. A project website documents some of these outcomes, Framework-for-Practice

Current research, updated 08/04/2024: Colaberating with musician Tom Harris, we've planned a series of events situated around a structure turning Broadway Gallery into an instrument, Sonic Sculptures.

[grass-s0fa]

slaying in 3008 rn

[gacougnol]

Eduard Pavlacka

Scafolding

1962

[qsmprambling]

AGAIN? THE SCAFOLDING WAS POL? 😆

[memes-in-a-half-shell]

Private Rink (Donnie x OC!Vee)

Wanted to write a quick little something, 'cause I needed some fluff 💜

Also, protip: never go to Manhattan during the holidays. It's a NIGHTMARE 😂 went there once for New Year's and people are packed like sardines on the sidewalks.

Also adding this to @turtle-babe83's "#tmnt stocking stuffer" tag (nice list) 'cause it's holiday related honhonohonhonhnnn

Man, I've had a shit day today...

Wanna meet up and talk about it?

Sure. My place or yours?

Get to those coordinates and I'll meet you there.

Once Vee received an address on her phone, she quickly researched it and found that it was a building right next to the skating rink at the Rockefeller Center.

Uhhh, you sure?

There's some construction ongoing, so the spot should be free to climb on top with the current setup. Don't worry, I'll guide you!

Alrighty. I'll grab some coffees on the way.

The woman couldn't help a small sigh as she locked her phone's screen, hoping she wouldn't get into any trouble while trying to meet her boyfriend. Grabbing her coat, she headed out from the comfort and heat of her apartment, next greeted by winter's crisp and cold air.

Keeping her promise to grab coffees, she was now holding a tray with the beverages, maneuvering around the busy crowd, packed with tourists, with her phone in hand - trying to follow up Donnie's instructions on how to get to the top of his designated building. As she made her way up the railings and scafoldings, she did pause for a moment as snow started to fall, her eyes following fat flakes and landing on the skating rink nearby and now below her. The scene brought a small smile to her lips. The lights, the people laughing and skating around, the immense christmas tree nearby....

She continued her path upward, finally reaching the building's top. At first she found the spot empty, resolving herself to then rest at a railing, observing the rink once again.

"You're here!" resonated a voice behind her.

As she turned around, she found the terrapin jumping from one high spot nearby, making his way towards her. But on his way he might have unnoticed a thin layer of ice that had formed on the building's top, suddenly slipping - trying to get his balance right - but ultimately falling comically on his shell and backpack.

"Oh shit!" blurted out Vee, although she couldn't help her laughter.

Still on his back, Donnie lifted a thumb up high in the air, letting out a "I'm good" as he then got back up with a grunt. He patted some snow off his pants as he was making his way to Vee, glaring jokingly at her as she tried to calm her snicker.

"I'm sorry," she started. "That was just perfectly coordinated."

"There can indeed be comedy in one's misery."

He grabbed a coffee, Vee huffing as she solely grabbed her own cup next.

"Oh come on, I didn't mean it like that."

The turtle smiled, wrapping an arm around the woman's form and bringing her closer to his side.

"Just teasing you, love. No harm done." He nuzzled the top of her head as a proper greeting and left a gentle peck afterward. "Thanks for the coffee by the way."

Vee hummed as she was taking a sip, leaning slightly towards the other. Her eyes kept coming back to the rink, feeling peaceful by watching some solemn beauty.

"Why did you want us to meet here?" she did ask next.

"Mostly for the sight-seeing," answered Donnie. "It's so beautiful at this time of the year."

"Says you who doesn't have to go through the crowds below during the holiday season," smirked Vee. "This whole area and Broadway is a nightmare on the sidewalks."

"I'm sorry, baby. Next time I'll come pick you up with the van."

"How chivalrous!" mocked Vee.

"Only for my lady!" grinned the mutant.

They paused for more sips, the woman getting some renewed solace in this silence. The weight of today's hardships did come back to her, her sigh heavy as she then proceeded to talk about her day to the terrapin. From the usual unnerving bits at work, the incompetence of a handful of coworkers, and the general fatigue accumulating at this time of year, Vee was starting to feel at the end of her rope. She knew she had to keep moving forward, but on several occasions she only wanted to drop down and sleep for many, many hours. Donnie was a patient listener, only interjecting whenever it felt right. He knew the woman was not necessarily looking for solutions, but rather to just empty her bag and vent it all out. He did some small jokes here and there in his comments, trying to light the mood up - successfully bringing a soft smile to Vee's features.

"Thanks for being here. For listening to me," added Vee, her hand finding Donnie's free one - both of them having discarded their cups some moments ago. Their fingers locked, at best they could anyway.

Donnie brought the top of her hand to his lips, leaving a gentle kiss. "Always. There's nowhere else I'd rather be."

Bringing her arm down, he then stood behind her, keeping his hold around her as he wanted to keep her warm as well. Vee sighed dreamily, her eyes following some couples on the ice below.

"... I wish we could skate down there," she commented. "I used to skate on ice a lot when I was a kid. It's always been so nice."

Donnie's features brightened up, his toughts reminding him of a detail.

"Well, what do you know! We do have our own private rink."

Vee looked up to him, confused. The turtle simply tightened his hold around her, lifting her a little as he turned around and brought her attention to his earlier accident.

"We have ice!" he declared happily.

Vee laughed: "I swear, if you make me fall, no more kisses for a month."

He moved away from her, towards the ice. He extended a hand to her as an invitation.

"Don't worry," he smiled. "At least now I know what's awaiting us."

She faked annoyance, but it was quickly discarded as she grabbed his hand and followed him. The ice patch wasn't that big, but it was decent enough to slide in some steps and get some laughters out of them. The feel was definitely different with boots rather than ice skates, but that was still enough for Vee's heart to swell with joy. As the ambient music from the rink below sounded a calm holiday tune, the couple gently bumped into one another, Donnie quick to stabilize the woman against him. Snow was still falling, peppering them with white flakes whenever they'd keep still.

"Stand on my feet," proposed the mutant.

"I won't hurt you?" asked Vee.

"Do you seriously think you're too heavy for me?"

"I was just being polite!"

"Oh right, you're Canadian, you can't help it," slightly laughed Donnie.

Vee lightly slapped his arm, which brought more chuckles from the other. She did step on his feet, as asked, and promptly brought her arms around his neck as she felt him slide slowly on the ice, his arms still around her. This moment felt out of time, the rooftop filled with some laughters here and there. Locking eyes did bring a renewed comfortable silence between them both, their sliding now more akin to a slow dance. One of Vee's hands did slide from his neck to his cheek, her thumb tenderly going over his scales, her gaze soft as she kept admiring his features.

"Je t'aime....," she quietly said.

The terrapin slightly leaned into her touch, the same feeling passing through him.

"I love you too, baby."

He moved some snow out of her hair, churring lightly as he noticed her frame getting colder.

"I'll get you home," he added. "S'time to warm up."

She couldn't agree more.

[trash----panda]

Pt 6(?)

Dendro barely had time to react, sitting up qhen he heard the noise but whatever it was was too fast, it pulled a rope around his neck to immobalize him while the others wrapped him up. He spotted one, getting ready to speak before a sharp pain in his neck knocked him out, he'd been poisoned, and his enemies were fierce rulers of the forest. While uncounsious he was dragged through the trees, luckily the moss made the trip.... Gentler, his captors tying him against the roots of a tree. This tree was massive with branches spanning for what seemed like forever, the leaves hiding little houses and hanging pods connected via scafolding.

By the time he woke up there was already a small crowd, he flinched, trying to struggle free of his bonds, but they were tight and didnt budge. He tensed when one of the pixies flew up to his face, dragonfly by the looks of it, pointing a spear right at his face. He pinned his ears back when it started speaking, he didnt speak Pixelex how was he supposed to know what was going on. It seemed satisfied after what he can only assume was reading him his rights before it flew back down to clear the crowd, he just hoped Joey was ok.

Joey on the other hand had been waiting for him to come home, starting to get increasingly anxious, what if he was hurt, he could've been arrested for stepping on someone, what is he went in the forest. Her stomachs lurched a little at the thought, pinning her ears back as she starred at the window. After weighing her options a moment she forced herself to go look for him, trying to make sure no one actually saw her while she did, she didnt mind the larger folk, it was just the pixies she didnt want to be caught by. She covered a good chunk of the town but by then it was already noon and there was no sign of him, that meant there was only one place he could be, huh? She starred over at the trees, just looking at them gave her a sick feeling, but she couldnt just leave him. She had to go in.

She remembered the route after having been there countless times as a child, her hearts starting to race as she got closer to the hive, was she really gonna do this? Go back? Her thoughts were interupted by a flash of blue up ahead, she landed and hurried over, staying hidden in the grass, that was Denro alright, from the looks of it he'd taken a bit of a beating. She glanced to the two guards, it was pretty visable with the massive man just under the nest but she was pretty sure she could get him out of there. Just needed to find a way to beat not one but two dragon flies... But how was a fly supposed to do that.

[pocketramblr]

I know you won't be writing dozi and respect that but I read someone bringing up Greek Chorus and your tumblr seems like the designated place for dozi content so I hope you don't mind. See, I'm a dirt poor soul so the only way I get to experience videogames is via gameplay walkthroughs in youtube, which is how I came across the amazing "Stray Gods: The Roleplaying Musical" (10/10 would rec). And as soon as the concept of "eidolon" was introduced (aka the thing that makes someone a God) I just couldn't unsee the parallels with OFA and immediately started wondering just how that would fit into DOZI. As it turns out, I think it would do so quite naturally so long as the passing of an eidolon isn't the inciting incident for the AU's existence. With Izuku established as the class biggest weirdo and secretly entrenched in the OFA-AFO War path, it would open some really interesting avenues of exploration. Sure, some of the Gods plotlines may need to be reworked, since Zeus would need to be still around in some capacity or just very recently gone in order to be a grandpa, but it would still make for a solid scafolding for a plot. At least if we are going with the premise of AFO trying to avoid fighting his family as much as possible.

Let me elaborate; there's a lot going on but for the purposes of this story what you need to know is that Stray Gods is an urban fantasy murder mystery where in order to survive you need to prove to some worn down Greek Gods that you didn't murder their Last Muse in order to get her eidolon. Considering everything in PJO, BNHA, Stray Gods, and what we've seen so far of DOZI, there's so many ways to play this out but here's what I've come up with:

Far as I remember in PJO there's this undercurrent of the Gods depending on their demigods kids for strength and protection and I think that would be a lot more obvious with *these* gods. Maybe the eidolon vessels were always the norm or maybe the situation is new and yet another sign of the gods weakening but either way it's what's happening now. And one of the many lovely things about it is that, while the vessels do get Godly Power OFA-style and even bonus technical immortality, you could argue it is a very empty immortality for the vessel since they may as well be dead. It's not some violent take-over from a new consciousness but more like the powers are not the only thing that seeps through. Soon enough the memories overwhelm the host previous personality until whoever they were is replaced by a true embodiment of the god who chose them. A new vessel could be chosen from anywhere since amongst the demigods (which seems awkward to me) up to amongst completely random people with no previous knowledge of their world, it wouldn't matter since it would be completely up to the god and all demis are duty-bound to respect the choice. *writes while side-eying Knighteye* Another thing is, no matter how much of NOOB the chosen one may be they'd still carry a godly soul within them so they'd outrank even the most badass of demis and are therefore entitled to their protection and respect.

With AFO doing his best to play dead, these world-building changes could open a door for conflict from Inko's side of the family. Like, the eidolon's implications would only compound this Izuku's plentiful reasons to prefer humans to gods. And here he was, doing his best to be his own hero away from his family legacies and suddenly one of his friends gets dragged into the mess in one of the worst ways imaginable. Even if he wasn't a demi he'd still feel duty-bound to step-up as their knight in not-so-shinny red sneakers and it would probably serve as the emotional equivalent of his vigilante arc in this AU. With who his closest friends are in this AU I considered Kouda or Shinso for the role (blame their voice quirks) but surprisingly, I feel Ojiro would make the most sense. The whole reason the game's protagonist got involved in this mess was because a Muse took a liking to them when despite their obvious talent they were feeling stuck and therefore lost, and Ojiro is a criminally underrated badass who'd just like for people to actually acknowledge his skills. Imagine how it would feel like to suddenly be at the seeming center of everyone's radar because you are the main suspect of a murder and your friend's family is even scarier than anyone theorized so he's helping you survive it. But to all of that you can also add the fact that the godly power he was bestowed with was that of A Muse. If you were looking at it from a traditional POV thiss may as well be literal Divine Intervention claiming you are destined only to a supporting role, which may be especially grating coming from the family of that one friend who always stands out naturally. Honestly by the point he realizes how OP Muses can be he'd probably have plenty of cause to regret ever having wanted the attention in the first place.

On the other side, there's no way everyone wouldn't notice their funky little green bean turning into a brooding knight that's intensely invested in Ojiro's well-being. And, for all that he'd hate that someone he cares about must be stuck with an eidolon or die, the muse who died is a pudgy short queen with an affinity for pink so he'd probably want to see justice for her as well. The poor boy was already drowning in secrets without trying to navigate just how much he *can* reveal to save his friend while avoiding disappointing All Might or bringing down Divine Wrath upon them; but "serving" the gods is what he was born and trained for so that's just what he's got to deal with now. Something very fitting with the "Stray Gods" vibe of everyone having unfolding secrets and good intentions which often lead to terrible outcomes. This could be taken to some pretty heavy places, especially if the Furys plotline is kept. So all in all, it'd be really interesting stuff. Heck, I even have a PJO OC that I'm probably never gonna use but that may fit this AU surprisingly well in case anyone wants to adopt this premise.

Well I'm not writing dozi and I'm not writing sg:trm/dozi crossover (had never heard of stay gods before but I'll check it out!) but can I just thank you for sending me all this it was very fun to read. Like fun lore, but also ough the character choices. You said Ojiro and mmmm perfect yes I realized last night I had not been loving Ojiro content as much as I should. He's such a fun pick and this is such a fun (and sad but in a good way) twist of him and Izuku's friendship in dozi. A good helping of being careful what you wish for, friends refusing to let go of each other as life complicates and they change but well. Everything changes. They can change together. They can still be heroes and do good even as it looks different.

Anyway I love the idea and would happily read more about it, thank you for sharing it!

[rubeum-et-nigrum]

DID HE JUST DIE. DID HE JUST GET IMPALED BY SCAFOLDING AND DIE. DO I HAVE TO DEAL WITH YET ANOTHER DUO BREAKING APART. IS SHE ON HER OWN NOW?

[cedar-glade]

My mom next to an ancient marker tree of a white oak in Clifton Gorge snp, said to be approx 200 years old when European settlers(frontiersmen) started to utilize it for marking and a similar size to this picture back in the 1700′s. This was a frontier trading route marker tree and thank god it’s been kept alive.Its an excellent example of crown development, warple taper and ancient scafold aspect ratio development, old callus wrap post abortion and a truly developed crown with minimal sun scaffolds left to the interior. In the 1980′s a similar one was removed which was much smaller and the growth rings dated into the 1700s looks 35 dbh where as this looked 50 ish.* You can see this 1985 cookie dated at the visitor center/ranger station at the top of the hill outside near the trashcans and picnic area any time you want.

I actually would love to know how dwarfed and how legitimately old this behemoth is. 400? 500? 600? who knows, photosynthesis is optimized due to many abiotic factors, growth too. yeah, we know it has intact mycorrhizal connections and good water source; but, growing in a cold ravine system, in dolomite, with cold low oxygen water is a good way to stunt growth.

Also even in a species to species basis rubisco and other enzymes will always  operate under a bell curve of optimal temps and activation energy.

as for the trail, the trail became a section that would join with a military route, as well as routes for mill transit then terminate to a road passage; eventually the trail would terminate into the Pittsburgh - Cincinnati stage coach trail which was active in the early 1800′s into the late 1800′s but would fall into degradation with the collapse of the mill industry in the late 1800′s. 1935 ended up seeing the CCC ohio chap intervention with JBSP and later the narrows section would become Clifton Gorge SNP.

Still want to see that clark co oldest tree too. * note*

from Marc of big trees ohio.

Chinkapin Oak ,Quercus muehlenbergii

111-1 Redmond Rd, Springfield, OH 45505

[bd-wireroses]

A corridor opens up in the toybox and a hooded figure exits it. He appears to be shorter than Axel and the sleeves on his coat were longer and wider. - Saix (ask-spw-mercenary)

@ask-spw-mercenary

"Oh, you must be one of the fellows from the Organization! Welcome!" She calls when she notices him appear as she had continued her assistance with the bowling alley. "I'll hop down in a second!"

When we build that dock, we've really aught to put a portal spot, she thinks. She hands her brush to a Dusk before jumping down from the scafolds to meet her guest.

[tatsumine]

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[tinbott]

Kron of the ending sun ….a sunset skinned troll and gaurdian to the western scaffold, which bridges the Oni lands to the blackened sands ….not all trolls live or are born under bridges but this fella certainly was. Hatched from the deepest depth of the scafold…growing and climbing his way from the muck below to the sun bleached lands above…. A journey that takes many, many years to complete and he had to best, align and sometimes slaughter his brethren to sit atop. Usurping the previous gaurdian and knowing a time will arrive the same fate will befall him. #troll #tinbott #kron #fantasy https://www.instagram.com/p/ChzvHOxqwPy/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=