Once knew a guy from LARP who told a story about when he had first gotten his hands on chainmail and was getting used to wearing it and maintaining mobility and balance with the weight of it (it was heavy stuff). So he started wearing it under his clothes when he was out running errands and stuff to practice for when he had to wear it in mock combat.
Then one night he was coming home late and got mugged by a dude with a knife.
Apparently the look on the dude’s face was amazing when he went in to gut the guy for his wallet and found out he was wearing medieval armor under his hoodie.
So, you know. Pretty good argument for wearing it under streetclothes!
so maybe my type isn’t totally unrealistic
Fun story, i talked to two people who worked at a convenience store in the Kingdom of An Tir (SCA medieval society, An Tir’s territory is WA, BC, northern ID, and OR, and in the past included AB and SK).
This convenience store was notorious for getting robbed in the evenings one or two times a month, so nobody wanted to work the night shift. The one fellow, he desperately needed a job, but he was also learning how to be a heavy fighter (sword & shield) in the SCA, so he had just finished a chainmail shirt, and asked if he could wear it under his uniform shirt, so long as it didn’t show. The manager was just happy that he had someone willing to work nights, and said yeah, sure, so long as it doesn’t show.
Guy starts working the night shifts, things are fine, he’s getting used to everything, then late one night, a guy in a hoodie comes in, and asks for a pack of cigarettes. Our guy turns to get the pack, and feels a thump on his back. Turning around, scowling, he demands, “Did you just hit me??”
Guy in the hoodie widens his eyes, goes ash-gray, and faints. Clerk can’t budge from behind the counter in case this is an attempt to distract and rob. But the guy remains out coold. Confused, our clerk calls the emergency services. EMTs come along and start checking out the patient, who is still out cold on the floor. While they’re doing that, one of them comes up to the counter and asks what happened, exactly.
Our man tells the EMT, “Well, he just came in, looked around, came up to the counter and asked for a specific pack of cigarettes, so I turned to get them–”
And he demonstrates by turning his back to the EMT, who suddenly starts shouting, “–Sir! Sir! Are you okay? Don’t move!”
Our man feels the EMT groping his upper back, and then the EMT asks,
“What the hell are you WEARING?”
“A chainmail shirt. I have to get used to the weight of it, so I wear it a lot. Why? Is something wrong?”
“You have a KNIFE in your back!”
“Uhh…no, I don’t? I mean, I don’t feel hurt? He only, like, punched me or something. There’s no knife back there–I mean, I’d KNOW if there was a knife back there, right?”
EMT grabs the knife and pushes on his shoulder, yanking it out. “THIS knife! I’m going to need to examine your back!”
So they manage to get him out of his uniform shirt and out of the hauberk and out of the linen shirt under it (because chainmail bites suck, plus it’s not nearly as fun as a Brazilian waxjob, because my SCA friend was hairy)…and it turns out he only had a very small scratch from the tip of the knife…which had gotten lodged in the riveted links.
…That was why the guy fainted. He’d stabbed the store clerk, who had turned around angrily, knife still lodged in his back.
Manager was so happy to have hired the guy, as that was the first time in like eight or nine months that the store hadn’t been successfully robbed.
Listen Daniel’s involvement with the Stargate program makes total sense but also it’s so funny to think about him being part of a field team. Like “hi we’re SG-1, arguably the most famous warriors in the galaxy. Our team consists of a war vet, an Air Force captain, a high ranking rebel of the people we’re fighting, oh and also we gave this archaeologist a gun.”
sad reality of the fanfic-to-published work economy is that the weirdest people are willing to do it. that’s why there’s now hundreds of shitty no plot cishet hate-to-love enemies-to-lovers books that are ex reylo fanfic. and it’s not even good. that’s because the people who wrote book-quality steve/bucky and kirk/spock fic are too normal to think to themselves “i should get this porn published”. they’re too busy working in local government offices
everyone I am happy to announce that the stevebucky fanfic author I had in mind while writing this post has officially reblogged it.
I love when the problem at hand doesn’t require the skills of everyone on the team, so even though it’s a dire situation they just have to entertain themselves. Like, in 5x1 Sam and Jacob are working to repair the spaceship:
And Jack and Daniel are just:
One of them brought that ball on a mission to space….
One of my favorite characters in Discworld (besides all of them) is Carrot. I think Pratchett was right to make Vimes the main character of the Guards books, but he does something with Carrot that you so rarely see. Carrot is simple, straight-forward, honest, and so fundamentally good it brings out the best in everyone around him. But Pratchett makes it clear that simple is not stupid, and good is not soft, nor is it perfect. He makes mistakes. He learns. He grows. And you eventually realize that the fact that you have a hard time picturing him being dangerous is why he’s so dangerous.
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