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Pole to Pole

AN: I’ve been planning this fic for absolutely ages and @the-slumberparty week three "Something New" writer challenge was just the prompt I needed. For my trope I have used ‘Love at first sight’ and  ‘major miscommunication’. Also, as this is my first time writing a firefighter AU and my first time writing Curtis, it also serves as my entry to my own Challenge Yourself Challenge. This story is set in the same universe as @sidepartskinnyjeans Sparks and Barks and reader was inspired by this tiktok channel (but my fic reader is race neutral)

Beta’d by the ever patient @yarnforbrains.

Dividers by @firefly-graphics and moodboard/banners by me. 

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Relationship: Firefighter Curtis Everett x Curvy! Female Reader

WC: 5.2k

CW: Angst! Miscommunication! Assumptions about what a fat person can do (fatphobia)!, mention of injured child (who recovers), Fluffy, hopeful, romcom style ending.

“Okay, guys! That’s it! Out!”

At the holler from Steve, Curtis closed the valves on the hydrant and started to uncouple the hoses that had been manned by Bucky, Nat, Jake and Nick. He also saw Sam out of the corner of his eye, talking to the EMT about the conditions in which they’d found the home-owner before the ambulance had turned up.

This job had been a run of the mill house fire. A timber framed building, an elderly home-owner, and a stove left unattended. Luckily the woman had managed to phone 911 herself and exit the property without much incident. It had been a straightforward call out, which Curtis was happy about; any job where everyone (including the animals) walked away without incident was a good one in his books.

He let out a grunt as he hefted the now rolled hose in his arms and placed it back in its designated home in the truck. Bucky appeared next to him, placing the other hose in beside the first.

“I think Cap is already on the phone to James about getting all the cats checked over. That’s if Mrs Jones can get them all rounded up.” He cast his eyes over to where the home-owner was trying to give the EMTs the slip so she could check on the six or more felines that were sitting, nonplussed, on the grass watching the proceedings.

Curtis let out a snort of amusement.

“What’s it like, having the boss-man dating your brother?”

“Weird as fuck, man. Cos like, if he knows about the freckle on Jimmy’s ass, then by extension he knows about the one on mine…”

“TMI, Buck. T -M - I.”

Ignoring the finger flipped at him by his team mate, Curtis swung up into the driver’s seat of the truck. He was glad it was almost the end of the day shift. He ached and was tired. He planned to hit the gym for a quick workout and then it would be home to his quiet apartment. Just the way he liked it.

Picking up his rough towel, Curtis swiped at the sweat on his brow before running it across his close cropped hair and then down his short beard. A hard workout was just what the doctor ordered, and so far, this new gym that had opened two blocks away from his apartment, was ticking all the boxes. All the latest equipment, ideally suited to people who wanted to keep themselves fit in the most efficient and economical way. That wasn’t to say that there weren’t some of what Curtis thought of as ‘frivolous’ or ‘lightweight’ options here as well. He supposed that to be viable the management had to cater to all types, but he wasn’t really sure what jazzercise or fitness pole were supposed to achieve.

When he’d seen the sign-up sheet for the latter it had caused him to let out an uncharacteristic chuckle. Fitness pole. A way to let bored housewives live out their stripper fantasies in a safe environment was all that was for, surely?

As he walked out of the main room and towards the changing rooms he passed one of the side studios. Peering in he realised that this is where the pole-fitness would be taking place. Several slim, chrome-shiny poles, with little ‘stages’ at their base were fitted between floor and ceiling. 

Despite his initial disdain, Curtis couldn’t contain his curiosity and dropped his water bottle and towel by the door before advancing into the room. The mirrors on the three walls were a bit off-putting in his opinion. He walked up to the pole at the front, the instructor’s one, he assumed, and grasped it with his hand. It was a good third slimmer than the station pole, and he wondered how it could bear any weight at all.

“Thinking of joining the class?” A lilting musical voice sounded from behind him, and made him jump - not an easy feat considering both his size and his occupation. Whipping round, Curtis saw who he thought must be one of the class students. She certainly didn’t look like any of the pole dancers he’d seen in his misspent youth. 

That wasn’t to say she wasn’t attractive. In fact, in his opinion, she was stunning. But she was in no way petite or svelte. The outfit she had on also left none of her curves to the imagination, firstly because it was tight, but secondly because there wasn’t a lot of it. Black spandex hugged her hips, stomach and breasts, leaving the entirety of her legs and arms free.

“I… umm…” Why had his mouth stopped working?

“You certainly look strong enough. I bet you’d find it a breeze.”

“Umm..gotta go…” 

Being the tall and often intimidating man that he was, Curtis had never considered that he’d be the type to scuttle out of somewhere, but once back home, in the thunderous silence of his apartment, he had to admit to himself that that’s what he’d done. Run away, blushing and tongue-tied. He couldn’t for the life of him work out why though. He was no green lad, wet behind the ears, and if he were being totally honest, he’d had more than his fair share of dalliances and romps. He’d even had a few relationships as well, but none that ever seemed to last, and when they had ended he hadn’t found himself to cut up about them being over.

He saw pretty women all the time, but none of them had ever turned him mute. Maybe it was because he was so tired? That must have been it. He continued to brood on and off as he ate his dinner for one, drank a beer and watched wild-fire documentaries on the tv.

“You alright, Curtis?”

“Huh?” Curtis lifted his head up at the sound of Val’s voice. 

The assistant chief walked over to him with her usual cocky swagger, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.

“It’s just if you try to polish that panel any more I think the red will come off.” She gesticulated with her slim finger towards where Curtis had a cleaning rag in a death grip, pressed against the side of his truck. He followed her gaze to find that the red metal now gleamed under his distracted ministrations. Looking back up he saw the massive grin on her face as she leaned nonchalantly against the firetruck.

“So, are you alright? It’s just normally you’re out-grumping Nick and out-scowling Bucky, but today you’re just staring into space like you got something on your mind.”

“Nah, ‘s’nothin’. Just tired. Stuck in a rut, maybe?” He shrugged, but was taken aback slightly when Val stood straight and placed her hand on his shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. She was all business now, her assistant chief game-face in place.

“Well, as long as that’s all it is. I need my best driver at the top of his game.” 

Curtis gave her a brief nod before she walked back to her office. What was wrong with him? He’d been in a funk for several days, since his visit to the gym and his interaction with Curved and Dangerous. He hadn’t even seen the instructor and the rest of the class arrive given how fast he’d excused himself. In his mind’s eye, he’d been imagining peeling the black spandex off of her, exposing the luscious skin underneath, and feasting on her. He’d only heard her voice briefly but he couldn’t get it out of his head. He imagined how she’d sound as she came. Came under his touch.

Fuck!

He hadn’t been this infatuated in someone since junior high and his hormones had been a steamrolling mess. He couldn’t even remember that girl’s name now. Lisa? Lizzy?

He was pulled out of his thoughts by the alarm siren going off. Pulling up his suspender straps he jumped up into the cab of the truck as the others came sliding down the pole. The juxtaposition between what he’d just been thinking about and watching his fully clad team mates gripping the pole between their thighs was suddenly too much, and he let out a guffaw. 

As Nat slid into the seat next to him she gave him a confused look.

“What you laughing at, Ice Man?”

He smiled and shook his head.

“Nothin’, Nat. Nothin’. Let’s get this show on the road.” Turning his head over his right shoulder, he shouted into the back. “Buckle up, losers. I’m hitting the gas.”

Why was he back here? Back at this time? He could easily have come for a workout any other day or at any other time today. But no, he had to be here the same time the pole-fitness was going on. At a time that would mean that he’d finish his normal routine of reps and exercises at the right moment to walk past the studio mid-class.

Curtis supposed he could do a few extra reps and cooldown stretches. Delay his exit.

He should. Because otherwise he’d feel like a creep. Which is why, twenty minutes later, he hadn’t done any of that and found himself walking towards the studio on his way to the changing room,hyper aware of how hard his heart was beating in his chest. He tried to snap himself out of it. Convince himself that his stupid crush would disappear as soon as he saw her inelegantly trying to hook her leg around the pole. Not that he wished her harm, but if she fell flat then it would just prove to his dick brain that she was just a normal, regular human and not some ethereal creature brought to life.

Unfortunately for the burly fireman, the universe decided to fuck with him.

He came to a halt outside the glass wall and peered in at the group of mostly women (he was sure he saw a couple of skinny, muscular guys at the end of a row). His eyes travelled from the back of the class to the front trying to spot her. All the attendees were standing behind their poles, looking towards the front where the instructor…

He froze. 

His heart stopped in his chest. 

Curtis.exe malfunctioned. 

Because there she was. At the front, demonstrating to the class. Upside down, shapely thighs and calves wrapped around the pole, spinning slowly. He gawped. Mouth open, eyes wide and… shit!

He moved suddenly, as fast as he could manage, toward the changing room and the blessedly cold shower he urgently needed.

He was getting on his own nerves now. He was fine alone. Always had been and always would be. And seriously, he’d barely spoken to the woman and seen her only twice, but thoughts of her filled nearly every waking moment. He’d never believed in love at first sight, and he wasn’t going to start now.

 “Curtis!” He snapped out of it with the bark from Steve and turned toward his Captain.

“Take over for Sam! Bucky’s coming out with someone, and EMTs are still 5 minutes out.” With a curt nod, he jogged over from the hydrant to where Sam was tackling the blaze on the south-east corner of the building, taking hold of the high pressure hose and digging his heels in to absorb the recoil, allowing the team medic to rush over towards their team-mate who had just cleared the doorway, a small body over his shoulder. 

When Sam reached him, Bucky carefully placed the inert child on the grass and started to assist Sam with the CPR.  Curtis kept one eye on them whilst trying to keep his portion of the blaze under control. He hated call-outs where there were kids involved. 

Bucky and Sam were still working on their charge when the ambulance turned up, all sirens and lights. The EMTs took over,and everyone breathed a sigh of relief when there was a small cheer and a load of coughing. Curtis let go of some of the anxiety he hadn’t realised he’d been holding and turned his attention fully back to the fire. 

Pounding stuff was good.

Jab. Jab. Uppercut.

He’d foregone his usual workout routine today, needing stress relief after the near miss at the fire earlier on. The crew all had their own ways of dealing with days like this, and punching sandbags was his.

“I’m glad that’s a sandbag you’re punching and not a person.”  As soon as the voice reached his ears, Curtis’ body went on high alert. 

Her.

He heard the click-click of the heels of her shoes across the floor as she came closer, and he tried to maintain his composure and his rhythm. She appeared in his field of vision from the side, dropped her bag to the floor and went and stood behind the sandbag, steadying it with her hands.

“I thought it only fair that I come watch you after you were watching me the other day. You seem awfully fascinated with the poles.”

Curtis raised his head to look at her fully and tried to steel his face into a neutral expression, all the while his brain was short-circuiting due to her close presence. God, her eyes. He could get lost in those eyes and never worry about returning home.

“I… umm… use them everyday. Well, one. Umm…” For fuck’s sake. He stopped and took a deep breath, trying to ignore the twinkle in her eyes as she watched him flounder. Pulling off his gloves, he swiped his sweaty hand down his gym shorts and thrust it out in front of him.

“Curtis Everitt, New York Fire Department, Brooklyn Station House. At your service.”

She took hold of his proffered hand in her own smaller one and smiled as she shook it, chuckled and gave her own name.

“That explains an awful lot. So it was professional curiosity that led you into my studio the first time? And the second time? Before you ran away like someone had set your ass on fire? ‘Cause it seemed to me that you liked something you saw.” She waggled her eyebrows in amusement, and God - Curtis didn’t know whether he should just run away in embarrassment or kiss the knowing smirk off her face. In the end he chose a third option.

“Yeah, um, sorry about that. For some reason I didn’t expect you to be the instructor.” He felt the flush creeping up the back of his neck and rubbed at it, as though trying to erase the pink hue suffusing his skin.

Her expression soured, and Curtis’ heart sank. “Mmm-hmm. I wonder why? I get that a lot. No-one expects this,” she grabbed a handful of her flesh through her leotard and jiggled it, “to swing around a pole with grace and talent. Well, now I know the reason for your stares, I’ll say my good-byes and not bother you any longer.”

She turned, dejected and Curtis was filled with a sense of panic. His hand flew out and snagged her wrist, stopping her in her tracks.

“Wait, please. That didn’t come out right. Well… okay, it was right when I said I didn’t expect you to be the instructor, and yes it was because of your size, and I’m ashamed that I thought that. But I… well…I think you’re stunning. And when I saw you, you know, doing your thing, my mind was blown and…”

She was looking at him, still unimpressed, but not making any further move to leave, which gave him a flicker of hope to salvage the situation.

“Look, I’m not expressing myself properly. I was surprised, yes, but like I said, you’re gorgeous and I didn’t expect to be so… so enamoured…”

“Why? ‘Cause I’m fat and you don’t normally like fat women. Or is there something about me that allows you to ‘overlook’ the extra pounds?”  This time she did pull her hand free.

Fuck fuck fuck.

“Goodbye, Curtis. See you around.”

She turned and walked out without a backwards glance, the sound of her heels in time with the thudding of Curtis’ heart.

If the others at the station house thought that Curtis had been acting strangely before, it was nothing to how he was acting now. And the worst part was, he knew it, but he couldn’t get out of the funk. He clattered around, grumpier than usual and snapping at the others. It therefore didn’t come as much of a surprise to him when he was called into Steve’s office.

“Sit. Talk.” Steve gesticulated with his pen, and his tone prevented any disagreement. With a sigh, Curtis threw himself into the chair opposite the large wooden desk. He stared at the grooves on its well weathered surface, his thoughts swirling as he tried to work out what to say to his commanding officer. Unfortunately for him, Steve wasn’t in a patient mood. 

“You do realise that in order to talk you have to open your mouth and let words come out? Even without Val coming and telling me something was eating you, it was obvious. You’ve gone from more quiet and sullen than usual to crankier than usual. So, come on, man, spit it out for Christ’s sake.”

Curtis took a deep breath. “It’s personal, sir. But I’m sorry my mood has been affecting the team. I’ll do my best to make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

It was Steve’s turn to sigh. He closed the document folder in front of him and leant back in his chair.

“Don’t shut me out, Curtis. I might be your boss, but I’d like to think we were friends too. I’ve never seen you like this, in all the years I’ve known you, so I know it’s something big. Spill.”

Curtis could feel the blush rising up his neck. Fuck, he was warm and uncomfortable. All this ‘feelings’ bullshit was new to him. He was hard and tough. Not to say Steve wasn’t, but the Captain had always had a softness to him too. A pureness. And since he’d started dating James, it had only got more pronounced. And Curtis wasn’t like that. 

Didn’t think he could ever be like that. It just wasn’t him. 

For a moment he’d thought he could have it; a relationship that had meaning. If it had been with her. But he’d royally fucked up.

“I made my girl feel bad. That’s what’s up.” His admission came out as a soft growl.

Steve’s eyes widened.

“You, gotta girl? Like a girlfriend, girl? Mr. “Thank you, next” has a girlfriend?”

“Hey! Don’t say it like that. Although, she wasn’t my girl. Not really. But I think I wanted her - no, want her to be. But it freaked me out, and I couldn’t say what I meant and what I did say insulted her. And I don’t know how to make it right, or whether she will even look at me again.”

Steve swiped his hand over his eyes in disbelief. 

“Well, I can’t help you there, bud. You’ll have to work out what you can do to make it up to her by yourself. And she might not accept it, and then you’ll have to accept that. It’s hard, man, this love thing, but I can tell you, it’s worth it. Have hope. What would get her attention long enough that you can say your piece? Think on it. But not when you’re working. Now scram. I got paperwork to finish and you’ve got a truck to maintain.”

Curtis pushed back his chair, the legs scrapping loudly on the concrete floor before nodding brusquely at his Captain and making his way to the door. His hand had just gripped the doorknob when Steve’s voice sounded again, making him stop.

“And Curtis… Good luck. I’m rooting for you. You deserve a bit of happiness.” 

The corners of his mouth twitched, an unusual occurrence.  “Thanks, Steve.”

Confidence renewed, Curtis just had to come up with a plan. As he used the leg press machine, and tried not to throw sideways glances towards the door of the gym room, wishing he could see through it to the studio beyond, he ran through different options in his head. Unfortunately, as soon as he had an idea, he discounted it. Too cheesy, not classy enough, too frivolous. There was something wrong with all of them.

He glanced up toward the clock on the wall. He’d come a little later tonight, and should be finished after the pole fitness class finished. The digital display confirmed that the studio should be emptying about now, leaving it clear in about 5 minutes. He pushed down the metal plate under his feet twice more, before letting it come back into place, the weights letting out a clang as he did so.

Curtis stood, wiped down the machine and then himself before striding towards the double doors. His pace slowed when he reached the studio as his nerves tried to get the better of him. He peered around the door and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was empty. Yes, he wanted to see her again, but he needed to know what he was going to do first. For now, he just wanted to feel some kind of connection. 

As he walked up to the pole at the front of the studio, he studied it as if it might reveal its secrets. He reached his hand out and slid it up the smooth surface. Was he imagining that the metal still held some of the warmth from her skin? He couldn’t believe that he’d been so stupid - made that ridiculous assumption of her abilities, based on stereotypes and social conditioning. He knew better than that. He’d never judged a woman’s intelligence or professional abilities due her size, so why had he judged her physicality? It wasn’t as though he was some small, delicate flower, and he knew how powerful and flexible he was…

It was as though a lightbulb had come on over his head, like in the cartoons he’d watched as a child. That was it! He knew what he needed to do. Hopefully, she’d be so dumbstruck by his display, that he’d have the chance to get his words out. But he’d have a lot of planning and practise to do.

Turning on his heel, Curtis practically jogged out of the gym, a grin splitting his usually stoic facade. This was going to work. He was sure of it.

Curtis spent the whole walk home on his phone, researching. As soon as he got inside his apartment he went straight to his tool box, intent on finding his tape measure to make sure his plan was feasible. He may or may not have let out a small ‘whoop’ of excitement upon discovering it was. Straight back to his phone, he ordered the item he needed, having decided upon the best retailer during his research. He’d even paid extra for priority shipping, but the 2-3 day wait was still going to feel like too long. However, there was other stuff he could do in the meantime like watching tutorial videos and shuffling his furniture around.

“Hey, Curtis, my man! How’re ya doin’? You gotta smile there!” 

Curtis couldn’t hold back the little chuckle that escaped him as he breezed in past Jake and Mickey where they were leaning on the reception desk, joking with the sweet girl who kept them all on track.. Normally the goofy pair got on his nerves, but he was in a good mood, full of confidence. His plan was coming together; his delivery had come and been installed, and he was making progress with the help of various videos. 

“It’s a good day, Jake!” He smiled at the bleach blonde computing nerd and then gave a sideways nod to his somewhat frivolous bestie. “Mickey. Stay outta trouble guys. See you in the break room later on.” He then turned his attention to the station house sweetheart. “And don’t let these two give you any sass. Tell ‘em to fuck off if they get too annoying.” Her eyes went wide at the thought of talking back to the two flirtatious men and telling them to go about their day. Curtis chuckled again, gave her a wink and made his way through to the garage.

A week later and his confidence was a bit more shaky. Alright, a lot more. Because now it was crunch time. He once again felt like a creep, hanging outside the studio, but this time he’d deliberately hung back so he couldn’t see through the windows, although close enough that he could see when all the class were leaving. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, psyching himself up. When he heard the creak of the door hinges and the wall of sound that escaped as the class walked out, he opened his eyes. It was now or never. 

Stepping forwards he held the door for them, marvelling properly at the different range of folk who’d been taking part. Different ages, races, sizes and genders. It made him feel stupid all over again.

As the last one walked out, a leggy brunette who gave him a coy smile, he walked into the studio and closed the door behind him.

“Ummm. Hi.”  His voice echoed slightly in the near empty room. He saw her stiffen for a moment, before she turned, a neutral expression on her face.

“How can I help you, Curtis?”

“Look, I was hoping that I could apologise to you again. And try to explain myself better.”

She crossed her arms in front of her, cocked her hip and raised an eyebrow.

“You think you can do that without digging yourself a bigger hole? And this better be good. I don’t have the time, or the energy, to deal with fuck-bois who think they are doing me a favour by deigning to be interested in me, despite my size.”

The emphasis she put on the word made him wince, but she hadn’t told him fuck off, so he took a step closer, although still mindful of her personal space.

“Firstly, I want to say I’m sorry again about being surprised you were the instructor. It was stupid and narrow-minded of me. I thought I was better than that, and I should be better than that. And that’s a me problem. Something I have to work on. But I really hope that you’re able to accept my apology.”

She didn’t relax her pose, but her lips twitched minutely.

“You said that was ‘firstly’. What’s ‘secondly’?”

“The second thing is about how I expressed my attraction to you. When I said I didn’t expect to be so enamoured that had nothing to do with how you look and everything to do with me and my history, or lack thereof, of relationships. I didn’t expect to feel the way that I feel, because I’ve never felt that way. I’ve never had a relationship last longer than a few months, and it was always me ending them because I was bored, and obviously not feeling what I thought I should be feeling.” He stopped, running back over what he’d just said in his head. “There’s a lot of feelings in this…”

She cracked a smile at that, and Curtis felt lifted.

“What I’m trying to say is that there is something special about you, about who you are, that for some reason makes me sit up, and notice, and want things I’ve never wanted before. And it has nothing to do with your size. You could be a size 2 or a size 22, or anything, and I’d still think you the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I’d still want to see your face every day and want to make you smile. The thought that I’d hurt you with what I said last time, with my inability to articulate my thoughts… well it messed me up, and all I’ve been trying to do is find a way to say sorry and show you that, despite how few interactions we’ve had, I think you’re special.”

Was that a softening of her posture he saw? He had to hope so.

“You got something to show me, Hot Stuff? What is it? Better not be your dong though.”

“What? No!” 

That’s when she laughed, and as she did, her face lit up. Curtis’ heart surged, despite the embarrassment he was feeling.

“Oh! Your face, Curtis! I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it. Okay, okay. What is it you wanna show me?”

He smiled back and walked towards her, only to cause confusion to cross her face when he actually passed her. He stopped by her pole and looked it up and down. He toed off his sneakers and whipped his gym shirt off over his head.

“Erm…what are you doing?” 

Curtis looked back over his shoulder “At best? Impressing you a bit. At worst? Making you laugh. Either way, I hope it works out well for me.”

Curtis took his phone out of his shorts pocket, tapped the screen to start up some music, grabbed her bottle of dusting powder and tapped some onto his hands before he took hold of the pole in his right hand. Lifting his right leg, he went into a back arch, then bent further into a backbend. He flashed her an upside down wink before standing, sashaying around the pole to face her, and doing a back slide down the pole. He slid back up, and still holding the pole he dropped his body weight and moved around it, building momentum until he grasped it with his left hand too, going into a carousel spin. He continued to spin and grind against the pole in time to the music and he watched as she brought her hands up to her face, but didn’t stop watching, and continued to smile and giggle.

He danced and glided, swinging up into a fireman spin, before coming back down to terra firma, on his knees in front of her and bending back on himself into a knee bridge, one hand on top of his head and his firm chest and abs on display. He was breathing hard, and smiled up at her hopefully. That had been far more exhilarating than he thought it would have been.

“Alright, Magic Mike. I had a hunch that you’d be good at this, but color me impressed.”

Curtis sat up on his knees.

“Impressed enough to maybe give me a second chance and let me take you out on a date?”

“Yes, you goober. Now get off the floor.” She extended her hand and Curtis took hold, allowing her to help him to his feet. “One condition though; you join my class. Your forward spin was a bit sloppy. Oh! And please tell me that you practised at work…”

Curtis grinned, the flush of exertion hiding the flush of embarrassment. “Might have just done a little bit when no one was around…” She threw back her head and laughed.

“I’d have paid good money to see that.”

“If I play my cards right with you, then maybe you will…”

“Maybe, indeed. And Curtis… never doubt me again.”

“Never.”

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I was perusing this sign today while waiting for the traffic light. 路基改善 sounds all well and good, but what exactly is 孔蓋調降?

First off, it turns out there are different kinds of 孔, 人孔 and 手孔:

「中華電信臉書粉專「HiNet光世代」曾說明，道路上的孔蓋有方形也有圓形，兩者之間差別在於，方型叫做「手孔蓋」，圓型的才叫做人孔蓋。 手孔蓋比較淺，主要是讓線路能夠擺放，但人下不去；至於人孔蓋則比較深，可以讓工程師下去維修。」

As for 孔蓋調降, this handy video reveals all (with soothing music and subtitled, slow narration, no construction noise):

Basically they lower the manhole (or handhole) by 20 cm and then cover it up with a metal plate and asphalt, because otherwise there are too many accidents caused by people either driving over them or swerving to avoid them, especially in the rain. 平整度 píngzhěng dù / flatness 飆高 biāo gāo / surge, skyrocket 銑鋪 xiǎn pù / to smooth over a road surface. As I was looking this up I came across a video of a reporter by a traffic sign interviewing embarrassed locals baffled by 銑, if you've ever wanted to see native speakers trying to figure out how to pronounce an unfamiliar 字) 消防栓 xiāofáng shuān / fire hydrant 水閥 shuǐ fá / water valve 寬頻 kuānpín / broadband 垂直 chuízhí / perpendicular (or vertical) 水平 shuǐpíng / horizontal 瀝青 lìqīng / asphalt 分層 fēn céng / to laminate 夯實 hāngshí / to tamp down

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TMNT TO ME: TMNT 2012 Raw Thrills Arcade Game

This TMNT TO ME is brought to you by @purplekoop, who inspired and encouraged me to make this by asking about what it is, and why I care about it.

The plot is fairly simple. April has been kidnapped by the Foot Clan. (Important note for later: April fights back from being kidnapped, she takes out a few foot soldiers). It's up to the turtles to save her.

We'll go over the rest of the voice cast later, but just know that Seth Green, Sean Astin, Rob Paulsen, and Greg Cipes all reprise their roles. Also, Mikey serves as the announcer. He basically does all the "next level" and "high score" voicelines one expects in an arcade game.

There are three levels to play through: The Sewers, NYC Streets, TCRI. Each level works the same: fight bad guys until a big turtle hand tells you to keep going forward. At the end and halfway point of each level is a boss.

Now let's get onto the gameplay.

Combat

Combat is rather simple. You have an attack button, a jump button, and a joystick for movement.

The big green button is for Turtle Power. It's a super move that clears out all enemies on screen and deals massive damage to bosses. It has to be charged through either beating up enemies or collecting little turtle power power-ups.

There are other items at play too. There's a smoke bomb that stuns every enemy on screen. A cooler that contains Ice Cream Kitty, who bounces from enemy to enemy defeating each one. There's summons. Grabbing this power-up causes either Leatherhead or Metalhead to show up and destroy all enemies on screen. A staple for TMNT games is Pizza serving as health, it's no different here. Finally, there's the shell spin power-up. This basically serves as Superstar from Mario. Your turtle flips on their back and starts spinning, becoming invincible and able to destroy any enemy they come in contact with.

Now, there is one more power-up in the game. But it deserves it's own little section. The last power up is shurikens. They kinda suck. It replaces your regular attack with a ranged attack. This sounds nice. But the reality is that most of your regular attacks cover a wide area around you, which is good because you're often swarmed by enemies. However, the shurikens limit your attack radius to directly in front of you, which often leads you to getting ganged up on. The shurikens are also super difficult to aim with, it's hard to be directly facing an enemy from so far away. The worse part is that once you pick up the shurikens you're stuck with them until you exhaust all ten. You have to use all your shurikens before you can attack normally, there's no dropping or unequipping, you have to hurry and use them all. They're only really good during boss fights as bosses are easier to hit, which is why you usually get some during bossfights. Still, they do appear in regular parts of the level.

There's also plenty of environmental hazards to use against your enemies. Pipes and fire hydrants can be attacked to have their valves fly off and smack enemies. Explosive barrels can be set off around enemies. Trash cans, canisters, and explosive boxes can be thrown at enemies. Enemies can be hit by subway cars and cars. Speaking of enemies.

Enemies

What's a beat-em-up without enemies? We've got MOUSERS (I love MOUSERS). Both a normal grey/white/silver version and a blue version. Both MOUSERS will latch onto the turtles and force you to shake the joystick to shake them off. The blue MOUSERS have a sonar attack of some sort.

There's tons of Foot soldiers. The purple ones can only melee. I don't know what makes the black ones unique as they also only melee. The yellow ones throw shurikens. The red ones throw explosives. The orange ones rush from off screen to stab you. I'll talk about the blue Foot soldiers later.

There's also The Kraang to deal with. Kraangdroids with purple suits can only melee. Kraangdroids with black suits are able to melee or shoot. Naked Kraangdroids and jelly Kraangdroids (Kraangdroids with that blue covering) are able to shoot at you. We will talk about Kraangdroids with blue suits later. There's also Kraang flying around in their little pods. (Note: Nolan North voices all the Kraangdroids of course.)

Lastly, there are Squirrelanoids. Yes, Squirrelanoids. They try to hit you and throw up on you. Pretty nasty stuff.

Now, let's talk about the blue. I hate the blue Foot soldiers and blue suit Kraangdroids. Both of these enemies wield a large laser gun. It's fucking undodgeable. No matter what you do, you will be hit by the beam and take a ton of damage. It's such bullshit.

Now, that we're done with the low lives, let's tackle the big bads.

Bosses

A little forewarning. I'm pretty sure the intended way to fight the bosses is by beating up the constantly summoned enemies in order to generate turtle power, then unleashing that turtle power on the boss. Directly attacking the boss is discouraged as they often quickly swat you away. However, I usually just ignored the smaller enemies and attacked the bosses head on, which is probably why I died so much. Still, I did find out that you can bait out the swat by hitting the boss twice and running away.

The first boss of "The Sewers" is Chrome Dome. He just has the stereotypical evil robot voice with stereotypical evil robot voicelines. Also he uses the Elite Foot-Bot model instead of the actual Chrome Dome model from the show. But in all fairness, the models are pretty similar. His attacks include: A laser eye beam that functions identically to the bullshit large laser guns, a plasma whip attack that you can’t dodge, a jump slam that you can easily jump over, flying into you, and hitting you with a plasma sword.

The final boss of “The Sewers” is Baxter Stockman. You fight him in Splinter’s dojo of all places. Phil LaMarr reprises his role. Baxter Stockman has what appears to be a modified Kraang blaster. His attacks include: a little flying spin, throwing up right in front of him, throwing up in a long straight line, and shooting at you.

The first boss of "NYC Streets" is Bebop. J.B. Smoove didn't come back to reprise his role. Bebop is instead voiced by Arif Kitchen. The replacement isn't bad, but it is noticeable. Bebop's attacks include: hip blasts, a hip blast cluster where five blasts come out at the same time, and his iconic mohawk attack. Bebop can still turn invisible, and in fact even uses this to become temporarily unattackable.

The final boss of "NYC Streets" is Rocksteady. Fred Tatasciore reprises his role. Rocksteady's attacks include: rhino charge that you can't dodge, flamethrower attack that is completely random to dodge, and a jump slam.

The first boss of "TCRI" is Krang (1987). Pat Fraley reprises his role. Krang's attacks include: a jump slam, missiles that rain down, and a bullshit eye laser attack.

The final boss of "TCRI" is Kraang Subprime. Gilbert Gottfried reprises his role. Kraang Subprime attacks include: a spin attack, firing a missile, a jump slam, and a bullshit eye laser attack.

Ending

The final level "Shredder's Lair" is unlocked after beating the three previous levels. It's a gauntlet contained to one room. You have to fight off waves of Foot-Bots and MOUSERS. You also have rematches against Bebop, Rocksteady, Chrome Dome, and Baxter Stockman.

Once you re-defeat the previous bosses, Shredder steps down from his throne (which he was previously insulting and taunting you from). Kevin Michael Richardson reprises his role. Shredder attacks include: a kick that summons a blast of white energy that flies at you, a smokebomb teleport, a jump slam, and a charge that launches you across the room, along with a few slashes of course.

Once you beat Shredder, you get the absolute prize that is the ending cutscene. The turtles free April from Shredder's dungeon. (Note: April does not have any lines, so Mae Whitman did not reprise her role.) April then proceeds to... I think the pictures speak for themselves.

The gang celebrates with pizza. All is well.

And now I have a confession to make about a previous statement in my post about my journey to play the game.

I didn't actually beat Shredder.

My playthrough was a solo run as Donatello at first. However, since this is a public arcade, eventually other people joined me. I spent the first three levels playing by myself. However, soon after I started "Shredder's Lair", a little boy joined as Leonardo. Shortly after the little boy joined, a little girl joined as Raphael. Their help was greatly appreciated, for they helped me deal with the swarms of enemies faster and deal more damage to the bosses. However, the little boy got the last hit on Shredder. Meaning that I technically only helped beat Shredder. I guess the canon ending of Leo defeating Shredder always triumphs. Although, technically the cutscenes imply that April defeated Shredder, so who's to say what really happened.

Thank you all for reading. If you want to see gameplay footage of the arcade game, I suggest the Review & Full-play video by Arcade Heroes on youtube. It's where I got most of the pictures used in this post.

Next time will definitely be about the fan boards.

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A Burst of Strength

Jamie ran down the side-walk, his jacket whipping behind him in the wind. He couldn't believe he was about to miss the bus. Again.

He burst around the corner, and slammed into the familiar fire hydrant. It started spraying, just as he had expected it to. It had a leaky valve, and he always managed to hit it the wrong way. He didn't bother listening to the neighbors cursing as he hurried along, his destination just ahead of him. He was going to make it. He had to. He couldn't be late this time. Not again.

He rounded another corner, and jerked to a halt. Not again, he thought with a groan. In front of him stood three bullies, the same three dudes who always dunked him in the dumpster before hopping on the bus, leaving him stinky and sweaty, unable to change until he reached his emergency clothes in his locker, which was marked up with rude comments like "Loserboy," and "Hydrantslammer". He didn't want to put up with this again. Not today.

"Looky, Riley, its loserboy." smirked one of the bullies, nudging the kid standing next to him.

"Yeah, hydrant wrecker, cotcha red-handed ruining the side-walk with your wet presence." laughed Riley with a wicked grin.

Jamie backed up like he always did. He could calculate every move that these guys would make. First they would taunt him. Then they would hall him manually to the dumpster down the next corner, a block from the bus stop, and ceremoniously sling him head-first into the banana peals.

He really didn't want to put up with this today. He was going to present in science class this afternoon, a project he had been working on every since school started a couple months ago. He had wisely left his project at school, locked up safely in the science lab. He knew what would happen if he tried to bring it home.

Jamie watched the bullies getting ready to pounce on him. He chose to ignore their rude comments, and focus on getting past them. He didn't wanna have to change into something mediocre when he presented his project. Apart from his brown jacket, he was wearing a nice grey shirt and khaki shorts. They were a little wet from the fire hydrant, but he was certain they would dry by the time he got to school. He stared at the space behind the bullies, trying to figure out how to pass them.

"Hey, foggy brains!' shouted one of the bullies. "You gotta problem or something?" The boy began advancing on Jamie. The other two followed suit. Jamie's mind worked quickly. He was a fast runner, one of the fastest on the school track team. If he could evasively maneuver these guys, he could make it to the bus without casualties. He tensed his muscles as the boys drew closer, waiting for the right time to spring. When they were a foot away, he decided to make his move.

He ducked past them, laughing inside at the shocked looks on their faces. He ran as fast as he could down the sidewalk, the cries of the enraged bullies behind him. He ran, knowing they would pursue him, He could already hear the pounding of sneakers on the side-walk behind him.

Suddenly, a rough hand grabbed the collar of his shirt. He was spun around, and found himself staring into the red face of Riley, glowering at him through missing teeth.

"You gotta problem, loserboy," he growled. Jamie tensed, waiting for the punch that would surely ruin the side of his face for his presentation. He just couldn't believe this was happening today. Today, on all the days of the year, when he wanted most to impress Miss Manson, his science teacher, and a graduate of a pristine masters school for science and psychology. He needed to go to that school someday, so he could achieve great things. He needed to impress Miss Manson, so she would put in a good word for him.

He really needed to look good for this afternoon. He didn't need a second-rate bully pushing him around. He wasn't going to let him. Not today.

A new resolve rose up in Jamie that he had never felt before. Somehow, he needed to stop what was about to happen. For whatever reason, he decided to punch Riley in the face instead. He could never understand afterwards what had caused him to make this decision. But what happened as a result changed his life forever.

He raised his fist, and punched Riley right in the nose. Riley flew back onto the side-walk ten feet away. He landed square on his rear, his face white with shock. The other bullies, who had just arrived on the scene, looked at Jamie like he were the stuff of nightmares.

Jamie looked down at his hand, amazed. How had he managed to punch so hard? He had never seen anything like what he had just done. This didn't make any sense. He had never done weight training. The only training he had ever done was for track, and that was mostly leg training.

He didn't pause long enough to fully contemplate what had just happened. He could hear the bus pulling up just at the end of the block. He turned, and ran towards it with all his might, leaving the bullies behind him. He didn't care right now if he could punch Riley ten feet without even trying. He just needed to get to class, and get the recognition he deserved.

(This is a snippet of a little story I'm writing on the fly called "Trident Fire." It's fun to play with words, and watch how they flow. I'm excited to see where this story will go, and how it will evolve.)

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This is a Post Indicator Valve (PIV). It indicates the status of the fire hydrant main. In this case it is open. April 2024. Photo by the green buck

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Once again, apologies for the muse's fire hydrant. Tumblr has become a pressure valve I have been using to keep this BS from overwhelming my actual everyday life. Feel free to unfollow or even block if I become too much. I promise that if the madness is aimed at any particular individual, they will know about it.

pov: that one mutual woke up

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Fire Hydrant Testing & Dry Riser Servicing: Ensuring Fire Safety Standards

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The Importance of Fire Hydrant Testing

Fire hydrants are a vital component of any firefighting strategy. These systems provide quick and efficient access to water for firefighters, ensuring a timely response to fire incidents. Regular fire hydrant testing ensures:

Water Pressure Reliability: Consistent pressure is crucial for effective firefighting.

Operational Readiness: Identifying faults like leaks or blockages before they escalate into major issues.

Legal Compliance: Meeting local fire safety regulations and standards.

Testing involves inspecting components like valves, hoses, and connections, ensuring they function optimally under pressure.

What is Dry Riser Servicing?

Dry risers are vertical pipes installed in high-rise buildings to provide water to firefighting equipment on each floor. Unlike fire hydrants, dry risers need external water sources connected by firefighters during emergencies. Regular servicing includes:

Pressure Testing: Ensuring the system can handle high-pressure water without leaks.

Valve and Inlet Checks: Ensuring all connections are secure and operational.

Debris Removal: Clearing obstructions that might impede water flow.

Neglected systems can fail during critical moments, which is why annual servicing is a necessity for safety compliance and functionality.

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Understanding Water Network Systems: The Backbone of Urban Infrastructure

Water is an essential resource for all forms of life, and effective management of this precious commodity is critical for any community. Water network systems are the backbone of urban infrastructure, responsible for the distribution of clean water and the management of wastewater. In this blog, we will explore the key components of water network systems, their significance, challenges, and future innovations that promise to enhance their efficiency and reliability.

What Are Water Network Systems?

Water network systems refer to the intricate framework of pipelines, pumps, valves, storage tanks, and treatment facilities that work together to deliver potable water to consumers and manage wastewater. These systems ensure that water is sourced, treated, and distributed efficiently while also collecting and treating wastewater to minimize environmental impact.

Key Components of Water Network Systems

Water Sources: The foundation of any water network system is its sources, which can include rivers, lakes, reservoirs, and groundwater. These sources are evaluated for quality and capacity to ensure they can meet the community’s water demands.

Treatment Facilities: Before water can be distributed, it must be treated to remove contaminants and pathogens. Treatment facilities utilize various processes, including coagulation, filtration, and disinfection, to ensure the water meets health and safety standards.

Distribution Network: Once treated, water is transported through a network of pipes to reach homes, businesses, and public facilities. This network includes mains, service lines, and hydrants, designed to maintain pressure and flow rates suitable for consumption.

Storage Facilities: Water storage tanks play a crucial role in balancing supply and demand. These facilities store treated water for periods of high consumption, ensuring a consistent supply and providing reserve capacity during emergencies.

Wastewater Management: An integral part of water network systems is the collection and treatment of wastewater. This includes the sewer system, which transports sewage to treatment plants where contaminants are removed before the water is released back into the environment or reused.

Importance of Water Network Systems

Public Health: Access to clean, safe drinking water is fundamental for public health. Water network systems help prevent waterborne diseases by ensuring that contaminants are removed and that water is delivered safely.

Economic Development: Reliable water supply is vital for economic activities, including agriculture, manufacturing, and tourism. Water network systems support these industries by providing the necessary resources for their operations.

Environmental Protection: Properly managed water network systems minimize the environmental impact of wastewater. By treating and reusing wastewater, these systems protect natural water bodies from pollution and support sustainable water management practices.

Resilience: Effective water network systems enhance community resilience to climate change and natural disasters. By ensuring reliable water supply and wastewater management, these systems help communities adapt to varying environmental conditions.

Challenges Facing Water Network Systems

Despite their importance, water network systems face several challenges:

Aging Infrastructure: Many water systems are built on aging infrastructure that requires significant investment for repairs and upgrades. Leaks and breaks in old pipes can lead to water loss and contamination risks.

Water Scarcity: Increasing demand for water, coupled with climate change and pollution, puts pressure on existing water sources. Sustainable management practices are essential to address these challenges.

Funding and Investment: Securing adequate funding for the maintenance and improvement of water network systems is often a challenge for municipalities. Investment is crucial for modernizing infrastructure and ensuring long-term sustainability.

Regulatory Compliance: Water network systems must comply with stringent regulations regarding water quality and safety. Adapting to changing regulations requires ongoing monitoring and management efforts.

The Future of Water Network Systems

The future of Water network systems is being shaped by technological advancements and innovative practices. Smart water technologies, including IoT sensors and data analytics, enable real-time monitoring of water quality and infrastructure conditions. These technologies help identify leaks, optimize flow rates, and enhance overall efficiency.

Moreover, decentralized water systems are gaining traction. These systems can provide localized solutions for water supply and treatment, reducing the burden on centralized facilities and allowing communities to adapt to their specific needs.

Conclusion

Water network systems are vital for ensuring the availability of clean water and the effective management of wastewater. As communities face growing challenges related to water scarcity, aging infrastructure, and regulatory compliance, the need for innovation and investment in these systems becomes increasingly important. By embracing new technologies and sustainable practices, we can enhance the resilience and efficiency of water network systems, ensuring that future generations have access to this essential resource. Together, we can build a sustainable water future that prioritizes public health, economic development, and environmental stewardship.