Just stubbed the absolute shit outta a few toes. In other news I'm dog sitting. It's raining outside and she didn't realize it, so when I took her out cause she kept whining to go out she instantly regretted it and peed as quickly as she could. I hope the rain stops soon cause she hates getting wet and I wanna be able to take her out to go potty properly.
Recent pic of Bella
She tends to be a bit of a space invader but I think we've made great progress on boundaries. She's currently in the living room after a bit of chase (well as much of it as I can in the house) which was fun. I've got food sat out, some fresh water, and I left the door to were she could watch out the screen door until I can take her out when its not raining (note: she doesn't like rain and we do not know why or else I'd take her out now).
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Hey do you think ya can explain Barnaby and his illusion smoke a bit? It seems really cool and I don't remember if ya talked about it in depth before
sure! this got a bit longer than i expected!
so i was thinking that Barnaby seems like more of a hands-off kinda guy when it comes to altercations. would rather sit back and make funny commentary! so if he Had to get involved, i imagine it would be from a distance and still in an Entertaining Way!
thus - illusion magic! for this au i've been picturing that he got his paws on some illusionary herb in his early teens. for making people laugh, you know! and help out with the farm - illusions could distract animals, convince them to move on to different pastures, calm the chickens for egg-collecting, etc!
Ms. Beagle didn't really approve, since smoking is harmful, but lucky for the both of them this particular plant doesn't deal as much damage when smoked as normal smoking materials would - like tobacco! something to do with the magic properties! so Barnaby mostly used it for chores (when his mama wasn't paying attention, ofc - it's still a bad habit in her eyes) and entertainment purposes.
how it works: on its own, it doesn't do much when burned. it's not like illusions will waft out of the pipe's bowl, or that sniffing it will give someone hallucinations. in order for it to work properly, the user has to inhale properly, form the Intent of what the illusion should be / look like / behave, then purposefully blow the smoke out with that thought firmly in mind. the reach of the smoke depends on the force of Intent, and the intensity depends on the amount inhaled. those that breathe it in / are surrounded by it will see hallucinations of whatever Barnaby - or whoever the user is - wants them to! it can be literally anything! whether or not the target is fooled depends entirely on the individual, but the herb is potent enough that most are convinced that what they "see" is real (auditory hallucinations only occur if the target breathes in the smoke)
upsides: this form of magic is great for distractions, cover, deescalation, and that kind of thing. if needed, Barnaby could stop a fight with one exhale! it's a pretty powerful trick! it also means that Barnaby has built up a tolerance to illusion magic over the years, so where most of the party would be tricked, Barnaby would be unfazed. the only one with total immunity to the form of magic is Wally!
downsides: if Barnaby uses too much in too short of a time, it will get to him. and since he breathes in the largest amount - undiluted at that - it can fuck him up! using it sparingly / using repeated small amounts doesn't do anything. the most it will do is make him feel slightly untethered, but he has an easy time ignoring it / shaking it off.
in mild cases of the magic getting to him, it's like a bad trip. his proprioception is messed with (basically he gets uncharacteristically clumsy & off-balance), he feels like he's falling, anxiety spikes, and his vision is just... off! there are blind spots (im talking actual blind spots, not spots of black), things are moving in ways that they shouldn't, he has mild auditory hallucinations. the others can help ground him by talking to him, touching him, and confirming what's real and what isn't.
in bad cases, it's like that but 10 times worse. on top of all of the previous symptoms being worsened, he gets extremely vivid hallucinations, and they're very often not fun! it's a simultaneous feeling of dying, going insane, and not knowing what the fuck is going on. Barnaby loses sense of where he is, who's where, what's happening. he can get lost in the hallucinations - he has no way to know that they aren't real. in these terrible trips, no one can really help him. they can't get through the hallucinations, and if they do, the magic morphs Barnaby's perception of them and they end up adding to the effects. honestly the best thing for him is to let him rest somewhere with as little sensory input as possible & leave him be until he starts to come down. physical contact does help, since Barnaby understands on an instinctive level that illusions can't touch him, but it doesn't help half as much as it does w/ the mild trips. and again, the presence of someone can make the hallucinations worse.
so! suffice to say! he doesn't like using the herb all that often, and it's why he Stays Out Of It unless absolutely needed. he has two pouches of the herb - one with the strong stuff, reserved for emergencies / one with just a tiny bit of it mixed in with Barnaby's own personal blend for recreational/everyday use. (he also has an emergency tobacco stash in his pack, but that's only for when he's completely out of his usual blend <3)
extra lil scribble that didn't make it into the lil doodle post... i broke his wrist...
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Working on some more Magwood’s Will and here’s what me trying to figure out Simon’s fire dog form has resulted in (I did not try too hard with the background-)
Also another bit of info for this Au, those cracks in his fur are only really dangerous right when he shifts or when he’s intentionally raising his body temperature (or unintentionally, like when he’s being threatened). Once enough heat is released they’re safe enough to touch and won’t set much on fire (still probably a good idea to keep a fire extinguisher nearby).
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So right now I'm taking care of my sister's dogs, because she and my brother in law are visiting his parents some 2.5k miles away, which is a bit far to pop back for walkies and meal times!
I love the silly beasts, so even tho they're difficult, I'm okay with this! But they are definitely Difficult. The most difficult at the moment is, of course, the oldest - a mastiff mix who has made it to almost fifteen years old, which is *quite* elderly for a mastiff! He's old and creaky and has bad eyesight, and is also exceedingly stupid. Sweet as anything, but so, so stupid. His brain is a sparkly rock.
He has a big, thick, very cushy (and pricey) dog bed that helps his joints, but he's got a talent for sliding off it butt first, so I keep having to lift his behind back on. His hips are definitely one of his worst achey parts, so they NEED to be on that bed. He's big (mastiff mix!), so that's tough, but it's doable, since I only have to lift about half the dog.
Which of course meant he needed to find a way to make it harder. Due to space and needing to be able to get around in my room (and him needing Proximity To Human to be happy), his bed is up against the legs of part of my desk, which is U-shaped. The legs of that part form a rectangle, with two bars running between the legs, one about an inch from the ground and the other a little over halfway up. This time, when he slid off, he managed to do so just right to send his butt and hind legs through that rectangle.
Bar above meant he couldn't stand up and walk back through, because it's way too low for his back. Bar below meant I couldn't just lift it off him. Likewise, pulling him forward was out, since his hind feet could get caught under the bar and hurt his legs. And of course sideways movement was impossible because of the legs of the desk.
I had to call my mom for help; in the end, she got behind the dog and positioned his feet above the bar, then lifted his butt while I yanked him forward. Freedom! And a backache for everyone involved, probably!
I have stuck a large plastic tub lid across the rectangle of the legs to stop him from repeating the trick. But don't worry, I'm sure he'll find something else to make me groan and ask him if he's trying to make this harder!
(I do love him. He's so very sweet! But also... sparkly rock brain. This is a dog who needs a ramp for the front steps, but tries to take shortcuts to the front door that involve stepping off the ramp into thin air. We have to hold his collar and guide him so he doesn't eat dirt on the bricks. Oh, dog.)
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Are We Locals Yet?
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If Magnus had a thought in his giant bowling ball head, he would say hi and would you like to feed him? He will do just about anything for chicken.
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