#like lanolin from sheep?? i have no idea

[3liza]

one time a vegan (?) sent me a three paragraph screed via the problem glyphs inbox for being an insane animal butcher because I posted about using a Korean facemask that had "horse oil" as an ingredient

[askror]

Alright that's it, the lot of y'all need a day off! Mandatory vacation day starts now, what's the game plan?

"But I c-"

Lanolin's vision filled entirely with the face of Director Jewel's, the normally sunny-demeanored beetle looking dead serious for a change.

"No can'ts. No buts. You have three-hundred-fifty-two hours of paid leave saved up. Tangle and Whisper have already agreed. Kit has already agreed. You. Are. Taking. A. Day. Off."

The way Jewel's wide eyes wobbled and flickered as they stare into her own like twin abysses instilled a deep and primal terror in the sheep, who was immediately twitching and shifting nervously as she started to nod: "O-Okay. Okay! I'll go! Just, I don't know what I'm going to be doing yet, so." Like a switch had been flipped, Jewel's demeanor changes entirely back to the easygoing little office lady, beaming at Lanolin: "Oh, that's already been decided." Lanolin, cautiously: "It, uh... it has?" "You guys are going to have a beach episode!"

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Emerald Coast was generally pretty placid as far as beaches go. A relatively gentle, easygoing tide rocked Tangle the Lemur as she floated on her back, adrift just a little off of shore. Lanolin watched her, terribly sweaty. The heat of beaches didn't really sit well with Lanolin. Too much wool, plus unrestrained sun and hot sand, plus the coastline humidity? She'd tied most of it up and back even more than usual, and traded out her very functional clothes for a two piece swimsuit that she'd bought a couple years back and never had any real reason to use, and even then she was feeling the heat. But she had to admit, the place was gorgeous. The water was so blue! "Why are you two being so boring? The water's nice and relaxing today!" Tangle called out to her from a distance. It was the... Sixth? Time she'd done so since Whisper wandered off to go find them some chili dogs, and left the hyperactive girl without a playmate. "I'll come out there in a bit, Tangle. Lemme stretch out and relax a little!" She called, finally giving in to the demand but putting it off just a little longer. Water and wool didn't mix well, but she'd worry about that later. She glanced over to her side at Kit, who had of course not responded. The fennec was dealing with the heat admirably in comparison to her; he looked entirely at home lying on a beach towel in those baggy swim trunks she'd bought him on the way here, hands behind his head with cool shades over his eyes (She had no idea where he'd gotten those, to be fair). "Sure you don't want to go out there and play?" "I don't really like swimming. " Although it was the usual turning down of fun and excitement, he didn't sound dull or unhappy. Actually, he sounded remarkably relaxed. Like he belonged by the sea. She could tell he liked it despite his attempts to the contrary. Maybe he was just hot-natured? She could only imagine how miserable staying in Winterburg must have been for him. She was about to interrogate him further, but Tangle interrupted her with another call.

"If y'all don't wanna come out in the water... I'm gonna bring the water to you!" The lemur had gotten out of the water far enough to be standing not far from them. It was close enough for Lanolin to see what she was doing and react with horror as she watched the lemur shift her thick tail to rest beside her and then PUSH! The sproingly appendage raked across the surface of the water and then burst out of it, and with it came an enormous mass of sea water in a huge crescent, directly at them. "TANGLE, YOU-!" She put her hands up, but the inevitable drenching never came. After a few seconds she closed her eyes, and they widened with surprise: the huge splash had turned into a big globe, hovering in midair above them. Kit had one of his arms extended, still completely neutral-faced in those sunglasses as he drew lazy patterns in the air with his fingers. Inevitably, that giant mass of water began to levitate towards the awestruck lemur now standing on the shoreline watching it with her mouth open. "Ah! K-Kit! Buddy, old pal! Can't we talk about this?" She stammered, slowly beginning to take step backwards as the huge mass followed her. "No talking. Now is Lemur Destruction Time," he said with a yawn. Tangle began to sprint down the beach away from them, wailing, her impending doom hovering behind her faster and faster. "Food's here. I'll, um. Hold onto Tangle's for now." A quiet voice came from behind them. Lanolin and Kit turned to find a familiar wolf in a sporty blue swimsuit behind them, smiling with a small platter of chili dogs. Somewhere off in the distance, there was a massive splash sound and a vocalization that sounded something like "blrrrrghbblglglglbl".

"Thank you," Lanolin said with a little smile, accepting a veggie dog and an Icee from the wolf. She handed over a teriyaki-jalapeno dog to Kit not long after, the fennec immediately beginning to dig in. Neither of them mentioned the strange faces he was making as he was eating it, as they understood why he got it well enough.

The day would proceed rather swimmingly; and not just because more swimming followed once they finally got Tangle toweled off! Food by the beach, a stop at the arcade where Kit blew them all away clearing Golden Axe with a single credit, some shopping in Station Square... All in all, a very relaxing day. You need one of those now and then, or you'll start going crazy.

[fictiongirl11]

So I had a really funny idea in the middle of my Calc 2 final. Why are the bishops so terrified of sheep? Because you are not the first one and the last one was a MENACE.

In my head cannon for an AU that is due to backstory I don't feel like typing out, Narinder prefers to keep his cult small and manageable, the bare minimum to stay running while he manages the after life almost obsessively. Some of the stuff he's saying about experiments within his domain are...concerning. That and he's a hermit who barely engages with anyone outside his siblings. The other bishops chat and decide they need to find out more, mostly to try to help him. So they grab a scholar from Shamura's ranks, a sheep ,and present them as a consort (maybe he'll enjoy the lanolin and chill out??)/ helper but also a spy under the table.

Jokes on them though, the sheep (who I've named Merrodi) has got ambition and they are TIRED of the disrespect for being small and fluffy. They straight up tell Narinder they're supposed to be a spy but are willing to cut a deal. They'll tell the other bishops some random, harmless narrative IF they can be allowed to fix his disaster of a cult. Narinder, who doesn't care either way was like, "Sure, knock yourself out just don't bother me over stupid stuff," and gives them his blessing and some warrior training. Within a year the other bishops are off his back, he's gaining more power than ever and stuff is getting done. He's pleased with this servant, the whole, 'let them at the problem and wait' is working out spectacularly and they only consult him for stuff that matters. It's a fabulous business partnership and he eventually names Merrodi his Witness, more out of convenience than anything else, so they can now pull rank on his siblings' followers and come with him to meetings and take notes and stuff and mock people behind their backs afterwards.

They are the greatest secretary to ever secretary and Narinder really doesn't want to have to replace them when they die so he creates the skull necklaces to buy him some time till he perfects the golden skull necklace. Unfortunately, this sparks more concern from his siblings *coughShamuracough* and they're no longer taking Merrodi's word for stuff. Confrontation time. As we know, it goes poorly. Both Narinder and Merrodi read the writing on the wall nearly too late but while Narinder is fighting the bishops, Merrodi is evacuating the temple and then, once the fight is over and the bishops are recovering, attempts to finish them off by bringing the upper parts of the temple down on them. Hence, why it's completely destroyed in game.

The bishops live but so does Merrodi as the highest ranking and most powerful follower of death who then organizes the rest of the cult into a resistance that is terrifyingly effective at causing mayhem and inconveniences for the bishops with their long lifetimes and passing down of skull necklaces. Eventually though it's just Merrodi left who's gone a bit crazy and proceeds to massacre cultists, blow up shrines and even the bishop's temples if they aren't careful enough to keep them out. Between recovering from their injuries and this tiny menace who's made it their immortal life's mission to make their lives miserable for killing their friend/boss the Old Faith ain't doin too hot. After about 5-6 hundred years they finally manage to kill the darn sheep for good (they had a propensity for faking their death only to pop up again later) and relax only for two hundred years later to receive the prophecy about a sheep being the one to free Narinder and PANIC because the fluffy menace might be out there somewhere, hiding, waiting. And if it's not them, it'll be another one. So, they all gotta go.

And when another fluffy little sheep with a grudge and a talent for violence shows up at Death's door, he's more than willing to make another deal. Unfortunately, this one isn't quite so willing to lay down their life.

[samobservessonic]

Idea: multiverse nonsense happens and any of the comics can crossover with each other, what characters would you like to see interact with each other?

I know I kinda already asked this before, I just like hearing about interesting character interactions

I'm just incredibly boring and want to see Whispangle, Sallicole and TekAmy all hang out together as the trinity of Sonic Comic wlws...! But also, I feel like Whisper the Wolf in general is such a versatile character who I could see in any other Sonic media. Archie/SatAM? Make her part of the Wolf Pack who went off to defend them in her own way, easy! Fleetway? She could be in the Flock! Imagine how cool it'd be if the Flock had this one wolf member amongst the rest of the sheep, but like... maybe Whisper could be Sab's protégé?? By contrast, imagine having Lanolin the Sheep be someone who was in the Flock, but grew frustrated with their methods and left? That'd have lots of story potential between Whisper & Lanolin right there I feel like I say this every time, but I also think that Tekno the Canary would be easy to put in any other Sonic world. If it was IDW Sonic, just have her as Amy's genius bestie during an Amy solo arc Also, this one feels too easy, but I want Fleetway Super Sonic and Surge the Tenrec to be chaotic BFFs who try to destroy Sonic together. Their plot line could be that Surge hates when he powers down, so tries to get more chao energy to bring him back. While Ebony is like "Dammit, better stop this crazy girl from bothering Super again..." I'm always happy to answer this question btw. I think there's loads of potential there :D

[elijaheldridge]

lanolin the sheep reunited Ellie the sheep

lanolin the sheep: You were inside the Restoration HQ base chatting with one of your fellow restoration members Lanolin the Sheep. "So I guess since there's no missions for us to do currently we can just chat. She said.

ellie the sheep: you look just like me lanolin

lanolin the sheep: "You're joking, right? We don't look alike at all! I have curly brown hair and white ears while you're bald and your ears are pointy. Plus, I'm much more attractive than you.

ellie the sheep: its me Ellie the sheep

lanolin the sheep:(stunned) Ellie? You're Ellie the Sheep?

ellie the sheep: yes

lanolin the sheep:(shocked) I-I can't believe it! You're my long-lost sister! I thought you were dead!

ellie the sheep: it was a long time ago before you escape you see. I was held hostage by dr eggman and those evil robotic machines inside the Laboratory try to collect one of my fluff as a my own DND to find a information about HQ hideouts and your whereabouts and then you and the other restoration members tried to save me from a horrific operation before the egg factory was about to exploded I sacrifice my heroic honour and myself to save all captured members and you

lanolin the sheep: Tears well up in my eyes as I remember that day. I had no idea you were being held captive all this time. I'm so sorry that I couldn't save you sooner. But I'm so glad that you're safe now. I promise that I'll never let anything happen to you again. (hug Ellie tightly)

ellie the sheep: I'm still a bit shaken up from what happened to my fellow sheep companions, but I'm ready to do what's right and protect you and the other members.

lanolin the sheep:(squeeze Ellie even tighter I know you are. We'll stick together from now on and make sure no one else gets hurt. But first, we need to find out who was behind this whole thing. Do you have any idea who could be responsible for all of this?

[sinfulzones]

Jewel buzzed her wings and handed Lanolin a shoebox, because she wasn't gonna carry panties around the whole base out in the open! She was brighter then that. " These masked goons idea of a joke is getting to be a handful... i'm pretty sure they stole these from you... "

The beetle sighed, this was more embarrassing for Lanolin then her she guessed.

" Perhaps we need some kind of new Security detail... or perhaps some of repellent..."

"Great, now we're at the point when I can't even tell if their messing with me or telling the truth." Lanolin would take the shoebox. "At this point I don't think I can be embarrassed anymore than they already have." The sheep had honestly just accepted her fate as getting to leave wasn't working since only more popped up.

"At this point I'm tempted to let Surge off the leash and start letting her beat them senseless." Lanolin felt rather ashamed to admitting she was willing to let Surge physically hurt people, though it felt like it would be her only option at this point.

[ghostbox-nostalgia]

Some more miscellaneous facts before bed:

•Eden has a tooth gap cause I think they're cute

•Both Narinder and Eden have fake public laughs that sound suitably noble and fancy, but they're real laughs are more obnoxious. Narinder has a wheeze that slowly goes silent the longer he goes. Eden cackles and snorts a bit

•Narinders more chirpy than most think he is, he just does it quietly. Usually when acknowledging someone's presence or when confused (the prrp sound that cats make for those confused)

•the technology in tgoe is more advanced than what's in the game but not by that much. Printing press type shit ya know?

•less a fact and more something I've been pondering. On one hand making Narinder quite chaste when it comes to swearing and nudity so that there's a more visual building of trust is fun and all but at the same time I quite enjoy when people make him simply Not Give A Fuck about anything. Idk what I'm gonna do with that but food for thought

•Eden was born and raised in a massive underground catacomb beneath the old temple of death. The sheepfolk figured that if there was gonna be one among them who would free TOWW then they might as well be near by. The entrance to it is behind a hidden door within Narinders personal vault beneath his statue in the courtyard. The catacombs go down about 10 floors deep and have entrances and passages going all throughout the lands of the old faith

•Narinder does not know that there were sheep underneath his temple, nor that his predecessor passed the information of the vaults entrance to them

•his predecessor was a sheep only known as The Bellwether, god of peaceful death and dreams. They willingly relinquished the crown when they saw that the rest of the gods were being hunted and killed. Narinder isn't aware that there was anyone before him

•Edens surname is Alder

•Narinder doesn't remember his surname, but he does remember his mother (to a degree)

•I enjoy when people make narinder a well read man so he will be receiving the same courtesy from me :]

•the lead singer in the cults main band is also the gunsmith

•there's a charm that the inner circle of disciples trade amongst themselves that allows for low level mind reading on weaker willed creatures (ie. most followers) that was crafted with the combined efforts of Eden and Chemech. It is usually in Mamers possession so he may deal with dissenters

•Narinder has a golden skull necklace purely because Eden thought it'd be funny. It's often used as an improvised weapon (aka eden said something and pissed him off so now they get a skull to the head)

•I've been playing with the idea that the oil that eden uses to anoint disciples is lanolin but I'm not sure how they would accomplish that really

•the cult is big on freedom. Dissenters are simply told to leave if they are not content and are sent off with the necessary supplies to ensure that they will survive, cultists are by and large allowed to speak freely as long as it doesn't cause harm to someone, and so on. They aren't really allowed to leave freely unless they are deemed capable of defending themselves by either Azalea, Mamer, Narinder, or Eden

And last but not least:

•Aym and Baal are biologically related to Narinder but not in a father and sons way, and the relation is quite distant

Anyway hoped you liked my ramblings. I'm not a writer by any means so this is probably how you guys will learn most of the lore

I bid you adieu o7

[princerevelucide]

I LOVE your monster collecting sheep idea! Can you tell us MORE about it? Like is there a Pokemon Gym/League-type situation? Or badges? Or st6arters, or Legendaries, or anything like that?

thank you very much!!! the pokemon inspiration kind of begins and ends at the idea of collecting a bunch of magical sheep and raising some of them for battle, and maybe finding some ‘shinies’ too.

the focus of the game is some cute little sheep farming stuff, caring for them and shearing them and selling the wool, so on, but instead of buying new kinds of magic sheep (on this island that’s illegal!), you leave your farm and explore the island with at least one little companion sheep for protection, roaming the land and either battling hostile sheep or befriending timid/friendly ones, bringing home any you gain the trust of and caring for them back at your farm.

some sheep would be raised for high quality and useful wool - being magic, they sometimes either have magic properties in their wool (always warm, helps put you to sleep, etc.) or is just unconventional for a sheep to grow from their body (cotton candy, bubbles, steel wool, etc.) and you harvest and sell it to keep buying food and more room and such for your little eepies, and maybe learn how to also harvest their unique lanolin as well. but they would all also have field abilities and such useful for roaming, so some might be better raised and trained to be a strong or useful companion for journeys out into the wild when looking for new sheep or uncovering the legend of the Golden Fleece, the island’s patron deity sheep.

(also, some sheep are rarely born albino, whose wool sells for a little more than an average sheep, and even rarer they’re born melanistic, whose wool sells for a lot more!)

there are no gym battles or anything of the sort, just a home base farm and a sprawling dungeon crawler type overworld to explore, a little bit like how cult of the lamb works with the cult village vs. the roguelike dungeon. you could have a small team of companions all out at once following you as you walk around the wilderness and discover things and befriend new sheep, while meeting a few other people along the way or finding little secrets.

i call my idea Marlila Island, the name of the sheepy island in question as well. i’d really like to make it someday!!!!

[supportivecircle]

what does lanolin do in your refugee au?

If I recall from what I read in SonicFanSince2022's The Refugees of Mobius (its not my fanfic btw for anyone wondering I don't want to get across the wrong idea here), Lanolin was mentioned as existing and feeding or petting an earth sheep at the town faire or something. They also mentioned earlier in the story a sheep that sleeps with a knife under her pillow, which I assume is also her. I don't really have an "AU" for the fanfiction so to speak, I just drew that one comic for a goof, but I like to think she adapted to life on Earth eventually. Maybe she became a tailor. Maybe she also married a nice mobian lad named Taylor, who wasn't a tailor and instead worked in finances or architecture. He's a border collie. Likes Lanolin and her fluffy hair. Here's the two of them together awkwardly as they are photographed just being a couple that exists in the background and now have the spotlight shone on them.

Aren't they sweet? Anyway, thanks for the ask and the follow.

[kamenrideryeets]

Alright.

I will be the first to say it: we're not going to win.

The transfem Metal supporters have shit tons of Neo screencaps and even some propaganda edits stored up. They're backed by tens of times more content than the Lanolin niche is. The first arc of IDW is nothing but a stream of constant Neo swag, while Lanolin has to fight for panel-time in her still-ongoing proper debut arc.

We gender sheep enjoyers are a coughing baby fighting a hydrogen bomb.

HOWEVER.

I WILL THROW IN MY TWO CENTS. OR RATHER, MY HUNDRED DOLLARS.

GET READY FOR IMAGE SPAM.

REASONS LANOLIN DESERVES TO BE SONIC TRANSFEM SWAG CHAMPION:

ONE: Lanolin's existence upgraded Whispangle, an already extremely T4T ship, into a polycule.

TWO: She is equally emotionally damaged as everyone else in IDW, and we didn't even know it. All of her character interactions showcase an empty shell done with the world.

This is a face that has Seen The Horrors.

THREE: The cutesy little cowbell she wears IS A WEAPON. A DEADLY ONE.

Not only can it shoot sonic blasts...

IT CAN TURN INTO A GODDAMN HAMMER. A REGULAR-SIZED, COMICALLY SMALL HAMMER THAT LANOLIN STILL CAN AND WILL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF SOMEONE WITH.

WOULD A CIS PERSON USE A WEAPON THIS RIDICULOUS YET AWESOME?

FOUR: SONIC acted fruity with her at first sight. That DOES NOT HAPPEN, Sonic DOES NOT DO THAT, unless your T-swag is through the roof.

FIVE: Lanolin is targeted for her identity - by her supposed #1 partner! As these Discord snippets (and ANY facial expressions she makes in the comic to be honest) make clear, MAGGIE IS, IN FACT, NOT TOO FOND OF TRANS (or gay) PEOPLE:

WORKPLACE DISCRIMINATION! LANOLIN DESERVES BETTER!

SIX: Lanolin and (Neo) Metal are DATING. Courtesy of @transgendershadowthehedgehog, the crackship has just infected its first host and is spreading like wildfire as I speak. Here is a piece from Nate's server, by @transgender-battlekukku:

Obviously, Metal knows that without our support, her girlfriend doesn't stand a chance. Metal has had this in the bag for several rounds, but wants her love to be happy (Lanolin needs some happiness in her life.) So voting for Lanolin is actually what Neo Metal Sonic would want you to do.

And yes, Lanolin is dating Metal IN ADDITION TO Tangle and Whisper. And Breezie too, as @whisper-and-tangle can attest!

(Also can I mention that after Sonic got flirty with Lanolin in their first interaction, the idea of Metal cucking him makes the ship 10 times funnier)

And finally, SEVEN, the ultimate power, it worked twice and it will work again, THE POST IN THE HISTORY OF MY BLOG:

She got horns, and she a no-horns-on-girls-breed. And that's because we said so.

And with that... I have exhausted all the T4T Lanolin power I could.

As of present, I know I alone cannot possibly push her to victory, not when the dedicated Neo Metal Girlboss fandom stands together and I stand alone.

But in this coming week, with the reveal of Metolin and Metal's endorsement of her T4T GF, I can see a light. The same cyan-and-magenta light that got Lanolin here to the finals, that let her defeat Blaze, Sally, the lesbian cat from Fleetway, Barry, and the Conductor's Wife.

In no other Sonic tournament would Lanolin have ever gotten this far. Through our swag, we have guided the PTSD sheep to the finals, where she faces an opponent far beyond any of the surprise victories she scored thus far.

An opponent who, as discussed, is rooting for her to beat her.

But in spite of that cheering, Lanolin and me alone cannot leave an impact - not when a million more wonderfully edited Neo propaganda images will be in this post's notes by tomorrow morning.

And if it's not enough, then that's fine! They're a couple, and whoever loses will be very happy for her GF and just have to be the one to pay for the Transfem Queen Cake (baked with estrogen.)

But with all of this effort, this collaboration, as this Davie-versus-Goliathia battle of the swag begins...

I leave it to the rest of you, my mutuals, everyone who liked and reblogged the original This Sheep is Trans post...

TO FIGHT TO THE LAST ESTROGEN CELL!

LANOLIN THE SWEEP!!!

TRANSFEM SWAG FINALE

[lightsandfire]

27 & 28 -11-2023, part three:

I took about 400 grams of the fleece to do a test spin with, I took this from either the neck or the butt area (no idea which side haha).

I filled a large bucket/tub thing with cold water (25 liters?) and soaked the fleece overnight. I put the bucket in the shed to protect it from snow and animals, but also to protect my house from the smell.

Fleece has a lot of dirt, lanolin and suint in it. Suint is dried sweat from the sheep. It is soluble in cold water and acts as a natural soap (it contains potassium salts and soapy organic acids). When soaking the fleece in cold water over night, it dissolves and acts as a cleansing agent, removing dirt and some of the lanolin. This method does not work for very dirty or greasy fleeces, then it might be better to scour with soap. If you want to dye the fiber, you will also want to remove more (if not all) the lanolin. I will check if this soak was enough for my preferences after the wool dries. Otherwise, I will scour it with dishwashing soap. (Waltin, 2019 & McCune, 2022)

In the summer, I would like to experiment with fermenting a piece of fleece. This method also uses the suint to clean the fleece, only you let it ferment for a week or longer. (This smells a lot though, so I'll have to convince my parents hah)

After the fleece soaked overnight, I rinsed it twice with cold water (letting it soak +-10 minutes each time) and squeezed as much of the water out as possible. Then I spread it out on a drying rack. It is currently drying, I expect it to take 2-3 days to dry fully. This should be in time for me to card it in the weekend.

While it looks cleaner than the unwashed fleece, it is not as clean as the scoured wool (which I forgot to take better pictures of...). While spinning I will decide which way I find nicer, in the grease or not. I will then wash/scour the rest of the fleece accordingly.

This wool I want to use for some test spins and swatches, to find out the following:

Combine with alpaca or not

2 or 3 ply (If 2 ply, 100% wool or 50/50 wool/alpaca; if 3 ply, chain ply or 3 wool or with 2 wool 1 alpaca)

Spinning thickness (needle 10, thick but drapey fabirc)

Possibly only adding alpaca in the cuffs and neck? (to lessen the itchiness)

Thanks for following along!

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(Waltin, J. (2019, June 15). Washing fleece. Josefin Waltin Spinner. Retrieved November 28, 2023, from https://waltin.se/josefinwaltinspinner/washing-fleece/)

(McCune, K. (2022, July 10). How Do You Wash Wool In A Suint Bath? Woolmaven.com. Retrieved November 28, 2023, from https://woolmaven.com/673/how-do-you-wash-wool-in-a-suint-bath/)

[askror]

Jade Lanolin opens the door to her office only to find herself to a more or less identical office, except it's clearly not hers...and behind the desk sits a younger Lanolin with a small fennec fox off to the side.

"Oh...it's one of these again." Jadolin sighed as she caught a look at the literal mountain of paperwork the younger sheep was dealing with. "And Maggie thought I was bad...she'd have a hissy fit if she saw this. You need some help?"

In that featureless, blank-walled little office, a beleaguered Lanolin looked up to see...

"Kit, I think it's finally happening," she rumbled dully, "I need you to-"

"Y-You're not having a caffeine stroke. I see her too." Kit said, looking at the... very different Lanolin ahead of her. The pair just gawked at her in disbelief. Jadolin sighed, scratching the side of her head just below one wooly poof as she realized this wasn't going to get anywhere without her assistance. The older sheep settled on letting herself in and nestling herself between Lanolin and Kit.

"Let's see..." She pulled a bundle of paper closer to her and plucked a pen from the cup in the center of the desk with impressive precision, speeding over the block letter forms and reports. Yes, she'd been talked out of being a complete office work addict in her world, but no one could truly banish the sheer clerical power of a Lanolin from her entirely, regardless of the world. "Expenditure reports... Replacing a vending machine that Knuckles punched in half... 'Priestess Consortium targets train'? That's a new name."

Her eyes flicked to the side, and she realized that the smaller version of herself was currently alternating between looking at one of her muscular biceps in awe and then flexing her own, with results that paled in comparison. She blushed awkwardly: "Look, it's not that wild. I used to work on a farm."

"So did I," the younger Lanolin quirked an eyebrow, "But I was driving the tractor, not pulling the plow with my shoulders."

"It also helps to get out instead of sitting in a chair doing paperwork half of every day," Jadolin said, giving her a slightly sharper glance.

"Yes, well..." That wasn't happening anytime soon, of course. So the younger Lan decided to change the subject, "Are you going to ever actually tell us where you're from?" She tried to quash her own blush of embarrassment over being noticed in comparing physiques by grabing a bundle for herself to start crossing t's and dotting i's.

"Another dimension," Jadolin shrugged casually. "Sometimes the veil thins, and things push through where they shouldn't be. It's usually a very temporary thing, so I'm assuming when I walk back out the door, I'll end up back where I'm supposed to ."

"Wait, that's real?" Kit said, gasping. "Then... The extradimensional UFO theory is true? Ultraterrestrials are real?"

Both sheep stared at him dumbly.

It was his turn to blush, entirely over his nerdout being met with confusion: "...T-The idea that 'alien sightings' are actually just beings from another dimension temporarily crossing into ours?"

"Um, no. Aliens are real," Jadolin said with a frown.

"Yeah. They attacked the whole world a few years back before Shadow drove them off." Lanolin confirmed.

"Oh." Kit slumped. Boring.

The paperwork train continued at full speed for awhile, the uniform white stack slowly but surely thinning between the three of them. Jadolin had to admit... It was kind of fun. Not only working with someone of similar talent, but being allowed this vice without Maggie around to lecture her. The little alien had been right; she absolutely had a problem with carrying all of this work on her back. But dipping into good, hard paperwork in isolation like this felt a little like slipping into a warm bath. Eventually, she was the one who broke the silence out of curiosity: "So... Another dimension, like I mentioned, but why do you bring Kit along to do this here? I don't think I could pay him to sit still for this long in my world. Wouldn't you rather be with Surge?"

It had been an honest question; mainly because Kit seemed fairly unenthused at what they were doing. It was nothing compared to the shadow that passed over both of their faces after she spoke, however. Lanolin reacted as though she'd been struck, shutting one eye and frowning deeply. Kit, meanwhile, seemed to almost instantly recede into shadow, going very still with his head down.

"...She's no longer with us," was what Lanolin finally said. The older sheep winced at realizing she had put a foot in her mouth, but also received a similar dose of sadness that began to clutch at her heart. She was a different Lanolin. She knew a different Surge and Kit. And yet all the same, imagining that loud boisterous tenrec who had come so far from her darkest moments being gone. No, more than that; imagining a different outcome to that story, where they had to explain that to Sang-mi. Imagining that tall girl just... Wilt.

"I'm sorry," she finally offered softly. Lanolin gave a grim nod. Kit, however, very slowly looked up at her. The expression on his face was a strange and twisted thing. Not happy. Not sad. She didn't know how to describe it other than slightly unhinged.

"Is she still there? In your world?" The stare could have burnt a hole through her. She hadn't seen Kit in this sort of state for a very long time; even when "the doctor was loud," he didn't turn into this strange creature anymore. A construct. Mechanical hope crashing into organic hopelessness to create a very mild sort of madness.

"She is. She's very different now." She knew exactly what he was going to ask next; if he could come with her. The younger Lanolin seemed to be able to guess this too, her eyes looking as though she had not been losing sleep so much as never having it. She had to fix this. "And so are you. You're there too."

Kit changed, on a dime; that intense programming-born need for his singular objective seeming to drain from him as he realized it would only make sense that if there was a tenrec, so too was there a fennec. Jadolin continued, "It was a long and hard road, but you made it work. And you're a lot happier now, even if you have some off days now and then."

A long stretch of silence. And then, finally, the fennec looked down at the paper he had been working on: "I see." And that was that, just as she knew it would be. No matter what the world, Kit was a good boy at his heart. And a smart one, too; he knew he couldn't just leave this world and supplant another version of himself. Not one who had seen so many of the same struggles he had.

The paperwork continued until the "IN" basket had been utterly cleared, the "OUT" basket now a veritable tower of pen-scrawled paper. Jadolin let out a little sigh, Lanolin doing the same, both of them falling back into the exact same routine of leaning back in their chair and looking up at the ceiling in satisfaction in supernatural union.

"Thank you for all your help, um... Buff me," Lanolin said. The older version of herself regarded her with a polite nod and a smile brighter than this version of herself could ever hope to achieve. At least at the moment.

"No problem. You two take the day off and go... Have fun or something. I better get back to my own... Well, everything." She pushed herself out of the chair, stretching an arm over her head, her shirt riding up and giving a glimpse of those washboard abs. Both Lanolin and Kit looked down at their own stomachs in disbelief; how the hell did she manage that?

Jadolin made her way to the door, hand going down to the knob, but she paused for a moment; Maggie would kill her if she just left at this point. So, one last time, she looked over her shoulder: "I know this probably sounds weird coming out of a mouth that looks so much like yours, but... Getting lost in work? It's not really self-care. It's just a distraction. And when the distraction's gone, the bad stuff will always be there. And if this world's anything like mine? There's a lot of people who will be able to help you."

She opened the door and headed through. And then, she was gone.

[little-homestead-in-the-suburbs]

Using tomorrow's spring storm to test a raw wool process idea. Using rain to do an initial pre-wash of some raw fleeces.

Fleece A is mixed grey-brown with locks 3-4" and gorgeous crimp. I have it set up on my pcv quilting stand between two layers of black deer netting. I think this one will turn out the nicest.

Fleece B is an unknown white wool, possibly from a sheep that missed a shearing as the locks are 6-9" long a very open fluffy wool but absolutely coated in old lanolin. There is also definitely some felting on the cut ends and a break in the wool about 3" from the cut ends. It is laid out on two plastic dog pen panels on top of some scrap wood with the same deer netting staked down over the top. If this wool ends up usable I will likely use it for my first dyeing experiments.

[universalzones]

Belle wondered if everyone else could keep their calm when returning to base. Lanolin did have a bit more control on this end since she was physically here, though was sure it'd be harder to properly control them from the other side of GUN's check point. The tinkerer did take noticed to the sheep's expression. "I think it's a good idea. I mean, now GUN will have to worry about being hit from two sides so hopefully it'll make them far less likely to attack us."

"Though it's hard to say for sure as from what I know about GUN they seem pretty all over the place when it comes to things." Belle honestly thought GUN was a complete mess in any situation, though this time they seemed far more organized. The tinkerer could only assume it was because of this mysterious commander which made her wonder just who they were and what they wanted.

"Though maybe we should focus on catching up with Sonic and Surge. I don't like doubting Sonic, though if we're all at the check point it should help him better keep his cool seeing as he wouldn't do anything to endanger anyone." Belle had no doubt Sonic was fine putting his own life in danger, though he always put others above himself. The tinkerer did feel using this logic against him rather dirty.

"I shall, though let us hope the commander doesn't attempt to undermine that choice. I shall leave you to focus on the situation down there." Blaze would stop the connection and then flag the airship to talk to the commander once more. With any luck hopefully the feline could now put some pressure back on him.

One of the Mother Wisp's eyes would look at Maggie, growing softer sensing her worry for her friend so would speak to her directly. "✋︎⧫︎ ♓︎⬧︎ □︎🙵♋︎⍓︎ ●︎♓︎⧫︎⧫︎●︎♏︎ □︎■︎♏︎📪︎ ♑︎□︎ ♍︎♒︎♏︎♍︎🙵 □︎■︎ ⍓︎□︎◆︎❒︎ ♐︎❒︎♓︎♏︎■︎♎︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ ♒︎♏︎●︎◻︎ ♒︎♏︎❒︎ ♌︎♏︎ ♋︎⧫︎ ♏︎♋︎⬧︎♏︎📬︎ ✋︎ ⬧︎♒︎♋︎●︎●︎ 🙵♏︎♏︎◻︎ ❍︎⍓︎ □︎⬥︎■︎ ♋︎■︎■︎□︎⍓︎♋︎■︎♍︎♏︎ ◆︎■︎♎︎♏︎❒︎ ♍︎□︎■︎⧫︎❒︎□︎●︎📪︎ ⍓︎♏︎⧫︎ ♎︎□︎ ⧫︎♏︎●︎●︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎❍︎ ✋︎ ⬧︎♒︎♋︎●︎●︎ ♋︎⧫︎⧫︎♋︎♍︎🙵 ♓︎♐︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎⍓︎ ♋︎⧫︎⧫︎♋︎♍︎🙵 ❍︎♏︎📬︎"

The President of GUN? Lanolin's eyes seemed to shift and turn rapidly as her brain was running at high speed. GUN had no president but, then they worked for the United Federation of Nations. They did have a president and they were elected officials with alot of power. Before the war they made plenty of moves to make the world safer, but everyone always suspected that they never knew what GUN was up to. She had no idea that the former president from before the War was still in power--- she thought it all fell apart but it seemed that wasn't the case.

" The President of the United Federation of Nations... before the War they were the head of the ruling body here on Mobius. They were an elected offical, but that all fell apart after the war started. I heard they went into hiding, and supplied alot of support to the Resistance at the time. But no one has heard much since the war ended... if its really the president... that complicates things..."

The sheep felt less inclined to fight back now, she understood that GUN was muscling in but! If the President was indeed making this move, they were the nationally elected leader. How could they stand against them? it didn't feel right to her and yet--- they hadn't fought in the war had they? she was conflicted.

Her thoughts broke as one of the soldiers ran up to her holding out a communications device.

" Commander! Coms is back! we even have access to the outside... i have no idea how or how long it will last..."

Lanolin took the device and paused clearly conflicted on how to move forward. If the president was alive, and well she had no intention of going against them. But until she had proof of that it was best to stay the course until she had further information.

" Attention all Restoration Units! This is Unit Commander Lanolin speaking! all Restoration forces are to return to base, form an active perimeter around HQ! Do not engage with GUN forces! but maintain your position until you receive further orders! To any GUN forces listening to this--- We are Restoration! and until i have orders to stand down from a superior officer i will defend this position! you have been warned! "

She released the button from the side of the device and looked somewhat apprehensive. She didn't know if that was the right call and now questioned her position. Her eyes went to Belle as if asking if she did the right thing.

" Blaze... can you send a message to the GUN airship... Tell them if the United Federation President wants us to stand down. He has only to contact me directly... and Gaia i hope i'm doing the right thing..."

Maggie meanwhile remained close to the Mother Wisp knowing she could better direct her rage if she needed to. Yet she could sense Lanolins Distress and hoped everything was alright down below. Still she remained at her post, like a good solider she knew she had a to be part of this offensive if it came to it.

It seemed things were coming to a head fast... this might all end in an explosive confrontation!

[comfortabletextiles]

So, I used this morning to photograph my stash. Now I am exhausted XD

✨Behold ✨

First the spinning fodder:

The raw wool I washed in the bathtub. It has still a lot of lanolin. Next time I'll try to wash all out! (sadly I didn't wrote down what kind of sheep...)

The raven bat I bought of Etzy. My beloved. I'll Spinn you one day!

Kid mohair (also from Etzy and even some what locally! It's from South Germany) the Grey is hand dyed by the seller and the white is a tryout she got me with it!)

A Buch of rolags from the UK (through Etzy)

Tweed mix I got for my birthday from my brother (it was three rovings, one is all ready yarn)

1kg of South German merino that I want to turn into a sweater for my husband. This is the Projekt I want to do after the raw wool is spun up.

A luxurious silk merino blend that I adore

1kg of lower quality flax. I have an idea for a bag for this!

Some try out flax

A bunch of misery fibers that I acquired over the time. Everything feels like wool, might be still from my first spinning kit :')

I reached my 10 picture limit, so yarn will be an extra post!

[saltysunflowersugar]

Alright, so you know how people Liv to draw Killer Queen as normal hairless cat? Well I thought, "what if that but crazy diamond?" So I drew Crazy D as a sheep because Lanolin (an oil secreted from sheep's skin) has healing and pain relief properties, plus wool can be styled into a pompadour, plus rhe idea of Josuke riding an angery fookin' sheep and having it headbutt anyone who disses his hair was just hilarious to me!!!!! So, yeah here's a quick doodle, I might draw some more of the Duwang Gang with their stands as pets, maybe The Hand could be a monkey or a raccoon or something, IDK some king of long-tailed turtle for Echoes? Heaven's Door is just a cockatiel who Rohan has trained to spy on people and repeat what they said so he can use it for his Manga, there's like a bazillion possible ways to play with this concept