#ttte duchess of hamilton

[unpopularvivian]

Aroace Ttte Thing:

"YOU'RE POUTING IN YOUR SLEEP"

"I'M WAKING, STILL YAWNING"

"PROVING TO EACH OTHER"

"THAT ROMANCE IS BORING"

"SURE THERE ARE THINGS I CAN DO"

"IF I WAS HALF-PREPARED TO"

"PROVE TO EACH OTHER"

"THAT ROMANCE IS BORING"

Song:

[tornadoyoungiron]

Day 2 - First Light | Traintober 2024

Duchess of Hamilton takes Tornado to meet some of the LMS express engines much to the dismay of Sir Nigel.

[weirdowithaquill]

Traintober 2024: Day 5 - Exhibition

The NRM Stoplight System:

The engines who live at the York National Railway Museum have spent many years with their fires unlit and no water in their boilers at all. They are exhibits, always on display. Sometimes, things are changed up when a special exhibition brings in new engines or shuffles around the residents – these exhibitions also bring in a lot of extra visitors, and so the NRM developed a chart which visitors to the museum can check to see who may be interested in talking to them when they go; this chart includes a description of the engine and a stoplight colour – the colour tells visitors whether or not the engines are comfortable speaking to guests, while the blurb explains why. Here is a small excerpt from the NRM webpage:

‘Hello everyone! This is a quick explanation of the stoplight system in use at our museums. When you visit, you might notice that on the exhibit signs we have included a large, coloured disk – this is a very important part of our museum, but does not have anything to do with the history of these fabulous machines. Instead, it is there to let you know whether or not the exhibit you are looking at will be up for a conversation. Green means they will happy to have a conversation, yellow means that there may be special provisions that may stop the engine from wanting to have a chat and red means that these engines do not want to talk to our guests at all during exhibitions. Here are a few examples from our York Museum, with a short explanation behind their colour:

Stirling: Green. Of all the engines in our collection, Stirling is one of the most unique and one of the cleverest too. Built by Patrick Stirling to pull The Special Scotch Express, this engine has no limit to the knowledge he has gathered over the decades. He loves chatting up a storm and always has a fun fact for everyone – if he could become a University Professor, he’d have left us years ago!

Henry Oakley: Green. Of all the engines in the museum, Henry Oakley is one of the most polite and gentle. Henry Oakley is quite an old engine, meaning he has met many people and heard many stories throughout his career, and he loves to share them! Make sure to say hello to Henry Oakley, especially if you have small children, as he is one of the few engines to regulate his tongue!

Lode Star: Green. Lode Star is a very kind woman who loves to talk to guests; in fact, she’s so talkative that some people can’t get away from her! This is one engine who is happy to speak to everyone – it’s quite the contrast to other GWR express engine King George V, who is a red-light engine. Make sure you say hello to this kindly and chatty engine, and if you want a long conversation, ask her all about her express runs.

Coppernob: Yellow. Built in 1846, you must forgive Coppernob for being a bit of an old grump at times. This old engine has spent the vast majority of his life motionless now, and it has made him irritable sometimes. Coppernob does have a dry wit and can be very fun to talk to, however he tires easily and can be somewhat outdated in his views due to his age.

Boxhill: Yellow. Boxhill is a very cheerful and bright locomotive, however she is unfortunately entirely deaf, and only understands British Sign Language thanks to the dedication of the NRM team. If you can sign, Boxhill will be happy to reply, however because she is unable to understand anyone unless they use BSL, she is included as a yellow-light engine on our list.

Evening Star: Yellow. Unlike many other engines on this list, Evening Star is extremely uncomfortable with large crowds associated with exhibitions, and as such her colour is moved to yellow whenever a major event is happening at the NRM. She is sometimes ok for a short chat, but please be mindful of her and be aware of any signs she may exhibit of being uncomfortable.

Mallard: Red. Please do not speak to 4468 Mallard at any point during your visit during any exhibition, event or on regular opening days. Mallard was taught that she was the greatest engine ever due to her breaking the world steam speed record, and she has never managed to unlearn this view. She can be rude, abrasive and demanding, and we recommend looking, but not speaking to her.

Duchess of Hamilton: Red. The Duchess used to be a yellow rated engine, however recently she was upgraded to red due to her temper and her foul mouth, caused by her trip to the United States and later her time as a holiday park attraction. The Duchess does have her nice days, however most days she prefers to sleep, and trying to start a conversation with her may lead to her swearing or starting an argument with Mallard.

Thank you for reading this quick explainer about our stoplight system here at the NRM, and we hope to see you soon!’

During major exhibitions at the National Railway Museum, these coloured disks are often placed around the engines beyond their exhibit information board, to help tourists if they are unable to see the board. This system was developed after the Great Gathering exhibition in 2013, when Mallard and Duchess of Hamilton got into a screaming match over a question asked by a tourist that was so foul that the museum got fifty-seven separate customer complaints. It’s included in the brochures, and signed in at least twelve different languages – so hopefully, when the next exhibition occurs, guests to the museum will know not to speak to some of the engines.

Back to the Master Post

[askyoungiron]

I like how some engines like Sir Nigel Gresley, call Duchess of Hamilton, ‘Ham’

HAMILTON: Only close friends get to call me 'Ham'. If you're not personal with me you can shove off.

TORNADO: Ham! 😇

HAMILTON: I will make an exception for Tornado because she is as cute as a button.

SCOTSMAN: You don't let me call you Ham. 😞

HAMILTON: Because you're an annoyance. And you upset Mallard.

SCOTSMAN: Oh.

BITTERN: Since when do you care about Mallard?

HAMILTON: We spend everyday in each others company, it's hard not to care about him after a while.

BITTERN: He's a complete asshole!

HAMILTON: Not if you look closely. There's parts of him that are good, just hidden.

[blueart2001]

I love drawing Mike and Hiro :)

[ye-olde-sodor]

Know your Place… (ttte Dc au fanfic)

Thomas hadn't been this excited since he'd been shipped to Sodor!

He'd had been asked to visit the National Railway Museum in York and to be part of a display for Sodor. While the trip was filled with mishaps and accidents, he finally arrived in one piece! And now he was supposed to double head a train with none other then Green Arrow! The Green Arrow!

The two of them met when Thomas was getting repairs to his buffer, and had become quick friends, so to be able to pull a train with them just made the train even more special to him.

Thomas had just rolled out of the shed where he was staying at when something caught his eye.

A large, crimson engine was sitting in the sun beside him. The engine had thin, gold trimmings around the boiler and cylinder. He could see a pair of smoke deflectors attached to the side of the smokebox. As he approached the engine, he noticed a golden nameplate pinned on the boiler.

His eyes widened as he read the plate, and gently rushed to see the engine's face. Her eyes were the same gold as her nameplate and the gentle trimming around her. As he inched closer, he decided to speak to the regal locomotive.

"Duchess of Hamilton, I presume?"

"Oh! Well hello there!" she spoke softly. "I'm sorry, I didn't see you there!"

"Oh, that's quite alright." Thomas chuckled. "I didn't see you here either! It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am."

"The same to you, my friend! I'm guessing you must be Thomas of Sodor then?"

Thomas was taken aback by that. "You know me?"

"Who doesn't know you!" she teased. "Your face is plastered over everything nowadays. Although...you do look a bit, well-"

"Old? Nothing like the books?" Thomas said with a smile, the wrinkles on his face turning upwards as he did so. "I don't take offense to it. I'm actually much happier like this...without the makeup."

"Makeup? Why whatever would you need that?"

"The illustrators for the book made me look like I was built in the 80s, so we have to cover the wrinkles for photos and events for the kids. Y'know..."to keep the magic of the books alive". I even have to change my voice, you won't believe how much of a hassle it is!"

"You can do that?" She quizzed him again.

"Of course I can! Same reason for the makeup. I've been doing it ever since I was 12."

"How curious!" Duchess spoke in wonder. "So what does your real voice sound like?"

Thomas smiled at Duchess again. "It sounds like this! I've been using it since I got here!"

"And the one you use with the children?"

"Something like this!" He spoke in a higher pitch, much like that of a young adult. When the Duchess heard the sudden shift, she was most impressed!

"My, what a lovely talent you have!" She expressed.

Just when Thomas was about to thank her for the complement when another engine had backed into the sheds. A streamlined, Royal Blue engine had arrived, and had placed himself right beside Thomas. Unbeknownst to Thomas, Duchess swore under her breath when he arrived.

"Oh, hello there!" Thomas spoke to him, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?!" Spoke the other engine rudely, "Surely you Sudrians can't be this dense!"

"But we're supposed to be dense, we're made of metal!" Thomas retorted cheekily in his younger voice.

"Quiet you!" The engine replied sternly. "You are speaking to an elite, little shunter, and you will address me and my colleague as such!"

Duchess let out a loud eh hem as the other engine turned his attention to her. "Mallard," she spoke sternly, "He is an elite. And even if he wasn't, you have no right to address your own in such an unsavory manner!

Thomas suddenly realized who he was talking to! He'd been so put off by his attitude that he failed to see his nameplate!

"Him?! One of us?!" Mallard sputtered. "Hamilton, surely your streamlining hasn't clouded your judgment!"

"I can assure you it hasn't." She replied coldly. Apparently Mallard hit more than a nerve with that remark. "This is Thomas of Sodor, from those books I was telling you about. If anything you should be treating him with respect!"

Mallard took a closer look at Thomas and gave a huff. "So it's the world that must've gone mad in my absence. Being a part of some measly book pales in comparison to what us Preserved have done to achieve such a status!"

He let off steam as he narrowed his gaze. "Tell me then, Thomas of Sodor, what have you done to achieve such a status?"

Thomas was, quite obviously, offended by Mallard. First, not only did he personally despise the so-called hierarchy, but he hated the ideas and practices that came with it. Now he most certainly didn't like Mallard in the slightest. Regardless, he believed that he had the upper hand in this argument.

"Well for starters...I work. Judging by your attitude you hardly work at all!"

Mallard was greatly offended by this, while Duchess was tempted to burst into laughter!

"But if you're looking for something more specific," he went on, "I'm the only reason why the express gets any passengers on Sodor. My branch line and my passenger trains connect the majority of passengers to the express. Without me and my branch line, Sodor would be in financial ruin."

"That's a good reason for preservation." Duchess said after regaining her composure. "Same for all of them, all of us even."

"Providing an essential service means nothing to BR unless you do it with extraordinary talent...That is how we achieved preservation status after all." Mallard replied smugly. "Is this express run of yours truly that important to Sodor? To the point where it warrants preservation?"

"It is. Not because the service is irreplaceable, but because everyone gets preserved on Sodor." Thomas argued. "Regardless of who they are or what they do, they can live on the island in peace. It's what makes the island a safe haven for all machines!"

"And it's what makes you the backwards junkyard of Britian!" Mallard fumed. "The fact that you are allowed to even act in defiance of BR's will is an insult to our social order!"

"Your "social order" is a complete joke!" Thomas protested. "An engine gets scrapped because it disagrees with someone?! Engines have to fight each other for the privilege of being able to live?!"

The two engines were in shock! The Duchess more so then Mallard. How did the books miss this fiery temper in the tank engine?!

"In what well developed society is that the "social order"?! It's unfair to those who are doing all the work while engines like you just sit around and do nothing, only for them to be scrapped! How does any of that make sense to you, let alone be acceptable?!"

Mallard, in an attempt to hide his anger, rolled his eyes. "The way I see it, you're only against it because you'd be first in the scrapyards! That, and that it's new."

"It's new?" Duchess intervened, "That's your argument Mallard?"

"Hamilton, since you seem to be a fan of this tank engine here," He challenged, "Then what engine is he?"

"Why don't you ask him?" She replied sternly. "He can clearly speak for himself."

Reluctantly, Mallard motioned with his eyes, signaling Thomas to answer. Reluctantly, he did.

"Modified E2." He spoke bluntly. "Lengthwise I'm shorter than what I'm supposed to be, but that lets me go places where my class wouldn't normally be able to go, like harbors and branch lines."

"Yes yes, but what date were you constructed?" Mallard interrupted.

"June 15th...1915."

To say that the two engines were shocked was the understatement of the century. Both knew Thomas had to have been an elderly engine, but they never would've expected him to be this old! After he got over the shock, Mallard let an evil smirk plaster his face.

"As I've said. It's without a doubt that the older the engine, the more resilient they are to change. We've seen it before and will continue to see it again. They're less likely to conform to our way of life as we now know it."

"Ok, so what's your argument here?" Thomas demanded. "Old Bad New Good?"

"Take this as a lecture, you two." Mallard spoke sternly as he addressed them. "British Rail doesn't take too kindly to those who step out of line..."

He looked at Thomas in the eyes. "You may have the luxury of being preserved, little one, but as a shunter you have the unique risk having that privilege revoked. You're more replaceable than you think."

Thomas bared and gritted his teeth, restraining himself from lashing out at him.

"My advice to you? Treat us with some respect...and know. your. place. Am I clear?"

Thomas's eyes narrowed on the engine, half tempted to spit fire in his face out of spite and malice. At the same time, however, he knew he wouldn't hear the end of it from Edward and Sir Topham Hatt. Reluctantly, he yielded to the other engine, and kept his mouth shut.

"I'll take the silence as an agreement...as for you Hamil-"

"Don't you even think about it, 4468." Duchess hissed. "We've heard enough of your ramblings."

"Ramblings?!" Mallard sputtered. "My lectures-"

"Are for your so-called students." She retorted quickly. "Neither of us are your students, so it would be wise of you to be on your way...now."

With a loud huff, Mallard left the sheds, presumably to head to another shed far away from the others. Thomas let off clouds of steam as Mallard left. Small flames and cinders flew from his mouth in anger and frustration.

"The nerve of that engine." Duchess hissed before turning her attention back to Thomas. "I'm terribly sorry about him dear. Usually he isn't this much of a pest, but it would appear that something must've clogged his pipes."

"And his mind." Thomas added. "What a horrible excuse of an engine, that Mallard!"

"Well said. Now if only I scared him off sooner..."

"But if you did, you wouldn't have been able to put him in his place!" He said cheekily to brighten the mood.

Hamilton thought on what Thomas had said, and then she gave a hearty laugh. "Oh I like you! Why don't you come to my personal shed after your run with Green Arrow? That way we can have a proper chat...without any interruptions this time."

"Personal shed?" Thomas questioned. "What's that?"

"It's a shed that us Preserved can rent for events like this." She explained humbly. "Mine is over on the other side of the yard. It's the one with a large red banner with a gold trim on it to tell others that it's mine, you can't miss it."

Thomas cuffed slowly away, as it was almost time for his run. "Then I'll see you there! I should be there at 5!"

"I'll see you then!" she cheered happily as he left the sheds and headed to the station to wait for Green Arrow. While he looked foreword to meeting the Duchess again, he couldn't help but wonder as to what the deal was with Mallard.

He didn't know why, but he felt as though there was something more to Mallard then just a distasteful attitude. Something dark and sinister was going on...he can feel it.

But for now...he had a train to catch. Two trains if we counted Hamilton. But that's a story for another day.

[arthursisland]

Famous Engines

[mean-scarlet-deceiver]

Actually I think my TTTE opinion of the day is that I don't dig real-life engine appearances on Sodor.

Hypocritical as hell from someone who has written tens of thousands of words about Old Coppernob, I know.

Canonically, these appearances in RWS do almost nothing for me. My favorite is Stepney's and I do enjoy it but objectively speaking I don't think his book is actually good.

TVS Stepney is delightful to watch but also he really has nothing to do with real-life Stepney at all. He may as well have been a totally fictional yellow tank engine.

TVS Flying Scotsman's relationship with Gordon is also entertaining but I personally do not buy that they have this exact relationship.

I haven't watched the mini-special with Duchess of Hamilton (yeah?) Loughborough (right?) though I've heard positive remarks.

Overall, TVS is clearly doing real-life characters better, but I say this as faint praise. In RWS they're pretty dire, if you ask me.

But, even when this stuff is handled well, I'm always like... I am not reading this stuff for the famous, important engines. I have picked up the RWS and its related fanworks to love on obscure randos.

[just-an-emily-existing]

I got Duchess of Hamilton’s moodboard done today! I think this came out wonderfully and I made it to where it looks more like a vintage picture, but I hope you guys like this!

[i-eat-your-pancakes-art]

A few friendly faces you’ll be seeing in my next comic!

[joezworld]

What is the absolute dumbest thing each engine(Sudrian engines, plus the NRM engines, Scotsman, the expat A4s, Tornado, and anyone else you feel like adding) has had to experience at any point in their careers?

That’s a fantastic question, and there are multiple answers:

1. If you mean “the dumbest thing that has ever happened to them because of another person”, the answer will be, with few exceptions, BR’s modernization plan. That’s not even a joke answer - it was so badly executed on nearly every possible metric that it really can’t be considered anything other than extremely dumb. 

2. If you mean “the dumbest thing that I (the engine) have ever done” well, that is just preposterous! All engines are perfect and faultless beings who can do no wrong ever. 

3. If you mean “the dumbest thing I (the engine) have ever seen somebody else do”, then there is a wealth of tales:

Obviously, there have been many things to happen on the Island of Sodor that could be considered dumb, but three instances really take the cake: 

Mind Reading, Soul Stealing, Red Eyed, Diesel Electric Monsters!

Tornado came to the Island of Sodor for the first time in 2015, just a few weeks after the 2015 Wootton Bassett SPAD Incident. She was not involved with that at all, but she was in Barrow between rail tours when West Coast Train’s operating certificate got pulled, thereby cancelling 90% of all steam hauled rail tours for the foreseeable future. Tornado, having never been to Sodor before, asked if she could go now that she had some free time. (It should be noted that she didn’t so much ask as she begged - she’d watched a lot of TTTE while being built, and was about as much of a fan as you readers must be.) The engines of Sodor knew who “Tornado the new build” was, but critically did not know what that engine looked like, and so when she showed up on Sodor, everyone else kind of assumed that she was new (to the NWR), not New (in general). This theory quickly came under fire when Tornado - who had watched the TV show - knew the engines a lot better than they knew her. This being Sodor, the main line engines accidentally gaslighted themselves into assuming that she had been on the Island for a while and they hadn’t noticed. In order to avoid being made fun of when/if this was revealed, they decided to act like they’d known her the entire time. This attitude very quickly spread to the branch lines once Tornado ran into a lorry at a railroad crossing and had to be repainted. The paint shops only had “NWR Blue” on hand, so she rolled out of Crovan’s Gate looking like a funhouse mirror version of Gordon.  Tornado, meanwhile, has approximately 3 (three) brain cells in her smokebox, so she just assumed that everyone on Sodor was really friendly and didn’t notice. This farce went on for two months until the A1 Trust came to take her back to Darlington, at which point she absentmindedly told Gordon and Henry who she was. They decided to say nothing.

Someone once tried to steal Bertie the Bus - emphasis on the word tried, as they could not figure out his marvelous anti-theft system known as a manual transmission. Bertie is still livid about the state of Driver’s Education on the island as a result of this.

Flying Scotsman can and will talk at length about morons with more cameras than sense. While a good lesson, it’s very annoying when you’ve heard it fifteen times already Scot give it break will you?

Bittern had the incredible good fortune to not only get into Hollywood, but also be good at acting. This has resulted in a wonderful career, but also has meant that she’s had to endure the celebrity tabloid media/press. Of particular instance are British Journalists who have no idea how to deal with her - she’s a train with an acting job??!11? PrEPosTEroUs?! - She almost bit a reporter from Sky News. 

As noted elsewhere, Duchess of Hamilton and Coronation got their nameplates swapped waaay back in 1939. There have been a few times when Duchess (the one in England) got called by the wrong name, but it was usually someone who knew her from before then. That its, until Duchess got re-streaminlined in 2009 - since then, a simply absurd number of American tourists have acted as though they knew her in some fashion - which is simply absurd - none of the Coronation Scot class have been in the Americas since the 1940s!

[unpopularvivian]

I CAST GENDER-BENDER SPELL ON SODOR!

ALL MALE CHARACTERS ARE WOMEN AND ALL FEMALE CHARACTERS ARE MEN! And all the characters on the non-binary spectrum are exactly as they were.

LET THE CHAOS BEGIN!

Oh boy, this is going to be fun.

Let's just start with the characters on the non-binary spectrum or who are other genders:

Percy (Demiboy)

Mavis (Demigirl)

Mallard (Intersex)

Rusty (Nonbinary)

Rebecca (Deminonbinary)

Lady (Genderless but she makes herself look like a female to avoid any confusion. I mean, she's a god. I don't think she cares about genders, sexuality and whatnot)

Harold (Boyflux)

James (Genderqueer)

(Putting the trans characters because I don't want to be transphobic)

Toby (Transmasc)

Diesel (Transmasc)

Emily (Transfemme)

Duchess of Hamilton (Transfemme)

(Going to reblog this to avoid making this post long as hell)

[tornadoyoungiron]

((For the sake of this, let's pretend everyone in the collection can steam))

[askyoungiron]

So Flying Scotsman is the gold soul of the LNER, Truro is the gold soul of the Great Western. Who are the the gold souls for other railways like the LMS and North Western?

DUCHESS OF HAMILTON: Why that would be myself of course!

SCOTSMAN: I’ve never actually considered the Sudrian’s would have a Golden Warden.

GORDON: It would be myself, of course!

SCOTSMAN: Brother please.

GORDON: Who else on Sodor is more famous than me?!

SCOTSMAN: …

GORDON: Not him, he’s not-

SCOTSMAN: 🙃

[blueart2001]

Ttte human parte 4

Duchess of Hamilton

Hiro

Pretty Polly

Mike, Rex and Bert

[ye-olde-sodor]

Totally didn’t forget the before and after lmao