Tuesday, October 26, 2021
Ask the Author: Edi and Alli, 20 years later.
Monday, October 25, 2021
Ask the Author; The Great War and WWII?
WT: In this case, yes, the first and only 'World War” in Animalia is still referred to as the Great War. However, while World War II did not happen in the sense that there was a Hitler, or Nazi's, or a push for global domination, there was a nearly, if not equally as bad period in Roarope that led to the extermination and displacement of millions of rodents over a period of ten to fifteen years.
Much like in our own universe, the Great War was followed by a Great Pandemic. The Manish Flu, which would quickly become known as the “Rat Rasp”, assaulted an already ravaged continent, and stirred up a lot of resentment for the mammals that were presumed to have caused it; rodents. By this point, rodent communities had been the established starting point for many of history's greatest plagues that made the jump to larger mammals, including the infamous black death, and this hadn't been forgotten by many Roaropeans. Coupled with the fact that rodent communities had massive, ever-increasing populations that they refused to curtail, and that would often end up putting a strain on local resources for everyone else, there was already a baseline resentment for rodent kind. The Rat Rasp was simply the latest in a long string of 'slights' to the rest of mammal kind that would fuel anti-rodent sentiment across Roarope. Over the next few years as the crises worsened, mammals who spoke ill of the rodent population would become political powerhouses, with a groundswell of support coming from the most affected communities allowing them to rise to positions of prominence.
Germamy was the first nation to start enacting curfews for rodents, and other social limitations, which would quickly escalate to outright segregation and the forced relocation of rodents and rodent-related mammals to rodent-only ghettos. But unlike our timeline, Germamy wasn't alone in setting such restrictions, merely the first, as even Kingland would come to adopt rodent ghettos to protect their populace from future pandemics. However, Germamy would be one of the first to escalate its efforts after a resurgence of the Rasp in 1923. And thus rodents were 'exiled' from Germamy, causing them to scatter to neighboring nations and forcing them to adopt their own 'hard measures'. In regards to Germamy, it's estimated that half of the rodent population never actually saw themselves exiled. This is because it is now known that Germamy had created a secret 'exterminator' squad, whose job it was to wipe out the various rodent communities and kill their inhabitants. This was upheld under the guise that any time they were caught, it was to be explained away as a highly infected community where all the residents had already succumbed, and this was to protect the rest of the Germam populace from infection. But in the years since the Great Rodent Extermination, many documents have been provided to show that this was also their method of dealing with rodent dissenters and those who refused to leave Germamy. Worse still, Germamy would not be the only Roaropean nation to make use of “Exterminators” to deal with their own “Rodent Problems”
Other rodent-heavy populations saw themselves split up, as in the case of North Itaily, and South Italamb, which split at the Ratican line as the rodent population was too entrenched to be able to successfully exile. Italamb also saw the use of exterminators to keep the newly established border free of illegal migrants.
It would take at least another decade for the hysteria to die down, and for some of the countries in Roarope to relax rodent restrictions, however, almost all Roaropean nations maintained a child limit in regards to rodent families, with even the most liberal of nations taking the stance that rodent overpopulation is what allows pandemics to sweep through nations so quickly. Some nations still segregate rodent populations from the rest of the mammalian population, but nations like Germamy still maintain a 'no entry' policy to all rodent class mammals, an edict that is highly criticized but upheld nonetheless.
So, all that was my roundabout way to say that when it comes to “Nazi” imagery in the pop culture of Zoot, the most vivid and terrifying image is the jack-booted state sanctioned 'exterminator'. The kind that a startling number of mammals in Roarope still see as 'regrettable but necessary', and an alarmingly high number of North Mammalians are starting to feel is 'needed' to cull the currently unchecked rodent population that threatens to kick off a new plague on their shores.
Ask Vanna; The difference between Sibearian and Bengal Tigers.
Vanna: I don't take it personally. After all, how do you learn if you can't ask questions about another mammal's species or culture? Anyway, my father Lucero was born in Mane, in Roarope, although his grandparents were native Bindi's. As for my mother Padaprascha, she was a native Bindian, and is a first-generation immigrant to North Mammalia along with my father. Naturally, that makes my parents, my sister, and myself one-hundred percent Bengal right down to the weddings...
Zach: I'll say. I looked patently ridiculous in that Sir...Sirwana?
Vanna: Sherwani, and I happened to think you looked quite handsome Goofball.
Zach: Thanks Kitten...I appreciate it even if I don't exactly agree with y'all. *Chuckles* At least y'all looked beautiful in that...gods I'm gonna butcher the name again...
Vanna: Lehenga. *Chuffs softly.* And thank you...Goofball. *Ahem* As for, the differences in Bengal tigers and Sibearian tigers...before we all evolved, I honestly wouldn't know. I will say though...that when it comes to species traits as they are now...I'd say that...erm...'calculating coldness' is definitely common among those hailing from the north. Whereas most Bengal tigers are like my father...if there was any 'savageness' in our primitive ancestors, it has translated to being a very passionate, emotional mammal in our current descendants. It is reflected in our culture, with our colorful celebrations that can sometimes last a week-long..
Zach: Like yer parents did with our tithe? *Laughs.* I mean, not that I'm complainin' about havin' a big feast and all but several days of 'em? By the end of the week, I felt like I had bread and curry comin' outta my ears. When it wasn't...rocketin' into the toilet bowl that is.
Vanna: *Giggles.* I-I'm sorry Goofball...it can take a little while for most mammals' stomachs to adapt to the spices in our food if they've never had it before.
Zach: Eh, if it were that unbearable, I wouldn't have gone back fer seconds now would I? *Laughs.*
Vanna: *Giggles.* I suppose that's true...and you've seemed to develop a tolerance for it now. Anyway. Yes, our neighbors to the north are taller, leaner, and generally quieter...although that's not true across the board. It's the same with my species, as I'm sort of an...outlier being as calm and...timid as my father would say. *Chuckles.* He likes to say I must have some Sibearian in me somewhere, and the same goes for my mother, although she's...less awkward than I am.
Zach: Awkward? True. But yer also adorable...
Vanna: *Blush* Goofball... *Chuffing.*
Ask the Ruminerds; Souls Series
Gus: That's easy. Definitely Bark So-
Joel: Rudborne, no question...
Gus: Yeah, well that's Joel's opinion...but I say Bark Souls One is probably the best of the series...
Joel: You can say that, but you'd be wrong.
Gus: *Rolls eyes.* At least the Bark Souls series wasn't a console-locked exclusive.
Joel: Your just salty because you never bought a Prey Station Four.
Gus: Everything is better on PC. It's not my fault they decided to make it a permanent exclusive!
Joel: Pft....wouldn't buy a PS4, but you bought a Scritch?
Gus: I had my back against a wall! Nyantendo never releases anything outside of their console...Breath of the Wild Mam'!
Joel: Eh...I'll give you BotW...
Gus: Look...I mean, both series are great, as is Demon Souls, although I didn't play Sekiro, I'm not big on ancient japandese style settings...
Joel: You missed out.
Gus: That's coming from a mammal who eats, sleeps, and breathes Japandese culture.
Joel: I won't deny it.
Gus: If you have the opportunity of being able to play any of them, I think the original Dark Souls is probably the safest introduction to the series.
Joel: I suppose that's...fair I guess. I mean, unfortunately, Rudborne is one and done, or I'd say start there. It's also a bit more...more difficult I'd say. As the formula is more refined by then. Bark Souls is probably better for getting your Souls legs. Though do yourself a favor and-
Gus: Skip two?
Joel: Yeah, Bark Souls 2 is mediocre at best...doesn't really feel connected to three or one...it's like Bark Souls fanfiction.
Gus: So maybe Barksouls, then Rudborne, then Bark Souls three.
Joel: After that, you can go either way, Demon or Sekiro. By then you should have 'gotten gud' enough to tangle with them.
Gus: And don't get to discouraged if you die a lot. All of those games are hard as heck. If you start to have real trouble, you can always summon a friend to help you through your first run like Broomie did for me.
Joel: You scrub...
Gus: Hey, I replayed new game plus without him and did just fine alright!
Ask Dawn and Vern; Zootopia's Government Structure.
Dawn: Oh well, I understand the confusion. Zootopia's government structure isn't exactly like our neighbors in the North Mammalian Union. While some of our differences just have to do with the choice of names, others are structurally different despite...being a little similar.
Vernon: Y'all mean like how the role of Mayor in Zoot is equivalent to the 'President' in the NMU?
Dawn: *Nods.* Precisely Puppy. Essentially our Mayor and Assistant Mayor are the equivalents of the President and Vice President of the NMU. Although we don't get the...sheer volume of secret service protection that our relatives in the NMU get.
Vernon: I imagine it'd be the same if there hadn't been that attempted assassination of Caniddey's life back in the sixties.
Dawn: True. Zootopia is a city-state...but despite our population, it's still...rather small? I guess everyone here feels more like they have a say in the process than in a nation as massive as the NMU, not to say there haven't been plots...not counting my own of course...I suppose Lyon B. Johnson and me have that in common.
Vernon: Aw, now don't go comparin' yerself to that snake. Y'all at least weren't planin' to kill Lionheart...as much as you hated him.
Dawn: Still...*sighs*. Well, I suppose that's neither here nor there in terms of this question. Right., so...you may think that the Mayor and Assistant Mayor sort of get carte blanche control over the city, but it's really not the case. The Mayor's role is primarily to oversee that decisions and laws decided on by the district representatives are put in motion, and to be able to take emergency action when a quick decision is to be made. The mayor can use executive orders to put things into effect on their own accord, but it's meant to be used rarely, and even so, it's frowned upon. When it comes to allocation of projects, funds, etcetera for specific Districts, the Mayor plays the arbiter in helping narrow down the options to one out of the multiple that are pitched to him...and that was where my role as the Assistant Mayor came into play. I would go over and prepare all the information for a proposed project, including offers from building firms, or outside suppliers and funding allocation, and make it presentable to the Mayor. Although Lionheart never really read most of what I would put together...he either picked the first thing on his desk, or went with the last company or organization that stuffed his pockets.
Vernon: If it weren't fer the Night Howler fiasco, that fella would just seen his way outta office a lame duck at most.
Dawn: The Mayor is elected in a general election, as is the Assistant Mayor. But the District representatives are elected in local elections. These representatives and their assistants are the ones who actually field the wants and desires of their local population, and begin crafting it into local law. Of course, there are some proposals that may lean on another district's own, or may affect Zootopia as a whole, which is why the representatives meet in a council to iron out such things.
Vernon: Below that y'all got folks like my Pa, who get elected to positions like Sheriff and other very local positions o' prominence. Oh, and that ain't countnin' like...agency positions...I ferget how that works.
Dawn: Positions in organizations like the Zootopian Reserve Military, or the Zootopian Intelligence agency are chosen by the representative council, although decisions like that need to be agreed on by a majority of the council and mayor.
Vernon: Right, shows how much I know about my own local government. *Chuckles.* I weren't ever very interested in civics...
Dawn: I suppose that's another upside to not working in politics anymore, as telling you about my day at work would probably utterly confuse you. *Giggles.*
Vernon: Probably. *Chuckles.* It's much easier to digest “I helped the pups on the bus, met with my publisher, wrote for an hour and then demolished a whole can of Preyngles before nappin' on the sofa.”
Dawn: Puppy! Don't make that sound normal! I was pregnant at the time! Or did you forget that those preyngles were smothered in chocolate sauce?
Vernon: Ah...yer right. How could I forget comin' home to y'all snorin' on the couch with chocolate syrup still smeared on yer muzzle...not to mention the bottle o' syrup was empty too...
Dawn: *Blushes.* I-I ran out of chips and was still hungry...
Ask the Author: Trapped in your own Universe?
WT: Geeze, I don't even know...I'd probably think I was dreaming at first. Then comes the terrible realization and praying you don't end up dissected for science. Granted...considering the species diversity in Zoot, I imagine that alien autopsy isn't a common practice every time a new species may pop up. Still, I don't know how I'd adjust to be honest. Aside from being hopelessly in love with Dawn myself, (Which would cause issues with getting along with Vernon I guess lol) I mean...when you really think about an Isekai scenario, and just getting plopped in a strange world, even with full acceptance, how long would it take you to adapt? For instance, I'm still struggling to learn German, I've been on Duolingo for two years and haven't made decent progress. Now imagine having to learn the entire history of a new world, possibly a language or multiple ones, and various other things just to get by. I mean ending up in Zoot, my Zoot, would be interesting, but man I imagine it would take a hell of a long time to get comfortable there.
As for meeting my Ocs, it would be...well awkward. Aside from my earlier joke...I'd be...I guess kind of beside myself with fear worrying that my writing is what steered their lives along the paths they had traveled. That every time Dawn's father abused her, it was because I wrote it that way. Cameron's wife dying? That was me. And if that proves true...what do I tell them? That I wanted to make their world engaging and relatable? There are too many uncomfortable questions that I'd be far too afraid to explore but would be on my mind constantly when interacting with them. And I imagine them finding the blog would be much of the same. A lot of questions I'm not comfortable asking or answering.
I suppose you just have to hope in that instance that you are not the god who controls their world, but rather their life stories just imprinted on you across some dimensional veil. Better to be a simple scribe than the god, at the very least there's no guilt to carry.
Tuesday, October 19, 2021
Dawn Pregancy Meme & Update on Posting Schedule!
First ask back and I'm already cheating. I'm sorry guys, I just...I really wanted an excuse to do this one. Really any excuse to draw Dawn and Vern being all lovely dovey is...an excuse I'll abuse every time. It's just how I am wired. Anyway, I do hope you enjoy this...
As for...my original announcement of "Monday's and Fridays" well...now I gotta hit you with some bad news. I kinda...overextended myself with a lot of...projects and the intention to study tutorials and commissions. And to top that all off I...after everything that happened this year I really want to spend some holiday time with my Mom. I want to watch spooky movies and stuff...So at least for now, I'll be limiting the asks to just...Mondays. Hopefully, that will change in January, but for now, it's the only way to relieve some of the pressure. That said, I will be upping Monday's ask numbers from 4 to 6 to compensate but not overload. So that'll hopefully make up for it.
Thanks guys, Much Love,
-Wasty
Didn't Ask Yuri: Prank Ideas
Yuri: Alright, I got a question myself fer y'all. What has Vern and that little lamb o' his been sayin' about me on this thing that's makin' all these mammals I don't know root fer embarassin' me? Huh? Er' floatin' prank ideas to the rest of my family? Seriously, what did I do to y'all? How much did them say about me in that book o' Dawn's?
Ada: Youse didn't read it?
Yuri: One thing I ain't embarrassed to admit is that I ain't a heavy 'reader'.
Ada: O' come ons, youse love to tease Voin! I woulda' tawt dat book woulda' been a goldmine of material for youse!
Yuri: First off, there purty much ain't one thang, embarasin' 'er otherwise, that I don't know about Vernon. That goes fer the rest of my brothers too. That's what happens when y'all live seven to one bedroom from puphood to college. Secondly...from what I heard y'all and the other gals chatterin' and gigglin' over, I'd prefer not to know the details. Last thing I want is the mental image of what my brother looks like mid-rut.
Ada: *Cackles* Dat's funny, from what your brudders tell me, dey feel da same way about youse. But dat ain't enough to stop youse from talkin' up your's bedroom game in graphic detail to 'em.
Yuri: Talkin' up!? I'm merely spittin' facts.
Ada: *Shakes her head* Youse are lucky youse are cute.
Yuri:*flashes Ada a skeptical glare* Hmm?
Ada: *Loll's her head* Ehh...you ain't too bad in da bedroom eader...
Yuri: HA! Let the records show that Yuri Hunter knows how to give a damn good rut! *Chuckles* Not that anyone should be surprised, I practically wrote the book on ruttin'...
Ada: Nah, dat would be ya sista' in-law...*Cackles* And honestly, it wouldn't kill yas to give it a skim...youse might loin a ting or two...
Yuri: Pft, I don't need no lesson's on good lovin' from Vermin thank y'all very much, not to mention what I said earlier bout' that runt and his 'o' face bein' etched into my brain...
Ada: All I'm sayin' is youse are doin' yaself a disservice.
Yuri: Y'all really tryin' to imply I'm some limp Omega?
Ada: Nah Babe. I'm only sayin'...I mean...I picked up some tricks from Dawn myself...Like dat thing I tried out on youse a month ago...dat thing you liked so much?
Yuri: Wait, y'all got that from...?
Ada: *Chuckles* She called it da “Lazy Susan” I tink...o' course it wasn't so much her move as Vernon's tanks to her size accordin' to hers. I like to call my voision 'Breakdancin'”.
Yuri: *Staring at her in mild shock*
Ada: Hey, sometimes it's fun to trade notes wit da goils, try out some new stuff...see what woiks and what doesn't...
Yuri: W-well damn...*chuckles* I don't think I'm ever gonna look at Dawn the same way again...Although remind me to thank her for teachin' y'all how to er...'breakdance'.
Ada:*Laughs* Shoire ting Babe...
Yuri: *Ahem* Anyway...er...right, back to the topic at paw here. While I don't have any real obligation to indulge y'all....masochists that apparently flock to my brother and sisters blog or...podcast, er whatever...if y'all must know, neither of them pranks would fly...
Ada: A dissolvable police uniform while hilarious, ain't exactly easy to foind, or cheep for dat matter. Needer one of us is made o' money. *Chuckles* I tink Dawn is da big money maker of da family, and even dat is like...uppa middle class. Plus, I'd be doin' my Mookie a dissoivice by not admittin' dat he's a good cop wit a sharp eye.
Yuri: The kind of eye that would spot a phony duplicate uniform a mile away.
Ada: Unless It was da spittin' image.
Yuri: As fer the whole “Male Otter Stripper Prank”...I mean, it's flawed from stage one.
Ada: Yeahs, as much as I hate how open my little Mookie is about his feelin's on otterfolk...I mean, he wouldn't stand for any otters at his stag party, boys or goils.
Yuri: A mammal can have a preference! I just don't find rodent folk attractive! Plus, y'all try keepin' yer head cool about certain species when ninety percent o' yer job involves dealin' with the worst them wet rats have to offer...
Ada: Geeze, would you cool it already! Youse are gonna get Voin and Dawn in trouble talkin' like dat...
Yuri: It serves 'em right. Maybe they'll stop encouragin' strangers to suggest ways to prank me.
Ada: Oh c'mon, if Voin would have had a stag party, youse woulda figured out a ways to slip a male stripper in there.
Yuri: *Snorts* Maybe...O'course even iffin' he didn't went and get tithed so quick, y'all know Vern woulda' been too...sensitive....fur a real stag party. I don't think that pup's ever even stepped foot inside a strip club. When it comes to that stuff, he's always been the biggest stick in the mud. Why do y'all think he took off so quick when the boys we're throwin' my 'make-up' stag party?
Ada: Probably because he was afraid you'd figure out dat he slipped in a cross dressin' wolf in wit da other strippa's you ordered, and didn't wanna be around for the fallout...
Yuri: Wait? WHAT!? Which one!?
Ada: Da one wit da brown fur and da native wolf feadas in his hair.
Yuri:...
Ada: Youse okay dere Mookie?
Yuri: Well Damn. *Chuckles* Hat's off to that fella...I really couldn't tell. So much for havin' a sharp eye.
Ada: Aww Mookie, he fooled me too...*Cackles*
Ask Kodi and Yukon: Denali and the Divorce
Kodi: My Dad was always...I mean...
Yukon: Dad was definitely the softy of the family, just like Shackles over here...
Kodi: Hey cut it with the nicknames on this thing! I don't need anyone calling me Shackles on base...unless you want the world to know just why you got the nickname “Dipper”...
Yukon: Shut up dingus! Geeze...alright fine...truce for this question?
Kodi: *Sighs* Truce.
Yukon: Good.
Kodi: Dad's always been a surprisingly warm mammal. I mean, you take one look at him in his full military regalia and you'd probably cross the street just to avoid passing too close to him. But despite his training and discipline, he was always a warm, cuddly Dad.
Yukon: Always made time to read us bedtime stories. Always was the one to pick us up and kiss our boo-boos.
Kodi: And he was always there to talk to about...well, anything. At least when he wasn't at work, and he did everything within his power to give us the best puphood he possibly could.
Yukon: At least when it came to what he could control...
Kodi: Dad was in the North Mammalian Alliance military for pretty much our entire puphood. *sighs* And when they had to move him, he had to go....which meant...we had to go too...
Yukon: It always hurt him when he had to force us all to move... every time.
Kodi: Sometimes he'd cry. Sometimes we'd cry...most of the time we'd all cry. But we really couldn't do anything about it. I mean...Dad had an important job, and he had to keep food on the table...but it still didn't make it any easier...especially during our early teenage years...when Mom left.
Yukon: I suppose that's the one, good thing about us moving around so much. We never stuck in one place long enough for too many of the local wolf families to catch wind of what Mom did to Dad.
Kodi: We're half-blood pups. We tend to lean more into our Norwolff heritage cause it's the more forgiving culture, but neither Native Wolves nor Norwulves have a very...high view of breaking a tithe. And naturally when local families found out about us...they'd usually tell their pups not to hang around with us. That we were...'tainted'.
Yukon: That was the only time I'd ever seen Dad be...really stoic. Really cold. Not to us...but...just generally. You could always see the pain behind his eyes, especially when anyone talked about Aluetia.
Kodi: Yewk, c'mon...at least call her Mom.
Yukon: If she had actually been a mom to us, I would.
Kodi: *Sigh*
Yukon: It took Dad a few years to thaw after she left, but eventually he got back to his old self...well, for the most part.
Kodi: I'm ashamed to admit I didn't make things any easier on Dad during that time...While he was holding everything in about Mom, I was lashing out a lot. *Shakes head* Getting into fights at school, fights with Yewk, even a few fights with Dad. I just remember...telling him how much I hated him for making us move around so much, and how it was his fault Mom left...and he just...he just took it.
Yukon: I remember that fight...Gods...what a nightmare.
Kodi: He just listened. Never raised a paw to slap some respect into me...by the end of it...I was...we both just broke down huggin' and cryin'...I guess he knew I needed to vent, and he just...let me. Even then I knew better. Mom didn't leave because of Dad, or his job. She left because...she wasn't...she didn't know how to be a Mom.
Yukon: *Giggles* I remember peeking into the kitchen after you guys started crying and just...running over and joining the cry huddle.
Kodi: *Chuckles* I can still remember your mascara getting' all over my fur thanks to that. Couldn't get that stain out for a month. Pft, you and your goth phase.
Yukon: Hey! You had your way of coping, and I had mine. Mine was just more...fashionable.
Ask the Foxes: Outfoxing the foxes
Nick: It honestly depends on the fox. There are some of us who take...an almost obsessive amount of pride in always being on top of things and ahead of the curve. To outwit a fox like that...eh...it's not a pretty sight.
Val: I take it you've seen a few.
Nick: Once or twice...you meet a lot of foxes in my line of work...unfortunately...You know what gets a fox like that's dander up the most though? Getting outfoxed by a fellow fox. *Laughs* It's the difference between upsetting and absolutely devastating.
Val: So...have you ever been 'outfoxed' then?
Nick: *Laughs* As much as I hate to admit it...yes. By a bunny of all mammals.
Val: Ahh...so that's how Officer Fluffbutt got you huh?
Nick: Completely trounced me...still does it too. Almost daily...I'd be embarrassed if I didn't love her so much.
Val: Jeeze...sounds like that rabbit has your tail in her purse.
Nick: Very funny, but I'll have you know Carrots doesn't have a purse.
Val: Ugh...
Nick: It's a tod's weakness I'm afraid, it doesn't matter what pelt they wear. The one you love is always two steps ahead of your heart. That's just nature...*Chuckles* I imagine it's the same for vixens too...
Val: Yeah, you'd be wrong bucko...
Kodi: Hey S'more, are you still down for the Sam Hain double feature later? They got “The Thing” and “The Shearing” back to back!
Val: Er...yeah, uh..sure...
Kodi: I got some of those chocolates you like too, the cherry cordials?
Val: O-okay, thanks! Can you like, go already dude. We'll meet up later, alright?
Kodi: Okay, Love you...
Val: Uh-huh, great.
Kodi: *Slithers up behind Val, nuzzling under her neckline with his muzzle as he hugs her.*
Val: W-What are you do-!? Stahp!
Kodi: I'm not leaving till I get an “I love you” or-.
Val: Dude, j-just...let go-, not in front of-!
Kodi: *Nuzzles deeper* Say it...
Val: B-Back off or I'll-! I'll bite you! I mean it Ko-!
Kodi: *Snuggles*
Val: *A purr slips out of Val's muzzle before she quickly clasps her paws to her lips in horror.*
Kodi: *Releases his grip, a smug smile crawling across his muzzle as he hastily retreats.* That'll do, see ya S'more.
Nick: *Flashes Val a half-lidded gaze.*
Val: Don't, don't say it...
Nick: What did I say? Two steps ahead of your heart...
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