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Brambonius

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Officially an Earthling, creative in several ways and possibly out of the box (is there even one?), might use English, Dutch and other languages. Beware! Human rights and the golden rule are a minimum! All social constructs might need deconstruction...

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Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 17h

For the #WIPsnips
Ronan and Pyra in the Forest Project, once the first male colony of the female outlaw system in The Nation, and the return of a very minor character from ANOD III as a mature leader now. And something with naming conventions...

‘Who’re you bringing in there, Ed?’
A woman with short hair came up to the trio. She wore the same clothes as the men, in brown and olive green, but her hair was almost red as wine, which seemed to work for some reason. Something about her gave the feel of a Ghost Town elder.
‘These little travellers are going to Seventh City Ghost Town, Amber. The Camion broke down and they didn’t like waiting for the repair team, and just took the way to the wilderness here.’
Amber looked from Pyra to Ronan. ‘Seventh City you say?’
‘They’re actually returning from Héva, and are going back to Seventh City.’
‘Ah? There must be an interesting story there. Welcome at the old Forest Project. So you two are pupils of Eliza? She always was reckless too. But Héva is a new one…’
‘I’m just an Epsilon city boy, lady Amber.’ Ronan said, and bowed in a way that would have fitted more a millenium earlier.
‘He’s a honorary Ghost Town member too. He’s just shy.’ Pyra say.
‘So what’s your names, youngsters?’
‘Ronan Hunter, lady, and She’s Pyra Yannas.’
‘Right. So a City Fathername and an outlaw Mothername. Interesting combination. In my time we only had selfnames and partnernames…’ Amber seemed to think a bit.
‘Ronan Ronans would be an insult to his family if he still lives with them, isn’t it?’
Amber grumbled. It was clear that she didn’t like Nationers much. ‘We’ve never had anyone here who had a reason to keep their Nation fathername I’m afraid, neither the men nor the women.’

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Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 18h

See, I knew there was a late nineties song on our Flemish alternative radio that went 'I crashed an airplane, I crashed an airplane with my foot'

Google never helped me find it, apparently it's by Supergum and so obscure that it has 120 views on youtube... #musisky

www.youtube.com/watch?v=e_TN...

Airplane

YouTube video by Supergum - Topic

www.youtube.com

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Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 1d

Congratulations to María Corina Machado for her Nobel peace prize...

Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 1d

For the #WIPsnips
The wilderness in The Nation can be interesting.
Pyra thinks life is a game sometimes, and the feral mammoth (from an old de-extinction project, and then a zoo escape during the rebolution) doesn't care at all while ppor Ronan almost dies of shock..

Finally they saw the beast itself appear from out of the trees, a huge mountain of tusks and hair with a trunk that moved around like a hyperactive snake, and legs like stomping treetrunks.
‘It seems like we’ve won the main prize.’ Pyra grinned, grabbing his hand to pull him off the road, and then pressing him to a nearby tree stem. They could feel the ground tremble with every step it made.
The beast followed the same trail they were following, and probably even had helped making those weird paths on the wilderness that they were using now, now that he came to think of it.
‘This is not a game, Pyra. That thing is even bigger than the elephant in the zoo in Ninth city.’ He whispered when the animal reached them.
he almost died of holding his breath while his heart exploced. Luckily it just ignored them, as a gentle giant which didn’t care for two little humans. It only looked at them for a second, but clearly had better things to do than bothering with two little humans. It passed them by ostentatively, and walked off to wherever this path was going.
They looked at the back of the animal while it finally disappeared into the forest again.
‘Why do they even have elephants here?’ Ronan said when his heart had calmed down a bit. She let go of his hand to investigate the gigantic tracks the animal had left, and picked up a bit of reddish brown wool from the ground.
‘Oh, it’s just a feral neo-mammoth. But this one was an old megatusker.’
‘Only that?

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Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 1d

George MacDonald seems to be the one who made C.S. Lewis write, so you're in good company.

(I never read that one, but I read 'Lilith' and 'Phantastes', and I have no clue what I read sometimes, but both are incredible...)

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Brent Thomas @brent-thomas.bsky.social · 2d

Nobody asked me but it seems to me that claiming you deserve the Nobel Peace Prize excludes you from consideration.

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Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 2d

'Douchke pakke' - Maskesmachine #Musicsky

A classic in a genre that doesn't even exist I think. (Language is Antwerps and none at all sometimes)

www.youtube.com/watch?v=6jr3...

Maskesmachine - Douchke pakke

YouTube video by Leon Jespers

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Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 2d

For the #WIPsnips, from the same conversation between Pyra, Ronan, and the Hévan guard.
Direct versus indirect communication styles, threats and international politics concerning the trade of 27th century 'eternal batteries'.

‘True as all of that may be, my assertive sisterling, I would still keep quiet if I were you. Even if the Sisterhood will probably send you both back as soon as they can, the way you will be treated in the meantime may depend on how you behave now.’
‘I think she subtly tries to threaten us.’ Ronan said.
The guard looked at them with a very tired look. ‘There is nothing subtle about it. And it’s a warning, not a threat. I don’t want to use violence against children, but some other sisters might. That’s what I’m trying to get across.’
‘So you mean us no harm?’ he said.
‘I cannot say that. I don’t want to, but I must always obey the Sisterhood and their orders.’
‘So you still refuse to say the Free Person pledge?’
‘I am politically unable to do so. And speaking so openly as you two are doing is dangerous.’
‘Some say he’s autistic. It’s just his communication style. ’
The woman looked at them both and sighed again. ‘But if I say clearly now that anything that any sister says against the Sisterhood will be punished severely, you must both be able to understand that.’
Ronan nodded, and when he wanted to say something Pyra pushed him to shut up, to have the last word herself.
‘Completely unrelated, but I think the Sisterhood needs those little Afropean eternal battery thingies, and they seem to only trade them with countries who follow those Human Rights texts. Which is why The Nation doesn’t have them.
Ambassador Jibrilla and Elder Eliza live one street from the Afropean Ambassador in the Ghost Town Association, who’s also my friend. If something happens to me or my friend, they may not be very happy. Diplomatic incidents could make the Afropeans reconsider trading with you. Your Sisterhood must be able to understand that.’

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Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 3d

From the #WIPsnips, with Pyra and Ronan in the land without men. It's not exactly a dungeon, but they'll still be locked up... Pyra has a lot of international political knowledge for her age, but she may not really know what to say and what not in more authoritarian places...

‘Can we keep a manling with this girl? Isn’t it dangerous to her?’ Her colleague said.
‘I am a he. And I’m protected by the international Human Rights documents, am I not?’ Ronan protested.
‘We have no men in our laws, and no word ‘he’ in our language. And you’re a Nationer. Nation Manpersons are the enemy of sisters. We live in safety away from them thanks to The Sisterhood’ She sounded like she was quoting sacred writ.
Pyra grabbed him by his arm.
‘He stays with me. I don’t want to be alone here a strange country. Him I trust, you and your sisters I trust a lot less. Are you sisters even able pledge allegiance to all good people regardless of sex or status? That is the requierement to wear the Free person badge in our Ghost Towns. They wouldn’t even let you in without that.’
‘Keep quiet, little sister. Your words are politically dangerous.’
‘I just want to be sure that my and his human rights will be respected. And that we can get safely back to Seventh City Ghost Town.’
The guard sighed tiredly. ‘It was you kids who played the stowaways. We have all rights to lock you up. You shouldn’t complain. It’s not like this is a dungeon, is it? Remember that aiding a man-person could be a dead penalty in the early days of the Sisterhood actually. And our rules haven’t changed in theory, so I would not attract too much attention if I were you two.’
‘I wouldn’t start a diplomatic conflict if I were you. There’s still tech components your land need, and unlike your Sisterdom or the old men of The Nation and their dumb computer, we actually are in harmony with all international human rights documents as the Ghost Town federation, even though we’ll have to work on the integration of men here and there.’
The woman sighed. Discussing international right with a 15-year old was not something she had expected to do today. And nothing of the more delicate Hévan communication to make someone shut up seemed to work on this rebellious little sister. It was true that it would be a bad i…

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Spirals doesn't fit in your boxes @tealed-copper.bsky.social · 3d

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Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 3d

Bible meme of the day:

Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 4d

...after they opened up to men and became carefully egalitarian. She befriends Ronan (same age), a Nation schoolboy struggling to find his place in the world. There's something with his possible autism too, and some international politics and human rights stuff.

Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 4d

The Pyra and Ronan story is something light-ish YA-ish in the dystopian Wife School world one generation later, which also will explore the 'land without men' and a bit and the novel ecosystem of Nation Island.
Pyra (15) is from the first generation of kids in the female outlaw colonies... 1/2

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Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 4d

For the #WIPsnips, Pyra and Ronan, and the only other man in Héva, the land of no men. (He's an international pilot)

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Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 4d

3 lines, from the second-generation ANOD follow-up:

‘So what’s your names, youngsters?’
‘Ronan Hunter, lady, and she’s Pyra Yannas.’
‘Right. So a City Fathername and an outlaw Mothername. Interesting combination. In my time we only had selfnames and partnernames…’

king is indecisive 💙✨ @king-reinhardt.bsky.social · 6d

Hey, #writingcommunity! Quote this post with your most recently written line!
I'll go first: No doctor dared to set foot on the island to see him, and he'd been too fragile to be rowed out to see one on the mainland, but the cicadas screamed consumption all that summer.

Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 5d

Random and questionable diagram of the day:

Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 5d

For the #WIPsnips

Pyra and Ronan returning home after accidentally ending up in the country with no men, and then having to come back through the wilderness. Normal life will suck after that, especially for Ronan as a city boy...

‘So we’re almost home. Back to normal life.’ Pyra looked out the window, where the ruins had given way to trees. All the way from here to Seventh City it would be forests and then fields here and there.
‘How can normal life work after all that? I mean, school after being stuck in Héva and then wandering through the wilderness… Plus I’m going to miss being with you all the time I think.’
‘Ah, that’s flattering…’
‘It’s all your fault, you know?’ Ronan said.
‘I didn’t do anything except for not checking when that aeroplane would depart. All the rest was done by the both of us.’
‘Probably, but what’s going to happen now? I’m going back to school, and my parents will be crazy mad about everything. And school will be as stupid as ever again. I’m not even sure when I can come to visit you again…’
‘Oh, we’ll find a way to see each other. I have your home phone number, and I can send you Pen Pal letters, plus I know my way in the city now.’
‘Isn’t that dangerous?’
‘Oh, nothing compared to what we’ve seen together. And Elder Eliza will have to give Ghost Town magic now to defend myself. I’m a big girl now… I bet my parents will want me to be able to defend myself too.’
‘Mine will only get more restrictive. Probably about us too…’
‘They can’t forbid us from seeing each other.’
‘They can keep me at home. They can forbid me anything. My, eh, condition, you know. I’m officially unmarriable anyway, so they probably won’t accept me having a girlfriend. And they probably will question your sanity too.’
‘Ah, maybe you should actually run away then. Come live with us. You’d be a great Ghost Town outlaw!’
‘You know I can’t do that, Pyra! And they’d find me anyway…’

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Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 6d

For the #WIPsnips, from the Pyra and Ronan story...

('Ghost Towns' are female outlaw colonies in the originally extremely patriarchal Nation, this is one generation after the reforms after ANOD)

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Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 7d

Oh man this fragment has so many errors...

Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 7d

*made with heavy Manfred beers

(Ironically the type of drink that women are not allowed to drink in The Nation is used by the female outlaws for ancient stew recipes...)

Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 7d

For the #WIPsnips, again from the embryonic Ronan and Pyra story, a generation after ANOD.

A conversation about laws on hunting animals (Manfred, father of The Nation was against hunting them, as there were almost none in his days) and 'deleted' men...
(The latter being a plot point in ANOD)

‘Deer stew?’ Ronan asked, looking at the brown mass on his plate. ‘I’ve never had it before. No-one in The Nation I think.’
‘Oh, it’s quite rare even I Ghost Towns, but sometimes deer are hunted, yes. And it’s great! It’s made heavy Manfred beers, but it has no alcohol.’ Pyra said, gobbling up as as much as possible.
‘You’re lucky indeed, it’s not every week that we have it. But yes, the deer population has boomed in this part of The Nation, and some minor hunting is allowed now. Even the panthers and an occasional bear are not enough anymore to control it if I’m honest.’ The man scooped up potatoes for both of them.
‘But I’ve always heard that it’s strictly forbidden.’ Ronan said.
‘Oh, that’s the silliness of Manfred originalism. In his days animals were rare, but almost two hundred years without hunting has had their numbers explode again while the wilderness recovered. I’m quite sure that some of your Nation hunters are back to shooting deer again illegally, but officially no innovations or ammendements can be made to Manfred’s doctrine are allowed, and he was very strict.
Plus those conservative Manfredists are still angry about all the changes they had to accept in the days of Eliza te reformer to be able to trade with the Planetarcy Council, and they seem hellbent on not having any new innovations ever.’
‘Well, shoorting deer is better than shooting feral men, like they used to do.’ Pyra said.
‘That was also part of the reform. But there still less ferals than there used to be. A lot of the hopeless men joined the female outlaw system and became Ghost Town citizens too. And those that didn’t avoid us like the plague for some reason…’

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Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 8d

So this joke works in a lot of European languages but not in English?

Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 8d

Antwerpen used to be ZOOTV world... #U2

Brambonius @brambonius.bsky.social · 9d

The female outlaws have Love Cermonies based on love (normally monogamous) which are opened for men during the story. Relationships are love-based and friendship is seen as essential.

(Couples that are ready for children can get their Ancom-chip -anticonception- removed if the woman is over 23)