Build a Kingdom

I’ve been working with a friend of mine to create different kingdoms and cultures based off the 16 different Pokemon types. We have a kingdom of fire, a kingdom of water, grass, fighting, etc. Between the two of us, it’s a lot of work and making each one unique is proving a challenge. Not only that, but we want to build their cultures and history. Give them little traits to really bring their lands to life.

So, our kingdoms are based on the 16 different Pokemon types. What about you? If you were to create 1 kingdom, how would you do it? Would it be based off medieval kingdoms? Indian culture? Japanese? Would your kingdom be nomads? Could they be rooted in tradition? Stubborn to a fault? Open to new ideas? Would they have a religion? What are their beliefs? What are they good at? Bad at? Is there anything they would refuse to do?

One of the kingdoms that I built between me and my friend is the kingdom of the Water Type. We used the names of the kingdoms from Pokemon Conquest. Which gives my water kingdom the name Fontaine. The name was the only thing I took from the game everything else came from me.

The Kingdom of Fontaine

Fontaine is located in the great northern gulf of Ransei. A few islands and sandbars reside within the gulf and along the northern shore of Ransei, but Fontainians live on the sea. There isn’t a resident of Fontaine that doesn’t know how to sail or swim. Fontaine’s capital is called Plethora and is integrated in the largest reef known to man. The ocean reigns in Fontaine and to care for it is every citizen’s duty.

What Fontaine is most known for is its trade and sea travel. Rivers stretch off the Gulf of Fontaine and into other kingdoms. This gives Fontaine the ability to trade and carry goods throughout Ransei. They take great pride in this and their abilities to sail their great galleons and swoops through dangerous waters. Priding themselves on their trade, Fontainians excel in wordplay and negotiations. This makes them seem greedy to other kingdoms and it doesn’t help that they embrace being called pirates.

Alongside ocean devotees and traders, Fontanians are vibrant and enjoy celebrating life. They’ll make any excuse to toast and new shanties seem to pop up everyday. Plethora and the other cities and villages in Fontaine are decorated with bright colors. Water dances and races are the top sports within the kingdom. Fishing competitions are all catch and release. The people of Fontaine are very “go with the flow” type people and don’t often stress over trials; however, to invoke their wraith is to go toe to toe with a hurricane. Fontaine has a great naval fleet and has yet to be beaten in a fight upon the sea.

The warlord of Fontaine is selected by their deity, the Sea Basin pokemon: Kyogre. When a warlord perishes without an heir, the greatest sailors in Fontaine make the perilous trek to Kyogre Isle. Those that survive the journey face Kyogre’s judgement. The one selected is named “Ocean’s Chosen” and is honored throughout Fontaine. A tattoo of Kyogre is marked on their skin so all would know the Chosen has the favor of their deity.

I could go on about the Kingdom of Fontaine, but that’s the gist of it. So, how about you? If you built a kingdom, what would it be like?

Wonder

Take a deep breath and let it out. You’re sitting on your couch, your bed, or your floor, but you swear you’re in the world in your hands. Be it a book. Be it a video game. You feel the breeze on your face. Fly through the skies, jump out an airlock, stand on a cliff and overlook the castle. Whatever the setting. Whatever the purpose. You’re right there and it’s totally worth it.

Take another deep breath and a smile finds your face. Reach out your hand, feel the grass on the plains. Take the controls of a racing car. Run over villains and shoot for the stars. Search for the princess in a far off land. Save the galaxy with the force in your hand. Purge the plague. Find the impostor. Search for a bunker where your families been fostered.

Such magic there is in the fantasy world. Such adventure and wonder. Dreams that are pearled. Anything is possible. That is what it teaches. Anything is possible, if you just believe it. Be braver. Be inspired. Take the real world by the horns. Just like your hero wrestling the thorns.

So, thanks to the wonder and the belief in magic. Thanks to the escape and the world that has it. So when you’re off on adventure as a swordsman, a gunner. I hope you never lose that wonder.

Happy Mother’s Day!

Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms.

To new moms, experienced moms, to moms of moms, and moms of angels.

Happy Mother’s day to you. I hope your day isn’t blue, and I’ll speak for all us kids and express our gratitude.

Thank you for the late nights you helped us with fright. For the long days we did nothing but complain.

Thank you for your patience and your support. For the ways you always have your heart.

You’ve been there through it all. Caught all our tears and put up with us through the years.

So thank you again and thank you once more. Thank you for everything that you’ve stood for.

Whether new mom or long, I hope that you know, how much we love you and the love that you’ve shown.

Happy Mother’s Day ❤️

Power of Characters

I saw a writing prompt the other day where it wanted you to list some people you admire and the qualities you admire best. Now, I do have people that I admire, but I’ll be honest, the first ones that came to my mind weren’t real people.

The first people I thought of for this prompt were fictional characters. Princess Zelda from the Legend of Zelda series. Roronoa Zoro from One Piece. Captain Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Caribbean, and many more. Sure, you could probably look down on me for thinking of fictional characters first, but with how much I love stories and adventurous tales, you shouldn’t be surprised. Don’t get me wrong. Real people are inspiring. There’s so much to admire in your everyday Joe or influencers around the world. However, I believe there’s a special power to fictional characters. Fictional characters are created by real people. Real people who had goals, dreams, and flaws of their own. They put these ideals into their characters and shared them with the world. Fictional characters are who we hope to be, fear to be, and people we can learn from. Maybe while reading this, you had a fictional character come to mind? Someone you admire? Someone you love to hate? However your opinion of them falls, I hope you’ll share who they are and why they’re important to you in the comments here or on one of my social media pages. Give the fictional characters you admire a shoutout. Maybe the person who created them will see it and you’ll have brightened their day?

As for me. I grew up loving Princess Zelda from the Legend of Zelda series. Though she had many different forms from many different games, she’s tough, caring, puts others first and holds out faith. She’s a warrior, a pirate, a ninja, a queen, and more. I could say a lot as to why I love her, but I’ll keep it short. Now, it’s your turn. Who’s your favorite fictional character, and why?

Starting with Goodbye

When a beginning starts with goodbye
It can be hard to get your footing
Everything is one big cry
And wonder for what are you shooting?

There’s a dream and a goal,
But stagnant starts your roll

You’re on the path,
Following the track
But goodbyes make you want to crack

Missed chances are shown
Of ones you never got to know
You wonder where you can place your love
When everything’s flying off like a dove

What good are you bringing
To the ones who stopped singing?
What difference can you make?
You can’t contribute to the wake
So you wonder why should you try?

Buck up and move on
But your chances are gone
You can’t make a difference anymore

Lift your chin
Put on a grin
And wait for what’s in store

Fake it, if you must
Let them believe you belong
Don’t let them see your mistrust
And they’ll think that you’re strong

Someday, I implore
Goodbyes will be done
And in comes someone
Whom you can make a difference for
Have faith. Press on. You’re far from done
The world needs you here and more

Toned by the Wind

I couldn’t tell you if I read it in an article or heard it from somewhere, but years ago, I heard about (or read about) a facility that was trying to create an artificial environment or ecosystem. Something that if humanity wanted to expand to other planets and begin space exploration, we’ve be able to build an environment where we could survive. They planted trees, created a stable cycle of carbon dioxide and oxygen exchange, had running water, and the basic necessities.

Yet, the environment failed.

The reason it failed is because it had no wind. The trees grew, but eventually they grew so big, they couldn’t bear their own weight. There was no wind to tone their bark and teach them to be strong.

Now, because it’s been so long since I read or heard about this. I don’t actually know if this facility was real or not. Probably, but I can’t tell you what the facility was, who ran it, or where it was located. All I can tell you is that trees need wind.

I have my own evidence to back it up.

I’m growing pecan trees. I’ve got five total that I’ve been growing since 2019. Two have been planted in the ground and have faced the elements for about a year now. The others have been hanging out in the garage under a plant light.

Each tree has a stick beside it to help it grow straight and help the outside trees face the storms that roll into town. They’ve had the sticks for a least a year, and just the other day, I took the sticks off. The ones outside, enduring the weather, remained straight while the ones in the garage sagged under the weight of their leaves.

Though the inside trees remained safe from the elements and squirrels, as soon as I removed the sticks, they slumped over. This spring, I noticed the inside trees grew leaves faster than the outside trees. Makes me think the outside trees spent more energy improving their trunks against the wind while the inside trees–facing no wind–put their energy in growing their leaves, and when their support was taking away, they couldn’t handle their leaves anymore.

This isn’t a true scientific experiment. These are just some observations I’ve had while growing these pecan trees. If I really wanted to test the fact that trees need wind, I would’ve made my old science teachers proud by going through the whole scientific process, but I don’t have time for that. I’m just letting the trees grow where I have room for them.

I honestly think it’s awesome that trees need wind to be strong. Nature is so interconnected and fascinating, I often wonder if humanity will ever understand every part of it. The wind itself has so many roles in nature and yet, we don’t often think about it unless we’re hearing it howl with an oncoming storm.

What I love most about this whole “trees need wind” fun fact is the deeper lesson. Trees need to be tested in order become stronger. They need to stand in the wind if they’re going bear their own weight and produce delicious nuts, fruits, flowers, or other. They need to be strengthened if they’re going to serve their purpose.

Same could be said for us. We need to stand in the wind if we’re going to become stronger. Face the trials that could bend and beat us so we can become strong enough to carry the fruit we produce, the roles we play.

If trees can do it, we can too.

Newbie and Now

How I missed the days
When I would write to write
All that mattered then
Was seeing my characters every night

To one, two,
or three in the morning
One girl and her characters
Were constantly exploring

So many nights
Writing adventures of her friends
Not caring about phrasing
Or how the plot will end

No punctuation, no troublesome tags,
no perfect wording
Or critics that nag

Just writing to write
To make a good story
Figuring it out as we go
Not a care or a worry

But now it’s all changed
It’s gotta be good
No one will take it if it’s misunderstood

The trouble with learning
With getting better and better
Is that progress is concerning
And stress is like heavy leather

It has to be perfect
You need the right words
You’ve forgotten the magic
Of characters being heard

Striving for exceptional
Thrown your characters in the corner
You must be professional
But it’s absolute torture

Retreat to the magic
Sometimes that’s the key
Just you and your characters
Free as can be

So take a moment, a week
A month or two
To return to the wonder
Of when you were new

A newbie writer
Just starting out
Letting your characters show you what it’s all about

Just write to write
Who cares who will read it
Put your magic on the page
You’ve just got to believe it

Restart the Day

Staring at a blank page
Trying to think of what I want to say
There’s so much going on in my head
I’m partly thinking of going back to bed
This’s and that’s and little mistakes
All of them eating me all the wrong way
It’s funny how something you read
Can start your day off with a little dread
I’ll push through. I’ll let it go
Because if I don’t, it’s my own harm I sow
Yet, at the blank page
Trying to think of what to say
Thoughts come at you with a knife
You just want to complain with strife
But complaints do nothing but sour the ear
They build up distrust and fill you with fear
So let it go, leave it on the page
And be ready to start a brand new age
Force a smile, if you must, until it sinks in
Then restart the day again
Hold tight to faith, hope, and love
And onto to peace like a dove
No matter what the world sends our way
I’ve only got one thing to say
Keep pressing on with a steady gait
And remember that you’re doing great

For You

May the Lord bless you
And keep you
May He be your strength
When you have none
May He be your hope
When all is dim
May faith be your anchor
When the storm riles up
May you give Him your dreams
And be blessed in return
May you depend on Him
And not your own strength
May you stand in His light
When all the world is dark
May you feel His love
Whenever you’re alone
May you be at ease
Knowing He’s in control
May the Lord bless you
And be your strength

Guilty of Hope

A funny thing happened to me this week. I got accused of being too hopeful. Now, if you know me. You’ll know I’m a stressor, a worrywart, and an anxious bundle of curly hair that doesn’t like change. Yet, I was driving with a coworker the other day and we were talking work stuff. There’s a lot of things up in the air at my work. A great potential for a lot of change that it has some people on edge. Every workplace has a rumor mill and mine is no different. People talk because they want to understand what’s going to happen. Who’s going to stick around. What challenges are we going to face? They want to be prepared for what comes our way. Sometimes, its the only thing people talk about.

Then there’s me.

The way I see it, I just got full time, I’m not going anywhere. Things are changing and I can’t stop them. All I can do is roll with them and take them a day at a time. The team I’m a part of proved just yesterday that we can handle ourselves. We may not have all the answers in the moment, but we get stuff done.

I was impressed with the way things worked out yesterday and proud of the team as well. We got our animal routines done early and that left the afternoon open for projects. Yet, before we could head off, someone pips up with an “Oh…guys…we’re supposed to do this task (that everyone forgot about) today.” We had to do it that day because that’s when forklift guy said he could help us. The task was to retrieve a really heavy thing from one building and move it to another so it could be used there.

We got to work. Someone called forklift guy to make sure he could help us. We had to go into another animal team’s area, so I called them to make sure it was alright for us to come down–they were thrilled. They wanted the heavy thing gone from their building. Then we realized the truck we currently have wasn’t going to handle the heavy thing, so we needed to needed to see if a loaner truck was available. It worked out because the team that was using the loaner truck was driving it up to drop it off when we called them.

So, we had the forklift guy on the way, the other animal team notified, and the truck that we needed. We loaded up and escorted ourselves through the zoo to pick up the heavy thing. The other animal team had our object ready to go when we arrived. We got the truck in place. Forklift guy moved the object to the truck, we secured it, and the other animal team waved goodbye and told us to never bring that object back to their area as we drove away.

We got the heavy thing in place at one of our buildings just in time for closing.

What may happen in the next few days, weeks, or months may be completely up in the air. We could lose team members. Routines may change. Dynamics could shift. It could very well be a difficult transition. Yet, I think about days like yesterday how we handled a task we forgot about and how everything fell into place for us to get that task done. It all worked out and we worked well together.

I guess that’s one of the reasons why I’m hopeful moving forward. No matter the changes, I’m sure everything will be alright. We can take it a day at a time and handle the changes as they come up, because we’re capable. There’s no use stressing over it, after all, when all you can control is you.

I hope you find yourself guilty of being too hopeful moving forward. It’s a good way to stand out.