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In Pursuit of Self - Chapter 23 Titlecard - Suffocating
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🦋 for Gordon.
GORDON: My favourite animals are cats.
JAMES: That checks out. You pretty much are a giant cat.
GORDON: Like a lion yes?
JAMES: No, an irritating house cat that destroys the furniture.
GORDON: Don't be absurd!
JAMES: You know I'm right!
GORDON: 😒
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“How many times do I have to tell you, I did not kill Great Northern!”
Mallard confronts Flying Scotsman - Young Iron, In Pursuit of Self, Chapter 30
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BROKEN RECORDS | Masterpost
Truro never paid much attention to affairs in the East. There were so many railways in those days, it was hard to keep track of them. The most he heard of them were rumours and talk about a designer called Gresley that held the GNR in his thrall.
Pendennis Castle has proven themself worthy as an exhibit to the UK as a premiere Express Engine with none to match him. However, a singular A1 begins to rise to providence, threatening to usurp the City of Truro’s and the GWR claims.
Set in the young iron AU. The story of how City of Truro and Flying Scotsman came together.
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The A4 brothers
Gadwall and Mallard for @tornadoyoungiron
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Fanfics & Chill: Mallard
Fanfics & Chill is back, and this week we're reading @tornadoyoungiron 's Mallard , in which we experience the surprisingly catty world of Trains, and learn why the worlds fastest train is named after a Duck.
As always, we make no apolgies for the sketchy accents.
You can listen at:
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Visiting the York Rail Museum, chances are you'll probably encounter at least Nick if not the rest of the gang
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If you've got any fics you'd like us to read, send them over at [email protected] and join us in 2 weeks for the second part.
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Basically what went down on this week's Saturday night:
//SPOILERS FOR THAT SAME EXACT CHAPTER DOWN BELOW!!
I HAVE NEVER FELT SUCH AGONISING GRIEF LIKE THIS IN AWHILE. AND THE PURE SHOCK I HAD JUST DISCOVERING NORTH WAS THE ONE TO BRING TORNADO TO LIFE, HELLO?????? MY GOSH-
#cheesy/shit posts#cheesyversial rants#cheesy designs#ttte young iron au (??)#yiau: reviews of readers!
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Traintober 2023: Day 14 - Young Iron
Ivo Hugh has some Advice for a Young Engine:
The young engine had only just arrived on Sodor, crossing over the Vicarstown Bridge and steaming onto the fabled rails of Thomas and his friends. She’d heard all about them from her driver, fireman and the trust members – the engines who lived on the Island of Sodor were legendary! All she wanted to do was meet each and every one of them and gush over how incredible it was to finally meet the engines who had so greatly influenced the preservation movement.
Her travels brought her to their Works, where her boiler, firebox and several other important parts had been machined before being sent back to her home in Derby. It was huge! It made her warehouse workshop home look like an ant next to an elephant – the Sudrian Works were built almost as if they wished to impress, with the original works sitting primly at the front, with several acres-worth of expansions behind them, stretching far beyond what the young engine could see. The signal in front of her was red, and she was shunted into a siding beside a small raised retaining wall.
“It’s grown a lot,” chuckled a voice from beside her. The young engine looked down, and her eyes nearly bugged out of her smokebox! Beside her was the smallest engine she’d ever seen!
“What are you?” spluttered the young engine. The little engine frowned – the young engine began to worry she’d somehow offended it.
“I’m Ivo Hugh,” huffed the engine. “Have you never seen a narrow-gauge engine before?” The young engine gasped.
“Like Skarloey and Rheneas? I’ve read about you all! Or at least… some of you. Were you in a book?” Ivo Hugh flushed red and let off steam crossly.
“I was too in a book!” he exclaimed. “I was in New Little Engine!” The young engine winced.
“Oh, I’m so sorry! I don’t think we have that book back home. It’s nice to meet you, little Ivo Hugh. My name is Tornado, and I’ve come to Sodor to help out while Henry is being repaired!” Ivo Hugh smiled.
“It’s no problem,” he said kindly. “And I’m sorry I got so cross – Duke would have my bunkers if he heard!” Tornado chuckled – she had read all about the famous old engine who had been buried underground. Oh, the stories that Sodor held were so exciting! And there were more that she’d never been able to read too!
“I’ve never worked in regular service before,” admitted Tornado suddenly. Her signal was still set to danger, and she was curious. “Do you have any advice?”
Ivo Hugh considered the question – there was a lot he could say, like remembering all your passengers so a refreshment lady didn’t chase you down the line, or to not be tricked about backing signals like Percy was, or even to be polite to the elder engines because they would get her back – especially Gordon, who was not above getting even, even in his old age.
But no, there was one piece of advice that Ivo Hugh could think of that stood out above all others. Something he’d been told by three different engines: Edward, Thomas and Skarloey, who heard it from their mentors, who’d learnt from their mentors, all the way back to the first steam engines. One piece of advice that linked all engines together, across Britain, across Europe, across the world.
“Engines must always look after the people who catch their trains,” he said. “They are our coal and water; without people, there are no trains for us to pull and then we have no purpose. You can ask any engine, and they’ll tell you the same. I learnt from Skarloey, who learnt from a little old engine called Neil, who supposedly learnt it in Glasgow from an engine who’d learnt it from Rocket himself.”
Tornado gasped – she’d heard of the famous Rocket, who had won the Rainhill Trials and brought about the rise of steam. He was legendary! Even the diesels spoke of him in reverent tones.
“Thank you,” said the young engine. “I’ll remember that.”
“Oh, and Tornado,” Ivo Hugh added. “Don’t copy the engines from the books. Most of them are as silly as you can get! The other day, Thomas himself had to be brought up to the works because his tank had sprung a leak! I don’t even know how he managed to do that…”
But Tornado could only turn to stare at the workshops excitedly, as if hoping that she would catch a glimpse of the famous Thomas the tank engine. Beside her, Ivo Hugh sighed. It was always the same with the engines from the mainland: they had this weird hero-worship for Thomas that lasted right up until the blue tank engine opened his mouth.
Oh well, Tornado would learn soon enough. She was headed for Tidmouth after all – her owners truly were throwing her right into the thick of it, sending her there. He just hoped a kinder engine like Edward or Bear was there to receive her, or he might be seeing Tornado arrived back at the works in a very different manner to the way she arrived!
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Day 14-The Best Day
Traintober 2023
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Day 14-Young Iron
The Best Day
Tornado chuffed happily through the snow, playfully blasting snow away from her. The electric trains that normally ran commuter services through London had failed, the third rail that delivered electricity had frozen over with ice, leaving their passengers stranded. Her trains were going the same way so she had offered to pick up the passengers stranded along the route. The electrics had been most grateful, like all engines they dreaded failing their passengers. Tornado was happy to help, not only did she get to run in the snow, she got to pull regular passengers! She loved pulling enthusiasts, but there was just something real about pulling regular passengers who didn't care whether she was steam or not, they just wanted to reach their destination.
She happily raced up and down the line between London and Dover, collecting passengers as she went. It was very funny to see people double-take as she pulled up to the platforms, many snapping pictures of her.
It was wonderful, the snow spraying to either side as she raced along. She wished she could truly stretch her wheels, to use the speed she could feel in her frames, but she dutifully listened to the speed limits instead, wanting nothing to ruin this amazing day. The snow more than made up for it anyway.
Her crew let me have her fun, reminding her of the right whistles for stations, telling her when it was safe to let off steam and when it would soak the platform. Her firewoman even bought her a hot chocolate. Tornado discovered she loved hot chocolate. When she had pulled the final train, the line's manager came to thank her, passing on thanks from the engines whose passengers she'd saved.
It was well past dark when Tornado reached her shed, tired but triumphant. As a reward for her performance, her crew revealed she would get to visit Gordon on Sodor soon. Tornado fell asleep with a smile on her face, exhausted but content.
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HELLO HELLO THEORY NATION, IT IS I, THATCHEESEYCANDLE (Or Cheese/Nixon for short)
And basically I am here to deliver (most likely) some good news me and the bsf Nel have to deliver upon the readers of YIAU:
For context, basically as usual the YIAU ask blog has posted it's daily memes (todays post being this) and as per-usual I reacted normal as ever aka all the oxygen in my lungs nearly exited my body and then something clicked in my mind being a theory
So what did I do? Well I usually pull up a google doc and write it down then end it ther- NO I DID THIS
TELLING A FELLOW THEORIST OF COURSE.
(THE ROOSTER BIT IS A TOPIC FOR ANOTHER POST-)
So then a conversation began from there then I dropped THIS:
THEN NEL DROPPED THIS
So of course I acted as normal as ever (spoiler: I didnt.)
THEN THEN I DROPPED THIS BACK
So then the conversation continued as we expressed our sorrows about the unfortunate events that unravelled (aka we talked about dead- I MEAN SPIRIT CHARACTERS)
BUT OF COURSE THAT WASN'T THE END OF IT NO I COOKED UP THIS
BASICALLY STARTING THE THIRD STAGE OF THEORY CONVERSATIONS: THE THEORIES THEMSELVES
AS USUAL I THOUGHT I'D CONTINUE IT ON BUT THEN THIS HAPPENED AND THINGS GOT A BIT RECAP-PY
(My unfortunate self having memory lose yet again)
AND SO DOWN MEMORY LANE THE BOTH OF US WENT
(insert all the bits and quotes from chapters that support Nel's theory):
AND THEN CONTINUING ON I GATHERED IT ALL UP AND CAME TO THIS
AND THEN YET AGAIN WHILE I WAS RAMBLING ABOUT THAT
NEL COOKED UP A BANGER THEORY AND DROPPED THIS:
Of course THIS IS A GENIUS THEORY AAAGJAHAJFHSH I WAS NOT NORMAL ABOUT THIS TRUTH BE TOLD BUT GOOD GOSH AAAJGKAKJWLSJFFH AN ABSOLUTE GENIUS THAT NEL IS
Now now as theorists we had to check our evidence and so Nel searched around a bit to see if there was enough support for her theory. AND GUESS WHAT:
ANOTHER BANGER HAD BEEN DROPPED AND KAPVHAKSHHFHSHSJSSS OHFKAUAPASJCJCJCBC OHFKAOAOAODHDJDH GOOD GOSH I MAY OF HAD RAN OUT OF SPACE TO SHARE THE LAST SS ONTO HERE BUT AAAOFHQOSJDOJCDJHC
IS IT POSSIBLE THAT MAYBE JUST MAYBE MERLINS COMING BACK???????? MAYBE THROUGH FLASHBACKS MAYBE THROUGH NEW FORMS MAYBE THROUGH SPIRITUAL MEANS WHO KNOWS AAJGUWJDHJFHFHFHF
BUT IF THIS IS CONFIRMED GOODNGOSH SOMEONE GIVE ME SOME SPACE I GOTTA BACK UP AND BREATH CAUSE THIS IS BIG. A BIG BIG THING. A BIGGER THING. ONE OF OUR BIGGER THEORIES EVER THEORISED
#ttte au#theory#ttte young iron au#AAAAAFJAKHFKFYDJDHD GOOD GOSH IM LITERALLY IM FLAPPING LIKE A FLAPPY BIRD#THIS IS NOT A DAILY CONVERSATION TOPIC ITS ONE OF OUR BIGGEST ONES#YIAU NATION HOW WE FEELING ABOUT THIS??
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IM FRICKIN SORRY????! THIS IS A PRANK RIGHT AINT NO WAY
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BITTERN: WHO DID THIS?! 😡😡😡 OWN UP IMMEDIATELY COWARD!
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City Class: 3700 Durban
Formerly Atbara Class - 3400 'Durban' | True Name: Carys
Eldest of the Great Western, City Class. Doting, kind and loving towards his younger siblings but especially Truro. Durban coddles and spoils Truro so much that it often puts Truro at odds with his other siblings, making him a target.
Durban turns a blind eye to Truro and his friends' recklessness because of his forgiving and doting nature towards the younger City Class.
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@tornadoyoungiron I really love your "Young iron" series, so I wanted to draw the Flying Scotsman for you
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Mallard 2: The Quackening
This week, we take one final journey along the line to @tornadoyoungiron's Mallard, the story of one angst filled trains search for the reason behind his name. James dabbles briefly in Trainspotting (not the drugs kind), and Grace's Fight or Flight response is triggered by Nigel Gresley
You can read along here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44057704 , part 2 starts at "The next morning he was awoken before daylight by the Chief Mechanical Engineer.", and you can find part 1 here: https://www.tumblr.com/the-shipping-forecasters/708904789062434816/fanfics-chill-mallard?source=share
You can listen at:
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By texting the British Transport Police, on 61016. We'll sort it. SEE IT. SAY IT. SORTED.
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If you've got any fics you'd like us to read, send them over at [email protected] and join us in 2 weeks for an erotic journey through time and space...
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