Beware the Ides of May

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He's feeling a little under the weather

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Giant Merman + Thalassophobia human.

The human somehow makes their way out into sea— and with all their fear meets something they feared of being in this sea. A mer— bigger than the boat itself! It circles the boat, intrigued with it. Before seeing the human— which it finds even more intriguing.

Imagine a “stoic” mer easily impressed by the littlest human. And going all doggy curious with them as the human is having a heart attack on the boat from the utter fear they are experiencing.

Human: *high-pitched screams of terror*

it’s called a Hawser and is the thick cable or rope used for towing/mooring a ship

This is a line designed to hold in place a moving object that can be easily in excess of 10000 tons. AND THEY CAN BREAK FROM THAT TENSION ALONE.

You’ve heard of the term, “Going haywire,” right? Ever spared a thought to why that term exists?

See, time was there was a prototype automatic hay-baler. But this was in that magic period juuust before we really got into standardized sizes. So calibration of the machine was handled manually - a mix of guessing and learning from the results of guessing. If you’ve read Raising Steam by Sir Terry Pratchett you know that many people don’t get to learn from the results of their own guesses, due to being dead.

A poorly calibrated hay-baler had the mechanical strength to smush the hay into a tight bundle, wrap the wire around it, and tie that wire off to maintain the bale’s form. But the pressure of the over-packed hay was a constant outward force. Each bale made by an over-tight baler was potential energy in physical form. We have a word for “potential energy in physical form” and that word is “bomb.”

So sometimes, a man would toss a hay bale and it would land with a twang and the man who’d been reaching down to pick it up where it landed was dead.