User talk:Soap

I am currently typing up interpretations of histories that I wrote when I was a teenager, and these stories are very violent and dramatic even by my standards. e.g. try searching for words like

• enslaved
• masochistic
• plantations
• abusing

This is not what I come here to do, and I will be paring the stories down considerably. I am dealing with constant severe pain due to several independent medical issues, and that makes me angry, and in all honesty that's probably the only reason I'm writing about massacre after massacre. Please be kind and sympathetic.

Please let me know if I'm writing too much. I think Im mostly done anyway, as even though my conworld history spans 26000 BC to 12000 AD (with "present" being 8773 AD and the years after that prophecies) I am mostly interested in the period from about 1770 AD to 4268 AD as seen from the perspective of Paba, and most of that has been written down in great detail.

Universal canonicity

One rule I've always held to is to never reject any of my ideas at all. Everything I've written since I was three years old is now and will forever be canonical. When one idea contradicts another, they are either both true at separate times or one of the names is changed. Since creating a nation called "Camia" when I was 11 years old, I've had several more Camias, thus explaining how "Camia" can be utterly destroyed by one of its enemies and then a few hundred years later be on the verge of conquering the world. People, too, can appear multiple times, under different names. The two powerful female leaders Ende and Joja were originally the same person in my writings, even though they lived 300 years apart. Both of these were originally "Nancy" who was the leader of a club for children in Camia who wanted to Save The World. A similar person, Afunyū, lived in the 1900s, but I now realize when I wrote that she was Nancy I was using a metaphor.

I did not hold to this rule early on. I just now found a note to myself "Remember, the plots of the book are completely detached from the comics, which gave way to the book in Nov '93." Neither the book I was writing then nor the comics that precede it are mentioned here however, as they dealt with fine details happening to just a few people whereas my history books deal with large events. However, a few things do appear in both, such as the firebirds' attack on Sala.

Particularly when I was younger, but even now that I'm in my thirties, I came up with ideas that seemed impossible to reconcile with other ideas later on. For example, when I was 13 years old, I wrote a story in which two 13-year-old boys in Camia learned that Camia's enemy, Wamia, was going to try to defeat Camia by crashing them into the sun. Even though Camia and Wamia were on the same planet, Wamia didnt worry about problems because they were fighting a "weather" war, and any increase in temperature, even to absurd levels, would not hurt Wamia. But when the two 13-year-old boys in STW discovered that Wamia was contemplating whether to "shoot the sun at them" they ended the war by destroying the sun. Then they fled to planet Nama to ponder whether they had done the right thing.

Since this event is still canonical, I have to find a way to work it into the story. My conworld no longer has computers or spaceships or interplanetary ballistic missiles, and I like it that way since there is no longer any possible way for one nation to "destroy the universe". Even with my insistence to keeping absolutely everything, I am willing to move events from one time period to another and thus greatly change the details of what happened so long as the event itself is preserved. Planets become countries. Aliens become animals. Guns become arrows and missile attacks become ground force invasions. Destroying the sun, however, has so far resisted my attempts at working it into the story. In a truly unintended irony, the names of the two young boys who fired the missiles that destroyed the sun were named the Golden Sun and the Red Sun, on account of their respective hair color, which was noticeable because they were immigrants into a city where the vast majority of the population was dark-skinned. I didnt realize the irony because I wrote the story about destroying the sun four years before I got the idea to start giving everyone bynames instead of developing hundreds of conlangs for each time period and using names from those conlangs. In a second irony, the Red Sun was patterned entirely on a person I had known growing up who thought blonde hair looked weird in any context and often made fun of blonde people. The Golden Sun, meanwhile, was patterned entirely after myself, which is why the Golden Sun is the leader of the group and the Red Sun merely second in command. However, he (I) was "so generous" towards his friend that even though he was originally simply named the Sun, because of course the sun is yellow, he changed his name to the Golden Sun to show that he was considering himself merely the equal of his otherwise less-admired friend.

One thing I do know is that destroying the sun was the explanation for why the Raspara people, hideous parasites whose entire existence depended on abusing the people they lived amongst, suddenly had no power and could not prevent the ascendancy of a government run by the people they had abused for the last sixty years.

Video games

A few ideas taken from video games exist in my conworld, but most are in the "short stories" I wrote when I was younger and will not be publishing here or likely anywhere. One idea that survives in the wider history is that the Raspara people stereotypically wear bathrobes because they are patterned after the Wizzrobe "people" in the original Legend of Zelda video game. When I was young (maybe 8 years old) I pretended I was Link and that I had made friends with a Yellow Wizzrobe when we met each other in a doorway. This is why the "Yellow Raspara" befriended the Swamp Kids and the "Blue Raspara" doubled down on their abusive practices.

Comically overpowered child superheros

Since I started writing when I was three years old, and did the bulk of my failed attempt at writing a novel when I was 12, and since I've held to the promise to keep everything I've ever written inviolably canonical, a lot of the characters in my stories even today are children. I find my early writings amusing in that I wrote mostly about war but never even considered the possibility that one of the 12 year old boys that was cruising around the universe fighting battle after battle in six simultaneous wars might actually somehow get hurt. They were always inexplicably invincible not just to death but even to being injured, and I never came up with an explanation for this except impossibly good luck.

In one scene a 12 year old boy, "Teddy", is cornered in his own spaceship by four heavily armed enemy soldiers. Three of the men pinned the boy to the floor of the ship while the fourth started beating the boy up. The boy's reaction to this was to pull his radio out of his pocket and call for his copilot to come into the ship to rescue him. Then he jumped up to free himself from the four men and attacked a fifth man who had come inside to pilot the ship. Then he subdued the other four attackers and brought his spaceship back down to the planet.

Some of the children occasionally were captured by enemy soldiers, since although they were quite strong their powers were primarily defensive rather than offensive ones. One boy, the same "Teddy" from above in fact, "gets caught" by his enemies while spying in a foreign country and is thrown in jail. It was not because he was young that he was spared from death; everyone on this planet seemingly took it for granted that the nation of Camia had a team of child superheros who bounced around from planet to planet defeating enormous enemies without sustaining so much as a minor flesh wound. Thus, these kids were on everyone's hit list, and none of the enemies they were fighting against would have shed a tear if all twelve of the young boys were hit by a missile strike and froze to death on the ice planet Imama-Hamapaa.

Thus, they were harassed and attacked wherever they went, and one of the boys got put in jail near the city of Buga in his nation's enemy, Wamia. He decided to break out of the jail by drilling through the floor with his "cocoon" superpower. Then he climbs into an invisible spaceship and flies for some reason to a fort in the arctic wasteland for protection even though he was already free and safe as soon as he got into the ship.

Notes to self

• "he only doesnt let me down the stairs" ... complaining someome isnt THAT abusive because he at least still allows access to the hallway
• The (Soap) Bubbles were identified as identical with the Andanese in a scrap story immedaitrely after the TDA story

• However, it was certainly not just an ethnic group; e.g. Pinuha and the Red Sun, the two most powerful people in the government of the Little Country, joined the Bubbles, fired all Swamp Kids from the government, and banished all Swamp Kids from the Little Country.

• One story that uses the word "bubble(s)" fifty times seems to identify them as Mampum, indicating they include Crystals. This would explain why the Crystals of the 4149-4268 era seem to have nothing in common with the Crystals of the 1500AD-3915 AD era. This same story also uses "crystal(s)" 169 times.

• Can "Larnac and Lucy" be here?
• "leaving just Ezra" <--- when did this happen?
• there was a strong localistic sentiment in amade, and the region refused to force its children to learn standard camian, preferring instead the smooth, measured dialect that had come to them from clubia. <--- possibly explains "STW was imported from Clubia"

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