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ltwilliammowett · 1 year
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Division of space on a mid 17th century East Indiaman
A. Hold:
A1. Small locker at stern post (helletje achterin): storeroom for ship's ammunition (cannon balls and musket shot).
A2. Powder room and bread rooms: the powder room provided storage for the gunpowder, packed in small barrels. It was located in a safe place between the bread rooms, below the waterline. Bread was not stored with other provisions in the hold, but in a special dry room. This space was lined with tin-plates. The bread rooms on either side of the powder room offered extra protection.
A3. Main hold: the primary place for storage of cargo and equipment. Special planking and enclosures were constructed for vulnerable items or goods with a strong smell which could affect other products. Dunnage was used to secure chests and barrels in the hold. In the bow and stern, areas were allocated for special storage and workshops. Ballast was placed on the bottom of the hold, and separated from the cargo and provisions by planking. In a 17th century East Indiaman, water barrels were placed amidships.
A4. Cable locker & sail room: anchor-cable comes through a hatch in the orlop deck, and is coiled on a cable tier in the cable locker. Storerooms for spare sails with wide sliding-doors are located to either side of the cable locker. Spare sails and stocks of sail-cloth were stored here. This space could also be used for housing soldiers.
A5. Locker in the bow at stem post (the hell): the confined space in the bow of the ship was called the hell. It was uncomfortable, due to extreme movements in this part of the ship and the noise of breaking water on the bow. The boatswain and his mate used this space as a maintenance workshop. Spare parts and spare rope for the rigging were stored here.
B. Orlop deck: main work platform and accommodation for most of the crew. Most of the gun ports were on this deck. Ventilation and light also came through grates to the deck above.
B1. constable's room: the constable took care of the guns, weapons and related equipment, and tools. This room was quarters and workshop for the constable and his assistant, and also a weapons store.
B2. orlop behind the main mast: quarters and workplace for the petty officers.
B3. surgeon/barber's cabin.
B4. sick-bay (sick-berth).
B5. steward's room: on the starboard side, where the steward managed the meals. Food was given to the cook and beverage distributed to the mess boys, according to strict rules.
B6. galley: a brick fire place with an installation to hold cooking pots and to grill food.
B7. orlop in front of the main mast: accommodation for sailors and soldiers.
B8. carpenter's cabin.
B9. boatswain's room.
C. Upper deck: the upper deck had an open section in the middle - the waist.
C1. cabin: a spacious room for people of high rank, divided into meeting/eating and sleeping space. Comfort was similar to that of a house ashore, and the decoration and ornaments were impressive.
C2. steering place: for the helmsman at the whipstaff.
C3. room under half deck: various functions - eg workshops, or temporary cabins for passengers.
C4. waist: recreation place for the crew, and storage space when at sea; the smith and cooper also worked in this area.
C5. room under the forecastle: shelter and recreation area for crew.
C6. beak head: work platform and crew latrines.
D. Superstructure: officers' cabins were on this deck. From the open deck, 'behind the mast', they could supervise the crew.
D1. upper cabins.
D2. quarter deck.
D3. forecastle deck: work platform and recreation area for the crew (smoking allowed here)
E. Poop deck:
E1. small upper cabin or hen coop: for the trumpeter and drummer or used for chickens.
E2. poop deck.
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stra-tek · 9 days
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A plan of Discovery's bridge deck, from 5.04 "Face the Strange". I'm pretty sure the layout doesn't quite work, since Lorca's ready room had a window but here there is a corridor behind.
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artsyboy90 · 2 years
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A bit blurry, but that’s because of the size of the file on deviantART (so I could put the watermark xD). But, Lord this was far too much fun. Also, I cannot wait for the RP which is in less than 10 days!!! AHHH. Excitement.  Anyways, please enjoy! ^_^
Also, if you share this elsewhere (on other social media) PLEASE credit me with my work. It takes time for something like to this to be made. Thank-you!
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cookinguptales · 1 year
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You know... I had an experience about two months ago that I didn't talk about publicly, but I've been turning it over and over in my mind lately and I guess I'm finally able to put my unease into words.
So there's a podcast I'd been enjoying and right after I got caught up, they announced that they were planning on doing a live show. It's gonna be near me and on the day before my birthday and I thought -- hey, it's fate.
But... as many of you know, I'm disabled. For me, getting to a show like that has a lot of steps. One of those steps involved emailing the podcasters to ask about accessibility for the venue.
The response I got back was very quick and very brief. Essentially, it told me to contact the venue because they had no idea if it was accessible or not.
It was a bucket of cold water, and I had a hard time articulating at the time quite why it was so disheartening, but... I think I get it a little more now.
This is a podcast that has loudly spoken about inclusivity and diversity and all that jazz, but... I mean, it's easy to say that, isn't it? But just talking the talk without walking the walk isn't enough. That's like saying "sure, we will happily welcome you in our house -- if you can figure out how to unlock the door."
And friends, my lock-picking set is pretty good by this point. I've been scouting out locations for decades. I've had to research every goddamn classroom, field trip, and assigned bookstore that I've ever had in an academic setting. I've had to research every movie theater, theme park, and menu for every outing with friends or dates. I spend a long time painstakingly charting out accessible public transportation and potential places to sit down every time I leave the house.
Because when I was in college, my professors never made sure their lesson plans were accessible. (And I often had to argue with them to get the subpar accommodations I got.) Because my friends don't always know to get movie tickets for the accessible rows. Because my dates sometimes leave me on fucking read when I ask if we can go to a restaurant that doesn't keep its restrooms down a flight of stairs.
I had one professor who ever did research to see if I could do all the coursework she had planned, and who came up with alternate plans when she realized that I could not. Only one. It was a medical history and ethics class, and my professor sounded bewildered as she realized how difficult it is to plan your life when you're disabled.
This woman was straight-up one of the most thoughtful, philosophical, and ethical professors I've ever had, one who was incredibly devoted to diversity and inclusion -- and she'd never thought about it before, that the hospital archives she wanted us to visit were up a flight of stairs. That the medical museum full of disabled bodies she wanted us to visit only had a code-locked back entrance and an old freight elevator for their disabled guests who were still breathing.
And that's the crux of it, isn't it? It's easy to theoretically accept the existence of people who aren't like you. It's a lot harder to actively create a space in which they can exist by your side.
Because here's what I did before I contacted the podcasters. I googled the venue. I researched the neighborhood and contacted a friend who lives in the area to help me figure out if there were any accessible public transportation routes near there. (There aren't.) I planned for over an hour to figure out how close I could get before I had to shell out for an uber for the last leg of the trip.
Then I read through the venue's website. I looked through their main pages, through their FAQs to see if there was any mention of accessibility. No dice. I download their packet for clients and find out that, while the base building is accessible, the way that chairs/tables are set up for individual functions can make it inaccessible. So it's really up to who's hosting the show there.
So then and only then I contacted the podcasters. I asked if the floor plan was accessible. I asked if all the seats were accessible, or only some, and whether it was open seating or not. Would I need to show up early to get an accessible seat, or maybe make a reservation?
And... well, I got the one-sentence reply back that I described above. And that... god, it was really disheartening. I realized that they never even asked if their venues were accessible when they were booking the shows. I realized that they were unwilling to put in the work to learn the answers to questions that disabled attendees might have. I realized that they didn't care to find out if the building was accessible.
They didn't know and they didn't care. That, I think, is what took the wind out of my sails when they emailed me back. It's what made me decide that... yeah, I didn't really want to go through the trouble of finding an accessible route to the venue. I didn't want to have to pay an arm and a leg to hire a car to take me the last part of the journey. I didn't want to make myself frantic trying to figure out if I could do all that and still make the last train home.
If they didn't care, I guess I didn't either.
If they'd apologized and said that the only venue they could get was inaccessible, I actually would have understood. I know that small shows don't always get their pick of venues. I get it. I even would have understood if they'd been like "oh dang, I actually don't know -- but I'll find out."
But to be told that they didn't know and didn't intend to find out... oof. That one stung.
Because.... this is the thing. This is the thing. I may be good at it by now, but I'm so tired of picking locks. I'm tired of doing all the legwork because no one ever thinks to help me. I'm tired of feeling like an afterthought at best, or at worst utterly unwelcome.
If you truly want to be inclusive, you need to stop telling people that you're happy to have them -- if they can manage to unlock the door. You need to fucking open it yourself and welcome them in.
What brought all this back to me now, you may be asking? Well... I guess it's just what I was thinking to myself as I was tidying up my phone.
Today I'm deleting podcasts.
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locustime · 6 months
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Minecraft “Ravager” design - with a bonus Mrs Tango (Decked Out Ravager)
I couldn’t decide if I wanted them to be fluffy like a yak, or thick-skinned like a rhino, and decided, why not both?
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critterbitter · 4 months
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Do you think you'll draw the nimbasa trio catching their first Pokemon that's not their starter on their journey?
Definitely! It’s just a matter of getting there, haha. I am but one vaguely man shaped blob with a hyperfixation. Mortal needs like sleep and hand pains stop me from vomiting every brain idea I have.
I actually got this question multiple times, so to answer! I am not going to be drawing the nimbasa trio getting another pokemon until their late teens unless a brainworm strikes. (So no new pokemon during the current snapshot series haha.)
Why?
From a canon perspective, well:
Most npc trainers you meet on route have 2-4 pokemon, so I’m gonna try to keep within that amount until the trio settles in Nimbasa and have the revenue/space to upkeep a full pokemon team.
From a meta perspective, wellllll:
Another caught pokemon means character development, and I, ah... right now, I just wanna draw a candle, a zebra, and an eel. I love painting. But fitting seven or more characters on a canvas is, er… Make me draw more guys and I’ll melt like a vanniluxe on a summer day.
If people are curious for some pokemon headcannons though (note that this is not canon— pokemon gave me a puddle of information, so I’m taking the shovel to dig an ocean.)
- ingo saw a colony of dwebble collecting rocks while in the desert, and he’s been enamored ever since. He’s been trying to convince a dwebble to join his team for a while. Unfortunately, Ingo’s very excited and dwebble are naturally shy. (It doesn’t help that litwick can get mean when jealous.)
- emmet loves double battles and teams up with a lot of wild pokemon— but he doesn’t click with anybody until much further in the future. Me thinks his expectations are a tad too high from having such a good start with tynamo. He’s worked with multiple growlithes and thinks Helping Hand is the coolest shit ever.
- emmet’s first “caught” pokemon would be archen. More like “lab grown” and “lovingly hatched”, but it’s the thought that counts. Thinking once again about squab archen…
- elesa found her two emolga in the trash. She was going to release them after fostering, but got attached.
For future plans:
(The pokemon the twins live with and are officially part of the team (named at what stage the twins meet them! Note that everybody becomes fully evolved at somepoint.)
Ingo— litwick, dwebble, drillbur, and axew.
Emmet— tynamo, archen(lint roller), joltik, and durant.
They also have pokemon coworkers that don’t live with them, but agree to help in battles for exp and wages— kliklank twins, garbadore, shelmet and karablast, boldore (atlas), and gurdur)
And for our favorite electric gym leader:
Elesa— blitzle, the emolga twins (em and molga), stunfisk, mareep
(She has pokemon coworkers Eelektross (eela), zebrastrika (motorbreak), and Galvulanta (Lanta) who have a similar set up to the twins— the pokemon agree to work with Elesa for exp and wages, but otherwise have their own lives.)
(Fun headcanon: pokemon who are raised by humans tend to keep human nicknames. It’s not always the case, but it’s a common enough trend for research studies.)
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cybersodas · 4 months
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why hasn't anybody made revolutionary girl utena tarot cards? -makes revolutionary girl utena tarot cards-
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arsenicflame · 11 months
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stede is 'oh this place has something related to my interest i must go in immediately' autistic and izzy is 'if we deviate one inch from my plan for today i will murder someone' autistic
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vreenak · 1 year
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STAR TREK: The Next Generation ↳ Lower Decks, 7x15.️ ️
Sito Jaxa 🥋🚀♙
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raccoon-wizard · 8 months
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Eventually, when the HC9 world download is up, I'm gonna make a map of Decked Out for use as a D&D dungeon, including encounters, loot tables and instances like Hazard going up and doors closing. It might low-key end up being a full module given the size of the dungeon, but that is the risk you take when your two special interests overlap.
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stra-tek · 1 year
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Deep Space Nine and U.S.S. Defiant NX-74205 General Plans, from Doug Drexler's Facebook.
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raayllum · 8 months
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Callum turns it over in his mind a hundred times.
The sound of his cuffs hitting the floor of the deck, even as Finnegrin circled like a shark. The ache in his wrists and his jaw and just about everywhere, the weight of the green worm in his palm. He'd known somewhere deep down that Finnegrin must've had some kind of trick up his sleeve, that just primal magic wouldn't be enough to beat him, but Callum had still stood there, hesitating, trying to muster up the will to do dark magic and weigh his options and—
Rayla's safety had been the cost, having to try take control of the situation into her own hands.
And then she'd screamed, loud and awful, and he'd seen red. He'd never felt that kind of anger before, hadn't known something that deep and ugly and violent even existed in him. Something so mind-numbingly blank. Callum hadn't been able to think of anything—not the slug, or a spell, or anything, except—
He had to make Finnegrin pay.
But the second you see that elf girl in danger, you completely lost yourself.
It hadn't even protected her. Not in the long run.
Now Finnegrin is dead, and... There's an itch on Callum's palm he can't quite get rid of. A lingering after effect of the spell.
Callum's jaw clenches.
He'd paid the price, though. He always would.
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traxanaxanos · 8 months
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What POSSIBLE conservation need could installing holo-emitters all over the ship serve??
Guys, I don’t think the Voyager museum is accredited
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toyastales · 8 months
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This house is all about the enchanting views
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capriciouswriter207 · 4 months
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New year, new project - announcing that I will be writing a starter quest based on the original Decked Out. It can be connected to Terrors beneath Deepfrost Citadel, it can stand alone, but it will be available to you by probably the end of the month, if not sooner or later.
Along with this announcement, here is my not-quite accurate representation of the map:
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I'm not quite done with the version I'm going to use for the starter quest, and the differences you can see with the original map are 100% intentional this time.
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cybersodas · 4 months
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These have gotta be my favorite cards so far
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