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charmwasjess · 24 days
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This unstable spring weather is reminding me of when I was a teenager, I had a massive, irrational phobia of tornadoes, despite growing up in an area with little to no chance of them. It was so bad that my mom took me to a psychologist because I'd do irrational things like hide in the bathtub instead of going to school if there was any chance of severe weather. It didn't help. Every time the sky got dark, I'd get that weird, frantic, achy-itchy feeling.
And then, one day, I'm sixteen, working my first job at a coffee shop and I get a panicked call from my boss. I look out the window and almost comically, like it showed up just for me, to make some point, there's this beautiful white tornado dancing right towards us. I remember thinking it looked like the skinny part of an hour glass. It's true what they say about them appearing to hold still when they're heading for you, so I got a very good look at it. The trees were bending flat to the ground and the double doors of the shop were getting sucked open. Me and the other teenaged employee crowded the kids (we were also an ice cream shop, there was a birthday going on) into the center room, and we sang "happy birthday" over and over again to drown out the sound of it hitting the building. We were okay, but it took off several adjacent roofs and smashed up cars in the parking lot.
This was a weird way to start loving tornadoes. (cut for weather geekery)
They are like dreams - for all the data, we know relatively little about why they happen. We can see their ingredients: moisture, atmospheric instability, wind sheer, but sometimes all those pieces are in place and a tornado won't form. In fact, most often, it doesn't. They're still rare. The language we use to talk about them endlessly fascinates me: they are born out of thunderstorms called super cells, which have a 'lifecycle.' One thunderstorm can birth a single tornado, or many that live and die along the greater lifespan of the thunderstorm. The way they multiply is fascinating, one tornado can be circled by wispy, smaller, satellite tornadoes, or more rarely, two full-sized tornadoes side by side, a pair of twins. A group of tornados is a "family."
They come in all shapes and sizes. Mine was a skinny rope funnel, and a relatively weak example - F1 on the scale. The 1925 Tri-State tornado, F5, the strongest on the scale, was the longest recorded tornado in history with a 219-mile track. Part of the danger of that storm was that nobody even realized it was a tornado until it was right on top of them because it was so huge: it was said to look like a red, boiling fog from horizon to horizon because it was rain-wrapped, and had sucked up a lot of red river mud. Water tornadoes and fire tornadoes are both a thing.
They behave inconsistently too. The El Reno tornado that killed the storm chaser and scientist Tim Samaras in 2013 is often personified as evil, a storm set out to kill storm chasers, because it seemed to behave with particular, intentional nastiness. In 30 seconds, it went from a small tornado to a 2.6 mile wedge. It's hard to even imagine the scale of something like that: someone observing from a safe distance miles away is suddenly inside the literal tornado within less than a minute. Most tornadoes move in a more or less straight trajectory - this one repeatedly changed directions. But this is just another example of how even when scientists know how tornadoes generally behave, we're still figuring them out.
Of course, all of this is not about overly romanticizing a phenomenon that kills a ton of people each year, a fact that is only going to get worse with climate change. And certainly research funding and money for early warning systems or national weather services being less prioritized in the politicization of climate change.
I still have tornado nightmares a lot. I had one last night, which is I guess why I'm still thinking about the shapes. It's always the same: I'm standing in a house, usually my childhood home, and there are families of tornadoes that go right past it, but never hit. I still think they're so interesting. And it's funny the way anxiety can turn into fascination under the right circumstances.
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notreal-nothere · 3 months
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oc. in 2011, an EF5 tornado eviscerated my home town Joplin, and of course, my childhood home. these pictures are of my home that I took after the storm. i’m still dealing with trauma from it. thought I would make something out of the pictures, something that would convey how I felt.
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yumnasfunblog · 8 months
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It was her house-a Goldilocks retelling
This is actually a second draft but I wanted to share. Please let me know if anything is unclear!
The thing is, Goldilocks thought it was her house. Not the bears' house. Not that it mattered when she saw the bears. Three, angry, large creatures with fangs and teeth looming over you. Terrifying, especially when you're an eleven year old child.
She didn't have the courage to fight them or confront them. So she ran back to the village, to find Prince Jayden, and tell him what happened.
Goldilocks didn't realize this, because she was young and only thinking about safety, but Prince Jayden was just telling a crowd about how they needed to kill the bears who'd killed poor orphan Goldilocks.
Prince Jayden pretended to be happy when the young, crying girl came into the crowd and hugged him. That the red on his face was happiness from being trusted, and not from anger and embarrassment at being proved wrong. At loosing face.
Once the crowd left he imprisoned her in a room. A nice one, so no one could say he'd been abusing poor orphan Goldilocks. But there were no toys, no books. Just a bunch of fancy pretty things Goldilocks was forbidden to touch.
The walls to that room were thick and heavy. So no one heard him yelling at Goldilocks. Accusing her of trying to humiliate him. Saying all sorts of obscenities, then berating her when she cried.
Then he left, and thought of what he needed to do. His people didn't trust him anymore! What could he do to fix it?
Jayden's advisors told him of a man-eating dragon.
Later, Jayden came to Goldilocks, pretending to be nice and apologetic. He told her he'd take her to her new house, and protect her from the evil bears. He even grabbed a bow and arrows to prove it.
Goldilocks didn't recognize the path. But she chalked it up to not knowing much of the city.
They stopped at a huge cavern. Goldilocks stood too close, looking at what was below.
Something shoved her. She fell, down, down, down. A scaly claw grabbed her. Goldilocks looked up to see a dragon. She screamed at Prince Jayden to save her, but saw him running away.
Goldilocks stopped screaming, then.
The dragon flew, with Goldilocks in his claw. Then it deposited her in its cave, because it wasn't hungry. Then it curled up to sleep.
Goldilocks also curled up. But not to sleep.
Plenty of time to think about what had happened. Prince Jayden giving her the map to the bears' house, yet berating her for surviving. Him running away instead of saving her. Maybe he'd been the one to push her?
No-Jayden was a kind, nice prince. He'd promised her a home, and family. It was the bears' fault, for breaking in and intruding.
Jayden would come and save her. At least, Goldilocks hoped so.
An hour passed. And an hour without anything to do often feels like a day, especially to children. Even a scared child.
Then two hours passed. Then three. Then four. Goldilocks gave up. Jayden wasn't coming. She'd have to save herself.
The dragon had slept forever. Goldilocks almost thought that the dragon would never wake up. That she could sneak out. She stood up.
The dragon woke up and glared at her. And then it started speaking in a raspy, high voice. "You think you can get away like you did with the bears?" It asked. "Oh, no, no no no no. Unlike them, I can fully make sure you face the consequences of your actions. No matter how fast you run, little human, I will still catch you." The dragon smiled.
Then it glared at her again.
The dragon grabbed Goldilocks by the ankle and hoisted her high into the air. "You spoiled brat! You think you can get away with breaking into someone else's house? Not only that, but eating their food, breaking their stuff!" "It was my house! The bears were just intruders!" Goldilocks said. She ignored the voice in her head, that sounded like Prince Jayden yelling at her for surviving.
The dragon shook Goldilocks, and berated her for lying. Goldilocks protested. Saying that the prince gave her the map to the house he'd gifted Goldilocks. That it was supposed to be her forever home. Goldilocks even stated that she'd double checked everything just to make sure that it was her home and not a stranger's.
The dragon laughed and asked if he was truly supposed to believe it. No adult would make a child go alone to find her house. They'd bring her there. To do otherwise would be cruel.
Goldilocks said that dragons must have different standards, because adults were mean to children all the time. That they hit children and turned them out into the streets and took their stuff.
And lied to them...tricking them...for their own gain. Goldilocks stopped talking. Anger washed over her as she realized that yes, Prince Jayden had lied to her and hurt her.
The dragon didn't believe her. Goldilocks glared told it about all the times adults had hurt her and beat her and yelled at her.
A loud noise was heard in the middle of one of Goldilocks's stories. The dragon dropped Goldilocks, then went to see the disturbance.
It was one of the bears. They ran into the room, yelling about how the prince was trying to trick the dragon (who turned out to be named Jade) into eating Goldilocks and then having the justification to kill it without dragon advocates getting angry.
The bear even brought out a map to her house, with Jayden's writing on it.
The dragon froze, going even more still than it'd been when sleeping. Then it roared-Goldilocks covered her ears-and stormed out of the cave.
Goldilocks and the bear stared at each other. But then a noise was heard. Yelling. Prince Jayden came in, along with a crowd holding pitchforks and swords.
They stopped when they saw Goldilocks. The bear then pushed Goldilocks towards the crowd. The crowd was angry. There was no dragon, just a bear. Jayden tried to speak up, saying that he'd been wrong about the bears and that they had freed her from the dragon.
The bear spoke up, talking about how it was all a trick by Jayden. Jayden started yelling back at the bear.
Goldilocks started yelling back at Jayden, saying that it was the truth, that he'd lied to her. The crowd started yelling, and then Jayden started yelling at them.
In the chaos, the bear left unnoticed.
Eventually Jayden realized that he wasn't going to win. He apologized. The crowd glared at him, then left, muttering the whole time.
Leaving Jayden and Goldilocks alone. Jayden glared at Goldilocks and tried to grab her.
Goldilocks used her escaping skills and dodged him. She ran out of the cave, Jayden hot on her heels.
But she was faster, and got away. She managed to get so far away that she couldn't see him anymore. Goldilocks stopped to rest. Suddenly an arrow shot towards her and hit her in the chest. Goldilocks stumbled and went down.
Jayden came into view, and grabbed Goldilocks. He yelled at her, and pulled out a knife. He was about to stab her when a scaly claw grabbed him.
It was the dragon. It threw Jayden in the air then ate him whole in one bite. Then it grabbed Goldilocks.
Goldilocks screamed. And someone else did too. "Put her down, Jade!"
Goldilocks and the dragon looked to see two of the bears, growling. The dragon sighed, dropped Goldilocks, then flew away.
Goldilocks stared at the bears, then apologized for breaking in and said she'd fix the chair and replace the porridge she'd eaten.
The bears agreed to it. Goldilocks fixed the chair and made porridge. She got ready to leave, but by the time she was finished it was raining there was a storm with a tornado. The bears insisted she stay, so she didn't die.
It was awkward at first. Goldilocks didn't know what to do. But then the little bear started talking to Goldilocks and asked her to play with him. He said he was lonely because there was no one his age to play with.
Goldilocks agreed.
The storm was still going strong when it was night, so Goldilocks ended up sleeping on the couch.
In the morning the storm was finished, so the bears said they'd escort Goldilocks to her house. Goldilocks frowned and said that she didn't have a family.
The bears paused, and went to the corner to talk a bit. The conversation looked pretty heated. When they came back they said that they'd be willing to take care of Goldilocks until a human family adopted her.
Goldilocks started crying and asking why they'd want to adopt her when she'd caused so much harm. The bears told her that they'd always wanted a child and knew it wasn't her fault. Plus, she'd made up for it by fixing the chair and making porridge.
Goldilocks didn't accept the deal at first. But one month later in the middle of a storm she asked them for shelter. They agreed.
It lasted for one day. But Goldilocks kept coming back, until one day she was staying with them permanently.
And she finally learned which bears were which, and later became best friends with Jade.
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Face the Storm
Febuwhump Alt 6: Natural Disaster
Whump count: mild panic attack, severe thunderstorm, implied tornado
Word count: 280
Summary: Legend and Hyrule take shelter from a storm.
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A bolt of lightning struck somewhere near the house, the resulting boom of thunder causing the entire building to shudder. Legend flinched, nearly dropping the supplies precariously heaped in his arms. He nudged the corner of a blanket away from his foot so he wouldn’t trip on it and hurried over to Hyrule. He practically stumbled to the floor beside his brother, who looked at him with wide eyes.
“This should be enough,” Legend said, spreading his bundle in front of them. A few blankets, some food, books, candles and matches, extra clothes and shoes, potions of every color-
Hyrule took a blanket, wrapping it tightly around himself. Legend grabbed his own blanket and followed suit, leaning against the other for comfort.
“How’s the storm looking, old man?” he yelled.
Time called back from beyond the basement stairs. “The worst of it will hit us any minute now. Wind says it feels like there may be a tornado forming nearby. I’ll tell you if you need to cover your heads.”
“That sounds bad,” Hyrule whispered.
“Yeah, it is… but if Time says we’re safe for now, we shouldn’t worry too much.” Legend reached for a book, ignoring how his hand was shaking so badly that he could barely hold it. “Won’t help anybody if we panic.”
They both knew that they were panicking, and clever Hyrule offered an innocent solution.
“I’m scared,” the younger teen admitted, his hand finding Legend’s under their blankets.
Legend held his brother’s hand and squeezed it, trying to conceal trembling fingers. “I know.”
They heard Wind shout something in alarm as the rain picked up even more, and held each other close as the storm reached its peak.
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twancingyunhao · 24 days
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Yayyyyy big ass tornado watches 🫠 glad I'm off tomorrow
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sweetie-peaches · 1 month
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Watching the tubathon during tornado, love my life
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simplestoryteller · 4 months
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scarfacemarston · 1 year
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TW Tornado/ Severe Weather:
At the risk of sounding desperate, please please send me stuff, this storm is terrifying. Tornadoes everywhere. This isn’t normal for my area, and yet we have so many of them now.
I’ll take anything. Rdr, Oc stuff, ask memes, dragon age, marvel, just saying hi, hc questions, history stuff, meta, anything.
Wish me luck. 31 million people are also under tornado watches.
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shivcomplex · 8 months
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@heartsbreaking & @whitelace & @nefariuus asked: DREAMER - does your muse have any recurring dreams? if not, what was their worst nightmare?
shiv has never been one for dream journals or interpretation, all forms of psychoanalysis scare her off. but, she does often have vivid dreams. as a child, she (or, more often, connor) recalls dreams of running away from great hellhounds, though they’ve since dissipated. another series of dreams held an indescribable figure, bipedal but glowing, that simply watched her with great bulging, blue eyes from window sills and closets. shiv isn’t entirely sure this wasn’t a daytime hallucination. either way, that presence has also since left. her most significant recurring dream is a nightmare, but it changes depending on what’s happening in her life. each time, a tornado. and more stress = more tornadoes. it’s always dad telling her about it, over the phone or in person. sometimes she wakes up as she’s being swept away by a tornado, other times she discovers someone else has gone missing because of a tornado. the travesty is always different, but the cause is always the same. tornadoes.
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merchantofwhispers · 8 months
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[ Currently holed up in the basement because a tornado touched down near us. Send good vibes. Haven't had a tornado since we left Iowa. ]
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dykethevvitch · 1 year
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sooo turns out today is trans day of visibility
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houseofdabs · 1 year
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My county was torn apart by the tornadoes Friday and were expecting more storms this week, it’s times like these were I wish I lived in something more secure than a run down trailer falling apart at the seams
the storms in january took out our hot water heater and power in half the house, my room and the bathroom, so it’s been rough not having power and hot water for months where the temps were in the negatives, I’m just so thankful for what I have rn bc lord knows there were so many times in my life where I didn’t have running water or electricity in my house, and I still have a roof over my head, so I can’t complain. It’s gut wrenching to see neighborhoods reduced to just rubble, family and friends houses just destroyed. We haven’t had a storm this bad since I was a kid, never with such a high death toll, people are still missing. I’m so fucking scared for the rest of tornado season, every storm this house deteriorates more and I don’t have anywhere else to go
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mtgc858 · 1 year
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Drew my biggest fear, 🌪️ into a oc
"Twisted Wind Incident"
Name: Terrance.
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(Not a huge fan of it but I tried.)
He is a BIG guy and is VERY loud, Any phone or device will trigger a warning with the tornado warning sound effects saying "Tornado warning, He hope you are fast enough" or "Tornado warning,You can run,you can hide, but you can't escape your fate"
He is persist and can hunt a victim for 2 while screaming like a train but also has a mix of laughter in it, his mouth that usual that has a "o" expression will change to a sadistic smile alone with the laughing.
If he can't catch his prey cause they escape into a basement,In a fast car or it takes too long to get them like past two hours then he will give up, flying away huffing and growling he didn't get his prey.
If he did catch them he would play with them like a doll as in shake them around, throw them into the air and catch them or squeeze them a bit to make them lose there breath. Before he chooses to just kill them by crushing them or throwing them very high and not catching them or tease them more before letting them go which is rare. He might even eat his preys courpses after he kills them for a free snack.
He is extremely strong as he can rip walls or roofs off of a house and can knock trees over from his strong strength with the wind around him like a actually tornado.
He is in the more open lands so isn't really near my ocs but he might swing by and cause damage to some of them or play with them, He is a bad guy of course but isn't on the bad guys team or the who category as he doesn't fit, he's more of a huge disaster type villain then a manipulate one like Chris or Logan.
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scuddle-bubble101 · 2 years
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OK, time for me to explain what happened.
So our house nearly got hit by a tornado after I just came back home.......
Some trip huh?
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koolkat9 · 2 years
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Headcannon idea, what would Alfred and Matthew do if they were home alone cause Francis and Arthur and there was a tornado?
I’m once again asking or Hetalia headcanons
It depends on the age but since they’re home alone I’ll assume they’re around 11-12 at least. 
- First and foremost they’d freak out
- Matthew would think of calling Francis and Arthur if the phones are still working to get there advice. If not, they’d just go to the basement with a few blankets, a flashlight and maybe some stuffies for comfort. 
- They huddle in the basement bathroom on the edge of tears
- As the wind picks up, they can hear things being knocked over and Alfred bursts into tears shortly followed by Matthew who breaks because Al is crying
-  As they wait for it to pass, Matthew, despite being upset starts humming a lullaby Francis and Arthur would sing to them. Alfred recognizes it and begins singing.
- As it passes, the two boys sing and just hold onto each other
- Something crashes really close by and the boys just sing louder then after a few minutes of terror, it’s over.
- For safety though they stay in the bathroom until Francis and Arthur get home
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On the flip side with Francis and Arthur (because why not)
- As soon as they get the warning, Arthur is adamant about getting home to the boys, so they try to beat it home
- Unfortunately they only make it half way. Arthur is determined to make it but Francis knows they’ll get killed at this rate. So Francis convinces Arthur to pull over and they run into the ditch and wait for it to pass
- Arthur tries to crack a joke about Francis getting his clothes dirty but Francis is genuinely scared. Arthur can’t help but feel its his fault since he’s the reason they are sheltering outdoors when they could have just sheltered at the store they were at
- They cuddle close, Arthur tries to distract them with stories and it somewhat works
- As the wind picks up, they huddle even closer say “I love you” just in case and then it passes.
- The car is tipped over, but together with some nearby neighbours, they are able to get it upright and get home 
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tornado my ass this is a torSLAYdo now we're queer and everyone's houses are no longer here
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