Q&A: Woobie shoobi-doo-wah.

[xaq_the_aereon]

Let's face it: we all had something very close to us that helped us get through those rougher points in childhood, our proverbial security blankets. A lot of us, including most of you I'm sure, had rather interesting ones.

In my case, it was a wooden sword my dad made for me. It was supposed to be a wooden replica of the Master Sword from Legend of Zelda: A Link to the Past, but my dad botched on it ever so slightly, giving it a somewhat more unique look. It ultimately served as the blade for my character Asura, seen here. I added a little to the hilt, obviously (the bit on the side of the guard isn't there and the bottom of the hilt is just a black ball), but the blade's spot-on, including that weird-shaped notch on it. Back when I had it, though, it was my favorite toy, giving a sense of security against some of the worse things in the world (real and imagined), plus it was rather nicely balanced, making practicing with it practical and, quite honestly, very enjoyable.

Well, that's enough about my security blanket...what were yours?

Comments

[kitschyduck.livejournal.com]

Do you still have the sword or a photo of it?

I used to carry around with me a tiny stuffed lion called Aslan. Even took him to school. I still have him by my bed. Tatty little thing! My dad gave it to me when I was four.

[xaq.livejournal.com]

It's been in a storage facility back in Iowa ever since my family moved up here. Last time I saw it was before I shipped off for boot camp. That sketch I linked is the closest thing I've got to a photo of it.

[kjorteo]

When I was in very early high school (like 8th grade-ish? But that could be a bit off, my memory isn't so good....) we went to a garage sale and got a new jacket for me. It's a pretty neat jacket, and actually still serves as my main jacket/coat to this day. It had two random things in the right pocket, exactly the sorts of random little things you would expect to find forgotten in a coat pocket: a split washer, and a yellow zipper head. For some reason, I decided to make it a point to hang on to those. They lived in that pocket throughout my entire high school and college career--not as good luck charms, as I'm a bit too skeptical to believe in such things, but as...a tradition, almost, something that comforted me whenever I reached into my pocket and felt that they were still there.

The only thing that finally ended that was the day I decided that, as successful as I had been keeping them in my pocket for however many years, I was a still a bit nervous about losing them, mostly because of how devastating it would be after making it a tradition to safeguard them for so long. Thus, I moved them just for the sake of giving them a safer home. They're on my keychain now.

[valkyreace.livejournal.com]

I have a yellow stuffed dog I've had since I was born. I plan to give it to my son, if I ever have one.