Here is an idea based on something I heard on Twitter.
Let's make it so I can get hormone therapy after an over-the-counter blood test and a one-week waiting period. In exchange, let's make it so that in order to have a gun, you have to see a therapist for several months and talk over why exactly you want one. Before waiting up to a year to see a government-licensed gunsmith, and being prescribed a small-calibre firearm and a limited supply of ammo for target shooting.
A few months later, if no one's been injured, they may prescribe you a slightly larger-calibre device.
Your ammunition purchases go into your medical record, and naturally you have to pay for all of this yourself, even if you have insurance or medicare.
It just occurred to me how funny the whole premise of bathroom laws is. Lawmakers apparently think that a guy can just walk into the women's room, and they'll be all "What are you doing here D: " and he'll be like "Don't worry, I'm transgender! :D " and proceed to pee standing up.
They think we need LAWS to stop this from happening.
If it were that safe and that easy, I wouldn't have caused nearly as many double-takes in the men's room. ^^;
I didn't write that earlier post from the viewpoint of a trans woman who's scared for her safety, because "bathroom laws" do not target me. They don't target trans people in general, or even trans women in general. The only people they target are those who look or sound stereotypically "between genders," whether or not they pose any danger to anyone.
I've apparently never been one of those people. Just out of sheer luck, I was born with lightly-coloured body hair and "feminine" facial features. So with a bit of invisible makeup and a growing, immature bust, I have never had someone even look at me funny in the women's room.
That didn't keep me from being mortally terrified of the place, though, and waiting until long after I was on hormones to go there. So what did happen was that I caused an awful lot of double-takes in the men's room, both before and during transition. ^^; Especially from elderly men and little kids.
"Who she, daddy? Who she???"
I'd be washing my hands, and people would open the door and just stop, looking at the back of my head and trying to figure out where they were. Sometimes they abruptly backed out, letting the door shut again. Were they making sure this was the right one? Did it seem easier to them to let this obviously-confused woman dry her hands and walk out, than to confront her?
Not that I've never been confronted about it. One time I tried to step into the men's room at a convenience store, and the clerk stopped me and gave me a weird look. (I sheepishly went in the women's room, which had a lock on the door, thank goddess.) Another time I was waiting in line at a bus stop's public restroom, and realized the guy behind me in line was trying to get my attention.
"Hey, you can't go in there! The women's room is that way." He pointed it out for me, helpfully.
"I beg your pardon?" I asked, turning to face him and using my pre-transition voice on purpose.
"Oh, sorry man!"
I avoided that bathroom from then on. >_>;
Remember, it's the law!
If you take these new "bathroom laws" literally, this is what I'm supposed to be doing. Making guys trip over themselves, and giving somebody's grandpa a heart attack.
None of the laws' supporters actually want me to do that, though. This is because, like I said, they don't target me. These people don't spare any thoughts when they see me in public, because I don't look like "one of those people." I really don't know how I feel about this! But again, it's not about me, except that my existence helps make it obvious what this is really about:
All they want is to be able to bully people whose looks they don't like.
Have you ever had a conversation that went like this?
You: When you did this, that, and the other thing, it hurt me in these ways. I am upset at you for hurting me, and afraid that you'll hurt me again.
Them: *sobs* How can you say such mean things? ; ;
You may not have known it, but your conversational partner was equipped with the Narc-Filter 2000™! A patented invention by Narcissists, Inc., the Narc-Filter 2000™ turns intelligible thought:
You: When you did this, it hurt me.
... into hateful, meaningless gibberish!
You: RARGHLE BLARGLE BLAH! FUCK YOU!!!1!
This not only lets you keep on doing thoughtless deeds, saying bigoted words, and being an all-around asshole. It also helps you feel good about doing it! You'll love it when the community rallies around you, shares in your misery, and feeds you that sweet N-supply. Just tell them how mean that uppity *CENSOR BLEEP* was to you, and then drink it all in through your crocodile tears.
They don't know you can see them, when their tail's sticking out from their hiding place.
... the one that got into our den didn't, anyway.
We captured-and-released it by stuffing a towel into the door crack, startling the mouse out from its hiding place (this took a few tries), and putting a really big plastic container over it. Then we got a large, sturdy flat object to slide underneath the plastic thing carefully, and carried it outside that way, being careful not to get near it as we let it go.
So, I went out to GM the first session of the in-person Fate game we planned with the other players. Who are a guy we already knew, and his two friends.
(Content Note: Fictional pepper spray, and sibling abuse.)
One of the characters was a mad scientist college student, one was his (doormat) assistant who took the same classes, and one was a Fighter-class fantasy adventurer who stumbled upon their "Time Fridge," when it teleported them to an alternate timeline.
Yes. Time Fridge.
(Name shamelessly stolen from the Faulty Logic webcomic.)
All in all, it was a really fun experience and educational as well. ^^; I feel like I'm learning a lot about game design, which is now my Dream Career, by playing out these new games on the table. And seeing just how much they empower players, GMs, and creatives.
This is what I wanted, long ago, with the "Fursona Project" and "Fursona Code" and "Become Your Fursona" website. At their core, at the most basic level, I wanted people to be able to live as their personal characters, and have a common design vocabulary and resources to help express what they're like. I'm still learning the historical reasons why, but d20 and Pathfinder did not deliver on that.
From what I am seeing, Fate Core has delivered on that promise.
Now to see if we can kick off this online campaign properly.
A box of Fire Warriors would come with the following:
- Six, instead of twelve, Fire Warriors. (Gun drones are sold separately.)
- Twelve cards with artwork and rules text.
- One "SERGEANT" token for the Shas'ui.
- Six "WOUND" tokens.
- One "PINNED" token.
- One "FEAR" token.
- One "CHALLENGE" token.
- One "GO TO GROUND" token.
- One "PHOTON GRENADE" token, double-sided to show if you've thrown it this turn.
- One "EMP GRENADE" token, also double-sided.
- Four "BLIND" tokens to put on the targets you hit with the photon grenade.
- One token to show that they're inside a transport.
- And one last token, to show that they're in reserve.
You would not be able to use it unless you had bought the WARHAMMER 40,000 STARTER SET for $99, which includes one Space Marine Dreadnought and three Chaos bikers. Along with blast templates, cardboard range rulers, two decks of cards in different sizes, twelve six-sided dice with weird symbols on them, an insert that says where to download the dice-roller app, and enough different kinds of tokens that only fishers and jewelry hobbyists already have an appropriate box for them on hand.
On the plus side, at least their points cost would be balanced.
(Fantasy Flight Games produces Twilight Imperium, the XCOM board game, the X-Wing miniatures game, and a whole bunch of other board games. They are notorious for their token fetish.)
Image credit: JT Custom Tackle, used without permission.