Well if we talk about the survival of fluffies in the wild, and not their creation, I can agree, not very realistic
Exactly. Fluffies exist in our stories because the stories say they have to exist. And that means that all of the wildly illogical coincidences that have to happen so fluffies can exist are guaranteed to happen.
But in real life, you ainât got that shit going for you. Even if Hasbro gets the best fucking scientists on the planet to work on it, if it turns out that fluffies canât be made, they wonât be made.
After all, thatâs another problem our characters donât have to worry about, but we do:
For them, the laws of physics are optional.
we have created universes full of contradictions.
Look, thatâs the great thing about stories. They donât have to be realistic. They donât have to obey the laws of physics. All Iâm really trying to say is that fluffies already make the story unrealistic, so people should at least have fun with it. Go nuts.
I have the opposite perspective. Fluffies are usually portrayed as very handwavy, Applied Phlebotinum.
Trying to ground it, or explore new variations of fiction and tropes with them, is very fertile ground.
Then again I donât usually feel âcute aggressionâ and am here for Fluffies to cause misery to humans or to simply change the world as mankindâs first true creation.
So I am already the outlier here.
Iâd say that fluffies are on the soft side of the scale, since A: you would pretty much need fantastic technology that treats the laws of physics as mere guidelines to make them, and B: despite âtheyâre genetically engineered, and maybe theyâve got a chip in their brainsâ, thereâs no actual scientific explanation for exactly how they were created. I mean, weâve already got that gene editing stuff, whatâs it called, CRISPR? But itâs not on that level yet, we canât just splice together DNA from a bunch of different species and expect the result to be viable, let alone anything resembling what you were really expecting. I mean, we could end up with fluffies, but odds are we end up with shambling lumps of mystery meat that scream âKILL ME! JUST LET ME DIE!â
Agh, I so wish I could remember the short story where scientists create a pegasus for a rich woman.
It was in a collection of science fiction featuring Asimov.
Its so very relevant to Fluffies.
True, Iâm more about going deeper into the relationship between humans and fluffies, and analyzing why people hugbox or abuse them. If youâve been reading my stories, youâve seen how many lampshades Iâve hung and how many tropes Iâve deconstructed.
Yeah, again, science fiction. We can write all the stories about people going to Mars we want, but if Elon Musk says it canât be done yet, it canât be done yet.
And that dude would know, so Iâll trust him on it.
Hey, itâs a fun discussion, and itâs still on topic. We ainât flinging shit at each other, we ainât hitting below the belt. So itâs all good.
To an extent you do have to make some logic leaps. After all, science fiction referencing existing technology is just something modern even if you take the step to make it more widespread or slightly better.
Star Trek inspiring CT scans and cellphones required âit works because it worksâ though the experts Roddenberry consulted told him they were feasible ideas if centuries off.
Fluffies are not entirely impossible. Shooting sparks is, the fact they exist in an otherwise current world in most fiction absolutely is.
But even programming is plausible. Butterfly memories provide a good idea of a handwave doesnât have to go as far.
Now, the Fluffy plot vulnerability is a problem. But I complain about that enough already.
True, I know that art and life can reflect each other. Iâm not ruling out the possibility, Iâm just not jumping to conclusions either. Iâm looking at what is, not what could be. Itâs good to dream, but itâs also necessary to keep both feet on the ground. You spend too much time dreaming, you forget to live.
And look how much time there was between Star Trek introducing those concepts, and the concepts becoming a reality. The tech of the time just wasnât sufficient. And itâs not like people said âHey, letâs make that Star Trek shit real!â Itâs probably more like, the tech was invented, and then people noticed the resemblance.
EDIT: oh wait, it was like that, wasnât it? Derp. This is what I get for not completely paying attention.
Something I forgot to mention is a comic called Spinnerette (sadly, it went downhill and lapsed into obscurity).
Simplified version is she is a superhero, gets stuck in a multiverse story and meets other eras of herself.
She is talking to the 1940âs version of her girlfriend, a paraplegic in a robot suit and asks how she made the robot suit with that level of tech. The response is âI miniaturized the transistors.â
When she asks how that can make the robot suit work, she just repeats âI miniaturized the transistors.â
Suddenly she is aware that the neuron/cybernetic interface explanation her own gave her is likely sci fi handwavy bullshit that makes no sense either.
The bullshit Iâm using of ectogenic tanks, genetic smelters, and artificial organisms to alter DNA and existing structure, do novo mutations, and the like are all handwavy ways to get to something realistic, or justify something that isnât like how brown Fluff works.
I was aware of that webcomic, but Iâve never really read it.
And the point that I was trying to make in the beginning is that fluffies are pretty much made of sci-fi bullshit. So if someone has a low tolerance for bullshit in their stories, they really have to ask themselves why theyâre on FluffyCommunity.
Same reason I am despite not really possessing much cute aggression to make abuse satisfying.
An object can fit into more than one aesthetic. A trope can fit into more than one story.
Thanks to the lack of a unified definitive Fluffy or universe since there is no original/highly definitive author or IP, you can shift it around to fit anything.
Forcing the concept to be grounded is satisfying. Sorting out the messiness and creating logic.
Then getting referenced by someone looking for a quick bit of handwave to jump into their fantastic elements while maintaining the suspension of disbelief is likewise satisfying.
perfect test subjects for the tea powered artificial limbs, gotta see how much tea is needed to have it powered for an entire fluffy life
Yeah, but again, thatâs the point, fluffies canât really be grounded. Theyâre an inherently fantastic element. So I figured, âIf Iâm going to have those in my stories, why stop there? Why not just go nuts with it?â
And fluffies having superpowers lead to one of my favorite parts of my headcanon:
Humans and fluffies fighting side by side.
I immediately thought of the game Henry Hatsworth in the Puzzling Adventure.
If youâve played it, you know why.