#electron carpet

[kaosanddestruction]

hey wait guys. I have a genuine question here that got me out of bed this morning. so we know that the electron carpet makes ppl switch bodies with static electricity n shit yeah yeah yeah

if bill were possessing someone and another person charged up themselves and shocked the thing he was possessing with the carpet, would he switch bodies? I think this question's gonna keep me up at night

[mythomagically-delicious]

Okay so in a better world au ford and fiddleford created the Institute and made up, right? What happened to stan?

The point of that first post about "the twist" was this: what if Stan and Ford switched bodies and stans was sent into the portal with ford inside, and Stan in Ford's body remained behind. Stan immediately tries everything to turn it back on, to no avail. He went thru hundreds of papers and notes trying to understand ANYTHING and he got some general idea that ford had had a research partner out here who knew things- knew ford, knew the portal, he could help!

Stan in Ford's body races to town instead of staying isolated in the cabin for four weeks, and finds fiddleford. Fiddleford looks confused and stranger than the notes suggested but it matches up. He begs fiddleford to help him, and despite the falling out fiddleford has enough fondness for his old friend remaining that he is swayed. He doesn't get his full mind erased by the society bc he isn't abandoned fully and left wandering the town to be targeted by blind Ivan in his power grab.

Fiddleford and Stan (in Ford's body) go back to the shack and stan starts to take him to the basement when fidds starts freaking out, yelling and crying about the world-shattering consequences. About the things he saw, rhe demon, and more. Stan calms him down, takes him back upstairs. He's frustrated to high heaven and back but he knows he could never do this alone.

(He hasn't told fiddleford who he really is. Yet. He will, he just needs some help first. Who would help a loser like stan? But ford has a friend, he can be ford for a little bit to work the angle and get his brother back.)

It takes time. Way too much time, for Stan, but fiddleford slowly recovers enough of his sanity and calms his nerves enough to go down to the basement and not freak out. Stan admits to anything fiddleford asks him about, anything he saw from Ford's notes and makes it convincing that he's asking for a second chance. Maybe they could rebuild it, better? Without demon assistance?

Fiddleford helps tear it to shreds. They mark every part as they dismantle it and fiddleford searches for the reasons it opened a portal to nightmares. He doesn't follow schematics blindly, any more, no more blind trust to his friend. But he does help. Stan is learning on the job. He isn't convincing in the slightest of being a genius but fiddleford is too frazzled to notice. He's got his own shit going on.

They tear it down. Stan is afraid and angry and desperate but he holds his shit together. Fiddleford regains more of himself as they go. Stan learns more about ford and fiddlefords time together as fiddleford recovers memories and tells them to Stan. Stan makes his own notes, of how to Be Stanford Pines.

In time, they get to a stable place of living in the shack together, Stan trying to learn as much as he can about this science shit, pretending he was hit by the memory gun into forgetting himself when fiddleford questions it. Fidds is afraid to go confront the society, and can't remember where they are anyway. Stan doesn't care about it as long as his cover isn't blown. He hasn't told fiddleford yet. He will! But not yet.

They begin to plan a new, stable trans-dimensional vortex. It takes a whole hell of a lot, but they slowly build it anew. Still in the cursed basement, not even a skeleton of the old machine left after they destroyed it the first time.

Stan is flying less by the seat of his pants. Taking a leaf from Ford's book and staying up to radically terrible hours of the night studying and trying to understand all the science and math shit to make this work, to keep stringing fiddleford into helping him. Fidds takes time for his own projects and Stan doesn't bug him about it, saying if it makes money to split it, and when fiddleford hits a big invention that also happens to patent well and spread? They use the money to help their new portal.

It takes ten years to do it, but they recreate the portal, this time to a place they can control thru careful calibration. Fiddleford writes a scientific paper about it, publishes it with ford as a co-author, and they get international renown. Stan knows how to work a crowd and he uses their leverage to get people invested in investing, so to speak. It's not cheap to fund the energy required to turn it on, so they expand the building and create the Institute of Oddology, given enough time and building and circumstances lining up just right.

Fiddleford runs the teams and the day to day stuff. Stan handles finances and resource allocation and scheduling tours, interested parties, rivals, anything business side. He and fiddleford go to the first stable dimension together , though, and Stan uses all of the science gizmos at their disposal to search for ford while they're there.

He doesn't find him. He still hasn't told fiddleford. Its been too long at this point, right? What if he takes the money and fame and everything and kicks Stan out for lying? He mostly rode fiddlefords genius to get here, there's no way he'd not be mad about this.

They go to many dimensions. Stan takes samples and learns scientific process thru osmosis over the years and contributes to publishibg written works to the greater scientific community.

He looks for Ford. He finds nothing. He tells no one his true purpose for everything he's achieved to that point. He lies and wears Ford's face and shakes hands and is a sham.

One day Fiddleford races to his office, frantic and eyes wide and hands shaking slightly like Stan hasnt seen in years. It's been 30 years since ford was lost to the portal. And fiddleford comes to him and says there's a parallel you, Stanford, in conference room B, we need to send him on his way immediately, you remember what happened to Ernie on that trip 8 years back?

And Stan ignores this, heart pounding, and knocks fiddleford out, locking him in the office, racing to conference room B.

He bursts in, and sees a version of his brother. One he doesnt see in the mirror. A real Stanford Pines, 30 years older than the kids they were when they fought beside the portal. Apparently no universe is fair, if ford ends up inside in multiple dimensions.

Stan is speechless. The portal!ford is on the defensive, but interest is clear in his face. He keeps his distance, cognizant of parallel!fiddlefords warning from before. Of counterparts meeting in a dimension of origin. Annihilation.

Stan cries. Ford looks shocked to see his own self in such a state. He doesn't know what to do. Stan surges forward for a hug and Ford tries to dodge, afraid of the consequences. Stan traps his hands to his sides and sobs on Ford's mysterious black coat, calling him brother. Ford's inner alarm bells go off even as he clenches his eyes shut against the incoming total destruction.

When nothing happens except for a wet patch to grow on Ford's clothes, he opens his eyes and studies himself. They look scarily similar, truth be told. His counterpart heartier than he, an interdimensional fugitive. That makes sense. Parallel ford is apologizing into his jacket and clutching him hard enough to leave bruises.

Ford dodges out of the grapple his counterpart has him in. He demands answers in a clipped tone. Stan does his best to reign it back in as he confesses what transpired in this dimension to this dimension traveling ford. How he hopes his own brother, trapped in stans body, is still out there, still surviving, still where Stan can find him.

Ford starts a fight. Stan defends himself but it gets physical and he doesn't have the same instincts to take down he did when he was younger. He remembers the last fight he had with his brother, and doesn't want that to happen again.

Fiddleford eventually gets free of the office and runs in to see parallel ford beating the shit out of his ford. He stuns ford with a device on his belt and brings things back to some semblance of order, getting a first aid kit out to tend to them both. P!Ford's knuckles, mainly, and stans face.

The truth comes out, ugly and stained and fiddleford forgives Stan immediately. He turns to parallel ford and helps him out of the room, promising help with his weapon and more, later.

Stan is left with the knowledge that all these years later, no matter what he does, his brother hates him.

Fiddleford helps ford with his weapon. If ford can destroy bill cipher, more dimensions will open up to be explored. If his and stans ford is still alive out there, they'll have a better shot if Bill is out of the picture. They send parallel!ford off a few days later. Fiddleford goes to Stan that night and calls him by a name that hasn't been spoken in 30 years. Stan can barely look at him. Fiddleford gives him time and space, but tells him he understands.

A month and a half later, a ripple is felt thru thousands of dimensions at once, the death of Bill cipher in every iteration is making its way thru the multiverse. Celebrations are happening as people cheer and laud thr name of the one who saved them, spread in a cosmic understanding by some greater power. Stanley Pines, shatterer of Bill Cipher.

4 years later, they find Ford. Ford in Stans body is old, ragged. He's missing an eye and an arm and so much more of who he used to be. But they bring him home. He doesn't want to switch bodies back.

Stan feels guilt eat at him, but ford is different than the other traveler they'd met. He's more settled. He thanks Stan for finding him. Doesn't blame him for how long it took. Didn't think he'd be come for anyway.

It's strange and rocky but slowly strides are made to bridge the gap of decades and become people they want to be, again. Brothers, friends, explorers. They never body swap again, but they settle into themselves and own who they are.

[jacky-rubou]

You wanna write a little Drabble about Griffin Ford from Beast of Gravity Falls? ;) I’d love to see what you can come up with^^

Ford was stretched out under a tree near his lab, his claws digging into the grass languidly. The sun sure felt nice on his large body. Though it would feel better if he wasn't a giant owl griffin. He always missed his human body. This one was really cumbersome, especially those darn wings. Good thing he had Stanley trying to help him turn back. Ford eventually dozed off to the sounds of birds chirping and the wind rustling the trees.

The sound of something being dragged through the grass woke Ford up a few hours later. He peered over with his hyper rotating neck to see Stanley with a large carpet hefted over his shoulder. Stan dropped it on the grass and rolled it out. Ford got up and sauntered over in curiosity. It was a shag carpet, blue all over except for some strange yellow markings. Ford tilted his head, he didn't remember this carpet. Must have bought it somewhere and just forgot about it.

"Was doing some cleaning, and I found this tacky carpet in one of the old closets." Stan panted, clearly exhausted from dragging it out here, "Thought I'd bring it to you to see if you'd want to keep it before I sell it. It's ugly."

Ford tapped it with a large paw. Oh, that felt nice. Without warning, he laid down on it with a loud thump, and rubbed himself all over it, sorta like a cat. He liked this carpet. Stan only stared at him in bewilderment as the owl griffin he called his brother played on the carpet. Guess he's keeping it. Ford was like that for several minutes.

"Uh, if you'll excuse me," Stan approached Ford warily, "I need to take this carpet back to the house, so if you would be so kind as to get off, that would be great."

Ford felt Stan touch his wing and everything exploded into white. The two flung away from each other violently. Ford laid on the ground for what felt like forever. Oh. Ow. Everything hurt. Ford sat up and rubbed his head with his hand once the dust settled.

Wait. Hand?

Ford looked down and saw his hand. He was human again? But it wasn't right. This hand was five fingered. That carpet... did it make them switch bodies? Ford felt tiny and weak as a human, even though he knew Stanley was a pretty strong guy. Oh, is Stanley alright? Ford saw him on the other side of the clearing, panicking. Ford haphazardly got to his feet and immediately fell forwards onto the ground, not used to standing on two legs in a long time.

Ford resorted to crawling, he didn't want to hurt Stan's body with his attempts to walk properly. He eventually reached the owl griffin and stared in awe for several seconds. Dang he was very big, no wonder Stan was scared when he first saw him. Stan shrieked at Ford as if he was trying to say something to him, then put his paws on his beak.

"It's okay, Stan... I know it's scary." Ford hadn't been able to talk for so long, he absolutely relished the ability to actually communicate, even though it was through Stan's voice, "Just calm down, I can fix this.... Wait, I could fix everything! I could fix the machine! I could change myself back! If you'll let me borrow your body for a little while of course."

Stan had calmed down by then, and by his awkward body language seemed a little excited by the idea, though Ford didn't want to subject Stan to owl griffin for too long. He knew how much a pain it was to live like that, but this was an opportunity he couldn't afford to waste.

Ford slowly got to his feet and, after acclimating himself to walking again, made his way to the basement. He gathered the scattered papers and sorted them. Following his own directions, he got to work fixing the machine to work in reverse.

It took all day and all night, but finally, he fixed it. He carried it outside and, with an extension cord, plugged it in right next to Stan. He primed it, Stan looking all excited. It would be easier to change him back, then switch bodies again on the carpet. Ford activated the machine and it gave off a blinding light for several seconds. When it was done, Ford looked over to see Stan in Ford's body. His human body. Ford excitedly pulled him over to the carpet and collected charge. Ford tapped Stan's hand and everything went white once again.

..................................................................................

"Ford! Wake up, ya bird brain!"

Ford opened his eyes and looked down at himself. But what he saw made him shriek and claw the ground despairingly. Changing back was only a dream. Only a dream. Of course. He should've known. Ford never had such a switching carpet before being cursed with this stupid form. He slapped the nearest tree with his enormous clawed paws, splintering the trunk and causing it to fall into the forest.

"Whoa, calm down, Sixer!" Stan held his hands up and backed up a bit, not wanting to get in the way of Ford's frustration. Ford looked at Stan in what could only be interpreted as a saddened look, then collapsed to the ground, heaving breaths that could be considered crying if he had the ability to cry.

"You're missing your body, aren't you?" Stan gently touched Ford on the wing, and Ford gingerly leaned into his touch, giving a sad nod, "It'll be alright, Ford. I'm trying my best to help you get it back. You'll be back to normal quicker than you think!"

Ford appreciated his optimism, even though he found it difficult to believe. Why'd that dream have to feel so real? He felt so close to a cure, only for it to be taken from him at the last second. It was infuriating. At least he had Stanley doing everything he could to save him no matter how long it took.

Stan hugged Ford around his large neck, tears streaming down his face. Ford put a paw on Stan's back as gently as he could in reciprocation, keeping his claws as far away as possible. Ford felt warmth inside his chest at Stan's kindness. Being stuck as an owl griffin wasn't as bad when he had his twin by his side. All Ford wished past getting a cure was to never get a deceiving dream like that again.

[presidentstalkeyes]

“WHAT?! Oh man, oh geez, I’m so screwed, I don’t know anything about ‘preening’! I-I thought only those tropical songbirds did that!”

“Well, obviously. Eugh, when was the last time you cleaned your nails?”

A lil’ ol’ commish I got from @honeye ! Based on one of my WIPs, where Dipper’s solution to Pacifica being forced by her parents to go out with an oddly monstery guy was to swap bodies and go in her place, only to realize too late that this would mean he’d have to, you know, act like her. Which he is not at all confident about. I dunno why I like that damn carpet so much, I guess I just like the whole ‘walking in another’s shoes’ theme. :V

[agftheorist]

Okay, I've some questions about Bill and electron carpet. Most of them are really weird, I warned you.

What happens when he is currently in someone's body, but this person swaps their body with someone else? As an example, if Dipper is being possessed by Bill, and Bill changes his body with Mabel when he is the one inside it? Because as we know, he needs to make a deal in order to possess one's body. But he didn't make a deal with Mabel to possess hers so the carpet wouldn't work?

Second question, (again, giving names as example) Mabel is in Dipper's body at a specific moment. And she deals with Bill. Whose memories and mind would he be able to see? When you change your body with the carpet, you remember your memories and experiences, as we know. But the brain physically remains same in the body, which means we need to question where do the memories stock in general.

These are my questions. Tbh I think it would be fun to see Bill!Ford or Bill!Dipper changing their bodies with someone else...

What about the questions?

[jacky-rubou]

I had an interesting question come to my mind at work today that I would like to ask here.

What would happen if Bill whilst possessing someone inadvertantly had his host swapped with someone else with the Electron Carpet? Would he switch along with the host? Or would he be stuck with whoever got swapped with his original host? Or would something else happen that I haven't considered? I'm really curious.

[mythomagically-delicious]

What if the twist is that it's stans brain in Ford's body via electron carpet and Ford in stans body was pushed into the portal thru Accidents and now he doesn't have to steal Ford's identity, he just Has It and he still tries to fix the portal and shit and still fakes Stanley's death ?

[mythomagically-delicious]

Mystery Trio AU situation where Fiddleford and Stan are dating. Stan and Ford do the body switch on the electron carpet and Stan (in Ford’s body) leaves the house to give Ford a better reputation in town, telling him if he won’t go out, he’ll go out for him.  

Fidds wakes up and swings by the Shack while Ford’s chilling out for once, flexing his (five!) fingers and generally just doing nothing. They start talking and for a moment he forgot he was in his brother’s body, until Fiddleford goes in for a kiss and Ford freaks out, standing up abruptly and moving away. Fiddleford is hurt by this, and tries moving closer, arms open, to ask what’s wrong. Ford flees the Shack to avoid the awkwardness of the situation and eventually comes back when he sees Stan pull up in his car. 

Ford has to explain and Stan waits til their back in their own bodies to slap his brother upside the head. They show the carpet to Fiddleford. Fiddleford asks to try it out and switches bodies with Stan. Then Fiddleford also takes a moment to hit Ford upside the head, now that he has the physical presence and strength to do more than tap the other man. Fidds and Stan switch back laughing. Ford realizes he kind of deserves it. 

Ford asks how Stan was in town. Stan says the “spooky science man in the woods” was a big hit. And he’s got a date with Susan that Friday night. Ford starts spluttering but Stan cuts him off, saying “you wanted a better reputation, right? Now the people at the diner love ya, and the people at the grocery store won’t have a double heart attack next time you crawl out at 3 am  in an exploded lab coat to get baking soda and watermelon. You’re welcome, nerd.”

Fiddleford later cancels the date for Ford, knowing it freaked him out.

Ford rolls up the carpet and sticks it into storage. Experiment 78 he marked as a failure, but couldn’t bear getting ride of it, just in case.