Yes, this is where you can actually tell me what you want me to write in terms of PAW Patrol ships for this story.

Will it be just romance? I don't know. I can most certainly decide though. I just need your input on what ships to include from PAW Patrol.

Though if you want more than just...Liberase then you'll have to request Rulla or whatever the ship name for what you want is as this story's ships are entirely up to you and not me, or not up to random chance.

I will say there are going to be a few ships/kinds of ships that I will be banning, so please DONT ask for these as they're illegal, and Id rather not write these kinds of stories anyways as it's weird to ship them. And that coming from someone who will ship anything that seems legal enough:

-DONT ask for Pedophilia. And by this, I mean ships like RyderxHumdinger. I just don't feel comfortable writing these sorts of ships. Ships like SkyexRubble and TrackerxEverest are fine, but the above is shipping a kid and an adult and I don't really feel like promoting this and putting Pedophiles on their high horses. Not to mention the pups are canonly 0-4 years apart as far as I know anyways.

-DONT ask for interspecies. That means RyderxChase, RyderxWild(cat), and of course no RoryxSkye, please. these sorts of ships are illegal and I don't feel comfortable writing them okay?

-DO NOT ask, or beg, or whine for INCESTUAL ships. This means you cannot ask for TuckxElla or SkyexCoral in any romantic way. Of course, you cannot ask for Rubblexany of his family members okay? I don't know all their names right now, but I will refuse to ship Rubble, Skye, Tuck, Ella, etc with someone who is blood-related to them. Or cousin-related it doesn't matter. I see these as promoting disgusting things such as pedophilia, Sweet home Alabama which is gross, and of course, I see it as encouraging rape.

I'm not sure if I'll be having those comments that whine about these rules, but to be honest, shipping can only go so far without being actually illegal. Sure I could just make Ryder old enough for Humdinger, but I don't really feel like making him older than I need to make him. Plus the idss of RyderxHumdinger sounds toxic tbh. Perhaps I could ship Ryder with some of the younger people around his age, but even then I'm not too sure about them.

So let me know in the comments what you want, otherwise this won't ever get started. And I certainly want to start this thing. Not too soon, but I do think this has potential.

But once we get some ships I can start creating story ideas/ looking through possible story ideas. Although I don't know about making a cliche story about any ship where some pup is the enemy because of love.

Random questions for possible plot: Does a Household Appliance make a good antagonist? Does a Ranger or a secret agent gone rogue make a good antagonist? How about a possible glitch in the matrix? How about an actual fire before freezing rains show up? Why don't people use bugs for antagonists that aren't spiders or stinging bugs? Butterfly antagonist go brrr. Praying Mantis go brrr.

As you can see I want to explore the possibility of many things being the antagonist and not just Chase, Skye, Rubble, Rocky, Zuma, Tracker, Marshall, Everest, ect.

In all honesty the plot of this story probably doesn't necessarily need an antagonist, however the idea of drama in the case of freezing rains sounds interesting....

Hmmm....

Honestly horror is good at making antagonists.

And Pokémon ranger guardian signs. How was I supposed to know it was the doctor by looking closer at all the encounters?

Though that does give off some...very interesting ideas in my mind. Not related to the doctor thing. Just the unexpected thing.

Anyways please comment legal ships I can write a story about. Might add in some ocs too....that have nothing to do with being villains. Perhaps I could create some siblings for the PAW Patrol as well.

We could always do with some Liberty sisters who are a sassy bunch. Lol.

Anyways thanks for commenting. Idk why its so hard to comment, but yeah.

Also if everyone comments in this part then...woo hoo! (bruh it keeps trying to autocorrect me. I don't want hop. At least not here)

And I'll end with this weird example of how I write which might not be how I actually write, but hey, I wanted to show off my writing skills anyhoo:

The grass abruptly pulled itself out of the earth it called its home. Destiny was about to happen and the grass knew what it had to do.

Together, the small blades of grass formed together: they would form something bigger. And they were aimed to destroy and kill; the weed eater that sucked in was starting to take over, turning the simple green plants yellow-brown as they glowed sickly.

Their eyeless visage turned to find a target: a lookout tower. A first victim.

They wiggled their way together, linking and wrapping around each other as they made a sasquatch figure. They stood tall and proud over the Lookout Tower as they didn't really look inside, however they could feel their targets below.

The sound of their laughter. That was what needed to die! The grassy sasquatch clenched their hand together in a fist. But how was a measly stretch of grass going to take out....whatever was making that annoying laughter below?

What a bother, wasting their breath in there and not out here to give us Carbon Dioxide. They must die.

The grassy terrain fell back down on the ground in a pile, rethinking their plans. How to get in?

Together they couldn't fit but perhaps if they...the grass started to squeeze in through the hole near the still of the auto door. What a gleeful attainment. Quick and easy. Almost too easy.

The blades slipped under a second hole near the still of the elevator. They formed the shape after every single blade crawled in. Silent, but deadly.

They pressed the up button, several blades rubbing against the button in agony as the rest waited in preparation.

"I will need...Rubble!"

How utterly annoying. The sounds these aliens made angered the grass. You don't need Rubble. You need more Carbon Dioxide in the air!

Go outside and touch us! We will set you free of this cramped world full of...buildings.

Ding. They were there. They could feel their frenzied rage.

Immediately, they struck. They forged a sword out of themselves and plunged their many knives into skin. Any skin they could find, they dove straight in, tasting the blood on their blades as well as carbon dioxide. Yummy. Mmm death.

Their first taste of blood was phenomenal. But now they fell apart as the body of the teenager who led this strange dog cult collapsed as his blood pooled on them, as well as on the floor.

They dove towards that blood after collecting themselves, hearing distant cries of dogs as they screamed their cult leader's name for all to hear: "Ryder!" They could hear the scurrying of paws as they raced to escape the grass' clutch.

Who's all high and mighty now? That'll teach you annoying "highly intelligent beings" that we are more than just "grass." We have lives as well, don'tcha know?

Their frenzy continues as they sucked up the blood in their blades. Blood looked like water: nutrients they needed. They would gladly take whatever liquid they could that contained any form of water.

Finally, after drinking most of it, they were full. But their prey escaped.

Now what? Now they must kill and survive.