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Ectoberhaunt Day 22: Portal Shenanigans
any fans of Ghost Trick: Phantom Detective in the chat? No? Just me? haha ok
ghost trick is on the brain and I have to make that everyone else's problem now
#GO PLAY IT IF YOU HAVENT! YOU WONT REGRET IT#but absolutely do not look up spoilers. this is a game you want to go into completely blind#ectoberhaunt#ectoberhaunt23#danny phantom#ghost trick#dp#danny#day 22#isekai: portal shenanigans#phantom#crossover#my art#sorry this is late sfgdslks
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(Originally posted: 20 October 2021)
floralflowerpower mentioned having trouble finding a decent free stock image for goo the other day, so I got curious and tried looking up 'goo' on one of the sites I use to find references... and it only gave me pictures of geese.
So, have this goo-se for a very late Ectoberhaunt Day 4, Goo (Trick)
Goo-se? Ghooste? Goo-goose? Blob ghooste?
#ajitated art#ajs fanworks#danny phantom#moving onto blog#originally posted 20 oct 21#ectoberhaunt2021#ectoberhaunt#eh trick#halloween#goose#ghost#ghost goose#ghoost#blob goose#honestly i still really like this one too#its fun
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Ectoberhaunt Day 17: Blood
Danny tries to find a reliable method to clean his ectoplasm contaminated blood from his clothes - there's a reason his parents always wear hazmat suits.
(748 words... and an illustration!)
(a fair warning: it's probably not very good, I'm just trying to practice)
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It started out simple enough. He changed into his human form after a nasty fight and before he knew it, the side of Danny's t-shirt was soaked red with his blood, giving off strange green glints every now and then. Unfortunate, but not that bad.
Or that's what he thought, until he tried to wash it and realized that nothing worked. Not the usual things he used, and not even the tricks he found on the internet. Soap, water, baking soda, soaking, hydrogen peroxide, bleach…
“Ah!”
Bleach was a bit surprising.
Danny jerked his hand away from the sizzling brownish mess that was gradually eating away at the poor fabric of his favorite t-shirt, almost knocking over the white canister of bleach nearby with the sudden movement. Good thing that he had a few shirts like that.
He shook his fingers, slightly reddened and stinging from where they came into contact with the substance. It took him about a second of watching it bubble and increase in volume to deem it a lost cause and to hurriedly stuff it into the ecto-waste bag from the lab, whatever material it was made from thankfully withstanding the corrosive effects of the chemicals. Despite his swift action, a few leftover bubbles made it onto the floor, and proceeded to pop almost immediately, leaving nothing but a few small indentations in the tiles.
“… Man. I can't believe I use this thing regularly.” Danny mumbled, shooting a look at the canister.
So, that is a bust then.
Shaking his head, he stood up and lifted it, he should put it back in its place. And get rid of that bag.
The next morning, Danny frowned at his closet in irritation, looking at the splotchy stains visible on a couple of his t-shirts. He had four clean ones left, and a few on which the blood wasn't that noticeable or easily covered. One would think that with how fast he heals, this would be far less of a problem, but no. That would mean things going well for him for once and we can't have that.
... He'd have to get this figured out soon if he doesn't want to dodge even more questions, if only about why he suddenly insists on doing his laundry by himself.
Well, he'll think about it in school. Not much else he can do about it for now. He grabbed some clothes and quickly got ready. Shortly, he was leaving through the front door, yelling out a quick goodbye to no one in particular – it pleased him a little when he heard his parents respond from the basement – and headed out.
The walk to school was uneventful, and it was kind of sad how this was becoming a reason to feel uplifted. By the time he stood before the looming building, he still had time to spare, perfect.
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“It sucks. Better outcome–no effect, worse outcome–when I tried bleach, it got all corrosive.” Danny threw up his hands in frustration as he walked to class with Sam and Tucker.
“Well, then you've got no other choice but to try random stuff until you discover something that works... What abooout… baking soda? Peroxide? Too obvious… lemon juice?” suggested Tucker, reading from his PDA.
“Nah, I tried all of that, among, like, twenty other things. I'm pretty sure there are literally no methods left,” answered Danny, sounding equal parts irritated and resigned.
“Even that detergent thing your parents made specifically for ectoplasm?”
“Yep. That smudged it a little, I think, but it's not really enough to be useful,”
“Have you tried stuff like sea salt or sage? Y'know, old school ghost purifying things? Might work on that too.” Shrugged Sam.
"I didn't. But that's..." Danny paused briefly, considering, before nodding: “that's worth a shot. Where do I get it?”
Sam grinned. “I've got you covered. I'll bring it to school tomorrow. You better take some rubber gloves or something though. If it works, it's not a stretch to say that it'll work on your skin too."
“Got it. Thank you, Sam, you're a lifesaver.”
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What the hell, it works.
It took a few tries and combinations with other washing supplies, but finally, it works!
Danny will have to remember to thank Sam again after he's done with this, the relief he felt when he saw the dark spot gradually smudge and lose its saturation was stronger than he'd care to admit.
No more worrying about this particular problem.
Good.
#danny phantom#dp#ectoberhaunt23#please don't mind me#Just practicing#I hope it's not *too* bad#my writing#if it even counts as that#my art#i actually tried with the drawing#I think i did a relatively decent job with the lined stuff#but i still can't get the hang of backgrounds#backgrounds are hard#also#how do I even begin to draw his hair???
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The New Kid
Ectoberhaunt 2023 Day 3: White Crow
Summary: Danny continues to mind his own business whist freaking out everyone around him with his mere existence.
A short "Cryptid Danny" fic, with a twist.
Words: 509
CW: mild horror, mild body horror
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"White Crow": a member of a group who is different from the rest. Elaya vorona (бе́лая воро́на) in Russian, kalāg-e sefīd (کلاغ سفید) in Persian. Similar to English's "Black Sheep".
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The New Kid was exceptionally unnerving.
Friendly enough, if one got the chance to talk to him - which was kinda rare. He was territorial and kept to himself which, fair enough. But he never really seemed interested in getting to know anyone.
But despite being, on the surface, a pretty normal New Kid, there was something very wrong with him.
No-one could put their fingers on it at first. And no-one liked to talk about it. Because how could you talk about…that?
His eyes, for one. A nice, normal, luminous green for the most part. But when he was tired, or distracted, they would… they’d dull. Lose all traces of light, and just go empty. They’d flicker back on as soon as you’d caught it, and one might chalk it up to a trick of the light. He’d smile a normal smile, and you’d forget you’d seen anything. Or maybe, try to forget.
His teeth, too. A perfectly average maw of razor-sharp fangs. But he covered his mouth with his hand when he smiled or laughed. If one looked beyond that, they might see - or rather, sense - a jaw of blunt, flat, incisors and molars. Prey’s teeth. Mortal teeth.
But prey shouldn’t fill you with such discomfort. Should it?
He was probably just developing his shapeshifting skills early. That was probably it.
Youngblood swore he’d seen him drift through a wall, once. In the Ghost Zone.
Youngblood was hardly a reputable news source.
All the same.
Then, then, there was his voice. How sometimes (always when he was tired or injured or distracted) he’d talk and his voice would just… dampen. Vanish into nothingness. No echo, or reverberation through the ectoplasm around him. Nothing to carry his words through to other ghosts. And, once, again, everything would reset, and he’d be a normal ghost.
There was a theme - moments of flatness, dullness, of disconnect. Moments of mortality.
The worst one was when he would breathe. He wouldn’t even hide it. After a territorial spar (which he took way too seriously) he’d float there, victorious, and his chest would expand and retract like some wet, dying thing. Bodies weren’t meant to move like that. Not after death.
And it wouldn’t be so bad if he was weak.
Freaks came and went. There was enough variety amongst ghostkind that any one, or even multiple of these things, could be brushed off.
But the New Kid was strong. Stronger than any of them. He’d been around for no time at all and defeated every one of them in combat, even the strongest of them. His abilities were coming in fast, too fast, and he had too many. No ghost should have a portfolio that large, and know how to use their new powers so well.
He got better with every fight.
They were training him, without realizing. Feeding him.
But there’s the rub. To back off, to withhold from indulging in one’s Earthly Obsession, to bow to his obscenely large territory? The thought alone was obscene.
And what would be the repercussions?
#ectoberhaunt23#eh magic#day 3#white crow#cw mild horror#cw mild body horror#fanfiction#cryptid danny fenton#pov outsider#just a good ole inversion of my favourite genre:#“holy hell this kid is creepy”#Danny with a mouth full of fries:#“huh?”#dp#dp fanfic#danny phantom
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Ectoberhaunt/Ectober Week 2023. Day Twenty-nine
"Would you like to know how much time you have left?” Clockwork asked. The endless ticking in the lair had never sounded so ominous.
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“No, thanks.” Danny said simply, and resumed taking the cookies out of the oven.
“And why would that be, Daniel James Fenton? What marks you apart from all these others that would take the chance? All those other Daniels themselves?”
The halfa gave the Master of Time an unimpressed stare.
“Because I already learned that lesson, pop pop: it’s not how much time you have but what you do with that time.” He took a cookie and blew on it, lowering it to the perfect temperature. Before biting it, he side-eyed his mentor. “And I know a trick question when I hear one.”
Clockwork chuckled freely, ruffling Danny’s hair, and allowed his wide smirk to bloom.
#Danny Phantom#ectoberhaunt23#ectober week 2023#day twenty-nine#lost time#Danny Fenton#Clockwork#ghostly-scrypts#fluff
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Bee’s 2023 Fic Review
2021 2022
My AO3
Works: 8
Word Count: 154,635
Events: Invisobang | Phic Phight | EctoberHaunt (Mod Tucker)
Here’s my fics! I didn't write nearly as much as I hoped but I did start a Masters Program so I am learning to write better hopefully! (I actually wrote a lot I didn't post that I am saving for when I am more caught up on my WIPs tbh >>)
Danny Phantom:
WIP:
Pieces of Time (26,520 words) Subscriptions: 154 Hits: 3,390 Kudos: 267 Comment Threads: 45 Bookmarks: 118
Some questions don't have answers, some answers aren't worth having and some make you wonder where the truth is being hidden.
Danny asks Clockwork a question, now, what about the answer?
Finished:
We Interrupt Your Scheduled Programming (10,062 words) Subscriptions: 5 Hits: 486 Kudos: 70 Comment Threads: 7 Bookmarks: 20
Nocturne generally hates doing favors. He’d honestly rather be sleeping, or messing with someone’s head or … well anything really.
But Clockwork got himself into a mess that even he wasn’t going to have an easy time digging himself out of.
But hey, what are brothers for?
Clockwork was going to owe him for this one though.
Pruning the Branches (30,289 words) Subscriptions: 3 Hits: 215 Kudos: 14 Comment Threads: 12 Bookmarks: 2
Flynn is finally headed back to his home in the Ghost Zone! But something happened in the short time he was away, something that put his family at risk. Struggling to once more find his footing now that everything seems to be falling apart around him, Flynn needs to get answers-even if that means running from his Mother and overprotective siblings and dodging a murderous ghost that's a little bit too murderous.
Nothing is going to be the same after this.
Other:
WIP:
Hyde Inside (7,847 words) Subscriptions: 11 Hits: 257 Kudos: 27 Comment Threads: 5 Bookmarks: 7
The only place for a murderer is a hangman's noose… but there is another place for a madman if Gabriel can make the argument. He could save his friend's life. Even if he'd never be forgiven for it.
It might have even worked if it wasn't for the mysterious sharp-toothed woman outside Hyde's room, and the answers the good doctor seems reluctant to share.
Finished:
Treasures and Tricks (1,518 words) Hits: 314 Kudos: 55 Comment Threads: 4 Bookmarks: 8
Hastur was an all powerful inhuman King. He did not spend his days thinking about Arthur Lester.
Not a Home but a Haunt (2,319 words) Hits: 77 Kudos: 13 Comment Threads: 3 Bookmarks: 2
Arthur Lester is adjusting just fine to his new 'situation' thank you. Being blind doesn't make him helpless, it's just a new fact of his life. He can still be a detective, if Parker would just let him prove it. Ignoring of course, the strange new voice that seems to come from no where, and Parker swearing that it's just the two of them alone in the apartment…
Grand Line Carnival (24,140 words) Subscriptions: 51 Hits: 3,909 Kudos: 268 Comment Threads: 45 Bookmarks: 81
Law doesn't want to go to a carnival ever again, but his crew doesn't know that and they insist that he has been spending far too much time in the hospital. So he's stuck, but at least he's with friends, now if only he could get that weird stranger off his mind.
Or better yet, Stop running into him everywhere. Literally.
Beneath Different Stars (51,940 words) Subscriptions: 175 Hits: 7,784 Kudos: 520 Comment Threads: 125 Bookmarks: 116
A role-reversal that has Dynn Jaren, a stormtrooper with an attitude problem running away with a stolen asset.
And Corin, a Mandalorian bounty hunter that’s supposed to be hunting him down for the good of his clan.
Except, what happens when the “asset” isn’t what he thought it was? And the “stormtrooper” he was chasing packs a bit of a punch?
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About Ectoberhaunt 2023
Pumpkin spice and the smell of rotting leaves are in the air of Amity Park once again, and there have been a few strange happenings around the town. Weird notes popping up on post boards, in lockers, and in mailboxes... All over the place, really.
And after all the strange events last October, Amity Park feels peculiar waves pulsing throughout the town. Or at least those more sensitive to the supernatural energies are able to.
However, this time it seems that our beloved Phantom is taking a break from all the Order and Chaos of last year- leaving up for debate whether Science or Magic should rule the season.
Will you, dear reader, help our hosts solve their argument? Or will you find a way to enmesh the two?
Info Below Cut!
What is Ectoberhaunt/Ectober Month?
Ectober Month is an event similar to both Inktober and DannyMay!
It’s a Danny Phantom fandom event during the month of October. Each day has a theme (or themes) selected for fans to create with.
The event goes for three weeks with the final week of prompts created by the Ectober Week group.
We do this to avoid overwhelming creators or overlapping the other event.
Why two themes?
We decided to do dual prompts each day for fun and variety.
Not every prompt fits perfectly with the overall theme (example: ‘Trick vs Treat’) but, we try to do a varied event with as many fun and polarizing ideas we can think of!
How does this event work?
The calendar with our prompts will be posted early September. All you need to do is pick a prompt, create something, and tag it properly so we see it!
Posting for this event starts October 2nd!
How do I post my prompts?
You may post your prompts on your social media of choice, but we only reblog/share things posted on Tumblr (if they're tagged properly, see below) or submitted to our Ao3 collection.
You may also join our Discord server to share links directly with us and other participants!
What are the posting guidelines?
Tag all posts with “Ectoberhaunt23” so we can find it.
If you do not use this tag, we will not find you.
Tag which calendar you're pulling from (“EH Science” or “EH Magic”), which day the prompt is for ("Day X"), and which prompt(s) you completed ("Eyes" "Teeth").
Example: #ectoberhaunt23 #EH science #day x #horns
Put your fics under a readmore.
Add a summary before the cut with any content warnings and prompts were used. Then, if you'd like to, add a preview no more than 150 words or 10 lines/groups of text under your summary.
If you're using mobile, type :readmore: and hit enter to make a readmore.
If you do not do this, we will NOT reblog your post.
Make sure to tag all common content warnings (blood, gore, death, drugs, body horror, existentialism, & vermin)!
We will try to reblog every prompt we can. Feel free to @ us in the post too or send the link on Discord
We will have the posting guidelines in a separate post, as well!
Feel free to use this handy-dandy Google sheet made by the wonderful AJ to help keep track of your prompts and tags! Just make a copy for yourself and have fun!!
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EctoberHaunt and Ectober Week 2022 Master Post
Happy Halloween! Here’s my complete collections of prompts for this month. Big thanks to those over at @ectoberhaunt and @ectoberweekofficial for the prompts! All fills should be correctly tagged, fics contain summaries and AO3 links, and please do mind the warnings if they’re there.
All my Ectoberhaunt22 fics can also be found here on AO3
Ectoberhaunt22
Day 3 - Order: Order to Entropy (poem)
Day 3 - Chaos: Refraction Chapter 3: Break to Build (fic)
Day 4 - Box: All Boxed Up (art)
Day 4 - Staff: Spirit of Rock (art)
Day 5 - Wraith: Paved with Good Intentions (fic)
Day 5 - Banshee: The Last One (art)
Day 6 - Burn: Fevour (fic)
Day 6 - Freeze: A Mercy (fic)
Day 7 - Purify & Infect: Detox(ic) (art)
Day 10 - Hunger: Taste Test (fic)
Day 10 - Harvest: Harvest Moon (art)
Day 11 - Drown: A Nap with the Fishes (fic)
Day 11 - Thirst: A Craving to be Sated (fic)
Day 12 - A Way of Life & Cause of Death: A Way of Death (fic)
Day 13 - Restored: Humanity Restored (comic)
Day 13 - Abandoned: The Haunting of Amity Park: Part 1: The Neon District (fic)
Day 14 - Haunted House: The Haunting of Amity Park:Part 2: FentonWorks (fic)
Day 14 - Costume Party: Double Trouble (art)
Day 18 - Eyes: A Trick of the Light (animation)
Day 18 - Teeth: Teeth Bared (art)
Day 19 - One & One Hundred: Hall of a Hundred Eyes (art)
Day 21 - Coronation: The Dragon Queen (art)
Day 24 - Future: The Price of Knowing (art)
Day 24 - Past: Too Dead for This: Chapter 1: Seven Years is a Long Time (fic)
Ectober Week 2022
Day 26 - Six Feet: I’ll Come Home if You Call (poem and art)
Day 28 - “Psst, you’re dead. Pass it on.“: Two Paths (animation)
Unprompted
Cosmic Perspective (art)
Dead and Gone (transparent art)
Squeaky Toy (animation)
Ectoberhaunt21 Master Post
Commentary Under the Cut
It has been supremely challenging and fun to do all of these prompts! I know I’m not a super prolific author and artist, but I really enjoy events like this. While it’s been hard on me to produce this sheer amount of content, it was engaging and active, giving me something to do and has motivated me to put out more content in a month than I would normally do in a year on my own. I also love seeing the improvement in my content from this year to last year, when I first took part in this event, along as throughout the event itself, I noticed improvement. While I might not have been able to fill all of the prompts I had planned to do, I also did much more than I originally planned as well, shooting to fill all of the prompts, both for each day. But with 29 fills, 3 of which have no prompt at all, instead inspired by other things throughout the event, I’m satisfied.
I’ve had so much fun throughout this entire event, from planning my fills, to the story line made up by the Ectoberhaunt crew, to drawing and writing my fills themselves. But of all of them, I do have some favorites.
I found my trend of horrible angst holds true, with some of my most severe fill, at least in my opinion, being Paved with Good Intentions. Vlad’s perspective of Danny’s grief was definitely something I found fun to write.
I noticed I used a lot of Outside, or limited perspective, especially with The Haunting of Amity Park, where you only get the perspective from the camera, so it ended up being mostly descriptions and dialog. The morticians perspective in A Way of Death was also amusing to write.
I tried out a lot of different art techniques this year as well. I messed with my style, bouncing back and forth between a more semi-realistic style and then a more cartoon-esque style for the more humorous fills, and then the simplistic style for a few other ones. I definitely think I’ve improved over the past month, just due to the sheer amount of art alone. The animations were fun themselves.
My ask box is always open if you want to talk to me about a particular piece.
See ya around!
#danny phantom#goodfish writes#goodfish draws#ectoberhaunt22#ectoberweek2022#master post#links#goodfish was here#i’m going to go sleep for the next week now. have fun going through everything
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Spirit Halloween
Ectoberhaunt day 13 - Restored & Abandoned
Summary:
Darren walked in on October 31st, unemployed and hoping to chase her problems away by focusing on looking sharp for trick-or-treaters.
Darren walked out on August 10th, starting a part time job the next day and trying to figure out how to tell her family and friends she was kidnapped by a haunted retail store.
Ao3 Link
Attention all shoppers, Spirit Halloween will be closing in 5 minutes. Please bring your final purchases up to the register and—
Darren turned up the sound on her earbuds, drowning out the rest of the announcement. She under her breath as she held up two different ties—one comically large and yellow with colourful spots and the other with a bandage design and a mummy’s face on the bottom.
Which would be better to greet trick or treaters with? The clown tie was a classic, but the mummy tie brought finesse, novelty. It was something new and exciting—a type of tie design she hadn’t seen before.
Darren took her time weighing her options. She walked over to the floor length mirror at the end of the aisle and held up each tie to her shirt. They both looked alright. But which to choose…
She hummed to herself and checked the prices. Only a dollar each? Maybe she should just buy both and use the other one for next year.
Darren checked the time. Oh shit, she better get going if she wanted to catch the bus—
Something pulsed in the back of Darren’s brain.
She hissed. Fuck, she better not be getting a headache. She doesn’t have anymore Tylenol in her bag.
A skull mask dropped in front of the mirror. She turned to look around for whatever kid threw it, but she noticed the store was deserted.
Shit. Darren really hoped she didn’t get locked in.
She was about to go check the door when the shift of cheap plastic caught her attention.
The skull mask on the floor twitched. Then it shot into the air
Oh hell no.
Darren booked it to the doors, but skidded to a stop when the skull mask—a basic black and white painted mask, but with glowing green eyes—appeared out of thin air in front of her.
Fuck. Shit. That’s a ghost, oh my god.
“Please wait. I still need to give you the job offer before you leave.”
Uhh, Darren was not computing. “Job offer? Doesn’t Spirit Halloween close down today or tomorrow?”
“Oh no, this store never closes down. I simply travel through space and time to the next available abandoned building within a reasonable timeframe before Halloween.”
“You—uh—excuse me?”
“You’re excused.” The skull mask cleared its throat. “Now, I am fully prepared to hire you for today and have you come in tomorrow for a shift, but I’m open to negotiate the terms.”
“Why—? A job offer? Who—?”
“Oh, didn’t you see the sign?” A sign materialized beside the mask and Darren read it over. It mentioned staying past closing hours in order to apply for the job opening as well as an offer discussing the baseline pay and—
And holy fucking shit, this job offer was—
All traces of fear left Darren’s being. “You want to hire me for a part-time job, with a full-time salary and benefits?”
The skull mask nodded. “You can take some time to think it over, but get back to me before—”
“I’ll do it.”
The skull mask stayed silent for a moment.
“Are you—?”
“Yes, I’m sure.”
“And you’re not… upset with me? Usually, the people I offer jobs to are upset with me.”
Darren paused. Thought about it for a moment.
“I mean, I’m a little upset because I probably missed buying the pre-releases of a couple games—oh and missing some holidays and birthdays with family and friends—but this is a stupid good offer that I’m definitely never going to find again… so—” Darren shrugged.
“Oh,”—Darren assumed that if skull masks could blink, the ghost would be doing that—“Well, then, I’ll send you the appropriate paperwork and I’ll see you tomorrow?”
Darren saluted the skull mask—who was now Boss Skull Mask in her brain—and left, contemplating her new job and how to explain all this to her family and friends and—
Holy fuck where—?
“Oh, apologies, we’re about two miles north of the last location,” Boss Skull Mask called from the store.
Darren sighed in relief and waved her goodbye before starting the trek to the nearest bus stop.
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Thirst for Knowledge
Ectoberhaunt 2022, Side Order. Prompt: Thirst
Summary: New experiments are being done in the Fenton Basement Laboratory, and with that new data will be brought up.
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Jack and Maddie Fenton were both working down in the lab right now, Maddie doing a chemical titration with some ectoplasm in a beaker and burette filled with a strong alkaline solution; all the while Jack was in another desk, measuring how ectoplasm refracts light using a spectrophotometer, measuring the sample in both glass cuvettes and quartz cuvettes, the samples being crystallized ectoplasm, liquid ectoplasm and gaseous ectoplasm, the last which was sealed in the cuvettes in order to avoid any leakage of it.
“How are your samples going honey?” Maddie asked not lifting her gaze from the beaker, one hand holding it and constantly mixing it with the alkaline solution that was dropping slowly from the burette, which was being controlled with her other hand so that only drops were being dropped in an interval of 3 drops per second.
“They’re great Mads, and with the help of the Fenton Spectrophotometer everything is going peachy as well. Adding that accessory for solid samples as a permanent feature was a brilliant idea” replied Jack as he put one of the crystals inside the machine, before closing it and turning it on, waiting for the results to come out.
“Oh that’s good to know dear, adding that to the machine wasn’t easy after all”
“You tell me about it, I had to rebuild the original Spectrophotometer like 5 different times, and we ended up buying a new one because that old model was too abused with my hands working on it.”
“Well, when you managed to do it at the first try on the new model we bought then you did us a big favor, those things can be expensive, and by keeping it inside of it we can make sure that it’ll never go missing.”
“That’s for sure at least. How are you doing with your titration by the way?”
“Everything’s fine here, nearing the expected equivalence point for normal ectoplasm, so I have to be extra careful now.”
“I’ll shut up now and let you focus then.”
“Thanks Ja-Oh” the sample in Maddie’s hand began turning from neon green to orange, however it soon faded back into green. “One or two more drops should do the trick.” And with that, one more drop was added. The color orange remained for a few seconds longer yet it still disappeared with time and the movement of Maddie’s hand, and as such one more drop was added to the sample, now remaining color orange after a whole minute of missing and spinning the sample. “Alright, I’m done with it.”
“That’s great Mads, I’m just putting the last sample of gaseous ectoplasm in the quartz cuvette and then I’ll be done here as well.”
“Alright, I can’t wait to read the results,” the mother stood up and began putting all of the used samples and chemicals used in a container beside the table she was working on, “I’ll begin cleaning my table meanwhile, you should start as well since you’re finishing your experiment as well.”
“Great idea Mads, we don’t want the kids nor any spook to grab any of these after all.” And with that he began cleaning his table as well. Granted his station was cleaner than Maddies on virtue of him working with minuscule samples, unlike Maddie who had to use various milliliters of samples and alkaline solutions in order to do everything. The Fenton Spectrophotometer pinged and Jack put the containers of ectoplasm back where they belonged, then checked on the results, wrote them down and finally took out the last sample before getting rid of it in the appropriate ways.
“Well then, let’s check the results already,” an excited Jack walked to the computer of the lab and began inputting all the data collected into it, letting it all load before adding the next set of results, “What were your results honey?”
“Here, let me type them for you,” Maddie positioned herself besides Jack and began typing her own results in another program to avoid mixing them up, and once both of them put them in, they began comparing them to the previously collected data.
“Mads, is it my imagination or does your ectoplasm sample seem more acidic than normal?”
“That’s not your imagination Jack, I collected those samples with the Specter Speeder from deeper in the Ghost Zone than we’re used to traveling to. There was this river of ectoplasm that I was too curious to leave alone.”
“Well that’s amazing, I wonder what was so different from that ectoplasm that was able to take the form of a river and why it was as acidic as it seems to be according to the results.”
“Not to mention that somehow it was able to stand out between all the ambient ectoplasm of the ghost zone as well.”
“Yeah, I wonder about that. One would think that it wouldn’t be able to stand out like that, but then again Ice and water can be differentiated easily enough.”
“True, but that’s usually because there’s air molecules stuck between the expanded hydrogen bonds that bond the water molecules, thus giving them the extra white inside of them, allowing them to see at a glance the difference between each of them.”
“That suggests that ectoplasm has impurities in it depending on the state of it. Oh I’m getting excited already thinking what kind of discoveries we’ll do with this information, I wonder if there’s pure ectoplasm being naturally formed in the Ghost Zone? Is the air of the Zone pure ectoplasm or would liquid or solid ectoplasm be the pure one? What about plasmic ectoplasm?”
“Well, there are many questions there, but not enough data to get answers. Shall we see your results now and compare them to the ones you’ve made before?”
“Sure thing Mads, I can’t wait to see how that crystalized sample we got last night will compare with the liquid and gaseous ectoplasm.”
“... Well, there’s certainly a difference in the refraction value given by the solid form of ectoplasm, but if that’s because it’s in the form of a crystal or because solid ectoplasm is like that we don’t know yet.”
“Yeah, this is the only sample of solid ectoplasm we’ve managed to collect thus far after all. If only we knew how that was made to replicate it and make more tests on it”
“If only, but that won’t stop us regardless, right Jack?”
“You’ve said it Mads, a Fenton never gives up after all!”
“Mmmhhh, hey Jack, have you thought of doing this experiment on some particles of crystals suspended in gaseous ectoplasm?”
“What are you thinking about honey?”
“Well, if humans can use steam and silver particles for magic tricks, then who’s to say that isn’t something ghosts do to fool our instruments?”
“MADDIE YOU’RE A GENIUS, I’LL GET ON IT RIGHT NOW,” and with that the wall of a man ran towards the crystal of ectoplasm, let it on a table and went up to the kitchen, returning with the cheese grater, ready to turn a part of the ectoplasmic crystal to dust.
#Ectoberhaunt22#EH Order#Day 11#Thirst#Danny Phantom#Jack Fenton#Maddie Fenton#Experiments on ectoplams#surprise surprise the possibility of there being different kinds of ectoplasm is very real
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Ectober 2021 - Day 4: Goo
>:) melty melty Ellie
#Danny Phantom#DP#Ectober Month 2021#Ectoberhaunt 2021#Ectoberhaunt Trick#stove on fire#ectober#29925#Dani Phantom#Danielle Phantom#OPE I ALMOST FORGOT TO TAG HER NAME
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Ectober Day 2 - Scream/Laugh
I went with wail :D
#i also kept the fire from Dan being thrown into an oil truck#it just disappeared in the show for some reason#also drawing muscles is kind of fun#i don't even know if i know the anatomy of muscles#anyway#danny phantom#phanart#fanart#dp#dan phantom#ghostly wail#?#oh this is redraw from the show btw!!!#suretterim#ectoberhaunt 2021#ectober month#ectoberhaunt trick#wait it's ALMOST a redraw of a scene from the show#it's Danny's wail which happened a second after showing the two of them in this perspective#ectober month 2021
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(Originally posted: 3 November 2021)
More belated Ectoberhaunt stuff?? ...yeah, oops.
For Day 7: Abyss (Trick) and Day 13: Void (Trick)
#ajitated art#ajs fanworks#danny phantom#moving onto blog#originally posted 3 nov 21#ectoberhaunt2021#ectoberhaunt#eh trick#dp fanart#space
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Ectober Month Day 30/Ectober Week Day 6 - Summoning
“Danny. He’s going to kill you for real after this.”
“For one ghost free weekend? Worth.”
#danny phantom#fan art#digital art#fanart#my art#ectoberhaunt 2021#ectober month 2021#danny fenton#ectoberhaunt trick#sam manson#tucker foley#vlad masters#comic#ectoberweek2021#no colors today because i am setting up for a halloween party and also drove 8 hours#:’))))
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Ectober Day 1: Trick (or) Treat | Undercover Phantom AU
everyone's going trick-or-treating! fun facts below the cut ╰(*°▽°*)╯
- the A-listers had a fairytale group theme going on, centered around Kwan's fairy princess costume! it matches his little sisters' costumes and he was Not willing to change it. it's Tradition.
- Dash, last minute, ditched his knight costume to be a zombie jock because it's Cooler. but he didn't want to get his jacket dirty so it's the only part of his costume that's pristine.
- Paulina is not pleased about Dash throwing off the group vibe. She is, however, pleased that they went trick-or-treating twice (earlier with Kwan's little sisters, and now later with all the teens) which is DOUBLE the time to show off her cute as fuck dragon costume.
- Danny never figured out what to go as, so he just went as... himself, basically. Sam was extremely disappointed until she saw how freeing it was for Phantom to openly be himself while they were out
- speaking of Sam, yes, she did write an entire background story so she could stomp around in her custom-made ex-princess warrior outfit and NO, Tucker, it is NOT a metaphor for her life
- werewolf Tucker. that's it, that's the bullet point
- When the A-listers run into the trio, Dash immediately thinks this Phantom cosplayer is.... Danny Fenton??? his tutor's little brother who he's met like Twice. but he's not.... SURE. but he's.... pretty sure?? anyway Tucker and Sam pull out the "who?? no way, this is Danien, our, uhhhhhhh INTERNET FRIEND" cover story, even when they don't fully realize why Phantom is panicking during his short conversation with Dash
- so many hijinks ensue. so many. Danny may or may not pull half a dozen ghostly pranks. this may or may not be how word starts getting around that Sam Manson and Tucker Foley are friends with the actual real-life Phantom.
#danny phantom#undercover phantom au#danny fenton#sam manson#tucker foley#dash baxter#undercover comics#ectoberhaunt 2021#ectoberhaunt trick#ectoberhaunt treat#long post#art scribbles#can you guess what one of my favorite types of punchline is lmfao#i wanted to make an actual trick or treating comic full of nothing but plotless goofs but ran out of time :")#im super busy this week n weekend so i wouldnt be able to in time for the 31st at least#so heres the sketches n doodles i did thinking about it like a week and a half ago#dp fanart
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[ Ectoberhaunt 2021 Day 23 : Condemned vs Ruins ]
i know its late but sshhhshhh
Forced coronation my beloved uwu
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alternate color version :
aurora version uwu
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