#The Dark Blowhole

[touhoutunes]

Title: Kisume Baby

Arrangement: Stack Bros.

Vocals: Stack

Album: にゃんぷらーみゃ！-NYANG PLAMJA-

Circle: 暁Records

Original: The Dark Blowhole

#touhou #kisume #touhou kisume #yamame kurodani #the dark blowhole #subterranean animism #暁Records #にゃんぷらーみゃ！-NYANG PLAMJA- #にゃんぷらーみゃ！NYANG PLAMJA #Stack #stack bros.

[cloudaishaao3]

12 years ago a touhou song i really liked disappeared off youtube and yesterday i thought of it again and went on niconicodouga and found it in like 10 minutes smdh

#productive nostalgia trip #its a vocal arrange of the dark blowhole #cloudposting

[gallusrostromegalus]

Do mermaids exist in tpof?

There's exactly one "Classic" Mermaid. A pregnant woman on the west coast of Ireland was afflicted by a curse where she'd give birth to a Lingcod instead of a human baby, but since she was carrying twins, the curse was split between them. One sister has a human head, chest and abdomen, and from her pelvic girdle on she has the powerful and beautiful tail of a Blue Lingcod. She's the current record holder for long-distance swimming, starred in several movies and holds multiple modelling contracts- but she's always been notably jealous of her sister, who has the head and chest of a Lingcod but the pelvis and legs of a human and (the source of her sister's ire) a devoted husband.

There's a few things that European sailors could have mistaken for human women while they were on long voyages, dying of syphilis and scurvy too- Dugong and Dolphins both exist in great numbers in TPOFATGIF, along with some very large Mimic Octopodes. But the most likely, or at least, most startling candidate is a creature only described in 1996- Ziphiius andersoni, or "Anderson's Beaked Whale", after the first ...semi-credible witness.

Ziphidae is a family of deep-diving whales whales known almost entirely by beached corpses, and Z. andersoni holds the peculiar title of the most and least seen member of the family. No body has ever been found to examine, but the animal is (apparently) the subject of many amateur sightings.

Like most Beaked Whales, Z. andersoni is about 13 feet long, and shaped like an extremely hydrodynamic sweet potato- a sharply tapered head, tubular body with small pectoral fins and a minimal dorsal fin, and an similarly sharply tapered tail with small fins, and a mouth with only two teeth- a pair of overdeveloped lower canine teeth that form a pair of tusks. Unlike most marine life, Z. andersoni has reverse Cryptic camouflage- where most marine animals are darkly colored on the dorsal side and pale beneath to hide from predators in the open water, Z. andersoni has a large, bright white pattern on it's back that starts at the head and runs the length of it's spine and across the tail fin, and includes both pectoral and pelvic saddle patches. between the whale's darkened and unusually anterior blowholes and the gloom of the twilight waters they inhabit, Z. andersoni's peculiar markings bear a STARTLING resemblance to a human woman with a piscene tail.

The species is named after the famed Fairy Tale Author, Hans Christen Anderson, who in 1835 saw what he described as a "Mermaid" swimming near the surface of the North Sea coast near Hanstholm, Denmark, when out in a rowboat with a cousin on a summer holiday. The Mermaid was "Ghostly pale, with large, dark eyes that stared up at us as she passed. She circled the boat thrice, seemingly regarding us with sadness, before she vanished into a cloud of sea-foam and we could not find her again." This encounter inspired him to write The Little Mermaid the following year. Despite his and his cousin's insistence that the event took place exactly as described, it was largely written off by the general public, and Anderson was discouraged from sharing it by his publisher.

In 1996, a family had a similar experience while Kayaking, save that this time the encounter took place in the sunny clear waters off Baja, Nihofornia, and the family had a video camera. A juvenile Z. andersoni approached them, circled the family a few times and even hung out under them for almost 12 minutes. This video proof sparked international interest, with dozens of other pictures, videos and oral accounts coming forward about encounters with these strangely friendly yet elusive creatures.

Most Recently, an exceptional individual, thought to be an old bull from it's size (i and scarring was seen following underwater welders as they repaired an underwater naval installation, picking off the curious squid that came to investigate the lights. The Naval Engineers have nicknamed the animal "The Duke", short for "Ducolax" on account of one of the engineers realizing there was 16-foot long, multi-ton carnivore floating just over his shoulder and (understandably) shitting himself.

#TPOFATGIF #The Power Of Friendship (And This Gun I Found!) #Yugioh #Yugioh fanfic #this is nowhere NEAR the weirdest thing that the whale family has produced in that Universe #Illustration to follow

[evolutionsvoid]

The great seas bear many gifts, yet are home to many dangers. The tales carved upon ivory speak of the treachery of the waters and of the beasts that lurk within it. It is no wonder that the ships of wood and bone set sail with so many blades and harpoons, as they either expect to encounter these monsters or instead are seeking them. Some of the greatest blessings that can be found in these waters are pulled from the bodies and guts of these immense beasts, making for fine materials or fetching high prices back on land. Life upon the sea is dangerous, but many do find a living out there. For them, it is crucial to know the great leviathans that dwell in the depths, and know how to deter them or best them when they rise to the surface. This determines if their ship will return to port intact, or will join the horrid beasts below in the dark depths. 

Of the creatures of the ocean, there is no doubt that the Bowel Serpent is the most foul of them. A great worm that writhes through the depths, swallowing prey in a gaping toothless maw. Belching from their mouths are clouds of filth and rot, filling the waters with the taste and smell of death. Scavengers and hungry predators arrive to feed on this chum, only to be sucked into the waiting maw. Though their length is impressive and their reek terrible, Bowel Serpents are not apexes of these waters. Other leviathans see their boneless flesh as a fine meal, and seek to sink their teeth in. To ward off attackers, these serpents discharge large clouds of waste and putrid slime, blinding foes and choking their gills. This smokescreen gives time for the worm to slink away, or perhaps fight back with powerful crushing coils. At times, they flee to the surface, where their presence is known far and wide by the horrid odor they release. Spouts of noxious gas belch from their blowholes, driving away some animals while drawing in others who mistake it for a rotten carcass. For whaling ships, this wretched reek is the sign of a hunt, and they aim their ships straight for the source. Ivory harpoons and bony hooks are launched towards its soft flesh, hooking in and preventing escape. A long fight will go down, with the hopes that the many wounds will bring this leviathan down eventually. Yellowflame is kept away from these battles, in fear that it will ignite internal gases and cause the whole worm to explode, taking the entire crew with it. 

From these battles, a valuable haul of ambergris, oil, blubber and hide is won. Many parts of this rotting worm make for excellent fuel, a fine replacement of Yellow Bile when on long journeys at sea. Their skin is good for clothing and equipment, either repelling liquid or keeping it in where they want it. The meat, while plentiful, is one that will make any sailor or fisher groan. Its horrible smell and pungent taste is made only worse by the fact that it is very much edible. While most would prefer to use it as chum, it is an undesired product that few on land would purchase, thus ship captains use it as cheap food to feed the crew. Why waste the good meat that could be sold, when there are stores of useless flesh that could fill the crew's bellies? Needless to say, "worm stew" or "gut steaks" are despised by sea folk as a whole, but when the other option is starving, these meals are choked down with grumbles and swigs of potent ales. 

While Bowel Serpents are infamous for their terrible stench, land folk like to joke that these beasts are used for perfume aboard whaling ships. As they say, Bowel Serpent odor is noxious and overpowering, but it sure beats the smell that comes off the crew when they are at sea for months on end.           

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"Bowel Serpent"

Hey, it's not my fault that there are old drawings of sea serpents that look like intestines! What was I supposed to do? Ignore them? Impossible!

#sea serpent #serpent #intestine #monster #creature #sea monster #art #drawing #fall of ichor

[anasui-at-disneyland]

Despite liking a lot the bonding scene we got on the actual movie, the one on the early draft feels way more complete.

Besides showing them on the sea like in the actual movie, it´s not limited to just them swimming around but also doing some other things related to them being sea creatures (the blowhole scene was kinda fun).

There´s also the boardwalk scene, Ruby has spent her whole life on land up to that point and still it seems she never stepped in that part of town until she met Chelsea, and it´s just filled with them playing carnival games, eating lunch, taking pics and recording silly videos together. I think the draft version really took advantage of the word "TEENAGE" slapped in the name of the movie.

And what not, the earlier designs are great, the beanie and jacket really ties together Ruby´s look, and Chelsea´s pretty similar to her final design besides the hair (I prefer the long hair tho).

I´ve seen a lot of posts pointing out how these early versions of Ruby and Chelsea resemble a lot to Anne and Sasha from Amphibia, and they are right, you have the duo of a friend who´s a bit of a push over teamed up with the friend who´s somewhat irresponsible and still cares a lot for her friends.

I really hope more and more material from the early drafts of this movie surface in the following months, it gives me a lot of Zootopia vibes being both movies with a dark first draft that had to be toned down for the final version.

#ruby gillman teenage kraken #Ruby Gillman #Chelsea Van Der Zee #Dreamworks #Youtube

[notchai]

seawing headcanons

i love Seawings they are def my fav tribe so take some basic headcanons

Seawings are one of the bigger wof tribes, but they can range from any size some can be very small and others can be bigger than a whale (really rare) they are usually 14ft - 24ft

Seawings can have little tendrils around their snout, usually on males

Glowing tips on their ears and tendrils and those weird little things on their chin

long hooked talons

There are multiple types of seawings each adapted to a certain environment

Polar seawings: fluffy, they are bigger than usual seawing, less light up scales, whale tails, usually dark blues and purples

Open water Seawings: normal Seawing but way bigger, shark or whale tails, usually sea green or teal

Reef or Tropical Seawing: very small, very colorful, can change some of their scale colors, flowy and elegant tails, long snout like a seahorse

Deep water Seawings: whole body is bioluminescent and they have and anglerfish antenna, these ones are usually blind, usually white, black or a pale blue

River Seawings: smaller than saltwater Seawings, usually green, salmon or a murky teal, they can swim up waterfalls unlike the other seawings

Saltwater Seawings: they are just normal

Seawings can be any color

Seawings have teeth like sharks

They have a second clear eyelid

seawings use facial expressions, hand movements, clicks, and whistles like dolphins and whales as apart of aquatic

seawings have american and British accents, higher class seawings like coral or whirlpool have British accents, civilians like riptide, and webs have american accents

Seawings are usually very muscular because of all the swimming they do

Seawings can have blowholes (bro idk don't ask me)

Seawings keep pet dolphins and otters

Seawings have strong claws and teeth for opening oysters

Lower and Middle class Seawings use coral, fishing nets and seaweed as accessories

Seawings have boats

Seawings have the most palaces out of any tribe

#wof seawing #wings of fire #wof #seawing #wof fandom #wof headcanon #Seawing headcanons #headcanon

[alphynix]

Strange Symmetries #19: Wonky Whales

Toothed whales – the branch of cetaceans that includes modern dolphins, porpoises, beaked whales, and sperm whales – have surprisingly asymmetrical skulls, with some of the bones skewed to one side and just the left nostril forming their blowhole.

Some of the most obvious external manifestation of this lopsidedness can be seen in sperm whales, which have their blowhole at the front left side of their head, and in male narwhals, which usually have a single left-side tusk.

This sort of asymmetry first appeared in the skulls of early toothed whales around 30 million years ago. And since the highest amounts of wonkiness have gone on to develop in lineages that hunt in dark, cluttered, or murky waters, this suggests that the trait is somehow linked to the evolution of complex echolocation.

Some ancient members of the river dolphin lineage also had some additional unusual asymmetry, sometimes having slightly sideways-bending snouts.

Ensidelphis riveroi was one of the weirdest of these, living around the coasts of what is now Peru during the Miocene, about 19 million years ago. Around 3m long (~10'), it had a very long narrow toothy snout that curved distinctly off to the right along its length.

It's not clear what the function of this bend was, or even if the only known skull actually represents the normal condition for this species. But Ensidelphis' bendy snoot might have been used to probe around in muddy seafloor sediment or to extract prey from crevices, possibly like an underwater version of the modern wrybill.

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#science illustration #strange symmetries #paleontology #paleoart #palaeoblr #ensidelphis #platanistoidea #river dolphin #odontoceti #toothed whale #cetacean #whale #artiodactyla #ungulate #mammal #marine mammal #art #side-snouted dolphin #it's weird dolphin hours #fat torpedoes who scream to navigate

[mindblowingscience]

A study published in Diversity provides new insight into how toothed whales and dolphins came to navigate the underwater world using sound waves. Whales and dolphins, which lack external ears, rely on a technique called echolocation to navigate and hunt in the dark. Much like shouting and listening for echoes, these animals emit high-pitched sounds that bounce off objects and reflect back at them, allowing them to map out their surroundings. Their skulls and soft tissues near and within the blowhole are asymmetrical, meaning that a structure on one side is larger or differently shaped than its counterpart on the other side. This "lopsidedness" enables the production of sound. At the same time, a fat-filled lower jawbone conducts sound waves to the internal ear, allowing the animals to locate where sounds are coming from (directional hearing). Yet, how whales and dolphins evolved this sophisticated "built-in sonar" is not fully understood.

Continue Reading.

#Science #Paleontology #Fossils #Echolocation #Whales #Dolphins

[phantasyhalation]

#excluding PoFV and UDoALG not only due to a lack of Clear Choice but because twelve point limit #touhou #polls #music #latency.txt

[heliosthegriffin]

Shadow Knight, and Magic Girls XII

AO3 Link

Chapter 12

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'The choice is yours, was the Gods answer to the Hero.

The Hero-King thought on it, then made his decision.

He went to live inside the tower with his Moon.

With his kingdom following him.

They lived happily together.

Then the Hero-King died, ascending into the Heavens.

With his death, the Golden Age of Man had ended.

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Jaune put away the book, Melanie snapping her fingers to get his attention.

"Really, a children's book?" She asked dismissively.

"I like the pictures." Jaune asked coyly.

"Huh," She sighed. "Whatever, time to suit up, we've fully replaced your inventory and gear, hope you don't miss the old stuff."

Jaune frowned. He would, but he also wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth. "What did you do with the old stuff?"

"Burned it." She looked at him, searching his face. "We can't have your dna laying around. Plus, it was all a hairs breath away from falling apart, seriously, how did you even stay alive up to now?"

"Spite, mostly." Jaune answered. "And, a need to hit things really hard."

Melanie laughed. "Alright, then." She shook her head. "Lets get going."

Jaune followed her into a clean, sterile room with humming lights, he couldn't spot a speck of dirt if he tried. In the center of which, a steel table with a set of folded clothes, a helmet, a set of shoes, socks, and gloves. Next to it, a similar table, thick sturdy-looking vest, a set of straps and holsters, full of fun looking toys and gadgets, and then another table, full of weapons.

Walking over to the first table, he realized the sets of clothes came with a set of underclothes, he raised a eyebrow at Melanie.

"What?"

"Underwear, really?"

"You want to have kids?"

"If I live long enough, yeah."

"Then you're going to need to protect you're jewel's better, boy."

Jaune went quiet in acceptance. He stripped, feeling no real shame in the act, as he Melanie and the rest had already had seen everything he had to offer.

Putting on the underclothes first, it clung tightly to him like a second skin, stretching and contracting across him. They also felt warm, and comforting. They were also a dark grey, almost black color.

"Those are reinforce with Kevlar, it won't stop a bullet, not by itself, but it'll keep you from being shanked, and when layered beneath it the rest of the outfit, it'll keep you from having a new blowhole."

"Thanks." He had been grazed a couple of times past, but never taken a direct hit.

Moving onto the rest, Jaune realized he was looking at dark-blue suit and trousers. Picking them up, they were heavier than they looked.

Jaune peered at Melanie curiously.

She shrugged. "What? If you're going on the Xiong's Lien, you're going out in style. Anything it's more protective than what you had. This will stop a bullet, a low-caliber one, but it'll stop it. It might hurt like hell, but it won't go through you." Jaune put on the pants, they fit perfectly, like he had worn them a thousand times before. Was this power of a personally made clothes? Or was it just money?

"The top half has Kinetic force-reactive Earth Dust built into it, so when you get hit hard enough, it'll form plates that'll break instead of you, not that'll save you from being hit by a bus, or a building falling on you." Melanie continued. "But, to the common thug? You might as well be a walking tank. It's also reinforced like the underwear, stab-resistant, slashing-resistant, and padded to absorb blunt force. Not that I recommend you testing that."

"Noted, and approved." Jaune felt heavier, but not uncomfortably so, the weight was well distributed across him. It was actually, quite comfortable. It was like he wasn't hindered at all by it. He did some quick movements, a couple punches and rotated his torso, as though dodging unseen hits, it didn't restrict him in the slightest, or slow him down. "It feels great."

"I would hope so, It was 4000 Lien, and that was just the over clothes." Jaune stumbled, balancing on one foot so he wouldn't crash into the floor. His neck grinded against his head as he looked toward Melanie. "4000?" She nodded. "Yup, and remember this is just one suit, we're having multiple ones made, which since it's bulk order, they threw in a slight discount, but it still is around 37.5K Lien total, and adding in everything else, you're looking at," She pulled up her scroll, and projected a screen. "89.5K."

Jaune stared at the number with horror. "How?"

"Well, it's custom made, so the maker can charge practically whatever they want." She shrugged, holding up her hands helplessly. "And, quality doesn't come cheap, we're not the military, so we don't just take the lowest bidder, either. Anyway, it's actually not that bad, that's also including your weapons, gear, and everything else. But, you can't expect to go into battle cheaply, do you? You're a Xiong asset, and will be treated as such, you just so happen to be one that talks back sometimes."

Jaune said nothing, it was sinking again how far into this he was again. It was one thing to just a see a big number, and know in theory one was responsible for paying it back, but actually seeing the items that were worth that much money, well it was staggering.

"Hey, don't look so glum," Melanie said, trying to cheer him up. "At least we won't be taking your organs if you don't pay interest, as long as you risk your life every night for us." She said cheerfully.

Jaune chuckled. "Well, that helps, I guess." He moved over to a pair of boots. "How many kidneys would I need to sell for one of these?"

"None, just several days of hard labor."

"Oh."

"Anyway, they're just extra-durable otherwise, and made to fit into the outfit without sacrificing practicality. They're also slip-resistant, water-resistant, and noise-suppressant."

Jaune put on his gloves, looking at them for any secrets. "They're just reinforced, but I suppose, they look more like gauntlets than gloves. They're well padded, though and have plates on the back. So, feel free to go catching knives, and back-handing brick-walls, if you feel like it. Should be safe-enough."

The helmet was no long an old bike helmet he had found. They had given the bastard-love child of a tactical helmet and a knights great helm. It was also a dark navy somehow fitting with the rest of the outfit.

He'd give the Xiong's this they didn't half-ass it when it came to design, if they were going asskicking they're doing it in style. Jaune included too, now.

He put it on, and like the rest, it was made for him.

'Testing.' Miltiades voice spoke from inside, and Jaune jumped back in surprise. 'Ha, got you! I was waiting all day for that' Jaune looked around for her. 'Try speaking back to me.'

"Alright," And Jaune noticed his voice was distorted like it was coming down a hallway, and slightly deeper. 'Neat, right?' Milita said. 'Anyway, since you can't be taking your scroll out with you, we put a com system in, along with so other goodies. Like night-vision, light-protection, hearing-protection, and even, some emergency air-dust! You're all set, buddy.'

"Thanks." Jaune answered, but internally thankful, he wasn't hearing voices.

Going to the next table, he looked at a tactical-vest, then asked Melanie show him how to put it on. She didn't know either, so they just looked up some Atlasian Soldier show them how.

"Alright, we got that figured out. Inside the pockets are flash-bangs, tear-gas, basic-first aid, rope, extra magazines for the guns, knives, a stun-baton, water flask, flares, and some pain-killers. That's all we could think of at the moment, if you need anything else, just ask."

"If I can, I'm having trouble just remember what you already said."

"Then we're probably good for now."

Then they moved over to the last table. Jaune smiled under his helmet.

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Red held out a bundle to Black. "It's done, my dark mistress."

Black nodded, accepting it and sliding it into a shadow space. "Acceptable. Consider you're debt paid."

"Yes!" Red cheered.

"Though,-" A scythe tickled Black's neck. "Red?" She asked nervously.

"Oh, don't mind me, continue you on." She smiled like a saint.

Black sweated, and slowly pushed the scythe away. "I'll get to deleting those video's now."

Red continued to smile. "Good."

The two then took off in streaks of light across the city, over towards the dock, where the other three were waiting.

"So, what's the lead?" Yellow asked the group.

"There has been a murder here!" Red proclaimed, gesturing to the dark waters lapping at the boats and docks.

"There's always a murder, somewhere." White sighed. "Why are we wasting our time here, instead of letting the cops handle this?"

"At cost of agreeing with her, yes, this a pretty charged place to begin with." Black added, but added a snide look toward White. "Not that the cops are going to be of help here, they're probably to busy being paid not to come here."

White looked agrieve and glared at Black, opening her mouth, only to be cut off by Crimison.

"I've done my own research, and the murders go back farther than that, the Grimm have been here longer than any of us, or our predecessors. Brutal killings happen here, there is a pattern going back at least sixty years here, of dock-workers being torn apart by some monstrous creature, with legends and storys going back centuries of something lurking around the waters here. Now, given what we know about Grimm..."

Yellows eyes lit up. "Then we got a very old, very strong Grimm hanging around the waters here." Her hair lit up in antipation. "This is going to be awesome, I've been getting bored fighting all these pests around here!"

"I wouldn't get too excited." Black added. "If it's a Class-D6 minimum, maybe even up to a multi C-Class, then to get that old, it probably knows better than to reveal itself around us, the older a Grimm gets the more sensitive it becomes to Aura. So, if we're all up here throwing out several magnitudes over the normal amount of Aura, it's probably already gone into hiding."

Yellow deflated, hair extinguishing. "Oh. That's no fun."

"Which is way, we're going to be observing in shifts over here, until we can determine if it's still even in the area." Red added.

Yellow frowned. "Can't we just blow up the area till it comes out?"

All of them looked at her like she was an idiot.

"No."

"Bad idea, Yellow."

"Lady Purple was most displeased last time."

"With all due respect, no."

Yellow sulked. "You girls are no fun." Then flew off searching for cobblerable enemies.

White sighed. "Someone make sure to go get her for her turn, anyway whose going first?"

Red held up her hand. "Me."

"Alright, then I'll follow after her." White added.

"I'll take over after you," Crimson said.

"Alright, then me, then Yellow." Black nodded.

"Lets do this!" Red cheered.

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Downtown Vale was not a quiet place in general, it was busy full of foot traffic, and a had a healthy night-life. Couples met up with friends for drinks late into the night, clubs offered meetup spots late into the early morning, and hotels were one could book by the hour were open 24hrs.

That did not mean tragedy did not happen.

In a secluded alleyway, a man took his last breaths in utter agony. He could not move his hands, his feet, or even roll his eyes. His stomach was torn open, and he was pinned to the ground by a great black beast. He was in the process of being torn apart alive.

It ripped great big chunks out of him with a twist of it's neck, and sent viscera flying across the alley. It stomped it's legs and flattened whatever it hit into a gruesome, unspeakable paste. Bones broke, organs pulped, and a man slowly died.

This was no animal, that could clearly be ruled out, what did this, did it with a evil mind and utter hatred that motivated it's entire reason to exist, a soulless abomination in search of destroying all with a Soul.

A man watched in horror inside a dumpster, cowering in utter fear and disgust.

River Song had been having a rough couple weeks, job was a mess due to lack of people, he hadn't had a good night sleep in weeks, and he had been feeling himself losing his life into a spiral of depression.

So, when he got a sudden call from some of his old friends coming into town, he had been ecstatic, agreeing to meet them tonight. It had been years since he seen some, and months for others, so he made sure to look his best before going out.

When River met them it was the best night he had in years, he felt his energy come back, and it was like they had never been separated from each other for more than a second with how in tune they were.

It was late at night, when they had stumbled out of a bar, and decided to call it a night, with River offering his friend Garth a shoulder to lean on as he escorted his friend to his hotel.

They had opted to take the back-alleys, as while it had some dangers, River and Garth were full of a drunken sort of confidence that told them it was good idea.

Garth had needed to take a piss, and River kept a watch to make sure no one came up behind them.

River wished it had been a man with a gun, or a knife, piece of wood, whatever it a man could wield. It would have been better than the thing that crawled out of the night.

He hadn't been able to see it at first, only hear it, the sound of something massive moving around behind him. He had disregard it figuring it was a stray dog, or maybe a large raccoon.

When a pair of shining red eyes looked at him from the other end of the street, he felt a primal chill grip his heart.

It made no sign of it noticing them like a wild animal would, no snorts of aggression, no growls, no pawing at the earth, no shaking its head. It just charged at them, moving at a automotive speeds that could only be seen to believe.

River grabbed his friend by the shoulders, and they took off running blindly in a panic.

It was a futile effort, as they ended up cornered, Garth tripped and was trampled by the creature, and River ended up tossed into a dumpster when he was clipped by it mid-sprint. He couldn't move his leg, he didn't know if it was out of fear, or if he actually broke something.

He had heard of fight, or flight before, he hadn't known till now of a horrifying third option.

Freezing. He knew he couldn't fight, and he could not flee, so all he was left with was seat in the observation theater to his long-time friends mutilation.

Forced to watch the beast as it tore him apart.

It's black skin practically melded into the shadows around, with only thick white plates giving any evidence it was more than just a mass of monstrous shadows.

It was massive, so big, that it made him wonder how it got into Vale with no one the wiser. It was on all fours, looking vaguely like a giant pig, with large tusks. It was low to the ground, but as wide as two men put together, and so heavy, he laughed at the idea of moving it without a machine.

Crack.

River felt his heart freeze, as he saw the thing bring it's hoof down on his friends head, done with him.

It turned towards him, and charged.

The entire dumpster shook and flew backwards into the wall, and River scrambled back, as steel dented inward, and two wickedly sharp tusk were inches away from him.

For a moment, Rivers hoped, that the monster was stuck, that this was his chance to run.

The tusks jerked back and forth, tearing apart steel like it was wet cardboard, opening up the dumpster to the alleyway, spilling trash out into the alley.

Rivers then got a good look at it's bone-plated face, and hateful red eyes, and had a moment to realize he was about to die.

Yet, he still could not move, utterly taken by the horror he struck with.

Looking at his friends mangled body, time-slowed down for him, and he got a good look at every horrible inch of it. He felt a great and terrible sense of responsibility, that he was at fault for this.

He absorbing the sight and burning it into himself.

The boar-thing launched itself at him.

Bang.

The sound stretched to infinity to Rivers, it was horribly loud sound, one that rattled his teeth, and made his frozen heart jump in place, it was sound he didn't ever want to hear, yet at that moment, it was more beautiful than a heavenly song.

He got a front row-seat to watching as the boar-things mask jerked to the side, pieces flew off in slow-motion in great shards and thin slivers. Crack lines grew slowly from the point it was hit, like watching weathering happen in real-time. From underneath the mask, Rivers could see nothing but dark-red mass, shifting around, but no blood was spelt.

Bang.

Another sound rang out, the mask exploding off it's head, in a great white spray of bone-like fragments, shaving off the front of it's head, removing it's horrible red eyes from looking at Rivers.

He felt his heart start to be normally, and he scrambled as far back as could, time started moving normally. The urge to live hitting back in full force, guilt suppressed for the moment, as adrenaline hit him like a sledgehammer.

Getting up, he looked about for a exit to his current crisis. But, realized in they're blind panic earlier, they had cornered themselves in a deadend.

And, he was stuck with the monster.

Rivers was not alone though.

As what could only be described as a Knight cloaked in shadows emerged from the alleyway with a calm stride, pumping a sleek-black shotgun, before firing with pin-point accuracy at the ruined mess of the boar's face.

Rivers watched in awe at the Knight's focus. They're wasn't the least bit of fear in him, was there? A sense of child-like wonder hit him, as he saw what could only be a story-book hero kill the monster in the dark.

It's head was hanging on by a thread at his point, having taken 3 hits from that shotgun. But, it was still very much alive, as it turned on a dime, with far too much grace for a creature it's size, charging the Knight with deadly force.

The knight merely slung the beast of a gun around his shoulder, and reached to his side, taking out a black-shield, and a large ax, then charge slipped to the side, as the boar almost hit him.

But, just as it pasted, he made a single downward swing with that ax that looked like it belonged inside a museum, and River's saw it's head separate from it's body, which carried on charging for a dozen yards before it realized it was dead, sliding to the ground.

Rivers was stunned.

The Knight wasn't, putting away the ax, and looked at him. "Are you ok?" His voice was deep and distorted, but it couldn't have sounded more friendly, if he was trying to offer him a beer.

Rivers realized he was crying, and feel to his knees, gesturing at what remained of his friend.

"Oh." If it was possibly, the Knight managed to fit a entire speeches worth of disappointment and sadness into a single word. "I'm sorry I wasn't quicker."

Rivers couldn't answer, he was choking on his own breath. Split between being happy to be alive, and disgusted at himself for living where his friend couldn't.

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'So, the Silver Age began,

Led by a Lonely Woman, who sought to bring her husband back from the dead.

She left her town for the first time, searching far and wide for the magic to do so.

Eventually, she made her way to the spirit world, and found her husband.

He glowed with a majesty like the sun, and she wept, as he refused to come back

The Moon was enraged by this, but The Former King refused to yield, explaining his time was done.

His Wife could not comprehend it, and swore to bring him back, no matter the cost, and they would live forever.

The Man like the Sun swore to forever resist her attempts, less they bring the Wrath of Gods.

So, the Woman decided to become like the Moon, practicing her magic, she rose far above all others. Making the King's once great, but humble kingdom into a might kingdom.

Wielding dark magic, commanding great and terrible beast that were made of darkness and destruction, and made seven great generals to fight on her behalf.

Each one wielding a horrible bone mask.'

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Author's Note: If the cost for Jaune's equipment seems low, I'm using my head-canon that Lien has more buying power than the dollar, sense it's a univerally back currency on Remnant, that's accepted everywhere. So, it's worth is probably several times that of dollar, or even a euro.

How many times? Eh, lets go with a conservative estimate of 4 times the dollar, since they're 4 kingdoms. So, Jaune's actual cost is around 356K Dollars.

Anyway, I'm also using a ranking system for Grimm. It's not perfect, but it's not meant to be, it's just a general danger level related to age categories.

Going as

Class-Y0 for Yearling, all Grimm under or around a year old, with each number up, representing a year older, unto -

Class-D for Decades.

Then, Class-C, for century.

Then Class - M, for Millennium, at which point they're known as Super-Heavy Grimm.

Anything older is Class-A, for Ancient. As in Grimm known to be around since as far as recorded history, possible beyond it. Such as Krakens, Drakes, and Leviathans, and so on.

Then, lastly, for the end, we have Unknown - Class Grimm, ones that can't be measured as any age, due to power, or simply having a form that's hard to tell. These are the most dangerous simpply due to a lack of knowledge.

Thoughts? Idea? Let me know!

#jaune arc #fanfic

[touhoutunes]

Title: 陳腐ストーリー (Cliche Story)

Arrangement: コンプ

Vocals: ランコ

Album: アビス

Circle: 豚乙女

Original: Awakening of the Earth Spirits, The Dark Blowhole

#touhou #awakening of the earth spirits #yamame kurodani #the dark blowhole #kisume #豚乙女 #subterranean animism #アビス #ランコ #コンプ

[cagneyblooms]

Alrighty. More tpom ocs! This time we gotta villain >:3

(HUGE shout-out to @art-tea-chill for helping me come up with alot of cephlalas character, from design to even her name! I don't think I would've been able to come up with nearly as much of a character if it wasn't for her, so ty!)

Cephalala:

-Species: Sharpear Enope Squid

- A Primadonna, She's popular with the little girls who come to the central park zoo due to her beauty, but this doesn't satisfy her enough. She has everything but one thing, a talented singing voice, something Peniru has, and something that Cephalala has extreme envy and hatred for.

- Luckily for Cephalala, Dr. Blowhole created an invention for Cephalala which would suck out all the singing talent from Penirus voice using the seashell attached to the middle of her cape. it activates when she clicks the button, and that's able to instantly suck away all of her vocal cords, almost like magic.

- She tries to keep her facial expresses as stilted as possible so she doesn't "Get wrinkles and become ugly and old as quick as light", but she can't control her facial expressions when she's REALLY angry.

- Engaged to Dave

- She lives in a cavern similar to Ursulas cave, where she brews ideas and potions in her cauldron before dave has to revise them for her because of hers plans many flaws

- She can cloak into dark places with her cape, making it easier for her to spy on the penguins and Peniru

- Gets unbelievably upset when Skipper misspells her name

- Her least favorite member of the team is private, she's tried many times to kidnap him.

- Dave built her a tool that would allow her to disguise herself as a human like he does, so she can use Penirus stolen talent to become a Superstar singer to the unsuspecting humans on land, as another way to become the center of everyones attention, essentially becoming a fake-celebrity

- She will absolutely scream in horror if anything that she considers "Not Glamorous" gets onto her "Marvelous, Flawless Self",

- Her eyes and cape glow in the dark

- Voice Actor: Christa Miller (Basically, just listen to cleos voice from season 1 of clone high.)

- (Stolen) Singing Voice: LeAnn Rimes

Jathino:

- Jathino is a violet sea snail who acts as Dave and Cephalalas honestly just tired and exhausted Meowth, he was stolen from his natural habitat by Cephalala and kept for his, in her own words, "Natural Beauty". Jathino tries to give his advice and opinion on things that Cephalala does, but is usually cut off by Dave. He's usually dragged into the duos schemes, and while occasionally it's fun for him, sometimes he wishes he could just live with the penguins instead of having to deal with their antics, he's fond of daydreaming and occasionally daydreams about being a penguin on their team, it's basically his wish at this point, but as far as he's concerned he's stuck with cephalala and dave forever

Voice Actor: Joseph Pelling

#tpom oc #tpom #the penguins of madagascar oc #penguins of Madagascar oc #the penguins of madagascar #if you're wondering yes she's based off velvet from trolls 3 and ursula

[inatungulates]

Atlantic spotted dolphin "Stenella" frontalis

Observed by jpdandretta, CC BY

Features for recognizing the bridled dolphins, pt. 1: Atlantic spotted dolphin

The five mid-size dolphin species traditionally grouped together in the paraphyletic genus Stenella - the "bridled" or "side-striped" dolphins - may not have the striking coloration of some dolphins (i.e., common dolphins, Atlantic white-sided dolphins) or the extremely bold high-contrast patterning of others (i.e., southern right whale dolphins, Commerson's dolphins, killer whales), but these species still exhibit intricate patterns with several subtleties that, along with general body form, allow the fairly-similar species to be told apart.

Despite the name, Atlantic spotted dolphins are only sparsely spotted for much of their life, and complete coverage of a dense spot pattern develops only in the oldest individuals. Unspotted or lightly-spotted juveniles and young adults are probably the most "generic"-looking of the bridled dolphins, more easy to confuse with common bottlenose dolphins Tursiops truncatus than with any of their traditional congeners. Still, there are useful field marks to look for:

The most obvious, to my eye, is the intruding blaze from the paler thoracic patch (lighter area on the side of the face and ribcage) into the darker dorsal cape, running up toward the dorsal fin. Note that in this individual, the spotting is more heavily-developed along the thoracic patch and continues along the blaze, but the cape remains virtually unspotted.

The paler color of the underside often runs quite high up the sides of these dolphins, and can be quite strongly demarcated, rather than gradual. Note that in this individual, the transition from the medium-grey of the sides to the white of the lower body is crisp, and marked by a concentration of spots.

Note that the spots in the paler areas (lower body, face) are large, black, and more widely-spaced, while the spots in the darker areas (sides, back) are smaller, pale grey or whitish, and more concentrated. Older animals are completely dark with a dense covering of pale spots.

There is a fairly strong development of the mask (dark area immediately around the eye) and the typical delphinid bridle (thin stripes running from the eye over the rostrum, and from the rostrum to the blowhole).

Useful features of body form for ID:

The rostrum (beak) is of moderate length. It is a bit shorter and stubbier than in most of the other bridled dolphins, but it is notably longer and more thin than a common bottlenose dolphin.

The pectoral flippers and especially the dorsal fin are proportionally large. The relative size of the dorsal fin is, again, a useful trait for distinguishing from bottlenose dolphins.

#Stenella frontalis #Atlantic spotted dolphin #Cetacea #Delphinidae #cetacean #dolphin #South America #Brazil #São Paulo #Atlantic Ocean #keep reading

[duckapus]

The Syndicate: MRU Edition

I said the Nicktoons games are canon to the MRU version of Fairly Oddparents and I meant it. And, given that Timmy now has powerful new allies and an entirely new type of multiverse lies before them, Crocker proposes to the rest of the Syndicate that they recruit some villains from these new worlds, as well as bring some villains from their own universes and the Nickverse into the fold.

The O.G.s

Professor Finbarr Calamitous

Vlad Masters/Plasmius

Denzel Q. Crocker

Sheldon Plankton

Karen Plankton

Beautiful Gorgeous

Tlaloc the Shaman

Nicolai Technus

Dib Membrane

Nicktoons Villains

Jimmy Neutron

King Goobot (+ Yolkians in general)

The Junkman

Eustace Strych

Grandma Taters

Baby Eddy Neutron

Dorkus Aurelius (I know he's from Planet Sheen it's in the same universe leave me alone)

Fairly Oddparents

Dark Laser

Foop (+Anti-Cosmo and Anti-Wanda when they find out)

Vicky (sort of)

The Nega Chin

Danny Phantom (note: all of these are on a scheme-by-scheme Basis, as Vlad and Technus are not on good enough terms with other ghosts to do long-term team-ups)

Skulker the Hunter

Ember McLain

Johny 13, Kitty, & Shadow

Warden Walker

Desiree

Penelope Spectra & Bertrand

Fright Knight

Spongebob Squarepants

Probably a few of Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy's many, many archenemies.

Other Nick Shows

Queen Vexus (+Cluster Loyalists) (My Life as a Teenage Robot)

Kilgore (MLaaTR)

...there should probably be some El Tigre villains on here but honestly I don't know enough about the show to know who would work with these guys

Doctor Blowhole (Penguins of Madagascar)

Hypno-Potamus & Warren Stone (Rise of the TMNT)

Skrawl (ChalkZone)

Verminious Snaptrap (+D.O.O.M.) (T.U.F.F. Puppy)

Swiper (Dora the Explorer) (This is a meme-fueled multiverse he totally counts)

Tak and Zim don't get any new villains because Tak doesn't have any other villains worth a damn and all of Zim's enemies are either also Dib's enemies or have never met him but probably would be his enemies if they did.

MRU Multiverse

Master Kohga The local version, not the one that's currently Director K.

Ganon The version from the 80's cartoon, since he's both Not Currently Dead and has the right personality to work with these weirdos.

Vaati

Chancellor Cole That one leprechaun-looking dude from Spirit Tracks.

Tingle We don't know why he's here. He shouldn't be here. We don't want him here. Here he is anyway.

Lady Maud From Triforce Heroes.

Professor Incisor The mad scientist who created the Hamtors in an attempt to make his own personal army to take over the world with. Instead, Doc led an uprising, and the two are now rivals in World Domination.

Queen Lokoko Of course she'd be here.

...Janitor of Heart doesn't have any reoccurring villains yet apart from The Stain, and that's really more of a corruptive mystical force than an actual sentient being. The Syndicate could probably acquire a sample and study it to see if they can harness its power but that's about it.

#smg4 ocs #meme regulation units #nicktoons unite #the syndicate #jimmy neutron #fairly oddparents #danny phantom #spongebob squarepants #my life as a teenage robot #penguins of madagascar #rottmnt #chalkzone #tuff puppy #dora the explorer #tak and the power of juju #invader zim #the legend of zelda #professor incisor #queen lokoko #worldbuilding #honestly everything above swiper would work as an expansion to the syndicate outside of smg4 stuff

[predict485]

what is your parsee headcanon? :3

I headcanon that Parsee used to be a Persian human girl who travelled to Japan with some merchants a while back and she used to be a very nice person, but was horribly jealous of another girl travelling with the merchants who had green eyes. They were really pretty and Parsee didn't have them, so she just got super jealous and killed her via the straw doll hammer ritual in the cave entrance to the Dark Blowhole. The village found out and was driven down the cave and became a hashihime. So she finally did get green eyes, but at what cost...

Outside of the backstory, I reckon Parsee is still very angry and bitter, but she's very gradually cooling down and getting more used to the antics of the folks in Old Hell city. She's getting better, like the youkai in Former Hell are actually good friends for her. She has to make things up to be jealous about her actual peers because nobody is usually going to be jealous of Yamame.

Yeah but I think Parsee's neat. One of the first characters I found out about, can't go wrong with that.

#asks #ask3w #touhou #parsee mizuhashi #th #i think these ask responses are actually going to end up being lore i made up and some headcanons. #but both are going to end up being in here

[holidayvisa]

22 February 2024 - I woke up at 6:30 am in the back of the AWOL van, parked in from of my house in Henderson. I woke up to the sound of Jimmy turning his car on. I looked up and saw the house was open, and I went in and went straight to bed. I slept until around 9:30 am. I had a lazy day. I chatted with Judah for a while and played some age of empires with him. That was a blast! He told about his days with Mason. He'd had one day where he and Mason went to pickleball together, and Judah was just helping out. Judah also had a day where he and Mason volunteered together at a volunteer community garden, weeding and gardening. I was so excited to hear Judah's stories!

I drove the motorbike to the liquor store and bought two bottles of champagne to bring over to Elise's. Elise flew back to Auckland today from Wellington, where she had competed in the women's nationals spearfishing competition. Elise got the results from the New Zealand women's nationals spearfishing competition - she got third place!!! 🥳🥳🥳 The competition was the day before, but results only just came out today. So, I made sure to get some champagne so we could celebrate! I drove to Piha, and Elise wanted to go on a sunset hike to a place she called "the gap." We drove to Piha Beach south, where I'd never been before; every time I'd been to Piha Beach, I'd gone to Piha Beach North. We walked from the car to the gap, which is this really cool cave that goes through the rock from the shore out to the ocean. It looked like some fantasy landscape out of a movie! We kept walking south along the beach and passed the blowhole. We couldn't see the waves crashing at the blowhole, because the waves were hitting the opposite side of the rock, but we could see the huge spray of water when the waves would hit and shoot up through the blowhole! We hiked up from there up to a really cool viewpoint; we had the place to ourselves, and it felt like the entire Piha beach and sunset was ours. We hung out up there and had a little picnic celebration. I popped open a bottle of champagne, and we poured it into some fancy wine glasses. We sipped on our champagne and talked about the spearfishing competition, family, friends, and other stories. We laughed and talked for a long time as we watched golden hour turn into sunset.

After the sunset, we decided to pack up and head down from our viewpoint in the twilight before it got too dark. We got down to the beach and walked along the beach with a dark night sky overhead before heading back to the car. We drove to Elise's and put on some Brooklyn 99 before heading to bed.

I'm grateful for Judah. I'm grateful for good chats with Judah, and I'm grateful to hear his stories and catch up with him. I'm grateful for Elise. I'm grateful for sunset hikes and stunning views at Piha Beach.