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majingojira · 9 months

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The Logistics of Predation and Creationism

Creationism is a bur, with a lot of arguments against it, but one I favor doesn't come up much. The Logistics of Predation.

What I mean is, predators are naturally competitive with each other, as are any animals that share food sources. So, the role of 'top predator' can be in dispute.

Creationism's "All Prehistoric Animals lived at the same time" approach to biology underlines their failure to understand just how diverse and varied prehistoric animals truly were.

Illustrating that by just listing the large mainland land predators of North America down to the subfamily/family is... something that amuses me, because it just keeps getting bigger than you expect it!

Allow me:

First, we need to start with the current predators of North America:

There are Wolves and Coyotes (Genus Canis); Black, Brown, and Polar bears (Ursus), Mountain Lions (Puma), the occasional Jaguar (Panthera), the American Alligator (Alligator), and American Crocodile (Crocodylus). The smaller of these animals is 53kg on average, so we'll use that as our 'cutoff' point.

Now, Creationists have this concept called "Kinds" which they equate to the Linean concept of Family. This doesn't mean much here, as each Genus listed here is also the sole genus over 53kg in North America for that family.

Following the Geologic Column, the first step down adds the following apex predators:

Within the existing families, we get Cats (Saber-Toothed Cats, the American Cheetah, the American Lion), Dogs (Dire Wolves), and Bears (Short Faced Bears), so I won't "Count" them for this list, but they are worth a mention at least. The first new "Kind" is...

Cave Hyenas - Yeah, Hyenas made it to the Americas, but only via the polls. The animal was a subspecies of the spotted hyena, known as Crocuta crocuta spelaea. The species was found in Alaska and Northern Canada, but no further south than that.

Inside the existing families, we have: the Bone Crushing Dogs/Wargs of the Borophaginae sub-family; and the Dog-Bears of the Hemicyonidae subfamily of Bears.

The Terror Birds - Mostly known in South America from the genus Titanis, standing 2-2.5 meters (6 and 1/2 to 8ft) tall and 200kgs (440lbs) in weight, is found from Texas to Florida, and into Central America from there. It was a beast to be reckoned with that can and would peck you to death with its pickax beak and gut you with a kick -- and yes, it had a raptorial claw like a Dromaeosaur of old to make their kick that much deadlier. It could run as fast as an ostrich and its beak could crack bones.

The next "Kind" we get appears in what is known as the Cat Gap, where there were no cats in the geologic column. Instead, we had other things:

For new families, there are:

Megalictis - A ferret as heavy as a jaguar. This is the first truly large mustelid that we have in North America. Proportionally, it's like an upscaled Wolverine (this thing was almost than twice as heavy as even the heaviest Wolverine).

Amphicyonidae - The Bear-Dogs, not to be confused with the Dog-Bears. They had the long snout and tail of a dog but with heavy bodies and flat feet of a bear. There are three sub-families within North America and a LOT of species for each genus in the fossil record.

Entelodontidae - Pig-Like Omnivorous giants with the attitude of hippos. Oh, and the biggest, Daedon, was as tall as a man at the shoulder with a 3ft long skull with a bone-crushing bite. Sometimes they are called the "Terminator Pig." Though technically, they were more closely related to hippos than true pigs. So, an omnivorous land-hippo that's 6ft tall at the shoulder. Let that simmer for a bit.

Hyaenodontidae - Creodont predators unrelated to hyenas, built with heavy heads full of massive blade-like teeth. Pretty dumb all things considered, but brute force incarnate.

Barbourofelis - Despite appearances, they are not Saber-Toothed Cats. They are feliforms, but they are not felines and not part of the same line as Smilodon and its relatives. They were bulkier, dumber, and had different ear designs. But straight up? It's hard to tell them apart as a layman but is notable for having 'sheaths' for their saber teeth.

Nimravidae - Another group of "False" Saber-Toothed Cats. Shorter legs, a different inner-ear configuration is another case where it's hard to tell just from the skeleton that it's not quite a cat by a layman. The ones to count as 'top' predators in North America is limited to Hoplophoneus, Pogonodon, and Dinictis (which is just within if we round up).

Oxyaenidae - A smaller group of Creodonts, but still producing a few large predators such as the Patriofelis (90kg) and Palaeonictis (30kg). They were sort-of cat-like in appearnace (particularly Patriofelis) but were nowhere near as intelligent and more head-heavy.

Mesonychidae - Hooved Wolf/bear-like predators. The largest of these, Ankalagon, was the size of a grizzly. Other Genus include Pachyena, Mesonyx, and Harpagolestes.

Borealosuchus - A Not-Crocodile Crocodilian. Despite claims of being 'living fossils', crocodilians were an extremely diverse clade in the past. This is a link of sorts between that odd past and their present. The largest species of this could get as big as a Saltwater Crocodile.

Boverisuchus - A land-living/hunting crocodilian. It would have looked like a crocodile but with longer, straighter legs. These animals galloped like horses, even having hooves on in place of claws on their limbs. This animal could stand up on its hind legs as well. It would have been more active and dangerous than a similarly sized alligator. With slashing teeth, its bite would wound prey heavily with one bite. Its tail was also rounded and heavily armored, making it a potent defensive weapon.

From here on out, we get to the Dinosaurs.

Troodontidae - The "Brainy" dinosaurs, despite mostly being small, could get quite large. Some teeth and other remains indicate specimens between 64 and 195kg. The largest of these, the Alaskan Troodon, may be a case of polar gigantism and Island gigantism.

Tyrannosauridae - This large family of very large carnivorous dinosaurs has been split into several sub-families. North American ones include Albertosaurinae (Albertosaurus, Gorgosaurus), Daspletosaurini (Thanatotheristies, Daspletosaurus), and Tyrannosaurini (Tyrannosaurus). Outside those three are Nanuqsaurus, Teratophoneus, and Lythronax.

Tyrannosauroidea - A bit more primitive than Tyrannosuaridae, many being the ancestors of the big famous ones above. These include Dryptosaurus from New Jersey, Appalachisaurus from Alabama, and the smaller Stokesosaurus from the Jurassic period of Utah.

Carcharodontosauridae - A family of large carnivorous dinosaurs designed for ripping flesh from large targets. As big as the biggest Tyrannosaurs. This includes animals like Siats and Arcocanthosaurus.

Eudromaeosauridae - "Raptors". These ranged from coyote-sized to bear-sized. In North America, this included mostly the Dromaeosaurinae. Featuring: Yurgovuchia, Deinonychus, Utahraptor, and Dakotaraptor (unless that's an Unenlagia relative).

Azhdarchidae - A terror of the skies, Quetzalcoatlus and its relatives form a family of gigantic, giraffe-sized pterosaurs which behaved like storks. This means that they would be gobbling down things as big as people. It's 30ft+ wingspan would darken the skies and terrorize the land.

Deinosuchus - This early Alligatorid (not a true member of the family) grew to the size of Tyrannosaurs and lived mostly in saltwater/brackish conditions.

Allosauridae - The Allosaurs and its relatives. Large open-living predators of sauropods. This includes the famous Allosaurus and the gigantic Saurophaganax. It seemed to have favored the planes compared to other therapods found nearby.

Megalosauridae - Including the giant Torvosaurus. Another large carnivorous dinosaur. One of the first to be over 3 tons. More of a forest dweller, it was among the last of its kind.

Ceratosaurus - Another predatory dinosaur with a large horn on its nose. Seems to have favored wetter, forested environments.

Dilophosaurus - Notable for its distinct crest and was actually powerfully built and strong, rather than the small spitter-of-venom seen in the movies. Its crests were even more pronounced and bizarre, too.

Coelophysoidea - Slender, usually coyote-sized dinosaurs, some of them, like the wonderfully named Gojirasaurus could get quite large, over 100kgs. And, c'mon, it's Gojirasaurus! Named in honor of Godzilla! We have to include it.

And that's it for dinosaurs.

Postosuchus - An early attempt to make something like a carnivorous dinosaur, but from a more crocodilian base. Heavy head, powerful hind legs, but not quite the same thing. Scalier, bulkier, dumber, less agile. Still, something to be feared.

Ctenosauriscidae - Another "Croc Trying the Dinosaur Thing" Family that didn't survive the Triassic. These animals had large sails on their backs like Dimetrodon. Arizonasaurus is the only genus known from North America.

Poposauridae - Really good "Dinosaur" mimicking Crocodilian-line archosaurs. Some were mistaken as dinosaurs at first, but we figured the differences out with more fossils. The best-studied of these is Poposaurus, which looked like a stereotypical carnivorous dinosaur, but with more fingers, more scales, and different ankles/hips.

Phytosauridae - Fake Crocodiles. They are archosaurs, but not Crocodiles in any other sense other than the niche they fill. The key difference is the placement of the nostrils. Some of these could get HUGE too. Brachysuchus, Centemodon, Leptosuchus, Machaeroprosopus, Pravusuchus, Protome, Redondasaurus, Rutiodon, Smilosuchus, Smilosuchus, Wannia, and Angistorhinus are known genera.

Temnospondyli - A large group of amphibians, technically a sub-class, but to the layman, these are all "Crocomanders" - amphibians filling in the crocodile-niche. On average, they were crocodile-sized and shaped. Only a few bucked that trend, such as Eryops, whose squat body made it very frog-like in appearance. These included multiple families of large predatory amphibians: Tupilakosauridae, Eryopidae, Metoposauridae, and Brachyopidae. Tupilakosaurs were like big mudpuppies or modern giant salamanders. Eryipids were more rounded, like frogs with tails, only as long as a man. Their jaws were more alligator-like, but with extra teeth in the roof of their mouth for added damage. Metoposaurs were among the most commonly found in certain environments, with flat, rounded, triangular heads and salamander-y bodies. Brachyoopids had shorter, boxier heads and were flatter overall.

From here we leave the Mesozoic and go to the Permian. Records of North America in this section of the column are... incomplete. The last era of it is utterly missing for land vertebrates. So, we don't have records of fun things like Gorgonopsids.

We have:

Steppesaurus - This animal is controversial. It may be a Sphenacodontid, but it has also been classified as Phthinosuchid, but that is controversial given how old it is. We may never know what it was, but it was BIG for its time.

Varanopidae - Named after Monitor lizards, they are closer to mammals than to their namesake. The largest of these could be the size of a Komodo Dragon, but more active.

Sphenacodontidae - Here we get something people will recognize again: Dimetrodon, but it also includes predators like Ctenorhachis, Sphenacodon, Secodontosaurus, and Ctenospondylus. Some had sails on their back like dimetrodon, some had a half sail, and some had no sail at all. They all had early differentiated teeth. Dimetrodon is of particular note given how many species there were (19 of them lived in North America), ranging in size from that of a lion to that of a house cat (D. natalis).

After that, there are smaller predators of note (such as seagull-sized dragonflies) but none meet our definitions for apex predator in terms of mass and habitat.

So, with bringing it down to the Family level, that still leaves 39 Large Carnivores running around at the same time. Even on the same continent, this is an absurd number of carnivorous animals! Imagine trying to get a drink with all that to be alert for!

And that is just one of the many reasons why creationism is absurd.

#Dinosaurs #Paleontology #Creationism

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phasmattack · 1 year

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Visitors (a 65 story) Chapter 7: Peril

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Pairing: Captain Mills x Fem Reader

Fic Summary: 65 million years ago, Captain Mills (played by Adam Driver) crashes a passenger transport ship into Earth during the Cretaceous period. You are among three survivors of the crash. Together with Mills, you must make your way to the only shot of extraction through an unknown terrain riddled with deadly prehistoric creatures.

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Mills

The cave floor begins to quake, stray pebbles shaking from the colossal weight of the footsteps approaching. Whatever creature lay just beyond your makeshift camp is now close enough to hear the wet, grimey breaths of. The sun has not yet peaked above the horizon, but with the help of nearby stars it does cast just enough light to highlight the beast’s head as it parts through the rain sliding down the cave entrance, tracking the scent of its next meal. Its scaly head alone is roughly the size of the cave, sending a chill down Mills’s spine as he imagines the sheer size of the rest of the monster.

Prying open its vicious jaw which could likely swallow the three of you whole in one gulp, it sends a bone chilling roar through the cave. The deafening force of it causes those stray pebbles to roll and blows your hair back like a sharp gust of wind. Understandably, the terror sends Koa flying to the farthest point of the cave. She swats away vines and pushes into a small hole in the corner, yelping as she tumbles down into it.

At the same time, Mills grasps his weapon and starts firing at the beast, aiming for its beady eyes. This seems to work at first, it grumbles in pain but returns with another roar now aimed squarely at Mills. Startled, he turns to see you fleeing after Koa. She disappears into the vine covered hole and you follow right behind. He shoots once more to push the monster back and then tosses his pack and blaster down the hole, diving in after you.

He regrets diving head first when he smacks onto the cool rocky floor below. The monster roars in frustration, now sounding slightly more muffled and distant. Mills clicks on his flashlight and you all sit for a moment, slowing your panicked breathing and collecting yourselves.

When the moment has passed, Mills slings his pack and weapon over his shoulder and begins exploring this underground cave system you’ve found yourselves in. He scoops Koa up to her feet and extends a hand to help you find yours. He inspects the hole you’ve slid out of, now far too steep to climb back up even if there wasn’t a bloodthirsty prehistoric creature roaming the other end of it.

The cave system is small, you learn after only finding two cramped areas joined by a tight pathway. Mills flips open the navigational unit and scans the cave, alerted to one source of air flowing into it. The air in here is musty, which means locating the source of the fresh breeze should be easy. He nods to you and you both run your hands along the walls of each room, searching high and low for its origin.

He speaks your name when he finds it, an opening just the size of a quarter. He finds a small collapsible shovel in his pack and uses it to pick at the opening, exposing a tiny bead of light that signals the outside world. Mills repeatedly dents at it, making progress but ever so slowly.

After the first few minutes, the small shovel has produced a hole the size of his forearm. After a half hour, it’s grown but not even close to being big enough for a person to fit through. Exhausted, he drops the shovel to the ground and punches the wall in irritation.

“Let me help.” You offer, picking up the shovel.

“It’s no use.” He replies, “At this rate it would take us days to even chip out enough space to send Koa through.”

“There has to be something we can-”

“I’m trying to think.” He interrupts, smoothing the hair from off his forehead.

“Mo-nah fetah-lay…” Koa speaks, tugging on his pant leg. “Mallaka mo-nah fetah-lay!”

“I know-” He stops her.

“Meh anna wat’to fetah-lay!” She demands, standing and yanking the shovel from your hands. She stomps to the small clearing and begins chipping at it herself, really doing more harm than good.

“You know what,” He spins her by her shoulders, squatting to tell her face to face, “I lied to you. Your parents aren’t at the top of the mountain. They’re dead. It was a lie.”

“Mills!” You gasp at him. Koa shakes out of his grip and returns to clearing a path herself.

“And you can’t understand anything I’m saying.” He finishes. Still kneeled on the ground, he runs his hand against the dusty cave floor and picks up a stray pebble, examining it. Inspiration strikes.

“I have an idea.” Mills announces. He rushes to his pack and pulls out a single click bomb.

“We’re gonna blow our way out of here.” He tells you with a cocky grin.

“Are you sure that’s safe?” You ask.

“No,” He shrugs, “but I think it’s our only choice.”

He waits for your approval which comes in the form of a sigh and a nod. Clicking on the bomb, he rolls it into the hole and lifts Koa away by the waist. He places her in your arms against the farthest wall from the opening and uses his body to shield you both from the large blast that shakes the cave.

Once the dust settles, you all return to the opening to see it is now a Koa sized clearing almost all the way through. She cheers for him, clapping her hands. After some inspection, you both agree that it seems safe enough to send Koa through, hopefully to the other side where she can place more bombs to free up space for you.

Mills loads all the click bombs into her small pack, along with a water jug and ration just to be safe. He sees you holding her small face in your hands for a moment, smiling down at her. In return she gives you a knowing look, and tightens the straps of her pack. Mills scoops her up and helps her climb into the opening. She shimmies through it, reaching a patch wide enough to turn around and excitedly tell you something that neither of you can understand.

The excitement is quickly drained from her face when the cave wall starts shaking, rocks begin to shift and clouds of dust fly around her. You yell, throwing an arm towards Koa to pull her back when the wall between you suddenly collapses, throwing you and Mills back and onto the ground, knocking you unconscious.

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“NO,” A painful sob pulls Mills awake, along with a sharp ringing in his ears, “GODDAMN IT” He wipes the dust from his eyes to see you frantically scraping against the wall that previously held Koa in its clearing, now filled with jagged rocks. Your arms are catching on the sharp rocks in the process, ripping skin and leaving drops of blood.

He gets to his feet and hobbles to you, laying a hand on your shoulder to calm you. You jerk your shoulder out from his hand and slap the wall again, tears clouding your vision. He takes each of your wrists into his firm grip and pulls you from the wall. You crash into his chest and he cradles your head, tucking tear soaked hair behind your ear.

Holding you like this for a while as you weep into him, he squeezes his own eyes shut as they threaten to pool with tears too. That is, until he hears a distant tritone whistle. Your head lifts from his now damp shirt as if you heard it too. You both stand as still as stone. The whistle repeats, leaving no doubt that it’s coming from Koa.

You laugh, and look up at him with a face that’ll surely be imprinted in his memory for good. He lifts his hands to his mouth and loudly whistles in reply. We’re coming, kid.

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Left without the source of his only escape plan, Mills tries to hide his concern from you. Thankfully, the crash has shifted one of the walls just enough for him to roll some large boulders and open a new room to explore. He leads you into the room, flashlight anchored on his shoulder illuminating the way.

“I-” Your soft voice speaks from behind him, “I thought we lost her.”

He turns to look at you, “Me too.”

“I’m new to this whole thing, yanno?” You sigh.

“What, being stranded on an alien planet?” He jokes, “Same here.”

You hit his arm and roll your eyes, “No! I mean I’ve never felt that feeling before, when we thought she was gone. I’ve never had anyone I felt like I should protect,” You pause, “Or anyone who felt like protecting me…”

“No one?” He asks curiously, pushing further into the cavern.

Your face scrunches up like you regret even mentioning it, but you tell him, “I never knew my parents. They either died or just left me for dead. I grew up in the foster system in Somaris, and the day I was old enough to work I started taking scrap jobs to save up enough money to leave.”

His silence urges you to go on. “One day I was hired by this group of mercenaries, who needed an innocent looking girl to dig up information for them. One of the leaders started switching jobs and hanging around after his post to keep me company… I was so young, I didn’t see the red flags and the age difference didn’t bother me as much as it should’ve and one thing led to another. All of a sudden I’d been dating a mob leader for years who forced me into a person I didn’t even recognize. I was on autopilot just to save myself the humiliation of the consequences of having an opinion. One day I- I just left home with the last bruises I’d ever get from that job. From that man. I scraped up all the money I had saved and I left. Bought myself a ticket to the other side of the galaxy and swore I’d never look back.”

He’s stopped walking by now, studying your face as you tell your harrowing story.

“And here I am, crash landed on a random planet with a girl I have this gut feeling I need to protect and a man I’m comfortable enough with to completely overshare to- and my God I’ve been talking for so long and you don’t deserve to be tossed all my baggage I am so sorry.”

At this he shakes his head and laughs in disbelief, giving into the impulse to feel your soft cheek in his hand, his thumb brushing over your lips to remind him how real they are. He feels your breath hitch and his eyes flick up to yours, slowly leaning in to close the distance when something sharp pierces his back and rips him to the ground.

Stunned, he gets one glimpse at the thin faced creature attacking him before his flashlight smashes to the ground in pieces. You scream, now completely in darkness. The monster hisses and scratches its feet along the dirt, ready to pounce.

Mills takes this as a warning and rolls to the side, just out of the way of its charge forward. He uses this time to feel around for his weapon and pack, either of which he could use to his advantage if he could just find them. He hears the monster charge again, and this time his foot clangs into something metal, sending it sliding away from Mills.

He swears and braces his arms above him as its jaw snaps towards him, inches from his face. He manages to forcibly stick a thumb into the creature’s eye and it screeches, briefly pulling away from the pain. In this moment Mills feels something bump against his foot, and he reaches down to feel the strap of his pack. As he grips it, the creature rears forward and rams him in the shoulder, sending the pack’s contents flying.

Miraculously, the navigational unit lands open, providing minimal light but projecting a hologrammed sensor of its surroundings. Mills finally gets an image of the beast he’s wrestling with, and he also sees you in the hologram, sliding carefully against the wall with a determined look on your face.

A sharp taloned foot stomps his chest into the ground, and he tries twisting and kicking himself free with no success. The air is slowly pushed out of his lungs as the creature tries suffocating its prey. It leans in to finish him off, but with a loud shot it stumbles back and releases its grip on Mills. It thumps to the ground, completely limp. Mills turns his head to see you in the hologram, holding the weapon with perfect form after just shooting the creature with wildly accurate aim in complete darkness, only a small distorted hologram image as your guide. Calling him impressed would be an understatement.

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You help carry some of his weight as you both stumble out of the cave, fresh air finally filling your lungs. You look up at him and laugh at the absurdity of this day, and the navigational unit reads that the daylight isn’t even halfway gone.

Before he closes it, however, it beeps out: “WARNING: Catastrophic extinction event imminent. Time to impact: Hours.” Sure enough, he looks to the sky to see the asteroid now much larger than it had been the previous day. As if there wasn’t enough to worry about, now their mission has a time limit.

You can’t dwell on the thought of imminent catastrophe for long, finding Koa being the priority in both of your minds. “KOA!” You call out in a chant and Mills joins by whistling to her. He scans the area for any sign of life but it comes back negative. You decide to retrace to the original cave’s entrance in case she decided to wait there.

Now above ground, you and Mills struggle to climb fallen logs and scale cliff sides, all the while calling out to the little one. You come to a patch of thick muddy water and as much as it disgusts you both, Mills points out that there doesn’t seem to be a way around it in sight. He helps you sling off your pack and lift it above your head as you wade into the sludge.

He follows you in, using more effort than he was anticipating to push through this muddy substance. In fact, the deeper you get the harder it seems to move, and the thicker it seems the gunk gets.

“Uhh…Mills?” You try to get his attention when your feet seem to get stuck beneath you. His heart sinks as he notices you sinking deeper into the mud ahead of him, now waded to your chest. He moves to grab your arm and pull you back but his arm feels too heavy to lift, suddenly encased in this thick trap.

“Mills!!” You call again, unable to turn back to him. You’re now sunk below the mud to your shoulders, and you’re just sinking faster. He starts to sink as well, with nothing for his feet to use as leverage and nothing for his hands to grab onto.

“MM-” You choke out, head held high as he watches you suck in a final breath before the mud absorbs you fully. He doesn’t know what else to do, so he musters up enough strength to bellow out, “KOA!” Helpless, he sees the top of your head slip below the surface. Mud now inching up to his jaw, he gets out one last choke of her name into the air and sinks down as the dark sludge envelops him.

Chapter 8

#65 #65 movie #65 Adam driver #65 fanfic #Adam driver #Adam Driver fanfic #Adam Driver x you #Adam Driver x reader #mills #mills x reader #mills x you #Ariana greenblatt #mine

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markrosewater · 1 year

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Hey mark if we did do a prehistoric based plane (possibly muraganda)

Would one goal involve doing prehistoric creatures that wouldn't get the dinosaur type? Like cave people, terror bird and daeodon for 3 examples.

A prehistoric world would have creatures other than Dinosaurs much like our prehistoric world did.

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clawen-forsurvival · 2 years

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held on as tightly as you held onto me

Owen attempts to figure out what exactly is going on with Claire while he once again is faced with a prehistoric playground.

i don’t know what came over me but this second part just appeared in my brain???

continuation from part one AKA claire’s point of view

CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR JW: DOMINION

Something is off.

Blue stares at Claire too long, Claire stares at Blue like she knows why.

And as much as he wants to figure it out, Owen can’t tell what the woman he loves and the raptor were telling each other.

Claire looks terrified of the dinosaurs in the black market.

Well, more terrified than she usually would be of them.

She’s done so many search and rescue missions and helped so many of these creatures in the past few years that Owen was half expecting her to run through the black market and open all the cages.

Instead she walks slightly behind him and watches the world around her with trepidation.

He does not look at the dinosaurs, and try as he might he does not keep his eyes on Barry.

Owen’s eyes are on Claire trying to piece together what the hell is happening with her.

When he and Barry trap the atrociraptors he thinks he has it all figured out.

The look in Barry’s eyes, the terror at the thought that one of these monsters could kill him if moved too slow, is clear on his face.

Claire is simply scared.

And she has every right to be.

They’re up against prehistoric animals once again and now Maisie is missing.

(It doesn’t help either that she’ll still wake up screaming every once in awhile, Isla Nublar still haunting her.)

So, Owen figures, it makes perfect sense that Claire is scared.

Because he’s scared too.

Owen has done a lot of stupid shit in his life.

Like a lot.

But driving down an airport tarmac on a glorified dirt bike while genetically fucked up velociraptors chase him feels pretty high up there.

He barely makes it onto the plane, his footing shaky as Claire holds onto him for dear life. He takes a stilted breath, his hands holding her tight to his chest.

She’s scared. And so is he.

They can be scared together. For survival, right?

She needs to go. She needs to go and save Maisie, even if he won’t follow.

“You have to be the one to get her. You’re her mom.”

He tries to convince himself that that’s why he’s sending her. Not because he’s not sure he’ll make it out of this plane alive.

If Claire doesn’t make it, he and Maisie would both crumble. But Claire? She could handle life with her and Maisie.

Claire nods, barely. Her cheeks are stained with tears as he leans down and kisses her. It’s shorter than he wants, but it’s all he can spare.

“I’ll see you again.”

He prays he’s right.

And then, the words he was so scared to say for the longest time.

The ones he’d whispered to her under the dark of night when the world seemed to be caving in around them.

The ones he said before she did.

“I love you.”

The assurance that they meant something.

She closes her eyes and he waits.

She opens her eyes and he’s confused.

“Owen.”

There’s one breath between his name and the moment his life changes.

“I’m pregnant.”

Before he can say anything, before he can react, before he can stop her or urge her on or anything she’s gone.

Claire has flown out of a plane from a fucking eject seat with their baby growing in her belly.

“Watts, you get us out of this alive.”

When he falls through the ice he sees everything.

His mom and dad, his childhood best friend Patrick, his eight grade ice hockey team, the girl he made out with in the back of his pickup truck junior year, his mothers funeral, his fathers funeral, his Navy buddy O’Reilly, the open sea, O’Reilly’s funeral, Simon Masrani, that prick Hoskins, Blue and her pack, Gray and Zach, Claire.

Claire tying her shirt up, Claire running with a flare in hand through Jurassic World, Claire in an airport hanger holding his hand, Claire showing up and dragging him to a bar, Claire’s perfect skin, Claire and Maisie.

Maisie flashes through a few more times and while he loves the girl his mind keeps taking him back to Claire.

Claire, who loves him.

Claire, who’s raising a moody teenager with him.

Claire, who’s pregnant with his baby.

Watts pulls him up and it’s not until they’re in the service elevator that he breathes steadily again.

When Owen pulls the Dilophosaurus off of Claire he wonders for a moment how his life has gotten to this point.

Instead of pondering the thought he pulls Claire into him and breathes a sigh of relief.

“It’s okay, I got you.”

At least for the moment he can rest knowing Claire is okay, that their baby is okay, and that he had them in his arms.

“I got you.”

He’s not sure what compels him to place his hand over Claire’s belly, sending her into full fledged sobs, but he can’t resist the comfort that the action brings him.

He wants to talk to her, to ask a million questions and give her reassurances, but they need to find Maisie.

Find Maisie, then talk.

Maisie finds them.

It’s not lost on Owen how Claire knows their daughters screams before they can see her.

He wraps both of his girls up in his arms and holds them longer than he usually does.

They’re okay, at least for now.

He can’t breathe.

He watches as Claire is pulled across the floor and out the window and he can’t fucking breathe.

His body works on auto pilot, grabbing the rope and pulling Claire back to him.

He doesn’t care that there’s a room full of people around them, he holds her until his lungs inflate again and he’s sure she’s real and there and against his chest.

If he closes his eyes for a moment too long all he sees is Maisie trapped on the ladder and Claire falling out the window.

He doesn’t think he’ll sleep ever again.

“You’re acting weird.”

Maisie doesn’t say anything until her and Grant and him are heading back to the control room.

“Well kid we’re in a prehistoric playground and you were M.I.A. for the better part of two days and your mom almost got eaten by a dinosaur so cut me some slack.”

Alan chuckles as Owen lets out a breath.

Fucking teenagers.

He almost loses it in the rain. He almost pushes Claire and Maisie into the helicopter and lets the t-rex eat him if it means they’re safe.

But everyone is safely inside and everyone is going home.

He breathes out easily, one arm wrapping around Claire while he brings his hand down to press against their baby.

Holy shit. Their kid just survived Jurassic Park 3.0.

“Claire, what in the damn hell were you thinking?”

He means for it to come out softer, but the further away they’ve gotten from Biosyn the more he can’t figure out what the hell she was thinking.

“Owen please-“

“You could’ve died! You went out there, knowing you were-“

And it’s true. Claire clearly knew before they left that she was pregnant and still went.

Owen stutters, remembering Blue’s curious look at Claire.

Blue knew too.

“I did what I had to do!”

“You put yourself at risk and that baby and-“

“I had to save our daughter! I couldn’t not save her!”

He knows she’s right, the same maternal instinct coursed through both her and Blue telling them to protect their babies.

Raptors and humans aren’t all that different.

“I couldn’t let you go alone, I couldn’t just… I couldn’t just sit here. So I’m sorry but-“

He knows she couldn’t let him go alone. She couldn’t sit at home wondering if Maisie was okay, if he was okay.

“You’re here now, that’s all that matters.”

He tries to convince himself and Claire of the matter. She’s here and he’s here and Maisie is here and their child stills rests in Claire’s belly and they’re going to be okay.

His son sounds like a velociraptor.

He thinks it’s karma, Claire laughs at him.

#clawen #jurassic world #owen grady #jurassic park #claire dearing #owen x claire #claire x owen #clawen fanfic #jw dominion

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chroniclingworlds · 5 months

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Acualata

These flying beasts range from songbird-sized to the massive Wyverns which have long terrorized the Doulori. Their strange quadrupedal stance and long sheath-mouths are reminiscent of pterosaurs of prehistoric Earth. They can be found all across the planet and many species migrate long distances from continent to continent.

Gliders

Pictured: the tessellated glider, native to the Labyrinth Forests of the Ejoan Archipelago.

An ancient offshoot of the Acualata lineage, these primitive animals live in Labyrinth Forests around the world. Gliding from trunk to trunk to escape Labyrinth Ghouls, these small animals are perfectly suited to the twisting, dense plant life of these forests. Although many Acualata species inhabit the canopies of Labyrinth forests, their wings are too large to navigate the interiors well, so this ancient group has been able to thrive alongside their more advanced relatives.

Quirries

Pictured: the green-headed jewelbird, found in the jungles of Ejoa.

This incredibly diverse group includes hundreds of songbird-sized animals that can be found on every landmass, often migrating between continents seasonally. Their name comes from the distinct “qui-qui-qui” call they make to signal nearby predators. Because they all make very similar alarm calls, it is believed that this is a tactic to raise their chances of survival, ensuring that any nearby Quirries will leap into the air simultaneously and allow a greater number to escape. These animals prey primarily on Hexapods, tubies, and small Mollichordates, and typically hunt and feed on the ground.

Lance-Tongues

Pictured: the black-wing sea-glider, a pelagic species which lives across the Azadonian Ocean.

These medium-sized fliers inhabit a variety of niches worldwide, from large pelagic diving species to predators of small forest animals. These are the raptors, vultures, and seabirds of Varin, unified by their proboscis that can shoot forward with incredible accuracy even while in flight. This is a unique adaptation to feeding while flying and is believed to be specific to this lineage. Due to the calculations required to spear prey while flying, Lance-Tongues have proportionately larger brains than other Acualatas, and in many cultures around the world they were kept and trained as hunters. These sleek, fast, intelligent animals spend much of their time in the air, with some species even resting in flight by utilizing updrafts.

Wyverns

Pictured: the celestial wyvern, which migrates seasonally between Axane and Ejoa.

Massive, terrifying, and deified in many Doulori cultures, the Wyverns are the largest flying animals on Varin. Animals living in open landscapes must be constantly vigilant, lest they fall prey to one of these beasts. They are not an especially diverse lineage, with only a handful of species, but they are a highly successful one. Ancient cave paintings depict Wyverns as either gods or demons, and the fear of them almost led to their extinction as the Doulori developed more advanced weapons. Luckily, these amazing creatures are now protected, and farmers and research stations often have anti-Wyvern netting covering their fields.

Stilt-Walkers

Pictured: the red-crested stilt-walker, a vibrant species native to the easternmost Kana island.

Isolated on the lush volcanic islands of Kana, some Acualata took a very different approach to life, losing their ability to fly. As the only large fully land-based animals on the islands, they’ve thrived and adapted to many niches, feeding on giant land crabs, sea serpents, and itchyomorphs. Some are even omnivores, consuming seeds and fruits that grow in their tropical habitat. They have also been observed diving into the sea and using their short wings as paddles, implying these relatively new offshoots of the Acualata are becoming semi-aquatic.

#planet varin #speculative biology

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kristallum · 8 months

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Quick trip to Callisto Labs north of Mahogany Town, one would swiftly be introduced to the "triplets" Crys keeps as her lab assistants—roles they don't necessarily fill in a traditional sense, though they do keep things lively:

Alvin was discovered while scoping out the Ruins of Alph, amidst his one-sided battle versus a flock of Natu. Crys watched from afar, at first assuming the Wooper was being bullied upon, and even had thoughts of intervening: as it turns out, the Wooper was terrorizing the Natu, for crowding what he deemed "his side" of the pond adjacent to the ruins.

Once all was said and done, Crys was amused enough to capture the Wooper, to give him a shot in Kanto's Little Cup against stronger rivals. He's been a menace in those tournaments ever since.

Simon was more difficult to capture. Crys caught sight of her sparkling in the deepest recesses of Union Cave's subterranean lakes, after another routine search through the ruins. Ambushed by an aggressive school of Seaking, Crys could only deduce that the shiny Wooper had gotten a little too close to their nests (typical of the autumnal spawning season, male Seaking are known to get incredibly aggressive when protecting their eggs).

Boarding Bubbles and barreling through the swarms of Seaking, the Pokemon Champ threw the first Quickball she could get ahold of; surprisingly, or perhaps due to the Wooper's wish to escape the pursuit unscathed, it settled upon one *click*.

Meeting Theodore came as more of a surprise during Crys' initial trip through Paldea, while exploring Tagtree Thicket for answers on what was behind the odd graffiti-work hugging the trees. While photographing the curious markings left by what she could only assume to be a native Pokemon, Crys suddenly felt her feet flip from under her—she'd tripped, and hard, on something unseen.

Turns out, it was a Wooper but of a different variety. The researcher was knowledgeable of the regional species, having studied the causes behind their adaptation into a terrestrial species that dated back to prehistoric times; still, her fear spiked upon realizing that the Paldean Wooper was hanging onto his life by a thread. Dried out, his poisonous film no longer strong enough to protect him from the sun's rays, Crys carefully escorted the Wooper to the nearest center. They became fast friends, following the encounter.

The triplets, despite their squabbling, are incredibly close. To this day, it isn't uncommon to see Crys around Johto, being trailed by all three as she runs about her errands.

#felt like throwing this out b4 i completely forgot #wooper is incredible i owe them my life #::💠 wooperfam tag #::💠 storage system {team hcs}

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braveolpabear · 2 years

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Good Old Pa Bear formerly Lachlan Ormerod

Papa Bear formerly Lachlan Andrew Ormerod was once an ambitious, intelligent but misunderstood autistic human being until he was killed by a bolt of lightning while looking for shelter during a storm. His troubled soul was lured into a mystic portal beyond The Solar System just outside The Milky Way under unknown circumstances before being warped into a massive far-off distant galaxy known only as Galaxceus that is home to many planets, planetoids and asteroids each with their own unique climates, differently-coloured glowing more pulsating energy fields and representing certain mystical key elements like Fire, Ice, Air, Water, Desert, Earth, Snow, Electricity, Night, Sun, Cloud, Sky, Moon, Star, Love, Electricity, Magic, Psychic, Rainbow, Enchantment, Frost, Volcano, Jungle, Turbo, Cosmic, Twilight, Swamp, Rock, Flower, Aqua, Mystic, Dream, Imaginative (aka Imaginary), Dynamic, Techno, Spectacular, Charm, Heaven, Illumination, Elasticity, Battle, Metro, Ancient, Inflatable, Prehistoric, Super, Ultra, Mega, Light, Gem, Illusion, Special, Lava, Guardian, Wish, Strange, Galactic, Power, Astro, Cave, Master, Infinity, Beauty, Major, Terrific, Incredible, Fantastic, Invincible, Amazing, Magnificent, Indestructible, Mighty, Ultimate, Eternal, Immortality and the hostile ones such as Darkness, Shadow, Nightmare, Haunted, Chaos, War and Terror. Before long Lachlan Ormerod found himself in a lush, heavenly paradise full of sentient Singing Flowers and Fruit Trees. He went over to a nearby stream and saw a furry reflection of himself as a largely chubby teddy-like Bear with reddish-brown short thick fur, sun yellow fat belly, a bright red nose and wearing a light blue t-shirt with white singlet underneath although still somehow has the same mullet hairstyle. Before he could question his slightly obese anthropomorphic form an oinking sound made him turn around. A large more hugely obese Native Brown Boar in jungle shaman attire complete with a gold crown encrusted with multi-coloured feathers and a pendant resembling The Yin and Yang Symbol. The wise Brown Boar silently motioned the astounded fat teddy-like Bear to follow him. After a short walk through the jungle they come into a small hut covered with vines and leaves with a large Pig Statue encrusted with jewels. Sitting in the garden is a huge thirty five-foot tall Pink Whippet in a retro-style areobics purple spandex complete with large tennis shoes, greenish armbands, blueish headband and pinkish legwarmers. After a brief silence the Brown Boar introduces himself as Porko aka The Hogfather an all-mighty Jungle Boar Shaman who wants to teach the unlikely duo the strongest magic on the planet known as ''Pigasus''. When the teddy-like Bear asks why are they here Porko responds by casting an Illusionary Spell to show he is Lachlan Ormerod aka their true creator who made everything. He also explains that The Giant Pink Whippet is in fact the Bear's guardian angel Jodie the Heavenly Whippet. As the Teddy-like Bear stares in astonishment a swarm of over fifty or so malicious Dragons come swooping down and attack the unsuspecting heroes. After a brief but intense battle Porko tells their leader Spyra aka the Ruthless Purple Dragon he will not return the remaining Dragons Treasure and that Pigs are better than Dragons. Before Spyra can kill the Jungle Boar Shaman Jodie angrily punches him out while the Teddy-like Bear joins in on the fight. As The Dragon Soldiers flee with an unconscious Spyra in two Jodie questions Porko who was that. The Jungle Boar Shaman replies they were MediEvil Dragons from the dreaded planetoid Medievilonia who constantly terrorise the heavenly planet Pleasure Paradise. He also states he severely hates most Dragons because he lost he love of his life, a Pig to a Dragoness (presumably Kariah the Dragoness Empress) who magically transformed her into pork roast. Porko provides both of his apprentices Animal Wands a Horse and Pig Wand. Because of his bravery Porko decides to name the teddy-like Furrie Papa Bear.

#walt disney #the jungle book #baloo the bear #papa bear #Jodie #heavenly whippet #guardian angel #castle of heaven #barnyard #jungle shaman #Porko #big boar #animal furrie #jungle #magic #chubby #fatso #obesity #fat belly

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Top 10 horror movies about monsters

Here's a list of ten of the best horror movies featuring monsters, ranging from classic creature features to modern thrillers:

"Alien" (1979) - Directed by Ridley Scott, this sci-fi horror masterpiece follows the crew of the spaceship Nostromo as they encounter a deadly extraterrestrial creature on a remote planet. The xenomorph remains one of the most iconic movie monsters of all time.

"The Thing" (1982) - Directed by John Carpenter, this chilling film centers on a group of researchers in Antarctica who encounter a shape-shifting alien that can mimic any living being it consumes. Paranoia and suspense drive this intense and atmospheric horror classic.

"Jurassic Park" (1993) - Directed by Steven Spielberg, this blockbuster hit brings dinosaurs back to life through groundbreaking special effects. As chaos erupts on a remote island theme park, a group of characters must fight to survive against various prehistoric monsters.

"The Descent" (2005) - Directed by Neil Marshall, this claustrophobic horror film follows a group of women who become trapped in a cave system inhabited by terrifying creatures. Tension builds as the group struggles to navigate the dark and dangerous environment while being hunted by the subterranean monsters.

"Cloverfield" (2008) - Directed by Matt Reeves, this found-footage style thriller depicts a group of friends documenting their attempt to survive as a gigantic monster terrorizes New York City. The film's intense and chaotic perspective adds to the suspense of the unfolding monster rampage.

"The Babadook" (2014) - Directed by Jennifer Kent, this psychological horror film centers on a mother and son who are haunted by a sinister entity that emerges from a mysterious children's book. The Babadook's eerie presence and psychological depth make it a standout in modern horror.

"A Quiet Place" (2018) - Directed by John Krasinski, this innovative horror film explores a world where deadly creatures with hypersensitive hearing hunt humans. The family at the center of the story must live in near-total silence to avoid attracting the attention of the terrifying monsters.

"The Ritual" (2017) - Directed by David Bruckner, this atmospheric horror film follows a group of friends who become lost in a mysterious forest in Sweden, where they encounter a malevolent creature that preys upon their deepest fears. The film's eerie setting and creature design contribute to its chilling atmosphere.

"Pan's Labyrinth" (2006) - Directed by Guillermo del Toro, this dark fantasy film intertwines the story of a young girl navigating a war-torn Spain with a mesmerizing fairy tale world filled with fantastical creatures. The film's haunting imagery and themes of innocence and brutality make it a unique and unforgettable horror experience.

"The Shape of Water" (2017) - Directed by Guillermo del Toro, this romantic fantasy horror film follows a mute woman who forms a bond with a mysterious amphibious creature being held captive in a government facility. Del Toro's signature blend of romance, fantasy, and horror creates a visually stunning and emotionally resonant cinematic experience.

#horror #movies #monsters

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joytraveler · 1 year

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55. Kaveman

A side-scroller featuring a caveman (naturally) who swings a club. At first it's very simplistic and repetitive, just walking to the right and smashing small enemies. Then you recover a stone knife, and new pathways start to open up; it's a prehistoric Metroidvania!

"Not a lot to say about this one except FEATHERED DINOS?" Indeed, looks like the designers did their research! Sort of. Feathers on the therapods, sauropods too. Feathered bugs? Feathered plant creatures?!

HNV: They looked up whether to put feathers on the dinosaurs, but not whether to put dinosaurs in the game!

"I'm just so used to dinosaurs in caveman games I don't even bat an eye anymore. Look there's a smilodon, are you happy now, Mr. Science-Face?"

"A feathered smilodon. I want one. You do too, don't lie!"

HNV: Yes... *grouse* Pink punk feathered mohawk on a saber cat is rad, I admit it.

"It can throw its mohawk like a boomerang! You can't prove they didn't!" It's a boss and the hardest yet, especially when it starts leaping around and shooting its own teeth out as well! "It's easiest to just crouch in the corner and spam the Torch, that does the most damage.”

Every boss you defeat yields a new weapon (this one provides a powerful atlatl) and something else, a piece of metal or wood, that gets lumped onto your subscreen somewhere. The Kaveman appears to be building something!

It's hard to tell what it is, until Bea defeats the next boss (a giant Terror Bird) and wins a sling and... what is very clearly, with no allowances made for copyright, the Flux Capacitor.

"GREAT SCOTT!" she exclaims upon realization. "Not even a major BTTF fan but I will absolutely say that if I have the opportunity."

The final stage is a tower-like mountain where she has to deal with pterosaurs, spiky rocks, howling wind, and the last boss, of course- a made cave-scientist who holds the last part she needs!

Once she defeats him and his robotic feathered T. Rex, the scientist jumps back down the mountain with a cry of: YOU'LL BE SORRY! But there's the power source she needs: finally, Kaveman's time machine is complete!

DueyDecimal: Makes me wonder if the main character is himself a caveman, or a time traveler lost in prehistoric times?

"Perhaps they're two rivals, each trying to return to the present to claim they discovered time travel first? Former friends? Former lovers? The world may never know.. or maybe the ending will explain everything"

Kaveman (for lack of any other name) locks himself into his completed machine, lightning crackles... and suddenly he's in the pyramids of Egypt.

Crack! He's in ancient Greece. Crack! He's in Camelot. CRACK! He's in Hollywood!

"Hollywoo- Oh man he IS gonna be sorry, they're gonna make a movie out of him!"

CRACK! He's... floating in space in the shattered remains of Earth. "....Oh." He looks rather confused... and then an ominous, serpentine, five-headed silhouette rears up behind him.

-THE END?-

"I... I think you forgot to make that left turn at Albuquerq- fFFAAAAA!!"

Klickitat_Street: GREGREGREGREGREG

"GREG GO TO YOUR ROOM! Or go to your game! Scarin’ the royal jelly outta me.." She calms herself with a handful of trail mix. "If you're looking for your dad you just missed him, I believe."

Baconnaise: Kaveman confirmed for canon w/ POP, official prequel

"Like Syrup said, they're probably reusing sprites.. but that one was definitely our old metal friend, no mistake."

aroseahorseboy: did Glem's mom just live on a big piece of world while they waited? berg_snurglar: bea he's crushin on you lol. good luck w/ that HNV: End bosses are probably huge sugar daddies

"Not much planet left was there." She sighs and shrugs. "I dunno, maybe this is a different earth, or another timeline, who knows. I really doubt they thought all this through beyond a few games anyway. But I DO want to hear your headcanon, so fire me a message if you have a theory!"

DueyDecimal: You sorta blew through that, it didn't even take 40 minutes... maybe that's the 'bad end'

#jtnuggets #mar 1 #bea #hnv #dueydecimal #klickitat street #baconnaise #aroseahorseboy #berd

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