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cyanide-latte · 2 months
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@blithesharem since Rat was assigned Baby™ by picrew, I ran with it. I am so sorry his hair turned out a mess, but at least he's got Ara to protect him
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sirspacingtoniiiesq · 6 months
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We see this angel ONCE and then NEVER AGAIN
We need justice for Kevin
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rillette · 2 years
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you know, the lab accident speedster origin story is really silly until you meet a chemist and realize theyre all just Like That 
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thagomizersshow · 8 months
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I love when sci-fi/fantasy writers throw in a random fact about a fictional species that actually has big repercussions for that species' biology.
Like, there is a species in Star Trek called Saurians who are adorable dinosauroid looking dudes. They've had very little revealed about them despite having been mentioned as early as the original series by way of "Saurian brandy" — a drink that is so strong it can put a Klingon on their ass in one swig.
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Other than that, most of what we know about them comes from snippets involving a reoccuring character on Discovery named Linus, who is mostly a comic relief character. Now the reason I bring them up is that in one episode there's a scene where Linus is eating bamboo of all things, and I'm not sure the writers realized how telling this is about Saurian biology.
Bamboo is a damn hard food to eat, and us humans can only eat the shoots of a few species. Even then, raw consumption of shoots can lead to cyanide poisoning if you aren't careful. We still don't know how exactly a lot of animals that eat a lot of bamboo (bamboo lemurs, red pandas, bamboo rats, elephants, gorillas) are able to digest so much of it without getting cyanide poisoning. There is some sort of neutralization process in giant pandas involving the rhodanese enzyme that turns cyanide into the non-toxic thiocyanate that they just pee out, but the process is still poorly understood in other species.
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Bamboo is also hard to digest for the same reason all grasses are; their plant wall cellulose is hard as hell to break down. Like, your choices are:
a) you do a poor job of digesting it and just spend all day eating (giant panda, red panda, bamboo lemur)
b) you grow really big and have a big gut (elephants, gorillas)
c) you only eat the parts of the plant that are easier to digest (bamboo rats)
On top of that, bamboo is loaded with silica phytoliths that are like microscopic bits of glass. These evolved to make their tissues even harder to chew and metabolize.
It's hard to make out in the scene, but it looks like Linus is eating raw bamboo leaves. Just picking them up with his fingers and munching on them like it's nothing. That means his teeth and/or jaws would need to be very powerful (maybe hypsodont? or maybe tooth batteries?) AND, because he's eating it raw, he'd have to be immune to the cyanide in some way.
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One explanation could be in the Star Trek Adventures TTRPG, where Saurians are said to have an ability called "Enhanced Metabolism" where they recover from toxins faster than other species (my guess is this was meant to reference their brandy being so strong). BUT, that's not the same thing as the immunity real bamboo eating animals seem to have. My head canon is that Saurians have a diet similar to red pandas, where bamboo-like plants are their main diet on their homeworld, but they'll eat other stuff too when it's available, AND they've evolved some way to convert cyanide into a harmless chemical they excrete, like a giant panda.
All of these whacky biology shenanigans stem (hehe) from the casual writing decision to make a supporting alien character seem weird by eating a weird thing.
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crevicedwelling · 2 months
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hi cervical delving, was wondering if you think isopods are more comparable to cows or horses IF we were small enough to milk / ride them. their many pretty patterns remind me of both, honestly. but i dont know much about isopods. i like to imagine owning large fields of them and they also large, but i hate the thought of putting them through the industrial torture cows go through... i understand there is a more comparable cow beast that ants milk, but
in my bugs-as-vertebrate fauna understanding I see isopods as rodents actually; they’re incredibly prolific and numerous where they exist, can eat anything and have these nasty little gnawing mandibles that can cut through whatever they want. being small enough to ride an isopod would be like riding a giant rat & probably either would kick you off its back and then eat you, bones and all. I have seen hungry isopods tear into their molting brethren and fight one another to eat live beetle larvae. they have been known to bite holes into the tarantulas and centipedes people mistakenly cohabitate with them thinking the isopods will “clean up” the enclosure. as soon as the predator molts they’ll clean the enclosure really well. isopods are a menace
millipedes are probably more your speed and I could imagine a relatively peaceful millipede farm with a bunch of big spirobolids munching on a bale of old rotten wood. not sure what you’d milk them for other than benzoquinone defense fluid. or in the case of flat millipedes maybe bottling their cyanide gas for chemical reagents
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ataraxiaspainting · 2 months
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Secrets of Wisteria.
Yan (Serial Killer) ??? x GN Reader.
Synopsis: They don't know what to do with you.
Warnings: Yandere themes, kidnapping, gender-neutral yandere, violence/mentions of gore, thoughts of murdering the reader, manipulation, implications of sex work, mentions of starvation, drugging/alcohol, stalking, and dehumanization.
Word Count: 1.3k.
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It is said that everything in the universe has its place as a part of a side of a never-tipping scale.
A shining star provides warmth but also burns the flesh of those who get too close. The moon resembles that of an Earth erased of all life, a planet in all but name to some, promising to be a guiding light, but in reality is just a cold, desolate land. 
Do such beautiful stars ever scorch the adjacent moons? Do such pale, blue moons ever cause the brightness of adjacent stars to die with a shallow, husky breath? Do they simply stay with one another, because despite being able to hurt one another, the chain of space forces them to stay together?
Questions that, because of you and because of them, may finally be answered. It hurts them but also entices them.
Despite everything you had been through together, you had hurt them in ways no others have ever done.
They suffer whenever they are near enough to smell your perfume, wanting to close up their nostrils, throat, and mouth before they go down in a flame of their own making. 
The perfume is mixed with the scent of others’ sweat and pleasure, staining it in what feels to be shades of a dirty, dark black. If only you could see it, the blind fool you always were and still are.
They suffer whenever they hear your voice, see the way your lips move, your moans and little gasps. It sounds more tempting than that of a siren’s call.
Your face, the way you bat your eyelashes to get what you want. Your eyes are brighter than any supernova.
Their entire being is a black hole that wants nothing more than to swallow you.
You hurt them whenever they think of you, never wanting to burn an image of you so deeply into their brain. But, like a parasite, you unknowingly persisted. Now it is so rooted, that it has replaced some of their nerves and has left them wanting so much more. They are addicted to this poison you have created and forced down their throat. It is only fair that they get to do the same to you.
They put something in your drink to make everything down the road that much easier.
Being a blind fool, you didn’t notice that your wine turned into a deep shade of pink.
Pink in your cup, and red in theirs. The colors of love.
They didn’t have it in themselves, despite all of the unfortunate souls they have banished to hell, to put cyanide in your glass.
It would have been a much more merciful death in their opinion, though. It was fitting for a rat like you. But also will give you so much less pain than those who have met their end by a torturous blade.
You gulped it down with such ease. They were, to say the least, your favorite patron, giving you no reason to doubt them.
It was so hard to make money these days, especially in a town like this. You were grateful for them.
But still, you decided to hurt them.
It’s your fault, honestly—all of it. You are the sole reason that their kills aren’t as sharp as they used to be, so much more impulsive than they used to be.
They almost got caught just the other day. They had sprung into action without a thought in their mind to go for a person who looked just like you from behind, down to the clothes they wore.
It's all your fault. It's all your fault.
Whore.
That is what they want to say.
But they cannot, not yet at least.
“Come, we are almost there.” With each step down the stone stairs, a water droplet falls from above, the underground tunnel’s top.
These walls are older than some dynasties if their memory recalls. Made of the bones of traitors and peasants who have passed on from much more painful pains.
It was easy to sneak some of their victims’ bodies in here and place them in such a way that no one would ever know the truth.
“Why here, my dear sponsor?” Your eyes follow the lantern in their left hand, swinging left and right like a pendulum.
They don’t answer.
You don’t ask any more questions, your limbs feeling heavy from all of the walking and the alcohol.
“You trust me, don’t you?”
The rocks below you feel like they are moving. “Sure.”
You must have gone so deep into the earth by now that you can practically see the gates of hell. The lantern’s light is almost out, and the air feels heavy and damp.
“We are almost there.”
You feel so dizzy.
They feel so elated.
Not a word is said until they suddenly stop. A split path.
They point to the left.
You wait, but they do not move.
A second. Two. Three.
Is that uncertainty they see in your eyes?
That is new. It makes them excited for what is to come next.
“Simply go down that hall and you will see the cellar… I will be right behind you.” They added that last part to quell your questioning gaze.
They have never lured anyone here alive before. But like everyone else who has seen these catacombs and their cellar, you won’t leave them alive.
They can’t leave you as much as they try.
It is only natural that they use the chain that holds you two together to their advantage for once.
Their truth works. Your second thoughts vanish like the trapdoor and the ladder down the hall, to the beginning, an entrance to a hell you will never be able to open again.
It is quite fortunate to them that you are such a blind fool.
It is quite fortunate to them that you overlooked that skeleton that looked a little too fresh.
It is quite fortunate that they are such a good planner. They didn’t starve the man for nothing, it seems.
“...Alright. But… I will get my pay after this, won’t I?”
They nod.
“Of course.” They reply. “What sort of patron would I be if I did not give you what is due?”
Such a blind fool you are.
They’ll keep you. You are simply too stupid and too tempting to be free. “...Thank you.”
Along with the words of genuine gratitude, the flame finally extinguishes.
“...Huh?”
A swift chop is the last thing you hear, your body collapsing is the last thing you feel and see before you go unconscious.
“For everything.”
They don’t drag you like they do the others, instead putting in the effort to pick you up and curl your head into their chest.
“...”
This brings back memories both bitter and sweet for them. The first time you laid on the bed. The first time you kissed them. The first time they managed to drag someone else unconscious down here, although with much less care.
“...I mean it.”
They cleaned up everything in the cellar just for you, all of the gore disposed of. Though their trophies will remain. The brain of a doctor in a jar. The eyes of a photographer. The left hand of a young widow, the ring still on the rotting finger.
It will serve as a warning to you to behave, hopefully, for your sake. Making them angry is a bad idea for everyone involved. They would hate to bandage your broken limbs and stitch you back together like some stuffed toy. 
As they hum a tune only you have heard, they think of what collar to place on that pretty neck of yours. It is an important decision. That collar will stay on you far past when you are mounted on their wall, after all. But that is years if not decades away.
“...Thank you. You made everything so much easier.”
The scale tips in favor of the pale blue moons.
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Hunter x Hunter - Feitan, Hisoka, Illumi.
My Hero Academia - Dabi, Bakugou, Shigaraki, Overhaul, Enji.
Jujutsu Kaisen - Geto, Sukuna, Toji, Kenjaku, Mahito, Mei Mei.
Genshin Impact - (Fatui Harbinger/Fake Archon) Scaramouche, Arlecchino, Columbina, Dottore.
Honkai Star Rail - Sparkle, (Mara Struck) Jingliu, (Mara Stuck) Blade, Kafka, Dr. Ratio.
Bungou Stray Dogs - Fyodor Dostoevsky.
Final Fantasy VII - Sephiroth.
Demon Slayer - Muzan, Sanemi.
Hazbin Hotel - Alastor, Valentino, Vox.
Twisted Wonderland - Jade, Floyd, Leona, Rook, Lilia, Vil, Jamil.
Chainsaw Man - Makima, Barem.
Baldur's Gate III - (Ascended) Astarion, Cazador, Shar, Rapheal, Minthara, Mizora, Zariel.
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free pdf of the cask of amontillado if anyone's interested!
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ekatshm · 9 months
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the coffee theory
the fact that my friend said that the poison (cyanide) that Metatron put in Azi's coffee has taste of almonds
when Metatron took coffee in a cafe, he asked for oat milk coffee with "a dash of almond syrup" and when he gave Aziraphale coffee, he said that there was "a hefty jigger of almond syrup" in it
also, when Metatron gave Azi coffee, in that moment sound of a miracle was barely audible (so maybe something conjured here) and this rat Metatron whispered something and then looked at the angel so he would drink as soon as possible, this is not normal
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Azi didn't look enthusiastic at first and he had his own position that he didn't want to change, but after he took a sip of coffee, he became excited... although he didn't really want to drink
after the scene in episode 3 where Crowley drank poison from that girl and he started behaving unnaturally became smaller and then bigger and I thought what if the poison has an effect on angels and demons and changes their normal condition
and the pumping music when they left the bookstore .... AND Metatron's look at Crowley was terrifying, but something tells me that they know each other very well.
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( btw i also like theory (palpitibe - user's nickname) that I found here on the tumblr and repost it , this is about the fact that almonds represent purity and that Azi's mind has been cleansed )
if someone already mentioned that guesses I wrote higher, then sorry and tell me bout that bc we all so crazy about good omens right now so our heads is exploding with theorys
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starsfic · 4 months
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Xiaotian did not, in fact, stop liking poisons.
its a genuine coincidence, when he smells poison in somebody else's food.
"Chef Zhu, I need you to not panic. We're at the hospital."
Contrary to Long Taitai's words, Pigsy felt panic twist his stomach. "Is Xiaotian alright?! Why are you at the hospital?!" Tang jerked his face out of his book on the other side of the bar, eyes wide. "What happened?!"
The dragon woman sighed on the other end, and Pigsy felt concern mixed with panic. In his opinion, Mrs. Long had always been a touch snooty, never allowing what she felt to show on her face. She allowed Xiaotian to play with her kid, Long Xiaojiao, and let Tang in to study the Long collection of artifacts for his research and, as far as he knew, never said anything unkind, but there was just an aura. Right now, he couldn't sense that aura.
"A person who I assumed was a friend tried to poison my family," Mrs. Long explained. Pigsy wasn't sure what expression he had at that tidbit, but Tang looked even more worried. "I cannot explain further over the phone. Could you please come to the hospital on Third and Lotus Street? We brought Xiaotian here at the authorities' request and they need you."
"Sure," Pigsy said, realizing that she couldn't see him nod. "Yeah, hang on, I'll be there in a sec." Before Mrs. Long could answer, he hung up. "Tang, look after the shop. Xiaotian ate poison again."
Before his boyfriend could respond, Pigsy was already out the door.
-_-
The Li Nezha Hospital had to be the fanciest hospital Pigsy had ever seen. However, that didn't matter. What did matter was being led into the private room and hear Xiaotian's delighted "Dadsy!"
They sat on the couch, Xiaojiao next to them and holding their hand. Mr. Long was holding Xiaojiao's other hand, his eyes red. Mrs. Long was nowhere to be seen.
"They're in perfect health, shockingly enough." The doctor explained. "They ate enough cyanide to kill two full-grown adults on the spot. Although," They flipped the papers. "According to their medical history, that has been covered already."
Pigsy nodded. "Yep. They keep trying to eat rat poison."
"It's spicy!" Xiaotian called from the bed.
The doctor's brows furrowed. "I see." They glanced at the papers and they furrowed even more. "Mr. Zhu, have you had a-"
"DNA test? Yep." The authorities had done about ten of them- eight were for trying to find the small mud-stained toddler's parents while the other two were after the third poison-eating incident. All were inconclusive. "If they have yaogaui heritage, it's nothing in the database."
"I'm a mystery!"
"Yes, you are."
"Well, the justice department does want to keep at least the children here, at least overnight," the doctor explained. "They want to see if they can get a sample of the cyanide from Xiaotian's stool and pee and make sure that Xiaojiao didn't ingest any of the cyanide herself."
Pigsy nodded. "Okay, I can do that."
The doctor led him out to sign the right papers and that was where he saw Mrs. Long.
Her eyes were also red, but she looked ready to throw the phone in her hands. Pigsy waved, and she immediately headed straight towards him. "Thank you," were her first words. "If it wasn't for Xiaotian, I am sure neither I nor my family would still be here."
Pigsy nodded. "No thanks needed. Just..." he sighed, rubbing his brow. "What happened?"
"I cannot give all the details since it's a live case," Mrs. Long said, tucking her phone into her pocket. Pigsy nodded in understanding and she continued. "But I received a box of chocolates from a family friend. The plan was to have them for dessert. Xiaotian and Xiaojiao found them, and the nursemaid found them after Xiaotian ate them all." A smile tugged on her lips. "She told me that the chocolate on them had a strange almond smell, since my husband is allergic to almonds."
"Yeah, I remember that."
"Something in my brain told me to call the justice department and the poison control officers identified the cyanide in them." Mrs. Long's smile faded. "If Xiaotian hadn't found them, according to the officer, my family and I would be experiencing an extremely unpleasant death."
Pigsy felt a shiver roll down his back. He didn't exactly like Mr. and Mrs. Long, but the thought of anyone suffering a death like that was enough to make him nauseous. Xiaojiao was so small...
"I'm sorry this happened." He pulled out his wallet. "I can repay you for the chocolates-"
"No need." Mrs. Long chuckled, her smile returning. Her aura of snootiness was gone, replaced with an unfamiliar warmth. "I already promised the children that we could go out for ice cream once the hospital released them, if that's alright with you."
"Why wouldn't it be?"
She laughed. "Fair. Hopefully, the ice cream's less poisonous."
"Yeah."
Although Xiaotian wouldn't mind...
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suzukiblu · 7 months
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I wish you’d write a fic where impulse is severely nutritionally definitely cause all he eats are snacks and he has a crazy metabolism so his friends have to start cooking for him
I would SAY Tim is the one who notices, but Tim Drake survives on Bat-approved nutrition bars and illegal energy drinks and Alfred forcing him to come to regularly-scheduled Batfamily dinners, not anything as crazy as "deliberately interrupting casework to feed himself at reasonable intervals". I would say CASSIE is the one who notices, but her powers are godly-blessing-based and probably don't actually require a balanced diet to maintain. Suzie doesn't have to eat at all, and Cissie and Anita just have normal human metabolisms. Like, Olympian-athlete normal, but normal.
So it's Kon and Slobo who one day both pause mid-conversation, SLOWLY turn their heads, and stare DIRECTLY at the mountain of cheap generic-brand snack wrappers that their skinny-ass speedster left all over the base again and are both like ". . . wait."
And then it's Kon and Slobo who can't either of them cook worth a damn who wreck the kitchen arguing about how to make fucking spaghetti or something and why humans CAN'T eat arsenic or fucking CYANIDE, no it doesn't make it TASTE better, jfc--I SAID NO, SLOBO, PUT DOWN THE RAT POISON--!
And Bart just sits there on the other side of the kitchen counter with a very full mixing bowl of undercooked spaghetti and a whole loaf of overdone garlic bread in front of him and just feels very, very LOVED right now, okay?
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kagoutiss · 1 month
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sheik trying to kill ganon via poisoning his tea or something but it (obviously) doesn't work and ganons just like wow this tea you made for me tastes great! ^.^ what did you put in it? and shes just like uh. Extra sugar
alternatively ganon is just dead-on and says the tea tastes great with rat poison in it! ^.^
yeah this is how it goes,, i feel like ganon is also very into brewing tea so he makes sheik have tea with him a lot, and in the event that sheik gets to brew the tea that day, he’s definitely tried like. just putting different things in ganon’s tea. like cyanide she may have personally extracted from crushed apple seeds, etc (he is well versed in poisons thanks to impa’s training but it is ironically useless information here. does not stop her from experimenting with different things lol)
later it turns out ganon 1) is already practically immune to cyanide anyway for the comical amount of whole apples he eats, 2) other common poisons do not seem to adversely affect him, 3) his nose is crazy tuned in to the smell of different substances (and he was raised by witches) so there’s a 99% chance he will know exactly what he’s drinking just by the smell of it. and a 50% chance he will actually comment on it. and 5% chance he will pretend to choke to death as a joke
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breadpandabread · 5 months
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Today I want to vent about lab safety.
I've been working in labs for 8 years so far, from sample reception to asbestos testing and eventually manager roles and I thought I'd list a few of the most notable health and safety incidents that have occurred both while I've been working and told to me by other people I've worked with.
Crocs are not appropriate for use in a laboratory setting, especially in areas that use aqua regia.
You should not take your shoes off in the lab to rest your feet on the workbench next to the GCMS.
Don't dry your socks in the bacterial incubator.
Please do not climb a pile of stacked cool boxes because you saw a rat.
H2SO4 (Sulfuric acid) should be handled with care, do not wipe your face with your gloves on after handling.
Please do not mix H2SO4 with water, cap the quickly heating mixture, then shake it next to your face.
Don't mix a cyanide compound with acid, it forms hydrogen cyanide which is volatile.
Do not attempt to pretend to cut yourself with a knife, you will cut yourself with a knife.
Don't put your pinkie finger in the cap crimper, it will crimp your finger.
Do not remove a piece of concrete from a fume cabinet to smash it on the floor with a hammer if that concrete is in the lab for asbestos testing.
No matter how cool your secret santa present is, don't fire a crossbow in the lab.
Make sure that TOC crucibles (at 550c) are held in the pincers firmly, or they will set fire to your lab coat when they bounce into your pocket.
Don't order pet cockroaches to the lab or sample reception will freak out.
Do not sit on the delivery trollies and race around the lab on them.
When servicing a fume cupboard, don't remove your safety glasses to get a better look when there are winchesters of acid kept inside.
Do not wear your lab coat in the canteen especially when you work with raw sewage.
I'm sure I'll think of more later, but this is a few of them.
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mariacallous · 3 months
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The myth that there is a humane way to execute someone who wants to live is getting harder to maintain in Alabama.
In early 2018, the state tried to execute a terminally ill man, Doyle Lee Hamm, whose veins had deteriorated from drug use and treatment for cancer and hepatitis C. Executioners, whose identities are concealed but who typically do not have medical backgrounds, repeatedly jabbed him in the legs, ankles and groin as they tried to set the IV line. They stopped only when the death warrant was close to expiring and Hamm’s groin was covered in blood. 
A few weeks later, the state authorized a new execution method: death by nitrogen gas. At the time, it was purely hypothetical. Two other states allow it, but there had never been a known instance of a nitrogen execution. 
That changed on Thursday, when Alabama killed 58-year-old Kenneth Smith by affixing a mask over his face and forcing him to inhale only nitrogen. He “appeared to shake and writhe on the gurney, sometimes pulling on the restraints” for at least two minutes, followed by several minutes of heavy breathing, The Associated Press reported.  
“It was the most horrible thing I think I’ve ever seen,” said the Rev. Jeff Hood, Smith’s spiritual adviser, who has observed five executions in the past 13 months. 
This was Smith’s second time in an execution chamber. A little more than a year ago, he spent four hours strapped to a gurney, awaiting execution as his final appeals made their way through the court system. Executioners jabbed his hands, arms and collarbone before finally calling off his lethal injection. The botched execution left him severely traumatized. He experienced nightmares, hypervigilance, hyperarousal and dissociation up until his death. 
Smith’s 2022 experience was the third in a series of consecutive botched executions in Alabama. 
In the lead-up to Smith’s death, his lawyers urged the courts to block the nitrogen execution, warning that Smith risked facing a slow, painful death by asphyxiation — or even surviving but in a “persistent vegetative state.” 
The state attorney general’s office dismissed those concerns, claiming that nitrogen is “perhaps the most humane method of execution ever devised,” a baseless supposition undermined by the American Veterinary Medical Association’s recommendation that nitrogen not be used to euthanize most mammals. Rats who were exposed to nitrogen gas showed signs of “panic and distress” before they died, the group said.  
The U.S. Supreme Court allowed the execution to proceed, with the three liberal justices dissenting. 
“Twice now this Court has ignored Smith’s warning that Alabama will subject him to an unconstitutional risk of pain. The first time, Smith’s predictions came true,” Justice Sonia Sotomayor wrote in her dissent on Thursday, just before the execution. “This time, he predicts that Alabama’s protocol will cause him to suffocate and choke to death on his own vomit. I sincerely hope that he is not proven correct a second time.” 
“The world is watching,” Sotomayor wrote.  Other executing states are watching, too. As states struggle to carry out lethal injections in the face of litigation and opposition from drug companies, many are looking for new ways to kill — including firing squads and even cyanide gas, the preferred killing method of Nazi Germany. That the Supreme Court allowed Alabama to evade accountability over one secretive execution method by simply switching to another will not go unnoticed in other states.
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anonymous-dentist · 11 months
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What do you think would be on Breaking Dawn Cellbit's person? I imagine him having a bunch of knickknacks in his coat to be prepared for any situation but I'd like to hear your opinions :D
Oh jeez okay here you go, I’m at the dmv so I have a MOMENT to answer:
When investigating:
In backpack:
Knife, lightly used
Handcuffs, heavily used
Evidence bags of various sizes
Magnifying glass
Compass
Notepad
Sketchbook!
Pens and pencils
One single rubber eraser
Rubber bands
Wooden stake
Holy water
Mistletoe sprig
First aid kit!
Cyanide
Fork and knife
A Book (somehow usually erotic in nature)
In general:
Knife, heavily used
Wristwatch, broken
Wallet with family photos
Felps’ car keys
At least two separate burner cell phones
Hand sanitizer
Small bottle of rat poison
Tiny little bag of bones
He usually has his bag with him though, because he’s Always On The Case. He will also pack more depending on the investigation, but this is what he almost always has on him
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kneehighrainbowsocks · 17 hours
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i got a lot of the word ideas from here: https://perchance.org/cugdck6qvj
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carnis-insanis · 2 months
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Some concepts I made for a dst warriors au, thought you might be interested since it the only other person I know who’s into both lol. Sorry if the image quality isn’t great, the transfer from computer to phone was pretty janky 😬. Anyway, Acidfuzz(Wilson) is an ex-“kittypet” who was used in lab testing, hence all the scars and bleached fur. At some point the lab was abandoned, along with all the animals, and Acidfuzz lived there on his own, hunting escaped rats and doing “experiments”, until Hareshadow(Maxwell) convinced him to leave. He doesn’t realize yet how bad his old life was, esp. Because he always thought he was on the same level as the scientists, rather than just another lab-rat. He’s gonna have an identity crisis about it after a conversation with WX later. Wow that was a lot. Anyway I don’t have as much to say about Hareshadow cuz I’m still figuring him out, but he was very fun to design lol! (Resubmitted because I forgot to do the captcha and wanna make sure you got it lol)
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YEAAAAAAAAAAAH these r absolutely adorable, maxwells tie as a fur pattern is absolutely genius and Wilson is THE definition of a skrunkly….
the idea of Acidfuzz being a lab-rat is absolutely genius and i LOOOVE it whenever this trope is used in wc media, its so good ……… ik he thinks hes so fucking smart like haha hey guys what experiments are we doing today (gets injected with cyanide) woah mama ! this one has a little kick! but its for science so its worth it lool see you later at lunch?
My tablet broke so enjoy this doodle i made while waiting for my bus (it never came)
my handwriting is horrible so heres the transcript: Yeah, yeah… your trauma is awful & stuff…. Anyway, wanna fnd ut how to catch the red dot?
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btw i didnt get the previous submission so dont worry about re-submitting
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kimi275 · 1 month
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Almond and her stinky ahh rat-like husband Cyanide
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"He makes me laugh☺☺" Girl he killed you😭😭🙏🙏🙏
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