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Superhero; "This is the third atrocity this week! You won't escape this time, doc!"
Hopelessly gay mad scientist leaning against a Doomsdayinator™; "um, yeah, so you come here often?"
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Official TM feral scientist identification guide
pretentious and never straight
becomes so obsessed with their experiments that they forget that it could have drastic consequences
extreme apathy
yE OLdEN cHEMistRy SeT
green
purple
purple and green
tweed and glasses
reacts to every situation with crying or cold anger
GLOWy tHInGs
doesn’t get along well with god
suits and vests and white collared shirts and suits and vests and white collared shirts suits and vests and wh-
“ahah yeah i hold myself to decent moral standards” *cut scene to grave robbing or obtaining chemicals illegally*
isolation
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fuzthecryptid · 1 year
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HEEEY SO this is my oc he is a craaazzzzyyyy scientist his name is fuz and this is his homunculus daughter!!!!! she usually hides her tentacles and she is also very kind!!! =))))
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EVIL INATOR #117: THE KISSINATOR!
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euh, no, shit, let me try again
EVIL INATOR #118: THE MWAHNATOR!
It's a ray that makes people want to kiss other people!
um... I kinda forgot to program a limitation and now a T-Class test subject intern has broken containment and is kissing everyone in my lab... but he is cute though...
anyway, here you go!
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littlethingsmart · 2 years
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Because I've said it before and I will say it again, scientists are not the paragons of rationality that everyone seems to think they are. They are the most unhinged beings in the universe and I am convinced they survive off chaos energy and spite alone. Almost every interaction I've ever had with a scientist has been either super laid back or just hyper manic. We are all highly competent in a few specific things but the issue is that all of our brain cells are dedicated to those things not at all to things like social convention, lab safety, or general self care.
I CAN NOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH
Just last week my PI at the paleontology lab I work at had a rotting roadkill cat in her car which was parked outside in the sun for at least 9 straight hours and this did not surprise me at all. I can not make this shit up y'all.
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seasalticid · 7 months
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Stanley was probably my first modern OC, an ambitious roboticist whose curiosity (and perhaps a longing for constant improvement coupled with intrinsic self-doubt) gets him into trouble! What a silly lad!
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“Blood for the blood gods,” I whisper, putting the blood samples into the bloodwork machines.
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cursed--alien · 4 months
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The first rule of science is to be yourself and have fun :3
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sweeneydino · 7 months
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Not a mad scientist?
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There is no such thing as a non-mad scientist Donatello.
There is, indeed, a part 2 to this, Here
As a celebration of this post ofc 🍾
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Is it normal to have pet names for all my nemeses? Mr. Inhuggable? Agent Hunk? Schwuper-Duper-Bear?
Oh, shit, honey-bunny himbo-bimbo is attacking my secret lair!
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selenityshiroi · 11 months
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Zelda travelling around Hyrule after the Calamity and people are tripping over themselves to tell her stories about the Hero because they love that feral cryptid mad man and are so proud of him
'I met him when I was about to get eaten by a Hinox...he jumped off a horse, fired 12 arrows in the blink of an eye and then got smacked in the face with a tree...but then he came back and hacked away at it's legs with this stupidly big sword until it finally died'
'He was wearing this weird patched together mask that looked like a monster but he made enough curry for everyone so we didn't like to ask'
'But...the hero was a girl? She wore these lovely green silks and every time she came out of the Gerudo Canyon she had a bag full of electric safflina to sell to Beedle over there. The Gerudo think she's an amazing fighter, which says a lot, and she always thanked me for looking after her horses when she went into the desert'
'I swear to Hylia that he ran through here wearing nothing but his underwear and a mask shaped like a leaf...claimed he was looking for the Children of the Forest. Sorry, Princess, but I'm not sure he was quite right in the head at the time'
'He used to creep in here silently wearing this grey mask and with enough lizards and beetles that we could make enough elixirs to last for a month. Not sure I ever saw his face without it'
And the entire time Link is stood neatly dressed, three steps away, listening to every word and no one pays him the slightest bit of attention. Because none of them cotton on that 'prim and proper Royal Knight' Link and 'I will defeat this Lynel with a stick, a pot lid and a bucket load of adrenaline' Wild Child Hero is the same man. Especially with how many masks he owned.
When they walk away and are out of sight and earshot Zelda just raises her eyebrow with a smile and he is like '...I can explain...it made sense at the time'
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snakeredbirdbatkatana · 6 months
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Tim Drake is usually called the smart Robin which I like don't get me wrong but all of the bats are smart and I do love my Tim but my Tim is just a bit different.
I want Tim drake half out of his mind fucking with Lex Luthor while he chugs 6 monsters. I want baby stalker who was heavy breathing putting together a red string murder board at 3:00 am with very sketchy stalker pictures of the Wayne's.
I want titans tower where Tim knew it was Jason and is about to home alone that shit. While also internally fanboying and giving Jason tips on how to murder the joker.
Tim Drake who doesn't get disturbed by Ra on Tuesday cause he knows Tim has plans with young Justice and Tim will destroy all of his bases again if he is bothered.
Tim who thought Damian was adorable and everytime he makes an attempt on his life gets a new paint set because that is the Drake way and no little brother of his isn't gonna understand premeditated murder.
TIM Drake who owns up to the clones and the boy who Kon knows is a little murdery gremlin and loves that about his boyfriend.
My Tim drake need to be balls to the wall fucking insane or I don't want that shit.
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one-time-i-dreamt · 2 months
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My siblings and I had to create a portal to the Minecraft Aether to save our dad (who was also a scientist for some reason), then we went on a road trip where we met a feral cat who might have also been God.
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puppetmaster13u · 3 months
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Prompt 184
“Well damn.” 
Jason wrenched his gaze from the mess of red and green spattered across the room, searching for the source of the voice. His head hurt, he wanted his Dad. He wanted Bruce. He… his head hurt. His everything hurt. 
“Honestly, didn’t expect them to find another half-breed. Didn’t think there was another halfa out there…”  
He tore his gaze away from the floor- when had it gotten there- finally finding the other… person? The person giving him an empty smile through some sort of muzzle and missing an entire arm. Well, he couldn’t judge, he’d torn his nails off while digging out of his grave before… this. 
“Hey, kid, don’t sweat it, it’ll grow back,” the man apparently noticed where he was staring, shoulder twitching as he shrugged and more green pouring out. Jason couldn’t stop staring, eyes slipping from the growing pool to the rest of the chains apparently keeping the person on that side of the… room? Cage? Cell? 
“Shit, hey, kid, kid, don’t cry, uh, fuck, shh, kid don’t cry-” the person made a noise, some sort of hum or croon that caused him to relax. To his already brain-damaged confusion. “C’mere, away from the door now, shh…” 
Oh, when had he started to move? It was like he blinked and was stumbling away towards the chained person, practically tripping over a limb before the person managed to catch him. “Ope, oh you’re just a little baby-” a hand, clawed, carefully ran through his hair, tucking him against a rumbling chest that nearly made him tear up again. He wanted Bruce. 
“It’s alright kid, shh, they won’t get you,” the man rumbled, everything about him green to his rapidly closing eyes. Pale skin like a corpse, black scales like rot, hair white like snow, all stained green with blood.  “They’d have to kill me again for that.” 
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st4r-with-a-four · 8 months
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Foreshortening and lighting practice! Ft. Hyde from the glass scientists by @arythusa (I'm normal about this comic-)
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