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blessed be the scavengers
terfs fuck off
made in 2024
You lost your keys again?
A pretty gnarly thing is they got the jaw of St. Anthony of Padua as a relic, and the reliquary goes hard af.
So I had this idea and I drew it as fast as I could
This here is what I'm talking about...
ambiguous birds
Deer bones in a tree… Rib cage/bird nest
So I think I can post this field of dead sheep now that they look kinda like piles of wool. I counted 51 in a baseball-field-sized field the first time I saw them. Video here. I also found a dog and if you gave me a few hours I'd probably be able to count 50 more in nearby fields. Maybe more.
If you're wondering what killed them, my three guesses are:
Harsh winter (I first saw them less deflated in April, when the snow finally thawed revealing a whole winter of death)
Pneumonia (I heard that some sheep around here were dying of that, but I don't know)
Maybe this is a normal death rate considering there are a ton of live sheep around, and this is just where the farmer(s) piled up their deads all winter. This 2018 document said there were 345,000 sheep in WY that year. I'm sure I've seen thousands within a few hours of driving around this place.
Two bucks frozen in a pond in antlerlock
compilation of my little guys
Gyx, a big gross vulture I did for Big Bads, a dnd monster manual!
Be sure to back the project if you want to support me and get a really cool book of bosses for your next campaign!
I Will Be Made a New Creature - Brendon Burton
Emma Kisiel holds a bachelor of fine arts with an emphasis in photography from the University of Colorado Denver. “At Rest” is a photographic series depicting roadkill on American highways and addressing our human fear of confronting death and viewing the dead. Kisiel’s images draw attention to the fact that, while man has a vast impact on animal and natural life, dominant American religions insist that animals do not have a place in Heaven and are, therefore, of little value in our society. To cause the viewer to feel struck by this truth, Kisiel photographs memorials she builds surrounding roadkill at the location at which its life was taken. “At Rest” expresses the sacredness to the bodies of animals accidentally hit by vehicles while crossing the road.
It's not every day you add a fetal angel to your museum collection!
Just kidding, but it is something pretty special! This deformed guinea hen has four legs! It'll make a great addition to our pathology teaching collection at Prehistoria!
Found a really neat bone at the creek the other day!
This is a jawbone from an opossum. It’s pretty weathered and worn but see all of those tiny round depressions and holes in the bone? They weren’t caused by the elements—those were made by a parasite while the animal was still alive!
This opossum was infected with the Besnoitia darlingi parasite. This parasite creates hundreds if not thousands of tiny cysts in the host animal’s body—in the organs, in the muscles, and even in the bone.
If you’ve followed me for a while you’ve probably seen me post about this particular pathology before because I already have a couple more complete opossum skulls in my collection which also show damage from the Besnoitia darlingi parasite.
This skull came from a dead opossum I found on my property many years ago. Its entire skeleton is pitted with these countless tiny holes—it’s one of the more severe cases I’ve ever seen.
By comparison, this skull displays a much milder case with only a few of the holes present.
Pretty gnarly stuff! I’m excited to have another example to add to my collection.
Decided to use that Walter A. Weber fox for something
Background was initially edited by my roommate and I liked it so I ended up with this
Saint of Sky Burials
An accomplished poet even past their ascension, the Saint of Sky Burials lords over the desert moons in their lonesome. Closely tied to the Saint of Vultures, this cybersaint, dressed in their funerary mask, presides over the corpses of honored terranauts, feeding them to the elements bit by bit.
Find out more about the Cybersaints here
Decomposers’ waltz.