EX SCIENTIAE !

ind. prv. sem-sel. by riker.

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                                 our bodies crave a lot of things that end in loss.

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moved blogs! threads will be continued here.

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someone write in irken!verse with me where mem overhears zim/tak/etc talking shit about him [in irken] and he slips up and responds in fluent irken and now has to explain to a gremlin how he was ex-tallest

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pssst. interact for a starter with this vague plot

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drafts: 2

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the professor watched as the irken wandered his way around the room, watching his eyes as they shifted around, noting their near-plastic sheen. he paused to think for a moment before pressing a button hidden beneath his glove. a shimmering light appeared for just a second before revealing a baby elephant.

❝ alright. you’ve got me. ❞

@phztwo // x

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send........ help

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which makes me think, what does irken sound like? what real-life language parallel do we have?

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someone write in irken!verse with me where mem overhears zim/tak/etc talking shit about him [in irken] and he slips up and responds in fluent irken and now has to explain to a gremlin how he was ex-tallest

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i bought waffles today just to screech “GUESS WHO MADE WAFFLES!” at the top of my lungs as they were finished

[it-keef]

((Hnnnnnng Incorrect quotes))

Membrane: I regret creating you

Dib: Then get rid of me pussy. 

[almightiestinvader]

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[ minecraft villager voice ] hrmm

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headcanon that while dib never claimed to have had a goth phase ever, gaz’s music tastes definitely affected dib’s. karaoke in the car ensues whenever either of them have the aux on a long drive

some notes:

gaz is easily the better singer out of the two. her singing voice, while very sweet, isn’t loud at all and it’s obvious that she’s not really putting her all into it since she doesn’t wanna waste all her energy on screaming her lungs out unlike a certain somebody

dib however. terrible. however, he’s very passionate, and he really brings the car alive, at least until the halfway mark of the song. his voice easily gives out for a while but at the very least he’ll try to burst out the lyrics that click with him the most 

professor membrane does actually enjoy putting music on during car rides, but refuses to pay attention to anything but the road. therefore, having the kids control the car music is much preferred. 

that said, he doesn’t 100% get half of his music tastes but is okay with whatever stimulates them. he’s also the type to REALLY pay attention to the lyrics even on first listen and he tends to make comments about the song as it plays as his contribution to reacting to the song

also heres the song being played if ya dont know it, fellas 

[sweetlambeyed]

family picturessss

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Membrane: I’ve done the best I could to raise you! Have I been perfect? No.

Membrane: Do I know anything about children? No.

Membrane: Should I have picked up a book on parenting? Probably!

Dib:  >:/

Gaz: -_-

Membrane Where was I going with this? I had a point.

[kneltnotbowed]

exscientiae‌:

❝ of course! there is no evidence of any such thing being possible. therefore, it is impossible. ❞

the professor straightened up his posture before putting his hands at his hips.

❝ i suppose i should entertain myself then! hello. how have you been? it has been years since i last saw you. ❞

“That is literally the opposite of how Science works, but carry on with your insane delusions as you wish.”  The tone Dib uses is likely familiar, given that he heard it often enough when his Father spoke to him.  A mix of pity and condescension and disappointment.

“And blatantly restarting a conversation in the middle with spoken intent of entertaining yourself is both rude and juvenile.  How and why does anyone put up with you?”  Normally, he would never say anything so blatantly rude himself, but it just spills out of him when confronted with this visage of his Father treating him like this.  He is not a powerless child who has to put up with it and still scramble for approval anymore.

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❝ who are you to dictate what does and does not work in the world of science? as far as i know, you haven’t chosen the right path - instead you’ve stuck with your insane fantasies about aliens and spells... ❞

there’s a considerable moment of silence as the professor took his son’s words in.

❝ they put up with me because i am their boss - and you, i am your father... ❞

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positronicoverlore‌:

Okay, now he was mad. He put a bit more force in his arms and pushed the scientist back enough to force him away a few feet.

“ Do you now how unbelievably RUDE that is?! Jeez! And you’re a SCIENTIST! Get a grip on yourself!”

A passion project? HIM? That earned the human a cold, bitter chuckle.

“ No no…..I was a failed experiment by a guy who just wouldn’t stop playing God until he created that one, perfect android….”

while his arms may be super strong due to enhancements, his legs are not - and, when the android pushed him away, he went stumbling back. if he didn’t catch himself on a table, he would’ve fallen flat on his ass as eyebrows raised.

❝ curious. ❞ he commented, taking a second to reorient himself.  ❝ so, who did make you? ❞

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the professor had the collar of his labcoat unbuttoned, allowing for him to see the pale green skin upon his neck and razor-sharp teeth threatening to tear anything apart in a mirror. it was there he stood until he heard a noise coming from behind him. quickly, he buttoned up his collar, and turned to face the newcomer.

❝ you know, it’s rude to walk in on someone without knocking. ❞

@irken-tenn // sc.

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so i go to paste the quote thingies for a reply and