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@sharsmoon
Fucking hell I knew the answer because I have read Red River/Anatomic Story about a billion times. Also totally in love with Ramses.
I haven’t been on this account in forever and have been scrolling through it for nostalgia’s sake. And, Lord have mercy, look at that typo. XD I am dying
It’s supposed to be Red River/Anatolia Story, not Anatomic Story. xD XD XD
*laughs forever*
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btw… important PSA: cutting off the mold on the surface of food does nothing. you can only see the spores on the surface, but mold itself has spread and grown roots into the food. by the time you can actually *see* the spores, that piece of food is completely full of it. youre still eating mold.
many of which are poisonous and have been shown to cause cancer. youre not even supposed to sniff it, because that can get spores into your lungs. like if you look up the health and safety guidelines for mold they barely stop short of telling you to put on a hazmat suit.
like produce is okay as long as you cut around it at least an inch, but cooked foods? you gonna die. stop eating mold people
does that include bread
it’s been linked to before but this is a good solid source
http://www.fsis.usda.gov/wps/portal/fsis/topics/food-safety-education/get-answers/food-safety-fact-sheets/safe-food-handling/molds-on-food-are-they-dangerous_/ct_index
and there’s a lot of ‘whose doing this!?!??’ in comments
the answer is, unsurprisingly, poor people. poor people, and people who fear poverty, honestly
it’s horrible what that will do, how people will endanger themselves because of it, of fear of food scarcity
source for that: me, a lifetime of living under the poverty line and also being mentally ill
I already knew this but I am rebageling this post to warn others! <3
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Is this blog dead?
Sorta....I may post/Reblog stuff on this blog at one point or another. I guess you could say I'm on hiatus.
but then we started suffering
So we have been running from zombies for a few good hours and finally get to a town that seems way to perfect. We ask the mayor why and he leads us to a basement with a child in it.
DM: The child is badly wounded and in constant pain. All pain that happens in this town is redirected to the child.
Rouge (me): (has a bad past as a kid) oh you poor thing, that’s it I’m adopting you
Mage: *snaps the kids neck*
Rouge: dude what the hell?! I was gonna adopt and protect her!!
Mage: I just ended her suffering
and then we had to fight a monster since snapping that kids neck released it
someone give these kids a got danm hair brush
@youridiotwriter
generally I love raccoons but this looks like an enemy from a Souls game
ok lemme just address another ‘real ghost story’ staple for a sec
did u know that many electronic items, including toys, radios, clocks, and phones, contain small batteries to power stuff like memory, which are not visible to the user and are not the batteries the user replaces?
ordinarily, they don’t run the item. they just keep your alarm clock settings or whatever from getting erased every time you unplug the thing or swap batteries. they maintain your annoying noisemaking toy’s library of annoying noises, because it doesn’t have a little disk drive, it has a chip. normally, when your electronic item is powered off, unplugged, de-batteried, that tiny battery does totally nothing.
but sometimes, due to a short circuit, a power surge, static electricity, or physical damage, that little battery will discharge in a way that allows the item to power on for a few seconds, maybe a few minutes, depending on the charge it holds and the circumsances and so forth.
what i’m getting at here is, that time when you got creeped out by your furby and took the batteries out, and then one dark night it woke you up by talking in slow motion but as soon as you got up it stopped? so you decided to burn it on the barbecue in case it was full of satan? it wasn’t full of satan, it was full of computer chips and a watch battery. you got scared witless by static electricity. and you still haven’t solved the real mystery, which is why anyone wants a furby in the first place. seriously, what the fuck, it sounds like an adenoidal thirty-something pretending to be a baby FROM HELL. that short circuit CURED it of satantude. learn science, jeez.
Is this why those fucking singing birthday candles still sing once the candle is out, the battery has been removed, and everyone at the party has stomped on it and put it in the trash in pieces?
no, those are actually possessed. use holy water.
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Inktoberwatch day 23, Sombra, or: I really have no idea
Player (OOC): “My necromancer goes over to the chest you guys are looting and simply reaches over and takes the onyx tiara from the ranger’s hands, puts it on and walks away, showing no interest in the other treasure.”
Necromancer: “You will refer to me as princess now!”
Ranger: “I tend to forget she’s like twelve when she has zombies following and obeying her.”
Necromancer: “I am royalty now, haha!”
How to write Uzumaki Karin:
I’ve been talking about making this how-to guide (and promised it weeks ago), so let’s get to it. Here’s some dos and don’ts for writing Karin, and some corrected misconceptions. Contact me if you have any more questions.
What I’m going to cover is partly common mistakes, partly actually writing her, and partly facts that people miss, ignore, forget, or deliberately exclude.
Note: we’re going with manga Karin, not anime. This means the backstory is based off of her Databook entry, rather than the episode we’ve seen, as well some personality differences.
Due to Kishi’s writing of women having them usually acting as satellite characters to men, this will inevitably also have a lot to do with Sasuke. It doesn’t help that most misconceptions in regards to Karin have something to do with her crush on Sasuke, and I would like to debunk said misconceptions where I can. There’s a big section on that.
You don’t have to read everything, since this is long enough to stick under a read-more. You can just read the left-most bulletpoints. Everything that’s indented is elaboration, explanation, or canon evidence.
Keep reading
You’re in charge of assigning every child on Earth the monster under their bed. One child in particular has caused every monster assigned to him/her to quit. You decide to assign yourself.
Case: #273402 Status: Disastrous.
I stare at the file and realize I have no options, over the last 2 years every monster assigned to Charlotte Dower has quit, every last one. Her first monster; a giant goldfish-faced humanoid named Bubba, had been with her for four years, and then she wasn’t scared of him anymore. After that it was a string of different common, uncommon, and rare monsters… I even assigned a sentient sock monster to her. He came back crying! I look on my tablet, only one assignable monster left; myself. Field work has never been my cup of tea, but desperate times call for desperate measures. So at 8:03 pm, after Mrs. Gideon tucks in Charlotte and her little brother Daniel; I slither into the space beneath Charlotte’s bed. Across the room underneath Daniel’s crib is a rookie, Chico, a standard Creep kind of monster. I turn my attention to the bed above me, Charlotte is still awake but barely, I reach up over the bed and run an ice cold finger over her cheek, silence, so I do it again. “I’m not afraid of you monster!” She whispers, but her voice is shaking. I can see a small clock on the wall 8:14, a door somewhere in the house slams and there is an audible hitch of breath from above me. A few minutes go by I can hear Francis Gideon yelling at his wife. There are heavy footsteps on the stairs, and loud panting breaths, Charlotte scrambles off the bed and… She. CRAWLS. Under. The. Bed. With. Me. “Move. Over!” Charlotte hisses at me. I do. The door to the bedroom slams open and I smell the stench of human intoxicants before the man even steps inside. I know why Charlotte isn’t afraid of any of my monsters; she’s afraid of her own. Francis reaches a hand under the bed and I thrust my wrist into it, he starts to pull, I slither out. “What the…” I cut Francis’s next words off by unfolding to my full 12 foot height. Looming over the drunken man I caress my cold fingers down his face. “If you ever touch, scare, or harm my child again, I will find you, and I will do the same to you, for all eternity.” I promise to him. As Francis runs from the room he soils himself. I pull Charlotte from under the bed, tuck her back under her covers and kiss her forehead goodnight. “I’ll be back tomorrow night, sleep well darling.” Charlotte Dower is my child, I am the monster under her bed.
WELL GODAMN, WE HAVE OURSELVES A WINNER
Holy shit I’m gonna cry that’s beautiful.
DAMN!
Go BIG or go home.
Playing a Pathfinder game that started spooky, but degenerated into campy silliness. Whilst fighting a buxom Vampiress and her roided out ghoul goons: Sacred Flame Bloodrager: (Confirms Crit, leans back from the table pointing at the second 20 in a row) DM: Again?! Alright alright, roll damage. SF Bloodrager: (9d6 rattle across the table) 141, 60 of it’s fire DM: Welp, that ghoul’s TWO piles of ash… Our SF Bloodrager managed to do the majority of the damage to all of the minions, yet when we get to the Vampiress, and she’s nearly down for the count. DM: She looks like she’s on the ropes. Her gown in tatters, and the room isn’t doing much better. Rogue (The Face): So, will you release your curse on the populous, or do I let Mister Sparkleflame deal with you? DM (Vamp): How exactly would you “Deal” with me? A steak through the heart? Are you so damned cliche? Unless you struck with the might of a god, you could never hope to finish me off! SF BR “Sparkleflame”: Challenge accepted. [ooc] I go for the coup de grace, Power Attack, Empowered Spell Strike. The works. DM: Alright Sparkles, do your thing, you’ll have to get at LEAST a hundre- “Sparkleflame” grabs the DM by the shoulder and forces him to look at the nat 20 DM: I hate you, Josh. Confirm. -20- DM: NO! NO! I REFUSE to accept it. Roll again. -19- DM head now in hands. Fine, but you better hope you roll no ones. -stern glare and pointing finger- Josh “Sparkleflame”: 200. Even. DM deflates, leaning back in his chair: How the hell do you do this? Sacred Flame Bloodrager, (Josh) “Sparkleflame”: I like big crits and the dice don’t lie. DM: Get out. Needless to say, Sparkleflame Crittenhuge’s new moniker stuck. [Angel Blooded Aasimar, Fire Elemental Bloodline Bloodrager, w/ Magus alternative multiclassing, for reference]
This is one of the best aquatic turtle enclosures I have ever seen. While it seems over the top, everything present is necessary for happy, healthy turtles. At least 100 gallons of water, filter, heater, basking lamp, UV light, haul out area, and dry land. If all aquatic turtles were kept this way I’d never see any because they would rarely get sick.
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THERE’S MORE OF THIS?!?!?!?!
YAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSS
I have no idea what’s going on. I only know that it is glorious.
