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dokisforryoji:

やせいの マイユニが あらわれた! by 名無し
gly9h-the-hellhound:

pillory:

Oscar was adopted as a kitten from an animal shelter and grew up in the third-floor end-stage dementia unit at Steere House Nursing and Rehabilitation Center in Providence, Rhode Island. The 41-bed unit treats people with Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s disease and other illnesses, most of whom are in the end stage of life and are generally unaware of their surroundings. Oscar was one of six cats adopted by Steere House, which bills itself as a “pet friendly” facility.
After about six months, the staff noticed that Oscar, just like the doctors and nurses, would make his own rounds. Oscar would sniff and observe patients, then curl up to sleep with certain ones. The patients he would sleep with often died within several hours of his arrival. One of the first cases involved a patient who had a blood clot in her leg that was ice cold at the time. Oscar wrapped his body around her leg and stayed until the woman died.In another instance, the doctor had made a determination of impending death based on the patient’s condition, while Oscar simply walked away, causing the doctor to believe that Oscar’s streak (12 at the time) had ended. However, it would be later discovered that the doctor’s prognosis was simply 10 hours too early: Oscar later visited the patient, who died two hours later.
Oscar’s accuracy led the staff to institute a new and unusual protocol: once he is discovered sleeping with a patient, staff will call family members to notify them of the patient’s (expected) impending death.
Most of the time the patient’s family has no issue with Oscar being present at the time of death. On those occasions when he is removed from the room at the family’s request, he is known to pace back and forth in front of the door and meow in protest. When present, Oscar will stay by the patient until they die, then after death will quietly leave the room.

i find this very interesting as this behavior seems common in many cats that reside in mental and nursing homes. Often sharing the bed of the soon to be deceased. In the ancient world cats were revered by many cultures, most famously Ancient Egypt, as guardians of the underworld, keepers of the gate of death, and sometimes even harbingers of death itself. This makes me wonder whether this behavior was observed during ancient times as well and perhaps prompted this belief and many practices surrounding it. 

gly9h-the-hellhound:

pillory:

Oscar was adopted as a kitten from an animal shelter and grew up in the third-floor end-stage dementia unit at Steere House Nursing and Rehabilitation Center in Providence, Rhode Island. The 41-bed unit treats people with Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s disease and other illnesses, most of whom are in the end stage of life and are generally unaware of their surroundings. Oscar was one of six cats adopted by Steere House, which bills itself as a “pet friendly” facility.

After about six months, the staff noticed that Oscar, just like the doctors and nurses, would make his own rounds. Oscar would sniff and observe patients, then curl up to sleep with certain ones. The patients he would sleep with often died within several hours of his arrival. One of the first cases involved a patient who had a blood clot in her leg that was ice cold at the time. Oscar wrapped his body around her leg and stayed until the woman died.In another instance, the doctor had made a determination of impending death based on the patient’s condition, while Oscar simply walked away, causing the doctor to believe that Oscar’s streak (12 at the time) had ended. However, it would be later discovered that the doctor’s prognosis was simply 10 hours too early: Oscar later visited the patient, who died two hours later.

Oscar’s accuracy led the staff to institute a new and unusual protocol: once he is discovered sleeping with a patient, staff will call family members to notify them of the patient’s (expected) impending death.

Most of the time the patient’s family has no issue with Oscar being present at the time of death. On those occasions when he is removed from the room at the family’s request, he is known to pace back and forth in front of the door and meow in protest. When present, Oscar will stay by the patient until they die, then after death will quietly leave the room.

i find this very interesting as this behavior seems common in many cats that reside in mental and nursing homes. Often sharing the bed of the soon to be deceased. In the ancient world cats were revered by many cultures, most famously Ancient Egypt, as guardians of the underworld, keepers of the gate of death, and sometimes even harbingers of death itself. This makes me wonder whether this behavior was observed during ancient times as well and perhaps prompted this belief and many practices surrounding it. 

fruit-de-la-mer:

this is literally one of my favorite pieces of art ever

amywinterbreeze:

mishaswhore:

asktheoakenshieldbros:

goquackyourself:

fuckyeah-kasumisty:

can-you-feel-the-gay-tonight:

a-big-guy-named-tiny:

SCIENCE!

science has figured out how to open a portal to hell

  #holy shit #imagine doing this in the middle ages #you could rule a small town through fear  

It’s Cthulhu!!!!!!!!

sand
alcohol or lighter fluid
sugar  
Mix 4 parts powdered sugar with 1 part baking soda. 
Make a mound with the sand. Push a depression into the middle of the sand.
Pour the alcohol or other fuel into the sand to wet it.
Pour the sugar and baking soda mixture into the depression.
Ignite the mound, using a lighter or match.


Oh tumblr, what would we do without you.

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amywinterbreeze:

mishaswhore:

asktheoakenshieldbros:

goquackyourself:

fuckyeah-kasumisty:

can-you-feel-the-gay-tonight:

a-big-guy-named-tiny:

SCIENCE!

science has figured out how to open a portal to hell

It’s Cthulhu!!!!!!!!

  • sand
  • alcohol or lighter fluid
  • sugar  
  1. Mix 4 parts powdered sugar with 1 part baking soda. 
  2. Make a mound with the sand. Push a depression into the middle of the sand.
  3. Pour the alcohol or other fuel into the sand to wet it.
  4. Pour the sugar and baking soda mixture into the depression.
  5. Ignite the mound, using a lighter or match.

Oh tumblr, what would we do without you.

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helioscentrifuge:

aprilfoolromance:

Dr. William Forscher Experiment Log
Experiment #04781: Magnesect, the Mournful Pokémon.

Early research conducted on the evolution of Paras into Parasect and the process involved with its spores concluded that the spores themselves became the dominant life-source of the Pokémon upon growth. This information was first published by Professor Oak, creator of the Pokédex; however, it’s theorized that early Pokémon masters had a rudimentary understanding of the relationship between the insect and its spores, given the often impersonal relationship maintained between most publicized Parasect trainers and their Pokémon. These trainers would often have strong bonds with their team, yet would utilize Parasect as a type of organic machine, rather than a living creature.

Further study into the curious nature of the Pokémon revealed that, upon evolution, the spores of the Pokémon seem to simply put it in a catatonic state. Though the mushroom does the primary ‘thinking’, the body is still alive in its most basic form, and is still capable and required to function as a living host in order for the spores to stay healthy and strong. It was observed that Parasect consume organic matter for its energy to revitalize the mushroom atop its back; ergo, it was hypothesized that the mushroom was supplying the Pokémon vital nutrients for survival.

In conducting Experiment #04781, our goal was to determine the effects of a living, conscious host integrated with its organic master. After numerous unsuccessful attempts to revive the creature within the mushroom— experiments which often resulted in the release of defensive toxic spores from its back— it was suggested that a secondary, non-organic host be spliced with the Pokémon to balance the attention of the controlling spores released into it. Magnemite was proposed as both an excellent non-organic Pokémon test subject as well as an acceptable power source to successfully revitalize the catatonic creature within the mushroom.

For the purposes of the experiment, we gave #04781 a name: Magnesect. This spliced Pokémon went through several variant degrees of applied electricity before a successful, living result was created. The Magnemite was spliced and dominantly maintained control of the creature’s brain, purging the spores from within it. Its bolts were recreated and used to secure its mutated form in place within the Parasect’s body. The strain of the machine on the Pokémon caused many fissures in its exoskeleton, exposing ligaments often associated with non-insect life.

For the Pokémon itself, the Parasect life-form is capable of seeing— visual electronic receptors installed within the body of the Magnemite that connect to its limited occipital lobe— and is capable of digesting food without the aid of the mushroom cap on its back. Injuries caused from the splicing have shown some consequence: the spores have increased in ferocity within the Pokémon, and are far more numerous. Despite our best efforts to maintain a consistent harmony between the influence of the machine and the mushroom’s spores within the Pokémon, a constant battle for dominance between the two are observed within the Pokémon, with the life-form caught in the painful struggle.

Attempts to raise Magnesect have resulted in across-the-board failure. The Pokémon appears to be in constant, endless pain from these struggles. It seems to only eat via command of the machine and mushroom controlling it; when these influences are forced ‘off’, it ceases all function in an attempt to end itself through malnourishment. Its enhanced vision is put to little use due to visual warping caused by its perpetual tearing and cries. The only seeming benefit of this genetic splicing is the result caused upon the spores themselves: their viciousness and toxicity is unlike any other seen within the Pokémon world. It’s as though it’s attempting to adapt to the machine within the creature in an effort to purge it from— or envelope it into— the Pokémon’s physiology.

Continued research and study is suggested: over time, the spores may well adapt into life previously unseen, and the Pokémon may be perfected into new form. With the influence of machine within it, it’s entirely possible that a perpetual state of evolution may be attained over multiple generations. Currently, however, it is not recommended as a battle-ready Pokémon, unless put to use against opponents who utilize non-offensive strategies early in battle— again, the toxicity of its spores are truly amazing.

Submitted for your review. Attached is our suggested entry for our catalog of experimental Pokédex entries. This information is confidential, and should not be published to the National Pokédex.

Details regarding our other ongoing experiments forthcoming.

Pokédex Entry: Its pained cries are filled with sorrow. During battle, it seems to act more aggressive and desperate when its opponent is not attacking it.

Artist’s Notes

I wanted to jump in and join the pokemon fusion fun :D Picked Magnesect because it looked really interesting and undead. To give it a nice touch, I requested by husband to put some background to it :]

holy shit


“A friend took this pic in Arizona USA. The meteorologists don’t have a name for it. Seems to be high energy to be in a Rainbow and a tornado! ”

“A friend took this pic in Arizona USA. The meteorologists don’t have a name for it. 
Seems to be high energy to be in a Rainbow and a tornado!
 ”

Problems with being a male
Having emotions is seen as weakness
Admitting weakness is seen as an even greater weakness
Being called a sexual deviant or a pervert because you were expressing your sexuality
A girl beating you in any physical competition makes you inferior
Being superficial makes you a pig but a woman being superficial is fine
Makeup isn't even an option
Not living up to the insanely unrealistic ideal of manhood automatically makes you gay
Being gay is seen as weak
You can't control the size of your "manhood"
You can't report sexual assaults because being a male victim is worse than being the rapist
No male specific support groups or movements
Unequal parental rights
Extreme feminists treating you less than human
Women can blame all men or say they are all the same but if a man blames women they're sexist pigs
People dismissing your problems automatically because the universe is obviously rigged in your favour in every scenario imaginable
No one will read this past the title
boss-snikrot:

maaiwile:

halo4:

kyurem:

Pokebeach just posted this..

DUAL TYPED ATTACKS !!!!!!!!

Good God

EVs are being given more importance? I don’t know if I like the sound of that.
On the other hand, I like the flying/levitate thing. :D

boss-snikrot:

maaiwile:

halo4:

kyurem:

Pokebeach just posted this..

DUAL TYPED ATTACKS !!!!!!!!

Good God

EVs are being given more importance? I don’t know if I like the sound of that.

On the other hand, I like the flying/levitate thing. :D

boss-snikrot:

embroidedmelody:

bryainiac:

This is a handheld gamecube.



Oh my. I want. A lot.

boss-snikrot:

embroidedmelody:

bryainiac:

This is a handheld gamecube.

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Oh my. I want. A lot.

Quick you’re suddenly a cop patrolling at two in the morning. You look over and running at you is a fat man in shorts and a doctor whooves shirt carrying a bottle of peach faygo running at you. What do you do?

hubedihubbe:

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Rapunzel meets Sandy.
And the elves are to a great help.

roswell73:

I haven’t heard a peep from my coworkers all day.

roswell73:

I haven’t heard a peep from my coworkers all day.

long-romantic-walk-to-the-fridge:

derping-hetastuck:

long-romantic-walk-to-the-fridge:

long-romantic-walk-to-the-fridge:

long-romantic-walk-to-the-fridge:

jingle bells, jingle bells

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never try to break out into song on tumbler.com

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never say tumbler on tumblr.corn

WHAT THE FUCK??? TUMBLR.CORN???

JESUS ARE PEOPLE NEVER HAPPY HERE ON TUMBLOO.CUCUMBER

riddle-my-hiddles:

tardisparadox:

thestarsgowaltzingout:emilytea10:invisiblecashews:

Actually,  the photographs are spaced ten years apart, not sixteen.

1912 to 1922.

The young, homeless (but no less dapper) wanderer shown in the first survived the sinking of the Titanic and swam to the shores of West Egg. There he built a life and a large, empty house, in an effort to win the heart of the wealthy, upper class woman he’d fallen in love with a decade earlier and had been separated from against his will.

He shed his earlier identity, and changed his name to reflect his new station. Jack was now known as Jay Gatsby, the eccentric millionaire who threw parties every night in the hopes that one day his love would show up and spin with him as they had long ago in the dance hall of the lower decks.

#and he still ends up dead floating in the water

holy shit

And then, at the beginning of Inception, he starts out washed up on a shore.

still no oscar