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Not what I usually post but look at that wawa go!

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possession horror where the thing possessing the autistic character causes them to behave in a more neurotypical way. autistic possession horror where the thing inside you is easier to communicate with than you are, the thing inside you doesn’t have a flat affect, the thing inside you doesn’t let your body stim, the thing inside you is how you were told to behave and you can only do it when you are no longer you. autistic possession horror where you will never forget that everyone liked it better than you before they found out something was controlling you. autistic possession horror where they know what’s inside you isn’t you and debate whether it would be easier for everyone to leave you like this anyway. you agree. reblog.

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Sleep may not just be rest for the mind—it may be essential maintenance for the body's power supply. A new study by University of Oxford researchers, published in Nature, reveals that the pressure to sleep arises from a build-up of electrical stress in the tiny energy generators inside brain cells. The discovery offers a physical explanation for the biological drive to sleep and could reshape how scientists think about sleep, aging, and neurological disease.

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just learned that magnolias are so old that they’re pollinated by beetles because they existed before bees

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oh fuck this is a really good hill i gotta die on this

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He's got a quest available

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Today's Seal Is: Big Ol' Worm

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along us

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Mycorrhizal networks - Another Flood pov practice

The Body is not chitin, but it is covered in plates that the Chorus can worm between. The Body moves, heat and movement and sound is its undoing. Long sleeping spores cover its surface and millennia old instinct drives propagation. There is always a crack where the light shines through and seeking spores float on entropy and malice to find them. Spores beget threads beget tendrils.

Notes form in the Body's mind. Small songs sung in quiet voices, ancient hymns following the old knowledge. The music grows as does the network of mycelium-like threads spreading through the Body, wrapping tightly around muscle and bone and nerve. The mind clouds over as anchors form and new songs lead the dance to more productive measures.

The Body is strong. It was made, adapted over time to outlast all others in its species' own pursuit of survival. The Body was changed, warped and stretched, reinforced and molded, amplified to adapt, just as the Chorus does. The hymns rumble through the Body as the web tightens and the meat learns how to move under this new power. The Body jerks and locomotes strangely, the mind trapped and then subsumed as the Chorus takes what it needs. Knowledge and experience and a host made pliant as the web infiltrates the brain and nerves. Signals sent in panic never reach their destination, neurotransmitters and chemicals shift as the song fills the mind and the Body joins the dance.

Its shell flashes warnings that are quickly drowned out by the Chorus. Nothing will hinder the song. More will join the Chorus soon. Propagation continues.

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While you have unequivocally fixed this, I fear you may have missed an important detail