#Cerebral Rot

[formulas-fatal-to-your-mom]

[charlottan]

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[blastbeatdbeat]

Cerebral Rot - Odious Descent Into Decay

[nowonlyghosts]

Cerebral Rot // Excretion of Mortality (2021)

[gavischneider]

RIP Cerebral Rot. Glad we're still getting music from (some) of these guys.

[album-a-day-project]

3/15/22

Cerebral Rot

Excretion of Mortality

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Seattle death metal. More downtempo than I would have liked as it's more old-school. Going to see them soon in Brooklyn. The album cover is an absolute 10/10 with the logo completely illegible, the gruesome photo and the title of the album in pretty script. A masterpiece.

4/10

[deadly-nightshade]

Cerebral Rot live at Saint Vitus 2023

[dailyhealthcareblog]

Cerebral Malaria

Cerebral malaria can be fatal and is one of the most dangerous complications of acute malaria. It usually affects adults, especially those with a weakened immune system as well as pregnant women. Fortunately, there are ways to prevent cerebral malaria and manage its symptoms if it develops. it occurs when the malaria parasite infects the brain rather than red blood cells. The result is that insufficient amounts of oxygen reach the brain which can have devastating consequences. Cerebral malaria can be very serious and may lead to death in some cases.

What to Know About Cerebral Malaria

Cerebral malaria is one of the most dangerous complications of acute malaria, which is a disease caused by parasitic infection from a mosquito bite. Cerebral malaria occurs when the malaria parasite infects the brain rather than red blood cells. This can result in insufficient amounts of oxygen reaching the brain, which can have devastating consequences. This malaria can be very serious and may lead to death in some cases. In many cases, however, people with cerebral malaria will recover with treatment and without any lasting effects. People with a weakened immune system, such as pregnant women and people with chronic diseases, are at a higher risk of developing cerebral malaria. Cerebral malaria occurs most often during the rainy season and in countries where malaria is common.

Get Lots of Rest

If you have been diagnosed with cerebral malaria, it is important to rest as much as possible while you are recovering. Getting plenty of rest will help to ensure that your body gets the rest it needs while fighting against the infection. This will also ensure that you are not overdoing it and putting yourself at risk of a relapse. Cognitive activities are generally not recommended, as they can increase your heart rate and make you breathe more heavily than you should be. When you are resting, you can also help yourself to recover faster by sleeping as much as possible. The more you rest, the less energy you will use and the less oxygen you will consume. This will result in your blood flow improving, which can help to enhance your recovery from cerebral malaria.

Take Medication

It is often treated with anti-malarial drugs, both during the acute phase of the disease and after the symptoms have subsided. Anti-malarial medication is usually prescribed to prevent malaria parasites from developing in the blood. In some cases, it can also be prescribed to treat malaria after it has occurred. The medication will also kill the parasites that have infected the brain which can help to prevent any further damage. Anti-malaria medication should be taken as prescribed, even after you are feeling better.

[maquina-semiotica]

Cerebral Rot, "Odious Descent into Decay"

[sillycicle]

*walks up to the mic*

Mha brain rot

The crowd boos as I walk away, tripping on my way down the stairs

[legobiwan]

Cut Scenes #1

Sometimes you have really good ideas, but they just. don't. fit. into your story (no matter how hard you try to push the triangle into the rectangle hole). So, as I get back on the writing horse (heigh-yo silver and all that jazz), have a continuing series of cut scenes that will likely never find a home. (Also known as, why am I giving these guys such an angsty backstory? I'm sorry, Mario and Luigi, one day I'll write you something that isn't my usual brand of melodrama. Maybe a baseball story because do I have ideas about who'd they be rooting for in 1980-whatever. Also, let's hope that some of these future cut scenes will also involve my Star Wars stuff, as well).

Anyway, Cut Scene #1, from an ongoing SPM fic I'm working on that's going to be a Mario POV during the events of Mr. L because apparently I cannot shake this storyline from my head.

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Yes, they had fought, had hurt each other, even. But never with the intent to truly do harm, to damage the other in a way that couldn’t be taken back, couldn’t be assuaged with a mumbled apology or mended with a desperate hug. 

Only once had Luigi attacked him with intent, with raw violence, but even then…

Luigi was stalking through the apartment, overturning papers and books, opening drawers and cabinets and closet doors with wild and noisy abandon. He emerged from the bathroom with a long, metal pipe, which he gave a few experimental swings, nearly taking out a stubby beige lamp perched on the edge of a ring-stained coffee table.  

"I'm going down to Red Hook and dealing with them," he muttered at Mario, "them" being the men who had plucked their father’s plumbing business right from under their noses, the deal finalized not even an hour after Dad's body had been laid in the earth. 

Like hell he is, Mario thought, picking his way across the cluttered floor as Luigi was busying himself wrapping the last roll of electrical tape around the base of his improvised weapon. 

Brick wall, Mario told himself, recalling his nickname from high school as he took position in front of the apartment door, crossing his arms against his burly chest. It didn't matter how much abuse Luigi hurled at him, he'd be a brick wall. It didn't matter if Luigi hated him forever, he'd be a brick wall. It didn't matter if Luigi started throwing punches, or tried to send his head over the right field wall of Shea Stadium with that damn pipe. Mario was going to stand there for the next twenty years if that was what it took. Because his baby brother was being an idiot and was going to get himself pounded into next year - or worse - by the Marinellis and their goon squad if Mario let him leave this apartment.

It went as badly as he expected, Luigi making the leap from insults and curses to spitting and threats, rushing at him, pipe brandished over his head.

Mario let it happen. He let his little brother slam metal into cheap plaster. Let him pound his fists against hard muscle and fragile bone. Let him carry out his rage again and again until they both collapsed into a sweaty, panting heap on the tacky linoleum floor, Luigi half in Mario’s lap, sobbing into his brother’s bloodied, torn shirt.

...but even then, Luigi had been acting out of hurt, out of anger and pain. Not staring Mario in the face, cackling wildly about the end of the world while calling a gigantic laser-shooting robot to his side.

[birchf0x]

Couple’s Therapy.

I have to draw my headed image. Work In Progress

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[heich0e]

will u guys still be my friends if i write something that is so obviously a self insert it's painful