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happy palindromic marijuana day! it's 4:20:24 PM on 4/20/2024. 🌿🌿🌿🌿

according to wikipedia, there are over 2000 terms for weed out there. i compiled a list of all the distinct ones wikipedia lists at time of writing, for funsies

remember that if you're reading a cryptic crossword clue, any of these words could secretly be talking about weed!

10s poof

2 long

25 or twenty-five

30 sack

36 or thirty-six

4 o's

40 sack

420 or four-twenty

50 piece

9 or nine

a draw

acapulco gold

ace

afghani

african

african broccoli

airplane

ak-47

alfalfa

alligator cigarette

ammo

ammy

amnesia

amnesia haze

amsterdam's finest

antiguan rocket

arathi

ashin’ kusher

asparagus

astro turf

aunt mary

baby

bake sale

ball

banga

bar

barney

beenth

benj

benners

bhang

bible worksheets

bifter or bifta

bilge

billy

binbag

bingger

bis

bishop

blaze

blifter

blim

bloop

blue dream

blue goo

blueberry

blueberry diesel

blunt

bob

bob hope

bobatti

bobby brown

bobo

bomber

bone or bag of bones

boner soup

bong

bongo

boo

booboo shit

boof

boogity brown

boone

bottle

bread

brickweed

broccoli

brown buddha

brown frown

bruce banner

bubba kush

bubble kush

bubblegum

bud

budder

buddha

budski

buge

bunk

burger king

c-jizz

cabbage

cactus green

camberwell carrot

cambodian red

cancer weed

cannabidiol or cbd

cannabinol or cbn

cannabis

cannabis edible

cannabis indica

cannabis ruderalis

cannabis sativa

cannabis tea

cannon

caracas

carribean cabbage

catnip

cd's

cess

charas

charlotte's web

cheatham

checkers

cheeba

cheech and chong

cheese

cheg

cherry

chess

chicken

chillum

chiquitty-freddy

chocolate

choof

christmas tree

chronic

chronicles of narnia

climb

clouds

cola

collie

colombian

combustible herbargy

comic books

concentrate

course notes

cousin mary

cow

cripple

critical mass

crop or cro

crunch

curley wurley

cut

cutie pie

d's

da kine

daccha

dagga

dak

dan k. buddinhash

dandelion

daniel nuggetstone

dank

dankinstein

dat sticky icky icky

dave

delta-9

detroit

devil's lettuce

diesel

dime or dime bag

dirt weed

discarded bibles

ditch weed

dives

djamba

dodo

doink

doja

dollar

doobage

doobie

dope

doña juanita

draw

dro

dronabinol

dub or dub sack

dumm

dunce

durban poison

dutchie

dvd's

edible

edwardian morris baskerville

eight ball

eighter

eighth

elbow

electric puha

endo

extract

farmer's daughter

fatty

fatty eight

feral cannabis

feral hemp

fid or fiddy

fifty

fir

fire

flower

forb

forbidden fruit

fossils

fosters

freakus

friendship

frodis

full

funk

funky falafel

g-regs or gregs

gage

gangster gumbo

ganja or ganj

garden gate

gas or gasoline

gauge

george

girl scout cookies

goo

good advice

good giggles

good shit

goofy boots

gorilla glue

grade

grandpa's medicine

grape ape

grapes

grass

green

green badger

green crack

green goddess

green tea

greenery

greenest of the goop

greenest of the green

grefa

griffa

grifo

grizz

guitar hero

guy smiley

gwaai

half

halfer

halfie

half ounce

half quarter

half-o

halfling's leaf

harris

hash

hash oil

hashish

haskell

hawaiian

hay

haze

headies

hemp

henry

herb

herbal jazz cigarette

herbsteins

heyman

hindu kush

holden

holy sacrament

holy weed

houdini

hundy

hungarian hummus

hydro

ice cream

indian hemp

indo or endo

insangu

izm

jack herer

jacket

jamaican gold

jay tokenstein

jazz cabbage

jazz cigarette

jean

jibber

jimmy

jive

jobb

jobb the finest there is

joint

juicy fruit

jupiter's beard

kaka

kevin bacon

key

kibs or kibbies

kief

kif

killara

killer green bud or kgb

killer herb or killa

kilo

kind

kind bud

kine bud

krinze

kush

kushempeng

kutch

l pape

lamb's bread

leaf or leaves

lef

left-handed cigarette

lemon g

lid

lit

little beasts

live resin

loud

louis

lowes

lula

lye

magic

magic cancer

magic dragon

magical brownie

marihoochie

marijuana

mary

mary jane or mj

mary joanna

matanuska thunderfuck or mtf

maui waui or maui-wowie

mbanje

mecca

method

mex

mexican kilobrick

mexican red

mezz

microwave popcorn

mids

mike vick

morning meds

moss

mota or muta

mother mary

movies

muggle or muggles

mull

nabilone

nabiximols

nay nay famous

newguys

nick

nickel or nickel bag

nixon

nodge

northern lights

nug or nugget or nugs

number

o-z or oz

og kush

oil

old toby

onion

onion ozzy

orange bud

oscar

ounce

outdo

pack

pakalolo

panama red

pants

paonia purple

paper

party parsley

phatty

pineapple express

pinner

pipe

pizza

platinum og

plingots

polen

poop

portuguese plant

pot

pound

puff

purple haze

quad

quap

quart

quarter

quasimodo

rainy day woman

ramín

recreational drug

reefbuds

reefer or reefa

reggae cigarette

reggie miller

regs

resin

roach

rodeo

romanian ramen

root

salad

sampson

sappad

schwag

schwanal

schweed

schwugs

scooby-doo

scratchy

seed or seeds

sensimilla or sensimillia

sha-bang-a-bang-a

shake

shakira

shamya

shatter

shirt

shit

shizzle

shuzzit

silly spinach

single

sinsemilla or sinse

sister mary

sixteenth or teenth

skunk

slice

smeed

smoke

smookey smoke

snickle-fritz

snoke

snoop

soap bar

sock

solid

sour diesel

space cake

spank

spinach

spliff

square grouper

squirter-farter

stank

stash

stem

stick or sticks

sticky icky or sticky icky icky

stogie

strawberry cough

stuff

submarine

sup herb bowl

super lemon haze

sweet g

sweet galenas

sweet leaf or sweetleaf

tacos

taima

tapes

tea

ten bag

ten bit

tenners

tens

terpene

tetrahydrocannabinol or thc

texas tea

thai stick

thirteen

thrax

tiger fear

tin or tinny

tincture

tochigishiro

toke

tommy chong

tooka

tree or trees

trichome

trizer

tuppence worth

twamp

tweed

twig

twist

viper

wacky tobaccy or baccy

wax

weed

wheat

white rhino

white russian

white widow

widdle

willie nelson

wisdom weed

wizard

x box

yankey-doodle

yarndi or yarndie

zaza or za

zig-zag

zip

zombie

zone

zoot

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blackrose-ffxiv · 6 years

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Impractical Magic Part 4 05/16

After getting over the initial shock and revulsion of the extraordinarily unsanitary conditions of the summoning; Lebeaux Desrosiers regained the small step he had lost being taken aback. Shifting slightly over to the side to observe more intently as the bloodied circles were scrawled and unusual words muttered. Leaning in slightly as he strained to make out the strange language pale eyes blinking as little as possible in an effort to witness every last motion and gesture. It wasn’t until the language returned to Eorzean that he remembered that he wasn’t actually supposed to be watching this portion. For the sake of his everlasting soul he wasn’t supposed to be observing this sacrosanct mess. Lebeaux made a sacred gesture across his forehead and shoulders, turning away and lowering his gaze. Plausible deniability and all that.

The tear is visible now, like a bleeding wound in the middle of the air, and it is even possible for the perceptive to make out the form of distorted eyes and teeth, and an indistinct fluttering like black wings trapped under glass. Rinha’li Dhavha holds out his bleeding arm to the void tear. “N-now would b-be...an ideal time t-to--get out anything you...you n-need t-to be--b-be tainted --” Rinha'li says between gritted teeth, his eyes focused on something beyond the tear.

Geofferaut Derosiers extracted five petri dishes, knelt down, and slid the first toward the tear.

The bloody, filthy ichor oozes slooooooowly towards the dishes. The more void-educated might suspect the formation of a pudding to be imminent, as the squelching noises start to take on the characteristics of human whispering.

Lebeaux was being a good devout Believer and not looking. Keeping his gaze firmly towards the entrance of the cave. Though he did listen intently as Rinha’li spoke to whatever was beyond. Then came the wet sound of something decidedly unpleasant and wet bursting. Yet he didn’t look. Waiting patiently all the while until he was satisfied that the actual blaspheming portion was finished and the tear secured. He turned on his heel and folded arms across his chest. His smile quirked in curious amusement as the Geofferaut got to work and RInha’li stared transfixed into the darkness.

Rinha'li, meanwhile, is engaged in what appears to be some heated struggle with the tear, or something in it. Occasionally his eyes flutter as though he is in danger of falling unconscious, but does not. Actually, less of a struggle, perhaps, and more of...the manner of someone circling a tiger while holding out a steak.

Lebeaux Desrosiers supervised the ongoings, though he had no idea if this was going according to plan. It seemed the vile sound had been their sacrificial corpse immolating for some reason or another, yet mercifully the worst of the filth seemed to have scattered in other directions. Leaving his coat still perfectly pristine. Geoff was working with mechanical precision, of course, though Rin seemed to be up to something strange. Leaning towards the rift and staring intently into it as though speaking with something beyond. The medic moved slowly forwards, stepping quietly behind the enraptured arcanist.

Geofferaut Derosiers slid the last of his dishes toward the tear and took the last step over the barrier, careful to leave it intact. "The tear has probably been open long enough."

Lebeaux edging closer seems to kickstart something in the oozing aether. The muddy corpse run-off/blood/otherworldly ichor on the ground swirls into something roughly mound-shaped, a gap opening on its side like a crudely-drawn grinning mouth. It starts to jibber in a disturbingly accurate imitation of Rinha'li's voice -- "T-thought so! T-thought so!" over and over again -- as it lunges straight towards Rinha'li and Lebeaux. Geoff, on the other side of the salt barrier, seems safe for now. Parts of the creature even squelch nastily as they impact an invisible wall where the salt was laid.

Geofferaut amended his assessment in light of new data. "The barrier has been open long enough."

Lebeaux shook his head. “It should be left open to ensure that future batches may be exposed…” He trailed off as a pile of sludge congealed into something sentient enough to mimic Rin. Not that it was very difficult to make fun of the miqo’te. He managed to remain calm as he took several long steps backwards to cross over the salt line. Raising the staff at the ready as he began to cast, conjuring up a bit of wind aether in an effort to shred the oozing lumps.

"There is at least one conscious being present. The tear is too volatile to be useful a second time." Geofferaut corrected.

Rinha'li, entirely distracted, has no such luck. A formless pseudopod catches him in the shin and knocks him back against Lebeaux, snapping him out of whatever weird trance he was in prior. He yelps in frustration, gesticulating wildly. "P-puddings aren't CONSCIOUS!" he yelps, sounding almost offended that the first thing he hears when he focuses back on his two co-conspirators is a counter-factual statement. “It's j-just a side effect! D-d--just--splatter--“

"Oh. Okay." Geofferaut didn’t argue.

Lebeaux Desrosiers lowers a hand from the staff to catch the Arcanist as he crashes against him. Less out of concern for Rin ending up on his rump and more out of a desire to keep his white coat white, having a bleeding and flailing miqo’te wasn’t good for that. As such the spell was knocked off course, a swirling whirlwind doing little actual damage to the pudding though it had eroded the salt line in a few places with its reckless gusting. “Can it be contained or must it be closed.” Lebeaux demanded as he pushed Rin back onto his feet towards the rift.

Rinha'li falls into Lebeaux's arm in exactly the way that a fainting damsel in a stage play doesn't. "J-just--yes kill it, I'll--" The pudding is not moved by wind. "Kill it! Kill it! Kill it!" it shrieks. Rin dashes towards the rift and reaches for his grimoire to slam it closed.

Lebeaux exhaled a sigh of annoyance as he lifted his sleeve, a few spots of crimson bright against the otherwise pristine white fabric. “Geofferaut, help dispatch it. Rin, close your eyes a moment.” He instructed. The medic’s conjury was shaky at best, he didn’t bother giving it another try but rather summoned up unaspected aether from his own reserves as well as the surrounding air, combusting it in a searing white flash near the pudding.

Rinha'li slams the grimoire and his eyes shut at the right moment. Blood and filth splatters from between the pages as the rift SNAPS closed...although whispering can be heard indistinctly still, from...somewhere. And of course, there's the mess.

Geofferaut retrieved the jar of salt and brimstone with one hand. The other rested on his tome. That left none to cover his eyes. Momentarily blinded by the light, he became very still, sniffing and listening closely.

Aether detonated and the concentrated unaspected aether ate a generous bite out of the oozing pudding. Which was the intended result. Lebeaux hadn’t quite managed to position the spell correctly to destroy the entity entirely, yet if anyone asked he had done it on purpose to avoid splattering even more void filth around the cavern and inevitably on his coat. The pudding didn’t seem more than slightly slowed down by missing a good portion of itself. And the piece that had been explosively amputated began to shift on its own as well, echoing the whispers coming from the larger one.

Rinha'li snaps, "Don't SPLIT it!" and turns, clutching the bloody book protectively to his chest with his non-injured arm.

Lebeaux huffed somewhat indignantly. As though he had done it intentionally. “If cutting it to bits won’t work well and I don’t trust the cavern to remain intact if I loosen a few rocks, how would you suggest it’s taken care of.” He snapped back. Aether gathered as he made another attempt, the magic briefly through the cavern before concentrating on the smaller pudding to hopefully immolate it without the accompanying flash this time.

“F-fire--precisely aimed aetheric combustion -- c-cutting it t-to SMALL b-b-bits rather than BIG ones—” Rinha’li suggested hurriedly.

Geofferaut blindly stepped back over the barrier into the messy fray, ears cocked. His mouth twitched out some harsh hissing syllables and searing aether sizzled in the heart - er, center - er, approximate geographical center of the whispering mass, boiling outward.

Rinha'li sways on his feet, and gestures t-towards Geoff. "Or...or that." The pudding's primitive mouth keeps working, as it boils away, this time in Lebeaux's voice -- "Taken care of! Taken care of!" -- babbled over and over again, reducing the words to mere noises. As the pudding fizzles down to a slick, oily stain, Rin wobbles to his feet. Rinha'li holds up his injured hand weakly. "If you'll excuse me, I'm g-going to be sick," he says mildly, and hobbles off to a corner.

Geofferaut blinked, trying to clear the seared in after image of Lebeaux's first explosion. "Are the samples intact."

This is why Lebeaux hired assistants. The medic watched the miqo’te stagger away, wondering if it was the slime he was spattered with or the probably infected gashes on his arm that made him nauseous. But. Priorities. Lebeaux crouched down and picked up one of the glass dishes, pinching it between gloved fingers as he extracted it from a pile of goo, excess dripping off of the closed container. “Intact… but sticky.”

@black-omen-born @cellardoor-ffxiv

#lebeaux #rinha'li #geofferaut #things don't go according to plan #but hey no one died

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