#alvin likes science

[alvinmichaelmurphyseville]

“One final exam today and then Summer Vacation, here I come!”

“I flunked the English Literature one, but I passed Math with a C plus, and History with a solid C! Art I got an A and gym was a B!”

“Today’s exam is AP Science, I’ve got a feeling I will pass.” 🤓

[theodorejamisonseville]

My Class Schedule

1st hour- History

2nd hour- Math

3rd hour- Gym

4th hour- Literature

LUNCH BREAK

5th hour- Science

6th hour- Drama

7th hour- Home Ec

Extracurriculars:

3D Art Class- Mondays and Wednesdays

[chipmunkweirdo]

Somewhat related to the last post.

Here’s how the Chipmunks and Chipettes react to taking 2 melatonin gummies a night for 3 nights.

Brittany: Lost all emotions other than irritability. Closed herself off and avoided people all day. Today, she’s back to being herself.

Simon: Literally no change. He was his usual self. He normally feels somewhat emotionally blunted as is. The calmness and quiet was very nice for him.

Eleanor: Pretty much the same as usual. It didn’t even touch her emotional responses at all. She could still be a little fireball when she wanted to be.

Theodore: Very groggy and a little sleepy, but still his cheerful and empathetic self. Today he is only mildly groggy.

Jeanette: She slept basically all of yesterday and still feels tired, but at least she’s awake today. Poor thing. She is enjoying the calmness, she just wishes she could power through the drowsy.

Alvin: Awake, but no thoughts head empty. Even more a walking zombie than I was. Quiet. Withdrawn. Very very disturbing to have him like this. Today, he is talking again but he’s still no where near as chatty as usual and all his emotions are flatlined out and only thought about, rather than felt. (He despises this because of how different it is to his baseline.)

[simonoliverseville]

“Famous biologists deserve to be studied and also deserve to be world renowned. Same with chemists. It’s not all about the physicists!”

Okay something that bothers me is the fact physics is seen as the more prestigious of the three main sciences, with biology at the bottom and chemistry in the middle. Like. I doubt most people could name a famous biologist, but they could name 5 famous physicists. Why are Albert Einstein and Stephen hawking household names but Norman Borlaug and Jonas Salk aren't?

Not to dismiss the accomplishments of Einstein or Hawking, or their genius, but their actual tangible contributions to society have been miniscule compared to that of Borlaug or Salk who have each saved LITERALLY hundreds of millions, if not billions, of lives each. Half the food on your plate was probably grown thanks to Borlaug and Salk is the reason half your siblings didn't die of polio as a kid.

Sure Einsteins theory of relatively is important for modern satellite communications but really though how can it compare?

This is coming from someone who studied physics. I love physics, and years ago when i was at uni I looked down at biology and so did everyone else studying physics. And I know others did too. Retroactively of course I know this was so very wrong.

If society as a whole started treating biology with more respect then maybe more students would go into that field. If we had rockstars of medicine and agricultural science that were household names rather than just physicists? think of how many more lives could be saved, how many more lives could be improved.

I'm not saying physics isn't important, and more scientists of any kind is always good, but proportionally I think societies priorities are a little skewd.

[voiider]

Okay alright I'm tired of giving more children to Bruce Wayne I think we need to start taking some away 

Tim getting kidnapped (but in a way they don't announce Tim Drake-Wayne as missing??) and is given Something that induces amnesia but he escapes or maybe just literally wanders away but like he's in the middle of Ohio and he's walking down the road unsure of his own name or where he is and a weird looking camper pills over and a large man leans out the window and says “you doing alright there, sonny?” 

And he doesn't really know so he sorta shrugs so they pick him up and the man introduces himself as Jack and this is his wife Maddie and their two kids Danny and Jazz and they're just heading back from a camping trip and they can take him into town (Amity?) and take him down to the station and help him get things figured out 

The police take his picture and upload it to a “found” database or smth but there's no active or recent cases in Ohio for missing persons (or teenagers) matching his description 

(But also, Amity is pretty disconnected from the rest of the world digitally. They mind their business. Sure they run this boy's face in the newspaper and let the neighboring precincts about him but there's not much more they can do until this kid gets some memories back)

So he goes to stay with Jack and Maddie (idk how i don’t care about LAWS) while they wait to see if they get any hits or until he gets some memories back and they register him under Alvin (“hmm maybe... Tom? No, definitely not. Caroline? Alvin? That sounds the best I guess”) Fenton at the local high school so he can keep getting an education (and Alvin isn’t sure why, but this sort of feels like a waste of time, he already knows all this math stuff and why would he want to read Of Mice and Men he’s pretty sure someone told him John Steinbeck was a hack. Or maybe not. He can’t remember) but it’s simple enough and he likes the Fentons even if they keep trying to convince him ghosts are real 

And maybe they are. Actually. Real that is. He saw one the other day and had to double check if knowing ghosts were real is a common knowledge thing that he forgot of if he never knew in the first place. Jazz tells him that ghosts are pretty much an Amity specific thing but that they appear other places and then Jack and Maddie set him down and give him the entire history of ghosts that night and then show him their lab which is pretty cool

And maybe he accidentally suplexed someone who startled him in the halls on his first day and also fell asleep in science,but give him a break! he’s going through a lot right now

But his new brother roommate friend? Is helping him adjust at school by telling him who to avoid and what not to eat from the cafeteria and Jazz is in most of his classes but also he’s not sure why they’re trying to act all sneaky about this Inviso-Bill/vigilante situation because like. That’s clearly just Danny with white hair? He looks the exact same? Also he literally saw Danny walk through the bathroom door last week if it wasn’t obvious enough.

So Tim really isn’t expecting Danny to be surprised that he picked up a thermos that Phantom dropped when he and his friends ran off to fight another ghost

[kromeihl]

🕸️ | next.

Kenji Sato, a famous baseball player on the campus of YG University. Every boy wanted to be a star like him, he couldn’t deny that he loved the attention he got at first, but— things started to change.

You were well-known in the university as well. Smart, a science enthusiast. You always had an eye for Sato, he was admirable, everyone and anyone would agree.

Not until the past affects him again, remembering the memories of where his parents had left him with his aunt and uncle.

Losing games was the worst that could happen, and his popularity slowly dying as he took a break from it all. And getting bit by a spider was even more than just a problem, the unknown awaiting him.

But at least, you're there to help.

Out now. The plot of the story “The Amazing Spiderman (2012)” belongs to director Marc Webb and was written by James Vanderbilt, Alvin Sargent, and Steve Kloves.

divider by: @/cafekitsune

Some parts of the story may follow according to the plot of The Amazing Spiderman (2012) unless shown/changed/stated, some names being changed for it to be appropriate with the character (Kenji Sato). Characters do not belong to me unless stated, from the shows: Ultraman:Rising and The Amazing Spiderman 2012.

To be warned, mentions of blood, violence, a bit of suggestive scenes will be present.

Tags for this series: #ameijamsspiderken🕸️

made for this request: here.

[quiet-art-kid]

What music genres I think the httyd book characters would listen too

Hiccup: lofi and classical. Almost never listens to music with words, with one exception. Hiccup listens to bad rap parodies about history and science. SPECIFICALLY bad/cheesy ones.

Fishlegs: when he says he listens to ALL genres he means ALL genres. No matter how small the genre is, he can recommend you at least 3 songs from it. However I do think musical theater and rap have a special place in his heart because of his love of poetry and possibly storytelling.

Camicazi: Hyperbop, metal, rock, and one specific segment from a movie or video game score thats 15 seconds long that she plays on loop for 2 hours. 

Toothless: Hiccup let him listen to baby shark once and now that is all he listens to. Hiccup regrets his choices in life. 

Valhallarama: classical and I feel like she’d like opera too. Maybe she took Hiccup to an opera once. He probably hated it but at least he got to spend time with his mom.

Alvin: the sound of Hiccup screaming companied with some instrumental probably.

Stormfly: listens to both the absolutely most mainstream pop artists, and the most underground band you have ever heard  of. Switches which one she “actually” likes the most depending on the people around her and what will make her seem cooler

Old Wrinkly: honestly I think Hiccup got him into lofi. He also probably listens to the blues, or slower songs.

Snotlout: listens heavy metal and is open about it, but also pop girl groups like ABBA in secret. 

Excellanor: the theme music from horror films 

Stoick: Country or old classics. Complains about “music these days” often. 

Windwalker: lofi and meditation music calm his anxiety 

Furious: punk music and metal music. Anything really where he can just start screaming in the middle of the song and it would be seen as completely normal

[simonoliverseville]

“I tried quite a few different looks before I finally settled on this one. I especially enjoy the dinosaur elements and the autumn leaf clock.”

“I just learned that I can actually plan out what I want to collect for my Finch’s room. Isn’t that NEAT!?”

“I’m hyperfixating on this app which means by extension I am hyperfixating on self care! Yaaaaay! And on completing personal projects!!!”

[mydaddywiki]

Cory Gardner

Physique: Average Build Height: 5′ 8″

Cory Scott Gardner (born August 22, 1974) is an American attorney and politician who served as a United States senator from Colorado from 2015 to 2021. A Republican, he was the U.S. representative for Colorado's 4th congressional district from 2011 to 2015 and a member of the Colorado House of Representatives from 2005 to 2011. Since leaving the Senate, Gardner has remained active in politics and policy. He sits on the board of Michael Best Strategies, is the Chief Political Affairs Strategist for the Crypto Council for Innovation, and has remained active in fundraising for Republican candidates.

Cute and he could taste my goo, but one thing irks me about him. He has that 12 year old with that premature aging disease/Alvin from the Chipmunks look that I surprisingly find appealing.

A fifth-generation Coloradan, born and raised in Yuma, Gardner graduated summa cum laude with a Bachelor of Arts in political science in 1997 from Colorado State University. He went to law school at the University of Colorado to earn his Juris Doctor in 2001. Prior to public office, Gardner worked at his family's implement business. He later served as general counsel and legislative director for former U.S. Sen. Wayne Allard of Colorado from 2002 to 2005.

He currently lives in Yuma with his wife Jaime and their three children: Alyson, Thatcher, and Caitlyn. I know nothing else about him, other than I want to fuck him. However, judging a book by it's cover. He looks like a hidden bottom ready to be unleashed if you give him… Da Dick. A real 'spank my ass and call me bitch' kind of guy. And that is what pushes him from 'all right' to 'fuckable' to me.

[alvinmichaelmurphyseville]

"This was from Halloween a couple years ago. Yes, I am already in the Halloween spirit despite it being August."

[apat-tatlo]

Thought to be like carbon paper, carbon saints, carbon angels, but little did they know I’m the devil himself 

Part 1: carbon angels

-in which Simon Marston fails to be an angel

t.w.: none except a bit of angst, alvin and the chimpunks reference

Summary: When one decorates a Christmas tree, they decorate it with multi-colored orbs, lights, gifts, and most importantly, the angel on top. Well, it was usually an angel or a star. For Simon, it was both that hung above him all his life. Out of reach because he was always the weaker star, unable to match his brother��s light. 

November 17, 1997 

On this day at the hospital, a very special baby was born. One who would grow up a bright, smart, and handsome young man. His parents likened him to an angel of sorts and decided to name him Andrew. This child was able to excel academics, so much so that he placed in a grade 2 years in advance of a child his age. He completed university in one course year when he was 19, and by the time he was 21, he was a professor at a university teaching history and literature. One could say he was the perfect kid, but this story is not about that child who was born at 3 am on November 17. This story is about the child who was born second to his brother, the twin baby boy to the angel his parents adored. 

Growing up, he heard the adults re-tell this story again and again, how his parents drove to the hospital right after church, as his mother started the first stages of labor. It was 3 am when his mother was brought to the delivery room, where the beautiful baby boy was born. It was only then that after a while, a doctor came to realize that there was  a second baby and the mother needed to be brought in for an emergency c-section. Thus the second baby was born, a carbon copy in looks of the angel that was born minutes before him. Seeing as they already named the first baby after one of the twelve apostles, it seemed fitting to name the second baby after Saint Andrew’s brother, Simon. 

As the twins grew up, it became apparent to Simon how much his parents wanted them both to grow up to be angels. Every Sunday, they dressed their best to go to church, praying for forgiveness for their sins. Thus was their routine, and the twins thought nothing of it. After church was a bible study, where Andrew learned to read long before Simon did. Their parents were pleased and praised Andrew for it. When it was time to go to school, the twins went to a religious school where the days started and ended with a prayer. This was where teachers realized that Andrew was “gifted,” where they gave him advanced lessons in his subjects, and where they made him compete in quiz bees and science competitions. Their parents praised Andrew for it, giving him a shiny golden halo and told Simon to study dillegently so he could graduate the first grade with highest honors. And so even as young as six or seven, the sun would rise and set, leaving one twin with the glowing light of the sun, while the other was a reflection found in the moon. This was their life. 

-

The day was nearing its end, and six-year-old Simon sat on the swing, waiting for the tell-tale sign of their family car coming to fetch him. He had been in the playground for hours, and there was no one else around to play with but the janitor. Except she was busy mopping the floors of the school. This thought materialized for only a few seconds on Simon’s mind when he felt two small hands on his back, kicking him out the sing chair with a shove to the floor. It was a little girl around his age, wearing a pink frilly dress and pigtails who had pushed him. 

 “Hey!” Simon brushed off the dirt on his clothes, he knew his parents would get mad if he had stained them. “I was here first! And you can always ask for the swing you know, I would have shared. Father John says we should always be sharing so that we don’t end up in hell. “ This was what they had taught him, to share blessings, to have gratitude, to love god. This was how they wanted to raise him, nothing less than an angel. 

“Well you sat there not moving for so long I thought you were a statue!” The girl answered with a fake smile, pushing off the ground and letting her legs follow the rocking of the swing. “What are you doing here so late anyway?” 

“I’m waiting for my parents, they went to pick up my brother from his spelling bee competition.” Simon could only stand watching her as the swing took her back and forth. The truth was he didn’t know how to ride the swing by himself, his brother was always there to push him whenever he needed it. “My name is Simon, what’s yours?” 

The girl smiled wide. “I’m Theodosia, I’m the janitor’s kid. I come here after school ends to play, but I never see anyone to play with, so I don’t have friends.” 

Simon grinned back. “Maybe I can be your friend.” 

In the end, the two of them needed to rush back inside the classrooms as it had begun to rain. But from that day forward, Simon and Theo grew up to be close friends. Friends who had each other’s back, friends who held each other as they cried when Alvin died. Eventually when the friend took the other in when he was kicked out for his sexuality, the two began to know each other as family. 

For now, they were first graders who shared crayons and stickers with each other. 

-

Simon was making a mess of his room. There were dress shirts all over the floor, shoes on his bed, papers all over his desk, and he was still no where near perfecting the outfit. His brother was going to prom (2 years early because he was also 2 years younger for his grade), and Simon had heard of the news from his best friend Theo. 

“Si, I don’t know what Theodosia told you. ” Andrew sat on the only clear space in his brother’s room-the bed.  “I’m not sure I even want to go.”

“Why not?” Simon finally emerged after 15 minutes of being in the closet. (More like 15 years, AHEM) “It’s prom, it’s supposed to be fun. And god knows you need that after all the studying you’ve been doing.” 

“But that studying is for my future.” 

“It’s not like you need more studying for the entrance test.” Simon tried to reason with him. “Mom and dad told me you got a recommendation for that prestigious academy.” 

Upon mentioning the academy, both brothers turned away from each other, missing their individual mixed reactions. They would never know what the other thought. Simon was sad that his brother was leaving him, it felt like he was being rushed to graduate, to level his light to that of an angel. Andrew was excited to move, hoping that if he left, their teachers and parents would stop comparing every little thing Simon did to his grades. 

“Besides, if you don’t go now, you might not be able to go to prom again.” Simon was either really pushing this or he wanted to change the subject. They both knew at this rate, Andrew was going to graduate high school really early. 

Andrew sighed, “It’s just prom Simon.” 

“It’s part of being a teenager Andrew, you get to go on school dances. When you’re like 30, and working at your boring life with your boring job, you’ll look back at these memories, thinking about your date and how much fun you had.” 

At this point, Andrew could only laugh. “I’m 15 and I spend all my time studying, where in the world am I going to get a date. I might as well not go, people would make fun of me there.” 

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Simon went to open it, welcoming Theodosia in. He smiled, “Oh dear brother, what would you do without me?  I have an idea.” 

“What idea?” Theodosia blew up a bubble with her gum, settling to sit on the floor with the clothes. “And Simon, what is with your room, why are emptying out your closet?” 

Simon sat beside her, explaining. “Well you see, Andrew here is going to prom, and he needs a date. Care to dance with him for the night?” 

“Oh! Dancing! You know I love dancing.” Theo exclaimed, flying to her feet to hold a hand out to Andrew. “Let me see first if you can dance.” 

And so, Andrew was pulled to his feet where he stood just slightly shorter than both Simon and Theo. Gone was the 6-year-old Andrew who was taller than both of them. They were all older now, at the age for school crushes and cutting class. Not like Andrew did those kind of things and nor did he know that Simon and Theodosia (Theo) often snuck out their houses at night, going out to watch the stars in a field somewhere, talking about life.

Later, Andrew would ask Simon if he had feelings for someone, guessing it to be Theo. Simon’s first thought had been to deny it, but he guessed he had been behaving weird lately, due to his outings with Alvin. So he had nodded yes, although he knew deep in his heart that those feelings belonged not to Theo, but his brother couldn’t know about that.   

For now, Theo attempted to dance with Andrew at prom, happy to make Simon happy by being his brother’s date. She knew Simon was out dancing too. In the middle of prom, she led Andrew to a house where he panicked because he thought that he was supposed to kiss her as his date, but she had only laughed and pulled him up to the rooftop with her.

There on the roof top was a smiling Simon and a guy that Andrew had seen in church. He was introduced to Andrew as Alvin, a young attendant at their church.

For this one night, Simon wasn’t thinking of his brother moving. For this one night, Simon wasn’t worried about his grades or how well he did in church. For this one night, Simon was drunk in bliss and not the usual alcohol he and Theo stole from their parents’ liquor cabinets but on the laughter he shared with his best friends.

Because back then, he still considered the angel his looks were a carbon copy of, his twin brother, as his best friend. But all of that was about to change. Simon would no longer be an angel, it would take less than an apple to make him an angel fallen from grace. All that would take was a hand holding another, for the poison to act fast and act hard, clipping him of his wings.

No longer would they hang angels up in the Christmas tree. No longer would Simon and Andrew be best friends.

[right-brain-left-brain]

Some WIP progress on a newer take for a church secret boss skrunkly tormented by forbidden knowledge

Dark world lore is still roughly similar; previously revered and very devout member of the cathedral whose faith and worldview got screwed over by funny science man and his magic crystals, now believing that the Angel (player) have other hidden intents that run against "blessing us with life and goodwill"

Her light world form is a kid's book for a religious cartoon (think Veggietales/Angel Gabby) that got confiscated after the church demonized it over a tv hijacking incident on the show itself (they thought it was secretly demonic hypnosis/forbidden information that goes against whatever Deltarune's religion is, or something like that)

Irl churches used to do that with things like Harry Potter and Pokemon, so the same happened here until Alvin realized "oh crap maybe we went too far and didn't think it through"

Currently no name, but I'm still gonna roll with the apple (forbidden fruit)/serpent theme that I'm confident the actual church secret boss would have

[anjel-x]

silly thought i had while showering

Alvin and the Chipmunks singing that Christmas don't be late song (where Alvin keeps wanting a hula hoop)

but its the Trio

Alvin is totally Killer

Dave is Nightmare (he's always yelling KILLER!!!!)

Simon is Dust since some have him still like science stuff (let him be the tol one for once)

Theodore is Horror ('cause he hungy)

[hautsreadsmarvel]

Post-Galactus (Fantastic Four, 1963, issues #51-55)

In which the Thing refuses to believe others can love him, and the Fantastic Four meet… the Black Panther!!

“This Man… This Monster!”

“How can we make the Thing look sadder?”

A random guy offers shelter to the Thing from the rain, gives him some “coffee” to make him sleep, and then uses a machine of his own devisement to transfer the Thing’s powers and physiology to himself.

He also studies how the Thing speaks to better copy his diction and thereby fool the other Fantastics. Real Thing tries to warn Reed and Sue about Fake Thing, but they just think he’s a lookalike playing crazy; that’s how well Fake Thing has copied his mannerisms.

Meanwhile, Reed has reasoned that humanity needs a defense against entities that can travel faster than light (e.g. Galactus and his herald the Silver Surfer), so he’s begun work on a means of breaking the universal speed limit. He needs the Thing to hold the cable tethering him to regular reality while he makes the first manned exploration of sub-space; disaster strikes and he needs to be bailed out…

…Fake Thing takes too long to bail him out, but not on purpose. It turns out the villain of our issue is actually a decent fellow, deep down. 

Naturally, inspired to heroism he ventures in after Reed and throws him back the way they came. Reed is saved, Fake Thing dies, and Real Thing comes back in with his powers/physiology restored just in time to hear Reed and Sue mourning for him. Reed trusts Sue’s “feminine intuition” when she realizes which Thing is real.

Did we get a lot of Real Thing in this issue? Not really, he’s mostly pining over Alicia and moping about a misunderstanding of his that she fell in love with the Silver Surfer in favor of him. However, this issue is full of Thing spirit, especially in how surely the others trust in the Thing and really treat him like family. If only he’d let himself be receptive to the love in his life… yeah, this is a strong issue for fleshing him out even further.

Oh, also, sub-space features a really good use of the “fake super-science photograph” artstyle. At first sub-space just looks Dr. Strangey, but then…

Yeah, I'm coming around to (sparing and judicious) use of this artstyle. Now for...

“The Black Panther!” & “The Way it Began..!”

The Marvelverse at this time largely sucks at depicting black people and tribal people. It continues to suck here to some degree (at one point the narration justifies Wyatt Wingfoot being able to sneak up on Wakandan warriors by citing the scouting abilities of his “red-skinned ancestors”, which is some real Alvin Maker shit). I will not subject you to my fuming on such matters, in favor of talking about the stuff that isn’t that.

The gist is that the Black Panther, ruler of “the Wakandas” in Africa, invites the F4 to his land for a hunt.

Here is he.

This is his land.

Johnny invited Wyatt along, and though the Black Panther is well-prepared to take on the F4, he overlooks Wyatt’s presence. Wyatt frees Johnny from his trap and thereby the other F4, who then defeat the Black Panther.

BP reveals he decided to fight them to learn if he was truly capable of protecting Wakanda, which also leads into him detailing his lengthy backstory: Wakanda was once a humble village that venerated the nearby “sacred mound”, composed of a vibration-absorbing miracle material called vibranium. A foreign man called Klaw, who had a machine capable of turning sound into living subordinate creatures, attacked them so he could steal the vibranium to power his machine; BP’s father, T’chaka, died defending the mound. BP would prepare for Klaw’s return over the next decade, by selling small vibranium samples to amass a huge fortune, attending universities across the globe, and outfitting his people with world-class super-technology of his own invention.

The Thing thinks this backstory is boring and repeatedly interrupts BP to tell him so. BP takes this in stride, which is a real testament to his strength of character - if I was divulging my tragic and motivational backstory, but some rando started yapping pop-culture-filled jokesterisms at me, I’d be at least a little forceful in shutting that guy down. BP’s got a real cool head.

Anyways Klaw attacks at exactly that moment, and the F4 have some cool fights against his titanic animals made of living sound.

Yay, cool explosion! BP’s allowed to kill our villain cause he’s not a hero yet.

Okay, now he’s a hero. No more killing for him.

One final note: pussyoat. That’s a typo, right? Right? Please tell me people weren’t calling each other that in the 60s.

“Whosoever Finds the Evil Eye..!”

The Black Panther (I don’t think they’ve actually given his name as T’Challa yet) becomes friends with the F4, and gives them gifts as they depart. Reed and Sue go on a honeymoon, the Thing returns to Alicia, and Wyatt decides to accompany Johnny in his quest to free Crystal from the negative zone barrier in which the Inhumans are trapped.

This issue is a little west of whelming, since the plot is powered by Johnny and Crystal’s extremely flat romance. On their journey, Johnny and Wyatt accidentally liberate Prester John in suspended animation, he regales them with tales of the advanced “magic” (evidently technology; along with some of the stuff in the Thor and Doctor Strange issues, it’s clear that the MCU’s Clarke’s Third Lawing of magic is actually an authentic homage to the earliest comics, rather than some radical reimagining), and he demonstrates the power of his handheld “Evil Eye” weapon gifted to him by the wonderworkers of Avalon. Johnny realizes it can generate and break negative zone barriers, steals it from Prester John, and flies off to free Crystal. The Evil Eye begins to overload in Johnny’s hands since he doesn’t know how to operate it, and Wyatt has to shoot it off of him before it can erupt into a nuclear fireball.

“When Strikes the Silver Surfer!”

It’s a shame the Thing takes himself a little too seriously to be a professional comedian - he’d make a killing.

Coincidentally, the Thing making a killing is the subject of this issue.

We get snippets of the Silver Surfer and Alicia conversing about humanity and violence; the Surfer is mystified that both seem to go hand-in-hand, while Alicia tries to induce a less misanthropic view in him.

Coincidentally, the Silver Surfer attaining experience in human violence is the subject of this issue, ‘cause the Thing gravely misinterprets the two of them hanging out.

He’s actually so fucked. I can’t profess familiarity with jealousy, so I can’t judge, but punching The Right Hand of Space God sounds like the stupidest idea imaginable. He changed the entire fucking panel background, bro, what are you going to do against that?!

It occurs to me that very few of the combats in the last 500-something issues have actually been resolved when one party decides to start punching harder than the other. It’s mostly been a Hulk thing, and one imagines this is part of the allure of The Incredible Hulk. It’s strange that it’s such a common complaint about the superhero genre and yet it shows up so little. Speaking of…

…here’s the Silver Surfer (famously possessed of nigh-omnipotence) deciding the only way he can win the battle is by punching harder. Given the context that the Surfer is just as lacking in understanding of combat as he is any other form of interpersonal interaction other than unwavering servitude to Galactus, this makes perfect sense; he’s just mimicking the Thing’s preferred mechanism of violence. It is, however, very funny that he immediately jumps from something almost resembling fair boxing to Heavenly Technique of the Untouchable Nuclear Fist.

Alicia phones up Reed and Sue, who manage to talk the Thing down and explain the misunderstanding. The Surfer harbors no hard feelings, and even gives the Thing some flowers to help make up with Alicia.

Big fan of the Surfer, mostly ‘cause I like characters like Star Trek’s Data who exist laterally to the human experience and are clearly written (by humans) to examine ourselves from a foreign perspective. I can see why he’s been popular enough to remain an easily recognizable part of the Marvelverse.

[scotianostra]

The leading surgeon and amateur photographer Thomas Keith was born on May 27th 1827 at St Cyrus Aberdeenshire.

The 7th son of a minister, one of the 450 that formed the Free Church during the disruption, his father rook an interest in early photography, which he passed on to his son.

Thomas was educate at Aberdeen Grammar School, The Royal High School Edinburgh and Marischal College Collage Aberdeen, where he graduated MA in 1848 he went on to complete his medical training in Edinburgh, graduating as a doctor and going on to be an assistant to the more famous James Young Simpson, before becoming a top surgeon in his own right.

Specialising of ovariotomy, (ovarian cystectomy) his published results were amongst the best in the world, Keith saved the lives of a higher proportion of his female patients than any of his contemporaries, wielding his surgeon’s knife with such speed and precision that, simply, fewer of them went into shock.

Keith teamed up with his friend John Forbes White, probably in the summer of 1853, to take waxed-paper views, which they entered into that year’s exhibition of the Aberdeen Mechanics’ Institution. The only other time Keith participated in a major public exhibition was at the 1859 meeting of the British Association for the Advancement of Science, held in his native Aberdeen.

During this time Keith mastered the waxed-paper negative like no one else, producing views of architecture in Scotland and urban studies of Edinburgh that had no equal, then or since. Light itself was his most formidable tool, and in 1856 he confessed to Photographic Notes: “I never expose my paper, unless the light is first-rate. This I have made a rule, and nothing ever induces me to deviate from it.” Keith was elected to the council of the Photographic Society of Scotland in 1856 and 1858, but was rarely able to attend meetings, for the demands of his medical practice crowded out his beloved hobby of photography.

At the time of his death in 1895, the Scotsman described Keith as “decidedly picturesque” in personal appearance, adding, “no one could see him without recognising that he was in the presence of a man of unique power.” For Alvin Langdon Coburn, writing in the Century Illustrated Monthly Magazine in 1915, Keith’s “Old Edinburgh” series stood out “as his most remarkable achievement with the camera,” and he included fifteen of Keith’s photographs in a pivotal exhibition at the Albright Art Gallery in Buffalo that year.

At a time when Scotland had some of the best photographers in the world in Adamson, Hill and the Anna Family, as well as Alexander Gardner plying his trade in the states, with his famous pictures of the Lincoln, and the civil war, Keith seems to often be overlooked, this is largely due to him giving his hobby up around 1856.

Pics are Keith, and a very early photo of hitehorse Close in Cangate, Edinburgh.

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hii, idk if u take requests but if u do, what are ur chipmunks (just Alvin Simon and Theodore) headcanons??

I do take requests! You’re in luck! Thank you for messaging me!

Oooh boy, I have SOOOO many headcanons for them. Let me copy and paste the list I made that used to be on my Twitter.

SIMON

Simon secretly loves going on adventures, but as “the responsible one” he’s expected to be the killjoy. Sometimes, he’ll let Alvin go through with a scheme and tag along on the adventure without telling an authority figure. You only live once.

He tends to be crazy prepared for any situation that could possibly be thrown at him. This includes government spies. He even built an underground tunnel system underneath his house and his family uses it to hide out when the situation calls for it.

His memory is incredible and allows him to memorize lists of facts and statistics.

Because of his good memory, he holds grudges for a long time. He will make you pay for that time that you wronged him even if you forgot what you did or said and have since moved on.

The power of his mind is so important to him that he tends to forget it’s not the only thing that defines his character. He fears Alvin becoming smarter than him.

Simon wants to protect people and keep them safe. As a result, he often violates their rights to privacy in the name of safety. Good examples would be putting tracking devices on every bike in the neighborhood and putting a tracking device in Alvin’s cap.

He can’t figure out how to make anything he cooks taste good. This irritates him because he strives to learn all the useful skills he can and this one is no exception. He really doesn’t appreciate all Alvin’s jokes about his meals causing “Simon-ella” poisoning.

(Then the show implied Simon was a god tier cook better than Theo in season 5. I didn’t love that episode.)

He enjoys watching The Big Bang Theory and feels like he can relate to Leonard. He also deals with an annoying egotistical roommate. (Alvin) Now that Alvin is 2.0, he sees even more of Alvin in Sheldon. He teases Alvin sometimes by calling him “Shelvin.”

Although he has a soft spot for sitcoms and sci fi, he prefers non-fiction to fiction.

His favorite non-fiction shows are anything on the science network or the discovery channel. His favorite non-fiction books are encyclopedias and anything science related.

When Dave tells him an invention or experiment is too dangerous, he does it anyway. He disobeys Dave in his pursuit of knowledge and Alvin disobeys Dave in his pursuit of a fun time. However, Simon believes that he’s in the right and Alvin is in the wrong.

He’s a hypocrite.

It irks him that he can no longer be snide or passive aggressive without Alvin 2.0 eventually realizing it.

He’s so farsighted that he’s basically blind without his glasses. He finds glasses to be a nuisance sometimes, but is accustomed to wearing them and prefers them to contacts. Besides, they are a big part of his casual look.

Simon is a closeted brony. He watched My Little Pony with Jeanette once and became a Twilight Sparkle fan. He is deeply embarrassed by his love for the show because he thinks no one will take a scientist who loves MLP seriously.

Simon does not possess a lot of lower body strength. His strength is the opposite of Alvin’s, concentrated mostly in his upper body. He’s gotten pretty strong from lifting power drills, chainsaws, heavy metal robot parts, and stuff.

He can beat Alvin 2.0 in an arm wrestle.

Simon enjoys basketball and plays it quite frequently in his spare time. He joined the basketball team once, but then he couldn’t handle the peer pressure and switched to a basketball club instead.

THEODORE

Theodore eats more whenever he’s feeling stressed, but if he’s really feeling angry or depressed, he won’t eat as much....if at all. If he says “I’m not hungry.” You know he’s in a bad place.

He’s gotten over his fear of one clown. However, he still has nightmares about being chased by a pack of clowns sometimes. He also has nightmares about disappointing Dave and being stuck in a box.

He loves to cook for people. He enjoys helping Eleanor most, but he will still cook by himself, provided Dave allows him to use the kitchen.

He likes to be the one to make refreshments for school events. This can get overwhelming, but Eleanor helps him cope with the stress.

His naive and young demeanor helps to shield him from Alvin and Simon’s fighting.

Talking Teddy is his favorite show because it’s a distraction from all the pain and suffering in the world. He lives in a figurative little bubble and he chooses what he lets in and out.

Although he hates dealing with real drama, fake drama on TV is a-okay in his book. He enjoys watching Spanish soap operas and uses them to practice his Spanish.

Theodore is a part of the school drama club as well. He likes showing off his range as an actor.

Alvin’s change hasn’t affected him as much as it affected Simon. Unfortunately, Alvin has gotten really wordy and hard to understand. Theodore is occasionally forced to look up words in the dictionary if he wishes to have any idea what Alvin and Simon are talking about.

When Brittany needs someone to help her finish all the extra duties for the principal, Theodore steps in to help. His need to stretch himself and help as many people as possible sometimes causes him to burn out. He needs to learn that sometimes it’s okay to say “I’m busy.”

To prove how he’s matured since the events of the Alvinnn pilot, Theodore now has access to the keyboard Simon tricked out for Talking Teddy. He frequently types in responses and pretends Teddy is talking to him, even though he knows he’s just talking to himself. It doesn’t hurt to pretend if it’s a coping mechanism.

His love for Talking Teddy boarders on obsession at times. He’s gone to the live show, owns the videogame, has a huge DVD collection, has seen all 4 movies, and owns more than one Talking Teddy doll. Teddy, backup Teddy, and mini Teddy the backpack clip, to name a few.

More mature Theodore does have a bit more of a backbone than his alternate universe counterparts. He gets second and even third opinions before agreeing to certain things. He’s even started developing an ability to sense if a situation is “fishy” or legit.

He’s extremely proud of his musical skills and especially his drumming skills. He’s always begging Dave to add drum solos to songs so he can show off his skills. Alvin and Simon get their guitar and bass solos. He wants his time to shine too.

He knows a large number of dances and he’s even invented his own dance moves. He likes freestyling the best. When the boys took ballet, he picked up on the skill faster than Simon and Alvin. It helped that Eleanor encouraged him in a nicer way than she did the other boys.

Sometimes Theodore pushes the limits of what his cuteness can do, such as scoring free candy by making puppy dog eyes. In addition, Alvin uses him as a secret weapon to bring out the inner goodness in people.

Theodore hates being thought of as stupid and naive. He doesn’t want to be a “genius” like his brothers though. He’d like to be thought of as a person with average intelligence. And he especially wants to prove to Officer Dangus that he’s not dumb.

Theodore’s habit of sensing things more strongly than other people is one of the reasons that he almost always notices Eleanor.

His five senses are very in tune with the world around him, especially his senses of smell of taste. Sight’s better than his brothers’ obviously. Both of them wear glasses and he doesn’t need glasses.

ALVIN/ALVIN 2.0

Alvin was a closeted nerd, but as Alvin 2.0 he’s connected more with that side of himself. He’s still getting used to the way it’s changed how people react to him.

He’s an excellent artist, even though he failed art class 3 times for not following directions. He drew comics and did his own projects instead of actually doing the assignments. “What? I’m making art, right? And this is art class....so I should get an A.”

Alvin is a tetrachromat, meaning he possesses 4 different types of vision cones for processing color. He can tell apart even the most subtle color variations. This is why he gets so picky about describing colors.

He is ambidextrous. He can do things equally well with both his right and left hands. He was originally right handed, but he broke his arm and had to learn how to function with his left. When his arm healed, he started using both and has continued the trend ever since.

He’s very absent-minded and puts sticky note reminders all over to help him remember important things. He also has a bunch of reminders programmed into his phone.

When he really needs to focus, he leaves his phone and his videogames in another room, so they won’t distract him.

He’s physically weak in his upper body and most of his strength is concentrated in his lower body. His legs can move faster than all of the other Chipmunks’ and Chipettes’. He excels in any sport or activity that requires running quickly.

He likes academic subjects, but that doesn’t mean he’s thrilled with the idea of school. He’d rather learn the subjects on his own. Teachers have ridiculously high expectations of him and there’s students who bully him. It’s tough.

He has ONE teacher who understands him and makes school tolerable. It’s that very same teacher that helped him discover his interest in physics. He takes an advanced placement class for no reason other than to be able to see this amazing teacher named Dr. Wilson almost every day.

He’s an honorary member of the Mathletes. He sometimes attends meetings if he isn’t busy. His codename is “Al-gebrainiac.” (This will make more sense if you’ve see the season 2 episode called Members Only)

He likes meeting new people and is very sociable. The change didn’t affect his extroverted tendencies. Sometimes his sociableness gets him in trouble.

He has a tendency to get involved in dangerous and risky situations when his curiosity kicks in.

Beneath all his new traits, he’s still got a wild side. He will always try to justify his rebellious actions with a logical reason, but it’s kind of obvious the actual reason is “he wanted to have fun.”

Ever since his transition, he hasn’t been keeping up his looks as much. (Though he is still somewhat vain and sometimes concerned with his appearance) He stops putting gel in his hair on occasion, which causes it to do whatever it wants. His messy unkempt and appropriately named “Einstein hair” gives him a sort of absent minded professor vibe.

He both loves and fears meeting new Alvins from the multiverse. He’s interested to meet them and make conversation, but he fears they won’t see past his nerdy exterior and big vocabulary.

Due to his tendency to talk a lot for long periods of time barely stopping to breathe, Alvin suffers from severe dry mouth. This may also be why his speaking voice has a noticeable raspier and older sound to it than the voices of his alternate counterparts.

And there you have it! My headcanons for the boys!