#snakefish

[bysarahgerbers]

Eel lifecycle

Eel Lifecycle Print

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[fishyfishyfishtimes]

Daily fish fact #561

Reedfish!

Their larvae have external gills, making them resemble salamander larvae. Due to their elongated bodies, their movements are very snakelike as they swim close to the bottom of their habitat.

[subbalakshmisastry]

AWESOME ROPE FISH / SNAKEFISH / REEDFISH ( Erpetoichthys calabaricus) HD

[too-antigonish]

OK, coffee spit take for this! I will never see Jeremiah the same way again!

So you know how lots of birds just find humans really sexy? Like how they're constantly trying to seduce humans, and if you have pet birds there's whole guides for how to not give your bird mixed signals and make them think you're their mate, and how they keep trying to drive off the partners of their owners/carers as rivals

And people who own or live near these types of birds just kind of have to live with this, like they just gotta accept that that's how birds are and work around it

I like to think that that's how gods feel about the tiresome human propensity to worship them at the drop of a hat

[mrkestis]

Hello and welcome to my top three fish from Jedi survivor (in honor of my favorite NPC Skoova).

3. Snakefish

✨Pretty✨

2. Fingerlip Garpon

He’s just a little guy. When it swims in the tank it looks like it’s tongue is sticking out.

1. See

An absolute unit. It’s so ugly I love it.

[kotir-propaganda]

Mossflower has so much going for it, like I’m not even being biased because my blorbo is in it. I will die on the hill of it being Best Redwall Book for several reasons.

-It’s as early Redwall as you can get without actually being Book 1. As such, it avoids a lot of subjects and patterns that would later become repetitive tropes... but it also avoids the Book 1 jankiness of horses and human structures and the implied existence of Portugal. The world as we will come to know it feels more or less fully realized here. The abbey’s not here yet, but its foundation literally is- and we also get our first look at Salamandastron and the extent of Mossflower Wood as a whole.

-It has some of the most solid protagonists around. The legendary hero Martin is here, but he’s at a low point for most of the story and has to work his way up to that legacy! And this is where he does it, this is what future Redwallers remember him for, not the events of Martin the Warrior. Also, Gonff is here? Hello? Maybe the single most charismatic character in the series? Not to mention Dinny, how often does a humble mole actually get to go on a quest in these books?

-This isn’t even getting into how badass all the rest of the woodlanders are, too, but... they absolutely are. This is a small band of rebels that’s been driven from their little houses, they don’t have the luxury of those huge sandstone walls to protect them, but they’re still fighting like hell and outsmarting their enemies to boot. Some of them are seasoned fighters, but some of them are just ordinary families, all banding together to take back their homeland. And they keep it up the whole time! They’re not just waiting around for a guy with a sword to tell them what to do!

-The villains are probably the most nuanced in the whole series. Seriously. There are four whole wildcats here (don’t forget Sandingomm!) and only ONE of them is unquestionably evil. It’s absolutely implied that Verdauga was a fearsome warlord in his day, but if nothing else, he raised ONE kid who turned out to be about as Lawful Good as you can get, and he actually scolds Tsarmina for being mean to her brother!! I wish we could have spent a little more time with Verdauga, honestly, I have so many questions for this man.

-There are a decent handful of morally grey characters here, actually. Chibb spies for the woodlanders, but he’s not the most dependable and is motivated by payment more than sympathy to their cause. Snakefish allies with our questing heroes, but he minces no words in warning them that he’ll just as soon eat them if it comes down to it. Even Argulor is really just out here looking for a bite to eat and can you really blame him, because ashleg is a snack

-Tsarmina herself is irredeemably cruel, but even still there are multiple facets to her. On one hand, she’s scary- big and powerful and ready to rip into anything/anyone with her bare claws. At the same time she can be a clever strategist when she wants to be- poisoning her father and framing her brother, and later manipulating two of her obstacles, Argulor and Bane, into taking each other out. And still yet it can be kind of funny to watch her in action, as she gets humiliated by the resistance on multiple occasions. And maybe there is even a little pathos there, as we see her mind start to slip, and get some glimpse into the deep fear and paranoia that completely overtake her at the end.

-There are just great supporting characters on both sides. Mask is amazing, Fortunata is fantastic. And yeah, Blorbo Supreme Ashleg is here, and I don’t NEED to write a whole essay about him to promote Mossflower as a whole but... having him here is nice! It helps!! May we all follow his example and pursue happier lives for ourselves!!!

-Mossflower laid the foundation for so many events and characters of later books. I mean yeah, it’s a prequel. It’s there to support the first book and by extension, everything that comes after. But so many other great titles in the series have a direct line to Mossflower, from Outcast to Long Patrol to Lord Brocktree and more. Did you enjoy those books? You’re welcome. The threads were already there, just waiting to be expanded upon.

-at one point a wooden leg gets used as a projectile weapon and if you don’t think that’s the best thing ever, I don’t know what else to tell you buddy

[too-antigonish]

Mr. Goodsir would have been horrified to know that one day he'd be the world-famous multi-millionaire parfumier, playboy, and philanthropist....SEBASTIAN FENIX!

But he would be wild about Tiddles the estuarine snakefish and tell everyone about the lethal toxins produced by Erpetoichthys horrida—when disturbed or threatened.

Which come to think of it, is somewhat reminiscent of Mr. Goodsir himself.

MR GOODSIR THE TERROR!

[animaloftheweek]

Animal of the Week: Reedfish

Image Credit: Michal Zalewski

Meet the animal Monday! This week, we have another long, snake-like creature called the Reedfish(Erpetoichthys calabaricus)! It's also commonly known as the Ropefish or Snakefish! These happy little fish are native to areas around Benin, Cameroon, and Nigeria.

[sea-lifeblog]

The reedfish, ropefish (more commonly used in the United States), or snakefish, Erpetoichthys calabaricus, is a species of fish in the family Polypteridae alongside the bichirs. It is the only member of the genus Erpetoichthys. It is native to fresh and brackish waters in West and Central Africa. The reedfish possesses a pair of lungs in addition to gills, allowing it to survive in very oxygen-poor water. It is threatened by habitat loss through palm oil plantations, other agriculture, deforestation, and urban development.

The largest confirmed reedfish museum specimen was 37 cm (15 in) long, and three studies where more than 2,000 wild reedfish were caught (using basket traps, meaning that only individuals longer than 15–20 cm [6–8 in] were retained) found none that exceeded 41.4 cm (16.3 in). Although sometimes claimed to reach up to 90 cm (3 ft) long, this is incorrect.

Body elongation in fishes, such as eels, usually happens through the addition of caudal (tail) vertebrae, but in bichirs it has happened through the addition of precaudal vertebrae. Reedfish have evolved a more snakelike body by having twice as many precaudal vertebrae as the members of its sister genus Polypterus, despite having the same number of tail vertebrae. Pelvic fins are absent, and the long dorsal fin consist of a series of well-separated spines, each supporting one or several articulated rays and a membrane. The reedfish possesses a pair of lungs, enabling it to breathe atmospheric air. This allows the species to survive in water with low dissolved oxygen content and to survive for an intermediate amount of time out of water. The sexes are very similar in both median and maximum length, but females average heavier than males of a similar length, and they can be reliably separated by the shape of their anal fin. Reedfish are dark above and on the sides, with lighter orangish or yellowish underparts. Males are generally more olive-green in colour, whereas females generally are more yellowish-brown. Larvae have conspicuous external gills, making them resemble salamander larvae.

The genus name derives from the Greek words erpeton (creeping thing) and ichthys (fish).

[mereelskirata]

I need to do something like this or this for Hops' snakefish tattoo.

[alephskoteinos]

I think what I like most about Delicious in Dungeon (Dungeon Meshi) is how much it reminds me of how I got curious about the idea of eating things like locusts or snakefish or whatever when I was a teenager and how that curiosity never really went away since. Let's just say I saw some pretty weird stuff on National Geographic on a somewhat regular basis back then.

[schmickelly]

snakefish look whos gone insane

first drawing in my new notebook

[sceloporus-verycool]

When the Short House People Died

On the twentieth of the Red-flower Days, when the trees made bare by the Bird-crossing days were making their first clothes for their branches , the weatherwatcher came down from her high basket afraid. The clicker monkeys scattered when she crashed through their bowers, and the many who listen for them were then also afraid. There was a word behind the weatherwatcher's lips that had a foul taste but which she would never spit without terror's tang to deliver it.

"Storm!" she said to the Short House People who had come around her, and she did not do it gently. Some could not stand then, while others stood by a stiffness that gripped them, and they all suffered a bitter taste. They were then all dead, and they envied the Short House People of the nineteenth of the Red-flower Days who had not had their plans and their hopes taken.

The Big Speaker stepped quickly from behind his screen of snakefisher feathers. His face was flat, because fear was familiar to him, but now he was not alone with his, and his eyes that were known to be heavy for him were lifted. He called for the smallest drums and the shortest pipes that were sharp enough to cut wind. He called for the goose feather blankets that would repel the rain. He gathered the strongest arms for holding the ropes, and the finest fingers for tying them. He made a circle of the oldest and the youngest, to whom many listen, and gave to each a pinch of singing salt.

Food was gathered, and it came from every house. Mothers brought their lecberries in baskets and in their folded clothes. The drying pits were opened, and the clay was shaken free from the bushels of redreeds in a soft rhythm. Clouds of steam parted around the red faces of those who carried racks of buanpa meat, and for each there was another to wave away the eager glass flies. Much food that had been saved was piled, because the Short House People were dead and much would rot.

They were all watched by the Stealer, whose legs were tied so that he could not leave his house. To him, things were only given, because then they could not be taken from another. Much was kept from him also, and this is because he took a child on her first day. He had been dead since he had returned without the child in his arms, and so he was happy that the Short House People were then all dead with him.

The air went still, and the light was amber. The weatherwatcher trembled, knowing that the sky was taking its first breaths. The Big Speaker watched her, because her trembling was familiar to him.

The winds came then, and it pulled the youngest trees flat, and the world began to sway. The drums became the heartbeat of the Short House People, and the flutes their voice, and these were heard by many who do not speak. The rains enclosed them, and struck their backs with thunder, and it was the trust of the young and the knowledge of the old that repelled the sky's hatreds.

But the Short House People were not winning. Mud covered their feet, and the rain was too cold. The Big Speaker roused their spirits and made their circle a stone that was deeply buried. But his fear was not their fear, and his death was not theirs, because his had happened many days ago. With the singing salts to open the ways between them, the young and the old broke the circle, for the beat of their drums and the chirp of their pipes was louder than any speaking.

To the cave they went, where they could die and be reborn tomorrow. They said goodbye to their houses, and goodbye to what they had drawn on the walls. Bitterest of all was their goodbye to the weatherwatcher, who refused to follow them, and went instead to her basket where she would not be reborn tomorrow. And because they were all dead, the Short House People freed the Stealer from his bindings, so that they would not have killed him. The Stealer, who had watched the Big Speaker with a still gaze, ran then into the rain and the wind, and from the cave the Short House People saw his back in the thunder, thinking they would never see his face again.

In the cave, with the flickering firelight upon his smile, the Big Speaker was a worry to the old and to the young, because he was happy in an evil moment. The breaking of great trees sent a shock through the Short House People, and they knew then that much they had built was gone. They went to the cave's mouth, and they watched the whirling sky, and the black branches in bursts of white. There were no days then, no seasons, and no lifetimes, for each flash was a death, and they lived many lives together in the cave.

A child with keen eyes pointed then, because he had seen a person apart in the flashes. And with many eyes to join the child's, the Short House People saw the Stealer, who had taken the weatherwatcher from her basket.

The Stealer was then among the Short House People in the cave, and the weatherwatcher had been taken from her death to be reborn with them. The Stealer's gaze was then upon the Big Speaker again, who was no longer smiling, and who was most afraid of all in the cave.

[salty-sleep]

rerarange the following letters into meaningful words

[C/Ó/C/Á/I/L/N/Ồ]

can be arranged into NỒI CÁ LÓC ( braised snakefish)

or some vulgar words for female genital

[quark-nova]

May I add fishsnake and snakefish?

Seals are just catfish in the other direction

You’ve heard of catfish now get ready for: fishdog

[harmlessvillain]

Catfish David Icke

Create a hotty with body online presence

My name is Elizabeth Ardman

Send him my illuminati research notes, Love Liz

Instant bond

Tell him I do it froggy style

But have to wait til marriage

He proposes

Invites go out

"Announcing the engagement of David Ickie and Liz Ardman"

Liz Ardman

This has been: Snakefishing