#symbosis

[lichenaday]

Punctelia reddenda

This gorgeous foliose lichen grows in rosettes up to 6 cm in diameter. The upper surface is gray-green to yellow-green with white, punctiform (point or dot like) pseudocyphella which turn into soralia which produce granular or nodular soredia. The lower surface is black toward the center and lightens to brown near the rounded margins of the overlapping lobes. P. reddenda grows on mossy tree trunks and rock in Africa, Macaronesia, North and South America, and Europe.

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[thestalkerbunny]

Nothing like the friendship between a stoner and a furry.

I mean that point it's symbosis. only a furry would support and love a stoner.

[ofallthingsnasty]

Remember basement wife taking care of a litter of kittens? I just had a thought of what would happen if the little babies started hissing whenever Crocodile is near

Since newborns can’t see or hear and can only rely on their noses, they definitely smell him when he’s nearby (bro’s constantly smoking so it’s hard not to notice his smell bleh) And since he does not smell like “mother” he gets a bunch of toothless hiss and spits…very scary

Imagine a little pile of baby beans hissing at him like squeaky toys

post referenced

Oh my god, that's so cute, I love those 'from feral to cuddly kitten' videos, the little hisses... My heart...

Oh goodness, they may not be able to see but they sure as hell recognize him. Booming steps that make the floor shake and that sharp smell of cigars - it's just too much for sensitive little kitten noses. Stinky's presence is oppressive and he takes mom away, takes those gentle, warm hands and food with him whenever he comes. Of course they don't like him. Your smell changes, too, whenever he's around - they can tell you're just as scared of him as they are, suddenly sweating, those comforting hands getting clammy, acrid with nervosity. Instinct and mom are telling them to be scared of Stinky, so that's what they are; with all the ferocity 100 grams of fur can afford. And trust me, the moment they open their eyes and put a face to that terrifying thing they hate him even more - they're just so small and he's a giant, a stinky, stinky giant.

Crocodile barely notices it at first - and when he does, he can't really find himself to care. They take you away from him, that's what bothers him in that moment, that you have to pour all of your attention into tiny, ungrateful creatures. But he agreed to this, allowed you this little piece of freedoom; so he just scoffs and curls his lip at that hivemind of fur that has decided to see him as the enemy. The moment they get more agile, wander off (and into his space, sometimes), is the moment that changes. When there is suddenly an angry kitten screaming at him from under his desk, he finds that he's actually lethally annoyed by these thankless scrubs that hog his wife and can't even shut up for a moment. It's some sort of anti-symbosis from that moment on - with the kittens hating his guts (big, scary, smelly man who mom fears is the number one threat in their lives) and him narrowing his eyes at the little shits that are marginally larger than dustbunnies and like to pee on his shoes. He never touches them, would never take out his anger on them - not when he has you, when he can simply spank your ass bloody over not watching your spawn closely enough to keep them from ruining yet another good piece of leather. But it's nothing a fresh cigar and his trembling wife over his knee can't fix.

[heavenboy09]

5 Years Ago Today

From Colombia Pictures

& Marvel Studios Presents

A NEW AGE OF HEROISM

IN A WAY

A BILLION DOLLAR SCIENCE ENTERPRISE

FIANCES A SPACE EXPEDITION TO FIND LIFE AMONG THE UNIVERSE

WELL

EVIDENTLY

WE FOUND IT

OR AS MATTER OF FACT

IT FOUND US

THE LIFE FOUNDATION

THE SCIENTIFIC RESEARCH ENTERPRISE THAT FUNDED THE SPACE EXPEDITION

IS LOCATED IN THE BAY OF SAN FRANCISCO

HERE THEY'RE RESEARCH WILL HELP SHAPE THE WORLD FOR THE BETTER

OR SO THEY SAY

FOR THE BAY AREA'S FAMOUS INVESTIGATIVE REPORTER, EDDIE BROCK IS BENT ON FINDING OUT THE HIDDEN SECRET BEHIND THE REAL REASON FOR THE LIFE FOUNDATION'S FINDINGS ON LIFE AMONG THE STARS

A HIDDEN AGEND OF EXPERIMENTAL PROCEDURES OF HUMAN & ALIEN HYBRIDIZATION 👽

TO COMPLETE A CHANCE OF MAKING ALL LIFE ON EARTH IMMUNE TO DISEASES

BUT SOMEHOW THE ACHIEVEMENT OF COMPLETE SYMBOSIS OF HUMAN & ALIEN 👽 COMBINE

HAS TERRIFYING CONSEQUENCES FOR SOMEONE WHO IS ...... NOT A MATCH

LUCKILY FOR EDDIE BROCK

HE HAS FOUND A WAY TO ACHIEVE

SYMBOSIS

& NOT INTENTIONALLY ......

HIS WORLD 🌎 & LIFE THAT HE ONCE KNEW

IS ABOUT TO CHANGE

FOR THE BADDER

BASED ON THE ICONIC INFAMOUS ANTI-HERO OF MARVEL COMICS

CREATED BY TODD MCFARLANE

THE CREATOR OF SPAWN

& WRITTEN BY STAN LEE & TODD MCFARLANE BACK IN THE 90'S

THE GREATEST ANTI-HERO OF THE SPIDER-MAN MARVEL UNIVERSE HAS FINALLY ARRIVED 🕷

THE LETHAL PROTECTOR IS FINALLY ON THE BIG SCREEN

THE WORLD HAS ENOUGH SUPERHEROES

TIME FOR THE AGE OF ANTI-HEROES

COLOMBIA PICTURES

& MARVEL STUDIO'S PRESENTS

TOM HARDY

IS EDDIE BROCK

IN

VENOM 😈🕷

HAPPY 5TH ANNIVERSARY TO MARVEL STUDIO'S

VENOM 😈🕷

WE ARE VENOM 😈🕷⚫ #VENOM #EddieBrock #TomHardy #MichelleWilliams #RizAhmed #ToddMcFarlane #StanLee #LethalProtector #MarvelComics #MarvelStudios #MCU #SpiderMan

[youngestdaughtersyndrome]

thibking about moths and fireflies..... it could be symbosis it could be mutualism but like voluntary mutualism not just a way to help each other survive.... they could be in LOVE

[youngyoungcoyote]

Oh if anyone wants to follow me on Twitter I do have an account on there, @amuletocoyote

https://twitter.com/amuletocoyote

These two accounts exist in symbosis with each other so if you want the full "me" cyber experience you should totallyyy follow me on there ;3

[innermuse24]

SymBrock Fanfic: 'Symbosis Entwined Like Thorns of a Rose Wrapping Around One's Body, But Not Harming One' or  'Love Thy Venom'

----------------- Summary:

Symbiosis - interaction between two different organisms living in close physical association, typically to the advantage of both.

This is what Venom and Eddie have and this is their story on how it become more.

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Notes:

Eddie Brock and Venom Relationship

A/B/O dynamics e.g Venom is an Alpha Symbiote and so Eddie to him is an Omega

Eddie becomes a Omega for Venom

Eddie still keeps in touch with Annie

Venom speak in in bold italics when it Eddie Brock's P.O.V and normal italics when Venom's P.O.V

Sexaul intercourse or Mating

Mpreg

Violence, Gore and Heads being bitten off in future chapters to be written up

Carnage will make a appearance e.g. the person that we all saw at the end of the film that Eddie met in the San Quentin Prison

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Part 1 - Prologue: 'An Alpha always Protects their Omega, even if Both are being Hunted by another Predator' ---------------

Eddie Brock's P.O.V:

Eddie.

"Hmmm…..Five more minutes, please?…"

EDDIE!!!!

Venom shouting that in my ear at about 5 telepathically in my head makes me shoot up in my nice, warm cosy bed with shout of "CHRIST SAKES, YOU BLOOMING MOTHERFUCKER!!!" then lay back down, hearing him shifting to lean over me.

His symbotiate body rippling like ink in water or oil spreading outwards because literally it was so fluid and almost to mind seductive-looking then ruffling one hand through my hair, yawn to wake myself up and check the time seeing it is about 6:03 in the morning with sunlight filtering through a gap in the curtains of where I now live.

I had moved to nice street house, close to Annie and sold the the Apartment - the old one, that had got trashed literally after escaping from Carlton's goons and Venom well being what he was being the one who had done the damaging in the first place.

Calmly I look up at him. He soon leans down, nuzzling affectionately against my cheek - which truth be told he been doing a lot and without any explanation or reason why - and licking my lips to wet them decide to test myself to see how Venom will react to it.

Turning my face, I kiss him on the cheek lightly and pull back, feeling him peel away from me in the process. This surprises me at the action, because previously he just said "Hungry" when I had done that once and I would get us something both to eat then watch him now solidify until becoming a skinny version of himself almost.

Lying there seeming to want to say something to me in almost could I even say seductive 'Come-hither' pose.

"What's wrong? Venom, talk me to me." I ask, sitting on the side of the bed and he seems to be complementing what do next then his clawed hands reach up to take hold of both of my cheeks.

I'm pulled closer to him, while he seems to be trembling slightly like whatever he is feeling is frightening him him and it is me who makes the first move pressing my lips against his to test his reaction then feel him kiss me back, lifting me up onto my knees so were chest to chest and pelvis to pelvis.

He makes the sweetest mewls in the kissing, when I change position each-time to deepen it and flicking my tongue over his lips feel him open his mouth as I do the same for him then his very long tongue entwines with mine.

It becomes slow dance of exotic, strange harmony as saliva is either exchanged or dribbles down the side of our mouths and yet, neither of us are wanting to stop what were doing even when their is knock on the front door followed by shout of "PIZZA DELIVERY!!! HELLO, IS ANYONE IN!!! ALRIGHT I'LL LEAVE IT ON THE DOORSTEP." then Venom purrs softly in our kissing, grabbing my ass-cheeks with both hands and giving them a tight squeeze making me release my lips to moan heavily at the action of it.

He sits back, pulling me down into his lap and begins to rip of the t-shirt and boxers to shreds until I'm bare for him then moves one hand between my ass-cheeks where strangely I feel some kind of strange wetness!!!….No, Eddie….it feels more like slickness…..Maybe Venom will know….starting to seep out of my puckered entrance to trickle down the inside of my thighs.

"Eddie. Omega." He purrs out, making me in some strange way understand because of what and where he came from as he calmly and gently, lifts me up slightly as I decide to look down seeing the erect cock he has a bead of what could pre-cum already forming.

Slipping a hand down, I touch it gently hearing him purr softly and wonder what would it be like to taste - the pre-cum - or have it in my mouth to lick, suck and swirl my tongue around then he moves my hand out the way, going back to spreading both my ass-cheeks to expose the gaping, twitching leaking pucker with slickness dribbling out of it.

He slams me down hard, causing me to arch my back slightly with an exclamation of "OH GOD, VEN…OM!!!" at the feel of him entering his cock into me in one single thrust then lower my head to look down at him, seeing only…..Love for me.

"Does it hurt?"

"No….it feels really good actually. You can move. I won't break, Parasite."

"You are going regret saying that word to your Alpha."

"Then you better punish your….naughty Omega, then Alpha."

"Hmm….let's see how many times I can make you cum and scream in pleasure than."

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Eddie Brock's P.O.V:

"Hey, Mrs. Chen."

"Eddie, did you bring Ve-Ve?"

"Here I am."

Mrs. Chen smiles at the sight of seeing Venom again, when he appears from out of my shoulder throwing him some of her home-baked chocolate cookies - one thing he loved eating, along with biting of heads of bad guys we stumbled into or upon or they stumbled upon us - then scratches under his chin - another thing he liked as well - making him purr heavily in delight.

"What you been doing, Eddie? You look…well….well-fucked to be said." She asks me, making me blush to high heaven and doing a pretend coughing fit as memories of Venom filling me again and again until I was as she just said "Well-fucked" by him into the mattress come to the forefront of my mind.

This causes Venom to turn a bright shade of pink, quickly giving an excuse by eating more of the cookies hearing the shop bell gently tinkling as a another customer comes in making him quickly go back into my body.

Grabbing the plate, I make it look I was eating the cookies and take a bite out of one, finding them surprisely better than supermarket ones as old man with salt and pepper hair, plus glasses as small dog on a lead keeps close to them.

"The usual, Mrs. Chen." They say, making her smile softly and get some packet of custard creams and teabags from behind the counter, while finishing off the last cookie decide to head home.

"Thanks for the cookies, Mrs. Chen." I say, handing her back the plate and head out of the shop into the busy street where people are going back and forth their daily lives, while I head in the direction of home.

Eddie, were being followed.

Venom saying that in my head, makes me go on full-alert mode feeling him rippling slightly under my skin like water waiting to burst out of dam and keep on walking reaching for my phone to make it seem I'm just getting a phone-call from a friend and answering it.

"Yeah. Oh, what? Really, No way, man…just talking about that last night with my neighbour. Yeah, big shit wasn't it. Hmmm…hmm….I hear you."

Turn to the left.

Doing as Venom says, I quickly turn to the left and sink into an alleyway filled with darkness has the person passes by making me stiffen when I feel Venom coming out of my shoulder, inhaling silently their passing scent then satisfied they have gone slips back into my body.

I go to step out the alleyway when suddenly bloodcurdling scream fills the empty silence and quickly running out see a sight that makes me look in shock and how was it possible.

Crimson, pulsating and writhing mass looking like Venom only the vibes coming off them like literally it was like whoever was the Host of this Symbotiate was mad as they grab another person tearing them apart to gorge on them, licking their lips with long forked tongue.

"Mask." I find myself saying, feeling Venom shoot out and ripple over my body to fully cover me as I sink downwards into like I'm falling through water allowing myself to be drag down into the gaping maw below in the abyss.

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Venom/ Eddie Brock's P.O.V:

We open our eyes, looking at the Crimson Symbotiate in front of us.

They writhe and pulsate, turning to face me followed by licking their lips clean of the spilled blood and grab another victim licking their face with their long tongue causing a whimper to come from the person they hold tightly in their grip then fling them in front of S.W.A.T causing it to career into at the same-time the Crimson symbotiate slams into us hard.

An explosion of crimson and black happens, followed by snarling at them with fangs bared and saliva forming while forming sharp claws to rip them off our chest to slam them down on the pavement as they peel back the mask of their face to reveal who they are to us.

"Hello, Venom."

We open our eyes, looking at the Crimson Symbiote in front of us.

They writhe and pulsate, turning to face me followed by licking their lips clean of the spilled blood and grab another victim licking their face with their long tongue causing a whimper to come from the person they hold tightly in their grip then fling them in front of the S.W.A.T van causing it to career into at the same-time the Crimson symbotiate slams into us hard.

An explosion of crimson and black happens, followed by snarling at them with fangs bared and saliva forming while forming sharp claws to rip them off our chest to slam them down on the pavement as they peel back the mask of their face to reveal who they are to us.

We wrench free from them. They slowly get up, walking up to us while a red claw slowly touches our chest and strokes downwards as they grin up at us then bring a long tongue upwards to lick some blood that splattered onto our cheek at some point, making us both flinch at this action.

“Enough.” We growl out, grabbing hold of their shoulders to push them back and away from us only for the crimson to start mixing with us and they press closer to us - creating a mixed, writhing mass of jet-black and crimson, while we try to get free.

"I don't think so. I've been looking for you...." They hiss out, long forked tongue flickering out heavily, followed by bringing up their clawed hands to cup our cheeks heavily dragging the claws down as we hear Eddie screaming internally when blood begins to trickle down our cheeks.

Hearing our Omega screaming in pain, we immediately block out everything around us to try and reach out only to be suddenly wrenched away from him by a sudden force.

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Eddie Brock's P.O.V:

Being flung away from Venom, I feel his ink-like tendrils reaching out to me only for something to slam away from them hard it sends me flying into a restaurant window where people scatter inside, when I land heavily on the restaurant floor with bits of shattered glass around me, splintered wood and China plates smashed into small white pieces.

Weakly lifting my head, the sight out the shattered restaurant window shows the black fluid-ness of Venom being forced to mix with the crimson symbotiate in such a way it makes me grab a shard of glass gripping it tightly when I clambered out of the shattered resident window feeling blood starting to trickle down the palm of my hand due to how tightly I’m gripping the glass shard.

Approaching the writhing mass of crimson and inky black, there is no second thoughts as I bring the glass shard down into the crimson symbiote's neck hearing it giving a deadly screech of pain when I do so, followed by whirling around to confront who had stabbed it allowing for Venom to wrench free, lunging towards me to roll me out of the way when it slams a crimson barbed tentacle down where I had been standing.

Holding me close to his chest, Venom begins run heavily heading towards an alleyway where he jumps up to the rooftops causing me to grip him tightly being slightly afraid of heights hearing not far behind the other symbotiate starting to follow.

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Eddie…..?

“I’m alright…..just…”

Tailing off, I find myself being laid down on the altar steps of an abandoned church, above the rafters covered in cobwebs which billow slightly back and forth due to breeze coming through holes in the roof and above us there is a intact circular, ornate stained glass window of many coloured hues.

His large, clawed hand comes up to cradle the back of my head, sifting through my hair making a trilling Omegan purr – something I had discovered during our Mating that I could form when being appreciated by my Alpha – which makes him lean downwards to start scent-marking me heavily, coating me in his rich, musky scent to indicate to another Alpha I was his and only his.

Bringing my hands to place around his shoulders, soft breathless mewls, gasps and pants begin to fill the empty space as his long tongue trails up and down my neck, causing me to tilt my head backwards to expose it to him more.

At the moment during this short moment of peace, he rolls us both so I'm straddling him where he gives soft nips to my throat - marking me - until pulling back to rest his forehead against mine then yawning heavily, move to lay my head on his chest feeling him wrap his tendrils around me to keep me in his embrace. 

There was something about Crimson Symbiote which had felt familiar - like they were someone I knew - and yet, I couldn't remember at the moment who they reminded me off. 

A clawed hand massaging my head soothes me, hearing myself making a trilling sleepy purr before slipping my eyes close. 

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Sitting on a rooftop of some apartments, which are across the street from the church bearing a stained circular, ornate stained glass window the Crimson Symbiote watches silently where it can tell where it's prey is within. 

A sweet, fertile Omega with such a rich scent it makes them salivate at the thought of capturing them. The opportunity was to much to miss, even if they had an Alpha already protecting them.

The black Symbiote it had heard rumours about from various sources, but to see who was bonded to it made them heat up in such a way it felt like Hunting for Prey. 

Soon the crimson mask pulls back slightly revealing behind it a face of a someone who knew Eddie Brock very much from reading the journalist's articles which the man had written and watching him go about his daily life, alongside....the black Symbiote. 

A lightening flash illuminates their face, revealing only briefly that of...Cletus Kasady - a serial killer - smirking in delight before the crimson mask covers his face once more, a guttural hiss escaping with fangs forming at the thrill of....continuing the Hunt which had started. 

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 For @apastandfuturenerd, @avidreadr2004, @thewitchofstjohns, plus any other Symbrock fans out there

[felixcosm]

MIKEY: Are you telling me to break out? TY: No, I'm saying I know Mike Walters and what makes him tick. And breaking out of the compound is an idea that can give Mike Walters the energy to make it through whatever funk he's in.

— Episode 74: Symbosis

[kiichu]

Tell me your thoughts about Ace dadd I MEAN zero escape axe

YEEEEEE

Give me a character; and I'll break their ass down:

How I feel about this character: HIM HIM HIM!!! Okay so I'm sure everyone knows how abso-fuckin-lutely insane I was back in 2011-13 about him. And y'know what, that Emilee sucked because she was defending this piece of garbage. Luckily, I've grown and changed as a person. And now I know when I love trash, it's just trash. And that's fine! But anyway, fandom shit aside, Ace is a very cool character. He's one of the best "gotcha!" characters in the series, as you don't go in suspecting him. He's very smart, and plays the game well. Safe End makes me so angry at him, though - I hate how he brags about killing Clover to Snake. That ending, he really gets on my nerves. But every other ending I'm fine with him. He's just batshit crazy and that's okay. <3

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Nijisaki first and foremost - bc yes, "Zero made me kill my boyfriend without realizing" is so deliciously angsty. But also, Seven. And also Lotus. And Seven and Lotus. And I have my crack ships too, but I won't say them here... iykyk. ;)

My non-romantic OTP for this character: I think it'd be neat if... like... he was forced on a parole with Seven to investigate Free the Soul and maybe they form a "handler/prisoner" sort of vibe. Idk that just was coming from the top of my head. Also, Ace and Akane in an "enemies that are two sides of the same coin" sort of relationship. I roleplay Ace with my good friend Sey as Akane, and as I've put it, "the two of them have a fucked-up symbosis of sorts".

My unpopular opinion about this character: That uhhh I wanted him back in ZTD?? That would've been neat. Also, he should be on more fanart of the crew. Artists excluding him from the cast when drawing them is more of a spoiler than they realize sdfghjsdl.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: Well like I said, him returning in some capacity would've been amazing... even if I'm probably the only one that wanted that lmao.

[lightlessentwine]

[Narrative Voice]

Here, we meet the Tumblus Primus, a savagely-sweet species of aquatic mammal that has a distinct habit of sending its strongest packmates to the surface to hunt their favorite source of nourishment.. The Twittus Azurius.

An otherwise predatory species of bird, distantly related to the ancient Fascius Bookendus, these birds, ironically, have a cousin that inhabits these same waters, and the Tumblus in fact welcome these close relatives as a sort of.. tolerated guest. this subspecies of Twittus, known as Twittus Fugia, have been observed in fringe cases to have been domesticated at a young age by the Tumblus Primus! in recent years, this Fugian variant has been remarkably seen, adopting traits reminiscent of the Tumblus and taking primary homestead near the waters of the Tumblus.

Recently, in lieu of rapid climate change, a rather peculiar, typically-landfaring mammal has been pushed closer and closer, toward the shores. The Spronkus Kronkus, a rabbit-like creature, has found it can use the short webbings between its hind paws to hunt aquatically. Surprisingly, the Tumblus seem to have invited the Spronkus into its niche; the Fugia are similarly expected to cooperate and are given Sea Berries by the Tumblus as reward for cooperation.

Although the Spronkus and Tumblus both have been witnessed hunting the Azurius, the Spronkus has taken to its new bounty, primarily hunting the fish in the ocean. In the cases that the Spronkus are seen hunting Auzurius, the Spronkus' small demeanor and social nature has resulted in a rarely-seen development of co-habitation; the Spronkus share the remaining contents of hunted Azurius with hungry Tumblus! This is a quite new development, so we excitedly await news of this rather unique symbosis!

[reinoa]

Symbosis Blender

[beastenraged]

Megamycete: Keeping it (Not) Real

I’ve floated the idea in the past that the megamycete is actually a collection of various different fungus and mold species in symbosis (like lichen is between algae and fungus), and to continue that strain of thought, here’s what I’ve come up with:

First, there are most likely hundreds, if not thousands, of different species in the megamycete collectively. I’ve decided to simplify it to three main functions that we see in the canonical megamycete and most likely further enhanced by our most lovely Mother Miranda. 

First, the Support. The huge pillars of fungus that we see in RE8? Yeah, that’s the Support species working together to act as the roots/tendrils needed for the mold to spread out underneath its territory. Also seen in how it takes the form of a human fetus? Weird. Yeah, I’m probably gonna blame Miranda for that one. 

Second, the Control. This is the bit that Miranda singled out to mind-control everyone, by combining these species with entirely different lifeform (the roundworm/nematode) to create the Cadou. Originally I believe that the megamycete’s Control strain was probably nothing more than a way to ‘persuade’ various lifeforms to stay in the mold’s presence until they would eventually die and add their biomass to fuel the mold itself. 

This Control most likely would be in the form of spores that could spread quickly and thus were the most easily discoverable. I’m saying that Miranda probably figured out that what the Control strands did before any other and then ENTIRELY focused on strengthening this ‘control’ they offered. Because who doesn’t want to control every single mind in your vicinity? 

Lastly, the Memory. I would more accurately call this the “Connection” strands, but we already have a C-named collective here. The Memory strands are how the different fungus species communicate to one another over such a long distance. Such a complicated mess, like the human brain! This bit is where we get the stored memories of the mold-devoured human corpses and I’m going to say that the memory storage is ENTIRELY an accidental side effect of an intricate communication system. 

So. Support, Control, Memory. Where do we see these in the Mold Mutants? 

Hold on for my next post on the matter, coming shortly!

[jimintomystery]

DS9: "Equilibrium"

Lieutenant Jadzia Dax suddenly remembers a tune she's never heard before, which triggers hallucinations and a dangerous neurochemical imbalance. Commander Sisko and Doctor Bashir bring her to the Trill homeworld, but the Symbosis Commmission would rather let Jadzia die and save the Dax symbiont than reveal their darkest secret.

This episode takes too long to get there. The whole first half is just Dax being all hostile and then undergoing medical tests and such. The hallucinations simply aren't enough to spice that up. The story doesn't get warmed up until Dax, Sisko, and Bashir visit the caves where the symbionts live, but that's still not very warm.

The first meaningful plot point doesn't arrive until 30 minutes into the 45-minute runtime, when we learn Joran Belar (who composed Jadzia's mystery song) died around the same time Torias Dax was supposedly in a coma. That's how we learn about a coverup in which Dax's memories of that period had to be suppressed. But by the time we get there, Jadzia only has about three minutes to react to all of it.

Trill symbiosis never made much sense, but it's even weirder when we learn the little wormy dudes live in underground pools, utterly dependent on their humanoid custodians. It really makes me wonder who was the first Trill to decide these things were worth the trouble, since that would have to have been before the symbiosis surgery was developed. The only clue here is the white lightning that the symbionts use to communicate; perhaps an ancient Trill climbed into one of those pools to get zapped and found it mighty mighty pleasin'.

[staticymaticyyourlifeisatravesty]

New fanfiction I'm working on. It's gonna be a trilogy called Military Wives with the fandom being Fallout. Focuses on 3, vegas, and 4 with some Hancock romance, pscyological horror with Charon, and Courior's issues with A) being shot in the fucking face,and B) two hundred years of being a weird experiment that is technically a failure.

Pretty self explanatory as to why it's called Military Wives, which is 13 women were selected for a 'vaccine' to protect against radiation and  the effects of a nuke pre-war. The stories follow two wives and Charon, who happens to be a parent to a second gen wife. The first story follows Al as the courior, and her experiences in the wasteland. Not sure if I'm doing it by way of series of journal entries and clippings, or if I'm gonna follow new vegas storyline. Probably not, but if I do, I'm going independant as a big part of Al is her distaste for the NCR, and the legion. She doesn't really care for Mr. House aside from his involment in the war, calling men like him the reason the blasted Great war started in the first place.

Second is the one with Charon, and getting it's own post, the just of it is Charon's contract breaks because he kills Ahzrukhal while old Ahzie still holds the contract and goes a bit mad.

Third follows a fem sole named Maria, whose body created symbosis with 1-EV, and thus probs the more stable of the Wives aside from Joanne, a vaultie in the torture similation. She's a tad confused with her husband dead, and her baby dead as well, or well she thinks he's dead. Also getting it's own post as there is a LOT to unpack here.

[roughonline]

#ROUGHONLINE #photography #makeup #bloosomy #symbosis #roughfigital https://www.instagram.com/p/B-rJjfAJiXY/?igshid=1m0igjq0p3q92