#~ scientist's notes

[butter-roll-cookie]

"I do wonder what Matcha Cookie's missing ingredient is... she never tries to tell me."

"Maybe she's just playing hard to get! If I keep asking her about it, she's sure to tell me!"

"And if not... I'll still figure it out. 'Curiosity killed the Cake Hound', huh..."

[california-112]

They are emailing eachother

[adiabat]

my phd supervisor is notoriously lax on fieldwork safety but he’s also 6’7 so it’s like yeah dude no wonder you’ve never had to worry about bears they see you coming and are like oh fuck it’s the slenderman

[mayhaps-a-blog]

There's something that bothers me a little about the complaints that the Preservation Alliance team aren't "professional" in the show compared to the books, and I think it's just... I have a different idea of what professional science looks like.

Even in the books, we don't actually see the team do that much science. They take some "samples", and SecUnit thinks of them as professionals, but other than SecUnit's internal monologue, they don't do that much more than in the show. They actually talk more about their work in the show than in the books!

I wonder if some of it is that the Preservation Alliance doesn't fit what people's idea of a competent scientist, particularly a competent scientist on TV, looks like. They're expecting the Big Bang Theory, or Gurathin bent over a computer terminal muttering "I'm in" as green code plays across his face, or Arada rattling off a bunch of jargon while dissecting an alien creature, or Bharadwaj IDing the alien remnant based on rocks or something. And that's not really how science actually... works.

Honestly, as a scientist, this is one of the more realistic depictions of actual science I could expect from a TV show, unless you wanted to watch several hours of people working quietly at their computers with expressions of various levels of exhaustion, annoyance, and stress on their faces, or sorting samples, or wandering around staring at the dirt, or sitting around debating the nature of "nature" and the ethical implications of terraforming or whatever (which would be cool, but also, not plot relevant, I'll just assume it's happening off-screen). I could sort half my coworkers by which character they're most like: the upbeat professor who's always trying to help (Bharadwaj), the hippy biologist who freaks out about disturbing 'natural processes' (Arada), the extra-friendly super outgoing possibly ADHD guy (Ratthi), and the overly cynical constantly complaining about capitalism and swearing over his grants analyst (Gurathin). I don't know who's got the open marriage because I prefer not to know about the sex lives of my coworkers, but I know some are in pretty messy relationships - that don't spill over into their work. Because they are professionals.

Basically, I look at this show and I see - my office. So when people say that they're not competent, that they're bumbling or not good scientists, honestly, it's kind of annoying. They're people, not just scientists, with stuff going on outside of their work, namely: someone's trying to kill them, something that absolutely none of them are prepared for. You don't learn how to handle that in grad school! Of course they're going to be messy and make mistakes - that's what people do. Scientists too.

[stars-obsession-pit]

Not Quite his Twin

Danny Fenton is not Danyal al Ghul. They’d wanted him to be, but he wasn’t.

He still remembers when he first woke up, his whole body feeling raw and ill-fitted. Even his mind felt wrong, his memories not quite his own.

Which, he supposes, they weren’t.

Because Danyal is still dead. Executed on the orders of the Demon’s Head for failing to live up to his twin.

But the spurned heir would make a perfect figurehead to build legitimacy for a coup, so a splinter sect of the League stole away some of his remains before they could be disposed of. They may not have had permission to access the Lazarus Pits, but they could still turn to some more unorthodox methods of attempting resurrection. A combination of cloning, a few stolen and processed samples of Lazarus Water, and pieces of necromantic rituals.

And it almost worked.

Almost.

The body they constructed did indeed come to life, and clearly possessed at least some of Danyal’s memories, but it wasn’t him. The memories were locked behind a barrier, present in abstract but not felt. This thing they created could never pass for the deceased heir, and thus could never be the figurehead they wanted. So they decided to dispose of him.

But the clone’s memories had shown him this sort of betrayal before, and he did still have some of the original’s skills. He struck first, killing several of their agents and managing to escape the lab.

He had no idea what to do next, but at least he was free. Free to form his own life, to become someone unique rather than just not-quite-Danyal.

[butter-roll-cookie]

"Nonsense! We're friends now, aren't we, buddy? Friends help each other out all the time!"

Butter Roll Cookie insisted, flashing his usual smile and giving Linzer a reassuring pat on the shoulder. He leans a little closer, as if they were talking about some kind of hush-hush topic.

"Want me to let you in on a little company secret? Dough is much easier to remove once it dries! Wiping it off immediately only makes things worse."

closed rp with @butter-roll-cookie

Linzer had been watching what the lab was like before watching the dough go out of control in the mixer

It lands onto Linzer and now she is covered in messy dough…

“Well isn’t that great…” She sighs before trying to wipe it off but she could see someone come over to help clean her all up

“Oh hello Butter Roll Cookie it’s quite fine really I can do it myself…”

((Hope you’re cool with this))

[feralbutchboy]

just had the realization that when people say “i want you carnally” its not a fucked up pseudo-meme like ive been using it. there are people that actually mean it and actually have other people in their sexual fantasies. shocked and upset.

OP uses it/he/that/thing

[drh-j3kyll]

Erm.. Henry... your fear of going to Bethlam is showing 🤭

[project-sekai-facts]

Has middle school Rui appeared anywhere other than in-game stories, the NEO 2dmv, and the What Sort of Ending Are You Wishing For? 2dmv?

he has a blink-and-you'll-miss-it cameo in the background of his bfes card. he's like 5 pixels but he's there

[butter-roll-cookie]

"Ha ha! As expected from the two of you!"

"Say, one of you wouldn't mind helping me develop a new experiment I'm working on, right?"

"There you two are! And how are we feeling today, friends?"

-- Butter Roll Cookie (@butter-roll-cookie)

"Ah, hello Butter Roll. I am feeling quite well."

"I cant feel, so i wouldnt know :P"

[california-112]

S08E14 / S08E15 / 'Work Song' - Hozier

[inkyrainstorms]

oh what a nice young man, i sure hope he doesn't take the same pitfalls as his idols and do something that will haunt him forever in the form of his sibling :)

AFK?????????.?.?.?.?????.? FUCKING HELL AFK GET BACK HERE YOU CSNT THROW THIS AT ME AND THEN L E AV EWHAT

I sure fucking HOPE SO.

god what happened to Hyde. What happened

an experiment gone wrong, leaving him hospitalized, and when Jekyll visits, guilt ridden and teary-eyed, when Hyde wakes up again after days, weeks—

Hyde won’t even look at him.

Won’t listen.

there’s nothing Jekyll can do to fix this. Any of it.

When Hyde is finally discharged, he shakes off Jekyll’s hand and stumbles off of that bed, ignoring the wheelchair they’d provided and hissing in pain as he crumples to the floor, and muttering curses the whole way (maybe he lost his voice) (maybe Jekyll is imagining him cursing, maybe he’s pretending everything is still normal) (what kind of injury is it, what happened)

in the months that followed, Hyde didn’t speak to him once. Even when his voice came back (if it left at all)

When Jekyll got the news that he’d been accepted at Oxford, that he was leaving the country — Hyde looked him in the eyes for the first time in months.

He’s known Hyde his whole life. He could see what Hyde meant from his eyes alone. He could see the mixture of relief and fear and anger hardening into something that screamed “good riddance”

When Jekyll left, Hyde didn’t even say goodbye

Jekyll couldn’t blame him

—

He tried, those first few months. Sent letters. But none of them ever got a response. When the first one came back, “return to sender”, Jekyll felt himself smile, an ugly little thing that held no joy, no bitterness. Some unnamed, third emotion between the two. Relief, maybe.

“Good riddance” he tried to say, but the words tasted like ash and caught like glass in his throat until all that came out was a choked, wet sound. It didn’t matter. At least he knew where they stood, now.

He kept that letter, and every single one written after it, in the bottom drawer of his office table, the one that locked with a little silver key that he never went anywhere without. He never looked through them, either.

And yet.

No matter where Jekyll fucking turned, his stupid brother was there. He took to covering up the mirrors. Took to cutting his hair even shorter than he’d kept it before, trimming the sides until they were just stubble.

When he got really, really shitfaced one night, early in those years before he’d started cutting his hair every damn month and it was growing out in that choppy, awkward way hair did, he looked in a mirror and laughed. He hugged the bottle to his chest, kneeling on the floor of his dorm, and giggled at his reflection.

“What,” he slurred, Scottish accent thick, “You want some too, Hyde? This is my bottle, you get your own.”

And then, despite himself, Jekyll started crying.

He woke up that morning, face sticky and mouth tasting like shit, and stumbled straight out of his dorm — throbbing headache and all — to get his hair cut so short he could hardly recognize himself anymore. Lanyon laughed at him, when he saw him later that day. Jekyll just shrugged, told him he was trying something new.

And it was better this way. He had to believe it. This was better for the both of them.

—

[butter-roll-cookie]

"I'm Butter Roll Cookie! My apologies for intruding in your garden, ha ha!"

"Wooow! I can practically feel the power radiating off your dough! Such a strong sweetness...!"

-- Butter Roll Cookie (@butter-roll-cookie)

Eternal Sugar Cookie.

“ Why such welcoming dear.. i must admit i've never seen you around in the delights of my garden, that is... ”

Eternal Sugar Cookie.

“ and who might you be, my sweet new friend...? ”

[loverboybrightsideghost]

ballister has those huge sad wet puppy eyes but let’s be honest that man is not pathetic. in fact i think he’s really cool and smart and capable.

[science-bastard]

just because i took a gentle scalpel to your quiet, still chest doesn’t mean i don’t love you. no, it’s quite the opposite. it’s the opposite when i saw through the bones, push your muscles aside, and pluck that gorgeous heart of yours from your chest, fully with the intention of preserving it as best i can, and decorating an ornate jar for it on my lab bench. you’ll stay right here with me, won’t you, my dear?

[n00tuz]

Tiny Art Study I did on The Glass Scientists!