#All of the info here should sorta be common knowledge

[laputian]

#𝐋𝐀𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍!—- 𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗛-𝗠𝗔𝗗𝗘 and STAR-LOVED / and wrapped in tragedy i / can't help but wonder if you / are 𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 or 𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘢𝘴 (𝙞 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜���� 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙜𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙛).

  ❝ he is the heavens' lord, king of kings- in the realm of the gods they sing his praises- ramuska šâh! —- ❞ 

❝ i cannot make you understand. i cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. i cannot even explain it to myself. ❞  

a study of 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝𝐲, 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐬' 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 and 𝐦𝐲𝐭𝐡 𝐯𝐬. 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲. with heavy ties to mythology of various sorts. supremely canon divergent from castle in the sky. by percival (he/him, 30+)

                meta analysis, verses, memes, public vs private info, rules under readmore 

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𝐨𝐧𝐞. #LAPUTIAN is an independent, private, highly selective and mutuals exclusive writing blog for colonel muska of castle in the sky. essentially all of this is actually just meta analysis and headcanon run and idk why anyone would expect anything else of me.

please do not follow me if you are under 18!

on this note, this blog will feature dark and triggering themes, because actually castle in the sky is a LOT lmao! i will make sure to tag these things with the format of #trigger so that they can be filtered out! PLEASE tag #trypophobia for me!

𝐭𝐰𝐨. shipping is not the priority here- muska is peculiar in the fact that he has a soulmate but it's super complex- tldr he isn't really looking for a new partner, but it isn't impossible. it's just not easy. also why would you want to...

if shipping happens, it will require a LOT of plotting and will not be with any mun or muse under the age of 21.

i am very open to other sorts of bonds, though! because it isn't just romance when people talk about ships- although i'll admit, anything other than rather antagonistic relationships is sorta difficult- muska is rather antagonistic and prideful, he's not easy to get along with in the first place.

i should also note that i will accept mains and exclusives! -

𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞. so essentially i took the lore in castle in the sky and threw most of it in the trash, which is common for me. i do a lot of research and i tie in real life history things. but on that note, i am not a linguist by far and so my translations and knowledge especially of old persian is rather limited and some of my translations may be wrong. actually, assume the majority are just "the basic vibe of the phrase" at best. if there's a linguist out there ... help me ... i'll owe you my life!

𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫. i am known for writing metas across the blogs i have. in the wise words of a friend:

with this in mind, the metas i write are portrayal specific to this blog, so please give them a read! i know i can be rather wordy- anyone who has followed me elsewhere may know this, but for my first time followers, worldbuilding is one of my favorite things to do. i am particularly fond of analysis of character psychology.

𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞. to the point above, i do have other blogs! i run @godstrain and other blogs, i am all over the place ok lmao so i am not fast.

and by this, i mean i work 32-40 hours as a registered nurse in an inpatient psychiatric unit. i am busy, i am tired, and i can't keep letting my focus go all over the place. inevitably, it still may do that because i have a tendency to be scattered, so if i don't get to something immediately, it isn't you, it's me!

also related to that, i do love communication! i struggle with reading the room (it's the Autism tm) and so if something's up or if you're bothered, please be direct with me! i will not take offense, i quite appreciate feedback so that i can be better as a person! in return, i will communicate back! i am learning to curate my space (after 10+ years of being on tumblr).

𝐬𝐢𝐱. there are people i won't interact with due to various reasons- honestly i am not afraid to use the block button, this is my space and i want to curate it as i will

. i won't interact with genderbent versions of characters, people who are Real Life Individuals (not counting fictional depictions like in the typemoon franchise or whatnot because those really have nothing to do with the actual individual they're supposedly based on?).

please stay far away from me if you fall under the following categories (i'm censoring things because god knows tumblr just picks shit up idk): proshipping, writing inc*st, p*dophilia, r*pe/n*ncon, are transphobic/homophobic- the usual gross behavior! use your moral compass!

on top of that, i am a firm believer that we learn from the media around us. full censorship is just as dangerous as the aforementioned things- the world isn't all sunshine and rainbows! please refer to this post which essentially summarizes the gist of what i'm trying to explain.

𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧. anyway, hello, i'm percival / percy. i am 30+ and use he/him pronouns exclusively! i am a hobby artist (it's my side-gig from nursing) and sometimes i post my art, tagged #whats my art tag considering i constantly forget my art tag if it's fancy. please do not repost my art without my permission. my icons have been cropped and colored by hand and i made my icon border, please don't take those or i'll cry for real.

mutuals, feel free to ask me for my discord, since i am much easier to reach there!

i look forward to writing with you!

[mycazus-blog]

Between Science and Religion:The Illegal Trade of Black Magic

Everyone always has something they want

Love, wealth, health, you name it. And it’s true that, at the end of the day, all we can really do is rely on ourselves to get what we want. But what if there’s something more? What if we could get extra help from The Great Beyond?

A Place Of Mystery

Turning to the heavens and consulting the stars has often been our go-to approach when we are in need of some otherworldly guidance; just think of all the people who still casually check their horoscope advice regularly.

Still A Business… Sorta

Contrary to the scepticism surrounding fortune-telling or amulet-renting businesses, Siam Arts keeps up with the times with their website and clearly categorised online store. Visitors can even make appointments with resident astrologer, Master Tham, online.

Talking to Master Tham only reinforced this image of modern mysticism. With a dark blazer over a t-shirt, the fengshui consultant looked slightly out of place amongst the occult trinkets and symbols.

The Agonising Aftermath

You know how in horror films, after a spooky encounter, the protagonist always has a lingering sense of unease that kick-starts the whole chain of events? That was me.

Picture this: 1am, me, and my glowing laptop screen. The Siam Arts website. And a slow, growing case of the creeps as I read the ingredients list for the recommended Archan Odd See Pueng Mae Namfon Cream. Cue frantic Googling to find out what the %$@! “prai oil” is.

Followed by the instant recoil of terror upon the realisation that it is oil extracted from corpses. A thorough description of this oil can be found here https://liewsp1-magicsea.blogspot.com/2012/07/the-making-of-nam-man-prai-oil-minyak.html

https://ourmagicalrealm.wordpress.com/namman-prai/

GONG TAU OIL（降头油) – Corpse Oil

This Oil is collected by using the fire of a candle to burn the skin of the chin of a dead woman. The oil collected is known as Gong Tau Oil. It is mainly used to make someone fall in love or lust. Women usually use Gong Tau Oil for relationship matter and Men usually used it to make girls/women want to have sex with him.Today it is comes mainly in the form of Nam Man Prai Oil (Thai) or “Minyak Dagu” as it is known in Malay. This falls under the providence of Thai magic. Nam Man Prai Oil can also be purchased from on the net. The price of this oil ranges from USD200~USD1200. Much info can be found on the Practice here : http://liewsp1-magicsea.blogspot.com/2012/07/the-making-of-nam-man-prai-oil-minyak.html

There are also many Facebook profiles that serve to promote these practises. One that I have come across is this: https://www.facebook.com/PhraPirabOccultSpecialist/posts/nam-man-prai-q-a-this-post-is-dedicated-to-answer-some-of-the-most-common-questi/930901950351546/

Menstrual Blood Gong Tau (经血降)

Menstrual Blood of a Girl/Woman is added to the food and consumed by the intended Victim. The intention of Menstrual Blood Magic is often to tie or bind a lover or sexual attraction. It is also often used by Maids from South East Asia to make the employers nicer or even listen to them. This makes the perfect taglock, or magical link.

In hoodoo and some folk magic customs, a woman’s menstrual blood is considered vital to some types of magic. Jim Haskins says in his book Voodoo and Hoodoo that “to keep a man crazy about her and uninterested in wandering, a woman simply has to mix some of her menstrual blood into his food or drink.”

The first kind of magical oil is the oil made from dead body such as singe magical oil from the chin or the hairs of woman corpse that died while pregnancy. We call the magical oil which is made from woman corpse is “Namman Prai”.

“Namman Prai” has great supernatural power about love, sex appeal and charm. Especially, use this magical oil about love. 

Whoever wants to worship and use magical oil, should know the right way to worship and use because the magical oil has advantages and disadvantages in itself. If you anoint “Namman Prai” on  someone who you fancy, It will make that someone be crazy about you. You should think twice before using the magical oil and should not use with a woman or man, who has a couple or family as it can break their relationship.

Moreover, don’t forget the spirit who lives in the magical oil, you should offer offerings and make merit to the spirit. If you don’t or abandon the spirit, your spell will break and it can reverse the situation. The spirit will instead bring bad things and problems to the worshipper. On the other hand, if you offer the offerings and make merit to the spirit, The spirit will fulfill and help you with everything.  

Educated & religious people don't believe in Black Magic .

Religious people are immune or so what they might believe and when they are attacked by Black Magic or as known in Chinese community as Gong Tau (降头), their own father / pastor cannot cure them and yet the Christian victims still cannot seek help from a Spirit Medium practitioner, due to their pride and also their churches , fathers / pastors do not allow their Christians members to approach other religions for help.

Most Traditionalist Witchcraft or Black Magic of different Cultures East and West look almost the same, but the rules are different and must be followed for the best results. They are just called by different names and different rituals are performed due to their unique religious influence, and yet, the land knows the rituals that have been worked upon it, and by working with the spirits of the land, you can learn much.

GONG TAU is often executed for the purpose of revenge or relationship matters and money issues.

Yet some things, once learned, cannot be unlearned. And I suspect my knowledge of what exactly goes into these mystical remedies will haunt my thoughts, figuratively. Hopefully, it fades as soon as I get the lingering scent of incense and ointment out of my hair – perhaps in a few days’ time.

[desolate-rose]

Chapter 9 the outside world part one

So the last two years of agonising and fretting over the ramifications and consequences of my future knowledge, my replacement of the original zelda, the possibility of me dooming an entire world simply by being born, and the inevitability of fate. All of that, for nothing.

I can't implement an essential part of my plan, FOR FOUR YEARS. For the next four years the fate of AN ENTIRE WORLD rests on my tiny three year old shoulders, in making sure my mom survives. But it's fine. Im fine.

It's not like I can do anything about it either. I physically can't learn sealing magic until I'm seven- full stop. There is no way around that restriction. I had asked. Repeatedly. Even researching independently, with what little I could read of my ancestors' journals. Which was a thing apparently. Apparently it was tradition for royals, and nobles to write journals of their lives to help inform their descendants after their death. Neat! But a little awkward to be reading my grandmother's diary, also a lot useless. (apparently my mom had a habit of screaming at operatic volumes when she was a baby, like mother, like daughter!)

If there was one benefit to this information, I at least now have a rough idea of when my mom will die. Yay. (unless of course zelda's lessons were pushed back for some reason, so my info is relatively dubious. yay.)

So now the only facit of my plan I can focus on is making sure my mom stays alive, not like i wasn't going to do that any way but now its just ya know potently world ending. Without any backup plans. Again yay.

So my main mission (or should i call it a quest? I am in zelda after all!) is to keep my mom alive. No sweat.

-that doesn't mean i don't have other goals though! I want to learn everything I can about the culture, history, and MAGIC (ITS ACTUAL MAGIC PEOPLE) of Hyrule. I'm in a whole new world! I want to know everything.

Also magic is REAL! Who wouldn't be fascinated?

I was practically skipping toward the library with dottie at my heels, I had recently found a relatively simple cooking primer that touched upon the subject of the special effects certain ingredients could give. (i could actually almost read it without assistance! progress!) I hadn't got the chance to finish it last night because the adults had this stupid idea that i needed a bed time and that healthy little girls go to bed before eight.

Bha! I am-

….

I was a teenager. And if school taught me anything it was that your education was more important than your mental and physical health! Lives were on the line people! Who knows when i'm going to need this information!

But it was nowhere near bedtime now! And no one! No one was going to stop me from my research!

I stared in abject horror at the empty shelf.

My book! My research! MY ENTERTAINMENT!

Someone had taken my cooking primer and I was devastated. Normally i would move on and find something else to read but this had been the first book that talked about special ingredients that i could sorta understand! I NEEDED more interimentery books to read, they were either too simple or too complex. The middling books that pushed my boundaries without confounding me were Hard to find! At least ones that didn't speak down to the reader or bore me to death.

DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO FIND A PICTURE BOOK THAT ISN'T SOMETHING ALONG THE LINES OF "RED DOG RUN, BLUE SNAIL SLIME!?"

I stomped fuming over to the castle's resident librarian who was deeply engrossed in some thick tome or another, muttering dark curses under my breath and fervently praying it had just been shelved in the wrong section. Ignoring the increasingly worried maid servant trailing behind me.

Taking a deep breath i collected myself and tugged on the old man's long trailing sleeve "mister Tommison do you know where my book is?" I requested politely. I didn't want to alienate my book dealer.

He raised one elegant silver brow and peered down imperiously over his reading glasses. "And which book would that be my dear?" mr. Tommison was a tall, thin, well kept man whose stern intimidating visage could scare troublemakers and chatterboxes out of his library with a single long derisive stare. He was horribly overworked trying to catalog and organise our massive mess of a library and wasn't all that fond of children no matter how important they might be. (honestly the library was a MESS from centuries of collection, mislabeling, misshelving, and to be honestly hoarding every scrap of paper we could get our grubby hands on. we had far too many books for one man to keep track of properly, but he kept the few sections he had under control in meticulous order.) thankfully he had grown a soft spot for me after a few weeks of quite, polite company and careful treatment of his precious books. (at least the few that i could read.)

"Dalias cookbook for the common home, mister Tommison" i replied dutifully carefully enunciating the syllables. mister Tommison was not tolerant of ignorance.

He sniffed derisively "it was checked out by some stupid little squire, he had the gall to come here right after training and tracked mud absolutely every where." my heart sunk. The knight trainees were famous for playing rough with their things and dirtying the castle with mud and other such gunk.

Even I knew that and I really only talked to mister Tommison, granny, spots, mom and dad!

Who knew what sort of condition my poor book would be in when i got it back!

I needed to go talk to this squire about being careful with this book or at least waiting to ruin it until after i got the chance to read over it a few times!

"Thank you for telling me mister Tommison." "of course my dear" he nodded back at me before returning his hawk like gaze to his book. I turned around sharply and headed out of the library.

Now, off to the training grounds to find my book!

.

…

…..

"Dottie? Where are the training grounds" she muffled a snicker behind me. "This way my lady."

As it turns out the training grounds were on the edge of what would be considered the castle, almost as far away from the library as one could get while staying in the castle grounds.

And as i stood in the door way to the outside world i was starting to feel…

Trepidation.

The sun was hot, the field was loud, and I was standing at a distance in anxiety. It had been years since i had really been in a crowd, since i had really gone outside and interacted with anyone outside of my small circle of family and caretakers. In all honesty i was rather sheltered.

And this was scary.

It was loud, the clash of bodies, the screech of steel against steel, triumphant yells, angry shouts, and the bellow of commanders. Hylian ears are incredibly sensitive and this messy cacophony of violent noise was painful.

My instincts were screaming to hide. to cling to dottie and hide behind the one person I knew was safe. Everyone was so much bigger and stronger than i was. I was fragile, vulnerable, and uncertain. My toddler mind cried for the safety of Dotties skirts. To turn around and-

"I'm just saying it's weird!" a voice broke through my thoughts and drew my attention to two soldiers relaxing in the shade of the wall some distance from the door dottie and i were standing in.

"She's the princess mate, should you really be saying things like that?" a lackadaisical voice replied to the first unknown. "She's three! No three year old should be reading! I have a three year old sibling, she can barely string a complete sentence together! Let alone read! Its freaky mate, I'm telling you!"

I took an involuntary step back and dottie bristled.

"Shes got the blood of the goddess mate, their always doing strange things." the lazy soldier replied barely bothering to glance at his impassioned friend. "I don't hear about the queen being able to read at three. Her majesty's smart, not unnatural!"

Dottie started to move but i caught her skirt preventing her from moving any further

His friend laughed, "you're losing it mate- the future wisdom of Hyrule, too smart? Have you been adding the wrong mushrooms to your stew?" "jerk. You know i'm right! Its weird! What other three year old can read?"

"SOLDERS DOSE THIS LOOK LIKE A TEA PARTY TO YOU?!" the two men startled head swinging toward the approaching commander before freezing like deer in head lights.

"THIS ISN'T SOME SORT OF RELAXING GET AWAY SPOT! THIS IS A JOB- A DUTY! GET YOUR LILY WHITE BUTTS BACK ON THE FIELD AND GET TO WORK ON SOME PUSH UPS"

The first solder spoke up tentatively "how many sir?" "DID I ASK FOR QUESTIONS? YOUR GOING TO KEEP GOING UNTIL I SAY YOU CAN STOP. NOW DROP." "SIR YES SIR"

I turned my eyes to the fuming dottie, "Dottie lets go back inside." "But princess-" "can we just go back inside… please." dottie scooped me up into her arms. Normally i would fuss wanting the independence of being on my own two feet, but right now it just felt good to be held. "Ok. let's go back to your rooms princess. Its about time for your nap any way" she replied with forced cheer.

It wasn't anywhere near nap time but right now i just wanted to sleep.

Also on FanFiction.Net! https://m.fanfiction.net/s/13547505/9/

[olivcrisms-blog]

hiya everyone !! i’m lilac, she/her, 19, and hail from the desolate timezone known as aest (rip). just a lil bit about me - first up ,what’s my my fave band… what’s a 5sos. i also like twd and peanut butter cups, in that order. anyways, enough with my lame ass, below i’d like to introduce you to my lil bean, oliver !

♦ * ⋅ ⋆ — looks like「the ROSE COLORED GLASS」or as most would call HIM, OLIVER ELKS, has just enrolled at gmu! some would say the NINETEEN year old looks a lot like ASHTON IRWIN. truthfully, they can be AWKWARD, but also WHIMSICAL. more than anything though, i wanna know WHAT MADE HIM SO OPTIMISTIC? i heard HIS GRANDPARENTS RAISED HIM WITH LOVE AND TOO MANY FAIRYTALES. i also heard that they sometimes KNIT SWEATERS FOR DOGS. wonder if i have any classes with ‘em. [cismale]

alright below i’m just going to throw around a bit of info about oliver !! nothing too complicated (or interesting lmao), but oliver is a recently revived muse of mine so i apologise if everything isn’t sorted out yet. :) okay now to the fact mobile

MY MUNCHKIN

MY BEAN

MY DARLING

oliver is of a dying breed, the chivalrous gentleman. defs a boy-next-door type, he was raised with impeccable manners and respect and with too much empathy bottled up in one human tbh 

this is partly due to oliver just being a sensitive person to begin with, but also bc of the traumas of his childhood

tw: death & bullying - oliver was always the smallest kid in class, had a weird last name, and an easy target for bullies. he was bullied constantly, to which his parents constantly reaffirmed him and told him they loved him always. but still, he got picked on a lot. things only got worse when his parents passed away when he was 7 years old in a tragic accident caused by a gas leak. oliver lived with his grandparents after that on the outside of town.

the events from above didn’t harden him, they softened him ??? like, his mind became nearly expunged of everything negative and retained an optimistic outlook of the world (sometimes, to a fault). he can be a lil too trusting or naive, but his intentions are always pure. the bad things that happen sorta just fly right over his head now. most of the time this is a blessing, but sometimes it’s hard to be real with him bc he’s too busy just trying to put a positive spin on something that should be accepted for what it is y’know?

relating to the above, a lot of insecurities and harrows from his childhood have gone unresolved bc he just refuses to talk about it,,, like, if something’s not good, he just won’t acknowledge it. it’s part of the reason he’s taken to drinking a lil too much, and partying more than he should (part of this was bc he was late in his teenage rebellion, also due to the fact he just finds them,,, fun. he loves being happy and watching others being happy too).

also fun facts oliver’s dad was australian and so when he was 15, he spent a summer with his australian family bc he hadn’t seen them since his parents’ funeral basicaly and he kinda nevilled ™/archied ™… he went over as this tiny morsel of a kid and returned not only bigger physically, but his features had filled out more and his ears sat right and his teeth suited his face and basically… he got hot.  but the best thing that happened to him over that summer was he finally became a lil more confident !! 

he’s also a pure ROMANTIC. he watched too much disney as a kid and both his parents and grandparents had the most touching love stories. oliver has always wanted this. bc of this he has a tendency to ‘catch feels’ waaaay too quickly, but he’s not here for any of that ‘netflix and chill’ stuff. he panics when it comes to that sort of thing tbh, it’s actually sorta adorable lmao.

on that note, his sexuality has been something he hasn’t actively thought about, and he doesn’t like to label himself. he could fall in love with anyone really, it all depends on what type of person they are to oliver and such. but yeah, it’s not something he talks about v often, if at all. he’s not a labels sort of person 

he’s a psych major at gmu bc he wants to spend his life helping people (would have been a doctor or vet, however he’s scared of operations and things of that nature). he works part time at a pet store, lugging dog food and the like. he has a pet fish, but not an actual pet, which is something he laments on every day.

he takes photos of everything. he’s obsessed with capturing every moment, and bc of this, his instagram is LIT (and yours would be too, he’d happily spend 30 mins helping you getting that perfect shot). he also loves the outdoors and plays a lot of sports, however he competed in swimming carnivals since he was a kid. (he also plays guitar on the dl, but that’s not common knowledge)

don’t feed this man sugar, he’ll be hyped for days

as oliver grew up with his grandparents (who are quite a bit older bc oliver’s parents had him later in life via ivf), he has a lot of quirks he’s inherited from them. he literally loves knitting ?? it’s such a calming thing for him, and he’d happily knit you a scarf or something if you asked. he’s also quite a good gardener and sometimes he may just wear a flower behind his ear or whatever and like agiuhagsdaf he’s my sunbeam

he kinda wants to travel and see the world, but he needs to stay for his family ??

this boy has 19 years of baggage manifested inside him. it takes a lot to get him angry, but if you happen to be the lucky one that does,,, oh boy. oh boy.

how do you end these things ?? halp. nah i’ll just end it here bye

…

sike i’m not done rambling, i also i have a few wanted plots !! (this can be added to the 3 pre-existing relationships if it works !!)

a person who friendzoned oliver in high school, lmao 

maybe someone who really wants to sleep with oliver (bc who are we kidding, he’s hot) but oliver is just really not digging it ?? like just imagine him being all “um no thankyou i don’t want to have the sex, let’s play uno instead !! :D”

a toxic friendship or relationship !! oliver keeps seeing the good in this person and hopes this person would change, but they keep hurting him, and everyone knows the two are on the road to misery but oliver doesn’t want to give up on them ??? just angst and gdjsdnfs

also here are oliver’s bio/headcanons/stats and plots pages, but defs hmu if you wanna plot !! i have so much muse and my whole heart to give (to the highest bidder, preferably) and both oliver and i would just love to have you !!

[drferox]

20 Questions with Dr Ferox #9

Here we go again vetlings. It’s been a busy week.

Anonymous asked: Do you have a list of breeds that have been asked of you but you have not yet replied to? It might be useful because tumblr eats things

No I don’t have a published list of unanswered breed requests. It would be a pain to keep up to date, and there are 27 breeds waiting at the moment so I’m not desperate to expand that list.

I haven’t made a list of breeds that I have answered either, for much the same reason.

@ridragon asked: can people get cherry eye or is it just a dog and cat thing?

Humans can prolapse their tear glands, though it doesn’t seem to be all that common.

Anonymous said: I noticed you talked about what could cause a cat to be fat but you didn't mention them getting fatter after being fixed? Our vet told us it was just hormones when she sorta "blew up" (got really fat) after we got her fixed and she's still fat to this day (its been like 6 years) she's not obese though.

‘Being desexed’ on its own doesn’t cause weight gain. It does reduce the resting energy requirements of a dog or cat by approximately 10%, so if an animal is gaining weight after desexing it is because they are continuing to be fed too much.

As many animals are desexed around 6 months of age when their growth slows down, many people simply don’t adjust the way they feed their pets and choose to blame surgery instead. I can assure you remaining entire doesn’t protect pets form obesity.

@amber-cara asked: do you have the same problems with tick-borne diseases as the US does? Like Lyme disease, Ehrlichiosis, Tularemia, etc 

They are not something I worry about, and have to look these diseases up every time they’re discussed, because they’re just not relevant to me in practice. There a few tick borne diseases up north, but that’s a continent away from me. It’s the paralysis I have to worry about down here.

Anonymous said: hey! so my family has a cat we got as a rescue, a sort of... strangely shaped kitten too young to be away from its mother. two years later i'm awake at 4:30am and stumbled across your blog, so i came to ask about him. basically he's got what i believe our vet said was a detached sternum? sometimes when you pick him up you can feel a little nub of bone sticking out. i'm wondering if you know anything about this & the health impacts it might have on him?

I’m not clear exactly what you mean by a detached sternum. If you mean a prominent xyphoid process then it’s unlikely to impact their life. However there are other conditions which reduce the volume of the thorax (flat chested kittens, pectus excavatum) that will severely impact their life.

Anonymous asked: Hi, love your blog! Is it common in older cats (10+ years) to lose their fur? I can't tell if my cat is tearing her own fur out or if it's just falling out. Her mother had the same issue, though not as bad. I'm a college student and work part time, so I don't have a lot of money. If the fur issue isn't related to age, then I'll work to get some money for a vet visit. But I'd like to know if it's that serious beforehand. Please don't think I'm a bad pet owner, I'm just broke.

Unfortunately I can’t tell what’s going on over the internet, but it’s not normal for cats to just lose their fur. The first thing I’d do though is make sure your cat has adequate flea control.

Anonymous asked: I wanted to be a vet tech but I had to put off my education for several years because of debilitating health issues. I'm in my mid twenties now but still hopeful I can pursue this someday and learning all that I can on my own. But I've always wondered, do vets even want techs who had to delay their formal education for so long?

I don’t see why we’d care terribly much as long as your knowledge is current. It’s more of a concern on a resume if there’s a long period of time with no activity, because that can suggest somebody that’s had trouble as a strong of workplaces and doesn’t want to list them. If there’s a good reason (i.e. not problems at work) it’s not that big a deal how long it took you to train.

Anonymous said: Hi! I can't believe I found an aussie vet blog! Sorry if this has already been asked but, what advice would you give to a young person considering studying to become a vet nurse?

If you’re only considering study at this tie, go get work experience. Go see what it’s like. Talk to nurses, especially the older nurses. Talk about wages and earning potential, even if you don’t want to at this stage because that’s the main reason people stop being vet nurses.

But other than that I have no experience myself being a vet nurse, so I say go talk to some.

Anonymous asked: Are there any good topical pain relief sprays for animals, for after they've had a wound professionally treated, so that they can be in less pain while they heal?  

Not really, I think there’s only one on the market, and that’s for sheep. Topical treatments only penetrate a few millimeters through the skin anyway, so our patients are generally better off with systemic pain relief (tablets injection).

Anonymous said: my mother keeps saying it's not worth to take my rat to the vet if they can't cure his mycoplasma :/ We already went once and got a round of Baytril for two weeks but it's back again and I just don't know what to do :( She says it's impossible to live if antibiotics because it will cause kidney failure ??? 

We can’t cure diabetes either but recommend these patients come in for treatment.

We can’t sure arthritis but still prescribe treatment because it improves their lives.

Something is going to be the cause of death for your rat in the future, whether that’s respiratory disease now or kidney failure in the future. Every treatment we utilize has side effects, but we use the because we judge that action worthwhile. Personally it sounds like your mother just doesn’t want to spend money on a rat.

Anonymous said: I've heard some people say that the adhesive used with some plastic cat claw caps can be toxic if ingested and that there is a risk of kitties accidentally eating one and getting sick. Do you know anything about this?

To my knowledge the soft paws adhesive is safe. The caps are so small they’re unlikely to cause an obstruction, but might be a little uncomfortable if pooped out.

These concerns would still not be a valid reason for considering surgical declawing of a cat.

Anonymous said: As my cat has aged he's not been playing as much. He doesn't have any weight problems and he still plays and jogs around some but he doesn't chase toys he used to love as much as he did before and he doesn't play for as long. He's a neutered indoor cat and we have a somewhat small apartment so I'm a bit concerned about him putting on weight as he continues to age. Is there anything I should be doing to make sure he gets enough exercise?

If you cat is not currently gaining weight they he’s probably getting enough exercise for his food intake, and if his weight is stable I wouldn’t worry too much about it. You can’t force a cat to exercise like you would a dog. I would be more interested in why he doesn’t want to play as much, and would wonder about arthritis.

Anonymous said: Hello! First, I wanted to thank you for doing the Rhodesian Ridgeback post! I really enjoyed all of the info, and I think it's great to know about the breed before you adopt. So I was wondering if it's common for dogs to be allergic to a lot of things (mine is basically allergic to everything) or if that's just depending on the dog (like some humans have allergies and some don't). Thank you! Also, how was your day? I hope it wasn't too stressful or anything.

Once a dog (or cat, or human) has one allergy it’s common for them to develop multiple allergies over time. Also if one animal has an allergy, their relatives are more likely to have allergies, though not necessarily to the same things.

Work has been busy and hectic, but home life is not too bad.

@a-floral-ghost asked: Hi there. I'm not sure if this is something you can legally give advice about, but my dog has bad knees and is on cosequin for it, which completely manages his pain but he's dependent on taking them every day to stay free of pain. Surgery would fix his problem and remove the need for medication, but is much more expensive. I've heard cosequin can cause harmful side effects if taken for too long and that worries me, but the surgery will be hard to afford. Do you have any advice?

If we’re both talking about cosequin the joint supplement which is mostly glucosamine and chondriotin, then it’s pretty low risk of side effects, even if taken for years. Dogs do need to stay on it every day to benefit from it, but the risk of side effects is very low. Low enough for it to be an over the counter medication and not prescription.

Anonymous said: My dog, a shih tzu/Russell terrier mix, has a really prominent underbite. Is this going to hurt him in any way? Should I be doing anything extra for him? Thanks so much <3

Depends how severe it is. There may be minimal difference in a mild case, but dogs sometimes have trouble chewing things like bones and may be more prone to dental disease. If you can brush his teeth that would be gold standard.

@orangecinnamonrooibos asked: Weird cat nipple ask - My male tabby has 3 extra nipples (confirmed by at least 2 vets). He has an extra on his belly near his normal ones, one on the front of his shoulder closer to his neck and one on the back of his neck. With each new or emergency vet I take him to I point them out - one even refused to believe me and ended up shaving the one on his neck to double check (yeup it's still a nipple). Is it really that uncommon?

It’s very uncommon to find extra nipples outside of where the mammary chain usually runs (chest to groin). The one on the back of the neck is especially unusual.

@clowderofcloudies aksed: Would you rather spend a year in a space station or a year in a deep sea submarine? (Assuming that both options have equal area and window space)

Depends on where I get to look at more organisms I haven’t encountered before. I get bored easily.

But why not a deep sea submarine in space?

@rabid-dragoness asked: Into any comic book heroes or stories? Marvel or DC? (Or something else??)

While I enjoy them in principle I’m not really into either at the moment. I have been a long term fan of the webcomics Order of the Stick and I’m hooked on Erfworld at the moment.

@ sketchywyvern said: Trash Bag is beautiful and I love him.

Trash Bag is a small menace and he knows what the internet thinks of him.

@ firebird766-blog said: Trash Bag is adorable. Does he scream at you if you don't feed him promptly enough in the morning?

Not yet, thank goodness. He has tiny little question mews but has not learned to scream like Wonka, who is deaf.

As soon as he learns to cry for food he’s not getting breakfast any more, and will go down to one feed a day. Crying for food two hours before it’s due is not welcome at 5am, from anybody.

[2centsofsilver]

12/5/17 Tues

Today at 9:30am I took the bus to campus and met a friend/collegue A from G at Espresso Royale on State St. We talked about the piercing world and opportunities in apprenticeship/what it’s like being a piercer. I most definitely overstepped boundaries while being entirely aware of it by asking her questions about my employment that she isn’t allowed to tell me/doesn’t know the answers to. I’ve just been really fucking stressed lately to the point where even though I know how unprofessional/inappropriate things are, I don’t give a fuck and do them anyway. But I always make a point to say something like, “I’m sorry, I hope I’m not overstepping and if I am, I’m so sorry and understand we can’t discuss it, but I’m just wondering if blah blah blah” and then they respect the fact that I was already aware it wasn’t right and neither of us feel shame about it. After that Amanda walked me through the Diag, willing to walk me into the SSW to help me get to the ECC for an Art in Social Work Symposium. Rachel showed up which I wasn’t expecting. She came a little late, sat down, saw me, mouthed “hi’ and smiled. Then for the first half of the presentation, I was trying to take notes and concentrate while saying to myself repeatedly, “Don’t let Rachel make you feel nervous. She’s accepting and you’re here for you.” That was why I chose to sit at a front table by myself. I wasn’t sure how big the crowd would be (it was relatively big, but lots of people filtered out early due to classes). I stayed the whole time and found the discussion boring. I found the content extremely general and vague and really geared toward macro work - community outreach and organization. I didn’t know the event was going to be a panel for questions. I knew I had questions I wanted to ask, but was scared in front of all the students. I’m not a student so I felt even more uncomfortable like I wasn’t sure if I was even allowed to be there attending this. Since the entire 2 hour symposium was centered around incorporating the arts into social work, I refused to not speak. I raised my hand and mentioned being a deferred student on medical leave while also using the next year to weigh whether or not I want to do SW versus Art Therapy. I told them I got into a variety of AT schools and MSW schools for this fall last year and that I’ve been offered another opportunity in Portland for an AT Masters. Immediately Paula started shaking her head, gestured, and said the word, “Limited.” After providing this context, my first question was their thoughts on SW versus AT as a career path. Their answers were general and things I already knew that didn’t help me at all. They were opposed to AT as a career pathway. I talked about my passions and why I chose SW, feeling it encompasses everything and provides the opportunity that I can really do all the things I want- be a professor, be a therapist, work with any population (i.e. kids), publish books. The panel included 4 individuals: Another woman named Amanda who put this whole thing together (idk who she is), a first-year student with music background who self-designed her internship, her field supervisor at her field location named Paula, and Larry Gant- a professor in both the School of Art & Design, as well as SSW - a professor I had researched and referenced in my admissions essay, discussing my interest in taking courses from him given my career goals. People are right - he is dry and boring communicatively, but I have the utmost respect for him and plan to reach out to him in detail as soon as I can. I plan to reach out to the intern too (Sunny) and Paula.  The most concrete take-away I got from the symposium is the knowledge that I can create my own internship by writing proposals, researching field placements, and then talking with my field supervisor about designing my own program. This is what I want to do. I also received the empowering message: “Build your own career. You can do anything you want.” Paula spoke in opposition towards AT when explaining what therapy sessions as an AT would be vs. as a therapist with an MSW. She said things like, “Instead of working in a room with child and parents, you’re sitting with a child using puppets to talk about what happened. Instead of talking to client about issues they’re dealing with, you’re sitting on the floor painting those issues they’re dealing with.” I want to talk with her more about this because as a counselor/art therapist, I’ve always been under the impression you DO have counseling skills with the extra advantage of INCORPORATING the arts. At the same time, I felt a bit discouraged because I actually really like the prospect of that career and the examples she was providing, even though her point was that they’re limited. After the Symposium, I was looking down at the Atrium from above. It was so crowded down there, I’m SURE absolutely maxed out with all the people I know in the SSW. I was scared of seeing Max and Savannah. The first person I saw when I looked down was Erin. Then I looked up and saw Autumn right next to me. I started talking to her, but again (JUST LIKE YESTERDAY AT THE BUS STOP) couldn’t even hear her. I was so anxious and so stressed and so scared and nervous that I just wasn’t even listening, while trying to also listen and be a good fucking friend, jesus christ, I’m terrible. I texted Erin telling her to look up (even though I was in the bathroom- which was stupid. Why would I not wait till after I came back out to the window?) She said she didn’t see me (obviously). Then when I got back out there I texted her again saying “Look up.” I saw her look up and shrug her shoulders like “wtf” and then turn around and see me at the window. She smiled and waved and texted me. I stood there texting her back for a couple seconds. Then I told her to wave again and went on my way. Sunny came out of the ECC and I took that as an opportunity to ask for her contact info even though at the time I didn’t really care for it (now I’m glad I did it because I think she actually can offer some good information to me regarding this self-designed field program), but it was more out of anxiety, I stopped her, asked her for her contact info, so that if people I know did see me, they’d see I was busy/occupied/and aka confident.  She gave me her email and I started trying to text it to myself and accidentally started texting it to Savannah. I flipped the hell out saying “Oops, sorry, wait, I tried to text it to myself and ended up almost sending it to someone I absolutely cannot send things to” and she laughed. For the first time I almost felt above all this shit. Then I utilized this as an opportunity to walk out of the SSW with someone. We were talking and she asked if I live in A2 and I said Ypsi and as we walked through that doorway past OSS and into the upper commons, she told me she likes Ypsi better because it has better coffee shops. I sorta did a combo of a scoff and a laugh. I have no idea why I thought it was so funny? ANXIETY. I was passing a crowd of people and I wanted them to see that I was talking to someone, involved, confident, comfortable, and thriving. Not: Slouched over, nervous, weird, awkward, a failure, misplaced, or visibly uncomfortable). After that I thanked her for putting on the event and said it was nice to meet her, and then I veered right and sat down on the cement bench where Rachel and I had sat yesterday, but closer to the entrance so that people I knew COULD see me if they were walking in and out of the building. But I looked down at my phone and started playing on it in fear they would see me. This is my life. This is social anxiety disorder. At that point I got an incoming email from Joy reaching out to see how I am doing and inviting me to Hungerwise regardless of whether or not I’m all caught up. I flipped my phone horizontally and began writing a response, thanking her for her concern, saying I’m sorry I missed 3 weeks in a row, I’ve been immensely depressed and struggling, but would like to come tomorrow etc etc, but question whether I should just take the next class instead, but asked if I had to re-pay for it, blah blah blah. At that point, I look up, and there’s Savannah. Walking out of the building towards Espresso Royale with a short and petite dark haired person- it may have been Monte. It was then when I realized (and subsequently got EXTREMELY depressed) that Savannah was moving on. Making other friends and highly immersed in a program that I’m no longer a part of, as much as I still try to be. Like this was her life- coffee between classes like her and I used to do, but with new friends. Every right (obvs.) to make new friends, I want her to thrive and be happy. Just something about seeing that was so hard for me. And then I remembered that I’m an overwhelming friend. That’s what I’ve been told. Max specifically said, “Many people have shared with them that I am overwhelming to be friends with.” My depression from all of this is that kind that makes you feel frozen. Aside from the fact that it’s also winter- it just makes you feel like dead ice. After that Espresso thing, I hopped up, and walked quickly to the bus. At the bus stop I looked back down the street and saw her and the Monte girl rushing back into the SSW. It was the green coat. They were far away. I was sad. I wondered if she could see me. I wondered if she saw me sitting there at the SSW. I wonder if she can see how I carry myself, how sad I am, and whether or not this also makes her feel sad. Or if she’s moving on into the wind leaving me behind. After that I drove to therapy and tried to explain to Amy all of what happened on campus yesterday and today- all the stuff about Savannah and running into her 3 times and the anxiety and how sore my body is. How I cry everywhere I go, how I feel frozen and depressed. How I feel like nothing and have lost my authentic self, worried all I am is a byproduct of my new diagnoses. That my whole life, everything I’ve ever said or done, has been a product of my PTSD and codependency. Talked about Rachel. Talked about the CoDA thing. I want to talk to her about the idea Rachel gave me of passing on control to a higher power. A higher power being a god/deity, religion, nature, art, the group itself, or the spiritual universe.  I also have the topic of rituals on my mind from the Fakir Intensives conversation I had with Amanda this morning. A psychologist once tried to diagnose me as a fucking sadist. Did you know in the piercing world, rituals for the very reason I’m into piercing, exist as healing experiences to let go of things no longer wanted by being sensually put through pain/physical support, not as kink and not as weirdo-ville, but as an individual request for personal freedom. Peace out, 3:50am.

[claudecat17]

Random O's Thoughts on a Rainy Day

I figured I'd fill in the gap between games by maybe complaining about things a little bit, and just sorta free-form this here thing for a change. Which reminds me: at some point next week there will be a guest post by Tom, non-political in emphasis but still very worthwhile. The door's always open for anyone that cares to write something up. Chances are I'll be fairly lazy during the O's road trips when it comes to posting here, so have at it!

The attendance thing has been gnawing at me since that second game. And I know I've probably said as much as can be said about that before. We all know the myriad reasons that the yard isn't even half full during the week, especially this time of year. No need to rehash all that. I've also written extensively about how I think this issue could be fixed, pointing the finger at the club's lackluster marketing efforts. This is the key to the future of the team if you ask me.

Think about it. What if this downward trend in butts in seats continues? In a few more years it'll be maybe 7-8k on weeknights if nothing changes. Granted, the bulk of the revenue comes from television and other media sources, but at what point do the powers that be do something about those empty seats? What does it mean, if anything, if there aren't enough people to fill even a quarter of 'em on weeknights? The money will still be rolling in as long as MASN and the like maintain viewership, but at what point does it become simply too embarrassing?

Perhaps things will only change when things become so dire that the buzz around town, on radio and among fans at large, begins to focus even more on the attendance thing. It's already reaching critical mass if my circle of fan friends and acquaintances is any indicator. And depending on which sports talk radio host you can stand to endure, it's becoming topic number one there too. The fact that we're just two games into the season, that conditions were primed perfectly (excellent weather, incredibly compelling first game) for an uptick in the second game's crowd yet it was still embarrassingly small... this does not bode well for the O's marketing status quo to remain viable.

Time will tell, but the O's would be well served by not dragging their heels too much longer. It's long past time to begin (actually resume) offering discounts on upper deck seats and all the other things I've talked about before here. A complete overhaul of the marketing approach is long overdue. It's time to be proactive, before the team loses Manny Machado and the shit really hits the fans (pun intended).

What else? Oh yeah, I see that the O's have made a few more minor roster moves. It has not been a good year for poor Dariel Alvarez. Now, I can't pretend to have any knowledge of how these things work, but it sure seems callous for the club to cut bait with the guy just as he's set to undergo Tommy John surgery, this after they've already forced him to become a pitcher, seemingly against his will.

So who's on the hook for that surgery? Does Alvarez remain nebulously in the team's clutches? Was the cutting of bait purely procedural? I'd hope that somebody's had a sit-down with him to explain all this, but knowing what little I do know of the inner workings, nothing would surprise me. My innate cynicism has in no way been tempered in my years at the yard, this year especially.

The overwhelming sense one gets being in my position is a sort of "penny wise pound foolish" vibe. For example, in watching coverage of several Opening Day games on the tube, I noticed that most clubs staff their gates with personnel clearly identified as separate (and presumably better trained, higher paid) from the rest. People with "SECURITY" in all-caps on their apparel, often beefy dudes looking very professional and intimidating.

At our yard? On a busy day you may be processed by an entire team of people that don't do the whole metal detector shuffle thing regularly. They may even be rookies, thrown into the fray with no clue beyond the 15-20 minutes spent on this during their several hours of training sessions. This won't ever be an issue in a big way until it is. My hope is that nobody sneaks something truly dangerous in with bad intent. It could be a lot harder to do that if the O's spent the dough to hire security professionals.

At all levels, you see folks being saddled with too much responsibility for their pay grade. It's heartwarming, and indicative of how much people enjoy the heck out of just being at the yard at all, to see people happily doing so much more than they probably should be doing. Unfortunately this can translate to bad information flowing. It's fairly common for fans to ask me questions that they've already asked others who have given them bad info. This is fine when it comes to food locations, but when it comes to ticket policies or pricing, this can be bad.

I've heard things that are genuinely stupid, and it's difficult if not impossible to get the truth at times. A few people, very believably, told me that they tried to buy upper deck tickets last year on very lightly attended nights, only to be told at the window that all they had left were pricier seats down below. Seats at 3-5 times the price up yonder. Now that's a serious issue, if true.

And I lean towards believing it, if only because of the number of discrepancies I've personally seen, differences between what you see online as sold seats and what you see in person. Or being told that folks have tried to buy tickets somewhere specific, only to be told that those aren't available. Differences between what's available online versus through the window. Sounds to me like the whole ticket sales infrastructure could be substantially improved.

How about the "new" food choices this year, hurriedly publicized just a couple days before the first game? The closer you look into it, the more you realize it's mostly the same old stuff, just gussied up a bit with a few new sauces, a few new shapes of bread. No new physical locations. Still no more Geno's or Polock Johnny's, still no more Natty Boh or the lounge it once inhabited. Seems like they were backed into a corner and had to quickly improvise something. Some of the signs weren't even changed by Opening Day.

So I guess that's enough. Cheery, huh? Just callin' it as I see it. Room for improvement in several areas, none of which really affect my own enjoyment of the wonders of Camden Yards or the baseball played therein (except possibly the gate issue). My primary concern continues to be the marketing though. If they don't get that together soon it's only going to get worse. And I'm sooo tired of answering out of town fans' "where is everybody?!?" questions.

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[letmeout-of-game]

Is Wasser Truly Prophetic?

I figure it’s really really odd to post a “theory” about your OWN series, one you know all of the answers to, but I’ve honestly been sitting on this idea for a while and nobody seems to have connected the dots yet. Since it is really out of the ordinary for me, the creator, to do something like this, I’m gonna put a Read More. Since there could be spoilers, but likely not?

Whatever, my crazy points are gonna be made beyond the Read More. Venture downwards if you dare.

So I’m sure we all know and despise Stilles Wasser, one of the main antagonists of Let Me In. He is arguably the most annoying, horrendous piece of shit in the galaxy. But I suppose being duct-taped to your room for almost an eternity would drive someone to have odd behaviors.

Since his introduction to the players, Wasser has called himself a god, Death himself, all-knowing and all-powerful. In fact, on more than one occasion, he has claimed to be prophetic, and demonstrated this by manifesting bizarre and cryptic videos. But have any of them actually come true yet?

Wasser may be incredibly annoying, but why would he boast about having such incredible power without demonstrating it? Surprisingly... he has. On several occasions. We’ve just been conditioned to think of Wasser as a blind idiot god and dismiss whatever he says as empty threats.

So, he’s stated several times before that he can see all possible outcomes. He’s uploaded several cryptic videos, rarely with any context to the events going on at the time. You would assume that he’s just flexing his eldritch muscles. But he predicted everything leading up to the current events. What exactly has he predicted, then?

Fear’s success in gaining Puppet as his permanent vessel.

Wasser uploaded a video called “CORPSES DON’T SCREAM” as a demonstration to the players of his prophetic abilities. It featured a shot of Puppet first with his head down, then grinning at the camera. Black fluids can be seen dripping down his face from his eyes and from his mouth.

Wasser later, while his view of the players was limited by Mist, uploaded “YOUARENOTHINGBUTFOOLISHPESTILENCE,” which showed Puppet in a straight-jacket with the same black fluids dripping from his eyes and mouth.

Just about the same spots, actually.

Peter then uploaded a video a while later of himself stumbling upon Puppet’s secret spot, discovering his paranoia wall, and a folder full of what appears to be the same papers seen in the very beginning of the game. But what’s stranger is that Peter glances over this...

These two images are the same as the above two, from PESTILENCE and CORPSES. Why would Puppet consider HIMSELF The Fear? The answer is, he didn’t. Quite some time after this, Puppet is forced to flee his home, and we later get a video called “confessional.”

And first off, Puppet doesn’t look too hot.

Strange how pale his face is, how he seems to have black ink around his eyes... how he needed to ask Miranda “Let me in?” How he misquoted a now vanished Black Candles post to someone who was a part of the group.

And sure enough, not maybe a week after staying with Miranda, Fear tells the players about how he brutally murders her and is now wearing Puppet’s skin like a jacket.

But that isn’t all Wasser wrote. He predicted more than just how Fear took Puppet as his vessel.

He predicted what happened to Puppet himself after “death.”

I use “death” loosely, even though every character so far has said Puppet is dead, including Puppet himself. But Wasser seems to have known exactly where Puppet would be.

Unannounced, Wasser uploaded a video called “Spreicher,” which is German for “memory.” It has quite a few shots with uncanny resemblance to more recent videos taken in Hell. Here’s a few comparisons below.

He even saw a more detailed view in another video he uploaded out of anger.

But let’s talk about “Spreicher” for a moment.

The video we see in Spreicher is absolutely impossible to watch. It flashes constantly and is so glitchy and corrupt you couldn’t make ANYTHING out. The video was irrelevant at the time of its upload. But the audio was very noteworthy.

It featured Puppet sending voicemails to an unknown recipient, talking about how “they” were staying in New Jersey and how “they” were going to be at the beach. How “they” were taking a job. And later on, “their” regret towards said job, while there was some kind of distortion going on. Then one more voicemail that was pure noise.

This is where the word “spreicher” becomes very important. Why would Wasser make a video about future events whilst referring to it as a past event? The video may be a prediction, but the audio is a “memory” that Puppet should have. Clearly the audio is Puppet calling someone else from the Black Candles.

We know Puppet was part of the Black Candles, because he told us. He told us about the night they met Fear and how he killed some of them in a fire. But then... we get this footage at the end of a very recent Wasser video. Of what appears to be a beach, no doubt the Jersey beach. But the timestamp is quite... out of place.

But Puppet is 18. He couldn’t have been around for THAT. This says 2001. Maybe Fear recorded it, but that wouldn’t make sense with what Wasser is showing us.

But then, in “repetition,” the latest video, Puppet has a breakdown. Thinking he’s not being heard, he screams about how “the fire was a lie” and that “he dragged ‘them’ into ‘this abomination.” “That was the night of atrocity, that was it!”

If we are to believe Wasser at this point, and take what he’s shown us, that means that on May 13th, 2001, Puppet and the Black Candles were in New Jersey. Their “job” took a turn for the worst. And instead of a fire, the Night of Atrocity occurred. Puppet was the only one to escape. And according to what Puppet said in “repetition,” he’s in the same place now as he was then, as well as the only remaining Black Candles member as of current.

And if that’s true, then how old really is Puppet? How reliable is Puppet at this point? Is Wasser, the one being who we all thought was just verbally intimidating us, trying to tell us something about the one person we’re protecting just because he’s our friend? Because clearly, he lied about his entire history. And the players all know exactly how prone to lying about his history he is.

In conclusion, Wasser predicted Fear’s taking of Puppet’s body, what happened to Puppet in a completely different dimension, and may have been trying to low-key tell us he’s a lying son of a bitch who we should have never trusted.