#Deepsea Isopod

[hasellia]

With the current discourse on plagiarism, (thanks hbomberguy for getting peeps into citing), I wasn't satisfied with attributing the image to just an "Aaron", so I did some digging. The finds were shocking...

It really is him!

This Blogspot page confirms the image comes from Deepwrecks, but the domain for sale. The Wayback Machine was being unresponsive, but I found this on a separate Blogspot page.

Looking up an Aaron Baldwin, I found a marine biologist who mainly works in taxonomy in Alaska and British Columbia.

This third (and final) Blogspot page provides a references and Aaron Baldwin who works mainly in Taxonomy and provides a picture:

(Honestly, I'm a bit face blind, but it looks like the same guy but older to me).

The Blogspot also provides a page for a website that Aaron has contributed to, based on the wildlife of British Columbia. The website has a gallery listing by photographer (wow! What a convenient way to find a source! More of that, please!) and sure enough, Aaron has a tonne of marine Biology photos on there.

This is good enough evidence for me. I probably could've just asked OP for receipts, but it was a good research exercise. Here's Aaron's ResearchGate, give him some love and Doritos.

Aaron, if you're reading this, thanks for the joy and inspiration in our lives from your moment of photographer's instinct. Thank you for teaching us about marine biology. I hope you have a wonderful day. (Also my sister is an undergrad, studying marine biology on an overseas scholarship, who just loves some networking opportunities, winkwinknudgenudge).

And now, I can rest.

THE ORIGIN OF THIS IMAGE:

So in my etsy I sell a pin of some isopods having at a bag of doritos based on this photo. Today I was contacted by the person who took it.

I asked to share this info and he gave permission!

Here’s the picture of him working with isopods and here’s a link to their published research!

[prinz-vassago]

missed drawing guts

[mfydrwlio]

深海魚をモチーフにしたライン素材のセットです

[prisiidon]

next zora seamonster is an isopod >:)

[barksbog]

Giant Deepsea Isopod Plushies!!!

they are very soft and made from mochi minky!

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barks-bog.com/shop

[whiteeyes-is-a-mad-scientist]

Too snapping turtle

Who is the current seawing queen? What is she like?

"Queen Isopod is the kingdoms current queen after a seawing ambush killed her mother and sisters. A small and pale seawing with eyes always on the brink of bursting into tears. The crown is awkwardly balanced on her head as its a bit too heavy and bit too big for her.

To summarize, she is completely lost in panic and worry. Some say it was due to the sudden death of her mother and others believe it is because she never wanted nor expected the throne. She was tossed into leadership with no warning. Leadership during a war where all eyes are on you for what to do. An especially heavy crown thanks to Pearl and her... strong... leadership style.

She never leaves the deepsea palace because of these worries. A big reason Argile made the earring...

Many on the seawing council take advantage of this anxious state she is in. As one whisper of possible spies or traitors sends her into a panic, she'll do anything to keep herself safe. I honestly feel quiet sad for the young queen. She had no time to grieve and I fully believe she never left that night her mother died.

More alarming is how her usually shaky run away fear is turning into an angry violent fear. Ive seen long respected generals get dragged away to shark nests for failing to catch someone she found to be threatening.... this isnt her though... it cant be...

Her new council member Prawn has become close to queen... suspicious he is..."

-Snapping turtle

[superjumpintomyheart]

Been thinking a little bit about Eight reuniting with Iso Padre in Inkopolis Square since we can see him in the cafe in splat3. I'm imagining Eight chatting and walking into the cafe with Pearl and Marina, stopping by for a snack before they head in for some turf wars or ranked battles and all of a sudden she stops mid sentence when she spots the isopod sitting at the counter. It's impossible to mistake him for someone else with his signature black suit, and how many other giant isopods inhabit the surface anyways?

Eight- just to be sure- still asks stunned, "Iso Padre?"

He turned around to see who had called him and when he sees the octoling standing there he grins widely, "Young squire, is that you?"

Before Pearl and Marina can even ask Eight about who this interesting person is, she's running across the cafe to give him a hug, laughing as his multiple limbs embrace her. It filled her with such joy to see him here on the surface, in the heart of Inkopolis Square where he always dreamed of being. After they had defeated Commander Tartar and effectively freed the deep sea metro patrons, she worried about where the friends she made along the way had ended up- if somehow they remained trapped underground with no way out. Thankfully, it appeared that wasn't the case, as even someone like Iso Padre who had been on the metro for a long time was able to make it to where he desired to go.

"You made it! I'm so, so happy you're here, how long have you been in Inkopolis?" Eight asked, still holding onto to her dear friend.

"For some time now, although not terribly long. Once the tests stopped being required in the metro I figured it was my chance to follow the light you were chasing as well. Then I made my way here before I even knew were I was going, like it was calling me." He hummed thoughtfully.

She nodded against his chest, finally pulling away to look at him with a smile. In many ways thats what it had felt like for her too, leaving the underground world of octarian life with nothing but the clothes on her back and a heavenly melody in her head, letting instinct guide her. It seemed things always worked out when they trusted what their hearts yearned for.

"I'm so glad," she could almost feel tears beginning to well up in her eyes, overwhelmed with happiness and relief. "It's wonderful here, isn't it? Everything you ever thought it would be?"

Iso Padre chuckled and nodded, "And so much more. I have to say thank you for what you accomplished, Eight. If you hadn't come along I wouldn't be sitting here now, I'm forever grateful for the light you shined on the metro."

"No, I really should be thanking you, Iso Padre. You helped me so much on my journey to get here, with my memcakes and all the support you gave me. I was so thankful to have a friend to rely on."

"Then we both can share thanks for each other," he concluded, patting the octoling on the shoulder.

Eight is suddenly reminded of her friends she came with when she hears Marina coo "awww" from a few feet behind her. As much as she wants to be embarrassed by it, she instead waves the idols over to join them, excitedly introducing them to Iso Padre, "This is Pearl and Marina, you might know them as Off The Hook, but they helped me a ton with escaping the metro too."

"Allow me to extend my thanks to you girls as well, for taking care of Eight both back then and now," he says, offering one hand to shake.

Pearl takes it first, commenting, "No prob, we owe it to you as well for helping her out too. This whole thing was kind of a team effort, huh?"

The group agrees and settles down in the cafe to catch up on life and share stories of the deepsea metro, spending a few hours just talking and enjoying each others presence. From then on, Eight reserves a day of the week to meet up with Iso Padre at the cafe, to stay in touch and update each other on their lives on the surface. Occasionally when she's just heading in for turf war, she makes sure to stop by for a moment just to say hi and he wishes her good luck, and reminds her that no matter how many losses she has at least it will never be as bad as pushing that 8-ball down a narrow pathway again.

[lsopod]

i though isopods went extinct million sof years ago?

my friend

do you perhaps mean to say trilobites?

theeese funky little guys?

arthropods evolved into existence around 500 million years ago, trilobites being amongst the first of the arthropods. Trilobites did not survive the Permian-Triassic extinction event, but isopods did! Isopods are a more specific order of arthropod and evolved into existence around 358 million years ago and are still around today!From your giant deepsea isopod, to the silly little woodlice that you see under any rock or log they are extant!

[theevilicecreamsoda]

Someone turn me into a deepsea isopod i need to scavenge food from the sea floor

[sailorsplatoon]

Chapter 3 of a Dedf1sh fanfic I wrote

Here comes chapters 3 and 4! I decided to post both today because they're both pretty uneventful. (I promise they're setting up for something BIG!)

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Chapter 3 below!

(I don't think that there are any TWs for this one, but again if I miss something please let me know!)

“C.Q. Cumber! Iso Padre! Look!” Ahato rushed into the train, triumphant. They hauled a large piece of pointed metal with them. “I finally got one of the thangs!”

“I’m so happy for you, Ahato! You’ve worked very hard for this,” Iso Padre hugged Ahato as soon as they pulled the whole thang into the car.

“Congratulations Mx. Mizuta. I will take you to the central station now,” C.Q. Cumber began his long trek back to the front car. 

“You’ve made it so much farther than I ever did when I was a test subject, Ahato,” Iso Padre said once the train had started moving. 

Ahato jumped up from their seat, “You were a test subject!?”

“Oh, did I never tell you? Yes, I was a test subject here for a short time. I had quite a bit of trouble with the tests and was unable to progress.”

“I didn’t know, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s quite alright. At the very least, I can still remember that well. And seeing you succeed is enough to make this old soul happy.”

***

Ahato hauled the thang into the central station. They weren’t totally sure what to do with it, but they figured the telephone could tell them. “I got one of the thangs, what now?”

“You must collect all four thangs to unlock the door to the promised land. Leave this one here and collect more.”

“You’re not even going to tell me what it is?” There was no response. It had shut down. Well, Ahato wasn’t going to get any more answers today. They might as well leave. “A bit of feedback, the tests and thang stations are super quiet, it’s a little creepy. Might want to add some music or something,” they said as they walked back into the train. Ahato could have sworn they heard it say thank you.

***

Iso Padre let the mem cake fall onto the seat as he wrapped a pleopod (isopod arm) around Ahato. Their memories seemed to haunt them. It was so strange to him, who wanted nothing but his memories back, how much Ahato wanted to forget. But despite this, he knew he had to comfort them. These memories were painful to re-live. This time the mem cake was an older looking octoling who had a distressed look on his face. They said it was their father.

1 see the letter 1n your hand.

1t takes me t1me to understand.

That we w1ll be forced to d1sband.

“I walked into the kitchen and saw him holding a letter. That was how I found out I was being drafted,” Ahato sniffed, slowing their sobs.

“I am sorry that your memories bring you so much pain. I wish that I could help you as much as you’ve helped me.”

“You’ve helped me plenty!” Ahato suddenly stood up. “You’re the first person I’ve really felt like I could be myself with. You’re like my second dad. If you’re okay with me calling you that…”

“I am honored that you think so highly of me, Ahato. I am happy to have been able to help you.”

“Mx. Mizuta,” C.Q. Cumber came slinking in through the doors, “I typically wouldn’t be allowed to do this, but you’ve been a test subject here for a long time now, so I would like to give you something special. Would you mind waiting for me to take the train to the station?”

“Oh, of course. But I don’t want you get into any trouble…”

“Do not worry, I have already approved this with the other conductors and the higher ups at Kamabo Co.”

The train screeched to a stop about fifteen minutes later. They were in a part of the Deepsea Metro that Ahato didn’t even know existed. The doors opened up to a large room entirely empty except for a set of turntables.

“I know that you enjoy making music, but haven’t been able to, so I had this set up for you. Hopefully it will prove more useful to you than your current set up,” C.Q. Cumber slowly made his way out of the train.

“Oh my cod, C.Q. this is amazing! Thank you so much!” Ahato rushed over to the turntables and started to experiment with all the effects.

“When you’re ready you can turn on the speakers and your music will be heard throughout the entire Deepsea Metro.”

“Are you serious!? This is too much, you guys are too nice to me!”

“I would love to hear what you create when you are done, Ahato. If you’re comfortable sharing with me that is,” Iso Padre spoke calmly as he inspected the turntables. He’d never seen anything like them before.

“I think I have an idea of what I want to make, it shouldn’t be too complex…”

Yet again, it took painstakingly long to complete a song. Ahato wished they could have worked quicker, but it needed to be perfect and the only way they could make it perfect was to spend a lot of time. Finally, after toiling away at their turntables for what felt like days, they had created their very first original song. 

“I call it #0 shell. I made it taking inspiration from the station entrances and the sounds I hear there.”

“It’s amazing, Ahato. I love it,” Iso Padre beamed seeing them put time into their passion. It made them look so happy.

“It is a wonderful idea to play songs in the stations. Would you mind if I started playing this at the station platforms?” C.Q. Cumber asked.

“Go right ahead! I would love it if more people could hear my music!” 

[axolotine]

DEEPSEA ISOPOD: *inspects some detritus and - upon finding it to its liking - takes a nibble*

THE INDIFFERENT OCEAN CURRENT: I will bring you more. I ask for nothing in return. But do not mistake this for love.

ME: Who said that?

SEA HAG (OVER RADIO): Don't you worry about that. Get me those giant pearls or else!

[voidwithtoomanygooglyeyes]

Pronouns themed for Hadalzonegender

hadal/hadal/hadals/hadals/hadalself

deepsea/deepsea/deepseas/deepseas/deeseaself

hadalzone/hadalzone/hadalzones/hadalzone/hadalzoneself

bioluminescence/bioluminescence/bioluminescences/bioluminescences/bioluminescenceself

cold/cold/colds/colds/coldself

bioluminescent/bioluminescent/bioluminescents/bioluminescents/bioluminescentself

glow/glow/glows/glows/glowself

isopod/isopod/isopods/isopods/isopodself

hadalpelagic/hadalpelagic/hadalpelagics/hadalpelagics/hadalpelagicself

void/void/voids/voids/voidself

🦠/🦠/🦠s/🦠s/🦠self

⬛/⬛/⬛s/⬛s/⬛self

[amphibizzy]

whale fall

[bonezaw]

✨Pet the boi✨

[xeneric-shrooms]

Need..giant isopdssss,,Sy..shhebsbsbxxbxbhssjs

[rununcal]

I could’ve made him worse, this is rookie DNA testing. African Lungfish. Australian Lungfish. Deepsea Isopod. Epaulet Shark. We keep in the Silver Spinyfin because it looks stupid and sea snake because it’s interesting. Sprinkle some bioluminescence in. He gets no cetacean DNA because he does not deserve to be mammilian.

(Image ID: Text from Sebastian’s wiki. It says “He was texted with DNA of a female anglerfish, redacted, a blue whale, a great white shark, a silver spinyfin, a mantis shrimp and a sea snake. End ID)

I played Pressure on Roblox with my brother! Everytime I play a game too long with him my throat starts to hurt and/or I get sweaty but it was still fun, though not scary (good for me though cause I’m a scaredy cat). Anyways Sebastian Lungfish real and I saw my brother get electrocuted maybe a total of 13 times while I was dead.