#Formal Settings

[beatbude]

[mysteryequationart]

randomly got back into swtc and. had feelings about the girls

[catnykit]

I NEED MORE I NEED THE VIVISECTION I NEEEEEED THIIIIIIIIIS YESSSS

Experiment

Despite my lack of motivation, I suddenly had a burst of ideas that led me to write this.

CW: medical whump, surgeon whumper, knives, blood, testing

Information may not be medically accurate.

Whumpee woke up to a bright light. Their eyelids were heavy, making it difficult for their eyes to open, and even when they opened, their vision was blurred. Whumpee wasted a few seconds until they saw a silhouette of someone wearing a surgical mask and gloves positioning a large white lamp over their body. Their eyes wandered more, bringing more information to their disoriented head. Their arms and legs, tied to a hard and uncomfortable stretcher, but rigorously clean.

The entire room was dull and uninteresting in color, like a hospital usually is. Whumpee tried to speak and finally realized they were gagged. Their eyes returned to the person they had seen before, who now stood in front of a small table with some metal trays that displayed some materials and tools.

Whumper pressed a button on a small recorder.

“Test log, section 32. This time, the procedure will rely on a live specimen."

He took a rolled-up piece of paper and held it out in front of him to get a better look. The position in which Whumper lifted the paper allowed Whumpee to peek at the contents. It was blue paper with several frighteningly detailed drawings of human organs. There were post-its with notes written in different colored pens.

Whumpee got scared and started struggling, trying to free themselves. Whumper seemed to have heard but ignored it.

"I will carry out the test paying attention to signs of previous results. The steps will be the same."

Whumpee stopped squirming and paid attention.

"First, an opening of three cuts is made, from the belly to the chest of the specimen."

Whumpee's eyes widened.

"Then, the layers of flesh lower down are cut and the edges are pulled back, exposing the organs."

Whumpee saw the experiment drawings on the paper and began to struggle again. Their gag-muffled screams reached vaguely on the voice recorder as background music for the diary.

“Then, extraction begins. First, the kidneys. Then, the liver... And so on. With the specimen alive, I can collect more results regarding pain resistance and lifespan. There will be no anesthesia. I'm looking forward to the experiment unfolding."

He rolled up the paper and set it aside on the table. He picked up a small scalpel and a handful of gauze and turned around, approaching Whumpee. The "specimen" became even more desperate, trying so hard to free themselves from the restraints that their wrists and ankles were getting bruised.

Whumper looked into the eyes of his living experiment. Whumpee looked back with teary eyes. They prayed that Whumper would be sympathetic and give up, or kill them outright. They prayed that they would receive empathy. However, Whumper maintained his neutral expression and said:

"A skittish and nervous specimen. The accelerated heart rate will promote blood circulation, facilitating the procedure."

Whumpee helplessly watched the scalpel approach their body.

"Starting incisions.”

Whumper began by cutting Whumpee's belly horizontally, holding the scalpel with his hand at a slight angle, letting the instrument slide beneath the surface of the skin, breaking through a layer of flesh. Whumpee screamed as loud as they could under the gag. Whumper proceeded with the cut hellishly slowly, holding the piece of gauze with his other hand, stopping the excess blood from leaking from the wound. When he was finished, Whumpee could breathe for a few seconds, albeit with difficulty.

“The specimen's blood is slightly darkened. I'm still waiting for the results of the blood samples I collected, but I believe the specimen has some disease. The skin sits comfortably on the bones, and the flesh is as soft and fragile as paper. Anyway." Continuing incision.”

He began a vertical slash at the same agonizing speed. After a while, Whumpee lost the strength to scream. It was already difficult to breathe with all the pain and anxiety, and the gag made their situation even worse.

Whumper stopped the second cut halfway and took a look at Whumpee. He set the scalpel and gauze aside and took a small flashlight from the instrument tray.

"Relapse. Paleness, heavy breathing." He held Whumpee's eyelids and flashed the light directly into their eyes, one at a time. "Dilated pupils. The specimen is not very resistant. It may not hold until the end of the tests. I will suture the incisions already made and stop this section at that. I will place the specimen in a saline supplement and give it a few days to recover briefly.”

Whumpee lost their strength and passed out. Whumper returned to the table and replaced the lantern. He took off his gloves and mask, letting out a long sigh.

He pressed another button on the voice recorder.

"Section 32, summary. The specimen has a low tolerance for pain and blood loss. I will focus on strengthening it until the results of the blood tests arrive and finally proceed with the main experiment. End of recording."

He turned back to Whumpee. He ran his hand through the victim's dehydrated hair.

“You're the best test subject I've ever had.”

[gammija]

tiefling jon's first day at the Archives

[yourlocalabomination]

Hey, Dickhead!

*smashes your face in with a crowbar*

[chronurgy]

Gortash designs and builds mechanisms so I imagine he has to be able to sketch fairly decently in order to sketch his projects and designs. And I'm imagining a pile of charcoal sketches of Durge, done over their entire acquaintance, starting out with sketches of them in battle and then slowly becoming more detailed and intimate and as they do, the titles changing from things like "The Bhaalspawn" and "Bhaal's Chosen at Their Bloody Work" to "The Chosen in Contemplation" and finally just Durge's name

[nyancrimew]

Do you go by it/its exclusively now? Do you want your wikipedia page to be updated?

the wikipedia article is partially edit protected because people keep trying to edit the pronouns in it without checking either the talk page, the page history or at the very least the linked references on the footnote regarding my pronouns. i have to tell people on here not to edit the pronouns in the article almost every single month and half the time someone sees me asking not to go change them as some sort of challenge and immediately goes to edit the article. please just don't.

[bacchuschucklefuck]

I know a normal amount abt waistcoats

[moonsnqil]

part 2 of art i did for the aftg big bang

based on @valnillablonde 's tma au fic!

[bubbloquacious]

The current (2024-7-23) first-link chain on Wikipedia containing mathematics goes

Mathematics -> Theory -> Reason -> Logic -> Logical reasoning -> Logical consequence -> Concept -> Abstraction -> Rule of inference -> Philosophy of logic -> Philosophy -> Existence -> Reality -> Universe -> Space -> Three-dimensional space -> Geometry -> Mathematics

and I think that's delightful.

[starcurtain]

One thing I wish I'd see more of among Ratio fans is some thought about how he views himself as a teacher.

Like yes, of course he refuses to compromise on the quality and rigor of the education he imparts, and he would find it unforgivably unethical to lower his standards in order to pass more students who had not genuinely learned the material. This is core to his character.

However, as someone who is a teacher IRL, I know the absolutely miserable feeling setting that kind of standard can cause. There's the obvious disheartening sense of disappointment ("Are students these days really not capable of doing the work correctly? Is our future in danger, if this is the highest level of understanding our current generation of students can achieve?"), but even worse than that is the self-doubt.

"Is this somehow my fault? Am I not teaching this material in the right ways for the students to learn? Is there something I could have done differently to get through to these students? Would a better teacher have a higher passing rate?"

We know that Ratio does (or at least did) struggle with feeling inferior to the Genius Society, so I think it is also likely, as much as he absolutely will not budge on his academic standards, that he has doubts about his teaching ability as well.

This is the man who wants to educate the entire world to cure the disease of ignorance, and yet only 3% of his actual students are able to get there. How can someone who gets so few of his direct students to a state of enlightenment hope to enlighten the whole universe? If so few students are successfully learning the material of a given class, doesn't that mean the teacher is doing something wrong?Would a better teacher--would a genius, maybe--not be able to impart their knowledge more efficiently and educate even the most challenging of students?

As someone constantly struggling with that balance between keeping academic standards high while also meeting the needs of today's students, I think the passing rates of his courses must affect Dr. Ratio much more deeply than I've seen fans discuss. I think he would question himself harshly over his class success rates, and I think he must be constantly trying to push himself to become the best teacher he possibly can be.

tl;dr: I hope one day the HSR fandom will stop sleeping on the fact that Ratio is an actual practicing professor who probably has astronomical levels of teacher angst. 😂

[vcrnons]

SU- SU- SU- SUPERNOVA

[vintagehomecollection]

A Treasury of Great American Houses, 1970

[bellyasks]

Ok this one functions both as an ask game And prompts

Your character's tummy is acting up, but they're at work and away from the comfort of their own home (or, if your character is unemployed, maybe they're visiting somebody important or they're on a date). How do they respond to:

An ill-timed (and ill-sounding) gurgle during a lull in conversation?

A sudden wave of nausea while they're in the middle of something?

Uncomfortable bloating as gas builds inside their tummy?

A loud hungry growl which does not go unnoticed by whoever is nearby?

Sudden cramping that they just can't ignore?

An audible burp that forces its way out when they're not expecting it?

Continuous upset gurgles that just won't stop?

A persistent case of hiccups, which isn't exactly helping their tummy?

Their outfit tightening uncomfortably around their bloated belly?

A teasing comment from a colleague about the state of their tummy?

[i-am-a-fish]

I'm high, I'm gonna go make another blog, I'll be right back give me an hour

[danrifics]

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