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The Toonz Twins: Toontown Sleuths

Chapter Seven: Judge Doom and the Toon Patrol

Summary: Eddie Valiant and Twisted Twyla Toonz meet Judge Doom, the sole jurist of Toontown, and his law enforcement group called the Toon Patrol. Twyla learns that they’re here to investigate, but they’re working on the other side of the law.

Credit for inspiration goes to @imaginarytoon1, author of “The Birchwood Twins: Toontown Investigators” and @its-metal-mistress, author of “Bendy and the Ink Machine: Learning How to Live”. Please check out their own wonderful content ^^!

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WARNING: This chapter contains unlawful Toon execution, abuse of jurisdiction and authority, death of an innocent Toon shoe, Doom being an absolute terror, and a certain green zoot weasel trying to put the moves on Twyla

“Is this man removing evidence from the scene of a crime?” the man asked Twyla sharply. His voice was harsh like graphite, whetted sharp enough to cut leather.

Thankfully, Santino came to her rescue. “Uh, no, Judge Doom. Valiant here was just picking it up for you.” He pulled Eddie up, “Weren’t you, Eddie?”

The man, Judge Doom, extended his gloved hand. “Hand it over.”

“Sure,” Eddie said, taking the buzzer and slammed it on Doom’s hand, making the pale man shake and convulse from the effects. Twyla raised a brow; humans don’t shake exaggeratedly like that when they get shocked. Eddie took his hand away and smiled, “His number-one seller.”

Doom returned his smile, but it sent chills down Twyla’s spine. His smile was ominous and foreboding. Good thing she was in control of her composure, otherwise her tail would’ve frozen off. “I see working for a Toon has rubbed off on you.”

“I wasn’t working for a Toon,” Eddie replied harshly, “I was working for R.K. Maroon.”

“Yes, we talked to Mr. Maroon,” Doom agreed, “He told us he became quite agitated when you showed him the pictures. The rabbit said that one way or another, he and his wife were going to be happy. Is that true?”

“Hey, pal. Do I look like a stenographer?”

Eddie, I swear to God, Twyla rubbed her temple.

“Shut your yap, Eddie. The man’s a judge.” Santino said.

“That’s all right, Lieutenant. From the smell of him, I would say it was the booze talking,” he lightly sneered at the smaller man. “No matter, the rabbit won’t get far. My men will find him.”

Men? Twyla’s rose her brow.

As if on cue, the doors burst open with the blaring sound of a siren. A black 1937 Dodge Humpback panel truck, otherwise known as a paddy wagon, drove into the factory, nearly running the officers over. Twyla dodged it before it could hit her and ran her claws across the stone ground to ease her pose. The car swerved to the side and knocked a few boxes over. Twyla read the logo on the side of the car.

City of Los Angeles Toon Patrol.

“‘Toon Patrol’?” she read, feeling uneasy.

“You all right, Twyla?” Eddie called out.

She responded with a thumbs-up and dusted off her suit.

“Weasels?” Eddie exclaimed.

“Yes. I find they have a special gift for the work.” Judge Doom answered.

“All right, you mugs! Fall out!” a familiar old-style Brooklyn voice barked.

Twyla’s eyes widened. It’s that voice from last night!

Five Toon weasels stepped out of the car. The first one, obviously the leader, was a lean mean-looking bastard. Like James Cagney kind of mean. He had tawny brown fur and tangerine painting his ears, muzzle and neck, palms and underbelly with a long scruffy tail tipped with black streaks. Although he was slender, his muscles were firm and solid and between proud, broad shoulders displayed a wide, masculine chest. His style of choice consisted of a light pink double-breasted James Cagney zoot suit sewn with four gold bronze buttons, and a matching fedora branded with a hot pink band. He also wore a hot pink bejeweled tie over a crisp white dress shirt and white spats adorned his clawed feet in an attempt to make him appear classy and sophisticated. A shining gold chain hung from his left breast pocket, matching the glint of his sharp golden eyes. His very presence sent an unpleasant shiver down her spine.

The second weasel, obviously the second-in-command, stood a head taller and almost towered over the whole group. He must have been some sort of Spanish descent. His eyes and fur were dark chocolate, accented with light mocha warming his ears and muzzle. Oiled black hair curled above his nape, slicked with greasy flamboyance. Unlike Cagney Weasel, whose muscle was apparent behind a lean form, the Latino weasel’s form was slender with a bit of a pot belly, though it looked natural and well in proportion to his size. He wore a zoot suit, too, referenceable to the Zoot Suit Riots. He was shrouded in a jade green trench coat trimmed with black lapels and baggy sleeve cuffs, high-waisted pants hiked up to his chest held with a narrow black belt and his head was hatted with a wide-brimmed fedora that matched his suit’s color. His fashion style was complimented with a white dress shirt and a hot-pink tie that stood out from his attire, and he wore pointed spectator shoes. Behind him, a long furry tail swayed, coated in ink and dark chocolate. His clawed hands tucked in his pockets as he followed his boss in a suave, near serpentlike saunter. Twyla took a whiff and recognized the strong, heavy cologne.

Standing on the leader’s left was a tall, scrawny weasel skinny as a pencil. His arms were long and spare, but hard like stone. And they were packed with steely muscle. Unlike the pack, his fur was an ashy blue streaked with light blue and just reeked of cigarette smoke permeating his body all the way down to his unkempt tail. He wore a stained bowler hat, dress shirt with half-rolled sleeves, an undone black tie and an open black vest, decorated with cigarettes. Cigarettes, some fresh and some old, poked out from his lips, and he hacked, revealing rotten yellowed fangs. He left a massive, nasty cloud of smoke in his wake, and blinked against the smoke as if he didn’t care about the toxic plume burning his bloodshot cobalt eyes.

Jesus, it’s like looking at a walking roadkill that died from smoking, Twyla’s little nose twitched in concealed disgust.

The fourth weasel was small, scrawny, and kind of cute. He had caramel fur with a light tan muzzle and spiked hair like he had a headful of porcupine quills sharp, untamable and serrated without mercy, and his tail lashed out like a barbed whip. His vibrant blue eyes were wide and maniacal, yellow swirls wildly dancing around his pupils with demented glee. He only wore a straitjacket with open restraints, and large baggy sleeves covered his paws. The looney-looking weasel’s lips pulled into a creepy, yet derpy smile adorned with small razor-sharp fangs that can probably tear off your fucking face and chew on your cranium flesh. But still, he was kind of cute.

And the last of the boogle, who looked more like a potato than a weasel, was just absolutely adorable. No seriously, he was so damn cute! His fur was scrumptious gingerbread, though his apricot-painted snout wasn’t lean and a single fang popped out. Soft, fluffy gingerbread warmed his thick, meaty arms dominated with comically concealed muscle. He only wore a blue and white striped T-shirt which barely fit his teddy bear gut, and a red beanie decorated with a yellow propeller. His blue tennis shoes were untied on both feet, and he nearly tumbled over his tail layered in a coat of massive fluff. He held up a large baseball bat dented with a sharp nail. His hazel eyes shone bright with pure innocence, presenting him as more childlike than ignorant.

It was like looking at a McDonald’s chicken nugget that can bash your skull with a baseball bat. And only one thought came across Twyla’s mind upon seeing this adorable walking teddy bear.

She internally gasped.

BABY!!!!!! Twyla’s eyes sparkled as she took him in her sights, unable to hold back from digging out her phone and taking quick pictures of him.

“Did you find the rabbit?” Judge Doom called out.

“Don’t worry, Judge! We got ‘deformants’ all over tha’ city! We’ll find him.” the leader said, his lips pulled in an evil glimmering grin.

Don’t you mean ‘informants’? Twyla mentally corrected him, digging down her purse to pull out a black Cigaronne case.

“You there!” Judge Doom called out.

The female hybrid nearly dropped her tin. Then, she raised a brow and pointed at herself.

“Yes, you. Do you have any idea where the rabbit might be?”

Her gut on Roger was still strong, so she gently shook her head with a silent, feigned apology. She heard the Hispanic weasel in the jade-colored suit chuckle.

“Not much of a talker, is she, Boss?” he smirked. His voice was low and husky like bourbon-soaked velvet and sinister as poison-kissed knives with a strong Puerto Rican accent.

Twyla went back to her own business and pulled out a long sleek black cigarette. She placed it on her soft lips and reached down her pocket to grab a lighter.

“It would be a damn shame if the flames of a fire burnt the petals of a flower as beautiful and delicate as you~”

Startled, Twyla nearly jumped and whirled around. Only to see the green-clad gangster standing a bit too close to her comfort. He held his hands up nonchalantly.

“Heh-heh. Lo siento, hermosa. No quise asustarte.” He apologized.

Twyla raised a brow, tilting her head confusedly. She didn’t understand Spanish very well.

“He said,” the blue weasel stepped in, his voice hoarse and scratchy and hacking up a fit of smoke. “He didn’t mean to startle you.”

She glanced at the Spaniard, then gave him a slow, grateful nod.

Then, the pink mobster shoved the two out of the way. “Lemme talk to tha’ broad.” He barked harshly and lit up a cigar. He faced Twyla, “What are you doin’ here anyway? And where are ya from? You dress funny.”

The taller Toon rose a brow, giving him the once-over. Says the guy dressed up in a fuckin’ pink zoot suit, she thought while addressing his attire with her eyes.

He didn’t probably like what she was gesturing at and blew a ring of smoke in her face. “Ain’t you gonna ‘slay’ somethin’? It’s rude ta’ ignore your superiors.”

Superiors? Oh, you wanna do this now? Bet. Twyla opened the lid of her diamond skull-encrusted lighter and ignited a small flame, creating a thin silver smoke. She took a soft inhale…and blew out a large puff of black smoke shaped like a skull at the three weasels.

They coughed against the plume heavily, and even the blue weasel who probably smokes his packs religiously, swatted off the smoke. “What da hell was that for?!” the Brooklyn weasel snapped, coughing.

Dominance and personal space, asshole, Twyla smirked and walked off towards the humans. She stopped when she heard a red-and-white Toon clown shoe squeaking. The little guy was snuggling against Doom’s shoe, as if he were looking up to him for protection. Twyla’s heart froze with a newfound sense of dread and fear for the shoe.

“Since I’ve had Toontown under my jurisdiction, my goal has been to rein in the insanity.” Doom explained, putting on a rubber glove. “And the only way to do that is to make Toons respect the law.”

Insanity? Twyla visibly flinched. Make Toons respect the law?

Doom picked up the shoe, shaking his head before he walked over to the back of the Toon Patrol vehicle.

“How did that gargoyle get to be a judge?” Eddie whispered to Santino.

“Spread a bunch of simoleons around Toontown a couple of years back. Bought the election,” Santino replied.

“Yeah?” Eddie motioned to a large barrel in the backseat. “What’s that?”

Twyla watched Doom open the lid…and what she saw next made her fur stiffen. Green boiling liquid. Is that…Dip?

Her eyes darted back to the judge. Wait…no.

Oh God, please no.

“Remember how we always thought that there wasn’t a way to kill a Toon?” Santino asked, trying to keep his voice hushed but Twyla’s ears never failed her. “Well, Doom found a way. Turpentine, acetone, benzene. He calls it the Dip!”

The Lieutenant noticed Twyla and silently jerked his head back, as if he were motioning for her to get behind him. Unbeknownst to her, the Latino weasel had been standing next to her with a flirtatious grin. But his smile faltered when Santino caught Twyla’s attention, and he growled at the human official.

Twyla caught up with Santino and he gently placed a hand on her shoulder. “Ma’am, you might want to look away. And cover your ears.”

Oh God, she mentally whimpered as she did so. Santino shielded her, as if he were trying to protect her from the impending horror.

“I’ll catch the rabbit, Mr. Valiant.” Judge Doom spoke. “Then, I’ll try him, convict him…and execute him.”

Twyla pressed her palms hard against her eardrums as relentlessly as she could to muffle the shoe’s screams. But it wasn’t enough. She could feel the shoe’s excruciating pain as he was slowly dissolved, and her heart sobbed for his tragic end. Every nerve of her body winced and tensed as the shoe’s painful screams echoed the walls, haunting her to the core. It was agonizing, so painfully and unbelievably agonizing she felt herself dying with him. Eddie watched the horrific death with eyes shot wide and jaw-slacked frozen terror.

The silence was deafening, save for psychotic giggling. Doom lifted his gloved hand dripping with red blood of the shoe.

“That’s one dead shoe, eh, Boss?” the weasel in the jade zoot suit chuckled.

“They’re not kid gloves, Mr. Valiant,” the tall, dark-clad bastard smiled with a toothlike grin. “This is how we handle things down in Toontown. I’d think that you of all people would appreciate that.” He flexed his fingers, rubbing the leather as he were flexing his knuckles.

I’d think you’d appreciate the last moments of your life before I’m done with you, Twyla’s blood boiled with red-hot rage and vengeful murder as black as the void. She’s going to kill him. She’s going to KILL him!

The horror Toon rubbed her temple, inhaling as much nicotine as she could to sate her rage. But she had to leave now, before she loses control and destroys the goddamn factory with everyone in it.

However, the head weasel somehow got a hold of the rubber glove used for the execution and thought it would be really fucking hilarious to torment her even more. He slowly walked towards Twyla, curling his lips in a sadistic bloodcurdling grin. “And just where do ya think you’re goin’?” he snickered.

Twyla’s fist clenched. Her fangs pinched her gums.

“Hey! Lay off, will ya?!” Eddie barked.

“Sergeant, no!” Santino shouted, but his voice fell deaf on the pink-clad weasel’s ears. He continued his stagger, and each step only intensified Twyla’s wrath.

“Well? Ain’t you gonna answer me, broad?” he sneered.

The chain just fucking snapped.

Twyla whirled around, nearly hitting him with her whip-like locks. She bared her lips in a dark, resonant growl, and revealed rows of fearsome fangs as she lifted her right hand, extending massive claws far sharper than any blade in the world. And she swung down.

Slash.

The little bastard watched the fingers slip off the rubber glove with wide, shocked eyes before he resolved and tried to pull a move—

And then Twyla punched him in the face.

Everyone else watched him fly across the factory until he crashed onto three giant wooden crates containing other Toon shoes, and they all burst out of the cage and ran around the warehouse like pieces of splintered wood. Laughter erupted clamorously, even the other four weasels as they watched him break through the debris, his eyes swirling with dizziness as he coughed from the dust.

Twyla stormed out of the Acme Factory, growling curses under her breath as she smoked heavily. That little fucker!

“Still in shock?” Santino asked from her right, breaking her out of her furious trance.

“Oh, gee, I don’t know,” she snarled sarcastically. “What the hell do you think?!”

“So you do talk,” he replied incredulously.

Twyla gaped at him indignantly. “What is this, a shock to everyone? Of course I can talk! I’m like fuckin’ Wile E. Coyote in Operation Rabbit!”

Santino took pity in the young lady’s state. “Look, ma’am, I understand your case, but you need to be careful. That’s the leader of Toontown’s highest police department.”

“Fuck.” Twyla cursed, crunching her cigarette.

“Um, ah, call me if you need anything, Eddie.” Santino glanced at her boss nervously. Then his eyes steeled, “Stay out of trouble this time.”

“Can’t make no promises.”

Just as they were about to part ways, the Dodge drove up and immediately stopped near Twyla’s right. The window rolled, and the driver was the Hispanic weasel.

“Don’t mind the boss, querida.” He purred. “He thinks that business comes before pleasure, like yourself. Well, adios! We shall see each other again…” he reached out and gently grabbed her hand before giving a kiss. “…real soon.” He winked at her, rolled up the window and drove away.

Twyla watched the car, then looked at her hand. Dumbstruck. “What just happened?”

“Well, he’s got eyes on you.” Eddie remarked.

A long awkward silence was broken by a chirping Toon cricket. Two pairs of eyes stared at the smaller man.

“What?”

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olympic-exclusion-zone · 2 months ago

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Bubblegum Buddies - Tobias x Francis

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62705389

The ensuing in person conversation after Tobias Barlow calls Francis Cooke to tell him about the new anomaly stealing his field equipment (The Bubblegum Buddy anomaly log from the Pacific Drive game). Tobias gives Francis his notes and they discuss the anomaly.

Full fic under cut for those who don't want to use AO3

“Hey uh, Dr Cooke? I brought you those notes I took on the will-o-the-wisp things, you know the ones I mentioned over the phone?”

Francis jumps, his eyes snapping up from the notes he’d been working on, towards the doorway of his lab where a burly man in ARDA maintenance coveralls stood peering in at him. He stares at the man for a moment before remembering how to speak.

“You're Tobias Barlow right? From maintenance?”

“The one and only!” He beams. “Mind if I come in?”

Francis pauses for a moment.

“Um, sure.” He responds hesitantly. “Just, be careful of the equipment on the tables. It's um…delicate.” He gestured vaguely at the various machines scattered across the lab tables, most of which lay half assembled. Prototypes.

“And by delicate I assume you mean prone to uh…the usual LIM tech outbursts?” Tobias walks in, making sure not to disturb the equipment as requested.

“That's um…classified information. Sorry…”

“Classified? Heh… well… that's ARDA for you I guess.”

There's an awkward beat of silence before Tobias continues.

“So as I mentioned over the phone, some of the folks in requisition and inventory and I did a stakeout of sorts at one of those old test sites to see what was happening to that missing equipment and turns out it was those gooey firefly will-o-the-wisp things! They're all pink and glowy and they band together with these uh. Tendrils?”

“Tendrils?”

“Yeah, uh, here are the notes and sketches I took. They're probably not up to scientific standards, but hopefully they’re of some use?” Tobias hands Francis a thick stack of paper with notes and sketches scrawled across them in graphite.

Francis glances over them, taking in the details and information presented. The presentation of the notes weren’t up to ARDA standards by any means but there was a lot of useful information about this new anomaly. He looks up at Tobias and their eyes meet for a moment. As attractive as he found the maintenance manager, this was work. He had to focus. Not only that but this was a new anomaly that may or may not pose a threat to Zone inhabitants. Plus it was stealing his equipment. Or rather ARDA’s equipment. And with the continued loss of funding since the 1961 incident, his team couldn't afford to be losing equipment to anomalies like this.

“These are good? I think? Uh-” He glances up at Tobias. “I haven't seen these anomalies before so it's hard to-” He stops himself from being overly critical of the notes. Tobias wasn't a scientist, he was a maintenance manager. It's not his fault he didn't know the correct procedures for scientific diagrams and notes and he didn't need to go to all this effort to record the anomaly. He could've just filled out the anomaly report form and left it at that. “These are great. Thank you.” Francis places the stack of papers neatly and carefully on his desk.

They stare at each other for a moment before Francis continues.

“So, you mentioned over the phone that you took notes on their behaviour and ran some experiments?”

“Yeah! Uh- everything is in those notes. Please excuse the handwriting.” Tobias gestures towards the stack of papers.

“Oh, please, you think this is bad handwriting? You should see mine- I guarantee it's worse.” Francis chuckles as he starts looking over the notes more thoroughly.

“Oh? I doubt it's that bad-”

“Hang on-” Francis grabs a loose scrap of paper from the desk and quickly scrawls out a short sentence. He wasn't sure why he was doing this, he had work to do. Important work. But for some reason he wanted the conversation with Tobias Barlow from maintenance to stretch just a little longer.

“See?”

Tobias squints at the paper for a moment.

“Um…” He squints some more. “ It's not- that bad, that clearly says…um… this is a sandwich?” He states hesitantly.

Francis snorts.

“Close but no. It says this is a sentence. Told you it was bad.”

“It's not that bad, really.”

“It's fine, you can say it's bad, I know it's bad. Most of the department’s handwriting is pretty hard to read at the best of times not to mention field notes. Doctor handwriting they call it, guess it applies to all doctors not just medical ones.”

“Yeah but it's not- the worst handwriting. I could… sort of read it.”

Francis snorts.

“Mhm, sure.”

There’s another awkward beat of silence.

“So uh, yeah. I should probably get going. You’re probably pretty busy here and I’ve uh, given you those notes. So um… I’ll just-” Tobias heads towards the lab door.

“Wait.” Francis interrupts. He immediately kicks himself mentally. What the hell was he doing? “Uh, would you mind going over everything with me? I want to make sure I understand these things as thoroughly as possible. If you’ve got the time?”

Tobias stares at him for a moment.

“Yeah, uh sure! But aren’t you busy with… your projects?”

Francis glances quickly towards the notes he’d been working on before Tobias had interrupted him then back towards the maintenance manager standing in his doorway.

“No. Well technically yes but this is a new anomaly we’re talking about here! Who knows? Maybe they’re a threat to Zone residents and ARDA personnel so we really should learn as much as we possibly can about these things to determine if they’re a threat and what the best course of action is to deal with them. I mean it’s not like the higher ups care about them, it’s kind of on us to… you know… deal with it. And then report what we know. Obviously…” He’d started rambling in his attempt to continue the conversation with the attractive man in his lab. He really should have been focusing on his work, but it was too late now.

“Well I mean, I’m not currently needed anywhere and uh, if it’ll help then sure!”

“Great! Uh, hang on-” Francis trips but catches himself as he gets up from his chair and grabs a second chair from a desk across the room, pulling it over next to his. “Here, please take a seat.” Francis gestures at the chair he’d just pulled over before sitting back on his own.

Tobias takes a seat and turns to face Francis. They were close enough to each other that Francis could smell Tobias’ aftershave.

“So, what did you want to know?”

“Everything. Tell me everything you observed about them, appearance, behaviour, what tests you ran. Everything.”

“Oh, yeah sure.” Tobias seemed mildly taken aback by Francis’ enthusiasm but quickly falls into his own enthusiastic rambling.

“Well, see here-” Tobias grabs a page from the stack of notes he’d brought. It depicted a cluster of three blobs interconnected by tendrils. “I didn’t have coloured pencils on me but they’re like a light pink sort of colour? Kind of like old gum. That’s the best comparison I have for the colour, sorry.” He glances at Francis whose eyes are locked on him.

Tobias continues. “And they glow. It’s not a bright glow but more subdued. And like I’ve sketched here,” He points at the blob part of the sketch, “they’re shaped kind of spherical and blob-like.”

“And what about the tendrils? Do they trail behind? Above? Below? Or are they always interconnected to each other? Like they’re a single unit?” Francis questions.

“So the tendrils aren’t always there. They kind of shoot them out at their target. So if there’s another one of them nearby they’ll shoot out a tendril and latch on to each other. And they use those tendrils to latch on to our equipment and grab it to drag off into the Zone.”

“They’re such thin tendrils though.”

“Yeah! I know! They’re strong though. I’ve seen a single one drag away one of the road barricades by itself. And! And! They pass the objects to each other. So another one will latch on to the same object and the original one will let go and either latch on to the other blob or find something else to grab.”

“That’s really odd. And it doesn’t look like they have eyes based on your sketches. They must have some way of detecting things though, unless they’re just blindly grabbing at things?”

“Yeah, no. They’re deliberate with shooting out their tendrils. They always grab something. Not sure how they know there’s something there though.”

Tobias glances up from his notes towards Francis who looks deep in thought. After a few moments Francis’ eyes dart up to meet Tobias’.

“Uh, sorry. Please continue, I was just…thinking about possible explanations for it.”

“No worries! You come up with any?”

“No…not yet. I think we’d need to test some things to form any solid theories. Anyways, please continue.”

He looks expectantly at Tobias.

“Yeah, so, they also work together to carry stuff off. Like they’ll band together then all latch onto the same object and man, you should see how quickly they can carry it off! They usually latch together in groups of three.” Tobias points to some of his notes. “I uh, repeated the same test and noted how many of them would group together. Those numbers are here.”

Francis takes in the raw data. From the looks of things Tobias had put in a lot of time and effort into recording these notes.

“This is impressive, you didn’t have to go to this much effort. Twenty-five tests for grouping numbers? And I can see you’ve run other tests. It’s much appreciated, don't get me wrong but you didn’t have to go to this much effort with reporting the anomaly, so why did you?” Francis asks.

Tobias stares at him for a moment.

“Well… It’s something new. Something exciting! I mean, how many maintenance jobs have you heard of where you’re dealing with gooey firefly will-o-the-wisp things stealing equipment? Or weird anomalies causing damage for that matter. No two days are the same and well, it’s not like the ARDA higher ups want to know about these things any more than the basics and whether they’ll hurt someone or not. I think they’re interesting. This whole place is interesting, you know?” He responds with enthusiasm.

Tobias looks expectantly at Francis.

“I suppose so, yes. My job is more to do with researching LIM tech than the anomalies but they are interesting to say the least.”

“I knew you’d get it!” Tobias beams.

Francis feels his face flush and he looks away from Tobias in an attempt to hide it.

“So, uh, what else did you observe about these things?” He asks, dragging the topic back to the anomaly and to try to distract himself from Tobias’ stunning smile.

“Well, they make noises.”

Francis glances back at Tobias.

“Noises?”

“Yeah! They kind of… chitter? I guess it could be called chittering. We didn’t have recording equipment with us so I can’t really show you unfortunately.”

“Wait, wait, wait… Do they chitter at each other specifically or just in general?”

“It’s hard to say, but just in general. I think?”

Francis’ eyes go wide as he sits up straighter and locks eyes with Tobias.

“That could explain how they’re deliberate in their movement!”

Tobias stares at him.

“It could? How?”

“Yes! I mean you know how bats use echolocation right?”

“I suppose I’ve heard of it, yeah?”

“Well, basically they emit calls and then listen to the echoes of those calls bouncing off from objects around them which they then use to identify where those objects are and what they are. Maybe… that could be what these anomalies are doing? I mean obviously it’d need to be tested to prove but it’s a theory.”

“Yeah, that sounds possible! I think? I’m not… great with science but from what I’ve seen it seems like that might be what they were doing?”

“If I wasn’t already so busy with my current research I’d love to look into this further. I’ll pass these notes on to the appropriate departments though.” Francis sounds a little disappointed.

“Will anything come of it? Do you think?”

“I’m not sure, to be completely honest with you. ARDA isn’t fond of the idea of anomaly research. I heard that Dr. Turner pushed for a research branch to research the prevention of anomalies, which is where this data will be sent, but I can’t say for certain that they’ll investigate any further than looking into what can be done to prevent the creation of more of them. Not to mention ARDA would never provide enough funding just to research anomalies like that. They’re more interested in funding the research and development of LIM technology which is the whole reason the company exists in the first place to be fair.” Francis muses.

“Well in that case, maybe I’ll look into it on the weekend. In my own time. ARDA sure as hell can’t stop me from doing that. If I find anything else I’ll bring it to you?” Tobias asks.

Francis looks at him.

“Uh, sure! That’d be great!.”

Tobias glances at the clock on the wall above the door.

“Ah, damn. I was supposed to clock off fifteen minutes ago. I best get going.” He stands up. “Thank you for hearing me out Dr. Cooke.”

“No worries. Thank you for being so thorough with reporting this new anomaly.”

“Anytime! Well, goodnight Dr. Cooke!” Tobias waves as he walks out the door to the lab.

Francis thinks for a moment before standing up from his chair and rushes toward the door, calling out as he does so.

“Mr. Barlow, wait!”

Tobias turns around to see Francis coming out of his lab into the hallway.

“Uh, yeah?”

Francis takes a few seconds to regain his composure after dashing out of the lab before continuing.

“Would it be alright if I joined you? On looking into those anomalies on the weekend? I’ve, um, got the weekend off and these anomalies sound really interesting.”

Tobias is quiet for a moment.

“Yeah!, Uh, sure! I’d appreciate the company and I’m sure you’d have some more insights into their behaviours than me! How about we meet at that Big Dan’s with the diner in the marshes? Say, ten o’clock Saturday?”

“Yeah, that sounds great! I’ll see you then! Goodnight Mr. Barlow.”

“Please, call me Tobias.”

“Alright then, see you Saturday Tobias. And you can call me Francis, if you’d like.”

Tobias beams.

“See you Saturday Francis!”

#pacific drive #olympic exclusion zone #personal notes #pacific drive fanfiction #tobias x francis #pacific drive tobias #tobias barlow x francis cooke #tobias pacific drive #tobias barlow #francis pacific drive #pacific drive francis #francis cooke

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ashsomethingart · 1 month ago

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COMMISSIONS OPEN!

Still need to get orders for the month to meet my goal!

I don't want to end up in Emergency Comms again at the end of this month, so please hit me up! Prices start at $25, and I do artwork from Sketch levels to Print-Ready!

And to start everything out, I just want to say emphatically:

I DO NOT USE GENERATIVE AI IN ANY STEP OF MY ARTISTIC PROCESS, AND NEVER WILL.

I actively fight against this bullshit technology aimed at literally nothing other than cutting the Human Element out of Art, and feeding decades of our hard work into Mass-Produced-Secondhand-Slop Machines without crediting or compensating us for doing so. THAT SAID-

Work I do:

I work in both DIGITAL and TRADITIONAL media. Digital: I predominantly work in either Clip Studio Paint or Procreate- I do not work with Adobe products after last year, however if you have a particular need (Vector or 3D art, or other) I can pick up most programs fairly quickly. Traditional: I work best in Dry Media - Specifically Charcoal and Graphite. However, depending on what your needs are, I am well versed in all media, and can do pretty much anything you would want from simple pencil sketches to high detail massive oil paintings. Traditional Media Included in This: Pencil, Charcoal, Pastel, Colored Pencil, Ballpoint Pen, Multiliner Pens, Acid Markers, Watercolor Pencil, Inkwash/Painting/Sumi-e, Watercolor Painting, Acrylic Painting, and Oil Painting.

Styles:

This is always a bit of a Thing™ for people, because they expect artists to have A Unique Style™ but I don't subscribe to that mentality at all. I am, first and foremost a MULTIDISCIPLINARY artist, and I have nearly 30 years of practice doing ANY art that struck my fancy. The following are the personal styles that I have developed, but these are by no means exhaustive, and I can create a fresh style for any project or replicate an extant style given enough art references- especially if I'm doing it digitally.

My original Rubber Hose Cartoon Style (Used predominantly for pinups and clown characters but applicable to any character focused artworks)

My original Comic Style inspired by the late-90s and early-00's Image/Top Cow comics

My Nagel-Inspired 1980s Art-Deco Style

My 1980s-Inspired Dark Fantasy Pinup/Erotic Style

My very first/original style: Charcoal/Graphite Realism and Semirealism

My original High Detail Seinen/Josei BW Manga style

My original Shonen Anime Style

My original Shojo Manga Style

My Original Black and Grey Tattoo Style (I do not do tattoos, only Designs and tattoo inspired art)

And with that laid out-

Here are the different art types that I do!

Illustration In all of my styles

Book covers

Album Art

Poster Design

Pulp art

Concept Illustration

Book Illustration

Comic Pages

Pinup and Erotic art In all of my styles

Traditional Style Pinups

Varied Tattoo style pinups

80s Dark-Fantasy Style Pinups

Cartoon and simplified pinups

Varied Fine Art Style pinups

Semi-nude, Artistic Nude, or otherwise PG-13 Rated Art

Softcore Nude, Sexualized, but no Full Frontal, R-Rated Art

Hardcore, Erotic art including heavy sexual and fetish content, X-Rated art.

Character art and Character Concept Design In all styles but predominantly: Cartoon/Rubber Hose, Western Comic, Shonen/Shojo/Seinen/Joseia Anime/Manga and Mawha Styles, as well as a semirealism Rendered style.

OC Design

OC Illustration

Fanart/Self Insert art ft You and your Fandom

Creature Design and Illustration

Fine Art While I can do most fine art styles, I have a particular fondness for the following art movements, and most of my work has been in these styles:

Classic Charcoal/Graphite Realism and Semirealism

80s Inspired Dark Fantasy Illustration Style

Art Nouveau

Nagel-Inspired Art Deco, Retro Reproduction Style

Surrealism

Baroque/Rococo

Traditional 1920s Art Deco graphic design and printing styles

Tattoo (Design only) in the American Traditional, Character, Modern, Watercolor and and Black And Grey styles

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troxlerfx · 1 year ago

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hello!! i am troxler (trox if you're nasty) and you might know me from my xwitter @ broadcastrelay or my old experimental art blog @hand-in-hand-again .

this blog is sfw. i have a more reblog-heavy nsfw sideblog, @heartshapedsignal , where i can place aesthetics, rb art that i like, Cronenbergpost & generally toss up more intense horror things & keep this one somewhat more tidy + personal-art-oriented. follow my alt if you please; although it's unlikely i'll ever post anything too explicit, there is nsfw/🔞 potential, so again, heartshapedsignal is 🔞 just to be safe!!

i have a throne account here if you'd like to support my work by helping with supplies & thereby earn my eternal gratitude:

commissions are currently closed & i will update here & on xwitter if that changes!!

i do have discord if you'd like to chat, you can DM me for my username. i'm vision impaired & it's a little easier for me than tumblr DMs (scalable font. properly mapped keyboard that allows me to hit the right keys occasionally. you know 👁️)

i am sometimes slow to respond to messages, but i don't expect you to be available all the time either--i answer things when i have a moment, & i assume others do too ✌️ i have the temperament of a displaced 11th century anchorite, am simply not adapted to the tone & pace of centralized social media.

i also unfortunately cannot voice call or stream/screen share because i am a millennial (just kidding, it's because my phone is almost 9 years old & it overheats when i check my e-mail)

learn a bit more about me under the cut ✂️

i was dropped into this simulation in the early 80s, i'm a disabled artist (vision impaired - [ask me about my atrophied optic nerves] - & have some other physical Issues so i use a cane) & my wife and i host two black cats, roughly 35% of a mannequin, and a whole lot of dolls.

all my art is trad/physical media (haven't figured out a way to make digital art accessible yet. maybe someday!!) i like to sculpt in epoxy, plastilene, polymer & stone clay, i like to mold & cast in resin, make & customize various types of dolls, & build puppets; i do custom framed work, mixed media & textile stuff like sewing & embroidery; i paint in oil, acrylic, watercolor, gouache & water soluble graphite & i love ink, markers, crayons & whatever cheap & weird stuff i can get my hands on.

i have a particular affection for props, prop replicas & hypothetical in-universe items, & i like things that are handsome, durable & believable. i'm versatile & innovative, & i'm at my happiest when i'm exploring technical processes. i have quite a bit of knowledge about techniques & materials. i love a challenge!! currently all my sewing is done by hand, i have trouble controlling pedal-operated machines.

my favorite thing is horror coated in a fine layer of nostalgia & sprinkled with history. that seems highly specific, but you'd be surprised how many things fit the criteria. i tend to fixate on characters & concepts & do a lot of art about it - a habit i developed while i was re-teaching myself to draw after the changes to my eyesight. my output is largely therapeutic. sometimes people like it. maybe you will too!!

a good amount of my work is fanart & will be tagged as such/otherwise linked to the appropriate project, original work will be specified & have its own tag.

at the moment i make a lot of work related to the independent psychological horror unfiction project Welcome Home, created by ' partycoffin ' here on tumblr.

that's all for now!! 👁️‍🗨️📺

#trox talks #artists on tumblr

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alicenaivory · 2 months ago

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☦︎; 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒—𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐃-II ☦︎; ⛧

𝐴𝑟𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑣𝑎𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔，𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑠 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑡ℎ．．．𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒， 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛．

The dim light of the studio cast long, skeletal shadows across the room as I sat hunched over the aged wooden desk. My pale fingers moved with practiced precision, guiding the pencil across parchment, though irritation flickered in my cold blue eyes.

The design was off. The lines, once flowing like poetry, now stuttered and tangled beneath my touch. I sighed, frustrated, and without breaking my rhythm, dipped the pencil into the jagged gash of the corpse sprawled beside me. The blood thick, cooling, and dark—bled into the graphite, deepening the shade to something more… visceral. Perfect.

But perfection still eluded me.

My focus was shattered by the creak of the front door. My grip tightened on the pencil as I glanced up, eyes narrowing. I hear footsteps—hesitant and uneven.

Then theres a voice, brittle with age yet unmistakable.

“Al… Alicena?”

Ms. Devereaux.

She stood frozen in the doorway, the years etched into her face like weathered stone. Her once dark hair had surrendered to silver but the fear in her eyes was timeless. I could almost taste it in the air.

“Either my old mind is playing tricks on me or it’s really you.”

I met her gaze with cold detachment, already turning my attention back to the sketch as if the reunion were nothing more than an inconvenience.

“No, it’s me. Flesh and bone.” I paused, lips curling into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “Don’t step around the desk. If I recall, blood always made you squeamish.”

Her throat bobbed as she swallowed nervously, eyes flickering toward the lifeless body slumped in the corner like discarded art.

“I… I’ve kept the place up for you.” she stammered, voice faltering under the weight of old memories.

I let my gaze drift around the room—the absence of dust, the fresh candles burning low, the faint scent of lavender masking the iron tang of blood.

“I noticed someone had been here.” My eyes sharpened, curiosity lacing my words. “Why would you do that? You were always so… afraid of me.”

The older woman shifted, wringing her weathered hands together as if trying to summon courage from the motion.

“Because I always had a feeling you were different and I liked what you were doing here. It felt…” She hesitated, searching for the right word. “Important. Like it mattered.”

Silence hung between us, thick and unspoken. For a moment, I considered the weight of her words, the absurdity of loyalty born from fear and fascination.

Finally, she spoke again, quieter this time.

“So… are you staying? Or passing through again?”

I leaned back in my chair, the pencil rolling between my fingers, eyes drifting to the half-finished sketch smeared with drying blood. The question lingered, not just in the air but in my mind.

Was I staying? or was I simply circling back like a restless ghost, tethered to nothing and no one?

My lips parted, the answer slipping out before I could second guess it.

“I have yet to decide. But for now… I’m staying.”

The room hung heavy with silence after my words, the faint flicker of candlelight casting restless shadows along the walls and then I moved—a blur of pale skin and golden hair, like moonlight cutting through the dark. In the span of a breath, I stood before Ms. Devereaux, close enough for her to stumble back, hand flying to her chest as she clutched the pearls draped around her fragile neck.

“If your heart beats any faster, it might explode.” I mused, voice cool and unbothered. “You’re too old for that now.” She swallowed hard, the thrum of her pulse like a drumbeat in my ears, though I paid it no mind. Instead, I turned back toward the desk, brushing my fingers along the jagged edge of my sketch.

“Order new fabrics and machines.” I commanded, tone sharp as glass. “I need them as soon as possible. The ones we have now tear too easily for my liking.”

She nodded quickly, eager for a task that might steady her nerves. “Right on it and… oh, uh…” Her voice wavered, hesitant. “There’s one thing I need to ask of you.”

I flicked my gaze up, eyes narrowing.

“My granddaughter helps me out here. She visits often and I’d appreciate it if you could… keep the vampire stuff at bay when she’s around. I want to keep her innocent.”

Silence.

The audacity made my lips curl into a slow, predatory smile. How amusing, that this woman—who once trembled at the mere thought of me—now stood here making requests.

“Hmm…” I drawled, tapping the bloodied pencil against my chin, eyes glinting with mischief. “I wonder if she’d be the shade of red I’m missing on my sketch.”

The words hung in the air like smoke, curling between us, thick with implication but this time, Ms. Devereaux didn’t flinch.She stood straighter, chin lifting with a defiance I almost admired.

“As much of a ruthless bitch as you were before.”

A beat of silence. Then I chuckled—a low, melodic sound, more indulgent than offended.

“Age really has made you bold, hasn’t it?” I murmured, stepping past her, golden hair trailing like silk in my wake. “Fine. Keep the girl out of my way and I’ll pretend innocence is still worth preserving.”

I paused at the threshold, gaze sweeping the room one last time before disappearing into the shadows beyond.

“But don’t mistake my patience for mercy, Devereaux. I’m staying…for now. That doesn’t mean I’ve changed.”

And just like that, I was gone. Only the faint scent of jasmine and iron lingered in the air, a cruel reminder that the past had returned and it wore the face of something beautifully lethal.

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honeyandhyacinths · 2 years ago

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custom sorority jacket pt. 1: carpenter’s star to be featured on back

note: it’s theoretically possible to use this as a tutorial, hence writing style, but no guarantees of my math or clarity. tutorial disclaimer: read everything before beginning. yardage requirements assume continuous 42" wide.

fabrics: Bliss from Moda, designed by 3 Sisters

project: traditional carpenter’s star in two colors + background

other logistics+supplies: block measures 16” finished, border will eventually added to fit to back of denim jacket. background color: quarter yard exact, third yard safe w/no border, more depending on border. two star colors: quarter yard each. 2.5 inch square ruler with marked 45º, or other small ruler if you're a masochist (masochism directly correlates to ruler disproportion). fabric marking method. sewing machine, thread, yada upon yada.

step 1: cut two 3" strips from each star fabric; subcut sixteen 3" squares of each fabric. cut two 3" strips and one 2.5" strip from background fabric; subcut sixteen 2.5" squares and sixteen 3" squares. save the remaining background fabric for a border.

step 2 (tldr, half square triangles [hst]): hst's are made two-at-a-time; you could theoretically do eight-at-a-time but i haven't done that math. use chalk, air/heat erase pens, or plain old graphite pencil to mark a line diagonally down the wrong side of all sixteen 3" background squares and eight of the lighter star color. match the following, right sides together: eight background + color A, eight background + color B, eight color A+color B. sew a quarter-inch away from the line you marked on both sides. repeat for all matched squares. cut down the line you marked. press toward the more opaque side.

step 3: trim the hst's to 2.5" square. with the aforementioned ruler, this is easy. line up the marked diagonal on the ruler with the diagonal of the hst, trim two sides, flip and repeat. otherwise, use the diagonal on a cutting mat, or just use any other ruler and try to keep the diagonal as centered as possible. non-crisp corners tend to only be noticeable upon close inspection by other quilters.

step 4: lay out the star. all of it, using the 2.5" background squares where appropriate. check it once, check it twice. sew either rows or columns together and press to one side, alternating directions between rows. now we nest seams. instead of matching the ends, match each seam. if pressed correctly, it should be easy to place one seam right on top of the other, and pin along the seam. start in the center and work outwards. nested seams fit much more accurately with each other, while matching the ends of the row may misalign an entire row. this is more visible at a glance. press whichever way is least bulky.

quilt or use block as desired!

#hhquilts #quilting #sewing #tutorial #i made a thing #mini quilt

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dogsrot · 1 year ago

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𝓕 ❒ :3

𝓕 : My muse’s handwriting. (Is it good, bad, difficult to decipher, do they prefer writing by hand or with the help of some form of machine, e.t.c.)

¹ fenrir’s handwriting isn’t bad per se, it’s definitely not neat but you can easily decipher it if he were to hand you a note. now when it comes to when he’s writing something in a rush, it most likely will end up looking like chicken scratch, and even he will have trouble re reading what he wrote because of how sloppy his hand writing had gotten. he CAN write in cursive though, that’s one of the things he’s proud of whenever he looks at his handwriting. ² fenrir prefers writing with his hand instead of anything else, he likes the feeling of his hand cramping after a while because of how hard he’s pressing the graphite into the piece of paper ( he’s a weirdo )

❒ : My muse and gifts. (If they are good/bad at finding gifts, good/bad at receiving gifts, good/bad at wrapping gifts, e.t.c.)

¹ when it comes to finding gifts, fenrir usually makes most of the gifts he gives to people. he likes that handmade gift takes time and he likes giving people things that have a lot of meaning rather than buying something from a store that so many people have seen already — that doesn’t mean he WONT get it if the person he’s getting a gift for has been staring at that item for a minute. ² as much as he likes making gifts, he struggles with receiving gifts from others because he doesn’t believe he deserves them really. he hates the thought of people spending money on him, and he’ll try his best to give it back, but deep down he’s truly happy that someone took the time to get him something that he loves. you will literally see the gift in his room when he says he doesn’t want it, and he’ll swat your hand away if you try to take it away from him. �� his gift wrapping is insanely sloppy but he does try his best to make it look presentable in a way. it could be the worse wrapping you’ve ever seen, but he slapped a sticky bow on it and he looks proud of himself with all the paper cuts he gave himself during it . . so I mean, just accept it !!

#² ⁾ ‎ ⋆ ‎ ☠︎︎ ‎ ⋆˙⊹ 　◞‏‏‎ ‎ 𝐹𝐼𝐿𝐸 ‎ ‎ : ‎ ‎ study ‎. ‎ ‎ ‎'#² ⁾ ‎ ⋆ ‎ ☠︎︎ ‎ ⋆˙⊹ 　◞‏‏‎ ‎ 𝐹𝐼𝐿𝐸 ‎ ‎ : ‎ ‎ headcanon ‎. ‎ ‎ ‎'

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demonictreegremlin · 2 years ago

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Compiled Scents

Mustard

Peppermint

Whiskey

Dark Chocolate

Root Beer

Squid Ink Pasta

Wheat

Coffee

Custard

Popcorn

Meatballs

Chocolate Fudge

Chocolate Cake

Barbecue Sauce

Pepper

Carrots

Fresh Fish

Coca-Cola

Tequila

Wine

Bacon

Caviar

Oysters

Chicken Broth

Protein Powder

Ginger

Tea

Vodka

Calamari

Dog Food

Maple Syrup

Licorice

Coconut

Eggnog

Olives

Mud

Wet Forest Floor

Flowing River

Cedarwood

Rusted Iron

Wet Fur

Amber

Forest

Roses

Fresh Blood

Leather

Coal

Mahogany

Cactus

Driftwood

Bones

Salt

Ash

Flint

Shedded Fur

Graphite

Lava

Cattails

Hay

Tar

Obsidian

Charcoal

Gasoline

Vinyl

Engine Exhaust

Satin

Gunpowder

Wet Cement

Velvet

Hot Iron

Frayed Wires

Change

Corks

Cigarettes

Mochi

Pumpkin

Rice

Sushi

Cantaloupe

Gingerbread

Honey

Toffee

Cheese

Gingersnaps

Flour

Filtered Water

Champagne

Molasses

Butter

Tap Water

Breads

Macadamia Nuts

Almonds

Brown Sugar

Rotting Fish

Tuna

Sake

Grapes

Figs

Yogurt

Milk

Hazelnuts

Chestnuts

Banana

Macaroni and Cheese

Peanut Butter

Silver

Earth

Oil

Aluminum

Copper

Clay

Aloe Vera

Fresh Rain

Lilies

Ice

Sand

Glue

Melted Wax

Ironed Laundry

Shoe Shiner

Spray Paint

Rubber

Soap

Wet Plaster

Sparks

Cotton

Instant Film Accord

Fresh Laundry

Burnt Sugar

Lemons

Pina Colada

Bubblegum

Melted Marshmallows

Crème Brûlée

White Chocolate

Sugar

Cinnamon

Whipped Cream

Pineapple

Shortbread Cookies

Maraschino Cherry

Cotton Candy

Lollipops

Papaya

Apricots

Margarita

Peaches

Mint

Candied Orange

Cranberry

Caramel

Raspberry Jam

Key Lime Pie

Frosting

Candied Apple

Meringues

Coconut Pie

Macroons

Sugar Crystals

Honeycomb

Cherry Blossoms

Tulips

Daises

Lavender

Pulveroboletus Ravenelli (a type of sweet-smelling mushroom)

Lip Gloss

Sandalwood

Maple

Citrus of any kind (lemon, orange, grapefruit, lime, etc)

Berries of any kind (strawberries, blackberries, raspberries, blueberries, etc)

Rosemary

Sugar-clove

Moss

Pine

Chocolate

Lemongrass

Cloves

Pomegranate

Cypress

Sage

Teakwood

Pecan

Cherry

Rose water

Firewood

Myrrh

Mocha

Machine oil

Red velvet

Cupcakes/cakes

Pancakes/waffles

Iron

Shampoos/deodorants

burnt anything

Smoke

Pine Trees

Fireplace

Aftershave

Old Spice

Burning Wood

Apple Pie

New Car Smell

BBQ

Matches

Fresh Money

Patchouli

Seawater

Seaweed

Pears

Pesto

Sautéed Onions

Funnel Cake

Fresh Cut Grass

Ink

Snap Fire Crackers

Wet Dog

Rancid Meat

Blood

Sweaty Feet

Bamboo

Shortbread

Macaroons

Sharpies

Baby Powder

Butterscotch

Mangos

Sautéed Garlic

Marigolds

Lilacs

Vanilla

Soda

Vinegar

Chocolate Covered

Jasmine

Spearmint

Old Books

Honeysuckle

Eucalyptus

Marijuana

Cinnamon Bun

Apples

Sea Breeze

Magnolia Trees

Thunderstorms

Cherries

S’mores

Cookies Fresh from the Oven

Sky After it Rains

Smell of Baskin Robins

Burnt Rubber

Rotten Eggs

Bleach

Nail Polish Remover

Fresh clean laundry

Wood

Paper (old or new)

Sugarcane

Straw

Rosin

Cocoa

Dough

Oats

Herbs

spices‐ anise, clove, nutmeg, savory paprika cardamom

Root vegetables

#a/b/o scents

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al-ghoul · 2 years ago

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Was tagged by @jcbbby Rules: shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and post the first ten tracks, then tag ten people

Well, first of all, I've seen this going around and I still have no idea what "'on repeat' playlist" means. Is it a playlist I'm playing the most? Then those are either just albums, there's no point in shuffling them and/or there are less than 10 tracks in each. Is it just what I've added to my 'favorites'? Not all of it is on repeat! Is it some spotify-specific thing I do not have? Who knows.... XD I'm equal parts confused and amused.

So basically I just went to the "favorites" directory at a place I use the most these days. Some of it may be years old and currently not on repeat at all, whoops! :P

Here goes:

Serj Tankian - Sky Is Over

Entropy Zero, Cliff Lin - War Machine

The Anix - Graphite

Watt White - Eye Of The Storm

Mystic Prophecy - Metal Division

AWOLNATION, Alex Ebert - Mayday!!! Fiesta Fever

The Anix - Cut Me

Blutengel - Tief

Falling In Reverse - Gangsta's Paradise

Skindred - Set Fazers

Tagging @moonlitdark, @leagor-majere, @afab-ulousboi, @herelieslill, @tarot-byte, @bisexualbaibe, @so-easily-forgotten - but none of you have to, I'm just interested who's listening what :)

#tag games

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purplecowboyblaze · 7 days ago

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Precision in Every Spark: Why CNC EDM Die Sinking Machines Are Shaping the Future of Tooling

In today’s fast-paced manufacturing industry, the demand for high-precision components and intricate tooling is ever-increasing. As traditional machining methods struggle to meet the needs of complex geometries and tough materials, a new hero emerges—the CNC EDM Die Sinking Machine. Known for its ability to machine hard metals with extreme accuracy, this technology is rapidly becoming a cornerstone in mold and die-making industries around the world.

In this blog, we’ll explore what a CNC EDM Die Sinking Machine is, how it works, and why it’s a smart investment for manufacturers seeking precision, efficiency, and reliability.

What is a CNC EDM Die Sinking Machine?

EDM stands for Electrical Discharge Machining, a non-traditional process that uses electrical sparks to erode material from a workpiece. Unlike traditional cutting tools, EDM doesn’t involve physical contact. Instead, it uses a controlled electrical discharge between an electrode and the workpiece, both submerged in a dielectric fluid.

The CNC EDM Die Sinking Machine, also known as a sinker EDM or ram EDM, is a specialized variant of this process. It uses pre-shaped electrodes to “sink” cavities or intricate shapes into metal components, making it especially useful in the creation of molds, dies, and precision parts.

With the integration of Computer Numerical Control (CNC), these machines offer unmatched accuracy, repeatability, and automation.

How Does It Work?

The CNC EDM die sinking process involves:

Electrode Creation: A copper or graphite electrode is shaped according to the desired cavity or feature.

Workpiece Setup: The workpiece, usually made of hard metal like tool steel, is placed in the dielectric tank.

Machining: Controlled electrical discharges remove metal from the workpiece to form the required shape.

Flushing: The dielectric fluid helps remove debris and cools the machining area.

CNC Control: All operations are automated and optimized via a CNC program for high consistency.

This method allows manufacturers to create highly detailed, complex, and precise shapes that would be difficult—or even impossible—with traditional machining.

Key Benefits of Using a CNC EDM Die Sinking Machine

🎯 Precision and Accuracy

With tolerance levels as tight as ±2 microns, CNC EDM Die Sinking Machines deliver precise results essential for mold and die manufacturing, aerospace parts, medical tools, and more.

⚙️ Ability to Machine Hard Materials

Materials like titanium, hardened steel, carbide, and Inconel can be effortlessly machined without tool wear or thermal damage.

🔁 Repeatability

Thanks to CNC automation, complex parts can be produced repeatedly with consistent quality and finish.

🌀 Complex Geometries

Intricate cavities, fine details, undercuts, and sharp internal corners are easy to create—something nearly impossible with conventional milling.

🧼 Smooth Surface Finish

EDM machines provide a naturally smooth finish, often eliminating the need for secondary polishing processes.

Applications Across Industries

A CNC EDM Die Sinking Machine is a go-to solution for multiple industries that demand intricate, high-strength, and precise components:

Tool & Die Manufacturing: For injection molds, stamping dies, and casting tools.

Aerospace & Defense: For high-stress parts made from exotic alloys.

Automotive Industry: Precision engine components and mold tooling.

Medical Equipment: Surgical instruments and implants with tight tolerances.

Electronics: Micro molds and connectors.

Choosing the Right CNC EDM Die Sinking Machine

When investing in a CNC EDM machine, consider the following factors:

✅ Machine Size & Work Area: Choose a model that suits your workpiece size and production volume.

✅ Electrode Compatibility: Ensure it supports your preferred electrode material (graphite or copper).

✅ Control System: Look for intuitive software with advanced machining strategies and automation.

✅ Build Quality: A rigid frame and reliable components ensure stability and durability.

✅ After-Sales Support: Partner with a supplier that offers maintenance, training, and spare parts.

Future of EDM: Smart, Automated, and Connected

With Industry 4.0 taking hold, modern CNC EDM Die Sinking Machines are integrating IoT capabilities, real-time monitoring, and data-driven optimization. Predictive maintenance, automation compatibility, and AI-driven cutting strategies are helping businesses reduce downtime and boost productivity.

As the demand for complex, high-performance parts grows, EDM technology continues to evolve—offering solutions that traditional machining cannot match.

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magieaareal · 1 month ago

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Revolutionizing Micron-Level Graphite Powder Classification: The Turbo Screen Air Classifier

Introduction In the rapidly evolving field of advanced material processing, the demand for high-precision, high-capacity equipment for micron-level powder classification has never been greater. Graphite powder, particularly in applications requiring spherical particles at 325 mesh, 400 mesh, and 500 mesh sizes, presents unique challenges in terms of uniformity, purity, and efficiency. Addressing these challenges, our company has introduced the Turbo Screen Air Classifier, a cutting-edge solution that combines the best of American and Japanese technologies to deliver unparalleled performance at a competitive price.

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This blog delves into the technical advancements, operational principles, and practical applications of the Turbo Screen Air Classifier, highlighting its superiority in handling micron-level graphite powder. By integrating the advanced technologies of the Sweco Turbo-Screen Air Classifier (USA) and the Toyo Hitec Hi-BOLTER Blow-through Type High-Performance Sieving Machine (Japan), our equipment offers a cost-effective, high-performance alternative to traditional sieving solutions.

1. The Need for Precision in Micron-Level Graphite Powder Classification Graphite powder is a critical material in industries such as lithium-ion batteries, lubricants, and thermal management systems. The performance of these applications heavily depends on the particle size distribution (PSD) of the graphite powder. For instance, in lithium-ion batteries, the uniformity of graphite particles directly impacts the efficiency and lifespan of the battery.

Traditional sieving methods often fall short in achieving the required precision, especially for particles in the 325 mesh to 500 mesh range. These methods are plagued by issues such as low throughput, particle agglomeration, and inconsistent classification. The Turbo Screen Air Classifier addresses these challenges by leveraging advanced air classification and sieving technologies.

2. The Turbo Screen Air Classifier: A Fusion of American and Japanese Innovations The Turbo Screen Air Classifier is the result of a strategic integration of two world-class technologies:

Sweco Turbo-Screen Air Classifier (USA): Known for its high-capacity air classification and precise particle separation, this technology ensures efficient handling of fine powders.

Toyo Hitec Hi-BOLTER Blow-through Type High-Performance Sieving Machine (Japan): Renowned for its high-speed, high-precision sieving capabilities, this technology minimizes particle agglomeration and maximizes throughput.

By combining these technologies, the Turbo Screen Air Classifier achieves a perfect balance of capacity, precision, and cost-effectiveness.

3. Key Features and Advantages of the Turbo Screen Air Classifier The Turbo Screen Air Classifier stands out for its:

High Capacity: Capable of processing large volumes of graphite powder without compromising on precision.

Exceptional Precision: Ensures accurate classification of particles at 325 mesh, 400 mesh, and 500 mesh sizes.

Advanced Air Classification Technology: Minimizes particle agglomeration and ensures uniform particle distribution.

Blow-through Sieving Mechanism: Enhances throughput and reduces processing time.

Cost-Effectiveness: Offers the same performance as Sweco and Toyo Hitec machines at a lower price point.

4. Operational Principles of the Turbo Screen Air Classifier The Turbo Screen Air Classifier operates on the principles of air classification and blow-through sieving. Here’s how it works:

Feed Introduction: Graphite powder is introduced into the classifier through a controlled feed system.

Air Classification: A high-velocity air stream separates particles based on size and density.

Blow-through Sieving: The classified particles are then passed through a high-performance sieving screen, ensuring precise separation.

Collection: The classified particles are collected in separate chambers based on their size.

This dual-stage process ensures both high throughput and exceptional precision, making the Turbo Screen Air Classifier ideal for micron-level graphite powder classification.

5. Applications of the Turbo Screen Air Classifier The Turbo Screen Air Classifier is versatile and finds applications in various industries, including:

Lithium-Ion Batteries: Ensuring uniform graphite particle size for enhanced battery performance.

Lubricants: Producing fine graphite powder for high-performance lubricants.

Thermal Management: Classifying graphite powder for use in heat sinks and thermal interface materials.

Additive Manufacturing: Providing precise graphite powder for 3D printing applications.

6. Case Study: Turbo Screen Air Classifier in Action A leading manufacturer of lithium-ion batteries recently adopted the Turbo Screen Air Classifier for their graphite powder processing. The results were remarkable:

Throughput: Increased by 30% compared to traditional sieving methods.

Precision: Achieved 99.5% accuracy in particle size classification.

Cost Savings: Reduced operational costs by 20% due to the equipment’s efficiency and lower maintenance requirements.

This case study underscores the Turbo Screen Air Classifier’s ability to deliver tangible benefits in real-world applications.

7. The Future of Micron-Level Powder Classification As industries continue to demand higher precision and efficiency, the Turbo Screen Air Classifier is poised to play a pivotal role in the future of micron-level powder classification. Its advanced technology, combined with its cost-effectiveness, makes it an ideal solution for a wide range of applications.

Conclusion The Turbo Screen Air Classifier represents a significant leap forward in the field of micron-level powder classification. By integrating the best of American and Japanese technologies, it offers a high-capacity, high-precision solution at a competitive price. Whether you’re in the lithium-ion battery industry, lubricants, or thermal management, the Turbo Screen Air Classifier is the ultimate tool for achieving superior results.

As we continue to innovate and refine our technologies, we remain committed to providing our customers with the best solutions for their material processing needs. The Turbo Screen Air Classifier is not just a piece of equipment—it’s a game-changer.

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Latest Innovations in Gasket Technology: What’s New in the Industry?

Gasco inc is one of the best Gasket manufacturer in India, Gaskets play a crucial role in sealing applications across various industries, ensuring leak-proof operations in automotive, aerospace, oil & gas, and manufacturing sectors. Over the years, gasket technology has seen significant advancements, improving efficiency, durability, and environmental sustainability. As a leading Gasket Manufacturer in India, we explore the latest innovations revolutionizing the industry.

1. Advanced Materials for Superior Performance

The gasket industry has evolved with the introduction of high-performance materials that enhance durability and resistance to extreme conditions. Traditional materials like rubber and cork are now complemented by advanced options such as:

Graphite Gaskets: These provide exceptional thermal and chemical resistance, making them ideal for high-temperature applications.

PTFE (Teflon) Gaskets: Known for their non-stick properties and chemical resistance, PTFE gaskets are widely used in the food, pharmaceutical, and chemical industries.

Metal-Reinforced Gaskets: A combination of metals and non-metallic materials improves strength, pressure resistance, and longevity.

2. Smart Gaskets with IoT Integration

With the rise of Industry 4.0, Gasket Manufacturer are incorporating smart technologies into sealing solutions. IoT-enabled gaskets come with embedded sensors that monitor pressure, temperature, and wear, alerting operators to potential failures. This real-time data helps industries prevent costly downtime and improve predictive maintenance strategies.

3. Eco-Friendly and Sustainable Gaskets

Sustainability has become a major focus in the gasket industry. Manufacturers are now developing environmentally friendly gaskets using biodegradable and recyclable materials. Innovations include:

Non-Asbestos Gaskets: Safer alternatives to traditional asbestos gaskets, ensuring worker safety and environmental compliance.

Recyclable Elastomers: Rubber gaskets made from sustainable materials reduce industrial waste and carbon footprint.

Low-Emission Seals: Designed to minimize leakage of hazardous substances, ensuring compliance with global environmental regulations.

4. Customization with 3D Printing Technology

3D printing is revolutionizing gasket manufacturing, allowing for greater design flexibility and faster production. With additive manufacturing, Gasket Supplier in India can now create complex gasket shapes with precise tolerances. This innovation reduces lead time, lowers production costs, and provides customized solutions tailored to specific industrial needs.

5. High-Performance Coatings for Longevity

Advanced coatings are being applied to gaskets to enhance their performance. These coatings improve resistance to chemicals, heat, and mechanical wear. Some of the latest coating technologies include:

Graphene Coatings: Offering superior heat and chemical resistance.

Nano-Coatings: Enhancing gasket durability by reducing friction and wear.

Corrosion-Resistant Coatings: Protecting metal gaskets from harsh environments.

6. Automation in Gasket Manufacturing

Automation and AI-driven technologies are streamlining the production process for Gasket Manufacturers in India. Robotics and CNC (Computer Numerical Control) machines ensure precision cutting, reducing material wastage and improving consistency. AI-powered quality control systems enhance defect detection, ensuring that only top-quality gaskets reach the market.

Conclusion

The gasket industry is witnessing groundbreaking innovations that enhance performance, sustainability, and efficiency. From smart gaskets and eco-friendly materials to 3D printing and advanced coatings, these advancements are shaping the future of sealing technology. As a trusted Gasket Supplier, we stay ahead of industry trends, delivering high-quality gaskets for diverse applications.

If you’re looking for cutting-edge sealing solutions, partner with a reliable Gasket Manufacturer to ensure the best performance and durability for your industrial needs.

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luxorpen · 1 month ago

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Writing Instrument Manufacturing: The Art and Science Behind Your Everyday Tools

Writing instruments have been a fundamental part of human civilization for centuries. From the quills of the past to the high-tech pens and pencils of today, the evolution of writing instruments showcases advancements in materials, engineering, and design. Writing instrument manufacturing is a complex and precise industry that blends artistry with cutting-edge technology to create tools that are both functional and aesthetically pleasing.

The History and Evolution of Writing Instruments

The journey of writing instruments dates back to ancient times when early humans used sharp objects to carve symbols into stone or clay tablets. The invention of ink-based writing tools such as reed pens and quills paved the way for more refined writing instruments. By the 19th and 20th centuries, fountain pens, ballpoint pens, and mechanical pencils became widely available, marking a significant shift in the way people wrote.

With the introduction of plastic, metal, and composite materials, writing instruments have become more durable, comfortable, and efficient. Today, manufacturers produce a vast range of writing tools, including gel pens, rollerball pens, felt-tip markers, and stylus pens for digital screens, catering to different writing preferences and needs.

Key Materials Used in Writing Instrument Manufacturing

The production of writing instruments requires high-quality raw materials to ensure longevity, smooth ink flow, and user comfort. Some of the primary materials used in manufacturing include:

Plastics and Polymers: Most modern pens and markers use plastic casings, which are lightweight and cost-effective. Polymers such as polypropylene and polystyrene are commonly used due to their durability and flexibility.

Metal Components: High-end pens often feature metal casings made of aluminum, brass, or stainless steel, providing a premium feel and enhanced durability.

Ink Formulations: Ink is the heart of any writing instrument. Manufacturers develop various ink types, including water-based ink for rollerball pens, oil-based ink for ballpoint pens, and pigment-based ink for archival-quality writing.

Graphite and Lead: Pencils rely on graphite cores encased in wood, plastic, or mechanical casings. Advances in pencil manufacturing have led to the development of eco-friendly and refillable mechanical pencils.

Rubber and Silicone: Ergonomic grips made from rubber or silicone enhance user comfort and control, making writing a more pleasant experience.

The Manufacturing Process

Writing instrument manufacturing involves multiple intricate steps, each designed to ensure the final product meets industry standards and consumer expectations. The general production process includes:

1. Design and Prototyping

Before mass production, manufacturers create prototypes of new writing instruments. This phase involves designing the pen or pencil’s shape, ink delivery mechanism, and materials to ensure a comfortable and efficient writing experience.

2. Component Production

Each part of the writing instrument, such as the barrel, tip, and ink reservoir, is produced separately using precision molding and machining techniques. Plastic components are typically injection-molded, while metal parts are stamped and shaped through machining.

3. Ink Production and Filling

Ink formulations are carefully mixed to ensure the right viscosity, color vibrancy, and drying time. The ink is then injected into cartridges, refills, or reservoirs, ensuring a consistent flow.

4. Assembly and Quality Control

The components are assembled through automated or semi-automated processes, ensuring precision and efficiency. Each writing instrument undergoes rigorous quality control checks, including:

Ink flow testing

Tip durability assessment

Ergonomic analysis

Smudge and waterproofing tests

5. Branding and Packaging

Once the writing instruments pass quality control, they undergo branding processes such as laser engraving, printing, or embossing. They are then packaged and distributed to retailers and consumers worldwide.

Sustainability in Writing Instrument Manufacturing

With growing environmental concerns, many manufacturers are adopting eco-friendly practices, such as:

Using recycled materials in pen and pencil production

Developing biodegradable and refillable writing instruments

Reducing plastic waste by offering ink refills instead of disposable pens

Leading brands have introduced sustainable writing instruments made from bamboo, recycled ocean plastics, and plant-based materials, appealing to environmentally-conscious consumers.

Conclusion

The writing instrument manufacturing industry continues to evolve with innovations in materials, technology, and sustainability. While the digital age has introduced alternative ways of writing and communication, traditional writing tools remain indispensable for education, business, and creative expression. Whether it’s a simple ballpoint pen or an exquisite fountain pen, each writing instrument is a testament to the craftsmanship and ingenuity that drive the industry forward.

As consumers become more selective about the quality, sustainability, and design of their writing tools, manufacturers will continue to push the boundaries of innovation, ensuring that writing instruments remain relevant and valuable in our daily lives.

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