#Red spider mite

[loong-shern-blog]

Red spider mite spotted on rose apple leaves. It started to infest on the leaves tip and expand to other parts of the leaves

[bones-napss]

*gives you a tummy ache with my blood minions while you are sopping wet and cold in my dungeon* :)

[antiqueanimals]

Grzimek's Animal Life Encyclopedia: vol. 2 - Insects. Written by Dr. Bernhard Grzimek. 1984.

Internet Archive

1.) Orchesella cincta

2.) Onychiurus sp.

3.) Campodea staphylinus

4.) Abax ovalis

5.) Notiophilus rufipes

6.) Penthetria holosericea

7.) Tipula scripta

8.) Red wood ant (Formica rufa)

9.) Geophilus sp.

10.) Brown Centipede (Lithobius forficatus)

11.) Polydesmus complanatus

12.) Julus sp.

13.) Glomeris marginata

14.) Pardosa palustris

15.) Nothrus silvestris

[critter-creature-or-beast]

Matthew Allen – some rights reserved (CC BY-NC)

[skapediem]

made myself a spidersona!!!! spidermite's just a silly little guy with silly little eyes

[semprvivum]

ahhhh i wanna start gardening already

[etherrreal]

"good growing"

Pairing: asahi x fem!reader Genre: fluff Summary: asahi walks into a plant shop and gets more than he bargained for. WC: 2,410 Warnings: reader's favorite color is pink A/N: I want everyone to send me guesses on how many plants you think I have 🥰 if anyone gets close enough (+/-5), I'll drop a picture of my plant set up 🌱 -Luna

I think this Monstera adansonii cutting can be repotted, you think, wiggling it free from the propagation station it was growing in. The roots are well past two inches long, and it's already spitting out a new leaf. You plop it into one of the empty nursery pots you have lined up on the counter behind you, having it join the Neon Pothos and Red Maranta waiting to be potted into new homes.

Potting up cuttings is probably your favorite chore at the plant shop you work at. Something about tucking the little stems into some dirt and preparing them for new homes made your heart happy. That was after you learned that naming them wasn't the best idea and only ended in you mourning little Millie the Watermelon peperomia after you handed her to a very young child who no doubt watered it to death.

A hand slaps against the doorway to your right, making you nearly jump out of your skin, muttering expletives under your breath. Your coworker Eri's head soon pokes out, a grimace already on her face. "Heeey, so, I have good news and bad news."

"Oh no. Good news first?"

"Okay, the good news is that our order of Calathea zebrina came in two days early!"

"That's great! Did some of them get damaged from the cold?" She shakes her head. "Did they tip out of their pots and get smooshed?" She shakes it again. "Then what's the bad news?"

"…They're already infested with spider mites."

You close your eyes, gathering what little strength you still have after working 6 hours already and being 2 hours away from closing. You open them to see your coworker staring at you with hands clasped in front of her chest and eyebrows pinched with worry.

With a deep sigh, you raise your right fist over your left open palm, ready to play a game of rock-paper-scissors with your coworker to decide who's going to do the easy job of writing and sending the email to the parent company to complain and who's going to shove on some gloves and deal with the mites. You're halfway through 'paper' when the bell above the front door rings signaling a customer's arrival.

It's a race between the two of you to slide in behind the register, but you win it, shooting a smug look at your coworker knowing the manager will ask her to be on pest control while you're working up front. If she glares any harder as she stomps to the back, you're pretty sure you'd be dead.

"Hello, welcome to Plant Parenthood! How may I help you today?" you call out to the man who walked in. He is incredibly tall, dodging many of the hanging trailing pants from above like he was walking through a jungle. Once he gets a few steps in, he stops and looks around frantically, looking a mix of lost and overwhelmed.

His dark brown eyes finally land on you, wide and desperate. "Um, I was looking for a small plant for my office."

"Okay! Does your office have any windows for natural lighting?" You ask, already sifting through your mental catalog of plant species.

"Yes, actually, I face an entire wall full of windows."

"Do you know what direction they're facing? East, West?" You both stare at each other for a bit when you realize that was definitely too complex of a question for a beginner. "Can you see the sun rise or set from your windows?"

"Oh, yeah! I can see it rise in the morning, sometimes."

Alright, we're getting somewhere. "So, you probably have an east-facing window which gets really good morning light and indirect light all day."

He cautiously nods, agreeing with you but also not quite knowing how that's important. It didn't matter, you were already roaming the store for the potential match.

You continue spitting out questions for him as you hover around the Calatheas. "Do you think you'd be more likely to forget about a plant and under water it or obsess over it and over water?"

"A mix of both, actually," he says, embarrassed. "I'll obsess over giving it the right amount of care that I'll hover over it every single day and be afraid of watering it in case I water it too much."

You pat the pot of the Calathea ornata, mentally wishing it well on living to see another day. "So you probably need something that can take a bit of healthy neglect?"

"'Healthy neglect?' How can neglect be healthy?'

You chuckle, looking through some well-established Golden Pothos plants. "Some plants can't take the constant babying. They'll sense your fear and keel over just to spite you, like Calatheas. You need a plant that can go a bit without watering and can sit nicely on a table and just /be/."

He hums, and that's when you tense up, realizing he's standing right behind you, looking over your shoulder at the plants on the table in front of you. He smells absolutely delicious. "What are those? Are they easy?"

He's close enough that you can almost feel how his deep voice rumbles. "Yes, and normally I'd recommend these to beginner plant people, but I think I want to find something that'll stay more upright and looks nicer on a surface."

You spot a potential option on a high shelf and start setting up the step ladder to grab one. You only get to take one step up when you see him easily grab one off the shelf without even having to try.

"Something like a ZZ plant. We have two kinds in right now, the classic green that you're holding or the Raven. Which fits more with your decor?" Reaching towards the back of the shelf, you grab a full planter of the Raven foliage and offer it to him.

He psychically weighed the two plants in his hands before handing back the green one. "I think the black one will look better in my space."

"Just so you know, when new stalks come in, they'll appear to be a pretty bright green. That's completely normal. They'll slowly become black as overtime," you ramble on as you're setting the plant back and climbing back down the ladder.

"We also sell cover pots if you want to put him in something more aesthetically pleasing?" You gesture to the table of handmade ceramic pots and saucers sorted in pastel rainbow order.

"Which one do you like?"

"My favorite color is pink, so I'd usually go with that, but what—"

"I'll get that one then."

Is he attempting to flirt? Or have you been single for too long?

You have to catch yourself before you stumble too far down that road. He could simply be too overwhelmed by choice and wants to just go with whatever choice is easiest. Or he's just one of the rare, nice customers who truly trusts your judgment and doesn't mansplain your line of work to you.

"Can I interest you in anything else?" you ask, to which he shakes his head and says 'no thank you.' You type in the product names and begin the checkout process before pausing for the customer information. "Can I grab your name for our system, please?"

"Yes, uh, first name is Asahi, last is Azumane."

"Mmhm, and your phone number?"

He lists off the digits of his number and you can't help the nefarious thought of coming back to his profile to grab his number and shoot him a text. But you must remain professional, and also, you really need this job to pay your bills.

You fill out the rest of the profile and tell him his total, flipping over the payment pad to have him pay. You turn around and busy yourself with writing a care card, not liking the fact that your boss allowed the option for people to add a tip when you only just do your job. It's created some unsavory reactions from people as if you're the one who decides what your POS system is and all of its features.

When you hear the beep from the pad indicating he paid, you turn back around to finish the card as to not be rude. "So, I'm creating a care card so you can have just some basic facts about watering and light needs. A ZZ plant practically takes care of itself since it has rhizomes built into its root system so it doesn't need much besides good light in front of your windows."

"And if I need to come back and get more advice?" You pause to look up at him, eyebrows scrunched in mild confusion. "I can come back and ask you?"

His apprehensive smile is sweet, and his eyes are so gentle and warm as they look at you. It trips you up expeditiously. "Y-yeah," you answer, flipping over the care card to the back and scribbling your name and number onto it before handing it to him, along with the bag his plant was in. "Or you can call or text me directly? You'll get a quicker answer that way, in case of emergencies."

"E-Emergencies?" He stutters, eyes widening like he may have overstepped boundaries. "Y-Yeah, of course. Emergencies only."

Ah fuck. You didn't mean to make it so formal. "Or if you have any questions. Or if you need to know if I'm going to be at work before you swing by. Or just—" you check for anybody at the doorway behind you. "—want to talk, I guess. I wouldn't be opposed to that."

You shoot him a bright smile, hoping to let him know that you reciprocate his interest. His growing smile tells you that he does get the hint, his hand purposefully brushing against yours as he takes the bag from you with a gentle 'thank you.' He wishes you well and makes his way out of the shop, not without glancing over at you once more with a smile so wide it makes you flustered.

With a hand holding your warm cheek, you take a quick moment to look at his client profile, trying to familiarize yourself with his number just in case he decides to call later instead of text. Curiosity gets the better of you and you pull up his order, eyes nearly falling out of your head when you see that he tipped you $20.

There's suddenly snickering coming from behind you and you turn to see Eri standing there with her hand over her mouth as if that'll disguise it. "Oooh, I'm telling your boss you were flirting with a customer."

"What's he going to do? Fire me? I'd love to see him try. There are only three employees here." You turn back to the propagations, grabbing the bag of soil lying on the ground to start potting. "Not to mention, I'd just tell him you used the system to get that one girl's number last month."

"Whoa, hey, let's not get too serious here. I was obviously just joking and will be getting back on spider mite duty while singing your praises to our employer," Eri says, backing out the doorway with her hands held up.

Asahi's face stays stuck in your mind for the rest of the work day, and you find yourself in between tasks cracking a smile at your interaction from earlier. You try not to hover over your phone too much—mostly because you don't want to get scolded by your boss—but you're feeling antsy.

The text doesn't come until later that evening once you arrive home from work, chiming as you set down your backpack and have one shoe kicked off. You grab for it desperately, face ID quickly opening up your phone so you can click the message notification.

[XXX-XXX-XXXX]:: Hello, this is Asahi from earlier. Just wanted to say thank you for all your help today :)

Then a photo comes in and while it loads, you're having a mini heart attack, hoping it's nothing inappropriate. Your feelings are quelled when it finishes loading and reveals a picture of the ZZ plant he purchased today, nestled in its new pink pot on what looks like solid wood desk. The view in the background is stunning. What looks like it could be floor to ceiling windows overlooks the city, the lights of buildings and advertisements blurred in the background.

[000-000-0000]:: It's settling in well! Can't wait to see it in the morning. Got any name ideas?

The smile on your face is so wide it starts to hurt. You jog over to your Raven ZZ plant that's sitting on your living room console table, holding up the green planter in front of your plant covered shelves lining the wall to snap a picture to send to Asahi.

[you]:: I named mine Morticia after the goth queen herself 🖤

[000-000-0000]:: That's a great name! I could name mine Gomez?

It's a bit embarrassing how the implication of your plants being a married couple that makes you plop yourself down on your couch and squeal into your hands, but there's nothing more attractive than a man who can flirt using your interests.

Once you've gathered yourself, you type out a response that hopefully doesn't give away how frazzled you are, and you spend the next 15 minutes exchanging messages with Asahi. It consists mostly of him asking about the plants he saw in the background of your photo and how you got into your hobby. Metaphorically, you're laying on your stomach and kicking your feet, feeling like a teenage girl again.

Although you don't want to stop the conversation, you feel like there's a layer of literal dirt on you along with a sprinkling of spider mites. You keep the conversation going while you put some leftovers to warm up on the stove and into the bathroom while you start getting ready for a shower. It vibrates once more before hopping in, and you decide to check once more.

[Asahi 🌱]:: Maybe we can grab some coffee and you can show me your favorite plant store? I have a lot of empty space in this office to fill and I need an expert to help me choose :)

[you]:: I'm in love with you

[you]:: wanna move in and fill OUR space??

[you]:: I'm an expert in other things, too 😉

[you]:: I'd love to! When are you free 😊

[calicoarthropodcrafts]

milkweeding

Found a brilliant jumping spider who I couldn't get good pics of.

This red milkweed beetle fell on its back to escape me. Look at it all scrunched up.

Here's a selection of milkweed fellows

and here are the bees (and one COCK CHAFER)

Mite on a buttercup

[scriptorsapiens]

Classicstober Day 13: Arachne (𐀀𐀨𐀏𐀕)

Arachne was a mortal woman and a weaver beyond compare. She claimed that her skill surpassed even the gods'. An old woman warned her in a cracked voice:

"Be careful what you say, child; the gods loathe hybris."

"I'm not afraid of the gods. Even if Athena, goddess of weaving herself, appeared before me I know I can make a better tapestry than her!"

Arachne clearly had no idea she was living in Bronze Age Greece, because when an elder warns you about the ways of the divine it is ALWAYS a god in disguise.

Long story short, she is the reason spiders can weave so well.

Those of you who know me, and those of you who take the time to read these 'behind the scenes' things know that I do lots of research, but sometimes there just are no resources for me to draw on. Case in point, we know that the Mycenaeans had looms like the one I depict here, but as far as I know no Mycenaean tapestry has been preserved. This is not unexpected, since perishables like cloth can't really survive 3000 years without lots of luck and/or intentional preservation, but it also left me with a question of how Arachne's tapestries might have looked.

While we have some preserved Mycenaean and Minoan frescoes, I decided to not really draw from those for Arachne's tapestry. Her art was supposed to be breathtakingly realistic, so I opted from a more naturalistic, if a mite stylized, rendering of a woman. Perhaps a little anachronistic, but Arachne was a prodigy.

Speaking of which, Arachne is wearing a typical Mycenaean skirt and tunic but this piece finally gave me a good chance to show off Mycenaean makeup. Women, when depicted in Minoan and Mycenaean art, are often very pale and sometimes their faces are decorated with red florets on the forehead and cheeks. Arachne is not royal, but she is incredibly proud. Therefore I decided she would powder her face and rouge her lips, almost making herself look royal. The florets are just dots on her face, but the extras added to her forehead let me evoke the spider eyes she will bear in the near future.

Gods often take the appearance of the elderly (Zeus, Hera, and Athena all come to mind taking this disguise), and for whatever reason I have always had a vivid image of what Athena's mortal guise would look like. I know black was usually a very difficult color to dye, making it reserved for the wealthy, but maybe because of the old women in Portugal I grew up seeing the archetypal Old Woman is wearing black and using a shawl.

I would also like to formally apologize for not including the Linear B name for Athena, which is preserved: 𐀀𐀲𐀙

[britishraptor]

Gonna kick the hornets nest here, but the file from the most recent episode of The Magnus Protocol was incredibly underwhelming. It didn’t take into account at all anything that actually makes snakes scary, little to no foreshadowing, and basically attempted to jumpscare the audience with a reveal that reads more like a parody of a horror story than an actual one.

I might look like an idiot or a fool when everything all strings together later than the line, but I’m questioning so much about this episode.

Parasites are scary. Worms, and insects and mold and rot. Decay, possession. Spiders are scary because they’re hard to see, hard to pinpoint and they move fast, plus the connections with webs related to control, and manipulation. So yeah, a worm lady, sure, a person filled with spiderwebs, also sure. But the only connection between snakes and parasitism could be a joke about ‘shedding your skin’ or how disturbing that one scene in Harry Potter was.

Snakes are scary for two reasons:

1) the same reason bears and tigers all that are scary. Hunt style being hurt, and killed, and eaten. Simple.

B) uncanny valley reasons. Snakes don’t blink. They don’t have facial expressions. The way they move and eat and exist is totally different from humans and mammals. They’re often described as alien and cold.

My questions:

a) why rodent control? why was he even actually brought in? His walls are FULL OF SNAKES. It wouldn’t have lasted five minutes. It doesn’t make any sense even if you know he was concerned about parasites. Snakes don’t give a shit about other snakes. To call someone a snake is to literally call them callous and prone to betrayal. A snake eats the rodent, so you kill the snake. Plus a snake store would have access to medications to kill mites and deal with snake illness? Why call the guy at all?

b) the foreshadowing on the owner is terrible. You could have mentioned his skin needed moisturising. That it seemed dry, flaky. Scaly. But just. A red rash? A rash? Are you saying being full of snakes is an infectious disease? That’s what he said at the end, right? That his throat itches. It was swelling. You can just?? Grow your own snakes?? Is that the implication?

No uncanny valley mention on the owner either at all. He didn’t move weird, being full of snakes? Didn’t sway or limp as he walked, didn’t move sluggishly? Bad hearing, didn’t know what to do with his hands? No? Just a short tempered customer. Okay.

c) You lost me at the thousands of snakes. THOUSANDS? What is this, a clown car? A snake clown car in some random guys skin, who explodes because he was mad a customer walked out.

Look, I’m Australian. And when I ask my friends ‘hey, how big do you normally picture a snake being?’ we picture snakes about 1.5m long. Dinner table length is pretty common for all of our common brown, tiger snakes, red bellies, and even longer for our common carpet pythons. But even if I adjust to like, other countries’ grass snakes, thousands?

The throwaway line at the end was plot relevant I’m sure, but I’m all around confused, and totally not even a little bit scared.

The only praise I have is that the description of the crickets was very creepy, and I loved the visual of them moving around like a shuddering wave of pixels on a screen, only really perceived by their screaming.

But yeah. The setup, the foreshadowing, the coherent theming and consistency all just fell totally flat for me. The only thing I learnt was that this guy applied to the institute and was rejected, and that snakes can’t do dishes.

[apollolabsworld]

Red Spider mite appears after heavy rainfall

[alienbath]

I haven't been updating recently on cute bugs I've been researching, I am unfortunately a college student and started my bachelor's this year. Lots of writing (boo english student boo) so here's a little bug.

Is that a spider? Nope! This is a mite. A long-legged velvet mite

Source: bugguide.net by  Bryan E. Reynolds 

Velvet mites also can look like this. This is a Trombidium grandissimum found in India but these little guys like pitbull are worldwide.

Source: India Biodiversity Portal

(Thinking about it I totally saw these as a kid and freaked out at little red dots moving)

[scolopendramorsitans]

scolopendra morsitans infosheet

summary: scolopendra morsitans is a centipede with a well-established global distribution, but is native to africa, southeast asia, and australia specifically. scolopendra morsitans is also known as the tanzanian blue ringleg centipede or red-headed centipede (not to be confused with scolopendra subspinipes, which is also sometimes called the red-headed centipede). this species complex is known in the hobby for being pretty "jumpy" but is able to calm down with time.

species notes:

morsitans is sexually dimorphic and can be sexed visually. in adult males, the prefemora, femora and tibiae of the terminal legs are flattened dorsally and have a marginal ridge.

morsitans reaches sexual maturity between 6 months to 1 year old.

the name "morsitans" translates to "that bites" in latin.

morsitans is related to scolopendra laeta.

morsitans is related to scolopendra antananarivoensis.

morsitans in general is prone to mycosis infections in captivity, but those from drier habitats are the most susceptible.

morphology & diagnostics: it's likely that morsitans comprises a complex of species. some diagnostic criteria are inconsistent within morsitans populations - some colour forms have differing numbers of marginated tergites, tarsal spurs, and antennal articles. there should also be 1-19 legs with 1 tarsal spur, but in some asian/african populations there are 20 (+ sometimes dubbed scolopendra amazonica, considered a juniour synonym). as such, the reliability of using these characteristics to identify morsitans is not absolutely clear. however, consistent diagnostic criteria include: a smooth tergite surface, median furrow on tergite of ULBS, and incomplete paramedian sutures on sternites.

colour and size alone are not reliable taxonomic characters of a morsitans. but, generally, while these centipedes are typically on the smaller size compared to their relatives, their size appears to depend on their range. for example, in africa, morsitans found on saint helena island are noted to grow around 6cm, while the tanzanian morsitans can reach up to 13cm. this is still considerably smaller than other scolopendra species, which can reach an excess of 20cm+.

overall, the morsitans complex is extremely variable, coming in all colours and sizes. some named colour forms in the pet trade include:

"blood red" (south africa)

"dragon head" (south africa)

"cherry head" / "red flash" (south africa)

"green goblin" (south africa)

"disco" (south africa, limpopo river)

"half-banded" (northern territory)

"savanna red" (far north queensland)

"flame leg" (western australia)

"blue-tailed" (western australia)

"patternless" (australia)

habitats:

arid to semi-arid

tropical savanna

humid subtropical

coniferous forests

mixed woodlands

garrigue

mallee slopes

open coastal regions

morsitans is a habitat generalist, inhabiting many regions including those in arid, semi-arid, tropical savanna, humid subtropical, and tropical monsoon climates. however, it is absent from extremely dry regions as it requires humidity to survive. in nigeria, morsitans remains active in the dry season due to its ability to find humidity in cow dung. the species complex has also been recorded in coniferous forests, mixed woodlands, garrigue, and open coastal regions in tunisia, further displaying its ability to occupy a wide range of habitats. however, wherever it lives, morsitans prefers to hide under leaf litter, bark, ground substrate, bricks, or rocks when it is inactive.

diet:

as an opportunistic predator, morsitans feeds primarily on invertebrates. they have been observed feeding on spiders, mites, other centipedes, flies, carabid beetles, and ants. they may also feed on carrion in their natural range. in captivity, morsitans feeds readily on raw meats, roaches, mealworms, crickets, locusts, earthworms, and non-acidic fruits.

natural enemies:

black-headed snakes (specialist centipede-feeder of southern africa)

saw-scaled vipers

yellow-bellied house geckos

monitor lizards

scolopendra dehaani (in mainland asia it is the dominant scolopendra sp)

scolopendra subspinipes (in places where subspinipes is absent, morsitans may grow larger, such as recorded on offshore islets of the indian ocean.)

protozoa (grebnickiella pixellae specifically recorded in morsitans)

leeches (herpodella, specifically recorded in south india)

entomopathogenic fungi

venom composition & notes:

a mass spectrometry imaging study suggests that morsitans uses different venom compositions for predation vs defense

esterases: active enzymes that digest prey outside of the centipede's body

transferrin protein: antibacterial properties

serotonin: causes pain response

lipoproteins, phospholipids, cholesterol, triglycerides, cholesteryl esters, squalene, and free fatty acids.

bites may cause redness, swelling, and in some cases, severe pain.

[sitting-on-me-bum]

backlit critters

Backlit Critters Small inconspicuous, mostly grey insects, spiders and crabs show many colours and interesting structures under high magnification and polarized backlight. All photos were taken with the self-made setup. They are high resolution photos taken with microscope objectives, stacked and stitched together. The images were processed with software for raw processing, stacking and retouching. Water flea, pol. Copepod bicolor, pol. Brine shrimp, oblique Jumping spider, backl. Varroa mite, oblique Box sucker, pol. Red mite, pol. Head louse, oblique Ant, backl. Hard-bodied tick, oblique

Photographer: Adalbert Mojrzisch

International Photography Awards™

[iamblue15]

Moditrix AU: Alien Nicknames

Dipper

*Grey Matter: Little Grey

*Humongusaur: Gigantosaur

*Wildvine: Xenoplant

*Blitzwolfer: Weirdwolf

*Ampfibian: Cosmic Jelly

*Shocksquatch: Shocksquatch

*XLR8: Acceleraptor

*Brainstorm: Crabstein

*Ball Weevil: Goop Beetle

*NRG: Meltdown

Mabel

*Wildmutt: Hyperhound

*Chromastone: Rainbowblast

*Ditto: Multi Buddy

*Grey Matter: Little Grey

*Humongusaur: Gigantosaur

*Bloxx: Build a Thing

*Cannonbolt: Maball (Mabel + Ball)

*Buzzshock: Zip Zap

*Fasttrack: Kitty Fast

*Upchuck: Stuff Up

Raz

*Heatblast: Hot Shot

*Jetray: Rayser

*Spider Monkey: Spider Monkey

*Clockwork: Time Lord

*Cannonbolt: Rollout

*Feedback: Feedback

*Echo Echo: Multi-Sonic

*Gravattack: Mars Head

*Ball Weevil: Boom Mite

*Way Big: Goggalor

Lili

*Wildvine: Green Queen

*Chamalien: Camo Gecko

*Chromastone: Meteor Quartz

*Four Arms: Red Bruiser

*NRG: Rad Tank

*Grey Matter: Tinker Frog

*Snare-Oh: Celopatrap (Cleopatra + Trap)

*Astrodactyl: Jetrassic (Jet+ Jurassic)

*Buzzshock: Battery

*Whampire: Batula (Bat + Dracula)

Coraline

*Diamondhead: Hardstone

*Swampfire: Wildfire

*Big Chill: Frostbite

*XRL8: Rush

*Rath: Raging Stripes

*Water Hazard: Flash Flood

*Crashhopper: Kicket (Kick + Cricket)

*Ampfibian: Astrosquid

*Grey Matter: Liliphibian (Liliputian + Amphibian)

*Echo Echo: Surround Sound

Wybie

*Brainstorm: Shell-Minded

*Upgrade: Symbiote

*Feedback: Cable Guy

*Stinkfly: Mutant Fly

*Lodestar: Magnetizer

*Artiguana: Coldzilla

*Ripjaw: Depthmaw

*Nanomech: Microdroid

*Ball Weevil: Crud Bug

*Spider Monkey: Arachney (Arachnid + Monkey)

Norman

*Goop: Slimer

*Echo Echo: Screamer

*Frankenstrike: Lightningstein

*Big Chill: Ghostmoth

*Ripjaw: Angler Man

*Snare-Oh: Bind Tut

*Wildvine: Plant Trap

*Eye Guy: Multeye (Muliple + Eye)

*XLR8: AMX (Alien Motorcross)

*Terraspin: Draftshell

Neil

*Four Arms: Double Muscle

*Cannonbolt: Crashing Ball

*Upchuck: Spit n' Boom

*Wildmutt: Mad Dog

*Armadrillo: Digging King

*Kickin' Hawk: Rooster Fighter

*Fasttrack: Feelay (Feline + Relay)

*Articguana: Sub-Zero Dragon

*Brainstorm: Intellishrimp

*Bloxx: Stackem'

[knockouts-medibay]

hypothetically

Or well not so hypothetically. I got another plant.

Lipstick Plant. Mostly non-toxic to people and pets. And it's absolutely gorgeous. Sighs.

I need to stop getting plants

But the demons in me keep telling me to buy them. I think this one will be named......

Knock Out. As its flashy, red, very popular, and looks good hanging in my window and absolutely splendiforous. I have Rung whose a dancey tangerine I'm currently treating for aphids and sooty mold (Hot Shot and Rodimus fucking died. Hot Shot was yhe first attempt at a banana who didnt have roots and just kept wilting and Rodimus got spider mites. Even with treatment numerous times he died)