#aggregate testing

[likeadevils]

I love hearing more about Matty and 1975 and the chaos of songs dedicatons and redidications they had going for a while there.

the thing about matty specifically is that you can not trust a word out of his mouth the man lies for clout and he lies for god. like i joke about taylor lying for no reason but by in large you can trust that what she is saying is somewhat true. matty healy will openly and honestly contradict himself at every available opportunity. and of course taylor was not a beacon of coherency at the time either

[iksydk]

i had a conversation with my friend abt being crazy after having a baby earlier and then i talk to this guy and he tells me about how his friend was telling him about his wife who’s bipolar is worse bc she’s pregnant. waow synchronicity.

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[testiwol]

[p-seduonym]

Switched At Birth (Part Eight)

A/N: I'm alive! I swear. I was just sick for a bit. Also, I had writer's block so I'm not really happy with this. Regardless, hope you like it! Also, if you're new, hi and welcome! I got this idea from @luludeluluramblings's Switched at Birth Au. Check it out and give them some love!

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Yandere!Batfam X Switched! Fem! Reader X Yandere!Wayne!OC

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

It was rare for Tim to not know something.

From the mundane to the extraordinary, he always had to be the first to know.

So Melissa’s recent escapades didn’t slip under his radar, even if they registered less than a ping.

As the rows of monitors blinked with surveillance feeds, data scans, and live social media aggregators, Tim considered the grainy photos halfheartedly. Barbara sat at her command chair, typing rapidly as he sipped his mug of coffee behind her.

Leaning back, Barbara pointed out with an arched eyebrow, “See this one? Melissa Wayne spotted riding through Crime Alley on a bicycle. With some girl in cat socks. Whole city’s losing its mind.”

Tim took another sip from his mug. “Yeah. I clocked it about thirty minutes ago. Midtown cameras picked them up—she’s been with the same girl a few times now. Thrift shop, old diner, now the conservatory.”

“And? Not even remotely curious?” Barbara joked with a smirk.

“Please,” He scoffed, “Gotham latches onto any Wayne with a pulse and a hobby. It’s a media Rorschach test. People are just projecting”

“Yeah, but this is Melissa we’re talking about. No offense, but she's not exactly popular. Specially in the media”

“It’s noise, Babs. A bored city sees a couple photos and gets excited. Unless she suddenly manifests laser eyes or starts dating a Falcone, it’s not mission-critical.”

Barbara, still typing, narrows her eyes slightly at the screen, “Uh huh. And what if it is something? That building they went into tonight—zoning says it hasn’t been structurally sound in over a decade. Can’t imagine any reason they’d go there”

He sighs and sets down his mug before inquiring “What? You think it’s a hidden op or something?”

“I think Melissa has never done anything unpredictable in her life–until now. And it might be because of that girl”

She paused suddenly. This didn’t go unnoticed by Tim, as he watched her pull up the footage of a Midtown surveillance camera. The screen displayed a paused image: Melissa on the back of a bike, smiling. It was a soft sort of smile, one that Tim couldn’t remember off the top of his head and that left him somewhat uneasy. The girl pedaling throws a glance over her shoulder, eyes sharp, grin crooked.

“...She looked at the camera,” Tim frowned slightly.

“Now you’re curious?” Barbara chuckled.

“Curious, maybe, but not concerned”

When Melissa gently eased herself through the crack of the front door, she paused for a moment and looked back over her shoulder. Even from the distance covering the front gate of Wayne Estate and the front porch, she could see you pedaling down the paved path.

A small childish part of her wanted to call out to you, but she bit her tongue. Instead she pacified herself with the promise you made:

“I’m gonna be honest with you Mel, it’ll probably take a bit before I’m “gala-ready”. But I swear I will be before we go, alright?”

The gala was still weeks away, but you looked so sincere that Melissa couldn’t do anything but believe you.

So, still wind tousled, Melissa turned back to enter the manor. A small smile, secretive yet content graced her face. Her fingertips gently brushed the scrunchie tied snuggly around her wrist.

That is until she saw Damian, seated at the base of the grand staircase, arms folded, shadowed by the low amber light of the chandelier. His posture was still, but coiled. Watching. 

Melissa felt her smile drop.

“You’re late” He said it like she was inconveniencing him.

She blinked slowly at him which only made him grow more exasperated.

“I didn’t know you were waiting for me” She answered cautiously but truthfully, slinking closer as if not to startle him.

Damian rolled his eyes, “It’s not normal for you to be out this late. Or to be that close to Crime Alley”

Her eyes widened, “How did–”

“Please, did you think your little escapades went without notice? Those morons in the media are fixated on the two of you.”

She recoiled at his mention of you. You weren’t supposed to be in their sights.

Not yet, anyway.

Melissa fidgeted under his gaze, idly twisting the hair tie on her wrist.

“I didn’t think it’d upset you that much”

“I’m not upset. I’m alert.”

A pause grew between the two siblings before she sighed. It was that typical pitiful sigh, like she bore all the weight of the world’s brudens.

That same annoying sigh.

“I’m sorry I worried you.” She said it in such a rehearsed way, “I just went out with…with a friend”

“I wasn’t worried,” He stressed. “I was concerned for the Wayne name and how your actions would affect it.”

Melissa nodded as if she understood, but he knew she wasn’t listening. Her eyes were glazed over and stared at him as if he was a clueless child. It irked him even more.

“You. You’re hiding something”

That seemed to grab her attention. Her eyes flicked to meet his, even if they still looked forlorn.

“...isn’t everyone?” She acquiesced, in a hushed voice.

Another pause followed before he stood and pivoted in place. As he ascended the stairs, Damian stated flatly.

“Whatever it is, keep it to yourself. Don’t be a nuisance”

While he climbed, he added.

“To us, or her”

Watching him walk off, Melissa’s face remained fixed.

Her thoughts, however, quickly curdled.

“Damn brat” Hissed in the back of her head when she reached her room. 

It was rather simple to play the pitiful, hopeless forgotten daughter. It made her unassuming. No one would think twice about what she did. However, that paranoid cretin seemed hellbent on ruining that. Melissa knew her ploy never worked on him, yet she could not drop it. Out of habit or pride, she continued the charade around him.

But, still, Damian didn’t think much of her. Even now, he likely saw her acting out as a sort of rebellious phase. 

That could work.

“A quiet, rebellious girl keeping odd company”, was something that she could play.

Just until she could hit them where it hurt.

A/N: I am legit so tired. If this wasn't that good, I'm not in a great headspace rn. I just wanted to post something for yall this week.

[wilwheaton]

Imagine if instead of imposing LIBERATION DAY tariffs, then shifting from a trade war with the whole world to a trade war focused more specifically on China, Trump had done the thing he actually talked about on the campaign trail: 10 percent across the board tariffs on every country. It would have sucked and been stupid. It would have been a magnet for corruption. And to the extent that Trump proceeded corruptly, as he is doing now—offering exemptions to friends and bribers—it would have tested global faith in American trustworthiness. But, for the most part, I suspect the world would have absorbed the blow and hoped for a reprieve in four years. We would have drifted into recession, maybe a deep and long one, but eventually climbed out of it. Trump’s numbers would have dropped steadily. Democrats would have had to decide whether and how to offer relief. It would have been a self-inflicted wound, but a survivable and reversible one. What Trump’s done instead has ramifications far beyond its regressive fiscal impact and the coming blow to aggregate demand. It needs to be stopped not because of the economic harm it will bring to seniors, but because it’s anathema to national values, and threatens to end the American age. We aren’t a mafia state. We don’t have dictators in America, and if anyone tests that principle, we align to stop it, not to make life under it a little less painful.

It's The Tyranny, Stupid - by Brian Beutler - Off Message

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Writing Notes: Foraging

Foraging - the process of searching for and obtaining food sources or medicinal plants in the wilderness.

People on long camping or wilderness expeditions may depend on foraging for extra food or survival when they are adventuring out in the natural world.

In this case, identifying edible plants is a potentially life-saving skill.

How to Identify Edible Plants

Freshly foraged food can help you when you’ve run out of food supplies, but you should know exactly what is safe to consume. For that, you can perform an edibility test. Here is a quick breakdown of the edibility test for plants you find in the wild.

Look for the most common poisonous traits. Rule out mushrooms and plants with milky sap, fine hairs, spines, umbrella-shaped flower clusters, or waxy leaves.

Do a skin test. Take the piece of the plant you want to eat and rub it on your inner forearm or outer lip. Wait 15 minutes.

Do a taste test. If there’s no reaction during the previous step, taste that same part of the plant and wait another five minutes.

Do a bigger taste test. If you don’t taste any bitterness, soapy flavor, or feel any numbness, take a teaspoon of that same part of the plant and chew for five minutes, spitting out extra saliva regularly. Swallow, then wait eight hours.

Eat a small amount. If you’re still not experiencing any digestive issues, eat one tablespoon of that same part of the plant and wait another eight hours. If you still have no symptoms, you can consider that part of the plant edible in the manner in which it was prepared.

Take precautions. Whether you’re practicing sustainable foraging or trying to rough it in nature, use common sense and your best judgment when searching for edible wild plants. Some edible species of plants have toxic look-alikes, or may have edible berries but poisonous stems and bark (such as elderberries). Additionally, not all parts of the plant are edible simply because one part is. Test parts separately before consuming the whole plant, and whenever possible, always do plenty of thorough research when taking a chance out in the wild.

How to Forage Off the Land

Humans can only go 3 days without water, but about 30 days without food. So while foraging shouldn’t be your first priority in a survival situation, it can help you find some extra calories if things become dire. Here are a few tips for beginners on what to look for when foraging for food in the wild.

Look for the right berries. Berries are a good source of carbohydrates, fiber, and vitamins. Aggregate berries (those with tightly packed clusters, like raspberries and mulberries), are 99% edible worldwide. Blue, black, and purple berries are around 90% edible (though you should consider an edibility test). Orange and red berries are about 50% edible, so definitely use an edibility test. Green, white, and yellow berries are about 10% edible and should be avoided.

Catch some insects. Insects contain seven times more protein than ground beef, and they’re much easier to catch than small game. Some safe-to-consume insects include earthworms, mealworms, ants (boil first; avoid fire ants), crickets, and grasshoppers (remove the legs and wings first).

Find edible greens. There are many wild plants that are safe for consumption. Aside from the obvious fruits and vegetables, there are plenty of edible weeds such as chickweed, dandelion, clover, chicory, cattail, and wild mustard. Wild onions are also sometimes available, though they can be tricky to identify. However, if it looks like an onion and tastes like an onion, it’s an onion.

Stay away from busy roads or treated land. Some vegetation can be tainted by car exhaust, oil, lead, or other substances that make their way into the surrounding brush. As a forager, you should stay far away from areas that have been exposed to too many man-made elements, or have been coated in herbicides or pesticides.

Get familiar with common poisonous plants. While distinguishing between edible mushrooms and toxic mushrooms or berries can be tricky, there are some basic, toxic plants that everyone should be able to recognize such as holly berries and poison hemlock. You should also be able to recognize other toxic plants, such as poison oak, poison ivy, and poison sumac. These plants all contain a chemical called urushiol, which is an oil that can cause contact dermatitis and be hard to remove from your skin (hence the prolonged rashes when exposed to these plants).

Poisonous Plant Characteristics

There are many different characteristics of dangerous plants that can make them easily identifiable, even without a field guide. Here are a few traits:

Milky sap: Milky or latex sap is a substance that oozes out of a plant’s branches or stems if cracked or broken. It can cause skin irritation or other strong allergic reactions.

Fine hairs and spines: Fine hairs and spines are usually an indicator that a plant has a defense mechanism to ward off predators. Most of these hairs will cause some sort of stinging or burning sensation when you touch them with bare skin.

Umbrella-shaped flower clusters: Most plants with umbrella-clumping flowers have high toxicity and should be avoided.

Waxy leaves: Also known as the cuticle, “wax” on leaves is a protective layer that helps plants retain water, but can sometimes indicate that a certain type of greenery is a toxic plant and not safe to eat.

Mushrooms: Certain mushrooms may be edible—like morel mushrooms, oyster mushrooms, or chanterelle mushrooms—but you should exercise caution when you find these fungi growing on trees or the ground. Don’t eat any mushrooms that you cannot identify with complete certainty, because they can be toxic.

Some common food sources you can forage for are cattails, acorns and stinging nettles (if boiled), tubers, rosehips, weeds, yarrow, and plantain. Before you forage, you want to make sure that you know how to properly do so, because eating the wrong kinds of plants can be toxic.

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[quacheta]

Little Kid With A Big Death Wish changed my brain, so I typeset it. And then @remedyturtles indicated they're okay with me sharing it. So there's also a link to the Google Drive files if anyone wants it:

Note: There are FOUR versions in the folder. This is because (due to the way I designed the pages, mostly; I wanted it to be pretty, okay? I wanted it to be thematic) the full book is almost 900 pages long. So if you want it as an electronic file to read, or if you are actually ambitious enough to bind a 900-page 5x8 book, you want the 'Deathwish Full' files. Otherwise, if you are sane, I broke it up into three 300-page-ish sections, which are Part 01, Part 02, and Part 03.

Regular .pdf files are the individual pages in order. These are the files you want if you (a) are downloading this to read electronically, or (b) intend to pass the file through your own imposition software. (Like if you want to print on paper that isn't letter-sized, for example.)

Bookbinder folders have the imposed PDFs. Meaning: the files you want if you're going to print and bind this thing. Within those folders, the 'typeset' files are aggregate (the whole book, with ALL the signatures, are in the one single PDF). Signature folders have (you guessed it!) individual signatures. These are good for test prints (four pieces of paper is a cheaper test print than, you know, 70-something), or just making sure your printer doesn't run out of juice as you go.

All of the book is in color. But it's also all (mostly all) blues and greys, and I did a test print on my blank and white printer at home. So if you don't have access to a color printer (or the money), I promise it still looks nice in black and white. :)

A second note, on margins and bleed: the artwork does extend into the bleed (or at least, it's supposed to). Please keep that in mind when choosing a printer and your print settings. Please also do a test print. Please please please.

[terribletruthsoversolaceinlies]

Reread Nona and this part is bothering me:

“You should be draining and replacing her fucking brain fluid,” said Pyrrha. “When Gideon and I designed that trial, I used to crack his skull and sieve it myself, just as a control variable. It’s aggregative. I doubt you’re testing her white blood cell count either. The only other people I put through that damn trial were Mercy and Cris, because only Cris didn’t mind being trepanned on the regular.”

Why was the necro (G1deon) being trepanned in one pairing, and the cav (Cristabel) in the other, when they were undergoing the same trial? If it was being used as a control variable, wouldn't it have to be the same across all versions of the experiment?

I assume the trial being referred to is the winnowing one that Harrow and Gideon complete in GtN, where Harrow has to essentially hijack Gideon's perceptions so they can take down the construct in the right order. I suppose a more extreme version of that is what Palamedes is doing when he takes over Camilla's body; Pyrrha's saying the above in reference to what Palamedes should be doing to Camilla to reduce the damage of him taking over her body, implying it's something that should be done to cavs, as they're the ones having their brains invaded and put under strain.

Then why do it to Gideon?

I would think they were both draining their brain fluid, but the wording doesn't suggest it (and I rather think Mercymorn would protest to being trepanned...)

[glowettee]

hi mindy!! i was just scrolling through your page and wanted to ask on tips for searching for scholarships/preparing for my senior year of high-school? i've been stressing a bit because of my grades and want to at least get a bit of a boost before my senior year starts! any help you can provide is greatly appreciated!!

✧・゜: scholarship hunting & senior year prep: :・゜✧:・゜✧

hey lovely! ✨

thank you so much for your ask! i remember that pre-senior summer anxiety so well, that weird mix of excitement and complete terror about the future. first of all, take a deep breath. you're already ahead of the game by thinking about this now instead of scrambling in october (like i did, classic me behavior).

⋆.ೃ࿔:･ scholarship hunting secrets ･:࿔ೃ.⋆

let's talk about finding free money first, because who doesn't love that?

𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭: the absolute best scholarships are often the small local ones! check with your:

community foundation

parents' employers

local businesses

religious organizations (if applicable)

civic groups (rotary, kiwanis, elks lodge) these typically have way fewer applicants than national scholarships!

𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦: make a master document with:

your activities/leadership positions

community service hours (with specific impact numbers!)

awards/honors

special circumstances or hardships

career goals having this ready makes applications so much faster!

𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘢 𝘴𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘮: create a spreadsheet tracking:

scholarship name

amount

deadline

requirements

status (applied/pending/rejected/awarded)

essay prompts (many can be recycled with tweaks!)

𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘴:

fastweb.com

scholarships.com

goingmerry.com (my personal fave, it aggregates and lets you apply to multiple at once)

your school counselor's list (they often know about local ones not listed online)

𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴: there are scholarships for duck tape prom dresses, being left-handed, having the last name zolp… seriously. the more specific and unusual, the less competition!

𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘴: those USD 250-500 scholarships add up and often have way fewer applicants.

⋆.ೃ࿔:･ grade rescue mission ･:࿔ೃ.⋆

about those grades... i've been there too! here's what helped me:

𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸: before senior year starts, email them asking if there are:

summer assignments you can get ahead on

extra credit opportunities

specific areas to focus on for improvement teachers love proactive students and are more likely to help you!

𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺: many schools offer summer courses to replace bad grades. check if yours does!

𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴: if you know what you're taking, watch youtube videos on the subjects now. even 15 minutes a day gives you a huge advantage.

𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘮: senior year is chaotic with applications, so create a sustainable study routine now before the chaos hits. i have soo many posts about studying + routines for studying.

⋆.ೃ࿔:･ senior year prep checklist ･:࿔ೃ.⋆

𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘧𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵:

2-3 reach schools

3-4 match schools

2 safety schools research their specific requirements now so nothing surprises you!

𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴:

register for fall sat/act dates now (they fill up fast!)

use free resources like khan academy for test prep

consider whether test-optional schools might be a good fit

𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺:

approach teachers before senior year starts

provide them with a "brag sheet" of your accomplishments

give at least 3-4 weeks notice (minimum!)

𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯����:

the common app essay prompts are already available

jot down meaningful experiences/challenges/growth moments

draft a skeleton outline before school starts

𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵:

focus on depth over breadth

highlight leadership and impact

consider what story your activities tell about you

⋆.ೃ࿔:･ hidden senior year wisdom ･:࿔ೃ.⋆

𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴:

complete the fafsa as early as possible (opens october 1st)

use the net price calculator on college websites

consider applying to schools known for generous aid

look into tuition exchange programs if your parents work at a university

𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘮:

identify an adult who can proofread applications

find a senior-year accountability buddy

join application-focused discord servers or groups

schedule regular check-ins with your counselor

𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧-𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯:

senior year can be overwhelming

create a simple routine that helps you decompress

schedule application-free weekends

remember that your worth isn't tied to acceptance letters

⋆.ೃ࿔:･ my personal tips ･:࿔ೃ.⋆

keep a "wins" journal where you document every tiny achievement or proud moment, perfect for scholarship essays and fighting imposter syndrome

create email templates for reaching out to schools, teachers, and scholarship committees

set calendar alerts for deadlines 1 week and 3 days before they're due

find your application soundtrack (mine was taylor swift's folklore, don't judge me)

reward yourself after completing applications (i used face masks and boba tea as motivation)

remember that this is just one chapter in your story. i know it feels like everything depends on this year, but i promise you'll find your path even if it looks different than you expected.

sending you all the good vibes for senior year! you've got this!

xoxo, mindy 🤍

p.s. if you have specific questions about certain scholarships or schools, feel free to send another ask! i love helping with this stuff.

[ninjagobythenumbers]

Bechdel Testing Ninjago

So, a little while ago I did the Bechdel test on Ninjago because I've always seen the show as sort of an interesting case study in how women are portrayed in cartoons. Of course, I'm aware the Bechdel test originated as a joke and something passing the Bechdel test doesn't make it feminist/not. Rather, or for me at least, it's an indication of how deficient female representation can be at an aggregate scale. As a way to analyze Ninjago, I feel it works as it shows how female representation over the course of the show. If you're interested I'll now discuss my thoughts on how the analysis went season by season. DISCLAIMER: I did this for fun.

The pilot was easy. Nya's the only one, so test failed across the board. The first episode that passed the test was when Jay's parents came to visit. Yay Edna! Mystake does show up in episode 7 but, I don't count it as she has not yet been named. 12&13 had a kid's mom in a bus which I decided was enough cus hey, Mom's a name she uses.

Here's where we really get going. Patty Keys, their real estate agent continues to show up through seabound as a background character, which is pretty cool imo. Episode 5, Mystake finally gets named. Episode 6 was huge for my chart as it's the introduction of Misako. You'd think episode 7 is when her and Nya talked but that's actually when Nya and Gayle had a lil convo. From then on I spent the episodes just staring at the Nya and Misako thinking "talk to her talk to her talk to her." Fortunately, when they did speak, Nya and Misako would be discuss like science, maps, and fate of the world so I never ran into a problem with rule 3. That is, until Rebooted.

The good news is Pixal's here so it'll be years before we fail rule 1 again. The bad news is we've got a love triangle so goodbye rule 3. Nya actually talked to her student, Sally, and Pixal quite often but it was so often about Jay or Cole so I would just be scouring the episode for a single exchange where they talked about anything else. During the Tournament, Nya, Pixal, Skylor, and Misako were all in different groupings and it was rare that Tox or Camille would say something so no rule 2/3 successes until late season.

The good news is, the love triangle is over so we're back to rule 2 usually meaning rule 3. The bad news is, Pixal's in Zane's head so we're back to hoping Misako and Nya say something to eachother. Nya usually shared her scenes with Wu, Ronin, and Jay during these seasons so chances were few and far between. However, unlike the first few seasons where the default was male, we're now getting some female henchmen (Bansha and Dogshank) so that made things easier.

Thank you for being in Day of the Departed Edna Walker. Early Hands of Time was tough because Nya, Misako, and Commander Macchia were rarely in the same scenes. In the latter half of the season though, we thankfully see the return of Pixal. Maya also helped us with some wins.

What a breath of fresh air. Thanks to Harumi & Ultraviolet's introduction, Pixal's return, Mystake's upgrade to a reoccuring character, and Nya & Misako's continued support, failing even rule 3 is pretty rare during the Oni Trilogy. We run into some complications during Hunted because though we have Skylor and the aforementioned characters in Ninjago and Faith & Jet Jack in the First Realm, sometimes people don't talk to eachother. And that's ok. Overall, smooth sailing.

Ah??!? What happened. Worry not. I realized this was, in part, because the Oni Trilogy had 20 minutes worth of chances for women to speak to eachother, these were only 10 minute episodes. So, for the sake of comparable units of analysis, I considered each pair of episodes to be 1 episode. I'll show both charts until DR.

It looks a little better, but it's still not at Oni Trilogy levels. Still, I'd be curious to see what the test would look like if I dissected the earlier episodes into 10 minute chunks because it's probably not a great sign if 10 v 20 minutes makes such a big difference. Ok, proceeding. The Fire Chapter was usually pretty successful because Pixal, Aspheera, or Nya would usually end up talking at one point or another. Gayle even helped at one point. The Ice chapter usually achieved successes through Nya talking to Sorla. In one episode, I counted the Preminent's roars as conversation with Pixal. The Ice Chapter had quite a few failures largely because, as in previous seasons, all the women were split up.

Despite the fact that Nya was one of the longest lived ninja, Prime Empire has total failures at levels not seen since before season 2. This is largely because for the most part, Pixal and Nya are never in the same episode. Racer 7 helps but she was only there for a bit. I should point out that I feel like the 10 minute era is really when Pixal starts feeling like part of the team to me. She's always part of homebase meetings and always plays a key part in missions. Alas, if she's not in episodes with Nya, that's not going to show up on my chart. It's a reminder of the fact this test doesn't show substance.

Master of the Mountain is similar to the other seasons of its era. The fact the 10 minute era tended to show its plots episode by episode (ex: Ep 3 = Plot A, Ep 4 = Plot B, Ep 5 = Plot C) rather than all in one really takes a toll on the test. For the most part, Nya and Vania were our only chances for success and it was rare they'd share an episode. We also had the rare rule 3 failure with the Queen of the Munce episode. Thanks Jay. The Island only had Nya until they found Misako, so it was struggling even more.

It feels right to see all green when it's a Nya season. In the beginning of Seabound, they put Nya, Pixal, and Maya on a boat together and by jove it made things easy. Late season was a bit trickier because Nya was on her own journey. Crystalized had Skylor, Pixal and some ressurected villains saving the day. Late Crystalized is the way it is because it had so, so many different groupings. I have a chart based on groupings and this season was such a challenge.

I really felt the difference with Dragons Rising. I mean, you can see the difference, but it was even more clear when doing my data collection because it was just so easy. Rather than grabbing at scraps of dialogue like I had to do in early seasons, there was often a wealth of more meaningful conversation between female characters to choose from. As with the Oni Trilogy, a female villain with a female henchman makes things easy because they scheme together. We also had Nya and Sora on a joint quest. Funnily enough, there is a rare rule 3 failure because Sora and Kreel only talked about Kreel's friend in one episode. Episode 17 had the classic split up issue and actually would've failed entirely if not for Agent Underwood, which is actually a great example of my next point. You can really tell how male is no longer the default because not only is there the introduction of all the fantastic new female main characters, but also there's plenty of random female characters scattered throughout. I haven't seen DRS2P2 yet but I expect it'll be more of the same. I should mention I also made a chart with the reverse (two named men in an episode who talk about eachother about something besides a woman). Only three episodes fail in any capacity. (Say thank you to the Akita, Pixal, and Harumi solo episodes). If you read this whole thing, thank you. I had a lot of fun doing it. Let me know if there's any other charts I can do!

[covid-safer-hotties]

No worries if you genuinely have no idea about this, but do you think bird flu has the potential to become as bad as or worse than covid? So far, it seems to mainly only spread from animals to humans but I've heard that a lot more cases have been popping up recently so I'm nervous about it turning into a full blown human to human pandemic.

From what I've heard from working epidemiologists on Twitter, California is the only state that has been even partially proactive in testing and disease management. It's entirely likely many human to human cases are going untested and untraced because H5N1 has been in wild birds and some wild mammals from coast to coast since about last year (USDA has been tracking H5N1 wildlife spread since late 2022, starting in seabirds and seals if I remember correctly) and earlier this fall, there were multiple reports of poultry and diary workers with H5N1-type conjunctivitis who refused to quarantine or test and moved from state to state for work. That's not even mentioning the no known bird contact cases in Canada and several across the US. Even if there were some obvious cases of H5N1 presenting in hospitals, doctors by and large aren't testing for covid, flu, and RSV, and cases of RSV and Flu are rising right alongside Covid as we speak. Even if we weren't in yet another winter "tripledemic" ("quintdemic" if you count norovirus and whooping cough too), the Biden Administration has done it's damndest to defund some critical public health response apparatuses in order to cover up the persistent spread of covid. It's likely that by the time we confirm in a lab human to human spread, we will already have a full-blown epidemic on our hands, and then Trump will have the reins and his anti-public-health appointees will do their best to hamper the response because of the new amendment they'll pass giving Americans the right to raw milk. I'm being a little hyperbolic, but numerous epidemiologists and public health officials that I trust about covid have been growing more and more concerned with the lack of response to H5N1 among other illnesses. I don't think that H5N1 will be quite so bad as covid in terms of transmissibility and immune escape, and unlike covid we already have the tech and infrastructure to churn out flu vaccines, but I think the collective covid denial and demand to never have another Public health response ever again will make the impact more deadly in the start, especially because our hospitals are already at the brink of overwhelm before Covid has really kicked off for the winter. Sorry this was rambling but it's kind of flow of consciousness: there's a few years worth of reading and concern to sort through and I'm not sorting good right now.

This is my opinion as an aggregator of information and someone who's been watching the situation unfold for over two years now, not an expert. I'm not intending to frighten or spread misinformation, just saying right now is the time to invest in non-perishable foodstuffs, home necessities, masks, and maybe even goggles since spread via eyes is a concern with avian influenza. Be prepared, not sorry.

[zaligengineering]

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[pixie-dust-and-pain]

Adrenocorticotropic Hormone

Words: 2,459 TW: Talk of drugs, and science

PLEASE ENSURE SAFE LAB PRACTICE. DO NOT DO THIS (gestures to vaguely everything)

“Combining derivatives of ACTH and LSD? Really? A potent fear cocktail. I’d replace the LSD with Tetrahydrocannabinol if I was you, though,” “Less potent,” he answers reflexively, voice hoarse and jaw slack. She peers at him, unimpressed. “Less fatal. This would send people into cardiac arrest. Just hand-feed them belladonna if you want to induce terrifying hallucinations then kill them,” she isn’t disgusted, or terrified by his revelation, but is instead judging his competence. It makes something in him bristle. It also makes his cock twitch.

TL;DR: Jonathan Crane meets smart lady. Smart lady sees past his bullshit and laughs at him. Jonathan Crane is about to swoon. Jonathan Crane is me.

The first time he sees her, he’s running on the five hours of sleep he’s aggregated sporadically in the past few days, eyelids burning every time he blinks them and head drooping wherever he’s hunched over his research, awake only by the grace of caffeine and his own excitement, poorly constrained glee running through his veins as his brain works at an ungodly speed, handwriting stretched and barely legible in his mess of papers, crazed and delirious, drunk off of the exhilarating feeling of nearing a breakthrough, anticipation under his skin, fingers twitching to wrap around the fleshy fruit of success and tear into it, so close, so close-

He shoves the chemistry lab doors open, unceremonious and loud in the empty building, and is met with a high, panicked yelp, followed by the crash of something undoubtedly breaking. A girl-his age, younger maybe, eyes wide and round with surprise, messy, stained labcoat, yellow-pink stained latex gloves and the indents of safety goggles, the same ones on her head, probably, around her eyes, blue mask, messy hair-stares back at him, her broken test tube on the floor.

This isn’t unfamiliar territory, not wholly, but it is…unexpected. The Gotham University laboratories are open to students at all hours, a bit recklessly, and while it’s not uncommon to see students trying to finish off their projects a few days before the deadlines in the middle of the night, it is uncommon to see them in the middle of the semester, no major deadlines in the foreseeable future.

There are two ways this plays out: one, she’s disgusted by him and leaves the lab, uncaring of whatever project she’s probably overdue on. Two, she makes passive aggressive remarks until he leaves (not going to happen) and they stay stuck there till morning, in each other’s lovely company.

She still hasn’t moved.

He raises a brow, glances at her puddle of reddish-brown liquid at her feet, a coagulated something letting out a silent hiss. She follows his line of sight, an expression of exhaustion overcoming her as she grabs a mass of tissues and begins sopping up her solution, uncaring when a drop comes in contact with the sliver of skin between her gloves and coat. The act irks him.

The dripping glob goes in the chemical waste bin, and she turns to fix him with a wary stare. He inclines his head, a facsimile of acknowledgement, “Jonathan Crane,”

It’s a minute’s worth of pause before she mimics the gesture, returning his name with hers, expression carefully blank in that way he knows is crafted. Not a crack in that mask, he notes, mildly amused.

She turns away, ignoring his existence, hands working in well-practiced movements as she rinses out her standard flask, switching on her weighing machine with a dry, knuckled glove.

“Overdue project?” he asks, curiosity getting the best of him, carefully spreading out his own notes on a different bench, wincing internally at the messily cleaned state of the equipment.

She pulls down the mask, and he observes her almost clinically. Pink lips, tinted lip-balm, bitten raw and mildly bloody in one corner-an anxiety soothing mechanism? Or a body-focused repetitive behavior?-soft-looking cheeks, an ink-stain running down the corner of her face, almost faded.

She shakes her head in response, sucking up whatever she’s prepared in her conical flask with the pipette, mouth on one end of the tube, transferring it to her standard. He raises a brow. The method’s a bit old-fashioned, and with its own risks, but she seems confident as she transfers her solution. “Personal project. You?”

His lips curl, barely a smile. “The same,”

He ignores her after that, as she does him, instead venturing to prepare his first batch of a stress-inducer. She flits about the lab like she belongs, obviously familiar with it, with the air of someone who places lab safety second in their list of priorities, and results first, routinely sniffing her chemicals and wiping wet, soapy gloves on her coat like a chef with her apron.

His own method is relatively neater, not in the manner of a wary, stringent rule-follower, but in the manner of a man who likes his workplace clean-precise.  A tissue-box on his workbench, along with a packet of gloves, his coat pristine and his method textbook. At one point, the thumb of her glove dissolves, and she only grimaces, pulling out another, blue glove from her pockets. Her other glove is an off-white, and she doesn’t seem bothered by the two different colours.

Even watching her grates on his nerves. He looks away.

It’s during the late, or maybe the early, hours when he finally sits down, blinking rapidly to keep exhaustion at bay. She passes by him, headed to the fume-hood, and pauses, before making her way back to her bag, a garish blue denim thing, and pulling out a flask. For a moment he wonders if it’s alcoholic, before she strips off her gloves and hands it to him, uncapping it, and the strong aroma of well-made coffee hits his nose.

“No food and drinks allowed in the lab,” he says reflexively.

She raises a brow, retracting her arm slowly, and pointedly takes a sip.

“The rule’s there for a reason-this is a safety hazard. Should your coffee be contaminated with-”

She takes another sip.

He accepts the flask.

She doesn’t return to her own work, instead cracking her neck in a way that makes even him wince, and dragging over a stool to sit next to him, pushing away his meticulously arranged equipment with a carelessness that evokes immediate irritation, before he realizes that she’s been careful enough to not disturb his test-tube rack, holding the half-precipitated mixture he’s been waiting on.

“What’s your major?” it’s the first question she’s asked him all night. It’s a stupid one, he wants to tell her, as she rifles through his notes.

“Psychology,”

“Not chemistry?” she asks, amused. She’s staring at his formulae a little too closely. It makes him antsy, he wants to rip it out of her hands, clutch the papers to his chest. Nevertheless, her comment is flattering.

“That too,”

She huffs out a laugh, “Smart. What’re you making?”

“Trying to generate a new anxiolytic to assist with anxiety-attacks,” he answers easily.

She doesn’t answer him for a long minute, before turning to him in her seat, leaning back against the desk in a way he’s certain isn’t permitted, lab-etiquette absolutely atrocious, pushing the goggles up to her hair and her mask to her chin, gaze curious. “Really? How would it work?”

He blinks, taken aback momentarily, “Competitively binds with the receptors in the CNS responsible for adrenal release,”

She hums thoughtfully, the way she’s looking at him making him feel almost like…prey.

He’s seen this look before, of course, but not on others. Not directed to him. He’s been mistaken for prey-weak, lanky Jonathan, the freak-but never before has he felt as threatened as he does now. It has him on edge, his heart racing, as he over-analyzes every movement of hers-her delicate fingers playing with the edges of his papers, her body relaxed, half-sprawled across his work, legs crossed casually, the toe of her sneakers, pale pink running shoes, flexing, the tilt of her head, the calculative glint of her eyes, deceptively innocent, the way she’s chewing her bottom lip, leaving it spit slicked and-

What the fuck.

Mentally, he draws a connection between anxiety and heightened state of arousal and lust. This is scientific, he tells himself. His internal rationalization comes to a screeching halt when she smiles, toothy and sharp, almost shark-like, the corners of her eyes crinkling in genuine delight.

“And how does your anxiogenic factor into the synthesis of your anxiolytic, Jonathan?”

She says her name like an endearment in itself, low, syllables curling around it almost indecently. She’s still watching him-analyzing him, and he should be thinking of a contingency plan, because nobody has been able to look at his notes for that brief a period of time and come to the conclusion that fast. She’s terrifyingly intelligent, quick and clever and hiding brilliance under carelessness. She’s a threat, a match of equal intellect. She’s dangerous, he tells himself.

She’s thrilling.

“I don’t know what you mean,”

Her smile widens. She’s looking at him like one might look at a defiant child, endeared and slightly fond. Patronizing. It has immediate irritation curling in his gut, vitriol souring his palate. It also has him weak in the knees, at the implications of it.

She knows.

“Combining derivatives of ACTH and LSD? Really? A potent fear cocktail. I’d replace the LSD with Tetrahydrocannabinol if I was you, though,”

“Less potent,” he answers reflexively, voice hoarse and jaw slack. She peers at him, unimpressed.

“Less fatal. This would send people into cardiac arrest. Just hand-feed them belladonna if you want to induce terrifying hallucinations then kill them,” she isn’t disgusted, or terrified by his revelation, but is instead judging his competence. It makes something in him bristle. It also makes his cock twitch.

“The hallucinogenic effects of a milder dose of LSD are more potent than those of concentrated doses of cannabinoids. Besides, LSD is a suppressor, in mild doses it shouldn’t be threatening,” he leans towards her, resting his elbows on his work bench (revolting, something inside him screams), long fingers twisting the knob of her flask.

She smiles, slightly, giving him a look of such unbridled academic interest, like he’s a particularly interesting research paper, or some forbidden fruit of knowledge she wants to bite into. “Doesn’t sound like a product meant for the betterment of society,”

“Neither were guns, and yet,”

She laughs, caught off-guard by the quip, the sound bright and lovely as her eyes crinkle shut and she shakes her head, leaning forward, closer to him.

“Psychological torture technique?” she finally asks once she’s calmed down, mien brighter and more at ease than she was minutes ago.

“A personal interest. Scratching an itch, if you will,”

“Disregarding scientific ethic to satiate your curiosity?”

“We all have our flaws, mine seems to be an inability to leave a matter unstudied. And at the risk of playing devil’s advocate, a good majority of scientific advancement has come at the cost of human lab rats,”

“Does progression ignore morality, then? Or is it simply superior?”

He ducks his head, feigning sheepishness. “That’s subjective, I think,”

She raises a brow, as if asking so what? “I’m asking for your subjective answer,”

He tilts his head, words slow and deliberate as he constructs his sentence on just the right side of socially acceptable, though at this point he has a feeling she’s realized he’s anything but, “I feel that in some cases progression takes precedence to morality,”

“And your intellectual progression takes precedence to everything else?” Her tone is accusatory but her words aren’t sharp. Curious, more like. Like she wants to cut open his skull and carve his brain out, study it and dissect it so she can figure out how he ticks.

He’s had people be fascinated by him before, but he’s never been fascinated back.

He licks his dry lips, clears his throat. “Perhaps you’re projecting; I can assure you, my own regard for my intellect is humble and objective,”

“Of all the ego-defense mechanisms I’d resort to, projection isn’t one of them, Jonathan,” she smiles sardonically, two predators circling each other, “Perhaps you’re simply in denial. Why else create something so twisted, and yet something that harms the mind, and the mind alone? A desire for power, is it? Or perhaps control?” she’s looking at him with lidded-eyes, though that may just be tiredness, but her posture is challenging, her gaze sharp enough to cut. He shivers at the cadence of her words, at the thinly veiled barbs disguised as theories.

“Funny, I’d have thought you’d follow a more humanistic approach,” he feels oddly faint, a confusing mix of feelings overriding his rationality, flushing further under the warmth of her smile at his comment, at the roll of eyes that he’d usually find rude and undignified. He averts his gaze

Is this puberty finally kicking in? Is this my sexual awakening? In college and being judged for my questionable scientific pursuits?

He finally looks at her, drinking her in in her entirety, swallowing hard and forcing himself to take deep breaths. She’s a genius. She’s beautiful. She’s looking at him like she’s minutes away from calling an ambulance.

“What are you?” he rasps out, and then immediately reconsiders his word-choice at her offended look.

“Excuse me?”

“Major. What major are you?”

“Oh,” her cheeks dust pink, and it’s the prettiest thing he’s ever seen, “Medicine,”

No wonder. Even so, he’s had professors glance and ogle his notes before, none of them bothering to actually understand the material, not when swamped by enough work and research as is. And in the rare case that they did catch the gist of it, they never went as far as connecting the dots.

She looks at him, seeing, before slinking off the stool, making her way over to her own table as she snaps her gloves back on, pulling her mask up and grabbing a bright blue test tube, giving him a wide berth as she makes her way to the acids.

She drips nitric acid down the side of her text-tube carefully, hands steady, before glancing back at him, dropper still in hand. “We’re out of acidic anhydride,” she says simply. “Use acyl chloride, or make your own if you have the time. And if you’re making ferrous sulfate then lend me some too,”

He was not making ferrous sulfate. He has no need for it-at least, not now. He watches her make her way to the autoclave, completely at ease despite the fact that what he was synthesizing in these labs was probably illegal on some level.

Unbidden, he speaks, already moving towards the sulfuric acid.  “I wanted to study the direct effects of biological response to fear in generating fear itself. How willfully will the body mold the hallucinogenic to provide disturbing imagery when the body is displaying symptoms of stress with no stressful stimuli present?”

She nods, slowly, turned away from him. “Reversal of cause-and-effect,”

“Yes. And,” he pauses here, gauging her reaction, “Whether a different sort of imagery could be generated were the symptoms only slightly tweaked, as fear, being a primal emotion, shares the same biological effects with many others,”

“Such as?” she turns to him this time, genuinely curious.

This time, it’s he who eyes her like she’s prey, a look she seems oddly at ease with-if not welcoming when directed at her. “Lust,”

Beneath the mask, she smiles. 

[moonlight-n-moondust]

day 75/100

wow, its march alr - 227 days to my first a lvl exam

wrapped up vectors add pract (lines)

finished attempting energetics 1 revision questions (enthalpy changes)

finished revising work energy power

attempted a practice paper on work energy power

made summary for dc circuits

studied for econs essay test tmr on aggregate demand and supply

burnt the candle while studying for econs

it smells like vanilla and chocolate and it's like a warm hug

im so surprised i was this productive

goes to show my ass needs to be on fire for me to focus

the backlog looks so disgusting i wanna cry

i can't rip my list this week :(