#cats of venice

[ode777]

Met Cocoa who lives in Liberia Acqua Alta in Venice

[learnelle]

A bookshop and some cats in Venice, my new favourite city for aimless wandering ⭐️

[sketch--booked]

since sega have been pushing the betas of the goobers, I made a fun little au.

they're all villains from an alternate universe where little things are different.

Ezal(B) is a prototype god sealed away because, without its other half, it's volatile, and with its other half it's too powerful. A being of fire and darkness, it seeks its crystal counterpart, though it may be stuck in time.

Nails, a treasure hunter tied down by nothing and no one. gets by solely from trading, stealing and surviving. Hands-on, combative and wanted in 13 countries, she knows how to get in and out of a bad situation without anyone knowing she was even there.

Terios, the Ultimate Lifeform, was made to be a weapon of mass destruction but was never interested in the destiny given to him. Despite doing everything asked of him, the government determined him a failure and sealed him away. Dislikes people and seeks solitude but with the world in the hands of the people who would see him forgotten, can never be allowed to roam free.

Venice is the mastermind of the team he assembles. He wants the world to bend to him and will do anything to get his wish. This belief that he deserves the world comes from his many visions of the future in flames and he thinks those who caused it are the ones in charge so he will be the world's saviour. He's violent and sadistic but never seems to see that side of himself.

Feels is a young and speedy child. He calls himself the fastest thing alive and constantly proves it not just by running on his feet but by running his mouth and never shutting up. He doesn't particularly care about Venice himself but does respect his drive. However, he does like that Venice always seems to have an adventure ready for him.

On the surface, Venice is the leader of this team who works together to make him the planet's sole leader, but Ezal is using him and in turn, the others so that they can find their godly counterpart and bring Venice's visions to fruition.

I can't decide if i do or don't want them to end up in Sonic's universe, but I can see a lot of fun stuff with that.

[quarzy]

[beautifulvenezia]

“You can not look at a sleeping cat and feel tense.” – Jane Pauley

[totaleclipse573]

Idk if anyone who likes Silvaze will actually see this but I made them kiddos for my next gen au. The brainrot is going strong with these two so I just have to share them now XD

[mothmiso]

Venezia (2) (3) (4) by Lucija Jukić

[catsofcalifornia]

Goldie from Pooses and Pups Rescue in Venice, California

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Super sweet comfy cat loves to snuggle quiet & affectionate He was dumped by family after owner died he needs anew loving life!

[beforevenice]

i have studied many philosophers and many cats. The wisdom of cats is infinitely superior.

// Hippolyte Taine

[catsofyore]

Cats of Venice, 1956. Source.

[heartofalifer]

[beautifulvenezia]

“As anyone who has ever been around a cat for any length of time well knows, cats have enormous patience with the limitations of the humankind.” – Cleveland Amory

[thebottleopener]

It’s ridiculous that at a certain point in Phantom of Venice, Nancy’s only options for headgear are 1. Cat ears 2. Blonde wig 3. Bright yellow… rain hat???

[theperfectquestion]

So I'm cleaning out the fridge and the cat wants to get into the fridge. I tell the cat that I don't want him to climb inside the fridge but that isn't enough and he persists.

I realise that, like my very recent ancestors, the cat has no idea what the use of a fridge is: a special area designed to retard the growth of potentially dangerous microorganisms, the kind that live on his body. I look at him staring at me, occasionally glancing over to a shelf that he could easily jump to if he was sure that I wouldn't try to block him, and I realise how cruel it would be to explain things too fully. How could I plunge this innocent soul into a world that contains microorganisms and spoilage, that forces him to consider at all times the muck on his paws, the flecks of faeces on his coat, the terrible power of the totally invisible. I don't want to insult him, because he has been trained to use a litter tray and that litter tray is a solid piece of his landscape, as solid as the stone beneath us, as natural as a river. I don't want him to go into the fridge because he would bring an imperceivable aspect of the litter tray into the special area and negate its purpose. But how am I to relate this to the boy?

I see my own position with crystal clarity - I am a higher dimensional being of unimaginable power but with an imperfect ability to communicate with the smaller minds in my sphere of influence. I am kin to whatever entity that descended on Florence and touched the soul of Dante, that cursed him with terrible visions of the gods above and the devils below.

Was Aligieri poised to do something like jump into something like a fridge when that spark met the touchpaper of his unprepared brain? Did his keeper, or steward, or breeder, or something try to explain to the man that tiny organisms that live inside the flies that buzz over the surface of the canals, which care nothing for the Pope or the Emperor, will enter his blood and cause the dreaded welts and burning fever that will spell his end? How could he be warned not to visit Venice, not to sleep in cheap lodgings too near the water?

Perhaps that angel tried, but the enormity of the task meant they missed the mark. Perhaps their description of the lifecycle of the Plasmodium alveolate became the physical hierarchy of Hell, with a soul dipping from Limbo to swim through through the Syxian bloodstream. The work of lymphocytes to counter the infection becomes a vision of paladins forming a cross on blood-red Mars. The route to verifying this knowledge becomes a paean to the inconstant sphere of the Moon.

The warning not only fails to save Dante from jumping into the fridge, for he perishes of malaria, but the miscommunication of the warning to the doomed Florentine terrifies and confuses hundreds of thousands of humans for centuries afterwards.

So did that frustrated spirit descend again, a moment later for them, but two hundred years on Earth, to repeat the warning more simply, more directly, in a way a social ape would understand? Is this what compelled Fracastoro to describe the basics of germ theory in rhyming verse?

Though this palpable hit again resulted in disaster because Venice in 1530 was the worst place to advance the germ theory of disease.

The conceptual construction of a poisonous miasma, which is an easier one for a mammal to grasp because their swollen olfactory bulb is so closely connected to their cognitive and moral sense, stood more firmly on the geological and political terrain. Flushing out the fetid waters by way of exquisite stonework and engineering provided by powerful houses was a provable solution to the cholera epidemics that devilled the land, so talk of invisible microorganisms became more fantastical than a travelogue to the city of Dis. As European intellectuals grappled with this contradictory information, millions died. Our higher being has really shit the bed with these well-meaning interventions they insist upon visiting on the humans.

The cat listens to my essay as best he can but as soon as I return my eyes to the blank wall of the warming fridge he skits away to briefly stalk, then injest a scrap of plastic he has observed in the toe-kick of the built-in cabinets.

I consider the best way to remove the plastic from this mouth and decide to squirt him with some tap water. That's what they should have done with Dante. We'd be on the Moon by now.

[mosimyri]

It's been literal years since I tried to do any digital art, so it's about time I tried again! :D I decided to use this opportunity to draw some of the animals I've met over the years.

Anyway here's a cat I met in a bookstore in Venice

[ultimate-guardian]

Blaze: Silver..?

Venice: ...

Venice: DO I LOOK LIKE-