#hello plasmas

[pinescent-and-gingerbread]

What’s the most useless piece of information you’ve memorized that your brain just won’t let go of?

Haha, I looove those kinds of random questions. I've been thinking about it all day but I didn't find anything completely useless. I think the most unusual pieces of knowledge I have are related to my studies in Science, but in the end, it's still important to someone to some extent.

Like, did you know that a type of fern (Ophioglossum reticulatum) had the highest number of chromosomes ever from all species? (1440, we humans have 23 pairs of them.)

Also, did you know that (this is my personal showing-off time) a specific nanotechnology developed in my hometown in France has been used to develop one of NASA's James Webb Telescope captors? (Bonus point: if JWT is yellow, it's because its mirrors are covered with an extremely thin layer of gold!)

Honestly, I could go on and on. See, so many random knowledges, that speak a lot to people in STEM but maybe not so much to other people.

Take care! -🌱

[em-b-sides]

I think about that tiktok trend where you like paint your partners eye color on your nails or make a bracelet or something with the color a lot actually

[dorky-stars]

Ghetsis 💅

[oncillaphoenix]

it's so funny how forgotten team plasma's seven sages are compared to every other evil team's admins. people only remember zinzolin exists because he interacts with colress in the manga even though he shows up more than colress does in BW2. rood doesn't even have a tag autofill on tumblr. the other four are treated as completely interchangeable if people even remember the sages exist at all. i've literally never seen someone mention ryoku

[gloombeaches]

fuck it. self indulgent art dump time

[pokemonleagueofficial]

what the fuck was that

[sweetwolf05]

Bonbaman artworks. Mainly Magnet Bomber and Plasma Bomber.

[ask-giovanni-and-ghetsis]

Ghetsis 3 days after just returning to this blog again be like

Yes, question your life choices, I dare you

[nikatyler]

not officially neurodivergent, not self diagnosed but a secret third thing (all my ocs that i relate to the most turned out to be very neurodivergent and i went oh. oh yeah i guess)

[eldragon-x-moved]

now im thinking about anthea and concordia...

[verumking]

⚔️ *:･ﾟ✧   𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐃𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘  ?

the god-hungry scientist and their abominable child .

you stitched something together inside of yourself and gave it life with light from the sky and now it won't die it and you can't kill it because part of you loves it and you're not quite right in the head or the person you used to be but at the end of the day it's simply a beast of sadness. you crave the mercy you didn't get from your creators and so i'm telling you please forgive yourself. please hold the monster by the hand.

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[moonsidesong]

rewatched paper puppets take 2 it's still soooo peak and i adore it so bad

[clarissasbakery]

hheh hey heh

ssooo so i was looking for any ppt2 stuf on your twt i mightve missed cause its so good and great and i saw thsi… and i was wondering if maybe ever POSSIBLY you wpuld ever be weilling to show this . to us hungry ppt2s .. it is simply so very intriguing (/nf dont gotta answer this ask if you dont wanna !! justhought it was worth inquiring about hello plasma ball .. threous up )

omg yeah i have a plasmaknight comic i drew when i was feeling angsty and dramatic. its so ugly and hideous im sorry for subjecting you guys to this but its OLD and i might as well have been drawing this without glasses with an eyepatch over my good eye and 20 ft away cus its so ugly 🫠😭

[vague-magnus-archives]

This is like… the Flesh, but silly- “They’re Made Out Of Meat” by Terry Bisson. He was an author who wrote a lot of really cool stuff and just died recently- while I can’t currently find the link to the original story, here’s the version I copied to tumblr-

"They're made out of meat."

"Meat?"

"Meat. They're made out of meat."

"Meat?"

"There's no doubt about it. We picked up several from different parts of the planet, took them aboard our recon vessels, and probed them all the way through. They're completely meat."

  "That's impossible. What about the radio signals? The messages to the stars?"

"They use the radio waves to talk, but the signals don't come from them. The signals come from machines."

"So who made the machines? That's who we want to contact."

"They made the machines. That's what I'm trying to tell you. Meat made the machines."

  "That's ridiculous. How can meat make a machine? You're asking me to believe in sentient meat."

"I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. These creatures are the only sentient race in that sector and they're made out of meat." "Maybe they're like the orfolei. You know, a carbon-based intelligence that goes through a meat stage."

"Nope. They're born meat and they die meat. We studied them for several of their life spans, which didn't take long. Do you have any idea what's the life span of meat?"

"Spare me. Okay, maybe they're only part meat. You know, like the weddilei. A meat head with an electron plasma brain inside."

"Nope. We thought of that, since they do have meat heads, like the weddilei. But I told you, we probed them. They're meat all the way through."

"No brain?"

"Oh, there's a brain all right. It's just that the brain is made out of meat! That's what I've been trying to tell you."

"So ... what does the thinking?"

"You're not understanding, are you? You're refusing to deal with what I'm telling you.  The brain does the thinking. The meat."

"Thinking meat! You're asking me to believe in thinking meat!"

"Yes, thinking meat! Conscious meat! Loving meat. Dreaming meat.   The meat is the whole deal! Are you beginning to get the picture or do I have to start all over?"

"Omigod. You're serious then. They're made out of meat."

"Thank you. Finally. Yes. They are indeed made out of meat. And they've been trying to get in touch with us for almost a hundred of their years."

"Omigod. So what does this meat have in mind?"

"First it wants to talk to us. Then I imagine it wants to explore the Universe, contact other sentiences, swap ideas and information. The usual."

"We're supposed to talk to meat."

"That's the idea. That's the message they're sending out by radio. 'Hello.  Anyone out there. Anybody home.' That sort of thing."

"They actually do talk, then. They use words, ideas, concepts?" "Oh, yes. Except they do it with meat."

"I thought you just told me they used radio."

"They do, but what do you think is on the radio? Meat sounds. You know how when you slap or flap meat, it makes a noise? They talk by flapping their meat at each other.   They can even sing by squirting air through their meat."

"Omigod. Singing meat. This is altogether too much. So what do you advise?"

"Officially or unofficially?"

"Both."

"Officially, we are required to contact, welcome and log in any and all sentient races or multibeings in this quadrant of the Universe, without prejudice, fear or favor. Unofficially, I advise that we erase the records and forget the whole thing."

"I was hoping you would say that."

"It seems harsh, but there is a limit. Do we really want to make contact with meat?"

"I agree one hundred percent. What's there to say? 'Hello, meat.   How's it going?' But will this work? How many planets are we dealing with here?"

"Just one. They can travel to other planets in special meat containers, but they can't live on them. And being meat, they can only travel through C space.  Which limits them to the speed of light and makes the possibility of their ever making contact pretty slim. Infinitesimal, in fact."

"So we just pretend there's no one home in the Universe."

"That's it."  

"Cruel. But you said it yourself, who wants to meet meat? And the ones who have been aboard our vessels, the ones you probed? You're sure they won't remember?"

"They'll be considered crackpots if they do. We went into their heads and smoothed out their meat so that we're just a dream to them."

"A dream to meat! How strangely appropriate, that we should be meat's dream."

"And we marked the entire sector unoccupied."

"Good. Agreed, officially and unofficially. Case closed. Any others? Anyone interesting on that side of the galaxy?"

"Yes, a rather shy but sweet hydrogen core cluster intelligence in a class nine star in G445 zone. Was in contact two galactic rotations ago, wants to be friendly again."

"They always come around."

"And why not? Imagine how unbearably, how unutterably cold the Universe would be if one were all alone ..."

[realpokemon]

I fucking hate living in Unova!!! I want to go ONE day without running into a Team Plasma grunt. JUST ONE... Next time I have to battle one of these guys I'm actually just going to throw a chair at them

hello anon from 2012. consider moving out of unova to kalos in the coming year it'll be fine i prommy

[finalgirlgretchen]

me when i say something was probably traumatic and then i realize a few weeks later that it was ACTUALLY traumatic 😣

one day i will think about bmc again without feeling a wave of nausea . but that day. is not today