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nat-space-obsessed · 8 months ago
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For @kinglazrus !! Super excited abt this one! I love corpse aus so I just had to do this one.
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"There's a shallow grave in the woods. The only marker is a stone with the name "Danny" scratched into it. Judging by the fresh-turned soil, it hasn't been empty for long."
The call came in from a hiker early in the morning.
She'd been going on her daily hike when she decided to go on a route that was different from her normal route.
When she tripped over the rock, she should have known that there was something wrong. At first, she started to walk past, and continue on her hike.
It was on her way back that she really noticed the issue.
The rock she had tripped over had writing that she didn't notice the first time.
It was a simple engraving, probably done with another rock or a different sharp tool, definitely not professionally done.
There was one word.
A name.
'DANNY'
It was at that point that she realized that the dirt path seemed to be disturbed near the edges, as if someone had gone digging.
Oh god, someone had been digging .
As she looked at the disturbed dirt, she saw something odd. It was an odd color, looking as if it had been burned or melted, blackened.
It was a bone.
A charred, dirty, old bone, covered in a material that had melted and fused to it.
It was like one of those horror stories, of certain toys made from plastic materials melting onto skin if exposed to too much heat.
She called the police station the second she was in range of a cell tower.
All the operator at the call center heard was, "God, the bones , they're black, they're burned. There's bones in the woods ."
The CSI left the station immediately.
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"She wasn't kidding, these bones were definitely burned, but they're weird. It's more reminiscent of electrical burns. What could output enough power to burn a body so thoroughly by electrocution?" The lead CSI said. She was wearing gloves and slowly unburying the body.
The more they uncovered, the more horrified they were.
"This is a kid," A member of the team said, "Either a kid or a small person. The size of the bones indicate that the owner of this body was under 5 ft. Maybe a small kid? What name did the stone say?"
"Danny, I think, it's a little hard to read, but that looks like the right name."
"Wait, wasn't there a kid that went missing a year ago from Amity named Danny?"
"Yeah, but I thought the parents were under suspicion, with that weird lab in their basement."
"Didn't the sister call it in?" The one handling the bones said.
The case they were talking about was the case of Daniel Fenton. He had gone missing four weeks before his freshman year, except he was only reported missing when his sister came back from a college summer camp. Two weeks after he supposedly went missing.
Because of this, nobody actually figured out when he went missing. The police had searched the entire Fenton home, which had uncovered the lab in the basement of the home.
The Fentons had a portal. An interdimensional portal to some place they called the Ghost Zone, and it had corresponded with sightings of weird, translucent, flying people that had been sighted in the city.
They had been taken into custody, but then later released due to a lack of evidence. His sister was still advocating for missing children, especially kids who weren't reported until long after they vanished.
"But this body is too decomposed for only a few months. Maybe the burns accelerated it?"
"I mean, if this is the Fenton kid-"
"Don't start being a conspiracy theorist now, Sean." The lead investigator said, shaking her head.
"You never know!"
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The coroner's office was cold. The autopsy room was colder.
The body on the table was small, a kid, wearing a plastic material that had seemed to fuse with the bones it was covering.
The bones, God the bones. They were blackened, covered in a dark material, flesh that had been burnt to a blackened crisp.
The coroner looked at the body in front of him and sighed.
The only thing he could easily use for identification that wasn't fingerprints or DNA were dental records. Luckily, while the corpse was completely desecrated, the bones were somehow intact.
He was able to take a scan of the teeth and send them off to be compared with all local dentist offices within a 50 mile radius.
It was a few minutes later when he got the ping.
There's a match.
"Shit."
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The Fentons were in their lab when they got a phone call.
"Hello, this is Jack Fenton of Fentonworks, how can I help you?" The burly man said into the receiver.
"Hello, Mr. Fenton. This is the Briggersdale Police Department, calling you to inform you that a few days ago, we found a body in the woods. This body has been identified as the body of your son, Daniel." The voice on the other end said to him.
"What?" Jack stood with the phone in hand in shock. Maddie chose that moment to walk into the room.
"Are you okay, Jack?"
Jack thanked the officer and hung up. "They... found a body."
"A body? Why did they contact you? Where was this?"
"The next town over. The body was identified. It was Danny's."
A sharp intake of breath could be heard from Maddie. "We need to call Jazz."
"She isn't speaking to us, she'd just ignore anything we have to say to her."
"She'll listen, it's about Danny."
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Jazz Fenton had been having a good day. She had only one class that morning, her favorite introduction to developmental psychology course, and she had just finished speaking with her roommate about their date next weekend with their longtime girlfriend. She was happy for them. She was having a good time, reading one of her favorite books at her desk.
It was a good day, until she got the phone call.
It was from her parents.
She refused the call at first. This was the third time that week her parents had tried to contact her, and the third time she refused their call.
Usually they stopped trying to call her, and just left her a few texts after she refused their call, but this time was different.
She should have known something was wrong.
"What is it? I thought I told you guys to never contact me again." Jazz spoke before either of her parents could even get one word out.
"Jazz... They found it."
"What, what did they find?" Jazz stood up. She was really getting annoyed now, with them being all cryptic towards her.
"His body. Jazz, they found Danny's body."
Jazz's phone slipped out of her hands.
What?
They found his body. They found his body.
Oh god, he was actually dead.
Jazz knew after the first few days she realized her brother was missing that the chances of finding him again were slim to none, and after the first two weeks, she knew that she would probably sooner see a body bag than see her brother alive again.
But this? This made it real.
He was dead.
He was gone .
She was never going to see him again.
Oh god, this was real .
She stared in front of her. She stared at the wall.
Her knees gave out and she slumped to the ground.
She could feel her eyes well up with tears.
She could hear her roommate shouting her name and kneeling in front of her as she sobbed, crying and trying to say anything, but no words would come out of her mouth.
Oh god, she had to tell Sam and Tucker.
No way would her parents even know that he had them as his friends, and they were always the first people that she gave updates to, even before her parents. They deserved to know he was... dead. That they had found his body.
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Sam and Tucker were hanging out at Tucker's house when Sam's phone rang.
She picked it up, recognizing the number as Jazz's.
Tucker watched as emotions crossed her face, beginning with worry, and ending in dread.
"Oh my god. Tucker. They found it."
“Shit.” He said.
“Shit.” She nodded in agreement.
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lorelaigilmoure · 5 years ago
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i LOVE watching crime shows, but don't like studying legal and forensic medicine 🙃
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rhysintherain · 6 years ago
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Can we please have a realistic forensic anthropology show? One where the anthropologist works out of a dingy basement lab and has a regular day job when there's no cases? One where all lot of the remains turn out to be animals? Where half the human remains are so old they have to be passed off to the archaeologists? Where solving a case can take a season or longer, and a bunch of cases are in the works at any given time?
Seriously, there are ways to make stories interesting without also making them wildly innacurate. Just ask us, we'll give you enough drama, humor, and what-the-fuck moments to make this work. I dare you.
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sirenalpha · 7 years ago
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As a biologist, not only does modern understanding of gender & sex no conform to your transphobic & misogynistic beliefs about what bodies are capable of based on hormones, but science isn't an absolute. Science can be biased and innacurate. Anyone who feels comfortable maling blanket statements that science "proves" anything does not understand or respect science as it is practiced and understood by most ethical scientists
gender is a social construct and does not fall under the purview of biology as it is not an aspect of biology but of human culture (try coming at me with a sociologist or anthropologist degree if you want to discredit me there lmao)
gender is a hierarchy created by males to subjugate females via the creation of roles or personalities each sex is meant to emulate and perform known as masculinity for males and femininity for females no human is fully capable of encompassing the perfect masculine or feminine ideal for their culture though masculine and feminine rolls exist in all patriarchal cultures which are the majority of cultures on earth
that’s the definition of gender under modern feminism, has been the whole time, to claim it is anything else is actually anti-feminist so nice try, maybe come back after you’ve read some feminist theory
sex and gender are not synonyms though modern English speakers use them interchangeably
sex refers to your body and gender refers to stereotyped behavior
and if you’re really a biologist as you claim to be which I doubt you’re only 22 so most likely you have a BSc in biology if that so can you really call yourself a biologist?
I never claimed science was perfect or absolute but there are some pretty basic scientific facts we can all agree on if we’re assuming everyone here is scientifically literate
humans are mammals and sexually dimorphic
as such that means that there are two sexes males which produce sperm and females which produce ova and that each sex has differences in physiology beyond their reproductive organs this includes secondary sex characteristics, an individual’s hormone levels, and affects every cell in your body to the point that archeologists can tell your sex from your bones and forensic scientists can tell your sex from your DNA
even intersex individuals are only one sex and iirc many intersex conditions only occur to one sex or the other you can’t have a female intersex condition if you’re male
actually a lot of medical conditions present differently between males and females like heart attacks
if you were really a biologist you would know that and not try to deny scientific and medical fact
otherwise how would one half of the population know which half to mate with and produce viable offspring? The ability to recognize the sex of an individual in our own species is a biological necessity to reproduce
women are oppressed because they are the only ones able to carry and birth offspring and men wish to control that process and pass power from father to son and the only way to ensure a woman’s child is yours if you’re a man is if you can prevent her from having the freedom to meet with other men
this is why it’s called patriarchy which means rule of the father
to say anything otherwise is to deny reality and also deny the existence of misogyny itself
women are oppressed on the axis of sex, the gyn in misoGYNy is in reference to vaginas which only females have
you might as well be a flat earther bro that’s the level of science denialism you’re working with here or do you still think babies are delivered by stork?
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