#test tubes for plants

[ajaygiftkyade12]

Designer Home Decor: Hydroponic planters are the best way to propagate your favorite plant while decorating your tabletop. A test tube planter with Wooden Holder serves as the perfect piece of home decor plants for the living room.

[its-stimsca]

STIMBOARD OF THE POWERHOUSE OF THE CELL!!!!

🟠 🔬 🟠/ 🔬 🟠 🔬 / 🟠 🔬 🟠

[needle-noggins]

Papa WooWoo takes his job very seriously. He’s trained for this his whole life.

[millions-dykes]

I've been thinking a lot about Elendira and why she's Like That™ in Tristamp and my current theory is that she's kept that young on Purpose.

Either her biology is unstable as an hybrid and Conrad fears her developing potentially deadly mutations when she grows older, or they are keeping her as child because if she's already THAT strong at her age, she could very well become a danger to him down the line. Maybe knives also doesn't want her to grow up and somehow end up like his brother. There's many possibilities that, I think, are interesting to explore.

[chuthulhu-reads]

[ID: A page from Trigun Maximum. In the first panel, the child Knives, wearing a big heavy coat with a furry collar, is reaching up, looking startled. The second panel shows that what he's looking at is a distant, faint, pale figure. The third panel closes in on the figure to show a child with pale shoulder-length hair and a blank expression, wearing the same kind of oversized shirt that Vash and Knives usually do as children. In the fourth panel, Knives is reeling back a little, still looking startled and anxious, as is Vash, who's standing behind him. Knives yells, "Vash! Is that..." The fifth panel shows the top of a cold sleep pod, and a bit of the face of the child sleeping happily inside. The sixth panel shows Vash in the background, looking down and saying, "No, it's... it's not her". In the foreground, Knives is still facing forwards, still frowning anxiously. The seventh panel shows the pale figure in the distance, and then the eight panel shows a sort of glimmer as if it's fading away, with Knives chasing after it and giving out a wordless exclamation. In the ninth panel, Knives is running down a corridor with Vash following behind, looking at the white silhouette of a person at the far end. The tenth panel shows that it's the same pale child, now looking back over her shoulder at the twins. End ID.]

Has there ever been a definitive answer as to what the fuck is happening here? Is Tessla a ghost? Is her body actually, as TriStamp suggests, still alive, and reaching out to the only other independent plants around? Are the twins somehow sensing her presence, but because they don't fully understand their own powers, the sense manifests as a shared hallucination, similar to the way Vash seemed to sense that Knives had been around during a plant's Last Run but didn't see what actually happened, just a loose representation? If this is Tessla purposefully reaching out to the boys, why now? Is it because the rest of the crew woke up, and she wants to warn them of what could happen if anyone else sees them? Or, like Vash argues later, does she too think that the twins are in danger now that they're a year old, older than she ever got to be, old enough for experiments to pick up where she died? Or does she just want her own kind to visit her lonely grave?

[hexjulia]

hate knowing this much about the fluctuating price of aluminium, did not see aluminium price knowledge in my future

[dazzelmethat]

Pea and child cultivating.. wip?

Bought an online art class, it recommended to try photo collages as a base. It certainly helped with composition. I'll have to really think about how I would progress a drawing like this though..

[economicsresearch]

page 199 - do these plants look like my genitals? do my genitals look like these plants? are these funguses? at this point, are my genitals? or are they just covered in thousands of tiny mushrooms?

It's all well and good to have a fun guy at your party but I'll take a bunch of fun Guses any day of the week. Those people can party.

[plantshaped]

I have two phalaenopsis orchids growing seed pods!! If anyone has had any success growing from seed, please share tips! I'm researching, of course, but any first hand accounts welcome

[mieltelecheycrema]

no cuz tristamp is literally so stunning studio orange just god

[kesr]

1 Glass Test Tube With Stylish Wooden Stand Without Money Plant|propagation station|plant gift|wooden propagation stand|indoor plant stand

[ajaygiftkyade12]

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[sweetzzzone]

for knives perhaps? (from trigun)

PROSHIP SAFE REBLOG GAME !!!

i want to get back in the swing of making moodboards, so reblog this to get a six-picture moodboard of ur f/o! [1 f/o per reblog but u can reblog multiple times!

[korgeneral-astatine]

Consider Chromic Chloride and Chlorophyll

So in the most recent 650K stream it was sort of confirmed that Test Tube is fluorescein. Now to the uninitiated, when you look up fluorescein you get images like this:

So of course it makes sense that people think that this makes sense, she is ALSO a bright green color right? So it fits perfectly. However there's some issues.

For one, fluorescein only glows this brightly under UV light. Under normal inside lighting it looks more like this:

And under sunlight more like this:

While under the sun it does look quite green, it's still pretty yellow, no? And I wouldn't assume that her inside lighting perfectly matches the sun.

And Test Tube isn't "mostly yellow with green glow"! She isn't Mtn Dew, she is more like the pure green on a computer screen or something (at least in her second season):

So what else could she be? For a second I will be ignoring the weird staining properties her liquid has an focusing solely on color. (Though to be fair to the team, Fluorescein stains literally anything and everything)

Initially I thought of salt solutions, since that was what first came to mind when I thought of naturally green liquids, and I found my contender there. Introducing Chromic Chloride!

I feel like that's pretty dang close to her green, no? Furthermore, it's not bright green under UV, that's just how Chromic Chloride looks like. To me, the second to last vial looks the closest (and a good argument could be made that the third to last vial also looks like her third season appearance)

And then I discovered chlorophyll:

Look at that color. That is literally Test Tube right there. Now, most chlorophyll looks muddy because all the other plant stuff hasn't been filtered out, but pure chlorophyll like this is a really pure, really Test Tube-y green color.

I think Chlorophyll is the best candidate for a Test Tube color (and it's pretty good at staining stuff, even if it's not the ungodly stain that fluorescein is).

Oh, and fun fact, Chlorophyll fluoresces bright red under UV!

[cc1010fox]

Fox: Did you know Alpha-17 was my first kiss? Thire: I thought I was? Years Earlier: Alpha-17, holding a tubie: Aren't they too little to be outside of their tubes? Kaminoan: We are conducting tests on them. Tubie, reaching up at Alpha-17's face: Ah! Alpha-17, leaning into his hands: What is it, vod'ika? The tubie pushes his face against Alpha-17's, planting a big sloppy baby kiss on him. Alpha-17, laughing: A little charmer, huh? You're going to be trouble, aren't you, 1010? Present Day: Fox: Nope. Alpha-17 told me he was.

[hxneyfarm]

here, have a little modern steddie meet-cute. meet-ugly, maybe? idk. 1k words, mostly dialogue

"uber for, uh," the guy in the beemer at the curb looks at the phone in his hand, "eddie m.?"

"hey, that's my name!" eddie shouts, stumbling toward the car. the world is tipping sideways a little, but it's been a good night.

he wrenches open the passenger side door and slides in.

"cool if i sit up front, man? i get motion sickness sitting in the back, and you would not like me when i'm motion sick."

"uh, sure?"

eddie pulls the door closed behind him and says, "so what's your name, pretty boy?"

"you don't check the app before getting into some random guy's car?" the guy asks with a huff.

"oh, no, i never order these things for myself." eddie laughs. he tries to think back, remember how many jameson shots he put back tonight. can't. oh, well. "my roommate always sets it up beforehand when i come down to the styx for a show."

"a show? like a concert?"

"uh, no. drag show. styx is a gay bar." the guy's quiet at that. "that a problem? still dunno your name."

"oh. steve," the guy - steve - says shortly. "no, it just... looks more like a... metal bar, or something."

"sometimes things are both, can you believe it! they do a drag show last wednesday of every month. good show tonight, all the girls looked great." he kicks his feet up on the dashboard of the car, watches steve's eyes cut sideways at them as he does. "do you like drag shows, steve?"

he's testing the waters, feeling steve out to see if he should be worried about getting into some random guy's car outisde a gay bar with a dead phone. eddie's definitely had a little too much tonight. he's probably got glitter in his hair. there's definitely black lipstick smeared across his cheek from when allison chaynz planted one on him earlier during her set.

"only been to a few, but yeah. they're a good time. good show."

safe, then. tentatively.

eddie studies steve for a moment, trying to figure him out. he's got this thing he does sometimes, in an uber; eddie's an easy read - he gets into an uber and the driver immediately flips their spotify over to a metal playlist.

the driver's are usually easy to read too, and it's eddie's favorite game; he tends to know when he's got a country boy behind the wheel, or an emo transplant from the mid aughts, or the indie girlies with their iced coffees and perpetual dark undereye circles that all the concealer in the world can't hide.

the guy looks like he wears teenage boy deodorant and smells like repressed trauma. he has the indie girlie dark circles under his eyes, an apple watch strapped to his wrist. rich boy. drives a beemer. good hair, stupid highlights. there's a tube of burt's bees cherry lip balm in the center console and a days old energy drink in the cupholder.

"hmmm, the front bottoms," he decides at last, after staring at steve for what must have been an uncomfortably long time.

"i'm sorry?"

"i said, the front bottoms."

"is that a... what's the word... a euphemism?"

"no, steeeeve. it's a band. check 'em out sometime, your daddy issues'll thank you. do you like music, steve?"

"sure."

eddie clicks his tongue. "smells like bullshit. no one who likes music says sure when someone asks if they like music."

they're stopped at a stoplight. from behind the wheel, steve is studying him right back, looking him up and down, his gaze coming to rest once again on eddie's shoes on the dash.

"get your feet down," steve says, pushing at eddie's shins. "do you have any idea how dangerous that is?"

"fine, fine. so if you don't listen to music, steve, what do you listen to in this fancy bmw?"

"sports, mostly," steve shrugs. "podcasts sometimes."

"oh, boy, you are a walking red flag, aren't you? shame you're so pretty."

"well what about you? what do you listen to?"

"guess."

"i dunno, probably that metal shit. five finger whatever, or something."

eddie presses his hand to his chest. "five finger - oh, stevie, i am wounded. i wouldn't be caught dead listening to bro rock."

out of the corner of his eye, he definitely catches a smile from steve.

steve holds an aux cable out to him. "here, then. wow me. show me some real metal or whatever."

"god, i'd love to take you up on that," eddie says, huffing out a little laugh. he holds his phone up. "this sucker's been dead for hours."

this time steve's the one to click his tongue. "shame."

"truly. so what's your story, steven? what's got you out at three in the morning?"

"it's my night off," steve shrugs. "just started night shift at the hospital, trying to get used to the new sleep schedule."

"mmm, the hospital. you a nurse?"

"i am. trauma nurse."

"nice. ever see any gnarly injuries?"

"had a pretty fucked up dog bite come in the other night."

"shit."

"yeah." another stoplight, another unsubtle once over from steve. "so what about you? what do you do?"

"line cook."

steve's eyes linger on him a little longer than necessary. "oh, but i'm the walking red flag. got it."

"whoa," eddie laughs. "what's that supposed to mean?"

"i've dated line cooks. everyone's dated a line cook."

"sounds like something a slut would say, steve. craziest dick you've ever had, huh?"

"mmm."

it's not a denial.

they're getting close to eddie's building now, and that's an actual shame. because steve's cute. he needs a haircut maybe, and the stubble around his mouth and chin is just on the wrong side of five o'clock shadow, but he's got these distracting little moles along his face and neck and arm that eddie's been itching to play connect the dots with since he got in the car.

"wait, i know this building," steve says as he slows at the curb and looks at the address on his phone again. "my roommate's girlfriend lives in this building."

it clicks into place, then, for eddie.

"oh, shit! you're robin's steve!"

steve's eyebrows draw together as he gapes at eddie, and then his eyes go wide with realization. "chrissy's ed?"

"eddie," he corrects. "gotta be a level twenty friend to call me ed. and chrissy's the only level twenty friend i'll ever have."

"noted. good to finally meet you, man. i, uh. i guess this is you, then, huh?"

"yeah, sure is. maybe i'll see ya around." eddie goes to get out of the car.

"oh, you will," steve says, his smile lopsided and goofy. "i'll make sure of it."

"hold ya to it," eddie promises with a wink.

steve wiggles his fingers in a flirtatious wave as eddie walks backward on the sidewalk toward his building.

so robin's steve is cute. maybe he should have been letting chrissy set them up this whole time.

still. sports and podcasts. guy's a walking red flag. who knows, maybe they're green. eddie's never been able to see the difference anyway.