“-and set my teeth into the silver of the moon”

Harder to sneak it into Artefact Storage, but not impossible.

So if the sound of that leaves your mouth tasting of tar, here's what you want to do:

In the url bar, type in about:config

It'll give you a big scary warning page that you might poke holes in your browser. Good. You want to do that. Click continue.

One by one, you're going to need to put each of these into the search bar in the page, not up top:

browser.ml.enable browser.ml.chat.enabled extensions.ml.enabled browser.ml.linkPreview.enabled browser.tabs.groups.smart.enabled browser.tabs.groups.smart.userEnabled

Each of these are gonna have a lil toggle icon on the right hand side that looks like a funky double-ended arrow. Click that and the value next to it should change to false. It all auto saves as you go. Some of these might already be set to false by default and that's peachy.

I am surprised and depressed to learn it’s 100% true, according to google. A Blockbuster store was required to have a minimum of 7000 titles, but most averaged about 10,000. Netflix has 4000 movies. (And 1800 tv shows if you want to count those, but even included, it’s still less)

I also think that most people can relate to a small, helpless creature trying to get from one place to another and there's a FUCKIN WALL in the way.

But to come back to point 1- Citizen Science fills a hole in the soul that wanted to go out on adventures and discover things when we were younger, but the study of it was hard or we didn't have the money or our schools were garbage. But you don't have to have a degree to do things like... press a button or download and use an app, or count or transcribe notes.

Anyways- here's some Citizen Science links if the Fish Doorbell makes you feel happy and you yearn for more ways to help scientists do stuff:

Foldit (folding proteins)

Fathomverse (sea animals)

Project Monarch (butterflies)

Bioblitz, an event where citizens identify as many species in an area within a period of time

Species Watch (animal species)

BOINC’s Compute for Science

Zooniverse is a website that hosts information on many citizen science projects

Label trees in aerial photos

Count cells in fossils and modern leaves

Digitize Atmospheric Data

Count penguins

US-based Citizen Science Database

eBird (bird identification)

Merlin (bird identification by sound)

iNaturalist (nature identification)

MapSwipe (collaboration between several Red Cross organizations and Doctors Without Borders, update vital geospatial data)

ID: Katara and sokka in swimgear. in the first image, sokka is searching for something in the water. his hair getting wet. katara leans over to him saying "don't you think, its time for a haircut?" in the second image sokka rose form the water, a dog-shark creature in hand, swinging his hair in Katara face splashing her. smugly he says "no <3". End ID

i know its winter! i know it likley snowed by now on the northern hemilsphere! but... on the southern side is summer time right??? so... its fine.... this is fine!!!

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So I actually began to write stuff seriously and I'm sorry but in the first chapter of this thing the bats won't appear :( but in the next they will so please be patient, this is my first fic and I'm kinda nervous about it

264 words, no warnings, @dorlenemicroficprompts

Back and forth, back and forth, Dorcas rocked the baby in her arms. “Shh, darling, don’t weep,” she cooed softly, words going unheard by the bawling little thing, kicking his chubby legs and wobbling his lower lip, face red as he screamed and screamed and screamed.

Dorcas didn’t understand how something so tiny had the vocal cords to make such a racket.

“Pa and ma will be home soon. They’re just on a mission with some evil Death Eaters, but because they’re good, the very best, they’ll defeat them,” Dorcas assured Harry. “Good always wins,” she confided secretively, as if it were a gospel truth as old as time.

Harry looked at her with wide, red-rimmed eyes, tears clinging to his lashes. He clutched Dorcas’s jumper, twisting the fabric between his fingers, trying to reach out for something. “Marl…” he glanced up at Dorcas, frown between his brows. “Your Marl?”

Dorcas felt her chest constrict. “My Marl will be back too. Your aunt Marlene,” she smiled, “is a force to be reckoned with. A good force. Her goodness consumes you, makes you want to be the very best version of yourself.”

Harry was listening. When Harry listened, he gave the speaker his full attention, and even if he couldn’t understand half the words, he’d give it his very best. “Our Marl. Good,” he repeated softly, barely audible, struggling to enunciate the ‘d’. He gave it his very best.

Dorcas cupped his cheek, and tapped his nose with her own, “You. Good.”

Harry returned her watery smile, and peered up at her intently, “You. Good.”