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An old Invader Zim character:Â âThe Hybridâ. Part of something called âInvader Zim: Experiments gone Wrongâ, from 2019..
Long story short, an Irken named Zurk volunteered to be a test subject, and the combination of monstrous alien DNA in his system made him a feral beastie.
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The Invisible Man
So, I wrote a little something! Big thank you to @ninswhimsy , whose writing inspired me to go outside my comfort zone a bit (and write a sex pollen fic! With Michael and Liz! Unexpected, but thatâs where my brain went, ha).
https://archiveofourown.org/works/23067838/chapters/55176538
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Hereâs a little excerpt from Chapter 2 (the âsex pollenâ chapter):
âLiz?â
âYeah?â
âUm... fuck.â Michael swallows, runs a hand through his hair. âYou, uh, you using a new perfume or something? Body, ah, body wash?â
Lizâs eyes narrow. âNo. Why?â
âItâs,â Michael runs a hand through his hair, ânothing. Fucking nothing.â
Liz stills. Looks at him, really looks. He seems... on edge. Thereâs a light sheen of perspiration on his brow, under the curls, and his eyes...
âAre you okay, Mikey?â She reaches a hand out, toward his brow, and startles when he flinches back.
She can see the flare of his nostrils now, see the set of his jaw.
âI think... think Iâm feeling something now.â He bites a lip. âBut itâs not... not my powers.â
Liz looks him over, searching. âWhat is it then?â
And Michael...Michael shuts his eyes, shakes his head. âThink you need to get out of here.â
Liz takes a step back, involuntarily. âWhy?â
âLike, yesterday, Liz. Fuck.â
âDo you,â she swallows, âdo you want to hurt me?â
And Michael laughs, at that, a bitter, tense sound. âHurt you? Nah...â Lizâs gaze flicks down to his hands, hands that are gripping the metal lab table so hard that the knuckles are white. He licks his lips, seems to consider something. âWanna fuck you.â
Letâs talk about Experiments in my Sorceress WIP.
The character who does all of these experiments is currently deceased and also nameless, being referred to only as Father.
Heâs Thorn, Thistle, and Spikeâs dad.
The Haunted Forest of Linlea is a failed, early attempt to control plants using souls, magic, and trees. This created trees with a sentience and desire to steal life force from living creatures, especially humans.
Carnivore Grove resides near the family cabin and is a grove of experimental plants with voracious appetites. Gigantic pitcher plants, toothy venus fly traps, and a plant affectionately named Felicia.
Romos was once a beautiful, underground city full of life and magic. Pillars and runes carved along the walls represented the primordials who built it and lived harmoniously with humans until the scientist came along and stole magic and killed primordials. Citizens fled in the wake of disaster as a machine from across the sea was used to absorbed the life forces of anyone touches by it.
Inktober - Day 29 (United) Originally I was gonna do something related to Overwatch, like Humans and Ominics shaking hands. But nope. Drew the blob from the game, Inside, instead. Went from âawwwâ to âuhhh...â
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found an old picture that fits into Skynet AU and @duelmepharaohâs fanfic Stalemate ( ͥ° ÍĘ ÍĄÂ°)
"Banana peel collection"
Written on carboard box on the floor next to the coffee machine at work. With a big bag of free bananas next to it.
Like, guys, please eat the inside, we just need the outside part. For science.
What a cute little thing, I thought and contributed by eating my share of banana.
Then they decided to burn the peels at 3000 degrees celsius with improper ventilation... yeah. We had to relocate the oven after that. It was clearly not meant to be used for the cremation of a whole box of banana peels.
Reminds me of the experimental electronika from the late 80s and early 90s.
