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The Finsterhund Show. Obsessed with the video game Heart of Darkness. Grieving my service dog I lost to terminal cancer, please be kind.
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instead of freaking out about disposable straws and such (it isn't even YOUR fault if it DOES somehow wind up in the ocean. It's the government's waste regulatory system) BOYCOT THE COMMERCIAL FISHING INDUSTRY.
You may have seen a push towards "biodegradable glitter" and you shouldn't be surprised to know that crafters buying glitter from the dollar store isn't why there's glitter infesting the watershed.
It's fishing boat paint.
Once again, the commercial fishing industry.
Coincidentally the sheer size and power of the commercial fishing industry is where that staggering 80% of all the fish in the ocean are gone statistic comes from.
Want to save the ocean? STARVE THIS INDUSTRY OF THE MONEY IT GETS THAT JUSTIFIES THE ENVIRONMENTAL VIOLENCE IT CREATES.
No consuming from the ocean's overconsumed "bounty" until the ocean is healthy again. No matter how long it takes. Support independent, local, and indigenous fishermen if you cannot live without seafood. Their lives are being harmed by this industry as well.
If you dare come at me about banning straws, I will throw you into the sun cannon. I’m disabled, I’m crippled, I need disposable plastic straws, and all those pricey ridiculous alternatives aren’t working as well. Plastic straws were invented for the disabled.
Way to shit all over a vital access need because you think straws are worse than corporate greed.
We all care about the turtles, the seals, the oceans, obviously. Notice how the easiest thing to yell about was something that would barely affect anything but appealed heavily to emotional discourse.
The disabled community is huge, and it can be joined by anyone. Most of those As Seen On TV products were invented for us. Society still mocks us and ignores us, and often outright harms us in multiple ways.
Communicate better. Listen better. But stop putting us out in the cold because you are inconvenienced by our simplest needs.
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Canon HoDcore kinser designs creature was NOT on my bingo card.
#text post#a wizard who eats stars is ALSO part of the kinser canon but this is different#for context in my story inspired by Sly I made the monsters dietary practices entirely on my own for the sake of plot conflict#I was not aware of Coyote Sir until now lol#slyposting#HoDcore
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Lazy/sick
so I realized the possibility of me perfecting the body plan for the Sly costume just isn't doable when I'm fucking dying and getting sludge everywhere so I'm just gonna repurpose a kigurumi and focus solely on the head and tail. Extremely disappointed in myself but MAN
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I am trying so hard not to throw a tantrum but I am feeling so fucking shit right now. Like it's unreal.
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Sick 2
I am now worse than I was yesterday. I'm not just mildly sick, it's a fairly big deal.
I tried to work today but ended up just feeling like absolute fucking shit and making a mess.
Really fucking upset about this. It damn well better clear up soon and give me time to fucking finish.
I hate my goddamn body so much
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Sick!
Last night I said I needed to be careful and was taking breaks while working on my monster costume so that I wouldn't get sick. Something that frequently happens whenever I work hard.
Well guess who's sick now!
Fortunately I'll probably be better by the time the convention rolls around and I can still work on it while sick (just need to be more careful) but man. I hate my body lol
Worst part is I have no idea how to deal with this. Chronic illness you just sometimes gotta accept that your body decided to give up for whatever reason.
I'm wishing I would have looked at more fabrics when I was last in the thrift store. I'm having some difficulty chosing what's going into the costume vs what I want to save for other projects.
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Sly costume update 420 edition:
Head base has been taped and patterned and cut. The patterning process of the head is now finished. All that's left for the head is cutting, sewing, and accent work
Tail base is completely finished. All that's left is cleaning up and accent work. This is a temporary tail so I might still have time to make the final tail before the event. It's essentially a shitty basic tail. I can easily use it to stuff a finished tail if need be. Maybe it's for the best I don't have a final tail because I'm not sure I'm prepared to drag around something so combersome. If my monster costume is canonically Sly, the resulting accurate tail would easily weigh more than the rest of the costume combined. The current tail is basically the base of a floor dragger but stubby. Looks a bit like a regrown leopard gecko tail. That gives me the idea to use that patterned minky fabric with the circular bumps in order to imitate the bumps of a leopard gecko's tail. I highly doubt I'll have time to get and use some of that though lol.
As I'm working I'm basically deciding this isn't Sly. It's an OC monster currently nicknamed "Scraps"
Scraps is basically Sly but different colors.
Hands and feet have patterns finished. Inner feet are finished. (Basically socks)
Body has pattern finished
Body wireframe is finished (may reinforce later)
I am intending for Scraps to be covered in patches and scrap pieces. The head and tail are solid block color pieces but I'm gonna add patches in the accent work stage.
It's currently 4AM though and until we're in the last 5 days I'm forcing myself to take sizeable breaks so i don't pull a school Halloween costume and get deathly ill the day of. (This has happened thrice in my life. Once when I was still trick or treating. Fucking sucked)
No photos right now because there is no fucking space to take photos. Honestly the biggest hurdle of this project. No room for a decent sized work space. I'm taping shit to the walls, I'm lying on the living room floor, I'm doing literally anything and everything from my bed. It's a warzone over here.
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OH FUCK THIS
there is LITERALLY A NEW DOOR in the converted schoolhouse where i clean at night. not today satan
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His little red eye
yesterday I was in a particularly good mood and became obsessed with an image of a crested gecko with a very red eye, thus "his little red eye" was born
but it turns out it was clickbait! The gecko did not have a little red eye. (it also turned out that she was a girl, named Chicken)
as you can see the difference.
HIS LITTLE RED LIE
so anyways, his little red eye and her little orange eye or whatever the fuck.
This incident has made me affirmed in my decision for Sly to most closely resemble a crested gecko but with red eyes.
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Growing up my mom always threatened to sell me to the Hutterites and it's been so normalized in my mind that I have no clue if this is objectively an inappropriate thing to tell a child or not.
#text post#negative#this wasn't a joke btw it was a threat#she said it if I was behaving in a way she didn't like
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in our increasingly industrialized society it is important to continuously remember despite what we are constantly being told that we are in fact animals, and deserve the ability to live our natural lives like any other.
call it what u will, identifying with an animal is one of the most ancient and universal human experiences. the oldest known depiction of a human has a lions head. i am being dead serious when i say there are few things in this world more normal than being a furry
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I had to grow up with family being more well off than me letting houses literally rot and selling them off without a care in the world because their "location" was bad while I was always one paycheck away from homelessness. The only thing I have less respect for than landlords are nonces.
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Useless fuckshit Trudeau did something good for a change and of course the nutters are fucking mad. Don't hoard potential homes as an "investment" then you fucking ghouls. Fuck the 0.13% tbh.
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shadow wizard conflict gang
we love causing THINGS
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"Scientists" will say that we've "evolved" this way because of some sort of interdimensional equivalent to "radiation poisoning" (that they made up!) But everyone knows that us monsters were really just cursed by an evil shadow wizard to be like this.
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Underbed monster diet
by… popular… request… (really guys? lmaoooo) I've been asked how digestion works when a critter is interdimensional and technically made "of fabric."
Digestion starts out normal. Food goes in, but then two things happen: organic material dissolves, inorganic doesn't. Underbed monsters will spit up the bones once the resulting hibernation is complete and if they want to use the fabric scraps, spit those up immediately prior to hibernating. Bones will be kept to continue digesting if the monster wants to make as much last as possible. But it takes considerable time for them to process the bone and if the opportunity for quicker nutrients presents itself they will spit them back up. They are more likely to do this.
Instead, they typically keep bones in their lairs for later. To hold off starvation.
Underbed monsters are cannibalistic! They do eat their own! However:
it provides SIGNIFICANTLY less nutrition. And is pretty much exclusively done for social and hierarchal reasons.
Nobody knows how the hell digestion works, or even really *what* is being digested. Underbed monsters cannot spit back up useable pieces of fabric scrap after eating another monster. Presumably closet beasts can live off of eating underbed monsters because they eat so many and process them quickly. But for what it's worth, closet beasts seemingly needed to supplement their diets with prey from Earth too so...
Monsters will not hibernate after small meals, only big ones.
Underbed monsters do not produce waste outside of a strange almost oily substance that might be considered waste which is excreted from the paw pads and tail tips not unlike sweat. (This substance helps them to climb on flat surfaces and smells like that one weird musty old fabric smell but uncannily strong. Presumably it behaves weird on the molecular level)
Underbed monsters will store excess nutrients in their outer tails. A structure that will become round and bumpy like that of a leopard gecko over time and successful hunts. Losing the outer tail means losing that stored energy. But they can make new outer tails to grow it back. The inner tail is what is prehensile about the two part system. They cannot grow these back. The inner tail is where the oil is released on the tail. The outer tail is, metaphorically and maybe even physically, just a bunch of fluff. But it's an energy reserve and a commodity.
Pretty much the only thing a monster gets out of eating another monster is from the outer tail. In fact, underbed monsters drop their outer tails when badly threatened. No surprise why.
Perhaps if a Laios Dunmeshi situation were to ever happen it would be revealed that it's actually somehow possible to eat monster if you aren't a fellow Underbed creature. It's basically extremely gamey cotton... candy... type... stuff... that ultimately, again, comes primarily from the outer tail.
Technically, if an underbed monster bleeds it acts almost like... a gas... if that... helps... (might have just made it worse tbh)
So eating an underbed monster is like if it were possible to be literally tangibly, in a way that matters, eating a fowl alien flesh vape. With the consistency of cotton candy. huh
Technically, underbed monsters are a carbon based lifeform. They presumably descended from an Earth ancestor after all, however they could be considered a... (that freaking gas???)-based organism only after they lose parts of their Schrodinger's-fabric/skin physical form they are born with (but cannot replace naturally.) Repair of injuries is important because it allows you to continue to keep your shape. Which when you lose your naturally grown "fabric" is what ends up defining the boundary of what makes up "you" and all.
Which I am hoping does not come off as existential dread.
So presumably the "curse" that has availed them, it literally changed what type of lifeform they are. Maybe the "curse" was a consequence of prolonged life in the Underbed dimension, and was inevitable, through no fault on anyone's part. You'd get called a heretic if you started saying shit like that. They'd eat you for that. The "curse" was caused by a war with the shadow men from yet one more dimension. It came FROM them. Everyone fucking knows that. The story of the deadly hubris possessed by the last King of Underbed. Who tried to invade another dimension and was incinerated as a result and got the whole dimension cursed in the process. Fuck off.
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Coincidentally, I've decided that reflecting their gecko inspiration and the fact that they're creatures who go bump in the night and are driven off by night lights that: specifically on Earth, they're almost never seen with fully dilated pupils on account of their vulnerability to light in our dimension. However, Underbed monsters are dually almost never seen with fully contracted pupils in the Underbed dimension because "light" there isn't the same as "light" here.
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