Theoretical Dog GeneticsWhen I was a kid I can remember being confused by the logic of dog genetics presented in cartoons. When two different looking dogs had puppies, the boy puppies looked like the dad and the girl puppies looked like the mom. I can only guess that this lack of originality was an attempt to cash in on the new character's resemblance to an older character that had already won people over, but where's the fun in that? Being the animal nerd that I am, I resolved to give myself a way to design a realistic guide to prevent such blandness.Theoretical Dog Genetics4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
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Much of this has not yet been proven in studies with real dogs, so if you want to learn more about a real dog it is useful to research the specific breed or likely breeds that are in the dog's background.
Each locus is a spot which can hold two possible alleles out of any number present in the whole species. All together the alleles (genotype) give you the final appearance (phenotype). To decide the appearance of offspring of two characters, g
if she were any more tomato she'd be blueberryxvii.if she were any more tomato she'd be blueberry4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i want to write about how this world of
absolute truth, knowledge, and solid food
that which we hold high between two fingers is always
full of watery applesauce and little white half-truths.
and about how utterly strange
it is that all the simple things that people
write about on pages are, in reality,
very few and far between.
and i want to write about how there is
peace and war and
poverty and treasure and
cruelty and sometimes,
i want to write a poem about why the hell i'm wasting
my time writing poems when i could maybe
actually be doing something productive
or contributing to society or
and i want to write about why there aren't
nearly enough apple trees that grow
in dark moldy closets or underwater
or on the sun or inside craters of the moon
or in the desert or in the deep winter.
because god knows those places
need them now mor
Australia - Memories: My NameYou could say their relationship started with a list.Australia - Memories: My Name5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You will only speak English in my presence. You will only speak English unless instructed otherwise. You will learn to read and write. You will not vandalize your prayer books. You will attend every one of Reverend Johnson's sermons. You will be baptized. You will be respectful and well-mannered. You will wear clothes."
New South Wales nodded slowly as if to an unheard beat, legs swinging in the air from where he sat. His gaze drifted from the pacing Englishman to the window behind him and the sunny day it promised. Absently he picked at his ear.
A hand grabbed the back of the chair and jolted him out of his thoughts. Green eyes hovered in front of brown.
"You will listen to me and look at me when I am speaking to you."
Though startled, New South Wales found himself grinning. He nodded and England s
Jak 2: Bath Time Part 1Jak 2: Bath Time!! Part 1Jak 2: Bath Time Part 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Jak!! Jak! This is no time for a nap!" Daxter shouted, shaking his friend who had just taken a nasty hit to the head and was now on the ground. Out cold, every attempt he tried failed. Long hair falling in front of his face, Daxter tried in vain to lift Jak's head up as the metal heads approached, eyeing their prey hungrily. "Jak, if you've got the least bit of conciousness left, now would be a good time to make the best of it!" the ottsel shouted, backing up as the metal heads came closer. Seeing as his friend wasn't responding, Daxter cringed, preparing for a world of hurt.
Suddenly, a crackling noise joined the numerous growling of the beasts, and Daxter opened his eyes, slowly turning to Jak, who now had purple eco dancing all along his skin, turning it a pale color. Horns jutted fro his head, and his fingers became long, bla
Jak 2: Bath time part 2Jak 2: Bath Time!! Part 2Jak 2: Bath time part 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There is no way in hell I am tracking him down to get him to take a bath Torn didnt even want to THINK about the suggestion Daxter just offered. He began to pace around his desk, his brows furrowed about what to do. Why worry about Jak? It was just a stupid bath besides, if he was that thing, he didnt need to worry about danger.
While I myself know a bath isnt required Daxter smirked, not exactly the ace of cleanliness either,but think about what he could do out in the city. Bringing it up made Torns pacing around the table slow slightly, taking the thought into his head. He could massacre the guard, he could cause all sorts of possible mayhem and mess things up for us! Worse comes to worse he could be captured. Daxter stared at Torn, who was staring now at the doorway Dark had fed through only a half an hour ago
Hetalia - ANZACsThe young nation fumbled in the crimson mud for his rifle. The yelling got louder. Gunshots and screams filled his head. The flustered man looked up, now clutching his weapon so hard that his knuckles had turned white. The rain obscured his vision, but he could still see his target. A masked man. He lowered himself to the ground to try and steady his shaking arms. There was a small click as he readied to fire. He began to squeeze the trigger when he heard someone yell his name. He looked over his shoulder. One of the enemy soldiers was towering over him, the barrel of his own rifle pointed right at him. The young nation saw the soldier squeeze the trigger, and a sharp pain shot through his body...Hetalia - ANZACs5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Australia let out a yell. He sat upright, looked around, then sighed. It was a dream. The same one that he had to endure each year. The koala who had been sleeping peacefully looked up, then scurried across the sheets to his owner's side. Australia scooped him into a hug. The electroni
Jak 2: Bath Time part 5Jak 2: Bath Time!! part 5Jak 2: Bath Time part 56 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The sun was setting fast, and the street lights began to flicker to life. Smirking, fags bared, the figure moved silently through the streets, a wraith among the darkness. Maybe if he was lucky enough, hed catch him in his garage or maybe just walking through the streets. The mere thought of digging his claws into the flesh of that arrogant fool made him shiver with delight. Creeping through the streets, long, wild hair blowing gently in the wind, he looked around for any sign of his target. Hmm .maybe in his garage perhaps? He wondered to himself as his eyes darted around a final time, and then began to head to the destination, flexing his claws in anticipation.
Back at the undergrounds HQ
Ok here is how were going to do this. Torn had a map of the city splayed in front of everyone. Well lure him over to this area of the city. If we can cut off his escape routes here, hes as good as caught.&
5. Seeking Solace5. Seeking Solace5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Something about Australia.
It has been a curiosity of mine for a good long while now; I had merely forgotten about it until he suddenly popped up. They are bushy, just like Art'ur's. Perhaps not quite as thick, but still noticeable to an extent that they stick out on his face. Et though his hair is darker than l'Angleterre, their eyes glimmer beautifully alike. Vert. Vert like the fields. Vert like an emerald. Vert like the greedy monster within me that yearns to get closer to him, simply because of their similar appearance.
Along with resembling l'Angleterre, he unfortunately bares a resemblance to l'Amérique; poor, unfortunate boy. Those two bits of hair that never fail to stick up from his part. So curious. It is eating away at me. I want to know. I need to know.
And so, one day, I approached him. It was after Angleterre et I had fallen out et I had given him away to Amerique. Mon couer was in a ransacked state et I needed something to quell the empty feeling inside.
J and D - Being the heroPrologue: Together againJ and D - Being the hero7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A scream wakes him up. A scream and a violently shaking body, arms waving wildly for unseen enemies to stay away.
At first he cant do anything but stare in horror at the scene, but as he comes to his senses he quickly shuffles himself over to his friend and tries to hush him, tries to calm him down before anyone else hears him.
Its probably useless, though. That scream could wake the dead. As he gently puts a small hand on Jaks forehead, he tries hard not to think about whats causing this much fear and, lets face it, pain, that hes going through.
Jak suddenly shots his eyes open and sits straight up in the bed, hitting his head in the top bunk in the process and unwillingly shoves the small orange animal down on the floor.
The sudden hit wakes him up in an instant, and while breathing heavily and rubbing his head where it hurts, he realises that hes drenched in sweat.
Down on the floor, Daxter rises up on his hin
And That's Wrong.You're fat.And That's Wrong.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or maybe you're
I don't know.
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
Or maybe you're
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
Or maybe you're
But you're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
Or maybe you're
like everybody else?
You're not perfect.
And that's wrong.
.a spider weaves.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
his silver lies on my
front door, and i
walk right in;
the flies laugh
SH.Encounter:Hidden Secret.Ch3SH.Encounter:Hidden Secret.Ch34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
What's written in -...- means a person talking.
I should apologize that my stories has a lot of grammar and spelling mistakes, but that's just something I can't control So I APOLOGIZE about it
Please don't get angry about it..!
SasuHina. Encounter: Hidden Secret. Ch3.
The more Hinata thought about it, the scarier it got Why would Uchiha Sasuke bother her with things like these? Why would he want to make Hinata fall for him?
It was useless anyway as Hinata was more attracted to the nature of the person, not to the appearance. And Hinata was really well informed about the kind of guys Sasuke was She had to work with a lot of them.
-Hime, would you please hurry up? Her thoughts interrupted Kurenai. Hinata was already for fifteen minutes taking a rest and drinking coffee. She was standing on the balcony and looking at the nice view from tenth floor.
-Yes, I will be right there. Hinata answered and smiled. She ha
Black Label rough draft scriptThe Deathlings: Black LabelBlack Label rough draft script6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
© 2010 Ian Struckhoff
Summary - A Deathling, The Nameless Cowboy, breaks into a series of apartments in the City of Fog, looking for something. Once he discovers the right place, he leads a group of refugees there-- and we see that he chose it as a safe place well-stocked with cigars, whiskey, water, and a bit of food. (Cowboys and Zombies!)
Black Label -
The Man with No Name - (TMWNN in this script) - A Deathling who used to be a cowboy. He's gruff, unshaven, and scarred. He doesn't have a name, but he does have guns.
The Undead - Hordes of zombies and other undead. They range from the recently-dead, to the horrifically rotting, to skeletons. Can also include undead fantasy creatures, vampires, wraiths, etc.-- but only rarely if at all in this story.
The Refugees - Five pour lost souls lost in a world of fog and zombies. Ideally, it shouldn't be entirely clear whether they are modern poor people or medieval peasants. Just that they are poor
Being the Hero - chapter 3Chapter 3: Taking care of stuffBeing the Hero - chapter 37 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Daxter stood frozen on top of his best friends chest, watching him falling deeper into unconsciousness and unable to come to a decision.
If I leave hell be all alone with none to keep him safe, but if I dont he might not get the help he needs... Oh, crap!
Just as he decides to leave to get help from the HQ, he hears footsteps coming up close to the place where Jak has collapsed. Not wanting to risk discovery by someone unfriendly, he slowly sneaks up to the corner on all four and sticks out his head as close to the ground as possible to see who it is.
And when he does see, he cant help but feeling there must be someone out there who finally decided to help out a bit.
The young woman suddenly stopped and scanned her surroundings with a surprised look.
Over here, baby! I cant say Ive ever been happier to see your lovely face! Daxter shouted out with relief and stepped out
No rest for a weary heart.Yesterday my mother asked me what INo rest for a weary heart.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
would name my children and I told her that
I did not want any. She scoffed at me
and shook her head, insisting
that once I found the
all of that would change.
And I thought back
to all the times when my palms
sweated and my throat ran dry
and my cheeks heated up just because
a girl walked by whose lips
were so pretty and pink that all I wanted
to do was taste them.
I replied, swallowing the acid
that was threatening to crawl out of
"it will take a lot more than that
to convince me."
Because despite the fact that
the mere thought of a man
with arms that could carry the weight of the
world holding me tight could
make my legs crumble beneath me,
I just don't know if it
would be the right choice.
I remember once
when I let it slip that I supported
those who loved all genders
my parents stared at me as if I
had admitted to murder. "It's wrong,"
my father had exclaimed and to me,
his words were a toxin more deadly
Jak and Daxter II - 2Alarms rang off from everywhere at once, red lights bathed the corridors in a crimson red light, the same color as the armor of the soldiers chasing us. "Jak, over there! Watch out, he's got a gun!" I shouted, pointing at the obvious guard. "They ALL have guns, Dax." Jak replied calmly. I made a face but my partner didn't see it.Jak and Daxter II - 29 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
We had been running madly through the obstacles of the Baron's prison, looking desperately for an exit to no avail. At least until we passed another guard. . .
"Finally, light!" I said in relief, eyeing the corridor we were heading down. With dizzying momentum, Jak went into a barrel roll, surging forward with all his strength outside the life-sized air duct we had been trying to travel through. As we passed through I stuck a hand out and grabbed a passing Precursor Orb. I shove it in Jak's returned pack, making four in all we found in that place.
The drop was a little high so we landed with a *thud!* onto the hard pavement. I climbed off Jak, clonking my head
Baby Science! TG Caption ThisBaby Science! TG Caption This1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The school bell rang and class started. The students were there, but no teacher. The classroom was buzzing with idle conversation. That is until a large beefy man stomped into the room. “QUIET DOWN BABIES!!” He roared in a thick Russian accent, and the room filled with a deafening silence. “I am Kristoph, substitute teacher! Normal teacher is sick little man! Ooh I get sniffles I can not work.” He mocked. “PATHETIC!! I will teach now!” He yelled, splattering the front row with spit. He sat down at the teacher’s desk, the old chair groaned under his large build. He flipped through papers with his meaty fingers, and started muttering to himself. “Why font so small? Kristoph can’t read baby words.” He furrowed his brow and unsheathed his glasses.
Crafting a fantasy nameBes = oathCrafting a fantasy name4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
zara (-ezara) = Lightning
Ta = Fox
yn = Bringer
onna = Keep/Keeper
las = wild
Ar = Gold/Golden
Dae = White
ean = Ride/Rider
Eil = Azure/Blue
Ka = Dragon
Ly = Wolf
kash (-ashk; -okash) = Fate
Kor = Black
ianna (-ia; -ii; -ion) = Lady
tha (-etha) = Heal/Healer/Healing
La = Night
ael = Great
il (-iel; -ila; -lie) = Gift/Giver
mus = Aly/Companion
ess (-esti) = Elves/Elvin
vain (-avain) = Spirit
She = Age/Time
Si = Cat/Feline
nes = Heart
Ver = Peace
Lue = Riddle
Syl = Faerie
Laf = Moon
ali = Shadow
iat = Fire
rah (-rae; -raee) = Beast
Mai = Death/Slayer
Fir = Dark
emar = Honor
avel = Sword
Na = Ancient
Ah = Crafty/Sly
deth (-eath; -eth) = Eternal
tae (-itae) = Beloved/Love
Ha = Free/Freedom
Therapists, I don't like their taste.i.Therapists, I don't like their taste.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in 7th grade
i didn’t know depression
until she told me her name,
carving forever scratches
along my limbs like
little love notes on the bark
of a tree.
she stole my rings
and left me hollow.
i had only ever met anxiety
in passing, until one day
he handed me power and told me
to hurt someone else with it.
with an uncontrollable
quivering in my fingers,
he whispered, “ to survive,
you must learn quickly.”
as i shoved the bevel of a needle
into a strangers arm.
so, if a therapist
could talk away my scars
like iodine disinfects,
guide the ships
through the storm of my mind
like a lighthouse-
instead of pills,
if a therapist could
give me the strength
i might just
take my chances.
BeautifulIf I told you I loved you,Beautiful3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Would you believe it?
If I told you you're beautiful,
Could you see it?
You're letting your insecurities get in the way
Of a compliment that could make your day.
You bring yourself down and you won't believe
The things you deny are the things I see
On rainy days you're a little down from the rain
I wanna be the one who washes away your pain
Here's a reminder when you forget,
Here's a reminder when you're upset:
You're beautiful in every little thing you do,
You beat yourself up, but I know what's true,
You're funny. You're friendly.
You're strong and smart.
Disagree, but I know you're kind at heart.
*You're the prettiest girl that I know,
You don't need makeup to let that show
Any guy is dumb for just choosing looks
He should use his brain or hit some books
But you're still beautiful, inside and out
I could say that without a doubt
I hope I've done good at making you day
Or at least put a smile across your face
That's the best part about you,
Onlar YanLI$ BiliyorOnlar YanLI$ Biliyor7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Puslu soğuk hava
En sevdiğim mevsimdi
Aynada üzgün yüzüm
Buna birisi sebep diyor
Yaptığım birçok seyin
Hiçbir amacı yok
Buna o sebep diyor
Bir ben gerçeği biliyorum ve
Onlar yanlıs biliyor
Kimsenin suçu değil bu
Onun suçu değil bu
Kader oyunu değil bu
Bu benim suçum
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