Skull Preservation TutorialSkull Preservation Tutorial5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
I've been asked multiple times how I go about cleaning and preserving the skulls that I find so I've decided to put together a sort of FAQ/how-to regarding this subject. Please keep in mind that there is more than one "right" way to achieve things in the realm of taxidermy. This is just the way I do my skulls/bones.
You will need:
Plastic bag for picking up your treasure
A good sized flower pot
An ant hill (if possible)
Disposable plastic gloves
Nice sized metal pot kept solely for boiling skulls/bones
Plastic container for soaking the skull/bones in
Hydrogen peroxide 3%-7%
Small pokey thing for helping remove brain bits and other yuck
Super glue, tacky glue, or Elmer's glue for putting the teeth back in
Hokay. While out hiking, I've come across many different skulls/bones of animals in various stages of decomposition. The best ones are when nature has already done most of the work for you and it's already pretty clean. One of the drawbacks of finding them like this tho
The Eevee Cometh - EpilogueValerie looked out over the Blackthorn mountains and contemplated what exactly she was doing. Sure, she was living in the mountains; duh, that was kind of obvious. But, she was also training. Why she was training she wasn't sure. Certainly that creature, the one who had called itself an Eevee, was still out there, but Valerie still wasn't sure if it had truly escaped.The Eevee Cometh - Epilogue4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Then again, there was also the possibility of other of these creatures emerging, but Valerie was likewise not sure how likely it was that they would emerge. They hadn't exactly been prolific thus far, and though dangerous, they didn't seem capable of doing too awful much by themselves if Valerie alone could take down two of them. Although, they had both escaped
Valerie sighed and turned back to her pokémon. Matthias had grown spectacularly over the past two months, both in terms of general personality and fighting capability. He already was able to take on Electabuzz fairly evenly, though Graveler and Fearow we
Date Me July: Malady: MadaHinaTitle: MaladyDate Me July: Malady: MadaHina5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Theme: Blockbuster- Elizabeth (play)
Impatient feet paced circles around the room. Dark eyes narrowed into mere slits of their former selves as the Dowager Empress, her long black hair highlighted with streaks of gray; read a letter from her son. Each line was dripping with praise for her daughter-in-law. Oh how that girl set Mikoto's teeth on edge. She was so unlike Sasuke in that the girl could not be pinned down with a glare. Mikoto could not utter stern enough words to make the younger woman cower and be willing to be lead around by the ear.
No, quite the opposite in fact. One cross word and the girl rebelled, doing completely the opposite of what she was told. It wasn't direct opposition though, oh no. The girl was all smiles and sweetness in front of the Emperor, her husband and Mikoto's darling son. What a charmer. What a deceiver. What a detestable little viper.
With so much poison towards the young woman pumping insid
Sorry I was born a PitbullDear owner please don't hurt meSorry I was born a Pitbull9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I truly didnt know
that chewing shoes and licking your face made me dangerous
I'm sorry I was born with a jaw that is so fierce
and then the BSL came and said that we are all
doomed, for something SOME pitbulls might do.
And some things I NEVER did.
I'm sorry my mom was a pitbull, and I'm sorry dad was too.
but if you ban my breed now, who will be there to protect you?
There won't be any rotties, or bulls of any kind
regular dogs not brave the dogs who cry and whine
Please help fight the BSL for they're blaming my whole breed
as well as other bulls and rotties who have even helped people.
animals that were strong and were bred for loyalty
now at the vet in the euthanasia line.
Its not fair that they condemn me for things I never did
but we're capable of doing such things, is what the government says
they don't care if we're loved
they rip us away from our last hugs.
With the owners that loved us dearly
It's not right that they have to suff
Ib's Lullaby [Draft]Ib's Lullaby [Draft]3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
[In the early afternoon, under a gray sky, Ib and her parents were on their way to an art gallery.
"Did you remember everything, Ib?
Oh! Do you have your handkerchief? You know, the one you got for your birthday?
Keep it safe in your pocket, okay? Don't lose it!]
Come, let us play a game
No adults will ever know
That you disappeared
To our little show
Come into the portal
Many friends are waiting
For you to arrive
To a world of paintings
Just take a step
Into the deep Abyss
You'll be fine, just trust me
We promise that you won't be missed
Keep your rose close to you
5 petals, see?
Each one that's pulled off
Represents an injury
Don't get too close to the walls
Don't break the mannequins
Each holds many consequences
Make sure you don't lose your senses
Come, let us play a game
A game which will risk your life
Three you will hold
Don't fill them with strife
Such a colorful world
For you all to explore
Don't get lost in it
Just keep walking forward
Find the key and
Quickly head for home
WolvesThe Howl The NightWolves11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Did Not Oppose
By Justin Borer
In the forest on this cold, misty, moonlit night.
Nature is calm and quiet with not a soul in sight.
The silence continues, nothing trying to fight.
Then moonlight shines through the trees.
The light continues to flow like a calm breeze.
Casting shadows upon the lonly leaves.
A branch snaps breaking the somber silence.
Something in the darkness moves showing its defiance.
The forest shifts reluctantly to this act of violence.
Through the shadow the moon helps soothe.
This figure has nothing to prove.
Steathy and strong it continued to move.
The figure emerged from the darkness to cast its own shadow.
Through its grey and black fur the wind does blow.
With its pointed ears every creature it does know.
The creature sat on the ground and looked at the starry sky.
He felt alone, that, no one could deny.
through its bluish-gray eyes it wondered why.
He looked up at the bright full moon.
He let out a howl and held its desperate tune.
CannibalHelp me please,Cannibal8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am down on blood red knees,
I must claw,
I must bite,
I fell like I have to fight.
Spill their blood,
Drink it all,
Tear out their hearts and crush their skulls.
Crying red tinted tears,
Saying sorry all the way.
I have to devour them,
Bones, skin, flesh and all.
When stomachs near popping,
I puke them up and start again.
I have swords,
I have no guns,
Only my teeth and bloodied hands.
I keep killing them,
Cant stop murdering them,
Every woman, man, and child.
Tearing through her,
Ripping through him,
I have gone beyond wild.
I dont want this,
I cant stand this,
But still the massacre goes on.
I am crying,
They are sobbing,
But still this madness is not stopping.
Their blood sticking to me,
Drenching me in human life.
Must keep killing, slashing bashing,
Ripping tearing, goring, gouging,
Smashing hacking, clawing, biting .
I keep eating them,
Cant stop eating them.
Burning hunger deep inside me,
I just cannot satisfy it.
Collab: holding starsDid I tell you about that girl?Collab: holding stars3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I should have done, always talking of her
Always on my mind
Jumping on my mind
I have no ways to explain how she makes me feel...
What words in the world could we use to describe
What words could you use to describe how much
you really love somebody?
Maybe a thousand astral cords tied to the tip of
your tongue, and maybe just one spiral galaxy
wrapped around your ankles.
But what is as perfect as a hundred leagues
under the sea, that first gasp of ocean and rock
salt, with years of rainwater rushing through
the gaps between your ribs and the walls of your
Our love growing like the universe, by particle, by stars, by worlds, getting ever wider to line up our perfect future, our world together, her love is my star, the warmth of the sun by her touch, the smile as wonderful as the eclipse but never as rare but still as perfect.
The shooting I saw on its path,
DEATH NOTE GUINESS RECORDSGUINESS WORLD RECORDS PROUDLY PRESENTS:DEATH NOTE GUINESS RECORDS4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
DEATH NOTE AWARDS !!!!!
People from Death Note are very special and they all have great talents, so we decided to gave them deserved awards!
The performance starts now:
1. For LIGHT YAGAMI For world's stupidest evil laugh ever seen.
Public: *fangirlish shouting*
Light: -.- For what?! My evil laugh is perfect and EVIL. You damn award givers don't know how good is it! I'm a God? Hello?
Award giver: No. You're just gay. Now shut up and take the award. We don't have much time left.
2. For MISA AMANE For wearing world's shortest gothic skirt AND for being the stupidest person, like, ever.
Misa: 8D Yeeey! Misa Misa won an award! Misa Misa is awesome AND pretty! Wow!
Award giver: *silence* Oh my God .
Misa Misa: MY god!!!!!!!!
Award giver: What ever. Could we just go on?
3. For L For eating just sugar and sleeping absolutely never. The wonder is- he's still alive.
Public: Yaaay! *-, *
L: Aww, thank
WolfI saw my soul that dayWolf9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I saw it in a pair of amber eyes
Full of sorrow and understanding
I saw the true me that day
In the swiftness of running
On four feet instead of two
Claws and teeth ferocious
As well as kind
I found my true name
In the warm grey fur
Hard and stiff like rocks
Yet soft like velvet
I saw how wonderous the wild is
In song, and soft moss bedding
To work as a team, and to love
I found myself that day
I was lost and blind before
I found myself in the eyes
The eyes of a wolf
He showed me the path
That was hidden
The magic of living again
Not dying, if not for him
I would be dead
I shall never forget that wolf
Who saved my life
Who showed me my true self
My true name
And who to trust it with
i write bad poetry.You are made of bone, sinew, gristle, synapse, skin, keratini write bad poetry.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
not inkwells and Hemingway, galaxy-cuttings and star-trimmings
or dream, Edgar Allen Poe, absinthe, reflections and sin.
You know a hundred words to describe every pockmark that dots
your face and the way your pens fit into arrow-quivers by that
ricketty old desk of yours but
Words will not
from your mother-of-pearl lips
Apply cleverly-done descending letters here
and sprinkle one jaunty hyphen across the page
because after all, punctuation is a hitchhiker
and you're speeding down the word count like a cargo truck
till you crash into an abrupt ending or more likely
a lack of poetic inspiration.
Today and yesterday and seven days before, you might have
prostituted your muses, a penny for your thoughts, looked with
cross-eyes at your empty lined pad of paper and then
wrote seven pages about a cloud you saw that eventually scattered
into dreamy folds and smoke.
The sky is blue.
The sky is big.
Apply 'the sky is
Importing Pelts into the UK and EuropeDear All.Importing Pelts into the UK and Europe2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
For a long time now, I have been observing how difficult it can be to get hold of fur in the UK, and in Europe, that is from outside the EU and that is taxidermy quality. Animals such as foxes and coyotes, which are not restricted, are amazingly difficult to obtain complete and mountable from places such as America. Beautiful garment quality furs are available, but there is a lack of fur traders in the UK, and to a lesser extent Europe, who deal with taxidermy quality pelts.
Because of this, I have been thinking about setting up a fur trading business whose main aim is import taxidermy quality pelts from the US and outside the EU, and then sell them on in the UK and EU. This would all be done legally, so the cost may be slightly higher, but there would be no risk of losing pelts, as all of the paperwork would be in place.
If I am successful the following is a list of species that I would like to regularly import and sell:
Wolf Canis Lupus (
The Scout and the Crab chp.7Chapter 7 - Broken Spirits.The Scout and the Crab chp.75 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was very early in the morning when the Spy awoke to a sudden jerk from the aquarium. He woke to find he was being moved out of the medical bay, he looked at the person doing it, it was the Scout.
"Where are you taking me?" He demanded.
"Outside," Scout answered. " You can be someone else's headache. Maybe to yer BLU buddies."
"Again?!" The Spycrab groaned. "You would leave me out there to fend for myself when I can't even walk straight?"
" You walked from 'da BLU base to RED pretty easily." point out Scout.
" It took me three days!"
" 'least you got yer exercise, you look like you could loose some weight."
"You broke my heart, Scout, you honestly have."
Nothing else was said till Scout reached the 2Fort battle field. Scout looked around enviously at the empty field, knowing he was still on suspension for attacking Sniper and making those around him believe he was crazy. The sky was a very pale blue and the sun was just past the horizo
LOS prologue - revisedLOS prologue - revised3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The young brunette lay quietly on the bed, her eyes closed, her breaths short and shallow. Holding her hand gently, the Demon next to her watched as her chest rose and fell, stroking her hair as she slept quietly in the failing evening light.
It had been only 14 short years since this small human girl found her way into his life, and even shorter still since she had found her way into his heart. She looked nearly the same as she did when he first found her crouched inside a partially burnt cupboard, sobbing quietly. She had the same long, wavy, walnut colored hair, the same green eyes, and the same fair skin. Only her skin was quite a bit paler now, as she clung to her last moments.
He pondered for a moment the briefness of mortal life, and how in an instant it could be cut even shorter than it already was. Even though he'd grown closer
No EscapeNo Escape3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tried pressing escape
Still Sitting here...
Misery's GardenMisery's Garden:Misery's Garden2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Through the cold ice we trekked, the Reaper and I.
His face an ever-shifting grin, oscillating between joy and malice...
With quick, light-footed steps, he lead me to a warm green meadow.
A small hut in the distance, a little garden beside.
Where a hunchbacked man, covered in boils and open wounds;
Bearing a crooked jaw and gnarled hands, tilled the earth.
"Egh yew ooh wha gu wan!"
I was so startled by the hunchback's sudden outburst,
That I jumped and gripped the Reaper's cloak in fright,
Yet as soon as he had seen me, the hunchback's eyes glazed over;
He appeared to forget about our presence...
I had to admit, I was very curious
And I wished to move in close so I could inspect him.
Reaching out with my hand to clasp his own;
I was assailed by horrid visions.
In one instance I was a collector of night soil,
Abuse hurled at me like stones and I the accepting target.
For to speak was to open this torn mouth of mine
And that would merely draw a mocki
Ghirahim x Link - Pt 13- Not The Same**Depending on how far you are in the game, this story may present itself with spoilers that will ultimately ruin the game for you...you've been warned my friends!!**Ghirahim x Link - Pt 13- Not The Same3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The warrior rubbed his palms against his worn out tunic, trying to rid himself of the sweat that stuck to his skin. His body shook with nerves wound up too tight, ready to spring at the faintest sign of trouble, the smallest ounce of a threat. The boy let out a shaky sigh and pressed one heated palm to the large iron-wrought door. All he needed to do was push it open, move it just a crack, and then he could free her....
He had finally done it, his journey was complete. Having gone to the far corners of the surface, Link had done all that was asked of him; he had tempered his sword until it was deadly perfection, unearthed the long forgotten "Song of the Hero" (it took him months of hard work, re-tracing his footsteps, and dedication to finally realize the incredible power of the lyre that Zelda had given him so lon
On PigsOn Pigs3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Let's make it clear: I have nothing against carnivory. I myself try to consume as many animals as possible.
It's just that I hate hypocrisy. Dogs and cats are exempt from being feasted up, because they somehow are intelligent, while a pig is worthy of eating.
Yet pigs are more intelligent than dogs and cats combined. Studies show that they are as smart as children. They most certainly are as smart as the average toothed cetacean, their marine relatives.
It's telling when history recognises this. Who is the symbol of mankind's dark intelligence, as seen in ambition and greed? The pig. Who has eyes that reminds us of black holes, concentrating the molecules to explode in primordial radiance? The pig. Who is the symbol of the Sun, of fertility, virility, Spring and fiery wrath? The boar. The wolf and the dog were always either cancer or servants. The dog is filthy, rolling in it's own shit, while the pig cleans itself. If pigs are dirty, is because they select their diet as to make their
My Thoughts on Kai and JrockMost fans, I think, would rather marry their bias and have their bias' baby. Me? I'd be pretty damn happy just to meet Kai, get a hug from him and have a picture taken with him. That'd be all I need to make my dreams come true. I know full well I can never have him. Meeting him is still my dream. I adore him so much. He is very under-appreciated imo but he deserves all the love he can get. I may call him mine or call him my husband/boyfriend but I know he's not. It's just for fun. That won't stop me from loving him and respecting him as much as I do. Kai will forever be, my ultimate, one true bias.My Thoughts on Kai and Jrock3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Anyone who doesn't know this, doesn't know me ;] Kai is my inspiration and he has helped me smile when I'd rather be crying my heart out. I'm very thankful to have someone like him to inspire me. He makes everything better when I look at his pictures, hear his voice, see & hear him laugh. Some people would call it an obsession and say it wasn't healthy to love someone so much when you can't
Things I Can No Longer Do in Dungeons and Dragons1) No using the flaming battle axe as an emergency skilletThings I Can No Longer Do in Dungeons and Dragons3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
2) No dual-wielding two-handed weapons, even if I figure out how to within the rules.
3) Hengeyokai are not for making catgirls and bunny girls.
-a. And I am not allowed to fill a mansion with either or both.
4) Not allowed to use Warforged as cannon fodder with the justification "We can rebuild him!"
5) Just because I can, doesn't mean I should take Arcane Admixture so many times that Magic Missile deals nearly every damage type possible
6) My Warlock can have an Infernal Pact. He cannot be Legion and speak in the third person collective.
-a. Nor can the Warforged.
7) My Warlock will not describe his pact as having made a demon/devil/evil star/fairy/vestige his bitch.
8) If we encounter a female fox hengeyokai with a high charisma, I will refer to her by name and not constantly call her the foxy lady.
9) Zeppelins do not exist in Forgotten Realms. I am not allowed to build one from canvas and fire elementals.
-a. And if I did,
Reasons (George Weasley x OC)Reasons (George Weasley x OC)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Review! Review! Review! Review! Review!
Frost blanketed a soft field of grass, where a simple stone stood vertically, an inscription craved into the face with information regarding the individual buried beneath. The man kneeling before the marker, with tears dampening his already rosy cheeks, wept for the loss of a beloved friend and brother.
A survivor who was daily reminded of his heart having been shredded by Bellatrix Lestrange, a woman who stole his prized companion by deathly force, with was later punished by his own mother. Though nothing, no amount of torment or punishments would ever reward him with his returned brother, for once death has taken a life, he never grants them back.
It took the brilliance of a Raven to guide a surrendering Lion of death to his future, a one graced by light and happiness.
"Nothing is truly dead unless we refuse to remember them," she had assured. "The Reaper may collect their bodies, but they
Pipit x Link, Just One Night, Part 1The moon was well into the sky when Pipit began to make his nightly rounds. He had overslept, again. The endless night watches were beginning to get to him, making him so tired that he had to fight to keep his eyes open as he hurriedly stumbled out of his home and made his way towards the Knight Academy.Pipit x Link, Just One Night, Part 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was cold out tonight; the air nipped at his skin, causing the hair on his arms and neck to rise. Pipit quickened his pace in hopes of getting his blood flowing. As he walked towards the wooden stairs that led to the Academy, Pipit couldn't help but form a frustrated scowl on his face. If his mother hadn't lost her job as the item check clerk at the local bazaar Pipit wouldn't have had to take up so many extra night shifts to keep both him and his mother barely above being broke. 'She can't help being such a messy person! She didn't mean to misplace all of her client's things!' a tiny voice whispered in Pipit's head as he reached into his pocket to grasp a tiny metal key. With numb f
My Testimony about JesusIt's the story many of us have probably heard before, the story of how God came down to Earth as a man, named Jesus, to save us from hell. "But why do we need saving in the first place" you may ask, the answer is sin. If a person has ever lied, stolen or used God's name as a curse word, they would be guilty of sin. Now there may be some people that believe that this isn't a big deal, that God may have not seen their sin. The problem is that He has seen your sin (because God sees everything), and that the punishment for sin is death, so ya it's a big deal.My Testimony about Jesus2 years ago in Letters More Like This
Depressed yet? Well you don't have to be, because this is where the Gospel (which means good news) comes in to play. Knowing that man couldn't do it alone, God sent his Son (Jesus) down to Earth to save us by taking our punishment for us. By suffering and dying on the cross, a death He didn't deserve, Jesus paid the price for our sin and we are forgiven of any crime we have committed. This is a gift from God that is available t