#scentless apprentice

[rastronomicals]

4:50 AM EST December 6, 2023:

Nirvana - "Scentless Apprentice" From the album In Utero (September 13, 1993)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

#Nirvana #In Utero #Scentless Apprentice

[facebook-stabber]

why do I hear "kawaii" everytime he says "go away"💀💀💀💀

#nirvana #scentless apprentice #lmfaooo #help 💀 #Spotify #music

[chris-vibez]

#nirvana #kurt cobain #krist novoselic #dave grohl #pat smear #scentless apprentice #in utero #30th anniversary #music #footage #visual #grunge

[ninjajustice]

Watch "Bile - Scentless Apprentice [Nirvana Cover]" on YouTube

#Bile #Nirvana cover #Scentless Apprentice

[positivelybeastly]

So, Hank. Here's a brain-teaser for you.

If Wonder Man's ionic powers effectively mean he is self-sustaining and does not need to breathe, drink or even eat...

Does that mean Simon Williams is disqualified from the 'starving artist' moniker?

"Oh, very good. Very, very good."

He claps a little bit, a truly amused grin on his face.

"Not to kill the joke, but Simon actually does fairly well for himself, apart from that unfortunate business with Deadpool stealing all of his assets, of course. I've never truly known him to be broke. Well. Apart from . . . hmmm?"

"No. No, he's actually decently smart with money nowadays. He'd actually be quite a bit better off if he didn't funnel a good amount of his royalty checks and movie re-release income into Second Chances, his non-profit organisation."

Hank smiles proudly.

"Always helping people when he can, no matter how much it inconveniences him. That's Wondy."

#the-scentless-apprentice #thescentlessapprentice #verse: getting by

[ariose-ghoul]

i have a dog named nameless that has this funky spiral pattern and it has PPS and i think i accidentally made a Spiral avatar dog

#chicken smoothie #i have a collection of dogs that im specifically naming after nirvana songs #so i have nameless and their sibling endless #then i also have penny and royal #and just recently adopted polly‚ lithium‚ scentless‚ and apprentice #though i should have another collection named after arthuriana characters.. #like i have pets without a group they're just chilling because i don't have a good group for them #2 are named for the happy chrysler vine #3 are pizza dogs and are named after will wood songs #2 are those fox critters also named after ww songs (dr sunshine has peter pan syndrome as well) #and then theres mora #another fox critter that i adopted from the pound #also one of the vine ones is this nice lil rabbit and the other is a fuckifg dragon #then theres the campfire lads who are cats named after the ch&t album #theres 5 rn #the Ultra Sick Squad of Rodents (aka the ussr lmfao) of which i have 11 who are all named after will wood songs again #i have a naming scheme ok #the atheistic homies who are 7 deers also named after ww songs. neospace.gov and checkmate are friends :o) #soapbox is checkmates twin who does Not like their friendship for reasons ive yet to figure out #im waiting for the nirvana dogs to grow so i can make drama within their ranks

[bonefall]

I'd absolutely love to see a hearing disabilities herb guide!

I'm deaf in one ear, so now I'm curious if there are any cats in the rewrite like me? I imagine they might avoid Gatherings because HEARING IN CROWDS UGH.

I need to pick a bunch actually! At some point, I plan to just toss more sight, smell, and hearing disabilities onto the various cats. It should be SUPER common, actually.

Especially in RiverClan.

Like... when I get around to these, RiverClan is going to keep coming up as having a notably higher proportion of deafness and scentlessness. Rivers are filthy. Their ears and snouts are going to be dunked full of gunk ALL the time, they develop a ton of infections. I'm guesstimating that around 15% of RiverClan should have some degree of hearing and/or scent loss, especially as they get older.

Also; Clan cats should be protecting their noses like tools. The same way that you might get scolded for misusing gym equipment, mentors should be chiding their apprentices for doing things like;

Sticking their noses in mud or snow

Eating food that is too hot (damage to the Jacobson's organ)

Sniffing ripe puffballs or other spore-forming mushrooms

Hanging out in dusty dens or unclean, musty spaces (this one wouldn't actually do anything bad, just makes a good superstition.)

But anyway! That's SCENT loss, which should be a waaaaaay bigger disability for Clan cats, but in humans we just don't really take as seriously. In WC, blindness should not have the same weight and scentloss should be a lot heavier.

For hearing loss in one ear, so far, there's just Strikestone, who canonically can't hear out of one of his ears. I will be casually throwing this onto more cats.

#I am not physically hard of hearing as in; I have had my hearing checked and it is fine #But I have auditory processing disorder as a result of my adhd/autism #So BIIIIIG mood I fucking hate trying to listen in crowds!! #For a long time I thought I was hard of hearing in one ear (on the same side I also have vision loss) #Because as a kid I DID take a test that came up positive #But then when I retook it as an adult there was no loss. Never known why. #Also @ other comment on the other post; I also have very minor tinnitus #I'll make sure to mention it as a possible quirk of hearing loss as well #bone babble #disability #better bones au

[rastronomicals]

7:04 AM EDT October 8, 2023:

Nirvana - "Scentless Apprentice" From the album In Utero (September 13, 1993)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

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#Nirvana #In Utero #Scentless Apprentice

[haveyoulistenedtothisalbum-poll]

Tracklist:

Serve The Servants • Scentless Apprentice • Heart-Shaped Box • Rape Me • Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle • Dumb • Very Ape • Milk It • Pennyroyal Tea • Radio Friendly Unit Shifter • Tourette's • All Apologies

Spotify ♪ Youtube

#hyltta-polls #polls #artist: nirvana #language: english #decade: 1990s #Grunge #Noise Rock #Post-Hardcore

[fallen-starchild]

September 21st, 1993

Happy 30th anniversary to Nirvana’s third and last studio album, ‘In Utero.’

Tracks:

1. "Serve the Servants"

2. "Scentless Apprentice"

3. "Heart-Shaped Box"

4. "Rape Me"

5. "Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge on Seattle"

6. "Dumb"

7. "Very Ape"

8. "Milk It"

9. "Pennyroyal Tea"

10. "Radio Friendly Unit Shifter"

11. "Tourette's"

12. "All Apologies"

#Nirvana #in utero #kurt cobain #dave grohl #krist novoselic #seattle scene

[mewgami]

scentless apprentice

#star wars #swocs #star wars oc #gothic lolita #wa lolita #balosar

[s-wanps]

Scentless Apprentice.

ㅤ⠀

#by: pancake #messy moodboard #fairy grunge #edgy moodboard #grunge #lq moodboard #indie moodboard #messy icons #lq icons #grunge aesthetic #rv joy layouts #rv joy packs #rv joy icons #joy icons #rv joy moodboard #park sooyoung #sooyoung moodboard #sooyoung icons #fairycore #red velvet icons #red velvet #rv moodboard #rv sooyoung #irene icons #seulgi icons #yeri icons #carrd icons #kpop carrd #green moodboard #nirvana

[maiacide00]

𝔣𝔞𝔳𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣𝔣 𝔦𝔫 𝔲𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔬

┌── ⋆ ⋅ ⛧ ⋅ ⋆ ──┐

└── ⋆ ⋅ ⛧ ⋅ ⋆ ──┘

#tunes #fav #nirvana #in utero

[positivelybeastly]

Irredeemable Beast - Upon having your mind reset and returning to your long-thought lost grey form, you 'felt like all of yourself simultaneously'. Could you elaborate on that thought for me?

"Oh, I . . ."

He had thought that, hadn't he. Felt that.

"As you age, you find that you begin to lose track of exactly when you started changing from who you were into who you are now. It feels abrupt, and yet also completely seamless. You wake up one day, and who you were seven years ago feels like you now, only you know, objectively, that you've changed. Of course, I live the sort of life where moments, choices, experiences, can be pointed back to as the moment that changed you, but even then . . ."

He trailed off, jaw propped up on a grey hand, watching as Zeke made himself a sandwich in his small, grubby little kitchen, Dark Beast watching with a beady, jealous eye, only to start loudly complaining when Zeke made as if to start throwing breadcrumbs into his jar, as if he were a common goldfish.

"I've had four faces. Seven, if you want to be technical. Whenever I think of them, of myself, of those selves, I always feel as though they're different people. That I'm not really one person, I'm six, or seven, or more.

And now?

Now, I'm as unsure of myself as when I was seventeen, I'm as grey as I was when I was twenty, as aware that I never truly finished growing up as when I was twenty five, as morose and self-loathing as when I was thirty.

As unstable as when I was thirty four.

As violent, and cruel, underneath it all, as when I was thirty seven.

I'm thirty eight now. I think I've been too many people to be them all simultaneously. I've not liked the majority of the people I've been. And yet . . . all of myself, simultaneously. It worries me."

#the-scentless-apprentice #verse: the irredeemable beast #Oh hey! I think I recognise your username from AO3! Nice to see you!

[chimeclan-tales]

Tales of the Departed - IrisClan

Fogtail's Challenge

Why should you hold the power of the stars

If you cannot even feel their weight?

Ignoring the looks of his clanmates, the gray tabby brushed past the vines and rushed into the leader’s den. 

“Fogtail?” Weedstar whined. “You know I’m having my alone time…” 

“We need to talk.”

The brown tabby didn’t move from his nest.

“Not now.”

“Weedstar—“

“I said, not now!” The leader bristled, making his scrawny body bigger than it truly was. “Fogtail, you’re more than capable— Wait, what happened to you?”

His whiskers twitched in frustration with the blood trails in his den, but he inspected his brother’s wounds. There were claw marks along his back and his eye… was now gone. 

“The rogues ambushed us! Dappledsky is dead, and we couldn’t even bring her body back!” Fogtail growled, trying to keep his frustration from showing. “This is what I’ve been telling you. Why would they pass the opportunity to attack when our clan’s been dealing with the sickness!?”

Weedstar stayed silent for a moment.

“Well, they clearly breached our agreement,” He sighed. “For now, get yourself patched up and tell her family. I’ll think of a plan.”

“Foxdung, a plan!” Fogtail snapped. “Your solution is always talking and thinking, but you never do anything! Did talking fix the rogues? Did thinking fix the sickness?”

“There’s nothing wrong with peace talks. It’s not my fault that the rogues betrayed us!”

The leader stepped to the exit as he continued.

“And I’ve told everyone to stop catching prey near the river, yet they still end up eating something sick. Why do I have to make the solution to their mousebrained decisions?”

“You think an apprentice can see it?” Fogtail growled. “You think it’s their fault the poison is scentless?”

“Shouldn’t you think you can do something more, Weedstar?”

“Ugh, here we go again. Your apprentice is going to be fine!” He scoffed. “She’s young and she’ll survive. The only ones we’ve lost are old bags of bones. It’ll be fine—”

“You call cats losing their clanmates fine?” Fogtail stepped into Weedstar’s gaze, forcing him to look at his bloodied face. “You call this fine!?”

“Death and injuries are part of a warrior’s life. Stop acting immature and get over yourself.” 

Fogtail’s claws dug deeper into the ground.

“Why are you always—“

“I am the leader. You are the deputy,” Weedstar’s voice lost its smooth and carefree tinge. There was no longer any emotion left. “Now, go see the healer. Let Dappledsky’s family know she died nobly. And get those noon patrols—”

He staggered back, surprised by the blow Fogtail had delivered. 

Fogtail took a deep breath as the cheek of his brother started to bleed. He shouldn’t do this. He had to stay calm. He could stay calm, like all those years ago.

“You…” He shut his eyes. “You never knew what a warrior’s life’s like.”

Weedstar raised a brow as his brother stayed still, not taking the steps to the den’s exit.

“Fogtail,” He sighed. “I’ve been doing everything I can—”

A blur of gray and black crossed his vision. Weedstar found himself being dragged out the leader’s den, and he hit the hard ground below. Surprised gasps and yowls echoed throughout the camp.

“Weedstar,” Fogtail growled from the top of the clan’s hightree. “I’ve had enough of your bullshit!”

“Is Weedstar okay? Where’s Dappledsky?”

“What’s going on?”

“I’m caring for enough sick cats! Why’d you throw him off the tree!?”

The deputy disregarded their whispers and yowls. All he could see was how feeble Weedstar looked.

Was this worthless cat fitting to be called leader? Was this the cat IrisClan looked up to? 

The one mother oh so loved dearly?

“By my right under the skies of StarClan, and for the sake of our clan…”

“Is he…?”

“But Weedstar’s an alrigh—”

“Finally!”

“I challenge you for the leadership of IrisClan!”

The leader’s ears flattened. 

“You…! You can’t do this, Fogtail!” His meow was suddenly laced with fear. “You know I have seven lives—”

The gray tabby didn’t care as he jumped down, coming face to face with his brother. 

“Once the challenge has started, there’s no turning back,” Fogtail growled. “Fight me. Show me what warrior’s life you’ve lived. Show me what mother taught you!”

Weedstar gazed around the camp.

“Isn’t he gonna move?”

“No wonder the rogues attacked us…”

“…Fine! If you die, it’s not my fault. You’re bringing this upon yourself!”

He shook his pelt and leapt at Fogtail. The gray tabby dodged the blow. Ignoring the pain from his slashed shoulder, he pinned Weedstar down and ripped through his throat.

“That quickly..!”

“But he mentioned seven lives. Fogtail isn’t going to last…”

“Are Weedstar’s kits even old enough to be deputy?”

Coughing up the blood from his healed wound, the leader staggered up. His eyes narrowed.

The next lives were all a blur.

The second— Weedstar pinned Fogtail down. A moment of hesitation flashed in the tabby’s eyes. His deputy raked through his belly.

Third— The leader fought harder, giving Fogtail several scratches. He clamped his jaws around Weedstar’s throat.

Fourth— He didn’t let go, but the taste was overwhelming.

Fifth— The blood clung to his fur—

Sixth— Shaking paws—

Seventh—

The last. At last.

Weedstar’s body was covered in red.

The clearing was nearly red.

Utter silence filled the camp.

Everyone was afraid.

Fogtail was… 

Afraid.

Was this really what he wanted..?

If he really didn’t care for Weedstar, why did he spend all that time to help him? To cover for him?

Weedstar wasn’t all that bad. His brother had even made him deputy.

A decision made in rage.

But this time, one he couldn’t take back.

“StarClan has not intervened,” The healer, Rimethorn, snapped Fogtail out of his trance. He stood before the tom, herbs ready. “The moon remains uncovered, and to have had the strength to fight… It is undeniable that Fogtail is IrisClan’s new leader.”

With a nod, Fogtail allowed him to start wrapping his wounds.

“We can’t follow a murderer!”

“Young one, these challenges are nothing new to the history of IrisClan.”

“We needed a strong leader, anyway!”

“I haven’t heard of kin doing it before…”

“Given everything maybe they weren’t true fami—“

“Weedstar may be imperfect, but he treated me like a real brother,” Fogtail’s voice silenced them all. “I’m sure some of us do… care for him deeply. I do not expect you to forgive nor understand my choice. But I will let you know I have done this for the good of the clan.”

The only response from his clanmates was silence. If anyone still disagreed, they didn’t make any moves. Not yet.

“Rimethorn will need to focus on the sick. I will travel to the Moonstone with only… Dogweb and Moonfleck. Until my kin is of age, Gravelpelt will be the acting deputy.”

A spotted blue she-cat stepped forward. Gravelpelt’s expression was stern— even disapproving. But she was one of the few cats he could trust.

And he knew no cat held any malice or grudges against her.

Under the wary gaze of his clanmates, his group departed. 

“…Was it necessary to challenge Weedstar?” Moonfleck meowed softly. The sand-pelted tabby wasn’t afraid, but his green eyes showed concern. “To kill him?”

“…I don’t know.” Fogtail blinked. “I… I just… It’s…”

He stomped through the forest, trying to get rid of his guilt.

“Ugh! Weedstar’s always put so much work on me! Why should he have nine lives when I’m always putting myself on the line!?”

“I had to do it, Moonfleck,” He hissed. “I’ll prove to our clan why.”

“Some of them will put up a fight, Fogtail,” The senior warrior, Dogweb, meowed. “Are you prepared for that?”

“If that’s the cost to be leader, so be it,” Fogtail lashed his tail angrily. “Once we return, do not enter the camp. If I have received my lives, then I should fight.”

About Weedstar and Fogtail - COMING SOON

The Old Clans - COMING SOON

Tales of the Departed Directory

#clangen #clan generator #ancient-tales #clan gen #art #warrior cats #warriors oc #chimeclan #clan gen oc #my art #tw blood #tw death #tw violence #weedstar #fogtail #fogstar #dogweb #moonfleck #gravelpelt #skydapple #rimethorn

[bestgrungealbum]

And the Winner Is…

Nirvana - In Utero

“If Nevermind's polished sound was a glorious blaze in a candle factory,” writes Apple Music, “In Utero's [sound] was a grease fire on a blackened stove.” After Nevermind sent shockwaves across the music world, it was clear Nirvana had arrived at a crossroads. With all eyes now on them, the band turned to producer Steve Albini for their follow-up record. And the rest is history.

The album wastes no time acclimating listeners to its abrasive sound with the opener “Serve the Servants.” It’s on “Scentless Apprentice,” however, that the band kicks into full gear; the wall of noise engulfing everything except Cobain’s dry rasps punishing the ears in a sonic onslaught. “Heart-Shaped Box” mends together the group’s alternative sensibilities with the pop flair they displayed on Nevermind; the riff to “Rape Me” echoes that of “Teen Spirit” to the tune of Cobain’s potent lyricism lamenting his newfound high profile and the baggage that came with it.

The band takes a quick detour with the chamber pop cut “Dumb,” featuring a mellow, if abstract, introspection into what Cobain construes as blissful ignorance or just plain happiness. Just as quickly as it disappeared, the abrasion rears its ugly head on the groovy “Very Ape” and the simultaneously vulnerable and dominating “Milk It,” featuring solid drums from Dave Grohl.

“Pennyroyal Tea” conjures images of a “Leonard Cohen afterworld” and provides a peek into Cobain’s drab and dreary mind; “I’m so tired I can’t sleep,” he admits in an almost resigned manner. The closer, “All Apologies,” tugs at the heartstrings as what proved to be Nirvana’s swan song sees Cobain and company express a forlorn sense of self against the backdrop of arguably the rawest emotional performance Nirvana ever put to tape.

“In Utero is a lot of things — brilliant, corrosive, engaged and thoughtful, most of them all at once,” David Fricke wrote for Rolling Stone. “But more than anything, it’s a triumph of the will.”

Congratulations, In Utero!