Modeled after speed dating, tables were set up under the iconic blue whale, with one Museum scientist per table. Party-goers filled in the rest of the seats and learned about topics ranging from fossil sharks, to exploding stars, to salamander symbiosis. Conversation took place over tables crowded with pinned insects, crocodile eggs, and microscopes, until ding! A timer signaled the end of the five minute round, and everyone headed to the next table. Timed rounds lasted for an hour, and when the Speed Science ended, scientist and guests just kept on going!
Thanks to everyone who came to the event last night, we hope you learned some cool new stuff, and thanks to the wonderful Tumblr staff for collaborating with us on such a fun event!
“There’s this friendship game that’s popular among kids lately,” Tooru says.
“Not this again.”
Walking home together when they’re not on proper speaking terms is a slippery affair; one wrong word and years of pulling away in the nick of time would go to waste.
“Two friends turn their backs to each other and the first one moves away as many steps as they wish. Then, the first one has to stealthily walk back. The other has to turn around just as the first one has made the last step and is standing behind their back.”
“It’s said that if you fail to do this, or if your friend has to wait for more than four seconds, they will disappear forever.”
This isn’t what they should be talking about; this make-believe story Tooru has coined in his mind while he hummed by Hajime’s side. They should talk about how Hajime kissed him two days ago and how they’ve been running away from each other since.
“How eerie for a kid game.”
Tooru stops walking. Hajime feels the absence of his movement like a thorn in his side; unnatural, prickling. He ceases moving too.
“Let’s do it, Iwa-chan.”
“You’re not even listening to me,” Hajime groans, half turned to Tooru, half ready to break into sprint just to avoid this. Whatever this is.
In this light, Tooru’s face is smeared with tiny imperfections; a pimple on his chin, bags under his eyes, a cut in his lip where he bit too hard. He gives Hajime a determined look, the kind Hajime doesn’t mind putting his trust in on court. Hajime can’t refuse. This here is Tooru that only he knows.
“Consider this a chance to get rid of me for good.”
Am I the only one who thinks that people who ask about other people’s scars are extremely rude?
Like, not only is it none of their business, but they are also bringing attention to a flaw that someone might feel incredibly self conscious about. PLUS they could be bringing up bad memories of the event that the scar came from (whether it be an accident or a surgery or something else). Granted, I think that there are some people in the world who just don’t know better, or don’t consider it to be a big deal, but there are others who are just nosey assholes.
I bring this up because, as you might have guessed, I have a scar that people ask about all the damn time. However, I am the type of person who tries to turn lemons into lemonade when possible, so I have fun with it.
Nobody knows how I got my scar.Why? Because any time anyone asks, I tell them a different story. Even if it’s the same person asking on multiple different occasions, never the same story twice. I find that it’s a fun way to cope with the insecurities it makes me feel, get people to stop asking, and just mess with people’s heads in general.
And so, my fellow scarred warriors, I pass on a list of stories (ranging from somewhat believable to straight up ridiculous) that I have told in the past. They’re all short and blunt sweet and to the point. You are welcome to use them as you please, and you are encouraged to add some of your own to the post!
animatronic exploded in Disney World and you got hit by some of the shrapnel
trying to break up a knife fight
literally just laugh and keep laughing until it gets uncomfortable
battle scar (do not go into any further detail)
*look off into the distance* elves, man. Fuckin’ everywhere
pizza man rang the doorbell and you got too excited and ended up falling down the stairs
you were trying to cook but gordon ramsay kept fucking yelling
“haha you should see the other guy”
still trying to get the hang of your lightsaber
slippery floor in the saw blades section of home depot
starbucks is really great except for when you spill it all over yourself
it’s an unfortunate birthmark
doctor got his patients mixed up and almost amputated *insert limb here* on accident
one morning you just woke up and it was there
the remains of an allergic reaction you had to sunscreen
the reason that you will never touch a sewing machine again
accidentally got in the way of a game of darts
you briefly dabbled in the art of lion taming
you decided to tuck and roll out of a moving car just for the hell of it because yolo
things got a little too intense while you were playing wii tennis
“there are just certain things that amateurs shouldn’t do”
12 year old fangirls at concerts are the absolute worst
never play hungry hungry hippos ever
you worked as a stunt double for a few films but due to your contact, you can’t say which ones
rainbow road in mario kart really brings out the worst in people
you almost succeeded in building the world’s largest house of cards but…you’d just rather not talk about it
“scar? what scar? where exactly are you looking? seriously i don’t see anything, are you feeling okay?”
i am completely serious when i say that i will fight anyone who says that leo couldn’t have fit on that door
if you go to enough concerts, you’re bound to end up with a scar or two, amiright?