Lazarus and Joannes Baptista Colloredo were famous conjoined twins who toured italy and europe during the 17th century, including attending the court of Charles I of England.
Lazarus was depicted as being very handsome and averse to unnecessary attention, covering his brother with a cloak when they were not exhibiting themselves. He is reported to have fathered a number of children in his lifetime. His brother, Joannes, however would hang limply from the front of Lazarus’s torso, he was unable to speak, and his eyes would be closed while his mouth would hang open. By modern standards Joannes he would be considered a parasitic twin.
Would "wholesome" happen to include more of Kyo and Koichi's relationship with immortal horrorterror Makkachin?
BOY OH BOY IF IT WASN’T BEFORE IT IS NOW.
As mentioned before, the Nikiforov family moves back to Japan before Koichi and Kyo are born. Yuuri’s parents are reaching that age where they really need the help at the Onsen, no matter how much or how little they say they want the help. Mari is there, but she’s only one person, and she’s not a spring chicken anymore either and Yuuri wants to give her a chance to, like, take it easy for awhile and maybe take a vacation every once in awhile, Mari, God you have more gray hair than Viktor.
So they’re thinking, this is good, we’ll move back to Japan with our three kids and we’ll coach and choreograph and help run the Onsen. Not a bad way to spend the literal DECADES of retirement that are stretching out before them.
Viktor gets a vasectomy, because as much as he’d like to have just one more baby, he knows that they, too, are getting older, maybe a little too old to have an infant again, or a toddler. They’re still recovering from Emma’s toddlerhood which was…a trip.
Viktor is still literally feeling the vasectomy pain when Makkachin starts doing that sentry-thing he does in front of Yuuri when he’s pregnant.
“No fucking way,” Yuuri hisses when he notices, and Viktor rushes to the store to get six different pregnancy tests.
Yuuri’s incredulity at finding out he’s pregnant at age 38 is only overshadowed by the incredulity at finding out he’s pregnant with twins at age 38.
“You had a VASECTOMY,” Yuuri shrieks, not for the first time–or even the ten or twentieth–into his pillow.
Of course, no Nikiforov in their right mind is going to pretend that they aren’t looking forward to a baby, least of all Makkachin, who takes an odd amount of pleasure in Viktor’s offspring for an ageless and unfathomably wise former harbinger of the Apocalypse.
Yuuri’s labor with Kyo and Koichi is difficult, and nobody who works at the hospital is quite sure why, during the whole twelve hours Yuuri labors, there’s a poodle hanging out outside the emergency room, staring with purposeful focus somewhere up towards the fifth floor? It never wants to come in and every time someone even thinks about trying to coax it inside with food or something, they suddenly find themselves overcome with distraction and wander away, only to come back to themselves twenty minutes later on the fourth floor of the parking garage with very little memory of how they got there.
(Viktor and Yuuri are later told that they’re very lucky both twins survived, because they shared both an amniotic sack and a placenta, and usually that’s a recipe for parasitic twins. Koichi and Kyo, later in life, will use this information to taunt one another.
“I always knew you were the parasitic twin,” Koichi hisses at Kyo when he shifts in the wrong way and tips them over during a lift.
“IF YOU WANTED TO KILL ME WHY DIDN’T YOU JUST EAT ME IN THE WOMB,” Kyo screams across the rink after Koichi drops him on a death spiral and sends him into the boards.)
The day Koichi and Kyo are brought home, Makkachin plants himself between their bassinets and glares warily at anyone whose last name is not Katsuki or Nikiforov. This is unfortunate, because dozens of guests ‘accidentally’ wander into the family-only area just to see the twins.
When the twins learn to walk, it’s Makkachin they hold onto. Yuuri drops one of his favorite ceramic bowls when he walks into the tatami room and finds both Kyo and Koichi toddling around the room with Makkachin patiently standing between them.
“They shouldn’t be walking yet,” Yuuri hisses to Viktor later that night. “They only just started pulling themselves up.”
“My babies are going to be such good skaters someday,” Viktor coos, craddling both twins in either arm. Behind him, Makkachin seems to wink. Yuuri is more or less used to this now.
Two-and-a-half year old Koichi decides that Makkachin can be ridden like a horse. Makkachin isn’t going to tell him otherwise.
The Nikiforovs sort of admit to the fact that Makkachin is some sort of immortal hellbeast when Viktor and Yuuri hit their eighties and Makkachin is still around. It’s okay, because two different generations have learned to walk holding onto his collar, and, mysteriously, when the Nikiforov children start arguing about who should take Makkachin when Yuuri and Viktor pass away (at the same time, on the same night, at ages 97 and 94) little brown poodle puppies start appearing in the neighborhood.
Horrorterror Makkachin isn’t going to lie; it’s hard to multiply yourself like that, but it helps when the souls you enrich yourself with are cooperative and are okay with you eating them since, y’know, you waited until they were old, and also you’ve sworn an eternity-long bloodpact to protect their family until the line dies out.
Koichi is the one who eventually takes Makkachin home with him, and sometimes Makkachin pokes his head in the bedroom door at night, like he remembers Viktor doing when he was a kid, and Koichi feels almost like it’s his Papa is there, somehow.
And Irina’s dog Cavalier sometimes acts just like Yuuri, fretting and gentle and very, very happy when he gets good food.
Mikhail’s dog Pooka is grumpy and temperamental, like Grandpa Yakov used to be, but also very loving if you just sit there and let him come to you.
Emma’s dog Biscuit reminds them just a little of Aunt Mari, the way she’s quiet and reserved. But she’ll always find you if you’re crying.
Kyo’s dog is somehow like both Grandma and Grandpa Katsuki. She’s happy but quiet, loyal and just a little goofy. Her name is Katsudon.
No1 Eyes -No trace of eyes or even sockets
Mouth -Long, thin, jutting teeth like an anglerfish -Circular ring of teeth or lamprey-like sucker
Body -Huge in proportion, either muscular hulk or fat and bloated
-Elongated, bony torso
No2 EYES -Protrusive lightbulb-shaped eyeballs
-re-roll, this is the actual number of eyes on head and/or body (1)
Mouth -Circular ring of teeth or lamprey-like sucker
Skin -Extremely taught against skeleton and/or organs
Skin coat -Twitching worm-like or root-like warts
-Transparent boils or blisters
Limb -Boneless and tentacle-like
-re-roll, this number is your total number of appendages (arms/legs in any mix. (8) Extremeties
-Boneless tendril-like digits
-Fetus-like parasite twin, may have own personality or be mutant’s true self
-re-roll, this is the actual number of eyes on head and/or body (10)
-Webbed, froglike or fused into one suction pad
no4 -eyes: Strange coloration and pupils, amphibian-like
-Mouth; Humongous overbite or underbite
-Head: Globular, lumpy asymmetrical shape
-Body; Asymmetrical, globular and lumpy
-skin texture; Gnarled and knotted like an old tree
-skin coat; Extra, external bones, face may be skull-like
-Extremeties; Thin and knobbly like bird talons
-Extra internal organs harmlessly dangling outside body
-Entire form a large, amorphous blob of meat and scattered human features
no5 -hunchback limbs:
Joined in a membranous webbing
Hello aunt scripty, this may be a really dumb question because it may or may not exist, but has there been a case of anyone that lived with two hearts? If so how do you think it would work? How would it work during CPR/etc? Would having two hearts hinder anyone? Would it pump too much blood because of two hearts!? (Doctor Who, amirite?) Haha... nope, jk, as much as I'm a fan, I'm just asking out of pure curiosity.
Okay, this ask is really, really cool. Thank you for this!
So there are two ways this comes into being.
One is a birth defect. The only report I was able to find of someone being born with two hearts is a guy by the name of George Lippert, who also had three legs. (The third leg had 6 toes, for a total of 16. The things I have learned for making this blog.) At autopsy it was discovered that he had two hearts as well, which…. Sure! That said, this was all in the 19th and very early 20th centuries, so we have no idea if a) it was true or one final prank/an attempt to make some cash by his family or doctors; b) the second heart worked or, like the third leg, if it was just…. there and useless. It was never studied or even discovered in vivo, so we don’t know how it worked.
It’s likely that he basically absorbed his twin in the womb but was left with some, well, leftovers. This is called a parasitic twin.
The other thing I’ve heard of regarding a human with two hearts is… adding a second heart.
There are two types of transplants: orthotopic transplants, in which an organ is straight-up removed and replaced, and a heterotropic transplant, in which a weak-but-still-functioning organ is augmented by adding in an extra. Sometimes this is done with kidneys, but occasionally, we graft a second heart into a human and send them back into the wild.
So there was a phenomenal case of a guy showing up to an Italian ER in cardiogenic shock from his two hearts having conflicting rhythm. He coded, got zapped, got a new pacemaker, and left the hospital. Dude was apparently 71, which is kind of badass: 71, two hearts, and death can’t touch him. This guy is clearly an action hero in the making.
Sometimes, the person recovers enough not to need their second heart anymore.
Hannah Clark is a teenager in South Wales who had serious cardiac complications when she was just a baby, had a second heart grafted in, and then had it removed when she was 16. She was suffering immune complications from the grafted tissue, and her native heart had had the time to grow strong enough to carry her itself. She’s the first person in the UK to have a transplant reversed.
In the heterotropic grafts, it seems like what happens is that the transplanted heart’s rhythm is basically paired to the native heart’s, so that one almost paces the other.
As for CPR, it’s unaffected by the number of hearts. Like our Italian man, your character might run into trouble if the two hearts beat at different rates.
This is an area of fiction where you can kind of make up what you want, because the two hearts idea functionally breaks the Rule of Reality. Just remember that if they were born with two hearts, they have to work together long enough and well enough to get that character out of the womb and into the world and raised to (whatever age they’re at), so however the system works at baseline, it has to work (at least until it goes wrong).
Today’s Mabs Drawlloween Club was Creepy Twins. I went with Edward Mordrake, king of the parasitic twins. According to legend, Edward Mordrake lived in the 19th century and had a smaller, second face on the back of his head. It was said to smile when Edward cried, and sneer when he was happy. Edward said that at night, the second face would whisper awful things to him… Luckily, this one just sings show tunes! ✖ In the shop on Saturday, if you want something like that!
Gridding Las Vegas with orgonite has proven to be an even larger job than we thought. Portland, Oregon has now been dethroned as the city with the most cell towers we’ve ever seen. It just did not let up here for a second. We were constantly pulling over and making u-turns to bust towers. The land is already scorched and destroyed beyond belief, and the amount of towers ensures that it stays that way, until now.
This was our first step into the territory and today we conservatively busted 150 cell towers. The energetic impact could be felt more than seen at first. The skies were transmuting from the time we awoke even before we distributed anything. But as we went, the oppressive atmosphere actually lightened up. How do we know it’s working energetically? We feel better. It’s not something that can always be measured. If we can’t trust our own bodies and minds, who can we trust? Those who are not attuned to their own body’s energy, often are upset by the idea that orgone energy cannot be measured with an instrument. If you live without wireless technology and have a lot of orgonite around you, you’ll quickly gain the ability to feel what we feel every day.
The work was enough to attract four black helicopters, which were flying together in a large circle near where we were working in the late afternoon. It was slightly unnerving, but there wasn’t anything they could do except psych us out. At the end of the daylight, we completed our mission of gifting and blessing the Vanguard on Fremont Street, where Luis Campos was killed with one punch, completely unprovoked, by a mind controlled psychopath back in April. He was the husband of a friend we’ve known for years, who is left a widow with their two little children. When we arrived at the Vanguard, we saw several building top cell tower arrays beaming right at it. Immediately after the gifting, the black helicopters were back, and this time they flew one after another over us. At this point, it was getting dark and we were glad to call it a day.
The energy in Las Vegas is absolutely unbearable. I don’t know how human beings live here. It is pure death. The fact that anyone survives here is testament to the strength of the human organism. I feel that the nuclear blasts at the Nevada test site just decades ago have left their mark on this place, and with scorching temperatures that don’t even cool off at night, there is definitely a lot of healing that will need to be done in this wasteland. It remains a mystery how anyone can partake of entertainment and material delights here when the very environment around them is deteriorating beyond recognition. This was once a green land, with trees larger than we can imagine. One day it will be green again, and the parasites will no longer be able to harvest the negative energy of oppressed human beings.
The day ended as it always does, with spiraling vortexes of orgone energy, pristine, unpolluted skies, and pure white orgonite clouds. If this can happen in Las Vegas, then the entire Earth can be restored.
Deep deep in Sornerith’s (Or whatever, they don’t really spell it out anywhere, I got tired of looking) crust laid a new threat to dragonkind. Feeding off of solely sodium and hatred, an abandoned egg nursed in the heart of the world. Years passed, and tremors chipped away at the thick eggshell.
Negative energy from all over nourished the youngling, causing it to grow stronger. This was no normal egg; it was twins. The two twins, early in development, but wise beyond their years, began arguing back and forth. Despite sharing the same mindspace, they shared wildly different views.
And then something went awry….The two twins fused, causing the brain to be very unstable. The first twin became parasitic, but sentient, it’s head formed to look eternally whiny.
This twin was thus named: Petty Bitch.
Every few weeks, a new pulsed of unanimous anger fueled the new hatchling, causing it to grow much bigger.
Mages all over had sensed the magical anomaly, and would bind together with positive energy to slow the beast’s growth.
This was not enough, as the twins continued to grow, far past any incubation period.
And then it happened.
The mages failed to keep positiveness in their world, and banished all those who were causing drama.
Little did the mages know that this would give birth to the twelfth deity…
The Salty Few gathered together, forming a community of complaining and yelling.
Finally, this awakened the twins, now formed as one entity. It cracked its eggshell and burst through the world’s surface.
JADED BY MANY YEARS OF DRAMA AND HATRED…THE BEING WAS BROUGHT INTO THE EARTH, CREATING….SALT FLIGHT.
Fun Fact: I drew the first 98% of this picture flipped the other direction, but for some reason I like it better this way? Which is weird, because up until now every time I’ve ever seen my art flipped horizontally its looked terrible, lol.
Edward Mordrake is a character of urban legend, who was according to the legend born in the 19th century and was heir to an English peerage, and who had an extra face on the back of his head. The duplicate face could not see or eat or speak out loud but was said to “sneer while Mordrake was happy” and “smile while Mordrake was weeping”. Mordrake repeatedly begged doctors to have his “demon face” removed, claiming that it whispered things that “one would only speak about in hell” at night, but no doctor would attempt it. Mordrake died according to the legend by committing suicide at the age of 23.
Earliest reference: The first known description of Edward Mordrake is found in an 1895 Boston Post article authored by fiction writer Charles Lotin Hildreth. The article describes a number of cases of what Hildreth refers to as “human freaks”, including a woman who had the tail of a fish, a man with the body of a spider, a man who was half-crab, and Edward Mordrake. Hildreth claimed to have found these cases described in old reports of the “Royal Scientific Society”. It is unclear whether a society with this name even actually existed. Hildreth’s article, which also contained other fictional creatures such as the “Fishwomen of Lincoln” and the “Half-human half-crab”, was not factual and was probably published by the newspaper as fact simply to increase reader interest.
In Anomalies and Curiosities of Medicine: The 1896 medical encyclopedia Anomalies and Curiosities of Medicine, co-authored by Dr. George M. Gould and Dr. Walter L. Pyle, included an account of Mordrake. The account was copied directly from Hildreth’s article. However, it was credited only to “lay source”. The encyclopedia describes the basic morphology of Mordrake’s condition, but it provides no medical diagnosis for the rare deformity. Such a birth defect might have been a form of craniopagus parasiticus (a parasitic twin head with an undeveloped body), a form of diprosopus (bifurcated craniofacial duplication), or an extreme form of parasitic twin (an unequal conjoined twin).
As told in Anomalies and Curiosities of Medicine:
“One of the weirdest as well as most melancholy stories of human deformity is that of Edward Mordrake, said to have been heir to one of the noblest peerages in England. He never claimed the title, however, and committed suicide in his twenty-third year. He lived in complete seclusion, refusing the visits even of the members of his own family. He was a young man of fine attainments, a profound scholar, and musician of rare ability. His figure was remarkable for its grace, and his face - that is to say, his natural face - was that of an Antinous. But upon the back of his head was another face, that of a man. Some versions say that his ‘demon twin’ was female, but that is impossible as all parasitic twins are of the same sex. The ugly twin, 'occupying only a small portion of the posterior part of the skull, yet exhibiting every sign of intelligence, of a malignant sort, however’, would be seen to smile and sneer while Mordrake was weeping. The eyes would follow the movements of the spectator, and the lips ‘would gibber without ceasing’. No voice was audible, but Mordrake avers that he was kept from his rest at night by the hateful whispers of his 'devil twin’, as he called it, 'which never sleeps, but talks to me forever of such things as they only speak of in Hell. No imagination can conceive the dreadful temptations it sets before me. For some unforgiven wickedness of my forefathers I am knit to this fiend - for a fiend it surely is. I beg and beseech you to crush it out of human semblance, even if I die for it.’ Such were the words of the hapless Mordrake to Manvers and Treadwell, his physicians. In spite of careful watching, he managed to procure poison, whereof he died, leaving a letter requesting that the 'demon face’ might be destroyed before his burial, 'lest it continues its dreadful whisperings in my grave.’ At his own request, he was interred in a waste place, without stone or legend to mark his grave."
In popular culture: Mordrake has been the subject of various texts, plays, and songs:
Mordrake is featured as the "2 Very Special Cases” on a list of “10 People With Extra Limbs or Digits” in the 1976 edition of The Book of Lists.
Tom Waits wrote a song about Mordrake titled “Poor Edward” for his album Alice (2002).
In 2001, Spanish writer Irene Gracia published Mordake o la condicion infame, a novel based on Mordrake’s story.
A US thriller film named Edward Mordrake, and based on the story, is reportedly in development.
An intended release date has not been provided.
Three episodes in the FX anthology series American Horror Story: Freak Show, “Edward Mordrake, Pt. 1” “Edward Mordrake, Pt. 2”, and “Curtain Call”, feature the character Edward Mordrake, played by Wes Bentley.
A short film based on the story of Mordrake entitled Edward the Damned was released in 2016
“The Two-faced Outcast” - another novel about Edward Mordrake, originally written in Russian in 2012-2014 and published in 2017 by Helga Royston.
Lazarus and Joannes Baptista Colloredo were conjoined twins in a unique situation. While Lazarus was fully functioning, his twin Joannes was parasitic, living on the side of Lazarus but without true consciousness. When touched, he would move and show basic reactions, but nothing more. The twins were a popular attraction in Italy in the late 17th century
do you have a masterpost of all link for shameless us (like the one for shameless uk) i cant find anywhere to watch it and my parents will know if i use netflix
Season 1 1x01: “Pilot” - (x) 1x02: “Frank The Plank” - (x) 1x03: “Aunt Ginger” - (x) 1x04: “Casey Casden” - (x) 1x05: “Three Boys” - (x) 1x06: “Killer Carl” - (x) 1x07: “Frank Gallagher: Loving Husband, Devoted Father” - (x) 1x08: “It’s Time To Kill The Turtle” - (x) 1x09: “But At Last Came A Knock” - (x) 1x10: “Nana Gallagher Had An Affair” - (x) 1x11: “Daddyz Girl” - (x) 1x12: “Father Frank, Full Of Grace” - (x)
Season 2 2x01: “Summertime” - (x) 2x02: “Summer Loving” - (x) 2x03: “I’ll Light A Candle For You Every Day” - (x) 2x04: “A Beautiful Mess” - (x) 2x05: “Father’s Day” - (x) 2x06: “Can I Have A Mother” - (x) 2x07: “A Bottle Of Jean Nate” - (x) 2x08: “Parenthood” - (x) 2x09: “Hurricane Monica” - (x) 2x10: “A Great Cause” - (x) 2x11: “Just Like The Pilgrims Intended” - (x) 2x12: “Fiona Interrupted” - (x)
Season 3 3x01: “El Gran Cañon” - (x) 3x02: “The American Dream” - (x) 3x03: “May I Trim Your Hedges?” - (x) 3x04: “The Helpful Gallaghers” - (x) 3x05: “The Sins Of My Caretaker” - (x) 3x06: “Cascading Failures” - (x) 3x07: “A Long Way From Home” - (x) 3x08: “Where There’s A Will” - (x) 3x09: “Frank The Plumber” - (x) 3x10: “Civil Wrongs” - (x) 3x11: “Order Room Service” - (x) 3x12: “Survival Of The Fittest” - (x)
Season 4 4x01: “Simple Pleasures” - (x) 4x02: “My Oldest Daughter” - (x) 4x03: “Like Father, Like Daughter” - (x) 4x04: “Strangers On A Train” - (x) 4x05: “There’s The Rub” - (x) 4x06: “Iron City” - (x) 4x07: “A Jailbird, Invalid, Martyr, Cutter, Retard, And Parasitic Twin” - (x) 4x08: “Hope Springs Paternal” - (x) 4x09: “The Legend Of Bonnie And Carl” - (x) 4x10: “Liver, I Hardly Know Her” - (x) 4x11: “Emily” - (x) 4x12: “Lazarus” - (x)
Lip is faced with being the Gallagher’s guardian when Fiona is released from jail and ordered by the court to remain inside the house, and Frank continues to be out of commission due to his illness. Fortunately, he gets some unexpected assistance from Amanda, his roommate’s girlfriend.