Tinnitus in one ear. Other than that, just a slight ticking sound from the CPU of the computer/memory working.
Other than that, only the odd mouse click and key press. Because this room is soundproofed* .
*(come on and stop by at Chateaux de la Lestat, because all is forgiven, I don't think you are a worthless empty guffbucket piece of trash after all, come by for a beer because I forgive you for formerly thinking your a cunt and a waste of a meat bag that could have gone to a diseased hobo desperate for an organ donation)
*I don't THINK he's a verminous ISIS-loving son of a thousand whores, equicuntescent to a kitten-skull-stamping ISIS-spawn-paedophile, I KNOW he is.
He can still come over for that beer though
*Que lestat meandering over to The Skunk-Works, and searching for..where is it...what flavour would MonkeyfuckistLA like for his pint....wmm....hmm....*chitterchitterchitterhmmuhhmmhmhmhhchitter* *ponders to himself*
Fuming H2SO4? nah, too passe'. Nitric acid? too useful. Arsenicals? boring, boring boring, the Borgias went there, did that, got the T-shirts of their former owners too probably. Ricin? sod that, not got any actually in the lab and wouldn't WANT it there either, too likely to backfire on me too even if I DID have it, want it or use it, and I Won't, Don't and aren't about to either, in that rough order or precedence.
Iodine? hm could be interesting to see how it works, add an antiemetic, something potent like ondansetron. Pros-novel, would be interesting to observe, acts corrosively so would be excruciatingly painful before MotherfuckerLoserAnuslicker eventually kicked the bucket full of shit that is his mother.
Cons-require a fair bit of it probably, would have to tie him up and beerbong him with a length of hosepipe and a funnel, then superglue a length of hosepipe from his anus up to his defacaetion-portal so if he starts to diarrhea blood then he will choke on his own bloody (thats the english vernacular 'bloody' as a general mild to moderate vulgarity of the emphatic kind) faecal-blood as in what used to be in his veins but entered his digestive tract as the iodine slurry beerbonged down his shit-portal corroded his oesophagus, started to burn his stomach and probably rupture it before, if sufficient were used, liquifying his lower innards (I.e on a level with the stomach roughly, enabling fuckweasel McTurdPox's (shocking waste of) internal organs to pour out into his decimated digestive tract and pour like a cholera-squirting from a diseased cherie bliar's arse ring to form a stream of digested blood and pus mixed with faeces, which owing to the arse to guffmonger's tradesman's entrance, would recirculate, until he eventually choked, allowing the same corrosive blood/shite/pus mixture to flood his lungs and suffocate whilst his lungs burnt to a corroded, faecally-stench-emitting slime, closely resembling the original meatbag inhabited by the former owner of said iodinated lung-slop.
Con-I2 is expensive, and heavy, so its very costly for its weight. Half a kilo does not actually look like much at all, similar to mercury in that respect, or tungsten, or iridium/osmium due to their density.
Con no'2 iodine is very useful in many many many MANY reactions and processes and in the creation of a legion of different highly useful reagents. A waste, a massive waste on a fucking worthless pus bucket full of worm-breeding putrid urine like MLAsswipe
A potent emetic in massive, massive dose, as a slow release esterified form, like apomorphine decanoate or pamoate ester as a depot injection, forcing himself to vomit himself dry until he vomits all his stomach acid and either suffocates as his airways and throat swell, or, like a cholera victim he dehydrates and is shat forth from this mortal coil as a dessicated husk, closely resembling one of those crumbly looking white dog-turds that you never seem to see anymore.
Pro-funny as shit, slow, and painful.
Con-I'd need morphine to make it, and to waste morphine making apomorphine and buying or worse still, spending the time and effort to prepare the reagents needed to synth the apomorphine long-acting ester would be a shocking waste of resources, effort and a lot of good nods. Like a fucking fanny, not a chance, not wasting it on an ambulant dogminge like arsefeatures up there.
Antimuscarinic toxicity could be funny, seeing how it drives people utterly psychotic. Got plenty scopolamine around the place, would be very slow, if it killed him directly through toxicity, faster, if the delirious psychosis, once I left him in the middle of a city center to either get curbstomped by someone angry at his fuckwit antics, or run over in traffic.
Cons? little that I can think of. Major pros? slow, and utterly utterly hilarious, with so SO many different potential ways for MLArselicker's waste of air to cease to be, depending on precisely what he DID when he was (more than usually) delusional and batshit.
Come on over for that beer MLAsshole, all is forgiven you bullying piece of worthless ISIS-sympathizer excrement riddled with maggots and dripping with pus from an infected sore. The beer is on the house
