I have a cursed mouse.

Not like a taxidermied mouse, but a cursed computer mouse.

It looks and functions like a normal wireless mouse… Until you get to a page where there is horizontal scrolling capability. Instantly, the mouse will scroll the page all the way to the right. This is especially fun in spreadsheets. The mouse will do this even if it is turned off. The problem is really the wireless reciver, not the actually mouse, but it is still a fun cursed object that I hope to someday unleash on some unsuspecting sibling.

Probably my 2lb jar of mercury. Have fun disposing of that toxic waste!

Check the bottom of your desk if you like a good shag sitting by it.

An outlet with a timer set on it I would say. I have portable solar panels and grow ligts too.

Toss-up between the gen 1 computer heatsink and the Traveller in a jar.

While I will undoubtedly leave behind a lot of weird things, I don’t think anyone who knew me would be that shocked by anything I left behind.

This is why I’m making sure to destroy my PC. Closeted fetishes, Rule34 stuff, SecondLife sex imagery and things I’ve done with people on there .etc

Everything in my physical possessions would not give off anything, but anything found on my PC would.

Unfinished projects. It’s amazing how hard it can be for someone else to see the vision on something until it reaches a certain point.

Also my second knife I forged, the first one being a beautiful bowie that sold at a charity auction the second being a crusty shank with an unpolished metal tang loop around as the handle.

Everyone always laughs when I say “sure I have a knife” for something and break it out.

My Zip discs. Kids today barely recognise floppies; they’d be completely stumped with those fat floppies that don’t seem to fit anywhere.

I have a box of “crafting ingredients” in my closet. It is full of buttons, aluminum scales, wire, leather cord, thread, random electrical components, ect…

probably the zombie porn.

yeah… that or the Dino porn.

My smooth pocket stone.

I have a plushie Yoshi amiibo from Yoshi’s Woolly World, and I’ve stuck every whisker I’ve found from my cats into its head, so now it looks like one of those troll dolls.

Aside from adult items, it would be my collection of 400 keys all on a bunch of different connected key rings or maybe my rum bottle full of used needles.

A wicker elephant