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mskenway97 · 2 days

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I got the urge to write more drabbles, this time I have continued when orion shows d16 to the human:

D16 didn't understand why orion always disappeared when he least expected it, in fact it had surprised him that he had found an unknown ship, he was going to know more about the communication but it was cut off.

It was his problem, he said to himself, but he still went to look for him.

-Orion, what are you doing? We have already been told that this area is dangerous," said d16 as he saw that he was carrying something in his servos.

D16 stood with his optics wide open to see what that thing was.... It looked like a smaller cybertronian, no... it was different organically...

-In the name of Primus! What is that? - shouted D16 scaring that little thing that had covered what looked like its head.

- I found it in one of the crashed ships, there was never anything like it. It's like a version of us, it's like an alien," said Orion stroking the head of that being.

-You've gone crazy! It could be poisonous! - said D16 as orion handed it to him in his servos.

-It looks kind of hostile to you?" said Orion as D16 took a closer look.

Actually it didn't, D16 noticed its tremors and something in its eyes.... Maybe it felt threatened? No, it was scared... He lifted his digit to try to touch what seemed to be its face but it was resisting a lot. Until he had contact and moved the servo carefully, making the sensation calm the creature.

-Careful, it's delicate before it gave a squeak... when I lifted it off the ground," said Orion.

D16 had never held anything like this in his life, unlike metal it was a nice touch.

- We should leave it where it was," said D16.

Orion denied - its ship is destroyed... it's technology I don't know. But it looks like this little is trapped here," said Orion.

D16 looked again at that little being, being in this area he wouldn't survive.... In an unknown world, alone...

-We can take care of it... until we have more information about it. But don't let anyone else know," said D16 while Orion smiled.

-I knew you'd grow fond of it," Orion said as he looked down at the little boy who seemed to be calm in D16's servos.

Maybe having it among them wouldn't be so bad.

#sam writes #optimus prime #transformers #orion pax #transformers one #tf one #transformers x reader #transformers drabble #robot x human #maccadam #maccadams #first contact #first contact au #megatron #d 16

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oxymorayuri · 2 days

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❞𝐍𝐨 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬❝

Part five

If you haven't read the first part yet, you can find it here or the overview. ♡♡♡

✦ Pairing: Portgas D. Ace x Reader ✦ Warnings: language, angst ✦ Spoiler: none

A/N: This back and forth of feelings is screaming; Arctic Monkeys - Do I Wanna Know? sorry guys I'm totally on the Arctic Monkeys ride lol. Also their vibe somehow suits Ace.

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tagging: @lazyninjatheorist - @sassyyassi - @cottoncandyloverrrr

! ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ !

ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ

"All right you two, that sounds good. Y/n I'm firmly convinced that you'll come back with valuable information." The captain of the Whitebeard pirates leans back with a satisfied expression.

"But before you leave tomorrow, I have something special for you…" He waves a crew member over to you, who was standing at the side with a box in his hand. The young man in front of you opens the box and your eyes widen with a sparkle.

"These are small ear buds that you can use to communicate." Whitebeard says with a smile due to your childish reaction. Excited like a little girl, you examine your new technology.

That's so coooool!

"How did you get hold of them Father??!" You're surprised about the specific model. These aren't normal spy buds… These are long distance earbuds. No matter how far away you are from each other, you can keep in touch. It is also quite difficult to disrupt their connection... You are thrilled.

"Oh, that was easy. We just never needed it, until now." - "Hohoohoh that's so cool! Now I really feel like a spy!" You eagerly reach into the box. You put one bud in your ear and happily walk over to Ace to put the other one in his.

"Come on Ace, say something!" excitedly, you gently tap him on the shoulder. Ace blushes slightly as you get so close to him. He's a little uncomfortable in front of Whitebeard, and not just because he's giving you both a judgmental stare. Imagine how he would react if he knew what was going on between you two…

When you hear Ace's voice in that earbud, you have to pull yourself together not to squeal and fall into Whitebeard's arms instead.

"Thank you, Daddy!" You sit on his lap like a little girl while he pats your head with a warm grin.

Ace observes the close relationship between you and Whitebeard. He could swear you even look alike.

"Ace, listen to y/n… but in case something goes wrong, you're allowed to do whatever you think is right." - "You can count on me, pops!" He confidently points his thumb at his chest and you snort as you cross your arms in front of your chest. A little annoyed, you look up at your father.

"I don't need a guard!" You grimace in offense and Whitebeard bursts out laughing.

"I know you're strong…" His gaze softens and you let go a little. "I've often played with the idea of putting someone by your side. The fact that you've always traveled alone has never made me feel good, but I've never found the right one…" - "You softy…" You're bold but your cheeks turn pink.

You could never have dreamed that you would ever experience the love of a parent. Where would you be if not on the Moby Dick?

He ruffles your hair and you struggle a little weakly as you both share a laugh.

"So you're saying Ace is the right one for the job?" - "There is no doubt about that. I trust Ace and I would like you to do the same." - "Okay but only because it's you father…" You groan out a little defeated and jump off his lap.

Together, you and Ace walk back onto the deck and look at the island you've docked at.

"The show starts tomorrow morning Ace… Are you ready?" You rest your hands on the railing and look over at Ace, who is gazing into the sunset beside you. His eyes peer down at you from the corner of his eye.

"I was born ready." His confident grin looks promising. You're eager to see how he performs.

The next day arrives and you wake up before the alarm clock rings. Brushing your teeth in front of the mirror, you think about the fact that Doflamingo hopefully won't recognize you. Luckily for you, you wore a wig when you were undercover in Alabasta...

When you come out of the bathroom, you stop in your tracks because Marco is sitting in a chair in front of you. In your room.

"What are you doing here?" A little surprised at him, you sit down in front of your dressing table to get ready.

"Good morning to you too, little lass..." You raise your eyebrows and give a little snort. "Yeah yeah good morning, whatever…"

"I'm here to give you some advice." Marco starts talking without moving from his seat.

"Oh dear. Here we go again…" You say boredly as you put your hair up in a low bun. But Marco doesn't let it bother him and just keeps on talking.

"It's usually the case that when two people like each other, they end up together… Apparently you and Ace like each other soooo???" - "So what?" you turn around annoyed and raise your eyebrows. Marco groans out in a heavy voice.

"Are you two finally a couple and had a bit of a crisis or what's going on with you?" - "What makes you think we're a couple? We are definitely not together." You stop, caught off guard, as you pack your things.

"Well, the rest of us have eyes in our heads, you know… Additionally, Ace has been getting on my nerves with you since day one! Besides, you've more or less told me that you like him." Your ears perk up.

"Ah yeah? Ace has been getting on your nerves since day one?" a kind of evil smile settles on your lips.

"What did he wanted to know? What did he ask you?" You put your hands on your hips "Ah, so now you're getting curious?" Marco interlaces his fingers and you could swear you see amusement in his eyes.

"Yeah, what am I supposed to say now?" You roll your eyes. Marco already knows what's going on. Why is he bugging you like this?

"Of course I want to know what Ace asked…" You turn around. You don't want to show him the blush on your face.

"It's nice to know that the feelings aren't just one sided… you know…" - "Finally you spit it out… I thought I had to pull it out of your fucking nose…" Marco makes a relieved noise and you look at him with a disgusted expression.

"Eww that's gross." - "I mean that rhetorically, gosh."

You know exactly what he meant, but you stick your tongue out at him.

"Well, now that the cat's out of the bag, what do you want to tell me?"

You know Marco only means well, as always. Like when you once failed a mission and he gave you comfort or when you had an argument with Teach and he rushed to your aid. He's always been there for you, even when you were a newcomer to the pirate gang. He looked out for you like a brother.

"I'm pretty sure the feelings aren't one sided. Ace is crazy about you. At first I don't think he quite realized it himself, but he's come around to his feelings." He looks you up and down. "Not like someone certain in front of me…" You throw a shirt at him, which you were going to pack in your suitcase, and give him a death stare.

"You're annoying." Marco doesn't mind your attitude and starts talking again.

"You said you were the problem the other day?" You pause for a moment and sit down in another chair.

"Ace is great, but I've met some great men and where are they now? I just don't know if it's worth it…" A little ashamed, you look to the side and avoid eye contact. Marco is not exactly surprised. He was already expecting something like this.

He considers his next words carefully as he glances around your room. Whitebeard really means well with you, he thinks to himself. He gave you the biggest and 'nicest' room on the ship.

Nice is actually an understatement. A bed that looks as comfortable as it will be in reality. Bed sheets made of the finest cotton or most expensive silk.

One side of your room is completely covered with a beautiful and yet simple bookshelf and on one side is your desk and on the other side, opposite the desk, is a small sitting area.

Your dressing table was made especially for you by the same carpenter who made your weapons cabinet. You thought the details carved into the cabinet were so beautiful that you wanted the dressing table to be made by the same craftsman.

The cabinet was already in your room so you went to Whitebeard with your request and he immediately changed the destination of the Moby Dick and sailed to the craftsman's island.

The name would have been enough for you, but Whitebeard not only knows your worth, he loves you like his own flesh and blood. So he didn't hesitate and got you your dressing table straight away.

Marco seriously wonders what Whitebeard wouldn't do. He doubts that there is anything. Not even he himself has that luxury and he is the commander of the first division.

He even thinks that if Ace messes up with you, Whitebeard would kick him off the ship to make you happy again.

"You know y/n, sometimes you have to take the risk to know if it's worth it…" You groan and let your head fall back, running both hands over your face.

"Ace said something pretty similar to me." you grumble.

"You know what? I know you're right, but I haven't known Ace that long either... I need to trust him. You know, out there on my missions, I was always dealing with people who had stabbed you in the back. Maybe I'm a bit paranoid, but maybe that's not such a bad thing…"

You want to look strong in front of him. You get the feeling that he thinks you're scared. But you just know how men can be. You can get over the heartache, but not over the waste of time. Not about the fact that you trusted them with your heart and told them things you wouldn't have told anyone else.

Marco seems a little frustrated but knows that he can't push you any further.

"Just be aware that you might regret it." You snort a little scornfully at his words.

"Why." Your voice a little serious. What should YOU regret?

"I don't know…" He glances around at the ceiling and then looks directly into your eyes "Maybe Ace is getting involved in some flirting again. After all, he's not tied to anyone. Then what? Are you going to splash him with water again?" He grins at you with a knowing look.

You feel like you've been caught red-handed, but your grin widens.

"Oh, so you saw that?" You get up from your chair again as you need to pack a few more weapons.

"You're getting jealous y/n, so my advice is that if you can't admit your feelings, you shouldn't deepen them." That one hit home and you stop in your tracks.

He's right. You shouldn't intensify your feelings.

"You're going to be together for a while now so either you come back as a couple or I hope your feelings haven't grown. The last time you were completely alone, it was only half a night when something happened…" A little lost in thought, he spoke his last words and seemed to be thinking things over.

"What did you actually do that night after the pub? When Jozou and Whitey arrived drunkenly on the ship, they said that you two had left hours ago but you weren't on the ship when they arrived?" The heat went straight to your face as the images of that night came up and you stammered to yourself a little unsteadily.

"That's none of your business!" you yell at him as you put on a cute sun hat. Carrying two modest suitcases filled with weapons, equipment and clothing, you stride past him and head for your door. At the door, you gesture to the closed door and look at Marco expectantly.

"Would you be so kind as to open the door for me?"

Marco sighs a little but eventually gets up and holds the door open for you.

"Just promise to let me know if anything happens, okay?" He looks at you a little worriedly and it's hard to believe, but your facial features are softening.

"Yeah, sure."

Marco takes your suitcases from your hand and accompanies you to the deck of the Moby Dick.

It's a sunny and calm day, the breeze is light and you hold on to your hat so it doesn't fly off. There are already a few familiar faces on deck, just waiting to see you and Ace off. You are surprised that Ace is already there, he seems to be quite reliable after all.

Ace was still talking to a few of the other members and when he noticed you in the corner of his eye, he looked down at you in obvious surprise.

"You look so…" He stuttered a little when he saw you in your floral summer dress.

"…Unusual?" you finished his sentence. Your outfit is definitely very different from your actual style… You like to dress rather extravagantly, but today you're dressed like a fine little lady.

Ace still looks at you, somewhat enchanted.

"…No, no, no, rather cute." You raise your eyebrows with your mouth open as if you want to say something, but close your mouth again and walk past him without a word.

You say goodbye to your friends and walk over to Whitebeard, who is already waiting for you at the end to say goodbye.

Marco presses your suitcases into Ace's hands, who is still a little taken aback by the simple and sweet sight of you. You look like you're going on a beach vacation.

When Ace finally managed to say goodbye to everyone properly, he came sprinting up to you and Whitebeard.

"Okay you two! Are you ready to bring success to the Whitebeard pirates? Are you ready to be the key?" His eyes are on you. You are his key to success and it always feels good when he says this motivation speech.

Excited as if it's your first day at school, you nod at him. You always forget what a dangerous journey you are about to undertake because you are already looking forward to how proud your father will be when you return.

"Of course father!" He hums happily and offers you his hand to lift you into the small boat that will take you to the island.

Ace jumps into the boat and you don't miss his open shirt blowing in the wind.

"Hey Ace, I don't mind, but I think you should button up your shirt. Remember, we're simple people. Your muscles would just be a distraction…" You barely give him a glance as you check your make-up in a hand mirror, but the dark haired man is grinning up to both ears.

"Oh yeah, a distraction? To who?" He asks in a cheeky voice. You look up from your mirror with a raised eyebrow and he laughs teasingly at you while buttoning up his shirt.

You wave goodbye to the crew member who paddled you ashore and together you make your way to the small town.

Ace weighs the two suitcases in his hands and seems to be guessing.

"What have you all packed? The suitcases are damn heavy!" - "Just some things… Weapons, my equipment, which is important for missions like this, and of course my clothes." You're puzzled, as you'll probably be on a mission for a while, but you're not particularly surprised when you look at Ace, who only has a backpack on.

"Man, it feels like rocks."

Hope you liked it, see you <3

#one piece #ace x reader #portgas d ace x reader #portgas d ace #one shot ace #ace one piece #portgas ace x you #ace x you #short fic #one piece fanfiction #one piece fic

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aceghosts · 3 days

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Some random Rooney and Jack lore for the Jack Lives AU:

Rooney and Jack have always been close, even as young kids. They often hung out together along with their cousin, Danny. It wasn't uncommon to see the three causing trouble together as kids.

Rooney is very protective of Jack, and vice versa. Considering all the two have been through, it’s not surprising that both are fiercely protective of each other. (Although, Rooney can be a little too protective, especially when they try to shield Jack from things he should know about.)

Since this is an AU, Jack survives his wounds from the attack on their hometown. Rooney gives him first aid, and Jack holds on until the Nomads arrive and get him medical attention.

When the two leave the Nomads and settle in Northern California, Rooney encourages Jack to continue his education. Jack has always been fantastic with technology and machines, and Rooney doesn’t want to see his skills go to waste. Jack eventually becomes an engineer.

As a result, Jack feels an immense pressure to succeed. When he tells them to back off, Rooney is immediately apologetic, not wanting to make Jack feel that way. Rooney gets better about it, but it takes them a little bit.

Rooney often travels for their time in the Militia, which takes them away from Jack. The two end up communicating a lot over email.

When Rooney dies in 2071, Jack is utterly distraught. At first, he doesn’t believe it is real, but when a close friend confirms it, he breaks down.

Once Jack gets himself together, he thinks about what Rooney would do and knows Rooney would seek answers. He tries to get answers from the militia, but no one will say anything to him, only giving him the same nothing answer over and over. Jack is pissed when they won’t give him Rooney’s body.

Eventually, he finds out that Arasaka is involved, a piece of information handed to him by a close friend of Rooney's who feels bad for him. Once Jack hears this, he decides that he is going to join Arasaka to find out what they know. He knows Rooney would do the same in his position.

Meanwhile, Rooney is trying to get info on Jack and whether he is okay. When they become friends with Yorinobu, he keeps an eye out for Jack through his connections and passes information along to Rooney.

In 2074, after Rooney has returned to the Militia, Jack joins Arasaka in Night City. He still doesn’t know that Rooney is alive; Rooney isn’t allowed to contact him.

In 2075, Rooney finally gets back in contact with Jack when they leave the militia. They show up on his doorstep, worried for him. Both are ecstatic to see each other, but Jack has a lot of questions. Rooney won’t answer the questions and discourages Jack from trying to figure everything out. All Rooney will tell him is that it doesn’t matter. (They do slip up and mention Yorinobu once by their nickname for him, Yori. Jack does not put two and two together.)

Jack pretends to give up his investigation, but he still looks for Rooney's name in Arasaka files.

The two rebuild their relationship, becoming close again. For example, Rooney and Jack try to have a biweekly pizza and beer night to chill out and catch up if they haven’t been able to see each other. Rooney and Jack still hang out a lot together, and are constantly in communication over text.

When Yorinobu becomes CEO, Jack notices that Rooney seems more anxious than normal. Something is up, and Rooney won’t tell Jack anything.

When Jack finds out that Yori is Yorinobu, his mind is blown. Out of all the people he expected Rooney to become close with, it was definitely not Yorinobu.

Jack is definitely suspicious of Yorinobu at first. He thinks Yorinobu is using Rooney, but isn't sure for what ends. Eventually, Jack comes to realize that the two do care for each other and eases up a little on Yorinobu, becoming friends with him.

Some goofy/random headcanons:

Both Shepard siblings could fight God in a parking lot and win.

Jack is taller than Rooney. He's 6'4 and Rooney is 5'10.

Rooney and Jack give off totally different vibes. Jack is very laidback and sweet while Rooney radiates the aura of the most terrifying person you've ever met.

Neither Jack nor Rooney can drive. (Yorinobu learns this the hard way, having been a victim passenger of Rooney and Jack as drivers.)

Jack is the better cook, only because he doesn't attempt to drown most foods in hot sauce like Rooney.

Tagging a few people who might be interested in reading this (Hope it's okay that I'm tagging you guys!): @bbrocklesnar, @sergeiravenov, @marivenah, @alexxmason, @voidika

@strangefable, @onehornedbeast, @hookhearted

#cyberpunk 2077 #I won't let fear compromise who I am #commander rooney shepard #jack shepard #these two are very protective of each other #but also goof around a lot #anyway this is a little bit of a ramble #and poor Yorinobu lol having to experience them both as drivers lol 💀

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karriethemechtech · 2 days

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Cheetah CHT-1A

Mass: 30 tons Chassis: Earthwerks PXH IV Endo Steel Power Plant: Ceres Motors 240 XL Cruising Speed: 86.4 kph Maximum Speed: 172.8 kph Jump Jets: None Jump Capacity: 0 meters Armor: Hellespont Lite Armament: 1 Large Pulse Laser Manufacturer: Majesty Metals and Manufacturing Primary Factory: Unknown Communication System: Tek BattleCom Targeting & Tracking System: Tek Tru-Trak Introduction Year: 3146 Tech Rating/Availability: E/X-X-X-D Cost: 7,777,250 C-bills

Overview Proposed as part of Project: BIG CAT for the Magistracy of Canopus, the Cheetah was designed by Majesty Metals and Manufacturing in 3146 as a fast, durable, and modernized scout 'Mech.

Capabilities Though not in form, in function the Cheetah most closely resembles the Star League's venerable Hussar design. Featuring a similar armament of only a single large pulse laser, the Cheetah is lightly armed, though it makes up for it with a pair of 'Mech-scale claws. Powered by a Supercharged Ceres Motors 240 XL engine, the 'Mech is blisteringly fast, capable of running almost 173 kph in a sprint; combined with its 4.5 tons of Hellespont Lite Ferro Fibrous armor, the Cheetah is makes for a very survivable scout and forward operative.

Type: Cheetah Technology Base: Inner Sphere (Standard) Tonnage: 30 Battle Value: 735

Equipment Mass Internal Structure Endo Steel 1.5 Engine 240 XL 6 Walking MP: 8 Running MP: 12(16) Jumping MP: 0 Double Heat Sink 10 [20] 0 Gyro 3 Cockpit 3 Armor Factor (Light Ferro) 76 4.5 Internal Armor Structure Value Head 3 9 Center Torso 10 10 Center Torso (rear) 3 R/L Torso 7 10 R/L Torso (rear) 2 R/L Arm 5 6 R/L Leg 7 9

Right Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm Left Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm

Weapons and Ammo Location Critical Heat Tonnage Large Pulse Laser CT 2 10 7.0 Double Heat Sink RT 3 - 1.0 Claw LA 2 - 2.0 Supercharger LT 1 - 1.0 Claw RA 2 - 2.0

Features the following design quirks: Animalistic Appearance, Narrow/Low Profile

Behold! Canopus marches--this is one of the 'Mechs the MAF recently introduced. I've been told they sent a few over to join the operation; lights aren't really my thing but I'm still excited. It's a pretty solid machine!

I'll get you information on the rest of Project: BIG CAT as I can.

#battletech #mechwarrior

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science70 · 5 months

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Ben H. Bagdikian, The Information Machines (Harper & Row, 1971).

#technology #communications #book #Ben H. Bagdikian #The Information Machines #USA #1979

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honey-makes-mogai · 6 months

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[Image ID: A MOGAI flag with nine equal horizontal stripes. From top to bottom the colors in order are: dusky purple, dusky indigo, dusky cyan-blue, light gray-blue, white, light gray-blue, dusky cyan-blue, dusky indigo, dusky purple. /End ID]

Satraueno -

[PT: Satraueno -]

A gender related to falling asleep to long video essays, dreams of current or recent hyperfixations, the soft light of an idle screen, electronic buzzing, getting a good nights sleep, waking up well rested and content, a craving for information, and the comfort one feels while falling asleep!

This gender is only for neurodivergent individuals that experience hyperfixations. One is allowed to change "hyperfixations" to "interests" if they do not experience hyperfixations but would still like to use the gender.

Tagging: @radiomogai

[Banner ID: A pastel yellow banner with a sunflower on either side. In brown text with a white outline, it says "- Please let me know if this has been coined before! -" /End ID.]

[DNI transcript: "-DNI- Basic criteria, anti-mogai, proshippers, ableists, aphobes, racists, zoophiles, rpf shippers, fandom discourse, under 13, transid/transx". /End transcript.]

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techtimechronicles24 · 2 months

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🇯🇵🤝🇺🇲 Step back in time to 1994 and explore the fascinating world of handheld communication with the IR 7000 Communicator—a groundbreaking device jointly crafted by Casio and Sega and released in the United States!

📟 As one of the pioneering handheld gadgets of its time, the IR 7000 served as a personal digital assistant, revolutionizing how users connected and communicated with each other. With its innovative infra-red beam technology, aptly named the "Magic Beam", users could exchange messages and engage in interactive activities like never before.

🎮 Beyond its communication capabilities, the IR 7000 was a versatile companion, offering a plethora of features to cater to various needs. From text messaging to immersive gaming experiences like "Brain Drain", the device provided endless entertainment. Additionally, its ability to create custom contact pictures and safeguard personal information with password protection added a layer of personalization and security.

⚙️ Bearing resemblance to other Casio models like the JD-6000 and JD-6500, the IR 7000 inherited familiar design elements and functionalities. While each model had its unique features, the IR 7000 stood out with its battle mode, setting it apart as a versatile and engaging handheld device.

🌟 Today, the IR 7000 remains a cherished testament to the ingenuity and innovation of its time, paved the way for the handheld communication devices we rely on today.

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thirdity · 1 year

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All decisions concerning networks, screens, information or communication are serial in character, partial, fragmentary, fractal. A mere succession of partial decisions, a microscopic series of partial sequences and objectives, constitute as much the photographer's way of proceeding as that of Telecomputer Man in general, or even that called for by our own most trivial television viewing. All such behaviour is structured in quantum fashion, composed of haphazard sequences of discrete decisions. The fascination derives from the pull of the black box, the appeal of an uncertainty which puts paid to our freedom. Am I a man or a machine?

Jean Baudrillard, The Transparency of Evil: Essays on Extreme Phenomena

#technology #information #communication #media #machines #humanity #quotes #Baudrillard #Jean Baudrillard #The Transparency of Evil: Essays on Extreme Phenomena

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