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talos-stims · 6 months
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nagant gas-seal revolver M1895 | source
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wildbeautifuldamned · 20 days
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Schoenhut Circus Clown and Friend ebay 5ftcanna
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newturnautomation · 9 months
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Guess who has a mechanical pencil again :3
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viviskull · 1 year
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@cflight​ : x
“No!” With a frustrated grunt, Ekira drops the wiring back onto the metal table, tears beginning to prick at the corner of their eyes. They hated this, they hated how easily they’d been accustomed to just giving up— but they’d been trying to get this right for what seemed like hours; only for a metal plate to keep snapping, or tangle a wire further.
Trying to bite back the growing lump in their throat, Ekira sniffled, the protective eye gear becoming crooked as they clumsily wiped their eyes. “I give up. I… I don’t want t’do this any more.”
He instinctively retracts his palm the second he hears the snap of the wires and pillars fall to his workbench with a harsh clank.  A tangled mess of wires, looking more like a nest that was struggling to break free from its metal shell of a broken headlight, was often usually an easy fix.  The mechanic furrows his thick brows at that instant.  Arthur’s done it before with his uncle just fine, but why wasn’t it still not clicking for the other?  Was he not extremely thorough with his explanation?  Were the paper instructions he wrote down too chicken scratched for them to understand?  Maybe it was because he kinda jumped straight into lesson five of his old car manual instead of giving Ekira a natural rundown of the basics?
It.. could’ve been the last option, maybe or maybe not.  He got all excited to help teach the other about his one main special interest, that.. Well, he wasn’t used to the fact that they actually showed interest in him or his hobbies at this point.  Perhaps he should’ve remembered that they were working with three fingers, and well.. He had the advantage over four.
He didn’t think he’d actually ruin the one opportunity at being some sort of mentor for the guy.  They rarely ever get the chance to bond like this, usually.  Oh goodness, why was it him that always got cursed with such bad luck?
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Mentally drawing back, his shoulders droop down a little in defeat at the cries of his companion.  He leans back, with one metal hand resting upon a leg and the other fleshy one awkwardly scratching at the back of neck.  His old spinny chair painfully squeaks as he tries to reel back his prior excitement.  “Uhh..”  Arthur stammers out.  “.. W-Weeee can take a five minute break if you want, Ekira.  I can have Galaham ring us up for some pizza in a bit.”  In that moment, he generally tries to offer a sympathetic smile; even if it came more forced and stiff, given he wasn’t normally used to comforting folks like this.
“You have been trying to get that old headlight to work for ages, anyways..”  He quietly adds.  “.. Maybe we can try to work on something more easier.  I know I have a ton of other things in this broken garage that could probably need some good updating?”
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aokozaki · 11 months
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Huge Persona 5 fan excited to never have to play a different type of game ever again.
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Like, I get it, they're talking about QoL features, fine, whatever, P5 has a lot of enjoyable QoL. But specifically they've talked about removing tiredness/fatigue from the game.
Persona 3 Portable already solved this. You can grind as long as you want in that game and your condition will only go down once you leave Tartarus.
God forbid a game have an identity informed via unique mechaics. God forbid a tiredness mechanic be brought back during the ending sequence to devastating new effect, even.
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awkwardoutsidely · 2 months
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Glass Smile
Here just a little sample of my writing before, I put out my writing commissions on here, I hope you enjoy this radio Apple.📻🍎
Quack !
Lucifer stared mutely at the red lake that sat in the middle of the park that was in pentagram city , He numbly tossed out seeds into the still water,  landing with a deliciate plunk. Seconds passed before they're was a feeding frenzy of beaks and teeth, gnashing to get to the offering before them.
Lucifer momentarily smiled fondly at the murderous creature, even the ducks, down in the pits of hell could always put a smile on his face, if it was just a moment. 
"What a quaint moment! Royalty coming among the masses!"
Lucifer smile dropped almost instantly,  at the sound of the radio laugh track the pierced the quiet afternoon, he face quickly turned into a grimace.
It was his fault after all he did ask the demon here.
"Your're late.." He said, not responding to the quip, instead reaching into the bag of seeds and throwing another handful into the gaggle,of feather and quacks. 
"Now now your're watch must be wrong your majesty,  I'm never late. " He said with the widening of his sharp tooth smile, he chuckled again at the expression of the shorter face, before adjusting the moncole over his eye, " Beside you seem rather content on you own  who am I to distrub you hmm?"
"Cut the shit."  Lucifer said turning his back on the ducks, that continuned their frenzy with fevor. "Why does everything have to be so goddamn funny to you all the time, with the damn smile! "  He snapped baring his own sharped teeth,eyes flashing red for moment, before the flame quickly fizzling out as soon as it started, he grimaced an turned his back on the demon, "...Forget it, I called you here for a reason."  He rest his elbows on the railing over the lake.
The smile was still plastered on the radio demon face, but his eye did twitch ever so slightly at the uncommon display of anger from the King, but a split second later his head titled in a curious manner. He walked towards the small space between him and the railing, still leaving a modicum of room between himself and the blistering king. He tapped his claws rthymnically on the metal bar, causing Lucifers eye to twitch, not so subtly.
"Down to bussiness." He said between taps, " Why this little chin wag, hmm?" His eye flitted around his surroundings, landing on the pond in front of the them, "Beside the breathtaking veiw, very much much to die for?  " He said lazily smile in the kings direction.
Lucifer wasn't looking at him, he mechaically throughing small hand full of seeds into the rippling pool below him, watching the ducks quack and squawk to get their fill, his lip twitched, before exhaling, the breath he didn't know he held. 
" I like it hear, one of the only places in hell that could be called peaceful." He avoided the question given to him by the other demon, to annoy him?  Maybe. To avoid the little despairing thought in the back of his head? Definitely.
The Radio Demon seemed to exhale as well, through his yellowed jagged smile, but he didn't seem any less perturbed on the outside, nor did he verbally adknowledge the others statement, letting the King of Hell stew in his silences.
Oh and how did Lucifer hated silence.
He bite his lower lip, as the silences torn on between, the other even refrained from tapping his claws against the railing, the ducks quacks seemed far in the distance as well. 
Oh fuck it.
"Here--!!" Lucifer haphazardly shoved another bag of duck feed into Alastor's hand, earning a fleeting moment of surprised in the demons, face his ears, twitching at the close proxismity of the others hand, before looking down at the bugling bag of feed in his unexpectant hand.
The sound of the record scratch was definitely satisfitying to Lucifer seeing it was one of the only indentcations that Alastor was annoyed.
"What do you you expect me to do with this?"
He made eye contact with the other for the first time since his out bursted. He scoffed,  "Well, I thought it was pretty self explaintory, you take out of little bit." He mimic the gestures, spoke as if he was talking to a child, "And through in the pond for the ducks."
Now it was Alastor's turn to bristle at the condesdion tone of the other, he made no move to acutally copy the King, just holding the bag like it was a dead piece of vermin, "Yes yes.." He played a half hearted laugh track,  " Why do you want me  to feed the ducks,  would have been a more pointed question, your Majesty." 
"Uh....." He cleched his jaw,  and looked away again a blush blooming on his alabastor cheeks, "Uhm...Idon'tknow...." He mumbled the ladder half of the sentence.
"Pardon?"
Lucifer growled,  and then  exhaled, "I SAID...because it's fun..!"
Alastor acutally genuinely laugh at that, the tinny noise was much more pleasant then the laugh that always accompanied him,  " Did you ask me hear to feed the ducks with you?" He said between breathless giggles, putting his gloved hand to his chest.
Lucifer pouted turined back to the splashing birds, "Yeah what if I did!?" He retorted red face.
Alastor was about to responded with another mocking remark before, looking over at the royal, he rouged cheeks even more prominent with the flush that had came over his pale face,  blonde hair unkempt and facing over his forehead.
He pursed his lips slightly his every present grin twitching, along with one of his ears, Curious. Perhaps he poke fun at him another time, it didn't have anything to do with his oddly endearing fluster.
Alastor looked down at the bag of feed that remained in his hand, some had spilt out, from his laughing feet but it remained mostly whole and heartly.  Hmm..
He reached in the bag taking a healthly pinch, before lazily through it in the direction of the gaggle of ducks, they reacted instantly, teeth gnashing at each other and the food to get the better morsel. 
Alastor chuckled adjusting his monocle, " Why my, my, such ravenous fellow!"  The bespoken laugh track returning before looking toewards Lucifer once surprised at what he wintnessed.
A smile. Genuined and large the first he probably even seen from the shorter man, strong and hardy, not made of glass to shatter at the slightest nudge.
"Aren't they!" He beamed and vomit of infomation began to spew from his mouth, something Alastor would usually exusse himself to exiting stage left, but for some reason he decided to half heartedly listen while turning to watch the ducks.
Hmm..that smile. He'd like to see it again.
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elphael · 7 months
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i am genuinely convinced at this point being eaten alive on the internet for 3 years when i was intensively homebrewing stuff for any minor error or way that my homebrew could be exploited
a) made me the mechaical freak i am
b) made me 10x more aware and conscious of the way mechanics intersect than anyone at wotc especially when it comes to spell design and balance.
c) i no longer care about people eating me alive critiquing the balance of my homebrew because i know i am right and if you don't like it you don't have to use it
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thesilentlands · 9 months
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-Next
Chapter 2: A little Rest
-Part 1
The first day off walking was hard for Michael,most his whole life spent in that bunker really weakened his ability to walk long distances, Volt notised Michaels strugeling so both desided to take a rest at a near by cliff side, the cliff had a view of a gigant sandpit.
-its good to take a rest in a wail... -we where only walking for 10 minutes, like that its gonna take us a mounth to get there -well im not ready to get a heart attack..- suddently ground started rumbling, Michael and Volt looked over at the sand bit to withness a gigant mechanical worm sprout from underneath the sand, it had a corpse of some unadefiable animal.
-w what is t that?! -dont need to be worried, they are a melow species -how can you know this?? -ive meet them before and they let me scan them, they feed mainly on desesed or rotten corpses, this looks like a female of this species -sudently two smaller worms emerged from the sand, opening theier mouth to reavel a fleshy like throut with many rows of teeth, the mother drops the corpse into one of theier mouths and disapears yet again in to the sand
-why are they so gross on the inside -they, like half of the species found in this lands are bio-mechanical, on the inside there is a network of flesh that digests everything from meat to fur, then some is produced so that useless things will exit theier bodies. On the outside the mechaical structure provides the worm with protective armor and shelter from the cold -do they have a name? - The Clearer Worm is theier species main name -alright, you can give me like 10 more minutes and we can continue -OK
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Michael layed there for another 20 minutes, then he got up and then they both proseeded on theier way to the city. Michael was more and more curous avout what they can find on theier there.
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save-hyrule-3 · 9 months
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posting bc it doesnt exist, a fem ver of mechanaic
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OG by this person here/the definition
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qsmp-slime · 1 year
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Tell us about Homestuck! /gen
Vi tried reading it a few years back but couldn't click with it.
– Quackity 🎲
OHHHHHHHHHHHHH M Y god okay. ok. mutuals prepare for usch cringe on main.
okay so i know the whle joke is like, homestuck is massively convoluted and confusing and it IS. it so is. however the simplest way i can put the plot:
four human kids - john egbert, rose lalonde, jade harley, and dave strider - are kinda introduced in a normal day for them. the comic starts on john's birthday, april 13, in 2006, specifically, where he's excited because he is getting a beta of a new video game, sburb, in the mail, and convinced his friends (the other three kids) to do the same. (other kids are varying degrees of excited about this. dave thinks its stupid as hell, as he does most things at this point, rose is mildly intrigued, etc.)
a bunch of random shit happens throughout that is GOING to make it incredibly convoluted to explain so i wont currently. its also worth noting right now, all four kids live in varying points of the earth - john lives in washington, dave in texas, rose in new york, and jade.... somewhere vaguely on a pacific island. i dont think an *actual* one is ever stated, and she and her grandfather live alone *on* said island, so. yeah. but relating to this, the main dialogue throughout a good large amout of the comic take place through a chat client, btw.
after you get acquainted with the kids and see the bullshit that is their daily lives, then Fuck Shit Happens. aka after all the bullshit, they manage to actually start the game.
and it Ends the Fucking World. /srs
yeah, so, the game is magically fucking linked to real life, anything done in the game affects the actual, real world environment the kids live in. this culminates in, alongside the game mechanics, a fucking meteor shower that eventually ends the world.
(all the kids end up entering the "medium", which is the word the game itself takes place in.)
oh yeah and theyve also been getting vaguely-harassed by various mysterious characters throughout this that call themselves "trolls".
these trolls are literal aliens, an alien species actually CALLED trolls. they live on a planet called alternia, which is a fuckin.. idk would dystopia work? its fucked is what im getting at.
they are ALSO playing THEIR version of the game, sgrub, except theres twelve of them - one corresponding to each zodiac sign (and, in the comic, each zodiac sign thusly corresponds to a blood color / caste.)
eventually the sessions link up and the kids and trolls actually have to try and get along for five goddamn seconds to create a *new* world. nope, not save theirs! make a *new* one.
theres a bunch of other shit and game mechanics throughout but thats the general gist of the story?
honestly we havent finished the entire comic and our personal favourite things to talk about are the worldbuilding / game mechaics of sburb and stuff. we're helping our partner make a homestuck au for lifestealsmp and we are having the time of our fucking life we love this shit. there is so much to talk about in regards to what makes the characters and stuff and what about them effects the world and everything else.
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exilley · 7 months
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I really like this theory... im usually not a fan of time travel mechanics when theyre explained in depth because technicalities get way too complicated, but i really do like Disconnected Film Theory... it wraps its loose ends up by incorporating the existence of alternate timelines and has the time travel itself exist as a function independent of the regular world (i.e. it's time travel as Ways of Survival interprets it, but it's not necessarily true to the mechaics of time in a non-fantastical world)
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acidrefluxuk · 2 years
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Mechanical Project Engineer Job in Birmingham, West Midlands (County)
Mechanical Project Engineer Job in Birmingham, West Midlands (County)
Apply for Mechanical Project Engineer job in Birmingham, West Midlands (County) in Construction. Job Description: Mechanical Project Engineer / Project Manager My client is an award wining M&E contractor who is seeking a Mechaical Project Engineer to join a professional team of Engineers. * The role of a Mechanical Project Engineer will involve * Taking responsibility for each project assigned…
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deathgripsgravemoth · 2 years
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Dreamed of a movie where 6 ppl worked o.n a secret government project that was this big huge machine that could displace reality or simulate realities or something?? Idk there was one part where the gov organization we worked for kicked us out of the project and we smuggled out some people who had come from past and future realities into ours. The parts i remember are coming back for the first time to the machine looking dilapidated with all the lights off and mechaical growth?? Everywhere it had build these little carts and tracks of diffrrent sizes and shapes and little presentations on each of us the carts drove to and stopped in front of. There was another part where we met up on a beach to talk about the project and catch up and someone from the group broke the news that Our machine was left to rot but they used everything they found to make their own machine and didnt understand it but were hiding it from everyone. The last part i remember is escaping with the people from different timelines, there was a little girl from the 20s a man from the 1800s with a bronze prosthetic foot a black pastor woman from the 50s and an old woman from somewhere. We were driving through the woods and at some point we met up w 2 twin boys who were the man w the bronze foot's sons from the future in weird alien battle armor, and the fact they existed told us the people stuck in the current time never get to go back home.
#d
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yournewkeyboard · 3 years
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“Pteron36, an open source 36 key split keyboard. Ready for use. Details in comment” via u/smart345bond on Reddit.
GitHub link.
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ironverseocs · 4 years
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Katherine Langford as Morgan H. Stark // Step Out of the Shadows ( tag: juice pop extortion ( Morgan ) )
Morgan has some pretty big shoes to fill. Her dad casts a long and deep shadow, her mom casts similar shade, her brother is already making ripples right in front of the public’s eye. And what is she doing that is different or even worthy of a legacy? That is something no one can tell her. Can she figure herself out, or will she always be turning back to her Mom and Dad and little brother for guidance?
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