#Closed-circuit Television Camera

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Exactly How Closed-circuit Television Camera Assists Building Sites Battle Fraud as well as Vandalism

One of the absolute most notable challenges in managing a building site is actually the absence of safety and security procedures to shield the important equipment, tools, as well as components left on-site. Burglary as well as criminal damage prevail complications that building and construction business face, bring about considerable financial as well as opportunity reductions. Nonetheless, along with the innovation in innovation, security actions have actually progressed. One of these steps is actually the installation of CCTV video cameras on building and construction sites. Within this blogging site, our company will certainly look into exactly how CCTV technology assists building and construction sites deal with fraud and vandalism.

Just How CCTV Technology Enhances The Security Of Construction sites

Protects against Theft:

The setup of manned alarm center lessens the possibility of theft and also various other unwarranted activities. Thieves are actually less most likely to target sites that have noticeable CCTV video cameras, and building and construction sites along with visible video cameras possess far fewer frauds. The footage secured coming from the video cameras can easily additionally be made use of to determine the culprits and also retrieve the stolen things.

Discourages Vandalism:

CCTV cameras set up at building sites may additionally put off criminal damage. The video cameras may certainly not prevent mischief-makers coming from entering into the site, but they can easily inhibit them from damaging building or devices. The obvious visibility of CCTV cameras provides a complacency as well as prevents ruining offenders from accomplishing their acts.

Reduces Liability Issues:

The CCTV video acquired can function as proof in any type of lawful or even liability problems that arise. If a mishap occurs at a development site, and also an employee files a case, the video may show whether the worker was at negligence or otherwise. In addition, if an individual receives injured or hurt while on the premises, the video footage can establish the situations that triggered the trauma.

Displays Worker Perform:

Putting In on-the-go surveillance can check the conduct of staff members on the construction site. The video footage obtained can be made use of to find any abusive or improper behavior during the course of working hrs. Tracking likewise makes certain that employees remain successful in the course of the functioning hrs, thereby ensuring the successful use resources.

Permits Remote Get Access To:

Closed-circuit television video cameras have evolved over the last few years, and also several are actually right now equipped along with remote control access. Building and construction site supervisors can now check their sites coming from the comfort of their workplaces or by means of their mobile gadgets. The video may likewise be actually accessed coming from anywhere all over the world, making sure that the site is always under security, also after operating hrs. You require to mount CCTV from respectable video monitoring services.

Documentation for Investigations:

In the regrettable event of a fraud, vandalism, or even any various other security incident, the videotaped footage from CCTV security camera serves as valuable evidence for investigations. This proof could be supplied to police authorities to aid in determining as well as nailing the perpetrators. It certainly not merely aids in the healing of stolen residential or commercial property but likewise provides to the overall safety and security of the building field.

Cost Effective Safety And Security Answer:

While the preliminary investment in CCTV innovation for construction project security could appear considerable, it confirms to be a cost-efficient surveillance service in the future. The potential losses incurred as a result of fraud, hooliganism, or even lawful concerns may far outweigh the beforehand prices of installing and also maintaining CCTV systems. It is an investment that pays by protecting useful assets and also ensuring the soft improvement of building projects.

Enriched Night Eyesight as well as Low-Light Functionality:

Building sites are prone certainly not merely in the day but likewise at evening. Modern CCTV cameras commonly happen geared up along with innovative evening sight as well as low-light functionality capacities. This makes sure that the building site remains under monitoring 24/7, offering constant defense against unapproved tasks even in daunting lighting problems.

Lastly, the setup of CCTV cameras on building and construction sites is actually a considerable intervene boosting surveillance steps to deal with burglary and hooliganism. The video cameras supply an apparent defense, thereby decreasing the chance of burglars and also mischief-makers targeting the site. The distant gain access to function as well as video obtained may also deliver comfort for building site managers, understanding that their site is under security. Nevertheless, it is actually vital to ensure that the CCTV cameras are actually installed the right way, and also the proper procedures are actually needed to safeguard the footage acquired to maximize their effectiveness.

[the-xolotl]

Peeping-drone.

Alastor x fem!Reader

ღ FoxingMoo Productions - Collaborative writing between me and @denki-69 ; They write the scrip, I write the fic.

ღ a/n: i had SO MUCH fucking fun writing this. thank you so much to Denki’s AMAZING scripting skills and editing bc my dyslexic ass cannot

SUMMARY: We all know about Vox’s voyeurism kink, and he can’t help himself when he sees ex-girlfriend with his worse enemy and he has a wank to watching her get fucked in 4k, 60 FPS

CW: she/her pronouns, no use of y/n, exhibitionism/voyeurism, belly bulging, cucking, monster fucking, demon Alastor, breeding, knotting.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT YOU WILL BE BLOCKED. Thank you~

Vox is being double fucked, and not in a way he wants to be. First, he’d caught win of the Radio Demon being back in town, hanging around, and second, possibly even worse, His ex-girlfriend is hanging around that old-timely prick. He had found momentary solace that from what he saw through the many drones circling the Hazbin Hotel, Alastor seemed to show a disdain for the woman. However, that quickly turned sour for him that night when he decided to be a peeping-tom over Alastor’s open window. The deer demon doesn’t often do that. In fact, he never did. This “slip up” gave him the perfect opportunity to peer up close.

Boy, he is going to deeply regret it. His drone hovered closer to the window with the open curtain, clear view straight into his bedroom and Alastor’s bed. The camera focused and zoomed into the mostly dimly lit room adjusting the mic sensitivity to pick up whatever noise was going on in the room. Vox didn’t have to turn up the gain very high, though, as soon as the camera came in contact with the glass moans and squeals could be heard in the surround-sound set up of Vox’s television room. And much to his dismay, in all 4k glory, the images coming in through said drone on the big screens is of none other than Alastor with her, together, on his bed, fucking.

Vox short circuited, eyes widened and smile completely fell as he gawked at the screen in front of him; his blood ran cold as he watched her riding Alastor as he lazily pumped his cock into her tight cunt. He could see the way the deer demon dug his claws into the fat of her ass cheeks to spread them further apart. This made her mewl and spread her knees further apart around Alastor’s hips as she met his thrusts at the same slow pace.

“F-fuck… Alastor… please.” her voice is broken and breathy, spent as if they’ve been at this for a while. Her moans sounded pathetic despite how loud she’s still being, begging for more, faster and harder but Alastor was not complying.

Alastor chuckled handsomely, kneading the globes of her ass ceasing his movements but not before pressing her down on his cock to bury his tip against her cervix. “Where are your manners, my dear?” he crooned, smile widening mischievously as she whined loudly. Still, she didn’t dare move or even grind her hips.

Tears began to well up in her eyes, “Sir! Sir! Please, Alastor!” she begged, nails digging into his chest out of desperation.

Alastor adjusted his grip on her ass, hands sliding from her hips down to the bottom of her ass to better support her weight, pleased with the sound of her fucked out voice. “That’s better, sweetheart. I suppose I should finally give you what you want, hmm?” Alastor side eyed the drone buzzing outside of the window, the screen in Vox’s TV glitched for a second before coming back into focus, now making eye contact with the radio demon through the lens. He pulled her up to the very tip of his cock and slammed into her tight heat as he let her also push her hips down meeting in the middle. Alastor fucked into her with renewed fervour, burring himself balls deep with every hammering thrust.

The grip on her was a vice, hard enough to prick the skin. Tiny droplets ran down her thighs, his hands and stained Alastor’s hips every time they met. She nearly toppled over atop Alastor’s chest, having to grip the headboard to keep herself from falling completely forward. Taking the opportunity, Alastor took one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking and nibbling at the hardened bud making the demon cry out, her tears cascaded down her cheeks from the ecstasy that coursed ramped through her body. The stimulation was almost too much for her to take, her jaw went slack feeling the next orgasm building in her core.

Alastor finally tore his gaze from drone to grip her jaw tightly making them lock eyes and bringing her face close to his, “Tell me who you belong to, my sweet,” long tongue darting out to lick the tears off her redden cheeks, “I want you to tell me just how good you feel,” his voice dropping down an octave and radio static buzzing picking up.

“You! I belong to you Alastor!” she shouted, arching her back more tears cascading down her reddening cheeks. “Only you can make me feel this good, sir. I’m yours only!” She could barely form the words with Alastor’s fingers digging into the meat of her cheek. The stinging of his nails felt delicious, his cock nuzzled deep in her cunt was absolutely delirium inducing, making her eyes roll back.

Meanwhile Vox on the other side of the screen couldn’t tear his eyes away from the big tv. As angry as he is, the erection pulsating in his tight trousers is begging to be given attention. He groans loudly, palming himself through the fabric to the sound of her voice begging for more, Vox seethed hearing Alastor’s name sound so pretty falling from her lips in such a lewd manner.

Alastor’s smile turned maniacal, full of satisfaction, as he pulled out of her completely, making her whine loudly in protest. But it died in her throat when he forcibly pushed her on her back against the mattress.

“That’s right, my dear. Only me. You’re just my perfect little slut, aren’t you?” the deer-demon slammed himself inside her tight heat with one powerful thrust. He started a relentless pace, more brutal than the last, hammering hard enough to make her entire body recoil and slide over the sheets. She had to hold on to his forearm and biceps to hold herself in place so his fat cock could keep plunging all the way in, desperate to have this cock kissing her cervix. “That’s my good girl,” he purred, leaning over to steal her lips in a savage kiss. His tongue pushed its way into her mouth wrapping around her own. She felt like she was quickly running out of oxygen as if Alastor was sucking the very air from her lungs. She didn’t attempt to pull away and continued kissing, letting him swallow all her needy noises.

Vox couldn’t stand it anymore, shoving his hand inside to furiously stroke his rock-hard cock. Groaning and moaning along to her, whining her name as his free hand came to touch the screen. It was humiliating, disgusting, and aggravating all at the same time how intensely aroused he was and the fact that Alastor was fully aware he’s watching. He knows the smug, old time-y bastard is doing all of this on purpose but he can’t stop. He doesn’t want to.

“You’re such a good girl… I’m going to fill you to the brim, my dear. You better not waste a single drop,” he growled, finally pulling away from the kiss, leaving her gasping for air, “And I’ll keep going until you’re full of my fawns. Would you like that, sweetheart? To be bred by me?” She could barely process any of what he’s saying but she nodded, fucked completely dumb, her pussy fluttering and tightening around him.

She couldn’t even form a coherent sentence without slurring her words, “Yes yes yes yes yesyesyesyes! Please breed me sir. Want to be so full, please.” Alastor has nearly achieved fucking her completely into submission, she was so pliable under his touch now.

The more she mindlessly begged, the faster his knot swelled and he was ready to drain his balls into her waiting womb. Her voice only made him grow more feral, demonic form taking over as his antlers and limbs grew in size stretching her cunt even wider. “As you wish, my dear. You’re going to be a good girl, aren’t you?” his voice becoming more gravelly, radio static so intense it started interfering with the camera that was still pointed directly at them.

She screamed, clawing at his chest, the sheets and anything she could grab. Fresh warm tears stinging her tear-burnt cheeks, “Please.. please… it won’t fit! Alastor!” voice so broken and horse.

But Alastor wasn’t having it, his large hands wrapped around her waist— better said her torso “I’ll make it fit, my dear.” With brute strength his knot bridged her soaked entrance.

His tip also spread over her cervix making it into her womb, releasing his massive load into her, “That’s it… good girl.. I knew you could do it.” He stilled his hips, making sure that not a drop would spill out of her. The sensation alone caused her to squirt, mouth hanging open in a silent scream. Everything became too much all at once; the overstimulation hit like a fucking truck, her orgasm washing over her aching body. She shook uncontrollably; she clung hard to Alastor in an attempt to keep herself grounded somehow, but her brain is too fuzzy and her eyes are barely open.

The deer chuckled, licking and kissing the remaining tears off her face, “You’re such a good girl. It’ll get easier with time, don’t you worry, sweetheart.” He nuzzled her neck and cheek, a little sob falling from her lips feeling the sting on her cheeks from crying. But even in her delirious state when her face turned towards the window she caught sight of the drone and her eyes went wide. “You put on quite a show for our old pal. Now he knows who you belong to, isn’t that right, my sweet brat?” He kissed her cheek again, holding it gently for the camera.

Vox shamelessly zoomed in with the hand that was covered in his cum, focusing the high definition lens on her blissed out face. She whined at the realization Vox had been watching and hearing that whole thing, she squirmed as her cunt pulsated, turned on by the fact she had been viewed in such a depraved state.

“Tut-tut. No moving. You’re not wasting a single drop,” Alastor chided pushing even deeper into her. Her back arched painfully screwing her eyes close finally letting herself fall in the feeling of fullness. Full to the absolute brim, so much so her belly protruded prominently.

Alastor rubbed at her belly with a wide Cheshire smile, “Is this the only way to get you to cease being such an infuriating woman? You’re always so good when I stuff you this much.”

At that point the post orgasm shame was hitting Vox too hard, feeling half disgusted with himself he moved away from the window and closed down the stream. He could only stare at his soiled hand, contemplating.

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[simphornies]

Can I please request Vox x Female Angel Reader (PS: Vox doesn't know what was happening to him ever since he met Reader just like in quote he ask himself "Why is my heart racing whenever I'm with her? Why am I short circuiting? And etc)

A/N: Wondrous idea! This one's been brewing for a bit though it is shorter than my other ones. There are two requests for this so for the other person that requested it, worry not! It is on the way!

Word count: 2k (2,041)

Fallen for you [Vox x Angel!F!Reader]

You made the choice to sneak into hell during the extermination. Amongst the chaos you carefully ran around rubble to rubble. Your angelic powers allowed you to heal angels, mortals and sinners alike to which you used to salvage those who could be salvaged.

You kept yourself hidden from the exorcists so they could't drag you back up to heaven on their way back from the massacre. But you didn't could't keep yourself hidden from the VoxTek cameras that roamed and covered the area.

You ran into the nearest building that had three V's plastered on the top, making sure your wings were tucked away. You look around, everyone in the building seemed to be in a trance, their eyes filled with spirals. It creeped you out a bit. You kept your head down as you roamed.

"Well, who do we have here?" A voice came from behind you, the suddenness causing you to jump. You freeze in your tracks, it certainly wasn't an exorcist's voice so you slowly turn around. Your head stayed lowered, "Pardon the intrusion, I'll leave now." You respond.

You tried to walk around the tall figure in front of you but he quickly blocked your way, neon blue shoes stepping closer. You look up slowly, a little scared. You were met with a grinning demon, with a television for a head? You couldn't help but cock your head in confusion.

He chuckles in response, "You must be new here." His hand reached out to you, you shook it, "Vox! Nice to meet you, stranger. And who might you be?"

"It's Y/N." You awkwardly, and nervously, smile at him, "It's a pleasure to meet you but I'll be taking my leave now! Hah..." You pull your hand away but he grabs it back, not allowing you to take a step.

"You're definitely not from around here, sweets." His eye spirals at you. You feel yourself fall into a bit of a trance, "Let's continue our conversation in my office." You weren't able to stop him from dragging you to his office.

When you came to, you found yourself sat on a chair. In front of you is Vox, watching you intently. "I haven't caused anything out of the ordinary. I'd hate to waste your time, this is not necessary-" You try to explain.

A screen comes down next to him before he speaks. "You're not from here." He speaks in a low, distorted voice. The screen shows clips of you flying down amongst the exorcists, wings in plain view, followed by you sneaking around. "You're an angel and you're in my building." His voice sounded threatening. "What business do you have here and why are you helping hell."

"I..." You sigh, "Look. I snuck out of heaven. I don't want to be there anymore and with the exorcists leaving, they most likely have noticed I left for hell. I'm bound to be a fallen any day now and I honestly could care any less. Look, I'll...I'll work for you!" You pleaded, "Please just don't let anybody else know."

.

It's been a while since you struck a non-binding deal with Vox. You two got close after a couple months of him being on guard around you. Well, he's still on guard around you no matter how much you've tried to get his walls down. He kept his end of the stick, reasons unknown to you and told nobody about your secret. You chose to share it with the other Vees though and they were more than glad to have such power on their side.

Vox watched as you conversed with the two, his mind racing as quick as his heart. He didn't understand why in the fuck, his words, he couldn't compose himself properly around you. Your smile alone could make hims heart pound out of his chest. For a while he was convinced it was some angelic power but it was quickly debunked by you. You always smiled and your smile warmed his cold heart, constantly making him short circuit.

He was so lost in thought that he didn't realize you were in front of him, repeating his name over and over. He genuinely thought it was all in his head since his mind was constantly filled with the thought of you. You repeated his name over and over until he snapped out of it.

"Vox? Vooooox?" You repeated until he finally set his gaze on you, "Vox, are you okay? What's going on? You were kinda wonky there for a second. There's sparks coming out of you."

"Y/N! I'm fine. Appreciate the concern," He lied, "I'm just...thinking." He turned away from you so you couldn't see his screen glitching. He pretended like he was just looking out the window.

"Anyways," You looked out the window, admiring whatever he's looking at, the sharks you assume. "Vel and Val said we're going out tonight. And they told me to tell you to dress up, or something."

"Thank you. I'll get ready soon."

"Hey." You place a hand on his shoulder. He finally looks at you, staring into your eyes that hypnotized him better than he could hypnotize anybody. "If you need anything, I'll help you. You know that, right?" Your words received a small smile from him.

"Thank you, angel." Angel became a nickname of sorts from him to you. You smile sweetly at him and head out to get ready.

.

Vox was an absolute mess. He was the last to get ready for once and not Valentino. He wanted to look his best and though this usually wasn't a problem for him, it was now. For some reason he couldn't understand he needed to look his best around you.

Velvette bursts into his room while he's frantically trying to pick a bowtie. "What the fuck is taking so long with you? I expect this shit from Valentino but not from you."

He groans, "I can't pick a damn outfit!" He glitched.

"Why in the dead fuck do you care?" She scoffed, putting his outfit together for him with a swipe of her hand.

"I..." He took a deep breath, "I don't know. I feel like Y/N has some weird angelic power on me. I just can't stop thinking about her ever since I met her. She always short-circuits me, making my fans go on overdrive and-"

"Woah woah woah. Slow the fuck down." Velvette laughed, "You are such a fucking dumbass! You're so stupid." She was now on the floor, cackling at him.

"What?!"

"You like her. You're so dense. Oh my fuck." She gets up, wiping tears off her eyes, "I'm so gonna tell her."

"NO." He yelled, voice distorted and eye spiraling. "I'll do it. Later."

"Bet you won't, pussy."

.

You arrived a little bit after the Vees. You had something, or rather someone, to take care of. Ever since you were officially fallen from heaven, you've gotten quite accustomed to death and the whole "fighting for your life" thing.

Vox was impatiently awaiting your arrival, constantly fidgeting in his seat which earned him a kick or two from both Valentino and Velvette. Velvette caught Valentino up on Vox's situation and he wasn't hearing the end of it for the whole car ride.

He heard heels clicking and he turned a bit too quickly at your arrival. "Y/N! You've fi-finally arrived!" He glitched a bit again at the sight of you. He was never a fan of angels and frankly never understood the whole rave about their beauty but the moment he saw you his mind changed completely.

There you stood in front of him in a blouse and a skirt that hugged your curves right. Eyes were a staple detail in all of your outfits and it showed. You had rings on, few of which had red eyes. Your necklace, a gift from Vox, was his signature spiral eye. It doubled as an alarm for you in case you were in danger, not like you needed it considering you still had angelic powers, much stronger than any overlord but less than Lucifer and his daughter.

He had his arms out for a hug for you, a rare gesture from him. You gave him a tight hug and you swear you felt his circuits warm up again. He was smiling brightly at you, honored to have you in his presence and his life.

"Sorry. Had to deal with a couple sinners. You know someone tried fucking one of Val's employees on the street? For free?" Val almost flipped the table, "It's okay! It's okay. He's locked up in your room."

Val chuckles evilly, "Thank you."

Vox pulls your chair out for you before sitting himself down. The four of you talk business and you took notice of how much Vox kept staring at you. You got a little flustered, constantly fiddling with your hair.

You and Vox kept notice of each other but both of you remained unaware of the looks you received from Valentino and Velvette. They just needed some popcorn and they'd be set. Velvette made up an excuse to walk out to give you both space, dragging Valentino behind her. She placed a hand on Vox's shoulder and whispered, "$500 if you don't do this shit, tonight." She plastered a smile before leaving, "Kisses, darlings! So sorry we couldn't stay."

It was now just the two of you. Vox's heart was pounding loudly and his face was slowly getting brighter. You were pitching him an idea for the next release in VoxTek but you stopped when you saw his screen quite literally not there anymore.

"Vox? You've been glitching a lot lately and I'm getting worried..." You scoot your chair closer to him, "Do you need any parts? I can put them in for you or reboot your system." You put you hand on the side of his screen which jolted him back.

"No! I'm fine. I just," He clears his throat, still glitching out with sparks flying everywhere. "I have a lot on my mind."

"You can talk to me, I'm here to listen." You hold his hand for comfort but this just further heated him up. You feel him clutch your hands for once.

He takes a deep breath in before looking at you, "I have a confession to make. To you." You looked at him worried that he's having business problems, or something. "I like you." Vox felt like a weight has been lifted off of him but now he was filled with an overwhelming sense of fear that you'd reject him.

"Oh, Vox..." You spoke softly, holding his hand closer to you, "I like you too. Is that why you've been glitching lately?" You had an empathetic look on your face.

"You do?" He was in shock. His demeanor was new to you, he was vulnerable.

"Vox. You took me in and kept my secret with basically nothing in return and I am eternally grateful." You smile sweetly at him, "Vox. You didn't need to keep such a thing from me for so long to the point where you glitch and short-circuit. I was so worried."

He let out a sigh of relief, "Oh thank fuck." He felt as if he hadn't been breathing this whole time. He gave you a kiss on the back of your hand, "I will give you everything you ever ask for. I will protect you no matter what. You're such a...a breath of fresh air. I thought you had some angelic power hold on me."

You laugh at his statement, "Angelic power hold, Vox? Really?" You were giggling uncontrollably at this point.

"Shut up!" He said in embarrassment, "Anyways! Y/N, will you be with me for the rest of eternity?"

You gave him a kiss on his screen, "Gladly, Vox."

While you two were cuddling it up in the restaurant while talking about business endeavors, Vox got a text on his phone from Velvette. She had sent him $500 with a text saying 'Treat her right or I'm putting her in my show.' after it.

[plush-rabbit]

Dating Vox Headcanons

I have opinions again!! It's been forever!!

A/N: its kinda on brand for me to fall for a tv headed demon

It comes to no surprise that Vox is obsessive when it comes to things that interest him. Taking note of you, is both a blessing and a curse. It’s cute- He’s cute. When he attempts to speak to you in the beginning, he’s mauve, not skipping a beat in his attempt to make himself bigger and better than anyone you’ve ever known. However, the moment that you take interest in him- that you actually encourage him to talk more about himself- he might actually short circuit a bit. His screen freezes and he might even flash SMPTE colors on his screen. 

As cute as he can be in the beginning, his obsessiveness also leaves you with no privacy whatsoever. He needs to know what you’re doing. It’s almost more than a need. It’s a want. It’s a desire to check in on you no matter what he’s doing in the meantime. He checks on you constantly, and sometimes it's for the worst. Hearing you laugh with someone that isn’t him, knowing that you’re having a good time when he isn’t around, is enough to have him claw at the table. He won’t confront you about it- at least not in the beginning of the relationship. At some point, you just become aware that he’s there. That as long as there’s some sort of screen- a camera, a television, a watch, anything- he can be there in no time flat. 

He needs you close to him. He doesn’t want to wait a second more without you, so he’ll hire you as his personal assistant. It’s great pay and hours, and the benefits are reserved to you and only you. At first, you’re grateful- you’re in Hell and your partner is someone who holds power, honestly, it could be worse. He gets the benefit of seeing you everyday, practically 24/7, with you at his beck and call. You scurry beside him, take your lunches beside him, he takes up your entire time. The few times that you are allowed to go eat with others in the building, he’s keeping an eye on you. He needs to make sure that he can trust the others around you- that they won’t set you up for failure.

That being said, any relationships that you have outside of him and the other Vees, is monitored. Thanks to technology and addictive personalities, everyone has some sort of device on them at all times. He needs to make sure you aren’t with people who will whisper misguidance into your ear. He needs to make sure that you’re okay. However, the minute someone gets a bit too cozy with you, he’ll make sure to take care of the problem. Whether it's stitching an audio together to make it sound like they’re badmouthing you, or anything of the sort, he’ll do it. He just needs you with him. He can’t risk someone else starting to tell you how suffocating the relationship sounds.

It’s gifts here and there for you! Whatever you want- whatever you’ve even browsed online, he’s sending it your way via express shipping. It’s wonderful at first- you get what you want and all you have to do is tell the television demon how wonderful he is and how much you appreciate him and how you’ll never leave him. It’s sweet at first, you get nice things, but then you have an argument with him, and you realize that his gifts aren’t just that. What he gave you was expensive- would it kill you to just be a little kinder to him? You can’t just smile and admit you’re wrong at least once? Especially after everything he’s done for you?

Whether you’re tolerated by Velvette or Valentino or not, you’re stuck in every meeting that Vox has with them. Lunches, dinners, conferences, attempting to calm Valentino down after a tantrum, overseeing Velvette and her fashion shows- you’re right there, next to Vox. His hand claws over the top of your head, patting you, or raking his claws down your back or over your arm in an attempt to soothe him. The way he sees it, he soothes everyone else, and there’s no one to settle his nerves except for you. You’re an accessory at times- dolled up, perched at his side, and only speaking when you’re given permission to. You’re paraded around the office, following him close at his heels, making sure that where he goes, you follow. You can’t be left alone- what if something were to happen to you? He needs to be close by to make sure that you stay safe.

He hates getting upset at you. It breaks his heart- or whatever he has inside of him- to see you snap at him. You curl your lips, bare your fangs and with tears in your eyes, you tell him how you’re exhausted and how you don’t want to be some accessory to him, how you’re tired of being stuck inside the damn tower. You never listen to his warnings of it being so dangerous outside, and when you do make an attempt to walk away from him, you remember that he’s an Overlord, and you are not. He’s horrific, mean, and much stronger than you are, and he has no trouble putting you in your place if you even make an attempt to leave him. He really does hate yelling at you. You’re terrified of him days after, flinching and tensing when he reaches for you. But you’re just a bit dense and while you’re pretty, there’s not much going on in that head of yours, so you have to understand that he just has to be assertive sometimes. 

After an argument, he doesn’t necessarily say he’s sorry, but he is softer around you for quite some time. His hands caress yours, and he adorns your wrist in jewelry, letting the tips of claws bump over every bridge of charms and rings. His claw traces over your fingertips, and he mumbles sweet things to you. He tells you how pretty you are, and how sweet you are to him. He takes a day off to just spend with you, to make up for everything that happened before. An apology will never be spoken out loud, he could never admit that he went too far, but he would tell you that maybe you two can leave the tower, go someplace nice and see all that he doesn’t let you see alone.

Considering who he is surrounded with consistently, he needs attention that isn’t cruel. He craves your attention. He likes how kind you are to him. In those moments where everything is still, and the lights aren’t so bright, but coloring you both in a golden hue, he likes the quiet when it's with you. It’s interesting to watch him be so apprehensive with his movements. He slowly rests himself on his stomach, the back of his screen facing upwards, as your hand starts to scratch up and down his back. You can feel him shiver, you can feel his breath, the tapping of his claws against you- the stillness that he tries to hold just so you won’t stop. If your phone buzzes, or your attention is taken away, he buries himself further into you, a low hum emitting from him. It’s the few times you see him so mellow.

There are times when Vox can be sweet. When he has the time- usually during a lunch, or one of your breaks- he’s right beside you, listening to you rattle on about this or that, showing him a video on your phone. He’ll nod and laugh, be attentive and ask follow up questions so you know he’s actually paying attention. You’re pressed close to him, his arm over your shoulders, your legs over his, bodies pressed so close together, it’s a wonder you two haven’t melded into one. Even if his screen makes certain things difficult, it doesn’t stop you from seeking him out. Despite how malicious he can be, you return to him, you adore how he talks sweetly to you, how he calls you his one and only, his dear, his sweetheart. 

[wheelsgoroundincircles]

1969 Holden Hurricane Concept

1969 Holden Hurricane Concept

1969 Holden Hurricane Concept

1969 Holden Hurricane Concept

1969 Holden Hurricane Concept

Holden has gone back to the future, restoring its very first concept car - the 1969 Holden Hurricane Concept.

The futuristic research vehicle described as an experiment "to study design trend, propulsion systems and other long range developments" has been restored to its former glory as a labour of love by a dedicated group of Holden designers and engineers.

Code named RD 001; the Holden Hurricane is a mid-engined, rear-wheel drive, two-seater sports car which incorporates a remarkable array of innovative features and technology, much of it way ahead of its time.

Features such as electronic digital instrument displays, station-seeking radio, automatic temperature control air conditioning, rear vision camera and an automated route finder were all showcased in this ground-breaking vehicle 42 years ago. Many of these technologies have only recently made their way into mass production, demonstrating Holden's remarkable foresight into both design and engineering technology.

The Holden Hurricane stole headlines and dropped jaws nationwide when it debuted at the 1969 Melbourne Motor Show.

Michael Simcoe, Executive Director GMIO Design, said it was fantastic to see such a significant vehicle restored.

"At Holden we have always prided ourselves on our ability to look into the future through our concept cars," Mr Simcoe said.

"It's amazing to think that the features we take for granted today were born out of creative minds over 40 years ago."

As its code name suggests, the RD 001 was the first product of the GMH Research and Development organisation, staffed by a small squad of engineers working in conjunction with the Advance Styling Group at the Fishermans Bend Technical Centre in the 1960s.

The team that designed and built the original Holden Hurricane employed some advanced technologies and techniques when it came to the powertrain. Powered by an experimental 4.2-litre (253 cubic inch) V8, this engine was a precursor to the Holden V8 engine program which entered production in late 1969.

The Holden Hurricane's V8 engine featured many advanced design components such as the four-barrel carburettor - a feature which wouldn't be seen on a production 253ci Holden V8 until the late 1970s. The end result was approximately 262hp (193kW), a towering power output in 1969 and one that ensured the Holden Hurricane had the go to match its show.

But perhaps the two most innovative features were the "Pathfinder" route guidance system and the rear-view camera.

The "Pathfinder", essentially a pre-GPS navigation system, relied on a system of magnets embedded at intersections along the road network to guide the driver along the desired route. A dash-mounted panel informed the driver of which turn to take by illuminating different arrows, as well as sounding a warning buzzer.

The rear-view camera was also a ground-breaking innovation.

Engineers using a Closed Circuit Television (CCTV) system with a camera mounted in the rear bumper feeding vision to a small black-and-white TV mounted in the centre console.

Former Holden Chief Studio Engineer Rick Martin led the modern-day Hurricane team in researching the vehicle's components, systems and history in order to restore it.

"There are some genuinely remarkable ideas and technology in the Hurricane," said Mr Martin.

"From the automatic air-conditioning and magnet-based guidance system, to the inertia-reel seat belts and metallic paint, this was a car that was genuinely ahead of its time.

"The hand-picked team of engineers and designers who built the original Holden Hurricane worked in strict secrecy and began Holden's now proud tradition of ground-breaking concept cars."

RD 001 stands just 990mm high and has no doors in the conventional sense. A hydraulically-powered canopy opens upwards and forward over the front wheels, combined with twin "astronaut type" power-elevating seats which rise up and pivot forward, along with the steering column for ease of access. Occupants are then lowered to a semi-reclining position before the roof closes over them.

The wind tunnel-tested fibreglass body consists of three segments; the canopy, the engine hood and body shell and was finished in an experimental aluminium flake-based metallic orange paint.

Safety innovations included a foam-lined fuel tank, integrated roll-over bar, digital instrument readouts, ignition safety locks, interior padding and a fire warning system.

The project to restore RD 001 began in 2006 and has been a genuine labour of love for some very dedicated Holden employees. The entire restoration process has been driven primarily by volunteer labour from Holden designers and engineers in their spare time.

But the Hurricane first entered Holden Design in less than immaculate condition. RD 001 had a residency in a trade school where apprentices practised their welding on the priceless concept.

After being returned to Holden in 2006, the Hurricane restoration project has taken many thousands of painstaking man hours to lovingly restore RD 001 to concourse condition.

Holden's Manager for Creative Hard Modelling, Paul Clarke, has been largely responsible for managing the restoration of RD 001. He ensured as many of the original parts as possible have been used or remade using modern techniques to 1969 specification, in order to preserve the authenticity of this hugely important Holden.

"The entire team has done a fantastic job in bringing this beautiful concept back to life," Mr Clarke said.

"The talent we have within the Holden organisation is simply outstanding. Every time we take on a project I'm constantly amazed by the passion and talent in this company, making it a genuine pleasure to work on these projects.

"The Hurricane plays a crucial role in Holden's story and the company has such a great sense of history and heritage that it was very important to bring RD 001 back to life. It's been a challenging but incredibly rewarding process."

Since the debut of the Holden Hurricane Concept in 1969, Holden has continued to build a global reputation for envisioning and executing world-class concept vehicles. Holden is recognised globally within General Motors as a centre of excellence for concept vehicle and show car development and is one of only three GM design studios that is capable to design and build concept cars.

Michael Simcoe added that the Hurricane holds a particularly special place in Holden's history as it kick-started Holden's long love affair with concepts that has since seen the likes of the iconic GTR-X, Torana TT36, Coupe 60, the GMC Denali XT (which was requested specifically by GM for the North American market) and the award-winning Efijy.

Holden Hurricane Concept (1969)

[otakusparkle]

The Manor Safety Class is now open!

While visitors are having a happy summer trip, please also pay attention to your own safety~

Beach side...

- Hello everyone, this is Oletus Radio and Television program! There are many friends on the beach during the summer vacation, follow our camera and take a look!

- When exercising under the scorching sun, pay attention to sun protection! Also pay attention to replenishing water in time~

Norton : "Who hit me!?"

Demi : Always pay attention to safety when playing on the beach to prevent drowning~!

Patricia : Also pay attention to heatstroke prevention and cooling down~

Daily life...

- Pay attention to electrical regulations! If an electrical appliance catches fire, cut off the power supply quickly.

- If you encounter a fire, do not take the elevator to escape, but take the safe passage!

- Always pay attention to electrical safety at home, and do not touch electrical appliances with wet hands or wet cloth! If you encounter circuit or appliance aging, leakage, etc., you should immediately unplug the plug and cut off the power supply.

- Obey traffic regulations when you go out, walk on the sidewalk, don't run red lights, don't look at your phone or play around in the street, and always pay attention to traffic safety!

- Be civilized and smart in surfing the Internet. Do not indulge in the Internet, pay attention to protecting personal information, and be alert to telecommunications fraud traps!

Phone screen : "Grand prize"

Out for a journey...

- Minors should not go out alone to play! They should follow their parents when going out to avoid getting separated!

- You should maintain good hygiene habits when outside, wash your hands frequently, and don't touch or eating anything recklessly.

- During holidays, there are more people in scenic spots. You should avoid cutting in line, making noise, littering, and traveling in a civilized manner.

- Obey the instructions on various signs, do not climb over the guardrails, do not go to prohibited areas, and do not go to undeveloped tourist areas without permission!

Board sign : "No climbing over the fence"

Rainy season...

- Extreme weather such as thunderstorms and typhoons occur frequently during the summer vacation.

- When going out on rainy days, pay attention to road conditions to avoid falling into dangerous areas such as manholes, pits, construction sites, etc.

Dungeon : "This is not the dungeon, this is sewer."

- In heavy rain and strong winds, stay away from billboards, street lights, temporary buildings, etc and take shelter in buildings in a timely manner.

- During thunderstorms, be sure to close doors and windows, cut off the power to household appliances, and try not to answer or make phone calls.

[radical-revolution]

Inner Television

When you are watching the movie, you are out of the movie. When you are watching your thoughts or emotions, you are not in the thought or emotion.

This is the same as what we have talked about many times: "When you can see the river, you are out of the river." You are not in the river, and you can allow the river to continue to flow.

As such, thoughts and emotions become the support for awareness, concentration and mindfulness. Therefore, there is no need to block them.

I call this the "inner television", and it's free of charge. It has a huge screen, it's 3D, and no thief can steal your inner television from you.

But, there is a small problem. It plays those old movies over and over, again and again. "I want pizza", "I won't eat pizza", "The doctor told me to stop eating pizza"...

Yet if you bring in awareness, even though you watch these stale old movies again and again, the result will be totally different.

Mingyur Rinpoche

Image: Buddha Watching TV, 1974/1997, Stone sculpture, soil, closed-circuit video camera, video monitor, tripod, plywood base, Virginia Museum of Fine Arts

[whumptober]

hi! sorry if this is a silly question, but what does cctv stand for? in prompt 28?

Not silly at all. Closed circuit television. Basically, security cameras or video surveillance

[formulapookie]

Beznaia kissing in a rush of adrenaline? 😍

Love that you enjoy writing these as much as I love reading it <3

28 a kiss in a rush of adrenaline

Bez is over the moon, after some difficult races he finally managed a podium, a third place sure, but still it was a podium, right behind Marquez and Pecco, who managed to win after battling it out with the spaniard.

Pecco had waited for him on track, slowing down to celebrate together, doing a wheelie on the straight of the Jerez track.

Bez made one stop more in comparison to Pecco, who was already in Parc Fermé while he was still on track.

He could see him on the mega screens placed all around the circuit, smiling on live television, complimenting the Gresini rider for the battle and almost ignoring Vale to do so.

Bez arrives in Parc Fermé as well, parking the bike and screaming with happiness, removing the helmet and giving it to the mechanic who was helping him to climb off the bike.

"Pecco!" he barely gave the man time to register the call that he was on him, practically bodyslamming him to the ground, making them both laugh, and without thinking, a rush of adrenaline fogging his brain, cupping his face with his hands and kissing him.

They didn't even realise at first, too taken by the moment and happy for each other to care about it.

The silence following their action was the only indicator they'd been stupid enough to let the kiss happen out in the open, but luckly enough a mechanic, the one with Bez's helmet in hand, was in the way on the camera filming them, so at least the world didn't see.

Pecco helps Bez up, who's trying not to look at him in the eyes, fearing he could be stupid again and kiss him once more.

Vale grabs them both by their arms, pulling them close to him. "I get the adrenaline and shit, but fucking hell try and keep your hormones in check when there's people around I don't think you want a pr scandal cause you were caught kissing here eh?"

A bit more distant, in the gresini colours, Marc is suffocating a laugh, as if Vale can talk about controlling himself after a race.

it's short i know but Beznaia are too touchy and glued to the hip to make it last longer than this 😭

Send me a Ship name and a Number and I'll write a kiss

[bumblee-stumblee]

https://esrt.press/actualidad/446992-cuatro-hombres-drogan-esposas-intercambiarlas

Please help me share, I'm sorry it's in Spanish I could not find an article on the case in English.

No prob Anon.

4 men plead guilty to conspiring to rape drugged wives after exchanging wife-sharing fantasies

Lydia Lam

31 Oct 2022 05:15PM (Updated: 31 Oct 2022 08:44PM)

SINGAPORE: Four men who met on an online forum and discussed wife-sharing fantasies later put their plans into action by raping their accomplices’ drugged wives.

One woman was raped multiple times over at least seven years by different men while she was unconscious. This was while she was blindfolded and drugged by her own husband.

The case came to light when this woman discovered images of herself naked in a chat on her husband’s phone.

The four men, who cannot be named due to gag orders imposed by the court, pleaded guilty on Monday (Oct 31) to two charges each of conspiracy to rape, with various other charges taken into consideration. They are: K, L, M and N.

K, 44, was married with no children and was working in business development at the time of the offences. L, 52, was a business development manager and had three children with his wife at the time.

M, 45, was a company director at the time. He had three children with his ex-wife and lived with her at the time, even though he had remarried. N, 37, was a food deliveryman at the time and is the only one of the four who was single.

The main accomplice linked to their cases is a fifth man - J, a 41-year-old who married his wife in 2008. They have four children together.

MET ONLINE, DISCUSSED WIFE-SHARING FANTASIES

The court heard that the men met their respective accomplices online as early as 2010, on the forum Sammyboy and other platforms for wife-sharing fantasies.

The court heard that the men discussed various wife-sharing fantasies, exchanged details of their sex lives and would share explicit images and footage.

J previously tried to show his wife pornographic videos to check if she would be willing to engage in a threesome.

His wife scolded him and told him that he was crazy, so he knew she was against the idea.

After this, he allegedly hatched a plan to sedate his wife for other men to have sex with her.

J got to know K on Sammyboy between 2010 and 2011. They agreed to use a sedative to sedate their wives, so that other men could rape them. After doing some research, they settled on a specific drug which they understood could make someone unconscious.

Using the drug that he had obtained from J, K spiked his wife's alcohol sometime before 2012. He blindfolded his wife after she fell unconscious and told J to come over.

J then raped K's wife while K watched and took photos. They did this again on a second occasion in 2012.

In February 2013, J's wife said she was feeling sick, and J took this chance to give her the drug before letting K rape his wife.

J installed a closed-circuit television camera in his bedroom to livestream images of his wife in the nude, as well as to showcase his sexual activities.

K also had a webcam in his bedroom for livestreaming purposes. After watching, the men would sometimes commend each other on putting on a "nice show", prosecutors said.

After their crimes, the two men shared images of the rape and sexual assault and "continued to reminisce" about what they did, the prosecutors said.

J'S WIFE DISCOVERS CRIMES

The chats between the men resulted in J's wife discovering the crimes in January 2020.

J was sleeping then when his wife noticed that his phone was playing a video. She picked it up and chanced on his Skype chat with K.

In the messages, she saw explicit images of herself and as she scrolled down the messages, she discovered that the men had been exchanging their wives for sex.

Shocked, J's wife slapped him awake. He deleted the incriminating chats and took his wife to K's home at her request. During the confrontation, K admitted having sex with J's wife while she was unconscious.

K also admitted to making his own wife unconscious for J to have sex with her. J's wife lodged a police report on Jan 2, 2020. Incriminating photos and videos seized from both men led to the identification of other accomplices.

INCRIMINATING CHATS BETWEEN J AND K

In their chats, K told J that K's wife was "always yours" and said it would be nice if J could "manage to knock (her) up".

J and K also spoke of plans to get their wives to be raped and impregnated by other men, the court heard.

An excerpt from their Skype chats was read out in court. J wrote to K in April 2015, saying that women like their wives, "no matter how smart they think themselves are", will eventually get "outsmart by her man".

J also referred to their wives in crude language and said he bet both their wives still thought they were "chaste and loyal".

On top of these incidents, K also took explicit photos of his wife in various states of nudity in public places. He shared the images with other people including J and L and maintained a blog from 2010 to 2018 where he published the explicit images.

After his arrest, K was examined at the Institute of Mental Health and diagnosed with voyeuristic disorder. However, he was fully aware of the nature of his illegal acts, the court heard.

L AND THE OTHER CASES

Another man in the group of four - L - first got to know K online around 2010 to 2011. L became acquainted with J after arranging to provide some sleeping pills.

They later began sharing their wife-sharing fantasies and would meet several times for drinks. J's wife also went along.

In 2013, J sedated his wife with a drug before asking L to come over. While the children and helper were asleep, L raped the wife as J recorded the act.

L became acquainted with another co-accused, P, in 2010 and became close in 2015 as colleagues. They also began talking about wife-sharing.

While having drinks with his wife in August 2017, L drugged her before telling P that his wife was "ready". While his children and maid were sleeping in another room, L initially asked P to come over to watch them.

But when L was unable to perform the act, he asked P to rape his wife.

L's wife regained consciousness and realised someone other than her husband was attempting sex with her.

She later insisted that both L and P write confession letters, and they did. P was sentenced for his involvement in January.

M AND HIS EX-WIFE

M lived with his ex-wife and their three children in his mother-in-law's flat, even though he had remarried in 2011.

M met J on Sammyboy around 2010 and later expressed interest in having sex with J's wife.

In 2010, when J's wife told him that she was feeling sick, he took this chance to give her a drug, pretending it was medicine. His wife trusted him and took the drug.

When she was unconscious, J called M over and M raped his wife.

In August 2018, M told his ex-wife that they would visit J for networking purposes, claiming they were in the same industry.

They went to J's master bedroom, where J offered them both drinks. He had spiked the ex-wife's drink. She became drowsy and began slurring in her speech.

J then molested her and raped her.

The fourth man, N, was a food deliveryman who lived with his father and was single. He would meet J at coffee shops to discuss the "perverse sexual fantasy" of wife-sharing, the prosecutors said.

He raped J's wife between 2017 and 2018 after J drugged her.

UNPRECEDENTED, ABOMINABLE CASE: PROSECUTION

The prosecutors called the cases "unprecedented" and "abominable".

The three prosecutors who handled the cases called for between 19 and 23 years' jail and 24 strokes of the cane for K and M. They asked for between 11 and 16.5 years' jail for L, with another six months' jail in lieu of caning.

They will be asking for between 17 and 21 years' jail and 24 strokes of the cane for N, who had no partner.

Deputy Public Prosecutor Gail Wong said the facts of the cases are unprecedented and involve "a gross betrayal of trust by husbands conspiring with other men against their partners".

"When a woman enters into marriage, she entrusts herself to her husband: She trusts that the man she sleeps beside will not harm her every night as she sleeps, she trusts that in sickness, the father of her children will not poison her with drugs passed off as medicine, she trusts that her husband will keep private their most intimate sexual moments together," she said of K's case.

K is represented by lawyers Mr Wilson Yeo and Mr Ang Boon Yaw, while L is represented by Mr Chua Hock Lu. M is defended by lawyer Mr Suang Wijaya and Ms Sophia Ng, while N is represented by lawyers Mr Shashi Nathan, Ms Laura Yeo and Mr Jeremy Pereira.

Mr Yeo asked for 17 to 18 years' jail and 24 strokes of the cane for his client K.

He said there was "absolutely no excuse or reason for the crimes our client has committed", saying they were not only serious crimes, but also crimes committed against the "one person he loves the most".

However his client has admitted that he has "a serious problem" and is "not only remorseful but ashamed about it" and accepts that he cannot go unpunished and reaps what he sows, said Mr Yeo.

Mr Chua, who defended L, said his client is remorseful and penned his remorse since 2017, clearly incriminating himself when he wrote the letter of confession.

He said his client "maintains a good relationship" with his wife now and looks forward to returning home. He asked for no imprisonment in lieu of caning for L, who is above 50 and cannot be caned.

Lawyer Mr Suang Wijaya, who acted for M, said the drugging of M's ex-wife was done by J. He asked for not more than 18 years' jail, comparing the case with another similar past case which drew more than 19 years' jail.

The judge adjourned the cases to a later date, as the court was still in session at 6.15pm. Lawyers for N had not yet begun their mitigation, and the case was adjourned for them to mitigate, as well as for any replies from the prosecution.

There are a total of 7 men involved in this series of cases: J, K, L, M, N, O and P.

The cases for J and O are pending

_________________________________

The original article anon supplied in Spanish

[coffeeviolinist]

Stolen Helicopter

Rei sighed and rubbed a hand over his eyes tiredly, trying to rid himself of the headache he could feel threatening to build up. It had been an unusually stressful day at the office today, even by his standards, and it was barely past one-thirty. Several of his NPA subordinates had fallen sick with the flu going around Beika, which left Rei and Kazami to pick up the slack.

Still, though, he supposed he couldn't complain too much. Filling out a mountain of paperwork was tedious, but Rei would happily take it over riding in a car with Vermouth all day or dealing with Gin breathing in his general direction. Even though he was still supposed to be a loyal Organization member, that didn't mean he wanted to see them any more than absolutely necessary.

On the other hand, he was definitely going to regret it if he didn't step away from his computer for a few minutes. He had been typing away at his laptop for the past seven hours straight, and he could feel the strain the bright screen was putting on his eyes. Deciding that now was as good a time as ever to take a short break, Rei got up and headed for the break room, hoping to grab a canned coffee from the vending machine. When he entered, he found Kazami drinking a mug of tea and watching a news report on the television.

"Kazami," Rei said by way of greeting, giving his subordinate a nod.

"Eh? Oh, Furuya-san, you're taking a break too?" Kazami asked, looking understandably surprised. Rei's workaholic tendencies were almost legendary amongst everyone who knew him.

"Not for long. I just came to get myself some coffee, and then I'll be heading back to my desk," he corrected. Glancing at the television, he saw that the newscaster was currently reporting on a stolen helicopter and snorted. "Stealing a helicopter, really? Honestly, the things people will do for attention these days..."

"Well, it seems to be working. They've got cameras all over the scene," Kazami pointed out mildly.

Rei just shrugged, not really having an answer to that. He would have turned away and gone to get his coffee had something else not caught his attention.

Why do I feel like I've seen the people on that helicopter before?

Slowly, he turned to look at the screen again. Just then, one of the news cameras focused on the passengers in the helicopter. As soon as he saw who was inside, Rei wanted to scream out of anger and excitement.

There were two people inside the helicopter.

Two people that he knew very well.

Conan Edogawa and Shuuichi Akai (currently disguised as Subaru Okiya), were waving at the camera, both of them sporting identical mischievous grins. Akai appeared to be saying something, but the microphones weren't close enough to pick up what it was. Rei would have tried to read his lips, but his brain seemed to have short-circuited.

How the hell had they even managed to get a helicopter in the first place?

"We are still on the scene where attempts at convincing these two to return the helicopter have continued to be in vain," the reporter announced. "Several rescuers were prepared to offer them a deal in exchange for the helicopter, but the man informed us that 'only a sucker would fall for a bargain with us' and the boy claimed that the only way he would consider a deal is if we brought him a dragon."

Finally, part of Rei's brain finally kicked back into gear, and he whipped out his phone, furiously dialing Akai's number. Fortunately for whatever remained of his sanity, the sniper picked up fairly quickly.

"Hello, Furuya-kun, is there something-?"

"Shuuichi Akai!" Rei growled into the speaker. "When I told you to find a way to keep Conan-kun entertained today, this was not what I had in mind!"

"Well, really, you could have been more specific-"

"Hi there, Amuro-san!" Conan's voice piped up. "Are you watching us? We're on TV right now!"

Rei let out an exasperated sigh. "Yes, Conan-kun, I can see that you're on TV. And so can everyone else in Japan, I'm sure. Honestly, what on earth possessed you to think that-?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," the shrunken detective interrupted. "Don't worry about it, we'll give it back once we've had enough fun. And hey, we've got a message for you too! Look at the TV!"

Confused, Rei looked back at the television, then groaned when he saw that Akai and Conan were holding up a giant banner that read "HELLO ASSHOLE".

He was so grounding them both when they came home tonight.

[droctaviolovecraft]

ANM-376: Television Entity (art by Viper11)

http://mothrainstitution.wikidot.com/anm-376

ANM-376 must be kept within a standard humanoid containment cell at Site-██. The cell must be equipped with a television connected to a closed-circuit camera system for observation purposes. The television must be monitored at all times, and only a single channel should be available on the television. To confine the entity, personnel must ensure that no unauthorized viewing of the channel through which ANM-376 manifests occurs. Under no circumstances should personnel watch the channel and the TV on which the entity appears, as this could result in a containment breach.

Access to ANM-376's containment chamber is restricted to Level 3 personnel and above, and all personnel entering the chamber must undergo a psychological evaluation afterward. The 376 containment chamber must be inspected daily for signs of tampering or escape attempts.

Description: ANM-376 is a humanoid entity of unknown origin and composition. It appears to be composed of a dark, shadowy substance and has no discernible facial features. 376 has the ability to manifest within television screens, primarily those that transmit analog signals. It selects a single individual as its target, referred to as ANM-376-1, by unknown means.

ANM-376-1 is generally chosen at random and can be of any age, gender, or background. Once ANM-376 has selected a target, it will begin to manifest on the screens of any television sets in the vicinity of ANM-376-1. This manifestation only occurs when ANM-376-1 is watching television.

When ANM-376 appears on the screen, it will attempt to harm ANM-376-1 by extending out of the television screen and inflicting physical injuries. The severity of these injuries varies but often results in significant trauma or death. 376 will then leave the television screen and proceed to eliminate 376-1 personally.

After eliminating 376-1, the creature will remove the skin from the corpse and use it as a disguise for an indeterminate period. During this period, it will mimic the behavior and mannerisms of its previous victim to avoid detection. Once ANM-376 feels sufficiently secure or perceives a threat to its disguise, it will discard the skin and leave the area.

ANM-376 exhibits a notable ability to detect individuals who are not 376-1 and will not manifest or attack them under any circumstances. It is unknown how ANM-376 selects its targets or how it can distinguish between 376-1 and others.

[zumainthyfuture]

Marie Van Brittan Brown, born on January 7, 1922, was an African-American nurse and inventor from Queens, New York City. In 1966, at the age of 44, she came up with the brilliant idea to create a unique home surveillance device with a closed circuit television security system.

She and her husband, Albert L. Brown, applied for the patent and invented a system with a motorized camera that could show images on a monitor. That patent (#3,482,037) was eventually granted, and her invention went on to become a technological precursor to how modern day home security systems would be designed.

Brown's invention had very unique features for the time; The motorized camera at the door could slide up and down to look out of four peepholes. Anything the camera captured would be displayed on a monitor. Her system also included a radio-controlled lock that would allow the front door to remotely unlocked, and an audio-video alarm system that could be used to see and communicate with whoever was at the door.

For her genius invention, which obviously contributed to the future of home security systems, Brown was given a prestigious award by the National Scientists Committee (NSC). But for the most part, her invention has gone unnoticed and undocumented by the mainstream media and literature.

Sadly, Marie Van Brittan Brown died on February 2, 1999 at the age of 77-years old.

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Snippets pt2

"For the record, I'd like you to know that we are being recorded by a set of closed circuit televisions. Anything you say, think or do here will be distributed amongst my colleagues for assessment,” he told me. 

Great. Just fucking great. I couldn't school my thoughts, I was about to be forced to accept some (most likely) terrible offer in exchange for my life. And a bunch of pansy bureaucrats were going to replay this a dozen times over and debate every minor twitch and blink I did. For their sake, I stuck my tongue out at the camera.

Pullman ignored my antics and extracted a sheet of paper from a briefcase. “Before we begin, I need to ask you a few questions, just to ensure you will cooperate with us in good faith,” he said. “Answer them truthfully. Do not attempt to be deliberately obtuse or give deceiving answers.”

I rolled my eyes and nodded. Gods, this entire setup reminded me of the day the Garvenoi Exorcist Corps had found out about my magic, complete with idiotic questionnaire. “Let me guess, question one is what's my name? And number two's about my physical features?”

Pullman gave me a level stare. “As a matter of fact, it is. We need to ask such questions to asses-”

“Assess that I'm not completely off my rails and I don't think I'm a one-eyed goddess with rainbow hair. Yeah, I know,” I interrupted.

“I would appreciate it if you did not interrupt me,” Pullman said as he flicked another switch on the remote.

Instantly, electricity flooded me, and I writhed in agony. That bloody bastard! He- The pain wiped out all coherent thought, and I kicked against my restraints and slammed my head against the padded headrest helplessly.

“I hope that cleared up some doubts,” he said as the suffering subsided, leaving me glaring at him murderously. “I am not a cruel man, and I do not take pleasure in hurting you. But I will not tolerate rudeness.”

I'm not the sort to rage-induced stupidity or angry outbursts. I've always thought that fits of pique were unbecoming of mind-mages. But there and then, mind-reading device broadcasting all my thoughts or not, I swore to all the dead gods that I would make Pullman regret it. I would break his autocratic, self-righteous little spirit and leave him a mindless husk. It didn't matter how long it would take. I would crawl out of my grave as a ghost if it was necessary. Nobody, and I meant nobody disrespected me without paying for it a thousandfold.

I met Pullman's stare and held it. It gave me a spark of satisfaction to see his imperturbable mask crack as he trembled ever so slightly. Nobody intimidated quite like a mind-mage.

“Right,” he said, subdued.

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Learn How to Defeat Facial Recognition Cameras/Software

Everywhere you walk you’re subjected to an array of CCTV (Closed-circuit Television) cameras. When you’re in the convenience store, the shopping mall, in a restaurant…all of these cameras are continually capturing your photographs. No big deal, right? I mean, you're a twitter and tweet social butterfly with e-mails, texts, and Facebook posts . . . what could be the harm in that?

Our Anonymity is a Thing of the Past. Why? Because, not only does government and "big tech" want to control the population, they want a complete audio and video surveillance of every person to know where they are going and what they are doing. The following provides suggestions on how to defeat surveillance.

In his article Low-Tech Solutions To High-Tech Tyranny, Brandon Smith provides suggestions on how to defeat surveillance such as:

- Become aware of, and educated about, security cameras

- Wear baseball caps and sunglasses to break up the outline of your face, ears, and noticeable facial "quirks" and characteristics peculiar to you

- Wear a Balaclava - most useful in the winter to keep warm and appear less conspicuous

- Remember the movie Minority Report with Tom Cruz? Eyes are an identifying characteristic that should be covered or disquised.

- Cover identifying scars, birthmarks and tattoos with clothing or masking creams

- Wear a decorative "surgical mask" as fake protection from illness

- Avoid spending large amounts of time directly underneath the little camera-domes, camera lenses, and recording devices

- Position yourself so others (and cameras) can't see what's on your smartphone or computer screen

- Use mylar emergency space blanket material (reflects about 90% body heat) to mask from heat-sensing equipment

- Use makeup and prosthetics to help hide bone structure. By styling hair and wearing makeup in certain patterns, facial recognition can be fooled. Wear a knee brace to change the gait of your walk

- "Blind" cameras by shining a bright light in the lens of a camera

- Learn How to Build a personal EMP disrupter to destroy electronic surveillance equipment.

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A Guide to Hiding CCTV Cameras for Maximum Home Security

Ensuring the safety of one’s family and property is a top priority among homeowners and a security camera installation is a proactive step toward achieving that goal. 

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