#CraftMats

[fruitcage]

[seerofmike]

PSA: do not log into apex today, the new ranked split has reset several peoples' accounts--people have lost levels, BP progress, BP *ownership*, coins, craftmats, tokens, and cosmetics including heirlooms.

[doppleganger-rental]

Was there ever a general consensus determined as to whether Craftmatic Adjustable Beds were amazing or a complete joke?

[zeloinator]

🔮: If they were to feature in the art of a tarot card, which one would it be and why? (For as many as you want to do)

🏁: What do they consider to be their main goal in life, the thing that motivates most of their actions? (For Zee)

Thank you so so so much for the ask!! I loveeeeeed doing these! I still cant decide on the tarot card for Zee >.<

🔮: If they were to feature in the art of a tarot card, which one would it be and why? (For as many as you want to do)

This is such a great question cause I’ve just started learning more about tarot and so I got to sit and think about this!!(I’m doing this for everyone :3) 

Zee Zalinos- She is The Chariot, a force of willpower and strength, when she stumbles it is destructive, but she always finds herself back to her path. I also love the Tower for her as well, I keep thinking of both of them for her! 

Love Bird- Death, I know I haven’t talked about his lore really at all (whoops) but; he was once a Garlean soldier. More of an assassin really. Forced to kill for Garlemald to protect the lives of his small village, or that's what they told him. After his fight with Zee, he slaughtered his backup unit, sneaking a visit to his village. It was gone, obliterated at least a year ago. This is when he shed all traces to his past self, taking on a few different names before becoming Love Bird. He transitioned early in his life before his capture, always finding joy in the play that is “gender”. Post-Endwalker much of his old self returned, feeling able to relax for the first time in over a decade. Now after that surprise lore dump I hope it makes a little more sense. Love Bird is constant metamorphosis to me! <3

Ellaeuxlynn Estara- The Hierophant! Her early life was all tradition, conformity, promises of acceptance once she is older and more accomplished. She knew all that was lies so she has forged her own path through her rebellion, making her own way and using new approaches as she invents. Ell currently is 100% reversed Hierophant!

Kask’ov Amon’tillado- Reversed Emperor, tyranny, rigidity, and coldness are her bedtime rituals! (vampire sex joke here)

🏁: What do they consider to be their main goal in life, the thing that motivates most of their actions? (For Zee)

– <3 Shadowbringers Spoilers <3 – <3 Endwalker Spoilers <3 –

Zee had always strived for ending the war with Garlemald, and, on a much smaller scale, do all she can to help those disabled by war. That's what initially drove her to Eorzea and to Gridania. Her family, to her knowledge, had died in the calamity, before that 3 of her siblings were captured by Garlemald, she presumes they are dead as well. But Shadowbringers changed her ENTIRE perspective. Once Zee got Azem’s stone, flashes of memories that are not hers have been haunting her with vivid dreams often turning into night terrors as well. Her curiosity drives her to want to know more as to why this is happening. Now post- Endwalker Zee finds her curiosities ever more present as she does her rounds in her places of care. Caring for the disabled animals on her island sanctuary, stopping by the orphanage in Idyllshire when anyone is sick, dropping off material for Ell (and her craftmates in Ell’s new shop for making all kinds of disability aids for personal use and for homes and inventing new tech as well), and delivering prosthetics when she has the spare time. 

[pionoplayer]

Aye, the humans are long gone 'round these parts, confined to the blasted wastelands they made of their exile realm. Assuming any of 'em survived those bombs they dropped on 'emselves anyway. But the pieces of their ol' empire can still be found on th' battlefields.

Newer races say th' places are cursed. F'only twere somethin' that easy. Humans ain't ones what used magic, like the gnomes, they worked with the world and its physical properties. Constructions more elaborate 'n precise than even elfwork spells. Even the slightest error left things which wouldn' take the way they were made for.

'n when the monkeyfolk started losin' their war they started gettin' sloppy. Whole lotta their weapons are still there in those old war graveyards. They ain't cursed, but minefields an' faulty sentry droids that can still up an' detonate without warnin' long after their makers are gone are worse. You can't unravel th' the whole problem in one go.

No curse to break, no ring to shatter or core to kill. Just miles 'n miles 'n miles of dangers that all have t' be removed one by one. So ain't anybody bothered. Nothin' left there worth demining entire valleys an' all the casualties that would cause. They killed enough a' us way back then. Don't need those old wars killin' more o' us a thousan' years after.

So what was I doin' wanderin' th' graveland? Well... I wasn't. Somethin' else was. An old war machine, one of the old "tanks". In fits 'n starts, never attackin' anything. Didn' even bother with the critters on the edge of the fields like rogue sentries normally do.

Maybe it was foolhardy a' me to check on my own. But 'twas that or risk the thing wandering off while I was gettin' help. So I went out, got my armor on, and caught up to th' thing.

Ah, turns out I needn'tvr wooried, I s'pose. Poor thing hit a bad patch 'f earth left by a cryobomb goin' off a while back. Portside treads collapsed into the hole, and the others couldn' pull it out. I approached from behind, blindspot see, and it saw me, but dunno if it was for not bein' able to hit me anyway or not bein' hostile even at th' start th' thing didn' even aim its guns.

I figured, y'know, ya hear o' the ancient gunsmithers, who learned t' mimic th' humans work. How they say even th' humans weapons have voices their own? Decided to try that. 'cept... When I did that I heard two. Not two differen' voices actually, th' same one twice. Spoke to me through the steel, and through its old sending system.

It sounded... tired. Thas' the word. Said it was lookin' for its masters. That it sat waitin' for so long, waitin' to be needed again... Then it thought maybe it WAS needed, that maybe it just couldn' be reached...

Ah... all you lads and lasses know what its like when a good sword or pick's been left waitin in some old hall for years, yeah? You c'n feel th' loneliness on 'em if they been used enough to start rememberin'. This... This was an 'undred times worse. I reckon its what the squid and treefolk mean when they mention "feelin' another's pain" through their links. Even the old storied blades ain't gonna give you a shock like its your own emotions 'less it was magicked into bein' alive.

Now imagine bein' alone for hundreds a' years. Imagine wanderin' like that t' find your clan. Most a' your siblings won' wake up, most a' the ones that do 'ave gone mad. Maybe you wonder sometimes if you've gone mad.

So I did what any right thinkin' dwarf aught ta. Told her what happened. And when she asked if she could have a new purpose I brought her home.

An', well, that might be why I gathered all a' ya here, my craftmates and friends, 'fore I went to th' elders. That ol' machine spoke like no weapon I ever held before. Like a shield, cannon, and sword in one. But more than that she spoke like a person.

I think we were wrong when we all decided th' humans left nothin' o' worth behind we hadn' already learned. They left behind a child race. Those machines they lef' behind ain't mad dogs. They're broken slaves. I've got one of 'em back in my den, waitin' for me to figure out how to give her somethin' less broken than her old body.

But the humans lef' behind a servitor race, like the legends say the orcs and angels and cogmen all were once. An' the rest of us lef' 'em behind on accident too. So... Guess what I'm sayin' is...

Tomorrow, when I get up 'n go to see th' elders. Can I coun' on my kin to back me up? Help me prove tha' we still got unfinished business in those old bomb ridden fields?

Dwarfs can hear a weapons voice, Swords speak in vigor, Bows speak with precision, Hammers are blunt and to the point. But when a Dwarf found an old human tank, as their fingers ran across its barrel it heard it say a tired firm voice “I will watch until I am needed again”

[jinnibrooks]

2 Chainz - I'm Different

Title: I'm Different

Artist: 2 Chainz

Album: Based on a T.R.U. Story

Released: November 8, 2012

Lyrics: Yeah Yeah I'm different, yeah, I'm different I'm different, yeah, I'm different I'm different, yeah, I'm different Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing Middle finger up to my competition I'm different, yeah, I'm different (yeah) I'm different, yeah, I'm different (yeah) I'm different, yeah, I'm different (Tru) Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing Pull to the scene, but my roof gone (roof gone) When I leave the scene, bet your boo gone (boo gone) And I beat the pussy like a new song (boom) 2 Chainz, but I got me a few on (yup) Everything hot, skip lukewarm (ugh) Tell shawty bust it open, Uncle Luke on Got a present for the present and a gift wrapping I don't feel good, but my trigger happy (bah) Bet the stripper happy, bet they wish had me And I wish a nigga would like a kitchen cabinet And me and you are cut from a different fabric I fucked her so good, it's a bad habit (damn) Bitch, sit down, you got a bad atti' Gave her the wrong number and a bad addy (Tru) You ain't going nowhere like a bad navi' Ass so big, I told her to look back at it (whoa) Look back it (whoa), look back it (whoa) Then I put a fat rabbit on the Craftmatic I am so high, attic I am so high like a, addict I'm different, yeah, I'm different I'm different, yeah, I'm different I'm different, yeah, I'm different Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing Middle finger up to my competition I'm different, yeah, I'm different I'm different, yeah, I'm different (yeah) I'm different, yeah, I'm different (ugh) Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing 2 Chainz, got your girl on the celly And when I get off the celly I made her meet at the telly When she meet at the telly I put it straight in her belly When it go in her belly, it ain't shit you can tell me, ugh (ugh) Hair long (long), money long (yeah) Me and broke niggas we don't get along Hair long (long), money long (yeah) Me and broke niggas we don't get along (tell 'em) I paid a thousand dollars for my sneakers 'Ye told you, a 100k for a feature "Ee-er Ee-er" sound of the bed (bed) Beat it up, beat it up, then I get some head (head) Well, I might get some head, then I beat it up I don't give a fuck, switch it up, nigga, live it up (up) Yeah, it's going down, so get up (up) Might valet park a Brinks truck (ugh) I'm different, yeah, I'm different I'm different, yeah, I'm different I'm different, yeah, I'm different Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing Middle finger up to my competition I'm different, yeah, I'm different I'm different, yeah, I'm different I'm different, yeah, I'm different Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing

[au79ier]

FLOW CRAFTMATIC LIKE WE MARCHING FOR DIMES/LOBBYISTS EN ROUTE/FORWARDIZEGANCE/AND - RHINE #

[djregular]

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[fruitcage]

[scrmnviking]

Dear fucking sunshine, I hate trolls.

No, it's the same amount of sandwich.

No, the geometry is easy and it's goddamn basic. Like yo mama.

Area of a rectangle is length times width. If the sides of the sandwich are 2 and 2 (for easy math) then the rectangles have an area of 2 (1x2). The area of the whole sandwich is 4 (2x2). The area of a right triangle ( contains a 90 deg angle), then the area is the length of the two sides not opposite the 90 deg angle divided by 2. So, the sandwich triangle is still 2 (2x2 / 2). ANY cut that leaves equal halves will give you the same volume in each half BY DEFINITION).

There's a comment that says the circumference of the diagonal is longer so more sandwich which doubly hurts because 1) it's a perimeter (circumference is a special case perimeter of a circle, like a square is a special case of a rectangle or yo mama's a special case of a warthog) 2) the perimeter can increase without the volume changing e.g. extrusion and 3) the volume is still the same, like water poured from a rocks glass into a highball or yo mama poured from a couch into a craftmatic adjustable bed.

And the pendant who said the diagonal cut took more out of the sandwich, the scale on which this is measured makes whatever is lost to sticking to the knife or crumbs that fell off irrelevant, like yo mama at a parent teacher conference.

It was supposed to be an obvious joke, but those flat earth creationist MFs got to go ruin that shit.

[itssplatmat-blog]

Splatmat Ltd is a Reusable Mat Retailer in Boulder, CO

Have fun making a mess with a mat for all that from Splatmat Ltd in Boulder, CO. Splatmat Ltd. is a family-owned company which was founded in 2017 by two people; Jen and John. We wanted to create a simple multi-use product which is environmentally safe and reusable over and over again. Our products are divided into two main categories:

Artistic line (non toxic mat)

Protection line (non toxic mat)

Everyone makes a mess sometimes. The team's focus was to create a sustainable and reusable product that helps catch almost any mess made, while at the same time protecting surfaces. These reusable mats are used in households and by plumbers, masons, painters, and other trade workers, who can all choose from an inventory of cat and dog mats, craft mats, car mats, gun mats, drop cloths, and more. You can even get a custom coating done for any smaller object made from leather, cloth, plastic, or other material for superior protection and durability.

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[feelmycraft]

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[fuzzyghost]

[karpad]

Craftmatic Bedworld Eldar

Craft beer world Eldar

[contac]

This guy in the Craftmatic Adjustable Bed commercial from 1986 has upsettingly long limbs.

[spinkt]

Nothing is making me feel like an old person more than how useful I'd find having an adjustable bed right now