#NATURAL RUBBER FOAM

[mymerit]

BALL WPR NTRL RBR FOAM 6IN

The “BALL,WPR,NTRL RBR FOAM,6IN” is a specially designed tool that is commonly used in the drilling industry. This tool is designed to clean the inside of the drill pipe to prevent any damage that can occur during the drilling process. It is made from hig

The “BALL,WPR,NTRL RBR FOAM,6IN” is a specially designed tool that is commonly used in the drilling industry. This tool is designed to clean the inside of the drill pipe to prevent any damage that can occur during the drilling process. It is made from high-quality natural rubber foam, which is a durable material that can withstand harsh drilling conditions. Basic Data…

[sweetandgentlecreature]

The Old Ball and Chain

Authors Note: So, uh…Was laying down to go to bed and had a thought. Definitely not quite my usual content, so I’m not going to add my taglist just in case this is too heavy for some readers. (Can you tell what part of my cycle I’m in?)

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Female Reader

Warnings: Simulated Dubcon, Bondage, Brief mentions of fingering (female receiving), and Unprotected p-in-v sex. I am an adult, and due to the nature of this content, all works created by me will be rated for those 18 years and older. Minors, DNI.

Time passes slowly when you can’t see the clock on the wall, ticking down to an undetermined amount of time spent on the bench. Ass hanging off of the edge, knees bent, ankles shackled and held aloft by cold chains anchored to the outside of the plywood partition. The hole is just wide enough for my bottom half to fit through, the opening carefully carved and wrapped in foam and leather for my comfort. Wouldn’t want to get a splinter, of course.

The room is dim and cold. Goosebumps dance and scamper up and down my arms, and I can’t tell if I’m shivering through the cold or in anticipation for what’s to come. Soon, the unmistakable sound of tires tracking through gravel tells me what I need to know. The engine comes to a stop just outside of the door, followed by heavy foot falls crunching their way up the path. My breath catches in my throat, and I swallow hard to calm my anxious nerves. The door opens as he steps inside, then closes with a heavy thud behind him. He doesn’t speak, but he doesn’t have to. That’s not a part of the agreement anyway. Ragged breath from the heaving chest of the beast on the other side of the wall paints a picture in my mind. He’s been thinking about this all day.

Rubber boot soles thud across the concrete floor with each determined stride, until he stands (what I presume is) before me. Slow, deep breaths in through the nose and out through the mouth pour over my bare skin and light me ablaze. When I close my eyes, I imagine the look on his face. Brow furrowed, eyes dark with lust, sizing me up as I lay open for him like a feast to be devoured.

He touches me, warm, calloused fingertips pressing at the inside of my knees to open them wider as he takes his stance between them. Still quiet, still focused, he runs them up my thigh, nice and slow, until they reach their sticky and sweet destination. I gasp as the crassness of his ministrations when I feel him pinch the lips of my quivering pussy between his forefinger and thumb, not too hard, just enough to bring my wetness to the surface. My cup runneth over and spills to the floor with the pitter-patter of a soft summer rain. Heat rises in my face, but before I can react, he slides a thick finger through my petals to collect the nectar, then slips it inside of me.

The intrusion, albeit a surprise thanks to the division between us, is a welcomed one, and I hum in delight as he explores. It’s a test, and it seems that I’ve passed when he takes it away again. My heart pounds in my chest and rings in my ears as I wait for his next move. Digging my nails into the wood beneath me, the anticipation is almost too much to stand, when… no. Surely he isn’t…but then he does it again. Slow, deep, and heavy, he takes another breath, then sighs in relief. I close my eyes when I hear him suck his fingers clean. I must be good enough to eat.

The rattle of what I can only guess is his belt loosening makes me shutter, followed by the soft pop of the button and the slow downward zip of his fly. He parts my swollen lips with the tip of his cock, hot and heavy against my eager flesh as he slides it through my folds to collect more wetness. One hand holds my leg as the other is braced against the partition as he brings it down to slowly insert himself inside of me.

It’s a snug fit, and the sting of the stretch to fit around him is delicious. A breathy little moan escapes my dry, parted lips as he settles inside of me. He’s patient enough to let me adjust, but the man is no saint. It’s not long before he draws himself out again, then thrusts inside once more. Again and again, slow at first but quickly gaining momentum, the chains that hold me aloft rattle against the board with each drive of his hips against mine. He chooses the tempo, and I buck my hips up to meet it.

Hard, harder, harder; fast, faster, faster, he keeps going. His breath is uneven and ragged as he seeks out his climax. My thighs tremble around him, toes flexing and curling with each deep thrust until I’m seeing stars. Just when I think I can’t take any more, he grunts, loud and thunderous as he comes undone. buried to the hilt deep inside of me. He stills, hands trembling as they support beneath my knees, and he doesn’t move until he’s finished. Sweat drips from my nose and I wipe it away with the back of my hand as he pulls away, leaving me full of his spent and dripping onto the table beneath me. My body aches, and pin-prickles burn the soles of my feet as I wiggle my toes for relief. Just then, the hinges of the barrier between us squeak as he drops the top half down to peer at me from his side of the wall.

“Fuck, baby. That was better than I ever imagined it could be.”

Nimble fingers work to loosen the snares on my ankles one by one, and he catches my feet, lowering them slowly to lessen the strain as I sit upright again. Giggling softly, I brush my sweat-dampened hair from my eyes.

“It was fun, wasn’t it?”

For weeks, we’d been practicing. Endless midnight conversations about the ins and outs of how this would work, evenings after work spent in the shop crafting the perfect platform to suit our needs. All of it leading up to the big show, and now it was over.

Sy grabs my foot, then the other, and begins massaging life back into them again. Once he’s done, he disappears to the sink in the corner of the garage to wet a wash rag with warm water to clean us up again. I wince as he glides it between my legs, but only for a moment, when he drops to his knees to get a better look. Rough whisker kisses brush along the inside of my thighs as he slowly works his way down, humming softly to himself as he takes his sweet time.

“You did so good,” he croons, beaming with pride as he takes care to wipe up the mess he’d left behind. With one final swipe, he tosses the rag towards the sink again and buried his head between my knees to make me shutter once more.

When his eyes meet mine, through a bramble of thick, dark lashes, I know that this is far from over. He smiles as he nuzzles against my mound, just as insatiable as the day we met. We share a silent truth in that moment, one that needs no words. I wouldn’t want him any other way.

“Happy Anniversary, Darlin’.”

[seat-safety-switch]

Imperator Butterpants, my charge for the weekend, had treed a squirrel in the park. Normally, I would help out the dog - that’s what is humans are for - but there’s a complication. A nearby toddler birthday party would be ruined by the sight of my aunt’s Pomeranian ripping a domestic rodent in half for fun. That’s the tragedy of the commons, right there. Exactly what Plato was talking about.

As a result, I squat gently and prepare myself to pick up the dog in a caring embrace. This feels natural, comforting. I am communing with my ancestors who tamed his ancestors, and in a moment I will have experienced the sensation of another living thing obeying my demands. Nothing doing. Butterpants turns around, snaps at my face, and dislodges my 3M Tekk P100 respiratory-particulate-protection bayonet fitting mask slightly. We are going home, I declare to a dog that does not understand English.

Luckily for me, I have prepared a vessel for transporting the dog. It is a sidecar consisting of an old bumper car, hastily welded with leftover Home Depot fence strapping (don't worry, I ground off most of the galvanization) to the side of a Razor Pocket Mod child's electric scooter. Well, I say "child's," but we both know that's some bullshit that I trot out to make the cop think it's impossible that I break the speed limit on this pink piece of plastic. In actuality, I know that there is no way that the officer is tuned-in enough to electronic engineering to realize that the several hundred pounds of lithium ion phosphate pouch batteries ziptied together under the seat is easily enough stored energy to launch this thing into low earth orbit should I decide to whack the throttle bare open. Plus, it means I can ride in the bike lane, which is good. Have you seen what kind of maniacs drive cars?

Despite what I just told you, I pin the throttle nonetheless, knowing that the aggregate resistance of the battery cables momentarily turning to a liquid will act as a sort of dynamic throttle control. We are off, both figuratively and literally. You might have encountered in the past a dog wearing "doggles," which is a portmanteau of the word "dog" and "goggles." Eye protection for dogs is absolutely critical at these kinds of velocities, and it is for that reason that I have placed a welding mask on the muzzle of my aunt's dog, protecting him from impacts with bugs, gravel, and other multi-use-pathway users.

We get home in quite a hurry, so much so that I have to use my neighbour's garden hose to extinguish the foam-rubber tires bonded to the rear hub motor. Imperator Butterpants is dazed initially, having reached a land speed formerly only attempted by dogs named Laika, but soon recovers. And, hey! We got that squirrel after all, although I'm pretty sure I'll have to peel it off of the welding mask and run it through a strainer before I can put it in with his Ol' Roy.

[kaycrowley]

Winter Cabin (Chapter 1)

You and Loki decide to spend some time away from the city to a quiet, cozy cabin in the middle of nowhere.

(Fluff Galore!)

Tags: @lokisgoodgirl @foxherder @prince-ben-solo @anukulee @lokischambermaid @wheredafandomat @holdmytesseract @glitchquake @lokisstarlight

It felt so nice to get away from the hustle and bustle of New York City, especially with your boyfriend, Loki. You were feeling a bit overwhelmed by the crowded stores, the calls and visits from Family, and attending a big Christmas party Tony had thrown. Loki had suggested that you spent a couple of weeks in a cabin together, where you could be alone and away from it all. Loki pulled up to a beautiful log cabin with a gravel circle driveway. You looked up in awe at the sturdy wooden structure, it had a porch with two rocking chairs, an emerald green door decorated with a wreath made of real pine needles and decorated with pinecones, holly berries, and a big red bow.

"Loki, it's beautiful!" You exclaim, sounding like a child on Christmas morning.

Loki chuckled at your reaction. "Wait until you see the inside, darling." He parked the Jaguar and you two exit the vehicle to grab your luggage and the large cooler full of food and drinks that you both packed. Loki handled both of your suitcases, while you dragged the rolling cooler to the front door. He reached into the pocket of his dark blue jeans and pulled out a little gold key with a big, rubber green tag with the number 61 on it. He unlocked the front door and allowed you to go in first. You couldn't believe your eyes when you saw the inside; a fully furnished cabin with a flat-screen TV, a fireplace, a fully functional kitchen, and even a fresh cut Christmas tree in the corner, fully decorated with ornaments, lights, tinsel, and a star on top.

"Oh my God, Loki..."

"Wait until you see the bedroom." Loki smiled, shutting the door behind him. "It's got a King-sized bed, a flat-screen as well, and it even has an en-suite bathroom."

"No way!" You looked back at Loki, who smirked and beckoned you to the back where the bedroom is. Sure enough, as soon as he turned on the light, you were immediately greeted by a large bed, made from logs and topped with plaid blankets and fluffy pillows, as well as a few decorative pillows, two of which were completely plaid, and the center was cream-colored with a plaid silhouette of a bear. You immediately climbed into the bed to test it out, and you let out an "Oh my God..." as you realized that it was memory foam. Loki chuckled at your reaction. "Only the best for my favorite Mortal."

You sit up on the bed and looked at him. "Loki, this is too nice..."

"Nah, it's just right for these two weeks." Loki then beckoned you to the en-suite bathroom, to which you obliged, getting off the bed and looking in. There was a beautiful in ground bathtub with massage jets and a removable shower head, and the tub itself was big enough for two people to bathe in. "Ooh Loki, you thought of everything~" you purred. Loki smiled and replied. "It's one of their Honeymoon cabins, made specially for couples." You looked up at him and smirked. It all made sense, especially how private the cabin was, nothing but pine trees and nature surrounded the place...

You and Loki unloaded the cooler and placed everything in the refrigerator before hanging your clothes in the closet of the bedroom. This was going to be a good couple of weeks, just the two of you in this beautiful solitude.

[garroth-is-done]

Zenix J. Argos, Aged 14.

Spiritual age: 1,014

Pre-Shadow Knight Turning:

A quiet and subdued 14 year old freshman at Phoenix Drop High School. No one has ever heard him speak, and he hides from most people. He quickly fell in with the local small time gang “The Shadow Knights”, named after the undead knights of the 2nd Ireneian Era; where he quickly became agressive both verbally and physically. He is known for his wide-eyed thousand yard stare and how he seems to look right through people. He’s unnerving at the best of times, and down right scary at the worst.

He wears the usual boys school uniform (plain white button up, sky blue tie, khakis), accompanied by an extremely oversized school branded hoodie. His shoes are out of dress code, a pair of beat up old red high top converse that have seen better days and look a few sizes too small for the boy. Irene… his eyes are so fucking creepy…

Post-Shadow Knight Turning:

A violent and angry teenager. He’s prone to beating up and physically attacking other students, even those much older than him. No one willingly fights him; even the werewolf students back down and tuck their tails in an effort to avoid conflict. He can beat anyone in a fight, no matter how much stronger they look.

After the week the Shadow Knights were missing he looked much different from the timid and aggressive boy he had once been. His school uniform was now at least two sizes too small, showing off his grotesquely thin body; almost skeletal in nature. His skin and hair became darker; his eyes becoming almost red in color. There’s self harm scars on almost every inch of his body in various states of healing. He tries his best (which is not very well) to cover the ones on his arms with rubber bracelets, but it doesn’t work. His stare is now almost a thousand times worse. When before he was unnerving, he’s now down right terrifying to look at. Don’t engage with him, it’ll only end violently.

Shadow Knight Form:

The most aggressive of the local cryptids that have shown up in Phoenix Drop. Do. Not. Approach. It can and will attack you if given the opportunity to do so. It roams around the red light district of downtown Phoenix Drop; and it is not recommended to be out past sunset there. A curfew is in place for sundown each day, with an explicit warning that if you encounter this entity you agree that you are taking your own life in your hands and the city cannot be held accountable for serious injury or death. It is currently named and referred to in media as “The Prowler”.

Its armor consists of a black human rib cage in place of a chest plate, a piece of armor that looks akin to a human pelvic bone, and robotic looking arm and leg coverings. It has long, razor-like claws; and a glowing red void in its stomach that has been witnessed to transform into a second mouth with long black tentacles that are used to capture and devour prey. Its skin is dark gray in color, with glowing red eyes. There appears to be a black, almost bile-like substance foaming from its mouth. DO NOT ENGAGE UNDER RISK OF DEATH. IT WILL NOT LEAVE YOU ALIVE. DO NOT ENGAGE. THERE WILL BE NOTHING LEFT OF YOU.

(Part 4 of the “They Aren’t A Myth” AU)

[thestalwartheart]

The Weekend WIP

Here's a fic that may or may not be happening. It's Arthur/Eames (hello Inception fandom!), and the summary goes like this:

Yesterday, if anyone were to have asked Eames about nightmares, he'd have told them he stopped dreaming a long time ago. Today, he might say something different. Or: Eames watches, and waits, as Arthur puts everything on the line for Dom Cobb.

Long snippet under the cut!

The first time Eames meets the twisted facsimile of Mal in a dream, he’s in a maze. It’s neat. Geometric. All the art between the hedges is modern and monochromatic. Anyone could tell it’s one of Arthur’s builds because it has no flair at all. Still, it does the trick well enough. The job is small time, and Eames does it as a favour to Cobb, to whom he owes a few favours. Eames dislikes owing. He prefers being owed.

As soon as Eames turns around the maze’s final hedge and reaches the centre, he loses the ability to hold his forge.

Because there is Mal. Beautiful, charismatic, red-lipped Mal, dressed in a floor-length black gown and looking very much not dead.

And she’s putting out her cigarette on Arthur’s jaw.

Eames is not a forgetful man, but even still. He will be a man wasted, a drooling two-hundred-year-old breathing corpse who has forgotten even his own name before he forgets the twist of pain on Arthur’s face. Even then, he suspects he’ll remember.

Immediately, Eames shoots Arthur in the head to wake him up, then he shoots himself. He wakes up regretting that he hadn’t got a shot in at Cobb.

But it’s Arthur he opens his eyes to. Bloody Arthur, who’s already halfway across the empty warehouse, rolling his sleeves down and pretending like everything is still running smoothly. Even when he’s dishevelled, Arthur is neat. His sleeves aren’t just rolled up; they might as well be pressed. His face is blank. He’s never had many tells. It is, after all, the point of a point man to take the stress of the job and contain it—to absorb it, like foam rubber does to sound, and never let it back out again—and Arthur, oh, Arthur’s the best at what he does. Even before he started working with Cobb that was true. Now, it’s indisputable.

Only the slight downturn to Arthur’s mouth tells Eames something is off. Eames experiences a visceral urge to shake Arthur by the shoulders until something else comes loose.

Unprofessional, that.

Instead, he removes his cannula and watches as Arthur sucks at the bloodied pinprick on his arm.

“Thanks,” says Arthur.

“Arthur.”

Arthur ignores him.

“Arthur,” he repeats slowly. “Darling.”

“I’ll take care of it.”

Arthur marches off to the bathroom, and Eames watches as he does. His eyes dart to the same spot on Arthur’s jaw where Mal’s cigarette left its mark in the dream. There’s nothing there. Clean-shaven Arthur. Aftershaved Arthur. Stick-up-the-arse Arthur. He’s as spotless as he ever was.

Beside Eames, Cobb wakes up. Eames doesn’t look at him. Can’t. If he looks at Cobb, he’ll feel sorry for the bastard, and he’s too full of fury for that.

“Now, wasn’t that interesting?” he asks blithely. Instead of answering, Cobb lurches to the side of his chair and throws up.

There’s trouble, thinks Eames. There’s a lot of trouble.

Unfortunately for everyone, the trouble persists all day. Cobb retains a glazed, far-away look about him. It’s the look of a man who’d do anything, anything at all, to be back in that dream, standing next to the woman he loved. Eames isn’t unsympathetic. Few might believe it, but he’s a romantic man by nature. He knows the power of a good woman. He knows what love can do to a man. Eames may never have managed to hold onto it for long—love is always slipping through his fingers, always in a different city, in a different time—but he’s no stranger to it. He’s worried precisely because he knows what it can do.

No, even Arthur won’t be able to take care of this. Eames has seen better men than Dom fucking Cobb give in to temptation.

In the end, he’s right. It’s two very long years of trouble.

[pentragonart]

I had a free weekend without any plans so I decided to do Olruggios searneedle wand

Since I had no round timber laying around I used the stem of a spoon that I buyed for 2€ and cut the part with the spoon of.

Then I started carving and rasping the shape out of it

We have no official colours for the pen yet and I like the natural look of the wood, so I decided to keep it and only colour the part with the quill in.

I may change that later when we get the official colours though.

The golden ornament is also carved, the golden round parts on the quill are simple rubber foam

[foobagorch]

Working on a robot today

I work on a team that develops combat robots, and it is a very tedious task. This year alone I have put hundreds of hours into designing, prototyping, assembling, testing, and manufacturing our robot. I’ve made computer models, 3D printed components, worked with metal parts, developed organizational systems, drafted engineering drawings, drawn logos, and so much more. Every weekday im working on this thing and somehow even now theres still stuff left to do. Just today I was hoping to finish my work, so I would have time to relax and chat with some friends at the end of the day, but just as I finished all my work and was about to take some time off our driver comes in with the robot and points at the wheels. The wheels, which are custom made by our production team, were falling apart, even though we had just put them on a couple minutes ago. The outermost layer of rubber on the wheels was peeling right off. This hadn't happened with any of our other wheels so naturally my first thought was, “What the heck?? There goes my free time.” I disassembled the robot and removed one of the wheels to look at it, and then compared it with a matching wheel from one of our older sets.

The wheels are made by pouring liquid rubber around a plastic hub in the center so that when the rubber hardens around the hub it locks in place. Heres a picture that kinda shows how the two pieces go together:

(Sorry for terrible quality I drew this on a phone)

The newer wheel had a ton of bubbles in the rubber, and was way squishier than the old wheel. Too much air must have gotten in when we were mixing it and not gotten out when it hardened. Think of a block of foam verses a plastic brick. If you rub foam on sandpaper it’s just going to disintegrate because it has a bunch of air in it, while the plastic brick is going to take longer to degrade because it’s more dense. The old wheels were much more resistant to tearing because they were more dense. The new wheels were less dense because of all the bubbles, meaning that they just shredded apart when they rolled on the floor. Our only option here was to remove the bad rubber from around the hubs and re-cast the wheels. Unfortunately, removing the rubber really sucks. Or… at least it does when the wheels are cast properly. The squishy bad rubber came off really cleanly, and didn’t adhere to the central hub properly when it hardened meaning it was easier to remove. It still was difficult to take off because you kinda had to wedge a screwdriver between the hub and the rubber and pry it off, but not as bad as having to cut the rubber into chunks and manually scrape it off because it’s stuck to the central hub. Eventually I figured out that you could just put the wheel in a press and squeeze the hub right out of the rubber. It was super fun using the press to remove the rubber, and I was sad when I finished all of the wheels because now I couldn’t use the press anymore. So that took up all my free time but at least we don't have to deal with that later, hooray.

(oh also the robot cut me twice today because its really stinking sharp on the front :/)

[adventure-showdown]

What is your favourite Doctor Who story?

Spearhead from Space tied with the Ark in Space, and The Mind of Evil tied with Frontier in Space. Everything from day 4 has been given a second chance across two tiebreak groups

ROUND 2 MASTERPOST

synopses and propaganda under the cut

The Abominable Snowmen

Synopsis

Mysterious forces are at work in 1930s Tibet. Savage Yeti are besieging a Buddhist monastery. The Second Doctor, Jamie and Victoria arrive expecting a friendly welcome from the abbot, but soon become ensnared in the plans of the extradimensional being known as the Great Intelligence.

Propaganda no propaganda submitted

Fury from the Deep

Synopsis

The TARDIS lands on the surface of the sea, just off the east coast of England. The time travellers use a rubber dinghy to get ashore, where they are shot with tranquilliser darts and taken prisoner by security guards as they have arrived in the restricted area of the Euro Sea Gas refinery.

At the refinery base, run by a man named Robson, the Second Doctor learns that there have been a number of unexplained problems with the pressure in the feed pipes from the offshore drilling rigs and a strange sound is reverberating through the pipeline. It is later revealed that one of the rigs has sucked up a parasitic form of seaweed, which is capable of releasing poisonous gas or a strange kind of foam that allows it to take control of the minds of those it touches.

Propaganda no propaganda submitted

The Mind of Evil

Synopsis

Professor Emil Keller has created a machine that can pacify even the most dangerous of criminals. But when the Doctor and Jo arrive at Stangmoor Prison for a demonstration, things start to go horribly wrong - especially when they discover that the Doctor's old enemy the Master is responsible for the machine.

What could he possibly want from the criminals? And what connects him with an impending World Peace Conference?

Propaganda no propaganda submitted

The Claws of Axos

Synopsis

A group of gold-skinned aliens land on Earth and offer wondrous technology in exchange for fuel. The Third Doctor, however, isn't fooled, uncovering the Axons' true nature and once again facing his arch enemy, the Master...

Propaganda no propaganda submitted

Colony in Space

Synopsis

The Time Lords discover that the Master has stolen their secret file on the Doomsday Weapon. They grant the Doctor a temporary reprieve from his exile on Earth to deal with the crisis. He and Jo arrive on the planet Uxarieus and become enmeshed in a struggle between an agrarian colony and a powerful mining corporation.

Propaganda no propaganda submitted

Carnival of Monsters

Synopsis

The Doctor and Jo arrive on the SS Bernice, a cargo ship crossing the Indian Ocean. Things are not what they seem. A monster appears in the sea, events repeat themselves and a giant hand steals the TARDIS. Investigation reveals they are inside a miniscope, an alien peepshow sporting numerous miniaturised environments, which showman Vorg and his assistant Shirna have brought to amuse the populace of the planet Inter Minor.

 Propaganda no propaganda submitted

The Time Warrior

Synopsis

When scientists start to go missing in the 20th century, the Doctor is called in by the Brigadier to investigate. His investigations lead him to deduce that they are being kidnapped through time, and he sets off in pursuit, unknowingly kidnapping journalist Sarah Jane Smith in the process.

Arriving in the middle ages, the Doctor and Sarah find themselves caught up in the machinations of the robber baron Irongron and his "star warrior". The alien, a Sontaran named Linx, is arming him with modern weapons in return for helping him repair his damaged ship, and it's up to the Doctor and Sarah to stop him from ruining the Earth's timeline.

Propaganda no propaganda submitted

Planet of the Spiders

Synopsis

The blue crystal that the Doctor took from Metebelis III in a previous adventure is desperately sought by the Eight Legs, a race of mutated spiders, as the final element in their plan for universal domination. With help from an old mentor, the Doctor realises the only way to foil the plot is to make the ultimate sacrifice. The Doctor must risk death to return to the cave of the Great One and save the universe.

Propaganda no propaganda submitted

The Ark in Space

Synopsis

The TARDIS lands on a space station orbiting Earth in the distant future. It's seemingly deserted, but the Doctor, Sarah and Harry soon discover that they are not alone. Thousands of humans are in cryogenic sleep, and while they've slept their Ark has been invaded. A parasitic insect race, the Wirrn, have taken control and threaten the very future of mankind.

Propaganda

you’ve got to do it for the most iconic use of bubblewrap in the show, nay all of television, nay human history. (no but seriously it’s a very good story, even without the bubblewarp) (anonymous)

[materialsscienceandengineering]

Converting polyurethane foams to 3D printing resins

A team of chemical engineers at Zhejiang University, in China, has developed a way to convert polyurethane foams to 3D printing resins. In their paper published in the journal Nature Chemistry, the group describes their technique and possible ways the resins could be used. Polyurethane foams (also known as foam rubber) of the types that are found inside of car seats, couches and mattresses are used to make products more comfortable. They are actually a type of plastic that is made to expand by forcing gas bubbles into mixtures using a blowing agent. Such foams are notoriously difficult to recycle because of the curing process that is used to make them. Current approaches, as the researchers note, tend to be economically unattractive and also lead to the production of subpar byproducts. Because of that, most such products wind up in a landfill. In this new effort, the team in China has developed a novel approach to recycling such materials—one that they claim is both inexpensive and scalable. They describe it as an example of chemical upcycling, where typically discarded materials are converted to high-value products.

Read more.

[myshredda]

yeah chewlery is cool but what about some plain old dog toys. red’s gotta pull out the kong when duck is foaming at the mouth. the pig and the duck play tug of war with a rope :)

YES! I had a vague thought floating around of Red not being able to use rubber things and he'd have to use those big dog braided rope things for fun. He'd just be in the yard shaking the shit out of it to stim having the fucking time of his life and gets it tangled in his yarn and Duck has to untangle it as he moans and weeps.

It kind of ties into their non-human nature which I think it fun. Like they're just normal british citizens and then .5 seconds later Red and Yellow are playing tug of war in the kitchen while Duck shrieks at them to take it outside.

[wheelie-sick]

Ough!!! I love the pride wheelchair! (Currently looking at getting the same model or a different permobil) is it good? I've never gotten a custom fitted chair before so idk how to judge them

overall: yes, absolutely. there's a reason my model of wheelchair (TiLite Aero Z) is so popular

....but when you break it down it's a little more complicated

custom chairs don't really just come as a model, they come as a model with dozens of different options to choose from. every part of this chair can be customized. there are parts of my chair I love and parts of my chair I plan on changing.

footplate (angle adjustable aluminum): I don't really have many complaints about my footplate. it was initially set at an angle that caused my legs to regularly rattle off of it so I was very happy to have the angle adjustment ability. this footplate is also height adjustable, my footplate came too low so I had to raise it slightly. my only complaint is that my footplate tends to slip if I use it to step into my chair so I have to transfer without bearing weight on it.

seat cushion (comfort curve): this cushion is awful, it's a solid brick of foam and has given me many pressure sores. it's also a very sweaty cushion. I'm planning on switching to a stimulite cushion.

wheels (whatever the default wheels are): they're useable but when combined with solid rubber tires each wheel weighs 6lbs making the wheels over a third of the weight of my chair. in an ideal world I'd switch to spinergy wheels but I don't have that kind of money LOL

tires (primo solid tires): these last forever but don't have much grip so they're prone to skidding. I'm switching to shox solid wheelchair tires.

push rims (default metal): I'm okay with my push rims but they're very slippery and pretty much require wheelchair gloves to use. they also get cold very quickly. I'd certainly prefer natural fit push rims

clothing guards (aluminum): honestly these are a necessity. they keep my clothing clean and out of the wheels and they're very cozy. would recommend.

arm rests (tubular swing away arm rests): don't let custom wheelchair Tumblr tell you that arm rests just get in the way and serve no purpose because I love mine. they don't get in the way at all, they give me a nice spot to rest my arms (that isn't on my wheels which can lead to broken fingers if someone pushes you), they make transferring easier (especially important since I can't step on my footplate), and they offer a way to relieve pressure so I don't develop pressure sores. they're made with very comfortable materials. I love them. I'd strongly recommend them, you can always take them off if you decide you don't like them.

backrest (varlite icon low back system): actually my favorite part of my chair. this backrest is infinitely adjustable (height, depth, angle, left-right, firmness of the cushion, etc.) so you can create the most comfortable backrest possible. I adore mine, it does so much for my back pain.

push handles (integrated): I was originally supposed to have flip down push handles but they fucked up my order form. I was initially upset about it but they explained that one of the benefits was that I could use a wheelchair backpack without flipping the handles down in the process. I'm not totally sure that makes up for it but I actually haven't had many problems with my push handles (in part because I have a low backrest)

some of these things were upgrades and therefore require justification (assuming you're going through insurance)

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Say Goodbye to Back Pain: How a Latex Mattress Can Transform Your Sleep?

Are you tired of waking up with nagging back pain every morning? Your mattress could be the culprit behind your discomfort. Investing in a high-quality mattress is crucial for a good night's sleep and a pain-free morning. In this article, we will explore how a latex mattress can transform your sleep and bid farewell to back pain.

Introduction

Sleep is an essential aspect of our overall well-being, and a good mattress plays a significant role in achieving quality sleep. Back pain is a common issue that affects many individuals, and an inadequate mattress can exacerbate the problem. Fortunately, a latex mattress offers a promising solution to bid farewell to back pain and improve your sleep quality.

Understanding Back Pain

Before we delve into the benefits of a latex mattress, let's first understand the causes of back pain. Poor sleeping posture, improper spinal alignment, and insufficient support are some of the primary contributors to back pain. The wrong mattress can exacerbate these issues, leading to discomfort and disrupted sleep.

The Importance of a Good Mattress

Investing in a good mattress is crucial for maintaining proper spinal alignment and relieving pressure points. A supportive and comfortable mattress ensures that your body is properly supported throughout the night, allowing your muscles to relax and rejuvenate. A latex mattress, with its unique properties, offers numerous benefits for individuals seeking relief from back pain.

What is a Latex Mattress?

A latex mattress is crafted from natural or synthetic latex foam, known for its resilience, durability, and breathability. Natural latex is derived from rubber trees, making it an eco-friendly choice. Synthetic latex, on the other hand, is made from petroleum-based materials. Both options provide excellent support and comfort, but natural latex is preferred by those seeking an environmentally friendly alternative.

Latex Mattress and Back Pain Relief

One of the significant advantages of a latex mattress is its ability to alleviate back pain. Latex foam conforms to the body's contours, providing targeted support to the areas that need it most. By promoting proper spinal alignment, a latex mattress reduces pressure on the back, relieving pain and discomfort. The buoyancy of latex also prevents the sinking feeling associated with traditional mattresses, allowing for better sleep quality.

Benefits of Sleeping on a Latex Mattress

Pressure Point Relief: Latex mattresses distribute body weight evenly, relieving pressure points and reducing the likelihood of developing pain.

Spinal Alignment: The supportive nature of latex ensures proper spinal alignment, minimizing back pain and improving overall posture.

Durability: Latex mattresses are known for their long lifespan, ensuring you can enjoy the benefits of a supportive mattress for years to come.

Hypoallergenic: Natural latex is resistant to dust mites and mold, making it an excellent choice for individuals with allergies or asthma.

Motion Isolation: Latex mattresses absorb movement, making them an ideal choice for couples or restless sleepers.

How to Choose the Right Latex Mattress

When selecting a latex mattress, consider the following factors:

Latex Type: Choose between natural latex or synthetic latex based on your preferences and environmental concerns.

Firmness Level: Opt for a firmness level that suits your sleeping preferences and provides adequate support for your back.

Breathability: Look for a latex mattress with breathable properties to regulate body temperature and prevent overheating.

Certifications: Ensure that the latex mattress meets industry standards and certifications for quality and safety.

Maintaining Your Latex Mattress

To prolong the life of your latex mattress and maintain its performance, follow these care instructions:

Rotate the mattress regularly to distribute wear evenly.

Keep the mattress clean by using a mattress protector and spot cleaning any spills or stains.

Avoid placing heavy objects on the mattress to prevent indentations.

Follow the manufacturer's instructions for cleaning and maintenance.

Latex Mattress Myths Debunked

There are some misconceptions surrounding latex mattresses. Let's debunk a few common myths:

Myth: Latex mattresses are too expensive.Fact: While latex mattresses may have a higher upfront cost, their durability and long lifespan make them a cost-effective investment in the long run.

Myth: Latex mattresses are not suitable for individuals with allergies.Fact: Natural latex mattresses are hypoallergenic and resistant to dust mites and mold, making them an excellent choice for allergy sufferers.

Myth: Latex mattresses are too firm.Fact: Latex mattresses come in various firmness levels, allowing you to choose one that suits your comfort preferences.

Latex Mattress vs. Other Mattress Types

Let's compare latex mattresses with other popular mattress types:

Latex vs. Memory Foam: Latex offers more bounce and responsiveness compared to the contouring feel of memory foam. Latex also provides better temperature regulation.

Latex vs. Innerspring: Latex mattresses provide superior support and motion isolation, while innerspring mattresses are known for their affordability.

Latex vs. Hybrid: Hybrid mattresses combine latex with other materials, such as coils or memory foam, offering a balance of support, comfort, and durability.

Tips for a Better Sleep Experience

In addition to investing in a latex mattress, here are some tips to enhance your sleep experience:

Maintain a consistent sleep schedule.

Create a sleep-friendly environment by keeping your bedroom cool, dark, and quiet.

Establish a relaxing bedtime routine to signal your body that it's time to wind down.

Limit screen time before bed and avoid consuming caffeine or heavy meals close to bedtime.

Invest in high-quality pillows and bedding that complement your latex mattress.

Conclusion

Investing in a latex mattress is a wise choice for anyone seeking relief from back pain and improving their sleep quality. With its ability to promote proper spinal alignment, offer pressure point relief, and provide exceptional support, a latex mattress can transform your sleep experience. Say goodbye to back pain and embrace rejuvenating nights of uninterrupted sleep with the incredible benefits of a latex mattress.

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Postcards from Snagglepuss

And what a morning bracer this is!

SOMEWHERE IN THE COLORADO ROCKIES NEAR ESTES PARK: Picture, if you will, just around sunrise ... Huckleberry Hound and yours truly, just getting acclimated to waking up at well above a mile above sea level. And just getting up out of our hammocks, even, getting fitted into our wetsuits for a morning's dive into a rather esoteric mountain lake, likely filled with glacial meltwater even ... the mask/snorkel combi gets fitted, as well as the fins ... and even Wally Gator, otherwise acclimated for more humid climes, can't help but put in the proverbial last word:

"THIS alligator wouldn't go diving in waters like these, even if he were offered a million bucks, don't you know?! I'm more the sort fond of the Everglades, the Florida Keys, even the springs country, if you ask me!"

You just could not believe the view inherent from the shore of the lake we were about to dive into, discover even ... witness the distant foothills of the Rockies proper some 30 miles off to the west, not to mention the High Plains heading somewhat southerly. Heavens to John Denver!!!

One deep breath as we step out of the shallows ... and thanks to the wetsuit, the coolish waters manage to feel rather interesting as we get into the deep-breathing exercise for the descent.

And into a somewhat murky-looking lake doth we descend.

Credit the sensation of Neoprene foam rubber and Lycra for keeping the two of us warm in waters which were probably closer to 40 degrees when we came in ... and something of a sheer sort of weirdness inherent in such a lake as here. A weirdness which can easily turn fascinated--or is it fascinating?

But at least you've got something new and interesting coming from underwater in these parts. Such which the forehead-mounted GoPro cameras manage to capture in their--how shall I best parse it--barrenness? "Which," as Huckleberry Hound managed to explain over some instant oatmeal we had after the dive, "may be, in and of itself, interesting considering its nature."

"So I imagine ... so I imagine!" responded I. "And yet, imagine how Peter Potamus would respond! But then again, not even WiFi Internet is to be had in such remoteness, and cell phone reception likewise!"

"Thankfully," Huck explained, "I was able to rent us some satellite phones to keep in touch during our campout."

"Which reminds me," saith I, as I decided to get in some time with one Peter Potamus, probably somewhere up in Wisconsin with a couple of his diving buddies, to explain our experience.

"One thing I find worth mentioning to you at this time," he explained. "If you all could find your way to Spring Lake out by Stillwater, Minnesota sometime towards the end of July--"

"Which would probably be just ahead of our next Convocation over Pie Day in Braham, Minnesota in August," remarked I.

"Thanks for the reminder," Peter remarked. "Anyway, the reason we'd like you up at Spring Lake is for a rather interesting underwater ceremony involving my Magic Divers, which will have you and Huckleberry Hound duly recognised!"

"Now that will be one for the flicktoons, even!"

Peter Potamus couldn't help but chuckle over that last remark of yours truly.

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Where to Buy the Best Mattress for Your Needs

Are you struggling to get a good night's sleep? If you're feeling tired, groggy, and exhausted throughout the day, it could be a sign that you're not getting the restful sleep you need. And while there are many factors that can affect how well you sleep, one of the most important is your mattress.

Having the right mattress at www.bedsaleonline.co.uk and https://www.bedfurnitureworld.co.uk can make a huge difference in how restful your sleep is. A good mattress should provide the right amount of support, comfort, and durability for your body and needs. It should also be able to keep up with your changing sleep habits, such as when you switch between different sleeping positions.

But with so many different types of mattresses available, it can be hard to know which one will be best for you. In this article, we'll look at some of the things to consider when shopping for a mattress and how to choose one that can help you get a better night's sleep.

Types of Mattresses The first step to finding the right mattress by visiting https://www.thegoodbedcompany.co.uk is to understand the different types of mattresses available. There are several different types of mattresses, each with its own unique benefits and drawbacks. Here are some of the most popular types of mattresses and more by clicking here:

Memory Foam: Memory foam mattresses are made from layers of foam that mold to the contours of your body. This can provide a comfortable and supportive sleeping surface.

Latex: Latex mattresses are made from natural latex rubber, which is a highly durable and supportive material. Latex mattresses are also known for their ability to provide a consistent level of comfort and support.

Innerspring: Innerspring mattresses are the most common type of mattress and are made from coils of steel. They provide a traditional sleeping surface and are generally good for people who prefer a firmer mattress.

Hybrid: Hybrid mattresses combine different materials, such as memory foam, latex, and innerspring coils. This type of mattress is good for people who want the best of both worlds, as it can provide the comfort of memory foam and the support of an innerspring mattress.

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NIKE LUKA 1 PF WHITE/BLACK-VOLT/DQ6510-107

The latest colors dedicated to "Luka Dončić", who is moving up to a new stage of his career! LUKA DONČIĆ is a child prodigy who has blossomed into a natural talent with the NBA's DALLAS MAVERICKS. He leads the league in scoring average and is on track for a "triple-double season" with rebounds and assists. JORDAN LUCA 1" released from "JORDAN BRAND" is an ambitious performance model that lays down "Jordan Brand's" own latest material, "Formula 23" foam, in full-length for the first time. Sold out one after another in Japan, this model has made a name for itself in the sneaker scene. The latest colorways are available in a wide range of scenes, from on-court to lifestyle, and are on standby from a pair that boasts exceptional popularity as a performance model. From the "FLIGHT WIRE" upper, which is lined with "FLIGHT WIRE" to enhance the fit, to the midsole, all are unified in a chic monotone color. The flat, clear rubber outsole reveals a pop of "VOLT" color. In addition, by adopting the "PF (Performance Fit)" with a wider forefoot structure, it also fits the foot shape of the Japanese, who are often said to have a "wide" foot. You can enjoy the magical play of "Doncic" from your feet.