#Robot Conductor

[familythings]

Germany's Conductor Robot Makes Its Debut!

MAiRA Pro S, the next-generation conductor robot, recently debuted in Dresden, Germany. This innovative robot performed two concerts aimed at showcasing the latest advancements in music technology. The performances highlighted music designed to utilize 21st-century technology. Markus Rindt, the artistic director of the Dresden Sinfoniker, explained that the goal is not to replace human conductors…

[lessendless]

I could last days saying nothing but Sad-One's quotes

[shunin-gumis]

Designs of Happiness - Track B02

L4mps Main Story Translation

Title: Active Theory of Happiness

Characters: Nagi, Ryui, Toi, Netaro, Kafka

Summary: At the 4th Ward Mayor Appointment Ceremony, the cue card that Nagi prepared for his speech was completely drenched for some reason… 

Thank you aca @/463ce6, myun @/myuntachis and Niri @/Niri_riri for helping me with proofing!

Kafka: “...and I bet my life on revitalizing tourism in HAMA.”

Location: Ceremony Venue

Kafka: Does having no large-scale commercial facilities or redevelopment investment make our region less attractive? The answer is a firm “no.”

Kafka: Finding value in resources that are already available to us and putting them to use effectively to change our circumstances positively–That is what HAMA Tours is working towards. 

Kafka: I’m certain that most of you gathered here today are from Wards 15 through 18. Know that your wards are indispensable strategic zones in HAMA. 

Kafka: As you had all witnessed earlier, these five members have been newly assigned as Ward Mayors— 

Nagi: …*trembling*

Yodaka: Nagi, remember to breathe. 

Netaro: Psst, can I eat my popsicle now? 

Toi: Do you think it’s okay as long as he doesn’t make any noise, Ani-sama…?

Ryui: ‘Course not. Put it away. 

Momiji: (The Ward Mayor Appointment Ceremony… This is the fourth time I’m experiencing this, but I’m still as nervous as ever…)

HAMA Ward Member A: Well, I suppose we don’t have anything flashy like Chinatown here. But I like how peaceful it is instead. 

HAMA Ward Member B: Still, it’s sad that we didn’t have a single candidate after the very first Ward Mayor. 

HAMA Ward Member C: The other 14 Wards managed to have successful Tours thanks to them, don’t you think we have a chance too? 

HAMA Ward Member D: Right! Having twins act as Ward Mayors shows how novel they are at selecting fitting personnel. Not to mention, the two of them are super adorable!

Daniel: The seats aren’t all filled, but you can tell the folks present are all people who wanna see their own wards flourish. 

Momiji: That’s right… Do your best, Night Team…! Please try to put the peoples’ minds at ease! 

Kafka: With the addition of the Night Team, I hereby declare once more, as representative of all the Ward Mayors, that we shall perform our duties to the best of our abilities for the specially designated tourism wards.

*clapping*

Kafka: Now, Nagi Hachinoya, the Mayor of Ward 16 and leader of the Night Team: Please come forward.

Nagi: Yes.

*Nagi moves to the front, jumps back from the mic, before standing in front of it again*

Nagi: Um… Hello. I’m Nagi Hachino–

*thump*

HAMA Ward Member C: …He hit his head on the mic. 

Nagi: …Ouch… Oh. Um, Sorry. Right…

*Nagi completely freezes*

Nagi: ……

Nagi: ……

Nagi: ……

HAMA Ward Member B: …Did the mic bug out? Need to fix that… 

Momiji: N-Nagi-kun, calm down! Or wait, maybe he’s too calm right now…!?

Netaro: He’s come to a full stop~

Yodaka: Right… Just looking at him is making me anxious too. 

Ryui: Oi oi, are we seriously letting someone like that be the leader…!

Toi: C-Cue card! Nagi-kun, look for your cue card! In your pockets…! 

Nagi: Oh, right. I have those, um… 

HAMA Ward Member D: Oh! He’s moving again!

Nagi: …… 

HAMA Ward Member A: …And now he’s stuck again. 

Nagi: (The cue card… is completely drenched for some reason. I can’t read a single word.)

Nagi: (Oh, that’s right… I was thinking about what to write for my speech when someone called for me, so I left the room after tucking the card in my pocket and then I put the clothes for wash, not to mention I also got splashed by the fountain toda–)

Daniel:  …He’s been quiet for too long. The folks are getting restless. 

Momiji: Oh no, what if Nagi-kun gets a bad rep over this… 

Nagi: (Can’t be helped. I’ll have to give up on this.) 

Toi: Huh? He put the cue card back in his pocket… 

Nagi: I asked myself if I’d done everything I could until now. 

HAMA Ward Member C: …He started talking all of a sudden, but what’s he on about?

Ryui: Where’s the context, dumbass…! 

Nagi: All my life, nothing ever turned out right, so I always get cold feet when it comes to doing anything at all. 

Nagi: Life would always pass by me, just like a river… and I was someone who could only watch it from the side. 

Nagi: But then I tried running up a hill for someone else’s sake, and then I grabbed onto someone with all my might… Um, what I’m trying to say is, I jumped into the river and went against the flow, and the result was actually good for once.

Nagi: That’s why I decided I’ll try my best with everything. 

Momiji: …�� 

HAMA Ward Member C: …He looks refreshed. Wait, is he done already? 

Nagi: Um.

HAMA Ward Member A: No, looks like he’s still got something to say…! 

Nagi: Our washing machines can erase both stains and cue cards. That’s all.

*silence*

Nagi: HAMA Nice Trip.

Location: Ten Nights of Dreams BAR

Nagi: I think I gave the best speech I could. 

*Ryui grabs Nagi*

Ryui: In what world!? Were you TRYING to kill me from secondhand embarrassment!? 

Nagi: Ugh… Please don’t shake me so much.

Sonia: Leave Nagi-shan alone~!

Mashiro: The two of you, please, do calm down! 

Laika: Down! 

Momiji: Um, good work at the ceremony today, everyone! Eat and drink as much as you want so you can have a fresh start tomorrow! 

Yodaka: Good work on your speech, Nagi. 

Chouun: It was very impressive. 

Toi: He did his best…! 

Netaro: It was hilarious! 

Nagi: Yeah. Though everyone left immediately after. 

Daniel: Oh yeah, I heard some gramps say it was over for us. Couldn’t help but laugh at that. 

Momiji: Wha- Manager…! 

Daniel: What? It’s not like I’m down in the dumps about it. 

Momiji: (Maybe not YOU, but what about the others!? What if this makes Nagi-kun depressed—) 

Nagi: Chief, the future looks bright. 

Momiji: Huh? 

Nagi: …I’ve always thought of myself as powerless. But then, I managed to stop Ryui with my own two hands— 

Ryui: Literally. 

Nagi: I got Toi to smile again. The happiness from that day still gives me strength, even after all this time. I’m brimming with sparkling energy.

Daniel: That the face of someone sparkling? 

Yodaka: Quiet, Danny. 

Nagi: …All this time, I let go of so many things because I was afraid that I’d fail to be happy 

Nagi: Now, it’s like there’s someone telling me it’s time to take them back. 

Netaro: Is this the work of a guardian spirit or some sort? 

Toi: Hm, I don’t think that’s— 

Ryui: A person with no confidence can’t do shit. 

Nagi: In that case, I’m sure I can do anything now. 

Momiji: (Nagi-kun’s never spoken so positively before…!)

Momiji: That’s right! As long as we’re alive, we have to find a way to be happy. 

Nagi: …! We have to be happy… You’re right. 

Netaro: Since happiness is a chemical reaction, anyone is capable of replicating it. Should I lend you some references? 

Nagi: Yes, please. I’ll read them all. And then–

Nagi: I WILL be happy. 

Momiji: Yep yep! 

Nagi: And after I become happy, I’ll put that energy into flowers and scatter them all across the world.

Momiji: That’s a great idea! 

Ryui: Scattering flowers everywhere…? Sounds disturbing for some reason. 

Daniel: Right, Ryui, about your shop… 

Ryui: I know. I need a shop to be a Ward Mayor, right? 

Momiji: That’s right. The criteria for selecting members of the Night Team is that  “they own a shop with roots in the local districts” after all. 

Ryui: I’ve already been looking into some properties with Toi. 

Toi: We managed to find a property with the perfect feng shui. Not only is it facing the right direction, it’s even well-balanced between yin and yang energies. But… 

Ryui: We’ve got a problem with the owner. 

Toi: The Master of the house… In other words, this person is an old friend of our grandfather. 

Ryui: Not sure if he’s pulling strings behind the scenes, but our negotiations are going nowhere. 

Toi: I’ve asked them personally too, but… 

Ryui: You don’t have to go through all that trouble. But, thank you. 

Momiji: (I remember Toi-kun mentioning that Ryui-kun doesn’t have good relations with their family…)

Ryui: If he wasn’t in the picture, this wouldn’t be a problem, fuck’s sake. 

Netaro: Is he a hindrance?

Ryui: Yeah. 

Netaro: In that case, how about I control him using brain waves? The human brain is surprisingly easy to— 

Nagi: -Easy to understand! He’s saying we should deepen our bonds by helping out our fellow men. 

Netaro: Or perhaps I could falsify the registry after making a clone–

Nagi: He’s offering to take out a loan to buy the property, yeah. 

Ryui: What the hell are you on? 

Netaro: Oyoyo? 

Toi: I’m sure he was just trying to help in his own way. Thank you as always, Netaro-san. 

Netaro: Toi is my precious human after all. 

Toi: Huh…! Um, you’re precious to me too, Netaro-san… 

Netaro: We have to watch the continuation of “Crash Landing on AI?” after all. 

Toi: Yeah! Let’s buy lots of popsicles on the way back home too!

Netaro and Toi: Yay~ 

Nagi: The two of them first bonded over Studio Ghizli. 

Ryui: …Hah? 

Momiji: (Ryui-kun’s in a terrible mood right now…!) 

Yodaka: So, have you decided on what kind of shop you’d like to run? 

Ryui: …Don’t feel like telling you. 

Yodaka: Oh my… Fufu, are you the type to hold secrets? Or perhaps you enjoy surprises? 

Ryui: …Tch. 

Toi: Wha~ It’s still a secret? I haven’t heard yet either… 

Ryui: …… 

Toi: Ani-sama, please tell me~?

Ryui: …Can’t be helped. I’ll tell you, and only you. 

Toi: Okay! 

Momiji: (They’re whispering to each other… How cute. They’re close as usual.) 

Yodaka: The young man with an eyepatch who hides the name of his castle… There’s a certain romance to it. 

Daniel: What’s the point when we’ll find out soon enough. 

Momiji: Let’s let him be until he decides to open up on his own, okay? 

Note:

I’m not 100% on this but I think AIの胴体着陸 (AI Belly Landing) is a parody of Crash Landing on You, a romantic Korean drama, which is localized in Japanese as 愛の不時着 (Love’s Crash Landing) where AI and Ai(meaning love) is the closest connection I have, since both Toi and Netaro enjoy watching romance and Netaro watches shows in other languages, including Korean.

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[speedstar1642]

Just a bunch of ArtFight Attacks.

Characters drawn:

Waldo from @bechnokid

Maurice from @/42

Chainsmoker from @burdrehnar

Station Master from @/Altered_Zer0

Hasshack, Ryujin, Tokuma, Hikaru, and Parsec from me

Castor from @opossol

Mammon Jr. from @cirqueobree

Tetey from @/wizardzwiz

Donovan from @/kramson

Billy and Ray from @/Spookyrick

Dr. Delight from @motleyrobot

Hive from @/unclepip

[birthbynightmare]

HAPPY 1st ANNIVERSARY TO "THE MURDER OF SONIC THE HEDGEHOG"

And happy one year birthday to all it's cast of characters

Barry the quokka

The Conductor

The Mirage Express' robotic arms

The Mirage Express Flicky

And the Conductor's wife

Plus, the beginning of the hottest band of all time, Hot Honey

[dovebuffy92]

[prisma-clr]

"Am I not...pretty?..."

[triangle-meanace]

>Worker: Constantine Storkav Fe

>class: Atomic Interdimensional Railway Conductor and Engineer

>status: 3,000,000,000+ credits owed

>Physical notes: Constantine Fe is a 6'5" human cyborg from the [REDACTED] dimension. Sporting several body enhancements, Spades insists on keeping this one well and alive for how much money and time he has sunk into this "project." Nevertheless, he is a good worker. Most of his body has been replaced with bionic addons and enhancements to cope with life in between dimensions. Apart from having his brain partially uploaded to a quantum computer, Constantine still portrays emotions of lament, depression, guilt and anger. Other emotions have been mentioned or reported from various employees, but none observed through trusted sources. The only flesh leftover on Constantine is his torso, crotch, partial legs and abdomen. Many internal organs have mini addon adaptive functions via nanobot and synthetic organ replicas to help with extreme conditions.

>psychoanalytical notes: Although there is without a doubt of an intense distress from his previous life before Spade's initiation, Constantine has been documented to be nearly soulless even before the quantum transfer. Patient has been diagnosed with severe depression when boarding the engine at first and has not shown any progress to help his condition. Spades assures that nothing has happened while he has been on the train, but reposrt from Constantine himself state that [REDACTED]

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Other attitudes that have been reported were ignoring his own employees, ignoring his own health, lashing out in fits of unpredictable rage, long periods of silence that can go on for days on end, and isolation from passengers and employees. As conductor, he is tasked to collect tickets from every passenger, but sometimes will roll off the task to someone else if one of his moods flares up. He assures me that he wants to try near the end though. Patient is honest with his words, showing signs of true pain for asking for help. Final analysis currently up to date of [REDACTED] show that he is nowhere near physically or mentally capable of being reintroduced into human society or any society for that matter. Needs intense psychotherapy, medication, and put on a suicide watch.

>Supervisor notes: Keep a close eye on this one. Over the years of being in our company, he has tests many many boundaries. Some with others lives, and many with his own. It is without a doubt that he can not be left completely alone. I entrust that the station is fitted with a security system to monitor him. Too much money has been put into this one to let him get away with his reckless behavior.

[materialsscienceandengineering]

Framework structure with nanoscopic insulation enables components for soft robotics and flexible electronics

Classical robots, such as those used for manufacturing, can lift heavy loads and repeat automated processes precisely. But they are too rigid and bulky for delicate work and interaction with humans. The research field of soft robotics works on the development of robots made of soft, organic materials and flexible technical components. Materials researchers at Kiel University have now developed a novel soft conductive material.

Unlike conventional soft conductors, it shows remarkably stable electrical properties even upon deformation. The reason for this is the special structure of the material and a nanoscopic insulating thin film coating. The research team published its results in the current issue of the journal Advanced Functional Materials.

Constant electrical resistance even during deformation

Unlike classical robots, humans and animals can perform fluid and fine movements and adapt them to their environment. Inspired by nature, soft robotics therefore relies on elastic, organic materials made of carbon instead of conventional, rigid metals. In addition, soft robots need elastic electrical conductors for communication between their sensors and actuators.

Read more.

[space-salaman]

Art Flight K!

@robertoadder8-blog (https://artfight.net/~robertoadder) @/Worm_World (https://artfight.net/~Worm_World) @/WorlderAsh (https://artfight.net/~WorlderAsh) @/KaneTheDile (https://artfight.net/~KaneTheDile)

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[rieldraws]

More of my nintendo dsi character, deciding to name them AI (get it? Aibo... AI... NintendAI...)

Funnily she likes the outdoors more than playing games, guess it makes sense when you can play the games in your head...

It is fairly extroverted and loves meeting new people and playing with it's friends or family

It's also a big fan of keycharms, stickers, drawing and egg themed merch =]

[cyradius]

A rough colored sketch cause I wanted to give a body to the Co-conductor train robot AI as I really liked them and their funny hands, I think they deserve so much love.

[bapzap]

i got downvoted on reddit for it but im right when i say that splatoon 3's hero mode is at the same quality if not worse than splatoon 2's and ill die on this hill

[beakeiswetter1993blog]

[johnbrand]

Bonding

“I still can’t believe you were trying to hypnotize me,” Corey chuckled, his slightly-dazed brother-in-law sitting across from him on the floor. “What were you trying to get out of me anyway?”

The evening had started out innocently enough. Corey and Paul had gotten along decently in the past. Friendly, but never true friends. They just did not have that much in common. Paul’s life was complex, eccentric, and filled with sexual adventures. Corey, nor Paul’s sister whom he had recently married, had any problems with this, although it was hard for them to relate to. They were settling down, taking pleasure in the simpler things in life.

“I was just hoping to…hoping to…” Paul was struggling, caught between holding back and fully surrendering to Corey.

“Look back into my eyes and relax, Paul,” Corey calmly instructed. “Let that relaxation continue to take over. Let me be the one in charge now. You are willing to give your power to me.”

While the differences between the two existed, both Corey and Paul did truly wish to become better friends. So when Paul had asked to come over on a night his sister was not there, to just have dinner and bond, Corey eagerly accepted. The two had a great meal, talked on a variety of topics, and for some reason had eventually wound up in the bedroom. It was there Paul had tried to hypnotize Corey, but his brother-in-law could have never known Corey was much more experienced in the craft then he was. Paul was under before he even realized the tables had been turned.

Watching Paul’s eyes flutter once more, Corey pushed back the question. “Why were you trying to hypnotize me tonight, Paul?”

Paul’s response was robotic: “I was hoping to convert you.”

“'Convert me’?” Corey repeated.

“You know...make you gay,” Paul clarified, still entranced.

“And why would you want that?”

“So then you could be mine,” Paul uttered. "Bonding like...sexually...as lovers..."

Corey took a moment to process this. A little stunned, but also somehow not surprised. It was a common stereotype for straight men to believe that gay men lusted for them, and Corey was coming to realize he may have actually been a part of this trope. Corey did not know whether to be flattered or offended. It was endearing that his brother-in-law thought of him in such a manner, but also cruel that Paul attempted to manipulate him. And now that Corey knew of Paul’s knowledge of hypnotization, he feared another victim could appear in the future.

“Paul, let me repeat back to you what you just told me.” Carefully, Corey kicked out his feet, removing his socks to let them breathe a bit. He brought up one of the socks to his nose, confirming they would be a potent enough trigger to keep Paul under. 

“You were hoping for me to convert you.” Corey stated this rather than posing a question, forcing Paul to absorb it as a new truth.

“...yes…” Paul mumbled. “...you…convert me…”

“Those weren’t feelings of lust, but of admiration,” Corey continued. “You don’t want to like me, you want to be like me.”

Paul processed this new truth, “I want to…I want to be like you.”

Corey smiled. He could have never predicted for this situation to have arisen from tonight’s activities, but he assumed that it could still be considered “bonding,” seeing as Paul was about to learn, rather take in a lot about his brother-in-law.

With his wife gone for the whole weekend, Corey had plenty of time to work with Paul. Rewriting Paul’s background came first, and luckily Corey already knew a good deal of it from being married to Paul’s sister. Starting from childhood, Corey worked his way up through adolescence. A Halloween costume from age 7 switched from a wizard to a train conductor. An after school activity at age 10 was switched from the community choir to baseball. Age 16 replaced a Toyota Prius with a Camry, Age 17 art elective to woodshop, Age 18 private liberal arts college to public university. It was a delicate process, but as Corey removed integral portions of Paul’s history and supplanted them with his own, the progress became visible.

During the early stages, it was mostly physical adaptations as Paul’s pubescent stages were rewritten to mimic his brother-in-law’s. Longer legs gave him more height, a history in sports put some meat on his bones, a love for bars over clubs put some hair on his chest–and just about everywhere else. 

By the time Corey began restructuring Paul’s twenties, the visible changes became less apparent. The designer, patterned dress shirt and matching pants Paul adorned were dialed down to neutral, off-the-rack colors as one-off production jobs were replaced with a steady accounting gig. Random male strangers to long-term heterosexual relationships added a little softness over Paul’s abs and inched his hairline back to match Corey’s. And from recently renewing a lease in the city to recently placing a down payment in the suburbs, Corey proudly watched as a fluffy beard sprung forth from Paul’s face, just like his own. Corey would not be surprised if others would now assume the pair were brothers, not brothers-in-law.

“Now, I’m going to put away my feet, Paul.” Corey’s funk had fumed up the room. He already knew his wife would complain about it once she arrived back home. “But from now on, when I present you with my feet, you will immediately go back under again, do you understand?”

While mentally still a bit slow, Paul confirmed by presenting his own, now giant feet to Corey. “Your feet…at your command…”

“Good.” With that, Corey was quick with the cleanup process, reminding Paul that all the changes were permanent, he did not know how to hypnotize people nor would ever learn how to, and that he would not remember any of what they had just done together. Their weekend had just been spent bonding after all, drinking beers and complaining about women. Just two brother-in-laws becoming better brothers.

[dovebuffy92]