#airscrew

[sillyarbiterdragon]

After throwing myself into Transformers (mainly the shows, because I’m concerned at how grimdark the comics appear to be) I remembered about the Spitfire transformer oc I had when I was about six. So I had a go at drawing him. I don’t know what to name him though.

[sillyarbiterdragon]

Blitzy's rendition being his original Cybertronian form hadn't even occurred to me, and it works so well

In the unlikely event that you're still going, this is Airscrew! he turns into a Spitfire (the left image was my own attempt to design him from scratch and the right image was from someone on discord who was much better at TF design, and neither of us could do hands)

Upon arriving on Earth and finding the first alt-mode he could he caused much confusion at an aviation museum who were sure they only had one Spitfire before

Very nice. 😃😃

[usafphantom2]

20 September 1945. A prototype Gloster Meteor F.I (EE227) test-bed with Rolls-Royce Trent turbine engines made the world's first turboprop-powered flight. The undercarriage was lengthened to give ground clearance for the initial 7 ft 7 inch Rotol airscrews

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[saphronethaleph]

Postgraduate work

“You’re in for it now, fox!” an amplified voice boomed out. “Come out and show yourself!”

Sonic sprang upright, going from asleep to ready-to-fight in moments. “Uh oh. It sounds like Eggman’s out for another fight!”

“Yeah, that’s what it sounds like to me, too!” Tails agreed.

He opened the door to his room, entering the main room where Sonic had been snoozing in front of the TV. “I guess we’d better see what’s going on! Maybe he’s got some evil scheme planned!”

“Evil schemes do seem like his thing!” Sonic agreed. “Let’s get this sorted out!”

“I wonder why he was asking about me, though,” Tails wondered.

Sonic was out of their house first, and he pointed at Eggman’s hovering Egg Calamity. “You’re going down, Eggman! Whatever your evil plan is, I’ll stop it at Sonic speed!”

“Gya ha ha!” Eggman laughed. “You do that, and your friend Mr. Prower will be sorry!”

“What are you threatening, Eggman?” Sonic asked. “You can’t stop me by threatening my friends, I’ll just save them and stop you like every time before!”

“This time, it’s different!” Eggman replied, then his voice got quieter. “Hold on, hold on, I put the script somewhere…”

“It’s there, boss,” a different voice said.

“I knew that!” Eggman griped, as the volume returned to normal. “Ahem! Miles Prower! This is a formal notice from the University of Central City! Your performance will-”

“Oh, I get it!” Tails realized. “Yeah, I should have known that was today!”

He tapped a watch on his wrist, and part of the ground rose up next to the house. It revealed a workshop, twice the size of the house, and a moderately giant robot stomped forwards to stand next to Tails.

“What are you talking about, little buddy?” Sonic asked. “I know this is Eggman so we’re going to beat him, guaranteed, but I usually have a better idea why I’m smacking him around…”

“Oh, please do!” Eggman requested.

“Sorry, Sonic, this is something I have to do myself,” Tails replied, climbing up into the cockpit of his robot, then flicking some switches. Four little mechanical bird robots flew out of hatches on the side, taking up positions to orbit around his main robot, and the whole thing took off as a pair of helicopter blades deployed.

“Aha!” the big man laughed. “Already, you demonstrate your ignorance of the field, Prower! Those airscrew blades might suffice for small distance, short range and low speed applications, but jet engines are far superior!”

“Au contraire!” Tails replied, spooling up the blades. “That’s true for a conventional airscrew, but as you’ll see on page five I’ve developed a novel form of airscrew that retains efficient power transfer up to three times the speed of sound! It’s based on my tails, naturally!”

“Grrrh!” Eggman grumbled. “Well, if that’s the case, then I’m sure you can get out of the way of my Egg Missiles!”

A dozen high-speed missiles flashed out at Tails’s robot, and the robo-flickies darted forwards. Their wings unsheathed to reveal monofilament blades, which diced the projectiles to pieces, and Tails launched his robot upwards in a high-speed jump that avoided the detonating remains of the attack.

Not content with that, Tails slewed his propellers to slide left instead, then right, and finally stopped moving in a hovering position behind Eggman’s Egg Calamity.

“As you can see, the propeller system can more rapidly reverse direction, and provide regenerative braking!” Tails said. “Which is exactly as I outlined on page six!”

“Uh,” Sonic asked, raising his hand.

“You haven’t had the last laugh, Prower!” Eggman seethed, spinning his Egg Calamity through a hundred and eighty degrees. “What about control mechanisms! It would be a shame if you were controlling your defensive drones through something… vulnerable to an electromagnetic pulse!”

The Egg Calamity crackled and fizzed, then detonated a pulse of electricity. Tails’s robot also fired out a pulse of electricity, negating the EMP Eggman had launched, and the flickies flew into a protective position between the two battle machines.

“Phase-inverted pulse protection!” Tails said proudly. “It’s not just an EMP generator built into the Dissertailstion, but it’s also-”

“You called it a what?” Eggman asked.

“Okay, okay, time out!” Sonic demanded. “What’s going on here?”

“He doesn’t know?” Eggman said, sounding baffled.

“Hey, cut him some slack!” Tails replied. “He’s not done much school… right, Sonic? I’m pretty sure I’d have remembered you doing a university course.”

Sonic began to protest, then remembered that both the other people in the conversation were the smartest people on the planet.

“Yeah, if this is a college thing I wouldn’t know,” he replied. “So what is it, then?”

“It’s simple!” Tails said. “I’m trying to get my degree in Advanced Super Technical Robotics, but I failed to anticipate ahead of time that the only other person on the planet able to evaluate my work was Dr. Ivo Robotnik!”

“Robotnik?” Sonic repeated. “Is that his real name?”

He snorted. “Wow. You mean Eggman was a choice?”

“Insolent hedgehog!” Eggman seethed.

“But that still doesn’t explain anything!” Sonic added. “Why did he turn up to fight you, and why can’t I help?”

Tails shrugged. “You can’t get someone else to help with your thesis defence.”

[socialpoison]

new batshit ATLA headcanon incoming:

It's often been assumed that the Air Nomads were wiped out during the comet because Firebenders can fly under its influence!

But some of the only firebenders in the original show we see pull this off are Jeong Jeong and Ozai, who are veritable masters!

I would argue it's in keeping with the themes of the Fire Nation's technological advancement to have the way they reach the air temples be rooted in their engineering prowess.

So I now propose that the secret to their success a hundred years before the invention of the air balloon, was... the trebuchet.

We see these bad boys on every Fire Navy ship with enough range and accuracy to hit a Appa midflight.

(sorry for the ass screenshots)

But on top of it not being a stretch to be capable of hitting such high targets as the air temples, but I think they could have used some kind of Glider to launch commandos up by trebuchet, where they would be able to land on the Air Temples and carry out the extermination (I propose maybe an airscrew)

After the war, such a dangerous design, meant only for a specific war against the Air Nomads would likely have had its use limited, then totally phased out with the introduction of the tank, and its mountain climbing capabilities.

[masquedrones]

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[meret118]

The 'English Rose' was born out of post-war surplus. During World War Two, Constant Speed Airscrews Ltd. (later CSA Industries), a Warwickshire-based engineering firm, made successful trade manufacturing Spitfire aircraft nose cones and parts for Lancaster bombers. Come peacetime however, this left the company with vast amounts of machinery, a large workforce, stockpiles of aircraft grade aluminium and nothing to use them for.

In 1948 the company took what transpired to be a genius decision to diversify into making upmarket fitted kitchens in a style influenced by bold American design – a clever way to use their workforce, expertise, machinery and materials.The ‘English Rose’ range, as it was named, was one of the first modular fitted kitchens in Britain and came with a range of units made from sturdy aluminium that bolted neatly together to provide maximum use of interior space. It was a mind-boggling innovation compared to the free-standing wooden kitchen furniture of the time.

The materials used meant that the kitchen had a clean and streamlined appearance and the curved drawers have since become icons of retro style. Brightly topped with vibrantly coloured Formica work surfaces, the kitchen came with plenty of exciting modern options from pull-out cocktail cabinets to a double drainer sink and splashback. It also capitalised on the new white goods appearing on the market by making space for built-in appliances.

[californiaphantom]

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[sloneyt]

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[muses-inn]

[🩸] Another conscience is probed, another set of experiences collected. Normally, it tears humans apart to devour them after getting ahold of them like this. Or it takes control over them temporarily, to move around in the facility without having to deal with drones and trigger-happy soldiers.

But this collected experience is so oddly different from the others. Not that there weren't scientists before with similar fantasies, but they were all terrified by the moment they came face to face(s) with the creature. It is... intrigued. Maybe a little confused, too. It didn't experience any such thoughts or emotions mere days ago, and it is still not sure wheter it likes that development or not.

When did it begin to judge like this, anyway? When did something become good or bad? Is it really all because of the humans it devoured thus far?

Nonetheless, it is still tempted to eat Rick as well. Mostly because any humans appear vastly gone from this place by now, either dead or escaped, and it still hungers. It hungers for flesh, for knowledge and more power. The creature lowly growls out of its biggest maw, but-- it is hesitant. Is it because it never encountered a human before that would feel pleased instead of scared? Another low rumble, but this time it is followed by a faint whirring noise approaching in the air. The unmistakable sound of a drone that's still left patrolling the underground facility.

The low rumble now turns into a displeased roar. The creature drops Rick and instead catches the drone as it enters the room through a ventilation shaft. The device gets smashed left, right, left and right again, like a toy. The hi-tech apparatus is nothing but junk as the creature releases it again. It understands very well that it has to destroy these machines as fast as possible, before they can open fire or turn to defend themself with their sharp airscrews.

Ah, it hates this place. It hates everything that's in it. The drones, the mechs, the humans, the reactors...

It wants to leave, it desires to go up to the surface, where more humans are. But first, it has to find the remaining DNA tanks. And that's when the creature realizes that Rick, despite wearing the clothes of the men and women that were walking around this place, seemed to have no recollection of this place until now when probed. He came down here from the surface, and he will likely go up again. What is his purpose in this facility? How to talk like humans instead of communicating with its own natural clones that were placed across the different areas of this facility?

There is another low rumble followed by a coarse, inhuman sounding attempt at words. It is mostly mimicking words it has heard before but just slowly begins to understand their actual meanings.

PU... PURPOSE... HERE... WHY...

Rick remains unmoving even when the tentacles reach towards him, coiling around his limbs, trapping him in a grasp that, while not painful, is still firm and somewhat demanding. The creature is showing no intention of wishing him harm, but at the same time it wants something from him.

The scientist has dealt with similar beings to know that attempting to deny them isn't the smart choice. Besides, he's trying to communicate. Resisting to what most likely is a response to his own words would be counterproductive.

Another shiver runs down his spine, once again elicited by a feeling that has nothing to do with fear or concern, as the slime wets the thick cloth of his lab coat and pants, soaking them enough to dampen his skin. The contact, however, doesn't stop at their physical bodies, but he can feel something prying around his thoughts too. It's subtle, almost imperceptible, and he would have remained fully unaware of it if it hadn't been for the anti mind-reading chip he has implanted in his skull.

You can never be too careful with how many telepathic species exist in the multiverse. His new friend seems to be part of that bunch, in its peculiar way. Of course, he hurries to turn it off, not wanting the creature to take the barrier as a sign of hostility.

Yet, Rick's mind whirls, incapable of ignoring the fact that it's been poked and prodded. Most of his superficial thoughts are purposefully focused on what he has to offer and on Morty, so that the Cephalopod can get a better idea of what he has been talking about, but some of them scurry in other directions too.

A stray image of the Earth he is currently residing on, of the rest of the family. A brief acknowledgement of the fact that, damn, he is kind of hungry too. The mental picture of the exasperation that will fill his grandson's expression once he would get over his shock and realise that Rick means to take the creature with them.

Slimy limbs not unlike Carrion's, holding the scientist in much tighter coils, sliding over his naked skin, dipping along along the lines of his body, through them. And the heat that comes with those thoughts is as akin to hunger as it's different from it.

"Uh, s-shit...sorry about that last part. I-It's been...a while, you know?" Of course the other wouldn't know. He doubts that any of the scientists he has come in contact with and eaten has ever had that kind of relations with tentacled beings. "F-Forget you saw it. A-All this groping is bring back memories of a good fu-...good times."

Of course, in truth, he's not sorry at all.

[usafphantom2]

20 September 1945. A prototype Gloster Meteor F.I (EE227) test-bed with Rolls-Royce Trent turbine engines made the world's first turboprop-powered flight. The undercarriage was lengthened to give ground clearance for the initial 7 ft 7 inch Rotol airscrews.

@ron_eisele via x

[griffinrampant]

Arms of the borough of Barnet, London, England

Granted 1965

Blazon: Azure on a mount in base a Paschal lamb proper; on a chief per pale argent and gules a Saxon crown or between two roses counterchanged barbed and seeded proper

Crest: On a wreath of the colors a two-bladed airscrew in pale winged or surmounted by two swords in saltire points upwards proper

Supporters: On the dexter a lion and on the sinister a stag argent charged on the shoulder with a cross potent quadrate gules

Mantling: Azure lined argent

Motto: Unitas efficit ministerium (Unity accomplishes service)

The borough was formed from a combination of other boroughs, most of which are represented in the achievement. The Paschal lamb and the airscrew are from Hendon; the supporters are from Finchley; the crosses potent quadrate are from Friern Barnet. The red and white roses featured in the arms of both Barnet and East Barnet as a reference to the Battle of Barnet from the Wars of the Roses.

There is so much going on here, and I'm not sure any of it is good. Setting aside the fact that it's basically impossible to make these arms work within the law of tinctures and the completely unnecessary compartment, my biggest complaint has to be the crest. First, that does NOT look like a propeller. I only figured out it's supposed to be a two-bladed propeller seen from the front from the blazon. That's not good. Secondly, it's a fucking propeller. It's already an allusion to aviation. You don't need to put fucking wings on it. Third, I'm going to borrow Fox-Davies' complaint about more modern crests: they were originally intended to be worn on top of a helmet. How the fuck are you supposed to balance that thing on your head? Would it even be identifiable from a distance? This is such a trainwreck, even the counterchanged reference to the Wars of the Roses isn't enough to save it.