#but i will call it derusting /

[afancyartblerg]

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[thecumuluslibrary]

Chapter 6: Meeting

“Ah, you must be the red witch known as Hwaryun, correct?” chirped the lead mechanic of the repair team while cleaning up the last of his tools. His cheeks and clothes were covered in oil and grease as he placed that last of his clean tools into his floating tool box. “Well, Since you're here, I presume you want to discuss certain matters regarding the Hell Train, yes?”  

Hwaryun nodded, “Is the current status of the Hell train suitable for the mission at hand?” 

The lead mechanic took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up with a match. Taking a few puffs of that sweet nicotine before responding, “Well, it was a real pain in the ass fixing up that waterlogged train, you know,” the lead mechanic chuckled. “First off, we had to fish the damn thing out of the 44th’s oceans. Then we had to haul all the cars to the 80th floor for cleaning. 

Took us years to scoop all the sea gunk and decades to grind all that damn rust to even begin repairs. 

It was so bad on some cars that we had to cut our losses and get rid of them. Ended up scraping half of the train once the derusting was done.

Once cleaning was finished, we hauled that thing all up to the 130th floor to begin repairs. Spent a good century or so repairing the damn thing. 

Replacing gears, fixing pipes, welding panels, soldering wires, rewiring circuits, painting walls, you name it, we did it.” 

He took another puff of smoke and continued, “The Workshop sure as heck didn't hold back on all the bells and whistles when building that train, yessir.”

Hwaryun’s eye twitched, “I didn't ask you for its life story. I ask if it could accomplish its job.”

“And I was getting to that, sheesh,” the lead mechanic takes another puff before stretching his arms. “Like I said. We fixed that train up like you wouldn't imagine and then some. Meaning that it will not only take you where you need to go but also provide an excellent place to train and live for decades if not longer.” 

Hwaryun crossed her arms, “That’s good to hear. We really cannot afford any more mishaps or delays.”

The lead mechanic cocks his head, “That important of a mission, huh?”

Hwaryun narrows her eyes, “Yes, it is and no I will not share any details.” 

“Who’s asking? I know better than anyone when to pry and when to let bygones be bygones,” The lead mechanic cleans the grime off his hands with a rag. “Back to the topic at hand, you shouldn’t have to worry about breakdowns, malfunctions and such. We made sure the train was as good as new. Hell, maybe even better with all the enhancements we gave it.”

“Well, I hope you're right about that,” Hwaryun replied. “Is there anything else that I need to know?”

The lead mechanic chewed on his cigarette for a bit, “No, I think that’s it. The original departure time will stay as is and the train on the platform ready for its maiden voyage.”

“I see. Thank you for your time,” Hwaryun said as she turned around and made her way out of the warehouse. 

“Wait!” The lead mechanic yells, “Don’t you want to know my name?” 

Hwaryun stops in her tracks and turns “Do you think it’s wise to share your name with me?”

The lead mechanic shrugs as he puts out his cigarette on the side of his tool box, “I don’t think it will do any harm, since we're on the same side and all.” 

Hwaryun stares at the silver dwarf, wondering if the mechanic was a very old ranker or a very young non-regular, “Very well then, what is your name?”

The mechanic’s silver eyes sparkled as he slick his silvery hair back with his hands and grins, “The name’s Piers but you can call me Piers.” 

“........Piers, huh.”

“That's right. If you need anything in terms of repairs or upgrades just give me a holler and my team will take care of the rest.”

“Noted,” Hwaryun said, turning to leave the warehouse through the massive metals in front of the metal structure. 

Once, she got about ten steps outside the warehouse, her pocket began to ring. She glances at the caller ID and answers the call. 

“How is everything going on your end, Hwaryun?” Mirchea asks.  

“The Hell Train is all set for tomorrow’s departure, Lord Lusclec,” Hwaryun answers. Hearing a sigh of relief from the otherside of the pocket.

“Excellent. The last thing we need is an unfinished Hell Train.”

Hwaryun nodded to the pocket, “Anyways, how are things going on your end, Lord Luslec.”  

Hwaryun could hear Mirchea grimace a bit before responding, “Well, I was about to enter the warehouse for the meeting, when Tyrseth messaged me through my pocket. Asking me to come meet him by the railway platform instead. Apparently, he has a favor to ask.” 

A favor?

“Did he give you details on what this favor is?” Hwaryun asked.

“No, he didn't,” Mirchea answered. “All he told me was that if we manage to fulfill this favor of his, it should count as fifty-percent of the payment.”

“I see.”

“Well, at any rate. Thank you for taking care of the meeting with the lead mechanic. I would have pulled an all-nighter if it weren’t for you.” 

“Don't worry about it. All in a day's work of a red witch that desperately needs her sleep,” Hwaryun chuckles. “Good luck with your meeting, Lord Luslec.” 

“And, have a good rest of your night, Hwaryun.”

[verlinstampercas]

CAS(October)

This month for creativity I decided to do:

Cooking and playing the piano. In the case of the cooking I chose to make tagliatelle ala carbonara, this is one of my favorite Italian dishes and making it pushed it further up the ranks. Making the dish wasn’t very hard yet the results were splendid. In the case of the piano this month I mostly focused on a single piece, the first movement of the moonlight sonata by Ludwig van Beethoven however it isn’t the actual piece but an easier version of it as learning such an advanced piece at the start of my piano journey would be impossible. Another piece that I learned was Vivaldi's Spring(simpler version) and although it is a very short piece, at least the version I learnt, it is very pleasant. Other than these two pieces I didn’t learn anything by memory but kept on practicing previous pieces I had learned such as GOT intro or Ode to joy. All of this progress was only possible due to the help of an app called simply piano on which I learned all I have and will hopefully learn much more. Additionally the instrument i am using is the Donner DDP-80.

Activity:

As for activity I worked out weekly and went to the „Kółko fizyczne”:

In the case of working out i try to work out three times a week, on Monday’s Wednesday’s and Friday’s, however I am sometimes forced to skip one training weekly due to my workload or injury, recently I had strained my ligament in my shin. Additionally I have a pull up bar in my room which i use during my workouts but not only then however the pull ups are much more sporadic and spur of the moment and as such I do not wish to include them.

As for the “kolko fizyczne” I attended twice this month already. On the first time i attended me and Fryderyk were assigned with derusting an object that I’m still to this day unsure of what it does. After that we met with an upperclassmen to discuss a project we are to do which is building a go-kart. During this we looked for a motor for the go-kart and discussed formalities. On the second time I went to the „kolko fizyczne” I did math practice for physics and helped prepare the „sala biologiczna” for an event (I am unsure of what the event was).

Service

For service i decided to clean up parks around Wilanow. My reason for choosing this was that during my walks with my dog i notice that there is an unusual amount of trash laying around which is not only unaesthetic but also horrible for the environment. I went out twice once to the park near oś królewska and for the second on Branickiego. Although my impact on saving the planet through these types of actions may be small it is more than doing nothing.

reflection and learning outcomes:

SIgnature:

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[casverlinstamper]

CAS

This month for creativity I decided to do:

Cooking and playing the piano. In the case of the cooking I chose to make tagliatelle ala carbonara, this is one of my favorite Italian dishes and making it pushed it further up the ranks. Making the dish wasn’t very hard yet the results were splendid. In the case of the piano this month I mostly focused on a single piece, the first movement of the moonlight sonata by Ludwig van Beethoven however it isn’t the actual piece but an easier version of it as learning such an advanced piece at the start of my piano journey would be impossible. Another piece that I learned was Vivaldi's Spring(simpler version) and although it is a very short piece, at least the version I learnt, it is very pleasant. Other than these two pieces I didn’t learn anything by memory but kept on practicing previous pieces I had learned such as GOT intro or Ode to joy. All of this progress was only possible due to the help of an app called simply piano on which I learned all I have and will hopefully learn much more. Additionally the instrument i am using is the Donner DDP-80.

Activity:

As for activity I worked out weekly and went to the „Kółko fizyczne”:

In the case of working out i try to work out three times a week, on Monday’s Wednesday’s and Friday’s, however I am sometimes forced to skip one training weekly due to my workload or injury, recently I had strained my ligament in my shin. Additionally I have a pull up bar in my room which i use during my workouts but not only then however the pull ups are much more sporadic and spur of the moment and as such I do not wish to include them.

As for the “kolko fizyczne” I attended twice this month already. On the first time i attended me and Fryderyk were assigned with derusting an object that I’m still to this day unsure of what it does. After that we met with an upperclassmen to discuss a project we are to do which is building a go-kart. During this we looked for a motor for the go-kart and discussed formalities. On the second time I went to the „kolko fizyczne” I did math practice for physics and helped prepare the „sala biologiczna” for an event (I am unsure of what the event was).

Unforunatly i dont have many photos from the kolko fizyczne and working out as i forget to take photos of these activities.

Service

For service i decided to clean up parks around Wilanow. My reason for choosing this was that during my walks with my dog i notice that there is an unusual amount of trash laying around which is not only unaesthetic but also horrible for the environment. I went out twice once to the park near oś królewska and for the second on Branickiego. Although my impact on saving the planet through these types of actions may be small it is more than doing nothing.

sgnature:

[cyborgbiden]

Report #A-001 July 3rd, 2023

Dear Secretary Burndoven, Upon arriving last night, I sought out the location of the grandfather of Dr. Kellison in order to prevent the rising of Mecha Sheeran. I found him in his apartment with his wife watching Family Guy funny moments. I haven't seen any since the ban of 2159, and I gotta say: there's some funny stuff in there! Unfortunately, duty called! Had to disintegrate both of them using the Bohemian Accelerator. After that, I decided to seek sustenance and shelter. It was strange because I forgot this time period has no Dasday, so when midnight rolled around it became Monday. Need to adjust internal software clocks to compensate. Decided to head to a steakhouse. As biological cows do not provide nearly as much energy as plasma cows, a mistake I forgot to calculate, I had to order multiple steaks to fill up my milton engine. Near 1:00 AM EST, I was able to seek shelter in a nearby themepark by compressing myself into a locker. My solar-flare deruster was able to scrub out all the grime on the inside, providing a clean place to pack up and go into "sleep mode" for the night. Today, I go out to find any possible anomalies that can be prevented. My first step will be to monitor Anthony Padilla and Ian Hecox to prevent the Smosh rebellion of '38 in Brazil. All enhancements are still functioning, and I am maintaining updates with the location of my "past self" to ensure that a time paradox does not occur. Tell Cyber-Jill that my affection does not change despite the lightspeed spacetime transfer.

Sincerely,

Cyborg Joe Biden

Former President & Presidental-borg Candidate #27

[disegnidipizzo]

coming out of radio silence with this bit. still a wip

[splattacks]

hhh

[jirnkirks]

landry and moody for 22 maybe??

This ks.. Idk what this is. Very mushy. ITS SO FUCKED UP THEU DONT HAVE NECKS in the interest of derusting im imaging this moody to be gob's human shaped moody. Landry is a short king, at least next to moody, btw i just think thats true

Set in my indulgent hcs about landry hitchhiking w the tigers to go to the hall, fron the same hcs about our dead guys hitchhiking w us

Landry is not supposed to be here. It had hurt, truth be told, stepping into Zion’s ship. Literally, like the worst kind of seasickness. Their were rules to Blaseball, and Landry was Released. Finished. But the sun that suddenly hung over Hades continued to pulse, strange and so deeply unnatural, just like the way rules started falling apart, parts of stadiums and games crumbling away into the void. So he holds on. Famous had sworn at him, under their breath and when it was just Landry trying to catch his breath, but they didn’t push them off the ship like Moody would have insisted on, and Landry considers it a win.

It’s not quite like incineration. It’s the opposite of Day X, when Landry had stepped up to bat on a body that could be called his own. The blue flames that wreathe him flicker and fade- but they hold. As Zion steered them straight to the Hall, as the Monitor towered over them again and asked them to wait and even as Lottie had poked him with a marshmallow.

(Landry laughed at that, even as Ayanna had dragged Lottie away. He doesn’t miss the way Famous had hung around, watching. Prowling, really. The Famous Landry had known wouldn’t be caught dead with either of them.)

Landry had flickered like a flame when the Halls doors opened. He remembered little of it- little of his first time in the Hall, little of the second as he jumped off the ship.

(He was not the only one. But maybe the first to be so brazen about it.)

The dead have gathered at the doors- Landry doesn’t recognize most. But many clump around loosely, the ones waiting for the same people, the same colors.

The impact of every step he made on the dark glass floors of the Hall shuddered up his leg. Landry Violence was not meant for a place so owned by its gods. Landry breathed deeply, turning his head. Searching. He only needed to be here for a few moments anyway, just a bit longer.

He sees Scorpler before he sees the rest- a small group in deep red. Waiting.

And he’s running and pushing his way through the crowd until he sees them. It’s Scorpler who laughs this time, the sound of chitin scraping against each other as Landry hollers.

And it’s Moody- they’re cold, and their eyes are cloudy in death but those hands are the same, wide and buzzing with whatever it is Moody is made of. Landry had forgotten the way Moody’s hands settles against the back of his neck, the gentle weight of it. The way they sigh Landry’s name- affectionate, surprised, half resigned as Landry had laughed. Only Moody could feel the dampness, where tears soaked into Moody’s shoulder.

He is holding Moody, with hands that are his own, the first in so, so long and Landry can’t help the laughter bubbling up.

It hurts to know how much he had forgotten. It hurts, just as sweetly, to be reminded of what he had forgotten.

“Hey Moody, what do you think of my smokin’ hot bod?” Landry chokes out as his hands finally settle around Moody’s neck, their bodies pressed at the chest, at the knees and so closely that Landry can feel the way their chest shudders to life as they laugh.

Landry can feel himself flickering like a candle flame and the way Moody hesitates as they look at him as their hands slide from cupping Landry’s neck, up his neck, to his cheeks. Taking in Landry’s new face of his own and there is a wonder there, the same desperation Landry had felt at the thought of the Hall opening, truly.

For once, Landry hopes he keeps burning. Just for a little bit longer.

[ctf-2fort]

yeah its obvious i still gotta derust, since it's been a few months (and I could always do with more practice anyway)  Eli, after receiving a call from his family, finds himself in the train station about to change his life for the better(?)

[wolfenrisulf]

I have to talk about it, because it’s so hilarious :D

So, I'm sure you've all heard about The Coca-Cola Company’s new campaign.

But you may not have heard about the boycott of this campaign.

In Hungary, there are these so-called stupid radicals. (They are radicals, but stupids too)

And...  you have to see this:

These guys...:

Bought 6-7x1,75l (So they paid the company)

Went to the hungarian Coca-cola factory. (...)

Gave free advertising (The negative advertising is advertising too)

And then our “hero” just poured out it... (Instead of at least derust his kid's mountain bike.)

Me:

The Coca-Cola Company:

Hero model of the XXI. century.

[timbrrwolfe]

Ok so apparently my return to tumblr is mostly seeing a post I can relate to and filling the tags with my life story as it relates to the post. ... Let's call it derusting. I haven't done a tumblr in a while.

[vox-deruste]

Magic Basic: Manifesting

“ All right please sit down and take your seats, everyone.” The class sat down on wooden seats as their instructor started to write on the blackboard. “ My name is Vox Deruste, I will be your mysticism teacher for the semester.” The instructor was clad in a tri-colored robe. Red, blue, and green. And yet the most eye-catching part of their appearance was the green fire and black smoke that made up their body.

A green fire-based body, Black smoke inside their mouth, and eyes that leaked out like cigarettes. A nearly stitch-like, ooze-like mouth. All wrapped around in a two-piece robe. Flowing at the bottom half, a hood on top connected to the draped mantle.

Watched by bored, tired, dull-eyed students. Some were more awake and more attentive but were outweighed by blank stares.

“ I see many of you are tired and probably feel that you don’t need this class-”

“ Sir most of them were at a party.” Called out a female student. The protest of many students followed right after “ There was a lot of drinking...they are probably hungover.” She said sheepishly. The student was dark-skinned with blue clothing, braided hair going down her back.

Vox sighed deeply and looked at the class.

“ Those of you who are hungover, I ask you to leave. You will meet me after class to receive a twenty-page assignment version of today’s class, due next time we meet.” Everyone started to get up from their seats. Vox began to snap his fingers three times, a loud thunder sound accompanying everyone.

Vox’s snapping was meet with mostly groans and the sober silence of the remaining students. As everyone else left.

At the front of the class, in front of Vox was the girl in blue who alerted him to the hungover students. Next to her was a similar girl who was taller, more muscular, and wore muted blues.

At the farthest seats were three students. Left to right, A pale girl with black hair tied in a bun, almond eyes, and bright red clothing. A short boy with white skin, blond hair, and gold eyes, a prosthetic arm. At the end was a willowy, black androgynous figure. A dress shirt over a jean skirt.

“ Alright this is a visually sad state of affairs. I want everyone to come to the first row.”

One of the students from the back raised their hand. The boy with the prosthetic arm.

“ Can we just stay in our assigned-” The sheepish boy was interrupted as three fingers detach from vox’s hand and poked each of the three students on the forehead. In a blink, they were teleported to the front row. The first two students coughed harshly.

“ No.” Vox said sternly. “ We can start the lesson after introductions. Left to right starting with the helper.” Vox pointed to the girl in light blue.

“ *cough* Ahnah, Mister Deruste.”

“ Call me Vox, also full name.”

“ Ahnah Croatoan.” She said quickly.

“ Alasie Croatoan Mr. V.” Said the girl in muted blues.

“It is Vox.”

“ Bao Ah Knum.” The pale girl in red said, taking a bow. “ I look forward to your tutelage, Magnus Vox.”

“ That is my title, which I’m surprised you know, But again just call me Vox.” She bowed. “ Stop bowing.” She shuddered uncomfortably for a second.

“ Herr Vox. I’m Alvar, we actually met in the hall-”

“ I already have two teachers and I barely tolerate the two. Dial it back.” Alvar sunk into his seat. Ahnah and Bao avoided direct eye contact with Vox.

“ I guess I’m the showstopper.” The androgynous student said sarcastically with a mischievous grin.” Marcus Jefferson. “ Non-binary terror of the windy city. I look forward to stepping over all of you for the top spot.” Marcus said with full confidence. Vox nodded.

“ Given your identity, what are your preferred pronouns?” Vox asked.

“ They/ them. Marc works too.” Marcus said with finger guns at Vox.

“ How is that not being a teacher’s pet?” Bao protested.

“ Marcus has enthusiasm for this class, not an ego/ winning streak that he is trying to maintain.” Vox answered.

“ We’ll bump a lesson up to really make it clear that I won’t tolerate such behavior in the future.” Vox thought out loud. “ Let the responsible students be ahead of the class's ahead.” Ahnah and Bao both raised their hands. “ Yes.” Vox said while not looking at either one.

“ What lesson!” Ahnah and Bao said simultaneously. Vox stared at both with his black eyes and red, smokey eyebrows. Both flinched.

“ Manifesting: The ability to magically bring into existence objects that were stored previously. The magic bag as it’s known colloquy. Any care to demonstrate what this looks like before we go on?” Vox purposefully walked past Bao and Ahnah when he explained his proposition.

Alvar raised his hand.

“ Now get up here.” Vox guided Alvar to the front of his desk. His frame is on display for the whole class. “ First we store an object.” Vox telekinetically moved a gifted apple to his hand. He stared at the crab apple, the bright green skin of it. The lingering water from a quick wash-off.

Vox picked it up, the parts where his finger touched the apple, sizzling. He focused on it and pointed to the small gathering of students to watch. Bao and Ahnah took notes while Alvar looked with preemptive wonder. Alasie put her feet up on her wooden desk. Marcus had a smile and held a pencil in their hands.

As Vox grasped the apple it discovered into black smoke, its corporeal form blinked out of existence. Gasping was heard from the students. Vox looked at them with confusion.

“I’m guessing that some, if not all of you come from Earth.” Marcus, Ahnah, Alasie raised their hands. Alvar and Bao sheepishly held out theirs. “ Explain you two?

“ I am from a mystical family. We live in Bavaria in secret, among normal humans.” Vox nodded to Alvar’s answer.

“ Never been there myself honestly. And the authority pleaser?” He pointed to Bao.

“ My family has their own private realm...This is the first time I’ve ever been away from home.” Bao had a sad face. She looked down toward the floor. Vox rolled his vacant eyes.

“ I have telepathy dear, I know you’re trying to get sympathy.” He accused. Bao’s face immediately changed to anger-induced frustration, Scoffing.

“ Wait if you have that, why don’t you just read all our minds to know everything about us.” Alasie asked.

“ One, it’s rude. Second, I shouldn't have to mentally read my students to see if they’re telling the truth. They should just tell the truth. Third, I need to actively try to, it’s not always on. It’s like one of those bright bricks on Earth. I need to activate and limit its use for my health.” Ahnah wrote notes on Vox’s words. “ Now can the last three tell me their familiarity, or lack thereof, of magic so I know what skill level I should be teaching?” He gestured to the trio of students.

“ Me and Ahnah are children of a lesser native spirit up in Canada.” Alasie answered a blushing Ahanh protested.

“ You can’t just blurt out stuff like that!”

“ The sibling connection, the unfamiliarity with magic, or the national origin?”

“ All of the above.” Ahnah claimed as she hid underneath her own arms. I turned to Alasie.

“ She spouted some junk about ‘needing as much mystique’ she could muster to fit.” Vox shrugged at the answer. Many of the newer students feel the need to make up for their earthly origins by making a mysterious identity. Especially the very ordinary one. Though a thought occurred.

“ How many of you are demigods?” Vox asked. Sure enough, Marcus, Alasie, and Ahnah held up their hands. “ Oh joy.” It wasn’t that Vox disliked demigods, just what they did to teach. Given their parentage, they could be either educational boons or cursed monsters that ruin a semester. Depends on the specific domain of the parents. “ Speak your parent’s domain.”

“ Magic.” Marcus chimed.

“ Spirit of water and Ice Mr.V.” Alasie answered for both of them.

“ Vox is fine.”

“ Alright, Marcus comes on up.” He pointed to the bemused student.

“ Need the assistance.” They said confidently.

“ Given your heritage, it’s a formality that they will be asking tips from you.” Vox looked at Marcus’s hand for the pencil he grasped. It was gone. “ And your ability to pick up on things.”

“ Show off.” Bao fumed.

“An understandable reaction Bao, but a reprimandable one.” Bao became quiet from Vox’s warning. “ I assume you have an idea of what to do next? Or is this more of a ‘you need to see me do it first’ situation.” Marcus stared at their hand.

“ I want to try on my own first.” They answered. Vox took a step back to his desk and started to write down an exercise for the rest to follow. Marcus will probably do it right the first time, He thought to himself.

The thought was over when he heard a squishing sound hit the floor. At first, he panicked which was amplified by the panicking of the other students. He was relieved when saw that Marcus had both his hands but was disgusted that instead of a pencil they manifested a greenish-black bread, covered in mold. Maggots consuming it.

The panic quickly ended but was replaced with shared nausea.

“ You wouldn’t have practiced with bread at some point?” Vox asked. Marcus slowly walked away from the abominable food product. Vox tried to remember which of his spells obliterated things.

“ I eat it from the bag. By the handful.” Marcus responded cautiously.

“ As someone who does not eat, is this nor-”

“ No.” everyone except Marcus agreed. Vox placed a hand above Marcus’s shoulder.

“ No need to feel defeated or embarrassed. We still have students here who teleport into walls sometimes. And Demigods like you sometimes use their power unconsciously.” Vox tried to reassure Marcus but they quickly went back to their seats. Vox pointed at the offending loaf and it flashed burned into dust. Just quick enough to not leave a smell.

“ What exercise you’re going to give Ms.-” Vox glared at Ahnah. “ What is the assignment Vox?” She corrected me. Vox groaned slightly and read out loud the quick instructions he wrote.

“ You will pair into groups of two, One of you will have me as a partner. You give each other Items and coach each other to manifest them back into reality. You will draw lots, Ill take the odd man out.” Vox explained as he passed around the mentioned Lots. “ Alvar and Alasie. Bao and Ahnah. Marcus and myself.” Vox rigged the lots with slight probability manipulation but he felt the pairs were a good fit for each other.

Marcus only needs help with the last part of the lesson. Alavar, while quiet, can probably coax Alasie into participating. And Bao and Ahnah trying to bit down their competitive streak will be fun to watch for everyone else. Vox the most.

He was very wrong. While he did managed to teach Marcus some tips on his manifesting, the expected fighting between Bao and Ahnah became less and less funny as their words became more venomous.

“ I’m not letting some savage from a frozen wasteland explain the magic theory to me!” Bao yelled out.

“ Says the privileged ass that turns her nose, everyone, while pretending that her own shit does not stink.” Ahnah shouted back. Rather cowardly Vox decidedly ignored it and kept an eye on the other students. Everyone but the overachievers managed to get some process with their manifesting and general magic. Even the shy Alvar and slacking Alasie. They seemed to actually hit it off, a strangely endearing duo.

“ Seriously? Your region is the whole reason the whole lederhosen and beer thing is the first thing people think of when they think of Germany?” The girl asked.

“ If it wasn’t for us we would be stuck as being viewed as nazis and soviet puppets. Better to be thought of as a carefree drunk than either one.” Alvar said with slight confidence. Vox had a smile. And then he grimaced when he saw that Bao and Ahnah flat out refused to work with one another. Sitting with their backs facing each other.

Marcus at least had, if not mastered, at least managed to retrieve their pencil from the pocket space.

“ There's no need to rush progress. Some move through parts of a spell in different paces. Like how some artists are better at shading than composition before practice. Something I would encourage you to do, despite natural talent.” Marcus stared at their hands.

“ So don’t squander the potential.” They stated plainly. Vox nodded while Marcus looked toward the front of the classroom. Where Bao and Ahnah still sat in silence. “ Like what they are doing.”

“ Yes.” Vox sighed. “ Like what they are doing. Squandering potential, growth, and a fruitful partnership.” Vox said with mild frustration. While they did annoy him, it was undeniable that they both wanted this class. Yet their ego won’t let them learn from each other. And by this point, It was sad, embarrassing, and blood-boiling. If Vox had blood. But the fire that made up his body made up for that. Everyone! Get into groups and get to know each other.” Vox yelled out. He let everyone get up from their seats but Bao and Ahnah. “ You two stay until you work with one another.”

“ Mr.-” Vox cut off Ahnah.

“ No questions.”

“ I implore Sir Deruste-” Vox’s hand separated itself from his arm to silence Bao.

“ I said no questions, do your assignment as a team or I give you an F.” Bao and Ahnah jaw dropped.

“ Wait, this is graded!?” They shouted in unison.

“ I didn’t feel like such a simple exercise would be that hard. Clearly, I didn’t account for you two to choke on your own pride.” Vox spelled out with a demeaning tone, a very intentional one.

“ Huh, I might have a better grade than Ahnah for once? Cool.” Alasie said calmly. “ I can be the smart twin for once. Immediately Marcus and Alvar compared the two.

“ Don’t see it.” They said in unison. Both Ahnah and Alasie scoffed in turn.

“ Enough.” Vox pleaded. “ Simply work with each other by the end of class or be forced to stay in for remedial classes.”

“ Fine.” Bao said sternly. She looked toward Ahnah with disdain. “ I can work with this gold-blooded peasant to get the grade.” Ahnah shot her a glare.

“ And I’ll stop looking at a rich bitch’s nose hair long enough to get the grade and your respect.” She stuck her tongue out.

“ I am not mistaken at the idea that humans are considered adults at seventeen and twenty right?” Vox looked toward the class.

“ Physically.” Alasie chimed. “Ain’t that right sis.” She asked Ahnah with a cheeky smile.

“ I will also remind you both you have ten minutes.” Vox said quickly.

“ What!?”

“ You both wasted so much time hating each other you haven’t noticed time move by?” Vox questions in a sarcastic tone. “ Who would have guessed that such pointless bickering would have consequences.”

“ Laying it on a bit thick there? Aren’t ya Vox?” Marcus asked.

“ Hopefully not as thick as these two egos.” He replied. Vox counted down the time for Bao and Ahnah to finish the spell practice in the allotted time….and fail. Instead of trying to do what Vox asked, work with each other, they argued on what to do first.

“ We should double-check our theories!?” An eclectic Ahnah shouted.

“ There's no time for that! Just Calibrate the exercise and follow my damn lead.” Bao instructed.

Vox held his head in shame as a loud bell rang, signaling the end of the class period. The other students left the classroom as Bao and Ahnah started downward, their faces parallel to the ground.

“ Such a shame that such works would go to waste.” Vox said wistfully. “ And all that effort to get the rest of the class hungover.” Vox said as he floated toward his desk and gathered his things.

“ What do you mean?” Ahnah said with her eyes avoiding direct eye contact with Vox and Bao rubbing her side.

“ The fact you two teed yourself off to try and outdo the rest of the class today by.” Vox pointed at Bao. “ Starting a false rumor of a freshmen kegger.” He then turned to Ahnah. “ And supplying them with tainted alcohol that was stronger than it should be.” Both of the girls looked at each other, a bizarre mixture of impressed faces and shame.

“ How?” Bao asked with her cradling her head.

“ Telepathy. When your brain was too busy making insults or fuming with Ahnah I started to poke around. I found the memory right after you two started being pissy and sat away from each other.” Vox explained in depth. Every sentence makes the pits of shame in Ahnah and Bao deeper. “I’ll see you both later. We will go over basic magic exercises and decency if time allows.” Both Bao and Ahnah stared at him. “ I won’t tell anyone of your deeds if you both promise to work together and think like magicians. The essence of magic is change and directing that. Surely you can apply that to yourself.” Vox asked them. They both nodded. “ Good I’ll see you both after sunrise. Please leave your egos at the door.” Vox explained as he snapped his finger, gathering all his supplies into his bag, and left the room.

V

ox was embittered by the class but he did think that the duo had merit. A part of him wanted the challenge. Maybe at some point, they’ll manifest the will to see that if they worked in tandem, they could do great things.

Vox counted down to when he would meet them again, down to the minute.

[shotblastpro]

What is shot blasting and painting line?

https://www.shotblastpro.com/what-is-shot-blasting-and-painting-line.html

Shot blasting and painting machines can be called a preservation line. That is a processing technology that does surface shot blasting and coated with a protective primer before the process.

 The Workpiece of Shot Blasting and Painting Machine

The blasting and painting machine is suitable for steel plate, h beams, I beams, steel pipe, and other regular shape steel workpieces.

 Application of Shot Blasting and Painting

After pretreatment, it can improve the corrosion resistance of the mechanical products and metal components, improve the anti-fatigue performance and prolong its service life; at the same time it also can optimize the steel surface process state and It is good for cutting and blanking of CNC cutting machine. In addition, because the steel before processing has a regular shape, it is conducive to mechanical derusting and automatic spray painting. Therefore, the use of shot blasting and painting can greatly improve the efficiency of blasting work; reduce the intensity of blasting work and pollution of the environment.

 Constituent Part of Shot Blasting and Painting Machine

1. Inlet roller conveyor

2. Shot blasting machine

3. Abrasive cleaning up system

4. Dust collector for shot blasting machine

5. Painting room

6. Drying chamber

7. Outlet roller conveyor

8. Paint mist treatment system

 Working principle of Shot Blasting and Painting

Steel plate is sent into the enclosed shot blasting chamber by the roller conveyor system firstly, using the high speed rotating impeller to throw the steel shot and cut wire shot onto the steel plate surface, impacting the steel plate surface to derust, the abrasive will into screw conveyor then through bucket elevator into the separator. The abrasive can be used in the storage bin, the duct will into the dust collector. Then using the brush, abrasive reclaim screw conveyor, and high-pressure abrasive blowing system clean out the dust and remaining shot on the surface of the steel plate. Then through a roller conveyor system get into the painting room. By high-pressure airless spray gun which is loaded on the top and bottom of spray car, spray coating primer to the surface of the steel plate. Automatic spray room is composed of frequency converter, motor, drive chain, traction chain, paint car, chamber, towline, and high-pressure airless spraying machine, etc. Then through the drying chamber to make the steel plate surface film to touch dry state. V type structure conveyor transport the steel plate into the drying room for drying after the spray painting. The V-type structure of conveyor synchronous running with the workpieces greatly reduces the contact area with the painted workpieces, which greatly avoids film damage during drying and transportation. The electric heater is arranged at the top of the outside drying room, through the heat exchanger, the heated air is sent into the drying room directly by the blower through the ducts system. Finally, be sent out and unloading by the conveyor system and hydraulic translation system. At the same time, the dust collector system and paint mist filtering system are in operation, to ensure that the workshop environment in a good position.

 QINGGONG MACHINERY offers customized solutions for integrated steel and preservation lines, based on extensive years of experience in this sector: Using our excellent engineering know-how, we design systems for your workpieces in line with your requirements to ensure that the desired level of quality is achieved, whilst optimizing process and operating costs.

Please do not hesitate to contact us if you are interested in the preservation line!

[onychaos]

Nothin’ But Mario & Sonic

So, BigJon06 is holding a event called “Nothin’ But Mario & Sonic” to help support Child’s Play Charity  by hosting a stream event where Sonic and mario speedrunners will be restreamed on Big Jon’s Twitch stream to earn money to help out Child’s Play Charity

Update: I was unable to join as my run was rejected. For the best.

… I assume the streams will be restreamed on his Channel. And this starts on Feb 2nd and ends on Feb 3rd.

I had no plans on joining this event, After that last Sonic Speed R Transformed was a train wreck… But at first. I thought this was like a event where you stream a run, call it a day, and hit the hay. But NAH. MastaKirby talking about the event got me curious…

But what the heck. I will give this a go. A chance to promote my dead channel. While this may. And I say “”May”” Bring in new viewers.. I feel like it will be a waste of time, as I doubt anyone would want to watch.

BUT… At the same time, this will be my first real Twitch.TV event I’m joining, not counting Sonic Speed R or Sonic Speed R Transformed as that was something else. Where BigJon06 will be hosting a event is a much bigger deal since the streams will get noticed. But that doesn’t matter now.

But If you want to watch the vod or train wreck that will be my vod or stream. You can check back around Feb 3rd for my vod, but if you happened to be up 8 AM on Feb 2nd, you can watch my livestream here on Twitch.tv or a link to my channel can be seen here. https://www.twitch.tv/chaosony

I will be running Super Mario Odyssey and trying to get a good time but till then, I will be doing runs of the game till that day, so when the time comes, I will be ready to run the game with no resets and maybe make a new overlay

For my derust runs, you can find them here https://www.twitch.tv/chaosony

Again, BigJon06 will be restreaming the event at https://twitch.tv/gamej06 (I think?)

Once I get done with my run, I will sit back and watch the other runners do their runs. That’s all I wanted to say on this. I will be sure to share my Experience after the event. :3