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Ky*o R*n is actually the funniest character in the sequels

[nasa]

Rockets, Racecars, and the Physics of Going Fast

When our Space Launch System (SLS) rocket launches the Artemis missions to the Moon, it can have a top speed of more than six miles per second. Rockets and racecars are designed with speed in mind to accomplish their missions—but there’s more to speed than just engines and fuel. Learn more about the physics of going fast:

Take a look under the hood, so to speak, of our SLS mega Moon rocket and you’ll find that each of its four RS-25 engines have high-pressure turbopumps that generate a combined 94,400 horsepower per engine. All that horsepower creates more than 2 million pounds of thrust to help launch our four Artemis astronauts inside the Orion spacecraft beyond Earth orbit and onward to the Moon. How does that horsepower compare to a racecar? World champion racecars can generate more than 1,000 horsepower as they speed around the track.

As these vehicles start their engines, a series of special machinery is moving and grooving inside those engines. Turbo engines in racecars work at up to 15,000 rotations per minute, aka rpm. The turbopumps on the RS-25 engines rotate at a staggering 37,000 rpm. SLS’s RS-25 engines will burn for approximately eight minutes, while racecar engines generally run for 1 ½-3 hours during a race.

To use that power effectively, both rockets and racecars are designed to slice through the air as efficiently as possible.

While rockets want to eliminate as much drag as possible, racecars carefully use the air they’re slicing through to keep them pinned to the track and speed around corners faster. This phenomenon is called downforce.

Steering these mighty machines is a delicate process that involves complex mechanics.

Most racecars use a rack-and-pinion system to convert the turn of a steering wheel to precisely point the front tires in the right direction. While SLS doesn’t have a steering wheel, its powerful engines and solid rocket boosters do have nozzles that gimbal, or move, to better direct the force of the thrust during launch and flight.

Racecar drivers and astronauts are laser focused, keeping their sights set on the destination. Pit crews and launch control teams both analyze data from numerous sensors and computers to guide them to the finish line. In the case of our mighty SLS rocket, its 212-foot-tall core stage has nearly 1,000 sensors to help fly, track, and guide the rocket on the right trajectory and at the right speed. That same data is relayed to launch teams on the ground in real time. Like SLS, world-champion racecars use hundreds of sensors to help drivers and teams manage the race and perform at peak levels.

Knowing how to best use, manage, and battle the physics of going fast, is critical in that final lap. You can learn more about rockets and racecars here.

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[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hi hi! Have you seen the new Rook and Jade cards?

TWST REALLY SAID HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR (they dropped these card designs when it was still Christmas day in my time zone www) 🤡 IMAGINE THE PURE DISTRESS AND TERROR I FELT WHEN I SAW THE NEWS FOR THE FIRST TIME, I ALMOST CHOKED ON MY BREAKfAST The New Year Attire card artwork looks fantastic this year!! zs,j bdhjvkas3t77135f38odwOYdtSIvyiadiyisa I THINK THE tHIRD ANON SAID IT BEST, TREY, ROOK, AND JADE LOOK LIKE YAKUZA DRESSED NICELY TO USHER IN THE NEW YEAR 😭 and Ortho's there to be their cute and innocent errand boy nephew (when in reality he's committing just as many crimes as they are); I KNOW this kid's not above pulling out a laser beam and threatening people to get what he wants.

Trey finally gets another event SSR (man deserves it after like 4 Rs OTL) and not gonna lie, he kinda looks like my grandpa in that outfit... I really like the pattern on his rose print scarf and the flowerpiece though; you can also see the classic Heartslabyul solid sleeve-checkered sleeve combo. The parasol he's holding is nice too, it makes me think about him whimsically twirling it around as he walks through confetti.

This isn't one of my favorite looks for Ortho, but again I really appreciate how the designers and artists used their creativity to reinterpret the traditional NY garb into robotic parts! You can tell Ortho's "clothes" are more blocky and rigid than the others', yet it still retains the festive feel of the line. There seem to be cables and wires attached to the piece pinned to his chest, and, of course, three doggos at his waist to symbolize Cerberus~

Trey and Ortho being on the same banner... It feels like Ortho was dropped off for Trey to babysit, and Trey's the kind old grandpa who dotes on his grandkid.

... Okay, that's enough of being civil 😇

t315751vAUVgddfiyCUvILNDADFFIYAIBFQEOBNABHOACsdaafjkuc??F<>>Mw/q12yft7BLINJZ>?????m,A'PSCPK[QJNsn;nbegquo PLEASE, I'M SCREAMING AND CRYinf aG ON THE GORUNDA RN OTL Of course TWST would release a new Rook SSR not too long after I said Rollo has replaced Rook in my heart as the superior pseudo French anime boy, OF COURSE. WHY DiD THE YM HAVE TO GIVE hiM SUCH A SMYSTERIOSYF SMU g FACE TOO..... . . . ........ . . . .... . . . . AND THAT LIGHTING??//????? ? ?? ? ?hELLO??? ?? ? ?? ? ????? ? GORGEOUS 😭 THE FAN??? ? ?? ? ? ? ?? ? ?? HOW HE's POSED AEJQWHLBIWQ WIHT IT, weL,Ccopmaifn G YOU INTO YHTE SHOP... I'M GOIBNG TO DUCKIUFN G CHEW HSis FINGNERS OFF, HOLD ME BACK BEOFRE I DOn kqw fhgutiuqfvwofueiyviHnsoguewtqtbwipFFQEGFVIVOQE8?>vLM;N;AEGFLQMJEINP I'm not super into Rook's outfit though; the peacock imagery incorporated into his robes and stuck in his hat are kinda... too much for me? The colors are also weirdly blocked out; it looks odd to have the hat as being the one prominent part of the outfit in red. I would have expected... I don't know, more red throughout the entire outfit? BUT IT'S OKAY, ROOK'S FACE STILL LOOKS GOOD AND THAT'S ALL THAT MATTERS HERE

ADKJBLBSLiyfiysafvoyvgad8fVEFQGIYUOVBVADLM;vsomjvsM,.38920TH??:vL;,AD'PGDMA'PFSm J WORD, NEW YEAR'S J WORD IS HERE 🤡 I'M SO GLAD HE';S NOT THE SSR, I CAN EAISLYR MAX HIM OUT BLESS YOIU MCIUAHRD MOUSE 🙏 ABSHLDVUYADVOQDWADOLBIPfsp ip BIG FAN, HUGE FAN OF HIS POSE HERE OTL rUBINGNG HIS HANDS TOGETHE R AND BENDING SLIGHTLYT FORWARD, INCLinING HIS HEAD TOWARD YOU...... .. ............ . .... . .. . . . . . . .... I CAN SMELL THE USED CAR SaLESMAN ENERgy COMING OFF OF HIM it's working on me He looks like he's still wearing a suit and threw extra shit on top... THAT'S LITERAELLY THE SAME HAT HE WEARS FOR HIS OCTA dORM UNIFORM, HE JUST SLAPPED ON A DIFFERENT HATbaND ACCESSORY. AND SAME WAY OF weARING THE SCARF, JUST USED A DIFFERNT SCARF THIS TIME

I love the fact that Rook and Jade are on the same banner this was made specifically to target me/j, shady bitches deserve to be next to other shady bitches 🤣 Imagine how much pettiness and fake smiling will be had between them????? ???? ??? ? I’ve been dying for more interactions between these two, so this is really a treat for me!! 😋

To summarize: yeaaaaaah uh my rolls are in trouble come 2024 🪦

[white-poppie]

heyy could u maybe do a fem reader dealing with sh? with kenma, bokuto, and hinata(separate) from haikyuu. like she accidentally reveals them and they notice it and they all just comfort her? thank u and have a good day!!

You drew st★rs around my scars

A/n: HUGE TRIGGER WARNING AHEAD! So sorry for delaying this anon, life has been complicated these days, I really hope it wasn't an emergency rq. Please don't read it if you are not comfortable, I don't want to accidentally trigger anyone, stay safe :)

TW: S*lf H@/rm, scars, bleeding, crying, distressful situations, poetical depictions of scars (please let me know if I am missing anything.)

NOTE: Please, in case anything is troubling you, do contact someone you trust or the national helpline of your country. It may seem that there is no point in living, but trust me, there are always things worth fighting for. Please don't hurt yourself you are far too precious to be scarred in this way. If you ever wanna talk, my DMs are always open, I have helped people before and it wouldn't be any inconvenience to help more people in need.

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𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐄

The heat dampened your skin, as sweat rolled uncomfortably, sticking the clothes too close to your flesh than you would like. The salty beads of precipitation, made you hiss in pain as they rolled down the fresh, irritated scars; it was all too overstimulating.

The urge to scratch the skin over your pants was irresistible, it was a sort of double-edged sword that was ruining your comfort.

You sighed and decided to change into some shorts instead, it would prevent the sweat build-up that would irritate your skin.

The cool air of the aircon hitting your skin made it so much more bearable.

What you had forgotten in the midst of your discomfort was the fact that your significant other was in fact about to come from his practice soon. You two had planned a pizza dinner today.

"Oi Y/N?" he called as he removed his shoes before entering. You were in a state of comfort, half-bliss at the relief from the scalding sweat, it took you a few seconds before you could respond, panicking you grabbed your pants and tried to slip them over the shorts, "h-here." you called out, puffing as your voice cracked.

But Kenma was quick, agile and laser-sharp; all too cat-like for your liking. It felt like those scenes where the perpetrator was caught red-handed.

Your pants were half slipped up, only till your knees, giving a good view of the scar on your upper thighs, that lay just below your shorts.

You prayed, you hoped, you begged that Kenma wouldn't notice from that far, that the blood wasn't seeping from the fresh scars, that your lips weren't trembling in shame, that you didn't look so utterly defeated and ashamed.

So you just sat on the ground, all the effort you had put up for months, crumbling down all because of the heat -- you were far too careless. You sat on the floor, covering your face with your hands, the pants still bundled up to your knees.

Kenma was petrified, frozen, he had no idea what to do. His heart had dropped to his stomach when he entered and saw your scars in full display. It didn't take a genius to figure out what was going on.

He watched you break down, his hands, shaking and itching to comfort you, to help you somehow, but he is just spell-casted.

"Y/N..." he whispered softly and tries to walk with soft steps as if trying not to startle a sleeping baby, "look at me, please."

He said as kindly as possible, as he sits next to you, his heart breaking at how you softly shake your head.

"Baby please, I promise I won't get mad," he said in such a soft voice, like you would break if he was a tad-bit too loud. You shakily look up at him, eyes red and blood-shot.

"You are okay," he whispered and pat your head, "let's get you cleaned up, alright, we won't want any infections." he said and offered you a hand.

You shakily kept your hand in his as he pulled you up, ordering you to set on the edge of the bed while he got the medical kit.

"Are you gonna leave me?" you asked a little strongly, almost hating how vulnerable you sound.

"Never," he whispered softly and settled on the floor with the medical-kit, "I would never leave you when you need me the most, and I am not saying it out of obligation, I am saying it out of love."

"You are not alone, not anymore, I promise I am never going to blame you for any of this," he said and brushed your hair back, as he sat on floor, gently applying some antiseptic on your thighs with a q-tip.

He makes a mental note to throw all the blades and keep the knives and scissors away from your grasp while you are sleeping to prevent this kind of incident from happening again.

"I love you and nothing can change that, we'll overcome this together, I promise."

𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎

Bokuto wasn't the smartest in the bunch, but he was perceptive of emotions, he noticed when people got quiet, he noticed when someone felt left out, he is always there in the sweetest way possible, his antics are just that adorable.

But right now, you wanted nothing more than to just tell him to go away, but you can't, you can't do that to Bokuto, you can't do that to your Koutaro. Even when you are on the verge of collapsing, your vision blurring as you gripped the sink to stabilize yourself from the roar of panic that echoed deeply within the caverns of your brain.

"Angel, let me in, come on," he knocks softly on the door, "I know you are crying, I'll- I'll give you space I promise, I just need to make sure if you are doing okay."

Bokuto knows how much some people value their personal spaces, it was never a problem for him, but he respected that, he would've let you be on any other day, but seeing the way you were acting for the past one week...he is scared. He is terrified of the mere aspect of you doing something reckless that might take you away from him.

"Kou, please leave me be, I just- I don't wanna see anyone right now."

"Baby, please," he almost pleads and you know he is going into his emo mode again, "I'll break the door Angel, but I am not letting you be, not like this."

You panic frantically as you hear that he will burst open the door, “Kou wait-“

“Get away baby,” he says as he braces himself for kicking the door down.

“3…”

Your heartbeat sped up, but you weren’t sure why, Koutarou’s reaction? Being scared that he would leave you? Or the fact that he was gonna break down the door and waste money for no apparent reason.

“2…”

You breath in deeply and unlock the door, standing behind it. You let him open the door.

Koutaro hugs you. No questions asked, no word spoken; just his muscular arms enveloped around your neck as he pulls you close by your waist. His lips rest on your hairline, just kissing forehead and rubbing your back, comforting you.

He slowly pulls away, and holds your face in his hands, no words needed to be spoken, you already know what he is asking, 'baby what did you do?'

You whimper and softly look down to your arms, not uttering a single syllable, seeing the beads of bloodseep into the sleeves of your t-shirt.

Bokuto gulps and looks into your eyes and then back at the sleeves. He held the fabric genty with his thumb and index finger, "I am gonna roll it up." He says and gently rolls it, careful not to hurt you. His throat turns dry and a broken gasp leaves his his mouth.

"Baby..." he says softly as tears line in his eyes.

"Kou I'm so sorry-" you sob and groan. You had been fearing that this day would come soon.

"Its okay," he says and wipes his tears and hugs you again, tightly, "I promise you won't be pushed to the edge like this again, we'll figure something out, alright?"

"We'll talk to a therapist, we'll- we'll figure something out, alright? You are safe, I'll protect you, I promise," he says and kisses your forehead as he cries again.

"I care about you way too much, please don't do anything reckless," he says softly and cries on the nape of your neck, even if you are the one who needs comforting right now. You nod against his t-shrt, your head buried in his chest.

"But baby you gotta promise me to tell me whenever you are itching to do something like this, whenever you feel as if you need to let the bad thoughts out, somehow, you need t talk to me. Give me a call if I am not here, I'll drive to you hell even run to you, barefoot if I have to."

𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐘𝐎

Hinata felt like a fool to have believed you when you said the scars that lay on your lower-belly were cat-scratches.

He noticed them when your shirt rode up a little while you stretched. the thin scars actually did resemble cat scratches, so he didn't think much of it.

Hinata was finally concerned when witnessed how you hissed when he wrapped his arms around your waist when you were doing something, or how you pushed him back a little when he poked your belly to get your attention.

For a long time he thought he had done something wrong, until he noticed how your smile was loosing its radiant glow that blinded a thousand suns, how your eyes seemed murky and grey instead of full-of verve...he knew something was very wrong.

"Did your cat scratch you again?" he asks suddenly and you are caught-off-guard.

"What cat?" you asked and he frowned.

"Love why do you have scars on your stomach then? Is someone bullying you? Hurting you?" he questioned softly, his eyes all observant and curious.

Your heartbreat fastened at the question, thumping widely against your ribs, "just nothing..." You said and internally groaned at your awkward reasoning.

"You know I am not letting you drop it, right? I care about you, even of it means that I am overbearing sometimes, I say all this out of concern, " he sighed, "I promise I won't judge you for anything." He says reassuringly, smiling with such glee that makes you tear up.

It felt as if you were cheating him, repressing your nature in front of him, but at the same time you wanted to conceal all of it. he was just too pure and you felt tainted...in the worst way possible, the irreversible way that can't be washed away like grime.

"Shoyo, I'm sorry," you whisper, "I-I hurt myself." You say as tears roll down your face.

"It got bad, I-I- relapsed, I tried to stop myself, I really did," you sob.

"You-you did this to yourself?" he asks bewildered, as if the concept of someone inflicting pain upon themselves is a foreign to him, "why?"

"It got bad Shoyo, my headspace wasn't exactly the best- I had stopped it a few years ago, took me all the effort, but I crumbled, I crumbled under the stress," you cry on his shoulder as he hugs you tightly, careful to not to touch the scars on your belly.

"I got you," he says as his lip trembles as he hugs you tightly,"I got you, I got you."

He breaks from the hug and looks at you, "promise me you won't hurt yourself- I'll figure something out, don't do this to yourself, you are so goddamn beautiful, don't hurt yourself like this." He hiccups and kisses your cheek.

"Are they new? Did you put rubbing alcohol on them? Bandage?" he asks, panicking a little.

You shake your head and he sighed, "I- sweetheart you should've cleaned them at least, they can cause an infection."

He sighs and asks you, "may- may I see them?" He questions softly and it makes your eyes widen, as you stare at him with shock.

"i promise I won't judge you, I gotta see them baby" he says softly and waits for you to roll up you t-shirt. He examines the scars on your lower belly, his heart breaking at the sight of how much you've hurt yourself, yet at the same time he is reluved that they don't see too recent, that means you didn't hurt yourself in the past few days.

He gently holds you by your waist and kisses your scars. A soft gasp escaped your mouth as he does this.

"Shouyo what are you doing?" you question, but he doesn' move, he just kisses your scars like its his lifeline, its ticklish but its so intimate that it makes you tear-up again.

"So frickin' strong," he mumbles against your skin, "I love you so much, I swear you are the most perfect person in this entire world. Your scars only make you look cooler."

He sighs and looks up at you, "but honey, you gotta promise you won't hurt yourself anymore, scars are cool, they tell your story, but I hate seeing you hurt yourself like this."

You nod hesitantly, "I'll try."

He smiles and rests his head on your skin, it doesn't matter to him, if there is a little trail of hair on it, or the scars littlering its expanse like constellations, he just loves you that much.

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hello! nieyao for the ask game?

Elle!!

Nieyao: I think the better question is if I ever STOP thinking about Nieyao. They're fucking in that coffin together your honor. They'll figure it out. I believe in their ability to finally have a conversation in there. My relationship tag for them is 'rs: mutual therapy coffin' :D

Ship It

What made you ship it?

There is something so compelling about keeping your ex's head in your bedroom closet so you can talk to him after you've murdered him and chopped him up you know? Certified Unhinged Behavior. Mwah. I am instantly compelled by this.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

Have I mentioned the mutual therapy coffin yet. I do also think it's very sexy that they killed each other like 13 years apart. I am constantly unhinged about them I want them in the pear wiggler I want to study them like bugs with my laser microscope.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

My unpopular opinion is that they never fucked nasty about their unresolved issues either before OR after Nightless City because my firm belief is that this would've fixed them at least a little. Since nothing was fixed they didn't bang about their feelings even once! a shame.

😔sorry that my other answers were more coherent and normal and then in this one I'm just like "yes I'm obsessed lets talk about their mutual coffin!!! :DDD"

Thanks for the ask!

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The Green Drewman, Chloe

Statistics

Aesthetic: Brainy

Age: 19 (Season One)

Alignment: Enactor

Badge: Power Symbol

Color Type: Green

Debut: Welcome to Dullsville

Effects: Ray Gun (Chloe just shoots the opponent with a laser); Re-Coil (Chloe zaps the opponent with her own electrokinesis); Gear Meddle (Chloe uses the wide variety of gadgets in her pack); Go Hammer Time (Chloe smashes the opponent with a mechanized mallet)

Family Members: Wilson Spearmin (Adoptive Father); OTTO (Invention)

Rank: A (Primary Character)

Standout Features: Bob cut, thick eyebrows, LED glasses, square pupils, striped turtleneck.

Character Bases

The Loud House’s Lisa Loud inspired her outfit and some of her body language, but I don’t have that kind of space.

Development

Chloe, named Penny at first and then “Jade” throughout RS, was initially a more straightforward “only sane woman” character without her…impulses. Initially a dull celadon, then chartreuse, since I hadn’t planned ahead for other color characters.

Her usual electronic pupils debuted in RS’ second season, at the time simple rectangular pixels. Her hair grew out a bit, too.

The tail end of Season Two gave Chloe freckles she kept for the rest of the old continuity. The reboot did away with them, along with returning some of her sanity.

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[majaloveschris]

I think the laser focused comment was a moment of candid honesty, he was giving everyone a heads up, now that I look back and with new context, he could have very well been saying he up until some point was focused on finding a partner, which means a) he had already found her b) was testing the waters with someone or C) not; it could be interpret those 3 ways, but considering alba was around then waiting for him, im just gonna go ahead and think it was indeed about his rs with her

When this interview came out, Chris was supposedly already in a relationship with Alba. They had been "together" for like 8 months. The question was about something he had been laser-focused on at the time—in one word, something he continuously was in the past and still is in the present. So if at the time they had already been together, that means that he found a partner, so he isn't looking anymore but was in the past, before they got together.

But he said "maybe laser focused on finding a partner" in the present tense, which means that at the time, he was still looking and searching, which he had been doing in the past too, and this answer makes no sense whatsoever considering he had already been "together" with Alba. And please don't start with "he wanted to keep it a secret or private", because nobody asked him about his personal life; it was a generic question, and he decided to answer it the way he did.

So if he was talking about Alba and their "relationship," he either shouldn't have given an answer about his love life or he should've said "he was or had been" lasered focused on finding a partner, because that would've meant that he has already found the person he was looking for or that he is in a relationship, because when you are in a real one, you don't say, you are still searching.

This, however, simply meant that "he is still searching" for that person, but why would you do that if you are already in a relationship?

I hope you understand what I'm trying to say here 😅

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Alpha Element: "Crossbow"

Packrat LRPV PKR-T5 (ML) Chevalier Light Tank (Standard) Hunter Light Support Tank (Standard) Galleon Light Tank GAL-100

Details Below:

Packrat LRPV PKR-T5 (ML)

Base Tech Level: Introductory (IS) Level Era Experimental - Advanced - Standard 2798+

Tech Rating: E/X-E-D-D

Weight: 20 tons BV: 501 Cost: 488,400 C-bills Source: TRO 3039 - Succession Wars Role: Striker

Movement: 7/11 (Wheeled) Engine: 120 Fusion

Internal: 8 Armor: 64 Internal / Armor Front 2/16 Right 2/16 Left 2/16 Rear 2/16

Weapons: -Medium Laser, FR, Heat 3 -Medium Laser, FR, Heat 3 -SRM 6, FR, Heat 4

Ammo: -SRM 6 Ammo, BD, 15 -SRM 6 Ammo, BD, 15

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Chevalier Light Tank (Standard)

Base Tech Level: Standard (IS) Level Era Experimental - Advanced 2690-3044 Standard 3045+ Extinct 2845-3037

Tech Rating: E/E-F(F*)-D-D

Weight: 35 tons BV: 668 Cost: 1,003,254 C-bills Source: Star League Role: Striker

Movement: 6/9 (Wheeled) Engine: 190 Fusion

Internal: 20 Armor: 104 Internal / Armor Front 4/26 Right 4/20 Left 4/20 Rear 4/16 Turret 4/22

Weapons: -Streak SRM 2 FR, Heat 2 -2 Streak SRM 2 FR, Heat 2 - ER Large Laser, TU, Heat 12

Ammo: -Streak SRM 2 Ammo, BD, 50

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Hunter Light Support Tank (Standard)

Base Tech Level: Introductory (IS) Level Era Experimental - Advanced - Standard 2937+

Tech Rating: E/X-E-D-D

Weight: 35 tons BV: 648 Cost: 1,135,125 C-bills Source: TRO 3039 - Succession Wars Role: Missile Boat

Movement: 5/8 (Tracked) Engine: 175 Fusion

Internal: 16 Armor: 96 Internal / Armor Front 4/32 Right 4/24 Left 4/24 Rear 4/16

Weapons -LRM 20, FR, Heat 6 -Flamer, RR, Heat 3

Ammo: -LRM 20 Ammo, BD, 6 -LRM 20 Ammo, BD, 6

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Galleon Light Tank GAL-100

Base Tech Level: Introductory (IS) Level Era Experimental - Advanced - Standard 2692+

Tech Rating: E/C-C-C-C

Weight: 30 tons BV: 309 Cost: 370,500 C-bills Source: Succession Wars Role: Scout

Movement: 6/9 (Tracked) Engine: 180 ICE

Internal: 15 Armor: 56 Internal / Armor Front 3/11 Right 3/10 Left 3/10 Rear 3/11 Turret 3/14

Weapons -Small Laser, RS, Heat 1 -Small Laser, LS, Heat 1 -Medium Laser, TU, Heat 3

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Top Laser Surgury for Fissure

RS Gaur Global Multispeciality is a Top Laser surgery for Fissure. This hospital has been running for many years and every kind of treatment and surgery is done with affordable prices. Small tears in the anus's lining have the potential to be quite painful, bleed, and impair bowel motions. Laser surgery for fissures gives several compelling benefits, making it an attractive option for those seeking relief from this painful condition. Its minimally rush nature, enhanced accuracy and control, and decrease the risk of infection contribute to a faster and more comfortable recovery process.

[sleepstrategy]

Modded minecraft challenges:

Don't use conduits (or other op pipes)

Use a different main network (ae2, rs, logistics pipes etc)

Extra challenging: no conventional main network, try something like blood magic routing nodes, corporea, or aa lasers

Automate every dye

Use that one thing you never use, could be a feature, could be a whole mod to an extent

Make something ultra compact

Find out how much you can cram in one compact machine

Recreate compact claustorphobia modpack

Make a base in the nether

Make a base in spaaaaaaaaace (random planet/space station)

Feel free to add your own

[bastionofbibliophiles]

A CD player skipping when bumped is annoying, but it's really amazing that they can play as well as they do.

Data on a CD is stored as a series of "pits" (indentations) and "lands" (non-indented sections) in a single track that spirals from the inside to the outside. Each pit is only 500 nanometers wide, 100 nanometers deep, and between 850 and 3,500 nanometers long, and the center-to-center distance between successive loops of the track is only 1,600 nanometers. That means there are 15,875 loops per inch or 6,250 loops per centimeter. For reference, a typical E. coli bacterium is a tiny tube between 250 and 1,000 nanometers in diameter and about 2,000 nanometers long. To top it off, when played a CD is spun between 200 and 500 times per minute.

A CD is read with a tiny laser that bounces off of the "pits" and "lands" into a photodiode that converts the laser light into an electrical signal. That laser needs to be accurately aimed at something the size of a single bacterium whizzing by at up to 1.4 meters per second, and it has to be able to move to follow the entire spiraling track. And CDs are inexpensive, mass-produced pieces of plastic — they may be slightly thicker or thinner in some places, or they may be slightly warped, or the center hole might not be perfectly centered. Which means they can wobble as they're spun, both side-to-side and up-and-down, even if the CD player is rock-solid. And the laser needs to track all of that motion perfectly or else data will be missed.

With a vinyl record you at least have a physical needle riding inside a continuous groove, with the walls of the groove keeping the needle on-track even with significant vibration or physical shocks. A tiny laser focused through a tiny lens doesn't even have that benefit to stability.

Once you start putting CD players in things that move, like cars, you can't rely on assuming the player is rock-solid. Truly portable players like the Discman or Walkman make that even worse. Anti-skip technology is really almost miraculous, despite not being perfect. There are multiple types, ranging from software tricks (like reading ahead, storing the data in a rolling buffer, and playing on a delay; if a skip is detected and the new position is within the buffer, it can fix the problem without affecting the playback at all) to physical tricks (like building the spindle and the laser-and-lens assembly on floating mounts that insulate them from external vibrations, preventing skips entirely). Buffering especially became more effective as digital memory got smaller and cheaper, but that is what ultimately killed the CD player: storing entire songs, then entire albums, then entire libraries in digital memory that fits in your pocket.

Anyway, CDs are awesome. Buy CDs of your favorite albums, rip the audio to WAV files for convenient playback on your computer/phone, and store the physical CDs in a cool, dry, dark box as a backup.

If you have a digital library already and want to go physical, you can burn it to CD-Rs (write once, permanently) or CD-RWs (write and re-write and even erase if you want, like modern computer memory), but these can be less stable than read-only pressed-in-the-factory CDs because they use color-changing dyes or metal layers instead of the 3D pits of read-only CDs. If you have any CD-Rs or CD-RWs, back them up to a more long-term digital or physical medium as soon as possible, or you risk losing their contents to disc rot.

What was your first source of portable music? Walkman? CD player with headphones? MP3 Player? iPod? Phone? 

[hayagrivawellness]

Each day you choose death - kill the part of yourself that thinks your work should be affordable or accessible at your own expense .

Each day you confront - by naming your real price. To yourself. To the world. To someone you've undercharged.

Confront - Each day you tell one person who commands your attention like it's their birthright - you tell them you no longer have access to me because my energy is sacred. Give me one reason why I should give you my attention? You want my attention! Then you can buy it with money. God has given me 5 senses to feed you with my attention, they are meant to burn every surface level bulshit, social pleasantries, they are meant to be laser focused like how arjun is laser focused towards its target.

Confront - cast a money spell by saying i welcome abundance in all forms that serve my highest good, I am open to receiving, I am ready for flow

Embody - walk the earth as if you come back from the exile

Death - burn your comfort outfit.

Confront - who you are really are

Embody - dress as the creature you are becoming

Death - burn the titles you have given yourself.

Confront - rename yourself for this new timeline. Announce it somewhere

Embody - sign documents using your mythic name and only answer to that name.

Death - write a role that you have played for acceptance, love, or survival. Burn it with your menstrual blood.

Confront - create a ritualistic event around mourning your former self. Let her burn into ashes, until she is nowhere to be found, lost in the deepest fragments of dust and has been blown out by the wind currents. She is no longer you. She has now evaporated into thin air.

Embody - go silent for 24 hours. Kill the compulsion to open your mouth to perform and speak for validation. Shut up

Confront - speak only in an oracle voice. No small talk, only prophecy. Your words you will utter from this moment forward is written in the water and will bend the reality.

Practice oracle speaking

- my blood remember, what your scientific literature forgot.

- truth does not ask to be trusted. It simply burns

- This is what is coming

- let no word pass my lips that does not carry thunder and storm

My style of speaking - i do not answer - i reveal. I do not explain. I disturb. I speak as if what I say is already law, do not ask for underprivileged.

Confront - say "No" to something today that you normally tolerate out of politeness

Embody - perform a rage ritual. Dance naked around drums. Screams, red paint, no language, only primal release.

Death - murder that person who is afraid of asking for money exchange for the value she brings to the table

Embody - dance with full erotic full expression. No choreography. Let your thighs tell the prophecy.

Death - hold the funeral of your old self. Draw a symbolic grave. Speak her eulogy. Offer hair, blood, or ash to her .

Confront - I am no longer the same person you remember.

Embody - walk like a woman just resurrected from her own pyre

Burn - burn the desire to be a peacemaker, be sovereign in your fire

Embody - I don't want to be digestible, I want to be unforgettable.

Confront - command money without a pinch. For example - this offering demands exchange of 27000 because it changes timelines. If you feel the pull act. If you hesitate, it's not for you. You are not begging, you are summoning

Embody - Create a cult like magnetism. sells out offerings in her dreams and silence.

Confront - tell them i am the storm, they have been waiting for!

Confront - tell your bloodline - ( you hid the weapons, I have come to dig them up)

Embody - stop explaining and justifying yourself. Let your presence be your answer.

Death - kill a part of you that thinks your work should be affordable or accessible at your own expense

Confront - name your real price to the world.

Embody - act as if you already make 700000 rs a month. Eat, move, speak from that timeline. let the mirror know.

Death - burn your shame, gifts you have hidden to avoid being judged. Let the masculine energy experience your sensual archetype.

Death - burn your comfort outfit. Let go of your camouflage.

Deact act - strip identity

Confrontational act -o do not predict the future. I command it.

Embody - live as if the prophecy already unfolded.

Confront - speak one unfiltered prophecy out loud about the world. You are the oracle.

Embody -dress, act, eat as if you are being recorded by the cosmos each second. So make it count.

Death - burn the fear of what would happen if you were fully seen in your power. Burn it under moonlight

Confront - tell someone exactly what you see in them. Even if it ruins the comfort between you

Confront - speak your desire without diluting them. Let it be clear, sharp, undeniable.

Embody - refer to yourself in third person like your alter egos. She only speaks in fire. See what reveals. She is not available.

Death - burn the last piece of self doubt you hold in your throat.

Embody - speak only in symbols. Say nothing literally. Let your aura do the explanation.