#rebor

[kingoftieland]

Rebor produces a wide range of prehistoric figures and collectibles, with their Oddities line consisting of limited edition, unusual and original items. This newest addition is the “Extinction” Statue, which I purchased in the stunning Renaissance Bronze color scheme. Originally drafted as a mockup design for April Fools’ Day, the model was based on the Philosoraptor meme – an advice animal image series featuring an illustration of a Velociraptor paired with captions depicting the dinosaur deeply immersed in metaphysical inquiries or unraveling quirky paradoxes. The demand was so great for the fictional item, though, that Rebor decided to make the statue a reality!

The piece is reminiscent of Hugo Rheinhold’s famous work “Affe mit Schädel,” which depicts a common chimpanzee sitting atop a pile of books and manuscripts while holding a skull. Rheinhold was likely inspired by Rodin’s “The Thinker” — a famous statue that was part of a larger commission entitled “The Gates of Hell,” based on “The Divine Comedy” by Italian poet Dante Alighieri. Interestingly, that same book is one of the numerous volumes upon which the Velociraptor is perched. 📚

[that-dinopunk-guy]

I know I've been negative about Rebor's dinosaur figures in the past, but holy crap I want this one.

[jaiautoindustries-blog]

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[le-dragon]

It was vast

The cursed plateau the golden and green realm had started to call the Graveyard

Of course that was not it's only name, the Crystal Garden, the Mourning Fields, the Realms Golden Crib, the Break, the Hope, the Sorrow and so many more, were all names the place accepted which it's mindless existence

However in this tiny moment, only one name matter for the lone visitor sitting in the center of the pillar field, whom looked at the complete gold skies above which a distance hazy look, and played softly whit the vast carpet of a unique flower specie, that called every inch of ground beneath the statues feet it's home, which a lazy hand

The Memories of Before

a fitting name, the lonely being thought, for there lay all the faces, familiar or not, who looked up at fully green skies, crystallized forever in beautiful colors. All but one. who lay down in a gentle, but cold, embrace of one he had once held dear like any other.

A mentor, a father, or simply a family member. It no longer mattered.

for there Danny laid, in a far too perfect hold of a crystilyse Clockwork, in the center where he once stood so long ago. listening to soft songs of memories almost forgotten, replayed by the wind and flowers just for him

DP X DC PROMPT: ATLAS AU

The GIW fuck up, Amity is blown up and the Ghost Zone is seriously destabilised.

Danny ends up having to literally hold up the Infinite Realms to make sure that what is literally the lining between dimensions doesn't collapse on itself. Stuck halfway through the portal while putting all of his focus into his task, he stays in the ruins of his haunt for 3 years before the Justice League Dark finally manages to break through the barrier the Ancients set up to conceal him.

The entire JL have been itching to investigate what happened to the town without anyway to get in. To say that they didn't expect the ghost of a teenager playing the role of Atlas would be an understatement. Now they must find a way to relieve him of his burden.

(Danny hasn't aged in all the time he's been there due to his trauma, which is made worse by the fact that time moves differently for him due to the Zone's instability. He has no idea how long it's been, but the bone-deep exhaustion he feels suggests it's anywhere between decades or centuries.)

[hasdrubal-gisco]

women don't even know about having to get your urethral rifling rebored every two years

[silvermoon-scrolls]

Soul-searching

GatheringFiKi Trick or Treat 2024 Trick: A Ghost Therapist AU. He could see the ghosts for as long as he can remember. Now he talks them through whatever is keeping them from crossing to the Other Side.

Pairing: Fili x Kili (AU) Words: 820 Content Waring: Character death, rated Teen.

Please keep in mind that this is a Trick prompt.

“So, Tell me about your situation.” Kristoffer leaned back into his armchair and studied his next client. Long, blond hair with intricate braids, broad-shouldered, armored, and — as was custom with his clientele — a bit see-through.

“It’s a long story, Doctor.”

“That’s what we’re here for, isn’t it. You may start wherever you want,” he said with a friendly smile and a gesture to welcome the other to speak. After a few seconds of silence he tried with a more direct question. “What is your name?”

“Fili.”

The ghost was staring at him intently with unbelievably blue eyes. Kristoffer shifted in his chair. Lingering ghosts tended to pick up weird habits — especially those that had been trapped on this plane for a long time. “When did you die?” he asked.

“A very long time ago.”

Kristoffer waited for him to go on, but that was apparently as much as he was going to get about that subject. “And why do you think you are still here after all this time?”

“I need to find my brother.”

“Surely, if you died so long ago, your brother must also be dead by now.”

“I know he is. Was.”

“Was?”

“After I– fell, I clawed my way back to this world as quickly as I could. I couldn’t leave him alone; I needed to protect him.” A haunted look came over him. “But I was too late, he’d already been killed. And before I could find my way back again, he was gone. Reincarnated.”

Kristoffer listened fascinated. “Let me get this straight. You want me to believe that you have been to the Other Side, come back to this world, gone back to the Other Side, and then come back here again?”

“Yes.” Fili was staring at him again, his eyes burrowing into Kristoffer’s soul. It was an improbable tale, Kristoffer had never heard of anything like it, and he shouldn’t believe him, but for some reason he did. There was something very different about the ghost seated across from him; something captivating.

“And what is it you need my help with? I help ghosts who can’t cross over, but you seem able to treat the Veil as a revolving door.”

The end of Fili’s lip curled into a hint of a smile at the joke and Kristoffer felt something stir inside. He felt the urge to try to make Fili smile in full just to see what that would look like ��� but he shook himself back into professionalism.

“If your brother has been reincarnated, what is it you hope to do by finding him?”

“We are soulmates!” Fili exclaimed with fervor, rising slightly from his seat. 

Kristoffer made a calming gesture, and Fili slowly sat back down. “I have been tracking him.” The blue eyes shone intently. “Sensed and followed the trail of his soul through the centuries. Getting closer and closer. I almost found him in the 1820s. Only a few years too late.”

He felt sorry for the man. Kristoffer didn’t doubt that centuries of searching had driven the poor soul slightly mad with grief. He felt a great need to help him, to see him happy, but he didn’t think Fili’s current approach was doing him any good.

“And as ‘soulmates’,” he emphasized the word, “you will find each other again. So why do you hesitate to join him in your next life?”

Fili had calmed down and was speaking softly with closed eyes. “I don’t want to lose my current memories of him. If we are torn apart, how would I find him again? We should be reincarnated together, as it was meant to be. He means everything to me.”

“You are describing a common fear, but you have nothing to worry about,” Kristoffer assured him. “Intertwined souls don’t need memories to feel their connection. I am sure that the fastest way for you to find your brother is to let go of your past, leave this particular reincarnation behind and let yourself be reborn anew–”

“But I’ve already found him,” Fili interrupted. He rose from his chair. He wasn’t tall, but with the armor he was still very impressive. He would have been intimidating if it wasn’t for the look of bliss in his eyes. “It’s you. You are Kili. I’ve finally found you.”

Before Kristoffer had time to react, Fili’s half-transparent hand was on his chest and suddenly memories were flashing through his mind. Images from a past life. The most prominent among them: Fili’s smile – as beautiful and radiant as he had imagined it to be.

Then Fili’s other hand was on his throat. Squeezing. 

Fili’s ice-blue eyes were burning. “We’ll go through the Veil together. You and me Kili. Like it was meant to be.”

Kristoffer’s fingers clawed feebly at the shockingly solid hand that was blocking his windpipe. Everything was going dark.

The last thing he heard was his brother’s wistful voice. 

“Die together; reborn together. I promise you Kili, we’ll never be apart again.”

[piosplayhouse]

This online model shop that I check pretty regularly because they specialize in horse models got a shipment in from rebor so now they just have lonesome george and velociraptor fetus wet specimen listed between all the horsies

[dinofigureoftheday]

Dino figure of the day: Two-Headed Sauropod-Esque Beast (Toymendous, Walmart)

I have no idea why this guy is like this, but he may be inspired by this similar design by Imperial Toys (1980s):

A fascinating beast indeed.

For some reason, exactly one dinosaur design out of a batch of cheap plastic dinosaur toys at Walmart inexplicably has TWO HEADS.

None of the others have any unusual features. All very standard cheap plastic dinosaur type designs. There's no winged T-Rex, no triceratops with eight legs, no ankylosaurus with a cat-o'-nine-tails style multiple branched club-tail... nothing weird.

Except for this two-headed longneck.

[transgenderer]

The Paris Gun (German: Paris-Geschütz / Pariser Kanone) was the name given to a type of German long-range siege gun, several of which were used to bombard Paris during World War I. They were in service from March to August 1918. When the guns were first employed, Parisians believed they had been bombed by a high-altitude Zeppelin, as the sound of neither an airplane nor a gun could be heard. As military weapons, the Paris Guns were not a great success: the payload was small, the barrel required frequent replacement, and the guns' accuracy was good enough for only city-sized targets. The German objective was to build a psychological weapon to attack the morale of the Parisians, not to destroy the city itself. The shells were propelled at such a high velocity that each successive shot wore away a considerable amount of steel from the rifled bore. Each shell was sequentially numbered according to its increasing diameter, and had to be fired in numeric order, lest the projectile lodge in the bore and the gun explode. Also, when the shell was rammed into the gun, the chamber was precisely measured to determine the difference in its length: a few inches off would cause a great variance in the velocity, and with it, the range. Then, with the variance determined, the additional quantity of propellant was calculated, and its measure taken from a special car and added to the regular charge. After 65 rounds had been fired, each of progressively larger caliber to allow for wear, the barrel was sent back to Krupp and rebored with a new set of shells.

[kingoftieland]

After adding a hatchling Deinosuchus to my collection last year, it was time to bring the adult into the mix and Rebor most definitely delivered! Nicknamed “Meta,” this 1:35 scale replica of Deinosuchus hatcheri is based on the actual extinct reptile and measures almost 18 inches long. And as an added bonus, the Estuary Version Deluxe Pack comes with the severed upper body of a drowned Appalachiosaurus for the killer croc to proudly display in its jaws!

Distantly related to modern alligators, Deinosuchus translates as “terrible crocodile.” With the largest adults reaching up to 35 feet in length, this massive apex predator stalked both sides of the Western Interior Seaway during the late Cretaceous period. And while scientists believe it fed on sea turtles and fish, they also theorize that it was probably capable of killing and eating large dinosaurs as well! 🐊

[polytechnic-genius]

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[uncle-mojave]

My Mississippi rifle is an interesting reproduction.

The originals from 1841 were in .54 caliber and issued round ball. In 1855 when the US adopted the .58 caliber Minie Ball bullet they took most of the stock and rebored the M1841's from .54 to .58. Thats where my reproduction fits in. M1841's built after 1855 had the ladder sights that Springfield and Enfields had. Before that it was just a rear V notch block and a brass front post which is what mine has. After 1855 they also had a bayonet lug and a brass handled sword bayonet.

Mine was made in about 1965ish from Zoli, an Italian manufacturer. It's a nice 1:1 example of the M1841 made before 1855 but rebored for .58 cal and its stamped C.S.A. on the patch box like many of them were after being used by the Confederates.

I love it.

I got a mold to make minieballs, I also got 300 roundball. It's just a very good firing, accurate civil war repro with a ton of brass on it.

I know I post this a lot but I did a ton of research to pin down why the reproduction was this version and not other examples.

I love though that 180 years later surviving M1841 rifles are still be shot and exist in collections.

I should say this thing is 4 feet long with a 33 inch barrel.

[strangemeursault]

Stranded,

Like an isle with benign tides, Peace will come, when the merchant takes his pieces. A lamb, sacrificed for the half-baked sinners— The finished product, rotten, Penicillin for the hollowed thought.

Fabricated,

Caterpillar curled beneath watchful eyes, Nest cradling empty prescriptions, Memories drip venomous words. Embers burn bright, Searing away the flesh the colonizers laid on me.

Rebore,

Like a tide uprooting plastic and steel, Crashing in violent bursts, I am the percussionist, Like the Tower of Siloam—crumbling in judgment, Repentance is owed to me. No more suffering in the shell of the caterpillar, Mom, Dad— I have broken free, I am the butterfly.

[handfulsofhistory]

View under the hammer on a Javelle Revolver that has twice been converted from pinfire to use rimfire ammunition. The lower hole was from the first conversion and it was intended to accommodate a spur that was welded to the hammer to serve as a firing pin.  That did not work quite right so I had it converted again, more professionally.  At the top, you see a striker for an internal firing pin that works well.  I also had the barrel sleeved and rebored so it shoots reasonably well.  All this work of course reduced the value significantly from what it would have had in original condition, but it can be shot with modern ammunition.

[ahogarmesll]

!C Nani

!C Nani Boots Reborn

!C Nani Bra Reborn

!C Nani C-String Reborn

!C Nani Leg Chain Rebor

!C Nani Top v1 Reborn http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Sensual%20Souls/80/170/24

!WSG Kamya. Unpacker