#computer displays

[gutterpufferfish]

So apparently my drawing tablet has- wait for it, SETTINGS. And apparently you can use them to make all of your drawings a standard size.

I JUST THOUGHT IT WAS A NATURAL THING TO HAVE ALL OF YOUR DRAWINGS GET STRETCHED OUT WHEN GOING TO OTHER DISPLAYS. CRAZY RIGHT!!!

[scanzen]

Susan Hockey defining fonts on the PDP15, Atlas Lab, 1972. via UKRI Science and Technology Facilities Council / Chilton Computing photographic archive

[rustedgate]

Working out his colors, cause I want to make a bigger drawing with him. But in the meantime. Ouppy

[thegikitiki]

The World at Your Fingertips...

Control Data Corporation, 1968

[arielluva]

screenshot redraw! though i took creative liberty in making it rain here even though it isnt (yet) in the screenshot bc i thought it'd be cool (i also enjoy drawing water droplets)

there are two versions of the drawing here, the first one is edited for mobile to get it to look closer to my intended colors, while the second one is the original from my computer. the third image here being the original screenshot, lol

[cringefail-clown]

my take on a robot hal design

[1273abgc]

some misc computer art :-) mostly png, but some other ocs + a custom r here 2.

+ heres his rig from the gif i made of him but i thnil i mightve already posted… sorrrry

also thank you for the love on png… if you have toyhouse, consider checking out his profile here:

maybe favoriting him if you have an account…. sorry for the self ad. i am excited

[digitalwitchmayura]

https://x.com/ark_akiba/status/1903269223813796166

[dodifikus]

Stars of disaster

[terraterrafunki]

LEAVE THEM ALONE.

[kply-industries]

[scanzen]

IDI Information Displays Inc. terminal, Computer Controlled Display, Rutherford, 1970.

©UKRI Science and Technology Facilities Council via Chilton Computing photographic archive

[tiredemmet]

Reunited :) Thank you @lcpmon for helping Emmet get to the rendezvous point with Ingo. They're enjoying a nice US southern beverage now.

[custom1zedcr1pple]

bone apple teeth wallpaper i couldn't find any i liked so i just made one myself- feel free to use it too if you'd like! (if you'd like a higher quality version of it i can provide one)

here's how it looks with all the buttons i've added, if you can guess which one is tumblr i'll give you a gold star

[xnackery027]

Are we/Nexus gonna find out what he is wandering to when he passes out due to using his powers too much? I'm sorry i've been really curious for a few days and I want to know :)

Yes you will :] (TW for body horror)

Nexus groaned, leaning against Sun for support as they walked towards the portal. Lately, Sun has been letting him go to an abandoned dimension to take out his anger on the space debris there. He had been really pent up this time, what with having to deal with Moon and Solar deciding to randomly show up, so he had a lot of destruction to deal. But using his powers made him tired. Very tired. “Nex, I can stay here a little longer,” Sun said, gently lifting his hand to pet Nexus’ hood. “You can lay down for a little while if you need to.” Nexus shook his head, ignoring how dizzy the motion made him. “I’m fine. I need to go home.” He didn’t want to faint and leave Sun with the other things in his body. He limped towards the portal, sighing. “Thank you, Sun. This was nice.”

Nexus was spit out of the portal near his cabin. He slowly walked in, immediately tripping on nothing and collapsing onto the floor. His vision swam with tiny black dots. He didn’t want to sleep. He didn’t want to let the witherstorm inside of him run his body. But he was physically and magically exhausted. Before he knew it, he laid his head down and fell under.

When he finally gained consciousness, he knew something was off. The floor under him was cold and damp. He opened his eyes, and realized he was in some kind of shallow dirt cave. He brushed himself off and stood up, then hissed as his head cracked against the ceiling. “Shhhhitttt.” He hissed slowly, trying to keep quiet. Looking around, he could see that he was at the bottom of a steep sloped cave, with light coming from the top. Well, at least he wasn’t high up in a tree like last time he blacked out and woke up again. But he didn’t understand why his witherstorm kept seeking out such inconvenient places. He carefully crawled up the slope, trying and failing to keep his dignity as he flailed up the last few feet. With a grunt, he pulled himself onto the upper ledge, hoping to get out quickly and maybe take a bath in the lake to get all the nasty dirt off of him. But in front of him was a woven wall of vines.

They let out the light in a specific pattern, like it had been made by hand. Did the witherstorm do this? No. He had never even seen it do anything but destroy. The vines were trapping him inside of the cave, so he pulled back and slashed through them like party streamers. He crept out of the hole, looking around. He was surrounded by carved trees and oversized huts. What the hell was this? There wasn’t supposed to be any sentient life on this planet. Moon and Monty made sure of it. He craned his neck, trying to look inside one of the huts to see what was inside. “Hellllooo?” He climbed up the side of the hut, about five feet off the ground, so he could see in through the window. It was freaky how big everything was. There wasn’t much inside the hut, just some dried grass and some fruit stored inside. Was this abandoned?

He yelped as something grazed along his back. Something was squeezing him tight. Vines. He groaned in distress, but managed to claw into it, which quickly turned yellow and wilted. He whipped around, trying to find what was attacking.

Towering over him was… something. An animatronic? Its face was mangled and brutalized, covered in plant life that rooted into its skin and tore the rusty metal open. Its body was nearly completely infested with vines, including some yellowed ones near the arms. “What the fuck are you?!” It had tried to grab him! It turned its head slightly, making a strange clicking noise as it looked over its wilted vines. He took that as an opportunity to bolt. He went as fast as his legs could carry him, tripping and stumbling as he went. He wasn’t even sure where his cabin was from here. He didn’t know how far away he was. He had the revelation to slow down and look at his phone. Moon didn’t allow him any real tech, but he agreed to a simple GPS app when Sun begged for it. He was nearly fifty miles from his cabin! He considered just running there, but felt his legs tremble. He did walk all the way here, apparently. His body didn’t get any rest. He called Sun, hoping he was available for an impromptu rescue mission...

[albatross-the-pen-chewer]

Sky Islands is full of free dogs!