#robot prototype maker

[harriettmiller]

Advancing Manufacturing Excellence: Aluminum Die Casting and Robot Prototyping in China

Introduction In the realm of manufacturing, China has emerged as a powerhouse, leading the way in aluminum die casting and robot prototyping. With a robust industry and a wealth of expertise, Chinese manufacturers have perfected the art of aluminum die casting, while their prototype makers are pushing the boundaries of innovation with advanced technologies like SLA (Stereolithography). Join us as we explore the dynamic landscape of aluminum die casting manufacturers and robot prototype makers in China and discover how they are transforming industries worldwide.

Aluminum Die Casting Manufacturers in China Aluminum die casting has become a cornerstone of modern manufacturing, offering precise and cost-effective solutions for a wide range of industries. In China, a multitude of reputable manufacturers have established a strong foothold in the industry. These manufacturers combine state-of-the-art technology with skilled craftsmanship to deliver high-quality aluminum castings.

Chinese aluminum die casting manufacturers have invested in advanced machinery and equipment, including CNC machines and automated production lines, to ensure efficiency and accuracy. With a focus on continuous improvement, they adhere to stringent quality control measures, ensuring that each casting meets the strictest standards.

Notably, China's aluminum die-casting manufacturers have a competitive edge in terms of cost-effectiveness. They possess the ability to scale production, leveraging economies of scale while maintaining superior quality. This advantage has made China a preferred outsourcing destination for companies seeking high-quality aluminum castings at competitive prices.

The Power of SLA Prototypes In the realm of product development, prototyping plays a vital role in transforming ideas into reality. SLA (Stereolithography) has revolutionized the prototyping process, enabling the creation of intricate and highly accurate models. Chinese manufacturers have harnessed the power of SLA prototypes to enhance product development cycles.

SLA prototypes offer numerous advantages. With their ability to produce detailed and complex geometries, SLA prototypes allow designers and engineers to evaluate form, fit, and functionality before moving forward with production. This technology enables rapid iteration and design optimization, significantly reducing time-to-market.

Chinese manufacturers specializing in SLA prototypes leverage cutting-edge 3D printing technologies and a vast selection of materials, including resins and polymers, to meet diverse project requirements. Their prototyping services are known for their precision, attention to detail, and commitment to delivering top-notch results.

Where Aluminum Die Casting Meets Robotics The convergence of aluminum die casting and robotics has opened up new frontiers in manufacturing. Chinese prototype makers are at the forefront of this fusion, offering expertise in both disciplines to create advanced robot prototypes.

Combining the strength and lightweight properties of aluminum die castings with the agility of robotics, these prototypes embody the future of automation. Chinese prototype makers collaborate closely with their clients, understanding their needs and translating them into functional and efficient robotic designs.

The synergy between aluminum die casting and robotics allows for the production of lightweight yet robust robot components. Aluminum castings offer excellent thermal conductivity, durability, and precision, making them ideal for creating components such as robot frames, joints, and housings.

Chinese prototype makers employ state-of-the-art technologies, including CNC machining, 3D printing, and automation, to manufacture robot prototypes with exceptional precision and reliability. They work hand-in-hand with clients throughout the design and iteration process, ensuring that the final prototype meets the desired performance criteria.

Conclusion China's aluminum die casting manufacturers and robot prototype makers are revolutionizing the manufacturing landscape with their expertise and advanced technologies. Their commitment to quality, cost-effectiveness, and innovation has propelled them to the forefront of the industry. From producing high-quality aluminum castings to creating intricate SLA prototypes and pushing the boundaries of robotics, Chinese manufacturers continue to shape the future of manufacturing. As industries worldwide embrace the potential of aluminum die casting and robot prototypes, the collaborative efforts of China's manufacturers and prototype makers will undoubtedly pave the way for groundbreaking advancements in manufacturing excellence.

[adafruit]

Solenoids go clicky-clacky 🔩🔊🤖

We're testing out an I2C-to-solenoid driver today. It uses an MCP23017 expander. We like this particular chip for this usage because it has push-pull outputs, making it ideal for driving our N-channel FETs and flyback diodes. The A port connects to the 8 drivers, while the B port remains available for other GPIO purposes. For this demo, whenever we 'touch' a pin on port B to ground, the corresponding solenoid triggers provide an easy way to check speed and power usage.

[emmikoochaitea]

Hello everyone! After a while I’m finally releasing my space rider ocs public after working on them for a while! (the dangerous critters as space riders) I’ve kept them hidden for awhile because of shyness but I decided to finally show them all off! This au belongs to @onyxonline

I’ll be sure to draw the riders as spies and spellcasters too but I wanted to finish all the full outfits of the full group shot of space riders first!

There is also gonna be a fanfic I’m working about them and hopefully you’ll like it! Enjoy my silly goobers! Let’s give them all a small introduction!

Since originally the dangerous critters are sort of rivals to the critters, all of them are pretty competitive and kinda? Mean to the og critter due to some dumb childhood rivalries that are petty.

Sinful Shepherd: The leader of the crew! He’s a kind yet strong willed dog that has a lot of empathy for others and tries to be friendly at first. However he knows how to stand his ground and won’t hesitate to punch someone to put them in your place. He can be clumsy and nervous sometimes as well but always has his heart in the right place and is a good leading figure!

Whimper Wolf: Why is he second in command? The others are wondering that too! He’s really shy, seems scared of everything and usually stays nears Sinful Shepherd. But Sinful still seems to trust him and has given him the role for the crew. Although he still gets scared and panics, he has proven himself in battle he can handle cultist and be a good rescuer just.. in his own scared panicky way?

Noxious Neveah Kangaroo: She’s the team’s medic but also a professional boxer and is a BEAST on the field! She uses her strong legs to pack a painful kick that makes the pain last weeks! She’s very energetic and loves fighting more than anything. If you have a cultist fight without her she’ll just take offense and probably ignore you for a week out of pettiness.

Cassi Carless Cheetah: Neveah’s best friend and partner in crime. She’s also a beast on the field but a bit different from Neveah. Her talent is super speed with her strong legs and it’s hard for any cultist to try and run from her when she can catch up to them in just a few seconds!

KittyBelle: Sinful’s adopted sister. She’s a calm caring soul and sweetheart who loves fashion and galas. She’s the one who made all the crew’s gala outfits as she’s a professional outfit maker on the sideline of a space rider!

Frantic Ferret: He’s more focused on right now as a thief and rebel for the prototype’s cult. He’s had a traumatic past that involved them and set up a small rebellion of other victims and survivors that suffered at the hands of the cult. However he justifies his morals by pickpocket and stealing from others and using it for this small rebellion. He eventually will get arrested by the crew but that hasn’t happened yet.

Carter Cobra: Frantic’s best friend and partner through it all, he’s the engineer of the rebellion and a bit of an odd ball when it comes to research and science. He helped Frantic start his rebellion and has followed him ever since. He makes small gears for the rebellion and creates robotic things to help his friends.

Fenni Fennec: Formally training to be a space rider, Fenni was kidnapped by cultist and raised and manipulated into believing her friends left her for dead and the prototype saved her, giving her a twisted mind set and hatred for the dangerous critter crew. She plans to torment them and get rid of them all, and bring them to the prototype, doesn’t matter if alive or dead.

[stevebattle]

CRAB – Creeping Robot Activated Balloon, by Peter Holland, Model Maker magazine (1980). "This is a fun machine that walks, or rather creeps, sideways on a smooth level surface. It is driven by a simple pneumatic pulser taking its power from the stored energy in a toy balloon. The walking action is provided by an interesting application of a "walking beam". Fig. 1 shows the general principle imagine a foot at each end of the beam; turn it counter- clockwise about its left foot and the right foot will advance, then turn it clockwise about its right foot and its left foot will advance. Clearly if it is to get anywhere without the use of wheels and brakes, first one foot will have to lift as it moves forward, then the other. Fig. 2 shows how a "U" shaped and a rectangular foot can be made to walk in a stable manner, using gravity as the means of moving the respective feet forwards. The skew pivots at each end of the walking beam are the trick here. All that is necessary is to raise and lower the base of the rectangular foot to make the whole device walk. … The prototype "Crab" runs (it should be said "creeps") for about 15 minutes on one balloon-full of air and travels about 10 feet in the process!" – CRAB – Creeping Robot Activated Balloon, by Peter Holland, Model Maker magazine, July 1980.

[frillyfacefins]

Solving Engineering Problems Fizzarolli-Style! (Ozzie/Fizzarolli)

Fandom: Helluva Boss Rating: Explicit Pairing: Ozzie/Fizzarolli Tags: Fisting, Weird genitals, Ozzie Receiving, Office Sex, using robot limbs for recreational purposes, post season 2 ep 7 Word Count: 2623

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Summary:

Ozzie has been working on a new kind of toy for ages and it Just. Won't. Work. Fizz might not know much about theoretical robotic engineering, but he knows that having an orgasm or two has never been a bad solution to any problem.

The problem hadn't been with the actuator, that much Ozzie had figured out by now. But that didn't really get him anywhere with this issue — he just kept ruling out any cause he came up with. If neither the actuator, the servo control nor the manipulator were working any different than he had modeled during the conception phase, then why didn't the joints retract in the way his original calculations had predicted?

He had no idea how long he had been working. When the door of his office suddenly opened, he could have sworn that he had only just sat down to redo his calculations with the new variables from the last prototype test cycle.

Fizz sprang at him like the little jack-in-the-box he was, landing on the edge of his desk with an acrobat's precision. "Heey, boss-man," he said, tilting his head in a way that made the small, silver bells on his hat jiggle. He was already in his PJs, so it had to be at least midnight, but he wasn't wearing the matching hat yet. He recognized the jingly hat as one Fizz had designed a while ago. With as many different kinds of artisans as Ozzie employed, both in the sex toy company and at the club, there was never a shortage of people who could turn any fashion idea Fizzy had into reality within a day or two.

If it would only be as easy to get this blasted prototype to work...

"Hey Froggy," he said with a sigh. He suddenly felt exhausted. He really had been here a whole while, hadn't he... But he couldn't imagine that he was going to be able to sleep before he had solved this issue.

Fizz let out a little imp purr and nuzzled Ozzie's arm, making the bells on it rub against his feathers and jingle gently. Ozzie sighed and put down the stylus he was using to work on his tablet, then he plucked Fizz off the edge of his desk and put him on his shoulder. Fizz chuckled and immediately nuzzled his goat head. "Hey there, big daddy..." he cooed. "Are you still working on that magic fist of yours?"

Ozzie turned his head so he could nuzzle his beak against Fizzarolli's belly. His nightshirt hadn't been washed in a while; he'd likely switch to a fresh one tomorrow, but Ozzie found the scent extremely comforting. It reminded him of waking up with his Fizzy by his side — the few times he managed to actually wake up before the alarm clock made Fizz jump out of bed as if somebody had lit his tail on fire and then come down from that jump with his latest annoying noise-maker. Those mornings were precious, not only because they were rare, and right now he wanted nothing more than to go to his bedroom with his Fizzy-frog and nuzzle against his warm, tiny body until he fell asleep...

But he knew himself too well to believe he could just leave his work undone until tomorrow.

"It works perfectly well during the first two sequences," he muttered against Fizzy's nightshirt. "It goes in without issues, the probing works fine, but when all five fingers are in and it's supposed to make a fist for the final part, the joints don't engage properly and then I've got a half-closed fist pistonning in and out of the model... At one point it even ripped part of the rubber column, which..." He made a face. "Not ideal for anybody who can theoretically die.”

Fizz held his own hand out and made a few variations on a fist, maybe to better imagine what Ozzie was talking about. Ozzie reached out to adjust his fingers in the exact position that gave him issues — knuckle joints properly bent, but the second joint only bending halfway, and the last one not at all. Fizz stared at his hand for a moment, then he started to move it up and down very fast, before he finally grinned. "Yeah, I can see that that wouldn't increase your customer retention rates."

He looked down at the diagrams and readouts in front of Ozzie. "How long have you been working on this now?"

Ozzie shrugged. "What time is it?"

Fizz nodded to the two uneaten trays of food standing on the sideboard below their couple portrait. Ozzie didn't need to eat and often didn't, but he still liked the regularity of having his meals at the same time every day. Usually his servants brought enough for two people, so Ozzie could eat with Fizz if his little lover had enough time on his robotic hands to have lunch or dinner together.

Fizzarolli had been occupying himself today, since he knew that Ozzie was working on a dicey problem, so Ozzie had just completely ignored both supper around late afternoon and dinner in the later evening. He must have come to his office around mid-afternoon, after trial round thirty-seven still hadn't shown any improvement, though he couldn't really remember exactly.

"The first shifts at the clubs are already over, so I decided to get in my jammies. You know how it is with Wednesdays."

Wednesdays were generally pretty slow, which didn't make a lot of sense since there was no such thing as a 'weekend' in hell.

After the whole dust-up with Mammon, Fizz had asked to take over more responsibility in Ozzie's businesses. He was a great MC, he'd done a general manager's tasks at Ozzie's before, and he was an extremely competent personal assistant, so Ozzie was happy to let him manage the rest of the clubs and bars Ozzie owned, both officially and unofficially. Of course Fizz was also still rep'ing Ozzie's Factory products, which meant a lot of photo shoots and media stuff, but that didn't seem to be quite enough for his energetic little energizer bunny. He had tried to "take it easy" for a little while after the contest, but he had quickly become restless. And hey, with how competent Fizz was in pretty much everything he put his mind to, Ozzie felt like he could trust him with taking over more responsibilities as his business partner.

Ozzie put one hand on Fizz' back so he could push him forward a little, giving him better access to nuzzle against his belly. "I wish I could come and cuddle up with you," he sighed, "but I really need to get this fucking thing to work..."

Fizz gave his head a little pat, then he let out a little humming noise. "You know... Maybe I could help you jog your noggin'..."

One of his hands started to travel down Ozzie's side, his arm stretching as it made its way to his thigh.

Ozzie sighed, though he did lean back a little and spread his thighs to give Fizz ready access. "Your robotics don't work the same way as this toy, babe. They're connected to your nervous system, after all."

He could feel Fizz shrug. "I could still take your mind off the problem, right?" His metallic, but warm fingers slipped under Ozzie's skirt and ran over the slip that kept his cock hidden. He mostly didn't give much thought to what shape he gave his genitals when he wasn't actively about to fuck somebody, but the whole retractable-penis thing some of Levi's people had going on was honestly more convenient than a pussy, especially since he didn't really care for underwear that didn't have the explicit purpose of being seen. When he was doing this kind of work, he usually just put on whatever was most comfortable, which was mostly a shirt, a skirt, and some nice stockings.

"I mean, I'm not going to say no," he said. The day he'd stop his little impy darling from giving him pleasure just because he needed to do paperwork would be the day he'd have to give up his role as the Sin of Lust, as far as he was concerned. He let out a deep sigh at the expert way Fizz fingered his slit open and then slowly coaxed his cock out. This kind of dick was softer than what he usually preferred, but it was also far more mobile. He let the nearly tentacle-like appendix curl around Fizz' fingers, using just a little bit of magic to make the smooth skin ooze with wetness.

Fizz chuckled. He had slung one arm around Ozzie's mane and was skillfully opening the buttons of his shirt with that hand, while his other one scooped up copious amounts of slick and moved them farther down to the second opening Ozzie's body had in this shape. The shape and physiology of this entrance was pretty close to a succubus' anus, more sensitive than that of an imp, but also somewhat more resilient and easier to stretch. Ozzie leaned back farther and then put one of his hooves on the table in front of him, so Fizz had easier access. Fizz fingered more and more slick into his hole, teasing the rim and finger-fucking him every once in a while before he went back to his oozing cock and slit to get more lube.

Taking all of Fizz' fist was not really a big deal for Ozzie, of course, but he still enjoyed getting fisted quite a lot. Depending on his own physical size, Fizzarolli's fist could be pleasantly filling or fun like a magic bullet. His hands did have a few special features that Ozzie had added to later models on Fizz' request, and while they wouldn't wreck havoc inside of him, he could at least count on a pretty intense orgasm.

Also, he just loved it when his little imp lover took the lead. He sighed with the pleasure that flowed from Fizz into him, feeding on his desire while he closed his eyes and just gave himself over to those clever robotic hands.

After a minute or two, Fizzarolli apparently judged his hole to be wet enough to continue. He nuzzled the side of his main head, purring softly as he pushed two fingers into Ozzie and scissored him open, which went pretty easily with all the slick helping him along and the second- and first-hand desire making Ozzie's body wonderfully relaxed.

"Have I ever told you how much I love the way you feel around my fingers, Ozz?" Fizzarolli whispered. "I love that you gave me those fingers, and that you went to the trouble to make them feel as much as they do... I love feeling the movement of your muscles run up my arm and how easy my fingers slide inside of you..."

He rubbed his head against Ozzie's while another two fingers found its way into Ozzie's open, inviting hole. Ozzie sighed, leaning back just a little farther and arranging both of his hooves on the desk. "You're so clever with those fingers, too," he rumbled. "Couldn't have asked for a better user... You're so creative with everything you do, nobody could use those limbs as well as you..."

Fizzarolli chucked and playfully pushed his thumb in between his other fingers. "Lifetime as a circus performer... I'm glad I get to use my flexibility for your pleasure, daddy~"

His knuckles were right at the entrance now, and Ozzie was finally feeling the pleasant stretch that he usually only got to enjoy when they were playing with toys. Ozzie closed his eyes with a sigh and gave himself over to the sensations around him, the thick, savory perfume of Fizzarolli's lust, the fine fragrance of Fizzarolli's sweat and the stronger scent of his own slick, the weight of Fizz on his shoulder and the hardness of his metal hand between his legs...

Fizz' free hand was rubbing through his slit, teasing the base of his cock, which kept trying to wrap around that playful hand. His other hand was now completely breaching Ozzie's entrance, his hand moving upward in the last position his fisting toy could do without issue. He could feel Fizz spreading his hand inside of him, rubbing over his inner walls. Ozzie started breathing harder, feeling his own body twitching every time Fizz found an especially nice spot.

"Hmm... You're squeezing me so tight," Fizz whispered. "I wonder if you could break a flesh hand with your cunt... Finger bones are such a delicate thing, aren't they?" He moved his hand to let the palm face Ozzie's front wall, his finger tips rubbing over Ozzie's sensitive nerves like a dream. He could feel himself becoming hotter and hotter — becoming more and more himself, without the complications of physical space.

He could feel Fizz grin against the spot he was nuzzling by the side of his head, and a millisecond later his fingers started to vibrate.

Ozzie thrust his hips upwards so hard that he would likely have dislodged Fizz if his little lover wasn't literally stuck inside of him. Fuck, that felt good... He had been resistant to add this feature, which was standard for the Robo-Fizzes, to Fizzarolli's own robot hands, since he had been afraid Fizz would feel like a toy for Ozzie. But Fizz had insisted, telling him that it wasn't just to make Ozzie feel good, but also to add to his own fun when they were playing, so he had finally relented.

And yeah, that had been a very, very good decision on his part.

He felt himself melt into pleasure with every up-and-down motion of Fizz' hand. When Fizz finally smacked his lips, whispered: "And now the grand finale" in his ear and then folded his hand into a fist, Ozzie let out a shout like a raging bull. Fizz had to clasp Ozzie's thigh with his free hand to keep his position despite his bucking, especially when he started to make his hand piston up and down Ozzie's hole like a jackhammer.

Ozzie came with a gush of liquid spilling out of his slid and his entire body glowing with pleasure. His shout had to be loud enough for the succubi in the offices far below this level of the tower to hear. He came in several waves, drenching the floor under his desk as well as a good portion of his chair.

Just when the last wave of his orgasm hit, the clouds in front of his eyes suddenly parted. Out of nowhere, he realized what the problem with his fisting toy was.

His eyes were open in a flash, and before Fizzarolli even had a chance to pull out of him, he put his hooves back on the ground, grabbed one of the blueprints and a pen and started to write like a man possessed.

"Ozzie... Hey, Ozzie!"

It took him several minutes to realize that Fizz was trying to get his attention. It was painful to stop writing, but he forced himself to and looked over at the imp on his shoulder.

"Yeah?" he asked, somewhat dazed.

Fizzarolli grinned. "Can I have my hand back?"

Ozzie looked down — sure enough, with his legs closed again, getting his hand out would be pretty difficult for Fizz.

But also he couldn't waste a second right now, or his idea would be gone before he had put it to paper.

"Would you mind just staying like this for a little while?" he asked. "I just had a breakthrough and I really need to write this down."

Fizz looked at him with surprise for a moment, then he let out a laugh and finally nodded. He arranged his free arm, which he had retracted by now, around Ozzie's mane, letting his bullhead lick off the sticky, cooling slick. "Sure, big daddy. After all, I couldn't imagine a more luxurious hand warmer."

[emerald-head2000]

Happy Thanksgiving…

This little Uglydolls fan fiction takes place several years before the events of the movie. Happy late Thanksgiving!

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The 27th arrived sooner than Lou would’ve liked, for it marked the beginning of a stressful time of year for him and the other prototypes. Then again, it had been a good while since he actually interacted with any of the other prototypes, so who knows. Maybe they were feeling rather decent this year, unlike him. It’s not that he hated Thanksgiving. In fact, it would’ve been nice to have a small get together with some of other dolls, but rules are rules. He was always meant to focus on work only and tonight was no different, holiday or not.

Still, that didn’t stop the exposition robots from delivering a special, microwave dinner for him to celebrate. It was the same every year. On Thanksgiving and Christmas, the Maker would allow the exposition robots to send microwave dinners to the prototypes that were on theme for the holidays. It wasn’t an ample feast that you see on TV, but it was something. The dinner this year contained the same turkey leg, a group peas, and gravy-covered mash potatoes. Though, it looks like it included a cob of corn to change things up a little. So, there’s that.

After getting his paper work done, Lou heated up his dinner and set it up at the dinner table with a glass of water. He was about to sit down when he thought of something. Something that might lighten the mood a bit. He walked off to his bed room to find a picture frame that was lying face down on his dresser. He raised his hand to pick up the frame until he paused for a moment, contemplating his idea…Relenting to his inner desire for comfort, Lou picked up the frame. He stopped and stared at it for a moment, a stream of melancholic nostalgia hitting him.

After a few minutes, he realized he was just standing around in his bedroom and went back to the dining room. He carefully placed the picture frame on the opposite side of his dinner set up, facing him. He stood next to his seat for a minute, trying to find some semblance of pride or comfort in his makeshift “family” dinner… He couldn’t. It didn’t make him feel better. In fact, he felt even more lonely and pathetic than he already did that night. Still, dinner was set nonetheless and getting cold. Why not just eat already?

I hope you guys enjoyed this post as I’m itching to make another one of these for Christmas/New Years. Don’t worry, though, the last few character sheets are still going to be posted. Have a good night!!

[aliorsboxostuff]

Idk if u will do this request but! Miguel’s time is like futuristic set right? ( trans people would just transition and be more accepted in this timeline sí right? 😭) so Miguel He went to college at a high prestige science university and so did reader for he is too an smart as him with his own creations in robotics and chemistry. Miguel had tried to get alone room accommodation but failed and got partnered up with transftm!reader and they became roommates. Reader fell in love with Miguel but he didn’t notice cuz he was too focused on his work and whatever. Years go by aka spider verse but suddenly miguel needs help from his old college roommate. Angst fluff maybe…smut??? Sorry English isn’t my first language 😭😭

Hey anon! I appreciate the idea and i love how much you fleshed it out! Dont worry, i completely understand your vision, and i get it english is hard for me too lol i hope i got your ideas right tho, sorry this turned into angst more than what i was aiming lmao enjoy all!

History

Tags: Miguel O’hara x FTM!Reader, Villain!Reader, Lyla, Past Relationship, Angst, Falling Out, Fighting, Arguments, Dirty Thoughts, Meet-Cute, Pining, Secret Crushes, Miguel is as dense as ever, poor reader on this one HAHA

They had a history. Of living together, spending time with each other, but despite all of that it all went downhill. Who knew your ex-roommate turns out to be Doc Oct

(Takes place before Post Credit Scene in into the Spiderverse)

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"Miguel, I hate to tell you this but we can't-"

"There has to be another way, you designed this Lyla!"

"Hey! Don't blame the AI, blame the maker! I only followed what you said!" 

Lyla huffs and glitches to another part of the console. Miguel is currently hunched over a table in the corner of his lair, the only light illuminating his project is the light rod over his workbench and the monitors around him. 

The girl busies herself with schematics, working out equations and trying to find where they went wrong.

Miguel's latest work on the multiverse brace is to eliminate the glitches that it makes whenever someone uses it. It could potentially lead to wounds from the cells traveling to a different world, and even the healing factor won't fix it. Worst-case scenario, it would lead to a fatal wound, possibly death, and Miguel can't risk that if he's gonna start interdimensional travel. 

His eyes scan over the chip connected to his computer, adding and removing codings that might've gone wrong. He's wearing the headband Lyla gifted him, or mailed to him when it was his birthday months ago, to be exact. 

"I swear the shell is all good, Miguel. It should all contain the molecules needed for the portal bracelet,"

"Can you please stop calling it that?" 

"What? 'Portal'?"

"Yes. It's not a portal, we already have that," Miguel rolls his eyes, gluing them back to the screen.

"Then what are we calling it?" Lyla pouts, adjusting her heart glasses.

"Transdimensional Pathfinding Wristlet."

Lyla pauses her work, and turns to Miguel, her brows raised, the blinks once, twice. "Wh- seriously?" 

"Y'know what, I'm not even gonna try," He shakes her head before glitching to another monitor. "Leave it to the crazy scientist to name his things,"

Miguel ignores what his AI had said, instead focusing back on the chip. If this succeeds, it’ll be the first dimensional trip the prototype could make, and he’d prefer not to be a piece of burnt toast once he comes out of it. He coded another line, before he ran a diagnostic. The screen glares red, the annoyingly big letters of ‘ERROR’ pops up.

Miguel blinks, before he feels his claws coming out, promptly making him stand and throw his chair across the room. It shatters, the metal pieces clinking to the concrete floor. He heaves, sharp fangs bared, barely causing anger at his fingertips. 

Lyla fixes him with a look. “That your fifth chair Miguel,”

The man takes a steady breath, wiping his hand across his face, working at his jaw. He tilts his head sharply and something pops. He faintly hears Lyla clicking her tongue. 

"There's a guy I know,"

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"What do you mean there isn't any- I booked a single room last week," 

"I'm sorry but there must've been a mishap in the system. I'm going to have to put you with an available roommate," 

"I don't want-" Miguel sighs, tapping his foot insistently. "Look, is there any way I can register for another single room?" 

"You can wait a couple of weeks for a vacant room, but you'd need to consult with the head of the faculty." She nodded to him, a regretful look behind those blonde bangs. Miguel huffs, hands on his hips, thinking out a decision. 

"Fine," He groans. "Who's still available for a roommate then?" 

The girl's brows raise before she quickly types something into the computer, reading out what looks like a list with numbers and names. "Oh!" She smiles. "Room 304, on the third floor is still awaiting a roommate,"

"Great, thank you," Miguel grumbles, already picking up his boxes where he left them on the floor.

"If you'd like-" The girl calls for him again. "I can talk to the faculty member, see if I can help you with the room situation," 

"Sure, I'd appreciate it," Miguel's back is already turned to her as he makes his way to the building's elevator. With his gym bag slung over his shoulder, and the boxes of his unfinished work, traversing the hallway takes a bit of an effort. Students were not mingling around because most of them were already in their rooms, with the time turning just after 5 PM. 

Finally, he reaches the elevator doors. Miguel shuffles the boxes into one hand, struggling to press the button before he is beaten to it by another hand reaching for the ascend button too. 

"Here man, let me help you," The person says, already picking up the two boxes that cover Miguel's vision even before he said anything.

"Hey don't-" He begins, before he finally gets a good look at the person that dared to touch his scraps. The man in front of him, standing just inches taller than him, hair with an unintelligible style, captivating eyes and the faintest smirk on his lips. 

Miguel's brain stutters a bit. "I'm- nevermind, thanks," 

"Of course dude," And Miguel's interest plummets. "What floor?"

"Third please," He nods, pressing the button once he and Miguel get in. The door closes and leaves the two in silence, only the faint whirr of the elevator's machine. 

"So, late to dorm assignments?" 

"Nah, they messed up my request," 

"Shit, really?" He turns to Miguel, his brows furrowed. 

"Yeah, now I'm stuck with a damn roomie,"

"Oh yeah? What room?" 

"304, apparently," Miguel huffs, looking down into the box he's carrying, the tape on it peeling slightly. The guy halts, now his brows are raised. 

Miguel's turn to look confused, before the guy chuckles lightly. "Funny you say that 'cuz," 

"I'm room 304," He smirks, readjusting the boxes. 

There's a pause, before he feels the red of embarrassment gathers on his cheeks. "You're-" 

"That damn roomie? Yeah,"

"Fuck, sorry I didn't-"

"No no, it's fine! Really," The guy laughs, shaking his head while Miguel tries to formulate a coherent sentence. "I don't mind man, I get wanting your own space though," 

"Hey, I hope I'll be a good roomie," He bumps Miguel's shoulder lightly, his smile not fading. Miguel finds himself mimicking it slightly. After that, he introduced himself to Miguel, his major and such.

The elevator opens just after that, the two make their way down the hallway. He asks about Miguel's major too, just as they reach the door. 

"I seriously didn't think I'd get a roomie," He chuckles, turning the key with a million other key chains. It jingles, before he pushes the door open and into the room. "I'll go check with the front desk-" 

"Oh!" He turns after putting down the two boxes he was carrying. "Just got the text, said they'll give you the key tomorrow," 

"Great," Miguel rolls his eyes, putting down his box on the vacant desk and his duffle on the chair. He turns, inspecting the room that he's been sent to stay in. One side is already cluttered with his roommate's stuff, plants and books and papers strewn about. He tilts his head when he spots a flag on his desk.

"You're trans?" Miguel asks, turning to him where he was still standing with his phone out. He hums and lifts his head, meeting Miguel's browns.

"Oh that old thing? Yeah," He scratches the back of his neck. "I know, I get it. No one really cares nowadays, the worlds moved on, whatever," 

He glances at the little flag, pink and white and blue adding color to the messy desk. He smiles. "It's a reminder, I guess," 

Miguel stares at the flag, just once, before he nods and shrugs, turning to open his boxes. "Sure, that's cool," 

He can practically feel the sunshine radiating from his roommate behind him. He crosses his arms, turning again to face him, and he's right because his roommate has a really bright smile. "I hope we'll be good friends, Miguel," 

—

"Miguel there's so many people in Nueva York how am I supposed to-'' Lyla stops, before she grins. "Nevermind, found him!" 

Miguel finishes his spider shot, cracking his neck again as he sets the syringe down. He turns towards Lyla, the AI already projecting the location. "Looks like our guy lives in… the slums? I thought you said he was a prodigy," 

"Yeah well not everyone gets a decent job even if they are a genius," Miguel huffs, running his hand through his hair as he looks at the mirror.

"Who's you said the guy was again?" Lyla begins to scroll through the data. 

Miguel sighs. "Old roommate, back in college," 

"Ooh, interesting," She giggles.

"Lyla don't-" 

"I'm not looking through his history! Just a peek, though," 

Miguel lets out another sigh, walking towards the large opened window. "Uh, hey Miguel, are you sure about this?" 

"Why what's wrong?" 

Lyla displays her screen as it glitches in front of Miguel. According to her research, the old roomie has been caught by the police stealing items from hardware stores and electronic stores, a handful of accounts of disruption of peace according to the other tenants in his old apartment. And he's currently deemed missing.

"Where did you say his location was?" Miguel reads through the file, his brows knitted. 

"Just here, some abandoned warehouse in the slums," 

—

“Miguel, man, you’ve got to eat,” A tray for warm food was suddenly placed between Miguel's paperwork. He huffs, pushing the plate away and to the edge of his already small table. He hears a sigh, before the plate is moved out of his peripherals, and Miguel is back into his work.

“Dude, you only ate like, one energy bar after going to the gym,” 

“I’m fine,” 

Another exasperated sigh, before his roommate goes back to whatever robotics he was working on. Miguel has been perfecting his latest assignment the whole week, going back and forth on his computer, writing down research papers and consulting with his professors. Meanwhile, the man that he shares his room with is tinkering with a recent robotic piece he’s been pouring his heart into.

It’s correct that they share most of their schedule together. Miguel would wake up before dawn, and so would he. They’d run a couple of laps around campus before hitting the gym just before it gets too crowded. He’d spot for Miguel while Miguel would comment on his form if it needs any improvement. Sometimes they’d share breakfast together, before they head for their different classes, though ever since Miguel has been engrossed in his recent paperwork, their time spent together has been blessed. It'd be a lie to say Miguel doesn't miss their shared time, but he supposes seeing him back in their room after a long day is enough. Though, it doesn't seem enough for his friend. 

Unbeknownst to Miguel, his roommates have been supporting a devastating crush on him. Stolen glances, longing eyes whenever Miguel's back is turned towards him. Times when he’d stare a bit too long whenever Miguel was doing his bench presses, times when he’d stand close just to feel the comforting warmth beside him. He’d fuss over Miguel, bringing food or drinks, bringing things Miguel might've forgotten with his busy schedule. Sometimes, when Miguel worked too late and too much, he’d fall asleep on his desk, at which he’d bring his blanket to cover Miguel’s back. In the morning, he rolls his eyes and says something about Miguel getting a bad back, which Miguel would promptly ignore. 

It’s currently Friday night. The man that's sitting on the opposite side of the room has seemingly lost interest in his robotics and decided to peer out of their bedroom window. Suddenly, Miguel is bombarded by a loud shout coming from outside of their room, and snaps quickly to the source. He sees his roommate has opened the bedroom window and is looking out into the campus’ courtyard. 

“Yeah, I'll join you! Be right down!” He hollers, before he shuts and locks the window. Miguel turns, blinking away the slight dizziness he got. 

“Who was that?” 

“A friend, they're having a party at one of the frat houses, you wanna join?” He grins, pulling on his leather jacket and pocketing his belongings. Miguel has never been to a party and he's not about to start going, especially when he has a deadline to push. He shakes his head, always swiveling back his chair. 

“No thanks,” 

He hears his friend scoff. “Come on Miguel! You’ve been working on that thing for ages now, you deserve a break, and the deadline isn't for another month!” 

“I’m not interested,” Miguel bites back, barely glancing at his pleas. 

“Just this once, I promise it’ll be fun! I’ll be there and I can take care of-”

“I said I'm not interested.” He spits out, already hunching into the part he’s soldiering. He doesn't hear anything, not an answer or another push for him to join. The air has changed, something heavy hangs between them. The tension is palpable, but despite it all Miguel only hears the shuffling of his friend's boots. 

“Sure, whatever,” His roommate fixes a stare at the back of Miguel's head, before he unlocks their door. “Y’know, one of these days that work of yours is going to destroy you if you're not careful,” 

And with that, he leaves Miguel alone for the night. 

—

“What the fuck!” Miguel jumps and manages to hold on to the side of the building. “Lyla searches for his weakness points!”

“Hah! You think this has a weakness, Miguel?!” The man shouts, a wide grin on his lips. “I’ve perfected these arms, they are practically indestructible!” 

“SO this is how you greet your old roommate?” 

“I’d prefer for us to meet for coffee, but after how you treated me, I think this…” He brings a menacing robotic arm towards him, as if to inspect it. “Is way better,” 

The arm suddenly lunges towards Miguel which he narrowly avoids. He jumps and entwines two of the appendages together as he lands behind the man, at which he growls and breaks free of Miguel’s red webs. “I never treated you badly!”

“No, not really huh,” He smirks. “But you never noticed the shit I did for you anyways!” 

He spears those sharp arms towards Miguel which he does a couple of doges before jumping down the rooftop they were currently fighting on. 

“All of those morning coffees, late dinners, all for nothing! None! All because you were so fucking focused-” He sharply turns, grabbing Miguel’s wrist and stopping him from dropping a punch. He suddenly pulls Miguel towards him, burning anger behind those eyes. “On combining a damn spider's DNA with yourself!” 

He throws the Spiderman across the street, breaking several walls until the momentum finally stops. Miguel groans, cracking his neck when Lyla suddenly pops up. “Boss, the control panel for those arms is on his back, if you could pull it apart from him, it’ll stop him from controlling it,”

“On it.” Miguel swiftly stands, running through the many rooms he passed before leaping into the air, catching the man off guard. He throws a punch that lands on his face, throwing him off balance and into the concrete street below. He grows, and fixes his jaw, before launching back to full force against Miguel. 

“It was all fine until you went out with that fucking brunette!” He shouts, throwing debris towards Miguel which he weaves and dodges. “Did I ever mean anything to you?!”

He’s got Miguel pinned to the ground, and pushes all of the arms to stab at him, but instead misses and gets buried in the ground instead when Miguel swiftly pulls away with his web. He struggles to get the appendages out of the strong concrete, suddenly finding them stuck, an opportunity for Miguel to rip the control panel off. He swings above the man, landing directly behind him where he quickly digs his nails into the seams of the panel. 

“I’m sorry,” Miguel manages before he pulls. An ear-splitting scream, before deathly silence. Miguel could only hear his heavy breath, before sparks of green ran through the man's body, and it jolted him. He shouts, before falling into the pavement. Miguel takes a beat to examine the control panel, before throwing it somewhere on the ground. He spots the bareback of his once roommate, a horrid sight of root-like marks growing around the man's back. Miguel furrows his brows, before he hears the faint police sirens, no doubt coming over to clean up the commotion. 

Just as Miguel was about to make his leave, he heard the man cough, a horrid groan behind him. Miguel glances slightly, as he hears him begin to speak. 

“I was right… Your work did destroy you.”

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[honey-minded-hivemind]

Some of the X-Men probably had a feeling they knew what Sentinel!Reader was, I mean they fight those giant robots constantly, I think they'd recognize a prototype that's just small and not really colored... Or the the colors others added on them just disguised them lmfao-(but ye- these people aren't fools, someone's gonna notice)

also imagine Reader doesn't really have functioning powers like a regular sentinel, since of course, they're a prototype and I don't think they'd be built with that function

Cube Anon

Sentinel Reader is pretty much a tiny, powerless, more human-like prototype sentinel, who is the exact opposite of their, um, "brethren" or "maker".

They're sunshine personified or a rainbow given life, okay?

I'd suspect the X-Men who suspected Reader was a Sentinel wold be: Hank, Scott, Logan, and Morph.

They eventually gave up on distrusting Reader because sweet mercy on high, the kid? robot? whatever they are is too sweet and too naive and too pure to understand the concepts of betrayal, lying, and people being awful on purpose to each other amd other beings.

Yeah.

What was anyone supposes to do? Plus Reader was fun-sized, like a mini candy bar of goodness (well, a robot, but it still works!). They're just pure good.

Then Genosha fell, Gambit died, the sentinels were back...

And most of them blamed Reader.

No one expected them to... to do that to themself...

And they're truly, completely sorry, once knowing Bastion used them as a scapegoat and had planned to destroy Reader before they ever met them.

Then they find Krakoa, the rebirthing pools, start to bring all those who were lost back-

And then Gambit amd Reader are the only ones left, except Gambit is p*ssed with them for what happened to Reader, hides Reader away, amd is now somehow a mini Death god...

For heavens sake can someone get Kurt or Rogue to talk sense into him?!?! (Preferably before he starts trying to behead them-)

[shadyfestivalperfection]

🄵🄰🄼🄸🄻🅈:🄰🅂🅂🄴🄼🄱🄻🄴🄳~5

❝❣︎ᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴋ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ sɪᴛᴄᴏᴍ❣︎❞

🅢🅤🅜🅜🅔🅡🅨:When Iron Man hangs up the suit, he trades battles for bedtime stories. Join Tony Stark, his brilliant wife Y/n, their web-slinging son Peter, and chaos queen Liliana as they navigate high-tech parenting, sibling shenanigans, and family life—with love, laughter, and the occasional glitter explosion.

||Main Master List|| ||Family:Assembled Master List||

Characters: Tony Stark x f!Reader

𝑺1 𝑬𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒅𝒆 5: How Iron Man Met Nova

COLD OPEN

INT. STARK TOWER – KITCHEN – MORNING

[The kitchen is unusually spotless. A banner hangs: “Happy 10-Year Anniversary!” There’s a suspicious number of flower arrangements—some of them mechanical. Liliana sits at the kitchen island, spooning cereal into her mouth with a little too much intent.]

LILIANA:“So… who broke the coffee maker and replaced it with a chocolate fountain?”

PETER (entering in pajamas):“That was me. It was an upgrade. You’re welcome.”

[Y/N walks in wearing one of Tony’s oversized band tees. She pauses.]

Y/N:“Why is the entire apartment decorated like an engagement party hosted by a tech-obsessed raccoon?”

TONY (off-screen, shouting):“Because it’s our anniversary and I love you this much! Also, the AI florist got carried away.”

[Cue Tony sliding into the kitchen in socks, holding a holographic bouquet and a wrench.]

TONY:“Happy ten years, Mrs. Stark.”

Y/N (laughs, kisses him):“Still weird hearing that after all this time.”

PETER:“Wow—you’ve been married for ten years? That’s like… a whole me.”

LILIANA:“Yeah, but how did you even meet? Mom was a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, right?”

TONY:“She was more than that. She was Nova. And I met her while being very cool, very suave, and definitely not covered in robot shrapnel.”

Y/N:“You want to tell the story, or should I start with how you crashed into a S.H.I.E.L.D. wall during a demo flight?”

TONY:“…Let’s roll the flashback.”

SCENE 1 – FLASHBACK – INT. S.H.I.E.L.D. HEADQUARTERS – 15 YEARS AGO

[The sleek, high-tech corridors of S.H.I.E.L.D. buzz with activity. Agents in suits move efficiently. Young Tony Stark, in full swagger mode and Iron Man suit half-deployed, walks in like he owns the place.]

COULSON (dryly):“You’re early, Stark. For the first time ever”

TONY:“I’m always early. And awesome. Where’s my partner?”

[Enter Agent Nova (Y/N) in tactical gear. Confident, composed, not impressed.]

NOVA (Y/N):“Partner? You mean the civilian consultant who exploded a drone in the parking lot?”

TONY:“It was an experimental drone. And it mostly exploded.”

COULSON:“You two are going on a recon mission. Low-risk. Retrieve stolen Stark tech. Get in, get out.”

NOVA:“I work alone.”

TONY (grinning):“Not today, Nova.”

SCENE 2 – FLASHBACK – INT. STARK TOWER – PRESENT

[Cut to the family listening on the couch. Peter is on the edge of his seat. Liliana is sketching “Young Tony” with wild hair.]

PETER:“Wait, your codename was Nova? That’s… that’s awesome.”

LILIANA:“Way cooler than Iron Man.”

TONY (mock offended):“Rude. Continue the flashback, please.”

SCENE 3 – FLASHBACK – INT. ABANDONED FACTORY – NIGHT

[Nova and Tony move stealthily through an old Hydra facility. Tony’s suit glows faintly in the dark. Nova has her weapon drawn, every step precise.]

NOVA:“Stay close. This place is rigged with motion sensors.”

TONY:“Relax. I’ve got countermeasures—”

[He steps forward. Alarms blare immediately.]

TONY:“Okay, slight calibration error.”

NOVA (deadpan):“This is going great.”

[They dive into cover. Nova rolls a stun grenade down the corridor. It explodes with a flash. Tony fires a pulse blast.]

TONY:“Teamwork! Look at us!”

NOVA:“Shut up and follow me.”

[The two press deeper into the base. In the chaos, Nova saves Tony from a collapsing walkway with a grappling wire. He lands, stunned.]

TONY:“Marry me.”

NOVA (dragging him up):“Let’s survive this mission first, Romeo.”

SCENE 4 – FLASHBACK – INT. MAIN VAULT – LATER

[They find the stolen Stark tech—crates of unstable arc prototypes.]

NOVA:“These can’t fall into the wrong hands.”

TONY:“Agreed. Also, they weren’t supposed to explode at temperatures above 80 degrees, but… here we are.”

[Suddenly, Hydra agents burst in. A firefight ensues. Nova takes the lead, flipping over crates and using her gadgets with practiced skill. Tony watches, impressed.]

TONY (to himself):“She’s terrifying. I love her.”

SCENE 5 – FLASHBACK – EXT. ROOFTOP EVAC POINT – NIGHT

[Helicopter waiting. Tony’s arc reactor flickers. He collapses against the wall. Nova rushes to him.]

NOVA:“Hey, hey—don’t you dare.”

TONY:“Little… overclocking. Not my best idea.”

NOVA (calming him):“You saved the tech. You did good, Stark.”

[She presses her forehead to his.]

NOVA (soft):“Now don’t die before I figure out if you’re actually charming or just annoying.”

TONY (smiling weakly):“I vote charming.”

[They lift off as sirens wail in the distance.]

SCENE 6 – INT. STARK TOWER – PRESENT DAY – LIVING ROOM

[The kids are wide-eyed. Liliana has drawn “Iron Man swooning” in her sketchbook.]

PETER:“That’s… so cool. Mom you saved him, like, multiple times!”

Y/N:“Standard day for me.”

TONY:“She carried me out of a burning warehouse like a princess.”

Y/N:“And then ignored him for three months.”

SCENE 7 – FLASHBACK – INT. S.H.I.E.L.D. BRIEFING ROOM – THREE MONTHS LATER

[Tony storms in, holding a file.]

TONY:“Why haven’t you returned my calls?”

NOVA:“I was undercover. Saving diplomats. Also—you’re loud.”

TONY:“I’m persistent.”

NOVA:“You’re impossible.”

TONY (quietly):“But I meant what I said. Back on the rooftop.”

[She watches him for a beat. Then—finally—smiles.]

NOVA:“Dinner. One hour. Don’t wear armor.”

SCENE 8 – INT. RESTAURANT – NIGHT (FLASHBACK CONTINUES)

[The two sit across from each other. Tony is actually nervous.]

TONY:“So what is Nova’s real name?”

NOVA (smirking):“You’ll have to survive dessert to find out.”

SCENE 9 – INT. STARK TOWER – PRESENT

TONY:“She told me her name halfway through dessert. I built a missile-proof lab with her favorite view the next day.”

Y/N:“Then I moved in. And changed all your passwords.”

TONY (dreamy):“Romance.”

SCENE 10 – INT. STARK TOWER – NIGHT – ANNIVERSARY DINNER

[The lights are dim. There’s a table set for four. Peter and Liliana wear little suits. Y/N’s dress sparkles. Tony’s suit is tailored but flashy, obviously custom.]

Y/N:“This is perfect.”

TONY:“I’d crash a hundred more jets to be right here.”

PETER:“Can I say something?”

LILIANA:“Same.”

[They each pull out handmade cards. Peter’s has circuitry drawings. Liliana’s has glitter everywhere.]

PETER:“Thanks for showing me what real love looks like.”

LILIANA:“Yeah. You two are my favorite couple. Right after Harold and his mirror.”

[Harold squeaks in his tiny tuxedo on the table.]

TONY:“Best. Anniversary. Ever.”

SCENE 11 – INT. MOCKUMENTARY CUTS

TONY:“I knew I was in trouble the minute she shot a Hydra agent in the kneecap without blinking.”

Y/N:“He was charming. Annoying. Brave. Smart. And then he made me coffee in the morning for six months straight. That’s love.”

PETER:“I think they’re cute. And also terrifying. Goals.”

LILIANA:“I’m going to marry someone cool like Mom. But maybe who doesn’t set off fire alarms.”

HAROLD (SUBTITLED SQUEAK):“Tell them about the flamingo floatie.”

CLOSING SCENE – INT. STARK TOWER – LIVING ROOM – LATER

[The family watches old photos on the big screen. A blurry shot of Nova tackling a villain. Young Tony posing shirtless in front of an explosion. The kids groan.]

Y/N:“You still have that photo?”

TONY:“I framed that photo.”

-to be continued

[bluepoodle7]

#Klonoa #AKlonoa3GameIdea #KlonoaPrototypeRobotForm #MyThoughts

I hope when Namco makes a Klonoa 3 and bring back Klonoa's robot prototype form with the other scrapped features with characters in the new game since I think would be cool to see.

This Klonoa prototype robot gives me Mischief Maker vibes and have a new moveset on this character that is different.

I just want a Klonoa version of Sonic Adventure 1 and 2.

Σκονισμένο Ράφι: Klonoa - Enternity.gr

[crido11]

Essential Electronic Items for IoT and Electronics Enthusiasts

Are you diving into the world of Internet of Things (IoT) and electronics? Whether you are a seasoned engineer or simply beginning out, having a stable list of essential components is key to bringing your initiatives to existence. Here’s a curated list of electronic objects that each maker and tech enthusiast ought to have of their toolkit:

1. Microcontrollers

Arduino Uno: Great for novices and versatile for diverse projects.

Raspberry Pi: Ideal for more complex duties and going for walks complete operating structures.

ESP8266/ESP32: Perfect for wireless communication and IoT projects.

2. Sensors

DHT22: For temperature and humidity readings.

PIR Sensor: Useful for movement detection.

Ultrasonic Distance Sensor: Measures distances with high accuracy.

3. Actuators

Servo Motors: For unique manage in robotics and mechanical structures.

Stepper Motors: Ideal for applications requiring particular movement.

Solenoids: Good for growing mechanical actions and locks.

4. Displays

LCD Display: Useful for showing records and debugging.

OLED Display: Compact and clean for exact photographs and texts.

5. Connectivity Modules

Bluetooth Module (HC-05/HC-06): For short-range wi-fi communication.

Wi-Fi Module (ESP8266): Connects gadgets to the internet.

GSM Module: Enables verbal exchange over mobile networks.

6. Power Supplies

Battery Packs: Various types for transportable electricity.

Voltage Regulators: Ensure solid voltage ranges in your circuits.

Power Banks: Handy for charging and powering devices on the move.

7. Prototyping Tools

Breadboards: Essential for prototyping with out soldering.

Jumper Wires: For making connections on breadboards.

Soldering Kit: For everlasting connections and circuit meeting.

eight. Additional Components

Resistors, Capacitors, and Diodes: Fundamental for circuit design and stability.

Transistors: Key for switching and amplification tasks.

Connectors and Switches: For interfacing and controlling circuits.

By preserving these objects handy, you'll be nicely-prepared to address a huge range of IoT and electronics projects. Whether you're constructing smart domestic devices, wearable tech, or computerized structures, having the right additives can make all the difference.

[adafruit]

BMI323 IMU breakout ⚙️🔍

We have a project we're working on with a BMI323 (https://www.digikey.com/en/product-highlight/b/bosch-sensortec/bmi323-inertial-measurement-unit) chip. Since this is our first time using the sensor, we decided to make a breakout for it! This chip has fast sample rates and an I2C/I3C/SPI interface. After we explore this chip, maybe we'll do an EYE ON NPI about it!

[aiagent]

AI in Manufacturing: Real-World Applications and Case Studies

Artificial Intelligence (AI) is revolutionizing the manufacturing industry. What was once associated mainly with robotics and automation is now transforming every stage of the production process—from supply chain optimization to predictive maintenance, and even quality assurance. As manufacturers aim for increased efficiency, reduced costs, and enhanced product quality, AI is emerging as a key enabler of the smart factory era.

In this blog, we’ll explore how AI is applied in real-world manufacturing settings and examine compelling case studies that demonstrate its impact.

The Rise of AI in Manufacturing

AI technologies such as machine learning (ML), computer vision, and natural language processing (NLP) have matured rapidly, and manufacturers are adopting them to address longstanding challenges. Traditional manufacturing systems often struggle with reactive decision-making, lack of real-time insights, and inefficiencies caused by equipment failure or supply chain disruptions.

AI brings a proactive, data-driven approach that empowers decision-makers with predictive insights and automation capabilities.

Real-World Applications of AI in Manufacturing

1. Predictive Maintenance

AI systems analyze data from sensors embedded in machines to predict failures before they occur. By continuously monitoring equipment conditions, manufacturers can schedule maintenance only when needed, reducing downtime and maintenance costs.

Example: General Motors uses AI-powered sensors and machine learning algorithms to monitor factory equipment. This approach helped GM reduce unplanned downtime by up to 50%.

2. Quality Control and Defect Detection

AI, especially computer vision, enables real-time inspection of products on the assembly line. These systems can detect defects at a scale and speed unattainable by human inspectors.

Example: BMW employs AI-based image recognition to identify surface defects on car bodies during the manufacturing process. This has improved quality control precision and reduced rework.

3. Supply Chain Optimization

AI helps manufacturers anticipate demand, optimize inventory, and manage logistics more efficiently. Machine learning algorithms analyze historical sales data, supplier performance, and external factors like weather or geopolitical events.

Example: Siemens uses AI to improve supply chain transparency and optimize inventory levels, resulting in faster production cycles and reduced stockouts.

4. Process Automation and Robotics

AI enhances traditional automation by enabling robots to learn from their environment. Collaborative robots (cobots) can adapt to complex tasks and work alongside humans safely.

Example: Fanuc, a global manufacturer of industrial robots, utilizes deep learning to improve the precision of robotic arms in real-time, allowing them to handle more intricate assembly tasks.

5. Energy Management

AI systems monitor energy consumption patterns and suggest ways to reduce waste. By optimizing usage, manufacturers lower energy costs and minimize their carbon footprint.

Example: Schneider Electric integrates AI into its energy management systems to identify inefficiencies across manufacturing facilities, achieving up to 30% energy savings.

6. Design and Product Development

AI accelerates product development by simulating performance, testing designs, and even generating prototypes based on desired criteria using generative design techniques.

Example: Airbus uses AI-driven generative design to create lighter aircraft components, reducing material costs and improving fuel efficiency.

Case Studies: AI in Action

Case Study 1: Tesla – Smart Factories and Real-Time Analytics

Tesla leverages AI extensively in its Gigafactories. Through data analytics, Tesla predicts equipment failures, optimizes production schedules, and continuously improves its autonomous manufacturing processes. Tesla’s use of AI in robotics and automation has helped it maintain high production rates with limited downtime.

Case Study 2: Bosch – AI-Driven Quality Control

Bosch has implemented AI at scale across its manufacturing operations. By using AI algorithms for anomaly detection in the production of sensors and electronic control units, Bosch has significantly decreased the rate of defective products and improved its overall production yield.

Case Study 3: Foxconn – Smart Factory Transformation

Foxconn, a major electronics contract manufacturer, has invested in AI to improve its operational efficiency. AI is used for predictive maintenance, logistics planning, and even employee safety monitoring. This has enabled Foxconn to enhance production efficiency and reduce operational costs.

The Future Outlook

As AI technologies continue to evolve, their adoption in manufacturing will become more widespread and accessible—even for small and medium enterprises (SMEs). Integration with technologies like IoT (Internet of Things), digital twins, and 5G will further accelerate the shift toward Industry 4.0.

Manufacturers that embrace AI today are not just improving efficiency—they are building resilience, agility, and innovation into their business models.

Conclusion

AI is no longer a futuristic concept AI in manufacturing—it's a present-day reality. From predictive maintenance to quality assurance and energy optimization, AI is delivering measurable results across the industry. By learning from early adopters and understanding the practical applications, manufacturers of all sizes can begin to unlock the value of AI and shape the factories of the future.

[nityarawal]

Dear Legal team- Upset courts have me on rinse & repeat. I might need to go there. Now Robert forgot about his friend retired PD Cathy Caanan bullying to investigate me. I wonder what she has on him? Please keep me out. We closed those cases last November. I just need my assets from Probate courts now, 50/50 and my kids. We'd never work with Judge Davis. What a gross experience. Is she related to Andy? Did she have Ashley Davis raped too with Judge Mathew Brower? Close it down. My legal team reccomends closing her courts- they're functionally obsolete- and her and colleagues from Sandiego, Vista, Riverside to LA have a murder/rape addiction we can't sustain. Please self care and cleanse. It's so gross you can't even coordinate in a timely manner to close boys clubs foul play! Someone will rise. We need to go home to 1067 Neptune Ave. Did you explain your errors to schools & residents yet? The PDs of socal are grossly ignorant of law. We'd never work with anyone there again or their retired kinky officers. Why do you all work with toxic courts? No home inspector or building department would approve any of it. Court is cancerous fungus we are absolutely not interested in cultivating. No doubt. Close it down. Fix your glitch

Now. Merci!

Nitya Huntley Rawal

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Why? Put Everything In my name. Miller's Are Hoe's. Build Nitya bank. Money is digital. Put it ALL in woman's name for next 200 years. You're out of time bro. Merci! The dick FAILED with the trans vaginoplasty and robots war. My prototype is NOT for sale nor my kids. Tell Israel to make their own robots. They're vile to humanity globally. Xo #IKR

How did they put you in a Catatonic state? Was it the thropple trauma from the Miller's? I couldn't stop walking after their LDS group from Neuralink raped me & kids. 12 hours a day. Walk it off. I'm so sorry Israel violated your rights like this. #IKR xo @elonenthusiast @teslamotorsblog @cybertruck @elonmuskfanslounge @aclu #4BillionMothersStrong #USA #Moms

My family, boss & I have been terrorised by courts. My boss at Idyology is dead. I will take the Texas job with Elon running his school with my children now. Please release us from all foul court orders and cancel. We can't risk them making another mistake on us. Please close it down and refund in full. We need $10t from each court house that violated parents on my case- over 10 greedy courts. Close it ALL down. No building department would pass the inspection of this trafficking or Germ warfare sodomising families.

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Reopening the Gates of Learning: A New Dawn at Sanskruti Vidyasankul

As the doors of Sanskruti Vidyasankul swing open once again, we stand on the threshold of an exciting chapter in our educational journey. Nestled in the heart of Palghar, our campus has long been celebrated as a premier International School in Palghar, a beacon for families seeking a global-standard education close to home. With the reopening of the new academic year, we renew our commitment to fostering curiosity, creativity, and character in every child who walks through our gates.

At Sanskruti Vidyasankul, our vision goes beyond textbooks and traditional lessons. We believe that true learning happens when students feel safe, inspired, and empowered. As we welcome back familiar faces and greet new learners, our halls will hum with the vibrant energy of discovery — whether in our state-of-the-art science labs, expansive sports fields, or cozy reading corners.

A Warm Welcome to Our CBSE School in Palghar Aligned with the rigorous CBSE curriculum, Sanskruti Vidyasankul has earned its reputation as a leading CBSE School in Palghar. Our experienced faculty blend academic excellence with experiential learning, ensuring that each lesson resonates beyond the classroom. From foundational mathematics in primary grades to advanced concepts in senior classes, our structured approach guarantees that students build both knowledge and confidence.

As part of our reopening plans, we have introduced blended learning modules — seamlessly integrating in-person instruction with digital resources. Interactive smart boards, live virtual sessions, and curated online assignments mean that even if a student must stay home, their learning never skips a beat. These enhancements reaffirm our position at the forefront of CBSE education in the region.

Nurturing Young Minds at Our English Primary School in Palghar Language forms the cornerstone of effective communication and critical thinking. At Sanskruti Vidyasankul’s English primary school in Palghar, we immerse our youngest learners in an environment rich with storytelling, phonics-driven activities, and daily conversation practices. From preschoolers taking their first steps into formal education to Grade 5 students exploring creative writing, our English-medium foundation instills clarity, confidence, and a love for language.

Our play-based reading corners, phonetic clubs, and language labs are meticulously designed to make English learning both fun and effective. Every day, students participate in engaging show-and-tell sessions, puppet shows, and reading buddies programs — all aimed at strengthening vocabulary and comprehension skills. With reopening on the horizon, parents can rest assured that their children will thrive in our nurturing, language-rich atmosphere.

Empowering Adolescents at Our Secondary School in Palghar Transitioning to adolescence brings new academic challenges and personal growth opportunities. As a distinguished Secondary School in Palghar, Sanskruti Vidyasankul caters to Grades 6 through 12 with customized support systems: mentorship programs, subject-specialist teachers, and robust career guidance. Whether a student’s passion lies in the sciences, humanities, or arts, our holistic curriculum and vibrant co‑curricular offerings pave the way for balanced development.

For the upcoming session, we have expanded our elective choices — introducing robotics, environmental science, and international languages such as French and Japanese. Our newly upgraded labs and maker spaces invite students to prototype, experiment, and innovate, nurturing the next generation of engineers, researchers, and global citizens.

Extending Excellence to Boisar: Our International School in Boisar Beyond Palghar, Sanskruti Vidyasankul proudly serves the neighboring town of Boisar as a respected International School in Boisar. Here, we replicate our signature blend of global perspectives and local values, offering the same high-quality infrastructure and faculty expertise. Boisar families now have access to an education that emphasizes cultural awareness, critical thinking, and collaboration — skills essential in today’s interconnected world.

In preparation for reopening, our Boisar campus has upgraded its multimedia center and introduced new art studios, ensuring that creative expression finds a home alongside academic rigor. Exchange programs between our Palghar and Boisar campuses will allow students to experience different environments, broaden their horizons, and forge lasting friendships across communities.

Health, Safety, and Well‑Being: Our Top Priority The past year has underscored the importance of health and safety in educational environments. As we reopen, Sanskruti Vidyasankul has implemented comprehensive measures: daily health screenings, enhanced sanitation protocols, and spaced seating arrangements in classrooms and dining halls. Our counseling cell is fully staffed, ready to support students’ emotional well‑being as they readjust to in‑person learning.

Physical fitness remains a pillar of our holistic approach. From early‑morning yoga sessions on our outdoor terrace to inter‑school sports meets on our sprawling athletic grounds, we encourage every child to embrace an active lifestyle. These activities not only boost physical health but also foster teamwork, discipline, and resilience.

Engaging Parents and Community Partners Education flourishes through partnership. Ahead of reopening, we will host virtual orientation sessions for parents — outlining our academic calendar, extracurricular offerings, and support services. Regular parent‑teacher forums, workshops on digital safety, and community cultural events will keep families closely involved in their children’s educational journey.

Local businesses, NGOs, and cultural organizations form invaluable allies in our mission. From guest lectures by industry experts to environmental clean‑up drives led by students, these collaborations enrich classroom lessons with real‑world relevance.

Charting the Path Forward As the new academic year dawns, Sanskruti Vidyasankul stands ready to inspire, challenge, and uplift every learner. Our dual campuses — a premier International School in Palghar and an equally dedicated International School in Boisar — continue to set benchmarks for quality education in the region. Whether you seek a nurturing English primary school in Palghar, a rigorous CBSE School in Palghar, or a dynamic Secondary School in Palghar, your child’s aspirations will find their wings here.

Join us in celebrating the reopening of Sanskruti Vidyasankul — where global perspectives meet local roots, curiosity blossoms into achievement, and each day ignites a lifelong passion for learning.

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Happy New Years!

This fan fiction takes place a few months before the events of my Uglydolls 2 story, which is in the year 2024.

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Poppet had no idea she fell asleep at her desk until she was jolted awake by a buzzing alarm coming from her watch. After groggily rubbing her button eyes open, she checked the notification. It was from Hildegard, The Maker.

“Reminder: New Year’s Fireworks Show at Midnight! Don’t miss it!”

Ah, right. In thirty minutes it would officially be 2024. Once midnight rolled in, the same ten minutes of fireworks would light up the night sky. Poppet had at this point figured out that Hildegard simply used the same exact types of fireworks each year. It would start with blue ones, then yellow, and finish with a pink firework that spelled out “Happy New Year.” A new year full of perpetual routines, training, and pretending.

Honestly, Poppet no longer understood why The Maker bothered to hold any celebrations for certain holidays. Celebrating the graduation of the dolls, sure, but the holidays? Why? It’s not like she was obligated to give them some semblance of a holiday celebration. Hildegard ran the factory, and expected the factory staff (especially the prototypes) to focus on work. And her ideas for celebrating were minimal at best. Short fireworks displays for the Fourth of July and New Years, festive microwave dinners for Thanksgiving and Christmas, while other holidays aren’t even mentioned by the robots. Even some of the students become aware of how disappointing that is, and they only stick around the institute for a month. Overall, it always ended up as nothing but a waste of time for everyone.

Well, whatever. Poppet was expected to witness the fireworks show, so she might as well do it. All her students had gone through the portal by now. She would be the only one in the institute to see it, but she had nothing better to do, anyway. So, what would it hurt to get up from her desk and get some fresh air? Did she bother to fix her hair and put on her blazer? No. Nobody would be there to see her in such a state. Maybe the robots, but not from where her viewing spot would be. After doing a bit of stretching, Poppet climbed to the top of her mansion and watched as the show played out like usual.

Happy new years, my friends. Sorry for how minimal this fan fiction was in terms of visuals. I didn’t have much of a vision as to how I wanted the panels to look. I was mainly focused on the text, as you can see. I hope they sufficed nonetheless! Also, fun fact: Poppet is one of those characters who has a permanent smile plastered on her face. Any who, have a great year.🎉