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gudmould · 3 months
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Design reference for several special screws for plastics
1. PC material (polycarbonate) Features:① Non-crystalline plastic, no obvious melting point, glass transition temperature 140°~150℃, melting temperature 215℃~225℃, molding temperature 250℃~320℃.② High viscosity, sensitive to temperature, good thermal stability within normal processing temperature range, basically no decomposition at 300℃ for a long time, decomposition begins at over 340℃, and…
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lectroengineering · 8 months
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dowellmould · 1 year
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https://www.dowellmoulds.com/blog/processes-for-molding-thermosetplastics-and-thermoplastics
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cneasteel · 1 year
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Get into the Depth of Injection Blow Molding in Plastic Manufacturing
A plastic manufacturing technique known as injection blow molding is used to create hollow, seamless plastic objects, usually bottles and containers. It combines the blow molding and injection molding methods, two widely used processes. Due to the technique’ high level of precision, it may be used for applications that call for precision, consistency, and high-quality finishing. The Process of…
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fbrd · 1 year
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divyankverma · 1 year
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Get Ready for a Wild Ride: The Surprising Surge of the Global Purging Compound Market in 2032: AMR
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taylortruther · 6 months
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this is hard to articulate but i feel when describing ttpd, i'm just describing midnights, because midnights treads a lot of that raw, vulnerable ground. so what i'm trying to say is that i believe ttpd will be darker and more personal because it will be more immediate. it's not about being unable to escape the past, it will be about the present, and how regrets, previous events, past selves, got you there for better or worse.
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crow-skull · 5 months
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I have had 4 dreams about him in the past month
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fitsofgloom · 8 months
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Creatures of The Night Live In The Half-Light: Tastefully sinister -- or is it sinisterly tasteful? -- Bela Lugosi as Count Dracula blow mold designed by Don Featherstone. This was released during the '90s Universal/Classic Monsters merchandising boom.
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almostarts · 1 month
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Gae Aulenti, "Patroclo" table lamp,
Artemide, Italy, 1975,
Mold-blown glass, metal,
15 h × 20 w × 13 d in (38 × 51 × 33 cm)
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aseuki · 5 months
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Punches out Phemus's Gijinka design because it was practically inevitable at this point--
Don't be fooled by her mysterious look she's still just as silly as always asdkfjn
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shiftythrifting · 1 year
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dxntloseurhead · 2 years
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PLEASE MATTEL IM BEGGING
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grandmawitch · 10 months
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dr-giggle-touche · 1 month
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DECIDED TO CHANNEL MY RAGE INTO a fun lil story thing. Will there be more? Maybe if this actually blows up and I feel like it.. I'mma do some pre story context then jump right in.
‼️‼️TW: IMPLIED CHILD ABUSE AND SUICIDE ATTEMPT
Pre story context:
1. Juniper knows ONLY PARTIALLY of Tay's feelings and past to her family
2. Tay's only vaguely mentioned "disliking" her family
3. Juniper is trying to help btw she thinks she's helping
4. due to Ivory being the favorite, she believed anything her parents said so her parents fed her lies on to why Tay feels the way she does
WITHOUT FURTHER ADO HUZZAHH
Tay and Ivory had always seemed "joined at the hip". They were inseparable up till their middle childhood years, then it all changed. Their parents were going through a tough time. Ivory kept herself ahead and afloat in school, doing sports, all she could to be the best. And it worked. Her parents gave endless praise. Going to all of her games, assemblys, awards shows. Tay, however, just couldn't. She couldn't keep up. Falling behind by the days, weeks, months, years. She grew frustrated, not as much as he parents did. With their problem, they seeked an outlet. A sort of, "source", to their problems. Tay was their answer. Praising her sister while mocking and ridiculing her. Everything she did, was "wrong". Which caused her to grow angry, to lash out. Her grades worsened, calls from school more and more. "Tay got into a fight", "Tay threw an object at a teacher", "Tay argued with a higher up". She practically lived in detention. She hated it. She hated herself for it. But she didn't want to admit it, too stubborn for her own good. She needed an outlet. A blame. Seeing Ivory have all the love, all the attention. It was perfect. She grew a festering, bubbling, HATRED towards her own sister. The one she called her other half. She couldn't stand her. Every move she took, every breath she made. She wanted her dead. Her mind plagued her with thoughts. Thoughts she never thought she could or WOULD ever ponder up. While Ivory graduated high school, Tay ran away. The thoughts consumed her, she needed to get out. Quick. She couldn't wait till graduation. She would've even graduated too. Despite her grades, she would've just passed enough to graduate. No one claimed her certificate. Tay lived her life, doing jobs for people, even finding a girlfriend. She was living well for a short time. Though soon. Slipping up. She was caught. Spending a years in jail, nothing drastic. Mostly due to pleading innocent. Finally, being out.
Tay squinted her eyes from beating sun on her eyes, a honking heard in the distance. Her girlfriend, Juniper, waiting for he in the car. A warm smile plastered on her face. Opening the door, Juniper gave her the warmest hug. Warmest she ever felt. A thought, crossed he mind, but she ignored it. Shaking her head as she forced up a smile awkward smile, "hiiii juni", "Oh c'mom Tay! Tired?" , she nodded. Tired. She gave a sorrowful smile and kissed her cheek, and started to drive. Tay made a small face, a feeling of dread just. Sinking her stomach. Soon enough, they arrived at Juniper's apartment. It was a small part of the city, the poorer side, but neither complained. Tay got out the passenger seat and grabbed her belonging from the trunk. Juniper freaking open the complex's door, fetching an elevator ready. Tay just gave a silent nod as she walked in the elevator, Juniper gave a, less energetic, gentle smile as she walked in. The elevator doors sliding behind her. Gentle creaking is made as the elevator rolls up, stopping at their floor. Juniper going out first to open the door as Tay walked behind with her stuff. Silent. Once inside, she just threw it to her room's corner, closing the door behind her and staring up at the ceiling. Today was her sister's birthday. She didn't bother. A buzz from her phone as she saw the message, 'you are invited! To Ivory's 25th birthday! Don't forget the date! Saturday the 23rd', 25 already? God was she old. She was one to talk, being just behind at 23. Just as she closed her eyes with a soft sigh, Juniper busted open the door. "Sweetheart! Ivory's birthday! I just got the invite", odd. Juniper was never introduced to her family. "How did you-", "I.. Uh.. Kinda went to look for them? And did..?" , Juniper looked down. Sheepishly. Tay felt a frustration rise up from her, but before she could say a word. She just continued to lay on the bed, arms spread, staring up at the ceiling. Juniper knelt down. And laid beside her, head under her fore arm. "Are you mad?" , Tay grunted. "No, no it's fine. I. I don't blame you. And, sure. Finally out of jail, wouldn't hurt to see my sister finally." Juni had a quizzal expression, though shrugged. Next Saturday. Can't wait.
The day came. The weeks flew by. Here she was, in her best flannel. A present in her palms. Her girlfriend in a casual dress and jacket, holding her arm. Her heart was racing. She hated this. Before she even opened the door, a face she hadn't seen in, years, opened up. Ivory. Her afro flowing with the door opening so quick, a stupid little paper party hat, a simple dress and heels. She squealed and hugged her, Tay let out a soft gasp. Before awkwardly returning it back. Ivory's hands rested on her shoulders, eye to eye. Ivory gave a gentle smile, "welcome home."
The party was, there. Tay hid in the bathroom the second they got there, there for around 30 minutes before a gentle knock. "Taytay? It's me, Ivory. How are you?", she stayed silent. Ivory opened the door, Tay was on the floor between the bathtub and sink, knees at her chest, staring at the semi grout lined tiles. She gave a sympathetic smile and knelt down in front of her. "What's wrong?" , she asked while tilting her head. Tay had a mild fury in her eye, but took a breath and responded, "I don't want to be here." Ivory looked saddened from that, Tay realised she fucked up her words. Stammering slightly, "no-...not because it's your birthday! I just. Don't..", she shut herself up. They grew up in the same house. She should know. Ivory tried to reach a hand, but Tay scooched away. With a frown, she got up. "The party's still going, if and when your ready. I'll be outside the door. Family missed you, y'know? Mom and dad too." They. Shit. She forgot they'd be here. Almost slipping on the tiles, she got up. "Fine. Let's go." , Ivory was gleeful. Wrapping and arm around her's, and leaving the cold bathroom.
The music was blaring, chattering all around. The backyard littered with small balloons and confetti, a small snack table near the back and a food table. Juniper can be seen playing tag with some kids, she chuckled softly. Still at Ivory's hold. Going to a few uncles and aunts. All seeming ecstatic to see Tay back, every time they did. She felt warm, they were soon broken by backhanded comments. "Oh you were such a good kid! What happened to you?", "Well look who decided to show back up!", "Wow! I never thought I'd see you again, after you stormed away". They ached her every single time. Growing to her last nerve. After greeting and striking convo with all her uncles and aunts. It was time. Her parents. She felt her heart pound, her palms sweat. She felt like she needed to throw up. In a little edge of the party, where the resided. They were thrilled to see Ivory, of course. "Oh how's our little sunshine doing! Great as always!" , "Mhm! Another year, not getting any younger and not getting any slower!" they all laughed heartily, except Tay. She frowned slightly, stopping when they did. They stared at her in silence for a bit. "Ah, Tay." , her dad spoke. There was a thick awkward silence. "Thomas. Eleanor." nodding slightly to their names. Her mom scoffed, "names??? Did I not give birth to you?", "yah, uh. Sorry. El- mom. dad." They seemed proud of themselves. "Much better, now, how's you been? I heard you got out of priso-", Ivory interrupted. "DAD." , "what? Am I wrong? Did I forget to take my meds again?" , her mom snorted with a laugh and elbowed him teasingly. Tay wasn't amused, "yah, and?" , "well I mean I wasn't surprised, seeing how you ran off just two days before graduation", her mom chimed in, "oh yah! All over a little disagreement, you could've been just like your sister, y'know? She's studying to be a lawyer! You might need her for, whatever you do.", Tay gritted her teeth, Ivory gave an awkward laugh. "Haha, ok mom that's-", "Oh! And I can't forget your little phases! Oh! You were such a comedian". Tay was puzzled, "...phases?" her parents gave a glance and chuckled, "oh don't you remember! Your little gay phase, your tomboy phase! It was so silly", "mom I don't think-" Ivory tried to chime but was cut off, "oh it was such a funny thing to tell the family every time you were gone! And who's that?" she turned her head to Juniper, who was playing some games with the kids. "A friend from prison?" , her dad said with a chuckle. Again, Tay was not amused. Far from it. "That's my girlfriend." , her parents disregarded for a second, before snapping back. "What." , despite how long Tay had been around tougher people in prison, she felt. Horrified. She nodded. Her mom gave a face before scoffing, "ugh, so the woke media DID get you. Knew it. If only you stayed under my roof you could've been saved. Right, Thomas?" he nodded like the suck up yes man he was. She felt her blood boil. "I left because of everything you put me through." , her mom was shocked she spoke back. "Excuse me?"
"All that shit? You and dad's near divorce? You falling to addiction and nearly losing the house? Dad cheating on you? None of that ring a bell? You two were too pathetic to seek help or just break it off all together you decided I be the perfect outlet, right?" , "TAY LEONA JACKSON." , her dad shouted. The music lowered. All eyes were on them, even Juniper stopped in her tracks. Watching. Startled. "AM I WRONG???" her tone mocking her dad's earlier tone of how he joked saying it. "All because I wasn't 'little miss perfect' like sweet baby Ivory? You two were too god damn pathetic in your own shit that you left me to rot and kicked the corpse. Every single DAY in that house was a living HELL. I LEFT THAT DAY. BECAUSE YOU, MOM." Tay was yelling, going from a horrid rant to just screaming all the dread a d frustration from her gut. "THAT 'little disagreement' WE HAD? Oh don't you remember? You'd found out about my first girlfriend and beat the fucking shit out of me. That 'little argument' was me pleading my last innocence to you that I'm still you baby girl. Until I FUCKING HAD ENOUGH. I LEFT ONCE YOU WENT TO GO BITCH IN YOUR ROOM. I never fucking looked back. YOU MADE ME NEARLY KILL MYSELF. TILL I PACKED MY BAGS, AND LEFT. YOU'RE NOT A MOTHER AND YOU NEVER WILL BE, ELEANOR." Tay was shaking with rage. Ivory was shocked, speechless while watching behind her. Tay snapped around, "OH AND DID LITTLE MISS PERFECT KNOW NOTHING?" she yelled while jabbing a finger at her chest. Ivory gasped, "I-no! I didn't-!" , "LIAR. WE SHARED A ROOM. AND YOU KNEW NOTHING??" Ivory was in a panic and at instinct looked at their parents, all she was really fed were lies, they were too pissed to speak. Juniper rushed over, wanting nothing more than to try to help Tay. Tay pushed her away, "AND YOU. I TOLD YOU TO KEEP OUT OF MY FAMILY. IT'S ALL COMING BACK. IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED? TO SEE MY CRACK? YOUR JUST LIKE THAT FUCKING GROUP I MET YOU IN." Juniper tried to fight back to calm her down, "no no! I didn't mean- I just wanted to try to help! To try to bring you closer to your family!" , her voice was tear filled. Tay was scaring her. "THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. You know what. I'm done." She gave a shakey breath. Squeezing her own arm. She brush past Juniper, Juniper not far behind. "Wait! Please! I'm sorry! We can never see them again! Just come back..!" Tay grabbed her by the face with a hand. Hard. Juniper let out a pained squeak. "Don't bother finding me. Keep my shit. Never call me, text me. I don't want anything to do with any of you." she pushed her back by the face and walked off into the night. The party silent. Juniper sat on the floor, breathing rapidly. Her face felt hot, there was a slight red mark from where Tay held her. Tears burnt her eyes. She never wanted to let her go, she wanted to help all she could. But in the end. She lost her. All together.
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sinsation23 · 2 years
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