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Innovative Arduino Based Projects for Final Year Projects

Hello students, Takeoff Edu group Provide unique Arduino Based project for engineering students. Here we give all Projects with best tools and resources to build your skills and explore your creativity.

The ability of the Arduino microcontrollers to be creatively versatile in generating projects that address the needs of any particular interest or industry. The hobbyists are able to develop engaged art installations, while engineers are able to prototype advanced systems in a quick and efficient manner. The use of Arduino has significantly gained popularity leading to creation of many online communities where people share their projects, codes and how to troubleshoot some of the features that are not working as desired.

Takeoff projects- Here are the Titles of Arduino Based Projects:

Latest

Prevention of Mobile Usage while Boarding and De-boarding through Bus Alert System

Sign Recognition and Voice Conversion Device for Dumb    

Arduino based Medicine Reminder and Vending Machine  

IoT Based Smart Multi Application Surveillance Robot

Robotic Arm for inspection, cleaning and painting of tanks on ships to save on time, cost and avoid accidents

Design and implementation of a vehicle to vehicle communication system using Li-Fi technology

Smart Soldier Strap

Junction Street Light System Automatic Control Using Renewable Energy Resource

Dual Axis Solar Tracking System with Weather Monitoring

Trendy

IoT Based Farming Robot Using WSN

IoT Based Organic Farming by Using Aquaponics Method

IoT Based Smart Factory Management System

Advanced Traffic Violation Control and Penalty System with Web Server

Advanced Laser Security System       

Smart Medicine Reminder Box         

Standard

Acoustic Sensor for Surveillance of Isolated Geographical Areas

Smart water controller in metro water supply lines

Smart gardening(A homegrown irrigation system)

Assistive Tools for Patients with Parkinson's

ATM Terminal Design Is Based On Fingerprint Recognition

SMART Speed Setter and Calibrator for Speed Control devices

Arduino-based projects have proven to be beneficial in the field of education, allowing students to learn STEM subjects practically rather than from theoretical standpoints. Arduino has become a widely accepted educational tool he ordered tool that schools and educational institutions worldwide have adopted in order to engage learners in practical electronics and programming exercises. Therefore, Arduino is now a symbolistic representation of democratized innovation, whereby creativity and problem-solving have become innately accessible in a number of technological fields.

Takeoff Edu Group not only provide Arduino Based projects, but also Furnishes the ideas and of Projects and give the range of educational resources, including tutorials & sample codes.

[gloomth-and-wanderings]

your boy figured out short row neckline shaping :D

[vargaslovinghours]

Say it like you mean it

[zoey-000]

HOW COULD I FORGET ABOUT MY WIFE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

SHE'S SO CUTE OMG 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I LOVE YOU KOHANE 😭😭😭😭

AN YOU'RE SO LUCKY OMG LOOK AT HER

SHE'S SO HAPPY

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[enchantedchocolatebars]

"Witte Solstice" announcement post! ❤️ 🎄

Commis//sion art here.

Chapter 1 will be posted TOMORROW !!! (@leespinoodle) !!! ❄️ ✨️

[ratseathumans]

MISTY GROVE. SOMETHING I MADE IN NOVEMBER.⚠️⚠️⚠️ TW: ABUSE, SH MEANTION, ABUSE, SMOKING, DRINKING, DRUGS.⚠️⚠️⚠️

OKAY UH BEFORE WE START I’LL POST THEIR CHARACTER DESIGNS LATER

About:

Misty grove is something I made in November that is based of my own friend group, and it’s about these four kids helping eachother even though they have their own problems, ($m0king, dealing with $h, dealing with @bus3 such and such)

Town:

Misty grove is a random town that’s next to Seattle. It’s a very misty (obviously) place, it usually always has somewhat horrible weather(Thundery, misty, foggy, rainy, and sometimes has sun, but with clouds), but the townsfolk don’t mind at all.

Some inspo photos of the town:

Characters:

The main four:

1:Maxine Misfortune:

Maxine is an interesting subject, she did all of that stuff, got bored and stuck with dr!nking like her brother. Speaking of her brother, her brother is like the brother from Nintendo 64, (fun fact I made her when I was listening to that song.) and she witnessed it, so yippee, trama for her, she’s also the full package (mommy issues and trust issues, im sososo sorry if this sounds rude). It took awhile for her to trust Vixie, August, and Bailey. She try’s her best to help them, but really it isn’t doing anything, she trys though.

2: Vixie Jackson:

(Before I start, the mascot/clown means:They have difficulty taking things seriously, they struggle with emotional regulation,and they defects serious conversations with humor.)

Vixie is like, is the mascot/clown of her family, which also means she’s that of her friend group, like Maxine she try’s to help, but she ether makes the situation better or worser, it’s 50/50. She has an totally non @bu$iv3 boyfriend, that the other 3 mostly argue with her, and she always says “it’s fine I can deal with it, don’t worry about me, there’s other people with bigger problems” but hey, spoiler, Maxine ends up be@ting him up.

3:Bailey Dankworth :

Bailey is unfinished character, but what I have so far is:

Bailey is like the 3rd parent of his family of 12, so he’s pretty busy a lot and can’t help when people need him. He try’s to, but then it all collapses on him and he snaps, there’s been 2 incidents of him snapping, and by snapping I mean like, yelling and being an asshole.

4:August Golden :

August is kinda like Momo (from pine point) honestly, a hippie and doesn’t really care about life, and he gets high to avoid his problems that aren’t grades, he’s an over achiever, and honestly sets too high of an example of himself, like, whenever he looks in the mirror, and he knows he has failed something, all he sees is trash, but if he didn’t, he sees his parents approval. He’s mostly close with Bailey in the group, relating to his problems a bit.

Side characters:

5: Starlet:

Starlet is honestly is a character that lives by the bay

6: Finn(might name change):

MAJOR A$$HOLE TO VIXIE‼️‼️‼️

7:Mason:

One of August’s friends

8:Dani:

a very sweet person, that’s weirdly close to Maxine..

9:Jeremy:

One of Augusts friends

10:Laine:

She’s dating Bailey!

11:Mary:

Kinda made her today so don’t really have anything.

12:Mike:

Same reason as Mary.

(two characters that names are from the Flodria project, these two are completely different for mythe other two, I am not the one to make these names.)

13:Moonie:

A HOMELESS KID‼️

14:Jancey:

ANOTHER HOMELESS KID ‼️‼️

@highclasshomosexual @girlsnap @skippsmandolin @zuicidegay @emily59729

[thatone-pancake]

inspired by project voltage, here's miku designs for some of my favourite pokemonnnnn <33

[mystiqmemory]

P:EG SPOILERS !! (I DIDN'T FINISH THE TRIAL YET SO NO SPOILERS PLS)

And then I killed myse— /nsrs /hj.

[tryingtimi]

44 👀

The Crimson Masquerade

One of my favourite songs from NBT, so thank you for the number!❤️ It also helped me finish a piece I started a hundred years ago. This was originally written to this drabble challenge, and it was a nice little time with Lonel and the crew. Plus, I got to explore some of the Phobia too, so it's a winner for sure.

Small Context: Lonel, Selys and Odena go to the Phobia to gather information on vampire activites, after Odena found out about vampirism and werewolves and was adamant on going with the boys.

DYNAMIC AND ENVIRONEMNT EXPLORATION | NON-CANON | WC: 2,278

“Is this some kind of sick joke?”

Odena held back a smile as she squeezed on Lonel’s forearm. They stopped at the entrance of the ballroom—the biggest room the Phobia held within. Curving concrete twisted into silky fabrics hanging loosely on the walls, and red lightning painted everything into a sensual mystery of the night. The dark, sparkling decoration brought a sinister touch to the environment.

Wicked shadows chased the lights on every idling, masked person’s face.

“The best disguise is standing in plain sight, is it not?” Selys asked, still holding out the wolf mask to Lonel. He ignored the other’s subtle snarling, keeping an oblivious smile on his lips. “Besides, it suits you, wolf. You can rip my head off if it doesn’t work.”

“Don’t tempt me, hellspawn.”

“As much as I enjoy watching bickering men tearing at each other, we should start mingling, don’t we, gentlemen?” Odena offered, putting up her own mask: a beautifully crafted hummingbird with feathers that felt too real to the touch, and a small, gilded beak adorned with gemstones. It was a masterpiece of a true craftsman, just like every other one that VIP attendants handed out to guests.

“The lady is right, of course.” Selys mimicked her, placing the horned, hardened paper over his face. Its red matched with the lightning, and the colours of the Phobia. “Shall we then?”

He gestured with his hand, eyes creased deeply from his now-hidden smile. Lonel huffed, snatching the wolf mask away, and putting up with a disapproving grunt. The creation did fit him, actually. Detailed to the sharp point of the carved fangs, it was no less a sight to the laical eye.

Odena hooked back her arm into Lonel’s as they walked deeper into the enemy’s den.

They earned — very proficiently disguised — glances with their pause, but none of the people seemed to think too much into it. Staying alert, however, never hurt anyone. Therefore Odena pulled out her filigrane cigarettes gifted by Selys and offered one to Lonel as well.

“Thanks,” he said, distaste evident in his tone.

Her smoke slipped through her teeth as she smiled at him, the nearly translucent, forming and disappearing shapes crawling to the thin cloud that occupied the rest of the ceiling.

“And how should we know which one is your kind?”

Lonel emphasised the last words with syrupy venom in his throat. He might have accepted Selys, but not the other… vampires.

Odena found it still odd to name such creatures with certainty.

“You’ll know. This way,” Selys led them to a table packed with bite-sized tasters and tarts. Overwhelming perfume and incense clouds lingered in the air since they stepped into the club, yet here the scent of food finally overruled it. One could nearly taste the salmon salt and lemon sour, champagne sweet and absinthe bitter with every breath. She was glad for that humble dinner they ate before coming so her focus wouldn’t falter. Selys began filling up his plate. “They’re preying, and outnumber the warmbloods. I’m positive you both can spot predators on a hunt.”

Odena ran her gaze over the crowd, careful not to make eye contact with anyone longer than a few seconds. She felt Lonel’s biceps tense a little under her palm, so she gave it a reassuring squeeze. Not that he would need it, she knew him too well to believe it could calm him. But it was something, and it helped her ignore the name Sleys addressed them with.

She took a plate, and packed some fruit and cheese at it, letting Lonel handle the drinks. Orange and red reflectors rushed to embrace them, then slid onward without a goodbye. The sensual, quiet music played relentlessly somewhere above. Odena could barely see the food in the dimness of the room, so she did her best to follow Lonel’s forever advice and let her nose guide her.

A man walked beside her, reaching for another glass of drink.

“Good evening,” he said, clear intention in his voice. Odena turned to him, alongside Lonel and Selys. The man wore a black tuxedo over his wine-red shirt and vest. Chest covered with frizzled cotton, corn blond hair freely flowing onto his shoulders. He looked as if he had stepped out of one of Selys paintings in his manor. “Who are your lovely guests Dumwermere?”

“Mr and Mrs Morninger. A pleasure to meet you, sir,” Odena initiated, offering her hand which the man took with clear amusement. It was the coldest kiss ever planted on her skin.

“The pleasure is all mine.”

Lonel’s arm tensed again, pulling it out from her grip and rather resting a hand on her waist. He did not offer a handshake to the man, but after a hidden poke in his side, he nodded as a greeting. The skin creased softly around one of the man’s eyes underneath the gilded fox mask, gaze steady on Lonel’s face. He kept staring with a smile as if he mused about a secret irony.

Selys continued, polite, yet distant. “They’re old workmates of mine. Mr and Mrs Morninger, this is Silvenus Galhart, the Phobia’s event manager. The praise you���ve showered me about the interior Mrs Morninger, they all shall go to him.”

“Oh, marvellous job, Mr Galhart. I’m thoroughly impressed.” Odena mimicked a smile sweet enough. She hoped for an opportunity to pry, but Silvenus simply bowed his head a touch, sipping from his drink.

“You flatter me, my lady. But it’s still early. I should only get a hold of my musicians so the evening could bloom into its full form.”

Odena caught a peek of the moderate stage in the belly of the club. A varnished guitar body and cymbals glinted around the three figures shuffling around the pedestal. The blackness of the stage was lost in the shadowed corner they were put into, making the people above glide on nothing but pure, thick darkness. Lonel joined her gaze for a second.

“Aren’t they out there?” he asked.

Silvenus inclined his brow in what seemed like well-contained irritation. “Only half of them. Our frontman and lead guitarist vanished into thin air, and we’re about to start in ten minutes.”

His tight tone told Odena that it wasn’t exactly the first time they might have done this. Silvenus, also, was surprisingly talkative. She assumed he might be rather ashamed of difficulties concerning the event, yet he didn’t give any indication of that. He simply looked as someone who had had enough.

“That’s tough. Are they playing tributes or originals?”

Lonel’s continuing question earned a subtle look from both Selys and Odena. His body was still tense as ever, yet he sounded nothing short of calm. There was the slightest hint of his distaste from earlier, but that was barely perceptible too. She took a drag from her cigarette, trying to figure out where he was heading — and why. Silvenus, on the other hand, had rearranged his face into the amused expression from before.

“Triubtes for tonight. Some of our guests might not be familiar with their work otherwise, given the large number of new faces,” he said, creasing his brows over his mask, and offering a darkly curious stare. “Forgive me, if I’m frank, but I feel like you have a proposition for me, Mr. Morninger.”

Odena did have the exact same feeling.

The music overhead began to quiet ever so slowly. A sign that the start was near, perhaps. Silvenus glanced up when the lights began to dim, then brighten again.

Lonel put out his smoke on the closest glass ashtray, and his hand pulled Odena a touch closer with a gentle tug.

“If you need people, I can get around a guitar, and she was the lead singer back at home in our school band. We’re also familiar with all the big hits of the last decade, so we could fill in for the time being.”

“A musical couple, I see,” Silvenus purred in a suddenly deeply intrigued manner. He conjured a wide, yet somehow sharp smile on his face. “It must have been fate that brought us together tonight then. It would be much help, if you could do that, Mr. and Mrs. Morninger. Alongside a fair compensation for your trouble, of course.”

Surprise would have been an understatement to what Odena was struck with. She kept her face friendly, nodding along, but she moulded into Lonel’s side sharp as a sign to elaborate on his train of thought immediately when the opportunity arose.

“Well, I wouldn’t have thought what a turn this event would take,” Selys commented, his words edged with jest for the public ear. “Although I had the pleasure of hearing them both in their respective roles separately, and I must say, they are definitely great candidates, Silvenus.”

Lonel spared a sharp glance at Selys, but only for a moment.

Silvenus put his palms together when the next dimming and brightening danced through the room, glancing towards the stage this time. “Excellent, wonderful. I’d like to ask for a minute then, to talk to the present members. Just a minute.” And with that, he slipped into the shadows of the half-lit ballroom.

Odena leaned towards Lonel’s shoulder, half turning to Selys too. “Would you please let in on us, too?”

She let her voice drip with a hint of her awakening frustration. She didn’t mind trying something with more risk, but she was never for improvisation. Not this kind, anyway.

Selys drew up a brow in support of her question.

“He must have been one of him.” Lonel scratched at his short beard, a habit Odena knew to be a nervous movement since he could grow it out. “And he seemed the type who could get us to the rest of them. If not, then the attention will.”

“Always an advantage to make the enemy owe you,” Selys smiled in impressed agreement.

On the far end, Silvenus’s faint figure seemed to finish talking to the assembled band members. His mask gleamed wickedly in the light while he turned to them, gesturing something Odean couldn’t see, but interpreted as an inviting motion. Her skin prickled from the possibility that he might see them clearly even through the shadowed distance.

“If they’re not trapping us first.” Her words met with a half-lidded, waiting set of eyes from Lonel. “Keep the possibility that he realised what and who we are. Just to stay alert.”

A small smile — barely but a smirk, really, found Lonel’s lips. “Look at you preaching caution, after dragging us here in the first place.”

They made their way to the stage, leaving Selys behind, and pushing through bodies at some points. It didn’t go unnoticed how Lonel made way to her with his hands, paying attention to that none of them touched her if it wasn’t necessary.

“I’ve had a great mentor to learn from,” she said, matching his casually accusatory tone nonetheless. It should have been evident that none of them were to sit around and wait until Selys alone figured something out. Not with all at stake.

They climbed backstage, joining the figures waiting in the ominous darkness of the curtains. Silvenus wore a dark smile, but a welcoming posture.

“Band, they would be your mates for the next forty-five minutes, the least. Go easy on them.” He then turned to Lonel and Odena. “Thank you for your offer, again. I’ll make sure our people are here until you finish, and after that, your food, drink and entertainment will be on the Phobia.”

“That is most generous of you, Mr Galhart.”

Odena reciprocated his smile, seeking a hold in Lonel’s warm touch on her back. Her mind clouded just a touch, yet it cleared as soon as it came. So, the cigarette truly neutralised mindreading from the vampires, just as Selys claimed. That, at least, was a relief.

However, it also confirmed Lonel’s previous statement about Silvenus.

“Alright, warm up to each other as much as possible before we start, and make the evening shine,” was the last thing Silvenus said, before he departed to the front.

The three members eyed them with a united gaze that bordered on curiosity and disdain. Two men and a woman, dressed in what seemed a fusion of blackened leather and dark satin. The harsh, expressive make-up on their faces only sharpened their look.

The woman stepped forth first, a gum livid between her teeth.

“Which one of you sings?” she asked in a rather soft voice. It did not go much with the look.

Odena stepped forward, extending a hand. “Livia Morninger, nice to meet you.”

“A delight.” She looked down at her hand, then back at her face. “Sing for me.”

“Excuse me?”

“Sing for me. We need to check if you match with tonight’s tone. If not, that gruff should do behind you.”

Odena retreated her tongue from her cheeks which she pushed into, and met the woman’s nonchalant eyes. If they wanted to get rid of her, then they should do better than that. She inhaled softly and began a song she couldn’t get out of her head when she first started to wonder about joining the school band. Her voice came out rusty and in clear need of oiling. But, it wasn’t half bad. She sang the lyrics, hitting most of the notes clearly, and the others a touch twisted, yet not breaking the harmony. She added her own flair to many parts, even those that she experimented with the family during holidays.

In the end, the two men stepped beside the woman too.

Odena’s throat dried out, not used to such a use anymore. She felt Lonel’s presence beside her, close and ready.

The woman shrugged, nodding towards the water bottles on a little stool, while the shorter of the men handed Lonel an electronic guitar. “Good enough. I’m Marcelin, this is Jerico,” she gestured to the tall, lanky man. Then towards the shorter, bulkier one. “And that is Bichtra. Here’s the setlist. Study it, while we tune in, and follow our lead outside. That goes to you too, wolfman.”

Lonel grunted, plucking some strings and visibly cracking the arrogant demeanour on all the members for a moment, as if to wordlessly say he didn't have faith in his skill in vain, after all. Odena crossed her arms at the fact he had a more well-maintained skillset.

“Huh.” Jerico didn’t add more, but he did pluck at his own guitar. Soon enough, the two men began a routine of some kind, harmonising, and what seemed to practicing some passages. Bichtra joined them with his drums here and there. Odena, in the meantime, earned a little from Marcelin’s grace. Turned out, she was the keyboardist and one of a kind at that. She could help Odena work out some of the kinks before a staff member arrived to tell them it was time.

Odena felt at her neck. It was a long time ago since she stepped onto the stage, let alone was expected to rule it. She wouldn’t have been nervous for the crowd if she had known there weren’t people — creatures among them that actively feasted on her kind. Yet there she was, about to entertain them.

The things she didn’t do to gather information.

Lonel’s palm touched the small of her back, the soft fabric of her dress thin enough so she could feel the calluses on his skin. She turned to him, finding his overly calm, almost bored expression close. “Ready?”

“Hardly.”

He scoffed a half-joking sound. “Just like old times, then.”

“Just like old times,” she huffed out a short laugh, walking close beside Lonel. The bustling outside began to quiet, people’s chattering softening into a barely audible buzz. “It better work, Nel, or I’m going to rip your head off.”

They took their places at the edge of the stage. Even in this situation, a kind of nostalgia found her. Lonel, wrinkled and hardened with age, seemed to morph back into their teenage years as well. And he truly did, as he leaned over to her ear and whispered like he did back then.

“If it doesn’t, you are more than welcome to. But you wanted to come, and you wanted information. So, it’s time to sing for your supper, Blossom.”

[fitlikeadaylight]

screaming crying throwing up i love my fellow depresso girlie <3

[projectsekaicons]

emu otori webcore stuff!!

im OBSESSED with adding the little y2k ms paint borders around stuff....it's so fun EUEUEU

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*eats*

Thank you @iiichu, I rlly hope he comes home......

[vkvoodoo]

Hammer :3

[ratseathumans]

MITSY GROVE‼️

(MAXINE IS THE ONE IN GREEN, BAILEY IS THE ONE IN RED, AUGUST IS THE ONE WITH THE BLUE HOODIE, AND VIXIE IS THE ONE WITH THE BLUE BEANIE AND PURPLE SHIRT.)

(IDEA SUGGESTED BY @piratebeanscore)

EHEHEHEHEHE

[flyolai-brainrot]

fighting demons (trying not to post every unfinished sketch i have)

[chibishortdeath]

Yay rpg maker stuff :3. I should make more updates that aren’t just little concept doodles cause I have gotten a couple rooms to work, but eh. The game itself is still in like the getting the whole map figured out stage, then I’ll have to go through and plan where story specific events will happen, what characters appear where, major puzzles, whether or not there will be a battle system, etc etc. but I do have a lot of things down and have figured out how the program works for the most part! You guys get to see the map planning page early hehe, also the little girl character (who I still need to figure out the name of whoops—)

Anyway, these two are some main characters, Layne and Reid. I don’t wanna spoil too much about them, but they are also med school students and test subjects like Miran. Layne is the one with their hair to their right and spiky ends, Reid is the one with their hair over their left eye and a rounder style.

Ok yeah that’s it bye—