#Fuse cutouts

[tubetrading]

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[willabee]

willabee has a busy schedule but she's always happy to meet fans 😊

[hitech-automations]

#bestindustry #bestoffers #OnTimeDelivery #bestprice #goodservice #donateorgansavelife #DrugFreeIndia #fusecutouts In electrical distribution, a fuse cutout or cut-out fuse (often referred to as a cutout) is a combination of a fuse and a switch, used in primary overhead feeder lines and taps to protect distribution transformers from current surges and overloads. An over-current caused by a fault in the transformer or customer circuit will cause the fuse to melt and the switch mechanism to visibly open, disconnecting the transformer from the line. The device can also be opened manually by utility linemen standing on the ground and using a long insulating stick called a "hot stick The cutout body, an open frame that supports the fuse holder and a ribbed porcelain or polymer insulator that electrically isolates the conductive portions of the assembly from the support to which the insulator is fastened.

[sonasnowdrop]

Like ink bendy weeper is a failed recreation of a bendy cartoon character, Joey failing once with bendy and now twice with Azael and locked them both away from the public eye. In the cycle weeper isn’t much of a threat to Henry or the others, when she is near the screen flashes a grayish blue and you can hear her weeping nearby it’s best to hide instead of staying in the open. Unlike inky she is less aggressive when it comes to Audrey or Henry only attacking if they’re in her way or out in the open when they’re near. She can talk but chooses not to at times, my VC for them is the reaper from little misfortune ^_^ while her ink form can speak, her toon form can’t. They and ink demon fight occasionally mostly play fighting and adapting to their sibling nature

In BATIM Weeper wouldn’t be a threat or enemy and usually is blocked away by something and you can see her crying alone. I like to imagine weeper is the one who can be heard crying at the start of BATDR

Azael cutouts are hardly ever seen around the studio, if they are seen they’re seen next to a Alice or bendy cutout. Loads of them can be found in weepers domain. Weeper doesn’t like keeping their cutouts out in the open for everyone to see and possibly ruin so instead she keeps them in her domain of flooding ink and where a new enemy’s called 'ink mermaids' live, she knows how much bendy loves to keep their cutouts laid about the studio and she KNOWS they hate it when someone either disturbs the cutouts or breaks em so occasionally she’d knock over or breaks them

Like inky, weeper was pushed into a form that’s less powerful but they didn’t resist as much as inky did. Like lil benders Azael is mute and uses the notepad in her tummy pocket to communicate and draw. They act childish at times like sitting down with bendy to take a break, kicking rocks or empty BC cans around, or even skipping when she walks but they can also become very determined and serious when trying to complete a task.

When Audrey finds them they’re in a room doodling with the only exit being the way Audrey comes in(that door being locked and having to be smashed open which alarms them) once they’re alarmed she hides underneath a table behind them. Audrey approaches them reassuring them that it’s okay, she reaches out with the correct hand but Azael pushes past her running through the exit. Audrey catches up to her at a dead end and they have no choice but to trust her and accept her friendship and assistance. After this they find lil benders where Audrey apologizes for shocking them and whatnot

They didn’t receive as much torture as benders but they were still indeed tested and tortured while inside the GENT building

At the end Weeper, inky, and Audrey share the same body(beast bendy) I’ll redesign beast bendy just a tad to fit my narrative lol but after the cycle is reset since they were all fused together the cycle resets with bendy, Audrey and Azael all being transported back into the real world where than can live happily wooooo(unles……)

Little bonus fact Weeper can be considered the middle child since she was made second!

THAT WAS ALOTT to write and I’m sure it’s not all gonna be read but I rlllllyyy needed to get this out cuz if I didn’t do it I would’ve forgotten, thought of all this last night ! Plus some bonus doodles

Sorry for the long info dumping post ^_^"

[neonponders]

A special one shot chapter for @wrecked-fuse ‘s pocketverse 🐺

Based on this post ~

Part 30

( pt. 7′s art 🎩 ) ( pt. 9′s art 👀 ) ( pt. 14′s art 💨 ) ( pt. 19′s art 🦇 ) ( pt. 20′s art 🍳) ( pt. 27’s art 🦦 )

~ on ao3 ~

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It was only the prior experience of having someone jump on Steve’s head that kept his body stationary despite the jolt into consciousness.

“Stevie! Stevie! Wake up! Helwp!”

“What?” his mouth fumbled. “Wha’sthmatter?”

“Something’s wong with Biwwy! He’s hurwt!”

That helped kick some organic caffeine into his system as he slowly rolled over. “Okay, okay, okay. Where are you? Stay here.”

His littler self didn’t obey at all. Instead, he nimbly leapt onto the bedside table and pointed at his and little Billy’s shoebox bedroom. “He said his head and his butt hurwt.”

Steve tried to think back to the previous day and whether or not Billy might’ve snuck some carbonation into his system. Steve couldn’t recall having a soda, himself, and big Billy had been too ornery to even stay long enough for a beer.

What is with these guys? Steve wondered to himself...and then lifted the lid-ceiling off the box.

Little Billy lay on his bed, curled up with his pajama shorts thrown onto the floor to make room for the tail curled around his butt and legs. The dark blond fur was peppered with black and white like a wolf’s...to match the large pointed ears on top of his head.

“Honey bee?” Steve called, the same time little Steve walked through the cutout doors and took little Billy’s hand.

“Biwwy? Does yourw butt still hurwt?”

The little guy tried to roll over, into the touch of big Steve’s fingertip rubbing his backside. “Sore. And itchy.”

“Can I pick you up?”

As an answer, Billy pulled Steve’s finger over him like a blanket. Steve tucked his hands on either side of him and lifted him out of the box with little Steve standing on one of his hands, hugging his thumb like a foreman commanding a crane. “We need to cawll big Biwwy.”

“I think you’re right. B? Do you wanna stay up here or go downstairs?”

“With Stevie,” came his tired reply, but his tail had begun to relax and pulsed in a little wag against Steve’s palm.

“Okay, hang on.”

Little Steve sat down to safely rest in the center of gravity with Billy as big Steve traversed the stairs. With a hand petting Billy’s dark blond hair, he couldn’t help but ask, “Is Biwwy turning into a puppy?”

“Uh...I don’t know,” Steve replied, finding their stuffed otter plushie on the coffee table and carefully setting them down on the brown fur. Both Steves watched little Billy rub his face against the soft otter, even rolling over to scratch his back against the otter’s belly. “I do think he’s feeling better, though - ”

The doorbell rang, but familiar banging eclipsed the electric chime. Worse, one fist drummed on the double doors of the Harrington house while the other stabbed the doorbell at the same time.

Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong! Ding dong -

Steve huffed and grumbled under his breath, not even bothering to check the peep hole to know it was definitely Hargrove on the other -

As soon as the deadbolt released, Billy crashed through the doors. Steve had the briefest second to hear the sound of wood splintering before he had to fully focus on Billy tackling him onto the runner carpet. It was the shock more than anything that made it hard to breathe, being sandwiched on the hard floor by all of Billy Hargrove...

Steve couldn’t say when he had the wherewithal to see clearly, but he looked into the bearded face of Billy, who he could’ve sworn was clean shaven last night.

“ ‘at’s not fair...” Steve wheezed, and watched in stupefied silence as the beard just kept growing, consuming Billy’s face. Steve really needed air, because his eyes were blurring, making it seem like Billy’s face had started to change shape.

“WOOoooo!”

Steve blinked in confusion at the little howl. When small Billy ran past his head and jumped onto his shoulder to stand on his sternum, Steve’s eyes shot open in terror. “Billy! You can’t just jump off the table!”

“AWWOOOOO!” the little guy argued, but not at Steve. Steve craned his head up to see Billy’s little butt underneath a furiously wagging tail as he howled up at -

“Billy?” Steve blurted up at a very large wolf. There was something...not quite right with it. Obviously because it had been a man just seconds previously, but its limbs were a bit too long...or maybe it was 3am and Steve had never seen a real wolf before.

And if little Billy had ditched his shorts at the start of this.... “Billy. Were you naked outside my house?”

He got a mouthful of tongue for his efforts. Jerking his head to the side, he tried and failed to push the wolf off of him. “Okay. Oh-kay. Christ-Billy - ”

“Biwwy!” little Steve called. “Biwwy! Don’t leave me behind!”

Big Steve heard his feet running on the floor the same time the wolf’s head lifted up to see him. Steve’s hand pulled his snout down for eye contact. “If you squish them, I’ll skin you alive.”

Hardly threatened, Billy pulled his head out of Steve’s hand and laid down right over his body. The fearless little guy arrived beside big Steve’s ear, allowing him to hear Billy sniffing little Steve’s head and body. The little man giggled until he’d been crowded into big Steve’s hair. “Biwwy! Don’ sniff sniff me. I’m worrwied about my Biwwy. He’s a puppy, awlmost like you!”

The small one himself answered with another howl on big Steve’s forehead. The latter groaned, “B, please take your ass off my face.”

Turning his head, Steve dumped Billy onto the floor next to his own little. Billy tumbled but Steve’s hair cushioned the fall. That didn’t stop Billy from circling back around to bite Steve’s earlobe, though.

“OW! Holy - ”

Big Billy made quick work of knocking his half-wolf self aside with his muzzle. Marching them backward towards the living room, big Billy herded his energetic little and the more compliant little Steve out of the foyer.

Big Steve lay prone on the runner carpet. By his feet, his house stood like an open wound to the fragrant, moonlit neighborhood. Past his head, Steve heard his littler self laughing and mimicking Billy’s howls before asking if he could ride in big Billy’s fur.

“How long do full moons last?” he asked the indifferent ceiling.

[natade-art]

i did it i made jjba ocs

ID: a drawing of a pair of white girls on a canvas with pink orange and purple flowers in the background. Text besides them identifies them as Charlotte Sometimes (namesake: song of the same name by The Cure) and Hanna (namesake: singer Kathleen Hanna).     Hanna is standing, licking something off her thumb. Her braided hair and pants are violet, with her top and accessories in black and orange. Her low-rise pants and sleeveless, partially unzipped crop top reveal a scar on her belly, a choker necklace, an orange thong and armband, and a pair of scars on her forearm. Stand: Hungry Ghost (namesake: The Hungry Ghost, song by The Cure) asks it’s victims their deepest wish. If they do not answer, or answer dishonestly, it devours their desires and leaves its victim an empty shell. It can’t do very much to people who answer it sincerely.      Charlotte is sitting with one leg behind her in a semi-split, her cheek pressed to Hanna’s thigh and one arm hooked around the same leg. She has black hair with straight bangs and pigtails, a long scar across her nose, the same purple lipstick as Hanna. Her jester-esque outfit consists of a white lacey collar, matching gloves, one long one short, a black sleeveless top, fishnet tights, and a pair of orange asymmetrical pants, one leg long one leg short. The long pant leg has diamond cutouts down the front and fuses with her boot in that typical JoJo’s footwear way. Her other boot is thigh-high and black, and both have pointy toes. Her and Hanna have the same purple lipstick. Stand: Fifty-Fifty Clown (namesake: song of the same name by the Cocteau Twins) is a pair of little clowns. One provides ‘good luck’ mostly as cartoon-y in her favor, while the other provides ‘bad luck’ i.e. cartoon-y gags NOT in her favor (think banana peels, etc.)

[lucerocosplay]

Prop 001 Build Thread

The reference came from the promo for the stage play this last spring. Eventually I plan on making the uniform from the play and the design has more visual interest than his vague blob of a onesie in cyber solider. Tactical onesie construction notes are under the cut.

I'm using a second hand baby doll from JC Toys that thankfully already came in a onesie with chupón. He's a soft bodied doll (plush body rubber head and limbs) to cut down on weight, and I think the model is the 14" Berenguer but I'm not positive.

The fabric is all just scrap from my cyborg cosplay (brushed poly suiting, patent wet look pvc, & voile) and some store bought deep red satin piping. I also found some great gold tone shank buttons that looked pretty close as well.

The only real addition to his uniform design will be some loops in the back of his onesie that will let me string him to some straps and wear as a backpack throughout the con. I guess if someone wanted it wouldn't be hard to convert him into a functional purse but a doll of this size wouldn't hold a lot.

After washing and drying both Ivan and his clothes I got to work making a pattern and taking into account the lack of stretch the final onesie would have. I transferred the modifications to paper, added allowance and got to cutting my scrap fabrics.

Sewing prep was just gluing on prefab satin piping in place of hand basting along the cutouts of the onesie front. Sewing clips helped the glue adhere properly since the fabric is pretty dense and just sucks it up like a sponge.

The assembly was pretty straight forward, no fancy stitching just straight seams. The only proper sewing was spent on the sleeves and piped panel. The piped front panel is just an extension of the pants, with the remaining portion of the bodice siting around the apex of the tummy. It's attached by the second row of top stitching and again on either side of the lapped zipper. The zipper itself also got a small bar tack at the base to help reinforce the inseam area as well.

To keep from losing his chupón, there is a little scrap on ribbon sewn to his right shoulder. By chance this matched his piping and zipper so that was cool.

Because my pvc was a different weight than the poly suiting it needed to be fused to some scrap denim to avoid going lame. Though this may have been overkill because it required top stitching to keep the allowance from bulging. Overall it was fine, four part sleeves aren't all that fun even when tiny.

Once the sleeves were installed it was just a matter of sewing along the outer most edge, toe inset, and inseam. The neckline was folded down 1/2" and whip stitched from the inside. I also added the buttons at this point.

To help get the shape of the shoulders right and tie in with the adult stage play uniforms, I made some little shoulder pads. I also installed some mini sleeve heads using 4mm macrame cord to help retain the drape of the upper sleeve. There isn't a lot to work with since soft bodied dolls limbs are just seams without any bilk or structural integrity, the little guy needed all the help he could get.

The sleeve hems are just a basic single fold hem. The poly brushed suiting I'm using is like a bulkier, glorified felt so fraying isn't a big concern here but bulk is.

And here he is so far. Somehow a lot cuter than I thought a toy baby in a tactical onesie could be. He has four french tacks on the back for some clear straps and apart from sewing on his chupón, wig, and scarf he is good to go.

I'm waiting on his hair to come in, and the paint to dry on his chupón so that's what'll be in the next update.

[dollsonmain]

Ok time to put everything away. That Guy gets home anywhere between 2:30 and 4.

While I decide whether I want to use this or not (I’m leaning no with a preference for foam board shelves wrapped in different pastel papers, this modular unit would make more sense in a more modern setting) and because if I wait until I’ve made a decision I will never complete the project

I’ve added a pink panel to the back of the bed covering the former shower. I already like the way that looks better, and I think I will do the majority of the book case/curio cabinet/hutch thing I’m building in pink with the counter top part (which will include that shower-shelf, each faux cabinet door (which will be the most boring rectangles ever), and if I add foam board shelves then each of those being a different pastel color of the matching paper.

That paper was something I got from the Amazon Warehouse to get “free” shipping.

Look at it, though. That’s just printer paper and I glued it to foam board. It did get a little wrinkly in a place or two because I didn’t wait long enough for the Tombow Mono Multi to set, but look how smooth that is. It would never be that smooth with white glue or a glue stick.

I’m almost out of that bottle of TMM, but I have another unopened one, so I’m not worried. It lasts a very long time.

I might go around only the outside edge of that curio thing with this wood-look contact paper so that when the bed is down (which will be never, but just in case) the platform frame will look like wood.

I’ll see how I feel about/ how it looks with the whole thing being pink first. Wood grain might look really weird with how low detail most of the rest of the house is, though the stickers are a little more detailed.

Either way, the rest of that is basically simple rectangles. As long as I don’t screw up my measurements too much, it shouldn’t be too headache inducing to complete.

Still thinking about making the battery port cover look like a fuse box, or maybe just sticking a little picture  in a frame on it or something. It’ll look bad regardless. All that matters is that I can get to the screw, really. It’s not like I’ll ever put batteries in it, but someone might some day.

I think I would like to make that weirdly shaped crib storage spot (thank you @dollsahoy​ for figuring that out for me) into, like... Maybe put some little cleaning supplies in there? like a bucket and some cleaning cloths and maybe a tiny broom or mop, or maybe pet supplies since there are sticker animals EVERYWHERE on this thing. There are like 3 dogs and 7 cats (that is an exaggeration but only slightly).

I stopped buying non-toy Mini Brands so I don’t have any of the kitty litter boxes or anything convenient like that.

I could also just whip up a “door” and cover over the space completely with yet another faux cabinet.

AND I was looking at the MGA MiniVerse balls I have. The smaller one is pretty much exactly the right size AND shape for the fountain cutout on the back of this door.

It would stick out a lot, though, so I might make something else to put there like a rack for garden tools or a narrow planter box or something, just to keep the profile of the house smaller which makes it easier to store.

That could also be a place to put a pet stuff station to hang leashes on or something like that.

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I don’t intend to buy furniture for the house I don’t think. I do have a bunch of My Scene furniture sitting around though it’s not colors that would work with this space, and if I buy one of the Gloria sets (or the coveted Avon set....) they come with kitchen chairs and a table and I think I’ll most likely have this set to kitchen most of the time, if not fireplace.

Modern Barbie furniture isn’t the right colors or style.

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So decisions I [still] need to make:

how to decorate the fireplace room wall, mantle, and the fireplace itself

what colors to apply to basically everything in the kitchen, especially the appliances, little bits of wall above the cabinets, and the backsplash

whether or not to do detail painting in the kitchen like adding color to the stovetop, faucet, and drawer pulls

which dishes to get and whether to buy dishes that are already done, get some cheap ones and paint them, try making my own again, or something else

whether to use the Mini Brands shelving brackets as modular shelving or make my own foam board shelves

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..... The only thing I did today was make a pink rectangle. Ugh.

[tubetrading]

Cybersecurity in Power Systems:  Safeguarding Transmission and Distribution Infrastructure

Introduction:

In an era dominated by technology, the power industry is undergoing a transformation, with the integration of smart grids and digital solutions becoming increasingly prevalent.  However, this digital evolution brings with it a new set of challenges, particularly in the realm of cybersecurity.  Power systems, including transmission and distribution infrastructure, are critical components of our modern society, making them prime targets for cyber threats.  In this blog post, we will delve into the importance of cybersecurity in power systems and explore measures to safeguard transmission and distribution infrastructure.

Understanding the Landscape:

Power systems, encompassing transmission and distribution, are the backbone of any nation's infrastructure.  As these systems become more interconnected and reliant on digital technologies, the vulnerability to cyber threats escalates.  Transmission and distribution manufacturers in India are at the forefront of adopting innovative solutions to enhance the efficiency of power systems.  However, with this increased connectivity comes the imperative need to fortify these systems against cyber attacks.

The Role of Cybersecurity in Power Systems:

Protecting Critical Infrastructure:

Cybersecurity plays a pivotal role in protecting critical infrastructure, especially in the power sector.  Transmission and distribution manufacturers in India are recognizing the significance of robust cybersecurity measures to safeguard their equipment and networks.

Securing Outdoor Support Insulators:

Outdoor support insulators are crucial components in power systems, providing structural support and insulation.  Cyber threats targeting these insulators could compromise the integrity of the entire power grid.  Implementing cybersecurity protocols ensures the resilience of these components against potential attacks.

High Voltage Primary Bushing Outdoor Manufacturers in India:

Manufacturers producing high voltage primary bushings outdoors are well-aware of the challenges posed by cyber threats.  Implementing stringent cybersecurity measures is imperative to prevent unauthorized access and manipulation of these critical components.

Addressing Vulnerabilities in Fuse Cutouts:

Fuse cutouts are essential for protecting power distribution systems from overcurrents.  However, these components are susceptible to cyber threats that could disrupt their functionality.  Cybersecurity measures are crucial in identifying and addressing vulnerabilities in fuse cutouts.

Cyber Threats in Power Systems:

Malware and Ransomware Attacks:

Malicious software and ransomware attacks pose a significant threat to power systems.  These attacks can disrupt operations, compromise sensitive data, and demand ransom payments.  Implementing robust cybersecurity measures is essential to mitigate the risk of malware and ransomware infiltrations.

Phishing and Social Engineering:

Phishing attacks and social engineering tactics target human vulnerabilities within organizations.  Employees in transmission and distribution manufacturers in India must be educated on recognizing and avoiding these cyber threats to prevent unauthorized access to critical systems.

Insider Threats:

Insider threats, whether intentional or unintentional, can pose a severe risk to power systems.  Establishing comprehensive access controls, monitoring systems, and conducting regular employee training can help mitigate the potential impact of insider threats.

Safeguarding Strategies:

Network Segmentation:

Implementing network segmentation is crucial to isolate and contain cyber threats.  This strategy ensures that even if one part of the network is compromised, the entire system remains secure.

Regular Security Audits:

Conducting regular security audits is essential for identifying vulnerabilities and weaknesses in power systems.  Transmission and distribution manufacturers in India should prioritize periodic assessments to stay ahead of evolving cyber threats.

Employee Training Programs:

Employees play a crucial role in cybersecurity.  Training programs should focus on raising awareness about potential threats, recognizing phishing attempts, and promoting a security-conscious culture within the organization.

Advanced Authentication Protocols:

Implementing advanced authentication protocols, such as multi-factor authentication, adds an extra layer of security to prevent unauthorized access to critical systems.

Conclusion:

As power systems evolve with technological advancements, the need for robust cybersecurity measures becomes paramount.  Transmission and distribution manufacturers in India must prioritize safeguarding their infrastructure against cyber threats to ensure the continuous and reliable delivery of power.  From outdoor support insulators to high voltage primary bushings outdoors and fuse cutouts, every component plays a critical role in the functioning of power systems and requires protection from potential cyber attacks.

In the face of evolving cyber threats, a proactive approach to cybersecurity is the key to resilience.  By adopting advanced cybersecurity measures and staying abreast of the latest developments in the field, Radiant Enterprises and other stakeholders in the power industry can fortify their transmission and distribution infrastructure, contributing to a secure and sustainable energy future.

[connectparanormal]

Creating and Using a Ghost Scrapbook

Making and using a scrapbook with a ghost theme can be a fun and imaginative method to explore a fascination with the paranormal while keeping memories and artistic expressions. This kind of scrapbook creates a one-of-a-kind memento that may be treasured for years by fusing the personal touch of handcrafted design with the creepy fascination of ghost stories. Creating such a scrapbook requires a combination of storytelling, artistic ability, and a dash of creative flair. Planning the scrapbook is a crucial first step. Think about the general idea and tone you wish to portray. Will it be more whimsical and lighthearted, or will it be eerie and chilling? Collect supplies that will work for your idea, like old paper, old photos, and spectral accents like stencils, stamps, and stickers. Online marketplaces, artisan stores, and antique shops are great ways to find these things. The physical satisfaction of choosing and working with these materials enhances the creative process.

After obtaining your supplies, consider your scrapbook's layout. Choose which stories or recollections to include, as well as the page order. An option is to start with a title page that establishes the mood, perhaps with an image of a haunted house or a ghostly person. Then, each page that follows can concentrate on a different facet of your theme, such as well-known ghost stories, first-hand accounts of paranormal activity, or even original fiction. The secret is to tell a compelling story that flows from start to finish. Consider the layout of each page when you begin assembling your scrapbook. A page must have the right amount of balance; too few items might make it appear sparse, and too many can make it feel cluttered. To add depth and intrigue, use textures and backdrop papers. Layering is a powerful technique that allows you to create a three-dimensional impression by layering tiny photos or embellishments on top of larger ones. Using this method will make your spectral scenes come to life, increasing their visual appeal and level of engagement. Personal touches are what really set a ghost-themed scrapbook apart. Include handwritten notes or printed text if your family has any ghost encounter stories. You can add a personal touch by including images of haunted places, whether they are well-known landmarks or lesser-known locales. Draw or paint spectral forms using your own artistic abilities, or use magazine cutouts to make collages. In addition to adding richness, these personal touches enable the scrapbook to represent your individual viewpoint on the paranormal. Making a scrapbook with a ghost theme can be as much fun as using it. Present it to your loved ones, particularly during Halloween or during gatherings where ghost stories often take place. It can arouse memories and initiate conversations about the paranormal, acting as a conversation starter. The scrapbook is a goldmine of ideas and visuals that can serve as inspiration for writing or artistic endeavors. Placing it on a coffee table or bookshelf allows guests to easily access and enjoy it, while also adding a touch of eerie charm to your home design.

A scrapbook with a ghost theme might also be a work in progress. When you experience new things or gain more knowledge about ghost stories, you can add more pages. This enables you to revisit and re-engage with your creative process throughout time, and it also maintains the scrapbook active and current. It can also be an amazing way to record visits to haunted houses or paranormal activities like ghost tours, turning it into a living journal of your paranormal adventures. In summary, creating and utilizing a scrapbook with a ghost theme is a fulfilling project that integrates narrative, creativity, and self-expression. It allows you to create a stunning and distinctive artifact while delving into the intriguing world of the paranormal. Whether shared with others or preserved as a private memento, a scrapbook like this can bring happiness, motivation, and a hint of spectral charm.

[crplpunkklavier]

[ID: three cropped screenshots from the legend of zelda: tears of the kingdom. in all three of them, link is equipped with a "president hudson shield" and a "president hudson guster" - a sword and a shield that have been fused with wood cutouts of president hudson. in image one, link is holding the shield in front of him, which covers him nearly completely. in image two, link is seen from the back with sword and shield on his back, resulting in two presidents hudson in an almost straight line. in image three, link is seen from the front holding the very long president hudson guster in his hands. end ID]

you would do well not to fuck with me

[hitech-automations]

Cutouts act like a fuse and open when there is a problem with the line or a section of it. A crossarm holds the wires up on the pole. The neutral wire is below the transformer and acts as a line back to the substation and balances out the amount of electricity or load on the system

When it comes to cutouts almost all distribution systems in the United State use one of three types of cutouts; Interchangeable, Loadbreak, or Linkbreak. Interchangeable cutouts are by far the most common style of cutout

The cut out (also called the service head) is a piece of electrical equipment that links the mains/service electricity cable and the internal wires in your property. It makes sure that electricity passes safely and efficiently into your property. It also houses the main fuse.

The word off refers to electricity, and the word out is associated with light. So you might say Suddenly the lights went out." But since the lights and the electricity are closely related, you could use any combination

[lizze919]

Bendy Theory/explanation.

Ink is split up into four types: Ink, Ink Demon, Toons, and the Dark Puddles.

Basic Ink is nothing real special its pretty much the ink we have in real life. However it can bring up Bold Emotions from inside people to over take the victim, as seen in TLOs [In the Ink World, Ink can be molded to hold shape The Gent tool makers)]

The first time the Ink was run through the machine it created the Ink Demon. The Demons young years were animal like; animalistic instincts and behavior. The Demon is very similar to Frankensteins Monster, a new born animal and from learning and how it was being treated grew up to be the monster. The similarly is very large; both being mistreated by their creators and growing from being animal like to being able to do practically what any human could. The Demon is also able to swim through Ink, control it and fuse into Ink making the Demon larger and stronger, It's unclear why it chooses Bendy as a base, but it's most likely because of all the cutouts and posters around.

When I say Toons I'm referring to both Cartoon characters (Alices, Boriss, and The Butcher Gangs) and Lost Ones + Searchers and other Ink Creatures. These are either human souls, or personified Ink. Souls are people who have been murdered and/or have gone through the ink process. I will be using four exspambles: Sammy, Buddy, Brant, and Alison. In the case of Sammy, he was drenched in Ink and had swallowed it, allowing it to attach to him. It made him obsessed with the Ink. I haven't come up with solid evidence of what his Bold Emotion is, but we do know he had seen the Ink Demon and started worshiping it even before he died, drowning people in Ink as sacrifices. The way he died isn't said, but I believe he drowned himself in Ink. Buddy was stained by the Ink after being lost in the music department and bumping into the Demon. Buddy's Bold Emotion is wanting to be recognized which is why he agrees to uncover the studios secret with Dot. While in the building late at night after saving Jacob, Buddy is eaten alive by the Demon, and was pulled out by Joey and transfer to Boris. (a straight use of the Ink Machine). Brant was crushed by a door and sucked back into the room by the Demon, and theoretically lached onto the Ink around him becoming a Lost One. Alison who isn't a dead person but is still living: needing to eat, and breathe and can still 'die'. These are usually full models and don't look like Lost Ones. They retain memories Joey had of the real life people they're based on. (Alison remembers Tom's name despite never meeting Thomas Connors real world counterpart.

The Dark Puddles are spots of Ink that host souls. They are almost like ponds in some places. The souls (and souless) can hear eachother and communicate and even speak aloud. I like to think of them almost like The Cluster from Steven Universe. "A Screaming Well Of Voices" as Susie says, a mess of souls wanting to escape. The Dark Puddles is where Henry or Audrey end up after dying, still being able to leave and form back to their bodies but with some hardship. Anyone who dies in the Ink World is drawn to these puddles. Don't confuse the Dark Puddles with Searchers, Searchers sit as puddles until wanting to move where they spout up and crawl, but Dark Puddles are simply large bodies of Ink (as towards the start of BATDR)

I wrote this for my friend, very tired, so if I got something that was already disproven or something sorry. I've read all the books and played every game but that doesn't mean I don't forget things lol.

[whatchild]

Day 22 of fusing randomly selected Kirby characters together- Flamberge + Susie!

Note: this is not intended as a fanchild or descendant oc. “Fusion” in this case is similar to fusion in Steven Universe, but can also be read as an entirely different character that merely borrows aspects from the original’s designs.

I SEE A GIRL I DRAW A CUTE OUTFIT OK? I ADMIT IT, I'M SIMPLE! Regardless of the simplicity of the gray matter clonking around my chrome dome, Padma's design came to me almost as much so. The hardest part to conceptualize was headgear, because how in blazes do you mix a cutout hood with a massive beret? Evidently, the answer is bucket hats. And where there are bucket hats, as a modern girl I expect to see buttons and badges and accessories. I went with mixed colors for the majority of the design, but all of the cute add-ons are direct steals and references. FASHION.

As an aside, if there's a Kirby character you don't see on the wheel but have strong opinions on, feel free to ask me to add them! I don't fear challenges, I dread them. Which means I do them anyway while moaning about it the whole while.

[hello-im-not-a-possum]

A Secret Leak: Burning the Midnightmare Oil

The malformed cartoon strolled through the creaking, partly flooded halls of the studio without a care in the world. It had become a lot more comfortable for him when he no longer had to worry about people, weapons they could wield or anything else. The workers who once regarded him as a monster were now monsters themselves, and more importantly, they were WEAK monsters. Monsters that he could dispatch with just a few drops of his ink or a slash or two with his claws. He had gone from the sole prisoner to the closest thing it had to a warden, he was powerful and more importantly, the only truly safe person in this dangerous, rotting studio that had once held dreams so long ago.

He was the King of this world and he knew it well, he was the apex predator of a world of inky darkness and artificial light. Searchers and Butcher gang members exploded when his ink came close to them. Lost ones were only sturdy enough to stand for a few seconds before he cut them down. The few living wolves cowered before both him and the angels and fled on sight. The angels themselves also were well aware of his power and hid themselves from him. It was lonely, but it was paradise. It was proof of his earned freedom. Proof that he would never again be on the receiving end of the wrath and or venom of the Studio's former pillars.

Today, just like any other day in his carved-out paradise was a great hunt. He took down plenty of butchers and searchers and even was lucky enough to find an angel! Angels were the most fun to hunt as they were often smarter and more resilient than the others. His grin vibrated as he chased her through the tight corridors and up ink-flooded stairwells, his claws inches away from her neck before a door slammed shut in front of him. Abruptly ending the chase as she caught her breath in the Little Miracle Station. He knocked on the door to tease her before leaving to find his next hunt.

Instead of descending once more into his territory to wait for the inkwells to make more Butchered Butchers, he heard something from the higher floors, something that enraged him; music.

Hearing as sensitive as his was both one of his greatest strengths and most exploitable weaknesses and the former musicians of the studio knew it, why else would they go out of their way to climb to the music department? All items that they could use for survival supplies there were taken long ago, the exit was flooded with ink, and the pump switch stayed locked within the late music director's office. All that that left was 'weapons'.

What a human would hear as a faint, soft piano melody with a note or two played wrong, the king of the dark puddles heard thundering hammers slamming down on squealing strings, each strike booming enough that the player might as well have been striking his head with that damned instrument of torture!

The Ink demon growled as his 'eyes' adjusted to the music department. Someone had been moving his cutouts around up here and even had the gall to behead one! Luckily, the head of the headless cutout was still intact enough to see out of, and what he saw was most likely the perpetrator: an ink creature with four-fingered hands.

That explains the sour notes.

As the entity moved away from the piano and in sight of the other cutouts, the Ink demon noticed certain peculiarities about the masked musician; Its hands weren't two fingers fused together but hands intentionally made with four in mind. Yet it was very clearly not a proper toon. It looked a bit like a lost one with clothes from afar, but it didn't have the glowing gold eyes, lack of a jaw or skeletal features they possessed. He tried to draw parallels between it and the searchers and sure enough it did have a similar body type if he ignored the legs... but its face was too smooth, it didn't have proper eye sockets nor did it have the gaping maw they shared. It also shared the angels' affinity for songs and presumably their wit if it was bold enough to disfigure one of his cutouts and WEAR it around of all things...

It was a weird amalgamation of everything he had ever hunted before, all the parts boiling together into a mess that fit nowhere any group within the studio, and he felt sick looking at it.

"My Lor-"

The Ink Demon destroyed the abomination in one swipe of his claws without a second thought.

-----

Bendy woke up shivering as he wrapped himself in his blanket and crept towards the kitchen. It was still dark outside, and he felt too embarrassed with the thought of waking Audrey up to tell him about his nightmare of the night.

"Think I should invest in a nightlight?"

The imp asked the stuffed doll of himself who he put on one of the dining table's chairs. It didn't answer him, and he wasn't in the mood to answer for it.

"...This is stupid..." he shook his head while opening up the fridge and getting himself the ingredients for a midnight snack. "Kid or adult, I'm not supposed to have nightmares, I'm supposed to *make* them! I'm the ink demon, I'm the king of the studio..."

He continued to mutter about the injustice of bad dreams as he got out the ingredients for a turkey sandwich and started assembling them.

Bread, lettuce, tomato, mayo, cheese, turkey, mustard, pickles... but he felt like he was missing something for it.

Looking in the fridge again, he dug out the leftover lasagna and looked at it and at his half-made sandwich, internally debating whether or not the cold pasta dish would pair well with the rest of the sandwich before the sound of the front door opening jolted him into zipping the leftovers back into the fridge and slamming it shut behind him.

"Bendy? You're up really late." Audrey looked at the imp with a half confused expression on her face.

"I uh... had a bad dream..." he sheepishly admitted while wringing his hands. "And figured a midnight snack would help."

It was still embarrassing to tell her, but at least it wasn't as bad as waking her up to tell her.

"Oh? What was it about?" She sat down at the table, setting the documents she collected aside, they weren't important at the moment.

"The studio's early days..." He sat across from her, also leaving his sandwich behind for now.

"When Joey first made the world?"

"Kinda, yeah..." he sighed while fidgeting with his gloves. "I don't know what he told you about it, but what I *can* tell you is that he lied. He's really good at lying... if he was one of the two guards in some magical fantasy riddle, he'd be the one who always lies."

"Okay... So if I tell you what he told me, you'd have a good chance at figuring out what is and isn't a lie?"

"I mean, I don't see a point in that because, again, he always lies, but sure."

"When he was describing how the Ink realm came to be, he first introduced himself, and he introduced himself as a bitter old man who blamed everyone but himself for his mistakes."

"Wait, *he* said that? That's not you... being hyperbolic or reading between the lines and telling me that to make me chuckle, is it?"

"Yes it's true, and he said the person he blamed the most was his old business partner Henry."

"Huh, maybe he had a 'come to Jesus' moment while being faced with his own atrocities and hubris in the ink world..." he shook his head. "...Too little, too late. What else did he say?"

"That in his anger, he used the Ink machine to make a world of paper and ink which he used to torment a fake version of Henry with the intent to torment him forever."

"Ha! That's the Joey I know and hate! What he told you was a complete lie! That might be how the ink world ended up in his eyes, but it's not how it started."

"...Then how did it really start?" She took out her notepad.

"The ink world existed before the 'fake' Henry. He doesn't know it, but it was born the day I was born. When he discovered it, he influenced it a lot, changed aspects of the world and how it was, but even then he was thinking about using it as a way to fit even more underpaid workers into his studio."

"Wow... his lie made him sound worse than the truth does..." Audrey shuddered. "Why would he think that it was more acceptable to create a sentient, sapient being just for the sake of torturing him...?"

"I don't know, there's a lot of things he does that don't really make sense to me." Bendy grumbled. "I mean, even though I came out wrong, he still got a genuine, living creature made out of ink! Surely if he sat down and thought about it, he would've been able to put his greedy little brain to work and exploit me all the same instead of locking me away! ...Anyway, I'm getting off topic, where was I?"

"The studio, you said Joey wanted to put more workers in there."

"Oh yeah. Anyway, that plan didn't come into fruition because he used it as a prison for yours truly after I escaped the first one they locked me in."

"Right..." She nodded while taking detailed notes.

"But after me, I think a lightbulb went off in his head. That if he ever made a mistake with the ink, he could just hide it in the ink studio. Shortly after I was stuck in there, suddenly a bunch of other people were being pushed in: A bunch of Borises, some weird Alice Angels, butchered butcher gang members, the ink people with golden eyes..."

"And the creatures like Big Steve?"

"...Who?"

"Big Steve... uh..." she drew out a sketch of the large inky creature she had seen before. "This guy?"

"No, he wasn't in the studio. At least, not in the original loop."

"Anyway, things were pretty crowded in there, but I got pretty good at 'crowd control' over the years." he chuckled half-heartedly. "I might have been the strongest prisoner, but it was still very much a prison. Up until the day it became a story."

"When did that happen?"

"The day the main character showed up: Henry Stein. From that day onward, 'order' was introduced to the world in the form of scripts. We couldn't deviate from the set script no matter how much or how badly we all wanted to, not even the director."

"But if that's what happened, then when did the Angel show up? Allison Pendle? When did she come into the picture to change things for the better?"

"Did Joey tell you that she did?" He deadpanned while fetching his discarded sandwich after finding exactly what it was missing: a toothpick with an olive.

"...Yes..." she sighed.

"Well then it was a lie. Granted, *I* don't know if she helped Henry or not, you'll have to ask him if you see him. But from my point of view, the story stayed Exactly. The. Same. There were some minor changes made to squeeze them into the plot, but nothing strong enough to make any real change. I don't know why they kept disappearing if Joey put them in there for the sake of helping Henry, but I guess Joey just values his friendships with them more than his friendship with Henry and the other friends he betrayed, so he did his best to keep them out of harm's way. But if he didn't lie for a change, then maybe he meant that she helped change your story?"

"I mean... kinda? Looking back on it, I think my experience would've been pretty much the same if I never met her. At the time, I thought she was my friend and that she genuinely wanted to help me. But she used Tom's lied about unfriendliness as an excuse to ditch me in a dangerous ink world where all I had to rely on was my wits and a pipe. And sure, she did come stop Alice from mauling me, but she also only came in-"

"-At the last minute by stabbing her in the back?"

"Yeah... how did you know?"

"For an 'angel of light that always provides hope' she has a pretty fucked-up sense of humor; she did that pun with Henry too."

"It was a pun?"

"Back-stabber." the demon pantomimed with a discarded pencil. "...It would've made more sense if you got to know about *their* history." He shook his head and took a bite out of his sandwich.

"Wait, so you knew the histories of the Joey Drew Studio workers?"

"Some of them, but there's just way too many to keep track. So, I mostly focused on the loudest, with the exception of Henry..."

-----

Today, just like any other day in his carved-out paradise was a great hunt. He took down a small group of wolves, a searcher the size of a car, and one of the angels made a new toy for him! A machine-thing that put up an actual fight instead of going down in one hit!

He was both amused by the angel's audacity and excited that he'd get lasting battles out of this splendid creation, he wasn't even afraid of its ultimate weapon as the mechanical thing didn't even know how to use it!

After he won the battle, he lounged on one of the sofas for a well-deserved rest while the angel of this domain cursed at him.

He could tell that the voice on the speakers was a recording of her yelling while the actual angel was secretly and subtly recollecting the parts of her destroyed machine-guardian, but he didn't mind. If he was going to have fights as thrilling as the one with her metal puppet again, he would have to wait for her to fix the broken toy.

But waiting could get boring and the demon still wanted something to do, so he figured he'd check out what was going on in the upper floors, it sounded like there was a lot of screaming of the damned going on up there and he wanted in on it! Limping his way up, the screams died down to muffled whimpers and sobs, eventually turning into an eerie silence that was only broken by the murmurs of a voice he didn't recognize at first.

"Sheep, Sheep, Sheep... It's time for sleep. Rest your head, it's time for bed. In the morning, you may wake, or in the morning, you'll be dead..."

A Lullaby? Was the voice 'singing' a lullaby? It sounded so familiar, yet he couldn't put his finger on it... His eyes adjusted to the rarely visited music department and-

Oh.

Oh. sweet. mercy.

It was back and it had covered an entire section of the department in unrecognizable gore; an entire area with his cutouts covered in inkshed and having bowls of mushed up organs placed close to what was supposed to serve as his eyes. In that exact moment he knew exactly who and what the voice belonged to, and it gave him full body shivers.

He didn't see it in the same room as him, but he could feel its presence, he could see it starring at him through his own eyes and he hated it... He felt like he was back in the 'living' studio, that he was once again being hunted instead of being the hunter. And while those memories of that horrible time repeated itself in his mind, he made two terrifying realizations:

That the human identity of the amalgamation was none other than the cruel music director.

And that unlike all the other beings within the studio, it was not born or reborn from the Ink machine.

-----

Bendy woke up gasping for breath, gripping the blanket like his life depended on it while the nightmare lingered in his mind for a few more seconds. He let his breathing steady as the sun lazily shone through his window, the natural light was another comforting reminder that he was not back in the studio.

"W-why...?" he panted as he thought back to the reoccurring pattern of the dreams. "I haven't even seen it since my escape, its in the studio, I'm out here... ARGH!"

He flopped back down onto the bed in frustration.

"I haven't even thought once about it ever since Wilson came into the picture, hell, I haven't even had a single nightmare about him or the stuff he put me through, so why now and why it?"

"It might be a warning, Bendy."

He looked over at the doll of himself that he unconsciously voiced and picked it up.

"You know well that the worst thing about the Amalgamation isn't its uncanny appearance, its morbid hunting style, or even its unpredictability. It's its endurance paired with its persistence. Sure, it goes down just as easily as any other lost one or searcher, but it doesn't NEED to be strong enough to shrug off a thousand bullets, a hundred bullets, ten bullets, or even just one bullet when the end result is that it's still going to regenerate and reanimate itself no matter what."

The imp nodded, listening to himself as if he was hearing this for the first time.

"And you know that it wants you. It's always trying to get your attention in one way or another. It's willing to do whatever it takes to either lure you into its domain or hunt you down itself. So ask yourself this: if you escaped, what's stopping it from escaping the studio itself?"