#Halogen

[kestrel-tree]

Gandalf being sent back to Middle earth because his purpose was not yet fulfilled is like if you called in dead to work and your boss was like "You're on the schedule until the end of the 3rd age we need you to be a team player. Also the shift lead quit to pursue evil doings so here's a manager uniform."

[elementcattos]

Anthro Tennessine. She's just this young clueless extremely radioactive girl

[toonsandwich]

Art of Bromine from @elementcattos

[kply-industries]

[dreamnight0808]

NaCl

[halogenrobotics]

Hello all! I have some fun robot related news to share. Last weekend I went to Build Fight Fun in Tallahassee and GOT FIRST PLACE WITH FLUORINE!!!

I honestly did not expect this at all, I figured Fluorine would go 3-2 at best and lose in spectacular fashion. I don't really have the words to describe how happy I am about this.

I've been working on Fluorine in various forms for over 3 years, and it makes me happy to finally see the robot performing as well as it has been.

The fights

Here are some more pics I took at the event showing some more of the damage I dished out

More pics can be seen here

[aeonix-posts]

Council meeting from TFP rewritten into my au :3

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"It's not just! Megatronus, homicide and violence is not the *answer!*"

Orion blurted from below the platform of which Megatronus stood upon. Distraught present in his expression.

"This is not the way to.. to peace, —to justice! You *promised* you'd do this through peaceful means!"

He shouted at Megatronus, his expression one of annoyance while he stared at Orion in disdain. Orion turned his helm to face the bots whomst bred malice and lifelong hatred among cybertronians, and walked up the steps to level ground with his partner upon the platform.

"High Council, I plead of you! *Demolish* the caste system, it only introduces greed and selfishness to newly formed bots. It— it's horrible! We can solve this by slowly integrating low caste bots and high caste bots into a normal life. We could *resolve* discrimination and hatred amongst the ranks!"

Orion shouted from below the high podium that the High Council were seated in. Sentinel Zeta Prime began muttering to the other council members, Halogen taking notes of everything. Sigil sitting atop his podium with a gavel resting in his servo.

The spectator bots murmured amongst themselves, the voices melting into each other that none of it was understandable in either Megatronus or Orion's audio receptors.

Sigil hit his gavel, and with a loud bang the entire room went quiet. Orion put confidence in his stance, a backbone if you will.

"If we do not tear down the caste system then more fights and rallies will break out, I beg you, do not allow our world to be infected by greed that comes from those who oppress and resentment from those who *are* oppressed!"

Orion spoke to the council, his words logical, his methods peaceful, and his goal just. Megatronus stared at him in disbelief, his vents stalling with each inhale and exhale.

He *knew* it would be hard to convince the council to name him prime; but never did he think that his own partner, his lover, his *lacuna* to join the conversation and make him look so.. so *cruel* in front of *all of Cybertron* so casually.

But before Orion could spout more words, he was cut off by Zetas voice. Everyone's optics darted to look at the prime, even Megatronus.

"You, Orion Pax, a data clerk at the Iacons hall of archives, apprentice of Alpha Trion, have moved the council's sparks and processors. And for the first time since the Golden Age, stands someone *worthy* of being a prime-"

"**WHAT!?**"

Zeta was cut off by shout coming from behind Orion. Blazing Azure optics wide and glowing brightly, filled with rage and resentment. Megatronus glared the council down, his EM field *flared* with anger that everyone in the room could feel it.

They all unanimously lurched at the feeling of the gladiators strong EM field, even the Council was startled by it suddenly lashing out. Orion snapped his helm back to look at him, sky blue optics wide in shock and concern, maybe even *fear*.

"I slaved away in the mines, obeying every order my superiors told me! I fought in the gladiatorial pit, risked life and limb for a name! I dragged myself through the mud and covered myself in energon just to be here, and you.. you name a mere *clerk* a ***PRIME!?***"

The spectator bots whispered in their seats, casting horrified gazes at Megatronus. The jury also spoke with each other, the jury being the council. Halogen had to pause momentarily to cast a gaze at the gladiator before quickly returning to his work of highlighting and taking notes of the session.

"You, who claims to dislike slaves like myself so much for ‘starting a revolution’, and yet did not think for a moment that you would cause more resentment and anger by looking down upon me in front of our *entire race*! That you would get multiple bots to side with you, but instead would get several dozen bots siding against you and start an *assault*. You, who was ready to murder millions of slaves and low caste bots for the sake of your petty feelings. You are hypocrites, shallow bots that just wanted to kill. To *murder!*"

"Megatronus!-"

The gladiator shifted his glare to Orion, a loud growl rumbling deep inside his systems. The clerk almost jumped when he looked at him.

"And *you*. You promised you'd help me, to build a better society for *EVERYONE*! I should have trusted what Soundwave told me, I should've **NEVER** trusted you I knew that a bot with your status helping those who are expendable be too good an *illusion*, you turned your back on me like everyone else!"

"I've been forsaken by Primus, I've had to fight to get anything I need. And yet *still* takes *everything* from me!"

Coolant started gathering in Megatronus' optics, but he quickly wiped them away. Every vent he took was shaky, you could feel his EM field *prickling* with an unexplainable sorrow.

"And maybe, just *maybe*, in another universe, you'd had loved me— instead of *wishing me love*. That *maybe* in some other universe, you wouldn't take everything from me. —That you'd look in the mirror and think just for a moment, "Am I doing this right?" Is *that* wanted you wanted to hear, Pax?"

Orion could see the tints of crimson in his Azure optics, he tried to reach out to his partner but he just stood there— like the coward he is.

Everything felt like a blurr, everything went silent for Orion, an annoying ringing residing in his audio receptors. But he could hear Zeta yelling at Megatronus, but all he did was just *stand* there— optics shaking and his vents stalling with every breath. It all happened so fast, *too fast*.

And then everything came back to him, he snapped back to the harsh reality. And all he could see was Megatronus, the same Megatronus he had loved since the first day they met, the same Megatronus he held close and accepted with open arms with no hesitation or second thought. The same, yet somehow, so different from who he was.

The gladiator was already walking away from the platform when the clerk came back to his senses, he tried to scream, beg, yell, chase and reach for him— but he couldn't. He was a coward and he knew it, he knew that deep down he always doubted Megatronus, judged and criticized him for everything he's done. He knew that deep inside his aching, crying, spark that he still saw him.. as a ***monster.***

[grrl-beetle]

Veilance

[cyanogen-miasma]

he has been malingering in my files for too long and he needs to be let out

[thefreaklovesmusic]

Halogen - U Got That

[tenth-sentence]

The displacement of H2O and the formation of the C-X bond are simultaneous.

"Chemistry" 2e - Blackman, A., Bottle, S., Schmid, S., Mocerino, M., Wille, U.

[kestrel-tree]

Neurotypical after a successful social interaction: That was fun, it was great to see them again!

Me after a successful social interaction: I made such a normal amount of eye contact. I deserve some cheese.

[elementcattos]

breaking cattos

[oh-dear-so-queer]

The addition of bromine and chlorine to a cycloalkane gives a trans-dihalocycloalkane. For example, the addition of bromine to cyclohexene gives trans-1,2-dibromocyclohexane; the cis isomer is not formed.

Addition of bromine to a cycloalkene is highly stereospecific; the halogen atoms always add trans to each other.

"Chemistry" 2e - Blackman, A., Bottle, S., Schmid, S., Mocerino, M., Wille, U.

[swankyangles]

SO I BUILT A FLASH DRYER FROM SCRATCH... using 12 halogen "work light" bulbs wired together.

WIFE:

In order to get an amperage draw that I found acceptable enough to run in "The Murder Shed" , I wired the 12 halogen bulbs in 4 groups of three, with each of the 3 being in series, with the 4 groups in parallel. I saw the concept of the "dim bulb limiter" and realized that I could limit the draw of the halogen similarly. So technically the bulbs are underpowered, which is ideal because I'm looking for short bursts of IR/heat, that get warm FAST and cover the whole area, whilst also blowing in air to eject the hot water vapor. Halogen lights unfiltered put out some amount of ultraviolet light, however since I'm underpowering them and I'm looking for the lower end of the spectrum anyways, that's not really a huge hazard. I'm almost done, but the hardest part so far has been getting it on a stand that can swing in and out of the way while I'm screen printing.

[dreamnight0808]

F & O

Frontline hunters of Period 2

* Hunters in ATOMS world mean element guardians who fight with Clozers