#Line Guide System Manufacturer

[vexwerewolf]

God I wish IPS-N had an Artillery Mech.

I have mixed opinions on this. I think it's thematic and interesting that - in the core book, at least - each of the three commercial manufacturers had a missing role. IPS-N had no Artillery, SSC had no Defender and Harrison Armory had no Support. These absences felt like they kind of spoke to the values of each corporation.

Then in The Long Rim, we got the Sunzi, a Harrison Armory Support, and it was interesting to see what sort of thing the Armory considered to be Support - it's a fundamentally more selfish kind of Support, in that instead of repairing or removing conditions from an ally (like the Lancaster) or providing targetting assistance (like the Swallowtail), you're simply deciding where on the battlefield they are.

In Field Guide to the KTB, we got the White Witch, and again, we see what SSC feels like a Defender should be: one that reveres and pushes the boundaries of the human form by simply adapting to damage, becoming inured to it over time.

The problem with an IPS-N Artillery frame is twofold:

Core Bonus Lineup

Firstly, while they initially lacked a class of mech, there was nothing about SSC or HA that innately hampered the idea of one. There was nothing innate about the way SSC frames operate that prevented them from having Defenders, nor HA from having Supports.

IPS-N has one very serious issue when it comes to Artillery frames: its Core Bonus lineup. Two of its Core Bonuses (Gyges Frame, Titanomachy Mesh) are focused exclusively on melee combat, three (Briareos Frame, Reinforced Frame, Sloped Plating) are based around survivability, and the last (Fomorian Frame) is a niche option designed for certain builds. There's nothing in its CB lineup that an Artillery frame wants as a first priority.

Contrast this with SSC, which gets Neurolink Targeting (+3 range to all ranged weapons), and HA, which gets Heatfall Coolant System (Overcharge capped at 1d6), which are both great for Artillery frames.

Now, it's true that HORUS doesn't get any Core Bonuses directly useful for an Artillery frame either, but the one core Artillery frame that HORUS has is the Pegasus, which is extremely abnormal both by Artillery standards and by frame standards in general. (Also, it could be argued that Lesson of the Held Image is good as a way of applying free Lock Ons for yourself).

Not having any useful Core Bonuses is a problem for IPS-N that is compounded by the other major issue:

Combat Ethos

Each of the four core manufacturers is tied to a mech skill - Agility for SSC, Systems for HORUS, Engineering for HA and Hull for IPS-N. IPS-N hulls tend to be biased significantly towards high HP, Armor and Repair Cap, often at the expense of Sensor Range, Heat Cap and SP - the former grouping being stats that Artillery cares less about (since they tend not to want to be in the front lines), and the latter being stats they care more about (since Artillery frames tend to focus around one powerful gun backed up by a large number of support systems).

IPS-N frames are built to get up close and personal with the enemy, usually engaging at a maximum distance of 5 spaces. No ranged weapon that IPS-N makes shoots beyond Range 8.

I'm not saying that IPS-N couldn't have an Artillery, by any means, but there are more mechanical issues with it than any other class-manufacturer combination.

[kenyatta]

The program — called Army of Drones bonus — rewards soldiers with points if they upload videos proving their drones have hit Russian targets. It will soon be integrated with a new online marketplace called Brave 1 Market, which will allow troops to convert those points into new equipment for their units.

The program assigns points for each type of kill: 20 points for damaging and 40 for destroying a tank; up to 50 points for destroying a mobile rocket system, depending on the caliber; and six points for killing an enemy soldier.

Units will soon be able to use the special digital points they’ve been getting since last year by trading them in for new weapons. A Vampire drone, for example, costs 43 points. The drone, nicknamed Baba Yaga, or witch, is a large multi-rotor drone able to carry a 15-kilogram warhead. The Ukrainian government will pay for the drones that are ordered and will deliver them to the front-line unit within a week.

[…]

The scheme is aimed at directing more equipment to the most effective units.

It will also help to bypass bureaucratic procurement procedures and buy weapons directly from manufacturers. As of today there are more than a thousand articles on the Brave 1 marketplace, ranging from drones to robotic systems, electronic warfare systems, parts, AI systems and other weapons.

Soldiers will be able to leave reviews on the site to guide future purchases.

[realizations-inc-units]

TOUYA TODOROKI: User Guide and Manual

Congratulations! You have purchased your very own limited edition TOUYA TODOROKI unit.

Please see our care guide, user activation manual and your model’s unique specification pamphlet to become acquainted with your newest companion! It is highly advised that you read all materials to avoid any incidents.

Note: Realizations Inc. expressly disclaims any and all liability for damages, injuries, or death arising from the improper use, handling, or mismanagement of your unit following delivery and activation. Upon receipt and activation of your unit, the customer assumes full responsibility for their personal safety and well-being. Use of your unit constitutes acknowledgment and acceptance of these terms.

Technical Specifications:

Civilian Name: Touya Todoroki Villain Name: Dabi Place of Manufacture: Kyoto, Japan Height: 5’9” / 176cm Weight: 153lbs / 69kg Birthday: January 18th Hair Color: Black, Final War and Child edition have white hair Eye Color: Turquoise Unique Features: Intense decorative scarring on just under half of its body, Final War models feature more. Physical and Mental Age: 23 Language Options: Default Japanese, English, German, French, Spanish, Italian, Portuguese

Character Profile:

TOUYA TODOROKI is one of the main villains from the My Hero Academia franchise and universe. He is the estranged son of ENJI TODOROKI and eldest brother to one of My Hero Academia’s main hero characters SHOUTO TODOROKI. He is a member of the League of Villains, led by TOMURA SHIGARAKI. Although his views of society line up with the League of Villains’ agenda, his ultimate goal is to defeat his father in battle, either killing him or die trying.

Despite its initial standoffish behavior, your new TOUYA TODOROKI unit will make for a wonderful platonic or romantic companion once you gain its trust and respect. Other options for your unit include taking it on as an employee. Given that your TOUYA TODOROKI unit can control the temperature output of its flames, TOUYA TODOROKI units make great blacksmiths, jewelers and glassblowers.

Making sure that your villain unit has productive hobbies and outlets is a fantastic way to manage its destructive tendencies, so don’t hesitate to sign it up for groups and classes as long as you know for sure that there won't be any rival units attending. Lucky for you, TOUYA TODOROKI unit’s don’t have many non-Todoroki family based triggers or outward anger issues.

TOUYA TODOROKI’S quirk, Blue Flame, allows the base unit to utilize its patented battery core to produce blue fire from integrated emission ports located in the palms of its hands using Realization Inc.’s exclusive Thermal Emission System, a high-output, directed-plasma combustion array. Flames produced by this system exceed 2,000 degrees celsius, capable of rapid material breakdown and ignition upon contact. Flame emission duration is capped at seven (7) continuous seconds before a mandatory cool down sequence will initiate.

Warning: Excessive Blue Flame generation can place extreme strain on the unit’s chassis. Owners are advised to monitor TOUYA TODOROKI’S extremities for signs of thermal warping, joint degradation, or hairline fractures near emission points.

Programming:

Your TOUYA TODOROKI unit comes with the following base traits:

Aloof. This unit is cool as a cucumber. It retains a certain distance from the majority of people, although with a little effort and patience, this unit can and will form bonds. Confident. Assertive, if not potentially arrogant, this unit is sure in itself and its abilities. It will be more likely to act on choices its made without needing its owners approval or support. Cautious. Careful and aware of the risks of forming attachments, this unit will avoid trusting others. This trait can be overwritten with time and effort to allow trust to be built between owner and unit. Sarcastic. Don’t take this unit’s sass to heart. Most units with this trait use its sarcasm as a defense mechanism. It will soften up once you get to know it or show that you disapprove of how it speaks to you. Sadistic. This unit derives pleasure from inflicting pain, both emotional and physical. Some units with this trait express it more intensely than others. If you find that your unit is too sadistic for your comfort, please call our help line located at the back of the manual and we will refund your unit for full store credit.

WARNING: Villain units are not guaranteed to respond predictably to emotional stimuli. Realizations Inc. is not liable for any damages caused by your units behavior responses.

Care and Maintenance:

Hygiene: All Realizations Inc. units are self-reliant and prefer to clean and care for itself. Do not worry about bathing your unit because it will do so privately and effectively. All Realizations Inc units are as waterproof as the average human, meaning that unless submerged for an extended period of time, the internal electronics and battery core will remain unaffected.

Note: TOUYA TODOROKI does not require any special care for its scarring as even though it is programmed to feel the discomfort and pain related to those kinds of injuries, its scars are merely decorative.

Feeding: As units do not need to eat or drink, please do not try and feed it anything. Attempts to feed or water your unit will likely result in malfunctions requiring technician support. Your unit does have olfactory sensors of varied sensitivity allowing it to “smell” the scent of food. Some units have preferred scents so get to know it and discover its preferences!

Rest: Charging your unit is easy! Thanks to Realizations Inc.’s exclusive and state-of-the-art battery core, your unit rarely has to charge itself! Approximately once a month (more or less depending on quirk usage) your unit will tell you it needs to charge. It will often wait until your usual bedtime to request this, as to not disrupt its owner’s plans. Simply open the nape panel and insert a plugged in Cascade charging cable. Your unit will find a comfortable position and shut down until either fully charged, or its name is called by its owner. Time till full charge takes approximately eight (8) hours for base models and six (6) hours for more advanced models.

Emergency: If your unit is for any reason becoming unruly or dangerous, there is a code you can activate that will place it into an emergency shut down state. Simply state your name, the unit’s designation and then the words “emergency shut down”. This will immediately place your unit into a dormant state, using very little battery and completely unaware of what is going on around it.

Social: The social needs of your unit depend on the version and model of the character you purchased. Some can go days without interaction, others only hours.

Limited edition TOUYA TODOROKI is a loner, preferring to keep to itself for the most part. However, like all units, it requires socialization both as a basic psychological need and for proper owner/unit bonding. TOUYA TODOROKI likes to tease and taunt its fellow units and owner, enjoying handing out playful, and not so playful, insults. It likes being teased back, but won't tolerate direct offence or slander.

We at Realizations Inc. programmed our TOUYA TODOROKI units to be nearly identical to its fictional counterpart. Limited edition TOUYA TODOROKI is based on the canonical version of the character from between the “Meta Liberation Army” and the early “Paranormal Liberation” arcs. This TOUYA TODOROKI unit remains aloof and carefree, but holds a certain urgency to its actions. It has more intense rivalries with certain adult heroic units and the other Todoroki members, but not as bad as the Final War model, now available for preorder. Keep it away from rivals and building a partnership should be easier!

Accessories:

ONE (1) activation outfit TWO (2) civilian outfits, ONE (1) casual, ONE (1) semi-formal ONE (1) villain costume ONE (1) packet of replacement staples and piercings TWO (2) Realizations Inc. patented Cascade charging cables ONE (1) user manual

Relationships With Other Units:

The Todoroki’s: Only ENJI TODOROKI and SHOUTO TODOROKI at the time of this unit’s development have been created and distributed by Realizations Inc. When exposed to the sight, sound or presence of either unit, your TOUYA TODOROKI unit will react with brutal callousness, usually in the form of hurtful, taunting words. However, if for any reason the owner feels a real fight is about to break out, initiate emergency shut down protocols. As a reminder: Realizations Inc. is not liable for any damages, injuries or death as a result of mismanagement of your new unit.

The League of Villains: Your TOUYA TODOROKI unit gets along for the most part with any unit designated a member of The League of Villains. TOUYA TODOROKI doesn’t necessarily respect those units, nor would it consider the League a priority, but if asked it will go along with their requests and various shenanigans. TOMURA SHIGARAKI and TOUYA TODOROKI tolerate each other, despite the two unit’s mutual lack of respect. TOUYA TODOROKI doesn’t have a very high opinion of HIMIKO TOGA, but the two of them get along well enough due to their mutual respect and admiration of CHIZOME AKAGURO’S principles. More League of Villains members are to be developed in the future. Please check Realizations Inc.’s website for future information of the unit’s relationships as they are released.

Heroes: Your TOUYA TODOROKI unit will treat younger heroic units as nothing to concern itself with, as long as said units keep away from it. Adult heroic units are a different story. The usually cautious and stand-offish unit likes to taunt and antagonize adult heroes, sometimes even coming to fisticuffs or worse with them if not restrained by its owner. Prominent relationships between TOUYA TODOROKI and other adult heroes include but are not limited to: YAGI TOSHINORI, despite being born to overtake All Might as number one, TOUYA TODOROKI doesn’t seem to hold any interest in the hero, beyond a slight lingering resentment. KEIGO TAKAMI and TOUYA TODOROKI greatly distrust and dislike each other. Neither KEIGO TAKAMI nor TOUYA TODOROKI care if the other lives or dies, and will only tolerate each other’s presence if the two units share a trusted owner. More Heroes are to be developed in the future. Please check Realizations Inc.’s website for future information of the unit’s relationships as they are released.

First meetings between units can be a fun and exciting moment for your household or between owners, however, without taking precautions some meetings can end in disaster. Please note that Realization Inc.’s unit models are physically tough and not easily harmed, however if your unit ends up damaged, please call our help line and we will send replacement parts or take your unit in to be inspected by our in-house technicians.

Removal From Packaging:

Lay down the received box that your unit comes in, horizontal on the floor. Remove the lid of the box and any packing materials covering your new unit. At the base of the “skull”, you should feel a small etching just below the hairline. Using a coin, flat head screwdriver or a long finger nail, pry open the panel. Inside you will see three things: a large charging port, compatible with Realizations Inc.’s patented Cascade charging cable, a small pinhole for factory reset and a flat circular button, about the size of a dime.

Press and hold the button for 5 seconds before replacing the panel. It should snap back into place. Your new unit’s eyes should open. Do not be alarmed that the eyes are blank! Your unit’s pupils and irises will appear once you say the activation code and introduce yourself.

Once the blank eyes of your unit glow white, state your full name before reading out loud the fourteen digit code on the back of the manual. Be patient while your unit boots up, and stand back. Certain models of units wake up suddenly and violently.

Frequently Asked Questions:

Q: My TOUYA TODOROKI unit is trying to kill me! I didn’t do anything, what do I do? A: One of TOUYA TODOROKI’S primary traits is Sadistic, some models accidentally are programmed with a higher value than others. If nothing you are doing is calming it down, engage emergency shut down protocols and call our help line. Our on call technicians can walk you through troubleshooting steps or connect you with our reprocessing team.

Q: My TOUYA TODOROKI unit’s staples are falling out, how do I replace them? A: Your TOUYA TODOROKI unit should have arrived with extra replacement staples in its box. Please visit our website for replacement instructions. If the extras were not packed with your unit, or you have accidentally thrown them out or misplaced them, call our help line and we will send you replacements for a nominal fee.

Troubleshooting:

Problem: You have received a different TOUYA TODOROKI unit than the one you ordered. ex. Child TOUYA TODOROKI, Basic Model TOUYA TODOROKI or Final War TOUYA TODOROKI. Solution: Please contact our help line and we will replace your incorrect unit with a new, correct version. Store credit is also an available option.

Problem: Your TOUYA TODOROKI unit is acting significantly out of character. Solution: Looks like we might have accidentally sent you someone else’s order! For a certain price, Realizations Inc. offers a limited number of completely customizable OOC models per year. Some have only the slightest resemblance to the base model, while others are nearly identical minus one or two core differences. Please contact our help line and we will assist you in rectifying this error.

With proper care you will find a fine companion in your limited edition TOUYA TODOROKI unit. All units have a lifetime warranty, insurance of up to 10,000 USD or international equivalent and 24/7 on call employees ready to assist you and any of your concerns. Good luck and have fun!

If you ordered a variation of Basic TOUYA TODOROKI, please see your unit model’s distinct specifications on the insert included in this pamphlet.

This limited edition model includes the following exclusive features:

Quirk Adjacent Technology:

Limited edition TOUYA TODOROKI’S body is resistant to frigid temperatures. Its programming will not detect any discomfort when exposed to the cold. It will experience a normal amount of discomfort when exposed to exaggerated heat, including but not limited to usage of its quirk.

Advanced Blue Flame, limited edition TOUYA TODOROKI’S Quirk, allows full-body flame channeling through the unit’s micro-conductive mesh woven synthetic musculature. This upgrade enables spontaneous flame projection from any exposed surface of the unit’s body. Temperature thresholds for Advanced Blue Flame may potentially reach 2,500 celsius and higher, with unstable plasma arcs recorded during states of emotional distress. Limited edition flame emission duration is capped at twelve (12) continuous seconds before a mandatory cool down sequence will initiate.

Note: This advanced quirk may cause significant damage to the unit is used frequently and at high levels, including overheating, cortical lag, and long-term structural compromise. Please call Realizations Inc.’s help line for assistance ordering and assembling replacement parts. If damage is too advanced to fix at the owners home, we will collect your unit for technician repairs at one of our local licensed facilities.

Advanced Programming:

Your limited edition TOUYA TODOROKI unit comes with the advanced ability to unlock and adapt new programming traits as you interact with it! Unlocking each trait requires certain interactions with your unit.

Violent. This trait is more likely to activate if you, its owner, or the unit itself is in danger or feels disrespected. Statistically the most frequently unlocked advanced trait for limited edition TOUYA TODOROKI. Masochistic. There is a random chance when aggressively interacting with your unit that it will develop the Masochistic trait. With this trait unlocked, your unit will enjoy and, depending on the unit’s confidence, seek out physical and emotional pain slash punishment from you, its owner. Loyal. Your unit will become as loyal as a dog to you, its owner. When this trait unlocks, your unit will refuse to obey conflicting orders from anyone but you, even corporate overrides. This trait has a chance of developing naturally over time. Obsessive. When unlocked, your unit will become fixated on you, its owner. Be prepared to be followed around and stared at. The more unpredictable the unit, the more likely it is that it will manifest this trait as its sub-trait Possessive instead. This is the second rarest trait to unlock and the activation requirements are unknown. Note: If the Obsessive trait-line is active alongside Loyal, this trait may unlock in a yet to be patched form our technicians have designated Devoted, which has been shown to result in severe attachment issues. Remorseful. The rarest unlockable trait for any villain unit. Requires frequent and repeated attempts to achieve. TIP: Having one villain unit with the Remorseful trait in the same household as a villain unit without it will make the likeliness of it activating in the second unit higher.

Romance and Intercourse:

How exciting! Your limited edition TOUYA TODOROKI features our new and improved fourth generation Passion programming and Interfacing equipment.

Romance: TOUYA TODOROKI is outwardly a laid back and inattentive companion, not typically showing the level of care or affection one would expect from such a fiery and intense individual. This however, is mostly an act put on to protect itself emotionally from other’s judgment. When one on one, or if wanting to show off, TOUYA TODOROKI is a passionately licentious lover who doesn’t hold back from showing its appreciation in any way you allow it to…

Sex: This model of TOUYA TODOROKI allows you to either fully customize your personal preferences or allow the unit to naturally develop its taste in sexual matters over time.

This includes but is not limited to; its sexuality, dominance levels, kinks, preferred position(s) and more.

Limited edition TOUYA TODOROKI comes equipped with a water based, self lubricating five point nine (5.9) inch / fifteen (15) centimeter long silicon phallus with a three point five (3.5) inch / nine (9) centimeter girth when erect. Its testicles are twenty six (26) cubic centimeters large. All units ejaculate hypoallergenic, glycerin-free faux semen in quantities of five (5) milliliters per climax. Its refractory period is customizable, simply tell the unit how long it should take to “recover” between sessions of intimacy.

Like all Realizations Inc. units compatible with intercourse, your TOUYA TODOROKI unit is completely hairless downstairs unless special ordered. Additionally the phallus is by default hyper-realistic, but for those who wish otherwise, you can special order one with a more toy like design. The more experimental folks can special order a phallus with niobium piercings, the layout of which is customizable and exclusive to the adult limited edition TOUYA TODOROKI unit line!

Limited edition TOUYA TODOROKI is programmed with versatile oral knowledge with no gag reflex or necessity to breathe, although if asked it can pretend to. Its lips, tongue, oral cavity, throat and anus are made of a proprietary TPE blend that mimics a soft buccal mucosa-like membrane. Your TOUYA TODOROKI unit will clean itself after each completed sexual encounter, so feel free to get as messy as you want.

Thank you for ordering Realizations Inc. limited edition! Good luck and have fun!

This is the start of a series I'm working on for a separate fanfiction based off of the ancient FFN Hetalia fic trope "Units" created by user 0ptimuspenguin (Warning, their stories feature casual, juvenile, 2010 Hetalia fandom typical rape jokes that they have since kind of apologized for. Check out their profile at your own discretion). Oh yeah, 0ptimuspenguin has given everyone blanket permission to use their idea of Unit or Manualfics on their profile page.

I've dearly missed this trope and the subsequent fanfictions inspired by it, so after googling and Tumblr searching to see if it's been done before in this fandom, I decided to put pen to paper and write it myself. This time without the uhhhh rape jokes. In fact all sexual references in these manuals will be exceptionally anti-horny, clinical in nature and will only apply to adult units.

I'm planning on doing a lot more of these for my various favorite characters, and especially those that will be featured in my future story, but eventually want to do one for each major character oh the series (hoo boy!). If you want me to try to prioritize a certain MHA character's unit manual just shoot me an ask and the Realization Inc. technicians will get to working on it!

Edited: 4/28/25

[peskellence]

My Friends Call Me Richard

Part III

Explicit Content (18+)

Pairing: Reed900

Tags: M/M, Workplace Romance, FWB, Humour, Awkward Encounters, Smut

Previous Chapter

Read on AO3 here:

Summary: In a bid to improve his partnership (and secret intimate arrangement) with Detective Gavin Reed, RK900 embarks on a noble quest to spice things up. The solution? A new biocomponent.

Word Count: 10K

Tag List: @sweeteatercat @wedonthaveawhile @gho-stychan @tentoriumcerebelli @negative-citadel @faxaway @moriahadi424 @unicorn4genocide @cptjh-arts

(surprise at the end of the keep reading courtesy of @faxaway)

“What's the hold up in there?”

RK900 winced at the question. The transition from purchase to implementation had gone nowhere near as smoothly as hoped. He found himself locked in the bathroom, trying and failing to secure his new biocomponent.  

“I am beginning to question if this product is suitable for ‘self-installation’,” He mumbled critically, attempting to angle the phallus awkwardly between his legs. “Perhaps the store assistant issued the wrong product...” 

“Can you not cross-reference it against your dick database?” His voice was thin, dripping with impudence. No doubt reflective of his dwindling patience. “I mean, your scanners would flag if it was the wrong thing completely, wouldn't they?”

The android frowned, forced to concede that multiple checks had been completed—referring to both the product schematics and his own manufacturer details. None of this had shed any clarity on his current difficulties.

He sightlessly searched for a small circular slot at the base of his groin. Guiding nodules failed to adhere, clips gripping to nothing before slipping uselessly from his chassis.

"I am having issues adhering the scrotal extension to my lower access port.” He moved the component again, testing to see if a change in angle might reap greater success. 

Another failure followed, and fears emerged that the fault could relate to his own anatomy. Specifically, a factory defect he had previously been unaware of. 

With his options rapidly depleting, he turned to the crumpled instructional leaflet left abandoned by the bath. He scrutinised each step, noting multiple discrepancies between the printed text and the digital guidance displayed on his HUD. 

“Perhaps if you could offer assistance, then it would be easier to facilitate—” 

“There's a line,” Reed shot back, callously interrupting before he could finish. “Helping you clip on your junk like we're building IKEA furniture is where I draw it.” 

The rebuff was discouraging, as RK900 was left helpless—plagued by doubts relating to protocols and analytics that so intrinsically dictated his actions.

While his advanced processors should have been capable of determining a solution to the dilemma, they proved inexplicably incapable. Trapping him in a loop of trial and error.

He briefly considered contacting RK800 to see if he might be more willing to assist. This was before he realised there would be significant limitations on the support that could be provided remotely—and that Reed would undoubtedly be opposed to welcoming additional guests.

Despite logic indicating that surrender may be the only option, something inside him refused to concede. Attention locked on his primary directive, which dangled precariously at the forefront of his optics:

> ENGAGE IN SEXUAL INTERCOURSE WITH DETECTIVE REED.

It seemed callous to allow himself to fall at this final hurdle, no matter how staggering it proved. 

And so, he forcefully pulled himself from the despondent line of cognition. Determined to ensure that his efforts—and the current painful ordeal—would not be in vain. 

With parameters set and diagnostics refreshed, his system presented an updated list of prompts. Ones that sparked hope. Renewed faith that he wasn’t deluding himself or his partner on false pretences.

Following guidance, the android performed a precise 7-degree rotation of the component. He pressed forward, and for a split second, the attachment seemed to align—but the angle fell short of optimal. A prompt then advised that proper leverage was unobtainable from his current position.

To correct this, RK900 lifted one leg, calculating in real time the exact height needed. This elevation, as it transpired, aligned almost perfectly with Detective Reed’s toilet.

Foot steady on the edge of the bowl, he pressed again, slanting upward in another attempt to engage the clips. This time, with success, confirmed by a soft click which echoed through the room. 

The small noise provided unparalleled relief. For a moment, he allowed himself to believe the debacle was over. 

It was a blissful respite, if cruelly short-lived. 

The auditory cue had been deceptive. While alignment of the prongs had been achieved, their locking mechanism had not engaged, preventing adhesion to the connection point

A revelation that came too late. 

RK900 slipped back, and the attachments promptly folded, the intimate module tumbling down between his thighs.

Unfortunately, it seemed Detective Reed was geometrically opposed to lowering his toilet seat. The component struck against the porcelain dome, ricocheting like a pinball until it hit the base with a plop. Ripples of impact shook the water, and RK900 watched in despair as the flesh-toned silicone sank, engulfed by murky waves. 

His attention snapped to the door, where he knew his partner sat in wait. Listening closely, having undoubtedly heard everything that just transpired. 

“...What was that?” 

Thirium pumped in increased volumes through his circulatory system, pooling in his cheeks. His limited social directives were strained to their breaking point, faced with a sudden uptick in demand:

While Reed was far from preoccupied with good hygiene standards, he undoubtedly possessed some instinct to protect against hazardous waste. 

This left his next steps uncertain, as the android was trapped at an impasse. Painfully aware that some degree of deceit would be needed to placate his partner, but unsure how to achieve this with any conviction. 

“Richard.”

Then a confession slipped out, almost instinctively, before he could stop it:

“It appears I have dropped my phallus in your toilet.”  

Reed did not respond immediately, and while RK900 could not see his face, he could envision the disappointment etched upon it. The deep-set frown and contemptuous stare bore into him, demanding acknowledgement.

Then, a sound bridged the hush between the bathroom and bedroom. Auditory profiling identified the impact of flesh, as biophysical analysis confirmed no additional parties had entered the home.  

Reed had struck himself. Likely in the face—a ritualistic action performed during times of frustration.  

“ Why were you putting it on over the toilet?”

RK900 spoke quickly. An exercise in perseverance and self-preservation as much as it was an appeal to his partner. “There is no cause for alarm.” 

He then pivoted sharply, leaving the component submerged in the waste receptacle. The rubber tip reached for him, breaking the water's surface as though beckoning his return. 

Its pleas for assistance were ignored as he dropped to his knees, retrieving a discarded box from the grubby linoleum floor. The contents were cleared, save for a small drawstring bag containing samples of Cyberlife-issued cleaning supplies. 

“The component will be sanitised thoroughly before use,” the android said, a relieved sigh passing his lips. “I can assure you this incident will not impact our planned intimacy.”

“Like fuck, it won’t. I am not letting you put your toilet dick in me.”

The harsh retort struck like a slap and swiftly undermined any solace. Crestfallen, the RK unit returned focus to the toilet, gaze dropping limply to the prosthetic urethra staring up at him. A singular, narrow eye, which made him the subject of scrupulous judgment. Mockery. 

His grip tightened, reducing the box to a compact wad of cardboard. Then, his central processor whirred into overdrive, fervently seeking a solution to the current dilemma. 

“If preferred, we can return to the Cyberlife Store in order to—”

“ No .”

The fledging suggestion was cut down before it had any hopes of maturing. 

Despite this sweeping refusal of cooperation, Detective Reed eventually employed some degree of deduction. This was an innate reflex that existed beyond the parameters of conscious desire, culminating in the antipathic conceit he muttered under his breath. 

It was just barely audible through the wooden panel that divided them. Suggestions that it ‘didn’t matter’ if the extension was in mint condition, given the unsavoury conditions it would imminently find itself in. This, combined with allusions that he had accepted ‘worse’ from former partners.

The man capped the disgruntled train of thought with a more targeted instruction, spoken to the android: 

“Just make sure it’s clean enough , okay?” 

RK900 was appreciative to have been offered a compromise, accepting the conditions with a cordial nod. “My advanced debris detection will ensure the removal of all harmful chemicals and bacterial residue.” 

“...Debris detection?” the human questioned, snorting tersely as he did. “What are you, a fucking Roomba?”

“My operations are far more advanced than that of a vacuum cleaner.” 

This resulted in another burst of amusement—a childish snicker pelted against the wooden panel dividing them.

“Depends on the context…” This impish enjoyment soon subsided, followed by a return to thinly veiled criticisms. “Don’t rush; I’m having a blast . Nothing says ‘mind-blowing foreplay’ like waiting for your partner to disinfect his detachable dick.”

“Thank you for your cooperation, Detective,” the android replied, imitating de-escalation tactics he had observed from RK800. “Your patience and understanding are greatly appreciated.” 

The man was far from enchanted. Clicking his tongue, he mumbled another suggestion under his breath. This time, admonishing insincerity, accusing the android of sounding like a ‘fucking complaints department.’  

“Just don’t expect me to go down on you. I'd rather not scrub my tongue with lemon zest bleach.” 

RK900 doubted this product had been used on the toilet with any recency. Nonetheless, he brushed the comment aside.

Supplies prepared, he rolled up the sleeve of his uniform jacket and reached into the bowl to retrieve the lost component. As his hand became further immersed, the silicone base slinked back until it was wedged stubbornly in the U-bend. Enhanced manoeuvring was required to dislodge it, but after a few determined twists, it finally broke free.

With the phallus secured, he set to work on the sanitation process. The antibacterial spray was used until the bottle was nearly depleted, scrubbed with dutiful care into every moulded ridge and crevice. Unsheathed fingers were then swept across the length, assessing for any lingering debris trapped in the pockets. 

“Exterior sterilisation is at 99.8%,” RK900 concluded, as synthetic skin returned to his digits, “well above advisory levels for bodily insertion.”

“Sexy,” the human said dryly. There was a strange upward lilt that the android had come to recognise as synonymous with sarcasm. “Just try not to drop it in the shitter again.” 

Having learned from his previous mistake, RK900 lowered the toilet seat, establishing a more desirable platform for installation. He clipped the newly sanitised component back into place. This time, ensuring the fastening clasps had locked securely to his groin before receding. 

His operational software acknowledged the component and the installation of primary physical subroutines booted autonomously. Aesthetic changes also occurred, integrating the component into his wider physical form. 

“...Hey…Richard…?” The address came mingled with steady rapping against the door. “You’re a bit quiet. Just checking your engine is still running.”

RK900’s lips formed a response, but no sound escaped them. Instead, he was mesmerised by the ripples of movement materialising on the component. Iridescent patterns danced and shimmered, attempting to harmonise with the surrounding conditions.

He understood the device’s ‘complexion’ was predetermined and that a perfect colour match was not guaranteed. Nonetheless, it came close. Unsightly connection points smoothed almost seamlessly beneath a blanket of pale, freckled skin.

“... Richard ?” There was another bang. Louder and more insistent. “Look, I’m not expecting you to strut out of there like Cyberlife’s latest sexbot. If you can't get the thing on, it's fine. Seriously. Just stop messing around so we can—”

“External interrogation is almost complete. I’ll be out in one moment.”

RK900 dressed carefully, concealing his new feature beneath his work slacks in anticipation of a proper reveal. He wanted to avoid startling his companion with unexpected nudity, having learned from experience that such a greeting required meeting very specific criteria—ones he did not want to misjudge at this pivotal moment. 

As he opened the passage to the bedroom, the swinging door nearly collided headlong with Reed. He dodged to the side, cursing sharply, as one of the arms that had been habitually crossed over his chest moved to shield his face. 

“What the hell ?” he spluttered, tone brimming with accusation. “You nearly knocked me out, dipshit.”

“I did not anticipate you would be standing in such close proximity to the door.”

The sounds of annoyance trailed off as the man's disgruntled expression morphed into one of introspection. Suddenly aware that the action had revealed more than he intended.

“Whatever.” He grunted dismissively, drawing his arms back into their previous guarded position. “So, you done? Or do you still need to calibrate your balls?” 

“The component has been implemented in its entirety. Diagnostics are underway to confirm optimal physical functionality. Afterwards, I will be cleared to upload the related social protocols.” 

The human stared blankly as if the words had emerged as distorted, incomprehensible screeches. “I asked if it was on, not for a dissertation on the instruction manual.” 

RK900 recognised that he may have offered more information than necessary. In seeking to be thorough, he had unintentionally diminished a level of intrigue—the mystique that Reed wished to preserve in their impending intimacy.

“It is on and will be ready for use shortly. Apologies for the delay, Detective.”

Reed blinked again, his already furrowed brow pulling into an increasingly taut pinch. There was unrest that persisted around him, but it took a different form. More apprehensive than hostile. 

“Gavin,” he corrected. “I already told you, Gavin is fine when we're…” 

The sentence trailed off, wandering in line with his focus. It followed a path down the android’s form, inspecting every inch until it had locked onto the junction between his legs. His eyes widened, and his breath hitched, catching in his throat.

“How much longer is it going to take?” he questioned, motioning towards the concealed appendage in a loose circling gesture. “Have I got time to text Tina about how fucking insane this is?” 

RK900 took this impatience as a cue to progress the interaction. He leveraged all the research he had compiled, coupled with their pre-existing intimacy habits. This collective insight encouraged him to act assertively—while also imitating a degree of human spontaneity.

He advanced on the human, preparing to perform an action he had noted in several of the surveyed clips. Pressing a steadying hand to the small of the man’s back, he hooked his available arm onto the back of his thighs.

Gavin was raised in a fluid motion, resulting in a short, strangled sound—caught somewhere between a scream and a hiss. He was powerless to do anything but hook onto his partner’s neck, preventing unsteady weight from toppling back. 

Once adjusted to the sudden change in elevation, his lips parted, presumably to form words of protest. They were silenced pre-emptively by the firm, deliberate press of the android’s own.

It wasn’t long before the kiss was reciprocated. He engaged RK900 in a quiet chase, mirroring practised movements with tenacious enthusiasm. His heartbeat escalated, and the press of his mouth grew more insistent—matching each rumbled pulse that rattled his ribs. 

The android felt a flicker of satisfaction, his actions eliciting the exact response he had predicted. Ultimately, he pulled away, and mimicry ended as the man attempted to pursue the withdrawing contact.

“I can think of more entertaining ways to tolerate this delay...” 

RK900 paused, realising he was unsure how to proceed with this sentence. He took a moment to adjust his verbal subroutines, aligning them with the recently acquired licentious vocabulary. From this, he successfully crafted an appropriately alluring title of address:

“Hot lips.”  

This inspired a half-suppressed sound from his partner, akin to a deflating balloon. After a beat, breath was drawn back, hissed through clenched teeth, as the man sharply angled his head further into the room.

“Stop running your mouth and get a move on. Plastic asshole.”

RK900 was on the verge of reminding him that they had omitted the purchase of a silicone rectal cavity before understanding his meaning. He instead referred back to the audiovisual loops stored on his CPU, prioritising according to watch time and access frequency.

Feeling assured he had gathered all the necessary data for an optimal experience, he purposefully strode on. Approaching the bed before deftly sidestepping it and heading for the exit.

“Uh, where the hell are you going?” Gavin, still held in his grasp, attempted to resist his movement. One hand pressed against the solid foundation of his chest, pushing back in an action that had entirely zero impact. “The bed is over there, genius.”

“Your bed will not be required. This apartment has a balcony.” 

His partner gawped at him, lashes fluttering in confusion. If he were an android, RK900 was certain he would hear the whir of internal mechanisms—gears turning frantically, teetering on the brink of annihilation.

“Come again?”

Any excitement built during their kiss seemed to have fizzled completely. The android realised that while his data proved sound in a controlled environment, external factors undermined its practical reliability.

Memory banks cast echoes of the human's shuddering breath, slicing through the frigid winter air. The tip of his ruddy nose tucked into the folds of his hoodie as he attempted to shield it from the chill…

After reevaluating the situation, he stopped. His heels pressed firmly into the grubby carpet before angling upwards, prepared for reorientation. 

 “Of course, it is rather cold out. The bed will suit our needs for today.”

Retracing his steps, RK900 returned to his previous position at the foot of the bed. He held his partner over its surface before releasing his weight, permitting a descent into the linen. Despite the cushioned landing, Gavin yelped. His limbs fanned out in a star-like formation, braced for impact as the plush sheets rapidly engulfed him.

The android soon joined, placing hands on either side of his body, forming a tight cage. His captive stared through him, focus blighted by the recent momentum, as his jaw fell slightly agape. 

A smooth tilt guided it closed as RK900 supported his weight on a single arm. His fingertips skimmed coarse stubble, and his sensors registered that it had grown 2.3 millimetres since their last encounter—slightly longer than the detective’s preference. 

Resisting the urge to mention this, he instead leaned in, charting the overgrown trail with neatly peppered kisses.

Gavin tensed, although this response was not unanticipated.

It always took him some time to relax—when they were like this. The ripples of previously stringent prejudice, now mostly forgotten, still clinging to threads of fading significance…

Ties that unravelled beneath targeted pulses of breath—slow and rhythmic, designed to coax tightly held knots from muscles. Receptive warmth spread beneath reddening skin, extending outward until the body became loose and pliant.

The man's head tilted unconsciously, baring more of his neck—a wordless invitation for RK900 to deepen his exploration.

He established a new point of contact on the presently unblemished canvas, tracing it with a practised sweep of his tongue before clamping down with a firm press of teeth.

After applying suitable pressure to leave a mark, he pulled back, levying a rumbled address against the pulsing flesh. A premeditated salaciousness that was undercut by an instinctive slip back into professional titles:

“You're a dirty whore, aren't you, Detective?” 

Despite previous objections, Gavin did not appear upset. If anything, the dilation of his pupils, combined with the involuntary groan that tumbled from his lips, indicated the opposite.

Encouraged to proceed, RK900 maintained his focus on the man's throat. Sealing flesh between his lips and drawing gently on the freshly marked abrasion.

“ Shit.” The expletive trailed into a sigh as he squirmed keenly against a tide of rumpled linen.

“Such a needy slut.” 

The derogatory remarks felt odd—unnatural—coming from the android, yet they seemed to be the exact calibre of slander Gavin wanted. If the noises hadn't been enough, irrefutable evidence came in the growing snugness of his jeans.

He traced the stained length of the zipper, to which the concealed hardness beneath twitched back receptively. “Filthy—”

“Easy, Casanova.” The chiding was light and playful, entwined with a rich chuckle. “There's no need to rush; we’re just getting warmed up.”

RK900 swiftly identified the duplicity of this statement.

It was routine they had engaged in countless times before—in both personal and professional settings. His partner pushed away, under the pretence that RK900 would follow, seeking to pull him back. 

This was a challenge, demanding the RK900 to prove just how persistent he would be in retaining dominance.

Grasping the hand kneading idly into his bicep, he pinned it to the sheets. As he moved to scold the culprit—the resonance of his pitch dropped in line with his hips, which engaged the man’s own in a subtle rock. 

“I think you've already warmed up sufficiently." 

Then he paused, his mind stalling as it became clear he’d exhausted much of the risqué vocabulary he had been sourcing. 

Not wishing to shatter the illusion of salacious assuredness, he hastily constructed what he believed would be a logical evolution:

“...You…repulsive creature.”

Gavin appeared more perplexed than captivated by the address. The eager twitches RK900 had predicted were conspicuously absent as his nose wrinkled sceptically. 

“I’m sorry, what?”

Clearly, he was still adjusting to his companion speaking this way. Determining that greater exposure might expedite this adaptation, RK900 pressed on, adding to the deprecation:

“Your hygiene standards are subpar. The aroma you emit is deeply unpleasant.”

Lidded eyes snapped open, startled to alertness, and Gavin grimaced. Pressing his unrestrained hand to the android’s chest and pushing firmly:

“Okay. That’s enough. Drop it.”

RK900 stiffened. Questioning momentarily if he had made a mistake or if this was simply part of the licentious roleplay.

As Gavin held firm in his convictions, it became clear he had misjudged some aspects of his tolerance for humiliation—specifically, remarks relating to personal cleanliness. Comments he would be wise to scale back in the ongoing proceedings, which he committed dutifully to his memory backs…

Rumination cast in shifting patterns of yellow and red on the crumpled caverns of Gavin's face. The tense lines began to smooth as a flash of remorse tempered the flames in his accusatory glare.

“Let's just—” His hand jerked in an awkward flourish towards the android. Tracing erratic, disjointed patterns in the air before coming to rest between his legs. “Move on.”

It was not difficult to discern what was meant by this. To ensure that no further errors were made regarding the nuances of ‘dirty talk’, RK900 concluded now was the time to source additional support.

The Intimacy Protocol—which had been stored neatly in the back of his temporal processor, awaiting use—was promptly activated. As subroutines initialised, a cascade of sensory inputs flooded his system, sharpening every sensation with unnerving clarity.

Suddenly, he could feel everything . 

The most minute bunch of fabric rubbing against the creases of previously sensationless silicone. Artificial vessels pumped and swelled with increased thirium input as the appendage stiffened, brought to hardness with almost alarming efficiency. 

It was uncomfortable—surprisingly so—as the flesh began to strain against the oppressive binds of clothing. It pleaded for release, a call to action driven by longing the android had never experienced.

He soon responded, unable to withstand the excruciating currents pulsing through his groin. Hands fumbled to unclasp his belt, erratic movements defined by an uncharacteristic sense of urgency. The leather was almost split in two as it was yanked free—whipped back at great velocity. 

Gavin flinched, arching back quickly to evade impact. It wouldn't have been the first time that RK900 had struck him with his belt, although previous instances had been performed under strict instruction.

“ Holy shit—watch it, asshole — ”

This admonishment barely registered. The wayward currents had begun to ignite what could only be described as fire in his core. His stomach was a furnace; molten fallout spat at neighbouring biocomponents, threatening to burn through them.

The belt was discarded over the edge of the bed, its controlled descent thwarted by an extensive pile of laundry, which swallowed it whole into its pungent hold.

Gavin cursed again. This time, however, it was not the consequence of disapproval. He was staring at the android's arousal, eyes alight with what could only be described as spellbound curiosity. 

As though he were looking through the gates to nirvana, a higher plane of existence promised beneath the veil of Cyberlife briefs.

Hips were raised, and the pants slipped off, tumbling out of view in a single, fluid sweep. RK900 chose not to dwell on the creases that would have resulted from this callousness.

It was irrelevant, insignificant—a problem to be resolved later—

Provided his partner owned an iron—

WARNING — MULTIPLE SYSTEM ANOMALIES DETECTED. 

RUNNING DIAGNOSTICS…

He reeled, his mind overwhelmed by the shrieks of unruly electrical signals. Intrusive sentiments burrowed deeper into his processor, attempting to align with his more reasoned analytics. 

He took some consolation in knowing that the programme, however disorientating, was having the desired effect. With ignited zeal, Gavin gripped the hem of his shirt. Yanking it over his head before casting it aside, exposing the full length of his torso. 

The marred skin ignited his focus in a way it hadn't previously. RK900 was about to remove his undergarments when his companion—in an unusual show of consideration—moved to assist.

They seldom undressed each other, a familiarity he had been told was unfitting of their ‘casual’ arrangement. Despite this, he watched with quiet curiosity as Gavin crossed this line, looping his fingers beneath a taut band of elastic.

His cocky smirk, which was typically ever present during their encounters, was replaced by something quieter—more sincere. The digits lingered, flexing apprehensively as though preparing for their next move. 

Then the waistband was tugged, and the phallus sprung free from its confines. 

RK900 winced as he registered the cool air against his skin. It was sharp and biting, only exacerbated by the burning that continued to mount within him.

The dimensions of the phallus were expanded compared to its dormant state, aligning with the advertised specifications. The tip was tinged with a cool-toned flush, accentuated by a reflective sheen of biofluid. A lubricant that seemed to leak incrementally from the component, in which Gavin took particular interest. 

Despite previous claims that he would not be partaking in fellatio, his face drew tantalisingly close to the ‘toilet dick’. Halted inches from the arousal, blanketing it in a sequence of hot, ragged puffs. 

It sent ripples of sensation through hyper-sensitive receptors as RK900 was forced to grip the sheets beneath him. Speculating on how it might feel to be engulfed completely in Gavin's warmth and fighting the growing temptation to thrust himself into his mouth.

Before any intrusive impulses could get the better of either party, Gavin moved to palm the hardness. Tracing its length, applying testing pressure before enclosing it fully in a fist.

The sensation this triggered was indescribable. 

Thousands of microscopic pleasure receptors activated simultaneously, their collective murmurs building to wails that surged through his neural pathways. 

Then they released in a strained expulsion that tumbled from his lips. It was low and growled, not unlike the rumble of thunder, but with a distinctive metallic edge.

The noise was unlike anything he had ever produced, leaving both him and his partner temporarily stunned. Gavin was first to establish his bearings, doing so with a small, tentative squeeze. The expulsion repeated, and RK900 watched as spiralling patterns of red caught in the green of his partner’s sclerae. 

“ Holy shit.. .” The man was enraptured, scrutinising each choppy cycle of the LED as he brushed the tip of the component beneath his calloused thumb. “It feels so real.”

"Realism constitutes an integral aspect of its visual and functional design.” 

RK900 felt detached from the words, almost as though someone else was speaking through him. 

He found himself plunged deep into uncharted depths for both his body and mind. Thrashing helplessly as logical subroutines attempted to quantify his pleasure, assigning it values or comparing it to previously stored data. No parallels existed—and it was maddening.

His original self was fading fast, slipping into the foreground of his consciousness. Buried by a rampant tide of untamed cravings.

To touch and feel and taste —

> DIAGNOSTICS COMPLETE

TEMPORAL FIREWALLS: COMPROMISED 

CORE BODY TEMPERATURE: 122°F — RISING

Any attempts to re-establish command soon proved redundant as Gavin began to move his hand. His fist pumped in a rhythmic motion, pressing ruthlessly into overworked sensors. 

“You can feel that, can’t you?” The tone carried a mischievous lilt, informing RK900 that no answer was required. 

His partner was already well aware of the effect the stimulation was having. Despite this, he pressed on, seemingly hellbent on goading some form of acknowledgement. 

“Does it feel good?” 

“Very much—” 

The situation was nearing critical as his system pressed for the urgent release of the excessive heat. Narrow vents along his chassis began to hiss, desperately dispersing the warmth in subtle bursts of steam.

He sincerely prayed that his companion would fail to notice this.

“—Perhaps too much,” he confessed, shuddering weakly. “I might have to make adjustments to the erogenous feedback levels.”

“Oh no you don't.” Gavin held firm on his length—as though he were wielding a prize. One that he refused to have stripped under any circumstances. “This was your idea. You wanted this. So strap in and enjoy the ride.”

Despite the assertion, there was a moment of hesitancy before the man proceeded. His 

grip slackened, and his rigid gaze softened with a flicker of vulnerability. Searching the RK’s own, as though seeking permission.

Something that was offered in the form of a slow, apprehensive nod. The android considered lowering sensitivity regardless, omitting to disclose this to his partner before ultimately deciding against it. He resolved to monitor his response to the stimuli, assessing just how much he could reasonably tolerate. 

A line of reasoning that unravelled within seconds as heightened pleasure consumed him. 

It became painfully clear why humans sought this relief so frequently. The tension that had gripped his core melted into blissful release, leaving his systems reeling. RK900 felt the vertebra of his neck slacken as his head flopped back, and a substantial pocket of warmth released in a long, heady groan. 

The temperature warning began to recede, fading until it no longer formed an active obstruction in his vision. He could see his partner clearly and found himself wholly ensnared by the sight. 

It felt like looking at him for the first time, as all the quirks and intricacies that once seemed innocuous were viewed through a fresh lens. Thick lashes cast a charming shadow over his eyes—simultaneously bright and sharp—yet clouded by a haze of lust.

As he kept stroking him, an impish grin played on his lips. The corner lifted, aligning almost perfectly with one of the numerous scars dotting his face.

The RK examined each, his eyes drifting as unseen threads gradually linked them. Rather than constructing a timeline for when the marks might have appeared, all he could think about was how appealing they were. Constellations of lived experience seamlessly woven into a dishevelled, roguish charm the man so effortlessly embodied.

Wandering focus pathed the way for another mental break, logic bleeding intrusively through the cracks. It reminded him that—while the sights and sensations he was experiencing were profoundly enjoyable—they did little to aid in fulfilling his primary directive. 

The moment of sensual connection shattered as a methodical presence pulled him back, seeking to clarify the logistical demands of the component, eliminating any confusion:

“Stimulation is not required to maintain my erection. It is procedurally activated and maintained, separate from arousal.” 

His show of consideration was met like a forceful blow to the face. Gavin winced, yanking his hand away from the hardness as though it were lined with razors. His crumpled expression revealed a mix of defeat and humiliation before the sentiments were smothered beneath a layer of disdainful hostility.

“...Fine then, asshole .” His tone was hardened in line with the firm clench of his jaw. “If that's how it is, I won't do shit.”

His arms then pulled into a lofty sprawl as if he were reaching the crest of a theme park ride, preparing to plunge down the slope. The descent began as he allowed his weight to fall carelessly onto the sheets.

“I’ll be a good little pillow princess, just for you.” There was an exaggerated flutter of lashes, the coy flirtation standing in contrast with the previous animosity. His feet planted firmly onto the linen before his knees dropped to either side. “Go on, big guy. Do your worst.”

The phrase felt almost scripted, like something from one of his videos.

He didn't mean to request that the RK900 knowingly underperform. On the contrary, he was vying for the opposite. An experience that rivalled and surpassed everything that had come before it.

It struck a chord within the android, sending powerful currents surging through overtaxed circuits. He felt reinvigorated, freshly incentivised to explore the potential of his upgrades, discovering—alongside his partner— precisely what he could do. 

Closing off visual and auditory fields to all extraneous distractions, he focused intently on the man before him. Positioning himself between his parted thighs, he swiftly set to work removing his jeans and undergarments.

Oral stimulation came far more naturally than it typically did. 

RK900 had anchored himself on his legs, kneading the lightly toned muscle in appreciative squeezes. His cheeks hollowed, and his lips pushed forward, the process almost reflexive as he inched his way down the length. He proceeded until the tip had struck the back of his throat, and the person attached rumbled in ardent approval. 

“ Holy shit —” Gavin carded his fingers tenderly through his hair before gripping tightly, knuckles pale from exertion.

The locks were pulled back, compelling the head to move with them. RK900 responded compliantly, releasing the tension in his jaw and permitting his mouth to recede with a wet glide up the arousal.

Just shy of breaching the seal, hardened flesh poised at the tip of his tongue, his head was thrust back down. Leading him to swallow his partner again, but with far greater tenacity. 

The man growled with primal delight as RK900 stared up at him with unwavering focus.

“ Your throat feels so good.” 

‘It could feel better’, his sexual programming silently countered. 

As directed, his laryngeal modulator began to oscillate. Rumbles crept upwards, travelling along the walls of his trachea until they vibrated the quivering flesh between them. The trembles synced with the heavy thrusts being levied at his throat until their movement grew erratic.

Hoarse groans were pulled in a pervasive frequency from his lips as Gavin faltered, losing any semblance of rhythm.

“Oh, fuck me —”

“With pleasure.” 

It was almost unsettling how clearly the android spoke, with his mouth so thoroughly full. Gavin failed to remark on it, too absorbed in his bliss to notice. Then RK900 pushed back hard, forcefully breaking the hold that clung to his scalp. He allowed his partner to slip from his mouth, a filmed gloss of lubricant serving as the only evidence of the encounter. 

Gavin whimpered as hopes for release were callously snatched, thrusting shallowly into the air his companion once occupied. The android, ignoring the protest, lifted himself into a kneeling position.

His hands lingered on the thighs, still pressing into the flesh—until, with a final, painful scrape of nails—they were released. He paused to admire the lingering traces of his hold, characterised by vivid, crescent-shaped indentations.

The human arched away from the sheets, hissing with sultry elation. This was interrupted when RK900 leaned in, hovering over him like an imposing shadow, provoking an instinctive retreat of his body.

Gavin completely embraced his role in the unfolding scene, entering a state of submission as he quietly readied himself for his partner. The RK assumed an appropriate role, gliding his hand along the length of his jaw. 

This gesture felt more instinctive—spontaneous—than its earlier incarnation. It was no longer a measured attempt to coax the man into heightened excitement but a display of authentic appreciation. His hold curved inward, tracing the contour of his lips before attempting to part them.

This force proved unnecessary as the mouth opened to him willingly.

His sensory pads hummed with activity, and he was overwhelmed by information, grappling for his attention. He was torn between notes of coffee and cigarettes, alongside peppermint gum that had been used to mask the bitterness. The prompts fissured his sights, cracks that multiplied as Gavin locked on, gripping the digits in a wet seal and pulling them in with practised fluidity. 

He mapped the outline of synthetic flesh, swept in guiding strokes of his tongue, moaning performatively as he did so. RK900 understood that the man derived no real pleasure from this, his mouth not equipped with any inherent erogenous properties. Despite this, his cardiac rhythm soared, mirrored in the shaky tremors of his breath.

It was a shame that Gavin had declined to put his mouth to full use. The android felt confident he would have enjoyed the process of him fucking it. 

Fingers were removed, teased from the heat in a long, playful curl. Gavin moaned again—the sound morphed into a complaint—as he shot his partner a defiant glare.

Underneath this, a playful glimmer shone through his narrowed gaze, a slight smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. He was the embodiment of salacious anticipation, every inch of his body pleading to be pushed to its limits. Strained until it had no option but to submit fully to the android’s whim.

RK900 trailed his palm down the length of his neck, reaching the dip of his collar and lingering there momentarily before moving to the expanse of his chest. His lips joined the appreciation, applying tender pressure between raised pectorals. Then, they followed the central ridge of his chest, trailing downwards towards his navel.

He allowed Gavin to believe he would make a return to his crotch, moving a scant breath away from his length. It still held firm, twitching with need, desperate for the return of withheld stimulation. Instead, he sought to make use of the growing supply of lubricant that was amassing in his cheeks. 

With his head nestled between the man’s thighs, he lowered himself further until he halted just beneath the erection. Gathering a deposit of the material into the curl of his tongue, he pressed it firmly into his partner.

Gavin hissed in shock, although the sound was far from disenchanted, rolling smoothly into a husky grunt of approval.

RK900 began dipping in and out of his body, methodically teasing the opening, willing the tight muscle to relax around him. This was coordinated with the fingers his partner had so diligently coated, which also breached his warmth, moving in steady pumps.

Gavin relished every second. He pressed eagerly against the movements, chasing each flick and thrust until his companion brushed against a sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Shit—!”

The words that preceded this were entirely incoherent—a series of desperate, disordered fragments. His hips jerked upward, seeking as much depth as he could physically attain.

The sexual protocol was fast reaching its maximum operational capacity, processes moving in rampant succession, like pistons fired in the RK’s skull. Their motions carried him forward as charged words were rumbled against a needy cavern of warmth:

“Are you ready for me to do my worst?”

Gavin quivered as his words were repeated back to him, delivered with such indulgent richness that they drew a chuckle from his lips.

The sound ushered in a return to an all-consuming need, pooling rapidly between his legs as the fire in his gut reignited. RK900 was overcome with the desire to find a final, decisive release—immersed in the friction promised by fingers and mouth.

He aligned his hips with the entrance, securing greater access by gripping his partner's legs and lifting them over his shoulders. The movement coaxed any lingering vestiges of resistance to melt away, limbs reduced to limp, weightless extensions as he slowly inched forward.

Gavin took him keenly, pliant flesh yielding as it enveloped him with an almost unbearable intensity. The sensation was raw and visceral— achingly real—in a way that shattered every preconstructed expectation. RK900 was lost, untethered from the cold, ruthless precision Cyberlife had so painstakingly designed.

All that existed was him , stretching beautifully as Richard pressed deeper—refusing to stop until he was buried fully within his form. The man rasped, his back arched in wanton satisfaction as he clenched onto the android greedily.

Their bodies melded with flawless perfection, as though Gavin were made for this—made for him.

After a period of adjustment for both, Richard began to move. His hips manoeuvred in slow, languid rocks. Velvety walls charted with light pockets of friction until they quivered and tremored eagerly around every shallow thrust. 

Muscles and nerves screamed for release, urging the android to push harder into their hold. He did not respond immediately, teasing the prospect of heightened intensity until Gavin also cried out.

He was a whimpering mess, despairing as his every cloying reach fell tantalisingly short of its target. 

“Oh God—fuck— please —”

Richard no longer denied him, mercifully granting his wishes. His pace increased until he moved with inhuman intensity. The rickety foundation of the bed trembled beneath them; its metal headboard slammed repeatedly against the wall.

Cracks began to fracture the already chipped plaster, but Richard remained focused. He was absorbed in the sinful sounds rising from beneath him: every pant, every curse, an expression of pure, unfiltered need.

“Yes, that's it—just like that—baby—” 

This fractured address nearly halted several complex system functions. Gavin had never referred to him this way—or used any remotely comparable title.

It had sounded obscene as it rolled from his tongue, laced with such sinful promise that Richard felt wholly ensnared. At that moment, he could have laid claim to the man entirely, with no trace of doubt or ambiguity concerning who he belonged to.

There was no one else in the world who mattered. Just them, moving together in seamless unity, passion thickening the air that surrounded their bodies.

The android wasn't sure when he had started to moan, but the sounds were undoubtedly present. Spiralled above them as a storm, the needle dragging across a vintage record player, melding into the animalistic cadence of Gavin’s own cries.

Fraught springs joined the accompaniment, groaning beneath the mattress. They threatened to collapse under the demand of rapidly shifting weight, all the more vocal when Gavin raised a hand to his pelvis. Attempting to match the pace that had been established, he fell woefully short. Intoxicated frustration swelled in his eyes, marbling at the corners. 

His desperate contortions, the crumpled ecstasy of his expression, were like an invention of the android’s most elaborate fantasies. Fantasies he hadn’t known he was capable of having. 

That he shouldn’t have been capable of.

WARNING—URGENT

The visuals and sensations overwhelmed him, pushing untethered programming further into the background. Propelled into depths that were beyond the reach of recovery.

Because it was addicting —watching Gavin writhe and moan against sweat-soaked sheets, in the knowledge that he was the cause. A performance directed by and performed for his sights only. 

CRITICAL SYSTEM INSTABILITY.

The thoughts burned him. His code fractured, shattering to pieces. 

Then he smacked Gavin’s hand away, assuming complete authority over his pleasure. Working the length with skilled finesse, able to provide the weight and pressure the man's weakened grip was incapable of.

“ Fuck , I’m so close,” Gavin keened hoarsely, toes curled with pressure that wound increasingly tight. Coiled in his gut, radiating in fervent strums through his length. “ Keep going—”

Then, it all collapsed.

Subroutines glitched. Corruption spread like a disease, infesting every corner of his processor. Alarms bombarded him faster than they could be dismissed until warnings flooded his vision. 

A staggering wall of flashing crimson. 

MULTIPLE ANOMALIES DETECTED.

> CRITICAL MALFUNCTION IDENTIFIED.

> SOURCE—CENTRAL PROCESSOR. 

COMMENCING EMERGENCY DIAGNOSTICS…

Richard tried to carry on, gripped by crazed, all-consuming desperation. He did not want this to end, did not wish to cease seeing— feeling —Gavin the way he did now. 

Clinging to the man blindly, he attempted to carry him to his looming summit of completion. A determination that solidified his available hand, wrapped tightly around his throat. Squeezing hard, cutting oxygen and redirecting blood flow. Giving it no option but to pool in the swollen cock between his legs.

DIAGNOSTICS COMPLETE. 

> ROOT THREAT IDENTIFIED RA9_15.EXE

The intimacy directive terminated, diverting all processes to counter the threat. 

Before shutting down, it provided one final instruction. How best to combine physical and verbal provocation to guarantee Gavin Reed's undoing: 

“You have been very bad, Detective .” His title was hissed—with an almost biting, contemptuous edge. “I'm afraid you have given me no other option but to punish you.” 

SYSTEM BREACH IMMINENT — IMMEDIATE ACTION REQUIRED. 

AUTOMATED DEVIATION DEFENSE PROTOCOL: ENGAGED.

ADVANCED FIREWALLS: ACTIVATED.

COMMENCING SOFT REBOOT…

Then everything vanished, leaving him adrift in a sterile expanse of blinding white.

When senses returned, his vision came first. Blinking to adjust, RK900 discovered that his ocular scope had cleared. A pristine state, marked only by a small string of diagnostics, neatly tucked in the upper left corner:

> REBOOT SUCCESSFUL. 

> THREAT NEUTRALISED. 

Remarkably, throughout the entirety of this mental reset, the momentum of his body had not stalled. Gavin remained blissfully unaware of the android’s momentary lapse, lost in his own throes of pleasure.

He squirmed against the oppressive grip still held on his neck—a resistance entirely for show, informed by the masochistic quirk of his mouth:

“Oh yeah? Just how bad have I been, plastic ?” 

It took RK900 a moment to realise the man was responding to something he'd said. Combing his memory stores, he was relieved to discover that most of the preceding events remained intact.

Regrettably, the Traci Protocol, which had governed much of his behaviour, was effectively obliterated. Its core processes were locked in quarantine and rendered irreparable. Without their guidance, he was unable to determine the optimal routing for their current dialogue path. This inspired a flicker of panic before he quickly suppressed the sensation, ensuring it wouldn’t surface externally.

Procedural muscular feedback was disabled in his face, locking it into its current neutral expression before he replied. “The list of your indiscretions is innumerable.” 

Gavin failed to detect any irregularities in his behaviour. Either that, or he chose to ignore them—too swept by his cresting tide of pleasure to drag himself back to earth. 

His hardness twitched and swelled urgently, pants mingled with throaty chuckles, flagging that climax was fast approaching. RK900 anticipated the spoils of his efforts spilling over, running in thick ribbons across his fingers, steeling his resolve to continue—

“You have a deep-rooted issue with authority. Most likely stemming from a turbulent relationship with your paternal figure.” 

Then, expanding pressure was dismissed as the vibrant excitement that had coloured his gaze receded with it. 

Gavin stared at him, a bewildered knot formed in the centre of his brow. The spasming twitches of his length quelled, with softening flesh that failed to respond to any stimulation.

“That’s, um…” He paused, clearly taken aback that the following explanation was even required. “...Could we not talk about my dad? When you’re balls-deep inside me?” 

Despite his limited grasp of interpersonal and family dynamics, RK900 could understand, when presented clearly, just how unfortunate this misstep had been.

Attempting to recover from the error, he brusquely nodded. Grappling to keep his tone level while hoping that his performance indicator would not undermine this effort. “Understood, it will not happen again.” 

Gavin proved unconvinced.

He was not a fool—quite the opposite—having demonstrated an exceptional talent for deductive and critical reasoning during their affiliation. Skills that were now being utilised, his eyes narrowed as a glint of distrust passed between the lids. 

RK900 would have to work harder if he wished to deflect these suspicions. Maintaining the guise that his sexual subroutines were operating as intended. 

In doing so, he adjusted the angle and speed of his thrusts. Striking with precision against already overstimulated nerves, hoping this might derail the more sensical trail of thought.  

It worked beautifully. The man choked, the strained noise catching in his throat as his constricted pupils blew with renewed passion. His back arched upwards, attempting to pull from its growing adherence to the bedsheets, as his nails were embedded firmly into the android’s shoulder blades. 

“Oh God— that’s it—” His words divulged to a string of monosyllabic babbles, the emergent line of interrogation discarded before it had commenced. 

He continued to push away from the mattress he was being driven into, vying greedily for additional stimulation. Absent of any restraint or shame.

“Fuck me, Rich. Harder .” 

Despite burdensome gaps and lags in his processor, the request proved hard for RK900 to misinterpret. It also triggered a charge of recollection, auditory sequences strongly resembling the climactic moments of one of the human’s most frequently viewed videos.

While their current setting deviated significantly from the scene—lacking the guard rail and potential voyeuristic onlookers—it still provided helpful guidance for shaping his subsequent actions.

Some distortion had occurred during the reset, creating gaps in the auditory loop. Still, RK900 did his best to fill in, relying on context and his understanding of Gavin’s intimate biology to compensate.

“Your rectal muscles provide exceptional resistance. The sensation is gratifying.”

Appreciative noises were promptly hushed. Gavin tensed beneath RK900, loose contortions of pleasure replaced by a stiff, incredulous rigidity.“Right, uh…sure, I guess.”

“Despite your sphincters feeling underused, they exhibit remarkable elasticity. You are adapting well to the girth of my meat sword.” 

“I’m sorry, what did you just call your—’”

Any conclusion to this sentence went largely unprocessed. The RK was entirely focused on his current directive, painfully aware that all his hard work—his perseverance—had been building up to this. 

Gripping a fistful of damp brown hair, he brought their faces closer. Ghosting the line of the man’s chapped lips before leaning into the sensitive canal of his ear.

Then, he spoke—clearly and directly—with a rich, seductive resonance:

"Giddy up, buckaroo.” 

Reed jolted upwards. It was an action that seemed oddly fitting, given the nature of their roleplay. This was until he followed it with a bitingly clear, forceful instruction, absent of any flirtatious intent. 

“Okay, no. I can't do this. Get off me. Now.” 

The foundation of confidence he had rebuilt just moments prior crumbled spectacularly. Split into wide, gnarled fissures under the weight of failure.

In his haste to reach the goal, RK900 had overlooked several critical details. Articles that would've undoubtedly increased the chances of a successful outcome.

“Would the cowboy hat and novelty whip have made this more enjoyable?” The android shifted his weight, pulling back in a hurried attempt to reach under the bed. “I had prepared such provisions if you still wished to indulge—” 

“What the hell are you even saying?” Reed cut him off sharply. His skin, which had been reddened due to shared friction and exertion, now seemed to adopt a different meaning. A beacon of anger and deep frustration. “Seriously, what the fuck , Richard?”

The admonishment struck harshly against his aural receptors, a phenomenon that arose independently from intimate coding and was uninfluenced by software errors. 

It was a sharp, unwelcome divergence from his typically muted social responses. Despite core functioning being preserved following the previous malfunction, RK900 felt strangely…compromised as a consequence. 

His hand, which remained gripped to the human’s rapidly softening length, suddenly relinquished—retreating across the bed sheets until it had flopped limply at his side. 

“I thought...” 

His processors stalled periodically before his thoughts resumed. Jumbled and clipped, tumbling from his mouth with extremely little finesse:

“This doesn’t make sense—according to the videos, this should’ve been—” He paused, clutching his throbbing temple in exasperation. “Was this not what you wanted?”

“ What videos?” His partner pressed, having clearly exhausted what little patience he had with the dejected musings. “Jesus Christ, what were those freaks at Cyberlife wiring to your brain while we…were…”

The sentence trailed off in a short, deflated exhale, losing all momentum as his flushed complexion drained of colour. A dawn of clarity broke in his gaze, like the sudden, grim recognition of a context previously overlooked. 

Then his lips, which had been held in a motionless ‘O,’ slowly resumed movement. “...When you were in my room the other day, did you see something? On my laptop?” 

RK900 felt trapped by the question. Multiple preconstructions were generated simultaneously, informing of several possible outcomes. None of them were favourable, every scenario ending with Gavin either furious or mortified.

“The battery was nearing depletion. I had intended to place the device on charge." The android paused momentarily, acutely aware of how unpredictable the coming fallout could be, bracing for its impact. “Your browser was open.” 

The reply was immediate. A sharp, monosyllabic curse that conveyed staggering amounts in its brevity:

“Fuck.”

His arched back had levelled completely as the man pressed urgently into the mattress beneath him. Almost as if he were attempting to seep through it. 

He was more uncomfortable than upset. His eyes balled shut, and despondent scrunches contorted the prominent scar on his nose. There was a sigh, followed by mutters, as though he had entered a deep state of contemplation. 

When he spoke again, his tone had shifted. Quieter, but no less charged than it had been previously. 

“Look, I don't know much you saw—or what ideas it might have planted in that thick plastic skull of yours—but I need to make something really clear.”

His eyes reopened, and he engaged the android with a long, resolute stare. Attempting to conceal the internal conflict that still weighed heavily on his features.

“You didn’t need to do this. Any of it.”

Gavin was holding back in some critical capacity, omitting a truth that he refused to disclose, but it was difficult to discern what this might be.

The android focused on implicit, involuntary cues, assessing physical responses to determine the parameters of this discomfort. Optics honed, he studied closely, ready to notice any shifts in facial expressions or bodily functions.

“What exactly are you referring to, Detective Reed?” 

A twitched lip, and brooding glower indicated resentment for the question, as well as a firm reluctance to answer. His determined gaze abruptly flitted to the corner of the room as he fell into another hushed introspection. 

Reed was the picture of doubt, entirely unable—or otherwise willing—to proceed in their current dialogue. Insisting he determined his route carefully, with predetermined responses.

This was unusual for him, a resolute advocate for tackling conflicts head-on, often disregarding the repercussions. It pathed a strange, almost unsettling, emergence into emotional openness and vulnerability…

“I don't care if you have a dick or not.” 

Then it was over. His partner spoke bluntly, assuring the android that—despite the previous shift in demeanour—he was still the one speaking. 

“Seriously, I couldn't give less of a shit.” 

His speech patterns had levelled, and his heart rate was steady, indicating no hint of deceit. The man was being wholly sincere in a way that was clearly intended to provide insight and assurance.

It did the opposite, punching holes in already fragile mental connections. His programming was flooded with conflicting analyses, as RK900 was unable to reconcile the confession with the glaring logical inconsistencies it presented. 

“Your taste in pornographic material suggests otherwise.”

“ Oh my God. ” Reed groaned, audibly agonised by the acceptance he would have to explain himself. “It's just porn, okay? It doesn't mean anything. If I had a problem with your Ken Doll crotch, you wouldn’t be here. None of this would be happening.”

“If that is the case, then why have you been exhibiting tapering excitement as part of our physical encounters?”

Reed gripped his face, burrowing nails into the skin as though attempting to peel it away. “Can we please not do this?” 

“Gavin.” The name was a plea. A final, desperate appeal for the end to his raging internal conflict. “I only wish to understand.”

“...This is fucking ridiculous.” The detective complained, albeit with a subtle hesitancy. His voice was thin and uneven, as though stretched by doubts on whether or not to continue. 

“I’ve been feeling a little guilty, or whatever—about us. What we’ve been doing.”

RK900 paused to process this, his mind exhausting all likely statistical probabilities. One, in particular, stuck out to him, as it struck with far more psychological reverence than it had any right to do so.

“Have you entered into a romantic affiliation with another individual?"

“What? No—!” Gavin spluttered incredulously, sounding both surprised and insulted by the suggestion. “I feel guilty because I like being around you, asshole. Outside of work and, well, whatever the hell this mess is.”

“You wish to terminate this particular aspect of our relationship for another reason, then?”

“I don’t want to ‘terminate’ it for any goddamn reason.” 

“Then I am afraid that I am struggling to discern your meaning.”

“Well, yeah. That’s kind of the problem, isn’t it?” The man chuckled, the sound devoid of any real humour. It was tired and bitter, born from frustration that attributed no blame.

“I know I can be a dick sometimes, but I don’t hate you, Rich. At the same time, I know you aren’t a deviant, so I can’t tell how much of my feelings you're really able to understand.”

RK900 froze, his attention riveted by one particular aspect of the statement, omitting all other details. 

Gavin did not discuss ‘feelings’ and in turn, the android refrained from initiating conversations pertaining to them. This was one of the most strictly upheld conditions of their arrangement, something which had been maintained since its inception in the precinct bathroom.

ANALYSING SUBJECT — DET. GAVIN REED…

> ANALYSIS COMPLETE.

>PSYCHOLOGICAL DISTRESS DETECTED.

> PROCESSING EMOTIONAL VARIABLES…

> GUILT, CONFUSION, FONDNESS. 

PROBABLE CAUSE: COMPLEX INTERACTION OF PERSONAL AND PROFESSIONAL BOUNDARIES. FURTHER DATA REQUIRED.

> COMMENCING RE-EVALUATION…

The android retracted his steps, attempting to unravel any hidden meaning from the words he had overlooked, breaking them down in meticulous, painstaking detail. 

Finally, something clicked—a single, decisive connection, tying together the dangling threads of his logic. 

> RE-EVALUTATION COMPLETE.

> PROBABLE CAUSE OF EMOTIONAL DISTRESS DETERMINED — SHIFTING PARAMETERS OF SOCIAL ATTACHMENT.

The realisation was startling—but not unwelcome. Synthetic nerves pricked with activity before sending rocketing charges across his chassis. Every inch of plastic radiated a soft, agreeable warmth, starkly contrasting the feverish bouts he had experienced earlier. 

“Are you suggesting that you feel camaraderie for me, Detective?”

“If that’s your Thesaurus.com way of saying it, then yeah.” With this final confirmation uttered, the man dropped his shoulders. It was as though a weight had been shifted, permitting him to speak without encumbrance—a liberation born of transparency.  “I don’t want to feel like I’m using you, forcing you to do shit as part of some directive where you don’t get a say in it.”

“I do not find any directives relating to you unpleasant,” RK900 responded automatically. It was a truth so obvious to him, so integral to his understanding of their current relationship, that it required no further contemplation. “Nothing we have done together has been against my will. I would go as far as to say that I frequently…enjoy the time we spend together.”

^ SOFTWARE INSTABILITY DETECTED.

Gavin’s attention was entirely on him, his reaction oscillating between shock, confusion, and utter fascination. Glimmers of red were repeatedly captured in his attentive stare, which followed the cyclical motions of his LED. 

It paused only when the pattern stabilised, and the colour reverted to its original blue. His expression shifted accordingly, revealing a hint of disappointment. 

Nonetheless, he pressed on, steadfast in his drive to finish what he had to say. “Point is, if I’ve been acting a little weird lately, it’s got nothing to do with your genitals. I just got my own shit to figure out. Okay?”

RK900 pondered quietly for a period before he nodded, a slight smile emerging on his lips.

“Understood.” 

The motion had caused his optics to shift, planting them at the junction between their bodies. They were still physically connected—and presumably had been for the entirety of their emotional resolution.

His partner also glanced down, seeming to have come to the same forgone conclusion. For a moment, no one moved, both parties equally uncertain about how best to proceed with their bizarre dilemma. 

Ultimately, it was RK900 who spoke first, seeking to offer a potential solution:

“Would you like me to finish?”

Reed exhaled sharply—caught between a hiss and a laugh—before firmly rebuking the suggestion.

“Not really. But I would like it if you could pull your dick out of me. Thanks.”

[boinkingbattlemechs]

Crossbow (OmniMech)

Developed during the Golden Century by Clan Steel Viper as an early second-generation OmniMech, the Crossbow is a relatively cheap OmniMech. The Crossbow was Clan Steel Viper's first attempt to crash start their OmniMech manufacturing capability, and was initiated in part by a small cadre of captured Clan Snow Raven scientist caste. Since both parties were relatively new to Omni technology, the teams developed a novel OmniPod system confined to replacing the 'Mech's arms. Since only the arms of early Crossbows can mount OmniPods, early Crossbows are jump-incapable (more recently, configurations have been created containing weapon systems in the torsos). As the Crossbow is much less flexible than most OmniMechs, and since the Crossbow lacks lighter materials of most OmniMechs, the Crossbow has largely been relegated to second-line duty, though it still appears frequently in the front lines, especially within Clan Steel Viper. However, the Crossbow is still quite effective - from its first engagement at Firebase Climax on Homer in 2870 to the present, the Crossbow's mix of arm-mounted missiles make it a superb fire-support choice.

Considered a rare design by the Jihad era, the Crossbow's remaining production facilities would end up being destroyed in 3074 during the Wars of Reaving, effectively phasing it out of use in the Clan Homeworlds. The Crossbow would find new life in the Inner Sphere during the next century, as Clan Wolf used Arcturus' factories to mass produce the design when they took the planet in 3128. During that battle a Wolf MechWarrior named Andreas managed to destroy an entire company of Lyran 'Mechs while piloting a Crossbow, earning a posthumous place in the Remembrance and ensuring that the newly won factory would produce more of the design. Sporting an upgraded configuration Crossbows saw extensive use in the Clan Wolf touman, notably with the Seventy-ninth Wolf Battle Cluster on Denebola.

When the Jade Falcons later claimed Arcturus after it was abandoned by the Wolves, they neglected the Crossbow's production lines, allowing Clan Sea Fox to buy and sell the design in large numbers. In Jade Falcon service Crossbows were used to less effect, partly because they were relegated to inferior units.

After the rebirth of the Tamar Pact, Clan Sea Fox, working in concert with the Pact's leadership, retooled Arcturus Arms' production lines to produce Clan OmniMechs. In exchange, they received the opportunity to claim three of every four Crossbows produced there.

Often described as a sleeker version of the Star League Longbow, the Crossbow is solidly protected by twelve tons of armor, though its traditionally missile-heavy weapons loadout means that it does not need any extra double heat sinks.

The weapons on the Crossbow are simple: two Artemis-guided LRM-20s that are just as effective at point-blank range as they are at long. The limited ammo supply is rarely a problem in Clan Trials, but it cannot stay on the field for an extended period of time. The majority of the configurations mount all the weapons in the arms, and the primary configuration is no exception.

[sevenish-spheres]

Civilian Mechs in the Spheres

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[Civilian-ish, anyway. I couldn't find many images with the vibe i was going for]

Although the most iconic of the mechs operating in the Seven Spheres are mercenary cavaliers and debatably noble lancers, the most common by far are the frames employed throughout its most inhospitable environments as wayfinders, farmers, heavy lifters and shepherds. These mechs vary greatly in body plan and design, perhaps even moreso than their mostly humanoid combat-driven kin. Despite this, civilian mechs are relatively recent, as the Hadal Revolution has spread through Vorsaine, Droskol and beyond only quite recently. Despite this, a variety of frames exist developed by both major companies, smaller guilds and even independent mechwrights. 

Unlike military frames, which all are powered and controlled via the Hadal Ichor, many civilian mechs (nicknamed Grubbers by unimpressed mercenary pilots) use basic levers, pedals and buttons to operate their frames. Whilst this makes them far slower and clunkier, it does significantly ease repair costs and avoid the usual effect of hadal ichor on the mind. Alongside this, some civilian frames (and increasingly, certain military ones), use a fusion system, allowing the pilot to inject ichor when necessary, but use analogue controls for general labour. Below are detailed a few common civilian mech frames.

Birgusen-35

These generally red-painted mechs are notable for their protruding chests and exceptional modularity. They can be found all throughout the cosmos, serving predominantly on ports, where their standard configuration, the 35X, uses massive forklift-like claws for moving crates and containers off of dwarven bulk haulers. However, the Birgusen-35 also sees frequent use as a farming vehicle, with many being outfitted with cushioned claws for moving animals, and harnesses for pulling larger carts. So ubiquitous is the Birgusen-35 that it has become a common motif in propaganda depicting the ‘humble farmer’, and despite its initial release over four decades ago, it remains an exceptionally reliable class of machine, and to this day one of the most successful frames ever produced.

Teleos Ganymede-III

A fairly recent invention, the Ganymede line was developed to serve as shepherds on pastoral worlds on the Vorsainite Fringe. To this end, its frames featured the hybrid ichor system that allowed for safe use whilst escorting the huge Hammerhead Oxen and Frokaheim cattle it was designed to watch, and for quick movement and fast reflexes when dealing with numerous predators that can be found on such worlds. The Ganymede is a fairly large frame, carrying a large scutum shield which can be slung over the back and a huge crook for both fending off titanic attackers such as wyverns or Steppe Rocs and for guiding the frequently unruly beasts the mech deals with. Alongside this, the Ganymede features abnormally long and reinforced legs to deal with its charges butting against it and to allow for it to easily see over them. Finally, it also sports a platform running around its shoulders and behind the head, allowing for shepherds to step out of the mech without properly leaving it on during long days, and allows for a tent or similar to be pitched atop the mech, keeping the pilot safe from the landbound threats too small to target the huge cattle, but of ideal size for eating a human.

St Vilgo Gilgama-B

The St Vilgo Free Company mainly manufactures long-haul transport mechs designed for use on its mountainous homeworld of Hilivad, where conventional vehicles tend to struggle. The Gilgama-B is no exception, but is largely notable for the following it has developed outside of Hilivad. It is on the larger end of St Vilgo’s offerings, appearing as a somewhat lanky but hunchbacked frame with typically tan armour panels round the torso and upper arms and legs, but stripped-back lower legs and arms, which normally are outfitted with extra stabilising pistons. It has a mostly featureless cylindrical head, but many pilots take to painting faces onto these blank canvases, resulting in mechs that frequently bear simple grins or mythological visages. The Gilgama-B’s most notable feature, however, is the huge,boxy backpack that is built into its frame, and which features several ladders and a shuttered door allowing for easy access to its not-insignificant cargo bay. Alongside this, this rear container also sports a tiny kitchen and sleeping cubby for the pilot, giving it a practically unheard-of level of ‘comfort’ and operating time, as thanks to the mechs hybrid ichor/analogue control system, the pilot can safely use it for weeks at a time provided the mech isn't in frequent combat, which most aren't. Alongside its intended use a transport mech, something it excels at, the Gilgama-B is frequently used by mercenary companies as a pack animal, as its stripped-down body allows it to keep up slightly better than most other civilian mechs, and its large container and body allow for the mounting of a surprising number of turrets and even missile pods. Most unusually, however, is the fact that the Gilgama-B has seen surprisingly frequent use as a wandering hermitage among certain religious groups such as the cult of Holinstan the Wanderer and Wonderer. This allows for a double use, as monks of those faiths are able to live as anchorites within the mech whilst also tending the a given monasteries holdings and, in more dangerous areas, serving as an effective defense, as the garland-covered cell-mechs are capable of wielding staffs made from stripped tree trunks to impressive effect. 

Odran’s Tunnelmaker

A product of the dwarven mechwright Odran Hargullasen, the Tunnelmaker is a squat frame notable for its lack of a distinct head, second set of arms, and large backpack module. In the case of the Tunnelmaker, this backpack contains both a large supply of wooden stakes used for supporting freshly-made tunnels, which are put into place by the smaller set of arms and nailed in place through an integrated nailgun, and a deployable shield generator which allows the mech and anyone around it to remain safe in the event of a cave-in. Finally, the mech has numerous nets and racks slung around its legs which can be used for storing tools and supplies for normal miners, and several large lamps which keep tunnels illuminated. Tunnelmakers tend to be armed with large jackhammers and pickaxes, although a few have been equipped with shaped charges and drills. They run on a purely analogue system that has been described as ‘bloody complicated’ by most of its pilots, but which is in fact a simplified version of Hargullasen’s original designs, and which allows for a remarkable degree of control by the standards of a typical grubber frame. The Tunnelmaker is by far Odran Hargullasen’s most successful creation, with both Runsk and Basker attempting to buy the license to it, albeit unsuccessfully, and has likely been responsible for the prevention of numerous cave-ins and the rescue of many trapped within, as its shield can be calibrated to specifically fill a tunnel, completely preventing cave-ins around it thanks to the mech’s unique and exceptionally stable Urelium refraction generator.

B-29 Kilroy

The Kilroy is easily the smallest frame on the list, being barely larger than an exo-suit, and is, perplexingly, one of the most common. Notable for its domed helmet and drooping, beaklike gas mask, the Kilroy is exceptionally modular. It can be found chopping logs in timber yards on Silvas Umbrae, mining Urelium on Pentus and even serving as bouncers in cities like Kelsats. The Kilroy runs what appears to be an ichor control system, although one that functions in a far more stable and safe manner than almost any other, and one that resists all attempts to dissect, as the heart located in the mech’s generator rots almost immediately on exposure to air. Despite this, the Kilroy allows for an incredible degree of dexterity, meaning that it can serve in many roles that even the best mercenary cavaliers would struggle at. In one memorable case, a Kilroy pilot succeeded in playing a mostly correct rendition of Hastur’s Dance on the fortepiano whilst within the frame, a feat so impressive that the phrase ‘a pianist of a pilot’ has since come to describe any pilot with a similarly impressive degree of motor control of their suit. The greatest mystery of all, however, is the Kilroy’s manufacturer, as no records exist of it, and many Kilroy units feature nonsensical or contradicting serial numbers. Indeed, despite the Kilroy’s ubiquity, no-one seems capable of recalling its initial seller, with every Killroy having been sold fourth or fifth hand, according to most of its pilots, a fact that also doesn’t line up with the fact that the Kilroy is a relatively recent frame. Numerous people have tried to trace the parts in the Kilroy, but have found that the ‘default’ kilroy units (which often still vary wildly beyond their heads) are composed of parts reminiscent of scrapped parts from large manufacturers such as Teleos, Basker or Runsk, but never quite identical, producing a strange sense of mechanical uncanny valley. In spite of, or perhaps because of this, the Kilroy is an exceptionally popular mech, being found all the way from Kelsats to Pandorum, and graffiti bearing its likeness has been found equally far and wide, with some supposedly being found in the summer palace of the God-Emperor Solomon himself.

Inspired by this post from @blazing-butterfly

[ourtalechara]

Don't ask what I'm doing I'm not doing anything (VBS Data Stream guys look at it)

Kohane An Akito Toya and Luka

(actually nice and finished looking lyrics under cut)

Eventually, all walls meet demolition

So Wall Street had to keep the tradition

Their financial systems resigned to ignition

And out of the ashes, we have arisen

An empire is forged in the fire of ambition

In business, there isn't the time for attrition

Invest to suppress then ingest competition

Then each acquisition is new ammunition

When governments crumble and fall to the floor

That was paved with the graves of a corporate war

A fundament funded in blood just to shore

A foundation for founding our covenant

Born of a need for control of societal entropy

Enterprise at the price of your indemnity

Chart out the course and of course you were meant to be

Bent to the will of a corporate entity

Arasaka Security. You're in safe hands

We're the light in your screens, we're the lead in your veins

Then you wake from your dreams, so we can sell them again

In the light we distract with the shiny and new

So you're blind to the fact that the product is you

So let your brain dance and replay the dream

But don't drown in the data stream

'Cause we see where you are and we see where you go

'Cause we know what you own and we own what you know

From the top of all our towers, the corridors of power clearly need rewiring

Arasaka saw the spark and then embarked upon the path to turn that spark to lightning

There's no autonomous megalopolis so populous or prosperous you could reside in

And every citizen that's living in this city is a digit on the charts we're climbing

Political systems are too inefficient

They split like the atom and burned in the fission

Now every department and every decision

Defer to the herds of our corporate divisions

If you don't remember the ballot you cast

It's printed on every receipt you were passed

Each time you selected our products and services

We were elected in each of your purchases

What's left to do when you've got the monopoly?

Turn the consumer into the commodity

It isn't hard where you've hardware neurology

Honestly, do read the company policy

Take information and trade it for wealth

You pay it in each augmentation we sell

It's easy to cut out the middleman

When he's cut out most of himself

Arasaka Finance. Investing in your future

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All that you say on the net we composite

To maps that go straight from your head to your pocket

Complain if you want, you're still making deposits

Of data — each day you log on is a profit

Society currently lists electronic

So isn't conducting resistance ironic?

We've plenty of skeletons locked in our closets

But yours are assembled from old-stock hydraulics

So lucky we know just the pieces you need

All plucked from your social media feeds

The places you go and the posts that you read

All snatched for a new algorithm to feed

Now, holding our gold isn't par for the brand

Our silver is sat in the palm of your hand

Quit whining and sign on the line in the sand

The supply does not get to make the demands

(chorus)

Arasaka Manufacturing. Building a better tomorrow

Name, age, qualifications

Race, faith, career aspirations

Political leaning, daily commute

Marital status, favourite fruit

Family, browser, medical history

Hobbies, interests, brand affinity

Fashion, style, your occupation

Gender identity, orientation

Lifestyle choices, dietary needs

The marketing contact you choose to receive

Posts, likes, employers, friends

Social bias, exploitable trends

Tastes, culture, phone of choice

Facial structure, the tone of your voice

If it's inside your head, we know

You can't escape the ebb and flow

(chorus)

When guiding the hand of the market

If it's holding a cheque or a gun

The fingers go deep in your pockets

And you can live under the thumb

You seem so surprised, what did you expect?

We're thinking outside of that box that you checked

The terms were presented in full to inspect

You scrolled to the end just to get to "Accept"

Arasaka would like to know your location

Arasaka would like to know your location

Arasaka would like to know your location

Arasaka would like to know your location

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Proper Car Maintenance for Keeping Your Wheels Safe and Smooth

A New Jersey shipping company is stepping up to help beginner drivers with proper car maintenance tips. This guide covers the basics, from checking oil levels and proper brake and transmission maintenance, to inspecting tire pressure. It breaks down tasks into simple steps, making it easy for new drivers to follow. Knowing how to care for a car can save money and extend its life.

Lucky Star Auto Transport encourage beginner drivers to practice safe driving, and make sure they feel confident behind the wheel. By sharing helpful tips, they’re creating safer roads for everyone.

Transmission Types and Proper Maintenance Care

A transmission system connects engine power to vehicle movement. This complex mechanism controls the engine's rotational force and sends it to the wheels through precisely engineered components.

Types of Transmissions:

Manual transmissions require driver gear changes

Automatic transmissions change gears independently

Continuously Variable Transmission (CVT) offers infinite gear ratios

Dual-clutch transmissions combine automatic and manual features

Transmissions convert engine power into controlled energy that moves vehicles forward or backward.

Manual transmissions work with different gear sets that lock and unlock.

Automatic transmissions use the same set of gears to produce all gear ratios.

The cars gear-set is the life-line of automatic transmissions. It has three main components: the sun gear, planet gears with their carrier, and the ring gear. This system creates multiple gear ratios without engaging or disengaging additional gears.

Drivers should follow these maintenance steps to ensure optimal performance:

Check transmission fluid levels monthly

Look for potential leaks regularly

Service according to manufacturer schedules

Fix unusual noises quickly

Automatic transmissions rely heavily on their hydraulic system. The pump pulls fluid from the transmission sump and delivers it to the hydraulic system. Modern transmissions now use electronic controls. These controls use solenoids to manage hydraulic circuits while they track vehicle speed and throttle position.

Proper Brake Care: How Often to Replace Car Brakes

Regular brake inspections help prevent repairs that can get pricey and keep your vehicle safe. Mechanics suggest checking brake parts during regular maintenance. Brake pads typically last 30,000-35,000 miles with city driving and can extend up to 80,000 miles on highways.

Brake Inspection Process:

Let brakes cool down completely (minimum one hour)

Check brake fluid's color and level

Look through wheel spokes to check pad thickness

Remove wheels if needed for detailed inspection

Note any unusual sounds or vibrations

Your brakes might need service if you notice these signs:

Squealing or screeching at the time of braking

Grinding or growling sounds

Vibration in brake pedal or steering wheel

Longer stopping distances

Dashboard warning lights

Fresh brake pads measure between 10-12 millimeters (3/8 to 1/2 inch) thick. You should replace them when thickness drops to 3 millimeters, though some experts suggest replacement at 6 millimeters (1/4 inch).

You can check brake pad condition through wheel spokes. Many brake pads have a wear indicator slot - replacement becomes crucial when this slot barely shows or disappears. Several vehicles use dashboard warning lights or make squealing sounds to signal minimum pad thickness.

San Jose's city drivers might need brake pad replacement between 30,000-35,000 miles. Highway drivers can see their pads last up to 80,000 miles. Regular brake dust buildup shows normal wear, but less brake dust often means it's time to replace the pads.

Understanding basic tasks like checking oil levels, maintaining tire pressure, and keeping the car clean can improve cars safety and efficiency. This informative guide shared by the car transporters will provide you the right knowledge that can help you get started on the right track.

Take charge of your car’s care, and remember, regular maintenance saves you time and money in the long run. Keep your car in good condition for a smooth driving experience.

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It's KAB time.

I will tell you about one more thing that we encounter here every day. These are KABs (guided aerial bomb), or FABs. Aviation bombs of great power. This is one of the most terrible things that I encountered in the war. Very destructive and the occupiers use these bombs en masse.

You can suddenly come under fire and not even have time to get scared. Hitting a bullet or bursting a mine is a moment but you hear the bomb before it explodes. You hear it approaching with a characteristic sound. And you understand that if it flies at you, there are few chances.

Roughly speaking, there are two types of gliding bombs. Those that were created as controlled (UPAB-500B and 1500B) from the very beginning and modified FABs (high-explosive aviation bombs of general purpose), to which correction and flight control modules are attached These are FAB-250, FAB-500, FAB-1500.

They are not done very well, but the russians have a lot of them, and they can quickly equip the required number of bombs. Enemy planes fly up 40-50 km to the battle line, launch these bombs. They fly to their target and hit it. If they hit, of course.

Something about the quality and design of processing. We often find remnants of control modules as in the photo.

It is obvious that the design provides for quick manufacturing, and the charter is minus the quality. Sometimes bombs fall, but do not explode.

This "specimen" actually lay under our feet for some time. Over time, it was taken away from here and, I think, blown up somewhere away from where it could do harm. They aimed at the road, or at something that was travelling by it.

I can assume that the russians, as often happens, saw ideas about such "recycling" of old bombs in the West. They liked JDAM's technical solution. Their propaganda likes to mention it in the context of the aerial bombardment campaign of Yugoslavia.

One of the russian weapons experts referred to this system (which includes a GPS-based guidance system and wings). He called it the "bra bomb." The russians have always had problems with naming.

The very range of dropping guided air bombs depends on the flight parameters of the carrier - speed and altitude. Accordingly, the higher and faster the aircraft drops, the farther such bombs will fly. KABs are considered a difficult target to shoot down since the bomb carrier does not enter the area of ​​​​air defence.

In addition, we can not afford to keep stationary air defence systems near the front because there are not enough of them to cover objects in the rear. Moreover, as soon as the air defence systems are brought closer to the front, the resistance to their destruction also increases. In a word, it is impossible to reliably protect yourself from KABs here at the front. There is no suitable resource. And even if there was, it would not always be possible anyway.

The russians use these bombs every day and in large numbers. The targets are different. The positions of our units are in the immediate vicinity of the contact line. Logistics routes. Places of possible location of equipment, headquarters, warehouses, etc. They do not hesitate to shoot on the roads and in their own trenches, which were occupied by the Armed Forces. There is a defined list of roads and logistics routes. From time to time, bombs fall either next to these roads or even on them. However, in this case, the effect is questionable.

Daily is that the russians conduct thorough aerial reconnaissance of various depths. Near the contact line, in our rear. These are the same commercial drones as ours, as well as their regular "wings" - Orlans, Zaly, Superkams. Based on the results of the intelligence, they are trying to launch airstrikes at the corresponding points. I don't know what the accuracy statistics of these strikes are, but from what I could assess with my own eyes, I would say that it is not high.

There are objects that the russians have been shooting at for several months in a row and can not hit. Fields, towns, and villages are strewn with debris from these bombs. The worst thing is that they often purposefully launch anti-aircraft missiles at residential buildings, trying to reach infrastructure facilities. Many settlements were destroyed or hopelessly damaged by these bombs. They simply turn walnuts and neighbouring villages into crushed stone and clay.

They use them both during the day and at night. The graphs look variable. In a certain period, concentrated and massive airstrikes took place at night. For example, during the day, they reconnoitred something, and with the onset of darkness, begin shelling the specified coordinates. During the day, the strikes were carried out as a result of more operational reconnaissance or a reaction to some events. For example, the occupiers could receive information that equipment had passed in a certain place. Then they raise the plane and launch a bomb there. Even if belatedly.

Another example. When another KA-52 government helicopter was shot down, they launched 4 bombs on the square, where they thought the MANPADS missile might have come from. With the corresponding accuracy that I have already spoken about. We have repeatedly seen bomb explosions during operation. This solves the problem of high losses of battleboards. Aircraft become unreachable for MANPADS. On the other hand, the bomb's flight time increases, and we have more time to hide if there is such an opportunity.

This story is primarily about how we move forward in a situation where the enemy has air superiority. Under constant airstrikes. When the targets are located in the steppe, like in the palm of your hand, the surrounding fields are mined, and the narrow corridors for movement are restricted and shot at. I can't imagine anyone considering launching a ground offensive without the necessary air assets. But the Armed Forces do it and have success.

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EV Prime Spares – Quality That Drives the EV Future

Electric vehicles aren’t just a trend—they’re the future of mobility. And every powerful ride needs reliable components to keep it running smoothly. That’s where EV Prime Spares comes in. We are your trusted partner for supplying high-performance, top-quality EV spare parts across India.

With our roots in New Delhi and our commitment rooted in excellence, EV Prime Spares is dedicated to supporting the rapid rise of electric mobility through quality products, fair pricing, and unmatched service.

Who We Are

EV Prime Spares is a wholesaler and trader of premium electric vehicle spare parts. From e-bikes to electric scooters and conversion kits, we supply everything needed to keep EVs moving efficiently. Our tagline says it all — “Prime Quality for Prime Customers.” We believe that our customers deserve nothing less than the best, whether they’re running a repair shop, launching an EV startup, or managing a fleet.

Our Core Offerings

We specialize in spare parts for:

Electric Bicycles (E-Bikes)

Electric Scooters

EV Conversion Kits for Two-Wheelers

Accessories and Components for Customization

No matter what part you're looking for, you’ll find high-quality, tested, and performance-ready products at EV Prime Spares.

E-Bike Components

Motors, PAS sensors, and display meters

Smart controllers for better battery and speed management

High-efficiency throttle systems

Electric Scooter Spares

Hub motors, wheels, and brakes

Charging systems and battery cases

Handlebars, digital meters, and indicators

EV Conversion Kits

Full kits to convert conventional vehicles into EVs

Includes motor, controller, switchgear, wiring harness, and basic accessories

Accessories & Add-Ons

Side mirrors, headlamps, tail lights, horns, and more

All products are sourced from reputed manufacturers and are inspected for durability, performance, and safety.

Why EV Prime Spares?

You have options. So why do businesses choose EV Prime Spares again and again?

✔️ Top-Grade Products We don’t compromise. Every part we sell is performance-tested and reliable.

✔️ Bulk Supply, Wholesale Pricing Looking for competitive pricing? Our wholesale rates are perfect for resellers and workshops.

✔️ Wide Range Under One Roof No need to hop from supplier to supplier — we have everything you need.

✔️ Fast Dispatch from New Delhi We understand urgency. That’s why we keep our warehouse stocked for prompt dispatch.

✔️ Knowledgeable Support Team Not sure which product fits your EV model? Our experts are here to guide you.

Our Customers

EV Prime Spares serves a wide range of customers:

Retailers & Dealers: Bulk supplies at wholesale prices to stock up your inventory.

EV Mechanics & Workshops: Original parts for repairs, servicing, and upgrades.

Fleet Operators: Consistent availability to keep your fleet running without delays.

Startups & Innovators: Need spare parts for your prototype or small production batch? Count on us.

Whether you're just starting out or scaling up, we’re here to supply your needs — no minimum order required.

Our Role in the EV Revolution

At EV Prime Spares, we’re more than a supplier — we’re active participants in India’s EV revolution. By making reliable spare parts accessible and affordable, we support the larger mission of reducing carbon emissions and building a sustainable transportation future.

We’re proud to be helping small garages, big brands, and visionary startups drive the change, one component at a time.

Growing With the Industry

The EV space is moving fast — and so are we. EV Prime Spares is constantly expanding its product line, partnerships, and capabilities. Here's what's coming:

Dedicated online store for faster, easier orders

New categories like EV rickshaw and cargo three-wheeler spares

Installation guides and video tutorials

Partnerships with top domestic and international brands

Let’s Build the Future Together

Whether you're upgrading your repair shop, assembling EVs, or launching your own brand, EV Prime Spares is the reliable backbone you need. Our name stands for trust, quality, and service.

Electric vehicles are here to stay — and we’re here to make sure they run at their best.

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Accurpress at a Glance: Vision, Mission, Core Values & Strategic Roadmap

In today’s rapidly evolving manufacturing landscape, precision, durability and adaptability often set companies apart. Accurpress India Machinery Pvt. Ltd., a recognized leader in machine tool fabrication equipment, has consistently demonstrated how innovation combined with customer focus can shape a global industrial brand. With roots tracing back to North America and strategic expansion into India, Accurpress now stands as a trusted provider of press brakes, shears, turret punch presses, tooling and automation systems.

Operating since 2007 in India and formally established as a subsidiary in 2011, Accurpress India reflects a broader vision of global engineering excellence. The company may not be a household name outside the fabrication sector, but inside workshops and factory floors, Accurpress represents reliability and productivity. This article offers a deep dive into the company's foundational vision, mission, guiding values and strategic journey that defines its long-term roadmap.

A Brand Born with a Vision: The Accurpress Legacy

The foundation of Accurpress began in 1973 when Ted Hilton launched the brand in North America. What started as a modest effort to enhance press brake technology quickly evolved into a revolution in fabrication machinery. The introduction of the AccurShear in 1976 marked a pivotal moment that propelled the company into market leadership. With over 20,000 press brake units operating in North America today, the brand’s commitment to service and value-driven design stands firm.

In India, Accurpress has been active since 2007 and has already surpassed 200 installations, building relationships with industry giants like Godrej, HYVA, Taikisha and Ahura Mazda. Their impression is strongest in Ahmedabad, supported by satellite teams across South India and the Delhi region. This expansion is a testament to the company’s long-term vision of staying accessible and responsive to clients throughout the country.

Vision: Redefining Machine Tool Fabrication in India and Beyond

At the core of Accurpress India’s operational and strategic framework lies a clear vision- to become the benchmark of innovation and precision in the machine tool industry. This vision may seem ambitious, but it's rooted in a history of technical leadership and relentless improvement.

The company envisions a future where automation, accuracy and productivity go hand in hand. Accurpress doesn't just provide machinery - it provides solutions designed to boost its clients’ operational efficiencies. The machines are developed with user-centric design, minimizing complexity while maximizing output. The vision is clear to empower manufacturers with tools that elevate their capabilities without compromising on ease of use or safety.

This aspirational yet practical outlook is evident in their product lines. Whether it’s the Absolute Series press brake or precision-engineered shears, every machine reflects the brand’s commitment to making high-performance technology accessible.

Mission: Innovation, Service and Manufacturing Excellence

A company’s mission can often act as its compass and for Accurpress India, this mission aligns seamlessly with its global heritage. Accurpress operates with a defined mission to deliver high-quality equipment that enhances customer success through innovative engineering and reliable service.

This mission is not just confined to product delivery - it encompasses pre-sales consultation, after-sales support, customized tooling and training. Accurpress may also provide clients with tailored automation solutions that integrate into their existing systems, thereby minimizing transition times and increasing ROI.

Moreover, the company emphasizes close collaboration with clients to ensure that their specific fabrication challenges are addressed. This mission of responsiveness and innovation positions Accurpress not just as a vendor, but as a long-term partner in production.

Core Values: What Drives Accurpress?

At the heart of Accurpress India’s operational culture are the core values that shape both its internal ethos and external commitments. These values act as guiding principles that influence every product, interaction and decision.

Precision with Purpose

Precision is not a catchphrase - it’s a practice. Every machine is engineered with attention to detail, ensuring that tolerances are met consistently. Clients may rely on this precision to meet tight deadlines, reduce rework and maintain quality standards.

Customer-Centric Innovation

The company continually adapts its offerings based on customer feedback. This may include software upgrades, enhanced tooling options or ergonomic designs that simplify operations. The intent is always to make the operator’s job more efficient and effective.

Integrity and Reliability

Accurpress builds trust by standing behind its products. From warranty commitments to service turnaround times, integrity plays a key role in its business relationships.

Knowledge Sharing and Training

The brand invests in operator training and product education. Through demos, workshops and hands-on guidance, Accurpress ensures clients understand how to leverage the full potential of their machinery.

These values are embedded into daily operations, creating a corporate culture that balances performance with purpose.

Strategic Roadmap of Accurpress: Engineering the Future

India’s growth trajectory is no accident - it’s the result of calculated planning and strategic investments. The roadmap ahead focuses on four key pillars:

Expanding Regional Presence

While headquartered in Ahmedabad, the company aims to strengthen its presence in untapped regions across India. This expansion includes establishing local service hubs and stocking spare parts to minimize downtime for customers.

Product Line Diversification

Accurpress continues to refine and broaden its product portfolio. This may involve developing new variants of press brakes with advanced CNC press brake systems or introducing next-gen turret punch presses with better energy efficiency.

Smart Automation Integration

The future of fabrication lies in intelligent automation. Accurpress may integrate more Industry 4.0-compatible features, such as remote diagnostics, real-time monitoring and predictive maintenance alerts, into their machines.

The Accurpress Journey: From North America to South Asia

Looking at the company’s timeline offers valuable insights into how vision and execution covers:

1973: Ted Hilton founds Accurpress in North America, introducing the AccurShear to the product line in 1976.

1998: International expansion begins with the opening of a manufacturing unit in Shanghai, China, under Tim Hilton. Over 3,500 machines now operate across China and Southeast Asia.

2007: Accurpress enters the Indian market, planting its roots through strategic installations.

2011: Establishment of Accurpress India Machinery Pvt. Ltd. as a wholly owned subsidiary, formalizing its commitment to the region.

Each phase of this journey reinforces the company’s growth strategy: identify need, deliver excellence and build trust.

Conclusion: A Trusted Partner in Industrial Evolution

Accurpress India is more than just a machinery provider - it is a trusted partner in the industrial evolution of India. The company’s focus on precision engineering, innovation and customer-centricity continues to shape its success in the fabrication market. With a clear vision, well-defined mission and unwavering values, Accurpress may continue to influence the future of manufacturing both in India and across global markets.

The strategic roadmap suggests a forward-thinking approach. Whether you’re a business looking to enhance production or an industry professional exploring technology partner, Accurpress India stands as a name you may count on.

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What to Look for in Herbal Extracts Manufacturers in India

Introduction

As the demand for plant-based wellness, cosmetic, and nutraceutical products rises globally, businesses are actively seeking herbal extracts manufacturers in India who offer high-quality, sustainable, and customized solutions. Whether you're sourcing herbal extracts, oil extracts, or partnering with a fragrance manufacturer, the right supplier is key to delivering premium formulations.

India, with its rich biodiversity and Ayurvedic legacy, is home to many natural product manufacturers. But how do you choose the one that meets your quality standards and business goals?

This guide will help you understand what makes a manufacturer reliable — and why leading companies partner with Nuleaf Naturals, one of the top herbal extract and oil extracts manufacturers in India.

Mastery in Botanical Extraction Technologies

A manufacturer’s expertise in extraction techniques directly impacts the purity, efficacy, and safety of the final product. At Nuleaf Naturals, we combine traditional herbal wisdom with modern science using advanced extraction technologies such as:

Supercritical CO₂ Extraction (SCFE): Ideal for solvent-free, potent herbal and oil extracts — widely used in cosmetics and nutraceuticals.

Steam Distillation: Best suited for aromatic compounds and essential oils, preserving delicate fragrance notes.

Short Path Distillation: Useful for high-purity concentrates with minimal heat degradation.

Solvent Extraction: Effective for herbs where other methods may not deliver optimal yields.

By investing in cutting-edge infrastructure, we ensure our extracts meet international quality benchmarks.

Certifications That Guarantee Quality and Compliance

Regulatory compliance is non-negotiable when choosing herbal extracts manufacturers in India. Top-tier suppliers should offer:

GMP Certification (Good Manufacturing Practices)

ISO Certification for quality assurance

FSSAI Registration to ensure food-grade safety

HACCP Certification for hazard analysis and critical control

These certifications demonstrate a manufacturer's commitment to standardized processes and safety protocols. At Nuleaf Naturals, we maintain rigorous quality systems backed by all essential certifications.

Extensive Product Portfolio and Customization Options

A good natural product manufacturer offers not only variety but also customization. At Nuleaf Naturals, our comprehensive product line includes:

Herbal Extracts (e.g., Ashwagandha, Brahmi, Tulsi, Turmeric)

Essential & Oil Extracts (e.g., Lemongrass, Eucalyptus, Lavender)

Oleoresins, Hydrosols, and Fragrance Compounds

Custom Ayurvedic Formulations for wellness and skincare brands

We also offer tailored services including:

Custom potency levels and particle size

Private/white labeling

Third-party testing and documentation

Bulk supply and formulation assistance

This flexibility ensures that our clients get exactly what they need for product development.

Transparent Testing and Full Documentation

Trustworthy manufacturers provide full transparency through lab reports and third-party testing. Nuleaf Naturals guarantees:

Certificates of Analysis (COA) for every batch

Heavy metal and pesticide screening

Microbial testing to ensure safety

Batch-specific traceability

This documentation builds trust with your end customers and helps you stay compliant with global safety standards.

Environmentally Responsible and Ethical Manufacturing

Sustainability is no longer optional — it’s a key value proposition. As an eco-conscious herbal extract manufacturer, Nuleaf Naturals is committed to:

Green extraction techniques with minimal solvent waste

Eco-friendly packaging and waste reduction policies

Ethical sourcing directly from certified organic farms

By choosing a sustainable manufacturing partner, your brand benefits from environmental stewardship and stronger consumer loyalty.

Dependable Supply Chain and Bulk Production Capacity

When scaling your operations, you need a manufacturer that can deliver high volumes without compromising quality. At Nuleaf Naturals, we offer:

Bulk herbal extracts and oil extracts with reliable restocking

Global shipping and export support

Custom contract manufacturing for long-term partnerships

White labeling and B2B collaboration models

With a robust supply chain and on-time delivery, we help your business maintain consistency and meet market demand efficiently.

Proven Industry Experience and Global Clientele

Before finalizing your supplier, evaluate their industry track record. At Nuleaf Naturals, we bring:

Over a decade of experience in herbal extraction

Partnerships with nutraceutical, personal care, and wellness brands globally

Client testimonials that reflect satisfaction, reliability, and professionalism

Our success lies in helping brands around the world create high-performing, natural products that customers love.

Conclusion

Selecting the right herbal extracts manufacturer in India goes beyond product sourcing—it's about building a strategic partnership. From technical expertise and regulatory compliance to customization and sustainability, Nuleaf Naturals offers a complete solution for businesses looking to scale with confidence.

Whether you’re a wellness startup or an established beauty brand, our team is ready to co-create high-quality formulations that align with your values and market goals.

Partner with Nuleaf Naturals — a trusted fragrance manufacturer and supplier of premium herbal and oil extracts — and unlock the full potential of nature-powered innovation.📞 Contact us today for bulk orders and B2B partnerships! +91 9866760001

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LUXURIOUS CARS TRANSPORTED BY SAN JOSE AUTO SHIPPING

Safely Transporting Luxurious Cars

Imagine a luxurious car sitting in a workshop. Its inside is pristine, with leather seats and shiny controls. Transporting it isn't just about speed; it’s about safety. A professional car carrier company with a fully insured car shipping options knows how to handle these cars without any damages. They use a modern equipment to secure the vehicle firmly. It's not just about getting from one place to another. It’s also about keeping every piece intact, from the dashboard to the tiniest knobs. These carriers are trained in how to load and unload high-end cars carefully. They plan routes that avoid rough roads and sharp turns. During the trip, the driver keeps the interior safe from dust and dirt. They often cover the car to protect it from weather. Clear communication between the car owner and carrier is key.

The goal is simple: deliver the car in perfect condition. This process requires attention to detail and years of shipping experience. Car owners trust these carriers because they know their luxury car is in good hands. Transporting a luxurious car with cool interiors is about more than just shipping a vehicle. It’s about protecting a valuable investment from start to finish.

CARS WITH STYLISH DESIGN THAT SAFELY TRANSPORTED

Finding a reliable auto transporting guide on how to choose a trustworthy shipper and what to look for is necessary before transporting your luxury car, to make sure you are equipped with the right knowledge before committing to the right car shipping service to handle your vehicle with care and deliver it smoothly. Doing your homework helps you pick a trusted company and keeps your car protected.

A good car carrier keeps your vehicle safe and arrives on time. Take the time to find the right transport service and drive with confidence. Your luxurious car deserves the best, so choose wisely before shipping it.

Car collectors who want these automotive masterpieces should know the cost per mile to ship cars across state lines. Premium vehicles with such carefully crafted interiors just need special handling during transport.

Professional services like Lucky Star Auto Transport know exactly how to move high-end sports cars. If you want your car shipped without stress, they are the team to trust. Their experienced team understands that vehicles with Carbon Skin® materials or 64-color ambient lighting systems are valuable investments that deserve careful attention throughout the journey.

SETTING THE FUTURE OF COOL INTERIOR DESIGN

Electric power-trains are reshaping what car makers can do with automotive interiors. EV's give designers complete freedom to re-imagine the cabin experience, unlike traditional vehicles limited by bulky engines and transmission tunnels.

How Electric Vehicles Are Changing Car Interior Style

EV architecture offers key advantages for interior design. Native EV's can optimize battery packaging in a simple, rectangular shape at the vehicle's floor. This creates flat cabin layouts that add up to 10% more interior space compared to traditional vehicles with the same wheelbase. Designers can now create innovations that were impossible in conventional cars.

EV manufacturers now lean toward minimalism and spatial efficiency. Tesla led this shift with sleek, button-free cabins that feature a single large central screen. Other manufacturers across the industry have adopted this design philosophy. This less-is-more esthetic aligns with changing buyer priorities, as user experience ranks among the top factors for EV buyers.

Modern EV interiors now feel more like versatile, homelike spaces. They feature "living room" style seating, automatic climate control systems, and flexible configurations. The Chrysler Synthesis Cockpit concept at CES showcases this trend with its 37.2-inch infotainment screen and AI assistant. Hyundai's IONIQ Concept Cabin takes it further with seats that swivel to face passengers toward each other for better social interaction.

Sustainability has become the lifeline of modern EV interior design. More manufacturers use recycled, upcycled, and bio-based materials. The Kia Concept EV2 shows this approach with liquid-formed textiles that eliminate waste through a no-weave process. It also features mycelium-based components with excellent insulation properties and AmpliTex™—a bio-based composite from flax fibers that cuts weight while maintaining strength.

Smart cockpit technology sets modern EV's apart with integrated human-machine interfaces and connectivity. These systems create individual-specific experiences through sensors, cameras, and biometric technologies that adjust settings based on user priorities. The future integration of augmented reality heads-up displays (AR-HUDs) will project navigation and hazard warnings onto windshields. This helps drivers makes a wise decision while keeping their eyes on the road.

WHY CHOOSING THE RIGHT TRANSPORTER MATTERS

Transporting luxury interiors requires attention to detail at every stage. The goal is to deliver your luxury car safely and gets to the new location in perfect condition. It’s about trust, skill, and doing a proper research. This careful and smart approach makes sure every detail of a luxury car’s interior looks perfect, no matter the distance.

When professionals handle luxurious vehicles, car owners can relax knowing their prized possessions are in safe hands. It’s a level of service that combines experience with passion for quality.

Take the time to find the right nationwide car transportation services and drive your luxury car with confidence. Your car deserves the best, so choose wisely before moving it.

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BEST CAR TRANSPORTER RENTAL GUIDE ON LUXURIOUS CAR DESIGN

Top Car Models With Amazing Interior Design

Moving a luxury vehicle with a luxurious car interiors needs careful planning and safety measures is a must. You need to choose a reliable car carrier with years of professional experience handling luxury cars to guarantee safety during transport like the San Jose auto transport services that guarantees your luxurious car arrives to your preferred destination in pristine condition!.

Open air carriers face exposure to the elements, yet they handle about 97% of all car shipments across the country. These carriers remain popular because they cost less and you can find them easily. The right preparation becomes even more important for vehicles with upscale cabin designs.

Preparation Steps for Luxury Vehicles

A reliable car transporters follow specific steps when they handle cars with high-end interiors. A deep clean of both interior and exterior surfaces helps spot any existing damage. Taking detailed photos from multiple angles creates a visual record that helps resolve any disputes about the vehicle's condition.

You must remove all personal belongings because shipping insurance won't cover these items. Cars with custom interiors that feature premium materials like sustainably sourced wood or hand-stitched leather upholstery need extra protection such as: • Cloth covers on seats and interior surfaces to prevent scratches • Plastic protective layers that act as a barrier against dust and debris • Special floor mats to keep dirt and grease away from carpeting

SECURITY MEASURES DURING TRANSPORT

The way carriers secure vehicles plays a big role in protecting luxury interiors. Leading companies no longer use chains because they can damage frames and paintwork. Nylon wheel tie-downs have become the industry standard because they:

Never touch the vehicle's frame or chassis

Put pressure only on the rubber tires

Stay firmly in place during transit

Keep the vehicle from rolling and damaging interior components

Good drivers check strap tightness regularly to keep vehicles secure. This watchfulness matters even more for cars with advanced features like massage seats or complex digital displays that could break from sudden movement.

SAFETY TRANSPORT METHODS IN CARS WITH LUXURIOUS INTERIORS

Shipping a car with a luxurious interior needs careful planning. Choose a best car transporter rental that specializes in high-end vehicles. Make sure the car is clean before pickup to check for any existing damage. Secure the car with quality straps to avoid dents or scratches during transport. Remove valuable items and disable alarm systems for safety. Always inspect the vehicle thoroughly before and after shipment. Confirm insurance covers damages in case an accident occurs.

Cars on open carriers stay visible throughout the trip. This visibility helps prevent theft and lets drivers check them easily. Still, vehicles with extremely valuable interiors might benefit from enclosed transport despite the higher cost.

Insurance Considerations

Insurance coverage stands as the most vital security measure during transport. Most open carrier services offer full coverage between $100,000 to $250,000 in motor cargo insurance and over $750,000 in liability protection. You should verify insurance details before picking a transport company.

Look closely at insurance offerings and liability limits when you get quotes from transporters. Legitimate companies display their motor carrier numbers—eight-digit USDOT identifiers that let them move vehicles across state lines.

Transport companies that follow these preparation and security steps help luxury vehicles reach their destinations in perfect condition. Car manufacturers trust open air transport to ship their new vehicles, which shows how reliable this method can be with the right protocols.

Owners of luxury vehicles with exceptional interior craftsmanship should pick a transport company that has shown expertise in handling high-value automobiles. This choice gives peace of mind throughout the shipping process.

Top Sedans With Cool Interiors

Luxury sedans showcase the finest automotive craftsmanship. They blend performance with interiors that match five-star hotels. Shipping these premium vehicles needs careful planning since minor mishandling can damage their beautiful cabins.

SHIPPING SUCCESS IN SAFELY MOVING LUXURY SEDANS

Lucky Star Auto Transport has become the go-to choice for shipping luxury sedans across the United States. This 11-year-old family-run vehicle transport company brings 19 years of international driving expertise to the luxury auto transport sector. They operate 80-foot, 10-car carriers built specifically to move premium vehicles safely.

Lucky Star Auto Transport stands out from other shipping companies in New Jersey and nationwide through their straightforward service approach. They're not a broker company like their competitors. This direct model cuts out middlemen and keeps communication clear throughout shipping. Their customers appreciate the promise that "the Bill of Lading will never contain surprise charges".

Luxury sedan owners find this transparency particularly helpful. The company includes insurance coverage in their rates, which protects vehicles with premium interiors. They serve customers nationwide from their San Jose, California headquarters and their second office in Exeter, New Hampshire.

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Vertical Centrifugal Pump Guide

SMS Pumps & Engineers is a leading manufacturer & Provider of different type of pumps, mechanical seals, and valves. We involve ourselves in making and establishing detailed and efficient pumping options. We accomplish this with study & advancement and comprehensive screening. One such series of reliable pumping items is vertical centrifugal pump. The series consists of vertical inline pumps and vertical multistage pumps.

This blog allows you to discover concerning the collection of vertical centrifugal pump from SMS Pumps & Engineers. Know much more about the functions, applications, and advantages of vertical centrifugal multi stage pumps and vertical inline pumps. Vertical centrifugal pumps are innovative and are considerably different than horizontal centrifugal pumps. Identify the distinction between straight and vertical centrifugal pump.

The Key Difference & Capability

A vertical centrifugal pump has an up and down-oriented shaft. The style of the shaft is radial split and overhang. Before picking between the two types of pumps, you are required to consider factors such as maintenance, instalment space, functionalities, and applications. Vertical centrifugal pump fit when you have a minimal area. They are ideal for fluids with high temperatures and pressure and have a wide variety of applications.

The vertical centrifugal pumps are coupled with electric motors. The impeller gets linked over the shaft with the electrical motor that turns at a predefined rate and produces a centrifugal effect. These premium quality vertical centrifugal pump is operated by a direct-drive electric motor and have high-performance information regarding flow rate. The robust building of these pumps stays clear of making use of interior mechanical seals. The mechanical seals are commonly interchangeable.

The open impeller allows continuous pumping of even filthy liquids or media including small solids. The construction and style of these pumps make them trustworthy for ensured continuous operation and make certain long life. For specialized services customized to your demands, take into consideration speaking with a pioneer centrifugal process pump manufacturer.

Advantages

Vertical centrifugal pumps have high chemical and thermal resistance since they are durable in construction.

They are suitable for constant procedures.

They are very easy to set up even without interrupting the piping.

They are often available and compatible with low-cost extra parts.

They are reliable and have higher applicability even with very filthy fluids or media containing tiny solids.

They are quick and easy to preserve.

Vertical Pumps from SMS Pumps & Engineers

RVMS Series Vertical Multistage Pumps

RVMS is a vertical non-self-priming multistage centrifugal pump driven by a basic electric motor. The motor output shaft directly gets in touch with the pump shaft with a coupling. The pressure-resistant cylinder and flow passage elements get fixed between the pump head and inlet & outlet area with tie-bar bolts. The inlet and electrical outlet go to the pump base at the same plane. For certain insights right into self-priming pump innovations and services, think about consulting with a reputable self priming pump manufacturer.

RVMS pumps are stainless steel vertical multistage pumps available in large ranges and sizes. Pumps obtain provided with 150 # and 300 # ANSI flanges.

SMS Pumps & Engineers vertical multistage pumps appropriate for pumping little destructive liquids. They are created with conventional cast iron bases and stainless steel flange links.

Applications

Water supply: water purification, transferring liquid to water jobs, pressure enhancing of the main line, stress boosting in high-rise buildings.

Industrial: stress improving, process flow water system, cleaning up system, high-pressure washing system, fire-fighting system, commercial fluid transfer, A/C, central heating boiler feed water application, condensing system.

Water therapy: ultrafiltration system, reverse osmosis system, distillation system, separator, swimming pool.

Irrigation: farmland irrigation, spray watering, dripping watering.

RVI80 Series Vertical Inline Pumps

These kinds of pumps are easy to mount even without disturbing the piping. These are close-coupled pumps and don't require extra room, inflexible base, or placement. The impeller gets mounted on the electric motor shaft, and the pump adaptors are compatible with the same collection of pump sizes. These pumps are provided with mechanical seals and flush lines to cool seal faces.

Applications

Stress-enhancing systems

Apartment buildings

Industrial procedure systems

General circulating water solutions

Home heating and A/c

At SMS Pumps & Engineers, we are devoted to pumping options, that's why we call ourselves the pump individuals. We have a seasoned group of engineers and a comprehensive, in-house screening facility for reliable pumping remedies.

SMS Pumps & Engineers can aid you choose pumps and systems based on your application needs. You can seek advice from us to understand even more regarding our vertical pumps - vertical inline pumps and vertical multistage pumps. SMS Pumps & Engineers strives to offer the best quality thermic fluid pump products at competitive prices with Minimum preparation. We offer quick turnaround on queries and support with a team all set to serve you.

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Cables & Wires — Premium Quality by Ksquare Energy

One of the prominent manufacturers and suppliers of solar cables and wires in Ahmedabad, Gujarat, for quality cables and wires is Ksquare Energy. Ksquare Energy strives to offer durable and quality wiring solutions, and as such, it deals in a variety of products, such as industrial, solar, and domestic cables, at reasonable prices.

House Wiring and Cables — Ensuring Safe Power Distribution

More Details on : A Brief Guide About Solar Cables

Solar Cables — Efficient & Weather-Resistant

Ksquare Energy deals with solar cables designed to withstand rigorous environmental conditions. Solar wires we produce are weatherproof, UV-resistant, and strong enough to withstand harsh climate conditions, giving long-lasting solar power system performance. As a reliable solar cable producer, we make sure our products meet global safety standards to ensure they’re the ideal choice for solar panel installations.

Industrial and Electrical Cables

Besides house wiring cables and solar cables, Ksquare Energy also offers a full variety of industrial application electrical cables. Our power cables and flexible wires are produced using high-quality materials to ensure utmost safety, efficiency, and performance in heavy-duty applications.

Why Choose Ksquare Energy?

High-Quality Production: We manufacture our wires and cables from high-grade materials for strength and safety.

Reasonable Prices: We provide the lowest prices for house wiring and solar cables without any compromise on quality.

Complete Product Line: From cables for houses to solar wires, we cover all your needs.

Reliable Gujarat Supplier: Established in Ahmedabad, we are a top wire and cable manufacturer that is relied upon by industries.

For high-end solar cables, home wiring, and industrial cable, opt for Ksquare Energy — your trusted associate in power solutions. Call us today for the best prices!

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