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[gahmah-raan]

Sketch for Machinus’s second redesign (the original version in the Valkoran-as-a-Sith-cult concept was a cyborg whose only organic component was his head instead of a droid).

Codename: Machinus Real Name: Cid Geero Homeworld: Glee Anselm Species: Formerly Nautolan, until he transferred his consciousness to a droid to save his own life Gender: Male Age: 3500+ years Affiliation: Old Jedi Order; Valkoran Empire Equipment: Lightsaber with hilt-guard, wrist blasters, electro-absorbers for countering EMPs and Ion weapons in his prehensile cranial tentacles, multi-jointed legs with clawed feet, dash and hover jets jets; repulsor fields Other facts: Lead tech director in the Valkoran Empire; Formerly an engineer with the Jedi Order. Due to no longer having an organic body, he's practically lost his connection to the Force. However, he's made many modifications to his body to compensate for his loss, and is just as effective a combatant as he was when he was a living being. Adopted Neur as a surrogate daughter after saving her from an abusive upbringing with the Nightsisters and created her cybernetic lekku replacements.

[crisicsgames]

SPACE MARINE II BOSS CARNEFICE MACHINUS DIVINITUS PIANETA AVARAX

[verysleepyfrog]

penus machinus

[recordstellar-official]

Bootstraps and Philogenesis

Scene 2: A second intermission before the quarter rest

9th of Thermidore Y227 2nd Unity

There was nothing going on. And it was a good time to figure out what some of these nicknames were. Dulni twisted the prism in her hand, letting the light reflect off of the silver at its core. "Sandwich?" Dulni asked.

"...oh that. It's nothing. Really," Lialka replied.

"Besides, didn't he say calling the etching was only for emergencies?"

"I think your dad would agree that intense boredom is itself an emergency," Dulni quipped back.

"Oh no, you're right. You're right and worse, you sound like my brother."

"By the way, how is he? Are you ever stopping by Dragon Spire?"

"He's doing well. Just got him out of retirement, so he's not too happy about that," Lialkareplied. "We've got all of Feygard as a priority anyway. By the way, is that all you have going on? A relic hunt thrown on you by my dad?"

"Yeah. It's probably going to be a quick round trip though. I doubt we have enough equipment or supplies to camp overseas for long."

"Oh we don't need either," Kip replied.

"What?" Dulni asked.

"What we have stowed away below decks is worth the extra charges spent to have it delivered in transit."

"Oh that thing you had us waiting for before we left early," Kellarin quipped.

"Yeah, before the mist kicked in earlier than I had planned," Kip replied.

Dulni shrugged.

"Ok, so what's getting us in and out fast?"

"I'll explain when you're done with your friend. I don't need the State listening in on my plans."

"She's a friend. She can be trusted."

"Not as long as she or any of her own wear a badge, they can't. At least not by me. And by extension you when you're working for me or with me. Got it?"

A click sounded on Lialka's end as she heard Dulni hang up. Typical Dulni. Always fighting. Too bad she didn't have a chance to warn them of the reef just off the continent. She chuckled. She may be working for a coercive construct built on collective agreement, but L.A.D.D.E.R was the closest thing to a legitimate anarchy she'd ever seen. There was no central authority, just rank awarded through competency and merit. Administrators were masters at skills related to their contracted specialty or department. The only authorities they could even be considered beholden to were the plane of Augur-machinus and the union of Valsien/LirinThael Koirrym, the latter of which funded the expeditions and special assignments that allowed for the free travel and loose diplomacy extended to their agents. It was better than having to found your own guild. Lialka mused on thoughts related as she walked to a cupboard in the galley to grab herself a drink. Juhn voice echoed up through the staircase leading to the bunks.

"Sister, do you have any of those dream catchers you put away?"

Juhn. He was in the hallway. Outside the room he had led Raina to.

"Do you need help getting the couches installed?"

Juhn watched as Lialka's shadow extended toward the chime-ladder.

"Yes, actually that would be appreciated."

[maximuswolf]

What is the best grinder for dark beans and espresso? (only)

What is the best grinder for dark beans and espresso? (only) I need a grinder that can handle making consistent, fine espresso grounds from dark/french roasted beans without clogging (or a number of other issues). I have had problems with using grinders to make fine grounds from darker beans. They don't handle the oil and particle size well at all. I am frustrated with bad designs and low quality mechanisms.I do not need dosing, timing, weighing, or anything fancy. I don't even care if it can make french press or drip grounds. I want fine grounds and NO complications from the machine. I am willing to pay if the grinder has higher quality parts. Is there a grinder that does this well? Submitted January 14, 2023 at 10:36PM by machinus https://ift.tt/5TMFJjl via /r/Coffee

[suwnakajuhrenschmuck]

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[qserasera]

out of curiosity just checked out the rankings of some asian novels on a novel translation site, and some really bland and conflict-free stories are ranked on the first page, whereas some of mxtx’s realllly good works aren’t even ranked until past #300 or #400 for most popular novel or whatever

anyways popularity might mean some things but it doesn’t always indicate quality as much as one thinks it does  idk idk  

(and urgghhhh the conflict-free wish fulfillment one really irks me because of they don’t use any showing and telling to indicate anything about the mc at all like its just all

a servant character encounters the MC: oh what a kind and beautiful lady she is i can tell by her voice and appearance

vs. a different, slightly more realistic story that gives an MC motivations for how she interacts with others that i’m really enjoying

a servant character encounters the MC: she looks a lot better since she switched to colorful clothing and also she is kind because she gave me a good amount of money for a dowry and offered to give me some days off to check on the sick parent of a love interest of mine )

[normal-horoscopes]

Collected notes on hypnoflora:

Nyctomorph: Literally meaning “night-form“ this term has come to mean the broader classification of the more general “shadow figure“ or “shadow people“. Mature specimens often manifest white faces or glowing red eyes.

Phobophage: Class phobophaga generally refers to any hypnofauna that both intentionally induces and feeds off fear. Many occultists consider the label to be over-applied.

Psychopomp: Rare for hypnoflora, as their hypozoological niche is often filled by explicit religious entities. Proper identification in the wild can be difficult due to their rarity.

Magestary: Class magestara contains hypnofauna that engage in a sort of spiritual mutualism with soul-baring creatures, exchanging knowledge for some form of hypnobiological benefit.

Simulacrum: A theoretical class posed by several research organizations who believe that entities engaging in mimicry are their own species, while others argue the forms of hypnofauna to be inherently fluid.

Machinus: Observed in the wild as early as 1880 but specimens have only been captured live for study recently. Creatures of essential entropy that inhabit machines, feed on mechanical order and excrete chaos.

Aediad: From the greek for wire. A divergence of the nymph line, evolved to exploit emerging niches in abandoned human structures. Emergence is rare, and few protected sites are recognized globally.

Paraxata: The Paraxata is a fairly common manifestation of pseudo-magestary. Always manifest as feline, though with ample visual diversity. Offers guidance of dubious use, the nature of their advice has so far confounded researchers.

Quaestiona: Creatures of order Quaestiona tend to manifest as stationary, taking forms akin to statues or large plants, but are defined by their chief food source being riddles.

Canis Noctis (Black Dog): There is debate as to whether the Canis Noctis is a true magestary. Their canid manifestation seems to parallel their role as guides or benevolent omens of danger.

Tooth Fish: The Piscis Dentis or “tooth fish�� is one of the most common hypnopredators encountered, inhabiting the estuary between the deep self and the collective unconscious. Often a sign one has strayed too far from their own mind.

[art-blogge]

mach and izi and thursday.txt

Izi slowly roused himself to the sound of a stalling motorcycle. It wasn't until he realized the bike was in his garage that he picked his head off the counter, and searched for the source of the sound. He hasn't had any bikes in the shop recently, and he'd have heard the bell ring if a customer had arrived.

Not too far away from him, a rather intimidating man was manually pulling his bike further into the garage. He noticed Izi staring, and stopped to lean on his bike and wipe his brow. "Y'gonna stare at me, dude, or are you gonna help?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. Izi was quick to nod and slide off his seat, going straight to his assistance. He'd learned better than to annoy the intimidating guys- They were the loud ones.

Once the bike was safely fastened to the proper machinery, Izi immediately got to work on repairing it. He didn't need to ask what was wrong- It was an engine problem, no doubt. He'd fixed bike engines plenty of times- This one would be no different.

What turned out to be different was the owners's willingness to help him. Most customers would just sit back and watch, or even leave while Izi worked. This one gladly fetched tools for him- Something Izi greatly appreciated. With the owner's help, the bike was repaired in record time. Before Izi could even say he was done, a wad of cash was shoved into his face.

"Take it, dude," the owner beamed, "You really did me a solid!" Izi bowed his head as he accepted the payment, then looked back at the owner. He was going to ask a question to him, when the sound of screeching tires penetrated the heavy summer air. Izi flinched, then backed away from his customer. "Y-you mm-mmay want to leave," Izi stammered, giving the door a fearful glance, "This guy's rrreal rude.."

The door was broken down for the seventh time that month, and Izi instinctively recoiled away from the offensive shade of red that entered shop. "You know what I want, dogmeat! It's Thursday on Thursday, give it up!" They cracked their knuckles, then frowned as Izi tried to hide his payment in his pockets.

"Ohh, no you don't! You pay up, dogmeat, or you'll be euthanized faster than a rabid coon!" Thursday approached Izi, and Izi backed away, shaking his head. He opened his mouth to speak, but no matter how hard he tried, no sound would come out. He was rather suddenly slammed against the wall, and the world began to do spins and twirls. Over Thursday's gloating, Izi could hear someone else. They seemed so far away... But maybe, just maybe, this time he could call for help.

He opened his mouth to yell for help, but his genius plan was brought to a grinding halt when Thursday put a hand over his mouth. "Try all you want, dogmeat," Thursday sneered, "I'm getting it no matter how close I come to killing your worthless ass! Hand it over!" Another slam, and silence.

The next thing Izi was aware of was the scent of blood. He sat up in a hurry, feeling his own head and wincing in pain. There didn't seem to be anything in his hair.. But there certainly was blood on the ground... And so was Thursday.

"What the hell are you?!" Thursday yelled, scooting away from the rider, "A vampire?!" The inquiry was met with laughter from the rider, who folded his arms. "I already told you, kid. I'm Mach. Nothing else."

Thursday dragged himself to his feet, looking like a bloody deer in headlights. "Werewolf? Revenant? Elf-?"

"None of those, you red-headed violator! I don't drink blood, I don't shift, I'm not dead, and I definitely don't stand on the sidelines! Now get out of here!!" Mach snarled, assuming a boxing stance. Thursday stared for a few more seconds, before deciding that retreating was the only option and quickly fleeing from the scene.

Mach stood firm, staring at the door Thursday had left through. Only when a car started and drove away did he drop his guard, turning a quick 180 degrees to look at Izi. Izi flinched on sight- Mach had a bloody gash across his face, and bloodstains all over his clothes. Mach seemed to be unaware of his wound, hurrying over to and kneeling next to Izi.

"I'm fine, I think," Izi mumbled, trying to keep eye contact with Mach. His gaze kept drifting to the wound, though, and Izi couldn't help but make a face. It must have been one of disgust, because Mach noticed. "Is there something on my..." He trailed off, finally noticing the gash. He gave Izi a lopsided, sheepish grin before offering him a hand. Izi accepted, and was easily pulled to his feet.

Once Izi regained his balance, Mach began to look around. "You got somewhere I can clean this, or-"

"Yes, sorry! So sorry!" Izi interrupted, lowering his head, "There's the bathroom right over here!" He lead Mach to it, and waited for Mach to shut the door before dropping back to the floor. He was so dizzy, walking those few steps had been a chore.

His head hurt so much. His head pounded with every little sound. Izi just wanted to lay down on the floor and close his eyes. Knowing the risks of such an action, he did it anyway, wishing for an escape from the pain.

When he opened them again, he was in his own bed. Sitting up with some urgency, he ran his hands over his head. No pain. Had it all been a dream? Frowning, he adjusted his jacket as he wondered if he should get up.

... His jacket.

He was still wearing his jacket. As well, everything he'd been wearing previously. With a shout and a stumble, Izi tore out from the covers and rushed out of his room. He was in the middle of the stairs when he was finally able to see the lower floor- and Mach, speaking with his father.

"-And you kept my son safe from harm," his father was saying, his arms crossed as per usual, "I've got no reason to deny your request." His shoulders rose, then dropped- a sigh. "All I'd like from you is to assist Izikiel in the garage. Is that fair?" Mach nodded, giving a thumbs-up with one hand and an okay with the other. "That's totally okay with me, sir!"

"Please, just Warden," came his father's response, waving a hand, "I've got no need for formalities. What I do need..." he trailed off, and looked up at the stairs. Looked up at Izi. "Is for you to come down here, Izikiel."

Before Izi could even touch the last step, Warden began to speak again. "You've already become aquainted with Mach, but I'd like you to get along with him. He's going to be helping out and staying here."

Mach gave Izi a full smile and a small bow while Izi collected what remained of his jaw off the floor. This was certainly going to be a month.

[agardenintheshire]

i only want the technical boys peanus weanus in my machinus

[gahmah-raan]

2008 concept art of Machinus. This is my first design of him as a pure droid (the original vision was a cyborg). Obviously, he would get redesigned again to look less Sith-like and visually stand out from the other Valkoran leaders.

[crisicsgames]

SPACE MARINE II IL REATTORE MACHINUS DIVINITUS SECRET FILE

SPACE MARINE II THE MACHINUS DIVINITUS REACTOR SECRET FILE

[mcnotok]

You.... you call him PEENIE??!?!$?!?!

OANCIRBAJCBSBSJFEB PEMIS-

-demon momma, dying from laughter

Penus machinus

[801s-suggestions]

Machinus eunt domus!

Machini ite domum!

[djnazonaleste]

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