Tripod Turnstile Overview
Tripod Turnstile, Swing Turnstile, and Flap Turnstile( RS Security Co., Ltd: www.szrssecurity.com) are contemporary control tools for pedestrian flows. They are utilized in position where the entryway as well as leave of people need to be managed, such as clever neighborhoods, canteens, hotels, galleries, gymnasiums, clubs, trains, stations, docks, etc area. Using Tripod Turnstile, Swing Turnstile, and Flap Turnstile can make the circulation of individuals orderly.
Tripod Turnstile, Swing Turnstile, Flap Turnstile are used in combination with smart cards, fingerprints, barcodes as well as other recognition system tools to develop a smart access control channel control system; they are utilized in combination with computers, access control, presence, charging administration, ticket systems and other software to form a The intelligent Turnstile Gate detailed monitoring system can recognize functions such as accessibility control, attendance, intake, ticketing, and also current restricting.
This Turnstile Gate management system becomes part of the "all-in-one card" and is set up at flows such as areas, factories, clever buildings, canteens, etc. It can finish various management features such as staff member card travel control, presence at leave job and also meals, and dining.
Tripod Turnstile system features
Fast and hassle-free: read the card in and out with one swipe. Use the accredited IC card and wave it in front of the smart Tripod Turnstile viewers to finish the Tripod Turnstile gate opening and also fee recording work. The card analysis is non-directional and the analysis and also writing time is 0.1 seconds, which is rapid as well as hassle-free.
Safety and security as well as discretion: Use history or neighborhood confirmation, accredited issuance, as well as special identification, that is, the card can just be made use of in this system, and it is safe and private.
Reliability: Card radio frequency induction, stable and trusted, with the ability to court and believe.
Versatility: The system can flexibly set entry as well as exit control personnel consents, period control, cardholder legitimacy and also blacklist loss coverage, adding cards as well as other features.
Versatility: Through consent, the customer card can be made use of for "one-card" administration such as parking, participation, gain access to control, patrol, consumption, and so on, making it easy to understand several uses one card.
Simplicity: Easy to install, basic to attach, the software program has a Chinese user interface and also is very easy to operate.
Tripod Turnstile, Swing Turnstile, and Flap Turnstile( RS Security Co., Ltd: www.szrssecurity.com) are modern-day control tools for pedestrian passages. The usage of Tripod Turnstile, Swing Turnstile, and Flap Turnstile can make the circulation of individuals orderly.
Use the accredited IC card and wave it in front of the wise Tripod Turnstile viewers to finish the Tripod Turnstile gate opening as well as fee recording work.
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being a comic writer and then going into writing spaces is weird and confusing. a lot of the time it's lots of people focused on fanfic. so i go oh cool this isn't for me, so i go to original writing spaces (harder to find. btw.) and they talk about their writing process and all these relatable writer things and i realize i'm not really a writer. my form of writing isn't right for this group. i write scripts with descriptions of how the pages should be laid out, what brush to use, panel breaks, page breaks, only dialogue, in a format not meant to be read by anyone besides me, because the real writing will happen when i draw the page, but then it's not writing it's drawing. i make stories in my head with camera angels, pacing between panels and pages, breaking the established rules of a comic to make something new, and i call daydreaming about this writing (it's not writing). and i'm not really a writer in the same way. so i go oh, ok, this isn't for me, and then i go to original comic writing spaces except that doesn't exist that's just webtoon and then i go home because webtoon is the bane of all creativity
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mulder and diana literally have the most intense divorced energy anyone could ever have...they have the chemistry of two people who've been married for decades and maybe don't wanna be married anymore, maybe aren't married anymore, but once you're married you're grandfathered in. you're always married. haven't touched each other in years, go most days not even considering the other, but owe each other something, and aren't sure of what it is. diana lies and lies and lies to his face, and then dies to save him. she feels entitled to him, she knows what's best for him, what's his is theirs. always. she was there when he got it. she helped him build it. (she tells him herself: "don't forget that"). so much of what she does appears as she's trying to establish a claim over him, but she doesn't have to try. she just is. she's irreproachable. you don't talk about the wife. (and you don't talk to her, as scully and diana arguing is met only with mulder's impatient, "scully...scully...scully.")
any time she comes up in conversation, his friends are uncomfortable. i love the way byers goes "well....yeah?" when scully asks if he knows diana. he says it like he's surprised that scully didn't know about her. when scully won't stop pressing mulder about diana in one son, all three of the boys tense up. the camera keeps going to their reactions. (you don't talk about the wife. they were there. "i always wondered why they split up.")
scully says "special agent diana fowley" as though maybe if she had one more title to throw in, she would disappear. diana says "fox" like she has something to prove. mulder says "diana" like it communicates everything he doesn't say. and in a way, it does. the first time scully heard him call agent fowley "diana," she knew.
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So, a balance of my first ever NaNo:
My final word count was a humble 21,964
(However if I were to count Thursday’s 3K+ writing session, I’d be at 25,380 words… but Nano was over by then lol)
I started out strong and quickly fell off track! I think by Day 7 I was already so upset at not meeting word counts, it was affecting my joy, so I decided to soft quit. I found it ridiculous that I was tuning into the story every day and either drafting a few hundred words, doing good research, fleshing out side characters, or creating graphics, and yet I felt like I was failing because I wasn’t drafting enough. I wanted the freedom to consider all of those things successes, as I would’ve in any other circumstance, so I stopped trying to hit any word counts at all.
(This might already be an existing way of ‘doing Nano’ that I don’t know of, so forgive me if I’m reinventing the wheel here. I didn’t mean to 😅)
However~
All in all, I count it as a resounding success!
I have a lot of content under my belt, and I can now answer a ton of the questions I mentioned in an earlier post!
My setting is a middle-sized, touristic town in California, modeled after mainly Capitola, Santa Cruz, and maybe others from the Central Coast of California.
The action’s set slightly in the past, starts around 2006
I got a lot of research done on surfing and got a couple of athletes I can base my deuteragonist off of (mostly Erin Brooks and Alex Fry)
And I plan on being open and having fun with POV changes: I might still do random head popping all through the book, but my heart’s now set on adding more POV’s towards the last parts of the book to signify the MC opening up to the world and learning to trust others, via us getting to read what people think first-hand (thanks @yary-t for the great references and reassurance!)
(Also I came to write this post two days ago, got distracted tallying the word count, and ended up in the writing session that produced those 3K+ words. So, again, a resounding success.)
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pornstar!satoru who knows there are a million eyes on him, he’s seen his view counts—the whole world has seen his form. He’s cocky, loves knowing just how many people have gotten off to the sight of him.
pornstar!satoru who, despite his infamous confidence, gets nervous when you walk on set and offer him your camera-ready smile. You’re such a pretty thing, the dictionary’s definition of perfect.
pornstar!satoru who can’t help but excuse himself before the shoot, so he can was his face and sate his nerves. Locks himself away in a bathroom just to pull his phone out and google your name—and god does he like what he sees.
pornstar!satoru who is minutes away from having to be balls deep inside of you and can’t help himself from touching himself in the bathroom. scrolling endlessly on his phone, pictures of you in different positions, different little outfits, looking fucking perfect in each one.
pornstar!satoru who cums harder than he has in months, in a porn set bathroom, just to the fantasy of his hand being yours. he feels like a sex-driven teen again, hands clammy as he washes them clean from the receipt of his desperation.
pornstar!satoru who is hard again the second he steps out to find you already naked on the scene bed. your skin looks satin soft against those sheets, eyes soft and lips softer as you watch him stalk over to you. consent checks and camera placement talk goes through one ear and out the other, he can’t get his eyes off you.
pornstar!satoru who forgets he’s a pornstar the moment his hands touch that sweet body of yours. he’s completely fumbling the scene laid out, the scripted dirty talk is forgotten the second his lips open. the only reason cameras aren’t cut is because the filth that leaves his mouth instead is more pornographic than the scene at hand.
pornstar!satoru who presses you down into the mattress in a mean mating press when he’s supposed to have you face down ass up. who would he be to deny himself a long look into those pretty eyes of yours? no way is he losing this opportunity for a paycheck he doesn’t really need.
pornstar!satoru who loses his curated pornstar persona the minute he bottoms out inside of you. his usual moans and groans are replaced with desperate whines of real pleasure. this is sex, he’s a mess of need and want and sweat and god do you look good stuffed full of his cock. he can tell you’re feeling it too, that something else, that electric eroticism that gets lost when you fuck for a living.
pornstar!satoru who can’t stop wondering what you’d look like pinned down in his own bed, away from the harsh light and prying eyes of the production crew. who has such a visceral feeling of dread knowing how many people are going to see you like this, fucked out and cockdrunk by his doing. it’s possession, a need to keep you to himself, sequester you away for his eyes only.
pornstar!satoru who cums ropes way too quickly. he’s usually good at holding his orgasm at bay for long enough to make a porno, but your pussy clenched around his cock was too much, your nails in the corded muscle of his biceps, your lips against his, your body in his fucking vicinity? he can’t help it.
pornstar!satoru who, after filming, invites you back to his for a drink or three, and gets swiftly rejected when you bat your pretty lashes at him and mention your boyfriend waiting for you at home.
pt 2!
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