#Robotic Store

[airlinequeen]

[unlockingthefuture]

Retail Become a game-changer in Retail

The Internet of Things is a very important phenomenon for Industry 4.0. The Internet of Things makes life easier for people. Today we see the effect of the Internet of Things in many systems. The world industry has started to move within the framework of the 4.0 revolution. Especially under retail IoT and Smart Equipments are being used extensively to improve customer experience. The DataTech Labs Inc leverages IoT in a way that you can benefit from digital connectivity, data collection, smart stores in order to retain business and increase revenues.

[juliancallos]

"Grasshopper" Polymer clay, acrylic gouache, and acrylic Approx. 4.75" long, 2" wide, 3" tall

Here's my ode to mint chocolate treats like grasshopper cookies and grasshopper pie for Giant Robot Store's Sweet Tooth show, open now!

I love this little guy! The show will run till April 7th, so go check him out in person if you can and see all the other fun work inspired by sweets and snacks 🍭🍪🍩🍰🍬🍦

If you're interested in purchasing this piece, you can find it here.

[crabsnpersimmons]

i'm glad you all enjoyed seeing HYE Y/N!

and i love all the comments about how stylish Y/N is! in reality, they only really dress up for work. and any time they're out for work, they eat out, so that's why most of their outfits in that sketch spread are on the nicer side

here's a comparison of their work attire vs. what they wear at home:

because of their work, Y/N doesn't eat at home often and i mean, why would you when you have hot boyfriends that are more than happy to cook for you ykyk? but because of that, they don't have a lot of fresh food at their apartment, mostly non-perishables like instant noodles, canned food, etc.

also for everyone who wants to date Y/N, you'll have to fight their 7 evil exes /ref their 3 clingy boyfriends:

pro tip: the way to their heart is food! and a listening ear (:

[shirajellyfish]

So many writers put so much work into their robot lore and how the robots work and where the components are and meanwhile I'm just like

High research writers with actual notes on how robots work: I both respect and fear you. And most of all love you.

[cozylittleartblog]

8th annual nick valentine post! fallout 4 npcs Love sitting. they'll see a chair and ask "is anyone gonna sit here" and not wait for an answer. its like nick is on a personal quest to sit in every chair in the commonwealth. if he sees a chair its on sight

its because his joints are bad, obviously. he's like 140

[ludinusdaleth]

"You feel a wave of powerful arcane might hiding this place. This grotto of poetry and beauty and passion, unfolding in the heart of brutalist Aeor."

-Critical Role Campaign 3, Episode 100, "Downfall Part Two"

[outletcrash]

ive been reading the old transformers collectors club magazines! love this guy! (im not done reading alas)

kinda obsessed with combiner teams (steven universe phase is shining through). theyre so much fun from a character design perspective, having to design a robot mode, a vehicle mode, and a limb AND how they all fit together and still look cool in action.

expect some menasor/stunticon art >:)

i also have a solus prime design coming soon!

[futuristichedge]

Lots of emotions for someone who can't emote

[cybertron-smash-or-pass]

G1 Astrotrain

[coredrill]

“bang brave bang bravern” more like “what if your mecha partner boyfriend soulmate loved you so much it saved his life and yours, forwards and backwards into infinity. what if he adopted and played up the persona of a superhero because acting as your knight was the only way he felt like he could stand by your side. what if he believed in you so hard that belief persisted even after he died. TWICE!!! and what if all that love taught you how to be brave enough to save everyone - but most importantly him - in return.”

[whereserpentswalk]

You saw an angel shopping at a convenience store. They were just sort of hanging out. It's actually a myth that all angels are less powerful than all gods, or all serve them. Angels exist to uphold cosmic law, while gods are powerful entities but are free to do what they will with that power.

Anyway, you end up going up to the angel and talking to them. It's slightly awkward at first. You expected them to be both more humanoid and more divine. They have a doll like body, made out of white hard plastic with obvious joints, their wings are made out of pure light, and they have black hair and glowing yellow eyes. They're only wearing a t shirt and baseball hat, nothing else. They seem incredibly uncomfortable being here.

You end up saying hi though, and asking them how they're doing. You realize it's not normal to talk to strangers like that but you're doing it. They seem a bit afraid to talk, but eventually you ask them if they're ok talking, and they say yes, and become ok with it. You offer them an apple, they say it's pretty but they can't eat, and they'll watch over it until it dies.

After talking for a bit they start talking with their boss, whose a very powerful angelic knight. They're negotiating with the fae again, and they need to buy some things that fae like, and they were sent to earth for the first time because thats where things are cheapest. They take this task very seriously, in angel culture one is only valued by their ability to serve their angelic duties, no other entitiy of the cosmos has a culture of such strictness. You show them some things you think might work. The apple was one of them apparently.

You end up complaining about your boss a bit. The angel asks you where you work and you point to the office building across the street from you. The angel said that they found the massive glass towers on earth pretty, that only human cities have them, and they didn't know what they were for. You've never thought of the place you worked as pretty.

The angel asks if you're a boy or a girl in a slightly awkward way eventually, and you explain that you're neither, just like them. They're a bit confused, because they thought humans had two sexes, but you explain that you chose the form you now inhabit. They tell you they would choose to be female if angels were allowed to. They tell you some demons who used to be angels chose genders, but that they'd rather die then fall so it'll never happen to them.

Eventually you have to say goodbye to them. They give you their number, it's an irrational number but your phone will call it all the same. You ask to take a photo of them, and they let you, they ask why and you tell them they're pretty. They became weirdly happy about that. You don't think angels call eachother things like pretty, especially not for just existing, for just being there. When you hug them their body is strangley cold, you remember they're closer to a machine than a human in how their body works, it's strangely calming and refreshing just to touch them. Mabye soon you can touch them again.

[mothcpu]

protect me from what I want

[midnight-mourning]

DCA Promptober Day 8: Trouble

woAH WhATs THIs DoINg HeRE??? Well I mean, it does have Sunhinged in it, so it's still matching the theme

Word count: 994

Content Warning: suggestive themes, lots of smoochin and the likes

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You know, you may not be the most well-traveled individual, but you'd argue you had your fair share of experience when it came to good places to make out. Bedrooms, cars, rooftops, dark corners of house parties, and so on. 

Admittedly, a supply closet was a first for you.

You think the added factor of being the Daycare's supply closet should also count for something. 

You were also making out with a robot, but that didn't get you points in the location category. Maybe in a whole hell of a lot of others though. Wow. Man, if the rest of the security team finds out about this they're never going to let you live it down. You think your co-occupant of the closet, might have similar beliefs.

"Friend~ you're gonna get us in trouble," Sun warns, though it's more a statement than a warning. You almost think he doesn't care at this point.

Good. Though, you can't let him get by with that statement. 

You break your latest kiss, putting a hand under his chin, smirk on your lips, "Sun, I don't think you're in anyway the one who has the right to say that. Especially not with how loud those fans of yours are."

"Well, they wouldn't be so loud if you weren't so, particular, Starlight," His words are in that usual cheerful tone but there's an edge to them.

"Particular?"

He nods once, "You seem to be so utterly determined to mark up my face with those, truthfully, pretty pretty lips of yours, and I have no choice but to return the favor."

"Sun," You coo.

"Friend."

Your fingers wrap around one of his rays before sharply pulling his face down to yours, "You're the one that dragged me in here in the first place."

And to your credit, you hadn't been expecting him to either. You'd been doing your usual patrol for this time of night, when all of the sudden you'd found yourself among the throughs of craft supplies.

You weren't exactly complaining about the situation you then found yourself in. Haveing been quickly lifted up to eye level, hands gripping your waist to help sit you on the shelf you were currently on. Hands which were still wandering your abdomen, having found access under your shirt and greedily soaking up the contact with your skin. Again, you weren't complaining.

"Did I?" He tilts his head, one hand coming up to cup your cheek, thumb pressing down on your lower lip. Inspecting, scrutinizing. It makes you scoff internally.

"Mhm."

You feel him press down just a tad harder, "I'm afraid I don't recall such a thing. Are you sure you're feeling alright, friend?"

"Friend is a bold expression for someone you've been playing tonsil hockey with for the past ten minutes, Sunny," You pull back, wiping your mouth.

He's not impressed by your idiom, "Do you have to use such crude language?"

"Do you have to be so formal?"

He chuckles, "It's a force of habit, Sweetheart. But if it hurt your feelings I'm so very sorry for that."

"Oh I'm sure you-" There's a noise that starts to crackle to life. Your radio. Shit. 

"Hey, anybody been by the Daycare in a bit?"

You wait, hushing Sun when he starts to speak up. 

"Do something about your fans," You hiss.

His rays spin, "It's not something I have total control over, Sunshine."

Someone else answers, "Yeah, think ------- was supposed to swing by. All clear over there?"

Well now you don't have a choice, unless you want to risk someone walking over here and finding, this. 

You pray no one can hear the background noise surrounding you, "Yeah, all good. The Attendant wanted to show me some drawings. You know how he is," You can feel the irritation radiating off of him at that comment, you continue, "I'll be heading back in a few."

"Ten four."

The walkie stays dead after that. 

You relax with a sigh, "Christ."

"And thus you've proven my point," Sun says, matter of factly. 

You scoff, "Sure."

"If you weren't so insatiable, you might be on your way by now."

You call bullshit on that one. You could make up any excuse on the spot and the other guards would buy it. No one at this place cared that much. Your timing isn't the problem at all.

Rather, it's the issue of a closed supply closet having a very noticeable light on, which multiple times has caused curious eyes to come wandering closer. Leading to almost getting caught more than you'd ever like. 

You say as much.

"If you didn't insist on keeping the light on, we might be a little better off," You nod up to the dingy bulb, twirling the string around your finger for emphasis, "What's the matter, think the dimness isn't enough for you-"

Sun snatches your wrist, leering closer, "Lights. On."

You stare at each other; your eyes having widened just a fraction. His expression of course being essentially immobile save for maybe a twitch in one eye you might've imagined. You could never tell if you were just making it up when it seemed his eyes moved. 

His rays tick to one side. He's waiting. 

"Heard," You relent, and in doing so he releases you. 

There's a sharpness to his tone, you can't quite place it, "Wonderful."

You wait a moment. 

"Is that an all clear to continue or...?"

"You really need to get better about these things," Sun's hand rests on your cheek again with a sigh, "Your attractiveness just barely trumps your ability to kill the mood."

"And yet, here you are," You simper.

A click, he leans in closer, "That wasn't merely a suggestion."

"I know," You tip your head up, "But you're gonna have to do better than that. Tick, tock. Unless you really want to risk getting in trouble."

Knowing him, he can't resist that kind of challenge. 

All the better for you.

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You know, there was a fic like this once, and when I checked in on the sb fandom a year ago I found it was gone and that is part of the reason why Confused Spirit exists, shoutout to that author, you brain is/was massive, my other promtobers are here btw. They're not suggestive but some of them do have Sunhinged <3

edit: woke up in a cold sweat bc I realized that this was missing the first two paragraphs, if you saw it before the fix I’m so sorry 😭😭 anywho goodnight it is like 2 in the morning lmaooo

[artsandstoriesandstuff]

A COUPLE OF SKETCH PAGES!!! featuring Moe and Annalise. :)

(Reblogs and comments are appreciated lol)

A little extra story under the cut…

Anna traveled from France to “start a new life” and ended up getting a job at brain works, having Moe as her computer. Moe of course ends up falling in love with her but is unable to tell her anything.

Then the Brain Works uprising happened and. y’know.

(Moe actually doesn’t know whether she escaped or not but presumes she’s dead.)

If you made it this far maybe let me know what you think of her? i know i still need to develop her a bit…

[miptown]

Dollar Store Cyn

She is a horror beyond your comprehension, a cheap knockoff perchance? Known for eating rats off the floor of the dollar store.

Lemme know if you guys wanna see more of the doodles or wanna learn about the joke story she is from.

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Click for more crappy artwork!

**Funfact: she was designed because I was doing silly voice messages with my friends and did a very bad cyn impression