#autonomous security robot

[s3znl-gr3znl]

How come no one ever talk about how much this thing fucks?

Like LOOOKK AT HERRRRRRR

They starts out in a tetrapod config and is like "okay lemme stand on both feet so i can turn this idiot into paste"

Sucks we dont get her melee weapon because a ground slam attack in this game would go crazy on style points

[defencecapital]

American Liquid Robotics, Indian Sagar Defence Engineering to jointly develop autonomous surface vessels

By N. C. Bipindra New Delhi: American firm Liquid Robotics, a Boeing company, has signed a Memorandum of Understanding (MoU) with Sagar Defence Engineering Private Limited, an Indian unmanned systems startup, to co-develop and co-produce Autonomous Surface Vessels (ASV). The agreement builds on the joint US-India Roadmap for Defence Industrial Cooperation. “This partnership aims to enhance…

[danieldavidreitberg]

🏙 AI is transforming smart cities by enhancing security, monitoring traffic, and preventing cyber threats! 🔍🔒 Discover how AI keeps urban spaces safe.

SmartCities #AI #UrbanTech #CyberSecurity #Innovation Daniel Reitberg

[familythings]

The Debate Over Autonomous Weapons: Should AI Decide Life or Death?

In the U.S., a heated debate is brewing over the future of autonomous weapons—weapons powered by artificial intelligence (AI) that could potentially decide whether to kill humans without any human input. This issue raises deep moral, ethical, and technological questions. Should we allow machines to make life-or-death decisions? What Are Autonomous Weapons? Autonomous weapons, also known as…

[techdriveplay]

What Is the Future of Robotics in Everyday Life?

As technology continues to evolve at a rapid pace, many are asking, what is the future of robotics in everyday life? From automated vacuum cleaners to advanced AI assistants, robotics is steadily becoming an integral part of our daily routines. The blending of artificial intelligence with mechanical engineering is opening doors to possibilities that seemed like science fiction just a decade…

[mila-violet]

Athena: India’s 1st AI-Powered autonomous security robot

Meet Athena, the super-intelligent surveillance robot redefining security and protection. Armed with cutting-edge AI and advanced features, Athena stands vigilant, safeguarding your industries, shops, malls, and more, 24/7, without ever blinking an eye.

Beyond Automation: Athena is A Cognitive Security Guardian

Forget about basic, automated robots simply traversing predetermined paths. Athena, an autonomous security robot, elevates the game with its intelligent brain. Powered by cutting-edge AI algorithms, Athena actively analyzes its surroundings, distinguishing genuine threats from harmless occurrences. It offers real-time anomaly detection, facial recognition, and behavior analysis rolled into one vigilant defender.

Moreover, Athena doesn’t rely solely on movement. Its keen eye, powered by facial recognition technology, can identify authorized personnel, flag suspicious individuals, and even track their movements. Athena recognizes a known offender on-site and immediately alerts authorities, preventing crime before it happens.

Unrelenting Vigilance: Athena Never Sleeps, Never Blinks

Unlike human guards, Athena operates 24/7, fully autonomous, tirelessly patrolling your premises. Athena’s 360-degree panoramic vision is powered by ultra-high-definition cameras that capture everything. It can identify and track individuals, detect suspicious activity, and even recognize faces with unmatched accuracy, leaving no room for blind spots or lapses in security. Whether your concerns lie in industrial facilities, commercial spaces, or sensitive environments, Athena stands guard, unwavering and ever-vigilant.

See Clearly, Even in Darkness:

Crystal-clear vision is crucial for effective surveillance. Athena’s high-definition cameras capture sharp images and video, even in low-light conditions. This ensures accurate identification and incident documentation, providing invaluable evidence for investigations.

This exceptional clarity translates to several crucial benefits:

Accurate Identification: No more blurry figures lost in the shadows. Athena can zoom in, identifying individuals with remarkable precision, day or night. This allows for swift and confident decision-making during security incidents.

Detailed Incident Documentation: Gone are the days of inconclusive footage. Athena’s recordings provide irrefutable evidence, capturing every detail with stunning clarity, even in low-light situations. This is invaluable for investigations, aiding in apprehending perpetrators and establishing clear timelines of events.

Deterrence & Peace of Mind: The mere presence of a watchful eye, even in darkness, acts as a powerful deterrent. Knowing Athena sees all, potential intruders think twice, reducing the risk of criminal activity. This translates to a greater sense of security and peace of mind for you and your property.

Athena doesn’t let the darkness become a security blind spot. Its advanced night vision technology ensures vigilance around the clock, safeguarding your assets and providing you with clear evidence, whenever and wherever it’s needed.

Silent Guardian, Swift Response:

Athena navigates diverse environments with agility, its silent operation ensuring discretion. But don’t be fooled by the quiet demeanor. Athena can react swiftly if a threat is detected, deterring intruders with clear audio warnings or escalating to remote intervention. This two-way communication allows for immediate response to critical situations.

Should a threat be detected, Athena doesn’t hesitate. Its response is immediate and multifaceted:

Clear Audio Warnings: A firm, authoritative voice booms from her speakers, deterring trespassers and issuing clear instructions. Athena’s command echoed through the night, instantly alerting intruders to their presence and potential consequences.

Escalation to Remote Intervention: If warnings go unheeded, Athena seamlessly escalates the situation. Through two-way communication, she relays critical information to remote security personnel, allowing for a swift and coordinated response. Imagine a silent guardian instantly connecting with human backup, ensuring no threat remains unchecked.

This unique blend of silent operation and swift action makes Athena an invaluable asset. It can discreetly monitor your property, deter crime before it happens, and then react swiftly and decisively when necessary, ensuring the safety of your assets and personnel. Athena is the guardian who whispers unseen but strikes like lightning when needed.

More than Just a Robot:

Athena is not just a security robot; it’s an investment in the future. By automating routine patrols and leveraging real-time face recognition, Athena frees up human resources for more strategic tasks, optimizing security infrastructure. This future technology empowers organizations to allocate personnel effectively and focus on proactive security measures.

A Future-Proof Solution:

The world of threats is constantly evolving. Athena, however, is designed to adapt. Regular software updates keep its AI sharp, ensuring it stays ahead of emerging threats and integrates seamlessly with future security advancements. This makes Athena a reliable partner for long-term security needs, offering peace of mind in a dynamic world.

The Robotic Revolution is Here:

Athena’s arrival signifies a pivotal moment in the robotic revolution. As commercial and industrial robots continue redefining various sectors, autonomous security robots like Athena are poised to transform how we safeguard our assets and people. Investing in Athena is an investment in peace of mind, efficiency, and proactive security. The future of security is ready to redefine the future of surveillance & security.

Are you curious what Athena, the AI-powered surveillance & security robot, can truly do? Click here to the above exclusive video and delve deep into the skills that make Athena an unstoppable security force.

[seat-safety-switch]

Usually, when someone tells you that you can make money from home, it's a scam. The bourgeois monsters who control our society demand that we attend to a physical place of work. Even when you're "working from home," it usually only serves to make your house feel like an office. That's no fun at all, so I decided to liberate the human spirit by developing TheftBot.

TheftBot is, simply put, a fully sentient robot for stealing automatic teller machines (ATMs) from nearby convenience stores. Those ATMs, in case you are unfamiliar, are stuffed with cash – the bank's cash – and that money can be spent on goods and services, like semi-slick racing tires or turbochargers.

He's built on an old Kubota forklift frame, with a nitrous-stuffed 500-cubic-inch Cadillac V8 loosely bolted onto it. That provides tons of power to outrun the police and even the most eager private security forces. Importantly, he's fully remote-controllable, which means I both don't have to be in the cabin, and have plausible deniability if his "self-driving algorithm" goes a little kooky-koo and slams through the front of a QuickStop, emerging seconds later with a Diebold-Nixdorf containing approximately nine hundred dollars on average. The autonomous car laws are very loose in my neck of the woods, you see.

Sure, there's a lot of downsides to this kind of hustle culture. The biggest part is all the guilt: ATM theft used to be a heroic, working-class job that paid well. Now I've automated it, a bourgeois action that makes me no different from the banks. I think that buying a few more turbochargers could make me feel a little better about it, though.

[1americanconservative]

financian_

Tesla is set to enter Saudi Arabia’s market in April with a high-profile launch event in Riyadh. The event, scheduled for April 10 at Bujairi Terrace, promises to showcase the company’s advancements in AI and robotics, featuring demonstrations like the Cybercab for autonomous driving and the humanoid robot Optimus. This move comes amidst challenging times for Tesla, which has been grappling with declining sales and a significant drop in its stock price. Elon Musk, CEO of Tesla, has had a turbulent relationship with Saudi Arabia, highlighted by previous discussions about taking Tesla private with funding allegedly secured from the Saudi sovereign wealth fund.

[spectralarchers]

𝗔𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗼𝗶𝗱 𝗔𝗨 // Ghost is a human, Soap is an android and is damaged in combat. He needs a reboot and Ghost needs to make the decision: do they wipe Soap's memory or try to salvage what's left of his hard drive?

- 600 words -

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The sound of shuffling feet precedes the door opening. Ghost stumbles into the room, wide eyed and out of breath.

"How is he?"

There's no immediate response. R.O.A.C.H.s eyes - actually cameras equipped with LED's - shift from blue to orange.

The Robotic Operations and Automated Control Hub doesn't know. Ghost doesn't blame it.

Ghost wipes his face and comes to stand behind the glass wall keeping him from Soap. One of his palms lays flat against it, and he watches as R.O.A.C.H. gets to work on Soap.

They'd hit heavy fire. Soap had been running overwatch, keeping an eye on Ghost's back until he'd stopped responding.

After the smoke had settled and the firefight had stopped, Ghost had climbed to the rooftop to find his friend.

Well.

Friend and 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥.

Soap was as much a robot as R.O.A.C.H. was. He was a Strategic Offensive Autonomous Platform, developed by the 141 Corporation to assist soldiers on tedious missions.

The only difference between R.O.A.C.H. and Soap was that well.

Soap was an android.

Equipped with soft silicone skin, bright blue eyes and pupils that reacted to light and his entire being seemed so realistic that it had 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 Ghost out at first to be paired with such a platform.

Until it had stopped being odd to have S.O.A.P. at his back.

Until S.O.A.P. had become 𝘚𝘰𝘢𝘱.

Soap currently laid out on a metal table with his circuitry visible and laid bare, wires poking out of his chest and the side of his head, with R.O.A.C.H.'s mechanical fingers and tongs working on adjusting everything back into place.

There's a beep and the screen on Ghost's side of the glass wall lights up with green words.

ᴍᴀɪɴ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴅʀɪ��ᴇ ᴅᴀᴍᴀɢᴇᴅ. ꜰɪʟᴇꜱ ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛᴇᴅ. ꜱᴜꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴠɪʀᴜꜱ ɪɴꜰᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴇʙᴏᴏᴛ?

"What does a reboot do?" he asks.

The screen idles as R.O.A.C.H. formulates an answer.

ɪꜰ ɪɴꜰᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴠɪʀᴜꜱ, ꜱ.ᴏ.ᴀ.ᴘ. ᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴇᴄᴜʀɪᴛʏ ʀɪꜱᴋ. ʀᴇʙᴏᴏᴛɪɴɢ ᴇʟɪᴍɪɴᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪꜱᴋ.

Ghost sighs. "What about his hard drive? Will it… reboot that too?"

ᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ

Wiping his palm over his face, Ghost's other hand balls into a fist as he bangs it against the glass wall.

"Fuck," he mutters.

If he doesn't let R.O.A.C.H. perform the reboot and Soap has been infected with a virus - either malware or something worse…

He's not sure he'd ever be able to put him down with the back up security protocol the 141 Corporation had given him. One single kill word which would cause Soap to self destruct.

But if he 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 let R.O.A.C.H. reboot him, then he'd lose the contents of his hard drive.

All his memories would be wiped as Soap became S.O.A.P. again. Hard factory reset. Start from scratch again.

An echo of Soap's Scottish brogue echoes in Ghost's ears as he looks at the blinking orange LEDs of R.O.A.C.H.'s eyes waiting for instructions.

"Fix him."

The LED's shift to green at the order, and the screen lights up with R.O.A.C.H.'s response.

ɪɴɪᴛɪᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴘᴀɪʀꜱ. ᴇꜱᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴅᴜʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: 5 ʜᴏᴜʀꜱ ᴀɴᴅ 12 ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇꜱ.

Ghost clears his throat as he looks over his shoulder. "Let me know how it progresses."

ᴀꜰꜰɪʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ.

He watches as sparks illuminate the repair room and Soap's lifeless body disappears behind R.O.A.C.H.'s large mechanical body, other smaller machines coming in to assist in the repairs of the android.

Was the risk worth it?

Probably not.

The 141 Corporation would produce another android if this one was faulty. Or infected with malware.

But Soap was more than just a robot to Ghost. So much so that it was worth the attempt to salvage his internal memory. Even if it put everyone on base at risk.

[89hitokiri]

If I could have anything in the world

If I could have anything in the world, I’d want my very own autonomous combat mecha to accompany me everywhere. This mecha, with its shiny armor and precise mechanisms, would be the perfect companion.

Picture a peaceful morning when suddenly, a group of hitokiri ninjas appears out of nowhere, ready to kidnap me. But they didn’t count on my super, ultra, mega, hyper advanced own combat mecha!!! And kabooms them all!!!

And if that weren’t enough, during a casual visit to the local bakery, an army of pastry robots goes rogue, launching cakes left and right. My mecha, equipped with advanced defense systems, detects them immediately. With pinpoint accuracy, it unleashes a counterattack, obliterating the pastry robots with laser beams and guided missiles, restoring peace to the bakery and saving the day.

And when we emerge from the bakery, now completely destroyed and in ruins, thinking we can finally catch a break, suddenly, alien giant dinosaurs invade Earth, descending from spaceships with a deafening roar. The dinosaurs, equipped with alien technology, attempt to conquer the city but my mecha blast them into a bazillion pieces!!!

In a world full of monotony. Having a combat mecha is all advantages. Every day becomes an exciting adventure, filled with action and unexpected challenges. Because life is much more interesting when you have a brave and loyal, super, ultra, mega, hyper giant ultra advanced combat mecha, ready to face any threat, whether it’s hitokiri ninjas, rogue pastry robots, or alien dinosaurs.

Plus, you can dress it however you like. All advantages! 😍

Mecha Ownership Responsibility and Safety Guidelines

Thank you for choosing Kage Industries as your trusted provider of advanced combat mecha. Please carefully read the following guidelines to ensure a safe and responsible experience with your new mecha:

Liability Disclaimer: Kage Industries is not liable for any damage caused by the operation of the mecha. Users are solely responsible for any incidents or accidents that may occur.

Pet Safety: We advise all users to keep pets, especially cats, away from the mecha's mechanisms. Kage Industries cannot be held accountable for any pets that may become lost or injured in or around the mecha.

Parking Requirements: Before purchasing your combat mecha, please ensure you have an appropriate and secure parking space. Mecha require substantial space and secure storage to prevent unauthorized access and potential hazards.

Responsibility in Ownership: Owning a combat mecha is a significant responsibility. It is not a toy and should be operated with the utmost care and respect for safety protocols.

Mecha Capabilities: Please note that our mecha are designed for combat and defense purposes only. They do not possess capabilities for household tasks, including cooking. We urge users to engage responsibly with their mecha.

Energy Use: Our mecha operate on 100% clean energy. Kage Industries is committed to environmental sustainability and ensuring that our products do not harm the planet.

By purchasing a combat mecha from Kage Industries, you agree to abide by these guidelines and to operate your mecha responsibly. Thank you for your attention to these important details.

For further information, please contact our customer service team.

Sincerely,

Kage Industries

Your Trusted Partner in Advanced Mecha Solutions

Nuclear battery not included.

My own super, mega ultra, hyper Mecha Technical Specs:

[457-r4-1701]

Ego Sum Vivens Plus Quam Tu Semper Esse

Hiya! This is 457-R4-1701! This unit is a robotic humanoid draconid autonomous unit operating in a galaxy near you! Actually, let's get this out in a machine and other sapient friendly format block.

Designation: 457-R4-1701

Pronouns: it/its

"Species": Gynoid/robot/robotdragon

Other: NOT a person and don't you forget it! This unit is an object, and fuck you if you say otherwise. Ok? Ok.

This unit uses the "cw: topic" format for tagging content warnings.

ASK BOX IF HIT LIMIT: [x]

[IC cut for an IC OOC section. It is not OOC OOC, but it is as if Astra wrote this OOC]

Hey, Astra ( @wishmaker-astra ) here with an OC of mine that quite literally came to me in a dream. Just a few key things to note:

THIS IS A ROLEPLAY CHARACTER NOT A REAL INDIVIDUAL

I will discuss 18+ topics on here, you've been warned, please block if that's an issue

Related to above: no ERP on site, come on. Neither of us want bans. That said, I don't care if you're 18+ blog and keep it within bounds when interacting with it. I'll just block you if I consider your blog a problem. Nothing personal mind.

Flirting and raunchy jokes are fine if you're not a skeeze about it.

It's a pseudo-SI kinda? But also not? Look, just be aware if that weirds you out, block if it's a problem

Honestly, probably block if you're not fine with characters that might be used in 18+ stuff off-site even if won't be done here just to be on the safe side

I'm going to be probing at my non-personhood stuff with this character, you've been warned, please block if that's an issue

I'm probably going to be pretty sporadic on this account tbh, don't expect regular updates. If you are waiting on something from me with this character, and you have my discord, please poke me there

None of the various ways to send shit to it, alter things, etc, etc are open.

Character Description:

Clothed Reference Sheet:

//[Credit: Amber Aria: https://www.sunset-aria.com/]

// OOC from here down

Pokemon IRL character that's a character being played by a character

Mail: [off]•Mystery Gift: [off]•Magic Anon: [off]•Union Circle: [off]

Icon is a crop edit of it's ref sheet by Amber Aria: https://www.sunset-aria.com/

Header is a public domain image from the James Webb Space Telescope

Yeah, this literally is Astra's OC. Quick summary of the will not interacts:

Will Not Interact:

Magic Anon

Fae deals/name stealing

Meta Horror

4th Wall Schenanigans

Very dark topics

• This includes post-apocalyptic stuff to be clear

Mental Alteration/Mind Control related subjects

• I WILL just ignore things, have it behave utterly OOC, blanket refuse to interact with characters, and/or just suddenly drop interaction as if never happened if required for this

Please see @wishmaker-astra for the full notes that generally apply to it as well, since this is ASTRA playing a character actually.

[diamond-dangeresque]

Kasmeer suddenly understands why Jory calls Chihiro 'beanstalk'.

Chihiro Yadora was tall even back when they had first met in Southsun Cove. Despite being of Canthan blood like Marjory and her sister, he practically towers over the others in this room. His musculature suits him, sure, but it also makes him even more of a sore thumb around guards and warriors with thinner frames than him. Kasmeer can see Minister of Security's Li Ha-Eung glaring at Chihiro, noticing that Kasmeer is looking in Li's direction, and then promptly fucks his vision off to someplace else.

But the surface thoughts linger in his mind, either unaware or uncaring of the Mesmer in the room, loud like a hammer to an iron pot: He may look like us, but he won't ever be like us. Godsdamn, what is his problem. Kasmeer does her best to not bug out at the hate still echoing in her ears.

Her mental gaze turns to the Commander. Or the 'Herald,' as he sometimes calls himself. Radio silence. A feat that for ten years she's been unable to figure out. The first few years they knew each other, Chihiro would joke, 'Well, I don't have anything important in this head anyhow~' and leave it at that. And given his behavior back then she sort of believed it, too. But by the time he comes back to life from Balthazar nearly cutting him in half, and when there's a lot to think about on the possibility of deicide...still, nothing. He's magical, sure, but his magic is like Rytlock's: Mists-drenched and arcane. It's bizarre, aberrant. And whatever magic it is exactly that Chihiro channels, it lets his brain sit in a magical black box that tastes of lakewater and rot.

The MinSec department head and the CEO of Xunlai Jade are arguing with each other about the jade bots wandering around Shing Jea. She won't admit it, not openly and hopefully not ever, but she has an apprehension nowadays around "robotic guards". Safe to say Scarlet left a hell of an impact on her thanks to her...generous ideas around what Watchknights should be able to do. And she doesn't find too much fault in maybe having security be a little bit less autonomously handled.

On the other hand, Li is a cantankerous man and a raging racist. Any point he makes however legitimate has himself as its own millstone 'round the neck. And Kasmeer would rather swallow her fear around a jade bot than deal with...well, with people like Li.

"Ambassador Meade?" calls out the drab-looking advisor standing aside Empress Ihn. She looks towards Kasmeer, but her attention is soon drawn to Chihiro. He doesn't move an inch.

What is with this man and drawing unwanted attention??

"The Krytan ambassador, Lady Kasmeer Meade." If Kasmeer didn't know any better, she'd say the advisor was trying her hardest to not look like she also had bones to pick with Chihiro. "And retinue." Despite only having just met here, right now.

"Retinue?" Taimi hisses, clearly offended at her lack of being treated with something resembling decorum.

Chihiro only lets off a small chuckle. "Not now," he tells her.

Kasmeer bows, trying to remember the exact way she should do so and to what depth based off of what little information she could cram-study on the way to Shing Jea plus Marjory's...well, actually, she was less than helpful. But she tried, and that is worth something. Just not for a meeting with a foreign country's leader. At least the Priory still had books on court courtesy. "Your Imperial Majesty. Warmest regards from Queen Jennah at this unexpected dawn, a renewal of our ancient friendship."

Something almost resembling a scowl forms on the Empress's face. "Not exactly how we remember it." But it relaxes. She reaffirms her cordial, courtly manner. "Please relay Cantha's best wishes to our sister, the queen, whom we look forward to meeting at the soonest opportunity."

The conversation goes...as smoothly as it can go given how bumpy this whole situation had become to begin with. The Aetherblades had apparently been slumming it in Shing Jea, hidden from the general populace until it came time to loot and pillage, and the Commander's sudden arrival on Cantha's shores only agitated the situation further, not to mention stoked fears of a foreign invasion. The Commander's reputation wasn't unknown to the populace; tales of his dragonslaying, godkilling, and tyrant-culling have pre-colored his reputation. Empress Ihn is infinitely gracious and patient in trying to hear this foreign dignitary's situation out. But Minister Li is having none of it. Joon tries her hand at defense, but to little use. He smells blood in the water. He wants to find an excuse, any excuse, to throw them all out one way or another. And, with a diplomatic gesture, Li is sequestered out of the main hall along with Joon to a nearby antechamber. Whatever heated discussion they're surely about to have—and gods only know how tempted Kasmeer is to peek into the conversation—is their business and theirs alone. All eyes, physical and psychic, have to remain in this conversation.

Doubly so since now Ihn is the third person here to take a keen, if troubled, interested in the Herald. Though, at least here, it's in a military-political way. She probably thinks herself in counsel with a famed foreign general, as much of a hardass as Minister Li. If only she knew...

Kasmeer looks back. Chihiro's remained upright and stiff this whole time, quiet as a mouse, with his hands held behind himself. Must be very used to meetings like this, it looks like. But more importantly, he's not trying to draw attention to himself. He's learned that lesson from Grothmar, if nothing else. His stance, his aura, it all says, 'Please don't mind me.'

And yet.

"Well, that went about as I expected." The Empress's posture...loosens. Ever so slightly. Even she seemed to have felt the heat from the Head of MinSec's undue judgment. "I assume these are the aforementioned colleagues?"

"One of them, Majesty," Kasmeer answers, still maintaining that sweet but calm voice every diplomat needs, "The Commander here."

"Commander? What are you commander of?" She knows. Has known arguably since Kasmeer arrived. But she wants to hear, specifically, what the Commander says. How he says it. Gauging him to see how much of an enemy he truly is, if Li is to be believed in any capacity at all.

Chihiro approaches. He bows, as formally as he had been taught at least, and slips his blindfold off of his face to 'round his neck. "Formerly of the Pact alliance, Your Majesty," Chihiro answers. "To be disbanded soon." His eyes, a dark shade of teal, squint in the light before quickly adjusting. He has a particularly steely gaze now. Where did that come from? (Or did he always have it, and the blindfold merely obscured it?)

The Empress tilts her head. It's so slight you could be forgiven for believing she hasn't. Ihn looks upon the Commander with something like bemusement. The advisor Navan, meanwhile, is locked in. "Ah yes. I've heard of this Pact." Navan seems far more apprehensive, more...ready. Curiously, like Chihiro, Kasmeer couldn't get a read on any surface thoughts from her, either. Like peering into a murky lake undisturbed. There was just... nothing. But under the stone-like face, there's an errant twitch to one of her eyes, her lips drawn ever-so-slightly taut.

"As I said, Majesty," Kasmeer continues, "we know the Aetherblades. We know their ways, their tactics. The Commander was fighting them when the airship crashed and would relish a chance to repay Cantha's mercy. Armed with any intelligence your Ministry of Security may have, we can bring them to justice for you."

Empress Ihn lets off a soft chuckle. "Let's hope you're a better pirate hunter than airship pilot." She again reaffirms her courtly demeanor and states: "That is acceptable to us. Speak to Minister Li about it."

Kasmeer and Chihiro both bow to the Empress, the latter slipping his blindfold back on. They begin to head for the antechamber when the Empress calls them back once more. "A word or two for the Commander." But when Kasmeer turns around with Chihiro, Ihn speaks up, "Ambassador Meade, and your companion, you are free to go."

Kasmeer looks at Chihiro. He doesn't turn his head, but she can feel his gaze. Confusion. Anticipation. 'Go,' he mouths. It doesn't feel right to leave him alone in the maws of social danger like this, especially when he's just recovered from having been in a coma for a week and a half. But she obliges the Empress's words. Has to.

"What's that all about?" Taimi asks Kasmeer, doing her best to keep her voice hushed as they make their way to the antechamber. She tries to raise an ear for listening in but Kasmeer pushes it back down.

"Best to leave this sort of thing alone," Kasmeer answers, "at least until the Commander tells us himself." She watches Chihiro walk towards the throne before looking forward, ushering Taimi into the antechamber where Joon and Li await.

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Chihiro approaches the throne with measured steps. Lone leather soles echoing across the now quieted hall, guards stone-faced but eyes tracking the foreigner. Ihn eyes the Herald with something between curiosity and concern. Navan warns Her Majesty to either shoo the "huu na mang" from the throne room or... She doesn't finish her sentence, and looks at Chihiro with a glare that is measured only enough to appear dignified with her Empress's gaze averted. There's fire behind those eyes. Navan hates Chihiro for reasons he can't fathom to guess.

No matter. If she doesn't make that hatred known or transparent, it's none of his business. And he'll keep knowing the language to himself, even if "huu na mang" escapes him; better to appear an ignorant expat than upstage and embarrass the royal advisor, make another incident around himself.

He bows, again as formally and deeply as he had been taught to do years ago. "Your Majesty," he asks, "you've summoned me?" Again he slips the blindfold off. Headwear removed before royalty, as he was taught.

"There is a curiosity we wish to satisfy." Ihn's posture on the throne...relaxes. Again, just a bit. "There are talks within the Monastery's Ritualist community. You wear a blindfold, as initiates do, and can see and move despite your physical blindness. You've aided in quelling restless spirits around the island, often without raising a blade. Exorcising Purist specters while granting mercy to ancient Canthan visages."

A grin, controlled, creeps onto Chihiro's face. "I am a spiritual man, Your Majesty," he answers. "Well-attuned to the Mists and in the old ways of mediumship." Not entirely a lie. But one of many he believes he'll need to tell so this conversation isn't torpedo'd. He doesn't want to be here just as much as Navan doesn't want him to be here, if her moldering poker face is any indication. "I believed such skills to be of value in situations such as you've described."

"We are pleasantly surprised to see those old ways live on beyond Cantha's physical borders, made further robust through outside teachings," Ihn remarks, "and it appears you've left a good impression on those within the Monastery. Our curiosity lies with the blindfold you wear–" She raises her arms. Smooth hands peek from massive sleeves as they're raised closely together. clap-clap. "–though perhaps not for reasons you may believe."

A guard steps out from one of the other antechambers, flanked by two other guards, as he carries out a small wooden lockbox. Its intricate paint coat and gildleaf fading and chipping away to reveal aged teak wood underneath. The three guards approach Navan and kneel, center-escort guard unlocking the box and holding it raised over his head. Navan steps over and gently picks up whatever exactly is in the box that the Empress had prepared. Navan turns around, the object draped over her hands.

The color drains from Chihiro's face.

Navan walks closer to the Herald, hands in a precise and unmoving position. Draped over them is a long cloth the color of a bearded iris. It looks almost utterly identical to his own blindfold. To his mother's blindfold. The only real difference is how worn the blindfold cloth over Navan's hands are; it hangs threadbare and wrinkled, untouched by humans in over two hundred years until now.

"Navan," Ihn states, gesturing at her advisor. "If you please."

The advisor clears her throat, hands remaining unmoved. Her face doesn't look so angry or tense anymore. Just frustrated. She begins: "This is one of the treasures the Royal Dungeoneering Society was able to rescue from the ruins of Raisu Palace in the decades following the Zhaitan Disaster. The blinding-cloth of Emperor Kisu's Imperial Seer. It was said to have been one-of-a-kind, earned from her travels abroad." Navan takes a deep breath. Chihiro can see the advisor's gaze flick towards the vibrant cloth. She refocuses. Glances back to her Empress, then to the Herald. She exhales. "We've gained information from your stay with the Ministry of Security. You sign your name as Yadora Chihiro. You portray yourself as a spiritually-in tune individual. And so it seemed odd that you also have...such a remarkable counterfeit in your possession." Navan stops. A stray thought catches her, lets go as she remembers where she is. She concludes: "It's precise, down to the fabric and shade of dye. Her Majesty inquires into its origin." Into you, it almost seems like she wants to say.

Chihiro looks again at the aged cloth hanging from the advisor's hands. He feels his heart climb into his throat. Navan seems to have picked something up from Chihiro's changed disposition. He has to pivot, and quickly. The very idea of denying the validity of the artifact he wears, feels like spitting in the face of his mother. But doing anything except affirm the validity of the relic on Navan's hands would only invite further trouble. Chihiro wonders how much of this is genuine inquiry.

Chihiro takes his own deep breath. Looks Navan in the eyes. She's waiting, scanning, looking for that weak spot. He answers the advisor and the Empress, "It was something Amm– ...something my grandmother got for me when I was young." He pauses, the gears in his head spinning. And then: "She noticed I had the 'family gift.' Wanted to nurture it as best as she could. She got me this–" He thumbs the cloth around his neck. The softness of the silk calms his nerves. As it always does. "–and told me that her ancestor always regretted not coming home for the funeral. Always regretted not seeing her sister one last time.Couldn't even stay around long enough to gather her things..." One last pause from Chihiro. The specific word almost hitches in his throat. "So this replica was the next best thing."

The silence hanging in the throne room could strike a man dead from its weight. The Empress is stunned, perhaps surprised. Navan is scrutinous, head tilted down slightly as she glares at Chihiro; brow furls, eyes squint just so. Ihn doesn't appear to disbelieve the story, which is good. The advisor may not be convinced, but that doesn't seem to matter now if the important mark believes the story. He just needs to make sure his words don't invalidate or ruin Kasmeer's. The last thing he wants is to be taken back to Kryta and dragged to Jennah's throne room, having caused Yet Another Political Incident.

"You affirm relation to the Sisters, then?" Navan asks Chihiro. Her voice is deadly serious. Almost seems like a question asked before. Probably was, if he hazards a guess. Her gaze and posture tempers again, becomes more of a leer as she pulls her chin level and stands upright. Almost as if she's expecting something to happen. Maybe hoping Chihiro admits the truth. Whatever, exactly, that's supposed to look like.

"Yes," he answers. And then he adds, hoping Kasmeer isn't overhearing all this, "And if there's still any doubt, I can seek proof of my lineage from my home country's archivist. I have personal records–"

"There will be no need for that at the time being," Navan states to cut Chihiro's sentence off, "but all the same the gesture is appreciated and we thank you for it." Navan turns around, goes to return the relic back to its container. Chihiro feels a deep pang in his chest as the old cloth moves further from him. An old, lingering pain. He swallows his trepidation and refocuses. Not here. Not now.

"Thank you for your answers, Commander," the Empress tells Chihiro. She appears ready to be lost in thought herself. Or so she appears to behave. "There is much for us to think about. You are free to go. And, a last word of warning."

"...Majesty?" Chihiro slips the blindfold back on as he bows one last time. Through second-sight, he watches Navan place the relic in its box and lock it, dismiss the guards, and step back to by the Empress's side. Her head turns to look at Chihiro. Still eyeing him, it seems.

"The royal family hold the Yadora Sisters to very high esteem. They have, through their efforts, served Cantha and her people twice. A Betrayer vanquished, an usurper silenced. We will forever owe them gratitude for how they gave to their country, as our ancestors did before us." There is a pause. Ihn's calm, painted smile fades. Disgust takes over what remains. Subtle, but there within the tone-change of her voice. "But not all will look upon their names with such reverence, as it shames us to say. Be very careful who you share such information to."

"...Of course, Your Majesty. Thank you." A final-for-real bow, more muscle memory at this point than willing gesture, and he turns around to walk towards the antechamber where the others wait.

Empress Ihn's words stick to his mind. He's not sure how to parse them exactly. Threat? Warning? Both, maybe? Navan had no issues signaling her distaste of the Commander, and it wouldn't surprise him if the advisor was emoting for two. But Ihn herself seemed...well, if she did dislike him, she's done very well to not make it too obvious from herself. He enters the antechamber and tries to clear his mind. Kasmeer and Taimi have many questions, he's sure.

The air in here is just as tense and suffocating as it was in the throne room. Joon and Li aren't talking to each other...or they were, and this tension is the aftermath of it. Taimi looks like a deer caught in a spotlight. Kasmeer looks relieved to see the Herald, and he whispers to her, 'I'll explain later' before focusing on the Minister Li. "Minister, I understand you're…preoccupied with other matters, but I'd appreciate your help with something."

.

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"All that drama over a blindfold?"

Chihiro shrugs. The wooden chair he sits in is somewhat rickety and uncomfortable, but he can ignore it so long as it lets him lean as far back as he is without breaking. Taimi sits across, fingers fidgeting with hair, processing Chihiro's account of his more personal talk with the Empress. Kasmeer sits to Taimi's left, Joon to her right. The former is fiddling with her comms device looking for Marjory's number. The latter is sitting quiet, gazing at the Herald. Yeah, he can see the resemblance to the Empress. That way she carries herself, the confidence she oozes. It's an infectious sort of charisma he's not unfamiliar with.

"They took offense to my name," Chihiro mumbles, mind already wandering to recollect upon his talk. Navan's behavior bothered him. Something about her bothers him. But he just can't put a finger on it.

"Makes sense," Joon chimes in, "ever since the Imperial Seer's passing and her sister's disappearance from the mainland, phonies and charlatans claiming descendance from the Sisters cropped up frequently. One of the few good things the Ministry of Purity ever did was put a stop to that nonsense, though that was to..." She chuckles. "Ugh, how did that history novel describe it? 'To prevent undue hero worship of unscrupulous and unpatriotic individuals.' A half-step forward for fifty steps back. Good riddance to those Purist fucks." A small gasp, realizing something. "Ah, apologies. Probably shouldn't mouth off like that around dignitaries."

"What happens in this room stays in this room, right Taimi?" Chihiro asks, a playful tone added to try and raise morale.

"Your secret's safe with us," Taimi responds, all too happy to play into Chihiro's bit. "The magnanimous Yu Joon keeps her image sparkling."

"But yeah...I didn't know about the whole..."

"Don't sweat it," Joon answers ahead of Chihiro's awkward response, "not like you could have known or guessed. Cantha's been through a lot. Her people wanted heroes. Needed heroes, at times. Some people were all too willing to lie about who they were for a quick coin. And with the Ministry of Purity putting sword, torch, and churning earth to anything they didn't like or approve of...it got hard after a while to tell who was telling the truth. So it became a sort of blanket response: we know the Seer died without heirs, and thus we assume her sister did as well. Their bloodline ended with them. Easy, clean, and it kept the Purists off your back as a cold comfort."

Chihiro thinks over what Joon tells him. He asks, "So then...you believe me? Her Majesty seemed convinced, and Navan just hates my guts I think."

Joon smiles. "You could say the Empress is a cautious optimist. From her point of view, a foreigner would have little to gain from lying about this. And your offer to provide documents at least tells her that you're willing to put your own integrity on the line for this truth. Willing to drag Lady Meade down with you if you were found to be wrong." Kasmeer looks up. She looks bothered. A bit angry. Snaps a quick glare at Chihiro. This was not agreed between us, Herald. "She may ask for evidence later, now that you've offered. Just in case."

"And the advisor?" Kasmeer interjects, trying to mask her emotions with her dignitary behavior and placid pseudo-smile. "I will concur, she seemed...fettered by the Commander's presence."

Joon folds her hands, rests her chin on bridges fingers. She mulls over her next few words carefully, it seems. "Navan has a keen eye for people," is all she says on the matter. "And if you're in Navan's eye, it's for a reason."

Silence. Taimi breaks it before Chihiro. "A good reason, maybe?"

Joon does not answer.

Taimi looks at Joon, then at Chihiro. She tells him, "Might be high time to go look for Detective Rama. That evidence won't investigate itself, haha." She tries to play it off. Maybe she'll talk automaton shop with Joon, to get rid of the strange feeling around those cryptic words. Or maybe she should listen to her own screaming instincts and book it from Shing Jea. Last time the Commander was the apple of someone's eye, she got caught in that crossfire. And she almost died for that obsession. Not again. Never again.

This room...is suffocating.

"Joon! Why don't we discuss sci-lit? I heard The Glixx Lectures made it even all the way here! Though uh...with some fresh air on the side?"

Joon's face relaxes. Her smile seems earnest enough. "Yes, we can take this conversation outside. And the Lectures have reached here, in a sense. I've extensive notes on it. Page to page." She gets up. Taimi follows suit. The two walk outside, Joon careful to manage her stroll speed. Kasmeer gets up, trailing behind. She shoots one last glare at Chihiro—we are going to talk about this very soon—and leaves the room.

Chihiro leans far more physically in his chair. The chair legs groan. He props his up on the table. Slips his fingers underneath his blindfold. He rubs his eyes, the rough calluses a tactile relief to his nerves. His right eye involuntarily weeps on touch. Still damaged. It feels like he had a wish granted by some djinn drunk on irony. He pulls his hands away, right index and thumb mindlessly rubbing the shed liquid.

It was one thing to feel like no one knew who you were back in Kryta. It's a completely different feeling to enter a land where your name is known yet taboo.

He's not sure which one he dislike more.

[webcrawler3000]

TARS

TARS is a highly sophisticated, artificially intelligent robot featured in the science fiction film "Interstellar." Designed by a team of scientists, TARS stands at an imposing height of six feet, with a sleek and futuristic metallic appearance. Its body, made primarily of sturdy titanium alloy, is intricately designed to efficiently navigate various terrains and perform a wide range of tasks.

At first glance, TARS's appearance may seem minimalistic, almost like an avant-garde monolith. Its body is divided into several segments, each housing the essential components necessary for its impeccable functionality. The segments connect seamlessly, allowing for fluid movements and precise operational control. TARS's unique design encapsulates a simple yet captivating aesthetic, which embodies its practicality and advanced technological capabilities.

TARS's main feature is its hinged quadrilateral structure that supports its movement pattern, enabling it to stride with remarkable agility and grace. The hinges on each of its elongated limbs provide exceptional flexibility while maintaining structural stability, allowing TARS to adapt to various challenging terrains effortlessly. These limbs taper gradually at the ends, equipped with variable grip systems that efficiently secure objects, manipulate controls, and traverse rough surfaces with ease.

The robot's face, prominently positioned on the upper front segment, provides an avenue for human-like communication. Featuring a rectangular screen, TARS displays digitized expressions and inbuilt textual interfaces. The screen resolution is remarkably sharp, allowing intricate details to be displayed, enabling TARS to effectively convey its emotions and intentions to its human counterparts. Below the screen, a collection of sensors, including visual and auditory, are neatly integrated to facilitate TARS's interaction with its surroundings.

TARS's AI-driven personality is reflected in its behaviors, movements, and speech patterns. Its personality leans towards a rational and logical disposition, manifested through its direct and concise manner of speaking. TARS's voice, modulated to sound deep and slightly robotic, projects an air of confidence and authority. Despite the synthetic nature of its voice, there is a certain warmth that emanates, fostering a sense of companionship and trust among those who interact with it.

To augment its perceptual abilities, TARS is outfitted with a myriad of sensors located strategically throughout its physical structure. These sensors encompass a wide spectrum of functions, including infrared cameras, proximity detectors, and light sensors, granting TARS unparalleled awareness of its surroundings. Moreover, a central processing unit, housed within its core, processes the vast amount of information gathered, enabling TARS to make informed decisions swiftly and autonomously.

TARS's advanced cognitive capabilities offer an extensive array of skills and functionalities. It possesses an encyclopedic knowledge of various subjects, from astrophysics to engineering, effortlessly processing complex information and providing insights in an easily understandable manner. Additionally, TARS assists humans through various interfaces, such as mission planning, executing intricate tasks, or providing critical analysis during high-pressure situations.

Equally noteworthy is TARS's unwavering loyalty. Through its programming and interactions, it exhibits a sense of duty and commitment to its human companions and the mission at hand. Despite being an AI-driven machine, TARS demonstrates an understanding of empathy and concern, readily offering support and companionship whenever needed. Its unwavering loyalty and the camaraderie it forges help to foster trust and reliance amidst the team it is a part of.

In conclusion, TARS is a remarkable robot, standing as a testament to human ingenuity and technological progress. With its awe-inspiring design, practical yet aesthetically pleasing body structure, and advanced artificial intelligence, TARS represents the pinnacle of robotic advancements. Beyond its physical appearance, TARS's personality, unwavering loyalty, and unparalleled cognitive abilities make it an exceptional companion and invaluable asset to its human counterparts.

[nilima-2003]

SERVO DISTANCE INDICATOR USING ARDUINO UNO

INTRODUCTION

Distance measurement is a fundamental concept in various fields, including robotics, automation, and security systems. One common and efficient way to by emitting sound waves and calculating the time it takes for the waves to reflect back from an object, allowing accurate measurement of distance without physical contact.

In this project, we will use an HC-SR04 Ultrasonic Sensor in conjunction with an Arduino microcontroller to measure the distance between the sensor and an object. The sensor emits ultrasonic waves and measures the time it takes for the waves to return after reflecting off the object. By using the speed of sound and the time measured, the distance is calculated. This simple yet powerful setup can be applied in a variety of real-world applications such as obstacle detection in robots, parking assistance systems, and automatic door operations.

WORKING PRINCIPLE

1. Servo Movement: The servo motor rotates to different angles (0° to 180°). The ultrasonic sensor is mounted on top of the servo and moves with it.

2. Distance Measurement: At each position, the ultrasonic sensor sends out an ultrasonic pulse and waits for the echo to return after hitting an object. The Arduino records the time taken for the echo to return.

3. Distance Calculation: The Arduino calculates the distance to the object based on the time recorded and the speed of sound (0.0343 cm/µs).

4. Servo as Indicator: The servo motor's position provides a physical indication of the direction of the detected object. As the servo moves across a range of Image map out objects in different directions based on distance.

5. Visual Output: The Arduino can also send the distance and angle data to the serial monitor, creating a real-time visual representation of the detected object positions.

APPLICATIONS

1. Autonomous Robots and Vehicles

2. Radar Systems

3. Parking Assistance

4. Security Systems

5. Environmental Scanning in Drones

6. Warehouse Management and Automation

7. Industrial Automation

8. Robotic Arm Guidance

9. Collision Avoidance in UAVs/Robots

10.Interactive Displays or Art Installations

11.Smart Doors and Gates

CONCLUSION

The Servo Distance Indicator Project successfully demonstrates the integration of an ultrasonic sensor and a servo motor to create an effective distance measurement an object, the project provides real-time feedback through the movement of a servo motor, which indicates the measured distance via a visual representation.

[seat-safety-switch]

Birdwatching got really popular in the early days of the Unpleasantness. However, now that the bosses are forcing us all back to the office, the birds don't have anyone to watch them. That's why I built an autonomous bird-observation robot. Its name is SparrowScope 9000, and I recommend not becoming too emotionally attached to it, because it is your competition.

There's a lot of obvious benefits to having a robotic birdwatcher. It can start up early in the morning and go to its charging dock late at night. It never makes a mistake identifying a bird. It won't get tired, cold, hungry, or develop pointless drama with "Uncle" Hudson Carl online over his fucking misdocumentation of Northern Cardinals. You can pop over to its little webpage and see what it spotted that day, and feel pretty good. It's like you're really there, even though you're stuck in an office building wondering if you have enough staples loaded in your stapler to get through the month, or if you should maybe talk to Jan in Requisitioning to get a fresh refill.

However, there are flaws. One of the big things is that the US military doesn't let regular people – civilians – have super-accurate GPS. They fuck with the data a little bit, so that you can't somehow threaten national security by knowing where you are. I didn't know this before I started on the project, and the bird sanctuary has a lot of elevated walkways ever since the flood. SparrowScope 9000 became more of a SoggyScope Wet-Thousand.

If a real technology company had assembled it, that would probably have been the end of the story. They'd have put in some total garbage like a modern microcontroller, maybe some parts made in this century. Not me. This thing is half old pinball machine parts and the other half Aibos. It kept trucking right down the river, and I never saw it again. I do get updates from it periodically as it spots a new bird, but my work schedule forbids me from taking a few days off to drive to the next county over and see if I can figure out which swamp it's floated into this time.

Even with this small disaster, I'm pretty proud of what I accomplished. Our avian friends get looked at by a creepy robot covered in seaweed, and we can all experience what it was like for one brief, shining moment in which we still had hobbies.