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techdriveplay · 1 year ago
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Narwal Freo X Ultra - TDP Review
The Narwal Freo X Ultra marks a significant leap forward in the world of robotic vacuum cleaners. Building on the foundation laid by its predecessor, the Narwal Freo, this latest model introduces a suite of advanced features that promise to elevate your home cleaning experience to new heights. With the Freo X Ultra, Narwal has not only increased the power and efficiency of the vacuum but has also…
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thegreatidk · 1 year ago
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My biggest beef with the way Annabeth was written in the show is that I think Rick fell into his own trap. Like his whole thing with Annabeth is that just because someone doesn’t look smart doesn’t mean they aren’t. And while it’s about their literal looks for both the show and the book, book Annabeth also sometimes acted in ways that people wouldn’t stereotypically associate with “smart” because I think we’ve all be condition to think bbc sherlock no emotions genius is the only way to be smart. Book Annabeth acts super flustered around Luke because she's a kid and she has a crush on him, she's afraid of spiders, and wanted to see the arch just because she thought it was cool. In general book Annabeth is allowed to be sillier and have a wider range of emotions than show Annabeth without it detracting from the fact that Annabeth is smart. I find this whole "stoic genius" idea is often used to put down teenage girls for being dumb and superficial just because they show emotions and the only way to beat it is to be cold, calculating, and emotionless and most people just aren't like that.
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the-hydroxian-artblog · 2 years ago
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jaxyscreams · 2 months ago
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It sounds silly but a robot vacuum would make my life so much easier
espesh one that comes w a mop function too oooooh
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manygeese · 8 months ago
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this is going to be embarrassing if this gets no notes but WHO WANTS TO HEAR ABOUT MY VALGRACE SMALL TOWN AU.
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faggling · 1 year ago
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ive decided im singlehandedly going to bring mr robot back from the dead because if any show deserves to have a revival in popularity it does
like.
can you fucking imagine the discourse??? the possibilities are endless
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psybrepunk · 6 months ago
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Why did I get Robot Autism(TM) but not the kind that makes you want to create robots, the kind that makes you want to fuck them
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theshadowrealmitself · 1 year ago
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For anyone who was super obsessed with “my life as a teenage robot” or who has access to the episode who can look this up for me
In season 1, episode 8, where Jenny gets send to kindergarten because the teachers realize she’s technically only 5, what is it she’s talking about that makes them realize it?
Cause I could’ve sworn that for some reason they were talking about 9/11, and I was thinking about it rn and I was like “wait if that were true, more people would be talking about how 9/11 canonically happened in this cartoon”
So I tried to look it up and all it brought me to is a fanfic but I’ve never read fanfiction for this particular show and I remember exactly what I was doing and whose house I was at when I saw that episode
Most likely it was a background conversation with the adults and I just mistakenly remember it as dialogue from the show, but it’s gonna bother me till I know for sure what they were talking about in that episode
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raincross · 3 months ago
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FUCK YOU TUMBLR, MAKING ME WORK FOR THAT BOX.
Anyways, let's get to know the cast a little better.
It was a lot of work and took all night, but Miriam was satisfied. Still slightly dinged, but Honey Bee was almost good as new. Luckily, only a few non-essential pieces were inoperable. The vents on her back were dented and one even had bits of metal jammed in the port. She wouldn't be making any fancy light shows anytime soon. Miriam had no idea how the crack on Honey Bee's face would affect her vision.
She kept her eyes out the window for the deliveryman. It wouldn't make sense to go to sleep now. She had spent all night fixing Honey Bee, and now she had to wait for her delivery. The scrapyard could stay closed for a day. The boss would feed Killer. She'd have to explain why she was missing, but she had plenty of time to make an excuse.
Jackpot! Package delivered at the door. She took a deep breathe and quickly opened it. No reason to act suspicious. No one knew what she bought. And people bought motorcycles. No reason a big company like HoneySpace would get suspicious over a simple purchase. Package received, door slammed.
Running over to Honey Bee, Miriam opened the hatch and removed the battery. "Please don't glitch and kill me." She muttered. She put in the new battery and held her breath putting the hatch back. After a few tense seconds nothing happened. Miriam exhaled and chuckled nervously. "Anticlimac-" She was cut off when a whirring came from Honey Bee, causing Miriam to tense up. The lights that were Honey Bee's eyes slowly faded onto her face. Miriam was glad she was behind the robot. You can't fear laser eyes if you're behind them. The tension died when a familiar sound came out of a speaker on Honey Bee's throat. "You gotta be joking." It was the boot up sound for Doors 13. An OS that practically every computer came preinstalled with these days. 
The robot started looking around. Miriam stood and walked in front of Honey Bee. Honey Bee's attention was instantly drawn to Miriam who sat in front of her.
"Greetings, valued customer!" Honey Bee exclaimed with a cute wave. Her vents started lighting up, but instead of the usual buzzing, there was a chugging sound followed by a bang. Miriam winced. Hopefully it wasn't loud enough for the neighbors to hear.
"Hey..." Miriam raised a hand lazily and instantly blanked out. She immediately realized that she would have to hold a conversation. She had taken the job at the scrapyard because it was away from people. All she had to do was fill paperwork for her boss. She lowered her hand and looked away nervously. "Hey..." She finished lamely.
"Thank you for choosing HoneyS-S-s-sSpace! Where speed meets your savings!" Miriam frowned. They hadn't used that slogan for a while. "My name is Honey Bee B01! How may I assist you today?"
Miriam bit the side of her tongue. This was going to either be hard or impossible to get through her head. "Hello, Honey. My name is Miriam. Do you know where you are?"
Honey Bee blinked and looked around the room. Notably a door. Mostly likely leading outside. Looking around they were in a rather crowded room. Everything looked old. Wooden walls with peeling wallpaper. A kitchen. Honey Bee found herself sandwiched with barely enough room between a fridge and stove. A rectangular table in the corner. On the nook of the counter it was against were dishes in a dryer rack next to an old looking sink. She turned her head and looked behind. A small hallway with a water heater, a boxes. Two doors. One was closed and one was opened showing a bathroom. She turned back to Miriam. The last thing she noticed in the kitchen was another doorway that lead to the bedroom.
Honey Bee tilted her head and 'smiled' at Miriam. "I am currently in a house. Programing dictates I report an error. Master Log Missing or Lost. Error. Behav.exe Failed to launch properly. " She stood and gave a short bow to Miriam. "Apologies for this error. Please repeat your assignment for delivery or dropoff. I will make sure it reaches our carrier facility where I will undergo maintenance."
Miriam was at a loss. The robot looked a lot more lively on the TV. More human, as strange as that felt to say. Aside from that, should she tell her? Can a robot have hurt feelings? Miriam felt bad just when her mouse falls off the table. She also didn't know what to do if the robot started crying. If they even can cry.
"Um. About that." She she felt her chest tighten. "I kinda found you away from home." She dragged out as slowly as she could.
Honey Bee tilted her head in response. The extending silence was uncomfortable for Miriam. She stood and looked away. "You were... In a scrapyard yesterday."
A blink. Honey Bee smiled again. "Yes, ma'am, that sounds like somewhere I'd go." She clapped her hands. Her hips started swaying. More chugging. "HoneySpace has deals with the local scrapyards in your area! We recycle so you can save!"
Miriam sighed. This wasn't getting anywhere. This girl would have to get it soon right? "You were broken. In the scrapyard. I bought you home and fixed you."
Honey Bee slowly lost her smile. Strangely, her movements seemed to stiffen up and she seemed more robotic than usual. If that was even possible. 
"Yes, ma'am. I was made with 97% recycled materials. You can expect that level of honesty from HoneySpace!"
Miriam gently put her hand against Honey Bee's cheek. She slowly ran her thumb across the crack over her eye. "Can you see out of that?"
Honey Bee's eyes started blinking rapidly. On, off, and Miriam noticed strangely, sadness. The sight drove her to use her free hand to take hold of Honey Bee's now shaking hand. Honey Bee's chugging increased. There was a low buzz and a loud bang as a chunk of rebar shot out. Her other vent was free to join its sister. The buzz grew higher and higher. It wasn't as loud as Miriam thought it would be. Probably about as loud as a box fan.
"H-HoneySpace can fix me right up! If I were human, I'd love looking through their optometry department." The speaker that Honey Bee's voice came out of started emitting light static. "I'd look cute in glasses, right?" The voice was quiet, but still held the same tone as if someone just turned down a volume slider.
And Miriam Winters, in all her 24 years of life, drew upon all the social skills she had obtained since pre-K, all the friends she made, and her online presence, to comfort Honey Bee with the best reply she could muster.
"Smash." She said with a warm smile.
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cottagecori · 5 months ago
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Rules: without naming them, post a gif of ten of your favorite films, then tag ten people to do the same
thank you for tagging me darlings @hangmanbradshaw @tornadeoqueen <3<3
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not gonna tag ten but i will tag @ofstoriesandstardust @psyfi @pissmotif @sloanksabbith @gretagerwigsmuse @thebestandworstdayofjune @coins-that-never-land :)
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truegoist · 7 months ago
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new theme...maybe....perhaps...
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imperpetuallylost · 1 year ago
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kinda crazy but…
im gay for you
:o no way i’m also gay for u <3
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the-hydroxian-artblog · 2 years ago
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ma there's a weird dog outside
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lesbianseaweed · 8 months ago
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me remembering that I originally wanted to study robotics and that I can still get a masters degree in it once I finish my current course but I have no idea if I'd actually want to study it and I have no way of "trying it out" beforehand
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odessastone · 2 years ago
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Being in low silver is sooo frustrating it’s like Soldier shoot the Illari turret. No the turret. The turret. THE TURRET THAT’S HEALING ALL THE CHIP DAMAGE YOURE DEALI-aaaand you’re dead
[ROUND LOST]
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casual--scare · 9 months ago
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I just watched an early screening of The Wild Robot......
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