#recessed flat screen tv

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Chicago Living Room Loft-Style Large transitional formal and loft-style dark wood floor, brown floor, coffered ceiling and wood wall living room photo with white walls, a standard fireplace, a wood fireplace surround and a wall-mounted tv

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Loft-Style - Transitional Living Room

Inspiration for a large transitional formal and loft-style dark wood floor, brown floor, coffered ceiling and wood wall living room remodel with white walls, a standard fireplace, a wood fireplace surround and a wall-mounted tv

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Contemporary Family Room - Family Room Family room - mid-sized contemporary enclosed light wood floor family room idea with a bar, beige walls, a standard fireplace, a stone fireplace and a wall-mounted tv

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Family Room - Contemporary Family Room

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Basement - Traditional Basement

Large, elegant basement image with carpeting, yellow walls, a regular fireplace, and a stone fireplace.

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Basement Lookout

Large, elegant basement image with carpeting, yellow walls, a regular fireplace, and a stone fireplace.

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Basement Walk Out DC Metro Inspiration for a large transitional walk-out carpeted and beige floor basement remodel with beige walls

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00:00AM | HAITANI RINDOU

summary: You miss the birthday boy and he misses you. Likes and reblogs appreciated!

cw: afab!reader, briefly suggestive, use of pet names (baby, princess), mentions of possessiveness, marking, brief mentions of violence, mentions of pregnancy.

It’s ten minutes to midnight when Rindou finally slides into bed, his head aching, the pulsing that started off as a gentle thrum now a spiky pressure behind his eyes. He shifts his glasses, all but throws them onto the bedside table and pinches the bridge of his perfect nose, wincing against the flash of white that stabs at his eyelids as he does so. 

It’s been a long day to say the least. Demanding, chaotic, and perhaps he can still hear Sanzu’s manic cackle in the recess of his head, Koko’s cursing at the lack of impropriety, Ran’s laughter that bounces off the walls of their shared hotel.  He’s glad for the night, and the quiet and the breeze drifting in through the thin slat of the open window, netting caught on the curtain rail. 

And for you, he’s glad for you.

He fishes around in his discarded pants on the floor, cursing when his head hits the corner of the bedside table in the elaborately decorated room he’s staying in while overseas, and scrolls till he finds your name. 

Y/N, and a little sun emoji next to it, and then a heart, that he hopes to God Ran never sees because he’s not sure he can come back from that one. To say he’s embarrassing when it comes to you would be an understatement. 

He knows it’s late, he knows that most likely, the phone has dropped from your palm as you waited on his call, hit the carpet with a soft thud as you sank against the down pillows, the duvet only half covering you as the TV drones on in the back. And he feels a spike of pain and curses the few hours of time difference that separates you. It’s only been three days in truth, another three after this and he’ll be home, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t craving your touch at  the end of every day, the soft kiss against the nape of his neck, the slot of your lips against his, the smile he knows is reserved for him. He misses you, plain and simple, and it makes his stomach tighten with anxiety. He’s ashamed to admit to himself that he’s had to be pulled from his reverie, his almost girlish daydream of you on more than one occasion by Mikey who asks, with a tilt of his head, if Rindou is paying attention.

He isn’t. Or at least, he’s trying to. 

He squints at the blurriness of the screen, and his thumb catches on the background, the almost vintage, retro shot of the both of you slow dancing at a previous party, his hands on your waist, your head on the flat of his chest and the both of you caught in a moment of bliss. It’s one of many, the graininess of it, the almost candid nature of the shot make it one of his favourites nonetheless and it’s almost easy for him to get lost again, in thinking about the feeling of you against him, your heartbeat a fast and steady thump against his ribs, and his own so loud he’s convinced everyone in Bonten can hear it.

God he really misses you. 

He hits dial, the camera flashes as the reflection of his own tired face, purple strands of soft silky hair falling against the curve of his neck lights up the screen. He waits. Rolls onto his stomach and folds his arms to prop his head up, tilting his neck this way and that to loosen the tension prickling at the base of it.

He waits again, and two minutes pass, and Rindou’s eyes are aching against the pressure of keeping them open. He presses his palms to them, pushes down harder than necessary, and drags them down his face, the usual brightness of his luminescent eyes dulled by fatigue. 

And then your voice bursts through his headphones, a soft and muted ‘Rinnnnnnnn’ spilling into his ears, and your face comes into focus and Rindou’s heart does a tiny leap inside his chest.

‘Baby,’ you say, your hair shifting into view, and Rindou can tell, by the rough and scratchy cadence of your voice, that you’d been asleep, had probably stayed awake to wait for him. He aches at the thought.

‘Were you asleep Princess?’ 

‘No, s’okay, I was still awake.’ A lie, he knows that, you both do. ‘Missed you though.’

His lips part. It’s not uncommon for you to lay yourself so bare for him, he knows you hang on his every word, he is the undisputable certainty in your life. He does the same for you.

‘You should be sleeping, you shouldn’t have stayed awake for me.’ It’s stern, or at least it’s meant to be, but it comes out tired instead, exhausted, drawn out, because really after all this time,years and years of dating and marriage, he’s still flattered at the lengths you go for him.

‘Missed you too,’ he adds as an afterthought and his neck heats at the subtle and soporific smile that’s almost heady for him to witness. ‘How was your day?’ 

In truth, he just wants to hear you talk, a temporary respite from the clamour of his job, the brushing shoulders with people who’d rather see him dead, the leers and the wolfish grins of people who want to sink their teeth into his throat. 

You drift momentarily, closing your eyes, your head sinking against your chest, only to open them when you hear the shuffle of bedsheets on the other side, Rin moving positions to stay comfortable, to hold onto you that little while longer. You know he craves these moments, clutches onto them between his fingers, a poor exchange for the fact that he can’t hold you in his arms, but an exchange nonetheless. 

He loves you, excessively, meticulously, a physical ache that sometimes feels like a blow to the chest. 

He wonders if you know your smile punches at his chest harder than any enemy can, if you know that you knock the wind from him.

It’s a few minutes to midnight when you notice the low pulse of your alarm clock on the bedside table and Rindou is knee deep in a monologue about Sanzu’s antics, Koko’s boring presentations (his words) and Ran. 

‘Hey Rin?’ Your voice pulls him from his sluggish thoughts, and his lidded eyes shift from the latticework on the ceiling, the spider that undulates a web between the crystal drops of the chandelier, to your face, brighter than ever with the moonlight leaking in through the window behind you. 

‘Hm?’ 

You glance at the clock, watch the seconds tick by till the day turns, and you know instinctively it was worth staying up for, that you won’t regret the tiredness in the morning for the prospect of being here now.

The clock shifts. 11:59. 00:00

‘Happy Birthday Baby.' It's low, soft, barely perceptible over the thwack of branches on your window, the noise machine whirring in the background and Rindou's eyebrows shoot up in surprise as his gaze shifts to the alarm clock on the bedside table. 

'Oh.' He feigns a cough, a poor mask for the strangled cry rising in his throat as he’s caught off guard. It’s not that he’d forgotten, he just hadn’t expected you to remember in such a way, so earnestly. To stay awake till the late hours for him as the sleep descended heavily on your eyes. He flushes, dips his head and scratches at his neck and the fringe of his mullet brushes the screen momentarily.

He smiles, lop-sided with fatigue but a smile nonetheless, genuine and reserved  for you.

‘Sorry I couldn’t be there Princess,’ he says and means it, because as much as he enjoys strutting about, puffing his chest as his eyes rake over the city, it means next to nothing without you to hang onto his arm, his prized possession, a hand around your waist as you dip your head to his shoulder.

You shake your head. ‘S’okay Rin, just come back to me safely, yeah?’ It’s a request, a demand posed as a question, and you both understand the undertones of it, the weight of what you’re asking, because despite the honesty of your relationship, neither of you are willing to explore that eventuality, that there might be a day when he doesn’t, when perhaps a round from the .22 won’t miss.

‘I will, I promise.’ He holds out his pinkie and locks it with the other, and you do the same on your side. It’s your little thing, the pinkie promise, as if you are still 19 and young and in love. Maybe the former isn’t true but the latter is, you are in love, even now with years of marriage behind you, you find that the novelty of being his has not waned at all, you love him as much if not more now than ever.

‘Do you and Ran have plans?’

He lists them off, the bars, the drinking, restaurants Ran plans to take him to on the one day off they have reserved for this purpose, the day Mikey perhaps loosens enough to let his executives be boys and celebrate in a way that is not so detrimental. If they are lucky, he may even smile. He occasionally drops in a comment here and there, how he wishes you could come, hoping his voice does not betray his need, though he’s long overcome the mental battle of admitting how much he wants you. 

‘Wish you could see the skyline right now.’ He’ll say and shift his phone a little so that you can catch a glimpse of the rise and fall of the buildings kissing the sky over his shoulder, twinkling lights that flit in and out of life. 

‘I have a surprise for you when you get back.’ You feign nonchalance, as if the strip on the pregnancy test is no big deal, as if you’re not bursting at the seams with love for both him and the baby now growing inside you. You wonder at how he’ll react, at how his lips will part and he will search your eyes for confirmation of his secretly nurtured hope and when you nod with errant tears slipping down your cheeks, he’ll hold you so tight and it will have made the ache of separation worth it. 

‘You do? What kind?’ 

‘I’m not telling you that.’ You grin and Rindou hopes the low level lighting, the darkness that’s cut up only by the moonlight through the window is enough to hide the pink flush that makes a steady crawl towards his ears. 

‘You shouldn’t have, Princess,’ he says, his secret elation present in the smile tugging at his lips. A piece of jewelry he thinks, a suit, a date, a matching necklace like you got him once, things like that.

You shrug. ‘I want it to be special for you.’ As if you hadn’t taken Kakucho to the doctor with you immediately, the remnants of an uneaten breakfast left on the table, nurturing that hope as the doctor nodded and all those pangs of morning sickness had suddenly made sense. Kakucho had hugged you, told you he was happy for the both of you and that you and Rin would make the best of parents and you had wished that Rindou was here to see it.

You think of how far you’ve come, how easy it is to love him, how it comes so naturally, and always has done, because he is rough where you are not, he is firm where perhaps you are placid. You find that you don’t have to hurt to love him, there is no jealousy nor resentment, embittered feelings and savage words thrown back and forth. A love like yours is open and freeing, and you think you are the most ‘in love’ lovers on Earth, but maybe all lovers say that, say they are the first and last to experience such freedom. You are convinced that you and Rindou are and while you know it hasn’t always been like this, that it had taken months, years even, of constant persistence, of tiptoeing around him till you found a crack in the marble veneer of his heart to crawl through and make a home in, you don’t regret it.

Rindou yawns, stifles it behind his hand and his eyes scrunch momentarily as he blinks back the sleep sitting heavily on his eyelids. 

He rolls his neck and you catch a glimpse of the tattoo at the base of his throat, tinged with the blue of the phone screen’s reflection, his collarbones that are now clear of any telltale signs of your previous markings, little love bites that you had left on his skin as your own way of claiming him, now faded to a muted pink against the soft gold of his skin. You suppress a shiver at the memory.

‘Rin,’ you say and his head turns, eyes glassy and sluggish. At moments like this, when his guard is momentarily down, the corrugated walls of his defences lowered for you and only you, you find he is less timid in his professing his affection for you, his eyes softer, voice lowered to a rough but sultry whisper against the receiver and all of it elicits a suppressed but needy whine from your side, as if he can somehow jump through the screen and slot his lips against yours in a hungry kiss. 

‘You should sleep, you have a big day ahead tomorrow.’ A softened whisper dripping down the line, though the both of you know you’re constantly fighting to have these singular precious moments, that time like this,suspended under the pale moonlight is short lived.

He hums, but makes no movement to end the call, only rolls onto his back and watches you with his head angled to the side. 

You think he looks beautiful like this. Unguarded, soft around the edges, the sharp creases of him now sanded down and smooth to run your loving hands over. Your skin tingles with it, the need to touch him, to trace the cut of his high cheekbones, the wisps of silky hair, the black ink that decorates his chest, running in arcs and swirls towards his lower abdomen and your stomach tightens with that familiar ache all over again.

‘Oh, you’re giving me orders now?’ A cheeky smile that breaks into a grin when you roll your eyes with exacerbation. 

‘You’re always telling me to be healthy, I can’t do the same?’ 

He clicks his tongue, shakes his head with mirth. ‘I’ll have to punish you when I get back.’ 

You raise an eyebrow at the suggestion. ‘Oh? And how will you do that Sir?’ A teasing lilt to your voice and Rindou’s skin tingles at the suggestion behind your words, the heat spreading along his neck. 

He loves you to a dizzying extent. He loves you to the point of pain. He thinks, no he knows, the delicious ache of you, no matter how painful, is better than a life without. He wonders if you know, if after years of knowing him, you’re aware of just how tightly wound he is around your fingers.

‘Hm, maybe I’ll tie you to the bed, lock your joints so you can’t move.’ And he smirks when your eyes widen with surprise, the quirk of your previously raised eyebrows faltering in shock and desire all at once. He knows you enough to know just what gets under your skin, and really he misses you so much it’s nearly unbearable, nearly cruel even by his standards that he’s spending tomorrow away from you, that this is the closest he can come to you, a phone screen that hardly does justice.

‘Mhm, might even enjoy that Rin,’ you say, your teeth grazing over your bottom lip at the suggestion and Rindou falters, the grin twitching with both mirth and embarrassment. Ran laughs enough as it is at Rin’s antics but he’d have a field day if he knew that a slightly suggestive comment has Rindou writhing in the sheets and covering his face like a schoolgirl with a crush, something he hides constantly behind that cold facade.

‘Yeah, yeah brat whatever.’ 

You giggle, and his heart trips in his chest. He is convinced that Ran just doesn’t get it, that Ran just hasn’t met that person, the one that makes his heart feel ten times too big for him, like a shirt that doesn’t fit right, like electricity zinging in his blood.

At some point, when Rindou sees your head lolling against your chest in his periphery, bobbing back up and rubbing the sleep-grit from your eyes, fighting against the fatigue that snakes along your temples, does he decide to call it a night, albeit unhappily. 

‘Alright Princess, I’m going to head to sleep,’ he says, resisting the urge to grab at the remaining seconds, minutes, hours even till the rosy pink of dawn leaks across the sky. 

‘Going so soon Rin?’ You say and pout and Rindou wishes for the umpteenth time tonight he could grab your face and kiss you through the screen. 

‘Big day tomorrow remember.’

‘Mhm, have fun okay? Call me?’

‘I will… I’ll miss you.’ A muted whisper, a singular moment of naked vulnerability, shared in the safety of the end to end encrypted call, and only for you and the moon to witness.

‘I know,’ you say, because you do, because you miss him just as much, if not more. So much that you think you’ll die of it sometimes, the ache for him, the need that builds in your stomach and winds two hands around your throat, a pulsing squeeze that has both desire and love, admiration and respect for him curling along your skin. ‘Goodnight Birthday boy.’

He flushes at that, and his laugh is both embarrassed and tinged with corresponding love. ‘Goodnight Princess.’ 

You reach forward, shuffle on your elbows till you’re face to face with the red dot of the camera. You land a kiss against it, your hair falling against the screen, collarbones peeking through the shirt (his obviously), an exaggerated smack that’s all saliva and wet lips and giggles and Rindou does the same, much to his own chagrin. It’s the tradition for when he’s away, the nightly routine that makes you both feel that slightest bit closer. And it’s pathetic, and lame, and all so very him, the way he replays the sound of your stifled giggle, the image of you pressing your lips to the camera as he presses the red button and tosses the phone onto the bedside table, rolling over in the bed that desperately misses your scent, and dreams of you until the sun climbs over the horizon again.

a/n: I've had this ready for weeks, I was almost too scared to post it. Do let me know what you think guys! Happy Birthday to my heart and soul, ur a big dummy and i love you so much, this, as always is for you

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Crafting the Perfect Home Theater Experience

 Imagine this: dimmed lights, plush seating,  home theater ideas for small living spaces a charming film on a big screen, and surround sound that transports you proper into the heart of the action. This isn't always just a trip to the cinema; it is your very personal domestic theater, a haven for film nights, carrying occasions, and immersive gaming periods.

Building a domestic theater can be as easy or tricky as you preference. This guide will equip you with the understanding to create an unforgettable enjoyment experience, catering to each price range and ambition.

Setting the Stage: The Room

The best home theater space have to be committed and mild-managed. A basement or spare bed room works properly, supplying a dark environment for premier picture first-rate. Block out external mild with blackout curtains or blinds. Consider soundproofing the room, particularly if it stocks partitions with different dwelling regions.

The Centerpiece: The Screen

The display screen is your window into every other international. Projector displays provide the maximum cinematic enjoy, specifically for large rooms. Projectors require a dedicated area with a smooth, flat floor and managed lights. For a greater user-friendly and space-saving option, do not forget a huge flat-display screen TV.

Sizing Up Your Screen:

The best display screen size depends on viewing distance and room length. A top rule of thumb is to hold a distance of one. Five to 2 instances the screen's diagonal width from the primary viewing vicinity.

Projector Screens: Bigger isn't always better. Measure the space among your primary seating and choose a display size that fills your field of vision with out causing eye strain.

Flat-Screen TVs : Surround sound structures remodel your living room right into a multi-dimensional soundscape. Here's a breakdown of commonplace speaker setups:

Surround Sound Symphony: The Speakers A primary setup with audio system, perfect for smaller rooms or casual viewing.

2.0 Channel : This famous setup includes five surround sound audio system (left, right, center, rear surround) and a subwoofer for bass.

5.1 Channel : These object-based surround sound codecs allow for unique placement of sound effects, developing a simply enveloping soundscape. They require well matched speakers and supply cloth.

7.1 Channel: : Invest in appropriate best speakers, particularly the center channel responsible for dialogue clarity.

Dolby Atmos/DTS:X: This acts as the mind of your sound machine, processing audio alerts and powering the audio system. Choose a receiver like minded with your selected speaker setup and surround sound format.

Finding the Perfect Sound:

Speaker Quality : Seating comfort is vital for lengthy movie marathons. Consider reclining theater seats or cushty sofas with true back guide. Tiered seating guarantees anybody has an unobstructed view of the display. Leave sufficient space among rows for clean movement.

Receiver :  Lighting manipulate goes beyond just blocking out ambient mild. Consider including dimmable recessed lights or LED strips for a greater cinematic revel in. Strategically placed accessory lighting fixtures can spotlight art work or create a heat, inviting atmosphere.

Seating in Comfort:

The Perfect Perch : Here are some additional elements to raise your private home theater experience

Setting the Mood: Lighting and Ambiance : Control lighting, temperature, and even your streaming services with voice instructions or a telephone app.

Beyond the Basics:

Extra Touches : Indulge in the crucial film snack with a committed popcorn system.

Smart Home Integration : These panels help take in sound waves, decreasing echoes and creating a cleaner listening enjoy.

Popcorn Machine : A well-designed media console presents storage on your media gadgets and continues your area organized.

Acoustic Panels: Add a hint of luxury and warmth with plush throws and comfy blankets.

Media Console : Home theater prices can range significantly depending in your favored stage of sophistication. Here's a breakdown of some key value considerations:

Comfy Blankets and Throws : This can be the most widespread rate. Projectors and large TVs evidently value more.

Building Your Budget : Invest in a quality setup that fits your price range and room size.

Screen/TV: Comfortable seating is important, but charges can range relying on fashion and functions.

Speakers and Receiver : Consider the fee of extras like lighting manage,

best home theater screenspopcorn machines, and acoustic panels.

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How to build a touchscreen TTRPG table, and use Arkenforge with it.

Hey folks! Recently we put out this video (also shown below) showing off our new touch screen features, and it’s safe to say it was quite popular! In this article we’ll be giving you instructions on how you can build your own version of this setup at home. Product links in this article are affiliate links.

TLDR Links:

Touch overlays for TV-s or Monitors:

32-inch IR Overlay

42-inch IR Overlay

55-inch IR Overlay

Touch software:

MT Touch Client: https://arkenforge.com/mt-touch-client/

VTT:

The Master’s Toolkit

Map Display

The first thing we’ll need to organise is a way for your players to see the map. There’s three main ways to go about this, depending on your budget and available space. We’ll start with the cheapest/least space required and go up from there.

Horizontal-Mounted TV

The easiest way to get a digital setup up and running is to take an existing TV and lay it flat on your table. If your TV doesn’t have a flat back or you want something a little sturdier, you can design a mount that screws into the back of it to keep it flat. The image above shows one that we’ve designed for use at conventions and our home games.

Projector

Image source: http://projection-mapping.org/dungeons-dragons-projection-mapping/ If you’ve got a sturdy roof and don’t mind doing some wiring, a roof-mounted projector may be for you. This allows for any surface to be used for your play area. Minis with overhanging elements may cause shadows on the map, but arguably that just adds to the immersion.

Integrated Digital Table

This is the big one; a TV built directly into a table! These can range from a few hundred dollars to tens of thousands depending on the features and craftsmanship. The sky is the limit with this setup, as you can add speakers, lighting, or even cup holders! Depending on your touch screen solution, the TV will either be flush with the table, or slightly recessed. If you aren’t confident to chop up a table yourself, contact your local carpenter, or one of the many companies creating ready-made digital tables.

Now that our players are able to see the map, our next step is to make it interactive!

Touch Screen Options

The most important part of this build is the thing that will actually be detecting your minis. There’s two main types of touch screens you’ll want to consider: capacitive and infrared. The touch technology you use will determine if there’s anything else you’ll need to get your setup up and running.

Infrared Overlays

Image source: https://crystal-display.com/products/ir-touch/

IR Overlays work by firing out infrared light in a grid pattern and registering a touch point where the grid is broken. They’re cheap, relatively accurate, and they can detect any object that you put in the middle of them. We personally like these because it can detect any mini right out of the box. There are a solid list of cons though, depending on how you like to run your sessions.

Because the detection is done from the frame inwards, objects that the IR beam can’t hit won’t be detected. This can be noticed when clumping minis together, or if some unfortunate positioning leaves a mini in a dead zone. As the frame detects everything that enters it, dice rolls or accidental droppage can cause unintended reveals. This is something we will address with future versions of the Master’s Toolkit. An IR Overlay also doesn’t play nice with 3D terrain, so you may want to opt for a different solution if you enjoy busting out the Dwarven Forge dungeons. Finally, if you play somewhere with large amounts of IR light, your touch screen may have detection issues.

You can purchase IR overlays in various sizes to fit your screen. We’ve selected a few below for common screen sizes: 32-inch IR Overlay 42-inch IR Overlay 55-inch IR Overlay

Capacitive Touch Screen

Image source: https://www.iop.org/explore-physics/technology-our-lives/touchscreen

These screens are the ones we find in nearly every device today. They detect touch input by sensing when an electrically conductive material is applied to them. This is usually your finger or a stylus. There is no risk of blocking your minis, as the source of detection is the screen itself. There’s also no risk of interference from other light sources, meaning they can be used in all conditions.

While capacitive screens solve a lot of the issues that IR touch screens can face, there is extra cost and work involved in preparing your minis for detection. The main downside of these devices is that standard mini bases are made of plastic, and therefore are not conductive. You’ll need to find custom bases with a capacitive material, usually involving copper or aluminium. Aluminium foil can often work in a pinch, but results can be iffy. As a general rule of thumb, if it works on your smartphone, it’ll work on your screen. As capacitive touch screens put you in charge of what does and doesn’t get detected, you can safely use 3D terrain on these screens.

Capacitive screens can be purchased both as a full unit, or as a film that you can place on your existing TV. You can find one such film below:

Capacitive touch screen film

If you aren’t too big on the DIY side of things, you can increase your budget a bit and go for an already integrated capacitive touch screen:

40-inch capacitive touch screen

Once your screen has been organised, the next thing you’ll need is the software to run it!

Software

At this moment in time, there’s two pieces of software you’ll need to get your touch screen up and running. Our first version of this feature requires two devices, one of which must be running Windows. There’s no spec requirements for this second device. It just needs to be able to connect to WiFi. As time goes on, we’ll be working to get the second device to a much cheaper price point and more convenient size.

The Master’s Toolkit

This is the most important part of your setup! Right now the Toolkit interprets all touch points as vision to reveal. In the future we’ll be performing some software wizardry to allow selective touch reveal, touch dead-zones, and a bunch of other fun features.

In the first release of this feature, we’ve got some simple options available. For a full overview, check out our sister article that explains how to use and configure the MT Touch Client: https://arkenforge.com/mt-touch-client/

MT Touch Client software

Those of you on Windows may have noticed a new option in your Launcher – MT Touch Client. This software runs on a Windows device connected to your touch screen. Some of you may be wondering: “Why do I need a second device + software to use the touch screen? Can’t I just plug it into my main computer” That’s a pretty valid question. The primary reason is that touch input steals control of the mouse. This stops the Toolkit from being useable once minis are in play, and can lead to a lot of unintended UI selection. Another fun fact is that Windows clears ALL touch points if it detects a point for more than 60 seconds. This is counterproductive when dealing with minis that are often on the board for hours at a time.

For this reason, we created the MT Touch Client software to send touch information to the Toolkit over the local network. The only thing you need to do is run the software. It’ll automatically connect to the Toolkit and handle everything from there. One other benefit of having an external app is that the Toolkit can remain platform independent, so whether you’re running on PC, Mac, or Wine, you don’t need to worry about drivers or compatibility issues. For a full overview of the MT Touch Client, view our sister article here: https://arkenforge.com/mt-touch-client/

Integrating other devices with the Toolkit fog of war

For those who want to perform your own fun fog of war integration, the Toolkit receives fog data via OSC. Port 7001, Address “/FogOfWarPosition”. Data will need to be in the string format “[touch point]|[x position]|[y position]”, where [touch point] is an integer from 0 – 99, [x/y position] is a decimal value from 0 – 1 representing the screen position, and ‘|’ is the separator character.

Enjoy your new setup!

You’ve now got everything you need to get a touch screen setup up and running! If this feels like a bit too much work, we’ll be looking to release a kit that contains everything you need in the future. Be sure to stay on the lookout for that!

If you don’t have the Master’s Toolkit yet, try it free for 28 days at https://arkenforge.com/trial

See you in the next one!

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This luxurious family sitting room by Algedra is a beautiful example modern design and comfortable interior. The spacious area boasts a harmonious blend of contemporary and classic design elements. Neutral tones dominate the palette, creating a serene ambiance. Plush sofas in soft fabrics offer a cozy seating arrangement, perfect for family gatherings.

A stunning marble fireplace serves as the focal point, adding warmth and sophistication. Above it, a large flat-screen TV is integrated seamlessly into the design. Built-in shelves flanking the fireplace provide stylish storage and display options.

The ceiling features a detailed interior design with recessed lighting, enhancing the room's luxurious feel. Large windows allow natural light to flood the space, highlighting the exquisite interior decor. Elegant drapes add a touch of refinement and privacy.

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[casstelli]

hometown cemeteries

There is nothing to do in my hometown.

Nothing except, of course, walking

across town to the cemetery

to sit with the ghosts.

I bid my grandfather goodbye,

calling out from across the doorway

to where he is sat on the old red sofa

watching the stock prices or the news

on his shiny, new, flat screen TV

while a young girl, maybe five or six,

whose Italian is better than mine

is curled at his side.

When I finally make it out

of that home I used to call mine

I lock the front door.

The girl follows in her bouncing steps

undoing my hard work and not bothering

to lock up after herself.

The streets are busy like they always were

but across the speeding cars I see

the girl stopped in front of the neighbors’.

She’s gazing at the cockatoos they keep

with a wonder I think I’ll never understand.

Past the river and the roundabout

she’s walking to school in her little group

in her blue uniform with its Hello Kitty patch.

She is seven now, but she does not shrink

under the weight of her new responsibilities.

I wonder how she does it.

I do not see her when I pass the school

but it is recess, and I hear her.

Her laughter floats over her friends’,

loud and clear as windchimes

as she plays in the poppy fields

which I can’t quite recall from my time.

She is twelve when I see her next

and distinctly more spectral.

I can no longer recognize her, but I know

it’s her in that group of friends

stopping for gelato at the cafe

whose owners still recognize me.

The doors to the church are open

and there she is, fourteen years old

ghostly rosary around her pale neck

receiving the Holy Eucharist.

I remember bitterly that I left before

I got my first taste of communion wine.

My mother is waiting at a bus stop

and I am annoyed like I always am,

but it is that girl that jumps into her arms,

seventeen now, studying science.

I suppose I am like her in that regard

but that glow to her is foreign to me.

So is the fact that she is fading, but.

She glances at me and I understand

that I am fading to her, as well.

I blink her out of my eyes and make a right

down the road to the cemetery.

I’ve never entertained ghost stories,

never felt my grandparents with me

when I deigned to visit their graves.

As a matter of fact,

I do not believe in much of anything.

Even then, I am far less haunted

when I make time to pray for the dead.

Or maybe the girl’s still following.

Maybe I’m just partial to the cemetery

because I’ve grown to believe

that everything should stay in its place.

[outofsightmountingsblog]

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[rose---child]

Ignore this

Tbh I don’t reconize “gen alpha” as a real thing just like I still think “gen x” is stupid as a term.

I didn’t have to grow up hearing about the other terms like “the me generation” from boomers to just have people accept some bland marketing term. I call it “gen y2k” due to the fact that it’s actually a fun term. Also the fear that came out of the y2k virus scare in the 90s feels almost like a preview of the wild nonsense that’s been happening for the last 23 years.

It’s not actually a big deal but, why are we accepting marketing terms as a identity? Shouldn’t we get to decide what we call ourselves?

Also when did “gen alpha” start and “gen z” end

Like we barley have a good indicator between millinal and gen z, what is the difference between z and alpha.

See these dumb terms made a lot of sense for the 20th century since it was structured IN AMERICA very well

Greatest generation: the progressive era

Silent generation: Great Depression

Baby boomers: post ww2, 1945

Then the problem starts and that’s that the Cold War lasted like 40 years, not 4

Baby boomers grew up with the their parents truama from having to be in 2 world wars, and the Great Depression and the red scare, and baby boomers had to deal with their own problems, but they also did exists during the greatest economic period of American history, but that’s probably due to the fact that America was a economic powerhouse and they just kept building their indusry during the war, then after it, they were the only ones left with factories since Europe was in ruin.

Baby boomers fought for civil rights when they were younger but as they grew older they made it hell for everyone else

Now with gen x and mallinals it gets murky between these 2 like they def are diff, but when and how is unclear to me

And that’s the point

Without some major event, it’s hard to tie down to one thing, we’re keeping these labels around without the need for them.

Early 20 somethings and teens as genz Isant that hard to say

“Kids”

Like we could get rid of the terms

And before you say “what do you mean event, we’re having major events all the time” yeah but which one is what shapes gen alpha to be a separate thing?

Y2k and 911 culturally changed things so much

Also between the late 90s-2008 technology kept evolving rapidly. When I was in kindergarten crt monitors were becoming aged already, but not uncommon to see in school.

By the recession, tvs went from crt to sleek black and homogenized flat screens

But now every other week a new major event is happening, so how do we decide when a gen is different?