#scrive

[ti-racconto-di-mee]

Gli angeli nascono dalla purezza.

Dalla luce.

E lui era proprio uno di quelli.

[wurds-fur-nurds]

Scrivotivorcs (noun) /ˈskrɪv-oʊ-tɪv-ɔːrks/

A meticulous dispatcher or operator responsible for coordinating minicab routes with precision, ensuring maximum absorptivity of available vehicles for passenger demand.

A system or individual that records, analyzes, and optimizes transport logistics, often employing scriving techniques to document and refine operational efficiency.

Usage: The scrivotivorcs employed by the city's transport authority revolutionized the local minicab service, reducing wait times significantly.

[remembering-the-future]

Title: The Rise of "Scrive-Minis": How Absorptivity-Powered Minicabs Are Reshaping Urban Mobility

In a bold move to revolutionize urban transportation, the government announced today that it will adopt "scrive-minis" as the backbone of its nationwide public transport strategy. These next-generation minicabs, powered by advanced absorptivity panels and guided by the cutting-edge Scrive AI, promise a cleaner, faster, and more efficient alternative to legacy vehicles. Unlike conventional electric cars, scrive-minis harness environmental heat and light through ultra-efficient absorptivity cells, eliminating reliance on traditional charging infrastructure. Critics initially scoffed at the idea of ambient energy being enough to sustain heavy urban demand, but two years of field testing have proven the technology not only viable but transformative. The government claims the fleet will cut urban emissions by 80% by 2030.

The Scrive AI, which manages the fleet, is the heart of the system. Scrive leverages predictive algorithms and real-time data to optimize routes, ensure availability, and even dynamically adjust fares based on demand while maintaining government-regulated caps. Riders report a dramatic improvement in efficiency and affordability, with waiting times reduced by over 50%. Moreover, scrive-minis are entirely autonomous, eliminating the cost of human drivers and lowering fares further. However, concerns about Scrive’s level of control have sparked debate over government oversight. Civil liberties groups argue that allowing a centralized AI to coordinate urban transport risks abuse of power and overreach into citizens' movement data. The government has responded with promises of transparent audits, but skepticism remains.

The introduction of scrive-minis also marks a turning point in the relationship between innovation and governance. Unlike previous attempts to modernize infrastructure, this initiative represents a rare instance where the government collaborated directly with private tech firms from concept to execution. By funding absorptivity research and providing regulatory support for Scrive’s algorithms, the government positioned itself as an enabler rather than an impediment to progress. Supporters see this as a model for future public-private partnerships, while critics worry it will foster corporate dependency on government funding. As the first scrive-minis roll out in pilot cities, one thing is clear: the fusion of absorptivity technology and AI is not just reshaping transportation—it’s redefining how governments interact with innovation itself.

[primepaginequotidiani]

PRIMA PAGINA Il Resto Del Carlino di Oggi sabato, 24 agosto 2024

[antoniettabrandeisova]

Fanciulla Che Scrive (detail), c. 1874. Giovanni Spertini (Italian, 1821-1895)

[sasdavvero]

— you can always come home

You can always come home, your parents told you, smiling so kindly. It made you think of them, of all they had always done for you, it made you realize just how much you had missed them.

It made you wonder, after spending all those hours watching the footage Ego sent you. It made you wonder about everyone around you, all you never were and everyone you've met in that path. Silent words, echoing in your whole body, old stories mentioned just barely, but that stayed with you until that moment, dormant until they had told you so clearly.

How was Bachira? Had he heard those same words from his mother, or were they already close enough that they didn't need saying? Was he happy at home?

How was Nagi doing? How empty were his eyes now that he had something and it had been taken from his hands so suddenly? Was he now wasting away in a games room with no hopes and no energy as he seemed to have done before meeting Reo?

And how was Reo? What was he going to do? What did he care about now? How much more had he cried for a shattered shared dream?

How was Kunigami? How did his family react when they saw him home again? How did he explain to them everything? Did he, at least to them, at least to the people that should have been the most important?

How was Hiori? How many praises did he ignore from his parents? How many corrections? How much was he worth now, to them? Was he enough now? Was he going to be okay? Was he going to avoid his life until the World Cup as he had always avoided all that he could not change?

How was Rin? Was he satisfied? Was he so restented he was going to just train and train and think of how to destroy him once more? What did he hear from his parents? Did he hear something from them? From Sae? From anyone? Did he not want to hear anyway?

How was Nanase? How happy was he to still be in? How happy was he to be able to come home and have a reason to be proud? You barely congratulated him on his position, what did he actually think about it?

And your "German" teammates? How were they? How were the people who had been there from the start and stayed, and the ones that had to leave? How were your old teammates from all those stages, how were your past and present opponents? How was everyone?

How much of them did you not know at all? How much was never said? How much did you want to know?

You can always come home, you will always have a place here, no matter what happens, no matter how much you change.

You wish you could think of each and every one of them just to take a moment and see them as people, now that you didn't have to maneuver them for your own good. Maybe you could meet in Shibuya again, maybe there could be even the people who hadn't been the first time: maybe Nanase would loudly chat with Bachira with shared enthusiasm for sweet drinks; maybe Shidou and Rin would be fined for disorderly conduct, maybe Yukimiya, Karasu and Otoya would chat again about whatever people like them chatted about.... forming a brand? Aryu would surely be good at that, and they all would have the money to do so, now. Maybe Barou would refuse to meet with them. Maybe they would have chosen a different location, maybe they could have invaded his home just to hang out all together. That could have been funny. Where did he live again?

Maybe even the ones who had to leave could join them: maybe you could get to say hi to Igaguri again, maybe Tokimitsu would frantically apologize for being there while you would just feel glad to be able to be there with everyone. Maybe you could get Nagi to stop by too.

Maybe you could be friends, not acquaintances still ready to destroy each other, still wary each of every other. Sure, Blue Lock had not ended still, but maybe...

You can always come home, and you knew that was true. You were glad it was. You wondered how many couldn't always come home.

You knew everybody while not knowing anyone at all. You knew that, had you not got to know them then, you would not be able to anymore.

You could have tried, you could have sent a message to Bachira and start a chain reaction. Maybe you could have taken the first step.

You, Isagi Yoichi, the worst guy to start a conversation in general. You have changed so much. Maybe this had changed too, your avoidant tendencies and your introverted being.

You tell yourself you would, as you finally lie in bed at three am after finishing all the footage. You tell yourself you could dare, you could try.

You will always have a home to come back to, so, maybe, leaving to try and live would not be as scary as it had always seemed.

[unwinthehart]

Io non capisco proprio come la giuria demoscopica abbia fatto così schifo agli ultimi Direttori Artistici che hanno deciso di eliminarla. Da esperienza diretta:

- aveva il 33% di peso sul voto finale

- era composta da gente di estrazione sociale, età, luogo e gusti musicali diversi (ci veniva somministrato un sondaggio/test in merito)

- era incorruttibile perché non ci si poteva contattare l'un l'altro, nessuno sapeva chi ne faceva parte (incluse le discografiche) e non si potevano avere affiliazioni coi cantanti (a differenza di alcuni giornalisti che sono pure ufficio stampa dei concorrenti)

- essendo così diversa, impediva la formazione di blocchi unici verso un unico cantante ed arginava il voto delle fanbase, rendendo il voto equo verso tutti gli artisti

[fifteenloove]

"Una giornata più bella de sempre" oh he's never beating those allegations..........

[ma-chi1993]

Romano e Veneziano versione malessere ogni volta che si mettono alla guida, fanno a gara a chi guida peggio

[kommunityox]

Ricordatevi che l'esc quest'anno va boicottata come non lo è mai stata. E così via finché Isr*ele non viene espulso definitivamente dalla competizione e l'organizzazione non fa i salti mortali per rimediare allo schifo ipocrita che sta compiendo.

Gli unici post che voglio vedere a maggio sono per tirarli addosso la merda.

[pinkanonhopes]

hope looks good on me.

[antoniettabrandeisova]

Fanciulla Che Scrive, c. 1874. Giovanni Spertini (Italian, 1821-1895)

[eresia-catara]

Eternal war 1, spoilers

two types of notes:

[sasdavvero]

in honor of updating Doomed From The Start after more than half a year, I redrew two drawings from this post! it was fun as hell!! I hope I will actually be able to keep translating the story 'cause I really care about it a lot.... we'll hope for the best!!

[eng / ita]

[yep-ishouldbesleeping]

"Prometto che non devolverò il mio cachet in beneficienza"

💀💀

[unwinthehart]

questo sangue tra giornalisti e cantanti doveva esserci al Dopo Festival