#tech 2017

[amn-group]

What's in my Tech Bag! v6.0

It'' s been a while since I'' ve. And being on the roadway right'now, I figured it ' d be the. Fast shout out, if you'' re not following me on Instagram, obtained a possibility to win an actually. sick set of kicks from Puma. And details on that particular are down below. (positive songs) So, first off the bag, the knapsack. The most fundamental part. of a What'' s in My Bag. This is the Air Tech…

[zegalba]

Heiko Hellwig: Silicon Cities (2017)

Colorful Circuit Cities Built From Motherboards, Processors, and Microchips. Hellwig built these cityscapes last year using the guts of old MacBooks, IBMs, and even PlayStations that he scavenged from eBay and friends' basements.

[quixot1sm]

hilbert and hilda's baby brother, colress's naive apprentice, interpol's little tool, what can't this guy be! well-adjusted, apparently.

[thathyperfixatedsonofagun]

5 years since my idiot son disintegrated 🫂

1991 at some point, probably - December 1st, 2019

[miamaimania]

NES-talgic Dreams ⏰: A vibrant mashup of retro tech and African patterns ♀️. 'Play Station 1' by Ndidi Emefiele.

[slingbacked]

[chatretr0]

Glitch Techs Animation Test

[thesleeptokenarchive]

On This Day: July 8 2017

On February 21 2017, it was announced that Sleep Token would be joining the line up for the 2017 edition of the UK Tech-Metal Fest. However, what was meant to be their second ritual ended up never happening as the collective found it necessary to cancel this appearance for unknown circumstances. Their spot was given to The Parallax Method and had Sleep Token performed, it would have been July 8 2017.

The collective had prepared some offerings to be obtained at this event but due to their impending absence, it was decided that the shirts would be still sold at the festival as well as a means of communicating with the band. This was a letter box, or 'dream' box, that was available at the same table as their t-shirts would be displayed.

The t-shirts that were made.

The UK Tech-Metal Fest 2017 poster prior to cancellation.

[magictavern]

going to pound my head against a desk repeatedly

[jesuisgourde]

doing tech theatre is so funny because like actors have to audition and maybe they don't get the part but with tech it's basically all word of mouth and like you prove reliable in one aspect of tech theatre and suddenly the director you know gets you in contact with another director who needs a lighting person who then connects you with another and another and suddenly you're like oh i haven't worked a full shift of my real job in forever because i keep having to leave early for rehearsal maybe i should take a break and then someone else contacts you because they need a lighting person

[fanfoolishness]

Hello lovely! Adoring your blog!

Can I request something for your drabble post?

Was thinking (in keeping with current events lol)

Crosshair and Omega and 'Eclipse, Goggles'.

Maybe some fluffy angst about trauma bonding by watching an eclipse through Tech's spare goggles? 😭😅

Thank you! X

thank you so much for the prompt! This ended up being quite a bit longer than a drabble - nearly 1K. Enjoy!

under sun and shade

Omega and Crosshair share memories of Tech on a sunny day.

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He finds her under the shade of a vast spreading tree, sunlight streaming through gaps in the leaves and catching in her golden hair.  Batcher frisks beside him, then lets out a happy bark, charging to Omega’s side and rolling on the ground beside her.  Omega pats her absently, then squints up at him.

”Hi, Crosshair.”

”You weren’t at lunch.  I told Hunter I’d check on you.”

She gives him a wan smile.  “You both worry too much.”

He raises his eyebrows.  This from the kid who’d been kidnapped by bounty hunters and the Empire, who still had the Empire after her.  “I’m not sure we worry enough.”

She chuckles a little, but it’s nothing like the laugh he’s gotten used to.  Crosshair frowns, leaning against the trunk of the tree.  His shadow blocks the dappled sunlight playing over her hair and face.  A guilty look crosses her face, and then he realizes what she’s holding.

Tech’s broken goggles.

He goes cold, despite the sunny day.

“I just…” She hangs her head.  “I miss him, Crosshair.  I thought maybe I’d go and think about him for a while.”

Crosshair swallows.  He’s not sure what to do here.  She left them to go off by herself.  Is he supposed to let her be?  “I can… leave you alone.”

Her face twists to one side.  She’s crying silently, trying not to show it.  For a moment he almost does leave — he’d want to be alone, if it were him (wouldn’t he?).  But that doesn’t feel right.  He sinks down to the ground beside her and reaches out, stiffly patting her on the back.

She curls up under his arm so quickly he’s taken by surprise.  He shifts his arm, brings her a little closer.  It’s strange, feeling like a shelter, like he’s… safe, for  her.  The chill in his chest fades.

”Don’t you miss him, too?” she whispers.

”Yes,” says Crosshair.  “Of course.”  A muscle works in his throat.  He closes his eyes, blinking back a sudden sting.  “Did he like it here?”

Omega laughs, though she still sounds teary.  “I think so.  I was remembering how he recorded all the birds.  Not just their calls, but everything to do with them — how their wings sounded when they flew, the sounds of the bugs they liked to eat, the noises their babies made.  He used to sit right here recording sometimes.  Then he’d play them back for me, telling me all their names.”  She lets out a long breath.  “I think talking about him helps.”

Scenes flash before him.  Tech in their quarters back on Kamino, acting out every new plan that came into his brilliant mind. The confident little smile he’d get, pulling off something insanely clever.  His voice rising with excitement when figuring out the twists and turns of a new language.  Understanding you does not mean that I agree with you.

Crosshair opens his eyes, looking out at the distant sea, the sunlight shimmering on the waves.  “Did he ever tell you about the eclipse on Ryloth?”

”No,” she says, scooting closer to him.  He squeezes her shoulder.  

“I was on watch.  Hunter and Wrecker were laying low, resting up for a night mission.  Tech was supposed to be, but he joined me.  He wouldn’t stop talking about an eclipse by the largest moon.”

“An eclipse? During your mission?” 

“It was very rare.  He knew exactly how rare, of course.”  Crosshair smiles slightly at the memory, though he’d been irritated by Tech’s chatter about the stages of the eclipse and Ryloth’s five moons and the fact that only the largest moon could initiate a total eclipse.

“Of course.”  Omega looks up at him, curious, her eyes dry.  “What was it like?”

“Strange,” Crosshair admits.  “The light went wrong.  We’d been on Ryloth for two weeks.  I thought I knew the place.  Until totality approached, and everything fell dark.  And quiet.”  

His arms prickle with goosebumps.  It’s still such a powerful memory, the shift in the light’s register, the deep unreal shadows descending upon the world before them, the noises he’d gotten used to in the distance faltering into silence.  And then Tech beside him, voice hushed: “Totality.  It will last for six point two minutes, and this planet will not see such a spectacle again for thirty years.  We will have no other chance to see this event on this world in our lifetimes -- now, Crosshair!  Look!”

Crosshair shivers.  “We’d seen a lot of the galaxy by then.  But that stays with me.  It was… beautiful.  And Tech wanted me to see it with him.”  

He tries to describe it to Omega, though his halting words are nothing like as clear as the memory he still carries.  The image flares in his mind once more, the sun a black upon black disk, a white halo of hazy corona swirling and shifting around its borders, its light not moonlight or sunlight but something else entirely.  He’d drunk it in, goosebumps rippling on his arms.  And then he turned to Tech, whose brown eyes were wide and unblinking behind his goggles, his face shining, transported.  “It is…” Tech paused, then shook his head, gazing up at the corona.  “It is beyond my ability to describe.”

Crosshair had just nodded.  “I think I know what you mean.”

They didn’t get to talk much about it after; the mission had taken precedence, and then there was the next mission, and the mission after that.  But every time it came to mind, his arms prickled, and he remembered Tech, his face glowing.

Omega shifts beside him, and he’s back on Pabu, on a bright sunny day beneath the shade of a drowsing tree.  She pulls away from his embrace, looking down at the goggles in her hands.  

“I like that story, Crosshair.”

He takes a deep breath.  Perhaps talking does help.

“I do, too.”

[fruitiermetrostation]

Samsung Galaxy Note Tablet 8.0 (2017)

[whatthebec]

Can anyone explain why I'm suddenly getting an influx of followers

[nightmare-knight]

Estoy extrañando mucho escribir mi serie de Ducktales "Monstruos de S.H.U.S.H", así que a partir de julio comenzaré a escribir el examen de ingreso a esta agencia de espías, y voy a dejar por ahora en pausa mis fanfics TechxRev.

Agradezco todo el apoyo que me han dado en el fandom hasta ahora, aprecio todos los hits, kudos y comentarios que me han dado todos ustedes, este no es un adios, solo un hasta luego.

De todos modos, iba a comenzar mi sección Tech vs Gyro, en estas vacaciones, a ver que sale (debo sentarme a dibujar)

Nos leemos pronto.

[coeurdeverre82]

[senxitive]

So you're telling me Lex's story literally just dies and goes nowhere? And season 10 is an unfinished end? And no one's story is finished?????