blast shield

Since I had so much fun doing the Section 17 comic for Secret Santa, I thought I’d try my hand at another Fitzsimmons comic. So here’s the reunion scene from the end of episode 4x07! This was so much fun to do; it stretched my artistic muscles in directions they haven’t gone before. Hope you guys enjoy! I’d love to do more of these in the future.

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DO NOT REPOST.

The Daqri Qube™ provides ground-breaking 360 degree coverage with four built-in optical cameras, two infra-red sensors, two motion-tracking rangefinders, echolocation, and a short-burst X-ray emitter capable of penetrating a seven-inch lead blast shield.

The Daqri Qube™ is ruggedized to withstand the modern business environment, with ISO-3103 compliant impact resistance, waterproofing tested up to thirty meters, an ablative carapace that can regenerate in less than six seconds after sustaining small arms fire, and the award-winning DoomEye™ point defense system.

The Daqri Qube™ is compatible with a wide variety of connectors and communications protocols, including USB, wi-fi, FireWire, serial port, point-to-point laser communications, telepathy, and dripping messages written in blood that spontaneously manifest on the walls. Additionally, from time to time it emits a low, ominous chanting in an unknown language. The meaning is as-yet unknown, but our top linguistic engineers are exploring the exciting business uses.

The Daqri Qube™ is ergonomically designed to be comfortable for long periods of use, with cushioned handles, a carrying strap (sold separately,) and seventeen separate mucous membranes to provide ample hand lubrication at all times.

The Daqri Qube™ has been cleared of all charges in the 2015 Alabama Chicken Farmers Association v. Daqri 5th Circuit Court case. However, we are legally obligated to inform you that the Daqri Qube is known to display erratic behavior when insulted. Until this minor design flaw is corrected, all new orders will include a tub of Qube Pacification Ointment, free of charge.

The Daqri Qube™ has a battery life of up to seventeen hours under normal conditions, and can be recharged in the field with standard USB battery packs or by leaving it on an obsidian plinth during a solar eclipse.

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—  the project manager sent us a message asking us to look up something named the Daqri Qube for him, aka google it for him. I sent him this and he thanked me for being the first person to give an actual answer after reading the first ten words or so.
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Briana Venskus as Agent Piper (3x19) appreciation post
— insp by x

bullets_and_burnouts

Finally got this upper the way I want it:
-BCM KMR ELW 11.5" Upper -Vortex Razor HD II 1-6
-American Defense Extended Mount
-Streamlight Protac Rail Mount 1
-Impact Weapons Components Thorntail Inline Mount
-Griffin Armament Flash Hider
-Griffin Armament Blast Shield
-Magpul MBUS Pro back ups
-BCM Lower
-Geissele SD-C Trigger
-Magpul CT-R Stock
-Spikes T-2 Buffer

i can never understand why people make lance out to be the team idiot. did we watch the same show? the lance i saw wasn’t the only one who messed up in his team flight simulation at the garrison, it was a team effort. the lance i saw managed to be the last paladin standing next to shiro during their group training session, protecting themselves and each other from blasts with their shields. the lance i saw kept keith from blowing everything up on the balmera by coming up with an alternate plan that caused less stress on the already dying animal. even in the comics there’s a scene where they have a mission to save an alien princess from her captor, and they go to the tower to do so and start to fight a dragon, and lance– not shiro the leader, not pidge the genius– was the one to realize that the dragon WAS the princess, put under a spell. stop calling lance dumb 2k17, he’s smart and i’m proud of him.

Of the Moon

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Name: Jungkook

Status: 6th recruitment, youngest

Strengths: super strength, invincibility, force blasts and shields, petrification, agility

Everything is a challenge.  At least that’s what Jungkook believed.  He wanted to be the biggest, if not the biggest then the strongest.  With the choice of not getting older, he was beginning to enjoy the gentle age of 18, the freedom never settling down within him just yet.  He’s been this old for years now.  They can always stop when they please.  

He liked the experience, the fresh faces of young girls as they danced around him at parties and the versatility that this age brought him. Old enough, but still not old enough.  No matter his age, he would always be treated like the baby.  So that was just it exactly, what made him strong enough to focus here.  He gained strength and agility, able to pick up anything he pleased at any time, able to move quickly and without problem avoiding any issues.

Not that he really had any.

It was when the joked turn serious, being a baby was just a term of endearment from his friends but much more of an insult from other guys around this town.  They truly focused on him and made him struggle.  He was still learning, he was still trying to figure out exactly what it was that he had, what was the most special to him.  Of course he was decent with all of the powers he obtained, the spells he learned he practiced until got it perfectly, but even then, to him perfection is full of flaws.

He punched the one guy, lucky enough to only hit his arm and not his face.  He had never heard such a terrible scream in his life, at was almost as if he had knocked his arm clean off other than just an angry punch… But maybe he may as well have.  Turns out that the bones in his arm completely shattered, any harder than he probably wouldn’t have an arm. If his powers had been more focused in that time… Needless to say that no one ever bothered him again. In fact he was feared, and even took a tumble with other kids in his grade while still in school, not even wanting to speak to him out of fear that he had an angry streak and would kill them with a single look.

The more the word spread around, the more alone he became until, Taehyung and Jimin approached him in the corner of the lunch room.

“Super strength, huh?” Taehyung laughed, a bite of apple in his mouth rolling along his tongue.

Jungkook looked among their faces in question. The kind of look that made both Jimin and Taehyung’s faces go soft, because Jungkook really was adorable.

“Look, come to this address tonight, alright? Don’t worry. We like you.” Jimin tossed a folded piece of paper on the table with a smirk, and they went on their way.

Jungkook’s fear subsided once he joined the house. Everything he needed was there for the type of growth he desired. Whether it be physical, mental, emotional.  He had the type of support system that was not available once he focused on the path he was destined for.

Taehyung became his favorite, whether he was telling him how he felt or trying to fight him, he was the one to go to. The only other was Hoseok, sometimes he took them both on at the same time. They all held the same type of speed and agility that left Jungkook swinging for hours, sending blasts and hoping to catch them just a little bit.

And everything was fun and games until he was scolded by Namjoon at least, for being loud or accidentally breaking something.  But with time came comfort, and he soon learned that Namjoon’s seriousness was only to a certain level when it came to his round baby face.

He was also able to grow socially, learning that no, not everyone was against him.  He was actually quite popular at parties, he usually had a crowd going around him whatever that nights show might hold. Taehyung usually joined in, in some sort of fashion.  They seemed to be an unstoppable duo, and unmanageable. But they both knew when to call it quits.

Sometimes anger is more persuasive than the consequences.

I’ll admit, I kinda wish people on this site would talk more without anon to me. Talk to me about things I like or draw or things we like together. The problem with having anon on is that you invite people who wanna hide behind a blast shield so they can rag on you endlessly or send you hate for some reason. I’d turn it on but I’ve noticed my stress levels are too high to handle stuff like that nowadays, Maybe younger me could but older me is dealing with other things on her place right now. I’m not sure what to do or what would be a good idea as turning anon on sounds bad but I want people too shy to talk without anon to be comfortable too so it’s tricky. :c

The turians day off (closed RP with Tankbredhuman)

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Plina pulled the blast shield down over the demo crew she had and clicked the button that set off the explosives in the abandoned building which then collapsed the building in a perfect pile. Demolition in public almost never happened in the presidium but when it did many people watched in awe of the blast.

The turian sighed a bit as she moved the shield away and a few humans looked at her and nodded as she then took off her face mask and walked away from the rubble. The woman’s face had white face paint of a skull on it but it was mostly faded from her military days. She stepped down the path keeping her head down when she accidentally bumped into someone and lost her footing before falling over.

I wonder if the corruption being a diamond-specific power is just bc only diamonds have access to that tech due to their position in command or if it’s a nod to them being at the top of the Mohs scale and being able to damage every other gemstone

OK QUICK N DIRTY THEORY BECAUSE CRACK THE WHIP IS ONE HECK OF AN EPISODE

Jasper mentions again and again how she and other quartz soldiers are literally made to fight, and it’s been mentioned before by rose that gems pop out of the earth fully formed knowing exactly who they are and who they’re meant to be- innate, designed coding.

What do we know that erases that sense of self?

The diamonds’ corruption song.

Amethyst was still in the earth when the diamonds nuked earth in the biggest magical “fuck this” of all time, but she also doesn’t have the sense of purpose that literally every other gem we’ve seen has had, despite how they may have chosen to live their lives post- “reinvention”/great gem war. 

But Amethyst doesn’t have that. Yet, despite emerging after the blast, and definitely NOT being shielded by rose, she isn’t corrupted either.

So what if being in the earth during the blast shielded her… only partially? She retained her personhood, her abilities and form- but what if that innate coding, her predetermined kindergarten “identity” was wiped out when the song penetrated the earth?

Of course Rose would say she’s perfect the way she is.
Beyond being compassionate, Amethyst is the sort of new start that Rose would have looked for as the future of gem kind. She’s a deviation, she’s free to grow and choose and make her own path from her own lived experiences- no predestined coding holding her back. She’s got other stuff going on and no time to worry about what she should be. She would have represented the potential for change, and that’s something that Rose placed high value on.

She’s the most humanlike gem beyond Steven.
She’s the only gem we’ve seen that was not only incubated on earth, but emerged post war. 
I don’t think that’s by chance.

Relief and Reunions

Padmé sat alone in her bedroom, eyes glued to the HoloNet News as it covered the battle raging over Coruscant. Republic starfighters had engaged with Separatist forces and it appeared that two managed to make it through the blast shields of the Invisible Hand. She was certain the comm earlier had come from Anakin, that he can wanted to talk to her before the battle began. Now all of Coruscant was breaking for impact as what appeared to be half of a ship was careening towards the planet. More than once already she had been sick over the coverage, rushing to the bathroom to expel the contents of her stomach until there was nothing left. She knew the only person in the galaxy who was both crazy enough, brave enough, and skilled enough to attempt such a feat was her husband. She only prayed to Shiraya that he and most likely Obi-wan made it to the ground alive.

the force is my new hulk I guess

I’m kind of thinking about The Force Awakens and about how I want to write fic because I have Things To Say (but mostly about Luke Skywalker), but all the ideas I have feel really uninspired because they just take up directly at the end of the movie and say what happened next.  Anyway this was how I felt directly after The Avengers, so I went and looked at some old fic I started writing then.  I’m reading this unfinished fic that is like, the first thing I wrote after seeing TA.  It’s a fic about all of them getting schwarma and I come across this priceless gem:

“I just don’t think it would be a good idea to cut off a chunk of an alien you know nothing about, and go and start—testing it’s DNA and inventing serums and miracle cures,” Steve said.  Bruce thought that Steve didn’t mean to, but it didn’t matter–Steve still looked his way.

Bruce looked at his shawarma.  He had absolutely nothing to say about irresponsible science.

And I was like wow, I really have a one track mind when it comes to MCU.

Then I was like, who am I kidding.  The only fics I want to write about The Force Awakens are all about  the ethics of Force training anyway. 

God I need a new schtick.