Star Wars worlds : Scarif 
Scarif was a secluded and tropical planet in the Outer Rim used by the Galactic Empire to house the construction of the first Death Star, an armored battle station capable of destroying entire worlds. The Empire built a major Imperial security complex on Scarif and excavated large swaths of land in order to build ships and supply the Death Star. An orbiting docking station housed several Imperial Star Destroyers. The planet was protected by an impenetrable deflector shield that enveloped the entire world.

terminalfanatic  asked:

How does a Miranda class ship move through a debris field without a deflector dish?

In-universe answer: It does have a deflector; it just looks different than on other ships.

Real-world answer: the designers couldn’t find a good spot for one, so they just said, “Eh, screw it.”


Rogue One planets: Scarif

Scarif was a secluded and tropical planet in the Outer Rim Territories region of the galaxy. Despite its remoteness, it played an important part in the Galactic Empire’s military-industrial complex, becoming a center for Imperial top-secret military research. In this capacity, it housed a multitude of different projects, including the construction of the first Death Star battle station. Because of its importance, the planet was protected by an impenetrable deflector shield that enveloped the entire world, with the only opening being the Shield Gate.

Headcannon: Rung doesn’t need glasses.

Rung is my favorite character in the entirety of the Transformers universe. He’s fucking adorable and the most altruistic character on the Lost Light. 

But no one remembers his name? No one notices him? 

His glasses aren’t there to help with his vision. 

They’re to keep him hidden. 

When ever he does something epic, or says something really important, he takes off his glasses. 

When Rung was trying to talk Brainstorm off the ledge in MTMTE38:

Also, when he’s having a very important conversation with Froid and he really needs Froid to listen to him:

His glasses aren’t glasses, they’re attention deflectors.

He’s already been found guilty of malpractice for having “an inappropriate patient/practitioner relationship” with a client. He uses these glasses to prevent that from happening. 

They’re not like the attention deflectors that Ravage has. These are subtle. They gloss over the edges of him until he seems boring and forgettable, until he blends in with a crowd. During a session, they are actually an asset, because instead of his client being worried about Rung’s reactions or what Rung might be thinking, they’re focused on themselves, and whatever issue brought them to his office in the first place.

He wears them to protect the most important thing: his career. Not in the selfish sense, but, more altruistically, he sees the great need the crew of the Lost Light have for him, and he knows he cant be trusted not to develop relationships with everyone he meets, because he just cares that deeply. 

He knows exactly what he’s giving up by wearing these. He knows that no one will think of him very much, and that he will go unnoticed most of the time. He knows it will hurt. He knows exactly how lonely this will make him.

But if it protects the people he loves from his foolish, foolish heart, then so be it.


Kes Dameron was a human male soldier who served as a sergeant in the Alliance to Restore the Republic during the Galactic Civil War. He was married to Shara Bey, a Rebel pilot. They both fought against the Galactic Empire in the Battle of Endor, during which Dameron was part of the Pathfinders, a special forces strike team led by General Han Solo that destroyed the Death Star II’s deflector shield generator. After the Empire’s defeat during the battle, both Dameron and Bey participated in an assault on an outpost manned by Imperial holdouts on Endor.

Jay Hernandez as Kes Dameron


This insulation factory in Erwin, Tennessee, was built in 1962 for the production of refractories; which are extremely heat resistant materials used for lining high temperature equipment like furnaces, kilns, incinerators, crucibles, rectors, or even deflectors for rocket launch structures.  The insulation they made here also needed to be able to resist hard physical wear and chemical corrosion. 

The plant ended up passing through several different owners such as Combustion Engineering, CE Refractories, Thermal Ceramics, Premier, and Vesuvius.    Thermal Ceramics bought it from Vesuvius in May, 2006; and it was then closed down in 2009.

Though it was believed to have been closed down for good in 2009, the economy eventually improved so Morgan Crucible, a company located in England, made an attempt to put the plant back into production as Thermal Ceramics in 2011.  Several former employees were re-hired, and they worked with great dedication and excitement preparing the equipment for going back online.   Sadly, it doesn’t seem to have worked out for them; and the plant ended up being abandoned again.

Back when these photos were taken, the city was advertising the property for sale.   With 122,000 square feet under roof, tons of parking, railroad service, and a great location right in town, it doesn’t seem like it’ll be too hard to sell.   

Name: U.S.S. Salk

Registry: NCC-761

Type: Daedalus-class Starship (modified)

Year: 2269 (approx.)

Background: Starfleet Medical Ship, responded to the Enterprise’s request for medical assistance in offloading the seventy survivors of Starbase 14.

Appeared in Star Trek #79, DC-V2. The “neck” connecting the sphere to the secondary hull seems to be missing and the deflector dish is on the sphere rather than on the drive section


As per the usual, here’s a bunch of dumb pictures of us from Sacanime with the ghost hunting homies!  If you saw us and caught a picture make sure to post it so we can see it!  but only of course if you caught my half-dead side. <3

PS.The Sam that’s not mine and doesn’t have the Specter Deflector on, is @prince-cake.  and they were the sweetest ever omg thanks for dabbing with us dude! We’ve never run into Danny Phantom cosplayers before and no one will ever be as sweet again <3


You won’t be seeing red anytime soon.

This summer, make it your goal to see beach bonfires burn—and not your skin. We want to make sure no matter where you travel this season, you’re set on sun safety. Below, we rounded up five portable sunscreens in varying formats you’re sure to love. JESSICA VELEZ

Format: All-over lotion

Shiseido Ultimate Sun Protection Lotion Broad Spectrum SPF 50+ WetForce for Sensitive Skin & Children

There are two types of people in this world: those who lounge by the pool with a book, and those that dive right in. Luckily, inner mermaids with delicate fins don’t have to worry about rays while practicing their backstroke. Shiseido’s Wet Force line now comes with a face and body protector specially formulated for sensitive skin. So just keep swimming—but be sure to reapply the fragrance-free formula every 80 minutes…or whenever you’re sick of playing Marco Polo.

Format: Spray

Supergoop Defense Setting Mist

Supergoop created a sunscreen and setting spray in one, thus saving us from melted foundation and crab face—aka, summertime sadness. After your last cat eye flick, mist on this refreshing minty spray to lock everything in place and get a dose of SPF 50. Here’s the real kicker: You can reapply all day, err day without disrupting your strobe in the slightest. Now if only we could say the same for BBQ sauce…

Format: Stick

Fresh Sugar Sport SPF30

Everything about Fresh Sugar Sport SPF30 screams summer—from it’s neon packaging to its orange ice-pop scent. In true Fresh fashion, the formula is sweetened up with skin-nourishing sugar. It’s also perfect for surfers outfitted in wetsuits since it’s meant to be applied to exposed areas like lips, face, and around the eyes. Plus it’s water resistant. But it’s suitable for anyone with a competitive spirit, since it’s a clear winner in our eyes.

Format: Balm

Coola Liplux

“Thanks, it has SPF” is what you should say when someone compliments your supple lips. Coola LipLux’s creamy (read, not waxy) formula has more than usual, clocking in at SPF 30. Why do your lips need sun protection? It helps prevent photo-aging and burning, which aren’t things you want to kiss hello to anytime soon. Coola’s version comes loaded with nutrients and antioxidants to keep your lips smiling.

Format: Brush

Colorscience Sunforgettable® Loose Mineral Sunscreen Brush Broad Spectrum SPF50

A SPF-infused tinted powder that fits in your clutch? Genius. ColorScience’s Sunforgettable Mineral Sunscreen Brush SPF50 comes in a purse-friendly tube for easy reapplication. Think of it as a way to shine-proof your complexion while also protecting your skin from both UVA and UVB rays. That’s what we like to call a win-win.


The Return

Maybe it was the faint glare of something entering the atmosphere that woke Allura up that night. Maybe it was the shifting of the mice sleeping in her hair, slightly tugging on her roots. Maybe it was the tremors of the castle created by the constantly on particle deflector shield. It had been on for days and was a hassle to be on, but they had no choice. Danger could come from anywhere and Allura was never going to be outsmarted again. She had to take every precaution no matter the personal inconveniences. Maybe it was the light patter of the falling ethanol against the barrier that caused this but the thought of her castle being breached meant that she never slept well. Whatever it was, Allura awoke slowly but cautiously. She checked the pistol under her pillow and subconsciously grew herself to look more intimidating. Attackers tended to be more cautious around bigger targets and so would keep their distance. This would allow Allura to attack without hesitation. She had learned to do that now, but not without great cost. There was no one in her room. After Voltron had been separated by the destabilized warp gate, Allura had had to find her own way in the universe, even for someone of her intellect, catching up on ten thousand years of history had not been easy. The universe had become a much crueler place in her absence. She had had to fight her way through the cosmos, using intellect, power and allure as her weapons. Her resolved had wavered, but when it did she just thought of the last seconds with her father’s consciousness and was reaffirmed.

As she sat up the mice tumbled out of her hair and sat up, looking dazed. Allura thought a brief apology to them while looking around. There was nothing out of ordinary with her bedroom. All her books and pictures were in the right place, her senses told her that all four lions were safely back in their hangers, and that the Black Lion was slowly coming towards them… slowly coming towards them…

Allura jumped out of bed. She could feel the Black Lion! The markings below her eyes began to glow iridescently as a mixture of relief, grief and wonder gushed into her. She had not felt the presence of the Black Lion in months; all the other Lions had been found over the months as she had quested out to find them. Always she had been able to sense the other four, but the Black Lion had always eluded her. She had learned to smother the empty space in her psyche where the Black Lion usually lived with other things, and there had been allot of other things to fill it. However she could never really fill the gap in the same way the Black Lion did. Similarly so, she had her heart set on finding all the paladins, and she found Lance and Keith, Pitch, and Hunk; she had come to realise that the space left by Shiro was very different from the others. Shiro was strong, and he looked after the team. He was the steady head of Voltron and had helped the team when Allura had deemed them past the point of no return.

However she also saw the other side of him. She had first learned this of him when she had been wondering her castle one night, familiarizing herself with it once more, when she heard sobbing coming from the Black Paladin’s room. Curious, she opened the door to find Shiro sobbing into his pillow. He was gripping his prosthetic arm and rocking back and forth on the floor. Allura had immediately wanted to rush to check if his arm had malfunctioned but something held her back. Shiro’s eyes were closed and he was asleep. He kept crying out softly:

“Please don’t take my arm, please. I don’t want to be stronger. I don’t want to be the Champion… please.”

There were other instances, like when she had laughed at a prank pulled on Lance and motioned her head in the way Altean’s do, to laugh at someone’s inconvenience. She had done no more than make this gesture before she was on the ground, Shiro on top of her. His hand was at her throat and prosthetic arm raised, glowing violently. They stayed like this for a tick before the clouds of animalistic hate cleared from Shiro’s eyes and he jumped off her, apologizing, bowing, asking for forgiveness and then running from the room. She found him later sitting atop his Lion crying.

“I didn’t mean to attack you like that Princess, I am so sorry. It’s just, the armourer who gave me this arm had that motion as he cut my arm off. Said I’d be stronger like this, make a better spectacle for the people. I pleaded with him not to, that I’d win all my fights without it but he insisted. He clamped my arm down and slowly cut it off with a plasma cutter. And all the while, he laughed and kept making that motion, over and over again…” He broke off into sobs. Allura had put her arms around him and held him, and whispered into his ear that it was okay. That he was not in the ring now. He was no longer the Champion, but Takashi Shirogane. the Black Paladin. They had been particularly close after that.

Allura looked felt something tug at her. It tugged her chin up and her eyes towards the view of the stars from her window. There she saw it. Amongst the burning debris, the black Lion flew as if limping towards the castle. As it came close and closer, it descended as if a weight was dragging it below. Allura felt its power waning and threw on her hooded night gown. As she got to the door, she glanced back. She then dashed back to her bedside, lengthening her arm so that she could sweep up the mice and her pistol. As she did this she grabbed a crumpled piece of paper from her bedside before sprinting to the door again. As she ran down the castle steps she hollered at the other Paladins and Coran to get up. The Black Lion could be piloted by Zarkon or other Galrah soldiers and she wasn’t taking any chances. She wouldn’t allow herself to have any hopes. She had to be realistic and lead the team in Shiro’s stead. As she exited the castle and the Black Lion drew ever nearer in her sight and mind, she noticed it was carrying something in its front paws. She gasped as she recognised it as the left wing of the Lion. She ran towards where she knew it would land, pistol held limply in one hand despite her earlier caution. All she wanted was to see who was inside. She grew as she ran, taking bigger and bigger strides. She was nearly 2 meters taller than her original height by now but in her emotional state she didn’t care for the etiquette of Altean transformation. As she ran her face marking glowed so brightly it looked, in the dappled dark, like a frantic luminescent moth was fluttering by.

The Black Lion crashed down just in front of Allura. As she ran to the mouth it began to creak open. She remembered her caution and brought her gun forward, ready to strike. Coran wasn’t far behind her with his weaponised plasma saws and the Paladins were on their way to their lions. Allura crouched and tried to hold her trembling weapon steady. As the dust cleared, a swarm of bodies emerged from the mouth of the Black Lion. They were led by Shay, Allura saw and immediately her pistol dropped and her legs trembled as she shrunk back to her normal size.  She began to stumble towards the mouth of the Lion. She walked passed Shay as if in a days. Shay was trying to tell her something but the thumping in her ears caused by her heart blocked out all sound. Shay gave up and ran to Coran who she began explaining to. Allura stumbled past old woman and children and injured young men of all species. She climbed into the lopsided mouth of the Black lion and made her way to the Paladins control centre in the head. There were blaster bolt scars everywhere and dried blood painted the floors. It smelled like it had been used as a slaughterhouse. The door to the pilot’s control centre was blocked, but Allura shot the control panel and shoulder charged her way in. Allura walked in the back of where the pilot should be, when she saw it. A faintly glowing limp right hand hung off the edge of the pilot’s seat, a rusty metal left leg was sprawled towards the edge of the control panel and just above the top of the seat was a tuft of black hair with specs of blood on it. Allura stood for a tick in shock, and then ran around to the front of the seat. There he was. His left hand still holding steely onto the controls for the Black Lion, unflinching and unmoving. The Black Paladin: Takashi Shirogane. Shiro. Her Shiro.

“Apologies for taking so long to get here Princess, I missed you.” Shiro pulled himself gingerly up and moved his legs as if to get up. His new prosthetic left leg creaked and the crude mechanics protested with this movement and the fabric where the prosthetic met the leg darkened. He didn’t have the chance to get up before Allura dove at him, pushing him back into his seat. Her body moulded to him, and she realized, she lips were on his. She pulled away and he smiled weakly. Her usually blue markings turned a deep shade of violet as she turned her face away.

“I was planning on waiting a few days to do that, but thank you Princess. Allura. Sorry to have worried you. I’m back.”

“Shiro, I…”

“I can’t talk much, but…” He leaded into her and kissed her again and her mind melted. The worries of the last few months vanished as she took the fact that Shiro was back. The pressure of his lips lessened and she realised he had passed out. She pushed herself away from him, and grew herself. Allura gently picked him and realised she was making a face she hadn’t made in months. She was smiling. Even if the universe was at war, even if their chances of beat Zarkon were insignificantly small, right now, in this second, all was well.


Sauce: Star Wars: The Force Awakens Incredible Cross Sections (download full size images here and here)

Relevance: “But where the Empire treated its pilots as expendable, the First Order values them as critical military assets.  TIE cadets receive extensive training in secret flight schools far from space explored by the New Republic, and their fighters now boast onboard deflector shields to bolster their defenses.”

 @bomberqueen17 @firstorderforceuser @senator-benamidala @and-then-bam-cassiopeia


20 Day Star Wars Challenge: Day 16 - Favorite Villian

↳ Darth Sidous: “Everything that has transpired has done so according to my design. Your friends, up there on the sanctuary moon, are walking into a trap, as is your Rebel fleet. It was I who allowed the Alliance to know the location of the shield generator. It is quite safe from your pitiful little band. An entire legion of my best troops awaits them. Oh, I’m afraid the deflector shield will be quite operational when your friends arrive. ”