features and benefits

So I’m undisputedly a huge dork about Bionicle masks and weapons (as evidenced by all the early same-build-different-masks-and-weapons sets I have), and I was thinking: only the Inika changed mask powers upon transforming into the Mahri, but every toa team at least changed weapons whenever they changed forms. That then makes me wonder, since this angle was almost never explored canonically: did anyone ever feel cheated by the way their equipment changed after a drastic, unexpected transformation?

Think about it:

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y’know there r some ppl that uncomfortable to talk about their problems and prefer to stay silent and keep it for themselves, and the others always accuse that they don’t have problems at all.


The 2017 Lexus RC F is a Track-Tuned Road Scholar 

Track breeding meets road refinement with the Lexus RC F. This bold sports coupe looks like it could devour the road through its F-enhanced version of the Lexus spindle grille, and with a 467 horsepower, 5.0-liter V8, it possibly could.

For 2017, RC F handling performance is further refined with an all-new Linear Adaptive Variable Suspension (AVS). Also new, the RC F features Scout GPS Link. With the app on the driver’s paired phone, navigation maps and turn-by-turn directions appear on the vehicle’s central display screen.

Lexus developed the RC F to excel on the track as well as the road. Body rigidity, suspension, brakes, tires & all other systems were developed with the expectation that some owners would be taking their cars to track day events.

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okay so I’ve decided to whole-ass the thing instead of half-ass the thing, meaning that this fictitious storyboard looks like it will take a while to finish considering I have actual work storyboards to do as well… (maybe I’ll have time to round it off at the weekend idk man we’ll see)

on the plus side I can happily inform you that the scene is short and involves Arthur being both hatless and completely sopping wet


Secret city design tricks manipulate your behaviour


When Selena Savic walks down a city street, she sees it differently to most people. Whereas other designers might admire the architecture, Savic sees a host of hidden tricks intended to manipulate our behaviour and choices without us realising – from benches that are deliberately uncomfortable to sculptures that keep certain citizens away.

Modern cities are rife with these “unpleasant designs”, says Savic, a PhD student at the Ecole Polytechnique Federerale de Lausanne in Switzerland, who co-authored a book on the subject this year. Once you know these secret tricks are there, it will transform how you see your surroundings. “We call this a silent agent,” says Savic. “These designs are hidden, or not apparent to people they don’t target.” Are you aware of how your city is manipulating you?

In 1999, the UK opened a Design Against Crime research centre, and authorities in Australia and the US have since followed suit. Many of the interventions these groups pioneered are familiar today: such as boundary marks painted around cashpoints to instil an implied privacy zone and prevent “shoulder surfing”.

San Francisco, the birthplace of street skateboarding, was also the first city to design solutions such as “pig’s ears” – metal flanges added to the corner edges of pavements and low walls to deter skateboarders. These periodic bumps along the edge create a barrier that would send a skateboarder tumbling if they tried to jump and slide along.

Indeed, one of the main criticisms of such design is that it aims to exclude already marginalised populations such as youths or the homeless. Unpleasant design, Savic says, “is there to make things pleasant, but for a very particular audience. So in the general case, it’s pleasant for families, but not pleasant for junkies.”

Preventing rough sleeping is a recurring theme. Any space that someone might lie down in, or even sit too long, is likely to see spikes, railings, stones or bollards added. In the Canadian city of Calgary, authorities covered the ground beneath the Louise Bridge with thousands of bowling ball-sized rocks. This unusual landscaping feature wasn’t for the aesthetic benefit of pedestrians walking along the nearby path, but part of a plan to displace the homeless population that took shelter under the bridge.

So next time you’re walking down the street, take a closer look at that bench or bus shelter. It may be trying to change the way you behave.


A few of the many auction’s featuring Usagi Yojimbo benefitting Stan Sakai

[These are auctions] conceived and organized by CAPS (Comic Art Professional Society) to help aid USAGI YOJIMBO creator Stan Sakai and his wonderful wife Sharon with increasing medical bills due to Sharon’s present debilitating illness

Pokémon in our Biomes pt. 10: Arctic and Antarctic Tundras

“I’ve recently decided to make a series of posts with hypothetical thinking and analyzing of what Pokémon species could potentially be found in the world’s biomes. Not at all relative to the games, I will be focusing primarily of the elements, design, and relativity to real life flora and fauna of Pokémon to depict where different species would roam on our big blue marble.”

This post will be on Arctic and Antarctic tundras. Our world’s tundras are incredibly cold, and dry environments. Although they have water, it is not in liquid form, and because of its incredibly cold temperatures it is difficult to sustain freshwater bodies, however, in the summer as temperatures rise above freezing, there are quite a few small bonds and rivers that form due to permafrost. As the winter comes, freezing the water over again, the cycle repeats itself. In these trying environments, migration or huddling together for warmth is often a crucial aspect to survival. Most animals do not survive if they choose to stay in the tundra for the winter, as the temperatures drop to such extremes.

Tundras are simply a difficult place to live in. Most of the nutrients actually comes from already dead or dying plants and animals. Although there is indeed warmer temperatures in the summer which allow for plentiful vegetation and animal prey, the summer doesn’t last long, and that’s just the Arctic. The Antarctic barely has any soil to allow for vegetation, and most of the animal life (in both regions really) need to utilize the plentiful underwater prey that school in each summer to feed on plankton. 

Upon making a list of possible Pokémon to list in this post, I realized that like many animal and plant species in real life, several Pokémon species have acclimated, or better yet, have the ability to survive in these harsh regions, at least for the summer. Other than obvious ice types, there are several potential normal, water, and flying types that could utilize the limited resources found in the tundras. Keep in mind, the tundra biomes are different than the ice cap biomes. Most of Antarctica is a giant ice cap, so there may be some Pokémon I will leave out because of the future ice cap biome I will post.

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Originally posted by darlingikon

Featuring: Kush, Reader, & Zion.T

Genre: Angst-ish(?) (idontevenknow)

Word Count: 1,813

Request:  @sassyseunghyuns said:[] i have a concept: you really like kush and confess to him, but he rejects you. you’re very hurt and avoid him, and he tries to stay friends. after spending some more time with you, he realizes he likes you too and tries to win you back. maybe even a bit of jealous kush when he sees u talking with some other guys? this is just an idea[]

A/N: Originally I was writing another Kush scenario but this just flowed with me, so I just had to do it! and I kind of suddenly wasn’t in the mood to write Kush smut… thank you for the request. My brain kind of did … a thing, it might not be what you were expecting but I hope you enjoy it (:

You felt as if you were shattering in the inside even though a faint  smile, was across your lips. In all honesty you just wanted to run and hide. Or maybe have the ground  open and swallow you whole. Anything would be better than standing here and having to hear,  what you were hearing.

“I’m sorry, I never thought of you that way. You’re a cute dongsaeng.” Byunghoon admitted as he ruffled your hair , “Kind of like a little sister.” That part pierced into  you the most… he never saw you as a woman to begin with. You felt like  such a fool, you mustered up all your courage, to confess your feelings to the man you had been hopelessly in love with for so long … Only for it to end in unrequited love. You were fighting hard not to get teary eyed in front of him. You’d really hate yourself if that were to happen.  With the last bit of might that you were left with, you let out a laugh. Honestly you had no idea where that came from; maybe it was just a self mechanism to keep you from crying. “This was really silly of me, I’m sorry. Please forget everything.” You just wanted to be out of sight as soon as possible, “I’ll head out first.” you excused yourself and bowed before making your way to the door.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” you heard his farewell before clicking the door shut behind you. Seeing him tomorrow was the last thing you wanted; having to see someone you want but can’t have. You told yourself before you wouldn’t get your feelings hurt no matter the outcome; that even unrequited love was better than having your feelings bottled up. That whatever the outcome, you’d move on… but somehow things didn’t go as planned.  Unmindful of where you were going you bumped into someone, you uttered a quick apology and bowed, continuing your way out. That was till you heard a familiar voice calling your name, you looked back. “Oh Haesol”.

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Request: When I Could Finally Breathe

Request: Hey, I’m on a huge Gabriel kick, sk could you please do a Gabe x reader with fluff and smut? thanks a lot xx

Word Count: 921

I don’t do smut! Sorry! But have some angsty/fluffy/I don’t know what. Have an awesome day!<33

You don’t quite know how you ended up here, surrounded by all of this. It all seems like a blur, from getting back to the motel and quickly running off. You couldn’t bear it anymore, the pitying glances and whispered words.

You’re surrounded by death and gloom – seemingly a metaphor for your life at the moment. The rain flings itself down mercilessly, soaking through your clothes. You can’t make yourself care.

Walking among the water-darkened stones, you read off the names. No-one you know rests here, no familiar names catch your eye, but there’s something peaceful about it. Something… tranquil and soft. These people can’t be killed by your stupidity, or yell at you for screwing up when you were trying to do your best.

A droplet of water rolls beneath your shirt and down your spine, sending shivers coursing through your body. You wrap your arms around yourself, regretting not grabbing a jacket on the way out.

Your feet soaked through and muddy as hell, you silently walk through the overgrown grass. Abandoned graveyards are horrifically romanticised, while in reality, they’re just sad. Sad and forgotten, the memories of people now turned to dust have long since flown away on the wind.

Loving mother.

Adoring grandfather.

You smile at the irony – their children and grandchildren are long since dead, or have at least moved on to bigger things. They have no time for simple things such as the burial place of relatives long dead.

“Y/N?” There’s a yell from the other end of the field. The word carries over on the wind, whipping at your hair as you turn.

Oh, no. They can’t find me. Not yet.

You hurtle towards the trees, just barely keeping your footing in the mud. They offer decent protection, whispering promises of safety from their sodden branches.

You yelp, backing against a tree trunk with enough speed and force to wind yourself.


“The one and only. What happened, Y/N?”

“Nothing.” You say shortly, not wanting to talk about it.

It was supposed to be so simple. There was a kid, and you knew you could help him but Dean wouldn’t let you go. You could have sneaked off and saved him. You could have. But you had to screw up the money shot when it was most important, instead.

“Y/N, come on.” Gabriel pleads, staring at you, “You’re soaked. You’ll catch hypothermia.”


“Don’t be like that, sugar.” He comes closer, and you back away once more, glaring at him.

“Don’t even try. They hate me.”

“What do you mean, hate you?” The archangel’s eyes narrow, “Those two dimwits? Y/N, they’ve screwed up more times than you’ve been arrested.”


“Three times, actually. I’m always watching.” Gabriel chuckles, “Come on, talk to me.”

“I should have saved him while I could. I should have gone against Dean but then he trusted me with the kill and I screwed it up!” You say heatedly, your voice becoming louder, “They’re both mad at me but that’s not the worst part because that kid is dead!”

“That kid is in heaven with his mother.” Gabriel says softly, approaching you with light, slow footfalls, “He’s happy.”

“So you’re saying it’s good he’s dead?”

“I’m saying that he’s not hurting. I’m saying that he won’t have to deal with therapy and a lifetime of nightmares and paranoia.”

“What, like me?” You laugh humourlessly, “Maybe I’d be better off dead, too.”

“Holy shit, Y/N, no. Absolutely not. This whole damn country – this whole damn world – is in your debt a thousand times over. If you weren’t here… we’d all be dead. And Sam and Dean aren’t mad, they’re worried. You went running off in the rain and you left your phone and I couldn’t find you!”

“How come?”

“Enochian on your ribs, remember? Bane of my existence.”

“How did you find me, then?”

“I came where I thought you’d think I wouldn’t think of coming.” He grins sheepishly, to which you laugh, rolling your eyes.

“Not bad going, detective.” You shrug, blinking rainwater out of your eyes, “Gabe, I don’t know anymore. I’m not good enough. I messed up at the worst possible time. It’s a kid.

“Yeah, sure. Those dumbo friends of yours kickstarted the apocalypse between them. And have messed up dozens of times. And been dead more than Sherlock Holmes.” The archangel raises an eyebrow, “Come on, sugar. You’re shivering, look at you.”

He’s right, you’re freezing. You wrap your arms around yourself, finding your fingertips almost entirely numb.

“Thank you,” You whisper, “For finding me. I’m an asshole.”

“Maybe,” He chuckles, coming close enough to you for you to feel his breath ghosting on your face, “But you’re my asshole.”

A sudden warmth seems to envelope you, like you’ve been covered in a warm downy blanket. You look up at him in confusion, and a small, proud smirk plasters itself over his features.

“Benefits of wings, sweet thing.”

You laugh, reaching up and laying your hand on the side of his face, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He promises, “Forever and ever.”

With those words, he leans in and presses his lips to yours. Warmth and comfort rush through you, and you sigh as your hair and clothes dry instantly. The rain no longer hits you and you know everything will be okay.


Pride Afterparty Benefit Show, The Vera Project, Sunday evening

Featuring (in set order):

  1. Celibacy Now
  2. Seaside Tryst
  3. Aeon Fux aeon-fux
  4. Nightspace nightspaceband

There was complementary self-serve cotton candy.

This event was sponsored by urbanoutfitters with all proceeds benefiting veraproject:

VERA is an all-ages volunteer-fueled music and arts venue. By engaging participants at all levels of music production and community organizing, Vera fulfills its mission to foster a participatory creative culture through popular music concerts, arts programs, experiential learning and volunteer opportunities for all ages, especially young people.

Sugamon Network

So, the sugamon community here on tumblr is pretty tiny, and I thought it would be cool if we could all become friends, so I’m making a sugamon network! 


  • you must ship sugamon, although I guess that is sort a given if you are joining a sugamon network, right?
  • you must be active in the network! the point of this is to make friends with other sugamon shippers, and in order to do that you should reblog/like their sugamon posts, selfies, etc., and preferably be in our group chat on kakaotalk or kik.
  • you must follow all the other members in the network (their urls will be featured here)

benefits of this network:

  • you’ll make friends!
  • if you are a fanfic writer, fanartist, etc., your work will be featured on this network!

how to join:

I’ll accept just about anyone who wants to join, so please don’t feel scared to sign up!


Taking place within a breathtaking urban laboratory in Arizona’s high desert and curated by pop experimentalists Hundred Waters, last weekend’s FORM Arcosanti festival featured acts such as How to Dress Well, Julianna Barwick, the Antlers, Pharmakon, Skrillex, M. Geddes Gengras, and more. 

Photographer tonjethilesenphoto was there to capture portraits of the performers and the surreal environment. View the full gallery here

The Power of "Features and Benefits"

Starting a business? Then you must know your features and benefits.

Step One Identify Why A Customer Would Want To Buy Your Product/service

The first step in identifying your target market is understanding what your products/services have to offer to a group of people or businesses. To do this, identify your product or service’s features and benefits. A feature is a characteristic of a product/service that automatically comes with it.

For example, if a toothpaste has a stain-removing formula, that’s a feature. The benefit to the customer, however, is whiter teeth.

While features are valuable and can certainly enhance your product, benefits motivate people to buy.

An Example is anti-lock brakes; they are features on a car, but the benefit to the consumer is safety.

By knowing what your product/service has to offer and what will make customers buy, you can begin to identify common characteristics of your potential market.

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C Rachel Dolezal isn’t the only one. Just like her there are plenty more white women who go to similar lengths to emulate and mimic black women by appropriating our image; our style and our bodies. They’re also the same ones who demonise and ridicule black women whilst dating black men. And black men will often put these women on a pedestal because in their eyes she’s got “black women features” with the added “benefit” of whiteness.

…Before Ieyasu Tokugawa unified Japan and the samurai class was destroyed, the way of the warrior (aka bushido) was the ideal way of life for many samurai…

Bushido (武士道) - A feudal-military Japanese code of behavior valuing honor above life, the code of the samurai, stressing unquestioning loyalty and obedience and valuing honor above life. The bushido code is defined by these 7 virtues: righteousness, courage, benevolence, respect, sincerity, honour, and loyalty.

» Rules «

  1. Must be following iamsenshi.
  2. Reblog this post, likes do not count.
  3. Must have similar blog to those featured on the Yakuza Network (check them out)
  4. Put the badge or a link to the network’s page on your blog
  5. For a better chance of joining the Bushido Network, send a submission to iamsenshi
  • in the submission, please include a little about yourself, why you want to join, your favorite samurai and why he/she is your favorite

» Benefits «

This network will be smaller than Yakuza and therefore will be more selective in who joins. But don’t let that discourage you! There will be about 15-25 members in total. 

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Ok so it’s absolutely ok for a white woman to play a black woman because the only feature they have in common is their lips. 

Then by that logic, I want to play every white character that’s been described as having a light tan and I don’t want to hear a peep from a single white supremacist. 

“It’s not her fault she has these features!!!” Well she fucking benefits from having them by being a cracker now doesn’t she??????????????????????

Curly hair on white people is “cute”. Curly hair on a black person is unprofessional, wild, untamed and strange. 

Big asses on white women is seen as rare and valued, but ass and hips on black women is raunchy, fat and hoeish.

It’s ok for white women to get more color on them, but if we’re medium skinned - dark, we’re ugly. 

And when we naturally have a feature that is stereotyped as “white”, it’s automatically fake. “You’re wearing a weave” “You’re wearing contacts” “You got surgery” etc. etc.

So don’t ever come to me defending a white bitch ever again before I drag you and her like an elderly ballsack.