this is not a drill this is reality

The one thing that I really love about Joey is that he is proof that you can be successful without a college degree. You get out of life what you put into it. Nothing was ever handed to Joey. All the experiences and things Joey does; he gets to do because he works for them. Joey constantly preaches the importance of following your dreams, and its an amazing thing to see someones life fall so perfectly into place at such an early stage in life. It’s awesome to see that kind of success at such a young age. I mean he’s 22…he is only five years older than me and he is well known by a significant amount of teens internationally. Thats really freakin awesome if you think about it. The majority of his subscribers are young, generally around 9-16. They’re the ones that are easily persuaded and I think that Joey does a phenomenal job of being a positive influence. Anyway, congrats on 3 million, Joey. Thanks for being a positive and inspirational example.

From Rosen:

“I cannot begin to impress upon you the psychological effect this line had on everyone. The idea that these professionals, who stake their livelihoods on code and design, might be reduced to “pretty faces” and antiquated gender stereotypes, an idea perpetuated by the guy who was ostensibly in charge, was like hitting the biggest nerve in the history of nerves with a pneumatic drill. Adriel built shit that flies around in space. It’s probably flying around in space right now.”

Eto, Temptation, and the Tree of Life

Though the thought of setting foot inside a church gives me the heebie jeebies these days, I was actually raised in the Bible belt, in an Evangelical family. I had Bible verses and stories drilled into my head from pretty much birth onwards, and the church was a huge part of my life, until I got old enough that my own person conceptions and experiences came to the forefront. All that Biblical knowledge pretty much just rots away in the attic of my mind…..except when it comes in handy. 

Now, it’s been mentioned by others that Eto has a specific way of manipulating people. Essentially, she finds them at a point when and where they are weak or unsure, then she hand-feeds them a very special version of reality. It’s a version that suits her ends, that isn’t quite right, but that has just enough truth in it to draw in an unsuspecting victim. It’s the highest form of manipulation, and if you can do it right, it’s incredibly powerful. 

It’s also the modus operandi of the Devil himself. 

Take a look at these verses from Genesis, chapter 3:

3 Now the serpent was more cunning than any beast of the field which the Lord God had made. And he said to the woman, “Has God indeed said, ‘You shall not eat of every tree of the garden’?”

2 And the woman said to the serpent, “We may eat the fruit of the trees of the garden;3 but of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden, God has said, ‘You shall not eat it, nor shall you touch it, lest you die.’”

4 Then the serpent said to the woman, “You will not surely die. 5 For God knows that in the day you eat of it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil.”

6 So when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, that it was pleasant to the eyes, and a tree desirable to make one wise, she took of its fruit and ate.

But Eve misquoted God. what God actually said was (Genesis Ch 2):

16 And the Lord God commanded the man, saying, “Of every tree of the garden you may freely eat; 17 but of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for in the day that you eat of it you shall surely die.”

Meaning that already, in her human fallibility, Eve had misinterpreted God’s command. That was a moment of weakness, it betrayed the fact that Eve was already intrigued by the tree, that she had told herself not even to touch it, just a naughty child with a hot stove or a glass cookie jar. Her obvious intrigue was all the foothold Satan, the serpent, needed. After that, she was eating a story out of the palm of his hand. And his story wasn’t exactly wrong, but it wasn’t exactly right, either. 

Now, back to TG. 

Eto feeds Kanae a story. She tells him that he never really cared about Tsukiyama, that he secretly enjoyed the peace brought about by Tsukiyama’s catatonic state, and that he had nothing but hatred and anger in him over Tsukiyama’s magic recovery after seeing Haise. She tells him that he tried to kill the Quinx because he simply wanted to see Haise suffer. And well, she wasn’t entirely wrong; Kanae hates Haise, and yes, he went overboard on purpose in order to see him suffer. Additionally, I’m sure he was harboring at least a little bit of resentment…after all, he even said: 

However, I don’t think that Eto was perfectly correct. I don’t think that Kanae was acting entirely selfishly. I think that he truly did want Tsukiyama to recover, even if his feelings were complicated. And though he tries to protest, Eto is overwhelming, an incredible force, and just so sure. He’s vulnerable, and she’s giving him enough to make him doubt himself. I don’t think there’s any mistaking exactly why Eto brought up Eve, the Tree of Knowledge, the snake, the temptation. In this scene, Kanae is Eve, naked, vulnerable, doubting, intrigued….

And Eto, well. 

Eto is the tree of life. 

(credit to my partner for that phrase, because it’s fucking perfect and I couldn’t verbalize it without him.)

Which means that Eto is both the Tree and the Serpent. She isn’t the fruit, but she holds the fruit, it’s there. And she promises Kanae this: “I will be your god.” 

And isn’t that all that Lucifer wanted, in the end? That sly angel, fallen below, forgotten by his father, left to rot in a hostile world, continuously battling the forces above, the forces that some call “good” or “righteous,” but in Lucifer’s mind it was he who fought for good..for the ultimate good, his own good. He amassed his army of fallen and created chaos on earth that ultimately, a being neither heavenly nor earthly, a being that embodied both in one form, was sent to be sacrificed for all of our sakes. And he was…tortured, crucified, buried, and mourned. 

Sound familiar yet?

But the son of god’s sacrifice wasn’t the end, it was the middle. He rose from the dead, a new creation. He left the lower forms of the earth and went to reside with his father in heaven. All of that, all of this, supposedly leads to a dreadful, final battle, in which the forces from each side war with one another, and the earth is left in shambles. 

So what happens to Kanae? Where is Eto going with all of this? 

All I can say is dark clouds are gathering, my friends, and the air smells electric. 

So… #NODAPL is a reality. The Army Corp of Engineers denied access to the corps interested in drilling there.

Congrats to the the indigious people of Dakota for staying the course and despite all odds, made this happened.

Now… About Flint…

It’s been a couple months now, and i wish i could say i didn’t think about you as much as the day you left me, but i do. I’ve tried to talk to other girls and i tried to start over, but its no point… every time I’m with someone else, the only thought on my mind is you. You are drilled into my mind, I’m suppose to be with you, but you don’t think so. I seen you the other day, and i tried my hardest to keep it together, to smile and tell you im happy, as long as your happy, when in reality i’m still sad as fuck and i wish i can just be with you.
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Stephanie Beatriz, born February 10th, 1981

Badassness: Stephanie was born in Neuquen, Argentina, and moved with her family to Texas when she was three. She got her performing start not in acting but in dance - in high school she did ballet, drill team, and dance team, only later falling in love with theater. 

After she graduated from college, Stephanie moved to New York and then LA to pursue her acting career. She landed minor roles in The Closer, Southland, and Modern Family. In 2013 she was hired as a regular on Brooklyn Nine-Nine in the role of Rosa Diaz. In her spare time she acts on stage at places like the Oregon Shakespeare Festival, and also has a podcast with her best friend about sex and dating, called Reality Bytes

Bisexuality: Stephanie came out as bisexual this summer by retweeting an article in which Aubrey Plaza came out as bisexual. When asked for clarification as to whether that meant she was also bisexual, she replied with “yes, y’all,” and some helpful emojis

Stephanie has said that the best part of coming out was the number of women who thanked her for helping them feel less alone and weird, and wants us all to know that we’re normal and not alone. And good news: as of writing this post, it seems Stephanie is single and dating! 

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You can see it in action here: https://youtu.be/e5MMIWpUqvQ

I posted all the parts and directions you need for your own 3D print  here: http://www.thingiverse.com/thing:1778450

Design:

- Based off “Aether riveter” concept art by Cynthia Sheppard. Though in reality riveters most often use pneumatic pressure to shoot pieces of metal, this is a rotary tool used primarily as a drill.  “Shine bright, bolts tight”–and keep those pesky gremlins outta your aether!  It shows up in other different forms in a few cards in the set, but I particularly liked this version from concept art.
- This is a handheld version that can be clipped to the belt of a Renegade inventor. Additionally, it’s modified for greater durability, hand size, and ability to hold (and change) batteries and lights.  Since it’s a handheld version, there’s also a mounting area in the back for an aether storage canister.

Making it:
- Print the parts with support, flat sides down.  I used ABS filament at 15% infill. (Warning: remove support material carefully on the filigree surrounding the tube since filigree is delicate!)
- Use your choice of smoothing method (auto body filler-primer, sandpaper, XTC mixture etc.) to smooth out the surface
- Paint
- Blue polycarbonate tube (http://www.tapplastics.com/product/plastics/plastic_rods_tubes_shapes/lamp_guards/275)
- Screw parts together using 4-40 screws and securing nuts.

Optional section for lights and motion:
6V DC motor (https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00CFSZAHS/ref=oh_aui_search_detailpage?ie=UTF8&psc=1)
6V battery holder (https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00GYWNM5I/ref=oh_aui_search_detailpage?ie=UTF8&psc=1)
SPDT switch (https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B007QAJMHO/ref=oh_aui_search_detailpage?ie=UTF8&psc=1), LED string (https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00MPDTXTY/ref=oh_aui_search_detailpage?ie=UTF8&psc=1)
- Screw the switch into the slot on the front handle, place batteries into the hollow part of the front handle, secure motor to motor mount, glue front spinner into the red motor tip, solder wires to motor.
- Wrap string of lights in bubble wrap or the light diffusing material of your choice and insert into the lighting tube.  Make sure the battery pack’s switch is exposed so you can turn it on and off.

Hope you like it!

Dear Asian-Americans:

by Beverly Murray

You already know the drill.

We live in a country where every time we turn on the TV, hardly anyone looks like us. No one in the movies has looked like us since we were kids. Onscreen, the ones who do look like us are either math nerds, asexual corporate drones, or prostitutes. We were stoked in the mid-90s that finally, finally we were going to get a TV family that physically resembled ours. Of course, that show was abruptly cancelled, and we’ve had to wait another 21 years for a comparable Asian TV family.

Twenty. One. Fucking. Years. Welcome to our reality.

In a world that is becoming more interconnected by the day, where movie blockbusters and hit TV sitcoms export American soft power to the world, where diplomacy is carried out—not just within embassies, but vis-à-vis pop cultural icons and entertainers—Asian-Americans are invisible.

This phenomenon is especially disturbing when you look at the statistics: Asians are the fastest-growing ethnic group in the U.S. Our households outspend the average American family by 19% annually, and are more likely than the average American to spend more money on name brands—by a whopping 29%. We’re avid internet shoppers, spending almost double of what the average U.S. population spends annually.

In short, we’re the perfect consumers. You’d think it’d make sense for TV networks and media companies to devote more time to Asian perspectives—but no. Year after year, we faithfully flock to opening nights of movies that reflect someone else’s narrative. Not ours. Not even close. Which brings me to my next point. You might have heard about the Emma Stone kerfuffle a few weeks ago.

You know, Emma Stone? Blonde hair, blue eyes, pale skin, freckles. She’s playing the lead role in Aloha, a Cameron Crowe movie. As a half-Asian woman. Named Allison Ng. Who lives in Hawaii. A state which, despite being 60% ethnically Asian/Pacific Islander, has somehow been personified in an all-white cast. The fact that my mom’s maiden name is Ng is just icing on this giant ironic shitcake.

(To recap: Emma Stone, half-Asian woman, movie “all about Hawaiian cultural heritage,” all-white cast.)

So who’s to blame for this? Our first instinct is point fingers at Hollywood, and sure, the outrage is entirely warranted. Hollywood bears the brunt of culpability, because their entrenched myopia and inability to embrace our narratives—as rich and diverse as they are—has directly resulted in our pathetic representation in the media. To be fair, Asian-American groups have raised a huge stink about Aloha. And box offices around the country are hearing it, loud and clear. Two months after its release, Aloha has raked in a paltry $23 million—Crowe’s worst movie to date. On the other hand, Rotten Tomatoes currently ranks Aloha at an abysmal 19%, so there is a good chance that this movie has managed to royally suck all by itself.

But is that the full story? Is Big Bad Hollywood solely responsible for this void? Does that really explain why we aren’t better represented in the media?

My Asian brothers and sisters—you diverse, multi-colored, heterogeneous, polyglot group of sexy bitches—I need you to listen up. Part of this shit is our fault.

I’m talking to you, Asian parents. I see you with your flash cards, violin lessons, piano recitals, math drills, Kumon-everything. Quite frankly, it makes me want to scream. Not because I don’t believe in a rigorous education, or in setting high academic standards for kids. But because I’ve seen this dog-and-pony show with my own eyes, way too many times. I know where it all leads. So many of you pay lip service to “encouraging creativity,” and sure, you’re proud of the odd watercolor painting here and there. And you’d probably come around if your child wanted to become a professional musician. But it’d better one of the traditionally prestigious orchestral positions (read: a cellist, and not, say a drummer in a punk band). You and I both know that within our communities, if little Kimmie wanted to study sculpture at a small Midwestern liberal arts college, ¾ of you would freak the fuck out. We may not talk about this in public, but behind closed doors, away from “the other” Americans, many of us have acknowledged that this is an old, old record that we’ve heard in various iterations.

I’m looking at you, too, Asian kids. I’m stoked that you’re flocking to pre-med, engineering, and computer science programs. If this is truly what excites you, go for the gold. (And expect a call from me later—I hate dealing with the Apple Genius Bar). But for the rest of you who are secret artists, actors, writers, creatives. The weird ones. The black sheep of your families. The freaks who have always marched to the beat of their own drum. We need you. We need you now, more than ever. We need your names in lights, your stories on bookshelves, your art on display for all to see. Believe me, I know what kind of pressure you’re under. Most of us are from immigrant families. Some of us have known crushing poverty in our home countries. And if we haven’t, there is always that Asian perspective which holds that the needs of the group collective outweigh the desires of any one individual. We buy into the notion that the only acceptable route to the American Dream is via one of five career options. It’s a lie. And if you don’t reach back to yank out that apparatus that connects you to the Asian-American Matrix, you’ll live in crushing spiritual imprisonment, even as you peer out from your gilded cage.

Do it. Share your art. Do your thang, even if your parents tell you that entertainers have no future in the States, that the safer option is to become a CPA. Do it even if you think you’ll fail spectacularly, because you don’t have the right look, the right build, the right whatfuckingever for audiences. Do it especially if it makes your soul sing, because you do the world no favors by hiding your light. It took me decades to realize this. And none too soon, because as we speak, even the publishing world is studiously whitewashing minority narratives.

And if you’re not an artist? You sure as fuck are still a consumer, my Asian friend, and a discerning, Grade A one at that. We don’t have to continue settling for movies and sitcoms with people who look nothing like us, whose experiences and voices are not our own. We can’t just politely ask and wait—we have to demand a seat at the table—call out networks and studios when they deploy another Tired Asian Caricature, and reward the progressive ones with our support, financial or otherwise. Support homegrown artists. It’s time for male Asian characters reclaim their swagger, lest we’re subject to another Hangover sequel with Ken Jeong’s naked ass and his inability to get laid; time for Asian women to be something other than modern day Suzie Wongs, auxiliary to whichever white heroes they’re simpering over at present. Time for us to be an integral part of the zeitgeist.

Is this too much to ask? Don’t we have bigger fish to fry? Fuck that. All we have in the end are stories, stories that are ours, stories that deserve to be told in our own unique voices.

It’s what our forefathers would have wanted for us.

Originally published at Back That Sass Up.

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Next Generation Photometric Scanning

Infinite Realities discuss their improved system for producing highly realistic human 3D scans which can even capture intimate details of skin:

Over the last 2 years we’ve been busy drilling down on our new capture technique for scanning faces and busts of people. In the hope to try and improve the scanning process on from Photogrammetry. Inspired by the incredible research of Paul Debevec at USC ICT, Dr. Abhishek Dutta and William Smith based on the Photometric Scanning process. Our solution has a few extra features to add to the process. We use our own custom software application to generate normal maps, specular separated and multi light reference information. 

… IR’s scanning system can capture high resolution reference data for use in game and visual effects pipelines. The sort of data produced is perfect for real-time and offline rendering by comparing results in the view-port directly to measured scan data. We can capture synchronized RAW (.exr) multi-light data, non polarized and cross polarized from up to 50x angles of a subject very quickly.We are able to synchronize over 50 DSLR’s capturing RAW data over multiple PC’s using USB 3.1, reliably.The system is using a custom built mixed spherical gradient illumination lighting solution as well as separate flash heads. We can capture all the necessary lighting directions, cross and non polarized as well as hot flash shots for as many directions as required.

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[Image Title: Fire Drills.

Left Image Description: A fireman in just his helmet, pants, and suspenders, is holding a girl in his arms. They are looking into each other’s eyes, while surrounded by flames and an empty wheelchair. Text underneath the image reads “Expectation”.

Right Image Description: A girl seated in her wheelchair is alone, leaning over to the stairs beside her, with small flames coming from the opposite side. She asks “Um… is someone coming?” The text underneath the image reads “Reality”.]

In high school we always joked with our EAs that in case of a fire, we’d want to be swooped away by a hunky fireman. Meanwhile in reality (true story), Lianna was left upstairs with her EAs during a tiny contained fire… and no one came up to get her! Safe to say we switched most of our classes downstairs after that lol.

Nitrous oxide is either the stuff the dentist uses to make you think drilling is hilarious, or the stuff Vin Diesel uses to make his car go all blurry. But nitrous oxide can also get you high, as anybody who’s sadly tried to suck the last of the whipped cream out of the can can attest. And, like any powerful drug, it breeds its own kind of addicts. We talked with former addict Amos Kortchmar, as well as a former binge user of the substance.

5 Realities Of The One Illegal Drug Available Everywhere

THE BROWN BESS MUSKET AND THE AMERICAN REVOLUTION - MYTH AND REALITY 

That British soldiers throughout the 18th and much of the 19th century carried a type of flintlock musket affectionately nicknamed “the Brown Bess” is common knowledge. It is also usual to hear facts, from both laymen and academics, stating that the average soldier was expected to fire a round every twenty seconds with such a weapon, that it was rarely accurate at more than 50 yards and never beyond 100, and that standard British Army drill in the 18th century focused on the speed of loading rather than accuracy. 

Unfortunately misconceptions about this iconic weapon abound. It’s time a few were laid to rest, and where better place to start than with the very name itself? 

It is important to note that the term “Brown Bess” rarely figures in contemporary sources. The weapon’s proper name was the Long Land Pattern Service Musket or, after the Seven Years War, the Short Land Pattern Service Musket. The phrase “Brown Bess” was occasionally used as an endearing nickname for the weapon, but was no more its official name than the nickname for your modern-day car or bike would be considered its proper brand name. The idea of “Brown Bess” being used by British soldiers to regularly refer to their firelocks doesn’t appear until the weapon went out of use in the mid 19th century, and was then unfortunately picked up on and circulate by historians and fledgling reenactment groups in the mid 20th century.

As for the origins of the name itself, they remains shrouded in mystery. The best guesses seem to be that the “brown” originated from the walnut stocks or the chemical “browning” process used to combat rust, whilst “Bess” may be derived from the older “arquebus” or “blunderbus.” It is likely that we’ll never know the precise origin. 

We do thankfully know what the soldiers who actually used the weapon most commonly called it though - firelocks, flintlocks, the King’s Arms, Long Land muskets, Short Land muskets or simply muskets all appear in primary sources. 

The belief that the Land Patterns were ridiculously inaccurate is also almost entirely false. Soldiers were taught to hold their fire until the enemy was between 50 and 100 yards not because otherwise they’d all miss, but because 18th and 19th century warfare relied on sudden shocks to make people run away, and hence win battles. One crashing, close-range volley followed by a bayonet charge was the single most common way of deciding an engagement. Lines could certainly sit and trade volleys over 100 yards. The reason rifles, with their supposedly far greater accuracy, never replaced light infantry muskets during the Revolution in any great numbers is because the musket, properly loaded and in the hands of a trained and experienced marksman, is a perfectly accurate weapon by any pre-20th century standards. In fact, a great number of Patriot “sharpshooters” were armed not with the iconic hunting rifle, but Long and Short Land Patterns, the same types used by their Crown adversaries. 

Going hand in hand with the inaccuracy myth is the belief that British soldiers of the Revolutionary period were taught simply to point their firelocks and pull the trigger without aiming. Again, this is simply wrong. 

It is true that the flintlocks used by the British Army in the 18th century had no purpose-built sights, but the bayonet lug sitting just above the muzzle was perfectly good for aiming with, and is actually described as a “sight” in 18th century military textbooks. Even more interestingly, some surviving period muskets show grooves worked into the top of the breach to help line up with the lug sight and assist with aiming. 

Lastly, of course, the training pieces of the time specifically mentioned aiming at targets, and we know from numerous contemporary sources that British soldiers spent plenty of time during war doing what was then termed as “firing at marks” - shooting at targets at various ranges. One order in Boston to British soldiers read “that the men be taught to take good aim, which if they do they will always level [their muskets] well." 

It is hard to imagine how a military could have been effective with a ridiculously inaccurate weapon which the soldiers themselves were taught not to aim with. The truth is, of course, that the incorrectly termed "Brown Bess” was a perfectly serviceable firearm, and the British Army in America understood the importance of marksmanship as much as their opponents. 

Sigh-Bucky x Reader

Prompt: 27 and 41 for bucky please!

27. you’re doing it wrong, idiot

41. i’m always nice

DIY was not one of your boyfriend’s best qualities. You had told Bucky to put up the bookshelf and instead of a beautiful wood case for all of your reading material, you had Bucky fighting with a bunch of pieces of Ikea furniture. He looked so puzzled at the different pieces and the instructions were proving to be of no help. In reality, you were sure that the instructions were the problem in this strange situation. “Bucky, you aren’t supposed to hammer the screw in. It’s called a screw for a reason, babe, use the drill.” You walked over to the open toolbox and held it out to Bucky who was insistent that he was right about this. You couldn’t help but sigh considering that your boyfriend was almost one hundred and couldn’t simply put a bookshelf together. One that you desperately needed, must you add.

Bucky continued to ignore you and hammered the outside frame to the wrong side of the shelf. “Babe, please stop, you’re going to give me a headache.” Bucky was smiling and you were getting more and more unamused. Since the both of you had only just moved in, your books were scattered all over the place and it was time for the pair of you to get your shit together and Bucky was trying, but he was making it slightly worse. “I promise that you’ll get your bookshelf.” Bucky shooed you away and so you went to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee which was in a styrofoam cup…because both you and Bucky were lazy slobs.

Having walked back into your living room, the shelf was looking worse and you were horrified. You walked over to your boyfriend and sighed yet again. “You’re doing it wrong, idiot.” You picked up the hammer and replaced it with the drill. “This will help prevent your headache.” You gave Bucky a stern glare and motioned to the power tool in your hand. He reluctantly took it and used it, surprised that it was easier than using the hammer.

“You’re not very nice, you know that?” Bucky started to put the shelf together a lot quicker and you pecked him on the lips. His metal arm wrapped around your waist and it sent goosebumps on your skin due to the coolness against your warm skin.

I’m always nice, what are you on about?” You kissed Bucky again and shoved his shoulder slightly. You sat on the sofa (the only furniture in your house other than the bed that was up) and watched your boyfriend start putting everything back together. As much as you would’ve helped, Bucky was insistent that you were too clumsy to be around any form of tools.

anonymous asked:

you made me realize that 2 hours is a long time and obviously Gem Drill cut out a lot of Steven and Peri's descent; she definitely gushed to Steven about how wonderful Ame is to her for a while at some point, and Steven star eyes-ed all the way through.

“and then amethyst bent over in front of me and steven i entered another state of being. reality crumbled around me, gravity laws no longer applied, up was down, black was white. i saw stars and planets and moons in this blur of purple glitter orbiting that……. magnificent butt. i am obsessed with it, i think about it night and day, the thought of her regenerating and wearing anything but those a-ma-z-i-n-g leggings kills me inside. steven wtf do i do help me”

“(☆▽☆)”

dailymail.co.uk
Construction is underway on the Gold Coast set of Thor: Ragnarok
Construction is well and truly underway on the Gold Coast set of Thor: Ragnarok, with builders spotted putting the set together on Thursday morning.

It was announced the Gold Coast would be home to the third instalment of the Thor film franchise in October 2015.

And it seems the ambitious construction of the Adventure/Fantasy set is coming along nicely ahead of location shooting from July 4.

So much so, builders were spotted busily hammering away, drilling and working  on the multi-story complex early on Thursday morning.

And with construction well and truly underway, co-president of Marvel Studios Louis D'Esposito said Queensland offered an amazing and diverse backdrop for the action flick, Thor: Raganarok.

‘We are very excited to bring this film to such an incredible locale,’ he told Digital Spy.

'Marvel Studios would like to thank the Queensland Government for helping to make this a reality,’ he added.



According to Queensland Premier Annastacia Palaszczuk and Marvel Studios executive David Maise, Thor will spend $100 million in Queensland and create hundreds of local jobs during production.

Meanwhile, the movie is being directed by New Zealand’s Taika Waititi, who has confessed that he’s eyeing a cameo for himself in the blockbuster.

'I can’t help myself,’ the 40-year-old told The Daily Telegraph after revealing that he will 'probably’ pop up in the highly-anticipated product. 

But this isn’t the first time the director has snagged an acting role in an action movie.

Taika previously had a supporting role in DC Entertainment’s 2011 movie, The Green Lantern.

To add to the star-studded line-up, hunky actor Chris Hemsworth will return as demigod Thor and fellow Australian actress Cate Blanchett will  play villain Hela.

However, the Sydney native wouldn’t confirm or deny a part in the third installment when she spoke on the Jimmy Kimmel Live show earlier this year.

When asked by the comedian if she would be joining the star studded line-up - which included the likes of Natalie Portman, Stellan Skarsgard, Rene Russo and Anthony Hopkins - she joked: 'Yes. Chris Hemsworth is busy and so I’ve been working out.’

To which Jimmy asked the starlet if she was dodging the question.

She replied: 'They are just substituting one Australian for the other. You know, gender equality. Why can’t you have a female Thor!’

Thor: Ragnarok is due for release in 2017.

Yesterday, at school, just about the entire police department of my city was on campus because it is now mandatory that officers practice a school shooting drill which honestly just breaks my heart because I live in a state where guns come second only to God in terms of what laws people care about, so evidently it is easier to just anticipate such tragedies as mass shootings than to have sensible gun control. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad they’re doing the training because I do feel safer knowing they have a plan, but it’s just unfortunate that this is our reality in which it is necessary to do so.