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A perfect fall day in downtown Syracuse, NY. Lots of good revitalization going on in downtown 'Cuse!
⊰ HEAD ⊱
Lelutka / lel Evox Raven & Elf ears
⊰ BODY ⊱
eBody / Reborn Mesh Body
aii & ego / Demonic Touch
⊰ HAIR ⊱
Lamb / Jules Black Pack ★ L$75 @ The Saturday Sale
⊰ MAKE UP ⊱
Reverie / Heavy Heart Eyeshadow v2 no13
The Skinnery / Cat Eyeliner
Ladybird / Raven Lipgloss Lelutka HD
⊰ TATTOOS ⊱
Ladybird / Shing Tattoo ★ NEW @Equal10
Taox / Leg Sinner Rose
⊰ JEWELRY ⊱
Litten / Junji Piercing Black
Punch / Crescent Moon Piercing
Yummy / Eternal Life Ring Collection
E.A. Studio / Inazuma Plugs Female Elf
⊰ CLOTHES ⊱
Klein / Nadia Dress Black ★ L$50 @FLF Birthday Bash
⊰ ACCESSORIES ⊱
xx / Ziptight Garter
Mimmi / Mirai Black Pasties
⊰ SHOES ⊱
Lavu / Samantha Shoes
⊰ POSE & BACKDROP ⊱
Go&See / Lyra Posepack ★ L$50 @FLF Birthday Bash
The Bearded Guy / Purple Disco Backdrop
Master Chef: I'll cook some nice bamboo dishes for you tonight
Mister Panda: S'cuse me, I want turkey...
Chester is such a good older brother, Saxon can't help but copy :-)
had to duck out of the room to get a camera for this, the only one I found quickly and quietly without disturbing them too much (they were liable to follow me) had the 100mm lens on hence the composition, this is so them when I'm just settled in for a bit of tv
not sure which I like best, black&white or colour
Lyman C. Smith, opened in 1902, is one of the many splendid architectures that make up the learning halls of the prestigious Syracuse University.
Where The Vale of Onondaga Meets The Eastern Sky, Proudly Stands Our Alma Mater, On Her Hilltop High, Flag We Love! Orange! Float for Aye, Old Syracuse. O'er Thee, Loyal Be Thy Sons & Daughters, To Thy Memory
Crouse College, opened in 1881, is one of the many splendid architectures that make up the learning halls of the prestigious Syracuse University in Syracuse, New York.
Where The Vale of Onondaga Meets The Eastern Sky, Proudly Stands Our Alma Mater, On Her Hilltop High, Flag We Love! Orange! Float for Aye, Old Syracuse. O'er Thee, Loyal Be Thy Sons & Daughters, To Thy Memory
Holden Observatory, opened in 1887, is one of the many splendid architectures that make up the learning halls of the prestigious Syracuse University. In 1980, the building was placed on the National Registry of Historic Places.
Where The Vale of Onondaga Meets The Eastern Sky, Proudly Stands Our Alma Mater, On Her Hilltop High, Flag We Love! Orange! Float for Aye, Old Syracuse. O'er Thee, Loyal Be Thy Sons & Daughters, To Thy Memory
Picasso
Still life with coffee Pot (1944)
Picasso painted ten still lifes of these items during a week in April 1944, a grim time during the war cusing hiim to work with "objects at hand". Some see a sexual energy in the shapes
SFMOMA. Gift of Elise Stern Hass, 1992 (heiress of Levi Strauss)
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SfK/FB1
Zig’s Playlist: Jimi Hendrix / “Purple Haze”
- Put your ears on and listen up man. www.youtube.com/watch?v=SHdlSolwktU
[LOCATION: SYNTHIA, ALPHA CENTURI SYSTEM][TIME: 2005 HRS][DATE: 12/28]
By some stroke of luck or by divine intervention, Zig couldn’t decide which, DJ’s propulsion system hadn’t malfunctioned as he carried Zig across the gaping chasm to safety. The two now found themselves on a deserted catwalk overlooking the very edge of the production facility. The lush green alien jungle of Synthia just beyond the concrete structure was definitely a stark contrast to the rigid metal and concrete of the Centuri factory. A large cargo ship sat deserted on the platform below.
“You know how to fly that thing?” Zig nodded toward the spaceship.
“Yes sir, I am capable of astronavigation, but…” Zig cut him off.
“Great, we need to bug out of here. The coast seems clear.”
“But sir…” the droid’s polite interruption was again ignored.
“The guards must all be back at the factory looking for you and I buddy!”
“SIR!”
“Whoa, turn down the acoustics man, no need to crank it to eleven.” Zig furrowed his brow at the droid, “What is it?”
“I can navigate, but I am lacking the necessary appendages to fly.” The droid motioned to his body with his singular gripping arm.
“No worries man, just walk me through it.”
The guitarist and the droid silently made their way to the platform below, snuck around the small bunkers, and serendipitously found the boarding ramp down on the freighter.
“Well, what do you know!” Zig smirked at his robot companion, “It‘s like this ship just wants us to take it.”
“We’d better move quickly sir,” DJ propelled himself up the ramp. “I detect incoming life forms.”
“You don‘t have to warn me twice.” Zig raced up the ramp after the droid and threw himself into the waiting pilot’s chair in the cockpit. “Let’s rock’n’roll!”
“Already cuing up pre-flight data and starting the repulsor engines sir.” DJ busied himself at a set of controls on the wall.
“One more thing before we take off.” Zig gripped the control yoke and grinned over his shoulder at the droid. “Cue me up some Jimi.”
“Hendrix I assume, yes sir.” Suddenly the speakers of the ship began blaring “Purple Haze.”
“Good choice,” a laser blast rocked the ship as Zig pulled back on the yoke, “Here goes nothing.”
The freighter lifted off quickly, and soon amongst a hail of laser fire, Zig and DJ found themselves speeding off into the vacuum of space.
“S‘cuse me while I kiss the sky!” Zig wailed triumphantly along with the music as he hit the accelerator and the ship broke away from Synthia’s gravity and hurtled off into the vast unknown.
*** Built for the "Struggle for Klegon" LEGO RP group
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Purple haze all in my brain
Lately things just don't seem the same
Actin' funny, but I don't know why
'Scuse me while I kiss the sky
Pidge and Starling ....
A mix of birds share this tree to get the morning sunshine.
Crows and Magpies share the branches too.
I've never seen this on other trees with such a mixture of birds together. Some kind of truce when all is warm and calm.?
S'cuse me while I tend to how I feel
These things return to me that still seem real .
«A volte ho l’impressione che tutto quello che voglio dire uscirà sbagliato.»
«E allora, cosa fai?»
«Non lo dico.»
Please respect my work.
© All rights reserved Francesca Di Vaio
Purple haze all in my brain
Lately things they don't seem the same
Atin' funny, but I don't know why,
S'cuse me while I kiss the sky.
Jimi Hendrix - Purple Haze
Just a fun collage using textures from Flickr Creative Commons contributors Chris Buecheler, YoungDoo Moon, Christian Guthier, Paolo Tonon, Tomi Knuutila, John, Andy Weisner and thanks to Jasen Robillard for a collection of great texture favorites. Hooray for creative commons: Share, Remix, Reuse — Legally!
The voice was human. A man. The robot Linda was about to carve open instantly puts it's weapon away and steps back. Out of the shadows comes a man. He had color in his hair but he still looked pretty damn old. Then I remembered the pics Linda printed out. This guy was the guy we're looking for. Karl Rossum.
"What's going on here? Who are you two and what you want?"
"You."
"s'cuse me?"
"Don't fuck around with us, Rossum. We know it was you who built that robot that tried to Kill Dr. Elizabeth Vincent."
"Whoa there, darling, I didn't make any giant robot. All I make these days are friends fer myself! You got me mistaken for someone else."
"Fuck you. The design and architecture of the robot matches your designs. Why, huh? Did the brain piloting it promise you money? Power? Might as well say so now before we show you what color your insides are."
"Now just calm down here! I ain't got no reason to be making no giant robots fer killin' people! I got all I need here! You got a piece of this robot on ya? maybe I can help you?"
He leads us into his house. Linda and I keep our guard, could be a trap. Would be this shitbag's final mistake. But clues about where this bot came from and how to stop more from popping up we should take, though. Honestly though, looking around this guy's house I honestly can't see this guy dropping homicidal brains into giant bots.The entire place was ripped right from Disney. Toys and colors everywhere. I've torn up some sick fucks with similar homes, but those places always had that vibe to them that make you suspect that some fucked up shit's going on. This place...it just didn't. It's too....alive, I guess. Mostly because of all the toys running around on their own.
"I've ran into folks like you before. They were a bit more polite but still. I'm not what you're looking for, though. I'm not in the robot business anymore. Nowadays i just make friends fer myself. i see you ran into one of them outside. That taser of of his probably wouldn't have done much to ya."
"That was a taser?"
"Yep. Had a bit too much fun with the finishing touches. But what can i say? I love them old space movies. Also like them old Japanese cartoons with them big floatin' castles."
"Quit the act, Rossum."
"What's that, darling?"
"One year you're a major figure in the field of robotics, the next, you're gone. Then out of nowhere a few years later a giant robot with a human brain controlling it goes on a killing spree across the country."
"You two need to relax. I'll be happy to tell you everything. But first lets take a look at that part you got."
I gave him a part of the brainbot that I brought along for verification. Honestly thought I'd be beating him to death with whatever part this is. Instead I've got him poking at it. While we was looking at it, I looked around the room. A toy train with actual steam coming out of the smoke stacks chugs alongside the wall, a little android with a mannequin face swings a plastic sabre in the air, and a barrel sits against the wall. it looked pretty normal until the lid popped up with a single glowing red eye underneath it. That security droid Linda nearly ripped apart is now just standing idle as well, probably keeping an eye on us.
"Back when I still had my robotics company, I was working on an advanced A.I. My attempt to create the most intelligent artificial being known to mankind yet. I called it HARDAC."
"Hardac?"
"Holographic Analytical Reciprocating DigitAl Computer. I gave it too much free will, though. It thought the best way to take care of the sadness and evil in the world was to eliminate the source. Human morality. So it tried to replace humanity with replicant androids."
"Jesus fuck, man. Haven't you ever seen Terminator?"
"Nah, never liked them big dumb action movies. All just big booms and no art to 'em. Anyway, HARDAC almost replaced a few folks, but Batman stopped it. I felt terrible for what I caused, so I ended my life in robotics and fell off the map. Now I'm just here, waiting to die with the friends I make."
"Whoa...sorry about that."
"Eh, could be worse. HARDAC never succeeded and no one blamed me outside of myself. At least it--"
"GOOD EVENING, GUESTS! Welcome to my master's home! I hope you're enjoying your visit! Would any of you like some refreshments?"
The metallic, high-pitched voice came from this goofy-looking robot on wheels. The damned thing was as tall as me. Linda didn't really look too happy to see it was it was to see her. I think it was happy, anyway. Damn thing had no face.
"Uhh..."
"That's just Wheelo, my housekeeper. He don't bite."
"May I interest you in some refreshments, ma'am?"
"Uh, no..."
"SPLENDID!! I'll bring you some water right away!'
"His programming still needs work. He's a newer friend."
"I think there's more than his programming that needs work..."
"...huh."
"What?"
"Well, you're right. This is my design, but...honestly didn't recognize it at first. It's far more advanced than anything I've made."
"So basically this is yours but it isn't yours?"
"Pretty much. Someone's done picked up where I left off."
"Fan-fucking-tastic. Any ideas?"
"Hmmm.....wait, you said there was a human brain controlling this?"
"Yes. A brain from fake France."
"Uh...well, there was an old college of mine. A young feller by the name of Nathan Clynes. Ain't seen him in forever, though. He was into bio-mechanics, wanted to mend flesh with metal and all that. If ya found me, you can find him."
"Kickass. Nathan Clynes. Sorry about the trouble, Karl."
"Nah, guy like me I understand. Your lady friend here is right, I did make myself pretty shady. I see that now. Glad i can i help, though. if you say this robot was out there done killing people I'll do anything to see the man who made it taken in."
"Good to know. Let's get going, we got work to do."
"before you head off, just who are you two?"
"We're Bloodfall."
"Bloodfall? Name like that you can just scare the cyborgs into surrender. Best of luck, anyway."
'Hope you enjoyed your visit!!"