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Apollo has a case of pandemic sludge. he doesn't get the long walks he wants he doesn't get the ability to steal as many innocent pieces of food off the floor when he wants and he doesn't get the snuggle time he wants
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That morning in the alehouse none of them would have guessed they will lose all they had by the time night falls. Last night's election was the hot topic, when all of the sudden the sludge painted their lives red. It ate away the streets, houses, animals, vineyards, breathing nature. Causing permanent scars on body and soul. Two meters high. Making houses uninhabitable. The places they used to call their home.
And killing the neighbors they once had.
The scatching lye became their fate, still leaving them human. Standing two feet on the ground, holding onto life with both hands, with a mighty heart... and a smile on their faces.
Do they have anything left? Soul and memories. Dignity.
Objects surrounding us are just objects. They will only be important after they are gone. Just a smile and few kind words do stay with us.
Delving into the roots of Post-Apoc, inspired by one of my favorite MOCs of all time by Legohaulic. That build was one of the first MOCs I saw before I joined the Lego community. Finally got around to finishing this morning. Enjoy! :)
secondlifesyndicate.com/2021/11/29/sludge-siren/
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Join me under the waves with this dark siren look!
I also found a fun sim to take snaps at, it is called Creation Park.
Items of Note:
Hairbase - L$50 on SLM
Ear Tattoo - Group Gift
Eyes - by Petrichor @ Mainstore
Eyeshadow - by Rubedo @ Mainstore
Undereye Makeup - by Petrichor @ Mainstore
Forehead Pearls - by Petrichor @ Mainstore
Pose by Fashiowl
Full Credits can be viewed at the post link above.
The Sludge Puppy uses hazerdous waste as a weapon. It comes complete with 4 wheel steering controled by the bley knob on the back.
Sad to see this beautiful Mandarin Drake struggle on the sludge that the lake and ponds at the Arboretum have become !! Keep the rain coming ! Lake Baldwin used to have a depth of 12 ft - now 30 inches. Dredging has become essential or this historic lake will soon no longer be!
With outside conditions improving the farther north they travel, northbound CSX empty coal train E760 screeches around the Clinchco, VA, bridge crossing over VA Route 63 and the calm waters of the McClure River on the frosty afternoon of January 9, 2021.
This otherworldly place is actually part of the Mono Lake, near the County Park formation area. Got up early as usual to witness the first light on the strange tufa formations. 5:30am, it was coldddd. The frozen ground, more like sludge, was very difficult to walk on, although I had managed to get pretty far away from where I parked. I was amazed by what I saw.
LTEX 3011 (ex-PC GP40) and MC 2008 (GP9RM) roll up to the end of the New Bedford Subdivision to retrieve gondolas of sludge from the yard. Saint Anthony of Padua church steeple stands proud in the background.
GWR Green "sludge" set passes Magor whilst forming 1B35 12:30 Paddington - Swansea with 43188 leading on 30/1/2016.
Some models that I created a while back for Megan Rothrock's Lego Adventure Book 2. Full instructions for both of the main models and the background buildings in the book.
This model is a revisit of my old Sludge Puppy.
I know apatosaurs don't have big sharp teeth like that, but it mirrored Grimlock's design, so I figured it gave them more of a "team" look.
SLS Sludge Trudge Flickr Photo Contest 2021
Flickr :SL Syndicate Neighborhood
Información : Cacería Caza de alcantarillado sOMBRERO-MÁSCARA BOTAS- son parte de los premios
hiding its green livery in the countryside the GW sludge unit is captured heading 1k45 to Paddington near Hungerford
SS Shieldhall is a preserved steamship that operates from Southampton. She spent her working life as one of the "Clyde sludge boats", making regular trips from Shieldhall in Glasgow, Scotland, down the River Clyde and Firth of Clyde past the Isle of Arran, to dump treated sewage sludge at sea. These steamships had a tradition, dating back to the First World War, of taking organised parties of passengers on their trips during the summer. SS Shieldhall has been preserved and the accommodation is again being put to good use for cruises.
Shieldhall
Owner:s, Glasgow Corporation 1955–1876, Southern Water Authority 1977–1985 and The Solent Steam Packet Ltd 1988
Port of registry: Glasgow
Builder: Lobnitz & Co.Renfrew, Scotland
Cost: £291,000
Yard number: 1132
Laid down: October 1954
Launched: 7 July 1955
Completed:
October 1955
In service: 16 October 1955
Identification:
British Official Number: 185030
IMO number: 5322752
Fate: Preserved as Museum ship
Status: In service
Tonnage: 1,792 GT[1]
Length: 81.69 m (268 ft 0 in)
Beam: 13.56 m (44 ft 6 in)
Draught: 4.11 m (13 ft 6 in)
Installed power: 2 triple-expansion steam engines of 800 IHP each
Propulsion: Twin screw
Speed: Service: 9 knots (17 km/h; 10 mph)
Maximum: 13 knots (24 km/h; 15 mph)
Capacity: 1800 tons of sludge and 80 passengers
Crew: 12.
Here's my 4th micro Dinobot: Sludge! I was going to wait a few days to post him, but figured I'd just do it now. I like the angle I shot this at better than previous Dinobot pics, so I'll retake my other pics before posting all the Dinobots together. Consists of 39 pieces and fully transforms from robot to dinosaur. What do you think?
Sludge green duo 43005 (leading), set LA15 and 43187 (trailing) arrive into Tiverton Parkway on the 1C89 17:03 Paddington-Penzance service. Taken from in between the ever-increasing vegetation beside the A361 "North Devon Link Road".
I don't like to crop. You must live with my little quirks 😝
Press „Z“ to see the quality of this old russian lens...
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Ich mag keine Bildbeschneidungen. Mit diesen meinen Marotten muß man leben 😝
„Z“ drücken um die Qualität dieser alten russischen Linse zu beurteilen...
ƒ=3.2
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43041 'Meningitis Trust Support for Life', now part of GWR's second set in 'sludge livery', leads 1C92 18.02 Paddington-Penzance past Great Cheverell, 43005 was on the rear, 05/07/16.
Why is this a "sludge-cam" ??? It spent the previous 13 months before these photos were taken... beneath 6 feet of dirty water and a foot of black sludgy rotting vegetation at the bottom of a holding tank in a closed-down water processing plant:
www.flickr.com/photos/61377404@N08/32699120132/in/datepos...
These photos show it after being hosed off and set out in the hot Texas sun to dry for a day. The owner lost his grip on it when changing settings while taking photos from the catwalk over the tank. An attempt to retrieve it was unsuccessful because of zero visibility in the dark water of the tank, made even darker by disturbing the thick layer of sludge.
Over a year later I was working around the old plant and was told about the camera and decided to try to find it. I hose-clamped a garden rake to the telescoping pole on a long-handled pruning saw after first removing the saw blade. This made a crude "snag tool" for dragging along the bottom of the tank. I really didn't need to see the tank bottom, which was invisible anyway, beneath the dirty water and sludge layer. By extending the pole saw handle, working from the catwalk, I could drag the garden rake's toothy head across the bottom of the entire tank... even into the corners. The first twenty minutes were spent pulling out sludgy, smelly sticks and rotting leaves. Then a more careful, slow process began. The trick was to move very slowly and notice when anything on the tank bottom offered any resistance to the rake. After ten minutes I finally pulled up a sludgy broken brick... not the prize I had hoped for, but it did provide "proof of concept"... retrieving the camera might be possible. After another five minutes I finally felt a bit of resistance and carefully worked the invisible object against the tank wall and started to lift slowly, keeping pressure on the object... pushing against the wall while raising the handle. Eventually a ball of sludge with a short lanyard hanging out of it appeared, resting on the rake tines. Moving carefully to grab the lanyard, I nearly fumbled the camera back into the tank. What came next was a thorough hosing off in a bucket of water, then drying the camera. To speed the drying process along as much as possible, I removed the SD card and battery, leaving the compartment door open. The battery had corroded itself in place and had to be jimmied out with a small screw driver.
My friend told me that the camera owner was flying in from the west coast to visit over the Thanksgiving holiday. He was presented with the camera and it now sits on his desk at work. But... I was able to give him something else also. The SD card looked pretty grim. Even though it had been buttoned up in its compartment, water had infiltrated and caused an electrolytic reaction, resulting in partial delamination of the gold finger contacts. I plugged it into a spare card reader to see if it contained any images. There was no indication that a card was present... as if the card reader was plugged in, but empty. Looking at the contacts I figured that some kind of cleaning might be possible. I took a round toothpick and crushed the end to make a tiny brush-like tip. Wetting the tip and dipping it in some fine Texas dust from outside made a kind of abrasive tool. Using this to gently scrub each gold contact individually, grime and discoloration were "erased". I had to "go light" to avoid removing any gold. After rinsing and drying I tried once more to get the reader to detect the card. There was still no indication that a card was present... until I tried repeatedly removing and reinserting the card. Then... a folder appeared, containing about 90 pristine, clear, crisp images. They looked as if they had just been taken. All the EXIF data was intact. Before anything could happen to make the folder disappear... a possibility considering the card's condition, I quickly copied the folder to the computer, then burned it to a disc. The camera owner was amazed when I told him to browse through the disc containing "mystery" images. I hadn't yet told him about recovering the camera.
DSC-1874 ~ DSC-1878
(Down Tempo / Sludge / Post-metal)
Year Of No Light formed in 2001 in Bordeaux (Fr). With their first album, Nord, YONL have proven adept a shifting seamlessly between genres, balancing post-rock, sludge, somber psychedelics and crushing dark shoegaze.
In 2010, now backed by two drums, 3 guitars, the band released its second album, Ausserwelt, oscillating between drone, doom, post-rock, black metal and progressive rock.
I walk beside these hulking, monstrous, silent sentinels, and I know that when I breath my last breath, when my heart beats its last pump of drug diluted blood, and my body becomes part of this sludge we call "Home", they'll resurrect me. Emotionless and without thought, that which is the only thing that liberates me from the oppression they call life down here, I'll be reprogrammed like a piece of circuitry.
They tell you when you sign up that in order for society to make its strides towards success and progress everyone must walk in the same direction. For anyone to gain that nirvana that awaits once you clock out one last time would be to take two steps backwards. We all know that's just bullshit, but the pay is good, and the drugs let us get one step closer to that relief we all seek. The high is cheap, but so is life.
So I walk side by side, with some curse soul. Repairing the infrastructure made for the rich, and maintained by the scum.
I'll never understand its pain, but it can't even understand the word "pain". It's some kind of fucked-up joke really. No longer can I use the future to escape the reality in which I live like I did when I was younger. Because I see my future beside me. It's physical. It's as real as me. The second I signed that contract, I signed my life, actually my death, away to some corporation as lifeless, cold and ugly as the goblin I call my guardian down here in the abyss.
Inspired by the likes of Babiru, Bioshock's Big Daddy Concepts, and Carter Baldwin's Grunt Hardsuit builds. It's built to look ugly on purpose. I really wanted to use that center piece after getting a couple of the old Exo Force sets. Enjoy.
The New River, is neither new, nor a river, but an aqueduct which was constructed when the poet and dramatist William Shakespeare was still alive, to bring fresh water into the City Centre. The automated leaf catching system on the River seems to have been deactivated, and in consequence the River is sludging up really badly. So now the hens are able to stroll across the surface of the sludge.
A received a reissue G1 Snarl for my birthday recently, so Sludge has a pal to hang out with now. I was surprised as Snarl has a die cast torso, whereas Sludge doesn't. Very cool feeling that weight again. I have to finish his stickers off; I think I put his rubsign in the wrong spot (isn't it usually on the vehicle mode?)