3D printed spherical interlocking system of 64 individual gears
Video here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l3xxDxlsIdA
sirdolraan asked:
Nira has debated one from time to time, one thought was a tattoo of a gear around her belly button. Or a couple of interlocked gears on one shoulder. Also ideas on gyrospanners and other tools but she’s extremely non-committal about it. And frets that if she did get one she wouldn’t like it after awhile and have to figure out a way to remove it, probably via magic.
On a similar note she does think the Night Elf Facial tattoos make them look more mysterious as well as adding some allure to them for her.
Risha hovered off the ground the metallic sphere patrolling outside of Nirahsa’s workshop. A cold breeze rustled what leaves remained on the trees as the night remained otherwise quiet. The only sounds coming from inside the workshop as Nirahsa worked.
A new motion caught the small spherical bots attention, the machine snapping that direction and focusing its photoreceptor on two darkly robed men approaching. Risha moved to cut them off, “Identify.”
Instead of answering one figure raised his arms dark energy coalescing around his hands, only to lance out striking risha causing the bot to phase out in wisps of green energy as the banish spell played upon the Elementium alloy the machine was made out of.
“Simple,” One figure remarked.
“As I said it would be,” The other returned quietly.
“We shouldn’t have waited so long.”
“It was necessary, the Legion made everyone on edge, time needed to pass so her guard would fall again.”
The two moved towards the door taking care not to make any noise.
“The reward for this better be worth it.”
“The result will be reward enough, corrupting a powerful shaman will only hasten this world’s end.” The figure stated even while pulling a twisted wand out of his robes. It looked like it had been designed by the Twilight’s Hammer themselves with all the jagged edges.
They tried the door, though finding it locked didn’t seem to faze either of them. With a brief chant a green cloud enveloped the door knob corroding and eating away at it and its inner components until it came apart.
The door pushed open easily creaking somewhat loudly, enough to alert Nirahsa who spun around at the strange sound. The figure extended the wand, speaking a phrase quickly causing shadow energy to glow around it before shooting out and hitting Nira. The shaman only managed a surprised gasp before collapsing on the ground.
A straw hatted bot jumped off the workbench and charged at both men, “Stay away from the Madam!” Stichy intoned in panic even as the stitched together bot attacked the figures. His efforts rewarded with a swift strong kick. The force of the kick sent the machine flying across the room, until it slammed into the wall, straw along with bits and pieces of the bot flew in several directions. Stitchy spasmed after hitting the ground, “M-m-madam….” He uttered before the machine became still, yellow photoreceptors fading off.
Both figures turned their attention back to the unconscious Nirahsa looking somewhat perplexed, “Odd, she wasn’t supposed to lose consciousness.”
“It was supposed to corrupt her more, noticeably wasn’t it?”
“Yes by bringing her inner darkness out, which should slowly bring her into the fold.”
“Direct Fel Infusion would be quicker.”
“But also carry potential unwanted results, we want her intact.”
The two observed the unconscious Nirahsa for a few moments longer, before one glanced at the other.
“Do we wait, or fall back and observe?”
“Observe, the magic has already had an unintended result, we will see if it takes.”
The other nodded and with that both robed figures left, leaving Nirahsa on the ground as they vanished into the night even as the banish spell faded on Risha.
Risha hovered off the ground the metallic sphere patrolling outside of Nirahsa’s workshop. A cold breeze rustled what leaves remained on the trees as the night remained otherwise quiet. The only sounds coming from inside the workshop as Nirahsa worked.
A new motion caught the small spherical bots attention, the machine snapping that direction and focusing its photoreceptor on two darkly robed men approaching. Risha moved to cut them off, “Identify.”
Instead of answering one figure raised his arms dark energy coalescing around his hands, only to lance out striking risha causing the bot to phase out in wisps of green energy as the banish spell played upon the Elementium alloy the machine was made out of.
“Simple,” One figure remarked.
“As I said it would be,” The other returned quietly.
“We shouldn’t have waited so long.”
“It was necessary, the Legion made everyone on edge, time needed to pass so her guard would fall again.”
The two moved towards the door taking care not to make any noise.
“The reward for this better be worth it.”
“The result will be reward enough, corrupting a powerful shaman will only hasten this world’s end.” The figure stated even while pulling a twisted wand out of his robes. It looked like it had been designed by the Twilight’s Hammer themselves with all the jagged edges.
They tried the door, though finding it locked didn’t seem to faze either of them. With a brief chant a green cloud enveloped the door knob corroding and eating away at it and its inner components until it came apart.
The door pushed open easily creaking somewhat loudly, enough to alert Nirahsa who spun around at the strange sound. The figure extended the wand, speaking a phrase quickly causing shadow energy to glow around it before shooting out and hitting Nira. The shaman only managed a surprised gasp before collapsing on the ground.
A straw hatted bot jumped off the workbench and charged at both men, “Stay away from the Madam!” Stichy intoned in panic even as the stitched together bot attacked the figures. His efforts rewarded with a swift strong kick. The force of the kick sent the machine flying across the room, until it slammed into the wall, straw along with bits and pieces of the bot flew in several directions. Stitchy spasmed after hitting the ground, “M-m-madam….” He uttered before the machine became still, yellow photoreceptors fading off.
Both figures turned their attention back to the unconscious Nirahsa looking somewhat perplexed, “Odd, she wasn’t supposed to lose consciousness.”
“It was supposed to corrupt her more, noticeably wasn’t it?”
“Yes by bringing her inner darkness out, which should slowly bring her into the fold.”
“Direct Fel Infusion would be quicker.”
“But also carry potential unwanted results, we want her intact.”
The two observed the unconscious Nirahsa for a few moments longer, before one glanced at the other.
“Do we wait, or fall back and observe?”
“Observe, the magic has already had an unintended result, we will see if it takes.”
The other nodded and with that both robed figures left, leaving Nirahsa on the ground as they vanished into the night even as the banish spell faded on Risha.
lainingsilverpaw asked:
Most of Nira’s bots are as you would say Mark 1 since she works on the design and modifies it to work out the kinks…well some of the kinks, Unless you go by Tony Starks method and each new design being a new iteration.
Which would make Telredor Mark I, Klink Mark II, Stitchy Mark III, J.E.X Mark IV, Rappy Mark V, Destro Mark VI, Sentry Mark VII, Chewie Mark VIII, Risha Mark IX
Life is Better With a Titan
HIs wide happy grin really reminds me of Nira.
Also Risha is roughly the same size as one of those Titans for comparison purposes, as well as has a Dwarven constructed semi-auto rifle about that size with explosive shells. In addition to her other…offensive abilities >.> Seriously Nira kind of went all out with Risha’s design, if Nira ever went permanently crazy(Not just temporary crazy) Risha would totally be a part of the boss fight.
sirdolraan asked:
Fuck: Dolraan, he’s a good guy and Nira’s heard abit about his reputation as a lady’s man from before he settled down with Rhia. And well they don’t seem to have any issues even with a lack of stools so it has to work!
Marry: Drogar talented inventor who is very passionate about his works. The two could spend quite abit of time on a project together I’d imagine. Nira could design a big robotic titan machine and Drogar could design the explosive firepower and ordinance it would carry! With potential cross over of ideas!
Kill: Finkswitch - Nira actually admires Fink as an engineer though its unlikely she could deal with his personality long term in a close relationship. Plus she’s been around a few times when he’s done some rather insensitive things that pertained to Draenei. She knows he isn’t malicious but that insensitivity just wouldn’t bode well between the two.
Completely ooc random posting.
The armor Leliana has on in the Sacred Ashes cinematic for Dragon Age is still honestly one of my favorite female armor outfits. Because the design allows for free movement of joints and flexible movement while still offering protection from attacks. And isn’t complete bikini plate.
Not to mention Leliana just looks plain awesome in it. >.>
some mesmerizing Kinetic sculptures
if you love mechanics this is for you :D
This is a big thing for Nira, her Naaru Sculptures would definitely fall under the ‘Kinetic Sculpture’ category. And she in general loves to design and build things that are not meant for practical use but just pretty to watch. Though sculptures like these definitely give wonderful mechanical insight while watching them work.
Anonymous asked:
Nirahsa’s tail stiffened at the touch, the shaman’s face flushing purple while pushing back into the other woman. Her goggled gaze moving from the project to glance over her shoulder.
“Ah…don’t you want to keep working on this? …oh it’ll still be here later, yes yes.” She let out before starting to slowly turn.
Nirahsa’s un-goggled eyes opened to see the ceiling above her. Blinking a few times as she realized it was still dark. Her body felt hot, her sheets damp with sweat, Nirahsa cast the blankets off exposing her minimally covered form and took a long deep breath. Head slumping back into her pillow that was amazingly still behind her head instead of encircled in her arms.
She rubbed her forehead a moment and exhaled, “That….was an odd dream to have, yes yes.”
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