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Post by Etsuko on Jul 31, 2024 1:39:27 GMT
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[attr="class","EtsukoTemplaterare5"]The creative juices, they have been rough lately. Etsuko leaned back in her salvaged office chair, staring at several monitors that had been mounted to her small corner of the support labs. Two of the screens were blacked out, their contents only visible to Etsuko due to the virtue of her quirk. The other two were what appeared to be free, open-source modeling programs. Below them sat a gray box with many long antennas poking off of it. Above each of the seven monitors was a small radar dish; Etsuko claimed it's what made them 'wireless' but in truth, each one had a tiny little USB stick that allowed her to connect to it directly.
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Perhaps... her own radio could help. The girl had loops of some of the songs she sang over the last few years playing on a smart shuffle list; it had been a few days since she sang along, and likely this would be another added to that list. Instead of keeping the radio playing in her head, she passed it along to the big black box. In response, it began playing JSTC radio; many of the songs that played sang of happiness and love, but often had darker undertones; predominantly with techno beats, but sometimes not. With it playing music, she tossed her legs up onto the desk, nodding to the beat and mouthing the words as the 3D modeling software began sculpting what appeared to be a robotic arm. To the trained eye, the program would be easily seen as ADUSK, or the Advanced Design and Utility Software Kit. ADUSK was a rather expensive CAD program made by a few nerds in a garage with little to no creativity for naming. Like, who designs a program and then names it what it is?
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Certainly not Etsuko. Etsuko had more of a creative bone in her body than that! That's even why she had been trying to design a workable prototype limb, she just couldn't get it to move right. The materials, even though they could move and rotate, didn't bend the right way and would often lock up; not to mention trying to get enough strength to lift heavy objects with those dainty motors.
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Popping in a small piece of candy, she flung her body forward and began tinkering away, trying her best to replicate the 3D model that was on screen. After a short time, a single joint was ready; there was no point assembling the full thing, if this part failed then she'd have to start from the beginning. Pulling on a few of the synthetic muscles, it seemed to move just fine until she released the muscle designed to pull the arm back to its normal state; it whipped around and tangled everything into a mass of twisted cables and scrap metal.
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"God DAMNIT!" She slammed the limb down onto the table, which caused it to promptly flop onto the ground. In anger, she threw herself back into her chair and started spinning in thought. "Why doesn't it work? I put in all the contingencies to stop the muscle from whiplashing back full force but... it never works! There has to be a way to bind them so that it releases back to its natural state when not..." she began rambling, and mumbling; the CAD software on her screen spinning in place as she had disconnected earlier.
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She certainly wasn't alone in the Support Labs, but who else was there? Would they be able to help solve some of Etsuko's problems, or maybe even cheer up the little gremlin?
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Perhaps... her own radio could help. The girl had loops of some of the songs she sang over the last few years playing on a smart shuffle list; it had been a few days since she sang along, and likely this would be another added to that list. Instead of keeping the radio playing in her head, she passed it along to the big black box. In response, it began playing JSTC radio; many of the songs that played sang of happiness and love, but often had darker undertones; predominantly with techno beats, but sometimes not. With it playing music, she tossed her legs up onto the desk, nodding to the beat and mouthing the words as the 3D modeling software began sculpting what appeared to be a robotic arm. To the trained eye, the program would be easily seen as ADUSK, or the Advanced Design and Utility Software Kit. ADUSK was a rather expensive CAD program made by a few nerds in a garage with little to no creativity for naming. Like, who designs a program and then names it what it is?
[break][break]
Certainly not Etsuko. Etsuko had more of a creative bone in her body than that! That's even why she had been trying to design a workable prototype limb, she just couldn't get it to move right. The materials, even though they could move and rotate, didn't bend the right way and would often lock up; not to mention trying to get enough strength to lift heavy objects with those dainty motors.
[break][break]
Popping in a small piece of candy, she flung her body forward and began tinkering away, trying her best to replicate the 3D model that was on screen. After a short time, a single joint was ready; there was no point assembling the full thing, if this part failed then she'd have to start from the beginning. Pulling on a few of the synthetic muscles, it seemed to move just fine until she released the muscle designed to pull the arm back to its normal state; it whipped around and tangled everything into a mass of twisted cables and scrap metal.
[break][break]
"God DAMNIT!" She slammed the limb down onto the table, which caused it to promptly flop onto the ground. In anger, she threw herself back into her chair and started spinning in thought. "Why doesn't it work? I put in all the contingencies to stop the muscle from whiplashing back full force but... it never works! There has to be a way to bind them so that it releases back to its natural state when not..." she began rambling, and mumbling; the CAD software on her screen spinning in place as she had disconnected earlier.
[break][break]
She certainly wasn't alone in the Support Labs, but who else was there? Would they be able to help solve some of Etsuko's problems, or maybe even cheer up the little gremlin?
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