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clatterbane · 2 years
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Another thing: the vacuum motor on this one is enough quieter that Feist isn't even particularly concerned about it!
She was just sniffing at the thing as it trundled past her. 😹 Bit of a shame I was too late to get a shot of that.
The optical sensors probably don't hurt either, so it isn't just playing bumper cars off everything. Including actually avoiding running into cats. Seems to get up to a lot less loud mischief, in general.
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smartphoneshop01 · 2 years
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Xiaomi Robot Vacuum
Xiaomi Mi Smart Robot Vacuum Rolling Brush Cover with Main Brush Box Replacements for Mi Robotic Vacuum Cleaner is available at Smartphone shop for R 249 only. The battery cover which houses the central brush for the Xiaomi Mi Robo Vacuum. This cover protects the central brush and is required. If your cover has broken or is not engaging properly then this replacement will solve the problem. It also includes 304 stainless steel wire, one hand option and is easy to install. We at Smartphone Shop offers the best services to our valuable customers also with exchange and refund facility added with one year warranty. Hurry up now to avail the offer.
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stevewatson133 · 11 months
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Complete Guide For Mi Robot Vacuum Mop Setup
To go about the Mi robot vacuum mop setup, you need to download the iRobot Home app on your smartphone or tablet. Once you download and install the app, open it on your device to go about the initial configuration. Create an iRobot account and add your device to the account. After that, follow the on-screen instructions to connect to WiFi and finalize the settings.
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bagofshinyrocks · 4 months
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A Little Bump on the Head
Prompt: As your and Simon’s little man is exploring the living room, he bumps his head. Simon is almost more upset than the baby is. [Requested by anonymous]
Featuring: Simon "Ghost" Riley x GN!Reader
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Warnings: none
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You were so relieved when the little man started to entertain himself.
Watching birds and dogs outside, building blocks, sorting colorful balls and toys, climbing through a series of tunnels made by his daddy from recycling.
Simon was home as much as possible, deployments never being more than a week, and demanding desk-duty or training on base. But it was still hard to run a two-adult one-infant household with both of you only getting a few hours of home-making between you. 
And sometimes, both of you needed some sleep. Sometimes he had a late night at work. Sometimes baby decided to scream at 4 AM and scare both of you so horribly that you couldn’t fall back asleep even after the baby was all snork mi mi mi.
You were re-reading some comics on the couch, encouraging the little man as he scribbled on his coloring pages or crawled to follow the robot vacuum. Once Simon finished loading the dishwasher, he came in and flopped on top of you.
“Ohhhh, what a comfortable pillow.”
“Heavy,” you grunted, freeing your arms and wrapping them around your husband.
“You callin’ me fat?”
“Just a smidgen. In a sexy way.”
Your baby suddenly sat up and vocalized. A happy smile when his dad waved. With a great heave, he pulled himself up on the chair and started making his way over to you.
Eager coos and cheers from both of you, as he waddled from the chair to the coffee table.
A hiccup! An obstacle! Your son falls on his bum. But he perseveres and pulls himself back up again.
But he misjudges and bonks his head on the underside of the coffee table instead. He falls back on his rear. And his sweet face crumbled and flushed as he started to cry.
Both of you jerked forward, reaching for him and starting to comfort him. Simon rolled off you  and onto the floor and scooped the boy up in his arms.
“Oh, bubba,” he hushed, cradling the lightly bumped head into his chest, “it’s alright. You’re alright.”
You wrapped around your husband and gently rubbed your son’s back. He stopped fussing fairly quickly, just sniffling and holding on tight to his daddy.
The top of your boy’s head had only a slight bump on it; nothing you needed to worry about. A light reddened line where he hit the corner, and not even that raised of an egg. He had done this a couple times before.
You looked to Simon to reassure him that the boy was okay and almost started tearing up yourself. The baby was quietly leaning into his daddy’s chest, and your husband was the one fighting back tears.
“Baby,” you coo, cupping Simon’s face in your hands and kissing his cheek. Then kissing your son’s before he could get jealous. “Baby, he’s fine. Just a little bump. He’s had worse.”
Simon nodded, not trusting his voice, and kissed the top of the baby’s head.
A few minutes later, the boy was crawling through his cardboard maze. Moisturized. Flourishing. Living his best life. And now you had your husband in your arms.
“He’s alright.”
“I know but he bumped his head while coming to see me-”
“Shush. Not your fault.” You leaned him back and pinched his nose.
“He’s just learning his gross motor skills. It happens.”
Simon rubbed his nose. “They’re not gross.”
You almost laughed in his face, but didn’t, you were a good spouse. He was still upset. “As in gross motor skills versus fine motor skills.”
“... Oh.”
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tookfun01 · 2 years
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digitalfilipina · 2 years
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Xiaomi treats consumers to discounts, deals, freebies on its 6th anniversary
Xiaomi treats consumers to discounts, deals, freebies on its 6th anniversary
Tech giant Xiaomi is extending its 6th-anniversary celebration to its patrons as it offers discounts and freebies with every purchase of select smartphones and AIoT products from June 11 to June 30. Special deals include the Redmi Note 11 Pro 5G worth P15,999 and Redmi Note 10 Pro available for P12,999. Customers can get freebies like a notebook, t-shirt, or a sports arm bag when they buy the…
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batw1nggg · 2 months
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Same anon here who brought up that stuff about Nagito's contempt for the Reserve Course being intensified in the simulation by misinformation. For a number of reasons I'm much more accepting of the premise of literal brainwashing than other fans. In fact, controversial opinion, I actually think it is a more logical and coherent premise than the idea of Class 77-B all becoming terrorists of their own free will.
Now just to be clear I do agree that the idea of insta-brainwashing via a Despair video that Junko had all along is daft. Since on top of it being kind of anticlimactic, it retroactively means she was sitting on an "I win" button the entire time in DR1. But to summarize why I don't think the idea of literal brainwashing is an unreasonable premise, it mainly comes to three points.
The first is that the precedent for brainwashing technology had already been set in the DR universe. DR1 established that it was possible to precisely erase targeted memories. DR0 took that to the next extreme by showing it was possible to create a new persona through that same technology. UDG established that helmets to mind control victims existed too. So the idea of Class 77-B also being brainwashed is far from outlandish in the setting. In fact I accidentally predicted the V3 twist before reaching the end. Since I initially assumed they would have gone through a more visceral version of what was done to the V3 cast (though possibly with some other nastiness like sensory depravation and solitary confinement).
The second is that...well, the premise of Junko indoctrinating them one by one into a cult sounds deep and clever until you seriously think about it for like 5 minutes. The timeline simply doesn't work. Junko would have maybe 10 months tops to pull something like this off. And making matters worse is that she's in a separate class, and has a whole lot of other shit to prepare in the year leading up to the Tragedy. Manipulating Yasuke and Izuru, arranging for the school council massacre, getting Monaca and the Warriors of Hope on her side, and all the while keeping up appearances as a member of Class 78. A class who were implied in the DR1 photos to be abnormally tightknit by Hope's Peak standards, like Class 77-B was with Chisa and Chiaki.
I've seen plenty of headcanons for how she'd go about it. And yes, stuff like the Twilight Syndrome incident could help things. But that only applies to about a third of the class. And overall just about every explanation I've heard treats Junko and Class 77-B like they exist in a vacuum. With none of the other people at school noticing that anything is off. Which is just nonsensical. DR0 shows a lot of the events right before the Tragedy from the perspective of people like Kyoko, Yasuke, Makoto, and Jin. And NOBODY seems to think there's something kind of off about Class 77-B, or brings up that Junko seems to spend a strange amount of time around them. Makoto of all people would be just the kind of person to try and bond with some of his senpais. And the Ultimate Detective not seeing any signs of bizarre cult-like behavior among the school's students is pretty absurd.
Not to mention that it requires that while they're still at school the Remnants never behave in such a way that's counterproductive to Junko's plans. Like Teruteru is briefly alluded to in DR0. Now am I really expected to believe that someone like him, who presumably would already be part of Junko's cult that late into the timeline, wouldn't already be doing some fucked up shit? Like increasingly creepy sexual harassment or violent mood swings? Same for people like Hiyoko, Nekomaru, Akane, Ibuki, and so on. This premise requires them all to be good little robots and rein in the Despair antics until after the riots spiral out of control. That's a level of subtlety that many in Class 77-B just don't have.
And finally...I'm sorry, but no. You can't have it both ways. You can't have the Remnants be fully responsible for carrying out their misdeeds of their own free will. And then have them be rehabilitated and redeemed via the Neo World Program. Using targeted amnesia to rehabilitate criminals is unethical to an absurd degree. If you're going to say "These people deserve a second chance", then you're going to have to commit to doing things the hard way. Detain and rehabilitate them with their memories intact. Literally the only scenario where something as extreme as the Neo World Program would ever be remotely justifiable would be an equally extreme scenario like a subject having been subjected to literal mind control.
So yeah. That's my controversial take. I disagree with DR3's depiction, but think the Remnants being brainwashed as more than just a figure of speech is perfectly reasonable. Mainly for pragmatic reasons related to story consistency, due stuff like DR0 not only doesn't have any hint of Junko secretly running a cult, but makes a lot less sense if we assume that's going on offscreen. But also for some ideological reasons too. Plus the alternative requires a level of competence and manipulative brilliance that it wildly inconsistent with what Junko showed in DR1. There is no way that someone who could convert all of Class 77-B with the constraints listed above in such a short timeframe, would be so easily thwarted by stuff like Sakura's sacrifice and Makoto's rallying speech at the end. In fact Class 78 should have all gone completely mad after a year in isolation with her if she was as brilliant as some fans hype her up to be.
OK WAIT NO NO NO i didnt mean to imply that junko should like. Run a cult or something. i agree with all of these points, i think that TOO personalized of manipulation would be unrealistic. the way dr3 did the brainwashing seemed lazy and anticlimactic for junko but also junko is smart and wouldnt put in all that unnecessary work for a class she doesnt care about.
youre right that brainwashing and mind altering does consistently show up throughout danganronpa, but i do also really really wish we couldve seen it be pulled off in a slightly more personalized manner. i used mikan as an example in that post but i didnt mean to imply i wanted them to show junko doing that to like. Everyone. i just personally wish they wouldve taken the “the brainwashing takes advantage of your personal desires and hopes” thing a bit farther somehow. like elaborated a little more
i dont have a clear vision of how danganronpa 3 shouldve ended. i think i’d be a lot more on board with the brainwashing if theyd just. Done it a little better, made it more climactic, made the scene more intense or something idk. it’s just so obvious to me that dr3’s ending (and dr3 as a whole but especially the ending) really seemed rushed and careless. we BARELY even get to see the remnants while theyre despaired, with the exception of komaeda. which SUCKSSSS SO BAD i wish they couldve at least incorporated THAT. like for dr being about the apocalypse we dont really get to see much of. The Apocalypse. outside of udg.
and ohhh yeah the forcefully inducing amnesia on a criminal thing is a point i never even considered. youre totally right there i have no comments to add about that
To Conclude. it does make sense that the brainwashing had to be done and i do admit that it is consistent with dr. But Also. It was Anticlimactic and the way they wrote it seemed half assed to me
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stevebattle · 11 months
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Genus Home Personal Robot (1983) by Ray Raymond, World of Robots Corp. / Robotics International, Jackson, MI. “Robotics International, based in Jackson, Michigan, unveiled its domestic creature during the Winter Consumer Electronics Show in early January. In all its fiberglass glory, Genus stands 4 1/2 feet tall and 22 inches wide and weighs 120 pounds. It comes fully assembled with a CRT as its head. Company officials are still undecided about price but are hedging between $5000 and $8000. The first platoon of Genuses should be available at various computer stores by April. “A number of marketing studies show that home-computer users have expressed a need for a mobile platform, which, in essence, is a robot,” said Victor Pytko, Robotics International’s director of communications. The ultrasonic obstacle-avoidance mapping software alllows Genus to roam around the house, unattended, on its two casters, without bumping into furniture, the kids or the dog. When its 12-volt batteries get low, Genus zips over to one of the room’s electrical 110-volt outlets and recharges itself before it needs to juice up again. … “The basic Genus can be equipped to be a versatile, mobile, state-of-the-art robot capable of vacuuming, entertaining and providing home security without need for human monitoring,” said John Collins, Robotics International president.” – Genus – just what every happy li’l home needs by Kathy Chin, InfoWorld, vol.5, no.7, 14 Feb 1983, page 30.
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wilwywaylan · 1 year
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Next installement of my "Les Mis characters cleaning because I don't want to clean" series !
... After, like, ten years or something. This is so long to do ! But honestly, those are my favourite. I try not to go overboard with details so the amount is more or less consistent, but I may be a little carried away when drawing Jehan or Bahorel. Especially Jehan.
Also Mary Shelley is helping.... somehow.
The Fluffster is not.
Part 1 is here !
[image ID : three super-deformed, lineless drawings. The first one : Feuilly, a white man with orange curls, yellow eyes and a lot of freckles, is sweeping the floor. He’s wearing a way too big black shirt with a stop sign on it and “don’t” and “me now” written around it. The shirt is tied on the side. He’s wearing jeans and blue flip flops. He’s holding a broom that causes dust clouds to rise, and he’s smoking a cigarette. There’s a small trashcan beside him. The background is solid blue. The second one : Jehan, a white man with a long, orange braid, mismatched eyes (green and gold), and many freckles, is crouching and watering a large plant. He’s wearing a black tanktop, denim overall short shorts and a purple bandana. There are several bead bracelets around his wrists, and his nails are painted mint green. He has two tattoos : roses of different colors on his arm, and a koi fish on his leg. One one hand, he’s holding a watering can, and he’s holding a small white cat with the other. The plant has large green leaves, and there’s a sticker that says “I am a triffid” on the flowerpot. The background is a very dark blue circle. The third one : Bahorel, a tall, buff man with brown skin, black, long hair, beard and eyes, is lifting makeshift dumbbells made by tying garbage bags at the ends of two brooms. He’s wearing a neon pink crop top and purple cutoffs. There are several geometric, tribal-looking tattoos on both his arms. He’s looking up and smiling. The background is a light, sandy circle. The fourth one : a large cat with brown, golden brown, black and white fur is sitting on a robot vacuum. He’s looking over his shoulder and sticking his tongue out. end ID]
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Luck
Flufftober day 2 Don West & Penny Robinson Description: Penny helps Don handle a home emergency. WC: 483
Thick black smoke billowed through the living room, down the halls, and out the windows. Hot flames climbing out of the open oven licked the nobs and threatened to jump to near-by spoons and cupboards.  
Out of breath, Penny came rushing back in. “Ok, mom says to get something with a long handle- like a broom or a shovel- and close the oven door. Then if we can, turn the oven off. It should smother the flames and it’ll cool eventually.”
Don whipped around, oven mitted hands moving from head to hips “You told your parents?!” panic shifting from the kitchen fire in front of them to the idea of disappointing the people he saw as a weird combination of friend and parent. Ever since linking up with the Robinsons’ he’d felt this unfamiliar need to not let them down, one that grew exponentially alongside his relationship with Judy. “Penny, what the hell? I said I’d figure it out!”
She let out a noise of exasperation, “It’s not like I was going to let us burn alive out of solidarity and misguided trust!”
  “Mis- you know what, never mind. She said what now?”
Penny rolled her eyes, “God, you are so lucky- We need a broom or a shovel, do you have either of those things?”
Don stood still for a moment, he didn’t have a boom, he had a little robot that vacuumed for him and he didn’t have a shovel because he just borrowed all of John’s tools when he was gardening then it struck him. “Mop. MOP!” he yelled rushing out of the room and into the garage.
Penny swiped at the lengthening flames with a damp rag , valiantly defending his kitchen waiting for his return.  
Don darted back in ushering Penny out to clearer air and prodded the door up, it snapped closed with a loud clatter. Dropping the mop, using the still fitted hand, he turned the dial in the center all the way right, back to 0. 
Penny, watching from around the corner, came back in placing a hand on his shoulder. “Good job, Don. We haven’t had that much fun in a while.”  
He shook her off, “Shut up.” Crises averted, the pair sat on the dark wooden bench at the far end of his kitchen, leaning against the wall watching to make sure nothing else erupted.  
“I’m so lucky?”  he questioned, looking down at her.
“Yeah, you’re so lucky.” she repeated grinning up at him, “So lucky we love you.”
Don smiled, tugging her into his side, squeezing her next to him. “Yeah, I am. Thanks, Penny.”  and placed a kiss to the top of her head.
“Judy’s not lucky though.” she teased, pulling out of his grip. “You suck at cooking. How have you survived on your own so long?” red hair dashed away, ducking at the dishrag now flying through the air. 
@flufftober
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loonascode · 1 year
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Broken (free)
wilmon, wc: 1236. tw: dissociation, violence, broken bones.
“Simme, Simme, I’m here,” Wille promises to me, and I wrap my arms around hers frantically, and she’s cold, she must be ice because she’s slipping out of my clumsy hands, and I beg for her to stay.
I’ve always thought of my life as an unnecessary long process of my heart slowly coming to stop. I’ve always had problems with my heart – mama said “no need to be afraid, mi amor”, she said to me “I will do everything to keep you safe”. She wasn't happy when I told her I wasn't scared of death. I couldn't understand why; I thought, I live therefore I hurt. I couldn't see what else is there in life, that's not counting my heart rate in an attempt – or hope – to assess if it's better than last year, last month, last week. I decided, maybe something is wrong with me. Maybe, I’m less human than she is, somehow.
If life is a prolonged heart attack, Wille is breaking ribs when performing CPR.
“Mi vida,” I call her, I think, – I don’t know if she can make it out, – my tongue feels numb, “Wille, my heart is going to stop.”
“What? No, no, it’s not,” she shakes her head, and a strand of her hair falls forward, and I want to tell her she’s the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen, but I feel my body is about to burst. She presses her palm to my chest; I feel that it’s cold through my shirt. “Your heart is beating fine. Everything is fine, Simme, you're just panicking.”
I hear it in her voice, I hear that she’s trying to convince herself that that’s the case more than she is me, and I squeeze her arm again, because it’s all I can do. I want to console her, but I don’t know what to say.
“I can’t feel my hands,” I say, just because I don’t know what else to do, “I’m having a heart attack.”
“What?” She pulls herself out of my grip and entwines our fingers. “Can you feel – do you feel me?”
“Wille… I can’t feel my hands,” I repeat, I stare at her, helpless, and her eyes are all devotion, and fear, and love, and anguish in a threatening concoction, “Please… Please…”
“What do you need? Tell me, what can I do for you?”
I feel myself falling through. I grab into the edges of my consciousness, of my sanity, but they crack, like ice, they crumble, and I fall through, and I drown. Everything around me begins to lose its shape, – and I can’t lose her, – so I reach for her, and reach, and reach, and reach, but my hands can never find her.
“Wille,” I say, I think, but it echoes like in a vacuum, and it’s loud in my ears, the iteration of it, of her name, “you have to break my ribs.”
“Break your ribs?”
“I’m having a heart attack. You have to break my ribs.”
“You want me to do CPR on you?” She asks, “but you’re breathing, Simme. You’re breathing fine, and your heart is beating. You’re just dissociating, yeah? You’re just really scared. But we’ve dealt with this, we’ve dealt with this before. I’m here, see, I am here. We’ll get through this together.”
I shake my head, as much as I can, my body pressed against the couch, and my lungs, and brain, and heart, and liver all in the wrong places, and I’m not crying, – I’m not, – but someone else must be, or maybe it’s rain, because my face is all wet and wrong.
“This is different. It’s not like other times. Wille, I’m not– I’m not anywhere. You don’t understand. I can’t feel– I can’t see, I can’t–”
I choke up on it, the tears – that aren’t mine, – on the feeling of being lost, strayed away from her, like I’m a robot and my cords were all pulled out, and I’m turning off, but I feel so painfully, frustratingly human, too. I feel fragile, like a human, I feel in love, like a human, and for the first time I think, I’m scared, I think, I’m scared I’m going to die.
“Please, please, I want to feel you, mi amor, please,” I beg her, “break me, I’m losing you, break my ribs, I have to feel you.”
“I can’t do that,” Wille says, and her voice is sad, grey clouds, “I’m going to call the doctor, okay?”
“No, no, no, no,” I think I rip her skin somewhere as I dig my fingers into her arm because I distantly feel them get wet, “don’t go, don’t go, don’t you leave me.”
“I don’t know what to do,” maybe, she’s crying. I try to get myself to focus on her face to read it, but I can’t, as though she’s miles away, and nowhere at all.
“Break my ribs, please, break them,” I repeat mindlessly, “I can’t feel anything.”
“You want to feel something?” She tries to bargain, “that’s why you’re asking for that?”
“Wille,” I don’t manage to get anything else out before everything gets so distorted, and I get motion sick. Maybe, I throw up, too. I don’t see, or feel, or hear anything until there’s her cold hands on my body, big fingers pointed towards my throat.
I try to say something, but it’s so unsuccessful, I can’t even determine what it was. I don’t know if I’m making any sound at all.
She leans down and presses her lips against my skin.
“I love you,” she whispers, “I’m only doing this because I love you. Forgive me.”
She traces the bones of my ribs for a second, or a minute. Maybe, a year. I might’ve already died – I don’t know. Maybe, this is heaven.
Her fingers lean hard against my skin, and I feel – I feel, I feel, I feel, – there’s a light crack, and they go deeper, and she doesn’t pull away, as though she decided to take my heart out and restart it manually, or maybe, keep it in a box; I would let her.
“I’m sorry, Simme, I’m sorry, I love you,” she whispers quickly into my ears, “I’m sorry. I don’t want to hurt you.”
I don’t know what happens next. I pass out in her arms, my body messed up and bruised, I only get to think – I love you, I love you my saviour that came to ruin my life and break my ribs, I love you more than you think, – my skin begins to feel too hot, and my brain malfunctions, and I suddenly feel, I feel so much; the blood rushing to my broken bones, and her hands, the quintessence of her, I feel she’s finally back to me.
She’s the first thing I see when I wake up. She’s curled up with me in a narrow hospital bed, basking in the rays of sun. There’s some thick material wrapping the top part of my body.
I don’t remember anything.
“Mi amor,” I touch her back, and she awakens with a jerk, “what… happened?”
She looks at me, biting her lip, as though she considers something for a few seconds.
“You don’t remember anything?” I love the way her voice sounds when she wakes up, I lay my hand on her cheek to make sure she knows, “You had a heart attack. Are you… feeling feverish?”
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clatterbane · 2 years
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After Herr Silber met an untimely end recently, thanks to an extremely unwise attempt at nomming on a stray rubber glove? (Would have done much better to stick to that cat food. 😩)
Our new floor cleaning buddy finally arrived today!
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Herr Silber preferred to lurk against the wall under the kitchen table, but the new guy quite specifically wanted to stay out in the open. So, at least for the moment, they've set up camp out in the hallway. Right next to some floor crud, of course.
This one is completely app controlled (via WiFi), and of course was a bit of a PITA to get set up at the start. Still getting used to it, but they had a bit of a test run after a charging nap.
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So far it looks like this one should do a better job, if anything, even without trying the damp cleaning function yet. (Which is an extra good thing, considering the price difference!)
Bigger dust cup, and they can keep going much longer between naps. With the optical sensors and way better sense of direction, our new friend has also had a much easier time finding their way back home to sleep it off. Hasn't been needing anywhere near the level of drunksitting and ditect intervention so far, even though they're still getting used to the layout around here. Hopefully they'll remember it pretty well before long.
A relief to get some robo-help with the floors again around here, that's for sure! 😄 Still need to get to know this one better before deciding on a name.
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crossoverworldtree · 2 years
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The Outskirts of the Solar System
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Name: Mi-Go Motivation: Mine earth for natural resources, re-take control of the Universe Critter Type: Alien Attributes: Str 2, Dex 3, Con 3, Int 4, Per 4, Will 5 Ability Scores: Muscle 10, Combat 12, Brains 16 Life Points: 30 Drama Points: 0-4 Special Abilities: Contacts (Human Agents) 4, Reduced Damage (1/5 Bullet, Slash/Stab), Bio-Armor Suit (AV 20), Vacuum Seal, Flight (Advanced), Kardashev Type 2 (Low) Civilization Member Name - Score - Damage - Notes Nipper - 12 - 4 - Slash/Stab Electric Gun - 13 - 22 - Bash, Survival test at -2 or die, Consciousness Test -5, 20ft Range, tests cumulative Mist Projector - 13 - 14 - Fire (cold burn) per turn in a 10 foot area The Mi-Go are a race of interstellar organisms whose main base is held within another dimension.  They have ambitions to conquer this galactic crusher, but millions of years ago, they ran straight into the Dholes and got their ass kicked. Now, they hold onto their remnant colony in the Ort Cloud, building a super weapon akin to the legendary "Death Star" but worse--due to one very important difference. It is built using Old Ones harvested from Earth. It is not completed yet, but that is their primary motivator for coming to earth on a regular basis: Harvest the sleeping corpses of Old Ones.
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Name: Inhabitants of Lgyhx (Uranianian) Motivation: Logic, Pay homage to Lrogg the Bat God Critter Type: Alien Machine Attributes: Str 7, Dex 2, Con 5, Int 6, Per 2, Will 2 Ability Scores: Muscle 20, Combat 12, Brains 14 Life Points: 58 Drama Points: 0-5 Special Abilities: Armor Value 30, Robot, Vacuum Seal, Data Jack, Attractiveness -8 Name - Score - Damage - Notes Blade - 12 - 16 - Slash/Stab, AP 5 Whip - 12 - 14 + 5 per SL - Bash + Electric Uranus is a cold, desolate planet and its only known inhabitants are machines. These strange, cubic creatures worship the Nyarlathotep avatar Lrogg, the Bat Headed god. Despite this, they are not overtly hostile--they perform bizarre acts of self-mutilation instead to serve their deity. They are more curious and information-seeking than anything else. They once cohabitated with the Goa'uld, but the Goa'uld drove them off for their horrific religious practices to Azathoth. The planet itself is a ball of icy gas for the most part, with the Inhabitants living on an ice-rock surface under miles of clouds and winds.
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stevewatson133 · 1 year
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Mi Robot Vacuum Not Working - Fix This Issue Here!
In case you observe your Mi robot vacuum not working properly, you can reboot your device. If you still see the same issue, you can check for the latest firmware updates on your robot vacuum. Moreover, you need to make sure the battery is working fine. If the issue persists, kindly reset your device and reconfigure it using the Mi app.
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Los Mejores Robots Aspiradores para Mantener tu Hogar Impecable
Explora los Mejores robots aspirador en nuestra plataforma y elige el adecuado para ti. Nuestra lista presenta los robots aspirador más destacados, evaluados en función de su rendimiento, características y valor. Con nuestra guía, podrás tomar una decisión informada y disfrutar de un hogar impecable con facilidad.
En la era moderna, la tecnología ha avanzado a pasos agigantados, ofreciendo soluciones innovadoras para hacer nuestras vidas más fáciles y cómodas. Uno de los mejores ejemplos de esto son los robots aspiradores, dispositivos inteligentes diseñados para mantener nuestros hogares limpios con poco esfuerzo. Si estás buscando el compañero perfecto para mantener tu hogar impecable, estás en el lugar correcto. En esta guía, exploraremos algunos de los mejores robots aspiradores disponibles en el mercado.
Roomba i7+
El Roomba i7+ es uno de los robots aspiradores más avanzados disponibles en la actualidad. Equipado con tecnología de mapeo inteligente, este dispositivo puede navegar por tu hogar de manera eficiente, asegurándose de limpiar cada rincón y recoveco. Además, su estación de carga automática no solo recarga el robot, sino que también vacía automáticamente su depósito de suciedad, lo que significa que puedes olvidarte de vaciar el contenedor durante semanas. Con su potente succión y capacidad para adaptarse a diferentes tipos de suelos, el Roomba i7+ es una excelente opción para mantener tu hogar limpio sin esfuerzo.
Xiaomi Mi Robot Vacuum
Con una excelente relación calidad-precio, el Xiaomi Mi Robot Vacuum ofrece un rendimiento excepcional a un precio asequible. Equipado con un sistema de navegación láser de alta precisión, este robot aspirador puede mapear tu hogar con precisión milimétrica, asegurando una limpieza eficiente en cada pasada. Además, su potente succión y cepillos de alta eficiencia pueden eliminar fácilmente la suciedad y los pelos de mascotas de cualquier superficie. Con su aplicación móvil intuitiva, puedes controlar y programar fácilmente las actividades de limpieza, incluso cuando no estás en casa.
Ecovacs Deebot N79S
El Ecovacs Deebot N79S es otra excelente opción para aquellos que buscan un robot aspirador de calidad a un precio asequible. Con su diseño delgado y compacto, este dispositivo puede deslizarse fácilmente debajo de los muebles y llegar a áreas de difícil acceso. Equipado con múltiples modos de limpieza y tecnología de detección de obstáculos, el Deebot N79S puede adaptarse a cualquier entorno doméstico y garantizar una limpieza completa en todo momento. Además, su compatibilidad con asistentes de voz como Amazon Alexa y Google Assistant hace que sea aún más conveniente de usar.
Neato Botvac D7 Connected
Si buscas un robot aspirador con un rendimiento excepcional en la limpieza de alfombras, el Neato Botvac D7 Connected es la elección perfecta para ti. Equipado con un diseño en forma de D y un cepillo principal de espiral, este dispositivo puede proporcionar una succión potente y una limpieza profunda en todo tipo de suelos, incluidas las alfombras de pelo largo. Además, su sistema de navegación láser inteligente y su capacidad para delinear áreas específicas lo convierten en una opción ideal para hogares con múltiples habitaciones o espacios complicados.
En conclusión, los robots aspiradores han revolucionado la forma en que mantenemos nuestros hogares limpios y ordenados. Con su capacidad para automatizar tareas tediosas como aspirar y trapear, estos dispositivos nos permiten disfrutar de más tiempo libre mientras mantienen nuestro hogar impecable. Ya sea que estés buscando la última tecnología o una opción más asequible, hay un robot aspirador perfecto para ti en el mercado. Investiga, compara y elige el que mejor se adapte a tus necesidades y estilo de vida. Tu hogar te lo agradecerá.
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robotstoevsuger · 2 months
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For at bruge Mop Pad skal du først placere den på bunden af din Mi Robot Vacuum-Mop 2 Ultra. Sørg for, at den er ordentligt fastgjort.
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