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odinsblog · 4 months

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As cold weather sweeps across the U.S., some electric vehicle owners are learning a bitter truth: Low temperatures can stop the cars dead in their icy tracks.

The issue crystallized this week when some Tesla owners in Chicago discovered their EVs' batteries had died in sub-zero temperatures. Drivers also said some of Tesla charging stations weren't working, or if they did work that the stations were taking longer than usual to charge up their vehicles.

“I've been here for over five hours at this point, and I still have not gotten to charge my car,” Tesla driver Brandon Welbourne told CBS Chicago. “A charge that should take 45 minutes is taking two hours.”

What happens to electric vehicles in cold weather?

Here's what to know.

Electric vehicles are less efficient in cold weather, with Recurrent's research finding that below-freezing temperatures reduced driving range up to 30% on 18 popular EV models.

An EV with a 200 to 215 mile range may only go 150 to 175 miles in the cold, Recurrent's Case said, while noting even that reduced mileage is often sufficient for most drivers. “The average person with an EV drives 30 miles a day,” he said.

Still, a shorter range in cold weather could be an issue for some owners if their EV runs out of juice miles earlier than expected, potentially leaving to hunt for an available charger or, worse, stranded in dangerously frigid conditions.

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#tesla #elon musk #electric vehicles #yikes #as much as i hate those stupid soap bubble looking cars its not just tesla #yeah this might be a prob #lol i think i can wait a bit longer for my ev #i frequently drive to georgia and north carolina and nyc and dc #i couldnt imagine getting stranded on the side of the road in freezing temps #because my charge died about 30% sooner than i planned #and charging stations are so few and far between to begin with #im not knocking the technology but issa problem #❄️ 🚗 🥶

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windydrawallday · 7 months

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THRILL HUNTER

Another quick experiment to see my art in a different printed format! This time I designed the Cover, Back, Spine, Internal graphics, and even a tiny quote/lyric Booklet for a spare battered acrylic CD case I had lying around (that suits the character haha).

Another of my bazillion dreams from forever was to do Cover Art for Music Albums and I thought WHY NOT even if the playlist is hypothetical and I needed to glue the illustration for the actual CD because I'm still figuring out how to cut with the Cameo lmao

Was quite the experience, including the chaotic photo session using old dirty printed papers (still I need to install a good lightbox next time), and in general I'm happy with the results x)

PS I noticed LATEEE the typo on "Thrill" that's on the text in the Spine PLS kshfkjdshf anyways IT STAYS as a testament of my dumbness haha

And if you are asking: no, there's no content burned on the CD, which means it's... a virgin *Is bonked out of existence.*

I hope you don't think I'm a pest for this @jarofloosescrews mentioning you not only for the character but because I know you enjoy experimenting with a variety of formats too x)

#myart #transformers fanart #transformers animated #tfa lockdown #maccadam #cover art #music album cover art #playlist #mockup #cd case #im so sorry for my dumb sense of humor HAHAHA #but i had this one since the past week waiting to be finished #even if i find the booklet a bit so-so because i wanted to do those quotes like the title #i can say im satisfied and done with this x)#i love creating items for the characters i love AAA #ifellinrobothellagain #windydrawallday fanart

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pup-pee · 5 months

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I FINALLY DID IT

i figured out the problem(thnx etsy,,,) & finally opened my silly store!!!!

PREORDERING ENDS IN 1 WEEK (might extend 2 2 weeks depending on life things but 4 now its 1 week)

i also took some higher quality pictures of my keychains so u can see the colors better!!

PLS KEEP IN NOTE THE KEYCHAINS R PREORDERS (they r cheaper than what the regular pricing of my keychains would b, i swear this makes sense) theyre 3 inches(3.5 4 the timber 1) & double sided epoxy :3

IF U BUY ANY TYSM!!!!!! & IF UR JUST LOOKING @ THEM TYSM!!!!!!

im not in a great situation & planning 2 move out soon so any sort of like interaction would mean everything :'3 there would b more buttons but i dont have nearly enough ink 2 print out the shipping buttons so some of the money will also go towards that lol

ANWYAYS TY 4 READING LOL KAHSFK IDK COMPLETLY WHAT IM DOING IVE SOLD MERCH B4 BUT IVE NEVER RLLY PROMOTED MY STUFF/ADVERTISED IT SO SRRY IF I COME OFF AS AWKWARD

<3 im like semi scared 2 post this so excuse me while i run around in circles

buttons :>

im aware i drew my hcs pls dont yell @ me lol

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whollyjoly · 1 month

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for some reason i can't explain i know saint peter won't call my name

nothing that lives, lives forever - an immortal soldier!alton more au

(1.1k of snippets from my old guard(ish) au where alton more is old, too old, and has been living and fighting far longer than anyone should. full description/other thoughts at the bottom. tw: blood, violence, mentions of death)

Alton clicked the lighter closed, running a thumb over the silver case. The night was warm, sticky in a way that he never could get used to. He sucked in a breath from the cheap cigarette, letting his head fall back against the rough side of the barracks.

It was quiet. Typically, there would be no end to the commotion coming from the small building, one of many that littered Camp Toccoa. The wall of sound was ever-present, no matter if it was shouting or laughing or snoring. But whatever the cause, there was always noise.

No matter if it was a blanket of noise he knew well, unchanging except for the language and the scenery. Soldiers are soldiers, and some things are a constant. It could almost be comforting, if it didn’t also mean that the need for soldiers was a constant as well.

However, tonight was a Saturday, and it was one of the few weekends that Sobel had allowed Easy the use of their weekend passes. Almost every man in the company had jumped at the chance to get off base, to travel home if they could and spend time with loved ones. The ones with farther-flung hometowns had spirited off to Atlanta, happy to spend their time drinking and dancing and fucking instead of slogging through another run, three miles up, three miles down.

Normally, Alton would have joined them in their carousing - it was easier to pass the time with the effortless camaraderie built during a training camp than bored and alone.

But today had been a bad day. The sound of swords and the shift of sand beneath his feet followed him out of his nightmares, the humid summer of Georgia morphing itself into the baking, dry heat of the desert.

His shouts must have been real, because when a hand came to shake him out of his dream, the first face he saw was not that of a grouchy NCO, but of a blood-caked Saracen, eyes alight with righteous fury.

Alton didn’t think. He had grabbed the knife from under his pillow, an old thing that had been sharpened more times than he could begin to count, and was on the man in less than a breath, pressing the blade into the side of his neck. The familiar thrum of blood beat against his fingertips, the grit of sand scratched his gums. He knew what he had to do, had done it a thousand times, a thousand thousand times, what was a little more bloodshed spilled across his feet-

Alton had blinked, and came to himself in a rush.

Instead of an unnamed Saracen, the ashen face of Johnny Martin stared up at him, eyes wide behind the knife.

Alton drew back his hand, retreating almost as quick as he had lunged earlier. He mumbled a quick curse and apology as he stepped out of arm’s reach from the man. It wasn’t until Martin’s eyes widened even farther that Alton realized his tongue was slipping out Arabic of all things.

Usually, Alton was better about remembering himself, who he was almost as important as where he was. But for whatever reason, his demons had decided to catch up with him that night.

After a quick smile and some quip about the Krauts in his dreams, he managed to wave an only-slightly-mollified Martin off. The shorter man apparently hadn’t forgotten it though, if his watchful eyes during chow that morning were anything to go by.

Alton was just glad that no one else was awake to see it, at least. That was the last thing he needed.

And so, instead of joining in on a weekend of broads and booze, Alton found himself waving away the invitation by an eager Smokey and bemused Alley. When the horde made their way out of the barracks, fantasizing in bawdy terms about their planned misadventures, he felt like he could breathe easy.

Fucking finally.

Alton took another drag from the cigarette. He watched the smoke curl, up and up until it faded into nothing amongst the darkening sky.

The lighter was a welcome weight in his hand, grounding him to this time, this life.

The design was worn by now, details barely visible after a half century of worrying. It still managed to amaze him, sometimes, what people could do with the smallest of canvases. Alton didn’t feel the same wonder however, wasn’t as mesmerized by the beauty man could create as he once was.

But in the quiet moments, he could still appreciate the time some French craftsman took to transform a hunk of metal into a small token carried around by a dead man.

Luz had spied the lighter one weekend, and laughed at him for using something so old-fashioned. Alton just shrugged, not caring to admit that he was still getting used to having a light at his fingertips. It wasn’t all that long ago when he was still lighting a pipe with a flintlock pistol, and not so long before that when he would carry around a flint and steel.

Time was passing all the more quickly these days, technologies changing and advancing, and everyone was obsessed with needing things to be quicker, cheaper, simpler. Alton scoffed. He could hardly find it in him to care.

He glanced down at the lighter in his hand, shifting it back and forth in a practiced motion and watched as the light skittered across the sides.

It had shown flowers, once. A veritable garden of carnations, daffodils, and lilies of the valley, with leaves spilling across the front panel onto the back. They represent good fortune, he was told. Good fortune, luck, and hope.

When the merchant described it to him, eyes ablaze with a passion known only to those with wares to sell, Alton didn’t try to hide the snort that escaped his throat.

Fortune and Luck had abandoned him long ago, and hadn’t returned since waking up in a battlefield abandoned by all but the dead, sword in his chest and blood in his mouth.

And what the fuck was Alton supposed to do with hope?

It was the quote on the back that had caught his eye, all those years ago in a street market in Reims. The beveled edges had faded with time, the familiar letters Alton traced were more memory by now than any physical mark. Une vie honorable est une vie éternelle.

An honorable life is an eternal life.

Alton couldn’t help but stare at the message, both then and now. He hated that goddamn word. Immortal. Unending. Eternal.

They were such flowery words, used by people who craved what they couldn’t have, what they shouldn’t. The romanticized idea of the everlasting, the fountain of youth, the gift of life! Alton was sick of it.

This wasn’t life. He was a fucking dead man walking. And he sure as hell didn’t do anything honorable to deserve it.

months ago, while thinking about the absolute insanity of the almost...cavalier? attitude we see alton more have over the course of the series, an idea hit my brain: what if there was a reason nothing seemed to phase him - not panzers, not being a breath away from a car wreck, not bastogne, not speirs? what if this wasn't his first war? that thought spiraled me into a minor insanity that is this: my immortal soldier!alton more au, loosely inspired by the movie the old guard (2020). the idea is that, once upon a time, there was a soldier in a land many centuries ago. one day, he died in battle. and then, he woke up. and then he died. and then he woke up. over, and over. drawn to countless battles, conflicts, and wars, each one etching itself into the core of his soul. a never-ending cycle...until one sweltering summer, where he found himself at a training camp at the foot of a mountain. anyways. at some point, i plan on writing this as a full story, but that is admittedly a long ways away. however, in celebration of alton more's birthday today, i wanted to post my favorite scene that i've written for this au! it's set sometime at the beginning of the story, in the early days of camp toccoa. mostly, it's just a character study of this version of alton more. hope you enjoyed! and of course - happy birthday alton more!

(song insp.)

taglist: @sweetxvanixlla @coco-bean-1218 @bucky32557038ww2 @georgieluz @samwinchesterslostshoe @xxluckystrike @next-autopsy @ronald-speirs @land-sh @ronsparky @panzershrike-pretz @theredrenard @kyellin

#happy alton more day!#holy shit im actually posting this...i've been sitting on it for MONTHS #but YEAH its just...the gothic romanticism about the physical embodiment of war and soldiers and the concept of death you know??#what it means to feel and to live and to connect to those around you when it all feels so fleeting #fleeting not just due to the nature of war but also the nature of immortality #or something #...look i have a lot of thoughts about this story okay #it kills me #its also known in my brain as the “how immortal soldier!alton more made friends” story #because literally thats it thats the plot #OH WAIT did i forget to mention that speirs is also an immortal soldier in this story??#oh yeah thats the best fucking bit - they met like centuries and centuries ago on the wrong ends of one of the various punic wars #(where speirs was known back then as...wait for it...TERTIUS)#its good goddamn shit okay #also explains why alton is so fucking unflinching towards speirs at any given point and why they were so petty about the photo albums #ANYWAYS if anyone wants to hear more about this!! come stop on by!!!#also yes the title is a reference to the old guard #as is the reference to the siege of jerusalem which is where joe and nicky met #immortal soldier!alton more #alton more #easy company #band of brothers fic #mine #band of brothers #bofb #hbowar #em's moodboards #em writes #jesus christ i guess that's a tag now #alright here we go out into the void

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todayisafridaynight · 9 months

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metal_pipe_falling.mp4

under the cut is more doodles of arakawa in his coat(s) and sawashiro doodles cause Lol

#rgg #ryu ga gotoku #ryu ga gotoku 7 #yakuza like a dragon #yakuza series #yakuza 7 #masumi arakawa #jo sawashiro #snap sketches #ive been telling myself for months to make color palette refs for these knuckleheads #and while waiting for The Time I Should Leave For Class i started doodling the arakawa sheet #and then i finished that and was like 'oh hes a bit lonely now aint he' so i went and did sawashiro #great opportunity for me to fix some colors too... ill prob revisit this thing like 90 times just to update colors down the line #its what i do with my other chara ref sheets #the art old as hell on those but i keep the colors up to date.. lol #also can i legally bully myself on this post. speaking of colors. i really forgot jo's tie is more of a pink than a red. STUPID ASS #i love makin refs like these... makea me feel like im workin on a show or somethin.. teehee..#also Dress-Up-Doll kinda vibes... teehee 2x #i prob wont post any art that actually fts sawashiro's body moles but i mean. might as well share the refs #just so its not Arakawa And His Fifty Coats And Pinkyless Hand under the cut LOL #abt arakawas coats tho im debating on mixing in which ones i draw yk.. like the scarf look will be like. early 90's #then the coat we see him with in y7 is mid-90's onward. to be cute yk. we'll see how i feel down the line we know me im fickle lol #also yeah i purposefully left the tail of sawashiro's tattoo: its just supposed to be a ref of how his tattoo is positioned #and while adjusting the tattoo i remembered an ask someone sent me bout ichis tattoo... lol..#cant believe anon didnt have to send me that reddit link we coulda just waited until this summer to see ichi's '''''full tatt''''''' HELP #STILL NOT OVER IT ok im done here. bye #an aside though for some reason arakawa's jawline feels diff compared to his 20's onward #idk if its cause of the ref image i use's lighting that makes 20's arakawa's chin more squared compared to the rounder shape he gets #mysterious.... oh well was tryin not to think too hard bout it since these arent supposed to be super detailed #just colors and whatever

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glass-oranges · 4 months

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Girl is back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#havent fully finished an animation ij a lil bit but this one's simpler so :)#i wanted to give her a different profile picture on her th than just her ref sheet drawing #i love her she's silly :))#shes that one image like “look at my lawyer dawg im going to jail” but with her test subjects to me #if you've ever seen those pictures of animals with their ear up to the camera with the caption “so ive heard” thats what inspired this #i want to make an animation with her and vamp but i wanna wait until I have better editing software than just cap cut #portal 2 #portal oc #werewolf core (oc)#portal #if u see weird inconstancies no you don't

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fisheito · 5 months

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What is this weirdly feelyweely status exclusive to yakumo

#unless i missed something #it felt like everyone else had pretty rational text effects...like standard conditions in their status boxes....#was this the only status that explicitly mentions being all squishy to GENTLY convince someone #because right now it feels like #eiden in a sequential interview situation. he is alone in a board room with someone he needs to win over. he's prepared his thesis(?)#with edmond first #eiden brings out his master plan and says OK HERE'S MY PITCH. PLEASE GIVE ME JUST A LITTLE BIT OF TRUST ONCE YOU HEAR IT #we're going to do THIS at THAT PLACE at THIS TIME with the goal of THESE RESULTS. My capabilities include: THIS. ThaT. AND PERHAPS THOSE.#PREVIOUS EXPERIENCES indicate that method A and B will do well but in case that fails i have prepared options C D and F #eiden pointing out his massive presentation board with the spreadsheets and red strings #edmond deliberates very seriously before cautiously approving of eiden's plan #when edmond exits and oli takes his place. eiden starts the presentation anew #oli nods thoughtfully and encouragingly throughout... like yes! this sounds like a good plan! i trust you with this :) let's do it :)#then oli leaves and yakumo comes in to take his place #eiden doesn't even need the presentation materials.#he just sits across from him. gently places yakumo's hand on his chest over his heart. then stares soulfully at mr protoserpent #and says (please trust me? 🥺)#yakumo crumbles IMMEDIATELY #and when they emerge from the room into the hall where edmond and oli are waiting #eiden's like GREAT! EVERYONE'S ON BOARD! let's get this started n_n #and edmond's just like.... yakumo why did you come out so fast. eiden's presentation lasted at least 7 minutes #oli just smiles knowingly and thinks lmao eiden heckin got im #journey to a nu world #nu carnival yakumo

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hinderr · 21 days

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i hate star wars

#star wars is a toxic ex partner that i always end up going back to even though it hurts as a bitch so in order to cope im constantly #pretending that its actually better than it is #okay. wait. thats unfair. there are good bits. the original trilogy for example was really good. no notes 5 stars love luke skywalker #mando s1 and s2 literally changed my life so those were also good #but brother. brotherrr. brother. why is it like that. watching corporate greed and racism twisting the fucking life out of it i hate i hate #oh wait im hungry. hang on

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seiwas · 9 months

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conversations on love #3 (gojo x reader) lil snippet sneakpeak!

Print photos aren’t as important anymore when cloud storage spaces are just as–if not more–accessible, but Gojo is admittedly sentimental despite every front he puts up to hide it.

He’s kept every single gift you’ve given him and camouflaged it as decoration in his office, and the family drawing 10-year-old Tsumiki made is still folded between the pages of a self-help book Yaga gave him when he first decided to teach.

When every moment is experienced so vividly, seen through a muddle of infinite energies, there are those he wishes could stay still—ones that take up space to remind him: ‘this is real, it happened, and because of it your life is irrevocably changed’.

For the longest time, Gojo has kept a photo hidden, locked away in the drawer by his bedside as if keeping it there means the memory will stay guarded forever—untouched, unspoiled, unruined.

It becomes clearer to him then, by the look in your eyes and remembrance soft-spoken, that what good is a photo unseen?

What good is a love unwitnessed?

#my lil gift for those waiting patiently for col 3 !#i am sorry this will take a while ! but i am trying to write it with utmost care :')#<- this only means im being rlly choosy with everyth abt it HAHAH #this is also a mishmash of lines ! so there are stuff in between them that r in the full fic #but just didnt want to include here bc i didnt wanna spoil too much !#so if it sounds a bit disjointed ?? thats probs why #🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣#ok that is all now im SHY !#this fic will be dedicated to niku and dilly who are so supportive ! cheering me on !!#and to sera for slight teen-dad gojo and cruel summer influences :'----)#also there is a kind of jump from 'tell me about love' to col 3 #so gojo goes thru a bit of development HABSHF #so he can feel really different in this one compared to 'do you believe in love?' and 'tell me about love'#but that's d whole POINT ! i think #my intention for the entire conversations of love coll. is to see varying reflections/perspectives of love as gojo experiences it over time #im bLABBERING TOO MUCH !#shotorus.process #col tag #u can also try to guess what the photo is #but writing it broke my heart #HAHHAHAHAHAH

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