1. tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

    I’m pretty sure it’s when I was in a daycare centre, and I was crying about not being able to play outside, cos I didn’t have my hat. I’d left it on the bus that morning I think… :(

     
  2. 01:02

    Notes: 39

    Tags: Death the Kidsoul eater

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    Death the Kid :D

    Death the Kid :D

     
  3. 22:18 14th May 2012

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    Reblogged from alittlebackward

    alittlebackward:

*starts making incoherent high pitched noises*ldaskjdlaksjdsdjlk;jaaiasuusirfusdomg

Ok this was just way too cute! :D

    alittlebackward:

    *starts making incoherent high pitched noises*
    ldaskjdlaksjdsdjlk;jaaiasuusirfusdomg

    Ok this was just way too cute! :D

    (Source: ForGIFs.com)

     
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    It’s Yuj!

    It’s Yuj!

     
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    Just thought I’d colour this in…

    Just thought I’d colour this in…

     
  6. 20:48

    Notes: 19661

    Reblogged from scarlatti

    chonklatime:

dytabytes:

maxistentialist:

Tweenbots by Kacie Kinzer:

Given their extreme vulnerability, the vastness of city space, the dangers posed by traffic, suspicion of terrorism, and the possibility that no one would be interested in helping a lost little robot, I initially conceived the Tweenbots as disposable creatures which were more likely to struggle and die in the city than to reach their destination. Because I built them with minimal technology, I had no way of tracking the Tweenbot’s progress, and so I set out on the first test with a video camera hidden in my purse. I placed the Tweenbot down on the sidewalk, and walked far enough away that I would not be observed as the Tweenbot––a smiling 10-inch tall cardboard missionary––bumped along towards his inevitable fate.
The results were unexpected. Over the course of the following months, throughout numerous missions, the Tweenbots were successful in rolling from their start point to their far-away destination assisted only by strangers. Every time the robot got caught under a park bench, ground futilely against a curb, or became trapped in a pothole, some passerby would always rescue it and send it toward its goal. Never once was a Tweenbot lost or damaged. Often, people would ignore the instructions to aim the Tweenbot in the “right” direction, if that direction meant sending the robot into a perilous situation. One man turned the robot back in the direction from which it had just come, saying out loud to the Tweenbot, “You can’t go that way, it’s toward the road.”
The Tweenbot’s unexpected presence in the city created an unfolding narrative that spoke not simply to the vastness of city space and to the journey of a human-assisted robot, but also to the power of a simple technological object to create a complex network powered by human intelligence and asynchronous interactions. But of more interest to me, was the fact that this ad-hoc crowdsourcing was driven primarily by human empathy for an anthropomorphized object. The journey the Tweenbots take each time they are released in the city becomes a story of people’s willingness to engage with a creature that mirrors human characteristics of vulnerability, of being lost, and of having intention without the means of achieving its goal alone. As each encounter with a helpful pedestrian takes the robot one step closer to attaining it’s destination, the significance of our random discoveries and individual actions accumulates into a story about a vast space made small by an even smaller robot.


This restores just a little bit of my faith in humanity c:

God, the video of this legitimately makes me cry.

I thought this was so adorable! :D

    chonklatime:

    dytabytes:

    maxistentialist:

    Tweenbots by Kacie Kinzer:

    Given their extreme vulnerability, the vastness of city space, the dangers posed by traffic, suspicion of terrorism, and the possibility that no one would be interested in helping a lost little robot, I initially conceived the Tweenbots as disposable creatures which were more likely to struggle and die in the city than to reach their destination. Because I built them with minimal technology, I had no way of tracking the Tweenbot’s progress, and so I set out on the first test with a video camera hidden in my purse. I placed the Tweenbot down on the sidewalk, and walked far enough away that I would not be observed as the Tweenbot––a smiling 10-inch tall cardboard missionary––bumped along towards his inevitable fate.

    The results were unexpected. Over the course of the following months, throughout numerous missions, the Tweenbots were successful in rolling from their start point to their far-away destination assisted only by strangers. Every time the robot got caught under a park bench, ground futilely against a curb, or became trapped in a pothole, some passerby would always rescue it and send it toward its goal. Never once was a Tweenbot lost or damaged. Often, people would ignore the instructions to aim the Tweenbot in the “right” direction, if that direction meant sending the robot into a perilous situation. One man turned the robot back in the direction from which it had just come, saying out loud to the Tweenbot, “You can’t go that way, it’s toward the road.”

    The Tweenbot’s unexpected presence in the city created an unfolding narrative that spoke not simply to the vastness of city space and to the journey of a human-assisted robot, but also to the power of a simple technological object to create a complex network powered by human intelligence and asynchronous interactions. But of more interest to me, was the fact that this ad-hoc crowdsourcing was driven primarily by human empathy for an anthropomorphized object. The journey the Tweenbots take each time they are released in the city becomes a story of people’s willingness to engage with a creature that mirrors human characteristics of vulnerability, of being lost, and of having intention without the means of achieving its goal alone. As each encounter with a helpful pedestrian takes the robot one step closer to attaining it’s destination, the significance of our random discoveries and individual actions accumulates into a story about a vast space made small by an even smaller robot.

    This restores just a little bit of my faith in humanity c:

    God, the video of this legitimately makes me cry.

    I thought this was so adorable! :D

     
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    I’m not procrastinating…

    I’m not procrastinating…

     
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  9. Smoke & Mirrors by RJD2.

     
  10. Hello

    Ok, so I’d post something all meaningful and all that, but there’s all of one person following me, so there wouldn’t be much point. Really I just thought the page looked so lonely without something written on it…