Prometheus Interface Design.
this made me stupidly happy.
The movings and shakings of Qazmit Sinclare
(independent sci-fi oc)
“I connected my laptop to the network and looked at the traffic and saw that one unit was sending packets continuously,” said Rojas. He realized that his light fixture had burned out, and was trying to tell the hub that it needed attention. To do so, it was sending continuous requests that had overloaded the network and caused it to freeze. “It was a classic denial of service attack,” says Rojas. The light was performing a DoS attack on the smart home to say, ‘Change me.’”
Kashmir Hill, reporting on Paul Rojas’ house in Berlin in This guy’s light bulb performed a DoS attack on his entire smart house for Fusion. (via blech)
That is just fucking fantastic. The future is going to feature shit breaking in so many more interesting ways, you guys.
(via tyrannosaurus-trainwreck)
background music from windows xp installation. few people actually heard it, because it was set to play before the audio drivers were configured.
filepath: C:\Windows\system32\oobe\images\title.wma
this is honestly a great song its a shame no one really heard it lol
who actually composed this tho genuinely curious here
Is? … is that the Oracle of Delphi, using an Apple ][?
@qazmitsinclare [ x ]
There is a slow smile. Satisfied in the jolt of fear garnered in her presence. With a lazy wave of her hand and the parts began a small ballet in the air above the table, landing in a rather neat layout.
“No harm done.” she replied. A note in her voice almost disappointed. As if looking forward to picking on them. “And I touched nothing.”
“No, but all these do only so much good when I’m focused,” he replied, gesturing to his array of eyes. “I saw someone in my periphery, and the last two times someone was they knocked that over.” He waved at the device as she had, though of course it did nothing. “And they weren’t able to do that, so to the floor it and several hours of work went.”
Anonymous asked:
stellevatum answered:
“Touch what?” She asked. Eyes narrowing slightly. Qaz should have known just who they were talking to.
Qaz blanched and dropped the micro-solderer in his hand before he slowly looked up.
“I’m so sorry.” He nodded to the half-dissembled device on the counter. “It’s gotten knocked around twice in the last six hours, and it’s been a slatteritch to fix before that—I’m so sorry.”
“When given the choice between what is right and what is easy, I hope you choose what is funny instead.”
-Hermes