So this isn't exactly keyboard related, but I thought it was interesting.
I've been swapping out my DualShock 4 buttons tonight. My custom SharQ controller got a set of Coz Caps PS4 blanks (thanks /u/cozmosis!), so I stuck the SharQ buttons in my stock DualShock 4. While I was in there, I noticed that the thumbstick assemblies were sourced from Alps. Who knew?
Also, the stock DualShock 4 action buttons (Triangle, Square, Cross, Circle) are doubleshot ABS. It's pretty neat to see something like this outside the usual keyboard chatter. Just thought I'd share!
Here's a small album I took while tinkering. The Coz buttons are the orange ones in the white/green controller in the last image. Hopefully he'll have some more PS4 buttons available soon!
Time to dismantle a couple dozen DS4s to make a keyboard.
PC gaming has never been cheaper!
Alps never stopped making components. If you go on RS Electronics and search for Alps, you'll see a bunch of tactile switches (the kind you usually use on a PCB to reset/flash), potentiometers, etc.
I work in Reddit comments. - Very impressive comment work here.
I work in device repair. - Very impressive repair work here.
OP Here: This is just a re-post. I cannot take credit for the miracle-worker, nor would I want to blaspheme his miracle-workingness.
"Praise be to the miracle-worker of Imgur, who is called snip3r95."
Nah, start to finish on every boot.
[WP] You live in a world where your soulmate is unable to hurt you, intentionally or otherwise. You are fighting in a war, when one of the enemy's knives harmlessly glances off you.
Kindred souls were rarer than rubies in a pigsty, and just as shocking when you found them. I'd only met a dozen or so bonded pairs, marked by their inability to harm one another. Some strong pairs were also said to feel warmth and contentment when in close proximity to their other half. They came in all kinds: friends, lovers, blood-brothers, found family. Whatever you wanted to call them, they were the same thing. Soulmates.
So when the enemy's blade slid harmlessly across my cheek, no more painful than if he'd struck me with a piece of straw, I hesitated. So did he. I recovered first, my reluctance at the thought of attacking my soulmate drowned out by the sheer impossibility of it. He couldn't be. Fate couldn't be that cruel.
My blade bit into his throat, coming away red, and my relief made my knees go weak. It was a mistake. It had to be. He just hadn't struck hard enough. That was all.
The next enemy soldier caught me by surprise as I touched my cheek, too distracted and unaware of my surroundings. His mace struck me straight in the chest, caving my armor and sending me flying back. I hit the ground, expecting the agony of broken ribs.
But there was no pain.
I killed this soldier too. And the next. And the next. As one, their blows did not hurt me. I couldn't understand. How? Why?
I fought with all of my strength, but eventually our position was overrun. We were captured while I remained unscathed. The soldiers dragged us, bound and disarmed to their camp.
I still did not understand.
At least, not until we were lined up, and the general walked down the line to inspect us, his prisoners of war. As he passed me, our eyes met, his apathetic and mine terrified.
I felt it.
His step hitched, and I knew he felt it too.
Warmth blooming in my chest.
/sub/kathiana edit: Edited slightly for clarity.
This twist on the prompt is maybe the most deserving of a top comment spot I've read in this sub. It actually takes what's given and makes the story more than an extension of the prompt and it's well written (with some great show, don't tell).
I am glad I clicked on this prompt.
Holy crap. The implications of this on a larger scale could be interesting. Imagining a single person, like a commoner from another kingdom, being able to defeat an entire enemy kingdom because that king was in love with the commoner.
Edit: (Yes I know realistically capture would be incredibly likely, but overcoming those odds is how legends are made, after all)
Edit: was very tired when I posted this and my imagination got away from me, hense the "love" part, which was is not necessarily implied with the term "soul mate" by the OP. Thanks to u/ferofax for pointing that out.
"I'm sorry," Alexander said, as his spade bit into the earth. Tears crept down skin that had, until this day, been desert.
"Why are you doing this?" Katie asked, her wrists struggling against the rope bindings; they didn't hurt her, no matter how fiercely she fought them, and yet they were tight.
Alexander heaved another mound of dirt out of the slowly deepening hole. In the distance, a great vulture flew down from a tree and landed next to the body of Katie's brother. Its beak dipped into the open carcass.
"I couldn't kill you. I can't even harm you."
Alexander paused for a moment. "I-" he stuttered, "I can't kill you, but others can. They will. You are the King's daughter. You will be cut into pieces. And I will be killed for helping you." He thrust the spade back into the earth.
The vulture squawked; its beak was now a dripping crimson.
"You don't have to do this. We could run away, together," Katie begged.
"I'm sorry. But I will come back for you." Sweat mingled with tears, and the evening light danced on his cheeks. He picked Katie up, and carefully placed her into the pit.
"Please," she begged, terrified, as dirt fell onto her.
For a moment he paused. The spade trembled violently in his hands. He looked down into Katie's eyes: they were a damp, viridescent - like morning dew on a rose leaf. After a deep breath, he shook his head.
"Plea.." Her voice was muffled and faint, and soon Alexander heard nothing.
"I'll come back for you. I promise."
Moons passed. Years fell like raindrops and the black net seemed to last forever. It was a farmer, turning earth for his crops, that found the body. When it began to slowly move, writhing in its pit, he dropped his spade and fled.
Katie crawled out of the grave, shielding her face from the blazing sunlight. Her once green eyes were now that of the darkness she'd been prisoner to.
She'd never felt so thirsty - a dreadful, desperate burn that had been building for so long yearned within her. Her torn, rotten, clothes flapped in the wind. She had waited for him - she'd had no choice. Her body had not suffered in the grave, but her mind had been terribly changed.
"I will find you, Alexander," she whispered. The breeze took her words and spread them like seeds across the kingdom.
Far away from the excavated pit, a shiver ran down the new King's spine.
"Naftala, our love will always keep us together. After bomb go off, I meet you in next world"
"How will I know you Ahmed?"
"We will meet in the shadows of two turtles."
"Til then, my love!"
Meeting under turtles: "nnnnoooooo!!"
Dude on the right is definitely sucking dick
Them mutton chops.
You only see what you want to see
He got them from the alternate earth where they were on sale
He saw it in his Vibe when he was fighting with Killer Frost, then I guess he just went ahead and made it 🤷🏻♂️ It's his
Was Cisco's weird leather outfit ever explained? I swear he just showed up wearing it one episode and nobody questioned it. His powers don't require him to wear all leather.
I really want a qt to snuggle and play video games with. Why was I born like a complete fucking retard?
Why the fuck do I do the things I do?
Because the universe wants to know itself and it never anticipated video games
You'll find that chica someday man. I believe in you.
Thank you for this wholesome comment /u/free_dead_puppy.
Not a welcome one, that's for damn sure.
From my point of view Rogue One is a prequel!
This is borderline treason...
Unless you're the audience.
Uh... can I pay to do that stunt? It looks fun as fuck.
How does the studio feel when there is half a billon bucks dangling on a wire without a helmet?
considering how much these movies gross they probably feel pretty good.
Until you die... Then it's twice as fun.
Is the first guy wearing a mask? I can't tell what the brown piece next to his face is. It looks like a strap that runs around his head.
I think it's a mask. Just makes him unique, I guess.
The penis mightier than the sword.
Looks like a shy guy mask.
If I saw that sign, I'd be like "what went so wrong that no one can ever have sex here ever again?"
This sounds like the sort of thing you do when you're booking a hotel room for someone else and want to prank them on their honeymoon/anniversary/spring break.
edit:Thanks for quintupling my comment karma guys. Kinda shocking.
Poltercock. Haunted German Genitals. They go off before you do.
But not all guys care how you feel