'Flying' along neurites (projections that connect neurons to others) using an AI-based self-steering system called RoboEM in 3D electron microscopy data derived from mouse and human brain samples can replace human annotation input in complex connectome analyses
Read the published research article here
Video adapted from work by Martin Schmidt and colleagues
Department of Connectomics, Max Planck Institute for Brain Research, Frankfurt, Germany
Video originally published with a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International (CC BY 4.0)
Published in Nature Methods, March 2024
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“I think, it’d be a lot easier to just douse me in sweat and call it a day.” He even assumes the position for it, arms wide, back straight ready to receive a punishment he knows won’t come. Imagine that, being literally drenched in gym sweat. He would be grateful that the idea wasn’t taken seriously if it weren’t for how miserable he was. Daewon didn’t workout. The everyday energy he expels just scrubbing through someone’s scalp is enough for his arms, that and sweeping the shop anyway. Gyms? He abhors them. The smell, the effort involved in just driving to one not to mention getting involved in any of the activities there. He’s not even sure how he managed to cross the threshold. Daewon didn’t go to gyms. Here’s another thing he didn’t do, make bargains. “Listen, hyung will owe you if you just make a detour and pretend we went to the gym okay? I’ll buy you food or something? I’ll tell the kids at the shop to stop calling you names.” He’s not on his knees but he’s close to it.
“We can even take those post-workout photos and show everyone!” He sucks at bargaining actually.
A FEW STARTERS - ICE BREAKERS status : accepting.→ @neurites
The thing about Seunghyun that not everybody knows is that he secretly has a hero complex. It is one of the so many reasons why he signed up as a firefighter. Something inside him always urges the man to help people, even those who don’t need it. It’s not something he’s proud of. As a matter of fact, he hates it, he doesn’t even want to admit it. Mostly because it’s the thing that gets him into troubles most of the time.
“Sort of.” he replies, not shifting his stern gaze off of the two men standing in front of him. “Apparently, these two morons over here think it’s alright to harass someone’s privacy. Even if the lady clearly said no– see, either they’re morons, or they’re just deaf.” he blatantly goes on without so much of a consideration, not even caring about the fact that the woman they picked on earlier has left the bar.
Seunghyun then turns toward the stranger beside him (who seems to be offering him help) and crosses his hands under his chest, looking assured. “Yea, I’m gonna go with morons.”
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this is awkward. awkward actually doesn’t come close to describing the situation. it’s a little ironic.
it’s awkward when the crash happens, it’s awkward when he takes the first force of the bike and it’s even more awkward when he gets shoved away, bruises and all.
not even five minutes after the end of his shift, after he’s left the building in favor of a softer, sweeter smelling abode the accident happens. he doesn’t actually leave the area and as his supervisor says as long as he’s within five miles of the entrance he’s still liable for anything that happens. it’s not that taeyang wouldn’t want to take responsibility it’s just he’s worked two doubles back to back and he’s been very careful in avoiding any incidents so he could scurry on out of there.
apparently the universe doesn’t share in this sentiment.
not even five minutes after the end of his shift and calamity erupts before him. the days preceding this one have been bathed in chaos. decorative holiday halls and christmas calamities are something the hospital knows too well. the days following christmas however are a little lighter, right up until new year’s where it’s thrown right back into the fray. eris must be smiling down at him, smiling and laughing as he glory reigns supreme. he can feel it tickling his bones, either that or his body giving out from the force of the impact. fatigue and his body have become close friends it seems.
that’s why it happens a little too fast for taeyang to grasp it. see when he steps out the entrance he relieves himself of fatigue with renewed longing for his bed. regulations be damned. when the accident does happen it takes him a little too long to process it all. he’s thankful for his muscle memory, he knows his body will always leap to someone’s aid whether he realizes it or not. he’s a martyr in the making, following in familial footsteps. it’s a curse of kindness. one day it would get him killed by apparently today is not the day.
his body rewinds, regulates and responds but his mind’s catching up. it’s never that easy to ground himself when he’s being dying to slip his consciousness through the ground. his body moves between the badly angled motorbike and that’s how he ends up between the bike and the male and the two of them up against the glass. the now cracked glass actually.
he sees blurs and he sees mixtures. it’s a formula for disaster, red and black and blue. raging red, blooming purple and blistering black. regardless of his position in the hospital he’s seen enough of this these past few days to tide him over for the months. he could paint a manifestation of chaos at this point. he wants to end the year in soft blurred colors but the year isn’t done with him.
all he wanted was some chicken. seriously. he could have waited to order when he got home, or even order in time for it to deliver as he’s leaving but he didn’t. now he’s got an overturned motorbike, a groaning delivery boy ( who really only has a few bruises of gravel on his palm ) and a rage-induced male fleeing the scene. purple, black, red and blue. taeyang’s got a few cuts here and there but it’s nothing compared to the male who’s doing his best to run off. he’s surprisingly spry for someone who’s just been ricocheted into a glass column by a motorbike.
fatigue be damned.
taeyang’s body betrays him again because even though getting up feels like hell he’s moving. even though he’d rather embrace a soft hospital cot or his bed he’s moving in the opposite direction. he’s moving despite the yells of his co-workers, now attending to the male and trying to attend to him. what are a few drops of blood to an entire palmful? what’s a couple scratches attended to a gash unattended. no he’s off and he’s hot on the boy’s trail.
“don’t worry about it, my butt.” taeyang thinks when he’s slipping between aware and unconscious that he can be a little humorous, a little fuzzy and really really raw.
“yah! you’re bleeding!” it’s obvious. it’s loud and full of desperation. maybe it’d work better if the streets were paved with citizens capable of stopping the boy but it’s a few days after christmas. people are sated with family and eggnog. so taeyang lets the haze fade and the red stick as an adrenaline pump and a reminder. five minutes off the clock and he’s chasing some kid down the road.
( kkt // 서방 ) 서방서방( kkt // 서방 ) why’d you leave so early( kkt // 서방 ) you should’ve woken me up ㅠ
Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.
( kkt // 서방 ) i don’t know if it’s okay to want you this way( kkt // 서방 ) i’m really( kkt // 서방 ) confused
Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.
( kkt // 서방 ) running to class will call later!!!!( kkt // 서방 ) yeah i’m running shut up
Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.
( kkt // 서방 ) don want thsi drink anymoer( kkt // 서방 ) can you come here adn kissme( kkt // 서방 ) wanna kiss my kookie kookkookok
Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text.
( kkt // 서방 ) check your snapchat( kkt // 서방 ) um( kkt // 서방 ) just make sure no one’s around
Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.
( kkt // 서방 ) i think i’ll be back late tonight, this report is fucking me over ( kkt // 서방 ) ㅠㅠ( kkt // 서방 ) i really miss you
Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.
( kkt // 서방 ) I DID IT HOE
Send “#” for a RANDOM text.
( kkt // 서방 ) i didn’t know how good i was at mario kart until i played solo( kkt // 서방 ) i didn’t even know this cool rainbow course existed??? i’m done with you( kkt // 서방 ) at least luigi never tries to trip me up like you do
Send “@” for a SCARED text.
( kkt // 서방 ) are you okay babe? where are you?( kkt // 서방 ) jesus christ jungkook( kkt // 서방 ) pick up your phone
Send “&” for a LOVING text.
( kkt // 서방 ) ew( kkt // 서방 ) you’re so cute ( kkt // 서방 ) kiss me
Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.
( kkt // 서방 ) so like, ( kkt // 서방 ) no to the blind date right
Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.
( kkt // 서방 ) 서방!!! I MADE EGGS!!!!( kkt // 서방 ) 우와우와 ♡ they look so cute when they’re not burnt ㅎ
Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.
( kkt // 서방 ) pregnancy scares are no joke, seohyun, i swear to god( kkt // 서방 ) oh shit kook, ignore that
Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
( kkt // 서방 ) sometimes i wonder if we’re wasting time( kkt // 서방 ) not being honest like this
“okay, you have to stop the q-tip when there’s resistance!”
“okay, you have to stop moving around so much,” jieun retorts, half-whine half-laughter when a poke to her side shatters her concentration. she shifts carefully, adjusting the angle of his head on her lap before lips purse again, then renders herself hopelessly clueless as she eyes the q-tip held in between her fingers.
“you’ve never done this before, have you?” it’s teasingly accusatory, the quirk in his lips when he turns his head to look up at her, and she has to fight off every inkling of an urge to smother him with a pillow right there and then.
“you’re the first, seobang-nim.” the smile she flashes down at him is deceivingly sweet, q-tip waved leisurely in the air. “be nice to me. i’m the one with the weapon.” jungkook grunts a response, falling still once more as he winds his arms around her waist. silence coats the room from wall to wall, occasional hum from jieun when he noses a little further into the fabric of her shirt. she’s being cautious (how painful could a cotton swab really be anyway?), teeth sinking into her lower lip as she maneuvers the q-tip into his ear; gentle, gentler until—
“ow, fuck—” jungkook flinches, hand rubbing violently at his ear the second jieun pulls away, q-tip quickly left abandoned on the arm of the sofa. “i’m done! i’m done.” it’s expected, the unmistakable way he sulks like a child as he rolls onto his back, no signs of alleviation even as her fingers reach down to pet his hair, murmuring an ‘i didn’t mean to!’ that sounds a little more teasing than genuine.
“aw c'mon, kookie,” she melts into laughter at his sour mood, leaning down in a close hover over his face, fingers stringing loose and gentle through his hair. “sorry, sorry, sorry,” comes her apology, mumbled in between messy kisses placed down the curve of his cheek. “i’ll practice for next time, okay?”
he sits up, pupils blown wide when he turns around to face her, legs crossed. “there’s gonna be a next time?” she grins, rueful as ever as she assumes the same position, using his forearms as leverage to pull herself closer.
“i only got one side this time.”“i’ll take the one-sided hearing.”
she throws a pillow at him, frowns when it misses by a mile and hits the floor with a pitiful thump. “shut up.”
jungkook laughs, alluring undertones of a reverberating tenor that pits an invisible weight on her heart, precipitous and uncalled for. it’s easy to overlook when they sit face to face like this, knees brushing, hands lifting occasionally to brush the hair out of each other’s faces. he relishes in the pleasant sensation of her fingertips and she in the tickle down her spine every time he stares at her for a little too long. when small talk dwindles down to a mere buzz of white noise, he brings his fingers to her own, still lost in soft strands, slowly interlacing them. she lowers her gaze to their entangled hands, irregular skip in her pulse, but makes no move to slip away.
he’s the first to break the silence.
“i have to get back to work.”“no, you don’t.” “babe, i can’t be late again—”
hands clutch defiantly at his shoulders, impish flicker of a smile before she’s pushing him down flat, forcibly crawling her way to arbitrary satisfaction. by the time jungkook’s world is done rotating a full 90 degrees, vision impaling the white ceiling of jieun’s apartment, she’s curled up into his chest, disputing voice muffled into the crook of his neck.
“nuhf, you duhnt.”
he sighs, once at the warm breath that fans over his collarbones; then again at the prospect of yet another late start to his shift. “you’re gonna get me fired,” he grumbles through his objection, a blatant contradiction to the way his arms wrap around her frame, tucking her snug under his chin.
“really?” she lifts her head at that, tentative shift upwards until she’s cupping his face, the pout pursing her lips purposefully exaggerated. “but seobang,” leans down, quiet susurration rippling the waning distance between them. she pauses when she renders them close enough to brush lips; but not quite.
“can you just be fired for one night?” inquisitive words graze over warm skin, playful nudge to his nose before she relents with a cheeky smile. he chuckles, implicated white flag when he threads his fingers through her hair, nudges her down closer still to capture her lips, only inciting the pressing need soliciting a steady burn through her veins. it’s slow and leisurely, fervid intentions always an underlying flame because this has never really been enough.
she thinks she could always want more, even as her heartbeat picks up in speed and his arms are a bruising embrace around her frame. it’s safe and familiar, passing off unsettling concerns as a banality. safezone means keeping him a little bit longer, even when the perplexity of it all catches her in an impossible tangle of unwarranted thoughts. safezone means losing herself here; giving into the unknown for just one more night. and then some.
