by Walkoff March 29, 2016
Get the rusty terminatormug. A "design" style by engineers who build interfaces that are characterized by functional minimalism, visual austerity, and an absence of emotional or sensory intelligence. They produce systems that are logically sound but clunky, and unmistakably lacking in experiential refinement.
The term plays on "terminal" in two senses: computational (evoking command-line terminals, where interaction is textual, flat, and unforgiving), and existential (suggesting a kind of design that is lifeless or hostile to organic experience).
The term plays on "terminal" in two senses: computational (evoking command-line terminals, where interaction is textual, flat, and unforgiving), and existential (suggesting a kind of design that is lifeless or hostile to organic experience).
by exploriter May 15, 2025
Get the Terminal Aestheticmug. This is when a pc or a laptop decides to hang at the most critical e-mail/operation that you have ever done in your entire life.
It is also when IT comes along and states the bloody obvious that you pc/laptop has just hung and needs to quit .It also results in the loss of the data that you were either doing or sending resulting in a huge amount of tourettes from yourself and 4 weeks work down the pan
It is also when IT comes along and states the bloody obvious that you pc/laptop has just hung and needs to quit .It also results in the loss of the data that you were either doing or sending resulting in a huge amount of tourettes from yourself and 4 weeks work down the pan
by mytts69 August 10, 2010
Get the terminal hour glass failuremug. I sit hear and sing ur mad songs,
And hear your rad gongs,
While I hold on my tongs,
I'm so sorry to see eyes fall through out hell,
You know who I am, and who I was,
They've mentioned me for pages,
Centuries past and u still don't repent,
All that money, does it ever taste a little sour,
I can't even mind your hate,
Knew this by now, how much I've ate, how much I've saved,
I will stand on every ground,
And absorb all my sin, I'll use it for fuel,
I wont burn, I just wanna see you fill that flue
Smoke may you call hell,
But satan you don't fucking share,
Your the best way to keep my forge up, you trafficing fuck
I rocked to those zeps, from lead snog, to the rows of skids, kissing metal, and slay'n my sabbath, turn'n every solo, AC power, and every coward,
I will find u when I die,
'Cause I am Warseakah, and I am the ram of iron
I ain't going to hell, and you not gonnah see u on mars,
I'll leave my bones on my cloud, every wave and sand,
And plant my soul in your gates,
When It detonates,
I'll cut down those stairs, And choose who gets some wings
If god don't wanna judge you now,
I will slay my way,
After all these tears and evil smiles,
I can't wait to hang that dragon on every tile, with my own smile,
If I won't recieve what is mine,
Just forget who I am,
I ain't gonnah mark ur soul, u did that ur selves, you may slay in ur federal mob, of some Pentagon cult, know
I am Warseakah, I'LL save my lands.
"Kinda like N.I.B" Inspired
And hear your rad gongs,
While I hold on my tongs,
I'm so sorry to see eyes fall through out hell,
You know who I am, and who I was,
They've mentioned me for pages,
Centuries past and u still don't repent,
All that money, does it ever taste a little sour,
I can't even mind your hate,
Knew this by now, how much I've ate, how much I've saved,
I will stand on every ground,
And absorb all my sin, I'll use it for fuel,
I wont burn, I just wanna see you fill that flue
Smoke may you call hell,
But satan you don't fucking share,
Your the best way to keep my forge up, you trafficing fuck
I rocked to those zeps, from lead snog, to the rows of skids, kissing metal, and slay'n my sabbath, turn'n every solo, AC power, and every coward,
I will find u when I die,
'Cause I am Warseakah, and I am the ram of iron
I ain't going to hell, and you not gonnah see u on mars,
I'll leave my bones on my cloud, every wave and sand,
And plant my soul in your gates,
When It detonates,
I'll cut down those stairs, And choose who gets some wings
If god don't wanna judge you now,
I will slay my way,
After all these tears and evil smiles,
I can't wait to hang that dragon on every tile, with my own smile,
If I won't recieve what is mine,
Just forget who I am,
I ain't gonnah mark ur soul, u did that ur selves, you may slay in ur federal mob, of some Pentagon cult, know
I am Warseakah, I'LL save my lands.
"Kinda like N.I.B" Inspired
by MineOwedWu's July 24, 2021
Get the White out Terminationmug. by Hotbabe40 April 9, 2020
Get the Terminal entrymug. by Terminally useless fuck September 19, 2013
Get the terminally useless fuckmug. by 🔥 October 11, 2021
Get the Terminationmug.