AVOTIGERTOUCH2
AVOLITES
discontinued

Tiger Touch II

ORDER CODE: AVOTIGERTOUCH2

Now boasting a 100% brighter screen, increased processing power, and faster graphics engine, the Tiger Touch II is the most specified Titan console.
The Avolites Tiger Touch II represents the perfect combination of power and portability. This third-generation console is packed with enough power for complex shows, yet small and light enough to fly in standard hold luggage. The console features SMPTE timecode support and a redesigned button layout to match the entire Titan range.
In order to update the console to version 12 of the Titan, it will be necessary to purchase and install a USB dongle called AVOKEY.
Serial 02006 - 03065
You need to order:
- AVOKEYINT 
- 1x5 way to USB-A Cable (spare part code 8000-6102)
Once you've received your AVOKEYINT and 1x5 way to USB-A Cable, you will be required to connect the USB-A Cable to the motherboard. This cable will provide an additional USB port for the AvoKey.
Click here to view the installation guide: https://www.avolites.com/Portals/0/Downloads/Manuals/AvoKey/8000-6102 TT2-2-3K AVOKEY upgrade with 1808-0028.pdf
 
Serial 03066 - 4020

You need to order only AVOKEYINT
Once you've received your AVOKEYINT, you will be required to connect this directly to the available (Blue) USB port inside the console (on the motherboard).
Click here to view the installation guide: https://www.avolites.com/Portals/0/Downloads/Manuals/AvoKey/8000-6101 TT2 AVOKEY no cable.pdf
 
Serial 04021 - 05001
You need to order only AVOKEYINT
Once you've received your AVOKEYINT, you will be required to connect this directly to the available (Red) USB port inside the console (on the motherboard).
 
Serial 5001 and above include a factory fitted AvoKey.
Therefore, you do not need to purchase an AvoKey. hot7movies.ng - Ice-Age-Continental-Drift--2012...

Main features:

  • 10 pageable playbacks, 60 pages.
  • 10 static playbacks - perfect for instant access.
  • 100% brighter 15.6" screen.
  • Three metal shaft optical encoders offering luxurious precision.
  • MIDI support for MIDI Notes and MIDI Timecode.
  • Built in UPS.
  • 4 physical DMX outputs, up to 16 over ArtNet or sACN - 8192 channels.
  • Supports Titan Network Processors for DMX expansion up to 64 universes.
  • Trigger inputs.
  • Dual Ethernet port.
  • Expand your control surface through wings, DMX In or MIDI.
  • Dedicated cue stack control.
  • Support for external touch screen.
  • 10 programmable executor buttons.
  • Conveniently accessible front loading USB.
  • Dimensions (WxHxP): 675x435x147 mm (console only); 750x620x300 mm (console in flight case).
  • Weight: 15.2 kg (console only); 29.40 kg (console in flight case); 31.70 kg (console packed in flight case).

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AVOKEYINT
AVOKEYINT
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AvoKey internal (red)
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AVOTT2FC
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Avolites TigerTouch II Case

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The URL was a relic, a digital dinosaur itself. "hot7movies.ng - Ice-Age-Continental-Drift--2012..." he muttered, squinting at the pop-up laden keyboard. The "--2012" felt ancient. That was the year Davido dropped "Dami Duro." That was before Netflix. This was the internet’s fossil record.

He clicked the third link down. The one with the green "Play" button that was actually a decoy. After closing fourteen tabs of "You are the 1,000,000th visitor!" and one particularly aggressive advertisement for a miracle bleaching cream, the movie began.

The loading spinner spun on the cracked screen of the Tecno phone. Outside, the danfo buses honked in the relentless humidity of a Lagos evening. Inside the dimly lit parlor, Emeka adjusted the aluminum foil on his TV antenna. He had one goal: to watch Ice Age: Continental Drift on hot7movies.ng.

Emeka didn't care.

Halfway through the movie, the audio desynced. Sid the Sloth’s lisp came two seconds after his mouth moved. The soundtrack swelled—a cheap royalty-free orchestral hit—as the pirate ship of Captain Gutt (a menacing ape voiced by a guy who sounded suspiciously like Peter Dinklage with laryngitis) emerged from an iceberg.

As Scrat accidentally cracked the Earth’s crust, causing Pangaea to split, the video began to buffer. The image froze on Scrat’s panicked eyes. Then, the pixels broke apart. Europe drifted left. North America pixelated into a green square. Africa, however, remained solid. Of course it did.

He clicked "No." But he saved the link.

As the credits rolled (in Russian, for some reason), Emeka leaned back. The "Continental Drift" had been survived. Scrat had lost the acorn. And the website was still there, a digital cockroach surviving the apocalypse of streaming services.

This wasn't just a movie. It was a ritual. hot7movies.ng wasn't a website; it was a time machine. It was the sound of the hard drive whirring in the cyber café after school. It was the feeling of getting something for nothing in a city that charged you for everything.

Emeka smiled. The continents on his screen were refusing to split properly. The cracked ice looked like the cracked asphalt on Ikorodu Road. The "Continental Drift" was just Lagos traffic. Manny, Diego, and Sid were trying to navigate a moving island of ice, but to Emeka, it looked like they were just trying to cross the Third Mainland Bridge during a downpour.

Because next weekend, it was time for Ice Age: Collision Course (2016). And the internet, no matter how broken, never forgets.

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But tonight, the pixelation told a deeper story.

The URL was a relic, a digital dinosaur itself. "hot7movies.ng - Ice-Age-Continental-Drift--2012..." he muttered, squinting at the pop-up laden keyboard. The "--2012" felt ancient. That was the year Davido dropped "Dami Duro." That was before Netflix. This was the internet’s fossil record.

He clicked the third link down. The one with the green "Play" button that was actually a decoy. After closing fourteen tabs of "You are the 1,000,000th visitor!" and one particularly aggressive advertisement for a miracle bleaching cream, the movie began.

The loading spinner spun on the cracked screen of the Tecno phone. Outside, the danfo buses honked in the relentless humidity of a Lagos evening. Inside the dimly lit parlor, Emeka adjusted the aluminum foil on his TV antenna. He had one goal: to watch Ice Age: Continental Drift on hot7movies.ng.

Emeka didn't care.

Halfway through the movie, the audio desynced. Sid the Sloth’s lisp came two seconds after his mouth moved. The soundtrack swelled—a cheap royalty-free orchestral hit—as the pirate ship of Captain Gutt (a menacing ape voiced by a guy who sounded suspiciously like Peter Dinklage with laryngitis) emerged from an iceberg.

As Scrat accidentally cracked the Earth’s crust, causing Pangaea to split, the video began to buffer. The image froze on Scrat’s panicked eyes. Then, the pixels broke apart. Europe drifted left. North America pixelated into a green square. Africa, however, remained solid. Of course it did.

He clicked "No." But he saved the link.

As the credits rolled (in Russian, for some reason), Emeka leaned back. The "Continental Drift" had been survived. Scrat had lost the acorn. And the website was still there, a digital cockroach surviving the apocalypse of streaming services.

This wasn't just a movie. It was a ritual. hot7movies.ng wasn't a website; it was a time machine. It was the sound of the hard drive whirring in the cyber café after school. It was the feeling of getting something for nothing in a city that charged you for everything.

Emeka smiled. The continents on his screen were refusing to split properly. The cracked ice looked like the cracked asphalt on Ikorodu Road. The "Continental Drift" was just Lagos traffic. Manny, Diego, and Sid were trying to navigate a moving island of ice, but to Emeka, it looked like they were just trying to cross the Third Mainland Bridge during a downpour.

Because next weekend, it was time for Ice Age: Collision Course (2016). And the internet, no matter how broken, never forgets.


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