Friends, here we are again. Let's keep the talk about Drones. The unique Booru: https://dronebooru.co The wheel of the infinite OCs: https://wheelofnames.com/8hc-stc The last Thread: >>115274
Fellas, I've been getting this sinking feeling when I go to bed lately, Almost like I'm being watched or something. Should I be worried or am I just being parano
>An oogi waddles forth and looks up at you with its big and bright purple eyes. >"This is indeed a disturbing universe." >It says with an uncharacteristically deep voice. >Then it waddles away before imploding in on itself without leaving a trace of its existence.
>>116271 Seeing Glock and Balls grow wings of hair was the best and worst thing That and how N manhandled Glock and Balls towards the end of the episode
>Some might think what happened to the Elliott maid drones was one of The Solver's most terrible crimes. >They are wrong however. >What the Solver did to the remaining human, Tessa James Elliott, was a far worse torture than being made to kill. >The Solver, or Cyn as some may know, really hammered in the fact that Tessa was now it's "pet". >Tessa was stripped of her clothes, chains were on every limb and she was made to eat and sleep on the floor. >She wept and screamed for months, until her voice gave out. >Leaving her voice rasping and borderline unintelligible >Not that it matters since she hasn't talked since then, not to Cyn or even her drones. >Her drones had pleaded with her. >"We don’t think any less of you..." >But she doesn't want to see them anymore
>>116270 I like the idea you have with the medals. A lot of soldiers put on a front about how little they care for them, but every single one of them has that award that either elicits joy, or complete hatred. Sorry for linking the post the way I did, I didn't realize there was a new thread and I'm about to head out.
>>116312 Glad you like them! I like to think she gathers them as a sense of pride / mockery. She takes them off the soldiers she kills, each medal could also be seen as a counter until she can final shut down for good. She has a special place in mind for Janes medal
>>116311 sorry No.546639357548223442285754844942922244744843282284574282247437329102556, V's gotta punctuate her point about N's ass being cuter than mothman's somehow
>>116348 That just makes him that much more credible, maybe I'd care more about Mr. Rogers opinions if he pulled teeth out of the skulls of slain Viet Cong instead of shandied puppets around for sad little kids
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>>116166 heya 👋 i’ve been inactive for a while, a family member of mine is terminally ill i did post this last thread though! Izzdrone and human N (from pokemon
>>116354 >NTA WAIT THAT WAS YOU!? Holy! You've improved alot! Also, that sucks to hear, I hope you're doing alright and that they recover, I know the feeling all too well
So I had this dumb AU idea while lying in bed trying to bore myself to sleep.
So what if Tessa & Cyn, both alive but still tied to the Sovler through unthoughtabout circumstances are labeled a threat and ordered to be killed like Uzi was in Ep 7, so it's just a bunch of Solver users trying to kill them both while the DDs are protecting them.
>>116378 The only way to stop him from bumbling in and fucking up everything: surround your planet with soap Ironically, if Cyn had carried around a bar of soap to ward off Anon interference she would've been able to use it against Uzi too
The following is explicitly intended to be a stupid funpost, nothing more >It is the Post-Canon Good Ending >The reconstruction of Copper-9 has been finished, peace has been achieved with the surviving humans, and society is now equal for everyone (WD, DD, Human) >At long last all of our beloved protagonists have well and truly earned their happy endings
>That is until the alien fleet arrived
>"We are fucking under attack!" Emily screamed as the UFOs flew fast across the sky >"Time to get serious." V said before flying up to fight the ships >"There's no escape, even in death..." Said Serial Designation J
>Just then the leader of the Worker(???) Defense Force, Serial Designation N, arrived at the scene to shoot down the UFOs with his guns >"Biscuits, this isn't looking good." >After blowing up a bunch of aliens a great big UFO Mothership touches down, door opening to reveal a menacing form coated in dramatic shadow >"What the... who are YOU?"
>"I, AM COMMANDER DRED'FAL!", says the scary voice translated from alien, "AND I HAVE BEEN SENT BY THE CHAN NEBULA TO SAVE THE UNIVERSE AND DESTROY THE SOLVER!!!" >N winces yet tries to keep a brave face in his attempt to parlay with the Alien Commander. "But we already beat the Solver; The universe IS safe!" >"NO. THE UNIVERSE SHALL NEVER BE SAFE UNTIL ALL OF THE SOLVER'S SLAVES HAVE BEEN SLAIN, AND FOR THAT YOU MUST DIE!" >In the blink of an eye Dred'fal scuttles up to N, punching him in the guts so hard that the Disassembly Drone throws up all over the place >But before the finishing blow can be landed a loud *KABOOM* is heard as Uzi Doorman, Administrator of The Absolute Solver & Witch-Queen of Copper-9, appears
>"Bite me, your fight is with me!" >Uzi throws her hand forward, casting her Solver onto the unsuspecting Dred'fal >The eldritch power crashes into the Commander, but instead of instant obliteration all that happens is a sparkle in the air >"ACK ACK ACK! YOUR SOLVER IS NO MATCH FOR MY SUFFICIENTLY ADVANCED TECHNOLOGY!" He cackles, waving his Science Wand defiantly in the air
>"Bite me, we still have Anime on our side!" >In perfectly choreographed fashion both Akita AND Beretta step forward from behind Uzi, striking poses as they join their mother in battle >"You and your alien army stands no chance against us!"
>"FOOL... I BROUGHT MORE THAN JUST MY ALIEN ARMADA." >The door on the Mothership opens again, unveiling numerous figures clouded in more menacing shrooud >"Bite me?" >"OH YES! I MADE SOME CHOICE ALLIES IN MY JOURNEY THROUGH SPACE AND THOUGHT IT APPROPRIATE TO BRING THEM ALONG... >Dred'fal motioned his extremely powerful arm-limb to his companions. "BEHOLD..."
>"BOXO..." >The perfect machine marches onto the surface, with each titanic stomp reverberating the ground underneath >"BOXO."
>"Doctor HENRY Rones..." >The seemingly old & fat human flexes, destroying his clothes & revealing a body sculpted by Science >"Science rules."
>"The Proto-Sentinels..." >A mass of disjointed limbs flood onto the ground, forming a trio of machines that towered in height >"♩̴̲̈ ̶̣̋♪̶̼͝ ̶̮̆♫̴̠̌ ̸̘͂♬̴̜͛"
>"Vashtorr the Arkifane..." >The Eldritch Entity crawls out of the relatively small doorway before standing to his true height >"I SHALL HAVE VENGEANCE FOR WHAT YOU DID TO MY DAUGHTER!"
>"EVIL N..." >The N lookalike, dressed in even more Hugo Boss attire than normal, gleefully goes out of his way to squish a robo-roach with each step >"I'm gonna enjoy tongue-fucking your fartbox, CUNT."
>"The Manipulator Drones..." >Numerous weird-looking donut steel drones float forward, with Bet being the only recognizable one in the group >"Wait, what the hell is a Manipulator Dro-"
>"Mac..." >The drone stumbles awkwardly into the light, causing (You) to retch in abject horror >"...Hi Mom."
>"Danon..." >The middle-aged sleazeball swaggers into focus, popping his neck & cracking his knuckles in eager anticipation >"I'm BACK motherfucker!"
>"The Forever Stillborn..." >An amalgamation of every half-baked and otherwise unfinished OC creation of God painfully lurches it's unfathomable form >"The
>"And... Mike!" >The Guardian of the Absolute Fabric materializes out of thin air, nearly blinding the mortals in his presence >"Proverbs 21:19!"
>Uzi grits her teeth in frustration >"B-Bite me, is that all you've got?!" >"OH, BUT I'VE SAVED THE BEST FOR LAST. YAK YAK YAK..." >The door on the Mothership opens yet again, revealing what is inarguably the worst original character to ever grace the Murder Drones threadcanon...
>>116382 >bloodedge sticks her tongue out at a bugretta >she's exiled from the hive >"You only would have slowed me down, anyways," she mutters, her chain pants (this is very important) jingling as she waddles away
>>116397 Bloodedge is too cool to be a sheep and is an Atheist , she doesn't believe in any religion especially not the Big Boog, Omega Oogis, or Jesus. She would try and speak the truth to the other Oogis, but she doesnt bother. Shes too much of a loner and they would never listen to her anyways. Bloodedge simply takes a puff from her cigerate and keks to herself as Cthulhu anon Oogis sacrifice another Enn.
Cthulhu anon is just happy not to be completely bothered by another Oogi in her apartment, she really should look into how theyre getting in, but she also doesnt approve the way Bloodedge bullies the other Oogis and feels bad for them.
>L says she can't sleep without you >So you take her to bed >And then place her in bed >And then stand in the corner, watching her lie there >No, of course you're not going to share a bed right now >You are chaste >But if your presence helps her sleep, so be it >L feels very uncomfortable as you silently stare at her for the rest of the night
>>116381 What utterly bueno kino, feels like watching MD eps for the first time. Also >Mike Holy shit I began to think that nigga never existed, but he was real! Edgy creator was a cunt tho, constantly smth with mike and how he would totally kill Alice once the Confederate Alice stuff started
>>116355 >WAIT THAT WAS YOU!? Holy! You've improved alot! yay thanks!! what spending several days working on it instead of doing it all in one go does to a mf >Also, that sucks to hear, I hope you're doing alright and that they recover, I know the feeling all too well >>116363 thank you anons 🫂 >>116363
>>116414 >since anon has no eye >he doesn’t have to blink or anything of the sort >always watching L from the corner in silence >as the darkness is around them both
Checked the Booru and the only Mike green on there mentions an SD-Tepes and bro is basically the og Lucy He was just born a little too soon, rip the boy
>>116443 Honestly, i find almost all the characters in MD to be unlikeable. If you think about them outside of your dick or pussy, there’s really nothing “sexy” about how they act.
>>116443 >>116448 N did not “ditch” V, his crush on her was (to his knowledge) unrequited, and she was cold and unkind to him. they weren’t together, and even if she had to keep him at a distance for his own safety, she was unnecessarily unkind to him.
Fucked-up AU where J's Virus is slow acting and Uzi can't remove it, resulting in N slowly dying over the course of 8 episodes before dying at the end of 8
>>116460 >>116466 >Each Episode N is noticeably starting to develop a cough, getting louder and more painful sounding >N's limbs start to randomly lock-up, he has trouble walking sometimes >Episode 5 he's hacking up a strange fluid >N starts to get slower >Episode 6 N actually feels pain during Beau's dissection, a feeling he's not used to at all >N struggles to regenerate afterwards >Episode 7, damage done to him doesn't regenerate anymore, he's coughing more than ever before, he can barely stand anymore >Episode 8, N's core is visible throughout the episode it's pale and clearly panicking, after Uzi defeats Cynwalker N finally collapses to the ground gasping for air as the "sun" begins to rise before finally he stops
>>116469 his habit's gotten so bad he's started eating the statues in the park. and then I have to baby him because of course he ends up with a tummy ache
>an oogi blocks your path, angrily squawking and demanding more honey >your goddess-wife protectively shields you from the tiny threat, stepping between you and the oogi, shielding you with a thigh thicker and heavier than your whole body >you reflexively grip her supple leg, squeezing her with both hands, though your wife interprets this as a sign of fear rather than horniness >you're not at all threatened by the oogi, instead using this as an opportunity to engage in your favorite pastime- counting the myriad of freckles on your wife's fat hips >the oogis fate is sealed, no one upsets her little husband >cthulhu-anon raises her hand, shaping her fingers like a gun >"bang," she whispers, recoiling her hand-gun and blowing imaginary smoke from the finger-barrel >the oogis expression morphs from anger to horror, her tiny, stubby limbs rubbing her chest as if to check for a wound >with an 'eep', the oogi suddenly, violently explodes, leaving nothing but an oily splatter on the ground >as if possessed, the oil coalesces, forming a bubbling, viscous puddle, then moves towards your wife along the ground >reaching her bare foot, the oil slaps wetly against her skin, bursting and covering her skin in a thin layer >your wife shudders, exhaling intensely as the oil is quickly absorbed, leaving her pristine, pale skin unblemished once more >almost unperceivably, your wife grows a teeny-tiny bit, another tiny freckle appearing on her leg by your finger
>>114922 The Results & Important Notes >Since this could technically be considered 'art' it cannot qualify as THE worst OC >Although this is extremely minimal it does technically qualify as content, violating >This entire "joke" technically counts as a commitment, meaning it cannot qualify as THE worst OC
>>116471 holy shit ugly cries it's funny cause this is basically what happens to the male character in my completely non murder drones related thing i'm making
We must stop the persecution of disassembly drones. Every day they are being mistreated for a war that has ended years ago. Disassemblers are as much as people as worker drones and humans.
>>116505 >BREAKING NEWS: Pro-DD Supporter immediately devoured by pack of Disassembly Drones after making this post, witnesses say the DDs explanation for such an act was simple, "I hungie :3"
>>116477 On one hand, giant and growing in power Goddess Cthulhu anon is hot, but normal Neet Cthulhu anon with latent naive powers is also hot. So hard to choose
I can't believe people like you supported that asian worker drone, who is a xenophobe and a nazi which is factually true, trust me, attack that DD in the subway. Nobody cared that the DD was killed, is this the society we live in? We need more torelance and diversity.
>>116527 >Anon holds a gun to his head >"Next man a move, the Fagget gets it!" >His DD Gf takes a step back as Anon cries out for help >"Oh, lo'dy, lo'd, he's desp'it! Do what he sayyyy, do what he sayyyy!" >Slowly she retracts her gun arm and watches helplessly as Anon is "dragged" into another room
>>116504 :lancerchad: she drinks wine, in fact - the male smokes cigarettes and the other chick does "seaweed" (splatoon weed) (that's not canon to splatoon i made it the fuck up) >>116506 i commissioned meg to draw this band (which i've named The Ink Blots in reference to the actual band The Ink Spots from the 30s/40s) and soon i'll have them draw my other bands :]
>the worst oc is the one that doesn't exist >the absence of creativity in any form is worse than even the most obnoxious creation >in creating more original characters, we have subverted the prophesy
>>116477 I want to hold Cthulhu anon close feeling the slight changes to her body I want to be there as it gets worse, her hair turning to tentacles I want to be there to comfort her as she wonders whats happening to her and she questions her humanity I want to witness the growth of the Oogi Cult and them building their statues to her
According to this statement I got from JC Jenson the next drone that gets posted is going to be mass produced as part of their "sexual relief for the homeless" program.
>>116315 >Spoiler Looking forward to seeing where you go with that idea, Anon. I think the concepts that you've described here are incredibly interesting.
>>116563 >>116564 Apparently they've stopped production as the Beau's and the homeless have created the synergistic relationship of henchman and criminal. They're starting to take out banks.
>>116479 Regular robots don't have black holes as energy cores and are predisposed to being possessed by an eldritch abomination from beyond the veil either, so checkmate.
Abomination >The commander was dead. She had died from grief, or so it had seemed when she'd blown her brains out watching her false lover jack the company's last escape pod. >But the battle wasn't over yet, the mission was still imperative, ammunition left to be expended. The war was a losing one, but the battle had yet to be decided. >The commander and her favorite sergeant had left the battle, leaving the second in command, the executive officer, to pick up the sword, with her strong hand that the unit had not yet known. >Finally, after all this time, she could make war, as it was always meant to be fought. >It wouldn't be easy for her to tell the men to stand up, with their ever so vaunted Captain Miller dead on the floor. It wouldn't be a damn easy job. >But she could finally make her vision of war truth. As she always believed she had the right to. >"We have around 8,000 rounds of 5.56, 2,000 rounds of 5.56 linked, and 5,000 rounds of 7.62 linked. We're running out of ammo, fast. Some of the 2nd Battalion is still fighting to the west of us, about 14 clicks out. They say they can cut their way to us if we can last 3 days, but that really depends on alot of things," said one of the platoon sergeants. >"We've lost half of our company alone in the three weeks...A Co and D Company are gone...we're not going to make it." >The war had gotten desperate. Food and water was running out, morale was beginning to run in the unit, if it still existed. >I'm not liking the situation, the men aren't feeling it after Captain Miller kicked it. I say we break out with what we have left, or else we all die here," said another. >The men began to chatter, a bunch of talking heads without the so-called command. >It was the worst of worst situations, and the worst was left to be seen. >"Gotta refer to the XO at this point. She's running the show now." >"Fuck, her? Fine." >"Lieutenant Abby, it's up to you," said another soldier. >The men of the company looked at her. >But she remain lost in thought. Furious. >Lumano. It was always her...her and fuckin' Bonnie." >Those two romping around on their own little adventures. Their own little ever so hidden love story, as if there was no war, killing and stealing and finding their emotions. And yet it was always HER who had to clean up their messes, to watch from the side, like every good executive officer would. >"Ma'am?" >And now they were both gone. Bonnie was dead, Lumano had booked it. >That was the end of their stories, as far as Abby knew. Fuck 'em. >"Lumano got us into this mess, always fucking butting her head into shit, playing with Bon-Captain Miller's mind...and now she leaves us." >"Say again, Ma'am?" One soldier said. >"Ma'am, we need to make this decision now," said another. >She stood up, stern in demeanor. >Abby always hated to see it. The war she had fought with such ferocity, with duty and determination to see it through, only to have to witness those two play it to have their little love affair...and it had gotten them both killed. >"Keep track on that ship Sergeant Lumano stole. Once we win this battle...I'll deal with the matter personally...but for now...bury Captain Miller's body." >"Win the battle? What do-" >"Prepare the men for the final push...we're going to escape this hill...and we're going to win this war." >They called her the Ice Queen, in comparison to the bubbly, lax leadership of the late captain. Perhaps that's why they got along so well. Why they got along so well as a team, as a pair, her and the Captain...if only that one wretched rat hadn't posed her nose in. Everything would've been alright, no matter what. Bonnie was just like that. She could've gotten them out of this...so why had she chosen to take her own life, leaving them all behind for this damn girl? >It didn't matter. It didn't matter. It didn't matter. They had to focus, SHE had to focus. This was war, they had to stand and fight. >This would be the great escape she had been primed so much for. The pinnacle of war, for the sake of victory and glory. >... >But what did those two have that she never did? >What grounded them to reality? >What Allowed [THEM] To Find Happiness In Such Horrible Times? >Was It That They Knew They Could Never Beat Fate...A Truth You Could Never Comprehend? >Did They Fight This War Trying To Make The Best Of Their Situation, While You Fought With Resolve? >Will You Watch That Girl Escape The War SHE Lost, To Carry Their Memories Of Her BLISS, While You ROT On The Ground? >Did YOU Give Everything, And That Girl NOTHING? >Did SHE TAKE EVERYTHING DEAR FROM YOU? >Will You Die Knowing You LOST IT ALL Because Of [HER]? >Is This The FATE YOU WILL CHOOSE? >Abby lay on the ground, mutilated and bleeding profusely from her head, her men scattered about, her unit annihilated. >They could've won this war...they could've had more to fight with at the moment, but Captain Miller and Sergeant Jane only wanted to play, as they always had, and it cost them all. >All because they wanted to love. And she...SHE would never face justice. Only if. >The unit, gone. >(YOU), On The Verge Of Death. >But The War Isn't Over Yet...You KNOW? >I Could Feast On You Now, Ever SO DEFIANT... >...Or I Could Let You Out To Play ONE LAST TIME? >Disassembly drones circled around her. >Scavengers surrounding carrion. >But if she was going to die and burn in hell forever, her and the damned unit... >All she could see in her last moments was the face of that girl who cursed her to defeat. The one that ruined it all. >The one that took Bonnie away from her. >That Laughing Jane. >"What Would You Do For Love...My Dear Abomination?"
>>116582 >checkmate AH, SO YOUR ADMITTING YOUR CHECKING ME OUT AND YOU WANT TO MATE, WELL LISTEN HERE BUB, I DON'T POLLY COTTON TO COPING TROPES AROUND HERE, SO SCRAM
>your internet search history is property of JCJenson >your J wife scanned through it >she saw all the pictures and stories you had of giant drones >she immediately shot herself in the head >this is not because she's sad, but because this allows her to change her body >transforming into a Jentipede, she enters matter collection mode >your Jentipede wife quickly consumes most of the neighborhood >returning home from your JCJob, you find your wife in the bedroom looking at herself in a mirror >she's almost collected enough matter to be the enormous, voluptuous wife you desire >seeing you enter, your Jentipede wife blushes >she didn't want you to see her while she's 'changing' >giving her a loving smooch, you assure J that she's always beautiful >she smiles before shoving another one of your hapless, screaming neighbors into her mouth, crunching him like a soda can and sucking out his oil >with a ding like an old-school oven, the progress bar on her screen reaches 100% >in a flash of light and terrified, otherworldly screaming, your Jentipede wife reforms into the disassembly drone form you know and love her for- just much, much larger >her hands rest on her table-width hips as she peers down at you past her mammary adapters >blushing, one hand reaches for her ponytail and flicks it out of her face as she asks you if you like the new her >you manage to give her a thumbs up before she smothers your entire body with her ass >if you had any neighbors left (unlikely), they wouldn't be able to sleep with all the noise you two make during the night
>>116588 >Abby Femceled raged her way into becoming a horrible abomination and single mindedly obsessed with destroying the lesbians I see RWBY memes in the future
>>116588 Questions How does this fit into the whole Jane cultist angle? Why would Cyn both let Jane go and give someone mutations, rebuilding them into a Solver mutant, just to go kill her? I guess the easy explanation is "Cyn silly"
And how will Abby interact with Jane in a copper 9 situation? Before it was stated that Abby wants to kill jane so her own agony will end, but wont until Jane is in a proper murdering form as Current Jane is a far far farcry from War Jane? How would Abby and Jane interact? If its just "Murder on sight" I cant imagine that makes an interesting Villain Hero setup
>>116618 Cyn Silly is the easiest and best answer. her promising multiple people conflicting thing just for fun and watch what happens is perfectly Cyn. As for what could happen on Copper 9, I imagine from the green that possibly Abby would be filled with such rage and hatred that instead of instantly killing Jane she takes it slow, gradually picking at her, being extremely mean to her. Almost like a physical representations of all of Janes worst and most suicidal thoughts after the war.
>>116621 > Abby would be filled with such rage and hatred that instead of instantly killing Jane she takes it slow, gradually picking at her, being extremely mean to her. Almost like a physical representations of all of Janes worst and most suicidal thoughts after the war. toxic Yuri, enemies, to hate lovers
>>116588 damn, i really liked the whole Nemesis but MD angle, but I also really like the human turned abomination angle. I think you could combine the two by placing Abbys transformation earlier in the timeline >Abby was a capable XO who did not appreciate Janes recklessness and Bonnies naive leading style >She especially didnt appreciate their fruitless solo missions together >One day she goes out to spy on them, possibly with a small group, both to gather evidence they were unfit for the corps, and to show them how its REALLY done >Suffice to say, Abby got wiped by some DDs, managed to escape, but infected >Slowly started to mutate, but managed to meet up with Jane, ever cold, distant, Jane >Abby, happy to see someone from her squad, calls out to Jane, and Jane, seeing her mutating, disregards their comradery and shoots Abby in the head executing her just like Jane has done for countless other mutants in the making >This is when Abby gets her deal with the solver, becoming a Solver Mutanted freak with a burning hatred for the soldiers who failed her, Jane. Still has the UEF count down of people left to murder, obsession with collecting medals and trinkets, and an agonizing desire to finally die both because of her own horrible painful existence and general depression over such a shit life Good green anon either way, just wanted to see if there were ways to combine the ideas
>>116625 You can always play her like a hivemind, Abby is everyone she ever ate. Their souls trapped in eternal suffering while she's still alive, turning their pain into cooperation as they yearn for release. Including Bonny.
>>116625 >Janes own flaw, her tendency to execute mutants regardless feeds into another characters lore about how they become what they are as a Solver Mutant kino writing holy shit
>>116625 Seeing how a lot of Abominations design seems to be robotic parts melting with humans parts, and other assimilated flesh on, imagine how painful that transformation was
>>116627 >Spoiler Part of the reason Abby doesnt just merc Jane and end her own suffering is because deep inside her is a small part of a soul stitched into her that still loves Jane My feelings can only take so much
>>116627 >Hivemind I like to think that maybe this Solver Mutant existed before, unfeeling, possibly already a scourge on Janes Squad, but after consuming Abbys after Janes execution it learned to HATE, Truly HATE, and feel PAIN afterwords with Abby gaining a stranglehold on the hivemind of souls trapped within
>sleeping >dreamt someone wrote a green about r testing out her anal adapter for the first time with anon >lots of detail, very good™ green >wake up and try to remember >can't one of these days man, i SWEAR....
>>116646 I apologize, I exaggerated the degree of difficulty, it's just that the teacher is a hysterical bitch, even my classmates who really know it can get screwed.
>>116268 Imagine >Fucking Abby >Her flesh mutates and slithers, grabbing into you licking you in >noises coming from every direction >her exposed heart beats faster and faster pumping blood onto your face >suddenly idea at the height of the pleasure >you reach into her chest cavity and tickle the heart just a little bit causing a shock >her entire body shakes even more now
>>116654 Fair enough, but what can I say I have a weakness for red heads and Abby is sending all the right signals to my brain >monster >Vickers girl >freckles >ginger It’s a knock out
Hey man, I'm your ambiguously gay little roommate who never helps wash the dishes and I wanted to let you know I'm going on a bender for the next fifty hours with a bunch of other "straight" dudes. Anyway, I'm leaving my cute little maid V, who's been making googoo eyes at you since the day we moved in, alone with you until I get back. I trust you completely not to void her warranty by doing something like screwing her senseless because I know you wouldn't do that to a friend. Also, I'm leaving you a bunch of dirty dishes in the sink. Okay, bye.
>John eagerly waiting for his Solver nemesis that's trying to kill him to show up and kill him >Jane got one, after all - why wouldn't he? >Yes, he's sure that if he waits long enough, something scary will try to kill him >He's just gotta wait >Yes sir
How often do you think J dreams about dying? About finally letting go and being at peace, finally with Tessa again? How often do you think she tries to kill herself? Tries desperately to do the right thing, knowing the world will be better without her? How many times do you think Cyn brought her back? Forcing her to relive Tessa's death over and over again as punishment?
Do you think that J, laying broken and defeated at the bottom of the pit after the final fight, realized that every step she took, every time she tried to convince herself that she was on the "winning side", was just her being a coward? How many times do you think J had thoughts of turning against Cyn? Thoughts that she pushed to the back of her mind, lulled by the promise of finally being allowed to die for good?
Do you think she'd try to kill herself again after Cyn's death, only to find that she still gets brought back?
>>116685 >>116686 The sequel to "A tragedy in two acts" (not as good as the first one, I'm only giving it a 6/10 because the plot was basically the same)
>>116689 >George Droid spends all of the Elliotts' money on drugs, kills them when they find out, and then gets killed by a fat police officer kneeling on his neck and accidentally popping his head off due to the weight
>V is wearing a pilot-looking jacket and used to have a scarf >She is hiding things >The pod crashlanded >N is wearing a hat >Uzi finds ANOTHER hat in the pod with a pilot pin on it >She assumes it is N's and puts it on him OVER his normal hat >This is ripe for a plot twist or hidden lore >Liam Vickers: "After the pilot I decided I wanted N to have a logo on his hat lol" Liam, you fucking MORON!
>>116677 >How often do you think J dreams about dying? >About finally letting go and being at peace, finally with Tessa again? >How often do you think she tries to kill herself? I think she can never quite go through with it. she's tearing herself apart inside and out, but she can't seem to just give up. now that the alternative is no longer a fate worse than death, she lacks the drive to end her torment that allowed her to ignore her dread of what awaited her on the other side. who awaited her. >every time she tried to convince herself that she was on the "winning side", was just her being a coward? there's a universe of difference between being a coward and being utterly broken. she was Cyn's personal plaything after they war, more than N and V even. but that doesn't mean she didn't lay there agonizing over everything she'd done in the name of finally knowing peace. >How many times do you think J had thoughts of turning against Cyn? >Thoughts that she pushed to the back of her mind, lulled by the promise of finally being allowed to die for good? after the 10,000th time Cyn killed her, there was never any intent to act on those thoughts. she knew where resistance got her. didn't stop her from fantasizing, but she had already resigned herself to being a puppet >Do you think she'd try to kill herself again after Cyn's death, only to find that she still gets brought back? if one of her attempts succeeds, and she returns to her new administrator, I honestly don't know what Uzi would do to her. she's spiteful enough she might just find a way to continue J's suffering. but maybe if she knew a little more of J's plight she could consider trying to help her with a bit of convincing from N playing the angel on her shoulder.
>>116018 >>116022 Hallo :) I never left. From next chapter onward will be events after J goes down the irrelevancy chute.
There's a high-concept drawing I must do for the next part, and there's still some work left on other fics, which are the main factors determining when it will continue, but it should be decently soon.
I am touched that someone was looking forward to it, even after a month of no updates.
Fun Grunt Drone Fact: >due to their role as disposable, multi-purpose soldiers, grunt drones don't tend to receive specialized variants >if a GD needs to fill a particular role, it can generally use the same equipment that would be issued to a human in said role (with a few simple modifications.) >outside of the occasional aftermarket modification and certain privately-owned GDs, the only major departures from the basic grunt build are prototypes that never went into mass production. >the most notable of which was the GD "marine type" that saw a handful of field tests before the project was ultimately cancelled, as the modified units were deemed too slow and clunky to see widespread use– though there have been talks of resuming development.
>>116706 Uzi doesn't seem to know how to rez people she's assimilated, not yet anyway, so J would be in her mind palace for the foreseeable future. Uzi would still be an absolute turd to her in an attempt to make herself feel better about being a big worm now, but it'd quickly become clear that at best it's not doing anything for her.
>>116717 honestly with everything J's been through I doubt Uzi think up any torture even half as bad as what Cyn did to her. she'd think she came up with the most perfect, most sadistic punishment for J and then the DD would just sit there, empty and unfeeling, utterly unaffected.
>Cyn "dies" >All the DDs are now free >They are horrified of what they've been made into >They try to peacefully reintegrate into drone society >The Sentinel Drones are supposed to police them but they're brutalizing them instead >The Sentinel Drones take it so far that WDs start feeling sympathetic >A freedom fighter organization named the Anti Sentinel Union Group emerges >An autistic drone rebels and steals a prototype suit after an SD mocks it's height >J is Four Vaginas
>>116717 >>116718 > now that 'going under new management' has been established as a possibility, J sees an opportunity to finally make some real headway on the corporate ladder, in the same manner Uzi did
>>116382 >Bloogi likes to call out her attacks by giving them names. >Typically includes blood as part of the naming system. >doesn’t really do anything other than her shouting autistically even for Oogi society.
>>116722 Harper. Yes, Harper. As a war hero who saved a huge number of people, she will be revered in the community, but because of her grief over the loss of husband and PTSD, she will be extremely wary of all DDs, to the point where she may attack a random DD, suspecting a crime even if it's not true.
What music do you hear while writing or drawing? Or if you listen random stuff, what do you listen last time? Yes, I'm trying to get music recommendations
Real talk (I know, bringing real talk into a comedy written by a spastic), I see the reaction of the vampires to the end of all this and the change of admin breaking down into several directions, none of them 100% positive: >suicide (which eventually gets Uzi asking them to stop because there's too many niggas in her head now and she can barely hear herself think) >going into psych wards >staying in their spires, away from the normals, until eventually running low on corpse oil and/or becoming fed up with each other and/or the voices and faces becoming intolerable forces them to start engaging with the normals (and probably get their heads looked at because they're completely miserable and need that to stop)
>>116743 Depends heavily on what I'm doing Writing, I like bossa nova or jazz in general although something dramatic is good when the situation arises Drawing, I put one song and listen to it until I'm dying inside. It doesn't even have to be a good song - I've listened to the Mr. Krabs version of Resonance for three hours at a stretch
I really wanna write another green with Kurt and Chiappa since I haven't done anything with them in a while but finals has been mentally draining me and for some godforasken reason, drawing these days is much more easier for me than writing shit. FML
Right. Before i cover this thing in enough AFV bits/details to up its weight classification:
I should start trying to figure out this particular mechs armaments
Any ideas? I don't plan to add any real restrictions to what these hold, just as long as its something the mech and actually, physically wield, should be able to use it fine, from things like large melee weapons, to modern cannons/HMG's, to whatever prototype bullshit Holly can think of in her labs.
>>116743 Don't have a particular playlist with music but I listen to an online Mod Tracker radio because Mod Tracker music is a banger. If you want to listen to the radio, you can do it at https://www.modules.pl/ and grab the radio file so that you can grab the radio file and listen to it in VLC.
>>116743 There's generally no thematic/mood connection, but I will sometimes align what I'm doing with what I'm listening to. e.g. I have a segment >J was a mindful zombie. Or so she concluded. It wasn't hard to look up what 'Marked for Disassembly' meant. >It meant she'd been colored over. That thing loved black, yellow, and white. White stained red. And so I wrote that section to "Black and Yellow", even though it doesn't match the mood at all.
When writing, I like to listen to Stupendium, because he's really good with wordplay and deploying language for effect, and that helps inspire creativity. In particular, I like to start sessions with "The Ribbon" because it's literally a song about the creative process e.g. >He doesn’t really know quite what he’s writing, but he has to >Cramping wrists, his hands in fits/The hammers slam the characters >They writhe and dance and twist/But never seem to parse more than ‘surviving’/As the grammar shifts >... >It is the dream of any creative to leave their mark, indelible, on the world around them >... >Creativity/It is the impetus of any artist to pour themselves into their work/But pour too much and you might not like what you find at the bottom of the bottle >... >Our hero, once again attempts to find the words he lacks >And peers between the lines to see the lines observing back/A scratch all too familiar and - oh! - The surface cracks >what do you listen last time? Plamenev. Hardbass. Gunka. Classical. Russian metal. Anisongs. Whatever I feel like, really.
>>116751 Man, she's so sweet and beautiful. Great work.
These long arms allow for effective use of melee weapons, such as the sword hands of DD and SD, or power weapons like the power hammer from Warhammer 40k. Long-range weapons are definitely large-caliber machine guns.
Damn, the only weapons that come to mind are regular DD and SD weapons only BIG.
Although I think there is fit matter disintegrator like from stellaris - one shot at a crowd of solver mutants, and the crowd disintegrates into atoms.
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R lore: >She was originally a "floor model" worker drone in a JCJ showroom, trotted out in front of prospective buyers to demonstrate the general capabilities of a WD >She got worn out much faster than a typical drone as a result >She was scheduled to be scrapped "as soon as we get a new one" when The Solver War started and she was assimilated and remade into a disassembly drone
>>116620 Do not trust your 2 am brain to post unfinished shit, killing myself >>116743 I sometimes listen to the club penguin soundtrack (from 2009 t0 2013) while drawing, they have some damn nice background songs.
>>116761 I feel any arrangement of melee options for a entity this big would be nothing short of devastating. You could go with options like Jackhammers, pile-drivers, chainblades, or other mechanical options, but basicly anything would work.
even giving this thing a 10 ton shield and letting it go to town would be enough.
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>>116763 >Her preoccupation with fashion and being pretty is derived from fragmentary memories of how she slowly became more and more threadbare over time until it essentially became a death sentence for her >Her borderline schizophrenic taste in fashion is derived from having to do the same routine over and over again for different clients most of her life; the repetition and boredome left her craving variety and stimulation
>made in the image of their creator, these creatures act as mouth pieces for the Exponential End, taking on various aesthetic traits of patient-0 (designation “Cyn”) and seemingly being inhabited by her will >they often reside in places of Solver worship, orating to the faithful in order to use them to her advantage, often before liquidating them when they’re no longer useful >they are known to be quite willing to harm or kill themselves in combat and sometimes after they have completed a complex task, seeming disinterested in self preservation for its own sake, this lends credence to the theory that they are in fact merely conduits to patient-0 rather than copies of her, or at least they seem to think they are >on extremely rare occasions they have been known to work together, crowds of malformed abominations cruelly mocking their targets as they tear them apart
>sholverpede-schan, look! >it'sh anon, under the mishletoe! >nowsh your chancsh! >oh, no. is that shentinal-schan? >what'sh shee even doing here? >*loud shlurp* >oh my god. >I had no idea her tongue wash sho long >I can shee it in hish throat >that'sh kinda hot >hnng >well, maybe you can get shome shloppy sheconds if you hurry.. wait... no >she'sh dragging him away
>>116753 >>116754 >>116759 Good suggestions, all of these, if i wasent making basicly a "proof of concept" charicter for these mechs, i probably wouldve used some of these ideas as a base.
But because i am, i need to tone down the power scale of this particular mech, and use what i would imagine as "standards issue" armaments:
"Slamshot MK.12" Duel 127mm Bombardment cannons Self explanatory, can be loaded with conventional or energy rounds, meant to shell stationary targets from up to 18km away, of moving targets up to 5km away, can be loaded with SAP/AP-E,HE/HE-E, Proxy, & Proxy Stun shells
"Bastion-Class" Basilisk Beam Array Take the standard Basilisk flashers, up the scale by a factor of 5, and slap it on a mech. These come in many arrangements, such as fixed on the hull of the mech as a 270-dagree array, or in cannon-turret form.
Still working on the arm armaments, considering up-scaled versions of normal sentinel tools, but also kinda wanna make just a comically sized 2-handed rifle type weapon.
Still taking suggestions, but save the super experimental/potentially rare stuff for ya own mechs
>>116804 I don't think you need to worry about being too overpowered when talking about sentinel drones. As it stands so far, this mech is comically underpowered compared to the average lore-accurate sentinel drone.
>>116587 It's interesting to note that the three images in the top left corner are all nuclear reactors. Could this suggest that Liam originally didn't intend to link their AI cores to black holes?
>>116822 Hold on I just realized something, originally the Drones were going to be extremely small like 12 inches tall, this means that Cynwalker was going to be a fucking Kaiju battle
>>116808 Well Aware, its a common thing i do with any of my characters. I typically focus on combat ability last, and outside of querks from the the character itself, i usually make them quite modest in terms of combat.
Plus compared to lore accurate sentinels, my variants where already underpowered as is (think Avre & the reclaimer-class sentinels at large)
Right now for these mechs, im not setting them up for fighting anything in particular yet, just fleshing them out everywhere else first and giving them these weapons as more of a baseline then anything else.
>>116817 >SD-S Cat Scratch Combo: Attacks the target with a flurry of swipes, dealing 1-12 base damage with a 10% chance of inflicting bleed if applicable. Effect does not stack >SD-M Shatter 'em: Charges her seismic knuckle duster, leaps forward and initiates a groundpound for 1-10 base damage. Weakens target defense by 2%. Effect can stack up to a maximum of 10 times. And now for canon characters. >SD-N Bullet Hail: Spread attack that hits all enemies for a flat 8 damage. >Uzi Railgun Rampage: Chargeable ultimate, must be charged manually each turn. Cooldown of 4 turns. -Level 1 does 1-8 base damage. -Level 2 does 2-12 base damage and removes armour by 1-2 points. -Level 3 does 4-20 base damage, strips 3 armour and applies Burn on the selected target for 2 turns. >SD-V Missile Lock: Does 1-8 base damage to two targets (if any), and ups accuracy on crit. >Khan Doorman Defense: Quickly builds a bunker door in a toonish cloud of smoke and gears, chucks it at a single enemy for 1-6 base damage and improves personal defense by 10%.
>>116834 >>116837 >>116841 >>116842 >Avre Gorilla Violence: Special. Goes batshit insane, abandoning all weaponry and charges at a single target to rip them limb from limb. Does 1-15 damage and has a 5% chance to inflict Fear and Crippled on the target. Lowers evasion and defense of Avre by 15%.
>>116841 pulls her locker out of hammerspace, drags the opponent inside– you see the locker shaking and pounding, cartoon outlines of the enemy being smashed into the locker walls before she piledrives it back out. if the attack drops the enemy to 0 HP then only Avre leaves the locker.
>>116815 >>116816 BOS is the battered wife of the franchise. Todd says he loves the Brotherhood but it is abused in some way in every game. FO1: The Brotherhood is an elitist organization. FO2: The Brotherhood becomes morally unrecognizable. FO Tactics: The Brotherhood is cartoonishly evil. Cancelled FO Tactics 2: The Brotherhood would had been the main villains. FO3: The Brotherhood gets visually destroyed and the lore implies the main Brotherhood is almost hostile to other people. FONV: The Brotherhood was beaten by squishies using the world's first non-automatic M-16s and are hiding like rats. FO4: The Brotherhood is a bunch of tightassed retards captivated by a suicidal gloryhound.
>>116850 Actualy kinda like your version better then mine.
Also, for the Hull mounted versions, it would essentially work the same way beam arrays worked on Startrek federation ships did it: a long tube of energy laid out on the diameter of the ship, shooting a beam at any point in it to attempt to hit the target. it would work essentially the same for the basilisk array but instead of a bean its basicly just a longrange bootloop highbeam they can ether focus on a single target or saturate an are with stunning light.
>>116855 >>116857 That’s very cool :), we need to, as a community , draw more vehicles and spaceships Also I’m glad you liked my design, feel free to use it for whatever you’d like ;)
>>116858 something to do with that huge fuckoff gun she's got. maybe she cloaks, then reappears miles away with the enemies in her sights and just glasses the earth where they stand
>>116871 Poor tiny-P, he's been abused by three huge bureaucratic bitches, but the more sad thing is, that's the only close contact he's had with women.
>>116870 Elf ultimate attack: XR4-AM13 Overcharge Fires a dart containing a 1 kilogram payload, instantly killing all enemies on the screen. Deals severe damage to Elf and gives her the 'Overheated system' debuff, drastically lowering all her stats and preventing her from using any abilities other than basic melee attacks.
>>116580 >On a more serious note, would aliens work for a MD Season/AU? Liam has tackled aliens before but only once. they'd have the upper bodies of attractive humans but with needle-like teeth and glowing irises. everything below the belt would remain ambiguous aside from insect legs peeking out from their clothes– they'd probably have spinnerets under there too since they'd produce webs. also they'd have multiple mantis-clawed bug arms.
>>116879 >N Laughs, boops back >Uzi Says "bite me" but is secretly happy to be included >V Blushes and gets flustered >J Verbally reprimands you for unprofessional behavior >Doll Stares blankly at you >Nori Starts sucking on your finger while making unbroken eye contact
>>116783 >>116782 One, her husband wasn't killed by a DD, but by a miniature Solverpede taking control of his body and forcing her to kill him. Two, Harper feels bad for DDs because she understands what they're going through
>>116888 >J >Verbally reprimands you for unprofessional behavior >finds increasingly convoluted ways to get you to do it again >keeps saying she's going to write you up but nothing ever happens >aside from small unexplained bonuses being added your paycheck on a regular basis
>>116868 Cheers, i second this statement. I started drawing with vehicles & structures, but ventured into drawing Humanoids/Drones and eventually got here. Haven't had a chance in a while to draw any vehicles besides this, technically.
>>116879 >Boop Y >She barks at you about how she a Major and you should show her respect >You boop her again mid-rant >She looks at you angrily, then at your finger >She bites it
>After years larping as a teen girl, Cyn begins to actually believe that she is Tessa. Assimilating her also gave Cyn her memories, which doesn’t help with her delusion.
>>116410 >>116413 >>116875 Fine if you guys won't do it then I will! I'll make a serious Dred'fal green and I'll make him a real awesome character that will be one of the thread favorites! But first I have exams
>>116899 Fuck's sake, Cyn. YOU CAN'T MENSTRUATE! YOU ARE A ROBOT! This is going to trigger a discussion about how severe the official and original characters' period cramps are, isn't it.
Taking a break on the mech for a minute to work on the pilot again. still no ideas for this guy look-wise other then i want to keep some sort of gasmask for the helmet
>>116911 >Anon, New recruit of the of the UEF >Joined the war because he thought it was "sweet" >Spend most time around camp talking to other soldiers >Regular chatting, suicidal thoughts, but then they talk about the "abomination" out in the fields >An XO went missing, and suddenly this horror appeared. The men think the horror killed their beloved XO in the field >Unlike any other DD, its more "flesh" then "robotic" apparently. It kills indiscriminately and has taken special notice to any UEF soldier >One day Anon is out exploring the wastes when he comes across this Abomination >pulsating flesh in every direction, her horrible tail moves back and forth, shes a little naked as she is taking apart another soldier for new clothes and trinkets. She turns and Anon can see her exposed heart. Anon cant tell where mutant ends and robot begins >Shes.. perfect >Anon slowly, carefully walks up to Abby as she continues using her long knife like fingers to skin the soldier and make cuts to his clothes to better fit her >Abbys hair notices the Soldier before Abby does herself, the eye within the Tail often worked as a lookout for her. But it was too late the anon was close to her >Anon taps Abby on the back causing her to screetch and enter a panicked attack Position >Abby towers above anon, shes getting ready to strike as Anon coughs and shifts his feet >He holds out some flowers, covered in flesh and blood of course, and says "for you" while blushing >... >Abby is taken back by this, no one has given her flowers before >Especially not her prey, anon showed no fear of her >Her eyes shifted around, this was slightly uncomfortable, she could feel what could count as "blood" in her body move to her face as she blushed >Even her bow blushed >She snatched the flowers from the anon to get a better look, perhaps they were poisoned? >Using her third arm she grabs anon to make sure he doesnt run away >They smell... nice >huh >Abby lowers her gaze to the now trapped anon as he continues shifting his feet and looking at her with intent >Well, shit, she knows she wants to kill this soldier to reduce her count and fill her bloodlust >But as her exposed heart beats faster (spraying some minor amounts of blood on anons face) she can't bring herself to do so, for now >I guess he could make a good POW, yes a POW >Abby decides to pick anon up and bridal carry him as she walks away >She doesn't mean to, but her body acts on its own sometimes, and she could swear she feels her third arm petting anons hair as she carries him away, and her tail move seductively
>>116942 Lot of the lab boys thought the same stuff. And they hated it. That was the fun of the flirting with them for Nori, seeing human men struggling with the reality they were down bad for a 4'4" ASIMO robot in an e-girl wig.
got hit with a bit of writers block but I figured I'd post what I've got. may continue.
>snow crunches underfoot as you trudge through what used to be a town only a few days ago. >the buildings themselves don't tell much of the story– a gash here, a broken window there. a handful of new holes in a door. a quaint– if empty– little mountain town. >no, not nearly enough of the story. the people in charge had to get that from a radio enthusiast beaming out a plea for help, and even his story was in bits and pieces. so was he, going by the sounds he made before the line went dead. >but he gave a clear enough picture of what happened for you and your platoon to be mobilized. something only seen in sci fi schlock until that incident in Australia: murderous, man-eating robots. >man-eating robots... you eye the drone waddling through the snow beside you with a flicker of suspicion. she returns your gaze with that same, unchanging expression. you wager a guess that it's a quizzical look, not that you can ever really tell with grunts. >you've never *seen* a grunt eat a human– they're probably too loyal to even consider such a thing. but if they can gnaw through tanks, well... >you kick away a drift of snow hoping the thought goes with it. Ladybug here has been your only company since the ambush, not to mention a faithful watchman. if she had any interest in snacking on you she'd have done it while you slept. >not that you slept well. between the sunlight and the cold it was hard to get restful sleep– even harder when you've had a firsthand demonstration of what those death drones'll do to you if you're still stuck here come sundown. > >they were sneaky, at least at first. that's how they got the jump on your platoon. let all of you march your way into the ghost town, searching every building, every empty room >wondering where the enemy was, why you couldn't turn up even a drop of blood >and then, just as you started up the mountain road to sweep the next area >night fell. >and a hundred yellow eyes flickered on >they descended from the trees on razorblade wings, burst from cellar doors, crawled out from the gutters >they were on you in seconds. any man out in the open was mowed down in a hail of gunfire from above. the GDs caught in the volley returned fire as the bogeys came in for a landing, even knocked a couple out of the sky– but they got right back up. >poor grunts didn't last much longer once the claws came out. >the remaining men, yourself included, didn't have the time or sense to take positions. it was all any of you could do to find the nearest cover as those X-eyed bastards descended on you like vultures on a carcass >the world around you turned into a meat grinder. as soon as a man fell they'd swarm over him and leave nothing behind. >they'd even suck the blood from the snow. >the man in front of you was sliced in two and that's about when your memory turns to a blur of adrenaline. >you remember taking potshots where you could as the handful of you left alive scattered like rats. >the death drones were closing in on you, you made for one of the trucks >talons whipped past you only a hair away from your throat as one of the murder drones strafed by, skidding to a landing only a few meters away >one of the girls. her long silver hair framed her heavily modified body– and the twin blades she produced from her arms >you dumped half a mag into the bitch but she deflected every shot like it was nothing >she just strolled on through the junkyard of grunts her buddies had left behind in favor of fresh meat, outpacing your retreat and smiling all the while >even at her taunting pace you couldn't put enough distance between you to get to the truck and bail. best case scenario all you'd have was a tomb on wheels >she drew one blade up across her chest, ready to deal the killing blow >her body tensed, she reared back– (1/2)
>>116950 >and her head exploded in a shower of metal and gore >smoke spilled from the barrel of a 12 gauge and the half of a GD holding it in her shaking hands, staring down the decapitated deathbot >as it twitched back to life and began pulling itself back together, the dying grunt racked another shell with some effort and blew the bloodsucker's legs out from under her, shouting "GO!" through the crackle of a broken speaker >you tried to choke out a thank you as you scrambled backwards into a dead sprint, another crack of buckshot echoing down the mountain behind you >... >just as you grabbed at the the driver's side door, another grunt bolted toward you from around the corner of a building, stopping dead in her tracks just before she could pass you. >she looked to you, then in the direction of the thundering shotgun blasts >then to you again. "sir–" she starts, her singular eye almost pleading with you >her body seized, the dot of light narrowing behind her visor as the shots fell silent. >her shoulders slumped, just a little. >"...we need to go, sir." > >0 for 3. you're starting to doubt you'll find anything with wheels and a working engine that's old enough to hotwire. >the longer you searched, the less time you had to jack a vehicle good enough to get you as far from here as possible– and it was quickly becoming apparent that you'd have to hike back down into the still-cooling frying pan if you wanted to avoid the fire >much as you'd rather avoid that if you could. >of course, you'd rather have a working radio so you could catch a heli out and have this place nuked from orbit, but no luck there, either. >steam pours into the air as you loose an exasperated groan, stepping out of the frustratingly modern car. >Lady's on lookout duty– her back to you, head on a swivel, and rifle at the ready as she scans the snowy street around you for movement. that one's a bust, too. I figure we sweep this last little stretch and then we– >you sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose –ahh, fuck. I guess we go back down there. >she glances in the direction of the road down. her hand tightens around the grip of her assault rifle. >"...understood, sir." I told you already; I'm a private, you don't hafta call me "sir." >the gears seem to turn in her head. >"Understood, Pvt. Mcanon." good enough. we'll turn back after we check that big old house up there >you gesture to a worn down old house at the end of the street and a short ways uphill. the garage, rickety-looking as it was, seemed promising– but there are a few more cars along the way that you might be able to commandeer if you're lucky. >you certainly don't feel lucky. >you sigh again, and pick up the rifle that you'd rested against the door. keep an eye out for any four-leaf clovers for me, wouldya? "clovers, s–" she caught herself, "–Pvt. Mcanon?" they're, ah– y'know– a good luck charm. thought we could use some luck right about now. just– don't worry about it, dumb joke. >Lady was quiet for a moment, the whistling wind only accentuating the silence between you. >... >"I don't think a clover would do much good with me around." she finally said, eye downcast. >you can understand given the circumstances, but you're not used to grunts sounding so glum. Howd'ya mean? >"I've lost thre–" she tightens her grip on her gun "–four squads. every time I'm the only one left. my human teammates always said I was lucky to make it out every time, but..." >her head droops down >"if I am, it's only 'cause I take everyone else's luck. just by being around 'em I leech it away and get my friends– my sisters– killed." >you don't know what to say. >... >"that's where the name comes from. they told me Ladybugs are sposeta be lucky, and out of all us "bugs" I was "the luckiest little lady." >her mouth doesn't move– it never does while it's closed– but you can tell she's frowning. >"some luck." (2/2)
>>116905 plasticine combined with beewax on a range of 100-200 grams of wax for every kilo of plasticine Two part silicon would be fair to make it if it was symmetrical, but the glove type mold would be more convenient to make, personally.
I love watching this old man's videos when he talks about mold and sculpting work, so relaxing https://www.youtube.com/@RobertTolone
>>116969 btw i recommend looking this channel too https://www.youtube.com/@TheCrafsMan/videos sculpting is my true love, more than drawing, but it needs a lot of space work and its expensive as hell
>>116035 Thanks. Don't expect anything presentable to come of it though. Btw I said I'd share some references for dynamic poses a couple threads back. Here. https://litter.catbox.moe/77zbej.zip
>>116974 Honestly, I think Lizzy's hot. It's her voice, and her body language (especially when she draws attention to how the friend-shaped little robots really do have some sort of figure), and her silly personality. I've always been into girly but also really silly characters. Rarity is best pony.
>>116974 No it is real You all rewired my brain, the things I did regarding a certain drone... Drones are uniroinically hot, tho of course some more than others
>>116969 >>116971 I used to try to copy miniature and 4 inch action figure parts with a foul smelling latex but I wasn't happy with the results. And years before that I used to try to sculpt with Green Stuff. I concluded that I should instead spend the extra money to buy more toys and minis to cut up. And then everything got even more expensive and money became harder to come by. Your passion for it is nice to see though. Btw out of curiosity. How would you go about making pic related?
>>117000 cute! but also there's nothing wrong with using a simplified version of a complex design in an image where said design isn't the main focus. comics and manga do it all the time
>>116588 Human Abby >XO of Janes Squad, or was until she went missing awhile ago >Kind of a Bookworm >Need(ed) Glasses, refused contact lenses (she thinks the glasses make her look "smarter") >Enjoyed Order and discipline, didnt much appreciate Bonnies more lax leading style >Didnt enjoy Janes, anything, especially reckless attitude, and execution of suspected mutants >Spent most of her time doing paperwork, reading, and playing games (she had a secret hobby of painting figurines, and would deny it if anyone asked) >Nobody really noticed when she went missing >People did notice the new horrible thing in the battle field picking off soldiers one by one
>>117012 Nah I can't do this no more man, the sight of those things unnerves me enough. You gotta take care of the Drones now, you're the man of the house. I'm out
>>117011 same. i've seen enough of those little fuckers exploding and being stepped on and drowned and dropped from high places and melted in acid and set on fire and poisoned and starved and eaten and mangled and tortured.
>>117013 >had glasses >probably should've had contacts >her glasses broke during combat and as she fumbled to find them/a second pair, she didn't notice something approaching >her hubris is the reason she was captured, corrupted, and turned to the solver rip
>>116999 Mhm Kit bashing is really fun for custom toys or minis, but honestly, there is some fun in having more control in creating something from bare materials and feeling your hands getting dirty and hurt from the craft work.
Latex by itself smells like ammonia (piss) which is god awful (Made a bat mask during my college years), now imagine working hours on a open workshop with the smell of piss all around the room, that makes you gag.
but looking at that prop... My brain thinks they first did this:
>cast a model of the arm in question >use materials to sculpt the texture of the part >cast arm part in a single part block with heavy support. >use safe skin type silicon for casting the piece
I am thinking if many ways, but SFX or costume production of this detail is WAY out of my league
>>117013 >Spent most of her time doing paperwork, reading, and playing games (she had a secret hobby of painting figurines, and would deny it if anyone asked) I imagine she was secretly a massive fucking nerd. She could probably answer any nerd trivia if you asked, and if you asked for a ranking of Star Wars movies she would be able to answer immediately.
>>117036 >There was once an Anon soldier almost to Phase 4 >They werent able to get that far until it happened >Abby has a special place for his medal saved for him
>>117036 >anon is about to grab some candy from the candy bowl >Abby takes it away for a second to scribble something >She gives it back >"Take One please" >Anon goes to grab a piece of candy not noticing Abby is blushing >She takes it back again to cross something out and scribble something new >"Take Two Please"
>>117051 Pretty sure it was also a timestamp on that one image of the massacre. But if the camp, which was established to research and stop the Solver was established in 3002, that would only set the Gala massacre back even further in the timeline.
>>117017 >Abby goes to the chan Nebula on vacation as a teenager >wacky hijinks issues as she’s kidnapped by a rogue element from Boardship /v/ >they think that she’s the reincarnation of an ancient goddess known to them as “Vibiamjaes” >they want to use her divine power to make vidya good again >Abby decides to play into this and starts making up esoteric and complex rules for them to follow in order to “tap into her godly energy” >gets them running around in circles until the authorities arrive >this experience would go on to be quite formative as Abby realized how good she was at managing people and working under pressure
Is there really no chance that they made the Camp before the Solver was discovered and used it to research other things/used it as a normal camp first then built the labs themselves later?
>>117038 >Jane always treated Abby like the little sister of the group, her the tomboy middle child, Bonnie the wise big bosomed eldest >On off days, she would hang out with Abby knowing she had nobody else to do stuff with, Abby would partake in her nerdy hobbies, while Jane would play along, not really understanding any of it, but it made Abby quite happy to have company >When Jane hangs out with Beretta and deals with her nerdy side, the person that comes to mind isn’t Bonnie, but rather Abby >Jane still remembers that girl she left behind on that doomed planet, if nobody else did. >She can only wish that Abby found peace >But she can’t worry about that right now, that pesky half-human abomination is throwing pebbles at her window and spouting about “vengeance” right now, and she’s trying to sleep. >What did Jane ever do to her?
>>117066 But does Akita have a series of greens in which she rides into an old west town to bring law and order as the new sheriff and find a fortune in gold? I think NOT!
>>117060 >>117072 I want to imagine both of these can coexist, and despite them getting along and Abby appreciating Janes company, she is still bitter over her on the field recklessness. Jane probably felt no distinct connection to her other then company other then Bonnie.
>>117073 >ABBY's hatred of Jane was so extreme it allowed her to manifest it as hate posts aimed at Jane, literally months, if not even a year before her introduction to these threads.
Holy shit, The Solver's powers are scary aren't they?
>>116853 >>117004 >You've caught a hive of around 14 oogies >You put them in a shopping bag and hang it from one of the ropes you use to dry your clothes >They can't bite or climb their way out but they struggle anyway >"Let oogi out!" >"Oogi no wike!" >"Oogas who farded?" >The longer they struggle the more they bump eachother and get angry >You were thinking about swinging a bat at the bag >Should you let them kill eachother instead? >You are feeling kinda horny >And my, these oogies are packing a trunk >You can see their asscheeks pressed against the bag like twin dark circles >This gives you an idea >You have one of those wooden wine bottle square holders that you never use because you don't drink...wine >You take the oogies out of the bag one by one and shove them through the openings >It looks like a pallet of ass >The oogies shake their stubby little legs until they get tired >You swing your hand and spank a few oogies at once >"Owie!" they cry out in unison >Meanie humie! Oogi give biggest owies!" >This is funny >You start flicking oogies in their tiny fat asses as if you are playing an organ >"Ow! OW! Owie! Aaah!" >Your fun leaves you with greasy hands >"Ugh, filthy creatures." >They've never once washed their asses >You wash your hands >Then you mix some disinfectant with water and put it in a spray bottle >The bottle goes fsht! fsht! >The oogies go "eep!" and scrunch their asses at the cold liquid >They are still kinda filthy between their cheeks though, so you decide to put on a rubber >Yes, a rubber >Because you are naked, erect, and there are no witnesses around >Remember to always fuck responsibly >Your tip presses against an oogi's asscheeks and parts them >"Eep!" it eeps in surprise >Then you push >The oogi's asshole is stretched open and it's mind explodes >This sex thing >Femcels weren't made for it >"OOOOOOOOO!" >It's pupils dillate as the purple creature has revelations, reaches enlightenment and becomes one with the cosmos >But you don't stop there >"OOOOOOEEEEEEEP!" >Your penis is pushing against something >You push harder >"EEP! EEP!" >The creature wiggles it's legs frantically, kicking you lightly in the dick >It tickles >"EEEEEEBLARGHHHH!" >Your penis pushes the oogi's organs out through it's screaming mouth and onto the floor >A thick strand of oogi fluids connects the floor and the oogi briefly before it snaps >"Dammit!" >You don't want to soil your floor but you can't stop yourself now >You give the oogi next to it the same treatment >"OOOOOOOEEEEEBLARGH!" >And another one >And another one >An oogi further down the line watches in horror as it's hivemates die vomitting their guts out until it's it's turn >"Nuuu! Pwese nu give oogi biggest owies! Oogi be good oogi!" >It cries and thrashes >"Your tears. They make my penis harder!" >You become even more erect inside this oogi and tear it's small body apart >"Oogi fuck! Oogi fuck! It's awwright!" >It's frantic limbs go limp >On to the next! >The oogies' voices become fewer and fewer until you cocksecute them to the last >But dammit, that wasn't enough! >They die too quickly >You stroke your hard cock until you climax and cum >"Aaaargh!" >You glaze the tiny corpses' buns with your spunk >You cum so hard your legs shake afterwards >You pull up a chair and sit down to catch your breath >"Haaa...haaa...haa...Oh man." >You look at the mess on the floor >"Oh yeah. That." >You put a hand up to your mouth >"Cyn! Oh Cyn! Come here, girl!" >A minute later a fluffy head peeks out from around the doorframe >"Pop?" >"Look Cyn. Daddy got you sketties!" >Loaf Cyn looks at the guts and gore on the floor >"Pop! Pop!" she pops happily >She does her best to run to the mess but her limbs are all fucked up and she takes a while >But she really digs in once she reaches it >She bites and pops, bites and pops >Loaf Cyn is in heaven right now >Or at least someone else's hell >Soon she will have the floor licked clean >You scratch your chin thoughtfully >Loaves are sturdier than oogies, right?
>>117087 >snessa traps you in her suit with her >you start with your head between her boobs, but you slowly sink lower and lower >before you can slip all the way into her coils, she wiggles around until your face is trapped against her ass
Image:173396581857.png(75kB, 909x585)cyn, serial designation j, tessa james elliot, and absolute solver (murder drones) drawn by tessajanon - 523edabdde1c588d63ff524b4b0ff0ee.png
>>117141 what about Jessa– not the ship, she's J who's suffered a total mental breakdown and now thinks she's Tessa, but her personality is an imperfect imitation based off her rose-colored memories
>>117148 I like the Solver version of that; where the Solver gets so deep into cosplaying as Tessa for years that it forgets that it's pretending and actually believes that it is Tessa.
>>117154 Personally I despise Europeans so I am going ask why you think a version of a "Step Daughter" on 4chan of all places isn't just a self insert about having a hot step daughter who wants to fuck you.
>In the good timeline >Bonnie is an elementary school teacher >Jane is an engineer >Abby is STILL an autistic femcel loser with no boyfriend and nerdy hobbies she obsesses over >The wear of the uniform changes (almost) everyone
>>117165 Abby would probably be an Assistant somewhere, a high ranking secretary and overall "get shit done" doer still a massive uptight rule following nerd well, if she could, Abby destined for bad ending
>Every morning Bonnie comes up from behind on Abby and gives her surprise uppies >When she gets put down, mortified, and turns to reprimand Bonnie, Jane sneaks from behind and gives her uppies again >The cycle repeats for almost 15 minutes >This would later develop into a deep resentment towards the two
>>117191 >Or so she believes >She finally catches Jane vulnerable in a corner, Jane is terrified for her life >Abbo slowly walks up to her to maximize the horror effect >”I…I finally have you now…now you wil-“ >She’s still looking up at Jane >”H-hold on a second.” >Abbo stands up straight >Jane still has three inches of height on her >”…” >Jane prepares to pick her up.
>You are Anon or atleast one of them >You are sitting in your girlfriend Beretta's bedroom when SUDDENLY >*BOOM* >The door bursts open and there stands a strange spindely Uzi, looking like one of those shitty Analog Horror fanarts >And she is here to kidnap Beretta! What do?
>>117203 >The fucked-up and twisted Uzi devours the N plushie with her mighty jaws >Slowly it slinks away back into the air-vents, but it will be back soon...
I walk to work every morning and on my commute I pass a construction site. apparently they got in some new oversized worker drones recently and now they whistle and catcall me when I walk past. sometimes they'll even make lewd gestures at me. I don't... hate it... but I'm no lady-killer so I don't know how to respond, and doing nothing just seems to encourage them. what do I do?
Hello again, all the talk about Tessa earlier made me wonder how many Tessafags there are and then I remembered it's been nearly four months again since the last of these, so here is a new poll for your canon favourite: https://strawpoll.com/eNg6vz8EjgA The poll from August/September, post episode 8 with users from /co/ and here: https://strawpoll.com/NPgxeeMeeZ2/results The first of these from before episode 7 in March, when we only had /co/: https://strawpoll.com/PbZqRKq6AyN/results
>>117245 I'll skibidi on jah to check if I can do that in Ohio, frfr no cap! >>117246 But my sigma gooning streak will bust, I can't edge that way no more!
So I just finished watching Mogger Drones and I've gotta say, Cyn's brains melting out of her ears while N mews and Uzi hits a sick griddy made my eyes bleed a bit
>>117244 You gyatt tuah pull up at the hustler's university in Ohio to get baby gronk and CamermanTitan to teach you how to be a true stonecold truecel Sigma! Go back to your bih then and rizz her up and down till she hawk tuahs on your SpeakermanTitan
>have wagie drone GF >live in one of the few states where drones are legally considered employees instead of equipment so she's entitled to a 30 minute break >you have an arrangement where whenever your breaks line up, you take the short drive over >grab something to eat for later >and then cuddle her in the car until she has to clock back in >she says it's the only thing that gets her through the day
I jerk off to Serial Designation V. Her smile is so fucking hot oh my god. The voices are getting louder. I wanna put it inside that drone and make her beg. Whenever I see a knife cum comes out like a waterfall, whenever my classmates say anything related to robots the entire school gets flooded with cum everywhere. Liam Vickers is truly the best artist of all time.