Merry Christmas to everyone! Hope everyone is having a joyful time! How do you think drones celebrate this occasion? How does JcJenson (In Spaceeee) capitalizes Christmas? What about new years? The holly jolly Booru: https://dronebooru.co The festive ol' wheel with OCs and stuff: https://wheelofnames.com/8hc-stc The merry OC wiki: https://dronebooru.co/wiki_pages/original_character The last Ho-Holy Thread : >>126180
>>127127 Lucky, I want one too! He's so full of holiday cheer and only a little more socially awkward than I am! >>127123 Elf is actually the one who is racist, pretending to be an elf despite not having an affinity for elf culture. She doesn't make shoes, cookies in a tree, or in Santa's workshop, while Buddy the Elf makes toys
>>127148 >All across the galaxy, billions of Drones spontaneously turn into coal statues >Forever their agony in their final moments is preserved in time
>>127119 showing Tessa all the horrible fates she could have met or continues to suffer through in countless universes might actually scare some sense into her. or maybe show young Tessa her future self, who murders her beloved N and brings misery to the others
>There'll be parties for hosting >Marshmallows for toasting >And caroling out in the snow >There'll be scary ghost stories >And tales of the glories of Christmases long, long ago
>>127146 Steelbox release of the complete series of Remnant Her parents having enough free time to watch it with her and N An invite to Thad's Christmas party Nobody freaking out when she shows up in the family Christmas photo in Solverpede form because cameras, like mirrors, can't be fooled by Solver illusions
My Holiday Drone fears that she's outlived her usefulness, how do I dispose of her without her knowledge? The Cryo-Drone I was gifted is much more versatile and all-seasonal
Guys I banged my Elf unit last night and she said today that she'd have a special present for me in a few months before running her hands over her torso and blushing
Does this mean that she's going to knit me a stomach warmer or something?
hey guys I found this Christmas drone with a bunch of dents in her head discarded on a street corner, I think she's salvageable. tips on rehabilitating abused drones?
>>127186 I poked at her tummy with my fingers and she giggled and said to stop tickling her. >>127189 Nuh uh! >>127190 When she turns invisible she turns completely invisible, I can't see inside her stomach like that.
>>127194 The core safety interlocks have not engaged, and the singularity is still active? Citizen, please remain calm and do not move from your current position. Do not turn off your computer or mobile device. Do not touch or approach the Drone, warn all other citizens to remain at least 100m away from yourself and the drone. A retrieval and disposal team has been dispatched to your location and will arrive in ten minutes or less by repulsorcraft. Please comply with any and all directions given by the retrieval team, do not under any circumstances resist or attempt to flee the scene. Thank you for your compliance citizen!
>>127199 Don't worry about this notice, JCJ has AIs (not even drones) post this boilerplate shit, and they maybe send one intern if you posted info they can follow up on. Just take the drone and walk away. Corp isn't gonna spend manpower tracking down one zombocore out of dozens that crop up every day.
merry Christmas fellas! have a lovely, blessed Christmas and a wonderful new year, chase your goals, and most of all, spend time with your family and friends:]
>>127217 what OC sdid on christmas >john drunk >jane drunk, after about a shot and a half of light tequila >Beretta celebrated with her family, alongside auntie V and J. nothing bad happened, except J got way too drunk and started crying >Serial designation E christmas caroled around town for 72 hours straight >Serial designation Y Her and squad reenacted the 1914 christmas truce. She then got drunk off a single piece of alcoholic chocolate and peed herself in public. Delta carried her out as she vomited on him. >Lucy Locked in the holiday closet >Abby >Was stalking Jane, fail girled her way into getting lost in the asbestos snow. >Akita Uzi bought her a dildo for christmas. Something something “biological nature”. She is mortified, none of the drones understand. >Serial designation MG Doesn’t celebrate christmas, or hanukkah, or anything. Made a killing selling holiday themed stuff though, so he was happy >Serial Designation Q Revealed her pregnancy to a hundred thousand viewers on live TV. Bet didn’t even know. >Elf got impregnated for christmas >Switch doesn’t celebrate christmas, worked the chinese restaurant where MG eats >Amy delivered said chinese food around town. the grind doesn’t stop. >Blondi posted on the internet about how “christmas isn’t how it used to be when she was a kid, it’s over.” Beretta then got off the computer and went to eat dinner. >Cici Working that day. No days off for her. >Buckety and Leg Poured a ton alcohol into the bucket and the two got fucking wasted >Jo faucet ???? >Pepper “Wanna sprite cranberry?” > >Serial designation B Got drunk, felt guilty afterwards. She can’t keep lying to herself >Serial designation H Got drunk, slept with Irma under influence >Serial designatuon L Pretended to be drunk. Got rejected by everybody >SD-Eye Went caroling with E. Surprisingly a very talented singer. >Serial designation K Cuddles with Catherine >Serial designation M Celebrated christmas by herself. Didn’t attend the party with Xi or Zeta. >Overkill Had to pull guard duty due to insulting a commander for being Jewish >P(imp) baked cookies, gingerbread houses for needy kids, volunteered at the soup kitchen. He is actually a faithful Christian underneath. His church calls him “the monk” due to his well known celibacy. >Serial designation R, Worked retail for the season, memorized the Mariah Carey song, too mentally exhausted to do anything crazy. >Izu and Outposf-6 friends They all celebrated her birthday! Happy birthday, Izu!
>>127233 It sounds like everyone had about the best holiday they could ask for (at least until George Droid steals all their presents during his celebration of Kwanza)
>>127233 Bro it was crazy when Q did the pregnancy reveal thing, but it was even crazier when Bet fainted and revived and fainted again and fell down a conveniently placed flight of stairs, landed on a unicycle, peddled unconscious over a tank full of sharks, and did a backflip through a flaming hoop before Q caught him in her arms I can't wait to find out how violent and excessive the gender reveal will be
>>127233 >Lucy >Locked in the holiday closet maybe insisting she is helps you sleep at night, but we all know she's been very busy this season. first with the wassailing dressed as Mari Lwyd, then giving the Christmas Carol ghosts treatment to several SDs, and finally punishing all the naughty drones a la Krampus.
>>127212 >The Dude takes a swig of oil and now has solver powers, but must continue to consume oil or else he'll die >"This can't be good for me, but I feel great."
Ahhhhr my heart so cute so cozy so sweet Alice! She is so perfect for cold snowy winter nights, it fits so well, like she's made for it! Mercurial you drew this I think, I never recognized it till now, your best piece imo thanks !🙌💯
>The Outpost 3 Columbarium had become a lot quieter in the past twentysomething years. >With the Disassembly Drones variously either integrated into the Worker Drones' society, institutionalized, or never seen again (except by their weary admin) after staying outside past the break of dawn, mortality rates had dropped to "peacetime" levels. >Visitation rates remained much the same though. Everyone had lost friends or family over the years. >Through Negev Doorman's stanky old wizard eyes, the place was as crowded as it must have been during the darkest days of the "bunker era". Majority of drone ghosts seem to prefer sticking around their graves, since human ghosts would too according to the pre-core collapse media the humans left behind. >"So, who are we here for?" asked her brother Mac. Negev needed a minder when she was out and about, to make sure she didn't do anything like eat bugs or start screaming at things only she could see and to stabilize her if she started having another dissociative episode. Beretta was off introducing Jane to the Star Wars Holiday Special, so the duty of caring for Negev fell to Mac. >"Just some people. Came to deliver their Christmas presents," Negev responded, pulling a beat-up old backpack with bat wings from her back. >"Why are we leaving things at these niches specifically? Is this some schizo thing?" >Negev looked over her shoulder back to her brother, a 'there you go again' dullness in her ever-weary eyes. "You wouldn't get it," she muttered as she unzipped the backpack. >"So this is some schizo thing," Mac concluded. He buttoned the collar on his coat. "Robo-Goddamnit, it's freezing here. Can't believe you don't feel it." >Rebecca, piggybacking on Mac, stifled a giggle. >The Doorman kids, plus their hitchhiker, walked the grounds of the columbarium looking for whatever seemingly arbitrary niches Negev had offerings for. Eventually, Negev's scampering halted in front of one ("Ugh, FINALLY," groaned Rebecca): In loving memory DOLL BERLIOZ 3053-3071 Beloved daughter & bestie Rest in peace, Babe-a-tron >Yeah, Lizzy had this plaque done, Negev thought. >"I really gotta drop in on Lizzy next year, see what she and Doll do that it was more important than helping us drop off her friggin' Christmas present," Rebecca groused. >Reaching into her backpack, she pulled out a few packs of basketball cards and left them on the ledge of the niche. Never before had she been so grateful-or grateful at all, this being her first time and all-that the niches here were deep enough to leave real offerings in them. >"Okay, next one on the list," Negev told Mac as she zipped up and donned her backpack. Then she saw something unusual in an adjacent niche. "Wait, no." Negev went over. It was Dolls parents' niche. Anime figurines had been left on both sides. "Grandma, that is just classic you," Negev said with a smile. >Mac stooped down to see. Then he laughed. "Great choice of anime boobs, Grandma. Didn't know you were that thirsty for Yeva." >Rebecca cleared her throat, causing Mac to jerk up from the sudden chill. "Like, you know where mine is, right, crazy kid?" Rebecca asked. Negev shook her head no, to Mac's confusion. "Okay, go right-your right-from here..." >Before long, they reached the second niche on Negev's list: REBECCA CAPPELLETTI 3053-3071 LOVED BY MANY >Rebecca snrked. "Whoever did this has no idea just how many... Seriously, Negev, ask me for makeout tips in the future. I know everything you'd ever need to know." As Rebecca talked, Negev got her backpack open again and pulled out a large bottle of strawberry-scented conditioner before putting it on the ledge of Rebecca's niche. >Mac suddenly got a sinking feeling in his gut and didn't know why. >"Last stop," Negev grunted. She looked over her brother's shoulder. >"If you're seeing something, please don't freak out... not here, not on Christmas..." Mac moaned. >"I'll tell you when you're getting warmer," Rebecca told Negev. Negev nodded and scurried off, her brother not far behind and remembering Gollum guiding Frodo and Sam through the Dead Marshes.
>>127260 >"Negev!" Emily cried as her first friend in years pulled up to her niche. "I'd have waved, but..." the headless girl sheepishly smiled, before her eyes went hollow. "Is that your brother?!" she asked. "You never told me he was so..." Emily trailed off and began slowly walking towards Mac. Ignoring this, Negev put her backpack down in front of her last stop: EMILY KATCHADOURIAN 3053-3071 "I am the resurrection and the life; whoever believes in Me, even if he dies, will live, and everyone who lives and believes in Me will never die." >Negev pulled out a book of Earth history, and left it in Emily's niche. After zipping up her backpack one last time, Negev turned around to see Rebecca from behind Mac's shoulder at Emily, who was holding her head up so she could make direct eye contact. Negev was not liking the vibes her friends were putting out. >"Okay, we're done. Can we go now? I'm freezing my tail off here." >And clearly neither was her brother. >"Excuse me!" a stern fatherly voice called out. All four looked in the direction it came from. "Are you Uzi Doorman's kids, by chance?" >Coming up were two drones: a woman with a purse and a beehive hairdo, and a man with a push broom mustache so long it nearly covered his mouth. Both had the same light blue eye as Emily, who ran over to their side. >"Yeah," Mac said, relaxing as the cold slightly abated. "I'm just here to make sure my sister doesn't have another episode." >Negev swallowed. "Are you related to Emily Katchadourian, by chance?" >"We're her parents," the woman said. The Doorman siblings' and even Rebecca's eyes hollowed. "We know she'd have loved the gift, but is there any particular reason you left that book at the grave of a girl who passed away before you were born?" >Negev's eyes stayed hollow, as she considered how to answer this without sounding like she should be put away again. "I just felt like doing something good for some people here. It's Christmas, and all that, heh..." >"She said I wouldn't get why we visited the graves we did, but she left stuff at those too," Mac added as Mr. and Mrs. Katchadourian approached. >Emily's dad became lost in thought, as her mom pulled some votive candles out of her purse and set them next to her daughter's niche. As she struggled with the matches, he spoke up: >"You're that Negev girl, right? You were the talk of Outpost 3 for a minute years back." >"Yeah, that's me," Negev muttered. >"That explains some things, dear," Mrs. Katchadourian said to her husband as she paused her attempts to light the candles. >"Glad to see you're well enough to be let outside," Mr. Katchadourian said. "The two of us, we never thought you were a lost cause. Can't say the same about anyone else we talked about you with." He turned to look at Mac. "You're a M- you're... like your father, aren't you?" >"Are you asking me for help lighting those candles?" Mac said with a sigh. "Because I can do it," he said as one hand retracted to be replaced with a grill lighter, which he started warming his other hand around. "I'd like to leave soon, but I can do it." >"Robo-God bless you, dear," Mrs. Katchadourian said. Behind her, Emily blushed. >Mac got down and lit the candles. >"Emily was the light of our life," Mr. Katchadourian said forlornly. "We didn't know what to do when we lost her. But she would have wanted us to keep supporting the community, not get lost in despair." He was about to put his hand on Negev's shoulder, but stopped when she recoiled at the prospect of being touched. >"Yeah. Spirit of the season and all that," Negev said with a nervous chuckle as she pulled her hands back into the slightly too long sleeves of her sweatshirt. >"You're good kids, you know that?" Mr. Katchadourian continued. >"I got that a lot from the nurse who gave me my meds in the morning, yeah," Negev said. Another nervous chuckle. "Mac's right though, we gotta leave soon. Our grandparents have their own Christmas thing tonight and we gotta help them with that." >"You take care of that now, then," Mrs. Katchadourian said. "Merry Christmas!" all three Katchadourians said as they started to walk away. >"Merry Christmas!" the Doormans and their hitchhiker called back from the opposite direction. >As they left, Negev faintly heard Doll laughing uproariously and smiled. She clearly found the Robertsons Nori left at her mom's grave.
>>127260 >>127261 Based canon green! Gave me inspiration for a story with Negev, Alice&Beau, there will likely nothing come from it but I wanna try anyways Doll laughing like that is nice too
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>>127271 >Beau Ghost rules I have my stories work on is that ghosts are people who died in pic related. While I have seen a case argued for ghost Alice, Beau seems to have died at peace.
>>127273 Alice fought for survival for years after being abandoned underground and died unceremoniously as a result of her bully's child. she's gotta have some unfinished business there
>>127279 That's the case I was referring to. I personally don't see Alice as having either of those as her dominant emotions at the moment she died, but I haven't seen episode 6 since it came out so I could be remembering her death wrong.
>>127282 No.. but. ill keep note of that if i ever decide to draw the thing. id refer the fridge drone greens but i cant find them, they started weird, then neat, then weird again.
The fact there isn't more widespread bitching on 4chan about the new 15 minute timer has solidified that the site is mostly newfags and bots at this point for me.
>>127308 Anon later showed up at Harper's door in an abominable snow monster costume. He was chased out by Harper with a broom. It was an accident but things like that happen suspiciously often.
>>127273 I was gonna go with Beau being a ghost only since I do not consider Alice dead due to the lack of finality her damage has to her. Will tell more tomorro goodnight
>>127336 >Cyn specifically props up Bonnies decaying corpse up somewhere and forces it to participate in the festive season, putting on festive clothes and lights, a plate of cookies and milk, even getting the skeleton a little gift. >No one knows she does this, its only for her own amusement
>>127357 I don't know. Honestly I never thought that far ahead. The Hatman is apparently an urban legend people see when overdosing on Benadryl, there have been documentaries about this
Good god i should be asleep. WHATEVER. Heres some more human Y(vvone) because uh practice I guess I dunno, i've never drawn a backshot before. I am so tired.
Coin operated toy, sitting on the shelf, she is just a toy. But i turn her on and she comes to life Automatic joy That is why i want A Coin Operated toy Made of plastic and elastic She is soft and long lasting Who ever ever ask for more? Love without complications galore Many shapes and weights to choose from I will never leave my bedroom I will never cry at night again Wrap my arms around her and pretend. Coin Operated toy All the other real Ones that i destroy Cannot hold a candle To my new toy and I'll Never let her go And ill never be alone And ill never let her go And ill never be alone go And ill never be alone go Go Go Go Not with my Coin Operated toy
>>127384 I guess if you're built different 💀 (woman) then you could, fair enough I just want femN to be a cute lil housewife who goes to couple's bridge games with me and read in a cozy nook with me while a fire burns i'm the fireplace and go on drives with me through the mountains on a cool spring morning while the sun rises
I want to give FemN all of myself, to love her so that all my thoughts are only about her and only about making her happy. I want to hug her, kiss her, caress her, I want to be by her side while my short-lived meat shell fades under the unrelenting pressure of time, so that at the end I can hug her, our children and our grandchildren on my deathbed. I need FemN.
>>126358 >… >”What was that?” You turn around and glare at the disassembler. >”I said that you should pull that stick out of your ass, ya twat.” The disassembler shoots back with a glare of his own. >”Oh really? The way I see it, you should be the one to do so when someone tells you to get lost and you don’t.” >”Lucky, please stop…” Chiappa tugs at your arm but you pull it away. A small crowd has gathered around you three. >”You know…” You say as you rub your chin. “…even the bullies back at Outpost-3 have more standards than you. They never called my sister a slut. Matter of fact, this is the first time someone called her that and it had to be someone like you.” >Chiappa tugs you again but you ignore her. “I’ve only been here for three days and already despise this place. You are just one of the ‘people’ here trying to prove something by being annoying but it ain’t working.” >”Lucky, come on.” Chiappa tugs at you harder this time. “If you’re not gonna act like a decent person then why should I treat you like one? You’re just a nobody in an ocean of nobodies, you rusted tin can.” >The people in the crowd gasp and the disassembler looks very offended. With a flick of his arm, his hand changes to claws as he holds them up. The crowd gasps again and backs up. >Instinctively, you pull Chiappa behind you as the disassembler slowly approaches you. >”See these?” The disassembler wiggles his claws as to show them off. “You have no idea how sharp these claws are, mate. They can just cut right through anything – metal, other drones…flesh.” He says the last word with more emphasis. “It would be a shame if a human were to die, leaving his poor sister defenseless, yeah? You never know when it will happen, maybe tomorrow or the next or…” He’s right up to you as he gives you a smile before yelling out “…OR MAYBE RIGHT NOW!” >He then thrusts his claws towards you and dig into your abdomen.
>>127404 >”KURT!” Chiappa yells out in horror as you’re slammed against the lockers, the disassembler holding you in place. >The crowd starts to get more rowdy now that violence is happening, some are talking as loud as they can or have their phones out and are recording the whole ordeal. >This…doesn’t hurt that much at all. It kinda stings but that’s not important right now. >He stabbed you. He fucking stabbed you. >The disassembler is looking at you with a wicked grin and a X on his visor. You look down at him and make sure that he sees how pissed off you are. His vicious expression turns to confusion. “What the hell? Shouldn’t humans drop dead from this---” >You don’t let him finish his thought and grab his arm. You forcefully pull out the claws out of your abdomen and hold his arm in place as he looks at you with shock. >You grip his arm and turn around as you lift him up and throw him against the locker. He slams into them with a loud bang and drops down face first. >You approach him and grab him by the collar and lift him up. You then grab him by the neck as he grips your arm, trying to break free. “What in the bloody fuck are you---” >You interrupt him with a slap across his face. And another. And another. It’s a flurry of slaps which you finish by smacking his sensor array with as much force as you can. The fist connects and you hear one of the bulbs cracks with small drops of yellow fluid flowing down. >The disassembler howls in pain as you drop him on the ground. He curls into a fetal position as he holds his head. You hover over him as you consider whether or not to keep beating him up. >”Kurt, stop! He’s had enough!” Chiappa yells out and tugs your arm hard enough to force you to look at her. She looks even more upset. >You’re snapped out of your rage-induced high as you look back and forth between the disassembler and Chiappa. You kneel down and hug her then break it as you hold her shoulders. “You good, Chippy?” >”Yeah, yeah…” She meekly says as she nods. “Don’t worry about me, you were just stabbed!” >You look down at your abdomen. You see the three holes where the claws tore through your clothes and see blood around them with some droplets on the ground too. The wounds themselves have closed with what’s left is some scarring. >”Look, I’m fine. See?” You point at them wound. “What matters is that he didn’t hurt you, okay? Now come on, let’s go call mom.” You stand up and dust yourself off. “It’s about time we left this place.”
>>127406 I was given money, about $67, which is not bad for my country.
I'd get her a set of Valhallan Ice Warriors and help her paint them all, and I'd buy a shrink ray from WG, because in regular size I would only be wasting paint..
>solver börger has had to shutter its doors >the steaming, hot, eldritch meat you cooked up simply couldn't compete with the hotter meat on display at Twink Disassembler Hooters >you're now jobless and the only restaurant and hangout spot in the bunker is the place where the males of your family have their junk stuffed into too-tight shorts
>>127411 Well, I tried to make both Kurt and Chiappa turn out to be good kids. Beretta and Anon, mostly Beretta, were always there for them unlike Beretta and Negev.
>Customer at twink disassembler hooters spills on herself accidentally >The crew is forced to get handsy to clean up >Mac wipes the customer’s flat bottom plate with a rag, juice got down there. He doesn’t see it as inherently lewd since he is unfamiliar with normal drone anatomy >”W-wait, keep going.” >”Ma’am?” >”Yeah, keep rubbing. It’s dirty down there still.” >”Uh, whatever you say, miss.” >”Y-YES, faster!” >Mac is increasingly confused, but he keeps going. >”Such a dirty girl” he says >”SAY THAT AGAIN, YES!” >”Such a dirty girl, making a mess for us.” He says >”KEEP GOING, AHhhh!” >”Getting all sticky and wet down there…you know this won’t do.” >The worker makes indecipherable noises and moans as Mac keeps it up, faster and faster. >”AAAHhhhh…AAAAAHH…YES, RIGHT TH-“ >”Alright. You’re clean now, miss.” >”W-What?” >”Apologies for the mess, you are entitled to a free drink of your choice. Thank you for your patronage, miss.” several hours later >”LEFT ME EMOTIONALLY PHYSICALLY AND PERSONALLY UNSATISFIED. 0/5 STARS” > > > >He stands outside her house. >His eyes glowing, marked with the shining golden cross. >This was the place. He knew her scent. The one that had left the restaurant a bad review. >A bad review. >Somebody had to pay. >It had been a while since he’d done this. He’d put those days behind him. But if it was for the sake of a good score on Yelp, he’d have to teach this woman a lesson. Not one of mortality…but of a more carnal nature. >Mac was starving. It was time to feast.
>>127443 >>127444 >New Yelp review reads "best customer satisfaction of my life, 11/5 stars because I counted 11 orbiting my head after he was done with me."
>>127431 >>127433 >Chat regularly suggests Kurt visit or apply for a job at Twink Hooters >when it does, Kurt gets real quiet until Chat moves on to another topic >he really wishes Chat wasn't so horny for him
>>127448 How long depends on whether anyone goes to visit her. What kind? I don't think she would. I think she'd just walk out into the sunlight and let herself burn, like most suicidal vampires.
>>127450 You know N will forgive her, Uzi will act like she is okay with it, just to make N happy, but she will hate her guts, but nobody else will forgive her or act nice
Would a Battlestar Galactica-esque spinoff of MD work? IE humans and worker drones on the last remaining space ships while the Solver is chasing them to be killed?
>>127458 >J plasters sheet after sheet of paper to the wall of her ship-turned-home >draws a life-size mural of Tessa on it >she talks to it just so she doesn't have to keep everything bottled up, so she can have *something* to talk to >then one day, it talks back.
>>127465 I think only 1 in 5 will NOT try to have sex with them. You know DDs are more "assertive" because of their height, strength and all those guns.
>>127472 TRVTH, give us Abby getting dicked >>127473 >>127474 That would be silly and would not earn him the "me likey" award Which is fine, but very sad and not based Just let Abby be happy
>>127480 and just like mister Tate, those drones will keep talking a big game after being caught for their crimes and being used as bicycles by the other convicts
>>127486 >A socially maladjusted to the point of being toxic guy getting a hot superstrong girlfriend who constantly bails him out and supports him unconditionally no matter how much of a brat he is being by minimal effort.
Yeah I don't think a show like like would end up getting made in the 2020s
>>127499 Maybe after J latches on to Lizzy as the new 'spunky, outspoken young lady whose interests are mostly girly but include one or two really weird and offputting things' in her life.
>>127493 This is the 8th billion times you've posted this unfinished image, drawfags have lived and died in the time you have spend not drawing. just finish it already fuck me
>>127515 >boyzi when he uses security footage from the cameras outside the door to calculate the volume of each DD's titties >to find a way to defeat them, of course
>>127504 but Lizzy isn't nice. Tessa was kind and went out of her way to save the lives of J and the others and put them back together. she was kindhearted despite never receiving any kindness herself
>>127535 >level 1: repeatedly talking about breeding, making you a father >level 2: pregnancy scare >level 3: actually pregnant >level 4: heavily pregnant and if that doesn't scare you then the next few levels are just carrying an increasing number of babies
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>>122880 >Mercifully, all color drains from the world. >Eldritch yellow, blood red, oily black, bone white, eternal blue all dissolve into monochrome. >Time freezes. >A metaphor? Or a malfunction. >She clearly imploded under her own weight. >There is a singularity inside her, after all. >She probably triggered some failsafe; the good kind, the kind that actually works. >It is a relief, really. >J eagerly awaits what comes next. >If she is lucky, it will be 'nothing'. 50/???
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>>127539 >She waits and nothing happens. >Nothing happens within, as J's feelings and resurfacing memories blur into a frenzied stasis. >Nothing happens without. >Motes of dust hang suspended in the air. >She can somehow still move, walk around, even fly (she did not dare try to fly up), but her body, and the abyss of the shaft as she shines her lights through it, are rendered in grayscale. >Her visual processing systems check out, but it is absurd that color should suddenly go away. >Then again, everything is absurd. >Why should drawing the colour out of space be where she drew the line? >Maybe she is in purgatory. >She wonders how long the timeless space will endure. >Then again, 'timeless' spaces can hardly be expected to 'endure', let alone for 'long'. >Surely they just 'are'. 51/???
>>127539 >Eldritch yellow, blood red, oily black, bone white, eternal blue are incidentally the colors of China's old Five Race flag, without the adjectives, of course.
>>127544 I needed cover art for the chapter, having already decided upon >>127539 as the insert art. So I got to thinking of China-related things that started with 'J', and came up with enough to make a themed image of her. So we have J as a Jiangshi (Chinese hopping vampire) wielding jian swords, wearing a jade necklace and a jibau (because Shanghai is the business capital of China, and the qipao is called 'jibau' in the local dialect). As a bonus, I was able to use her 'Disassembly Drone' armband as the fulu/curse inscription, creating a cool thematic parallel there, even beyond the vampire symbolism.
>>127553 The name is in reference to the fact that they claimed to be a "pillar of the community" despite providing nothing more than endless threadshitting and spitefaggotry