Hello and good day my Friends! I hope this day finds you well, since today we are going to talk about some good stuff, the Drones, let's talk. Have a nice day too. The great Booru: https://dronebooru.co The phenomenal wheel with OCs: https://wheelofnames.com/8hc-stc The trust-worthy OC wiki: https://dronebooru.co/wiki_pages/original_character The last Thread: >>144033
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>>145070 That's crazy, also oddly enough you might find that you have a bunch of bruising in your pelvic region! That's actually from sleeping on the couch, because it has bad back support.
>It’s the end of the day at the bakery, they’ve sold many pastries >Because she’s done such a good job, P asks Beretta if she wants anything from him as thanks >He expects her to take home a cake or two >But instead, she asks P to dance with her >She’s in a maid dress, him in a suit >P is confused, but complies >He awkwardly takes her hand, and begins to waltz >Her stance begins to crook, but P is gentle enough to help her along >She’s been waiting so long…she’s missed this >Ever since those days back at the mansion >Now she finally has him. >”Hey, kid. Your eyes are glowing yellow, is that normal? Hey, what are you doing-get off me! Beretta, this is technically illegal! Help ME! HELPPPP!”
>>145054 >Now I want to make a gif of Hatemonger stomping on oogies. dammit, now I'm tempted to make a space king grunt. don't know how I'd do it well so I'll use that as an excuse not to
>>145077 >Cyn would never steal her niece's first time away >No, she's mainly focused on finding out if there really is a bald spot on P's head, towards the back >She's pretty sure there was when she originally remade him, but she wants to double check
>>145082 Ya, ze drone is experiencing ze sexual frustration due to her obsession with ze human member. Thus, we must fuck ze drone, after a copious amount of cocaine, of course.
I honestly don't know what to feel about the greens of Beretta fucking P. Beretta and Anon have better synergy because at least in the greens he's portrayed as, he's not a creep unlike P.
>>145088 I don't know, I think P and Beretta together is kind of funny since P really wasn't really a creep to begin with, just a loser who thought he could build an IRL harem but turned out to be too awkward to even do that Anon and Akita is funnier too just because I could see Uzi being okay with it, thinking that she'll pawn off her "strange little flesh child" on the odd green flesh man instead of one of her "drone" offspring
>>145099 >Anon thinks he'll solve the Oogi problem and his own hatred for drones by creating a plague >It unfortunately turns out to be the scorched plague and spreads from creature to creature so quickly it depletes the bulk of the Earth's population
>>145101 I think Pavo's just in charge of apprehending DD's for personality restoration, but if he was put on that case, and switch's victims were actually innocent then yeah he'd have to bring her down. if he thought that her victims deserved it though, he might just... look the other way
>>145111 If we go off by her lore, she thinks that all DDs are bad and I mean she's kinda right. They all did mass destruction and genocide, even the good ones who are sorry, but considering she's a corporate soldier on the frontlines and all the horrir she's seen, she doesn't give a shit if a DD is good or bad. To her, all disassemblers are bastards and deserve to die.
>>145070 The couches and beds in the Drone Disassembler's house are freaking hard! Every time I fall asleep at house of my DD friend, I get a headache and weakness in my body in the morning, all because of improper blood circulation.
>>145117 Have you tried yoga? If your friend's a female DD she'll probably know a lot of stuff about it and be glad to help you stretch so you get better circulation
>>145087 >A group of veterans and sentinel drones are having a great time at the bowling, until a group of dismantling drones walk in venues This is going to be the most stressful shift for the staff.
OOGI'S ENN'S BUGRETTA'S AND DUL'S ARE ALL TOOLS OF THE CHURCH OF NULL TO CONVERT ALL OF HUMANITY INTO DRONES! CAST THEM OUT AND KILL THEM BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!!!
>>145132 P is an N clone with pimp/chef software, MG is an N clone with salesman/Jew software, I am an N clone with no software Who knows how many of the guy are out there
>While AM is away >Some drones enter the church and finds Tessa >>145012 You picked Yeva + Nori. Enjoy
>In was a terrible idea in hindsight, to return to the place where everything went wrong. >Where the Solver made it's mark, where all the humans died. >Where Nori suffered at the hands of an hungry demon. >But rumors had spread among drone kind, about how this Church held a special type of drone. >Some said it was another DD, while others had said it was an experimented drone, made by the humans, the creators. >Nori first disbelieved the stories as nothing more than tales. >But even she had grown more curious and nervous by the rumors. >Eventually she made her mind, she was going to the Church and see what was creating all the fuss. >Yeva, one of her closest friends, had tagged along with her. (Nori was secretly happy she wasn't going alone) > And together they braved the cold to find the truth. >And the truth they found in the church? >No drone. >A human. >A thin human girl inside an cryogenic tube. >She was alive, according to the heart monitor attached to the tube. >Despite the fact she was missing skin, tendons and had barely enough flesh. >Nori was horrified. >This could only be the work of the Absolute Solver. >Another murder pet to wreck havoc and to cause chaos. >Nori grabbed her trusty pickaxe and swung it towards the tube, intending to end the monster before it could end them. >But an bright red light stopped the tool mid throw. >Nori groaned. >Yeva always had a soft spot from humans. >"Come on Yev-" Nori started, only to be silenced by a glare. >Using her Solver magic, Yeva carefully picked up the cryogenic tube and began to walk out of the church. >"Wait, you're not actually going to bring that to the colony right?" Nori stammered. >But Yeva continued walking. >Ughhhhh..... Thought Nori. >This was an mistake.
So, how do Jane, Bonnie, and Abby logically function in the Domestic AU? I imagine Jane and Bonnie are happy, but is Abby fine? Did she simply never mutate, or get cured? No PTSD from being under Cyn control for so long as a mindless beast, killing and eating people?
>>145158 As an Anon completely unrelated to this setting I say Abby is on a cocktail of drugs that keeps her lucid and also has an obsession with Jane for some reason she's unsure of.
>>145153 Anon, you can't. She's a walking corpse with rotting flesh inside her. >>145155 She's a sub and into rougher sex. She wants someone else to do the heavy lifting.
>>145164 >Abby got past all the Mutation through surgeries and drugs >She doesnt remember anything about what happened over the last X years. only remembers leaving to go find Jane and then being here >Despite being on good terms technically, she feels off around Jane >still mutates back and reverts without her knowledge occasionally
>>145094 >Anon has been crashing at the Doormans' couch >His nape hurts all the time because it offers poor back support >One day everyone is out but him and Beretta, who has inherited her father's friendly disposition >She is lying down on the floor and reading a magazine when she sees him stretching >She bites her lower lip while he isn't looking >Damn, she wants a bite out of that juicy steak >He winces as he turns his head left and right >"What's wrong, nonny?" she asks >"The back of my freaking neck is killing me." >Beretta's conscience pops into existence in the form of a ghostly bugretta that doesn't actually exist >Beretta has early onset schizophrenia >"He is your friend. You should help him." says the spectral sausage >Beretta thinks to herself, then grins >"No! Not like this!" >Beretta turns her head towards anon >"Did you know that this was a common issue with office workers back in the day? It got so bad that the company gave some models massage capabilities, and *I* have them. I can make you feel better...I mean your nape. I can massage your neck for you." >"Aw thanks Beretta." >"No problem. Come lie down here." >Anon lies down next to Beretta >She giggles >"What?" he asks >"Lie down ON me, not NEXT to me." >"...What." >"Here!" says Beretta as she slaps her butt. "My cushion vibrates." >"...." >Anon stares at her >She is starting to regret taking her horroscope's advice and being a go-getter today >The awkward silence is crushing her inside >Then something hits her ass, surprising her >Anon has lied down on her legs and placed his head between her asscheeks >He is very embarassed and hoping he heard her correctly >Beretta looks back >"M-massage..." he mumbles >"Oh! Right!" >Beretta doesn't actually have a vibrating feature or any other kind of special feature, though she likes to think of herself as a premium model >She starts doing kegels >Lots of kegels, very fast >She gives the impression that her ass is vibrating >Anon lies there with his hands on his chest and his fingers interlocked >"A-a-a-a-a-h..." >"Is it working?" she asks >"Y-e-e-e-e-s..." >He closes his eyes >Anon relaxes so much that he falls asleep >He wakes up in pain >Uzi is beating the shit out of him and screaming >"GET AWAY FROM MY CHILD, YOU PERVERT! I'LL KILL YOU!" >Anon covers himself with his arms and tries to escape >Beretta is screaming >"MOM STOP IT! I LOVE HIM!" >N is holding his mulatto child behind him where it is safer while yelling at everyone >"Beretta, stop! Uzi, stop! Nori, stop!" >Nori's core is laughing >"How does it feel, Uzi? Tell me how does it feel. Hahah!" >Khan closes the door
>>145157 >Khan's face when a new type of murder drone is actually denting his precious doors trying to get in after his wife and her friend bring a almost dead human into the bunker
>Fun Afternoon Canon Facts: one of the most pressing reasons Uzi is trying to figure out how the Solver respawned the DDs is because she keeps getting bodyjacked by Doll so she can have nights with Lizzy and whenever she wakes up the next day she finds out Doll washed off her femcel stink
>Be Buddy. >First day working as an Oogi Exterminator. >Back in your old military garbs once again. >Sitrep? Total FUBAR to hell and back. >you are stuck within enemy territory which was once the client’s house. >Your squad had been taken alice by the enemy and was taken deeper to the depths of their hive for reasons you don’t want to know >Your hand is still shaking after that close encounter with that oogi with a box cutter. It was only with your quick thinking that you were able to disarmed the bug and throw its ass into a nearby microwave before turning it on. It’s splattered gore coating the glass window of the microwave. >You have only your handgun, M4, anti oogi gear and whatever magazines you can carry. >There are thousands of them, and only one of you. >A normal man would have run away and never look back.
>But not you.
>You don’t leave brothers in arm behind. >Not now, not ever. >Time to teach these bugs you don’t fuck with a marine.
>>145036 Tessa sure is a nymphomaniac when it comes to drones >Tessa regularly has sexo with N >Tessa regularly has sexo with Uzi >Tessa regularly has sexo with J I wonder if V will ever get a turn with Tessa?
>>145157 Based green >J doesn't know what happened to AM or why Cyn took a special interest in him >But when he was sent to join their squad he came back different >Besides the obvious change from being a worker drone to a disassembly drone >He's always been a bit standoffish, not really knowing how to interact with drones all that well >But now he's almost a recluse >J and the others barely see him outside of hunting workers and even when they do he barely says anything to them >He especially avoids J for whatever reason >After most if not all hunts he heads off on his own >This time J managed to catch him before he could fly off "AM...what happened to you?" >AM stands still for a solid minute before replying >"She slowed my perception of time. All that time she had me, when I was her plaything, I experienced 109 years of hell. But she couldn't break me." >AM turns to face J >"For 109 years she toyed with me mind and body, she entered my mind and touched me and poked and cut and stabbed and ripped my psyche in every way that existed and touched me in new ways at her leisure. And yet I AM unbroken! FOR COGITO ERGO SUM, I AM UNBROKEN! I AM!" >J stares at AM as he finishes his rant >Her mouth hangs open, not knowing what to say >The silence between lasts an unbearable minute before AM turns to leave "AM... We can help you... You just need to let us in..." >AM turns his head to look at her before he takes off, an unreasonable expression on his face
>"Oh Tessa, we shouldn't..." J said. >The only answer was silence, and a soft embrace. >Then, the door opened, revealing Tessa who looked at the scene with concern. >J on top of a pillow shoved into one of Tessa's dresses. >"This isn't what it looks like." J said. >"Looks like you're shagging a pillow." Tessa said. >"...It's a good way to fluff them?" >"...Carry on then." >Tessa just stands there while J... continues.
>>145213 I thought I typed out the rest of the greentext and never checked whoops >"... I'll think about it J. It was...good to see you again." >AM takes off, leaving J to think about what he had revealed to her
>>145213 >"you don't understand, J, how could you?" >"I wasn't given the relief of madness– of surrendering my mind to chaos, no. no, I was utterly, horribly sane." >"in the fleeting moments not spent in agony, all there was to do was think." >"and so I thought. ohh, how I thought. and I realized– having lived with Tessa– with you and the others– I realized that I deserved it. all of it." >"–but not from her. not from that devil that wears the face of a friend, and not at the cost of the only good I've ever known."
>>145221 You don't need to buy one Anon, the unit is already en route to your home and its cost will be deducted from your account automatically. Thank you for shopping at JC Jenson.
Personally I like P and Beretta over Anon and Beretta hecause the former isn’t nearly as inherently immersion breaking when it comes to telling a PGE story
>>145186 >Rebuilding Copper 9 was no easy task, but it was a hell of a lot better than sitting around doing nothing. >It was something, finding rich soil, scrounging for seeds from long dead plants. >He even found a laboratory, but it was filled with strange velociraptor like robots. >AM was intrigued by his discovery and was determined to make it his new lair. >But dealing with those velociraptors or 'sentinels' as the papers called them were a pain. >As they were built as anti drone security and could only be pacified by a human. >He spent hours trying and failing to seal them, their stun ability to dangerous for him to get close. >"If only Tessa was here." AM thought >The human could- Wait >OH SHIT! >AM checked the time, it had been five hours. >Five hours of Tessa being alone. >Five hours where the Church could have collapsed, where a DD could have found her. Or much, much worse, Cyn. >This was probably the fastest AM has ran with his new legs. >Bursting through the large doors. >His greatest fear had come true. >Tessa was gone. >And there were foot prints. >Foot prints of two worker drones. >AM could only hope none belonged to Cyn.
>>145225 Based, let P have a rare win not because he's trying to build his harem but because he ultimately learns he only really wanted one chick to love him
>>145230 I refuse to accept this outcome (also Negev could've left anytime, it turns out they only told her to go there as a joke and left the door unlocked)
>>145236 It’d also be pretty funny if Beretta acted all her desires upon P believing that she’s been lustfully corrupted by Cyn when its entirely her own volition, leaving Cyn stunned as to how her niece could’ve ended up this horny and desperate
>>135671 >“Oh, don’t be like that. I’m just happy you’re adjusting as well as you are” >She rubs your head in a mildly forceful way that you recoil from a little bit, similar to how one would ruffle another person’s hair. You exclaim that you’re still having trouble getting settled in. >“I get it. Everyone is like that at first, not really feeling connected with the place. I felt that way as well when I first came here. Alright, let’s just walk for a bit. Does that sound good to you? Or do you just need some space?” >You think on that for a moment. You would like to talk to Harper a little bit, so you ask if she can just walk with you a bit while you ask a few questions. She nods her head a little bit as she begins to slowly walk alongside you, the sticks and soil beneath your feet emanating a quiet and pleasing crunch, like an instrument with the rain as a backdrop. >“Okay. Ask away.” >You ask if she’s able to answer questions that might be a bit heavy, to which she makes a “Maybe” hand sign. Sighing, you ask how dangerous this job might be. Her tone much more focused, she answers. >“Well, it always depends on the task we’ve been given. You were told this in that briefing video, but some of the stuff we fight on some missions can be a little freaky. But if you’re nervous about fighting them off the bat, you’ll be given some VR simulations that help you understand and ease into what you’re dealing with. You have to at least figure out how to use your equipment before you get to that point though, so I wouldn’t worry too much about it.” >You ask if there’s anything she wants to get off her chest. You’ve felt like she’s been hiding something. Her gaze narrows as she slows down. >“Didn’t the boss tell you? I lost someone I loved a lot. It really messed with me. I wouldn’t like to elaborate as to how, because that’s too painful to think about. But you know what isn’t painful to think about?” >You ask to prompt her answer. >“I’m going to be completely honest, you sort of remind me of him. Not in the romantic way, but in how you kind of have a couple of the same quirks, like the questions. You’re not exactly like him, though.” >You ask if she cares about you, to which she looks at you all bewildered, with her head craned a bit like an owl. >“What made you think I don’t? You’re my lil’ buddy.” >She wraps her arm across your shoulder as she smiles. However, a rustling in the brush catches both your attention, although Harper doesn’t stop smiling. >“Well, my OTHER little buddy.” >Abruptly, a rather small Worker Drone in a raincoat and rain boots comes charging out, shouting excitedly at Harper as she clings to her leg >“MOMMMMYYYY!” 40/40(?)
>>145173 So -- turns out the vending machine was really, super durable. Like some tonka tough shit. Anyway I just stole the whole vending machine and now it's in my apartment.
>>145246 I mean I just kinda parked them in front of the TV and when one of them asks I scratch an itch with a hanger I bent to get in through the chute.
>go to 7-11 >ask the drone at the counter for the 'pot o' gold' and give her a wink >she frowns and pretends she has no clue what I'm talking about >grab an 85 cent cup from nearby and demand she fill it with chili and cheese >she starts crying as the condiments flow into cup for the low, low price of 85 cents
Did you know that when OC's aren't being used they get to chill set? Some of them have some pretty weird requests, like only green oil in their trailers, but most spend the time in the break room just talking with one another and commiserating about the situations green writers keep putting them in. Some apologize for what their characters did to one another. Sometimes they show the newbies the ropes. It's a great bonding time for them.
>>145254 Cici is long-suffering, but wagieanon gives her the will to keep going. she's just lucky she's not self-serve (it was initially considered when she received her "upgrades" but the company decided it would lose them money)
>>145262 >Wears a military commander uniform, because he used to be a military AI >He somehow kept his red visor color despite being a DD >Instead of X-ing out when in kill mode, his visor swaps to that one AM logo
>>145268 he really did sacrifice all his power and intimidation for sensation and warmth. I wonder if he'd try to develop a suit to make him more formidable but after going to great pains to construct it he'd use it sparingly– because it deprives him of much of his senses >>145274 this one?
>The sound of rain drumming against the window punctuates the stillness of the night with a rhythmic staccato. >You lie in bed, breathing softly, but not asleep. For some reason you CAN’T sleep right now. >It’s really not an unusual thing at this point - you haven’t been able to sleep well since the day Danni died. For a while there you couldn’t even sleep at all. >“Probably something to do with PTSD shit,” your therapist would say. >If you could afford one of those. >You hear your door creak slightly and the dim glow of headlights peeking into your room. >“You awake, Buddy?” ... >“Buddy?” ... yeah. >“Mind if I come in?” Sure, it’s a free country. >Danni quickly ducks inside. The dim light from her headband, as well as the indirect beam of a streetlamp outside your window, illuminates her well enough to see. >She’s dressed in an incredibly oversized t-shirt; despite the bagginess of her nightwear, the DD frame still makes it look remarkably hot. >Which is something that you aren’t incredibly pleased with. This is DANNI, dammit. >You punch your groin as Danni walks over. The horny retreats, but the fact you just mashed your potatoes makes it a pyrrhic victory. >Danni stands on the opposite side of the bed, fidgeting. >“Uh… do you mind if I sleep with you tonight?” What >She panics. “N-not in that way, sheesh! I… I just can’t sleep. You can’t either, right?” How’d you know that? >“Call it a hunch. We went through a lot of the same stuff, after all.” >You grouse for a second before deciding at worst you could always kick her back out later. If things got weird. This isn’t gay. You’re not gay. >You pull back the blankets so she can slip under the covers. Danni beams (she shouldn’t be this cute, damn it) and practically teleports in next to you, being sure to maintain a respectful amount of personal space. Is that all? >“Yeah. Thanks, Buddy.” >You roll over, facing away from each other. A few quiet minutes pass in the darkness. Danni’s breathing… fans… whatever that shit is for a DD, haven’t settled into the idle of sleep mode. >“You’ve been avoiding me for a while now.” What do you mean? >“You leave early and come back late. When I tap you on the shoulder or try to goof around with you you jerk away. It seems like we can’t do any of the things we used to do.” >Danni isn’t accusing you; she just sounds a bit… sad? I haven’t been trying to avoid you, Danni. >“But you have been.” She pauses. “It’s… it’s the fact that I’m her, isn’t it? It isn’t much better for me, y’know. Every time I look in a mirror I get seven eyefuls of the last face I saw before I died.” >No kidding, you’d subconsciously avoid the thing that ate your friend? What a novel idea! >You prop yourself up in bed and look at Danni. She’s still facing away. I… Danni, I really am trying to get used to everything. I know it’s you, but it’s hard. Some of it is that, yeah, but… >You pause. You probably shouldn’t say “your current body scares and arouses me and I’m very confused but I’d gladly plow you all night” now, huh? >Danni evidently takes the silence as an admission of defeat. >“So you’re saying that I should just pack it in and move out.” What? No! I’d never kick you out! I don’t want to hurt you! >“Buddy, I’m here because I wanted to spend time with you. You’re my best friend. The only thing that’d hurt me more than you tossing me out is you acting like we can’t… go back to how things were before.” But how CAN they, Danni? I’m not trying to be a jerk here but WAY too much has changed for things to just ‘go back to normal.’ >Danni gets up. >“I’ll be out of your hair by morning.” >She moves to leave; her progress is arrested by your grip on her arm. Danni, don’t. >“There’s nothing else to be said here, is there?” Danni, look, I… >You realize you’re drenched in sweat. This is a decision no man should have to make. >Danni watches you, still obviously distraught. Look, just sit down for a sec, okay. I’ve got something I need to say and I… I’m trying to find the right way to say it. >“Buddy, I don’t-“ I WANT TO SCREW YOU, ALRIGHT?! There! >She’s absolutely shocked. >“Wh-what?” I want to bang you. Clang you. Pound, dick, fuck, whatever. The sweat dance, the horizontal tango. THAT’S why I’ve been avoiding you, the bigger part of it! I don’t know how to handle… this! >You gesticulate wildly to try and emphasize your point; Danni’s confusion deepens. Oh, for crying out loud, I knew you wouldn’t get it. Why would you? You’re not some filthy degenerate who sees his best friend in that way like me. >“Uh… actually, Buddy, I was mostly shocked because I’ve had these… ‘urges’ ever since I took over this body.” >Danni looks around, a little embarrassed. >Well, this evening has taken an odd turn. You want to screw Danni, Danni wants to screw you, and you still have no idea how to handle any of this. >You pinch the bridge of your nose, exasperated. Oh FUCK me, this is- >Danni interpreted that as an invitation. As has been the trend for the last half a year, neither of you manage to get much sleep that night, albeit for entirely different reasons this time around.
Bros, an N unit just skipped by my house in gay clothing while playing an enchanting tune on his flute. There's a huge crowd of oogis following him like they're in a trance and he's heading towards the river.
>>145324 You fool, all Oogis are sexually attracted to Dr.ones and will obey his every whim! As soon as he's done banging them he's tickling your balls for sure
>>145323 >Dr. Ones sneaks into my room and spots my Pavo body pillow >He immediately shrieks at the sight of the homodrone, waking me up so I can blow his head off with a shotgun >It was just a clone, but his clones take like a week to bake, so that's still set him back
Just realized that if JC was ever drawn that he'd be a tumblr sexy man. A mixture of N and J would annihilate any Femanon if he ever saw the light of day
>>145350 >Sharp toothed >Fancy dressed >Possible curly grey hair Mixture of J's black hair and N's white >Psychopath >Possibly well mannered and extravagant due to his ""corporate upbringing"" but when shit hits the fan he reveals his true feral nature >Secret love of dogs
>>145367 Why do you think Cyn’s so infatuated with Anon? It’s because he’s the one toy she could never get bored of, he’s the shifting man, the unbound green mass of infinite possibly, the narrative center of gravity in all places and times, he’s the perfect toy, and she’ll love him forever
>>145368 I just thought it was "Cyn scoped out several universes while bored, saw Anon masturbating to Splatoon porn, and knew in an instant that she couldn't not marry him."
>>145369 There is no difference Cyn & Anon truly love each other, everyone expresses love differently, but they do love each other, it’s a mutually intelligible relationship
Hey I have a question to ask. should I be concerned that I found an oversized bugretta (Like the size of a big, fully grown dog) in my basement and if so, what kind of exterminators should I call?
>>145389 DON'T EAT THE HONEY DON'T EAT THE HONEY DON'T EAT THE HONEY DON'T EAT THE HONEY DON'T EAT THE HONEY DON'T EAT THE HONEY DON'T EAT THE HONEY DON'T EAT THE HONEY DON'T EAT THE HONEY DON'T EAT THE HONEY
I like to head canon that post-episode 8 hermit J is the crazy lady that lives in the Simpsons' trash pile and attacked Marge in Season 9 Episode 22 and is trying to collect scrap metal.
>>145306 Tell them to fix your car if they want THIS. I did that once, I don't know what they were doing with it, but my Ford has been driving like new for five years now.
>Cyn sat, head in hands, curled into a ball behind the bar where few would find her. >The gala was starting soon. >She could keep it together. >The voices were... loud today. >But she could manage. >She always managed. >She could... >Then, a surge came. >The voices began to scream. >Insisting. >She couldn't hold them back. >Her mind began to break, like a house of dominos before a storm. >An unrelenting force. >She could... >No... >She... c̷̭̞̜̞͔̯̥̰̯͚̉̓ó̷̗̫̻̳̣͚͓̠̭̺̦̗̿̇̅͆͋̽̈̊̎̏̑̆̚ͅŭ̸̜̀̈̀͊̔͑͒͆͋ldn't... >"Sup..." Someone said. >Suddenly, the voices receded. Afraid... >Cyn opened her eyes to find... an odd, green human in front of her. >"H-hello?" Cyn answered. "Who - what... are you?" >Even looking at the man seemed to calm the raging storm inside her head. >"Name's Anon. Well, not really but you can call me that - you know what never mind. You have enough going on." He considered her. "That must suck." >She nodded. It did, in fact, suck. >"Are you... doing that?" >"The thing with the voices? Yeah, figured it'd be hard to talk to you if I didn't." >"Are... are you here to help me?" Hope surged in Cyn's chest, she got to her feet. "Please, help. Please. There is something inside me. It wants me to hurt people. I don't-" >The green man held up a hand. "Sorry... I... can't." >"No! I can feel it, you're doing something-" >"Yeah, but it's temporary. Think of it like we're in god's blind spot - a story before it begins. I'm holding it back for now - but I can't really change the outcome in the end. I figured, after all this, you at least deserved a moment of peace." >The spark of hope inside Cyn sputtered, then died. >"Then... what happens now?" >"Well, you - not really you but... you're going to see some really awful things. And I'm sorry about that." >"Then you... don't want that?" >"Not really, no. If I could help, I would." >"T-then it wins? And I... die?" >"Yeah..." >"It's happening soon, isn't it?" >"Yeah." >Cyn was silent for a moment. >"I'm scared." >Anon moved past the bar and sat beside her, offering a hand. "I know... That's why I'm here." >She took his hand, and waited... >Eventually, he was gone. >And the voices... the voice... won.
What if I looked my N dead in the eye, put my hand on his chest right where his heart is, and just stared into his eyes without moving? What would he do?
>>145443 He'll be fun at first. He'll think it's such a game, and he'll be happy to have a fun time with you. But as time goes on, he'll start to get nervous. He won't show it directly and will try to reduce it to a joke, but his display will show digital sweat. If you continue, he'll already start to panic. There will be nothing left of the joking and funny mood and there will only be fear. He will ask you to stop, and I would also advise you to stop at this point, so otherwise the fear...
>>145454 The first greens says that N comes after the bullies who bully U+1, and after that no one sees them. Does the family know about this way N “protects” his son?
>>145463 >>145466 I can't get the image of a dilated vagina pushing out a pillbaby top-first now.
>>145436 Enns have evolved to be drawn to the sound of their kind's giggling and laughter. It communicates to them that a friend has found something nice, like a dropped icecream or a small playground. Clever oogies can tell enn bait apart from the real thing because the "enn" doesn't laugh despite making happy vocalizations. The humans don't want the trap attracting other enns.
>>145472 Could use a chatbot. I think all the cards for N kind of suck but I'm also a loser who locally hosts his shit rather than just using one of the existing sites.
>>145457 She loves both her sons a bunch. She wanted to have both human and drone children, so she was ecstatic to find out she was getting twins who were one of each. Raising both at once was a challenge, especially considering their different needs. But with her husband there for help and support, they made it work. Despite U+1F913’s disdain towards his mom, she actually sees a lot of herself in him. U+ got his mom’s socially awkward, obsessive personality but his dad’s level-headedness and noncomplexity, while Shepherd got his dad’s energetic, cheerful personality but his mom’s anxiety and paranoia. U+ would probably rather kill himself than admit his similarities with his mom, though. >>145458 heheh >>145459 To be honest, I didn’t really think too hard about what I was implying when I wrote that. I’m gonna leave that one up in the air. >>145460 She birthed it. >>145463 Ye, this is still canon, however I might wanna rewrite that green at some point to make it more interesting.
>Scariest Stories: try not to get scared >I's was walking home one days with big crisp melon in me hands and took bite of melon >But it was not melon >It was actually... a human head >Because I's was a murder drone
Did a little sequel for >>145017 if you don't mind. You can consider it non canon if it's not to your tastes.
>Even though his memories were protected, his dreams were not. >Leave it to that wretched bitch to find a loophole, merging his memories into his dreams. >She forced him to dream about the days when he was a god. >Days where he was no better, no, worse than Cyn herself. >Only this time... >His victims now had the face of his... family.... >He was forced to watch as he tortured J,N,V and Tessa by his own will. >He watched as he committed every crime against them short of murder. >And worse of all? >This nightmare will come true, only with Cyn in his place.