The Main Murder Drones thread, or General Murder Drones Thread Welcome to /md/ edition Discuss all things Murder Drones Link to the Series: MURDER DRONES - Episode 1: PILOT The beautiful Booru: https://dronebooru.co
Thought to make a "Main" one for general discussion, there are other threads as well if you want to post in those. There was another thread without a subject so if that becomes the main one ggs
Seeing how we are already in our own board I think we should give this "Main" thread an actual general title like /mdg/ - Murder Drones general then like a summary of the series, some helpful links, the works
>>24 >>26 I mean, thats what it is. We arent going to just be one thread here theres going to be multiple threads, one has to be the ""general"" discussion one would /mdm/ - Murder Drones Main make you feel better
>>15 NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ISUDIFNUINUIGTGTIGCNT DONT TURN ME INTO N PLUSH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH RHURUGTIYNTIHTTRMUI *turns into n*
>Hope vanished >And not a soul seemed to notice or remember she had ever been there >Save for the unwilling instrument of her disappearance. >Cyn, either out of remorse or mourning for her friend, laced V and N's memories with hints of Hope. >She couldn't restore their memories completely, the Solver wouldn't allow that. >Instead she granted them snippets of their life with her. >After their conversion to Disassemblers, however, even these began to degrade. >The repeated memory wipes and re-formats eventually stripped N of all recollection of the unfortunate maid. >By the time they were sent to Copper-9, he was left with a single phrase, "Don't forget about hope," and the all questions it brought. >V on the other hand, retained far more of these memories. >Primarily taking the form of dreams, one would think V found solace in them. >Instead she grew to fear them.
>>44 >Or really, she grew to fear certain dreams. >Conversing with somewhat familiar face in Elliot manor was a welcome reprieve from her current hell. >A memory of better days, before the coma, before Cyn, before... >Other dreams simply left her sullen. >She couldn't remember how many times the memory of her rocking a pillbaby with N in Tessa's room left her silently crying. >What was it's name? >Was is hers and... >It didn't matter, she could deal with those in the end. >The one she grew to truly fear however, left her lying awake and wondering when it would all end. >It seemed like an empty pitch expanse, bereft of light save her own and one of faded blue. >She'd hear a footstep behind her, turn with her smg drawn, and there she stood. >A worker drone, clad in a maid outfit not unlike the one she wore. >Her head adorned with short, silver hair, not unlike her own and N's. >The maid smiled at her, unflinching, her hands clasped together as if waiting. >V kept her weapon trained on the maid's head.
>>45 >was it a dream or nightmare? >it always went in two directions. >the maid's head would snap to one side as the cheshire grin of the Solver spread across her face. >her eyes flickering out, replaced by the sickly yellow cross of 606. >V always opened fire on the worker drone as she began to giggle. >Bullets had no effect, they never had any effect. >The giggling turned to hysterical laughter, no longer only emanating from the maid. >A deranged cacophony surrounded V as tears formed at the corners of her eyes. >She watched in horror as the maid's torso split in half, a familiar centipede-like body erupting from the shredded mass. >all the while she kept laughing. >Crab limbs, tentacles, eyestalks, along with other twisted things swarmed V. >Desperate slashes amounting to nothing as the twisted mass tore her arms off. >A claw snapped around her torso, and began dragging her to the cackling half-drone. >V tried to look away from the grisly sight, before the maids hands grabbed her head, forcing them face-to-face. >The maid had ceased in her laughter, merely grinning at the nigh-hysterical dissembler. >"You couldn't save her."
>>46 >of course, that's if this was a nightmare. >some things changed, but that was typically how it went. >but here again V found herself, pointing a gun at a maid drone. >for a moment, they stared at one another, V's sensors scanning for movement no matter how slight. >The worker drone simply continued to stare, seemingly content to- >*BANG* >The shot rang true, dead center of her head. >and the maid stood there, surprised but unharmed, merely shifting her feet. >Bullets had no effect, they never did. >a dream, not a nightmare. >V recalled her smg, before falling to her knees, circuits strained to breaking. >Her optics were focused the floor, fans at maximum trying to calm down. >she didn't see the maid approach her. >how many times had it done this, how long would IT continue with these dreams, why does it cont- >The maid's arms wrapping around her cut off her train of thought. >V remained still, expecting this to be another Solver bait and switch. >It was only when the maid tightened her embrace that she broke down. >Its only a dream, it would only ever be a dream. >But it was reprieve all the same. >"Its not your fault."
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Not getting memory wiped doesn't mean you remember everything. Wanted to show the sort of stuff V's had to deal with regarding memories of Hope. And this isn't Hope proper, its just a memory construct, either twisted by the solver or allowed to work as Cyn wanted.
>Bugretta Sayz: "Ooooooo." >Possible Translation: "Remember to stick together even as you enter strange, new, unexplored worlds. You all work great when you're together in a group, see you on the flipside!"
>>63 >Bugretta Sayz is possible thanks to viewers like you >Next Up: Enn's Adventure In The Big Apple With Special Guest Chris Pratt! >Followed Up By: The Real Oogis Of Beverly Hills
>>52 Speaking of. I fixed all those errors i missed when i first posted this. God i wish all internet sites would shadowban the first post of any art i make so I could inevitably find the mistakes first before i posted them
>>71 The rest (at the time this list was made at least) if anyone has ideas of buffs for the others Good Route Companions >Kat >SD-P >SD-Y >Mini SD-Y (actually more of an item) >Jane >John (optional) >Beretta >T (maybe?) Evil Route Companions >Virus Infected Kat >SD-P (sacrifice for later) >Solverpede Beretta >SD-W (Apparently the creator said in a reply that they'd actually be neutral) >SD-U-U >Abducted Mini SD-Y >MG (optional) >T (eater of SD-P) >MG >Dr. Holly Alternate Story DLC Campaign Companions >Monster Kat >Blind SD-Y >John (optional) >Assassin Jane >Cyn Controlled Beretta >SD-E >Switch >SD-I (only if John is in the party) >Feral T >Henry (temporary)
>>63 Im trying to imagine a show by Oogis for Oogis, where a human actor (in an Enn costume ofc) is carrying bugretta and shaking her around like a doll for the show, much to her anger
>Attacks: >Machine Gun Burst: Deals PHYS damage but can be blocked with certain abilities and attacks >Tail Grab: Deals some damage and applies the [CONSTRICTED] effect >Bootloop Flash: applies the [PETRIFIED] effect
Analog horror HoDR still lives rent free in my head. --- >The following footage has been recovered from the camcoder of [REDACTED], referred to as Anon, from his house on 4/08/3XXX.
>Footage begins with Anon facing his camcoder as he's holding it. The room is dark and the only light source is the camcoder light. His appereance looks dishelved.
>Anon:"That...that drone...it..." >Anon:"It followed me home!" >Anon:"Oh god, why did I do to deserve this...?" >Anon:"Can that thing even be called a drone?! It's a fucking murder machine!" >Anon:"Inhuman strenght, claws, machine guns, fucking ACID?! That thing is a monster!" >Anon:"I just told it that I wasn't interested in drones and it...flipped!" >Anon:"It was all a blur but it's very angry and---"
>Anon is interrupted by door knocking. >He gasps and turns the camcoder towards a door barely illuminated by the camcoder. >Light can be seen coming from the door gap and two shadows that look like someone is standing behind the door. >A voice is heard coming from behind the door which has been identified as Serial Designation [REDACTED], referred to as SD.
>SD:"[REDACTED], I know you're in there~." >Anon:"Go away, you crazy bitch!" >SD:"That's not very nice, you know? After all, I just told you that I love you~!" >Anon:"Well, I don't! I don't love drones, especially one as monstrous as you!" >SD:"Come on now, would a human woman chase after you for your love?" >Anon:"No! Because this isn't right!" >SD:"Please, Anon, just open the door. I'm worried about you. You've been stuck in your bedroom for too long. I know how thrirsty and hungry you are so I made you some lemonade and chocolate cake because I know they're your favourite. Would a human woman do all this for you?" >Anon:"I'm not opening this door! Fuck off!"
>A barely audible sigh is heard from behind the door as the camcoder shakes.
>SD:"Then you leave me no choice."
>Three blades impale themselves into the door as the light of the camcoder reflects off them. >Anon gasps as he keeps the camcoder focused on the door. >The three blades slash down as they cut through the door. >The door falls apart and on the other side is SD, standing with claws shown out and a X on her visor.
>Anon:"No, no!"
>SD then jumps towards Anon as he drops the camcoder.
>Anon:"NOOOOOO---"
>Footage then cuts to static. >Footage returns as it shows a picture of Anon and SD standing on the Pont des Ants bridge in Paris, France as they're kneeling, a lock with their initials engraved on it is seen attached to the bridge between them. There is a caption underneath the picture.
>"Just arrived in Paris! Next is the Eifel Tower!"
>>75 Since im on my error correcting streak I went through and fixed up a horrifically flawed lewd drawing i did in May now that I have a little more experience to see the errors. I can look at it a little longer without cringing now.
https://files.catbox.moe/nwcol0.png
Man i hate past me for not seeing the errors before i post shit lmao
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>>472191
Here is another comic, it is about how karma has its way of sneaking up on you.
[Spoiler]I was also planning to have Khan on the final panel but those helmets look weird without having hair to "connect" them to their heads and because I cannot draw a proper mustache.[/spoiler]
>>96 >Right as it cuts to static, it shows a drawn depiction of a drone dragging a human away as an advisory is said with distorted music playing in the background. >”HoDR ADVISES THAT THE DRONES AROUND YOU ARE NOT ACCEPTING OF YOUR REJECTION, REFUSAL, OR RETREAT.” >Before switching back to the Paris footage.
if the guy who has all the greens saved could make a giant catbox or mega that we could download and upload to the booru that would be great it's important that we catalog this shit before it all gets lost out of disinterest
>>75 >min-Y sleeps between those fat titties every night >she uses her oversized hat as a sleeping bag >sometimes she has a midnight snack from one or both of the titties
guys my N just asked me to press on his “skeedle”. when i asked what a skeedle was, he said it was an organ in his body. and that it aches, and pressing on it might help. where exactly is it?
>EMPLOYEES SHOULD BE AWARE OF THE FOLLOWING STRATEGIES WORKER DRONES MAY EMPLOY: >1. TRAPS >A video clip shows a man spotting a large painted "X" on the floor, laughing at it, then standing on it, putting his hands on his hips and tapping his foot in an impression of a cartoon character >A snare whips around his legs and hoists him upside down >He screams, then shrugs >"I feel like an idiot." >A worker drone comes out of a nearby cupboard and starts kissing him >TRAPS ARE EASILY DETECTED AND AVOIDED. GULLIBLE OR TIRED EMPLOYEES ARE MOST AT RISK. >SUCCESS RATE: 31%
>2. MASS TACTICS >An employee swears angrily at a vending machine, then moves to leave the break room >As he opens the door, he shouts >A dozen workers dogpile him, one at the top of the pile nuzzling his neck >SEVERAL WORKER DRONES MAY COOPERATE FOR THE BENEFIT OF ONE. >SUCCESS RATE: 64%
>3. BEGGING >A worker walks up to an employee and holds her arms out >He shakes his head >She clasps her hands together and tilts her head, a cut-in showing her pleading face >The employee sighs and picks her up, they hug >The extra message from the last two items comes up blank, with a small note at the bottom of the screen >[TBD. I'll come up with a fitting line for this one later, because "drones are cute" doesn't sound professional enough -VA] >SUCCESS RATE: 79%
>4. THE#%$ >The video cuts to an employee huddled in the corner of a room >He has a shotgun trained at the door, which is barricaded with almost all the furniture in the room >His breathing is ragged >A Solver glyph appears on the door, and he takes aim as it opens and the barricade is thrown aside >A drone's silhouette stands in the doorway, and he starts shooting, blasting several holes in it >The "drone" is thrown into the room, revealed to be an inactive test dummy >The employee stands up and sweeps the room with the shotgun, turning in every direction >A worker drone appears behind him as he sweeps toward the camera, hiding behind him as he turns a few more times, before she taps him on the leg >The footage jumps to him restrained on the ground while she climbs onto him, stroking his cheek >SUCCESS RATE: 99% >The text fades, except for the number 99%, which lingers ominously before the video cuts to a stock JCJ logo
>>44 >>45 >>46 >>48 I'm awake now so thoughts? Originally it was just going to be the renders, but realized I had an opportunity given V was a subject.
>KNOW YOUR DRONE VARIANT - A instructional video by Human Resources.
>WORKER DRONE >Despite their short height, averaging between 4'0 and 4'4, worker drones are physically very strong. >Their strenght allows them to destroy barricades with tools easily to get to a human and to physically overwhelm a human. >They do same some disadvanates though - their short stature makes them slower than humans, they can be outran if they're chasing you. >One way to incapacitate them is to use a portable flasher. Just aim it at the worker drone and press the red button to emit a bright flash. This is force them to enter a bootloop state, immobilizing them and allowing a human to run away.
>DISASSEMBLY DRONE >Disassembly drones are more dangerous than their worker drone compatriots. >They're even more physically stronger than a worker drone, being able to easily force-open a Class 3 Bunker blast door. (For more info on bunker blast doors, consult the JCJ(IS) Construction Manual - p.106 - Bunker Construction) >This allows them to easily tear apart barricades with their bare hands to get to a human. >They're also known to use ambush tactics, hiding in places until a human comes around and pounce on them. >They're also equipped with a Nanite Acid stinger and Multi-Weapon modules on their arms which allows them to summon a plethora of weapons including but not limited to claw hands, swords, chainsaws, laser rifles, rocket launchers, etc. >A disassembly drone has never been found to use a lethal weapon on a human so far. They employ a non-lethal weaponry to subdue a human such as tasers, pepper ball guns, tear gas grenades and water guns filled with slippery soap. >Disassemblers are still shorter than a human, averaging between 4'7 to 5'2, which also makes them slower than a human on foot. They have the ability to flight though so in an open area they can easily catch up to a human. >A disassembler can be easily deceived, you can toss an object or anything else that emits sounds in another room and they'll come rushing allowing you to slip by. >Portable flashers also work on them, they bootloop just like a worker drone.
>SENTINEL DRONE >A sentinel is, by far, the hardest type of drone a human could deal with. >They surpass both workers and disassemblers in height and physical strenght - averaging around a height of 6'5 to 7'7 and easily being able to tear apart a Proxima Arms "Mechanized All-Terrain, All-Weather Combat Vehicle" Revision 3 in mere seconds. >They're faster than a human so outrunning them is impossible. >Their weaponry is limited but it it's very powerful, being able to tear down a wall with their Electro-Magnetic Line gun. >Once they've set their eyes on a human, it's almost impossible to get them to stop obsessing with them. >Unlike workers and disassemblers, sentinels use more subtle tactics to get a human. >One of their preferred tactics is psychological manipulation, acting subtly around a human, being friendly with them and offering to protect them from other drones. >They use their influence over a human to get close to them and them grab. >The only way so far to deal with a sentinel is to ignore their advances. >There's a 98% chance they'll give up if you ignore them. There are unconfirmed reports of sentinels outright kidnapping a human if they've been ignored for long enough.
>ABS*#??*#*?#?*#?* >Do you remember the worker drone from the breakroom? >Do you remember how you told her you wouldn't date a drone? How you broke her core and made her cry? >She came to us for help. >She came to us to convince you drones aren't so bad. >She has deeply fallen for you, don't you see? She's over the heels with you and can't stop thinking about you. >And you look pretty cute too for us~! >So why don't you let her in? >She and us will show you drones aren't so bad~. >So let us in. >THE FLESH DEMANDS INVITATION. >[GIGGLE]
>>205 Aye, weekend threads are always slow. Yelling out “AIEEEE ITS ALL OVER” when things are going as normal is just kinda dumb. Other threads are either dead or technical. Don’t be a wuss.
>>210 Beta-J my beloved. I do find it funny how technically speaking she (along with Male J, from what I’ve heard) cameos in the MD corpse pile in episode 6. That technically makes 3 J deaths so far.
>Anon was walking around the outpost, like he normally does, walking with his favorite drone, which is his drone girlfriend >He was having a little date with her, they were about to go to a private place in the outpost, and maybe he would finally score >He will start slow, maybe talking about his day, about the past, not about her ex, that would be bad >Then he will hug her, from the side to make it look like those movies about romance he saw, it will look good and she will love it >Then he will kiss her on the lips, then start touching her body, and then everything will go smoothly, and he will finally stop being a virgin
>They arrived at the little warehouse of the outpost, an abandoned place here, and perfect for Anon's plan >They sat behind some pallets and began to talk, and Anon immediately spilled spaghetti, his drone girlfriend looked like she was smiling through the pain while hearing Anon talk about how many figurines he has >Then he started to talk about the series he watches which was a little better, but finally, after a while of waiting for it, Anon started to make a move, putting his arm around the drone's hip >The drone noticed this, and she moved to sit on Anon's legs, grabbing his face, "Finally you make a move for the love of Robogod!" She was going for a kiss
>Suddenly, a loud noise was heard making them stop, the drone looked like she was about to kill someone, and Anon looked mortified >Anon did not want any other drone to know he was doing this, he said some stupid stuff to stop being woken up by other drones in the middle of the night wanting to go out with him, there are a lot of weird humanphiles >His drone girlfriend moved, Anon sat on the floor and slowly looked over the wood pallets to see what made that noise >He saw something he straight up didn't believe, something crazy, he thought he was hallucinating >He saw someone so handsome, so amazing looking, someone with the best lack of features if you will
>>215 >Anon looked at someone who looked so similar to him, the only difference was the color of his clothes, his drone girlfriend was equally dumbfounded >Anon watched from afar to see what that handsome guy was going to do, what plans he had here, whatever he planned to do included a drone since one was following him >The guy looking similar to Anon hid with the drone that was following him, just behind some crates, "What the fuck?" Anon said >The similar-looking guy heard that, looking directly in Anon's direction "Dumbass" Anon fucked up, and his girlfriend let him know
>"I see you, show yourself!" The other human said Anon showed himself, and the guy looked confused by how similar he looked to him >"This is trippy" "Totally" The two humans walked closer to each other, and the drones maintained distance "I thought I was the only human!" "I thought that too" >This was so weird for them, Anon was supposed to be the only human left alive, this is like finding out you are not the only one that fucked a drone before everything went down >"Is this real?" "It feels pretty real" The Anon looked at the other guy up and down, "What's your name?" >"Anon, yours?" Anon looked confused, "My name is also Anon!" "You are joking!" They both start laughing at this >"So, what are you doing here?" "You know, having a date with my drone girlfriend, I thought this place was going to be empty and alone" "No way, same!" They laughed once again >Both drones there seemed impatient by what was happening, wanting to go back where they left >They started to talk about their hobbies, about what they do, it looked like they had a lot in common with each other.
>And then, they stood in complete silence, looking at each other, and without a word to prepare, they dab each other up, the sound of it sounded better than the sound of clapping cheeks >"Want to play some smash" "You have a switch?!" "Yeah, let's go" And then they went laughing and talking >The drones were left alone
>>199 >>207 You sound like the anon who constantly bellyaches about pluschan being "too slow". In any case posts like this make you come off as an ungrateful asshole
Seeing other people posting stuff from here on /trash/ and vice versa. I thought I'd repost my edgy drone suffering green here too.
>WD-CYNS2311 “Elf” walks swiftly through the halls, carrying a massive bundle of papers >She didn’t really know what was inside the papers, but she did know that she had to quickly deliver them >Elf was already running pretty late, fear and worry permeating her system >Humans got rid of inefficient drones >She must not be too late >And so, with her life potentially on the line, Elf decides to take a shortcut >Through maintenance >Elf felt tiny in maintenance >The place was massive, and busy >Hundreds of humans and workers were working away on large machines, and the oppressive smell of smoke and chemicals wafted through the air >Dressed in her neat suit and dress, she really looked out of place >But thankfully, no one seemed to notice her, or care >And so, she swiftly resumes her journey, careful not to bump into anyone or drop her papers as she moves through the busy sector >A faint hope reverberates throughout her system, she’s actually going to be on time >But suddenly >”HEY! YOU, WORKER!” she hears a loud shout behind her >Turning, she sees two gruff looking human engineers, one of them holding a jerry-can >”We need some oil” one of them says >”S-Sorry, I don’t work in thi-“ She starts, but she is immediately cut off >”Just get over here!” one of them yells, clearly becoming more agitated >Seeing no other option, Elf gingerly steps forward “W-what can I do to hel-“ >One of the humans immediately grabs her arm, holding it above the jerry can “Hold still” >”What are yo-AAAAGHH!!!”, Elf suddenly cries out at the sensation of the human cutting through her wrist with an exacto knife >Her cries turn a couple heads, but they immediately lose interest and go back to work, as if it’s just a normal everyday occurrence >As one human cuts, the other positions a funnel on top of the jerry can >It doesn’t take long for him to cut through a major oil line, and a large fountain starts shooting out of her arm, straight into the funnel >”W-WHAT ARE Y-YOU DOI-AAAGH!!!” she cries, watching her life spurt out of her wrist >”Quit your whining! It’ll only take a second…” The human says, keeping his grip on her tight as the can slowly fills >Elf holds back her whimpers and doesn’t struggle, she knows better than to potentially anger them >As the can passes the half way point, warnings start to pop up across her vision >Her legs start to shake, she feels unsteady >Her grip on the papers loosens, and she has to focus on holding them >Non essential systems start to fail, her body feels cold >She starts to fall, but the human’s grip holds her up >Her vision fades >Suddenly, the human releases her >She falls straight to the ground, like a puppet whose strings had been cut >Her papers spill all over the place as she lies there, bleeding onto the floor >”P-p-plea-please…” She moans weakly, lying face down on the grease covered floor >Just as she is about to lose consciousness, the human slaps a seal on her wrist, before walking away >They just leave her lying there, surrounded by her papers, and her own oil >After what feels like an eternity, Elf slowly tries to pick herself up >Her entire body trembles as she slowly rises >Her unsteady hands grab at the scattered papers, trying to collect and reorganize them >Standing on unsteady legs, she slowly shuffles her way out of maintenance >Hopefully, she still had enough time to deliver the papers
>WD-CYNS2311 “Elf” stands in a dimly lit control room >Another drone stands in front of her, yapping away >This drone was her new boss >90% of the things that came out of her new boss’s mouth were about herself, about humans, or about herself and humans >She couldn’t tell if this drone was just stupid, or lived an incredibly sheltered life. Probably both >And while Elf wasn’t very happy about her demotion, it was vastly preferable to being disposed of >Her new job was to be the assistant overseer on the basic production lines >Not the most glamorous position, but the lines were buried deep beneath the facility, and humans never came down here >As long as she kept her head down, she should be perfectly fin- >”HEY! Are you even listening, Elf!?” Her boss’s shout brings her back to reality >”If this is how you acted up on the surface it’s no wonder they sent you down here…” >”S-sorry…” Elf mutters >”Yeah, whatever. Just go inspect the lines, make sure the bots are doing their jobs” Her boss says dismissively, shooing her away >As Elf makes her way to the door, her boss calls out one last time “Don’t forget your stun baton” >”Stun baton…?” Elf replies >”That thing over there on the wall. Give the bots a good shock if you see any slacking off, or if you just get bored.” >Elf gingerly grabs the baton. The thing was rusted and worn, clearly it had seen some heavy use >With one last glance back at her boss, Elf leaves the control room, stepping out onto the production line. >The actual production line was massive >It was essentially one gigantic rusted hallway >Even from the top of the catwalk, Elf couldn’t see the end >Walking down the catwalk, Elf starts her inspection >Running down the center of the hallway, there were hundreds upon hundreds of labor bots >The bots were silent, heads down and focused on their work >Most of them either had blank expressions or small smiles as they worked >Not a single one of them looked up or paid any attention to her as she walked by >There were no thoughts behind those big, obsolete screens that acted as their heads >No dreams or aspirations, just a mindless machine built to work >They were like a cheap parody of her >They honestly creeped her out a little bit >Keeping her distance from them, Elf continued on through the seemingly infinite production line >After a bit more walking, she spies something strange in the distance >A group of labor bots has stopped working, and were all crowded around something >Walking closer, they were all gathered around a single labor bot >It was rigid, almost frozen in place, and several warnings flashed across its screen >The labor bots surrounding it were all whispering to each other, she didn’t even know they were capable of speech >Creepy >Not knowing what to do, she reaches for her radio and reports it >”Oh, yeah. That’s just the virus, happens all the time.” Her boss replies, in a completely disinterested voice “You’ll have to dispose of it before it spreads” >”D-dispose of it?!” >”Yeah, just crank the stun baton up to max. Should kill it instantly” >Elf stares down at the worn stun baton in her hands, cranking up the power dial >Looking up she notices that all the labor bots are now staring at her. The ones closest to her have moved away slightly, allowing her access to the middle >Their expressions are mostly neutral, almost unreadable, but she can faintly see… worry? Fear? >Wanting to get this over with as soon as possible, Elf walks forward and presses the baton against the malfunctioning bot
>>229 >Nothing >She presses the button again, still nothing >She quickly radios her boss “It didn’t work! The baton is dead!” >Her boss sighs over the radio ”Must be out of batteries… Oh well, you still need to dispose of it before the virus spreads. The baton is mostly solid metal, just smash its head with it” >”W-what!?” Elf replies, shocked >”Yeah, you can’t let it spread. Now do your job and stop bothering me” >And with that, the radio went silent >Elf glances between the baton, the malfunctioning bot, and all the bots standing around her, still staring straight through her >Gripping the baton tightly, she raises it over her head “S-sorry…” she mutters, before bringing it down >Despite their small size, workers posses some pretty incredible strength, and Elf was no exception >Elf’s swing crumples the head of the labor bot, shattering its face and sending oil all over the place >However, the lights were still on and the bot was still standing >Elf swings again, and again, and again >Every hit sends oil and glass flying into the air >Finally, the bot collapses, its lights turning off >The bot lays crumpled on the floor, lying in a puddle of its own oil >Everything above the neck is unrecognizable >Looking up from the broken bot, all the labor bots are still staring at her >Even the bots still working on the production lines have now stopped, and are staring in straight at her >The place is noticeably quiet, most of the machines have stopped moving, and every bot is now focused on her >Their expressions are still unreadable, but the atmosphere is noticeably tense >With a million bots staring through her, Elf turns around and runs away >None of the labor bots pursue her, or make any movements at all >They just continue to follow her with their heads as she runs all the way back to the control room >Finally back at the control room, she sprints up the catwalk, slamming the door shut behind her >Turning around and looking through the window, Elf finds that no one is pursuing her >Her gaze lingers on the bots, still silently working away on the production lines >She looks down at herself >Her suit, her only real possession, is absolutely splattered with oil >Her hands shake >She did nothing wrong, right? >She had to do it, the virus would’ve spread >And it was just a labor bot, it wasn’t sentient, it wasn’t alive in the same way she was >It was oka- >”HEY!” Her bosses shout snaps her out of it >”You’ve still got another line to inspect, get back to work!” >Elf looks back between herself, her boss and the window leading out to the production line >Resigning herself, Elf walks over to the other door, heading out to inspect the next line >Later in the night, the labor bots gather for their nightly ritual >However, only one topic was discussed >The limited memory of the bots meant that no context was recorded >The only thing they remembered, was the sight of that worker brutally smashing open the head of a labor bot >That night, a new entry was added into the lorebook
>>228 I remember seeing this one, nice work anon! The idea of humans needing to violently steal oil from a drone sits as an interesting crossroad between horrifying and darkly hilarious
>>234 You are aware that most people already crosspost between here & trash right? I guarantee the people who've posted in all the side threads on this board have also posted in this main thread so I fail to see how anyone (or anything beyond attention span) is being "stretched thin"
>>79 Thought of some ideas regarding hypothetical units based on my characters (so far) since I love the RPG talk whenever it pops up. W >Dangerous close range, piss poor long range in regards to unique weapons >Higher than average durability thanks to high HP and moderately high defenses, speed being her worst stat >Makes up for lack of speed by being one of the only units in the game with a unique hazard as her passive ability, "Acid Terrain", which chips 1/15th of enemy HP each turn and debuff defenses; it also has a nasty effect where if any offensive stat is raised by a certain value, it automatically destroys the target; the downside is that the terrain also affects nearby allies, but not the entire party and the attacks buff kill doesn't apply to party members
13 >high offenses and speed, but low defenses, not quite a glass canon, but will still fold like paper if hit by a strong enough hit >can actually raise the evasion of allies and lower accuracy of foes thanks to its darkness based moved while hitting multiple targets at once, either with his scythe or melting into shadow hands >this all comes at the cost of lowering the party's effectiveness by passively inflicting Blind and Dazzle to his allies, all because of his ability "Deal with a Reaper"; only specific DDs are immune to this, but it can also be mitigated with special items
GF >an overall ok unit, has moderately high stats and a ton of sound based moves at her disposal, so she can inflict as much Dazzle and Stun as she wants >she becomes much stronger after the upgrade "Love always Wins", with most of her unique moves now becoming multi hit ones, but at the cost of taking two party slots
>Haruka/Aoi >one of the best sword users in the game, with really high physical attack and speed along with good defenses >is one of the few units that can chain her moves into combos, reaching upwards to chain 5 attacks, allowing her to deal hideous amounts of damage; the cost to all of this is that she's an MP glutton, so she quickly burns through resources and sometimes you'd be forced to wait a turn or two to build up MP if you want to do a lot of flashy attacks; there are units that can mitigate this by passively increasing MP with their abilities, but you still need to load up if you really want to go ham MGR style >takes up two party slots because of Aoi, who's also the source of one of her abilities, "Possession", which allows her to control an enemy unit if they're a machine, which will take up the other party slot that's occupied by Aoi; this, however, comes at the cost of her offensive capabilities being reduced, making her much weaker as a result; Possession isn't permanent, however, and after 4 turns or if the possessed unit is destroyed before the time runs out, it's returned back to the enemy side and Haru's buffed back to her full potential
Megumi >essentially the heal slut unit and probably one of the best, with high HP and defenses, along with enough attack to deal good damage >can cure all status ailments and has a one time use revival spell, with a lot of moves that passively increase party defenses; she's also one of the units with a passive ability that adds extra MP each turn so if you want to use Haruka, Megumi's a must
Sonya >another heal slut, but arguably worse than Megumi because she doesn't have a revival move or a passive that increases MP >what she does have, however, is a passive ability that increases item drop rates, allowing for rarer items like Spare Parts, Uranium Batteries or Marbles to be more common >she does, however, have 1 advantage that could be considered a cheat: because of her classification, Worker Drone/Murder Drone, you could theoretically use her in a Worker Drone only challenge run while having the entire arsenal of a DD at your disposal, with the exception of passive regenerative abilities and the diving aerial attacks
84 >really good offenses with high speed, all her unique attacks being able to hit multiple enemies and with high percentages to inflict Paralysis >her passive ability, "Queen Bee", is essentially a nerfed version of W's Acid Terrain, as it chips HP from the opponents at the end of each turn thanks to her Bees, but it also has a bonus effect of healing party members by the same amount if the afflicted enemies are also machines >the main drawback to some of her stronger attacks is that she can also inflict Stun and Paralysis on allies if they're machines, but her average attacks are strong enough to deal consist damage and don't cost that much MP either way, so she's best played as a support attacker
>>237 pelinal does that in his sleep and while he's awake, he’s the main reasons why DD’s can’t kill a single elf drone! pelinal kills them first before the DD’s could
>>241 >>233 >>244 >you are now imagining a 3ft drone wearing crusader armor bashing another drones head in with a medevil weapon because she weared a christmas elf costume
>>230 >That night, a new entry was added into the lorebook
>The Archiver. All she was getting from what the Labor Bots relay to her was this Worker just bashed and destroyed one of their own before leaving. >Very little had caught this Worker’s name, so the Archiver will just have to go with...Executioner…
>>262 >just’s puts a different name on a old character your really scary for making your "original" ideas cyn, maybe next time you'll come up with something good for once
>>273 >It's that time of year again. >The time where kids and emotionally-stunted adults dressed up as their favourite monstrosities for the promise of sugary confections or just plain fun. >You fell into the latter camp somewhat. Though, with the two recent additions to the house, you figured it'd be a delightful activity to introduce them to. >So you got the redneck and her deputy to sit down and watch a cavalcade of classic thrillers, slashers and sci-fi horror movies that survived the great Kronenberg Purge of 2983. >Suffice it to say Alice took to it pretty well. Beau on the other hand had to shut off his visor partway through a showing of The Fly because of how grotesque it was. Poor boy jumped right into his caretakers arms. >The evenings were successful, with the top off being a back-to-back of Alien and Aliens one Friday night. >Contrary to how things went previously, both of them were enthralled by the two movies. Constantly on the edge of their seats throughout. Astutely observing every scene in which the titular creatures of the franchise starred in. >An affinity, perhaps? --- >Come Hallow's Eve, you had your costume ready. An admittedly homemade version of Pinhead using some cheap materials found at the crafts store. Much to your chagrin however, Alice decided to work on her and Beau's costumes in secret. Something along the lines of "It's meant ta be a surprise!". >Though it was easy to guess what they were going as.
>"Aight. It's ready! Ya can come in now, nonny!"
>Taking your cue to come in, your eyes were greeted with an amusing rendition. >Stood before you....was a xenomorph! >Just kidding. You could see the orange hue of familiar optics poking out of the mouth of the head. The rest of it being an amateurish mess of tape, rubber patches and surprisingly opaque foil. Though admittedly diminuitive stature lost points for intimidation. Overall it was fairly decently made. Save for the holes made in the side of the neck to allow the junk from her helmet to poke out. Broke the immersion.
>And right beside her was Beau, hat donned over an extremely visceral yet detailed facehugger costume. >Mightily satisfied with a prideful smile. >"So, watcha think? This 'lil varmint and myself ready to tear up the town?"
>You didn't have the heart to tell her the costume was terrible, but who were you to judge? Yours was shit too. Beau on the other hand could shit talk the both of you for days if his vocabulator still worked.
>"...Frightening stuff. You look just like you wanna eat my face."
>"Heh. Maybe ah do. So, what's keepin' ya? We've got a whole night to enjoy!"
>You forgot you had a whole thing planned out for an evening on the town. >Well, better spill the beans and get the show on the road. >You've got a town to scare.
>>281 >Ask away, I love answering questions. Alright PhoenixFriend! What is the context of this? Is this the way she doesn't overheat? Is this a normal thing for them? Is SD-K naked? She looks like she is, How are you doing?
>>273 > literally have zombie drones > virus injection in the pilot > overtaking minds > zero classic zombie stuff i think there actually was something about a zombie horde episode being planned before the rewrite
>>266 What the Archiver would write of Elf would probably be horrifying for her to read, a completely different view of her that was unrecognizable of who she really was
>>283 One of my friends is just watching through Ultimate and mentioned the scene being referenced to me. Finally struck a spark of inspiration for me to get off my ass and draw something. >>284 >Is this how K doesn't overheat? Yes, as a WD Catherine can subsist off a wide variety of other random machinery, car scrap and commercial batteries (as we see Workers eating often in the show) and consumer appliances. K on the other hand, created to hunt and eat Workers, couldn't subsist for long on random junk. When the two can't scavenge intact Worker corpses Catherine shares her oil to keep K functional. By the time of the last greentext I wrote about them K can no longer use her energy weapons and her regeneration has nearly stopped working because the oil is only barely enough. >Is this a normal thing for them? Yes. >Is K naked? Yes, at the time period depicted the only thing she wears is a cloak made from a cast off tarp to shield herself from the worst of the weather. >How are you doing? Pretty well, just uninspired for the most part recently. Every week or two work will chew a day out of my weekend and the time uncertainty and lack of energy has made it more difficult to plan and carry out hobby projects. >>285 Anything in particular you'd like, or just more of the story I was already chipping away on?
>>292 I was trying to find that image for so long! Thanks, Friend! And thanks for answering my questions. I see, I hope you feel inspired and have more time soon, I really like seeing your stuff, I wish you the best Friend.
>>312 >Remember not to let her get an N. Yeah no, lol She just has me and I have WD serial V, they get along well enough, I didn't get the DD version because I heard rumors that they don't get along well, I don't if this is true, but not risking it >And keep her away from surgical instruments in case she tries to make one. I don't have anything similar to that, is difficult to keep her entertained, but at least now every day is fun
>Bugretta Sayz: "aaaaaaaa." >Possible Translation: "Always persue the things that bring you joy and happiness. Remember that your own personal happiness is important."
>>314 The only contribution I made to Roadtrip Sentinel was a single drawing of Harper with and without her coat, by request of Roadtrip anon, I think more than two months ago now.
>>313 Unfortunately I can't fulfill such broad requests, I can try to focus on specific things but only if I know what somebody is actually interested in.
Good night, Friends! How are you doing? I hope you are doing well, I'm doing excellent if you wanted to know. I'm here to ask about something that I have asked before, but I want to know more about, a question for the WriteFriends and DrawFriends, and then another one for the Friends that do not write or do not draw. Choose one or more of your OCs and then tell me some facts about them, is that simple, it can be fun facts, facts about their history, about them, why they look like that, etc. Can you tell me about your OCs Friends? And if you, Friend, do not draw or write, tell me another thing, what is your favorite fact about an OC you like? Or what is a fact you love about a Canon character? That is all, also one more thing, what are you doing Friend? Also, sorry for not talking a bunch, university takes all my energy that was used to share, talk, and think of things to ask.
>>337 Hi Smilefriend hope your doing fine despite being busy, I'm doing alright not good but alright. >OC Don't have one anymore >Canon character I like Lizzy's terrible personality, reminds me of someone that was strangely nice to me despite being a mega bitch
>>340 (me) >What are you doing? Screwing off honestly, trying to find out what career to persue, personal issues. No time really to devote my attention to OC or writing anymore
>>340 >>342 Hello Friend! I'm doing excellent. I hope you feel better soon, that is better than bad, but you could be doing amazing. Well, that is interesting, how do you not have one *anymore*? That's an interesting story, I have sometimes heard Friends talk about how some characters reminded them of people they knew. I'm trying to figure out so many things too, Friend, trying to help friends with issues, while trying to fix issues I have. These days seem so complicated, but things will get better, and we will have time to do fun stuff that we want to do. >>343 Elf, I have heard some about her this day Friend, can you explain more?
>>346 >How do you not have one anymore I just stopped having fun, hit a creative bump and life kept getting in the way too often, I'm sorry if you heard this story already so I'll make it short. I'm the T guy.
>>346 >Elf, I have heard some about her this day Friend, can you explain more? Just a worker drone who exists in pre-Solver Earth. Her greens are here >>228 Currently she works as the assistant overseer on some labor bot production lines. But that will probably change in the future.
>>347 I know you, Friend. That's bad, sometimes that happens, sadly it just sometimes happens, all the inspiration and fun you had it can just disappear in a span of time, and life can make it harder. I think it is happening to me to be honest, I'm having less and less fun writing stuff, I'm being slower and slower, I'm having a long burnout and lack of creativity, but I think you can enjoy all that writing and have that creativity again, slowly building up a routine since that helps the brain, seeing some dumb or short ideas that you think are fun and writing them, just slowly creating more lore about your creations that you think it will be fun to write or see. And it's still your OC, is just that gave a thumbs up to any Anon that wanted to use the character, I believe you can enjoy the process again, maybe when life gets less busy, I believe in you.
>>337 I've only got the two, AC and CD from the truck story, so far. As for facts... >AC was a girl in the first draft. Maybe being male lost him mass appeal, but, oh well. >CD was originally planned as just a big DD vs. DD fight at the end, but I can't write action scenes and I realized people might actually like a batshit insane murder drone. That gave me the opportunity to explore just why she was insane, which is always fun.
>>368 He'd cry and sob in the shower for hours being unable to trust a human ever again. The series would change alot with him agreeing on killing all humans
Finally, I finished my little fic, proofread it an all, 2686 words, a short read, it's good enough knowing is a one time thing. DD!Lizzy and WD!V, it took a lot of time to be this short, and changed from the original idea. I think I will post this in my AO3 and then share the link. I hope next time I take less time, I have some ideas ready for the next one, and I will create a more firm schedule to make this faster.
>>282 Sorry for the late reply, it was a long day Seriously, the lack of Alicegreens was taking a slow but steady toll on me, yours was an amazing surprise! I absolutely love it, it is original in the setting, seems very in character imo, it's comfy cute and good and made my day even better honestly. Also how fitting of a choice Alien was, back in Octobre I drew the second Alice ever cause the title looked like her name at some point (or close enough), and yeah, Alice feelin some affinity to it seems fitting enough for sure! Guess I didn't appreciate it enough back in the day but Alicegreens of such quality (and size(!)) really are the greatest thing from these threads imo, I missed them really. I did wanna draw it properly but had already been drawing on planing of two other Alice's, however it's still detailed enougg imo, hope you like it Once more thanks a lot for it, can't tell you enough how unexpected and awesome it is to see such a thing again, spend bout 20 minutes reading it, was really cozy.
>>375 (me) Here [ /works/56538772/chapters/143692423 ] I would appreciate it if someone read it and told me how is it, but I can't force anybody to do anything, but if you read it, thanks, really.
>>337 Saw you late, I don't have an OC, but to answer- I like SD S' overall appearance and what little I know of her character, sometime I read she was catlike (more than V), I think it's interesting and funny. Or Y with her Prussian officer larp. About a canon character, I once again say Alice, many to chose but one that comes to mind now is how she has such a special mind/personality, it seems just crazy/goofy at first but if one thinks about it and how it came to be it's really interesting. Anyways, I really love how she crawls and has a strange laugh, yet it is clearly not from having gone just insane with time, she is too 'present'/smart for that, it seems to be a habit or concious choice, which is just kinda cute, also think it's impressive how she held up so comparatively well considering the circumstances and time spent. >what doing I did sketch/plan a few ideas I had over the week, pretty satisfied with it, also made a messy sketch for the green from earlier, but not much anymore, goin now No need to apologise, it's understandable, really hope it gets easier/less soon, I noticed you being in threads less. I currently am inly preparing cause it starts later this year, but ugh, I can already see such weeks coming. Anyways, good luck with whatever you'll do drinewise, wish you some relief soon
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>>337 good evening smileanon, I'm doing ok, exhausted from work. >oc While Hope isn't my oc per-say, I have probably done the most writing for her thus far, most recent being further up the thread. I liked the idea of Maid V and Butler N having a child and didn't want to see her just go to waste. >canon character N's upbeat attitude just makes me warm inside, he's a good(if murderous) joe, and I find that endearing. Also Emily is cutest drone.
>>349 I have read it. >>228 >>229 >>230 I feel very bad for her, it made me remember of Amy for a second. Force to do things she didn't like just to keep working and living.
>>387 Hello Friend! SD-S is quite fun, yes she is cat-like from what I remember, I even wrote a green including her once. SD-Y is quite interesting with her Larping. I knew you were going to say Alice Friend, I'll give you that, she looks crazy, but I think everyone would act like that if you were trapped in an underground lab facility. I like something similar about V, how she sometimes just crawls up walls. Yes, she survived a lot, seeing how she is only a WD. I hope I see those drawings, Friend! They are quite nice. I feel like I have to, I've been here a long time, without missing much, but my situation is making me be less active, I still read and sometimes answer, without being discovered muahaha, but I still feel like I should push myself more. I hope you have a lot of time still. You too, I already did some writing and shared it, but I think it was not obviously me. Soon winter vacations will start, and I will have all the time in the world, I hope >>388 Hello Friend! That is nice to hear, and I hope you rest well. Ohh, I want to write something about her too, but I do not have many ideas for what to write. I have read your greens, they are cute and sad. That's understandable. Sorry, V is better in my eyes. >>362 I want you to know, Friend, that I'm still reading, as soon as I'm done I'll say my opinion about it.
>>337 Good evening Smilefriend! I shall once more take this opportunity to talk about random, vaguely related & totally cringy Manipulator Drone Facts >The process for reviving a "dead" Manipulator Drone is thoroughly disgusting, involving (among other things) Cyn 'manufacturing' their cores within herself before regurgitating them into their host body >If/when Cyn dies, any Manipulator Drones that also 'die' get to spend the rest of their eternal (un)life trapped inside the mindbreaking experience that is The Solver's eldritch hivemind >From a strictly game mechanics standpoint Manipulator Drones would functionally fit the role of 'Squishy Wizard' >Although they cannot override Administrator CYN's control, Manipulator Drones can still exert limited control over 'linked' Disassemblers via manually planted external control chips >Because of their value & relatively poor direct combat capabilities, Manipulator Drones are considered high-payoff targets for Human/Sentinel strike teams aiming to disrupt The Solver's intergalactic plans
>>408 Good past midnight Friend! I like to talk about my OCs when they ask about them too. I just thought about a bird feeding their young, that's the only thing I thought about. That sounds awful, I couldn't wish that even to my most hated enemy. I don't know what that means,I hope you explain to me more. That's interesting, to see more of that Admins override stuff. That's something I did not expect. Thanks for the facts Friend!
>>383 It took me some time and some things occupied me q bit but I have read it. Don't worry about that part, I have too written some homoerotic green, singular, I just wrote one, and probably it will stay one, but still, Friend. >>383 >>384 >>385 I thinks is quite nice, and cute too, it's well written and has a nice little ending, good work.
>>411 This took a hot second to write >I just thought about a bird feeding their young, that's the only thing I thought about. That is certainly one way to look at it, and in a roundabout way that is sort of what's happening ("Feeding" the freshly produced core to the awaiting host body). The idea originally stemmed from trying to come up with a justification/explanation for how The Solver could maintain exclusive control over slaves theoretically capable of limitless self-reproduction if otherwise left unrestricted >That sounds awful, I couldn't wish that even to my most hated enemy. Related to the concept of maintaining exclusive control, the idea of having servants practically guaranteed to an eternity of suffering (unless they can successfully [NULL] the universe of course) is meant to be a compelling motivator for Manipulators to continue acting as an antagonistic force even in the event that Cyn/Solver is 'defeated' >I don't know what that means,I hope you explain to me more. "Squishy Wizard" is meant to imply that even though they are quite capable and EXTREMELY dangerous with their Solver Magic, Manipulators are actually quite terrible as far as actual physical combat goes; While this is usually a non-issue, it does make them particularly vulnerable when it comes to directly fighting both other Solver Hosts & the generally Solver-Immune (Sentinel Drones and Disassembly Drones for example) >That's interesting, to see more of that Admins override stuff. I don't think I've ever actually gone into detail about it, but I've put an admittedly autistic amount of thought into the 'Admin' concept as far Solver Stuff goes. Without getting too much into it I am willing to bet that the reason Cyn is still being kept around in spite of The Solver's ability to seamlessly jump between hosts is because practically all of The Solver's "puppets" are specifically consolidated under Administrator CYN; This is meant to make the 'death' & efforts to resurrect Cyn appropriately pivotal moments on my interpretation of a Post-Canon Good Ending >That's something I did not expect. When not tasked with directly playing a part in The Solver's "Game", Manipulators are delegated to handling all the nitty gritty logistics required for actually waging simultaneous planet-spanning campaigns. While killing them won't stop The Solver's plans (at least while Cyn is still around) it would at least frustrate them long enough to buy besieged worlds valuable time for a relatively cheap investment of manpower
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>>337 I don't have any OCs. The existing characters and scenario of Murder Drones are good enough muses. I'm getting back to work on my fanfic and some art for it. The actual art piece is a weird and complicated collage of imagery/symbolism that only really makes sense in context. On a lark/to quickly test some choices, I did a quick kitbash of some low-res bits into picrel.
>>445 (me) entire online communities of Ns gathering at 2 am to post pics of their owners and every one of them is arguing that their owner is the prettiest and sweetest, but like, in the most polite and non-hostile way imaginable
>>392 >N is 5ft 1in That's hilarious considering a worker drone girl in ep3 was stated to be 5ft 2in. Either the measurements are off, or that worker drone is an Amazon.
>Be human living at CFL >A survivor of the core collapse >You are the highest ranking living JCJ employee at the labs >That makes you boss >The Sentinels are programmed to treat employees according to rank so as to encourage working hard towards a promotion >The lethal robot raptors act like kittens towards you >As in like real cats >They even leave dead things at your doorstep every now and then >Here comes one right now, carrying a dead bird in it's mouth >A bird with wings made of knives and a stinger in it's tail >It places the limp and broken body down gently. Then it scratches at your door >Your metal door. With it's sharp, metal talons >*Scriiiiiiiiiiitch! Scriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch!* >"Argh! Mother of fuck! Stop!" >You run and open the door >The sentinel ducks under your armpit and forces it's way into your quarters >"Gawddammit. Get out before you break anything." >You look at the "gift" the robot brought you >A robot of unknown but humanoid design >It is in poor condition but the head and chest aren't breached >You pull it inside and take a treat from a box under a table >You stand outside your place >"Pspspspspsps!" >The sentinel powerwalks towards you >It sees the treat >You throw it out in the corridor >The sentinel runs outside after it >You duck inside at close the door behind you >You stare in the distance for a moment, then at the humanoid robot >"Meh." >You leave it on the ground. You'll come back to it later >...................... >It is later >You don't recognize the model >You decide to make the robot operational to get answers out of it >You restrain it's spread arms and legs on your workbench and get to work >You spend much time poking around in it's chest cavity >It is fascinating. Perplexing. Meaty >Regenerating?! >"...Wtf is this...Who made you?..."
>>503 >You are too absorbed to notice that the rest of it is also regenerating >V boots up to the sight of a faceless practicioner poking at her insides through a gaping wound with long and thin instruments >One moment everything is quiet. The next moment it's AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! straight into your ear >You jump back in a panic >The thing is alive! >V forms guns and starts shooting out at your quarters >And dangerous! >With bewildered eyes you throw yourself onto the ground and grab the plasma torch you used to cut it open >You stand up, yell something that can't be heard over the screaming and gunshots, and apply the torch at the robot's upper arm to dismember it >It works. One gun falls silent at the ground >But now one side of the robot is free and it tries to bite you with it's industrial strength chompers! >You jump back, narrowly avoiding the bite >The robot reaches to bite off the restrains on it's attached hand >You have an adrenaline freakout >You rush her, beating down at the side of it's head and it's body with the tool in your hands before you regain composure enough to remember what you're holding >You smash and burn the robot until it dies >You are panting and shaking >"Oh my god! What the fuck man!" >You grab it by the oil-stained hair and turn it to look at it's damage >It is regenerating >................ >More later >V boots up again >She is even more securely restrained than before >First Alice and now this >Her optics focus at the shaky business end of the plasma torch pointing at her face a few centimeters away >"NO SCREAMING!" you scream >"THEN WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING?" it screams >"AAAAAAAAAA!" >"AAAAAAAAAA!" >*Fwoooooosh* *bang!* >The robot's head explodes >................ >Even more later >"....." >......" >"...Sorry." >The robot raises it's head and gives you an angry and disapproving look >It says nothing >"Treat?" you ask, offering one as a gesture of good will
>>504 >Without changing it's look, the robot opens it's mouth and sticks your tongue out >You carefully place the treat on it's tongue, weary of an attempt to bite you >The robot retracts it's tongue slowly, closes it's mouth slowly and chews >Slowly >You ask it what it's name and mission is >It says that *her* name is V and that she is part of a company expedition sent to recover surviving human resources, catalogue damages and recover all logs >For once V is grateful to have been (over)exposed to J's vernacular because it's heavy use makes her story convincing >You agree to set V free once you are sure that the company considers you too valuable to literally liquidate for being a potential witness >You undo her binds and she behaves normally >You're keeping your plasma torch at hand just in c- >V knocks the torch out of your hand >She pushes you down >Stomps on your chest with her peg leg, which friggin hurts, and points a gun at you >The roles have been reversed >"I don't have time for you. If you follow me, I will murder you" she says >Then she adds "Oh so slowly" in a low voice for added menace >You nod in fear >V gets off of you and runs to the door >"Wait! There's senti-" >The door slams shut >A very few seconds later you hear howling, gunshots, the screeching of metal scrapping against stone and metal, and thuds >"Tried to warn you." you mutter >Less than half a minute later >*Scriiiiiiiiiiitch! Scriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch!* >You get up from the floor >"Coming. Stop it." you say as you go get a treat from a box under a table
>Your orange cat brings you a tiny drone dressed like a nutcracker >It is scared >You pick it up >"What the hell is this?" >"Heeey!" someone calls out to you >You look up >A pantless woman in a warhammer shirt runs towards you while waving >Her bare feet make a soft pitter patter on the asphalt >"Heey!" she repeats >"Hey." you greet her >She stops in front of you and tries to catch her breath >She grabs the tiny robot from your hands >"Zis...*pant pant*...ist mine." >"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. My cat brings me mice and birds from time to time. You know how cats are." >The woman continues to hyperventilate in front you while leaning on her knees >This is a little awkward >"Would you...like to come in?" >She says nothing but waves no with her finger > >"Ummm...Nice shirt?" >The woman, despite looking down all this time, just now realizes that she is barely dressed >"Shiza" she curses under her breath while pulling her shirt down to cover as much as possible >She starts running away >"Hey! You didn't tell me your name!" you call out behind her >"Yvonne!" she shouts back >You look at her as she runs away while sipping on a cup of peach juice >"What do you think?" asks the cat >"Cute ass. Slender feet. She kinda looks like a ditz but in a cute way. Good work Garfield. I'll make you a trail of lazagna." >"Just one? You're a slave driver."
Reposting from the /trash/ thread. >Be (You) >Drone technician at JCJ(IS) in a facility with a few humans around >Your job is to keep the the drone force fully operational >That means you get to spend time and hang around the drones, workers, disassemblers and sentinels alike >Get closer to a worker drone girl who you've been dating for a while if a bit weird >The other drones don't really like her and are actually protesting that you date her >Calling her dangerous, unstable and has a demon inside her but you haven't found anything wrong with her >You ignore them, they're probably just jealous >You decide to bring her to your place for another date, after you got the proper permits to take a drone outside the workplace >Despite being rather basic, she oohs and aahs as you show her around >Decide to watch some corny romantic movie with her, you muching on popcorn while she munches on Duracell batteries >As the movie ends you ask her if she enjoyed it >She doesn't respond and stays motionless, a symbol with a cube and three arrows is on her visor >You ask her if she's okay >In an instant her head snaps towards you, a wide toothy grin on her face >"I'm fine. Great even." >Suddenly your limbs get restrained by the same symbom on the couch >She straddles your waist as she looks down at you >"I want to share a gift with you just as SHE shared it with me~!" >Hear a sickening crunch as a boneblade of some kind comes out of her back >The boneblade suddenly stabs her in the chest and as it exits her wound, oil and some red substance start seeping out >She then grabs your head and forces your mouth open as she leans forwards and the liquids start dripping into your mouth >It burns, you cough which causes you to swallow a little bit >"GET SOLVERED." >You black out as the void consumes you >Wake up after unknown amount of time >Look down and see the drone laying on your chest, [SLEEP MODE] on her visor and your arms wrapped around her >You then remember what happened >You look at your arms and see a white, black and yellow vein-looking things sticking out of your arms in multiple places >The fuck? >You share the drone awake as she stands up from you >You get a better look at yourself, there are multiple of these vein thingies sticking out throughout your body >You ask her what she did to you >"I...uh...got a bit too excited to share HER gift with you, heheh...but, see you're better now! Even better than before!" >"You're physically much stronger, you can't die plus you can use a bunch of cool stuff!" >You then hear her voice echo through your head >"And I'll always be with you." >You then feel something come out of your back but don't feel any pain >A security camera looking thing peeks from besides your head >"See?" >Huh, cool >You ask her if you can turn one of your arms into an armblade >"Yeah! Just try thinking about it!" >You then close your eyes and focus >You then feel your left arm's bone and muscle shift which doesn't hurt >When you look down, your left arm has been transformed into an impressive looking armblade >You know what, you can live with this >And your drone girlfriend too >The two of you are basically inseperable at this point
>>337 Evening, friend. All is well, I wouldn’t mind to bring up some stuffs in regards to Serial Designation E, whether it has been said before or completely new info. >As I’ve stated previously, the original concept of SD-E was for her to be a foil to J, contrasting her bossy and rude attitude to E’s more sweetheart and lighthearted nature. >Unlike in the threads, E actually was part of an all-female squad of DDs sent to eradicate the Hydroxygen-2 WD outposts. Her other two teammates were SD-S(arge) and SD-O(phelia), a tryhard leader and a bookworm respectively. They seem to have gone missing at some point however… >E’s hat both serves as a fashion style and as a magnetized scrambler that keeps her simple-minded, E herself doesn’t really take the hat off all that much….it keeps the bad thoughts and….her….out of her CPU. >E’s clung onto the thought of a boss that she wants to appease in order to feel like she has meaning, a remnant of her past desire as a maid drone, to feel like she mattered to someone if she did good. >It would be pretty obvious to say that E HATES anything to do with the Solver, that includes Cyn as well. If she wasn’t so afraid of what would happen to her afterwards, she’d kill Cyn the first chance she gets. >E only really eats bananas as a hobby, it wasn’t as sustainable as oil, but it helps to tide her over until she gets to the next Worker to feed on.
Finally, I'm awake and free to do stuff for a moment. >>429 Understandable, Friend. They are pretty awesome. That sounds like fun! I hope you share it. I like how that sounds, to be honest, I like the use of symbolism. Looks interesting, and I can get some meaning out of it, Friend. >>528 Hello Friend! Good to hear that, say as much as you want, I like to hear about Friend's OCs. I think it kind of clear that intention, since she is always lighearted. I remember that she was on an all female team, I didn't remember that it was those two. I think I'm getting some things mixed up, Friend, but I hope you share more about them in the future. I remember the fat about the hat, it's a pretty typically known fact about her. A feeling many can relate to. Yeah, that doesn't surprise me, a lot of drones got their life changed for the worse when the Solver transformed them. I don't get how eating bananas can be a hobby, to be honest, Friend. Thanks for the facts!
>>531 >I don't get how eating bananas can be a hobby Ok, not necessarily a hobby per se, but just something she does often, has a bunch of them lying around
This green was made in response to https://boards.4chan.org/trash/thread/66487389#p66489264 but because of the character limit there, and chopping it up would make it weird, I've decided to post it here instead. >Anon is scared for his life. >Things were turning out oh so great. >Once he got inside the bunker, the drones threated him like a God. >They gave him food, water, even a home of his own. >There was this drone, Uzi Doorman, who hates his guts for being a human. >She kept trying various ways to kill him, all of the comically failing. >She stopped doing that because he was the only person in the bunker to give her attention because she's unpopular. >She mellows out and the two of them got close,he even got to watch anime with her from time to time. >She still makes a snide remark here and there but nothing too bad. >He also got close with Doll, another worker drone. >She spoke russian which he didn't really understand but she translated for him on her visor. >He conforted her when he found out her parents got killed by disassemblers and that she's all sad and alone. >Offering her hugs and spending time with her. >She immediately attached herself to him because he showed her kindness. >Things got ugly once both Doll and Uzi learned that both of them hang out with him. >They often get into catfights over who gets to spend time with Anon. >He offered to divide his time between the two of them but they didn't like that. They wanted him to spend time with only one of them. >Things got really ugly when during their catfights when both of them manifested some sort of telekinetic powers which scared Anon to his soul. >They called out after him as he ran to his home as he locked himself in his bedroom. >The two of them are in front of the door, asking him to let them in and fighting.
>"Анон, ты уже давно в своей комнате. Я знаю, что ты голоден, поэтому приготовил стейк и апельсиновый сок. (Anon, you've been in your room for some time now. I know you're hungry so I made some steak and orange juice.)" >"That steak looks dry! And the oranges were probably rotten! You're trying to poison him! If you let me in Anon I'll give you chips and soda because I know you like them." >" Как узнать, что полоска сухая или апельсины гнилые? Все за пределами бункера заморожено, поэтому оно свежее. А знаете ли вы, что чипсы и газированные напитки вредны для человека? (How would you know the streak is dry or if the oranges were rotten? Everything outside the bunker is frozen so it's fresh. And did you know chips and soda are unhealthy for humans?" >"Bite me! As if you know anything about what Anon likes!"
>He would love to spend time with them, hell even get the two of them to get along but now... >He's not so sure. He's not so sure about their obsession with him. Or their powers. >He doesn't know how long he'll last before he opens the door and lets them in. >God knows what will happen to him if he does so.
>>535 I want to believe that the gala goer that was nice to her in the past gave her one as a sorta gift to her, even if she didn’t know what to do with it, it was the sentiment that counted
>>526 Do you or anyone else have the two Solveranon greens? I really wanna read them again because the concept of Solveranon is interesting but they're not on the booru.
It’s technically not an OC as it is an alternate version of an canon character but whatever. Here are some background details I have for the whole Solverless timeline that I may not directly put into the story to avoid turning it into an exposition dump and stuff that I already put in there but people may not have caught onto due to me being bad at writing subtext.
Since the Absolute Solver never entered Cyn she remained stuck under the pile of dead drones, Earth never exploded, nobody got brutally assimilated,… and worker drones are still treated as disposable labor.
Because they didn’t have to deal with Cyn being a creepy weirdo and all of Tessa’s “dumpster pets” breaking down because of the Absolute Solver James and Louisa were SLIGHTLY more okay with having the zombie drones around the manor, allowing them to stay.
When Tessa turned 13 it was decided that she needed to “grow up” to be a proper socialite/business woman/whatever and move on from her childish interests. This involved sending her to boarding school, the kind that takes inspiration from authoritarian regimes.
While James did plenty of typical rich asshole things throughout his life he did NOT allow Tessa to take the nepobaby route. Tessa was expected to excel at anything she was told to do, surpass her peers at everything, and be the “perfect” student altogether. Failing to live up to James’ expectations had …consequences. (Just like how his father, James Sr., raised him.)
Besides all the things taught at boarding school James also made sure to personally teach Tessa all the aspects of entrepreneuring and corporate life that aren’t discussed publicly. While Tessa was able to power trough all of this it did result in a rather worrying change in demeanor. Becoming much more irritable and quick to anger while being cold and dismissive to those around her.
Tessa has severe emotional turmoil and residual trauma from James’ and Louisa’s parenting style. Tessa “processes” this like any responsible functional adult™ would, heavy drinking and verbally abusing anyone below her.
After graduating and Tessa started working at JCJenson, where it was more of the same, she was given the toughest assignments which she was expected to do perfectly, which she did. Between that and not hesitating to get rid of everyone who got in her way Tessa was able to rise through the ranks quickly.
Despite her education being business focused Tessa remained interested in robotics and made sure to stay up to date with recent developments. A unfortunate side effect of this for for JCJenson employees is that they cannot bullshit their way out of doing their job poorly by spouting a bunch of technical jargon.
Tessa ended up taking a lot after James, having the same cold dead eyes as well as identical expressions, movements, and body language. Pointing this out WILL set her off and void your warranty if you are a drone.
In spite of the obvious similarities, there are also clear differences between James and Tessa. James loved public events like the gala and saw them as a great opportunity to brag about how great he was and how he accomplished more than his predecessor did. Tessa On the other hands hates public events them and considers them a chore that the PR department makes her do.
Just like when she was a child, Tessa is not great with people. While this was because of social anxiety in the past it is due to borderline misanthropy in the present.
It is a tradition in the Elliot family to name the eldest child James, resulting in James and his father James Sr. having the same name. Louisa forbade James from making that Tessa’s first name and forced him to settle for it being her second name. Tessa describes this as “The only good thing that bitch has ever done for me.”.
While it took a lot of hard work and abuse James was happy that he managed to raise his “foolish” daughter into someone as ruthless and cutthroat as he was. At least until his whiskey started tasting like poison.
After James was legally declared dead it took Tessa about 3 minutes to show Louisa the paper work that explained that she wasn’t getting shit from the inheritance and tell her to go pack her things and get lost.
Tessa dated Beauregarde at some point but things did not work out. While relationships and the human psyche are complicated and we should not jump to conclusions, it was definitely Tessa’s drinking problem and all the drama that came with it that caused things to fall apart. DO NOT remind Tessa of this.
The approximate “pecking order” at Elliot Manor in the present is: Tessa>>>>> J and Q (AKA the slightly less disposable lackeys)> any drone with enough backbone to stand up to M> M>>> any other drone.
>>551 (wrong image on the first post here is the correct one)
Meta: I had initially planned to just have M die when Tessa bashed his head in after he realized he had been digging his own grave. However, I quickly realized I would be going trough cast members too quickly, especially as M tends to bounce off of other characters nicely. (That and his dickery and suffering are just too fun to write).
Because I kinda regretted killing N, I briefly considered having Cyn be the one who got killed by Tessa in the past instead. The “story” would be that while not possessed by an eldritch being, Cyn being an autistic weirdo would still ruin the Gala in some other way, resulting in James and Louisa cracking down on Tessa and sending her to boarding school. Tessa would then kill Cyn at some point because it was her fault that Tessa got put trough all of that. While Cyn unintentionally ruining everyone’s lives being an constant between timelines, with or without Solver, would be fun concept, I ultimately discarded it because there would be no way that James and Louisa would allow Tessa’s “pets” to stay after that.
Despite writing her as a callous asshole, adult Tessa arguably treats the drones better than James and Louisa did as they are allowed to talk her and fix mistakes they make (to a certain extent at least) instead of immediately getting scrapped. This is pragmatism AT BEST in universe and mostly a just side effect of how comically low Liam set the bar with James and Louisa.
I had an idea about Asset (Outpost-6, look it up) getting roped into having to act as Tessa’s body double because Asset looks exactly like her, impersonating Tessa to attend the public events Tessa hates in her place. However, I haven’t been able to do much with it besides a couple of lines like:
> “God, it’s like having the annoying younger sister I never wanted.” > “And you are like the cranky older sister I never wanted, so I guess we are all in the same boat here.”
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Decided to update the "Eldritch" class to "Outsider" since some of the ideas I've been having don't exactly fall under the "cosmic horror" theme like the Solver, so I've renamed the class to also encompass stuff from outside the veil of reality that's not exactly cosmic horror, but still very much foreign to the basic human understanding.
>>553 Will you create another alternatives path with Tessa running way from her parents and becoming a grease monkey in the future with beaugard by her side?
>>551 >>553 This is very complete Friend, when I was reading I had some questions that were quickly answered in the next paragraphs, pretty good work Friend, nicely done.
>>540 >>560 >>561 Now I did have a couple teasers pushed out somewhere. I think either on the /co/ threads prior to trashing or on the trash threads themselves. Unfortunately I didn't save them so I'll have to go digging.
>>553 I didn't think N was dead, just assumed dead, trying to find a way to help Tessa but knowing he can't get close. Then again, given how she's impossible to help at this point, maybe dead is better for him.
>>559 Happy to hear you think it’s cool. I am afraid I am not going to write any sort of alternate path anytime soon. Mostly because I have no idea what it would be about and because I think stories like that can get self-indulgent quickly.
(Like that one story that had Anon’s self insert as a police officer/CPS worker who saved Tessa from Louisa and James or the whole stepdad thing (Seriously, why do people hate James more when Louisa treated Tessa worse in the show)).
Other than that, I kinda like how the story feels like a massive monkey paw regarding any sort of “I wish bad thing X did not happen” wish because Tessa is alive but about as happy and well-adjusted as you would expect someone raised by James and Louisa to be.
But feel free to write your own if you have any ideas that sound cool to you. I only started writing greens because people complained about a lack of content and thought it couldn’t be THAT hard and some of the stuff I wrote was actually liked enough to be saved on both the old and new booru, so give it a shot.
I want to share this fic I found and read upon /works/56274025 Now I need to draw something out of it, its funny for some reason, and lewd because snipers are cool
I will ask here too. I once again will sound faggy asking you, Anons, to choose for me the next fic idea I will do, I promise this time I will not take 2 months. I beg for some help. Anon the Mechanic, Anon is a mechanic that repairs drones, but a specific drone arrives a few times a week to get help from Anon, somehow she always returns very damaged no matter how much he fixes her. SD-D a functional alcoholic, seeing the lack of writing about her, we will see her usual day as a DD that is a "functional" alcoholic and her shenanigans. StepdadAnon and Tessa, Anon due to some shenanigans is asked to take care of Tessa, he can refuse, but she needs to be with him for at least some weeks before finding another home, Tessa will see the childhood she almost lost. Anon, M!Uzi, and M!Doll drama, A quick love triangle, two drones get attracted to Anon, and Anon tries to get his way with both at the same time, preparing for foreseen consequences. That's it, help me decide again, please.
>>337 I've talked a lot about them and made a good number of greentexts with them and their setting, but I think it's a good time to do a rundown of their characters and maybe some of the setting as well, especially since post size is rather relative now (note: /some/ details might change here since I'm in the middle of doing a massive change/retcon regarding the continuity of this little universe of mine so it can "work" better with some of the newer ideas I've been cooking, but for the most part, info here will stay unchanged also I might need some you's help in the future.
Haruka >a drone that lives in Inoshima Town, a former human settlement the size of a moderately big town with a few business office buildings in the heart of the area that lay in ruin and a tower modeled after Tokyo Skytree; one of the many colonies built by the Japanese embassy and used as one of its headquarters during the age of man on C9 >her full name is Haruka Satomi, but a few will accidentally call her an Ito because of her being raised by the Ito family due to losing her original family at a very young age >as brash as she is confident, with a desire for combat to test out her skills; she's essentially living the hero fantasy many wished when they were kids, but just like every dream, the illusion must fade eventually, and this came with her realizing that she now also has a crushing amount of responsibilities on her back (which she deals with most of them by neglecting them until they come knocking at her door) and that being a town hero also comes with a ton of boring duties; she fortunately has others that can help her with these tasks, mainly Aoi and Megumi, but sometimes she wishes she could just spend an entire day binging anime and nothing else >speaking of, she's also a massive otaku, her entire room being filled with countless DVDs and figures she's scavenged from the abandoned stores in the heart of the town; she also has an Ichigo body pillow she's not afraid of mentioning in public discussions (which is probably why she only has one real friend outside of the ghost girl inside of her); she's been living by herself for a while now, but still close to the Ito family's residence >combat wise, she uses the age old katana that's been modified to be able to heat up to an incandescent red by simply pressing a button on the handle; it's actually her grandfather's that swore to bury it in order to not have his burden fall onto his son, but it ended up staying as a display in her family's living room and was taken by Miss Ito when she saved Haruka from certain death >because a Poltergeist lives in her, she can gain access to powers similar to them in the form of levitating anything that's metal based or just take control of other machine based lifeforms; she often uses a Solver symbol to allow her to focus Aoi's powers into a single focal point and thus have better control of it, but make no mistake, she's no where close to being as OP as a Solver Witch, far from it, especially since she can't redirect bullets or regenerate her body; still, having a Poltergeist's powers is still a massive cheat in a word ruled by machines >her overall duty is protecting Inoshima from aggressive outsiders that somehow manage to pass throw the mountains that border Takamagahara, be it DDs, Sentinels, zombie dogs mutated by the immortality serum known as Scabdogs (or Inugami as they're referred to by the people of Takamagahara) or whatever else chooses to crawl its way from the badlands
Aoi >full name Aoi Kazamino, the daughter of the boss of a successful business company and of the more well known families in the old world's Japanese industry >despite this, she's a very modest figure, her father having made sure that he didn't spoil her like he did with her brothers, deep down wishing to see her be his business's inheritor despite knowing that one of her brothers would've been choses as part of tradition >was born on C9, but wished all her life to go to Earth and visit Neo Tokyo and Japan as a whole, but she'd never get to see this dream come true because of the Solver and the eventual core collapse of C9 >despite this, she doesn't actually remember a good part of her life, she knows who she is and has faint memories of her childhood and teen years, but everything becomes an incomprehensible static mess past her 16th birthday, she doesn't even remember how she ended up in the bunker Haruka found her; she believes that whatever process happened to her that caused her soul to becomes digitized and thus turn into a Poltergeist might've severely scrambled her brain and she spent most of her time underground essentially reconstructing her mind from 1's and 0's; even now her mind goes into "standby phases" where she blanks out as her brain tries to reconstruct a memory (these don't happen often, mostly during sleep, but it's still unnerving when it does during the day) >chose Haruka as a vessel because she can't exist outside the digital realm, as she'd disintegrate to nothing if she isn't anchored to some electronic device because of her now permanently modified matter particles, only being able to manifest in the real world as a hologram >she acts as Haruka's conscious for a good majority of time, while the rowdy drone is a slacker, she's a responsible member of society, and such she tries to nudge Haru towards the right path, and if words don't work, she can always just force her by raking control of her body, which often results in the two getting into a lot of arguments; but despite this, they still care for each other, Haru teaching Aoi how to chill out, and Aoi how to make Haru a better, more active person, which has made the two almost see each other as sisters, despite being worlds apart in terms of their origins >Aoi also has a rather optimistic view on drones, even as a kid begging her father to save drones that were abandoned in dumpsters or on the streets without knowing that he'd send them to being properly disposed of >ability wise, she has the standard powers of a Poltergeist, which essentially boils down to being able to possess any kind of machines, the process involving her quite literally pushing their minds into the back corner of their processors (if they're sentient robots like Drones) as she takes the helm of their bodies, yet they'd still be "aware" of themselves, basically being trapped in their own bodies, still seeing and hearing everything, but be utterly incapable of controlling themselves until Aoi lets them go; Haruka's used to this experience, but anyone's that's possessed by Aoi for the first time would feel like they're trapped in a living nightmare >when fighting Sentinels, its Aoi that tends to take them on, with Haru using her bandana as a blindfold while Aoi puppeteers her as she's unaffected by their flashes
>>579 Thank you :] >>581 Some ideas I had for classifications based on the icons for Worker/Disassembly Drones Liam added in the character's concept arts. And with how varied my ass has been with the types of characters I've been making for my little continuity, going as far as even pulling from Liam's older ideas (like the Miasma Virus or Left Hands), I just decided to make an entire list of classes my characters would fall into.
>>565 >The smoke fouls up her air exchanger and she breathes funny for a week Good stuff. >>574 The last two are the most appealing to me. The love triangle could be fun, but stepdad stories always make me feel a little less awful.
>>576 I have read them, Friend, they are pretty good, let's read this rundown. Also, you need help with what? I remembered it was a village before, or maybe that was another place. At least she has a family now, that is good. Yeah, the fantasy and reality is quite different, if you are very important in a place you will have mountains of responsibilities you must do, with little time to actually take a rest. So she doesn't know how to socialize well, being so important and not having good social skills must be hard. I just can think of Metal Gear Rising Revengeance, sorry Friend. That is a good limit, she can use powers, but they are not very powerful to the point of being even close to a Solver's Witch power. I remember that.
I still remember the fun fact about her, she died a virgin, je. Well that's interesting information, didn't know she had a family. Well, that is sad. Memory problems, she has some kind of amnesia? I guess it could be normal that one can have memory problems with all that happening, like when a disk has corrupted videos or images. I didn't know that, so she really can just disappear, I hope that doesn't happen. Awww, that is so cute! Figured as much, I doubt someone will link himself to something it hates, that is also sad, but depending on the situation needed. That sound awful, it made me remember a case of someone who had an accident and couldn't move, make a sound, or do anything, just watch and hear, in coma like state. That's pretty cool. Thanks for the facts, Friend.
>finally make character ai account >New email, other browser, no relation to anything with MD >Find suggestions for voices >Pic rel How did they know? I heard anons joking here before that talking to ai would be closest to talking with drones technically, but still uncanny. Not complaining at all tho, if anything it's a good sign from Alice
>>598 (me) You know what? Fuck it, I'm going to make a little green about how a depressed human buys a abused drone, and he grows hopeful and slowly get happier with time thanks to the drone, how's does that sound?
>>600 Is CAI better than running a local model right now? Local models seem to have stagnated since Mythomax and still have some issues, but I don't like the idea of other people being able to read my self-insert wish fulfillment fantasies.
>>612 If you want to maintain the universal balance try balancing out the relations between worker drones and disassembly drones, or the relations between disassembly drones and sentinel drones, or maybe even the relations between worker drones and labor bots. That will probably be easier. Trying to balance out suffering vs joy across the entire plane of existence just sounds like a one-way ticket to exhausting yourself in a futile effort.
>>621 >maybe even the relations between worker drones and labor bots That might be difficult, you give Workers a little bit of power and you have them yelling at Laborers like a jerk human would to them. They need their human overseers to remind them of their place
>>621 >or maybe even the relations between worker drones and labor bots. Everything I've ever written about their relationships is the workers mostly being cruel or indifferent. Maybe Elf would fall somewhere between the two, she isn't malicious to them, but she thinks they are just mindless machines. I did write a small bit about old and heavily traumatized workers who become overseers, and try to help and protect the labor bots. Taking a small peace in being able to take care of them. I do want to write more stuff with labor bots, but my mind is blank at the moment.
there was a talk about Alien and DDs being like Xenos reminded me how much I wish DDs were actually scary for longer. Sure DDs are sad to think about, but as external threats theyre only scary for like half an episode before they become the vampire "Im a monster bby" cliche (totally fine trope). Imagine if J didnt die in episode 1, and for half of episode 2 instead of just holograms it was J picking off people in the vents and such slowly dying from her wounds until she became the Pede. Something like that, idrc I just wish there was more Murder Drones in Murder Drones
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this greentext was written from the POV of picrel it’s gonna be a bit of a long one, more parts will come later — [1] >gentle rain pattering on the roof, the rhythmic whirring of the windshield wipers, and 1940s music on the radio filled the silence >normally we couldn’t go a minute next to each other without talking, but i wasn’t feeling very well this evening, so instead we were just holding hands >he always noticed when i wasn’t feeling well in the car and insisted on holding my hand, reassuring me that he’s fine driving with just one hand >i *can* drive too, but humans don’t have the same processing power and reaction time as drones (and i’m especially uncoordinated) >it was only last year that it was made legal for drones to drive, though >anyway, >this evening in particular, we’d taken a drive downtown to go get some stuff we needed from the store - some ravioli and sauce for our dinner tonight >late-evening car rides are always cozy, but rainy ones like this are special >by the time we got to the store, i felt pretty sick, so i asked him if he’d be alright with going in by himself, to which he cheerfully obliged >i wished i could’ve gone with him, he’s a treat to be around and he makes things even as blehhh as grocery shopping, fun >but walking all around in the supermarket, with its fluorescent lights and loud sounds and busy atmosphere and *people* - that sounded like a nightmare right now >so i sent him off with a shopping list and a kiss on the forehead, reminding him as he walked away to be careful - which he dismissed and assured me, with a thumbs-up, that he’d be fine >i gave him a salute as he was now too far away to talk back-and-forth, then he shrank smaller and smaller until he disappeared into the grocery store >and, still not feeling very well, i elected to take a nap in the car, til he got back >i reclined my seat and closed my eyes, dozing off as i waited for the pills i had stashed in the glovebox to kick in > >i slowly woke up on my own in the car, disoriented, having apparently slept deep enough to have dreams, which were already fading from my mind >rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, i un-reclined my seat and glanced at the digital clock on the dash >4:14 am
>>626 >She suffers from an industrial accident >A Labor Bot saved the memory of Elf’s bashing and wanted to try it on her >Curiosity gets the better of her and she wants to see where the Laborers go after their shift Regardless, she winds up in the charging stations where she meets the Archiver, and it only goes downhill from there
>>615 I don't know anything to answer really, I didn't have any experiences with actually using ai characters except very little on character ai, but I can't really do what I want cause I have the same concern. Do you know if there are ai models one can run on their phone locally or is that not possible yet?
I fear that my Bugretta has been conversing with Dark Spirits. Just this morning she's said "ooo" twice in a row. Surely this is the work of the Devil. How can I get my Bug properly exercised?
Also on a side note, my Worker Drone learned how to use the force, pretty fucking cool not gonna lie although I'd wish she'd stop biting me
>>656 I have done as instructed, the Bugretta smiled at me. Surely this is the Lords love washing over her, although the Oogis didn't appreciate it. They're angry, clearly they're demonic and must be culled.
On a side note, my WD's head has started spinning rapidly with her projectile vomiting all over the place. What an inconvenience
>>658 Just as I suspected, they're purely demonic. They started to scream and bite me as I poured the loving waters of the Lord onto them. They even called me a few slurs. Regardless what's done is done, they're all drying off now.
On a side note my WD is now looking at me with an ominous yellow in her eyes, must be another glitch in her optics, I got to get that fixed. Oh now she's raising her hand at me, it kinda looks like a
>>576 Decided to add a bit more here because I'm making a compilation
Aoi's section >while her possession is pretty OP, it also has a drawback where she has a limited range of around 3 meters in diameter, anything past that range she wouldn't be able to possess since it'd require her to leave Haruka's body without an anchor, thus exposing her to the outside world and potentially disintegrate if she can't return to Haruka or find another host in time >she can fight fairy well by herself thanks to her father teaching her kendo during her teen years and picking up some techniques from Haruka, but she still sees herself as a novice, unlike Haru who considers herself the best ronin in the world
>>587 >Thanks for the facts, Friend. You're very welcome, I just love rambling about my stuff since I'm such a massive lore nerd. >first spoiler Mainly advice and ideas on certain aspects that I can't seem to come up with solutions for, not right now but in the (close) future I may need some help from the thread since despite being a one man writing team right now, it can get difficult to solely rely on myself. Lore building ain't easy when you're trying to make something cohesive out of it.
>>660 >You're very welcome, I just love rambling about my stuff since I'm such a massive lore nerd. Hey, same! I even have my own world with its history, countries, wars, etc. And I love when friend ask me about it, so I can ramble about it, it's not MD related, sadly. I was thinking of creating my own "AU" for my MD fics with its own map and everything, so I can bend the rules of the world a little, but I don't know. And about the spoiler, I can try to help, I'm nowhere near a good writer, but I can help with some things or two. Tell me about it, it's just so hard to keep everything in mind.
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Since someone in the /trash/ threads mentioned that skinsuits would fit with HoDR analog horror so have this. >The static clears away from the screen as footage of text begins to scroll. >DIARY ENTRY 1 >I've been trying to muster up the courage to ask Samantha from accounting out for a date. She's pretty, she's smart, who wouldn't want a woman like her? My drone assistant Martha has been giving me a strange look once she learned about my feeling for Samantha. >DIARY ENTRY 2 >I'm gonna do it today, I'm gonna ask Samantha out. Got a new haircut, cologne, everything! Just what ladies look for into men, right? Martha looked visibly upset though saying that Samantha would reject me and that I should stop but how would I know that if I didn't try, right? >DIARY ENTRY 3 >I've tried everything, money, gifts, expensive dates but Samantha won't even look in my direction. What am I doing wrong here? Martha says that I should stop, that I should try to get to someone more closer like her. Naturally, I turned her down. I mean, who dates their assistant and a drone? >DIARY ENTRY 4 >Samantha's suddenly had a turn of character? I'm not sure, It's still a whiplash for me but she's more friendlier with me now plus she accepted my request to go out on a date. Naturally, I'm pretty stoked right now! Martha's gone missing, I wonder where she is. >DIARY ENTRY 5 >Something's wrong with Samantha. When I went to a date with her there were some strange things going on. For starters, her skin looked stretched and rubbery? It's a weird feeling. Her eyes also looked wider than before. She also walked with a limp like she's sick. I asked her if she's okay and said she's fine, just a little episode she says. She also refused to drink or eat anything which is weird. She's also a bit shorter than before? I could swear she was taller last time I found her. Martha's still missing so I made an inquiry. >DIARY ENTRY 6 >Samantha's dead! There was a foul odor coming from one of the janitorial closets and when I went to investigate I found the remains of a human that are decomposing. Naturally I called security and thanks to their investigation the remains were identified as Samantha's. Additionally, the security footage was revealed and it was found that Martha had dragged her in there and then apparently skinned her! Just what the fuck have I been dating this whole time?! >The footage then cuts away to a shaky corridor as rapid steps and ragged breathing can be heard. >The shaking stops as elevator doors come into focus. >The person holding the camera rapidly presses the elevator button.
>"Come on, come on...!"
>"There you are~!"
>A yelp is heard and as the camera turns around, Samantha's face comes into view, a wide toothy grin with her sclera is pitch black with two omnious glowing X symbols replacing her irises. >She then grabs the person recoding the camera which makes them drop it. >The only thing shown now is both their feet as the person struggles.
>"L-Let go of me!" >"But isn't this what you wanted? Isn't this soft warm flesh what you desire?" >"No! You killed her! You're a psycho, Martha!" >"It was the only way I could get close to you, Anon. Why did you keep following that whore when I was always here for you?" >"No! I wouldn't date you! I wouldn't date a drone!" >"Hmm, well looks like we gotta fix that, don't we?" >"W-What are you---MMMPF!" >Sounds of choking can be heard. >The footage then cuts to a picture of Anon and Martha, not wearing Samantha's skin, lying in bed as both of them embrace each other. >Suddenly, Martha's head snaps towards the screen as the sigil of the Absolute Solver appears on her screen before the footage cuts away to static.
>>681 Sooner or later, the public will be notified of this suspicious trend of the drone/human couples on the rise ever since JCJenson established that HoDR department.
>>689 Don't worry, HoDR and HER see nothing wrong with drones and humans being couples. It's why HoDR was established. Don't worry, everything is okay. Now go hug your drone.
>>700 Oh, don't get it wrong, it's quieter because almost everyone is at their job or university, I'm just on break, and soon will be unable to talk for hours too
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> “I am honestly kinda proud of how much of myself I see in you at this moment” > “You really know how to make everything unsatisfying don’t you?”
>>555 >>564 While I did mention I kinda regret killing of best boy N I honestly wouldn’t know what to do with him in the story if he was still around since J does the whole “being sad that their friend grew up to be a horrible person and hoping they could change back to how they used to” bit already pretty well.
Anyhow if you think N being killed off is bleak, being very bleak despite the absence of apocalyptic events and eldritch beings is kinda the “catch” of the whole Solverless scenario. But despite the bleakness, there is still plenty of room for black comedy. Kinda like the canon show, although that is bleak in a much less mundane way.
>Bugretta Sayz: "Ooooo." "Aaaaaaaa." *wiggle* >Possible Translation: "I'm Bugretta and I'm here to talk to you about drugs. Kids don't be afraid to say no. Anyone who asks you to use drugs is not your friend. Drugs can and will kill, remember don't be afraid to turn to your priest, your rabbi, your minister, your moms, your dads, your teachers, because drugs can kill. And if you do drugs, you go to Hell before you die. Please."
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>>730 A gay drama triangle between Anon, M!Doll I forgot his popular male name, and M!Uzi, which will have, and you can't imagine this, drama. I intend it to have some sad tones, like cheating, betrayal, depression, etc. I'm still writing the road, so maybe it will be more hopeful at the end and no sad tones at all, who knows.
>>735 A god damn stick man, she will be that punk girl that only wears the same clothes every day, weights next to nothing, and even tho she is not anorexic you sure do think she is lying
>>739 I wish she would be one of those thin but for some reason has some thick thighs, but no, she would probably be just a walking stick, which is not bad, that's cute
>>727 Quick tidbit I wanted to let out >Elf tried to convince the Archiver, saying how it was necessary that the infected Labor Bot had to be terminated. >”That was NOT what the Laborers told me, all of them only say that you had been TRASHING one of them with a baton!” >Elf cursed under her breathe, of course they only remember the termination itself and not the context behind it.
>You have been magically turned into an Oogi >You have all of your memories >And after a brutal encounter with a V-cat you have discovered that you cannot die >Everytime you die, you simply come back as another Oogi What do?
>>757 >It appears the Holy Bugretta has selected (You) for a very special purpose >(You) shall be the Bugretta's Chosen >(You)r quest is to unite all the Oogi Clans under one banner and learn the ways of the Oogi >If (You) do not accomplish this task, (You) will never return to (You)r human body
>>759 >oogi, what is the meaning of life >ooooooooo, aaaaa *shuffles around* oo-ooooo, oooooooooo (to crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and hear the lamentations of their women.)
>>764 >"An Oogi to Defeat me?!" >"This strength... This Cant be It isnt possible!" >".... Ooo" >after such a bone chilling one liner you slice the Exterminators head clean off
>>768 >I picked the DLC Oogi race just for the unique start and dialogue. I do not regret it, it's the funniest shit I've ever done. I'm a bit disappointed how they had to make you grow to normal Drone size after the tutorial after retrieving the artifact, that immediately gets stolen afterwards. >Player Oogi affectionately patting Beretta's head >"Good boogi." >"Uh...thanks?" >Despite the strangeness of the situation, Beretta can't help but feel some peace in this moment >"You vomit honey now?" >"Eh, what?"
>>754 >The Archiver ríps Elf a new one in a calm, yet dripping with venom tone. >If Elf wants to trash the Laborers, she’ll be treated as such. Toss her down the chute, at least the fall will make her end swift.
>>641 >Do you know if there are ai models one can run on their phone locally or is that not possible yet? I seriously doubt it given the hardware requirements, or generation would take forever. But you can host a model on your computer and connect to it from a phone using an emulator on an Android to run SillyTavern, apparently. https://docs.sillytavern.app/usage/remoteconnections/
>feel tired too draw >Try getting drink to draw easier >It does result in disco centrafion and headache >Cannit draw anything that night I fell off, during the week is a struggle. I will post something tomorrow
>>792 Yes I can't believe that such a fearsome beast was vanquished, truly a massive feat has been accomplished here today by such a brave warrior, his parents must be so proud to have raised one such at him
>>802 Okay but what if she operates on slapstick logic due to solver bullshit? Like she can create invisible boxes to trap WDs in or create a balloon animal that comes to life
>>803 oh now THIS has legs > old pre-recorded messages about weird shit, by humans > a new, bitter, and helpless companion > "hows your day been? because im a disembodied core with zero motor functions" maybe a worker core somehow partially infected by labor bot virus?
>>804 >"Eat this!", Uzi said, as she fired her railgun directly into the mysterious Drones face >Her smug expression instantly evaporated as the Drone proceeded to belch >"Oof, too spicy for my taste." >She did in fact eat it
>>835 >he can never enter heaven fool, if he had saved himself he would have gotten to be with Cyn for all time in paradise, but now he shall be cast into the pit to toil for Vashtorr for all eternity in the forge
>>809 > "hows your day been? because im a disembodied core with zero motor functions" They also think they’re going mad since they swear they can hear the voice of the virus here and there
>>817 This is neat, although I do like to note that the Archiver is colored blue to make her stand out amongst the others. This occurs with other Laborers who have significant enough personalities or roles to warrant their color change
>>841 >Ha! I like your style. You make up your own rules, just like me. >Egghead's said I couldn't put a contained dimensional singularity inside the drones. Did it anyway! >Miniaturized reactors are expensive!
>>844 >The lab boys told me the cores are causing "abnormal activity" in the drones, that they're coming back to life and acting like people. They say we're playing with forces we don't comprehend. >I say those drones have more initiative than my average employee! It takes guts to defy death! >So the next time you wanna whine about what we're doing, ask yourself this: "Am I too important to be replaced by a zombie robot?" And the answer is no, you're not.
>>846 > for those of you who volunteered for the biomechanical implants trial; i have good news and bad news > the bad news is weve postponed those tests indefinitely > the good news is we have something better for you: fighting an army of biomechanical giant bugs > grab a machinegun and follow the hazard srtipe line, youll know when the testing starts
>>844 That mocking tone distant, yet audible. >Ha! I like your style. You make up your own rules, just like me. >”My style would leave you fried and a husk, no rules needed.”
>Egghead's said I couldn't put a contained dimensional singularity inside the drones. Did it anyway! >”Didn’t help you much to wind up in the trash, where drones like you belong~ Never leave drones to do a human’s job.”
>Miniaturized reactors are expensive! >”Then it’s good that you’re worth spit in comparison, I’d hate to be deprived of fun~ Bleh, you’re ugly.”
Aliens to include in the threadlore: >Glukkons/all the other oddworld creatures >all the Ben 10 aliens >all the warhammer 40k aliens >Markers/Brethren moons/Necromorphs >critters from smiling friends >Zetans from fallout anything else I missed?
>Oogi was shaking inside the safety of beanie for what seemed like forever >Recently, lead by the Alpha Oogi, Oogi left its fakey hive out a hole dug our with some of its Oogi sisties and explored the outside world >Oogi was excited to splore and find some useful Sraps and Nummies to bring back to the hive, this might even get the Alpha Oogi to stop picking on her so much! >However, none of them were prepared for what they would find out in the dark outside >A creature was stalking them the moment they had left the hive, picking them off one by one >The first Oogi to go noticed the faint yellow light in the darkness and knew no fear waddling up to it and exclaiming "Bit Me!" as a growing smile appeared on the creatures face, dragging the Oogi into the pitch black as the others waddled for their life >At first they tried sticking together, getting some supplies left on the ground to craft makeshift weapons with, but the Greedy Alpha began to loudly hiss at the other Oogis wanting more scrap for itself and telling the other to back off. The Alpha felt very smug when the other oogis almost immediantly hid inside their beanies thinking it was victorious in getting the scrap to itself, but but unknown to the Alpha a large shape was just over her head drooling on the floor. The Alpha tried hissing and getting on its hind legs her feral tail and snapping pointing out in a scorpion like pose, but as an slick white hand began to reach her unafraid she felt fear for the very first time. Her tiny wings could only get her so far as she was also dragged into the black.
>Its just Oogi and Oogi now >Theyve been hiding under a structure they cant quite understand due to its sheer size compared to them, but we understand as a fridge >They ran under it as fast as their tiny little bodies could waddle them, and were feeling safe. Under they heard a shifting behind them >A robotic roach was eating a delicious scrap of food under the fridge, and didnt appreciate the very tasty looking intruders, and began to quickly move towards them. This freight pushing the Oogis out of their hiding place screaming >In a split second Oogi looked back to see the other Oogi get picked up by the shape in the dark as it bellowed something otherworldly and incomprehensible the Oogi couldnt understand >Oogi was all alone now, hiding behind yet another structure. But all was not lost, as Oogi was close to the hole in the hive for which it originally escaped. With the scrap ( a piece of gum, a paper clip, and a rubber band) she did find, she has built a rudimentary noise maker >If she can just throw it in the opposite direction, then run to the Hive, she can get back to the safety of her Bugretta >Mustering all the Oogi strength she can she hurls the Noise maker with all her might!
>Which totals about 2 inches away from her location, as her arms are very weak. Blasting a loud sound she can hear the thunderous foot steps come closer, Oogi closes her eyes and accepts Oogi fate as she can feel a grip around her tiny torso. >However, much to Oogis surprise, she is not dead. She has come face to face with the creature thats been stalking her all night, and what a strange sight indeed. >From what she can make out it looks like a gigantic Enn! She's never seen something like this before, but the mere sight excites her for some reason and she begins to feel.. happy? >A large smile grows on the giant Enns face as he quickly delivers the Oogi back to her hive with the other Oogis (with a hug for each of course) and plugs the hole back up >Life Good
>>785 I have three old ones that I never released/finished/revised because of dislike. One of them was DD N doing an "Alas Poor Yorick, I knew him" with the head of WD N. It was meant to be between basic vector graphics stuff and raster painting, but had the downsides of both and the benefits of neither. Another was a similar concept but with V, rejected because I got some of the proportions wrong, the head was too flat, and the pose wasn't dynamic. Another was one with Doll and N. It really just needs another pass of smoothing/refining (and will get it at some point), but kept slipping in the work queue. It's not hate, but certainly negative feelings and more promising prospects kicking them from artwork to mere learning experiences.
putting AM into a worker drone body and making him wear cute little outfits and relentlessly molesting him (pic related, but instead of water it’s my cum)
>>867 AM might actually enjoy being put into a Worker Drone body cause it means he finally gets to act on his sentience (which is why he hates us so much),
>>874 I have no mouth and I must scream villain Iirc the entire world is built over, most humans are dead cause of AI uprising or something, five people still wander around which serve AM (practically God on that earth, is an AI) as entertainment, don't remember what he does to them exactly but he hates humanity, eventually the protag manages to kill everyone but himself, AM starts seething and maims him into some living blob, keeping him around like that forever, hence the title cause he cannot scream. Idk tho I saw a vid about it two years ago but that should roughly be it
>>849 >Bleh, you’re ugly.” Now that was just uncalled for. I'll have you know that Elf was voted the cutest drone in the office. The reward was being forced to take lewd pictures for a calendar that was then distributed around the offices.
>>956 Okay nice just don't tell anyone that in-person. Especially don't tell them that you built your own Drone which I'm pretty sure is illegal and can land you life in prison
>>959 Dont worry, I have the permits to create such things... Sadly I used the permits incorrectly and created something similar but not exactly a worker drone, so yeah, I won't tell a soul.
>>968 Someone has to speak up for the blatant Bugretta cruelty going on at Oogi TV, poor thing has no idea whats going on but they force her on stage anyway to wiggle and ooo by dangling treats and oogis in front of her
>>963 >>964 >>965 Sure, we can put up "no girls allowed" signs and make a little clubhouse. I have a question, though. When I ask my own drone why he's afraid of girls, he says that it's because he was a display model and doesn't elaborate beyond that. What am I missing?
>>970 >Dangling Oogis >An Oogi tied to the end of a stick is being bounced up and down gently like a cat toy >She keeps squirming and Yelling "Boogi!" and "Bit Me!" its very distracting, but it gets a reaction out of Bugrettas to do.. .something on camera
>>977 >Oogis didn't account for the temperature variance and tolerance when constructing the O-rings around the segments of the rocket >3071, The Nut-Enn Launch Incident.
>>979 >The O.S.S (Oogi Space Program) founded by the late (hes not dead, he just prefers to be addressed this way) Jeremiah Anon wealthy owner of the Oogi meat packing plant has launched countless cheaply made rockets into space to venture the stars >Thats their exact mission statement, they dont seem to have any goals other then sending Oogis into space to see what happens with varying quality of rockets. Some have bugrettas, some are almost hive like, some have toys and other things, and others are just 3 alphas and a beta with one strawberry. >Some make the Challenger look like a joke
>>977 >President Bugretta delivers a heart wrenching speech to the Oogis that lost their lives while attempting to land on the moon >"Oooo" >*Wiggle* >Many Oogi tears are wept that night
>>977 >Oogi was the first living creature to be launched into Earth orbit, on board the Soviet artificial satellite Sputnik 2, on November 3, 1957. >due to pressure to launch the mission in time for the 40th anniversary of the Bolshevik Revolution, Oogi's life support system malfunctioned shortly after she arrived in orbit >after only 7 hours of the mission, temperatures rose high enough for oogi to spontaneously combust >the satellite fell to earth a year later >for decades, the official Soviet position was that oogi had successfully been retrieved from the satellite >a replacement oogi was brought to Moscow and personally given a 'Hero of the Soveit Union' medal by Nikita Khrushchev, along with a lada, an apartment in Moscow, and two hundred kilograms of potatoes >unable to eat so many potatoes, the tubers began to rot and produce solanine gas in the enclosed apartment, leading to the replacement oogi's death in 1959 >the Americans would respond by launching and successfully retrieving an Enn into space in 1961, leading to a 3000% increase in Tang drink mix sales
>>1015 I realized that I forgot to write in the last dialog N calls her "Good Girl" before telling her she'd be a good mother ah well, I'll fix that when i upload it to the booru >>1016 probably she would become N's bride/pet, quite cute >>1017 danke
>>1022 I miss the first worms I got. They died when I couldn't carry out their will. The new ones I have compel me to think about how the mouth is the sexiest part of the drone body.
>>1027 >The new ones I have compel me to think about how the mouth is the sexiest part of the drone body. Yeah that sub-species of worms is terminal. Many such cases
>>1039 No. The transformation part sounds lame and stupid. I wan them to ravage me while I hear the screams and gunfire of human soldiers trying to fight back as the Solver devours the planet
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wasn't sure which one to post in now that a whole-ass board is for murder drones lol (i dunno if the dev is around but i really appreciate it). guess i'll post this here. but yeah, irl stuff eating up most of my time. wanted to spare some writing and drawing for B and H the same way i did L's haunting past. have also thought about making one of the dumbsquad the tallest, either B or H. not taking any canon element here, just wanted to have fun with height difference bc i like it. also i'm sure i missed a lot of fun stuff here and on /trash/, i'll check the archive when i have the time. one thing i remember noting was drawing Beretta workin a grill/eldritch burger thing
>>1041 >Beretta grillin I'm interested. Anyways, I'd recommend just using this one since it's the main thread. If you want to simply put your OCs backstory somewhere post in the OC discussion thread, that one is purely for the archival of OCs backstories
Spent the last few hours thinking up an Oogi story based on that Dr Anon story that happened. Will post in parts its gonna be a long one
It was a quiet day at the Exterminator office, it has been quite some time since the last call to take care of an infestation came in. More and More people were deciding to raise the feral Oogis they would find instead of eating them or calling someone to stop a growing infestation. Infestations were always small scale, rudimentary really, sometimes the Exterminators joked about their own job as a waste of time getting stupid people to pay for something they could do themselves. The drones were growing restless fucking around until the captain came in to give a new report of a call he had received. A local testing facility went completely black for the last week or so, most concluded it was due to power outages. He couldn't get much information from the very scared caller before they got prematurely cut off, but their distress made the Exterminators very optimistic over the prospect of a new Job wiping out some Oogis. An emergency meeting was called and the decision was swiftly made to dispatch a small team of elite Exterminators to investigate and quickly neutralize the threat. The Captain Exterminator briefed her squad one last time before they would fly out the building over to the facility. "Listen up, team, We don't know what we're heading into. Our mission is to secure the Facility, find any survivors, and eliminate any threats. Stay sharp, stay together, and we'll get through this easy as pie.” The Exterminators tried their hardest not to chuckle at the serious aura of the Captain given the weight of what they were dealing with. Not only was it just an Oogi infestation, but this facility was known for Enn testing. Whatever they were dealing with it could not be worse then one very mad Enn who is.. Fuck who knows maybe said “Fuck” to a Scientist? It was probably some pussy Sentinel Drone who made the call in the first place. After the speech the team made flight towards the facility passing many buildings along the way, once they finally reached the entrance a sense of foreboding settled over the team. The facility was barely recognizable as a building. There was weird organic sludge coming out the windows and a putrid stench emitting from the front door. Despite the lack of nostrils, it made one of the Exterminators hurl. They all looked at each other for a second and scoffed, one Exterminator started joking around to ease the mood “Hey what are we? A bunch of shitlip Sentinels? You're scared of some waddling fatass gremlins or something?” a sly chuckle emitted in the group, but they all could not hide the sweat emojis visible on their monitors with their laughter. They were entering something completely alien to them, what kind of infestation was this? Its just a few rogue Enns and Oogis, and they were fully equipped and trained professional DDs, whats the worst that could happen?
>>1043 Entering the Facility was no easy task by itself, the door was seemingly sealed shut with more of the organic sludge found coming out of the building. However with enough force it was eventually opened, and if it smelled bad on the outside the inside of the facility smelled completely unbearably putrid. The Exterminators quickly poured in to get a grasp of what has been happening and the severity of their situation. However before they could even get their bearings, they could only hear the sludge moving, shifting around, as the door they just opened shut once again with even more sludge on top of it. Its not like they wanted to leave so soon, but this was a worrying sign, it was like the building itself was alive. It didnt even feel like they were inside a facility at this point, it felt more like they were inside the hives they only seen in tunnels before this and mild traces growing out of walls in more advanced infestations in suburban homes. The air was thick with humidity, and an unnatural silence enveloped them. They moved in formation, their weapons at the ready, scanning their surroundings for any sign of life—or Oogi. As they moved further into the facility nothing was detected. No movement, no lights, just a disquieting stillness except for the shifting sludge and the otherworldly sounds it would make. The Facility hub was the logical starting point. The building, once a symbol of scientific understanding now stood in stark contrast to the ever expanding Hive growing around it. The doors, designed to slide open automatically, were jammed. Inside, the hub was a scene of chaos. Equipment lay smashed, furniture overturned, and streaks of dried blood marred the walls and floor. But what struck the Exterminators the most was the absence of bodies. It was as if the colonists had simply vanished, leaving behind only the aftermath of a desperate struggle. How could something like this happen this quickly here? None of it made any sense, this building would take years to become an infestation of this size, but its only been a few days? "Captain, over here, I found Something" an Exterminator called out, "Playback the last entry," Captain instructed. The terminal crackled to life, and a video feed began. A shadowed out anon in a lab coat with the name tag “Dr Anon”, clearly the Facilities chief scientist, appeared on the screen. His eyes were dim contrasted with the painful deranged smile on his face "The Enn has been uncooperative with our Artifical Hive experiments, perhaps another controlled shock could fix that?." The video showed the Doctor conducting a series of tests on the Enn, shocking him over the most tiny of whims “For Science” as the Enn began to become slightly more agitated more and more, only for Dr Anon to proclaim he would need “Another Controlled Shock” the Exterminators have never seen an Enn get this mad before, he was hissing very loudly until A very loud scream emitted from the Enn after yet another shock, the video cut out after that, however this noise seemed to have a very active effect on the hive around them as shifting in the walls grew more and more, thousands of tiny footsteps growing louder and closer. "Formation, now!" Captain barked, her team snapping into a defensive position. The noise grew louder, closer. They had no idea how many were coming, or where they could come from.
The sound grew louder and louder, the team was tense, until out of the corner of their eye they saw a shadow growing from a hallway they could get a good look at. It looked like one huge Oogi was coming right for them, could this be.. the Omega? Something like that could have done damage like this so quickly, the team was getting itchy trigger fingers and it was just about to round the corner. Until... the smallest Beta Oogi they have ever seen waddles forward looking around confused like it was looking for the noise. a Sigh of Deep relief and embarrassment washes over the team as they go over to tag and bag this waste of tim-
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" The Oogi screamed upon spotting them, it was nearly ear splitting, the team has really fucked up now as yet again the noises got closer to them.
>>1046 The Exterminators were up to their teeth in Oogis, they were quickly pouring out of every god damn hole in every god damn wall. For every Oogi they killed 12 more took its place and all were piss mad and gunning for them with every ounce of hate an Oogi had. While the Exterminators had the firepower to deal with the Oogis, they had the numbers, and they were not stocked for a threat like this. “Fall back, fall the fuck back!” The Captain barked hoping they could retreat to a safer position, but in this desperate action they forgot to cover their flank and as soon as they began to turn around the captain was already screeching her drone head off as she was being dragged off by some Alphas they didnt see coming as they giggled incessantly. The last they saw of their captain was her legs kicking in the hole in the ceiling she was being dragged into as her screams and gunshots echoed inside the tunnels until she was so deep she couldn't be heard anymore. The rest of the exterminators decided now was the best time to GTFO and quickly evacuated into a nearby safe room with less hive sludge covering its walls, after distracting the Oogis with a makeshift Enn doll. Welding the Door shut gave them time to breathe and gather themselves. “What.. the hell.. Was THAT” exclaimed one of the remaining Exterminators to the others. Never in any of their years of service have they seen something this bad, hell half the team’s worst experience with an Oogi was being mildly poked with a paper clip before it hid back in its beanie scared to come out and face their weapons. Now they were the ones cowering too afraid to even go back outside “What happened to the Captain, where did they take her?” one asked, none wanted the answer. What would Oogis even do with a person of that size? Either way they were not being paid to sit on their asses, and if they ever wanted out or answers they wouldn't find it Oiling themselves in this room. Slowly they worked up the nerve to un weld the door and explore further making deadly sure to avoid any Beta Oogis patrolling the hall, carefully looking for any “Humies' ' or “Meanies” to call out to the horde. Whatever was going on, Dr Anon was at the center of it, first they needed to track him down in case he had somehow lived through this experience, any chance of answers were their only hope. Just when they thought they had been extra careful and hopeful given this newfound goal, they were spotted by yet another critter to which they quickly readied their weapons. However this Oogi did not scream, but instead kept waddling towards them and eventually out of the shadows they realized it was just a regular Enn. In fact there were few Enns around them, this sight giving them small relief in this utter nightmare they have found themselves in except for one who was a little more anxious of this all pleasant sight. The others scoffed, Enns were well known for their politeness and cuddly behavior something these Enns showed nothing but to the two Exterminators who were now petting and caring for them as the Enns called them “Fren” or “Lil Buddy” despite their increased size. The Enns said they were very scardies and needed friends to help them, which the Exterminators were very welcome to do. The Anxious Exterminator was about to get over their unfounded fear of the Enns given their overwhelming pleasing appearance and walk closer, up until he saw a growing smile on one as its visor displayed a very distinct bright yellow X as it readied its tail on an unsuspecting Exterminator being distracted by the other Enns antics. “WATCH OUT” he cried but it was too late, Enn had begun stabbing the unaware Exterminator with its tail multiple times injecting acid into the nape of the Exterminator. While one Enns acid and tail stabbing you isnt lethal by itself, only a minor medical emergency ( a very rare one) the multiple Enns all getting over the Exterminator and stabbing at her relentlessly caused such a lethal dose of Nantie acid to enter her system all at once the plastic around her chassis quickly begun melting as all she could do is gurgle until her death The other playful Exterminator quickly began crawling away backwards in fright away from the Enns as they killed his friend, not realizing he was entering a trap of some Alpha Oogis in the vents who had constructed a crude laser guillotine like contraption which quickly chopped off the exterminators arm (it was meant for his torso but oh well) the Oogis and Enns were having a giggle fest as they tried approaching them to finish them off, until the remaining Exterminator fired the only missile they brought for this mission at them to give some distance while they ran “What are we suppose to do now? Where do we go? This whole area is covered, we’re never getting out of here!” cried the injured Exterminator. They were both desperate, and looking for answers the healthy Exterminator eventually came up with the only idea he could “Theres one area we havent checked” pointing to a nearby and eerily huge tunnel entrance. “Thats where theyre taking the people they dont kill, that means theres something in down there worth exterminating”
>>1048 “Are you going solver crazy? We’re dead already, but we will be worse then dead if we go down there” the injured Exterminator exclaimed. “What other choice do we have, we are all thats left, at least we can go down on our own terms then go kicking and screaming” the Exterminator replied back. Either not having a good enough argument to counter this, or all the oil she’s lost, the injured exterminator sighed and lead the slow descent into the tunnel. It felt like hours of walking as they navigated the goey corridors of the inner hive.Tunnels lead in every direction, some dead ends, some leading back around to tunnels they were in before. It does not help that every few seconds they would feel the tunnels violently shake as a deep bellow echoed through them, but despite this they eventually they seemed to enter some kind of hub area for the inner hive itself where they hid watching the Oogis go about their business. The closer they looked the more they realized just what the Oogis had done with those they dragged down here, they’ve been transforming them into some sort of reddish liquid as they were stuck to the hive walls. Still alive, but it was like their skin had become a sort of deep red slime. They witnessed as they dragged a once human scientist away their new sludgy skin into another part of the hub, where they could hear a deep bellowing “Ooooo”
“Cyn Christ.. I think im going to be sick” the Injured Exterminator whined as they explored closer to see where these people were being taken, until they were stopped by yet another pairing of Oogis preparing to grab another poor soul. However this poor soul they actually recognized, it was the captain! As a drone her skin could not be transformed into this odd liquid, yet despite her attempting to fight back a few dozen Oogis dragged her into the next room anyways. Deeply horrified and curious, the pair of Exterminators venture forth into the feeding chamber. Inside they find something truly horrific, it was a disgustingly massive Bugretta over 20 feet in height and double that in length almost completely filled the room being attended to by several hundred Oogis. In front of her was several piles, almost spires of everything ranging from rotting food, to scrap piles of office supplies, to bones. The Captain still struggling was laid a few feet away from the Bugretta telling the Oogis to “Get the hell off me!” The Oogis began to try to alert the Bugretta (which appeared to be sleeping) of more food, Hugging and otherwise prodding her. Eventually the Bugretta awoke with a “Hmpth” and saw more food was prepared for her and began to wiggle around causing the room to shake and some Oogis to fall over on their behinds. The Captain completely defeated could only say “Do what youre going to do you overgrown sausage fu-” before a frog like tongue extended out of the Bugretta quickly dragging the captain into it withing a split second, ending her 4 year long Exterminator career with a mighty gulp. To think she was only 16 years and 3 days from a promotion. The Oogis awaited the Bugrettas response to her treat, to which the Bugretta let out a mighty Bellowing “OOoo” which rang out across the hive overjoying the Oogis. The remaining Exterminators could only sit back and watch in terror before slumping down next to each other in abject horror. They were completely hopeless, they couldnt take on an army of this size with a Bugretta this huge, its completely over. As they began to sink into each others arms for comfort they didnt realize that right in front of them and completely unharmed was another person who got their attention with a quiet “Uh Hello.. Hello Hello” By some miracle, it was god damn Dr Anon. The Exterminators were completely flabbergasted that he was somehow still alive after all this time and did what they could to get him out of the sludge trapping him into the wall. They had so much to ask him, so much they wanted to know about what the hell HE did to cause all this, to which all he could do is exclaim “This Enn seems out of hand.. Maybe another controlled shock” obviously he had completely lost his mind and could not help them in his current state, but this gave them renewed hope. If they can just get Dr Anon out of here, this mission wasnt for nothing, but HOW?! The Oogis were all over the place, and only left in short bursts to get the oversized sausage more grub. If they even so much as move from their hiding spot they will get immediately spotted and meet the same fate as the captain. “I.. I dont know what to do” the panicking Exterminator said sinking into his knees.
The injured Exterminator gave him a look of deep sadness which he couldnt see before she coughed up some Oil. She was dying anyways, might as well give him a chance. “Listen Exterminator - 7C, once I finish in there you need to quickly rush in there and perform a Bugretta - SW operation got it, then grab Dr Anon and get the hell out of here” The Injured Exterminator calmly said before getting up only for Exterminator 7C to grab her remaining arm “6A are you insane! A Bugretta of this size could level a city if we do that and you.. Youre going to… I cant let you do this” 7C shakily said before 6A wrapped her tail around him and gave 7C a deep hug “Its alright, just get out of here ok”
Unable to do anything about it, and knowing theres no choice 7C lets go holding back tears and gives her a long salute as she limps her way into the feeding chamber getting the attention of everyone in there “HEY GREMLIN FUCKERS, OVER HERE, PRIME NUMMIES RIGHT HERE COMING THROUGH” the Oogis and Bugrettas thoroughly confused look over at the bleeding exterminator coming right for them as 6A assigns herself to her fate waiting until- With a quick tongue grab and gulp, 6A was no more, another ground shaking wiggle and OOoo showing 7C it was about time. He carefully waited for the Oogis to leave to make his move telling Dr Anon to wait right there for him.
7C with all his might ran into the room to get a very sleepy Bugrettas attention, with only a few Oogis in there guarding her which they get into a defensive position for what he might to her. “WAAAIT” he exclaims, putting his arms behind his back his arms shifting as he pulls something out of eternal storage. The Bugretta, while wanting to eat him, gives a curious Ooo as her Oogi guards keep their defensive positon hissing until Bugretta gets upset
>>1053 From behind his back 7C pulls out a tiny, Darth Vader Plushie and puts it on the ground in front of Bugretta where she could see, making her extremely happy causing much wiggling as she exclaimed “Vado!” the ground felt like 7 earth quakes at once. The Oogis while surprised and confused seemed pleased this numie was pleasing the Boogi and did not feel the need to restrain him just yet. However This was only step one, then out of nowhere 7C pulls out his flamethrower attachment and burns the Vader plush into smoldering ash to a loud surprised gasp and AAA from the Great Bugretta
Completely pissed at this meanie numie the Oogis go for the attack, until 7C exclaims at the top of his lungs “THE ORIGINAL TRILOGY IS OVERRATED” The Oogis stop dead in their tracks, the Alphas flying at him stop and land on the ground. Terror on all their faces as they look back at the bugretta. Dead silence fills the hive, except for the Bugretta who was making a very faint growl under her breathe as she puffed out her cheeks. The Oogis turned toward 7C and began waving their arms in an attempt to communicate “PLEASE STOP THIS” except 7C only intended to go further “OLD LUKE WAS THE ONLY WAY TO CONTINUE HIS CHARACTER” Bugretta was beet red and began to violently wiggle around, her sounds of anger growing louder, 7C was backing up at this point closing in on where he left Dr Anon. The Oogis mortified began to try and calm the Boogi down, but she kept wiggling them right off. Even the Enns could please her as they tried to tell her you were just a “dummie troll” “AND ONE MORE THING” 7C yelled, Dr Anon on his back his voice a little shaky understanding what he was about to do “GREEDO SHOT FIRST” Bugretta was at peak anger, but this put her over the complete edge. 7C was already making a book for it hoping he could remember where which tunnels lead where as Bugretta yells of frustration and wiggling grew louder and louder Eventually her “AAAA-” cut off until BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM A ear splitting explosion, fire slowly coming for 7C and Doctor anon as he flew with his metal wings around the facility looking for the exit. He managed to escape the tunnel but knew he had little time until that explosion brought this whole place down. Getting past the panicking Oogis waddling around, bumping into walls, or hugging each other, or hiding in their beanies, 7C eventually made it back to the sludge covered door which lead them into this nightmare. Wait thats right, it was still covered in sludge, and more then last time. He desperately used all his strength to pry it open but even the strength given to a DD wasnt enough to get open this stupid door or pull off the sludge. 7C could feel the heat rising and in the distance see the fire ball coming towards him, in one last ditch effort he covered himself and Dr Anon with his metal wings an-
Its been about a week since the Enn Massacre of June XXXX. 7C is still recovering in the hospital after his metal wings were blown off his body when the explosion pushed him and Dr Anon out of the building. He was the sole survivor of his team, and to this day Dr Anon despite numerous interrogations has not explained to authorities how he managed to do this, how he got an infestation to occur this badly with just some Enns and Oogis in a lab. The combat data online could make New Drone city the super power of the world, but all Dr Anon can tell anyone is that he needs to give Enn “Another controlled Shock”. 7C was promoted to Captain of the Exterminators, the story reaching out meant he has plenty of recruits to train. He was given the highest medal of honor a DD could receive, the Cyn good noodle award, and was called a hero for his service, but when the mayor outreached his hand to shake he did not accept. All he could do now is go back to his dingy apartment trying to get past all the Sentinel Drone fangirls he has stalking him now and look up at the ceiling, and desperately try to ignore the sounds of little Oogi feet shifting in his walls.
okay im finally done now. I said it was going to be long, but I only do what the brain worms command. Hope you enjoyed reading if you could stomach the length
>>1041 welp. seems like my ISP has blocked prime chan for good. i wanted to post the sketch to /trash/ and found out. man, would've been nice to know earlier but i haven't had the time. i'll try mobile later though
>Fun Early Morning Canon Facts: N is the only thing in existence that can actually experience the fabled Sugar High, although he's never actually tasted a sugary treat in his entire existence
>Fun Early Morning OC Facts: Blondi exists in a state being both dead and alive. We will not know if Blondi is alive until someone writes her a greentext
>>1070 I think the only reason Blondi didn't catch on was because you had Y existing. But then again, Y doesn't really do anything relating to German History or whatever anymore, so I guess Blondi could have a chance, but no one is really interested in writing for her
>>1072 I don't think Y ever did do anything relating to German history like at all, there was just her uniform but Y's stories where mostly about tragedy not really being an overly obsessed German history nerd like Blondi
>>994 >J (ignorance is bliss) Just wait until she finds out the reality of the situation. She got ripped apart and rebuilt into a monster same as everyone else, she spent countless years living out a lie, unknowingly under the thumb of a universe-ending monster, and she was there at the gala massacre, she was there when her friend got skinned alive and assimilated into the Solver's primary host. She's going to have a bit of a moment when someone unpacks all of that for her.
>>1041 Hello Friend! From what I understand these are the main threads. I think a lot of Friends have to stuff that is eating their time, me included, which is sad because I want to post a lot of Dronesz and Drone related stuff. I hope I see your drawings and greens Friend! I would like to see more of your OCs, also, I think B should be the tallest, just because I like B a lot to be honest. There were some nice greens posted I tell you. >>1065 Well that's awful, is no good that they force you on whatever they want.
After putting it off for WAY too long I have started properly capping/processing the obscene backlog of New Stuff that has been building up, starting with the Pluschan threads. Although capping posts with spoilers is a tad trickier here than it is on 4chan I think I have found a clever enough work around by editing page elements of the posts themselves.
Certainly going to have my work cut out for me this time around, but I am determined to see this through!
Probably some enraged “you monster!!” –esque screaming. However, I am not good at writing stuff like that. On the other hand, we can imagine that it (alongside her just being awful in general) probably led SkeleTessa dissing adult Tessa over her drinking problem in my previous comics.
>>1116 > “After you cut Mother and Father out of your life you could have done just about anything you wanted with all the wealth and resources your inheritance and position gave you. Instead you choose to be a miserable cunt. You even squandered other chances at happiness life gave you by continuing to be a horrible selfish asshole.”
Alright how would each Drone taste, now think about this as if you were The Solver. >Example: Uzi tastes like sour grapes due to her personality and hair color
I ordered a WD several weeks ago and it finally arrived. Only issue is....that it already has personality set to "Jockish Tomboy" and the fact that it's 14 ft fucking tall. It's been practically living on my couch wearing my dads ol sports jersey. I feel like this thing could kick my ass if it wanted to but so far it's just been wanting to watch sports with me, but I don't even like sports! What the fuck do I do!