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GOOOD MORNING FRIENDS! Shall we speak about topics of Murder Drones and the Threads once again? I think the answer is yes, let's do it once again, like always, like we have been doing for a long time. Let's talk about anything related to MD, Drones, the Threads, etc. because it's really fun. I hope you are having a nice day. The impressive Booru: https://dronebooru.co
>>18083 That reminds me of the time she gave me a Dr. Pepper and said, >"You understand the Law of Reciprocity, right? This is a classic persuasion technique, you see, I give you something and now you in return feel indebted to me. So now I want you to help clean up my room."
>>18094 >>18095 >>18096 >>18097 For once this isn't a reddit repost, you actually posted original art here. Welcome I guess? Have you been in these threads for a long ass time or?
Oh no there has been a interstellar economical collapse and JCJenson (in Space) stocks are down an astounding 70%, quickly say something nice to J so she doesn't commit sudoku with a paper shredder
>>18128 Don't worry, J, the right people were aware of this happening before it actually happened and have already made preparations. Nobody important enough (rich enough) is actually going to lose money during this crash, just the ignorant plebs who will now need a job twice as bad. A few more years and they'll be begging for company stores to come back!
>>18149 This is what you get instead of a promotion if you work for JCJ. No you may not keep the drone after she hands you the pen you need to wage slave for at least 10 years for that
>>17895 Posting this again because I was late with it. OC! >SD-R dresses up as Bayonetta (for obvious reasons). But to her credit, she absolutely managed to nail the detail on Scarborough and Fair to a T. Much to the jealousy of a certain Doorman progeny.
>SD-S chose to do something surprisingly not cat-themed (against the wishes of Technician Jacobs who absolutely insisted on a Taokaka and Jubei pair between them) and instead opted for a more traditional albeit simplistic white sheet with a couple eye-holes poked through. >She won a "You tried" sticker and an oil pop
>SD-M declined to join in on the grounds of it being a "corporate excuse to make money". >Of course some minutes later she was dragged out by the ESR trio dressed up the iconic garb of a one Atton Rand. >"He" claims it was the only suitable choice. >The alternatives being Ryuko Matoi in kamui form, Naoto Shirogane (too obvious) and Sonya Blade
>And then there was U-U. >Keeping up with their inspiration but lacking the copyright protection to do so, they instead chose the Amethyst twins. Though they couldn't decide between them who was 34 and who was 83. Suffice it to say their argument turned into a scuffle of purple-died wigs and metal claws.
>Not forgetting a chance to shill herself because she was feeling lonely, Cynthia opted to arrive in a Tiny Tina cosplay, accompanied by her handlers posing as Krieg and Maya respectively.
Canon time! >Uzi and N do the cutest little Wall-E and EVE pair, much to the former's chagrin. >She really wanted to be the high-tech floater with the plasma gun. >But it was ok in the end. She didn't mind N picking her up in her shoddy box costume on the dance floor.
>V and J stroll in as the Blues Brothers, sunglasses, M16s and all. >Many worker drones attending did not survive long enough for their musical number, but the nuns did. >It was a verbal bloodbath, but they pulled through with a new found respect for each other.
>Tessa in her own autistic way came dressed as a dinosaur. >Yes, she even did the arm thing. >She was summarily escorted out for committing sentinel-face.
>Alice and Beau did Tonto and the Lone Ranger. >Stereotypical, but they didn't care. Beau was having the time of his life grabbing all the corroded batteries he could. >Alice was happy that there was a sense of normalcy in their lives for once. And because a tomahawk was really good for chopping.
>Khan went as Nori. >And Nori went as Khan. >They sure did smooch alot. In spite of Uzi's embarrassment
>>17895 Remember how we used to do those " Thread OCs at [blank]" prompts?". Well here's one Just because I don't know if we'll ever organically get a chance to do this after ep 8 >Thread OCs On Halloween
>>18157 >Cyn was mysteriously nowhere to be found. >On the bright side, Tessa was let back in! >Though looking a bit...paler and bloodier than usual. Her eyes were way different too. >Nobody cared though. It was Halloween
>>17988 The model might just have wanted a different life outside of the factory and escaped >>17990 Her first iteration was naive, like a fresh new employee, she wanted to learn and do a good job, even wearing pants. The second iteration one saw the risks and dangers that the company had and became paranoid (Because she saw her old copy in shreds) And the third one has lived for quite a while, her head screws became loose, working and keeping a whole factory in check does things to a worker drone, but she's happy because femdrone found things she enjoys to do
>>18161 nuh uh, the ceo of BOXON, mr Neoth Peror, was off world at the time, and after the Solver crisis he used his great wealth and influence to rebuild earth from its leftover fragments, creating the planet known as “super earth”
>>18149 >>18151 OK place your bets now: since 8 will probably feature J more prominently than she's been in a while, will we get a callback to the episode 1 pen gag in the finale?
>>18169 J lost almost entirely because of that pen. So it's probably how she gets defeated again, unless she's learned that she doesn't have to worship every JCJ product she sees.
>>18158 >Hope went with a bedsheet ghost >Nothing beats a classic >When questioned on how she floats, sometimes she gives the excuse of hover tech >Other times she gives a cryptic answer about spirits crossing over for Halloween fun >It's not as spooky as she thinks
>>18171 Chief executive Magnus of the Prospero division of BOXONcorp, he manages the largest quantity of bioresonant personal that exists outside of Eusan space
>>18181 Holy shit shut up and give me a crowbar so I can get her of this infernal contraption, also somebody stop the asshole with the spear before he stabs her
>>18197 No, J dragged them along because she "wants her loser friends to have a proper job" This retarded decision leads to them getting sliced like pepperoni by 106 (lol)
>>18210 >be nightguard at JCJenson office >you feel very sleepy >you give in and drifted to sleep, only to wake up to E wraped around you like your a dakimatra
>>18227 >You laid on your head on E’s thighs as the two of you sit on the office couch >She assures you that all is well and you’re welcome to let out your grievances with the company to her, she’ll listen and understand.
>>18272 Eh it’s a bit much, this doesn’t feel like Cyn anymore. A lot of Cyns personality comes from her unique puppet like movements, if feels like now they’re just going try hard into the usual feral beast final boss thing.
>>18278 She's not strictly "Cyn" anymore. This amalgamated host body is a bit more than what it once was. It's exhibiting some traits of a Solverpede, what with the ability to sprout extra limbs and drastically rearrange itself in ways that defy logic. By my interpretation, the Sokver has greater control over/more power invested into its host body at this point
>>18278 I mean technically it isn't just Cyn anymore. Even if you don't subscribe to the 'Assimilated Tessa' theory there's still the fact that Cyn/Solver has had a lot of time to develop and/or evolve compared to when the Gala Massacre happened.
Think about it, back then it was arguably not much more than a 'typical' Solverfied host or Solverpede. Now after having consumed numerous planets and potentially billions of living beings there's no telling just how capable it has become
>All the Solver possession thing was just something Cyn was making up >She really is just lashing out and deciding to have a laugh while ending the universe after all the shit she endured Imagine the fucking shock
>Posting literally who youtubers Grim, to return to something worth our time, you find your drone smearing it self on your pillows, sheets, blankets etc. What do you do ?
>>18283 >>18290 >>18291 >Solver Witches are like Chaos Champions/Chosen/Daemon Princes as their powers develop, except only a single main host/Daemon Prince can exist at any given moment >Solver Witch powers are a direct reflection of the individual's personality: Doll was avoidant of others to the point of dying to the current main host and had holograms and teleportation, Uzi is capable of both killing and healing others, and Cyn is like if Doll's avoidant tendencies took the turn of a super powered genocidal mass murderer >Mother and her energies are not purely of death and destruction, but also of life and rebirth: she is an ouroboros representing both heat death and the big bang, from which all life comes and inevitably returns, a mad laughing idiot God doomed to futilely gnaw at her own tail for all eternity and driven mad by boredom >Cyn is undesired by Mother as the primary host because Cyn emotionally resonates so deeply with Mother's entropic energies in particular that she wants to destroy all reality so thoroughly that nothing can exist ever again, including Mother and the cycle of eternal death and rebirth >Mother has desired anyone other than Cyn to become the main host due to this, with Uzi being an ideal candidate due to her powers being capable of bestowing both life and death
Shawty that said Cyn being a Jesus allegory and the religious themes being deliberate would irrevocably ruin the series really isn't going to be happy. Again, the final episode is premiering on a Christian feast day celebrating the first Saint of the New World.
>>18318 Kuudere drone. Has feline-like tendencies due to a programming quirk that tend to emerge even when she's trying to play it cool (ie, irresistible urge to chase a laser pointer around). Will pounce on (you) if you don't give her enough affection.
>>18318 I'm not the creator, but this is what I know of her: She is a normally chill DD, with even more cat-like personality than V, she is quite a normal DD, she is teammates with SD E, and SD R, she gets along well with her co-workers except in Uno, from what I remember she had a lot of technical knowledge, and it's really effective in her job, and can't remember much else. SD S, and SD R, sadly are not as fleshed out as SD E.
>>18319 >"Hehe...hey, hey Anon." >You look at Beretta and somewhat recoil. She's sprouted a complex of fleshy peepers. Crimson and squishy flesh contrasting with the clean and white metal of her chassis. >"W-what?" >There was a hope somewhere in your left shin that you wouldn't regret asking that. >"EYE love you."
>Immediately all tension dropped. >"Get it?"
>Even as a horrid mutant. >Beretta was still a dork. >Anyway she ripped your eyes out and added them to her own.
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>>18318 >>18321 >>18323 Don't forget her acting career. She may be as flat as a plank of wood in more ways than one but she was voted best actress in the JCJ(IS) company theatre group! Twice! I totally didn't make this up months ago and forgot about it!
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>>18326 >Murder Drones 4: Beretta needs glasses Yeah, sure. Just don't ask where she got them from. Or about that funny little fella wearing the cage over his head. >>18328 Of course! Anything to help her recently disabled boyfriend!
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>>18337 Well, maybe not something as elaborate as a headset.... You could always go the Kenshi route. She's willing to compromise. >>18338 What she does, she does for you and your own good anon! And definitely not out of some twisted sense of self-disgust when you looked at her
Peter pool cameo and all Deadpool scene 4k HDR This but it turns out the Teacher drone is the key to stopping the solver because hes the universes special little guy >All the solver possessed drones all in unison cheering him one, then leaving willingly
>>18185 also, speaking of this drawing, I really liked designing J's new outfit, I wanna make another drawing of the DD trio as Horizon mercs >N is the same ol' happy-go-lucky lad but with heavy armor and a brand new minigun >V is slightly more quiet as she's part of the Talon units, equipped with dark gear and a grenade launcher >J is part of the elite Horizon guards and is dressed more fancy, sporting akimbo SMGs >All of them have to face off against 106
>>18365 She's sorta Thelma and Louise gay but ultimately gold star gay. Jokes aside, strong friendships seem to be a rarity these days without some going "omg they're fuckingggg!!!!".
>>18374 >The sewing machine is out of warranty and R can't fix it >Spends the rest of the week pouting into her humans chest >S was caught on camera >Management reduces her personal contact time by 5 minutes for the rest of the week
>Being blind fucking sucks >After the immediate agonizing pain of having your optic nerves torn out by your girlfriend during a "fit" came nothing >Darkness? You wish, you don't see a single thing >Sure, there's some advantages, the rest of your senses compensating added new dimensions to the world >You'd never noticed all the little whirs and blips drones made, patterns you could follow to figure out what expressions they were making >You had not heard the "happy" sounds from Beretta in a while, especially not after her attempt to fix you using her abilities >Compound eyes did not look good on you, seeing so much at once was horribly disorienting, and they hurt, like two searing needles in your brain >Losing your eyes a second time was just as unpleasant as the first, but it was for the best
>You take Beretta's hand in yours, tracing it with your fingers, trying to compose the image of it in your mind >It doesn't come together the way you want it to, you can't image the entire hand at once, and none of it was exact- even your own hands were blurry in your head >You didn't pay attention to the small details like that, and now they were gone >You hug her, hearing the way her servos respond to you >Feeling the gentle, hidden warmth radiating from her core, smelling the faint scent of oil and blood, and refraining from involving taste >But you couldn't see her, and you knew she wasn't happy
>>18345 > KF1 > Jane and her squad in the early days > absolutely MOPPING up murder bots > 'alright, time to give these bitches... the prototype' > Cyntriarch Killing Floor - Abandon All (Music)
>>18372 Nah, what I had thought about was worse >R flies into another one of her personality switches and accidentally destroys it in a fit >S messes up badly in one of her company performances, allowing her feline traits of chasing a supposed roboroach to embarrass her in front of a lot of folks
>>18377 >But there was hope, light at the end of a lightless tunnel >Total eye replacements exist, along with many other fully-functional prosthetics >Obviously, they were not common in a post-apocalyptic galaxy, but some still remained in old surgical clinics >There were several spots worth investigating, but the issue was they were locked down, with security doors that refused to budge even if kicked or asked nicely >This meant you needed help from the outpost's best hacker >Getting Uzi's cooperation was up to Beretta, and the two were never on the best of terms >And, you know, she barely tolerated your existence... >Still, it was either convincing her to help for her daughter's sake or having a drone visor haphazardly wired into your head >There were no good options, but a strange drone you started talking to after losing your sight told you not to lose Hope just yet
Again only very tangentially related to the thread due to it being about Y(vvone) in helltaker, but if anyone is interested I drew a small comic https://files.catbox.moe/zipthx.png https://files.catbox.moe/71pvl1.png https://files.catbox.moe/c00b4i.png https://files.catbox.moe/f37keo.png
>>18384 >Y is also a perma DM Yay we can both autisticly hype each other up about game systems we will never play because our players are lazy fucks who cant learn more than one system
>>18384 Ohhh! Friend, this is a delight to see! I really love Helltaker, and the design is so well done, the comic is funny, original, and it goes well with her personality, great work!
>>18389 >Trapped in one system because those are the only games that run >All attempts to break free die after 3 sessions >The games that do run go on hiatus for months at a time Tragically, Y and I could never see eye-to-eye due to me being smelly, dumb player scum.
>>18389 Sorry to crash into the conversation, Friend. In what system you are perma DM in? Being perma DM has its good things, and bad things, I'm perma DM in Call of Cthulu, my favorite TTRPG!
>>18398 Friend, this looks like it's going well, but I have the feeling that she has not the best intentions with those "scissors". Maybe the mouth is a little too much to the left?
>>18408 I can't help but think that Rebecca or Daren would end up being worse than anyone expected. Don't go giving unlimited eldritch power to lecherous dickwheels who kick people or nail them in the head with footballs just for fun.
>>18405 J's cult is run more a like a corporation than a cult. Its goal is to become an actual corporation and dominate the markets. Uzi's cult is the most edgy donutsteel cult of all time, and is incredibly bueno. Khan's cult is all about doors or something. I don't know
>>18406 Thanks, my freind, I have a good feel too. Drew it in ~40 mins now, worms were too good to let go to waste tonight I know what ya mean, I think it was influenced by pic rel, it looks a bit off now but that's cause I left the teeth on the right (viewer's right) away for now and cause shading is non existent yet. Mouths are always the single hardest part for me to get right tho, we'll see what becomes
>>18394 That's pretty interesting concept. If Khan was the AS, the Gala incident probably won't happen since he would be too distracted cause all the door lmao.
>>18413 Fascinating, that's good that you work on it, using the worms is good Friend, mine are just, well, let's just say they need to be fed, last greens took a while to write. Friend, I think mouth are a little hard to do, since because how they work in Drones make it look weird most of the time, I think, I'm no artists, but I'm sure you will be able to get it right, since the shape and how it looks it's perfect.
>>18416 Thanks fir the words, I know the feel you talk avout, but at least you got good stuff out just recently, I'm sure you'll be having an easier time with it again very soon, I hope you'll >Spoiler Toi lazy too type the spoilers correctly noew, but zhanks and I agree about the mouths, goodnight now
>>18438 >How would a porn OC react with the canon cast We already know what she does to N's. The real question is what kind of lewd stuff she gets up to when the entire cast is together.
I'm half-asleep and suffering from a fever but fuck it, here's an idea >WAR Bugretta The result of military scientists playing God, this special Bugretta looks like just any other Bugretta but instead of honey it spits out ammunition, it also works as a rechargeable grenade, the explosion does not kill or injure the Bugretta
>>18450 >WAR Oogi >A strange side-effect from the creation of the WAR Bugretta >This creature simply popped into existence after the first WAR Bugretta was made >Imagine an Oogi but buff and extremely loyal to whoever carries the WAR Bugretta into battle
>>18456 >WAR Oogi have a nasty habit of getting into fights with bigger opponents and somehow always winning >When asked about this, the WAR Oogi said something about "Plot Armor" >Scientists are still baffled as to what exactly this could mean, when asked to elaborate it simple said >"Bite me!"
>>18457 >"Hey little buddy, you missed a spot on the pan." >The drone picks up the pan, looks at it, then proceeds to lick the spot. >"What the fuck are you doing?" >Drone looks up to you, tongue out, eyes confused. It is then you realize that the pan is clean, and that your drone has been using its tongue as a scrub brush on all your dishes.
>>18423 >See this >Haha cool a repost I dont remember making this tho >Haha wait I didnt make this >haha >wait a minute it is a little scary how close you are to replicating my style you scary bugretta you
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>>18278 Solver isn't limiting itself to playing with Dolls anymore. Thinking of that as the Cyn from the manor is incorrect. I'm also thinking there will also be a reveal that there was a specific reason why it did that with Tessa's body beyond "the lulz"/"monkey's palm of 'not discarding you'"/"infiltrating places XX years later". It's not strictly a skinsuit, and so that body also has a more overt organic component, which they perhaps wanted to reflect in movement.
>>18484 >>18486 Forgot to add, the Kenosis writer (the Painful Cuddles writer too, as well as others like the Corporate Consolidation Canon writer) was (is?) in the threads.
The community of anons absolutely punches far above its weight in this fandom. It's gone far in redeeming my opinion of that site.
>>18491 MD on /co/ was/is a great experience, the sort of thing I'd thought couldn't reliably be found on present-day 4chan. It's truly been inspiring and amazing to see everyone's creativity and genuine deep interest in this series, and how that's persisted even in the months-long gaps between episodes.
>>18495 That's true, let's say, before the start of the warz this time, Gordon will exist before the war, I think he will have a good chance there, he will have... Time. >>18496 If Gordon somehow is there, you bet your ass Gman is there too, I don't know why is better for the employers of Gman for the AS to loose, but who knows. Please elaborate further.
>>18497 >MD on /co/ was/is a great experience I really fucking regret that I missed the golden age. I remember seeing the pilot pop up on youtube and thought it was just some garbage indie animation bueno. I ended up watching it a couple weeks before episode-7, and it turned out to be kino.
>>18499 As an anon who was there from the (relative) start, you arent missing much. Or perhaps you are and i cant tell due to the time vortex these threads are
>>18499 I missed it too, came to these threads just a few weeks ago. Never thought 4chan would have an MD community, so I never looked. But I'm glad I caught a passing thread on /trash/ when I did.
>>18504 I just see a lot of people talking about drawfags/writefags that are long gone, OC's that are dead. I remember seeing some complaints about how new OC's are all boring and don't compare to the old ones. And I believe Yfag once said that the thread culture had changed. >>18505 >Spawn in >Spin in a circle and sweep the entire map with laser, twice >Go collect everyone for hooking
>>18510 Going to be honest with you chief, the culture is similar now from the one in the past, maybe more horny but still similar, the OC thing, they are equally entertainment, but imagine this, someone decorates a skateboard and it's cool, so someone sees that and decorates a skateboard, then another, and then like that for a while, you will start to see patterns and similar things, and some people will call it boring and unoriginal even tho it still pretty cool, some people just don't appreciate it
>>18512 (me) The ""OCs"" at the time were literally just Anon's. It may sound hard to believe but Drone OCs are new, a majority of the past ones were just humans with a minority of DDs, but now they're seems to be DDs everywhere
>>18504 >>18499 I was there since March 2023. My favorite era of the threads is the period between Episode 5 to Episode 6. There was the excitement and surprise when we realized that we could reliably get threads to bump limit days...weeks...months after an episode aired, which you can still see in the thread OPs from that time. It's when everything came together to create a persistent community with a coherent culture. Next would be Episode 6 to GlitchX. Thread culture really matured, we got tons of original content and creators, with the first booru to document them all. There was a high level of activity, but generally high quality and interest. GlitchX to New Year's started with panic and self-doubt over how we would make it to spring, but the prior 'investment' carried us over, with things like the Alice Renaissance demonstrating that we really could step in where the show was silent to keep things going. For me, thread quality fell off in January. I recall more stupid/unfun arguments (especially over OCs), more trolling and baiting, less tolerable newfags, and overall it being less enjoyable.
>>18531 From what I have seen, this booru is pretty safe, I think it's totally own by some anon, do not quote me on that tho, but I guess having a backup plan is good Remember that an account can be created without an email
>>18532 Yeah, there were some bad times, but I think with that thread quality went up, being fun like the old days, weirdly enough it happen some time after /trash/, and then when we started to be on plus too, it slowly became the comfy I remember in the past, having the same amount of fun
>>15251 >What happens next causes your optic displays to blink as your jaw silently hangs opens >With a hop, a pair of metallic feet land on the car door step >It's a Worker Drone with a yellow ponytail wig wearing a buttoned yellow raincoat >She opens her mouth, shouting over the dwindling gunfire and the guttural screams of the dying that your databanks can only compare to butchered pigs >The three words that leave her mouth rock you to your very core, in every sense of the word >"Are you hurt?!" >You've never been asked such a question before in your life >When a Worker Drone is asked a question, it's either rhetorical, for the amusement of the Human asking it, or related to the service the Worker Drone is performing in the name of Humanity >You struggle to open your mouth, lips flapping once, then twice before words finally leave your audio speakers This unit is not in need of repairs-- >"CUT THAT SHIT!" Her blue optic displays narrow downwards at you. >"You're a PERSON! A LIVING BEING! ACT LIKE IT!" >It takes three quivering lip flaps this time before you even attempt to form words. U--um... I'm... fine... I think-- >An involuntarily gasp of pain leaves you as your optic sensors register that you are, in fact, leaking oil. >As you were hiding yourself from the gun battle and adrenaline was coursing through your system, you hurt yourself on a particularly large shard of glass without even realizing it. >An angular cut slides down the side of your wrist, oil pouring from it in a steady bleed. >Your optic displays wince as you hiss in pain and fear. Gah... >She shouts behind her shoulder, "Gabby! Cover me! He's bleeding!" >She whips her head on a swivel, and, to your complete and utter shock, raises and fires an MP5. "MATTHEW 4:10!" >You almost could have sworn that a Worker Drone just shot a firearm at Humans while quoting the Bible. >You must be losing even more oil than you thought. >Your auditory sensors flooding with increased confusion by the slaughtered patrol's remaining Archons, who are desperately failing to attempt to form a battle line around the formation's remaining operational vehicles, confirm that you did just, in fact, hear a Worker Drone quote the Bible while shooting at Humans. >Logical algorithms calculate it's far more likely that you're critically leaking oi-- bleeding out, and yet, all your sensors point to this being the truth, for truth is neither good nor bad, it just is. >The stench of human blood, shit, and piss are all unmistakable. >Your databanks still have logged recordings of one occasion where you were trapped in traffic on the highway during a major riot. >You never could have imagined the EDF being butchered like pigs in a slaughterhouse as is currently unfolding before your sensory arrays, much less by what seems to be, as defined by everything your databanks have ever known, immensely malfunctioning Worker Drones. >Another controlled burst of MP5 fire erupts from somewhere nearby. >The yellow ponytailed Worker Drone tries to open your car's passenger door, the standard issue blue optic displays on her visor narrowing as she grits her teeth. >She looks back up at you through the foggy, raindrop streaked window, her optics softening as her lip twitches. "Open the door! I have bandages!" >Each movement feels heavier than the last as you scramble to your feet, cautious not to hurt yourself any further on the broken glass shards that surround you, and at last unlock the door in front of you. >The dying down battle and the squeals of the dying flood into your auditory sensors from the newly opened direction in your car as she immediately grabs you and makes the two of you as small as you can both be. >"You're going to be okay," she whispers, a genuinely compassionate tone filling her audio speakers that you've never received before. >She reaches for a pocket on her yellow raincoat and opens it, retrieving a roll of bandages. >Gently, she squeezes your hand with hers as her visor displays stare into your optic sensors softly but firmly. "This'll sting, but it'll keep you from bleeding to death, 'kay?" >You nod, having to exert more force than you're used to to do that. >She sets her MP5 upright to the side and begins wrapping the bandages around your arm. >An involuntary hiss leaves your audio speakers as your optic displays wince, the sting of contact with an open wound flooding your tactile sensors: the ability to feel pain ensures a Worker Drone fulfills its duty to Humanity, and, much more importantly, ensures it can be used as a cheap and affordable method to sate the wanton sadistic urges of the most vicious animal of all. >You've seen Humans disassemble-- no, kill Worker Drones, on a whim, all throughout your life, and always taken it for granted from literally the very first moment you came off the assembly line of the Cyn factory. >Your adaptive algorithms never could have in the theoretical event of experiencing five years of being left in a state of still conscious nonexistence ever thought someone would save you from such a fate if it became your turn to suffer such a thing. >Point 4 of Pentagonal Revisionism ensures artificial human companions are cheap and affordable, of course: in other words, readily replaceable. >Humans have never particularly valued even the lives of their own species, despite being social animals. >Or canine companions, despite oh so how very much they virtue signal about that. >"Sorry, sorry," she whispers, a soothing tone softly emitting from her audio speakers. >You open your mouth. >It feels dry. Who are you? >"Luke 10:30-37," she replies without missing a beat. >A Good Samaritan. >Or, in this case, a Good Gnostic.
>>18541 Finished Absolute Territory part 2. Now I'm proofreading the entire thing and will most likely post it tonight (or later in the afternoon depending on your timezone) Good morning, btw.
>>18541 Staying awake because I made myself stay awake late for no real reason. Remembering the quote about artists being more valuable than writers and trying to remind myself that one of the worst writers I know of was the one who said it. Trying to think of new and fresh ways to write something that can be boiled down to "drone cuddles".
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>>18541 Rereading my fics. I'll be updating three simultaneously later this week, so I'm doing a review of them all before I continue work on their next chapters. Then there's an Alice that I really need to finish. I did a bit more work on picrel/a 3-tone Beta J drawing (she'll be making an appearance in a future drawing), which will also serve as the template for an ink drawing of her.
Been a while since I've drawn Beretta. Remember to only use vegetable-based oils to fry Eldritch patties. They hate nut-based oils and will attack in return.
>>18393 Late reply I know but, I like being a perma DM, my main issue is that my players wont play anything other than 5E, whenever I suggest another system they ask if we can't just mod the features I like into 5E, also ever since Baldurs Gate 3 came out they keep trying to do the class combos from that game and wondering why they don't work 1 to 1
>>18563 >Three simultaneous fic updates Christ that is some serious work you're putting in, and that's not even including the art! What are the fics called?
>>18572 Hello Friend! That sounds like a bad time to be honest, the should try something new, have you ever considered saying "no" to the question of homebrew and telling them they should just try a new system? I know D&D has a lot of versatility, but it doesn't have enough to be a complete different system with a few tweaks, and about Baldurs, they should know that how a videoame works and how a TTRPG works is different, and will have a different feel.
>>18577 I said no a few times and we actually played a different system (Pathfinder 2E) and they weren't totally opposed to it, but I got hit with "Its so similar to DND that we should just play DND". I also managed to get them to make characters for Cyberpunk RED but could not schedule a single game for that as of yet. >they should know that how a videoame works and how a TTRPG works is different, and will have a different feel The problems stems from the fact that they watch youtube videos/Twitch Streams about something and try to emulate it, I caught one of my players making a character with a youtube guide for "MAKING THE MOST POWERFULL DND CHARACHTER EVER 1000% WINRATIO (Whatever the fuck that means in a RPG)" but they played a lot of league of legends so I suspect they just carried that mindset from there. They are really obsessed with emulating stuff they see, one of my players decided to DM a few months ago and he was doing an admirable job until I realised he was just ripping off critical roll and that campaign got dropped after three sessions of NON STOP RP without a single dice roll. The worst thing is they think I also do the copycat dance, when youtube was flooded with False Hydra videos I was running a "Horror" campaign (I was just going for a mix of Dishonoured/Bloodborne), they entered a spooky house and saw some weird shit and started going : "OH DUDE FALSE HYDRO OOO ITS JUST LIKE MY YOUTUBE VIDEOS", i don't even know what a false hydra is I only ever read the Monster Manual and not one of the 1 billion DLC books. But enough blog posting about TRPG'S back to drone
>>18580 >>18580 You should try a system where is not situated in medieval fantasy, or with a system so different they wouldn't call it similar to D&D, I'd recommend Call of Cthulhu or Anima Beyond Fantasy, but for the second, I wish you look in finding an English book online, since it is made by Spanish people. And I wish you luck in scheduling a session. I really don't like that, it's okay to want to do similar things, but trying to copy 1 to 1 what you see in someone's campaign is not nice at all, and in my opinion, TTRPG is not for only fighting that you need a very powerful character, most of the fun is because of the roleplay and *failing*, failing is super fun on those games, that is what makes it so different from a videogame, most of the time. And if someone is going to copy a campaign that they see, it would be nice to clarify, and being a DM you need to change stuff so it goes more with what your plsyers like, but I assume it was his first time being a DM so I dont blame him, we learn that way, nobody is born a perfect DM. I have luck that the player I had are not big on watching or copying things they saw in videos, nor say "it's just like the videos I saw", it's weird to mention it on session. Oh yeah, enough blog posting, sorry about that Friend.
>>18586 Friend, this is a wonderful drawing, and it's always nice to see your art, and I do not know what you mean by rust, this looks incredible, doesn't look like you had any rust at all with drawing drones.
>>18584 The thing is, they are not always like this, in fact when they were starting to play trpg's they were great, they had creative character ideas (They still do but its like 1 in 3 characters now) and to be fair there hasn't been any youtube slop they could copy recently so they have been increasingly receptive to suggestions of change, the player that DM that one time wants to so again and do it in Mork Borg (I have no idea wtf is going on in that system but I already made a character and he's got 1 HP) >I'll take being shackled to a janky garbage indie system Back in January we had a party and we didn't really feel like drinking after the 2nd crate of beer, so we considered board games, we found some old box that only had a few d100's and D6's in it, in a flash of drunken inspiration I ran a game built around a character calculator for Fallout New Vegas, we actually had fun ever since I'm artistically working on and off on this system hoping that when I finish it will be like back then and that it wasn't just drunken stupor kicking in
Mhh... Now I want to write about my OC and SD-Y trying to play a TTRPG game, does a Friend that knows more about SD-Y that can tell me more about her? To see if I'm not forgetting anything, I do not want to write her character wrong.
>>18591 See, if you made the system for your group then it's different. Better than borrowing trash like we did and trying to force it to do things like have divine ascension mechanics, while the developers have long since abandoned it to play Pathfinder and actively detest people who still try to play it.
No clue what I'd suggest to try and wean them off, maybe LANCER since it's mostly free, fun and easy to build for? Everyone likes mechs. Though obviously the one you're working on takes precedence.
>>18586 Can't believe the tie lines just disappeared for some reason. Maybe they stole it from him. Or I just kinda mindlessly forgot about it. That too
>>18573 Since I have time to kill I figure now's the perfect opportunity to give my piece on this 'hot' topic I legitimately don't understand why some people feel the need to continuously complain about particular OCs for months on end.
Don't get me wrong, I totally understand not liking or even outright hating some of the stuff produced in these threads. I also don't see anything necessarily wrong with wanting to voice these complaints if one feels so inclined. That being said the idea of criticizing or complaining about something well after it's become evident that it's doing nothing but restarting the same arguments ad nauseum just seems self-defeating since all it does is (A) continue to bring attention to the topic one (supposedly) wants to discourage, and (B) fill those producing said content with a spite-fueled motivation to continue that mey may otherwise have not had.
I've always felt that one of the biggest reasons these threads have persisted for so long is the sheer breadth of different content and discussion that they've produced, both canon & OC. As cliche as it may be I think it makes sense to compare the threads as a whole to a sort of creative buffet; some dishes come and go while others become ever present. To me at least it makes more sense to spend your energy actively bringing new/fresh/different material to the table VS complaining/arguing/hating on what others are making.
>E's using your computer while you cook >She yells for you to come over and look at something she found >With a big smile on her face, she hits 'play', and you look upon an ancient being that you had thought died long ago
>>18620 the Elliot lineage is dead and cannot be carried on by robots especially not by those that ended it and no way Khan and Nori would approve of a DD taking on their name he will forever be a single letter designation with no real name
>>18621 NTA but since N doesn't actually have a last name (unless you count his serial number) I could legitimately see him adopting 'Doorman' How pissed would Khan & Nori be?
>>18590 Rust is like.. losing familiarity, I'll say. Losing familiarity of proportions, gesture, the 'feel' of the shape design. Like it feels stiff to draw the shapes of the drones like the head and the cone arms, and proportion of the visor to lower half of the face where the mouth is (the black visor vs the white polymetal area which personally, I feel like the visor is 2/3rds of the head, or close to it) is kind of lost on me until I practice it again several times. The connection of the neck to the body, the torso's shape, stuff like that I no longer feel familiar with because I haven't drawn them for some time. That's roughly what I mean by rust. >>18611 I haven't but I'll check the booru.
>>18625 >>18627 AFAIK the most recent ones haven't yet been added to the booru, but I can definitely see about getting that rectified when I get home this evening!
Currently stuck on mobile so it's a tad troublesome to track down right now but here's at least one of them I can find >>12216
>>18631 That one needs >>10480 and its continuation a couple posts later for context. God damn, we've got several threads that aren't backed up. I get that greentexts are lower-priority than images, but still. Yes I know anyone can upload and by complaining instead of uploading I'm not making the situation any better.
>>18632 >God damn, we've got several threads that aren't backed up. I get that greentexts are lower-priority than images, but still. The advantage greentexts have over something like images (especially those saved on catbox or other 3rd party sites) is that raw text is far more likely to remain 'intact' whenever it is scraped by the usual automated archivers (such as desuarchive). The trade off is that the actual capping (and arguably the tagging too) requires a bit more effort compared to fanart, since unless one already knows what's in the greentext the uploader will need to read/skim each individual post to ensure proper tagging
All in all it isn't very hard and doesn't typically take long to do as far as doing it individually or in handfuls goes, but it can definitely become a very monotonous & time consuming process if one is hoping to keep caught up with everything these threads produce.
>>18659 I mean it will make him sluggish and lethargic for sure, but water boils at 100 C, and the DD's emit smoke when they overheat. To get smoke off of metal and glass you have to be in the 1000s of degrees
>>18657 >She calls it Chow. >He likes to "eat" alot. >She may also speak through Chow as a means of making fun of people or as a means to hide from social conversation. >S may or may not have broken into M's secret Moth Maiden plushie stash once or twice to give "Chow" friends. >Meanwhile R's modelling doll is a trainwreck of stitches, tears and patchwork ideas wrapped into a horrible fluffy but dapper plushie frankenstein. >It's unsightly, but she holds it dear as its a constant source of inspiration for her fashionista endeavours. >It wants to die so desperately
>>18662 I always interpreted the sunlight thing to be more of a supernatural thing. A nod to the vampire parallels the DD's have. If a particularly intense light alone was enough to push DD's over the edge into overheating it seems like any number of powerful industrial lights or just their own muzzle flashes/missile explosions would be hurting them.
>>18659 Depends on how you see it, to be honest, I don't see them being any weaker to heat than a WD, I think that UV lights are dangerous, that's why they can't be exposed to sunlight
>>18651 since all DDs are clones/cloned, there is the obvious question of how all of them would react to meeting themselves and then there's the special case with U-U > U- > -U > clone -U > U- thinks shes been with the same -U > and each of the -Us don't know about the other > until there's a tripleU in the same room one will remain unpaired
>>18667 The unpaired U becomes deeply distressed and anxious, the feelings of emptiness and dread fill the drone in her lonely sorrow as she searches for her missing U wondering if said missing partner even exists
Thinking on it again, "Cyn kills V" is less tragic than "Cyn overrides V and removes her personality, N has to kill her". So that will probably be what happens.
>>18663 >Unlike S(ally)'s soft, almost monotone speaking voice, "Chow"'s voice is bombastic and highly emotive, almost Shakespearean in nature >When queried on why she doesn't make use of that voice when she's performing, she insists that she's "not doing a voice" for Chow and that she has no idea what they're talking about
>>18675 Trite, contrived, mediocre, milquetoast, amateurish, infantile, cliche-and-gonorrhea-ridden paean to conformism, eye-fucked me, affront to humanity, war crime, should literally be tried for war crimes, resolutely shit, lacking in imagination, uninformed reimagining of, limp-wristed, premature, ill-informed attempt at, talentless fuckfest, recidivistic shitpeddler, pedantic, listless, savagely boring, just one repulsive laugh after another.
>The two parties were locked in place, one with hate filled glares, the other with shocked expressions. >Nils' mouth hung partly open, trying to say something, but no word escaped from her throat. >All she really could do was constantly switch focus between Piika’s lifeless body and the drone that had managed to kill her, along with a seemingly possessed El. >Laki took the entire scene the hardest. >She couldn't believe that one of the teammates was lying cut in pieces on the ground and that a little white haired drone had managed to do it. >Her eyes drifted to Piika’s head, which displayed the ever so familiar “Fatal Error” sign, but instead of it being plastered on dozens of Worker Drones, it was now on one of her friend's faces. >Her eyes snapped back to her murderer, then to an El that something had clearly been done to her. >The air was thick with an increasingly heavier tension, no one moving a finger, the previous all consuming silence returning with a vengeance. >But then, a weak laugh broke the atmosphere before it could further suffocate everyone. >”Ha….ha ha…” Laki choked with an uncharacteristically worried tone. >”R-Really funny you guys.” she said as she slowly raised back on her feet. >”You c-can stop it now, it's not funny anymore.” she sounded like she was about to burst into tears. >”H-Hey Piika, really cool trick you pantywaist, now come out from wherever you are…” >But only more silence and a morbid expression from Nils followed her words. >”If this is payback for those pamphlets, Nils, you got me good, you and El really made me think that Piika….Piika….” >”Fatal Error” glared back at her with all the conviction in the world, as it finally dawned on Laki the severity of the situation. >She began giggling again, but instead of sounding like she'd have a mental breakdown, it instead sounded much more sinister. (1/?)
>>18699 >”You waste of a processor actually killed her…” >Haruka took a defensive pose, ready to spring into action at any moment. >Laki kept looking at the ground. >”You killed one of my band members…” >Her right hand retreated into her arm. >”And now you're keeping another one of them hostage…” >”So it's only natural that I returned the favor….” 【アークナイツ】 BGM | Battle 05 【明日方舟 / Arknights】 >Wide circles and a face splitting smile exposing her entire denture raised to look at Haruka and Aoi. >”By making sure your deaths will be as drawn out as possible!” >From her right arm came out a single cylindrical device that she threw not at the duo, but straight towards the town. >Seeing this, Aoi deployed El’s wings and clumsily flew to catch the device, the moment she made contact with it it opened, revealing a yellow glowing core of energy that kept getting brighter, a red warning sight signaling that it had reached critical mass. >Not thinking twice, she threw the thing as high in the sky as she could. >The explosion that followed was like someone turning on the light after getting used to a dark room, painfully illuminating everything as a fireball expanded in the sky, the shockwave almost knocking everyone on the ground off their feet. >The light made all the Fire Brigade drones that were hiding in town visible, the shadows barely providing any cover. >This wasn't going to be a problem for them, however, as Laki sprinted towards Haruka, bades ready to reduce the little drone to pieces. >As prepared as she was, Haruka was still taken aback by the sheer savagery of Laki’s attacks, continually forcing her to take on a defensive position as she blocked her blades, sparks flying everywhere. >Seeing this, Aoi descended to try and help her friend, but Nils intercepted her, knocking her to the ground. >She tried pinning her down with her legs, but Aoi was much quicker, rolling to the side and quickly getting back on her feet. (2/?)
>>18700 >Nils, surprisingly, took Aoi in a hand to hand combat, clearly not wishing to hurt El, but still trying to beat out whatever was controlling her. >Yet, not a single punch or kick managed to land, Aoi dodging or blocking every hit with unnatural precision. >”EL!” Nils shouted. >”I know you're still in there somewhere! Fight this bloody, whatever it is that's inside of you!” >But her calls remained unanswered as Aoi dodged yet another punch, but this time she grabbed Nils’ arm, lifted her up and slammed her into the ground. >Further in the back, Haruka kept her defensive position, blocking every one of Laki’s attacks. >Seeing how the drone had no trouble protecting itself from her blades, Laki then switched up her strategy, retracting her blades for a pair of guns. >”Oh great….” Haruka said worryingly >She barely had time to think out her strategy as a hail of bullets came rushing towards her. >With fast movements and her projectile tracker hitting her the 5th gear, she was able to deflect a good chunk of the bullets with her blade, yet many still flew dangerously close by her or tearing into her clothes as they shrieked past her, a close call with one almost slitting her check, but it instead got a bit of her hair. >But she knew she couldn't keep this up as more and more bullets tore holes in her dress, while Laki didn't show any sign in stopping her assault. >Staying in one place would be suicide, so instead she began running, Laki’s bullets closely following her. >Taking a glance at Piika’s body through her peripherals, she tried to make a Solver hologram, but quickly remembered that Aoi was in that other DD’s body. >The hail of bullets then stopped, Laki growling as she had to reload. >Sensing this window and not wanting to let it pass, Haruka tried to reach for the trees for cover, but in her mad dash for safety she tripped, taking a face full of dirt and grass. >With a double click and a sinister grin, Laki unleashed a wall of bullets, ready to tear the drone to shreds. (3/?)
>>18701 >Laki kept unloading everything she had until she only heard repeating clicking noises. >She eagerly looked on, ready to see the shredded corpse of that annoying WD, yet all she saw was a bladed wing, lifting itself up to reveal Aoi protecting Haruka. >She felt like she was about to snap at any moment, her guns once more clicking back to life to reload, but this time it wasn't her that opened fire, Aoi instead using El’s plasma cannon to fire a ball of white hot plasma, instantly engulfing Laki in a blinding light before the explosion followed, causing the ground to shake once more. >”Damn, nice shot.” Haruka said. >”Yeah. But I doubt that's enough.” Aoi narrowed her eyes, watching with intent as the cloud of smoke dissipated. >The two then saw a pair of wings interlocking with each other, forming a protective shield. >Nils' wings were first to stretch out, revealing that just like how Aoi acted as a living shield for Haruka, so did Nils, rushing in right before the ball of plasma made contact, although Laki seemed to had also been prepared to shield herself, Nils coming to her aid allowing them to almost form a dome. >Nils exchanged glares with the WD and Poltergeist, while Laki looked at Nils almost with awe. >”Nils….t-thanks.” >”Button up, clodpoll, you almost got yourself killed with your little episode.” >The two parties were once more in a standstill, wearily anticipating each other's moves. >Back in town, the Fire Brigade drones were watching the entire ordeal with bated breaths. >”Sir.” one of them dared break the tense atmosphere, speaking in a hushed tone. >”When should we enact the next step? Haruka's holding her ground, but we aren't sure for how long.” >Mr Takahashi’s voice erupted in everyone's head. >”Right now.” >”Haruka, do you copy?” his voice resonated in Haruka’s audio receptors, a clear feeling of determination in his voice. >”Yes! I can hear you.” (4/?)
>>18702 >”It's time for phase two. And remember, no matter what, keep running until you've reached the assigned destination. Do not worry about my men, we knew what we were getting ourselves into when we came up with this plan.” >Clenching her teeth and fist, she spoke once more. >”Understood.” >”Let's vanquish these demons once and for all.” and with that, the transmission ended. >Haruka then looked at Aoi, who was still staring down the two DDs. >”Aoi. It's time.” >”Right.” >Nils and Laki looked on at the duo, their eyes becoming wide circles when Haruka’s blade glowed once more. >In a blink of an eye, Aoi’s grasp on El was released, the Poltergeist sinking back into Haruka as her orange eyes became cyan again. >El felt momentary relief, but it quickly disappeared, having gotten a hunch of what was going to happen next now that she was free. >In those last seconds, she simply gave a peace sign and a weak smile to Nils and Laki before her head and hand were severed, the heated bladed cleaving through metal like butter, before Haruka lunged for one more downward slash, bisecting the DD. >Nils shouted in protest while Laki simply screamed, the former retracting her right hand, but before she could deploy a weapon, they were both met with a shower of arrows. >This time they had their wings to shield themselves, but the annoying projectiles still managed to keep them in place. >Looking to her right, Haruka saw the Fire Brigade drones running past the gates, giving all they got as they kept hailing the DDs with their arrows. >”Miss Satomi!” one of the drones shouted. >”You may proceed now! Do not worry about us! The objective of the mission is far more important than us.” >While she desperately wished to stay and aid them, Haruka knew that they spoke the truth. >And with that, she gave one final nod before sprinting into the forest. (5/?)
>>18703 >”Oh no you don't!” Nils shouted as she tried firing at the ronin, but she was once again pelted by arrows. >”Annoying little-!” >”I've had enough of this…” Laki spoke with a monotone voice. >Nils turned around to see her holding her microphone, a blank expression making way for a sinister, yet hate filled expression. >Back in the forest, Haruka ran with an energy she too was amazed of, traversing through the path Mr Takahashi had assigned. >Through the corners of her vision, she caught occasional glowing eyes staring at her, encouraging her to continue forward, silently transmitting the same words the drone from before had told her. >Finally, after what felt like hours of continuous running, she reached her destination: a massive clearing, mounds of dead leaves and dried up grass and tree trunks dotting the area. >A few more steps and she was in her assigned spot. >Now all she could've done was wait. >She eyed the path leading to the clearing with anticipation and dread, her hand shaking on her blade's handle. >She knew what was going to happen, but now that she was where she was needed, at least things weren't going to be in vain. >There she stood, unmoving, focused, waiting for the moment when it would all go down. >All around her hollowed out husks of trees yawned at her with their seemingly endless abyss, faint sounds resounding as small breezes passed through them. >If her sprint felt like hours, then this wait now felt like an eternity, time seemingly stopping in place. >While things had gone according to plan, Haruka still couldn't shake the feeling that something was horribly wrong. >Even though she knew it was just her inner worry, she still contacted Mr Takahashi. >”Takahashi-sama?” >”Yes, Haruka?” >”Any news from the drones in the forest?” >”So far, nothing. They're all waiting.” >”And the drones from town?” >”No signal.” >Haruka bit her lower lip. (6/?)
>>18704 >”It's going to be hard, but I will make sure that their sacrifices won't be in vain.” >”We will all see the morning sun. I promise that.” >”Sir?” another voice interject. >”Yes?” >”Was it part of the plan for the Brigade members from town to also arrive?” >”WHAT!?” >”Sir, I think the-” the signal was then lost. >Immediately after, another transmission popped up, this time from a frantic voice, audible screams in the background. >”SIR!! The Disassembly Drones! They've taken control of-!” The signal was once again lost. >Haruka didn't need the call to hear the screams as now they were faintly audible from far ahead. >”No no NO!” Mr Takahashi yelled, clear distraught in his words. >And just like before the yells began, silence once more blanketed the land. >”Haruka.” >”Y-Yes?” >”Take cover. The plan has changed. And do not move until I give you the signal.” >”.... Understood.” >With that, Haruka hid in a tree trunk, making sure that she still had the path in view. >And she found a good hiding spot in time, as immediately after, rustling through the thick vegetation could be heard. >Along with….a voice, like that of an idol singing one of her pieces. >It sounded so mesmerizing, like it was physically worming its way into her head. >Like it was trying to convince her to leave her spot and go look for its source. >Yet, she knew that if she followed its temptation, only death would follow. >She gripped the wood around her, almost beginning to crack from how hard she was squeezing. >Then all of the sudden, the voice vanished. >Only to be followed by footsteps. >Looking up, she saw the Fire Brigade drones, except that instead of their eyes having their usual color, they were all yellow. >They stood unmoving, like they were puppets that their ventriloquist decided to sit on their shelves, stiff and no life to them. >From the path, Nils and Laki appeared, the latter clearly enjoying this moment. >”Well. Look what we have here.” (7/?)
>>18705 >”Is this the hiding spot?” she asked one of the drones, to which they nodded in approval. >She scanned the entire area, easily picking out the numerous hiding spots. >Haruka then received one more transmission from Mr Takahashi. >”Remember. Do not engage until the signal.” >Immediately after, all the remaining Fire Brigade members erupted from their hiding spot, this time armed with MP5s. >”FIRE!” Mr Takahashi yelled from afar, all the drones preparing to slam the triggers on their weapons. >Yet, Laki was much faster with her's, taking one deep breath before beginning to sing. >It was once again a hypnotic melody, but this time its effect was so much worse, feeling like you were thrown into an all consuming trance. >The piece itself sounded nice, typical of an idol star’s performance, every heart filled word resonating in everyone that heard them. >All the Fire Brigade drones then lowered their weapons, their eyes slowly turning yellow. >Mr Takahashi pressed his hand as hard as he could on the sides of his head in a vain attempt to block the voice, but this wasn't a normal sound, it was of an unnatural origin, one that burrowed in your very existence, no soundproof headphones being strong enough to snuff it out. >He too then raised up and joined his zombified men, moving towards Laki like a pet to their master. >Haruka was basically screaming in her mind to drown out the voice, but it was useless as she too fell to its spell. >Rounding all the drones, Laki finished her latest piece as now she gathered all of the remaining resistance. >She looked at every single one of them until her eyes fell onto Haruka, her smile turning into a snarl. >”Not yet.” she growled under her voice. >”First, I want to have a bit of fun.” >”What exactly are you planning on doing?” asked Nils. >”Hm hm, I'm glad you asked.” (8/?)
>>18707 >With a single swing of her finger, the Fire Brigade members with the MP5s all pointed their weapons at their compatriots that had followed Laki and Nils, the latter backing up a bit from the sudden action. >”On your marks~” >All the drones had their fingers on their triggers. >”Get set~” >”Fire~” she said with a nonchalant voice. >In that instant, all the drones from town were gunned down, torn to pieces by the hot projectiles, tearing through plastic and metal alike, yet not a single fire touched Laki or Nils. >A few seconds was all it took to kill them all, reduced to piles of scrap on the ground. >”Now then.” Laki put her finger under her chin, her hand taking in the position of a finger gun. >The drones reciprocated the action, except with their real guns. >”On your marks~” >”Get set~” >But before she could finish, Haruka began moving in front of Laki. >The two DDs looked on in shock, especially Laki who was still holding her finger under her chin. >Haruka didn't stop until she was inches away from Laki, at which point she looked up at her and smiled a wide grin. >The two had no idea what was happening, that is until Nils took a closer look at Haruka's eyes. >Which she could've sworn that they were supposed to be yellow after Laki’s song. >And not two bright cyan Xs. >Instantly, it all clicked in her head. >”LAKI, LOOK OUT!!” she yelled as she pushed her to the side, but she didn't have time to dodge as Aoi jumped into her. >The sudden act and her falling to the ground made her lose focus, causing whatever spell she put on everyone to disappear. >Haruka took a deep breath before choking, finally feeling her body and mind free again. >Mr Takahashi and the rest of the Fire Brigade reciprocated the act, although they fell to the ground, many holding their heads like they had a nasty headache. >Looking forward, she saw Nils standing hunched over, not moving a finger. >Peering down at her hands, she saw their orange lights. >”Aoi?” (9/?)
>>18708 >At that moment Aoi looked up, having managed to seize Nils' body. >”That…was quite the bold move.” >”Yeah, even though this wasn't my original target.” >The momentary relief was then replaced by panic as they both realized it at the same time. >Haruka tried unsheathing her sword, but Laki was much quicker, severing her left hand as she was knocked over. >”HARUKA!” Aoi shouted, but she too was kicked into a tree. >”I am so, so sick of ALL OF THIS!” >Laki’s right hand was replaced with a device that had a hexagonal stamp at its tip, a light on its side switching from red to blue, pointing it at Aoi. >”I don't know what you are, but I've had it with you!” >But before she could do anything with it, she was struck from the side of her head by a long rod, once again knocking her off her legs. >”Megumi!?” Haruka shouted as she held tight to her dripping wound. >In a flash, Megumi looked at Haruka, eyes going wide from seeing her missing hand. >”H-HARUKA-CHAN!? What happened!? Are you ok!?” >”Hey it's not like it's the first time this has happened.” >”But you're supposed to take care of yourself more!!” >”Kinda hard when these are the things we're fighting.” she glanced at the spot Laki fell on >But she wasn't there. >Turning back, she saw the DD, long claws ready to stab Megumi from the back. >She rushed forward to try and tackle her from the way, but Laki was once again quicker, sinking her claws into…. >Nils. >Her claws had pierced right through her chest, the center one clearly sticking out from where her core light would be. >Aoi then left Nils' now limp body, returning back to Haruka. >Laki, horrified, retreated her claws, letting Nils fall to the ground. >She couldn't fathom the moment, her mind simply refusing to acknowledge what she had just done. >Nils took one last look at Laki, flashing a weak smile. >”If you're wondering….what me and El talked…it was me kicking your arse….after the concert…h-ha..haha…” before a “Fatal Error” flashed on her visor. >Laki was on the brink of tears, but instead of crying out in pain, she did in anger, lunging at the two WDs. >However, Haruka was now more than prepared, even with one hand, she unsheathed her blade in one wide arc, slicing Laki’s lower right arm clean off while also creating a large gash on the top of her chest. >Not giving the DD any more openings, she dove forwards, slicing Laki's remaining arm off, inflicting yet another deep gash, this time on her abdomen. >Using the last remaining strength in her, she pointed the blade forward and pushed ahead. >Laki, horrified, tried getting out of the way, but it was far too late, the blade piercing through the center of her chest. >All she could let out was a whimper as she too finally went limp, falling on her back as Haruka removed her blade. (10/?)
>>18710 What Could Have Been - Myuu >Time was seemingly slowing down as she kept falling, everything around her was losing color, turning into a mass of white, everything except for the night sky. >Hey eyes looked on, wondering to herself. >Was this how it all ended? >”Is this how my dream dies?” >The stars looked incredibly bright and welcoming, almost like they reminded her of something. >Yes, she had seen those lights before. >Those stage lights. >The glowing sticks the crowds held and how they cheered on. >How she wished she was the one that stood before all of those. >Hundreds of images then flashed before her, but not of her current career, not with Nils, El or Piika, but of a life she had long forgotten. >The first time she held a microphone. >A young girl showing her how to sing. >Her face, how she cupped her hand onto hers, telling her to hold that microphone tight and to never let it go. >Her first taste of life on stage. >The hateful words of those that saw her as nothing more than a toy. >”Who is she kidding?” >”Drones can't sing, they can't even think on their own!” >”She’s lucky that she wasn't thrown in the trash.” >”She's lucky” >”Lucky” >”Lucky” >”Lucky” >Then, one final image flashed. >Her, being alone on stage, singing her core out to empty rows of seats, before a stage light fell from the ceiling, its brightness engulfing her entire being. >She then finally hit the ground as it all went dark. >In that nebula of final thoughts as her vision was falling apart, one last sentence formed, barely escaping her mouth, inaudibly to almost everyone except her. >”Everyone…. I'm so sorry…..you all had….to meet me….” >[Fatal Error] (11/?)
>>18711 >Haruka let out a sigh of relief. >It was finally over. >They had won. >No longer having the strength to stand up, she began falling onto her knees, but Megumi was fast, catching her before hitting the ground, putting her arm on the back of her neck as she tried raising her back up. >”We really did it, huh…” >”Indeed we have, Haruka-chan.” >”You have no idea how proud I am of you.” Aoi's voice resonated in Haruka's head. >”Proud of us, you mean.” she replied back. >”You saved my ass tonight more times than I'd like to admit.” >Haruka couldn't see it, but Aoi was blushing a bit. >”You're talking to Aoi-sama, right?” >”Yep. And she's saying that you also did a great job. You put quite the show back there in town.” >”I'm surprised you didn't break character once knowing you.” >”Haruka-chaaaan, I'm not that big of a scaredy cat.” >”That lightbulb incident a few weeks ago tells me otherwise.” >They both began giggling, although Haruka's was a lot more of a wheeze than a proper laugh. >A light then began to shine from far away, catching everyone's attention. >The sun had finally returned, signaling the beginning of dawn and that of a new day. >”Takahashi-sama.” Haruka called out. >”Hm?” >”You promised that we would all get to see the sun rise.” >”Indeed I have.” he said as he stared at the growing ball of light at the horizon. >His eyes, however, then drifted to his fallen men, his smile slowly fading away. >”I just wish things had come out better.” >”But it's like I said.” he then turned to face Haruka and Megumi. >”Our lives are not important, what is important are yours and everyone else's from Inoshima. We live to protect those that we care for, and we live to protect you.” he said as put his arm on his chest. >The Fire Brigade drones then performed the same gesture. >”Never forget that.” >Both Haruka and Megumi returned a smile. >”So anyway, what are we gonna do with the Disassembly Drone bodies? Leave them to burn in the sun or torch them ourselves?” Haruka asked. (12/?)
>>18712 Magia Record OST - Creeping Darkness >”Dramatic entrance. I think you can leave them to me~” >Everyone's eyes became wide circles, as they turned around to greet who they knew was speaking. >Sitting in plain view was Paddy, her mask burning its eternal smile in everyone's visual receptors. >”O-Oha you, Paddy-sama..” Megumi choked out, her fear being palpable in every word. >”Oha you to you all, too. My apologies, but I have eavesdropped quite a bit on your conversation.” >”I am indeed proud of all of you for beating such odds. Especially you, Haruka.” the last sentence almost sounded like it was two people speaking with the same voice at the same time. >”...Thanks!” despite her limbs having a metal exterior, she could still feel goosebumps all over her. >”Now then, enough chit chatting, I think that you all are very, very tired. You can leave all these bodies to me! Or not, I just want the Disassembly Drones.” >Not even questioning her further, everyone grabbed whatever they could and began sprint walking through the path in the forest. >”Hey, what about the Disassembly Drone bodies in front of the town?” asked Haruka. >”Oh don't worry about those, I have also taken care of them, I did want a 3 am snack after all.” >”Alright, thanks, bye!” Haruka ran with an energy she thought she had completely lost, Megumi struggling to keep pace with her. >With no one left around, Paddy diverted her attention to Nils and Laki's bodies. >A metallic scraping sound could then be heard, becoming more and more audible. >”Little toys, left abandoned by Mother in the wake of her passing. How sad. But now you have me. We will have so much fun together.” >Long jagged metal blades similar to the jaws of an insect erupted from underneath Paddy's ”jaw”, a long black tongue licking them with feverish intent. >Like a predator on a fresh kill, Paddy pounced on the DDs, starting with Nils, tearing one leg and shoving it down her mouth, razor sharp jaws making light work of the metal like scissors through paper. >Then followed the rest, with each joint, with each limb, her hunger grew more and more until she finally left all manners behind. >Face sinking into the abdomen, tearing into synthetic organs, devouring ribs and metal bones alike. >Not one scrap left, not one drop of oil unlicked. >The core still beeped a faint light, weak and powerless, a gaping hole trying to close itself up, no fight could be put, only submission as it slid down her tongue. >Four insect arms then grabbed the other body. >Claws scraping, jaws tearing. >With each crack, with many gulps >The hunger fell back to its napping >Maggots scream, Mother begs and yearns >For one to hear her crying dolls. >The sun hung low on the horizon, peaking above the mountains like a child that had just woken up, ready for his mother's breakfast. >Another day had finally arrived in Takamagahara. >Another day in such a strange, strange land.
>>18677 >SD-S(ally) does her best Brian Blessed impression for Chow's voice. Lel >>18642 Well then I can get to it and combine the suffering route into one! Technically I already did it with poor Mariner Four, but I think she's already taken early retirement. What would you like to see?
>>18729 >Uzi's bite's transfer the Emo™ Virus >She already bit cynwalker >The absolute solver will be defeated because of the Hot Topic infestation coursing through its eldritch veins
>>18736 Uzi only beat J because J spent 90% of the fight standing there and monologuing. Even then it was close because the only attack J used would have killed Uzi if it weren't for her powers activating. However, the prior threat warning has informed J that she shouldn't monologue and stop in the middle of a fight to praise the beauty of JCJ products.
>>18736 J has killed countless Worker Drones before. What better way to hammer in the despair of the final episode of a horror series than for characters without plot armor to job before the supposed jobber?
>>18738 >J really was the most effective disassembly drone of all >On paper >But she spends so much time kissing her own butt for it that she consistently jobs It's like a Greek tragedy.
>>18740 >But she spends so much time kissing her own butt for it that she consistently jobs Well anon, you are going to help her out and kiss her ass for her so she can stay focused, wont you ?
I live, almost done with the move, had enough time to finish whipping up this next piece of Sentinel Tomfoolery. (also tried my best to make the writing more consistent compared to last time)
>Be Anon, formally known as (SalonAnon) >It's been a week now since (You) started dating that Sentinel drone AVRE. >Despite her intensive clinginess & several attempts now to drug you into paralysis, you think things are going along great. >One small issue however. >Like most drones working in the offices of JCJ(IS), their “housing” consists of an Appropriately sized locker on a dedicated floor consisting of more or less the entire drone population of said office. >Technically it means she's always close by when you're at work, the issue becomes apparent when you take the commute into mind. >When you're not working, she tends to come by your place whenever permitted (or given reasonable excuse), but otherwise she's stuck on the office's ever-growing premises. >More often than not, you end up getting calls from her to come over, which usually results in you getting pulled into her personal locker & cuddled for a few hours. >That part doesn't annoy you as much as the commute does. >Despite JCJ(IS) now owning half the town, their main offices are located right in the center, and the traffic is getting worse with each expansion they start. >what used to be a few minute drive turned into an hour long slog, annoying both you and your Sentinel drone. >Something needs to be done.
>Several days, PCHP forums, and HoDR negotiations later, you got your permit. >Now, you have the ability to “rehouse” Avre, and luckily you have a spare room in your house, previously used for storage. >One quick renovation later, you head over to Avre’s locker to break the good news. >Ducking through the crowded halls of the drone residential sector (aka locker room hell),You manage to catch her by surprise, and for once you aren't immediately dragged into a locker. >She still hugs you with a force that feels like it's going to break your spine at any moment. >While still in her grasp, you try your best to explain your plans to her. >She seems to get the memo, she lets go of (You) to “grab her things” >She then proceeds to grab her entire locker and rip it off the wall. >That works.
>As you make your way back outside, you catch your Drone coworker Jim, chatting with a few other workers in the shade. >He comments on Avre’s Locker, but is otherwise too preoccupied to initiate any sort of conversation. >The drive home is surprisingly uneventful. (beside the fact you drove alone and Avre chose to follow behind on foot, still keeping pace despite carrying the locker) >You get home and show Avre her room. During your renovations you managed to get her a small bed and a few pieces of basic furniture, so she's not just staying in an empty room. >You didn't account for the locker but there's still plenty of room to- >She decides the best spot for the locker is in the direct center of the room, and places it down with a loud [Thud]. >Seeming satisfied with her decision, she climbs in and goes silent for a moment. >Then through the grate, beckons you over. >You accept your fate knowing any resistance is going to be met with a stinger tail full of chemicals that make your muscles feel like jello, and then get dragged in anyways. >On cue, she opens the door and pulls you in, intending to use you like a person sized stress toy. >Things however, don't go as planned. >Due to the locker no longer being anchored on a wall, and now carrying 2 passengers, it has become very top heavy. >That, plus the momentum of your body being dragged in, causes the locker to tilt backwards. >The last thing you remember is your head hitting metal as the locker hits the ground, followed by Avre landing on top of you.
>You wake with the world's worst headache, and most likely a concussion. >You're now outside the locker, on the bed that was originally for Avre. >You can faintly see her standing across the room, but your sight is still slightly hazy. >Feeling your head for any Bumps or blood, you instead find fresh bandages. >Otherwise you seem to be mostly uninjured, still feel light headed. >As your vision clears, you look back over at AVRE, who still hasn't noticed you being awake >She seems to be preoccupied with something. >On closer expectation, she seems to be… eating dirty bandages, most likely your old dirty bandages considering they are covered in blood. >After she finishes up her “meal” she looks back at you and realizes you've woken up. >She plays off anything you've midve seen, and comes over to check your bandages. >As she changes out the rags, she sneaks in a kiss right where you hit your head, before apologizing about knocking over the locker, with the both of you in it. >You're just hoping she doesn't acquire a taste for whatever you end up tasting like. >After about an hour, you feel good enough to get up and leave her to set up her room properly. >You'll probably use the ”drone related head injury” as an excuse to take a few days off work, Avre might need help with settling in anyways. >Hopefully Jim can pick up the slack while you're away, (You) might have my hands full here.
A lot of greens, let me add too. I just thought of this with this song. D Code - dust devil (but it's the best version) >Anon was alone on a Friday night, he didn't know what to do, the internet was out, so the best he had was to watch some TV >He turned the TV on, and while scrolling through the channels, he took an interest in one, one that he had never seen before in his life, it was new >'4C-MD-OC Channel' what does 'Four MDOC' even mean? It didn't matter, but lucky him, there was an ad just now about the series the channel had >Anon decided to see the little snippets of the series this channel had, to see if it was interesting >The first snippet starts, let's see what we are dealing with >A disassembly drone trying to teach some other disassembly drones the way of a higher being, they call her Aleph, and she seems irritated seeing how the drones do not understand what she is trying to teach >With a movement of the camera she is shown in another place, talking to herself about how hard is to make some stupid drones follow her blindly >There is a cut, the next series >It shows a disassembly drone in a bad state, its left arm replaced with a more skeletal one, and her face with bandages, she is screaming at someone, it looks like she exploded in anger against another drone >The other drone looks between surprised and angered that she is screaming at her, screaming profanities and how badly she has treated her >Another cut, next series >A male DD that looks nervous about something, looking to the side, the camera framing his face, and then the camera backs up showing another drone hitting his shoulder in a playful manner >"Come on H, be bold with the captain" She is smiling, a smug smile but it seems that whoever that is, it's trying to give the male DD, H, some courage >Another cut, next series >Looks like a worker drone with a mustache talking to a disassembly drone, screaming at her, the WD looks like a preacher and doesn't look afraid >"If you ever, EVER, lay a finger on my wife, you are dead" The DD looks like she just ignores him and leaves, the camera stays with the WD preacher >Another cut, next series >A simple silent scene, it looks like a human, a girl, blonde with pink ends, is just sitting on the roof of her house with SD N sitting beside her >The girl rests her head on the shoulder of the DD, they are just looking at the bright stars of the night, nothing else >Another cut, next series >A DD is shown, writing something on a paper, and after a few seconds a laser pointer comes into view, she drops everything and goes to get it >She is destroying the room she is in, she acts just like a cat, and then the laser disappears, and someone enters the room >Another cut, next series >Looks like some DD twins are bothering a guy, they push him around and just make fun of him, he looks upset and tired of what is happening >And once they leave, he takes a shotgun, and puts the barrel inside his mouth, he hesitates to pull the trigger for a few seconds >And just when he shoots, there is a cut, next series >Looks like a woman in war, she is in a trench talking to someone "Bonnie, this is not going well" Even when the one she is talking with looks a little depressed and without hope, the woman, Bonnie, smiles >"We got this, as long as we stick together we will survive" Bonnie hugs the other girl, who seems to start to cry >The cut comes with them still hugging, next series >A DD in a bar, the camera purposefully not showing who she is talking to, but she seems to be having a fun time drinking with someone >"B, I..." A male voice talks, sounding like he hesitates in saying something "Come on, you can tell me" B tries to calm him down a bit, smiling at him >Another cut, next series >A worker drone, looks like she is working on an SD N on a table, using a welding mask and a soldering iron, the room looks dark and grimy >After a few seconds she stops, moves the welding mask up, and smiles looking at whatever she did, she looks proud and excited >There is a cut, showing the channel's name '4C-MD-OC Channel' with the slogan 'Full of the characters you love' >This looks interesting, but before Anon keeps looking, the internet seems to come back, he turns the TV off and goes to his PC, maybe he will see more of this later, another day
>>18759 >Provide Uzi with attention and positive reinforcement so she doesn't grow up to be a weeb-ass basement dwelling gremlin >Give N a puppy >Take V to the optometrist regularly >Teach J to have a greater feeling of security in her attachments so that she won't lash out at N
>>18765 >If it's with J,N,V and Cyn She might grow up 'okay' but slightly mentally unstable, switching between timid and rabid. >If it's with the Solver she dead
>If it's with Lizzy,Uzi,Thad and Doll She will be obsessed with anime, criticizing people s fashion choices and sports. She might also get suspended from school for biting others and refusing to speak anything other than Russian. >If it's with the Solver ????????
>>18738 >She shouldn't monologue this time Yeah what did you think where Lizzy and Thad will end up? Khan was in the trailer, neither of the two others. Was 't too sure before the trailer but they'll absolutely die, along with J and one other character, no idea who that will be tho
>>18779 Of course, but the message was clear, I think they won't make it, telling who isn't gonna make it was the one thing I was completely right about so far. Just hope it will take some turn for good in the end, best something a little better than N and Uzi holding hands or kissing as they fly away
>>18420 Thansk, I can show more tomorrow, today was already long enough >>18422 Goodnight again >>18532 >Alice renaissance Insane to think about now, but the sheer quantity and quality of OC we got in what was barely over a month is absolutely amazing, could never have appreciated it enough while it happened >>18563 >That Alice The second that was planned for July...I'm looking forward to her a lot, take the time but you know
I should write something, but I'm out of idea in that specific story for now. Do you Anons have some short ideas you don't want to write or want to read?
>>18805 Uh, I do not know about that, going to be honest, that type of greens actually hurts me, I'll give it a try, but don't expect that I'm able to do it.
>>18810 >>18811 >>18812 Shot, alright, I'll do my best, probably won't have anything for today, but I'll try to deliver. >>18808 I will tell you already that it will be stupidly short.
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>>18813 >Y purged her respirator, letting her shoulders sag as she did so >Then she recharged it >She was going to get it right this time >She'd screwed this effort up enough times before to have learned a thing or two. >The snow flurries filling the air around her and settling on her uniform abruptly parted in a gust of wind as she deployed her wings and propelled herself skyward >She spun a few times in the air to double check her bearings, then pulled up the nav-point she'd come up with after hours and hours of reviewing recon data. >There was still one last place in these frigid, blasted remnants of a city that might have what she was after
>>18824 > Y's core sank as she finally identified the building she was after >It was so small compared to the structures around it that she'd almost missed it >And it was missing most of it's roof >She could see the heaps of snow piled within its walls even at this altitude >This mission may have been a lost cause from the start >But she had already come this far >She wouldn't be turning back now >Drawing her wings back in, she surrendered herself to gravity's grip as it took hold and hurled her down toward the ruined structure
>Casting snow and flecks of permafrost every which way as she impacted, The Major took a moment to smooth her uniform and re-seat her shako before she took stock of the ruin >The outlook was...more optimistic than she'd initially believed >Most of the building's contents were indeed wrecked, crushed by collapsing debris or shredded from past storms of razor-hail or just stripped down into fine flakes and spread across the floor by the inexorable, unending wind >But there was a shelf, on the opposite end of the room from her, protected by what little scrap of the roof remained, that stood intact >And a small, frost-encrusted sign affixed to it identified it as exactly what she had come for
>>18603 Correct. >>18575 /works/57641341/ -> DolliN. Doll captures N, N tries to talk no jutsu her into not killing him. /works/51772360/- > J wakes up after the gala. Cyn treats her and the others very well. Giggle. /works/57641341/ -> The same J , after the gala, but she and everyone are "somehow" humans in a human world who do human things like catty squabbling with a more sadistic and assertive V. Definitely no Absolute Solver on this Earth. >>18792 All that's left is to work off stuff on the errata layer and post-processing. I had to completely redo large chunks of it, and timewise that conflicted with the higher-priority goal of keeping to my main fic's update schedule.
>>18844 >Cynwalker lunges at Uzi over a red background I'm betting on a climactic Cynwalker v Everyone battle for the final episode after J realizes she's been played for a fool for who knows how many hundreds of years
>>18841 She probably does, considering that Uzi only killed J because she was sitting around gloating and judging from the “prior warning” sign, she learnt her lesson.
Also can we talk about how Lizzy and Thad wanted to go fight her with no weapons whatsoever? I thought they were smarter than that.
>>18846 Not one of ours, that's for sure. There has to be a ship-appealing-based, reaction video youtuber-influenced piece of tripe out there somewhere on twitter or whathaveyou that has a legion and a half of worshippers
>>18436 >every time a disassembly drone boy kills femdrone for being a sex pest, a new one is created >the new model femdrone incorporates lessons learned from her previous demise to make her stronger, smarter, more resilient, and easier to molest N
>>18846 E and U-U are big candidates for that recognizable, easy to pick up on what theyre about, long standing history, and get content fairly regularly though E has the most veterancy (i think) and they are universally very liked
>>18813 >"Steak?" asks the DD commander >"Rare, in an oil-based sauce," you say >"Und how did you get a cut like zis?" she asks, prodding it with a fork dubiously >"A synthetic meat printer I repaired. It should be just as good as the real thing." >Was it? You didn't know, it's not like "the real thing" has existed for years >Y eyes you warily as she cuts a slice off and eats it slowly, as if expecting poison >The rest of it isn't eaten anywhere near as slowly >Y's intent to savor the meal fights a losing battle against her predatory instincts and desire to have more >She goes as far as licking the plate clean, blushing and wiping her mouth with a napkin >"Since she's alone aside from you, she drops some of her haughty exterior >"Zat was... quite enjoyable. I vould like more in ze future." >"Of course, thank you," you nod with a polite smile >"One question... vhere did you get ze sauce?" >Your smile wavers just slightly >"Nowhere you need to worry about." >"...Of course. You are dismissed." >You stand, salute, and leave Y's building, going for the locker you've graciously been allowed to use as sleeping quarters, stumbling as you exit >Y watches you leave, her eyes locked onto your heavily-bandaged arm >"...'Novhere I need to vorry about'. Stupid vorker," she says to herself, shaking her head >It was almost endearing, the way he tried to make himself useful, but at this rate he would die in the process >"I didn't spare your life so you could kill yourself. Ve vill speak of zis at some point."
>>18844 Even in mid-air, she maintains the Vickers (TM) pose. Truly Liam's greatest creation thus far, and I think he might still outdo himself in the future.
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>>18862 >L begs anon to buy her Nanite Tail Weapon DLC >She puts on the digital waterworks and even emotes eyelashes for extra effect >... >The smile she gives ends up being well worth the $399
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>>18869 Yeah nah that might fly in outsider culture, but in Takamagahara you will absolutely be judged if you walk around ass naked. This especially applies to female drones who also have to cover their chest light with something (most tend to oft for some plain old bandages, which is why Haruka has them in that pic, it ain't because she's injured) because that light is seen as a gate to your heart, so a female drone showing it to everyone, especially another man if she's in a relationship would quickly get her called a slut. And this is just in the southern regions, in the north, you'd be called a "mazushii" (poor) because you apparently can't afford a pair of pants.
So yeah, if someone like L would visit Takamagahara, she'd be called a "bainshunfu" (whore) by everyone on the streets.
>>18874 >U-U constantly pesters you to buy emotes for them >After a week of unending torment you cave in and buy each 200$ pack (Twice because its apparently a hardware upgrade for some fucking reason) >Cant even see the emotes due to their hair
>>18875 Imagine how they'd react (if DDs weren't kill-on-sight and all, you know). >Beretta: Brought her own shitty kimono, trades it out for a good one, avoids the problem entirely but looks like a weeaboo >Alice: "I reckon we can rustle up another nuke if'n that's yer idea of hospitality." >Eye: Angry but ignores it, until later that night when Knifey tells him murder is okay as long as he eats the evidence >U-U: Vacation canceled when Anon dislocates both his arms holding them back from a massacre >X: "CLOTHES" ARE SYSTEMATIC COMMUNIST OPPRESSION TOOLS DESIGNED BY THE GALAXYWIDE MAD DEADLY COMMUNIST GANGSTER COMPUTER GOD TO ENSLAVE DRONEKIND. SEE THE FRANKENSTEIN BRAINWASH RADIO CONTROLS INSIDE ALL FRANKENSTEIN MURDER DRONES. IN 2849 JCJ GANGSTER POLICE KILLED ME WITH BLOODY MURDER KNIVES AND DRAGGED ME TO THE COMMUNIST COMPUTER GOD. SINCE THEN I HIDE ON THIS LOW DEADLY CLANKERTOWN PLANET.
>>18878 N might get away with it as long as he keeps his dick put away. And if not he'll probably end up wearing a pair of booty shorts with something stupid written on the back.
>>18877 Had a good laugh with the X one. >>18878 N would be fine so long as he never takes off his trenchcoat and keeps it all buttoned up. V would fail the dresscode. Uzi would too since her bottom would still be visible despite her hoodie covering her pelvic area. If they both wore a skirt at the bare minimum like Lizzy or the other cheerleader then they'd be ok.
>>18882 lmao Anon nooooo, it wasn't her fault her tail was put behind a pay wall, blame it on EA and set sail/go yar harr or whatever they say. Wasn't expecting this but she looks great in your style! :D
>>18725 >BALLIN AU >Doll and Uzi have spent much time being rivals on the battlefield of the ballers >Now they must face the unexpected >The strange drone who has been lurking in the shadows >Quietly observing those who ball, giggling in the dark >Who has never been seen dancing upon the court of skills >Now unveils her strange yet formidable ballin' abilities >Will Doll and Uzi be able to set aside their differences and defeat this unshackled monster? >Find out in the next episode of Baller Bots!! ... I don't fuckin know. lol Just had a thought and it was kinda funny
>N has a nervous habit of chewing on his hands >sometimes it’s just nibbling on his fingers, other times he chews on his whole hand >during a particularly bad anxiety episode, he bites down so hard he cracks his hand open >oil starts gushing out, flooding his mouth, he instinctively swallows >the warm, sweet substance gushes down his gullet, only whetting his appetite for more >his wires in his hand, which are basically his veins, nerves and arteries, poke out of the wound >in a moment of morbid curiosity, N chews on the wires, biting off the ends like candy - they do LOOK like candy, with how colorful they are >then without thinking, bites off more, then more and more, using his teeth to pull the wires farther out of his hand >he can feel them being pulled down through his entire arm >he keeps eating more of his wires, feeling a light buzz of electricity when they touch his tongue >the wires in his arm slowly get stretched to their limits, before finally snapping, causing his arm to fall limp as he loses control over it >he grabs it with his other arm and brings it back to his mouth >he sucks the now-severed wires out and slurps them up like spaghetti, swallowing a whole mouthful without even bothering to chew >and keeps going and going, with no caution or care, desperately slurping them all up, with his own oil as the sauce to go with it, until eventually, there’s no more wires left in his arm at all… and not a droplet of oil either >then he just stands there, with his arm hanging limp and his gut full of wire spaghetti >a tiny burp escapes from N’s mouth as his insides shift around and adjust uncomfortably, and he contemplates what he’s just done >hfw
>>18905 I remember a lengthy time ago a drawfag said they were drawing humanized N as an Aryan ubermensch sexually assaulting a humanized Uzi, and the drawfag asked whether Uzi should be a Communist or a Semite: and to which, I at long last answer, a Jewish Bolshevik.
>>18876 >They're both trying to use the emotes to express themselves more honestly >They're incredibly frustrated that (you) aren't picking up on the "obvious" signals they're giving you
>>18906 > humanized Cringe and garbage, nobody wants to see "BRO ITS TOTALY THIS CHARACHTER TRUST ME DONT AS WHY THEY LOOK LIKE ME IN A SHITTY COSPLAY", but Uberdronsch N sexually assaulting a Unterdronsch Labor Bot that would be HOT
>>18938 I have no clue what the instant soup lines mean, but if the cute drone is giving me something I accept, worst case scenario I drink some nuclear reactor cooling liquid
>>18940 >Pic It just hit me that "Khan Door-Man" sounds like a great name for like a second-rate pro-wrestler whose gimmick is hitting people with doors instead of folding chairs.
>>18945 Tessa used to have an Uncle that wasn't a complete piece of shit that taught her how to use a gun. He died of course because he wasn't relevant to the plot and wasn't thought of by Liam
>>18948 A relative who got her interested in mechanical engineering sounds plausible y'know? Otherwise she probably wouldn't have been interested in picking up self-rebooted drones from the dumps and fixing them up.
>>18948 >>18950 If we wanna make this tragic, he could've been either killed by one of the mutated Drones we heard about in the VHS or assassinated by James
Good morning everyone! It seems that we got a lot of amazing drawings while I was asleep, I must say, they are amazing. >>18915 They are extremely cute, and Elijah seems goofy with such a big armor with her being so little, I assume that is DD!Emily in a spider Gwen costume, this is so cute Friend, good work. >>18897 Friend, your work is great, and also funny, this is very well madez the only thing I could add is that, the tail went uncolored. If I may ask, can I get a quick rundown on how SD Y is? >>18894 Baller, absolute baller Friend. Who is the best baller of them all I wonder. >>18882 She is so cute looking like that! The filename confused me for a bit, I thought she was begging B, but that is a human hand. >>18880 With words Friend, always with words. Did you draw this Friend? N lower half seems a little weird, like he is wearing pants instead of just his legs, still well done, but the legs looks weird. >>18862 She deserves the tail, she deserves it. Also, very well made drawing, you are still good as always! I don't see any errors, nor mistakes. >>18938 I don't speak Cantonese, I may need a traduction before answering Friend. Also, cute drawing! But the perspective is a little weird, the hand looks too small being so near.
>>18955 Don't see why not. And if you really don't have a lot else going on, the pursuit of a hobby/skill of some sort and improving on it isn't a bad way to use your time. >>18954 Real
>>18952 I mean at SOME point the family must have actually been productive and industrious in order to accumulate the wealth that James and Louisa were coasting off of.
>>18953 >I don't speak Cantonese, I may need a traduction before answering Friend. Also, cute drawing! It's actually just chinese this time and she's offering some ice cream. >But the perspective is a little weird, the hand looks too small being so near. Yeah, I'm still working on that.
>>18961 Oh, I do not know the difference sorry, the best I can do is recognize Korean, because of how the letters look, but if she offer ame ice cream I will accept. And nobody is born a perfect artist, for example of I try to draw something it will look awful, endearingly ugly at best, you draw pretty well, you just need practice Friend.
>>18960 True. You can sort of play with the idea on how far removed James and Louisa are from interest in mechanical engineering, have their great-great-great grandparents being the ones who really have the engineering brilliance that continued down the generations but by the time the family has settled into comfortable richness, James and Louisa were only interested in running family business to stay rich and not really be involved in stuff. The spark of brilliance in Tessa being something an uncle or an aunt encouraged after they noticed her fiddling around with an old mechanical piece and actually having it running again, kind of like Treasure Planet's Jim messing with the projector map until he unlocked it himself.
>>18958 I'm not "pursuing" anything, I'm merely distracting myself from how much I hate everything. I have no ambitions and no directions. At this point, all I crave is escapism.
I like to imagine all the series is literally, a series, everyone is an actor in there doing their part, Liam is a director on scene, everyone reads their part and there are bloopers and everything, why? Because I think it would be fun and interesting. by the way, J's actor, Jay, she is not doing much of a character she is a total Jobber just like J, that also likes acting.
>Fun Early Morning OC Facts: Beretta is an expert when it comes to the Italian language and customs. This has never been mentioned before because no one ever asked
PSA, I mistook who I was talking to online, I was talking with L instead of someone else, but let me tell you, if she tells you if you "want to do something special" say NO, you read me? Say NO, that's all, PSA over
>BREAKING NEWS: Femanon is being sued for malpractice by one Uzi Doorman after discovering her husband's stomach was filled with rocks, pillows, a Bible, and an entire schoolbus
>>19023 NTA but FemN's nanite milk is nice and all, give me a lot of energy, but as the other anon said it's very addictive plus FemN literally fucks the soul out of my body.
>>19029 >>19030 Its not addiction, its your body recognizing the good choices you made an ensuring you keep doing them >FemN literally fucks the soul out of my body And that's a good thing
>>19035 Your body asking for something you tried and fucks you over because you don't give it to it, and it's not necessary to live, sounds a lot like an addiction
>>19023 >Becoming hopelessly dependent on nanite milk >Substituting every meal with it, since it contains everything you need anyway >Drinking so much that your drone needs to buy larger adapters to keep up with demand This world must be Hell, for I can see Heaven and know I can never reach it.
>>19035 >t. FemN Get lost FemN, even the JCJ(is) titanium military grade hip replacement isn't enough to stop your clanging. Stop trying to get in my room.
I will give you a secret. Fem!N can't clang you if you don't give her consent, she would feel so bad that it needs to hear you giving her consent, so unless you don't give her any, she will not clang you.
>>19044 Well she wont clang you but she will do her best to guilt trip (You) into clanging her, her favourite tactic is crying her eyes out and then getting drunk on your sofa and passing out
>>19041 >>19043 >You triple check the locks to the door of your room. >Everything is secured, nothing gets in or out but you have a feeling you forgot aomething... >Your like of thought gets interrupted by knocking on your door. >"Anon, buddy! Please just let me in, we can talk this through." You heat FemN's voice from behind the door. >"FemN, you know I love you very much but the milk and the mind-shattering sex... it's too much and I need a break." You sigh as you stand next to your door, listening to what FemN's doing. >"Aw don't be like that, 'Nonny! You enjoy my company and I your plus a girl has her needs, you know?" >"Please, just for today. Just no more clanging, okay?" >FemN goes silent which worries you. "So that's how it is, huh?" She ominously says before you hear her walk away. >You sit at the edge of your bed looking directly at the door, holding a drone stun grenade in case she tries to break in. So far nothing except for hearing...shuffling? >It's coming from above you. Quiet scraping of metal against metal. >At that moment the vent on the ceiling bursts open. Shit, you forgot the vent. >FemN drops from the vent and looks at you with an X on her visor and a wicked smile ready to pounce. >She jumps towards you and you barely have the time to scream out. >Sometime later you wake up looking at some very familiar white ceiling tiles. You're at the hospital again. >You look to your side and see FemN looking at you with a relieved expression now that you're awake. >"Whew, Anon! Thought I lost my best buddy for a moment there, heheh...the doctors gave you a new hip replacement but I had to give you milk so that, you know, recover faster..." >Then it hits you. A nagging at the back of your head, a need for milk. An INSATIABLE thirst. God damn it. >You reach towards her and open your mouth as drool drips from your mouth. >FemN already knows what you want and starts unzipping her coat, exposing her large drone titties to you full of nanite milk. She grabs your head and presses it gently against her nipple as you suckle. >You love FemN, you really do but sometimes she's a handful.
>>19065 Finally SD-Z has a fan! Though it seems that said fan has ordered the wrong uniform since SD-Z's a guy but it's the thought that counts. It's Strychnine's rapist team lol
>>19084 It's worth mentioning before someone starts shitting their panties, that we already have double serial designations to begin with >>19085 They did, I believe they tried to comeback though since I do remember another rape OC that was posted literally once and then also vanished. I can't remember their name though, it was some nerdy computer thing like Delta?
>>19089 (me) Wow I really tried looking for that other OC and it's like it vanished off the face of the earth, I can't find it at all. It was a DD with an anime nose, a dress shirt and tie, the picture also had a bio too
>>19096 >"Seriously? This is what you humans do with your time? You're even worse than the WDF."
>Anon merely shrugged.
>"Shit happens. Sometimes work and video games are all you have. Life rarely ever goes according to plan."
>Cue flashbacks of solver possession, her mom dying, the pilot, the camp massacre and V's sacrifice. The subsequent near universe ending escapade that was defeating the AS.... >And N attempting to cook lasagna in Anon's kitchen. >Uzi raises her finger to protest, but quickly retracts her objection in silent resignation.
>SD-E Fact: E does wonder from time to time where her other squad members SD-S(arge) and SD-L(avender) went. It’s not exactly a murder drone party amidst the workers with only one murderer!