/md/ - Terror Drones

>>214016
>"I don't even know who you are."

>>214016
She is not, she is a POOPYHEAD!

Dronedronedronedronedronedronedronedronedrone

>>214021
Can't you just link it

>>214021
Ribbit [2/?]
>Pauline didn't even know they were getting attacked until it was too late.
>She had never seen anything as bad as what was happening in the City, every building was seemingly covered head to toe in monstrous mutations, there were tentacles the size of skyscrapers dangling about. The worst of it was fast moving beings in the air which she couldn't get a good read on due to the sheer speed of them. She thought they may be some kind of mutated bird, but given the quick glints of electronic light and faint giggling she could hear she second guessed this assumption and decided to answer is one she wished she would never have to know.
>Pauline curled up into a little ball in her seat mumbling to herself as her squadmates barked back what they were seeing to HQ, to distract herself she tried looking out the window at the other Helicopters that came with them for support.
>Unlike the one she was in, these Helicopters were strapped to the teeth with armaments. At the time Pauline did not really know what could be out there to justify action this extreme, until she saw one of her escorts get batted out of the sky almost immediately by a tentacle.
>She barely had a second to register what was going on until a loud clunk hit her eardrums, something had just landed on her helicopter, then several more clunks from all around her. If it wasn't the clunk that alerted her, it would be endless giggling as they tore into the outer shell of the copter.
>The Squadmate next to her started to fire his rifle into the area around where the most damage and noise could be heard, and while it could not be said if he actually managed to do any damage, what could be said was he screamed the loudest when he was eventually grabbed and dragged out of the copter by an indescribable metal creature
>The Pilot ordered Pauline to do anything but stare as systems loudly sounded their continued failure, and doing the only thing she could think of, she pulled out the small pistol she was given and began to fire blindly into basically any direction.
>What she did not consider was that one of these bullets would ricochet off the body of the Disassembly Drone, attack her, and find its way into the shoulder of the Pilot leading to him losing complete control of the Helicopter. The crash was almost immediate.

>Pauline woke up feeling pain all over body. She could not tell how long she had been out for, all she knew was that she was alive but barely. She crawled her way out of the wreckage of the wrecked copter into the filthy streets of the mutated city
>The first thing she noticed was a familiar stench of mutation, death, and decay in the air, but exasperated tenfold. This city was everything she was warned about and more, she could feel the danger she was in just standing here. The Second and more important thing she noticed was the body of the pilot laying on the ground nearby which Pauline quickly ran to in order to try and save him as much as she could. She got out her medical bag only to notice most of her supplies were already crushed, and a spongebob bandage probably would not be enough to save this man's life.
>Pauline began to feverishly try and talk him back into waking up, and give CPR, this continued for a few minutes until she could completely declare him dead. She did not know this but he had actually died hours ago.
>Feeling extremely guilty, along with the grief of what she had gotten into, she continued to give CPR despite all evidence.
>”Hey, I'm not a Medic but I think that guy is dead”, said the calming voice. It was so out of nowhere it caused Pauline to jump a little until she saw before her were two more soldiers suddenly coming up on her.
>Pauline turned to stare at the sudden appearance of the two new figures before her. One woman had short and messy brown hair along with a slouched posture, while the other was a slightly taller blonde woman who Pauline instantly thought looked trustworthy and kind.
>”I.. I know I'm just” Pauline started until the Brown haired girl started “Is that a Medicare Armband?” she asked “y.. Yes” Pauline replied
>”Well you're not very good at it” the Brown hair girl joked until the taller blonde girl swiftly punched her in the arm and whispered a quick “Quit it J”

>The blonde woman stared at the brown haired woman a second or two while she rolled her eyes and slicked back a little, “I'm Bonnie, and this rascal is Jane, don’t worry she didn’t mean to be rude she is just terrible with people.”
>”So, what are you doing out here, you don't seem to be from any of the local squads, or even from around here at all.” Bonnie said, staring at Paulines unique French EDF attire.
>”We were here on basic recon” Pauline eventually muttered out, still staring at the corpse of her pilot and going silent, leading to an uncomfortable silence.
>”I see, did you come in on that crashed helicopter?” Bonnie asked. “How on earth did you manage to survive that?”
>”Yeah.” Jane eventually said coming back into the conversation. “How did you survive that?” her words were a lot more sharp then Bonnies, more cold. She did not seem to be asking, instead making a statement at Pauline which made Pauline sweat.
>”Seriously, Knock it off J” Bonnie once again whispered to Jane. “Can’t you tell this poor woman is scared and alone?” Jane once again could do nothing but roll her eyes and give up to Bonnie despite obviously having more she wanted to say.
>”Look I'm sorry B, hey why don’t I try and become more acquitted with her and you can search the crash looking for any details she may have missed? Would certainly help with my so-called lack of people skills” Jane retorted to Bonnie, which she thought about and nodded before walking up slowly to the still in shock Pauline.
>”Hey look I know there is a lot going on right now, but we are here to help you alright? I am going to leave you in the caring hands of my partner here while I search your… while I search alright?” Bonnie had her hand on Paulines shoulder while she talked, and the way she did it made Pauline instantly trust her enough to give a small nod. Bonnie left to disappear into the smoke and dust left after the crash as Jane suddenly appeared before Pauline.

>>214021
What mutant squadmate will Jane have next time?….
what happened to B

>>214022
Im using this opportunity of a new thread to try and condense the green into more readable blobs then the spaced out posts I did
>>214023
Ribbit [3/?]
>She did not even see Jane move toward her, it was as if a spector had just materialized in front of her. Which to Pauline Jane might as well be, she always seemed to be covered in thick shadow which covered her face just enough to where only a gleaming eye and her lower face could be seen. Jane watched intently as Bonnie walked into the crashsite until she was completely out of view and then put her hand on Paulines arm.
>”I'm going to check something, is that alright with you.” Jane said, once again not really as a question. She then forcibly pulled off Paulines medical glove and began to stare at her arm. Pauline knew she was looking for something, but didnt know what.
>I-If youre looking for signs of infection I am clean” Pauline said. “I never came in contact with anything”
>Jane paused and rolled Paulines sleeve back on for her, and quietly stared off into space for a second before finally saying “That you are, sorry about before, man you must really be lucky to have survived all that”
>Pauline almost laughed at the indication she had anything close to luck as Jane began to back off from right in front of her to a more relaxed position across from her. They rested for a long time chatting, sharing stories, somehow despite being in this hellscape, and still next to the dead body of her pilot which Jane had so graciously covered with her own jacket, this was the most relaxed Pauline had felt in weeks.
>A feeling of unease eventually rolled over Pauline. “So, what now?” She eventually asked.
>”What do you mean now?” Jane replied “I mean, what am I going to do now, what happens to me?” Pauline replied staring at the wrecked helicopter
>”Oh that, well we can’t bring you back with us. We already have so many soldiers to feed and supply, and per EDF rules you do not count as a civilian rescue” Jane spat on the ground after mentioning EDF, clearly showing she did not care for the organization. Pauline could not say felt any different.
>”B, I mean Bonnie may have still taken you with us, which is why I am here to talk to you instead. That and check you for any signs of infection” Jane suddenly leaned in closer.
>”Look I don’t want the thoughts of you in these streets on my conscience but it’s what has to be done. It simply is best if you try and go out there and find remnants of your squad and hook back up with your people. There are certain rules and procedures that even I don’t want to piss on, and taking someone from another squad without permission, even for medical treatment, causes certain penalties we simply can not burden ourselves with right now.”
>”I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but one way or another, you aren’t coming back with us, do you understand.” Jane leaned ever closer to where Pauline was sitting, and her previous relaxed tone vanished again to this cold void. She once again made it very clear she wasn't asking, and Pauline could do nothing but nod again and stand up to start walking.
>”I’ll tell B you said goodbye” Jane said, not getting up at all. “I’m sure you will find your people out there, you've been out here for a while, and for the love of god do not go near any mutants!”
>Pauline didn’t even bother looking back now, she just kept walking into the city streets, hoping that despite her luck she may just return from another mission.

>Pauline traveled the city streets alone looking for any sign of a support group or potentially another surviving squadmate, or really anyone.
>She could not lie, she was incredibly annoyed with the Brown hair girl who told her to wander this disgusting filth city all by herself without even giving her supplies, to the point she began to even mock her voice a little.
>”Oh, look at me, I am ze American Girl and I am too cold and heartless to let the French Girl have any of my American guns or supplies. Zhis is because I am so soulless and rude, and smelly.” This is exactly what Jane sounded like.
>Pauline had this habit that when she was frustrated she would puff her cheeks up a little unintentionally, and had to remind herself to calm down a little when she felt herself going red. Its not often she got the chance to actually be annoyed though, so in a way this lonely walk was shockingly freeing for her.
>The only thing keeping her going was this odd undeniable feeling her luck had turned for the better after all. The possibilities of her surviving that crash was nearly impossible. She had nearly killed herself multiple times by simply stumbling over and breaking plates at the Cafe she worked in back in France. She had wondered if maybe something was looking over her helping her along.
>So she kept wandering, and kept wandering, occasionally hiding from the Patrolling Drones in the sky, until she eventually came across a park.
>It was overgrown with flesh and decay, but luckily that just meant it would be harder to spot her. It seemed like a nice enough spot to relax for a second. She remembered spending a lot of time relaxing in parks back home, before being chased away by the animals for whatever lunch she was carrying.
>It was surprisingly peaceful sitting on a nearby bench, until some slightly mutated frogs started to hop their way out of the blood red pond water and up to where she was sitting causing her to curl up and scream a little.
>For about her whole life she had been revolted by the little revolting amphibians, ironic for a French woman she knew and her friends often mocked her for it, but she could never get past how slimy, green, and just gross they were. It did not help when they grew extra eyes and teeth. To try and get them to leave her alone she took out some of the rations she had been carrying and threw them in the opposite direction. She watched them hop unevenly and disgustingly over to her rations and begin to eat it in the most revolting way possible, she had to keep herself from vomiting in pure disgust. She did not even know how tongues that long and thick could fit back into their body like that.
>However it became apparent the frogs were not the only attention Pauline had attracted to herself out here, as long agonizing moaning could be heard from nearby, as a distinct shape of a dying man wept on the ground.
>Pauline took a moment to decide whether or not she should simply ignore this poor sap, she wasn't much help to anyone especially without her tools. But deep within her she knew the right thing to do would be to try and help, who knows, she might even get lucky again.

>>214025
Ribbit [4/?]
>Pauline slowly but steadily approached the man lying on the ground as he continued to weep to himself. His body was bloody and bruised but from her quick scan and glances he did not appear mutated, but she could not get a good look at his entire body.
>This went against every survival instinct she had in her body, it may have been the left over guilt over what happened to her pilot that led her to try and save at least this one poor life.
>The man was wearing a thick brown coat covered in blood and tears, and from what little skin she could see his actual flesh wasn't doing much better than his coat. The only part of him that looked slightly okay was this odd dirty orange scarf that he was wearing, or it looked like he was wearing. It seemed to move almost independently from the man's shaking.
>She paused before she finally spoke. “A.. A-Are you hurt?” she blurted out in the most Nursely tone she could muster. “I may not seem like it, but I am a Medic, I can help you if you want”
>The man did not respond, still clinging to himself in a fetal position and weeping uncontrollably. Whatever he was dealing with clearly was not good. Paulines gun felt heavy on her belt for a moment, but she continued.
>”I'm sure I could help you if you let me, Please?” she was right up to the man now who began convulsing wildly, and put a calm hand on his shoulder which for a moment seemed to work.
>This was before she heard the giggling coming from the man, causing her to pull her hand back as the man rose and swung his neck back 180 degrees to stare at her. Its smile grew unnaturally as long metal claws bursted from what was the man's hand to wave slyly at her.
>This was no man, but a skinsuit being worn by one of those Metal Devils she remembered seeing before, and she had just fallen for its trap. ”B-Boo” the Metal creature said before rising up and destroying its flesh suit with its sharp claws. as it quickly got into an attack position.
>But this was not like the other metal devils she had encountered before, but something far more disgusting. In a way it still looks human, with human hands and human flesh on certain parts of its body. But everything about it was wrong, the arms bent and shifted in unnatural ways, and as far as Pauline knew hands don't grow out of your torso
>Outside of what little human bits remained on this drone, it had distinct drone bits appearing from under the grotesque flesh, especially the Face which resembled the Dissembly Drones more outside of the disgusting red growth of eyes on the right side of the creature's face.
>Worst of all was the Bow on top of the creature's face which from Pauline could tell is where the weeping was coming from as its many eyes shifted onto her, and the gaping mouth located on the bow kept moving up and down. There was also the Hair of the creature which seemed to be the ‘scarf’ the man was wearing, only now Pauline could see the distinct Eye poking out watching her.
>The Unnatural Drone was completely soaked with blood and gore from the man suit it was wearing, the only noticeable details not completely covered in thick red was the grey lights of its glitching eye still gleaming from underneath and the many eyes popping out and staring at her, or moving around uncontrollably.
>Pauline was dumb founded and quickly stumbled backwards and tripped as the Drone simply laughed and mocked her. “Oh I so l-love it when meat fall for that, t-tell me was the crying convincing enough?”
>As the creature was busy mocking her, satisfied with a trap well layed, Pauline quickly (and shakily) reached for her gun which to her knowledge still had a few bullets left in it. And tried pointing it at the creature
>”G..GET BACK” She screamed shakily pointing her gun at the creature whose smile only grew
>”Hhehehehe, y-you’re no–t much of a so-ldier are you?” The Creature asked as it moved towards her in a snake-like pattern. “Regardle-ss I can smell the s-stench of E-D-F on you M-meat.”
>Pauline had enough of the creatures mocking and tried to aim, eventually pulling the trigger with some effort to hear the distinct sound of the bullet landing on something meaty. Bullseye she thought to herself.

>She aimed with her eyes closed, and with some effort opened them back up to see what damage she had done. Given she was not already dead she figured she must have done something right.
>She saw the creature before her bent backwards unnaturally convulsing and spasming. It looked as if the whole of that creature's body was having a stroke, multiple appendages and eyes were moving in all directions, but the torso itself remained motionless outside of quick jerks. Blood oozed out of where its head was and onto the ground, more then likely from the bullet wound. Pauline felt relieved a little bit and began to try and pick herself back up, looking away from the creature and at the ground as she laughed to herself in a way to try and calm herself. Sweat poured from her brow and into her eyes, she could no longer tell what was sweat and what was tears.
>If she had decided to keep looking at the creature she may have seen it do one final jerk as it began to raise its upper body upwards in a swift motion as the wound began to heal itself.
>Pauline only caught the tail end of the process as she witnessed the Drone regrow a portion of its skull and eyes rapidly back to their original state, its LED screen turning back on and its Drone eye looking square at Pauline, all the while its smile never faded from its face only growing wider and wider. The Drone finished its process by spitting the bloody bullet out of its mouth and into the pond with a loud splash.
>”Y-Ou hav-e Go-od aim Me-at” it said before stabbing Pauline with the sharp tail it had been hiding from her until now in the arm which held the pistol, causing it so fall onto the grass. Pauline Yelped holding onto her now bleeding arm as she was dragged kicking closer to the creature.
>She now had a slightly better look at it, and could see the glint of the many medals that adorned the bloody tatters of an old green officers uniform, all of which Pauline imagined the best had stolen from previous victims.

>>214027
Ribbit [5/?]
>Pauline was scared, more scared then she had ever been in her whole life, mumbling to herself and in her mind to the creature to please just let her go. The creature did nothing but giggle while it let out its long slimy tongue and licked some of the blood oozing from Paulines arm. To get a taste of her upcoming meal.
>Pauline did not know what to do now as she could feel her body inch closer and closer to the creatures gaping maw, drool began oozing onto her face. That is when, as she was closest to getting her neck torn into by the razor sharp fangs, she saw the Bow gazing at her.
>In one last desperate motion she used her free arm to, in a swift motion, grab onto the Bow and hard. The creature began to scream and shake, before the creature growled and tossed Pauline into the nearby bloody pond. The beast leaned over, covering itself with its long hair as it tried to recover. The eye within the hair looked at Abby with something resembling empathy as its grip on her tightened, the Bow shaking rapidly and screaming, its eyes looking up and down and every which direction.
>It shed the first real blood red tears of the whole encounter as it saw its dinner begin to drift into the bloody pond, no matter how hungry Abby was she was not going in there, and she began to slink back into the city looking for other prey. She knew her mission was complete regardless, and there would be one less EDF in the world, replaced by something worse then the death she offered.

>Drowning, Pauline was drowning. She knew very well how to swim, but whatever this pond was it made her incapable of getting out. She tried and tried but could feel herself sink into the red murky depths of the pond.
>First, she felt the iron rich blood and long unmaintained pond water enter her mouth.Not even noticing the pond water entering every new wound on her body. Then, and in her opinion worst of all, the nipping and biting of the little gross frogs she had previously tried to stay as far away from as possible. They would swim by, take a quick bite at her, then quickly swim away.
>This was by far the worst experience she has ever had, her whole life of misfortune was simply leading to this. Drowning in the pond, in a place she knew she wasnt even supposed to be in.
>The light of the blocked out sun was closing as she sunk into the darkest depths of this impossibly large pond, and she finally closed her eyes, just wishing for her misfortune to end.

>It took a long time for Pauline to wake back up, but to her it felt as quick as a blink. She was suddenly at the very bottom of the pond, face to face with some kind of horrible fleshy growth which had too many eyes to count.
> Everything past that was a blur. It happened so quickly, she didn't even have time to question how she managed to breathe under the water. It was like brief flashes as she swam back to the top of the pond water, with newfound expert swimming, and wandered the streets until finding a crumbled building she could finally take a rest in.
>Despite being out of the ponds water for quite some time now, her skin felt like it had a thick layer of something wet on it. The worst of it was the fact her eye was incredibly sore, and did not seem to blink right, that and the strange numb feeling inside her mouth.
>She finally became lucid enough to gain some kind of semblance of understanding of her surroundings, she looked outside to see she did not wander that far from the park she was just at. Which might explain why despite being so far away she could still hear that annoying ribbiting and croaking from the frogs. In fact just as she noticed she could still hear those mutated frogs, she looked down at the floor to see one was patiently staring at her, just sitting as if it was expecting something from her. It licked its own eye and made a strange rhythmic ribbiting sound.
>Pauline had enough of nuisances during this strange day and began to speak to try and scare off the frog. “Gphet out of HeR-ibbit! I hphave hphad enou-” Pauline quickly put a hand on her throat. Was that from her?
>Only now did she feel the wet plap of her hand coming in contact with her skin, and as she removed it she noticed the thick slime trail her hand had. Not only that but her hand was all, wrong, it was noticeably bigger and looked almost… frog like.
>She barely had time to register what was wrong with her hand before her tongue, without her control, reached up to lick her overgrown eyeball. Which to her dismay actually felt quite good.
>It was only now she noticed her tongue had grown considerably to the point it would not retract back into her mouth.
>Something was very wrong with her body, and began to frantically look all over the building with uneasy, almost hopping movement for a mirror of some kind. She eventually did and got a hard look at herself.
>She had mutated from the exposure to the pond, that was for sure. She looked at all her new parts, the Frog eye, the Frog tongue, the Frog hands, even now realizing she had frog legs and even a tadpole tail. She had mutated into a slimy, disgusting frog freak and had no idea on what to do. As she continued to stare she let out a small croak, again out of her control, and noticed her throat expand like a balloon slightly, causing her to drop the mirror she was using and scream a very frog like scream. She almost vomited, until she remembered the frogs she so hated could not vomit, instead she just gagged.
>She did not know what she could do now. She could not return to the EDF searching for her, if they were searching for her, she would be put with the rest of the mutants.
>But… but there was that American Girl, the one she spoke to. She knew about mutants, possibly more then she did. And there was that kind Blonde with her. They could help, Pauline was sure of it.
>So, after some time coming to something close to terms with her new body, she got back up and searched the streets hoping to find the American about.

>>214028
Ribbit [6/?]
>Pauline searched and searched, every so often during her cries for help she would let out a ribbit or croak, or slip on the slime her body produced all over her skin. Almost thankfully her body seemed to be a bit more soft due to her mutations, so she did not feel as much pain when she slipped on the ground and begun to pick herself back up. Her new legs however took much more time to get used to, and she found her mind wandering to if she would be more comfortable squatting down and hopping instead of walking, which she quickly dug deep down in her as she licked her own eye again.
>She needed to find help, and the last thing she needed was to act like a..
>...
>There was an overgrown mutated fly buzzing around a semi broken street lamp near her, which she stared at for some time, licking her eye again fixated. The fly buzzed and buzzed until it buzzed no more, Paulines tongue whipped through the air in sudden movement until it slapped against the fly and lamp, and quickly brought the fly back into her mouth (and broke the streetlamp) which she bit into with a loud crunch and gulp before letting out another croak.
>Paulines mind was completely blank, it took her a moment to even realize what she had done, and when she did she quickly went to work scrubbing her tongue with her hand and trying to puke the fly back up.
>She went on her path to find the American after this incident, trying to bury it deep inside her as well, trying to think about eating normal human food. Like Grilled Flies, Bug Burgers, and Fresh Human Guts from a live victim. Incredibly tasty things like that.
>It was not much longer she noticed the American Girl out in the streets again, seemingly wandering by herself.

>Jane had felt some guilt letting that poor woman go out all by herself to search for her own EDF squad. And that was not just because Bonnie screamed her ear off with “I cant believe yous” and “J, come ons!” until Jane agreed to go looking for her, alone of course. She did not want Bonnie endangering herself more than she usually does.
>Jane could handle herself out here, and was more than capable of finding this lost girl, she just hoped she could find her before something else did.
>And to Jane's bitter realization, something else did. As she did find the lost girl, but as a crazed mutie freak mumbling to herself and seemingly… eating flies? This city did a number on her. That's for sure, damn shame too, she seemed nice.

>Pauline noticed the American Girl was staring at her and wasnt too far either, and began to feel something like hope again, before licking her own eye again and letting out another croak. God, whenever the American treats her she would not miss doing that against her will.
>Pauline tried to say something before Jane took the smoke out of her mouth, and stomped it out. “Please dont come any closer.” Jane said.
>Pauline was shocked, but followed the orders, waiting for the American to say or do something, it was a long awkward silence as if both were waiting for the other.
>”I.. I Neeph Helph” Pauline finally said, “I ran intph somtphing at tph Phark and it..” Pauline went quiet letting out a small ribbit, “I’ve mutatph, please thake me witph you” Pauline said.
>After another long quiet and Jane sighing she eventually responded with “I am going to give you all the help you need okay” before walking towards with her hand behind her back.
>Pauline could feel something was wrong immediately, and when Jane pulled out her pistol as she noticed Pauline was about to act, Pauline whipped it out of her hand with her tongue without even thinking to Jane's bewilderment.
>Jane could barely let out a loud “SHIT” before she was grappled onto the ground as Pauline hopped ontop of her body, right as Jane was about to pull out her combat knife.
>Pauline was on top of Jane now holding Janes hands down with all her might, and her thick and meaty frog legs seemed to be enough to keep her from moving. Her tongue did the job of wrapping itself around Janes neck to keep her head from moving, forcing Jane to look at Pauline.
>Jane tried to struggle but it was no use as Paulines mind went into complete shock and panic, this woman was about to kill her. Just like when she sent her out to die before.
>”Yoph… You werph going to” Pauline started to mutter getting some slime on Janes face.
>There was no help, there never was help coming and she was stuck like THIS forever. This encounter was just more shitty luck being placed upon her being.
>But now, she felt things she never felt in her life before. She felt control, she felt power, she felt animalistic hunger like she never had before. She had this American mongrel right here, ready for her, and a small voice in her head was telling her go for it.
>without even fully realizing it Pauline began to inch her mouth closer to Janes neck, slobbering all over it waiting to take the first bite into real human meat.
>Pauline was almost about to as well, before looking at the Americans face, for the first time not completely in the cover of shadows. Able to see her face and both of her eyes.
>She saw Hatred, but she also saw fear, fear of her, fear of what Pauline might do to her. Maybe even what Pauline would do to her friend. And, perhaps this is the same fear Pauline showed to the creature that was at the park.
>Pauline backed her selfup from Janes face realizing what she was doing before she quickly got off of her. Jane didnt even take a second before grabbing her knife and getting on her feet into a ready positions for Paulines next attack. But Pauline didnt make another attack, she just stared at Jane and then looked at her mutated froggy hands before tears welled up in her eyes.
>”Im Sworry” Pauline repeated as she just ran into the streets again away from Jane.

>>214034
Pretty good, would frog again.

>>214034
Twas Gucci. Perhaps even gang. Poor little Pauline forced to become a sproingus, definitely a better result than being stuck in a tight space with Jane and her Janesmell for longer than five minutes.
A small tip, next time include Anon having passionate relations with the frog lady.

>>214035
microfrog

>>214032
How did she die?

>>214040
>"You're uh...looking...festive, Cyn."

>"[TEEHEE] DEATH TO WETBACKS."

>"CYN YOU CAN'T SAY THA-"

>>214039
jane strangled her

>>214011
Oh hey, I'm the one who asked it btw, looking cool 👌

I should probably draw

>>214037
Lickable drone armpits

>>214040
lmao, cyn forget take out her glow in the dark anal beans

>>214051
Is Jane actually turning into a rat canon

>N softly licking the top of your head, matting your hair with his solver spit

>>214057
james and a random drone

>>214056
kill yourself

>>214054
No, she is just called a rat because she snitched.

>>214057
Nori (forma de headcrab) and everyone at Outpost 3 who had gotten used to not having to put up with her spergouts anymore.

>>214011
Imagine U-U double buttjob

>>214057
Me and (You)

>>214057
cherry blasting strawberry

>>214051
Some people like to view Jane as more completely selfish, and at one point so did I, but I like to think they had a more caring if doomed relationship, if people want to think Jane was more selfish even malicious I won’t say they are wrong.

>>214054
I will not confirm or deny Jane being a mutant, or if she will become a big rat, but I do not personally draw or write about it often.

>>214063
>U- on the left
>-U on the right
>both working up and down on anon’s hard shaft

>>214057
Alice to core Nori

writefags, please make a pre-solver war green where cultists get busted by the authorities call of cthulu style, racism and all

>>214069
alice should vore nori

>>214071
>Nori squirms and struggles within Alice's big rumbling tummy

>>214072
>even able to pinpoint where nori by the purple light she gives off

>>214072
Nori has pointy crab legs.

>Murder Drones, But Uzi Wears An Onion On Her Belt Which Was The Style At The Time

>>214051
>Bonnie is super dead.
NAH she's totally still out there, where she'll land on a distant planet long after the war and retire quietly, never once telling anyone about her past.

>>214054
Sloppysteaks doesn't want you to hear this but Everything is canon if you think hard enough about it. You can just do things with characters if you really want.
personally i like to headcanon that in every universe that humanity lives, she mutates. Because it's funny to think about.

>>214077
>a distant planet
The Dog Planet

>>214078
yes you can do whatever you want, but there's undeniably a main threadlore canon that most greens follow

>>214016
Purpose built to be best drone

>>214034
can we get a TLDR

>>214075
This but with J

Also you always astound me with your words and descriptions, you said it better than I ever could have

>>214079
>bonnie gets knotted everyday

>>214087
nah, I’m doing great over here

>>214079
Oh yeah that immortal dog planet, lol I remember

>>214091
don’t blame you for forgetting, it never showed up, only mention and said, nothing more to it

>>214092
His face makes him look constipated kek

>>214093
It was just a joke tbh, of course I would forget, still pretty cool tho

>>214082
TLDR of Yet Another overly long Pocketsteaks Green

>Pauline Millis has probably the worst luck of anyone on earth.
>France begins to conscript for the French sector of the EDF, and Pauline is selected by accident, becomes a field medic.
>Pauline serves and somehow keeps surviving
>eventually sent to recon the city in the epicenter of the attack in a helicopter with other squadmates, Is attacked by DDs and the copter crashes
>Jane and Bonnie see the crash and come to see whats up, Bonnie leaves to inspect the crash while Jane talks to Pauline to see if her survival is mutant related. Pauline comes up clean and Jane tells her to fuck off
>Pauline fucks off looking for help and stumbles into a Park with a Frog pond. She sees a dying man and tries to help
>Dying man turns out to be Abby in a skin suit tricking prey for easy meat, they get into a short scuffle, and after Pauline grabs onto Abbys flesh bow she screams and tosses Pauline into the Pond
>Pauline drowns, gets nibbled on by mutant frogs, and her open wounds mix with the blood in the pond
>while she drowns she mutates into Frog (Note: Pauline thinks Frogs are gross)
>She leaves the pond and slowly notices her changes, tries to find Jane because Jane seemed to know about mutants
>Finds Jane, who promptly tries to kill her, Pauline gets the upper hand and almost eats Jane until her humanity kicks in and runs off.
>Pauline is now a frog freak wandering around eating flies and corpses for food
>Fun Pocketsteaks OC shit

>>214083
>Also you always astound me with your words and descriptions, you said it better than I ever could have
Thank, that way of speaking is in part due to crudely into english translated old wartime songs from Japan/Germany which had a very passionate mentality which I find admirable and inspiring so to say

>>214081
What I like about her is that her kindness isn’t over the top. It’s very genuine. Instead of being some puppy dog hug machine she’s calmer about it and knows how to handle social situations. If you need your space she’ll give it

>>214051
BAW GAWD

>>214104
HOLY MOTHER OF ROBOGOD
now we're talking my dude!!!

>>214065
Cherry whips out the ol' reliable Anti-Poser Spray (tear gas)

Still bummed that I'm the only one who's written any zombie drone mutant stuff.

>>214065
Oh yeah she's her daddy tho lol

>>214103
IKR!?

Joblin in one pocket, mini-Y in the other. I am ready for the day.

>>214110
>oh.... those are my pomnis... thats my amazing digital circus...
what'd she mean by this

Let S lick the graham cracker just in time. Violence has been postponed for another week.

It is her favorite activity.

>>214110
>Mini J tries to wake Tessa on time every day, even on weekends, by jumping up and down on her face
>Mini V helps get rid of bugs, but displays their corpses around the house
>Mini N is a yapper, talking to Tessa and all inanimate objects every day
>Worse of all, they don't know what personal space is

>>214117
>one joke
>I don't know why

>>214121
Yes.

>>214121
Ye

>>214121
yes but they're surrounded and perhaps made of conjoined rats

>>214122
Oh no, my fragile Anon ego, aaargh.

>>214127
Why's Dubs got the bub-bubs?

>>214114
>another masterpiece from scribble’s daddy

>>214070
I'm working on one where military has to get involved to break down active religious rebellion

>>214119
Based work

>>214127
bustyboys? in my drone thread? it's more likely than you think.

Pauline Headcannon voice and theme?

>>214133
>where military has to get involved to break down active religious rebellion
when I see the world break down, I thought you might dancing

>>214136
Holy kek

>>214136
Why does Pidge sound like a dude?

>>214138
Solver War and Pre Solver War is all up to personal interpretation due to barely being explored in the show. That and I like military stuff.

>>214140
C'mon, you know why.

>>214140
I'm afraid there is nothing to be done about it

>>214140
tr*ns, what? did you honestly believe pidge was a girl

>>214144
I had Nuke rumbled the moment the vomit fetish was confirmed.

>>214144
I thought Pidge was a drone?

>N Will Remember That

>>214147
She is. Anon's mixing up Pidge (the name of the character) with Nuke (the name of the character's artist)

>>214148
that’s right, you better remember

>>214136
i adore you anon

>>214149
Can you elaborate?

>>214152
What's not to get?
The character is Pidge
The artist is Nuke

>>214154
But which one is the girl?

>>214144
Why does she have enormous chickadees then?

>>214153
..would the holes...

>>214157
>Running own my version
You blubbering baboon! You made a grammatical mistake! Now you must take down these posts and redo it! Neh heh heh!

>>214159
neither

>>214144
I'm not normally the guy to say this, but...
rent-free

>>214162
There's actually more than one spelling mistake

>>214163
Can you prove it?

>>214159
Pidge

okay anon
which one
Abby
Bonnie
Jane
or
Pauline

>>214170
Neither. I choose the Drone

>>214159
Both

What if Cyn told J "I was the first person to be inside of Tessa"?

>>214167
N looks cute

>>214156
>>214157
>>214158
I'm either blind or stupid, it feels like it's been forever since you've posted new art and also adding in new thread content with John and Eye! As well as a lore development Didn't know that Eye was fucking immortal

>>214157
>>214158
>john is purposely keeps his rapist alive
deserves to get raped to death by eye, no sense being alive anymore john, you get cucked by your own wife, sophie, you should know, you watched it happen, like the beta male you are

>>214177
>Rapist
I don't remember Eye ever raping John

>>214176
He posted Abby and Cyn a few threads ago

>>214176
>spoiler
isn’t every DD, how is eye any special in the slightest, not special like in the brain sense

>>214114
You fool she's into that!

>>214179
Oh. Then I'm blind as fuck

>>214175
I THINK HE'S CUTE

>>214178
eye wants nothing more than to rape john, it’s all he wants

>>214180
>Isn't every DD
No? Uzi was able to kill J with a railgun and hurt her with a pen, which means that conventional and unconventional weaponry can harm a DD

>>214167
>anondrone is now on the menu
>anondrone plays in the mud, than follows it up by taking a bath in a sewage system

>>214180
Have you watched a single episode of Murder Drones?

>>214174
I want him to cuddle me while telling me a bedtime story while I go to sleep

>>214170
Abby, 100%

>>214167
>daughter gets insult
>cries like a baby
>now must kill whoever insult her
N you absolute worthless nigger faggot, if only you did the bare minimum of building up your daughter‘s confident in life, she would be in this crying mess, than again, can’t expect much from the 70 year old man child who no back bone, who only knows 2 things, kill, and be uzi lap dog, because you LOVE doing anything

>Oogi Will Remember That

>>214188
I don't think so, he's just here to talk about how his other autistic fixations would totally kill Cyn without even trying, and randomly insult Anons.
It's a pattern I've seen consistently since long before Scribbles or Pillar.

>>214196
Judging by his strange rants against fictional characters as seen above the Telltale posts, I'm inclined to agree

>>214148
>>214195
Are we locked into the bad ending?

>>214195
>"And that's why you should genocide the alpha oogis through a 200 year replacement plan."

>>214194
So N is basically every girl’s dream, tall, handsome and just a mindless obedient little toy. I guess I understand why girls fuck dogs now.

>>214202
dogs are mid, cats are based

>>214198
It's a Telltale game, Anon. None of this matters

>>214201
*harder and harder

>>214181
That poor bastard

>>214205
you know what else’s is getting harder?

>>214188
wait I thought the only way to perma-kill a DD was via its core, making them immortal in the same way vampires are.
and even then, Cyn can just retrieve their souls o whatever and plop them into a new body
have I just been completely wrong this whole time?

>>214208
>have I just been completely wrong this whole time?
IDK, just guess

>>214136
😭😭😭😭

>>214208
That's one way to kill a DD yes, but literally the pilot episode showed we can injure or wound them temporarily, as a fact that not a lot or Anons seem to incorporate into greens is that destroying their heads causes them a great deal of damage for a good while, even after N regenerated it still took a long while for his sensors to come back online also his memory was scrambled too, as he just met Uzi when he was trying to kill her only for him to immediately forget this once his head was blown off

>>214202
I’m surprised that murder drones wasn’t written by a woman, it’s basically Twilight but with robots

>>214211
>we can injure or wound them temporarily, as a fact that not a lot or Anons seem to incorporate into greens is that destroying their heads causes them a great deal of damage for a good while
so vampire rules, like I said

>>214212
Not really. It would be Twilight if Thad was another live interest for Uzi and had the ability to turn into some type of Solver monster

>>214213
Eh, Vampire Rules would've made it that if Uzi hit N with a slab of garlic bread, that it would result in his immediate death

>>214212
There's no love triangle tho.
Personally, if I had done MD, as part of my general policy of making it more goffik and chuuni, there is an Uzi-Thad-N love triangle that is just wishful thinking on Uzi's part, because the idea of two boys fighting for her hand makes her feel valuable; Thad and N aren't actually competing.

>>214215
What fucking vampire rules are you working from, Anon.

>Giving Pauline gene therapy!
>The therapy taking!
>The mutations coming back when she has hope in her eyes!
>Pauline sobbing in your arms!

>>214214
I mean, N is the generic “super powerful, but extremely loyal” boyfriend of any book written to cater to teen girls. But yeah I do agree Thad would have been another love interest and N wouldn’t have been a twink lol

>>214217
lel

>>214057
Off topic but the guy reminds me of Tord

>>214218
>Says the most well known Vampire rule
>"Erm, what?"
Anon. Have you literally seen any piece of media with a vampire in it? Garlic is one of their biggest weaknesses

>>214202
>tall, handsome and just a mindless obedient little toy
And he's a vampire. Him being a vampire completes the package.

>>214225
Large quantities of it wards them off. It doesn't kill them if the slightest particle brushes against them.

>>214227
I think that anon is working off of cartoon gag logic

>>214217
I chuckled

>>214219
>Making Pauline feel okay about her mutations
>Telling her you think she is cute the way she is
>rubbing her back holes and tail

THIS IS THE MURDER DRONES SONG!

>>214113
What would soft dommy doll be like?

>Half-Solver mutant, half-Drone
>All man

>>214226
Nah, I like garlic bread much more

>>214234
Abby?

>be me
>be horny in the evening
>open up Space Tinder
>find beautiful blonde named Samantha in my area
>fuckyeah.jpg
>swipe right
>she swipes back
>ask her if she wants to come over to my house
>she does
>time passes
>have some spicy Doritos while I wait to get sum fuck
>get weirdly forceful knocks at the door
>open up door
>it's a drone
>it's a drone some chucklefuck put a striped green beanie and sweater and a greasy brunette wig on
>she (it?) has several small horseshoe magnets on her forehead just below the brim of the beanie; this drone looks extremely high as a result
>drone introduces herself (itself?) as Samantha
>what the fuck
>while I'm standing there slack jawed, Samantha comes into my house and flops onto my couch
>Samantha starts eating my fucking Doritos
>puts that little drone snoot in the bag and starts eating them like a horse
>I finally regain my senses and go over to ask Samantha what the fuck is going on
>"Dude, you swiped on me, remember? You asked me to come over here."
>I said I invited over a Samantha who was a blonde human girl, not a drone in a wig
>Samantha's visor display "eyes" glaze over
>"Are we gonna, like, watch a movie or something?" I'm asked
>"And can I, like, stay here for the night?"
>say I need to process this shit
>lock myself in the bathroom, pull out my phone to get here
What the fuck is going on. This has to be a prank. I refuse to believe I got catfished by a fucking drone.
Does anyone have any insight? Samantha is clearly high as a motherfucker and watching anime while... she waits for me to finish up here, so I'm not in danger or anything, but I need advice ASAP. How do I find out whose drone this is? This isn't one of those zombie drone things I heard about, is it?

>ACT IV, SCENE III, CONTINUED

>Raises-Her-Temp: Certainly not, kind sir! I am here but to clean your chambers.
>Anonymous Cognito: Is that all you have come here for, little one? My chambers?
>Raises-Her-Temp: I have no idea what it is you imply, master. I am but a poor Labor-Bot maid.
>Anonymous Cognito: So you are, my dumpling. And a good one at that. Such strong chassis and shapely square monitor.
Raises-Her-Temp: You embarrass me, sir!
Anonymous Cognito: Fear not. You are safe here with me.
>Raises-Her-Temp: I must finish my cleaning, sir. Your mother will have my head if I do not!
>Anonymous Cognito: Cleaning, eh? I have something for you. Here, polish my my railgun.
>Raises-Her-Temp: But it is huge! It could take me all night!
>Anonymous Cognito: Plenty of time, my sweet. Plenty of time.

>END OF ACT IV, SCENE III

>>214237
point the gun to the TV, demand it kills the drone, and in return, the TV gets to play gmod, than, find the real samantha

>>214237
Plant your tongue on that flat cylindrical bottom and get to lickin', boy.

>>214242
"No loose ends"