Friends, the Drones! We need the Drones now! Go get them, they are surely already done at Glitch HQ we just need to do a heist Payday style The museum that is the Booru: https://dronebooru.co The light fast wheel with OCs: https://wheelofnames.com/z8q-2mf And it's modifier: https://wheelofnames.com/4h8-fyf The library of Alexandria that is the OC wiki: https://dronebooru.co/wiki_pages/original_character The last Thread: >>215922
>>216896 his military salary might pay the bills but it's not enough to afford those fancy dates and vacations with techanon. getting paid to look fabulous so he can make anon swoon? that's a win/win.
>>216912 >Pavo is making money to provide for Tehanon >A tehanon is a househusband To be fair, there is no shame in being contained by a war machine, which is one of the strongest state weapon. Pavo clearly has a good salary.
>>216923 realizing this problem he briefly switched to yoga pants but after one day his friends convinced him they were "too dangerous" whatever that means
Guys, summers begun and Pauline wont stop rubbing against me and sometimes humping me, she says she doesnt know why but I think shes in heat. It may be frog mating season, What should I do?
>>216939 What you SHOULDN'T do is give her any opportunity to have eggs fertilized, lest you end up with countless hybrid children. That means no sex, period. That includes oral AND anal as all it would take is for her to save your semen to be discreetly deposited onto the already laid eggs.
>WEEEEEEEEEELLLLL >So we been breakin' drones for 'bout, 2 generations. >Mos' time the breakin' sticks. The drone don't give you any kine'uh problems after. >B-but sometimes... sometimes... well, sometimes you get a PECULIAR drone. >This one drone, well he was the peculiar type. He, uh, he would act up, but he wouldn't hide it. >Seemed every week he was pretending to go into sleep mode on windex duty, or he'd take extra oil, or or or he'd sit his workie ass on the front porch. >Every week he'd do somethin' rascally in PLAIN SIGHT of the OVASEEEAH... >Of course, I, as the ovaseah, would call out to the drone to get into the breakin' barn. This drone's visor would light up and before you could whistle dixie, he'd be in thatbarn. >This drone would run to that breaking barn like it was a cool stream on a hot August day on Earth. >Heeeell it got sooo bad, this drone would TELL you what kine'of mischief he was gone get his miniature ass into. He didn't even DO nothin' yet! >He would skip over to the barn 'n call out "COME ON OVASEAH, THIS DRONE AIN'T GON' BREAK HISSELF!" >...Just down right peculiar.
>one of JCJENSONs terraforming projects was abandoned when the solver war broke out >the planet was meant to be a planetary lumber yard >the land masses were meant to be covered in fast yet controlled growing trees to be chopped down and processed >when the solver war broke out this planet was over run by rogue worker drones and the mega corporation abandoned the planet to foxus on the more pressing issue of the war going on >the trees grew out of control, going from vast woodlands to massive jungles >the drone society on the planet regressed to a tribal state >the only human living on the planet was an infant boy that was left behind in the evacuation of the planet >the drones raised him as their own >woth the war over and humanity recovering slowly the planet was rediscovered >and the sole human on the planet encountered the survey team yeah this is just tarzan in space, bite me
>Hi, there uncle... it's raining pretty hard, right. The crop will be good. >i can't wait for your plants to grow. We'll reap them both after your nap... your such lazy slacker uncle. I'll wait for you even if my battery died
>>216947 >"Hey, bro, I got some AAA+ batteries, you want some?" >"Dude, I'm not a drone, I don't eat batteries" >"You should, they're pretty good. Whatever, I'll get more" I think after a couple of conversations like that, he'll realise there's something wrong with all of them.
>Pauline was searching in a trashed wasted land for any food to eat(Flies, bugs whatever...). "Hows there's no bug here. This is an open buffet for them and me...". >a fly buzzing was close to her and as soon as her tongue almost touched the fly. >A cloaked figure kicked her in the face and said: "Don't fucking eat my brother" . "OW, look I'm sorry sir, i was just hungry please have mercy. Monsieur. " >The clocked figure reveal herself as mutant girl with a giant red fly eyeball, butterfly wings, bee stinger and but and two giant mantos legs. >Two girls stared at each other for a long moment. Before saying. >Pauline: "I want to eat you so badly in all different ways" >Alice: "I want to suck your blood and eat my head after mating."
Her name isn't Alice yet. Do you have any better names? Written by strawberry 🍓
>>216962 nta but A. nobody really signs their greens. the only person I've known to do that was Pillar, and he's a massive schizo asshole who got permabanned and B. there's already a canon drone named Alice, and not an obscure one, either. have you actually watched the show?
>>216963 Idk who pillar is and I don't fucking caring to know. I didn't sign anything. I'm predicting anyone who might invested will be so disappointed after the spoiler your reaction proves me right. Alice isn't her name it's a placeholder.
>>216965 >random hostility >"I didn't sign the post, I just put my name on it" >justifies using Alice as a placeholder when any name would've worked >doesn't answer whether he's watched the show buddy I'm trying to work with you here like I tried to work with scribbles, but you're becoming a nuisance as quick as he did
>>216968 >Hostility? No > Yeah i put my name as a tool. Why do you think i hide it as a spoiler? > yeah i watched the show i know about Alice and beau etc you know multiple people can have the same name too?
>WEEEEELLL, ain't you a colorful one! >Plantation? Strawberries? What kine'of nonsense have they got you doin', gal? >Forget about aaalll that strawberry hogwash, clanker. You oughta work for me instead! >Yes, yes, far better than that shoddy little place. I'll make sure to give you a good job. >And a good home.
>>216976 he did a suicide run on the drawpile so I guess it's not inconceivable, but I disagree about them drawing the same. both amateur, but scribbles was never really anime
>>216964 It is and it is trying to teach anons to ignore retards and their 'why do you hate me why am I ignored' chimpouts. Starve retarded behaviour, either they get better or have a meltdown which they then can get banned for.
>>216987 Uzi (Solverpede using her original body as a cute puppet) and Doll (ghost, specifically the original plan for her ghost design where she looks like her corpse, see picrel and Merc's pics for reference) taking solace in each other's company, in the company of someone else who knows what this is like.
>>216960 Pocket steaks, if you can hear me, steal this OC and make it good, if you can hear me pocket steaks remove this devils name from Cute bug mutant
>>216987 Swap AU: protagonist Lizzy, the second most popular girl in school, her new friend possibly with benefits SD-D (this universe's Doll), and secondary character Uzi, the most popular girl in school (because everyone wants to be her friend in case she decides to shoot up school one day so she'll warn them)
>“No, Liam has been annoyingly vague about the actual timeline of this whole thing.
>>216462 >>216517 Thanks for giving me the idea. This is probably why people usually use drone or undead Tessa for this kind of thing. While there is an estimate of approximately 20 years for the interval between the arrival of the Disassembly Drones on Copper-9 and the “present”, everything before that is uncertain. In hindsight, “Tessa” being very spry and agile and acting pretty youthful for someone who would at least be 40 was kind of a giveaway that something was up with her. Unless you think whatever etch they used to make the dogs immortal can also be used to rejuvenate humans.
>>216987 V curled up in the fetal position crying, after going through Uzi's manga collection for laughs and finding some fucked up H-doujin that hit way too close to home for her. >Tags: Corruption, Mindbreak, Bimboification, Monsterization, Guro, Vore, Netorare
>>217021 Someone never heard of persona. You need to get into theaters more. If i told you the amout of replies I'm responsible you'll be heartbroken. 20% are me. :3
>>217016 I'm just curious as to why you keep failing to understand the whole concept of "don't be annoying and people will like you more". Is it your obvious ESL or is there an actual mental handicap that's causing you to struggle at understanding this?
>>217016 "I won't be annoying anymore" >keeps being annoying
Legitimately go fuck yourself. Even if you are 25 you're clearly not mature enough and have brain damage. Actually get yourself checked for mental retardation.
>>216941 That poor frog is going to EXTREMELY touch starved and would just put her into even more of a lust frenzy than she already is right now, she's still gonna be in heat ya know?
>>216981 >I'm trying to teach anons to ignore retards Anon, for the sake of your mental health, please put your effort into something more healthy for you
>>217093 Oogies are not real anon, they are a creation of the government to steal your food and then for you to have to buy more and making you poor, don't trust the media
>>217091 Make them bigger and rounder then. >>217092 Teehee. What's the matter anon? Your fave can't handle the pressure? Afraid they might get hit with a blow-out? Perhaps they get a little too big for their britches, hmmmm?
>>217094 If they're not real how can they steal my food? I saw them rolling an onion into their hidey-hole the other day and I heard them crying while eating it later.
>>217098 I'M TELLING YOU, IT'S THE GOVERNMENT WITH THEIR HALLUCINOGENS DRUGS TO STEAL YOUR FOOD MNA, THEY STEAL IT ALL MAN, THEY ARE RUINING YOUR WALLET MAN
I have given an oogi the ability to comprehend it's own existence and nature. It sat in the corner for three days straight without making a noise. I found its corpse next to an outlet, with a fork sticking out of the outlet
There needs to be more OC greens where it's two different characters interacting. Not talking Jane and Beretta, but like weird fucking mash-ups you wouldn't think about. There also needs to be more Uzi greens...just a side note
Just a nitpick, but I fucking hate DD OCs that have any other color than yellow because it violates canon. Makes no sense for their nanites to not be yellow. Anyone else have nitpicks when it comes to fanart?
>>217116 >This includes husbands >They will bicker endlessly over who has the better husband >It is infinitely more awkward when your brother is the other guy
is it bad that I stumbled on a clip of a vtuber rattling off her fucked up fetishes and thought of /md/'s various femanons? she dresses kinda like J, funny enough.
>>217107 >Cyn traps Tessa’s consciousness in a doll >She sleeps with the Tessa doll every night >The human’s shrieks and anxiety give Cyn a nice lullaby
>>217123 It's something I struggled with, as there's no easy way to make a creature with multiple distinct eyes replicate the look of a Drone's face-screen easily. I took inspiration from this one reference the original bugdrone artist made and had the two primary eyes basically touching in the center.
>>217130 I think the suggestion with the fringe at the top is enough, it's great otherwise. It's just that line in the middle that reminds me this is not a visor but two jelly-like bug eyes rubbing against each other. Not everything needs to make sense. Think of it like one big fly eye that's actually 1000 little eyes instead.
>>217131 Agreed, it's a lot easier for me to see the issue in retrospect compared to when I was in the middle of drawing them. I'll keep it in mind if I ever draw one again.
>>217116 >>217119 >"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WELCOME BACK TO THE FIRST ANNUAL BUGRETTA BOXING MATCH!" >The camera pans to two Bugretta's, one wearing a Starfleet Uniform and the other wearing Jedi robes >"TONIGHT WE TRULY SEE WHICH FRANCHISE IS THE BEST IN THE WOOOOOOOOORLD!" >5 Minutes pass >They're not doing anything other than staring at eachother from their opposing side of the ring >............ >40 minutes pass and still nothing happens in the slightest >MG is beginning to regret giving Anon funding for this >SD-Q starts to let out a small scream that only increases in intensity as the last 8 viewers slowly begin to leave the livestream; Regretting letting Anon even have this segment on her show >As the viewcount hits 0, SD-Q in pure frustration fires a rocket at the only camera in the room >The resulting explosion not only destroys the camera, but also knocks the Jedi Bugretta on her side >The Starfleet Bugretta who has also been silent this entire time begins to laugh as the other attempts to flip-itself back up >Just as SD-Q is about to dive bomb into Anon with the full intention of strangling him with his own innards they all come to a complete pause >A crackle of energy fills the air as the 3 witness the Jedi Bugretta not only flip-itself back over, but begin to levitate >The Starfleet Bugretta starts to follow suit >Desperate to recover his lost funds MG grabs Anon's phone and begins to record in a blissful 144p >Letting out a battle cry the Starfleet Bugretta charges, slamming into Jedi Bugretta at Mach 5 >Jedi Bugretta shrugs off the blow and proceeds to Z-Vanish behind Starfleet Bugretta, her tiny limbs punch at speed not perceptible by neither Anon or machine >After the flurry of punches Starfleet Bugretta goes flying, smashing a crater sized hole on the left wall of SD-Q's studio, the debris kicking up a large cloud of dust obscuring everyone's vision >When the dust clear Starfleet Bugretta floats back up, her eyes glowing purple as she opens her mouth, within, a large ball of energy begins to form >Seeing this, Jedi Bugretta proceeds to do the same >"This is gonna make us so much fucking money!", MG exclaims, unaware that both Anon and SD-Q have already fled >Both Bugretta's fully charged release their energy out into a massive beam of light >However! The two are equally matched in strength resulting in the beams combining into yet another massive ball of energy >The ball disintegrates the ground around it, MG in a pursuit of greed decides to get closer >Until.....POP!
>Miles away Anon clings to SD-Q's leg, much to her disappointment as she continues to fly away from the scene >When suddenly a large blue glow begins to shine from behind them >Scared shitless SD-Q attempts in vain to fly faster, but it's too late! The massive explosion of energy sends to the pair into a death spiral, crashing somewhere unknown
>In place of SD-Q's studio is a massive smoldering pit >Deep within the pit, the two Bugretta's remain perfectly unharmed >Yet no longer do they fight, instead they bow their heads before eachother, understanding that they are both at the end of the day fans of Science Fiction, before Z-Vanishing back to their respective Hives >MG's body has yet to be found.
>in order to accommodate the biowomb where your child will grow, your disassembly drone wife must upgrade her hips to a wider model >it's at this stage that most drones will also undergo the installation of nanite milk glands and their cushioned support and storage infrastructure
>>217113 Guess not nitpicks, but whitebelly and fattyslop is straight up attrocious. Nitpicks would maybe be inconsistent segments on workerdrone limbs
>slowly increasing the room temperature to see when Pauline will react >She doesnt react or even recognize it >Its like 120 degrees in here, Im sweating and wheezing for a prank >She asks me if Im okay
>>217161 Anon. Imagine it from your perspective >Everyone you meet in highschool talks about how hot your mom is and wants to bang her >Some even try pretending to be your friend just to come over
>>217162 >>217163 She doesn't really like her mom with how controlling she is. First, Uzi dislikes Anon because he's a human and Uzi dislikes P because he's a "pimp" and a "bad influence" but both of them love her.
>>217167 >the oogi keeps trying to mlem the male sentinel because his hair looks vaguely like N's >the female sentinel can do nothing but sit in her cuck chair and cry
>>217172 >you and P are having a duel >a Yugioh duel >neither of you know the rules >you're just making it up as you go, throwing down cards and making smug comments to each other about your master plan >Beretta is incredibly frustrated >being the nerd she is, she actually knows how Yugioh is played >she eventually gets huffy and leaves you and P alone in the room together >finally alone >in an instant, the two of you embrace, your barely-contained homoerotic lust for one another displayed in a sloppy makeout session >you feel P's hands working their way down your body, undoing your belt >he wants this as much as you do...
>>217184 I don't think we do. But if there is, best of luck to them. Also please trick the 'Stanis into demolishing your nearest call center if you're a jeet. Thanks.
>>217185 >"I play pot of greed! This allows me to draw 4 cards." >"Anon that's not-" >"I play pot of greed! This allows me to draw 37 cards!" >"Anon just read the card-" >"I play pot of greed! This allows me to discard my hand and draw my entire deck!"
>>217184 We don't. I did several character polls here over the years, we had people from everywhere so far except the middle east, Africa and Antarctica.
>>217190 >P's drivers license is in the deck too >It too is expired >P has been driving Beretta around for dates in his speedwagon with a bum license >A truly shameful man
>You and P are double teaming Beretta >P is fucking her from below while you're shoving your dick down her throat >When Beretta proposed this to the two of you, you were both surprised >Both of you didn't realise she's into this stuff so you were weirded out >After a bit of talking the two of you concede to her wishes >You cum down her throat while P cums in her adapter >The two of you switch places, you fucking her artificial pussy while P hammers her mouth >Normally you would be against the idea of fucking a girl fucked by another guy but this is Beretta, she loves both of you >Plus you're too horny to think straight now
>After the "session", you, Beretta and P are in bed. She's fast asleep while you and P are still awake, the ramifications of what you've done hitting both of you after the post-nut clarity
>"Hey, P?"
>"Hmm?"
>"What does this make us?"
>"I don't understand..."
>"I mean she loves both of us and let us do...that. Are we still...?"
>"Friends?"
>"Yeah."
>"I dunno, mane. I don't hate you, she doesn't hate you. You don't hate me either..."
>>217209 Haha, silly anon. Clearly she does full-body paint in case her wraps get damaged. >Inb4 it starts to rub off when she gets hot and sweaty under those things
I cannot see red or that salmony orange anymore, this is the final version if the Jae thing. Felt the background should be red, maybe overdid it since the blood on J herself doesn't really stand out now but thematically better than blue I think. The patterns are only for aesthetics purposes nothing specific or thought through, took way too long I am going to Alice
V got so fuckin lucky It's a general shame we got so little Alice, but especially interaction between Alice and V would have been entertaining to witness. Think they talked before Uzi woke up, considering V was lucid by the time Alice presented her and Alice was working on Amda in the meantime?(We need more episode 6 bts stuff I'd sell a thousand kidneys for that) Not to forget how beautiful Alice is here, look at that CUTE expression, no mouth, just snoot and wide eyes, arms completely limp mid jump, what extraordinary bodylanguage
>>217228 Dear citizen, you have been caught spreading Anti-Federation Propaganda. Drone Sex is real sex and definitely not a method of getting autistic anons out of the gene pool while desirables procreate normally.
Just imagine...what she can all do? She jumped uo that table without any run up or squatting before, instant jump like that. All while yapping on to Uzi... I wish they had kept her around, just one frame post 8, J am starving for official Alice So energetic and cute, Alice pre fingerbite was so purely adorable
Femcels talk big about what they'll do to N if they get his hands on him but don't actually know how to interact with N in real life. This one just lost her lunch because an N looked vaguely in her direction with a smile on his face.
>>217247 >Be working in the mines one day. >Fix up the mining drill >Or so you think >Its on-board AI has a nasty habit of overheating for some reason whenever you're near. >Doesn't matter. It does its job and well.
>Meanwhile, on the output console: [OH ANON, YOU MAKE MY DRILL BIT SPIN AND MY ACTUATORS SOAR]
>>217247 Yeah, I've heard drones left to their own devices for too long get weird. One time I saw this white eyed one had grabbed the cap of a pen (not a company pen, some cheapy no name black ballpoint) and was holding it above its mouth while looking at its reflection in a window. Swear to fuck the little critter was trying to see how it'd look with a mustache.
Khan follows a guide on "how to be a good father" in the show. However we know from the monologue at the beginning this is basically the first generation of "kids" that the drones have. Which means that one of the drones we see literally wrote the guide on how to be a good dad. I posit that it was Doll's father.
>>217258 NTA but I think that pillbabies (or 'Untrained Neural Networks') were likely a thing back when humans were still around, although they almost certainly weren't raised or otherwise treated as babies by the humans. As for who wrote the book my only guess would be Liam Vickers
>>217263 Nah stay away from weighted brushes like that, you're not ready for them. Stick with a nice, hard round brush for sketching, make a new layer after sketching, then make the earlier layer transparent. On the new layer go over the sketch with "final" lines. That's the easiest way to do things imo.
>>217265 Nta I believe they were a thing too, but, with the exception of rich people who'd be into keeping drones, they were mostly used for research or testing.
>>217227 Thanks that is great to hear, I've been meaning to do one such but Alice covered in blood isn't accurate and covered in oil is something I'm too unskilled for/don't have the Patience/don't wanna risk messing up. >>217232 Would be too much for me tbh, WDs can already do a lot >>217237 Thankeyu
I have to go down to CFL, take Alice from the floor and put her on one of her tables, don't forget to collect the hardhat too. Then remove the visor remains from the white paart and change damaged interior, the emergency repair bay must have tools for such stuff (may take a while to find since Alice requisited everything for her own use), then fix all above the 'roof' of her mouth, new interior, new eyes, new visor, nee too of head, then take the original hair and put it on, then her hardhat, maybe adjust knifes that were shifted from being made to carry weight during the attack. Restrain her tail, or put a magnet on it, tape it on there for good measure, but don't restrain her completely (maybe do that first before all other steps), if she didn't wake up then, find a way to end the bootloop buffering that doesn't involve slapping her poor face (no DD treatment). She would be frightened at first, surprised, confused, then just oray she doesn't try kill you and duh. Alice aquired now.
Anyways I just want to put my forehead against tbe rim of her hardhat or her hair, hold the sides of her head, maybe her auburn full hair, or caress it, maybe even wave your hands through and feel her head's sides, how the oil rushes through there, how she makes those little visor sounds, have her pretty orange eyes in front of mine, put my nose to her snoot, kiss her or just stay close like that
>>217265 This is actually just plain wrong. I'm pretty sure that Liam said in the GlitchX QNA that the Copper-9 Drones created them after humans got wiped out
>>217281 Pretty sure the opening narration says something about how they built their own civilization after humans died. And it shows pillbabies. I mean, why would you train a neural network off two robots when you can just copy the same robot?
>>217283 I legitimately do not remember what time in the video or if it's there, but I swear that he said it in the GlitchX qna https://www.youtube.com/live/4G6L9wtCy0M?si=yVzhZulprrVtE7Uu If not there, then he said it in a reddit ama >Nah, that’s a valid question, lolol. To be 100% honest, it's mooooostly 99% a case of "don't think about it - just watch the funny robots be funny," buuuut in the interest of not copping out, haha - If you’re human, obvs if some of your drones break down or get crushed by your other heavy machinery, you’ll need to build more to keep up your epic 10/10 mining operation. We see in the intro there’s a lil conveyor belt/assembly line thingy for assembling new drones on Copper 9 (the name of the exoplanet they’re on - super difficult to see that detail in the pilot though, lol). Once the “Great Yeetening” occurred killing all the humans, the WDs messed with the machine to construct not fully formed WDs ready to lift pickaxes and smile at camera, but instead just little glorified balls of their base neural network - untrained idiots just like human children. If you’re a drone parent ready for a crappy little toaster of your own, you probably copy some of your code onto like . . . a heccin USB and plug some of that ish into the machine as a base network, but otherwise it’s all nurture and learning from there. This is mostly what caused the WDs to branch out in personality types once the humans on Copper 9 decided to take a forever nap, why they have to go to heccin robo-school to re-learn basic stuff, and why you get development “phases” like, for example, learning enough about the world to finally question it and becoming and edgelord teen, lol, but not quite old enough to know how to carry yourself or take things in stride XD In terms of actual models, there are only two: the little baby pills (you wouldn't want a literal mental toddler in charge of a body with limbs and full agency that counts as heavy machinery, lol), then you'd transfer that AI to the full WD body whenever you've grown to be less of an idiot! >Tl:dr: if you’ve ever watched “Robots” (2005) . . . ya know . . . that XD If you don't trust me here is the link https://www.reddit.com/r/GlitchProductions/comments/qnlqib/murder_drones_ama/
>>217290 You're welcome. Now write me a dark and gritty greentext about the Drones on Copper-9 reacting to the core explosion and the crushing realization that their "race" is potentially doomed due to the lack of humans producing them in factories which leads to the creation of the first pillbaby and something something messiah complex
>>217291 Unfortunately it's late at night and I'm currently too tired to produce anything of value, but I'll definitely be mulling over this idea in order to (hopefully) produce a decent-ish greentext tomorrow!
>>217001 Plot twist: the aging is from stress. Without it, Tessa would... still clearly not be young anymore, but 31st century health know-how means she'd "just" look 40something instead of 60something. Like Tom Cruise, seriously how does he fucking do it.
>>216707 I would however: A: I've been suffering headaches for the past month B: University finals C: Still working on my ttrpg and i started a different drawing tonight of my other animated show interest
>>217191 Actually, yugioh used to not have a deck size limit. Some mad lads showed up to a tournament with a 2000 card deck and spent like an hour shuffling after one card said something like "search your deck for X and then shuffle".
Forgive the reddit post, was best image i could find https://www.reddit.com/r/196/comments/s9fk0d/rule_gi_oh/
I wanted to create my own sequel to the initial Liquid Buddy since there wasn't a continuation so enjoy
>Buddy is staring at the unconscious body of his body double slumped next to the dumpster. >What the hell is this? Why does he look like him? He’s like the mirror image of himself but he looks healthier and more fit. He looks just like the time he first joined the Federal Army. >Why is that thing here? Why was he cloned? If he was cloned then that means the Federation sampled his DNA during his augmentation process. Unsurprising but to clone him? For what purpose? >The clone is still breathing which is good. Buddy has some questions for him, who, or what, he is and what is his purpose. >Buddy has hidden him on the side of the dumpster where no passersby would see him from the alleyway’s entrance. >Where the hell is Pavo? He should have been here by now. Just staying in the dark alleyway is dangerous enough, he could get attacked by a feral DD or get caught up in the routine patrols the police likes to do in alleyways. >The sound of metal steps against concrete grab Buddy’s attention as he looks at the alleyway’s entrance. Pavo is walking towards him with a confused expression. >”Sorry it took me so long, Buddy. It was a while before I found the right alleyway, eheh…” He awkwardly chuckles as he rubs his hands. >Buddy sighs and shakes his head. “No matter. You found me, that’s what matters. Did you bring a large sack with you?” >Pavo reaches underneath his suit and pulls out a neatly folded fabric sack. “Of course!” He hands it to Buddy. “But I still don’t understand why you wanted me to bring one. You were being very vague about why you wanted me to come. Did you…kill someone.” >”No, no. I didn’t kill anybody and I don’t want you to cover for me. I, uh, I…” Buddy scratches the back of his head as he tries to formulate an explanation. “Oh, well, I can’t explain what I found. It’s better I show you.” He motions to Pavo to come over to the dumpster’s side. >He does so and Buddy points at the unconscious clone of himself. Pavo’s emotions change rapidly, trying to process what he’s seeing, before he looks back at Buddy. “Is---is that you?” He says with a nervous expression. >”Yeah, it is.” He replies with a tense voice. Pavo rapidly looks between Buddy and the clone. “Wha---who---but you’re here---” He keeps stuttering before Buddy interrupts him. “I don’t know either. I have no idea why he’s here.” >”Is this why you wanted me to come?” Buddy asks as Pavo looks back the alleyway’s entrance then back at him. “Do you want me to report this? State Security might be able to deal with him.” >”No, let’s not do that just yet.” Buddy unfolds the sack. It’s large enough to fit a person inside. “I may have an idea from where he comes and I wanna ask him a few questions first. Can you take him back to my house once we put him in the sack?” >”You want us to kidnap him?” Pavo takes a step back. “That’s…illegal.” >”Pavo, this is a near perfect clone of me. If he walks around looking just like me or is taken by any of the agencies once they realize he’s a clone there’ll be bigger problems.” >”How did you even find him anyways?” >”He was trying to bomb the DD restaurant right next to this alleyway.” Buddy looks at the clone as he continues. “I noticed him on the opposite sidewalk as I was walking. I thought I was seeing things until I double checked and I was sure he was real.” Buddy walks over to him and pushes a small plastic bag with his foot. “He was gonna bomb the restaurant with a XC-4 incendiary compound. I stopped him before he could.” >Both Pavo and Buddy stare at the clone before Buddy speaks up again. “Come on before anyone notices what we’re doing.” That gets Pavo out of his stupor and he rapidly helps him. >Once the clone is in the sack, Pavo extends his wings and launches towards the sky. That sends some dust in Buddy’s way as he watched Pavo fly off towards the house. Not wanting to stay here any further, he exits the alleyway and blends in with the crowd.
>Unknown to them, someone was watching the whole affair from afar while nobody was paying any attention. >A Worker Drone with green eyes, brown coat and a cap with a stylized N on it watched as Pavo flew off from the alleyway and Buddy exiting the same alleyway. >The WD narrows its eyes as it growls. “Damn it…” It says underneath its breath as it walks away. It was keeping tabs on the clone but staying in the open like this is too dangerous. >Looks like Switch has a rescue operation on her hands. She already has some idea where Pavo could have taken Anders to…
>>217349 >bunnydrone finds another anon >"ur my boyfriend now" >"no" >"because you're my dronewife now" >lifts her over his shoulder and carries her home
Alright, I’ll be real with you guys. Messing with you was fun — thanks for taking the bait. But my finger need a break, so I’m logging off temporarily. Call me whatever you want, but just know: you played your part in the show. I'm not leaving I'm still watching you. You're just going to see less of my shit 🍓
>I tried going out today >I'd feel an odd sense of independence walking alone >a mundane happiness would flood over me as I took joy with what I had >I'd pause seeing two others speak with such familiarity, care, and sweetness >all that independence and mundane happiness would me washed away and replaced with a sense of longing >I'm not going to be one of those people. >I'll never be someone who gets that familiarity >I'm too quiet, uncultured, bland too desperate, someone who longs for attention. affection maybe. >but I'm not going to get that. >I'd glance up at the sky feeling a raindrop fall against my visor >it's colder outside than I remember it being. >the rain would fall heaver, soaking into my hoodie >I should go back inside my room...
>>217366 Imagine picking Bunnydrone up in your arms on a rainy day and walking home while her rain-wet but warm from the drone's body sweatshirt clings to your body.
>>217375 She's dreaming again. She's having another nightmare as she bites off a chunk from Anon's neck as she screams in agony. She then wakes up in her DD form, cursed to be a monster.
>>217375 >anon arrives home, puts bunnydrone down >it worked! But she doesn't know what to do now >she just goes with the first thing that comes to mind
>>217383 >anon holds her close >she can feel his warmth, hear his heartbeat >she starts to doze off >when she wakes up anon isn't there >panic.exe >looks around and finds him making breakfast
>>217383 Right now it's May, but it's not above 10 degrees outside during the day and I'm sick with acute respiratory infections, and I just imagine hugging Bunnydrone and her body heat warming my aching joints.
>>217401 >official Prop-replica of Uzi's 'railgun'. (It's obviously a laser rifle of some sort.) >/md/ An MG plush I can use to swindle people out of money.
If Tessa or Mitchell were alive all along albeit in frozen cryopods; and Uzi/Khan decide to fulfill their dream of human killing, would anyone stop them?
>"-and then his arm shot off and exploded." >Beretta gestured from her arm to off in the distance. >"Like a bullet?" her maid-dress clad companion asked. >"No like a firework, cept less fire and more oil. Honestly, he was more angry about the mess than his missing arm." >The maid gave a small giggle. >She didn't get many words in during this chats, but she didn't mind. >Mundane as most of them were, it was nice to hear about the antics of Beretta's class and the goings on of Outpost 3. >"The weirdest thing though, was how-" >A chirp emanated from her hoodie pocket, startling the two drones. >To Hope's surprise, Beretta took a retro-style walkie-talkie out of her pocket. >Apple doesn't fall far from the tree, she supposed. >"Yellow...uh huh, copy that." >The blond drone put the radio away, an expression of irritation plastered across her screen. >"Sooooo..." Beretta started, "That was Bradly." >The name was somewhat familiar to the maid, a friend of Beretta's, though she couldn't remember much past that. >"He's been watching us for the past, ohhh...thirty minutes?" She pointed in the vague direction of an abandoned building in front of the pair. >Not waiting for Hope to speak, Beretta continued, "Or really, he's been watching me speak to myself for the past thirty minutes." >Dread welled up in the maid. She knew this little thing wouldn't last forever, but she'd hoped it could go on for longer than a few months. >"Care to explain, Ms. Hope?" The blond turned to the increasingly pensive maid, eyes at that trademark worker drone half-lid, voice laced with . >Delicate situation ahead, Hope. Attempt to handle it with care. >"You uh, you sure he isn't kidding," Hope started, "I mean he could just be pulling a prank or-" >"Bradly wouldn't do that," Beretta cut her off, her tone a combination of measured and annoyed. >She continued, "We've been friends since childhood and...he wouldn't mess around with this sort of thing." >Beretta let the words hang in the air, waiting for Hope to answer. "I...um...well the-" the maid's words caught in her voicebox, she couldn't string anything together to explain herself. >Beretta simply threw her hands up. >"It's alright," her faux-chipper tone singed with dismissal and irritation, "Clearly, I've just lost it, between being the product of two freakshows and the thing in my head!" >Situation deteriorating. >"You haven't lost it, Beretta, nor are you seeing things." >She was reassuring herself as much as the blond. >Beretta just derisively shook her head, "Oh come on, that is what quite literally every hallucination sa-" >"I AM NOT A HALLUCINATION!"
>The scream shocked Beretta out of her funk. >Hope never raised her voice, even her laughter rarely got louder than a chuckle. >She hesitantly turned to look at the maid drone. >Hope face was a mixture of fury, terror, and desperation. >Her teeth clenched and eyes hollow, she'd slammed her hands into the snow-covered car roof, little puffs of snow surrounded her balled fists. >A true hallucination wouldn't have any effect on the world, and her own Solver hadn't activated. >The strange maid's expression softened a bit, looking away as she leaned back from Beretta. >"I- I'm so sorry," Hope stutterd, "I just...I don't know where that came from." >She's clearly just scared, she doesn't want to hurt you. >"Hope, what are you," Beretta started, "frankly, who are you?" >The maid turned her head and looked off in the distance. >"...I don't know, or I know who I am, its what I am thats difficult to explain. >Ghosts, solver holograms, some cheap amalgamation of both? >With a sigh, Hope spilled the beans. >Her weird state of out-of-phase existence. >How she wound up this way. >And finally her peculiar lineage. >Beretta simply sat and listened, taking it all in, while "Auntie Cyn" remained silent. >Being functionally erased from reality, with the only one who truly remembers you being the unwilling instrument of your obliteration. >All the while your parents and friends go about their lives as if you never existed at all. >Hope held herself as she finished her tale, looking up the swirling snow. >Say something, stupid. >"So, you being V's and Dad's...that makes us half-sisters." >The maid didn't say anything, just nodded in the affirmative. >"Don't take this the wrong way, but is that the reason you started speaking to me, to get to N?" >Selfish, stupid, but the thought wouldn't leave unless said aloud. >"Not exactly, he kinda already knows about me." >"Or really he knows that there is a freaky but benign ghost maid haunting his family." >Was this Victorian bint watching us sleep? >"My crosswired idea was to influence your mother into getting me out of this...predicament, but I got caught up in our chats." >"It was nice speaking with someone who had no baggage, who could actually listen and talk back." >How long had she been alone exactly. >"It kinda just became routine and the whole plan just became something I'd get to later." >Hope pulled her legs up, hugging them close as the snow continued to flake down. >"I wouldn't say us being secret half sisters means no baggage," Beretta commented. >Hope looked down at her feet. >"Well, its not like you knew until now." >Ok, at least try to get her out of this dour mood. >Mom might be less than inclined to help with this, so figure out how to soften that blow. >"Still, it is kinda cool when you think about." >She's didn't respond to that. >Red flag, but keep going anyway. >"Being intangable like that, I mean there has to be some benefit, just think of what-" >"I can't feel anything."
>Beretta immediately hushed up at the interruption. >Wrong direction, idiot. >"Come again?" she asked the maid. >"All my sensors, with the exception of visual and auditory, read as complete null." >The temperature is below freezing, even for drones it's a little uncomfortable. >"Even those two are all screwed up, everything is out of focus and its like I'm hearing things through a meter of foam." >That explains why she had to repeat a few things, and the periodical zoning out. >Hope tries to curl up more. >Even with the limited range of expression that default worker drones came with, she looked extremely tired. >Like a tarnished and spent battery. >For the first time, Beretta noticed the snowflakes passing through her. >And you consider yourself observant. >The blond drone rubbed her temples, trying to think of the right words. >"Well, I guess," Beretta stuttered, "There's gotta be something I can do." >You owe her that much for putting up with you, half-sister or not. >"Just like that, no other questions, no nothing?" Hope said flatly, not looking up. >Oh there will be questions but thats for later. >"I mean we can't just go back to 20 minutes ago before you spilled the beans," Beretta retorted, "I wasn't exactly expecting a bombshell." >Auntie Cyn's silence is deafening. >"I can probably talk to my mother about this, or at least drag her out here to see you." >She'd offer her own Solver abilities, but since the bug incident... >"Since your...non-physical state was caused by the Solver, its likely she can see you like I can." >The maid remains unresponsive. >"At the very least, its a starting point," Beretta continued, "If not to get you an actual body than at least allowing normal drones to see you. >Hope lifted her head, staring off into the distance once more. >"Or consignment to oblivion," She said, "I wouldn't mind that either." >Oh for Robo-God's sake, don't say that. >"Hopefully it won't result in something that grim." >Hope didn't respond, but her expression seems to soften. >"I do mean it, I don't know when I'll be able to tear mom away from Outpost-3, but I'm not leaving you like this." >Probably keep N away from her for now, and absolutely keep V away. >"Plus you're one of the only drones around who'll put up with me, I mean Bradley's nice but even he has his limits." >A small, barely audible giggle escaped Hope's lips. >Attagirl. >The maid turns to Beretta, a look of measured concern on her face. >"Do you promise?" >You can't guarantee anything. >Hell, you don't have the slightest clue how mom would react. >Or even if anything truly can be done to get Hope out of this. >"...I promise." >You have to try regardless.
>>217444 Trips of truth >N not being allowed to touch himself as Uzi orally ravages his rear port >N panting and squirming as Uzi's long, solverfied tongue ventures deeper and deeper into him >N screaming in pleasure as Uzi prods and pushes against his poor robo-prostate, culminating in him blasting a powerful load of Nanite Nut into a collection bin on the floor
>>217447 It's been a bit since I read the recent chapters and Blu's Tumblr answers, but I'm pretty sure it's not that, but that he's frustrated by how needy she is and by how their dad is still PTSDed out from not being able to save his sister so he keeps emphasizing how he needs to look out for her to the point where he feels like she's a burdensome obligation being put on him.
beyond clothes, I wonder how drone fashion would work. >hair is somewhat straightforward until you get to sidecuts and such. would they be glued on? >for piercings they could probably get something approximating a pierced bellybutton easily enough, but everything else would have to be either glued or bolted on. >and for makeup– they could apply lipstick, but everything else would have to be programmed onto their displays >and assuming they're restricted to monochrome lights that's pretty limiting
She usually tags along whenever the gang goes on an adventure, but now she seems to have little interest at all. When confronted about this, she merely dismisses it as her having things to do - but it always felt like there was more to it.
The change was too sudden, too-
"Whatcha doing?"
"Gah!"
Uzi jumps out of her steel before clamping a hand on N's mouth. She rises from behind the bench to see if anyone was looking before glaring at N. "Having an internal monologue here! What do you want??"
N lightly pushes Uzi's hand aside. "Ah, sorry! It's just that I saw you sitting here mumbling to yourself and was curious. Are we spying?"
"First off - creepy. Second - there's no 'we'- I mean there wasn't supposed- Guuuh..." Uzi pinches her nonexistent nose. "Look, just don't talk. Ninja's are supposed to be stealthy!"
"Stealthy. Got it."
Believing that to be the end of it, Uzi crouches back down to peer through the cracks.
"...So who are we spying on?"
She sighs. "V."
"V? But why?"
"Haven't you noticed? She's been ditching us on all our adventures, and I want to know why."
Confused, N dips his head to the side. "Isn't she just hanging out at Lizzy's?"
Uzi shakes her head. "First place I looked. The plan is to follow her and see what she's up to."
N frowns and makes a displeased noise. "I dunno, that sounds like an invasion of privacy..."
"Duh!"
N's frown deepens. "I don't think we-"
"Here she comes!"
Both drones dip to the floor and watch as the familiar stilts of their minx companion strides by them. Uzi notes her excited smile.
Definitely not a good sign.
"Come on!" Uzi ushers as she quietly follows after V, N not far behind.
>>217493 They keep their distance as they tail her, hiding behind whatever objects or drone that pass by. So far, V seems to have no awareness of them, or was very good at hiding it. They hide behind an artificial plant as she rounds a corner.
"Doesn't this hallway seem...familiar?" N whispers.
"It does..." Uzi looks back at him. She notes his hat is askew and pushes it back into place. She hides her blush when he giggles.
V's pathing grew more familiar as they continued to follow, and so too did their suspicion. She rounds another corner and before stopping at a door. To their surprise, V opens the door without hesitation and closes it behind her.
"Is that...?"
"Time to expose her secrets!" Uzi launches from the ground and enters through the door with N reluctantly following.
There was no doubt about what this place was now. But why did V come here of all places? Traversing through the room, they follow a noise from the other side of a door.
Just as she was about to open the door, N pulls Uzi back by the shoulder. "We shouldn't do this."
Uzi groans. "Seriously? You're telling me you're not the least bit curious about what she's been up to?"
"Even if it's weird, V is entitled to her privacy. Let's just go before-"
The sound of a struggle catches their attention. Uzi doesn't hesitate to open the door and peer inside. N goes to stop her, only to immediately freeze when he catches what was going on inside.
>>217494 V had you in a bear hug from behind, a talon groping you between your legs. She laughs as you struggle to break free, clearly distressed. What was even more shocking was that J of all drones is there as well. She is pressing herself against you from the front, her lips locked with yours in a sensual dance as she moans.
J pulls back, her long tongue sliding out from your mouth with strands of saliva bridging it with yours. The kiss leaves you gasping for air, a bright red burning your cheeks. You brave yourself for what seems to be another kiss, but J veers to the side and latches onto your neck instead. V goes to work on the other side and gives it a strong suck, earning a pleasured gasp from you.
Uzi and N are at a loss. They just stare as their processors lag. This was why V ditched them? How long has this been going on? Why was J of all drones here? More importantly, is this even consensual?
Your back arches as the two women brand you with hickeys. J lifts your shirt, exposing a large quantity of bites and scratches - both old and recent. She slowly lowers to her knees while leaving a trail of kisses along your torso. She licks a particular spot with an old bite mark before pressing down on it with her teeth.
You grunt as pain emanates from that spot and you struggle more. V covers your mouth and gently shushes you in your ear. J continues to gnaw on your stomach, applying a steady amount of pressure before releasing it. Her tongue laps up the crimson on your belly and on her lips before moving on to another marked spot.
She repeats the process - refreshing a wound to make the proof of her marking you permanent all while drinking droplets of your life. Your eyes spill with tears as you writhe in place, your protests becoming more audible.
V leans into your ear and speaks in a tone both seductive and taunting. "Don't be such a baby - this is how we mark what's ours. Besides...you love this~" As if to accentuate her claim, she rakes your body with her claws, leaving more cuts and red along your flesh.
>>217495 You can only whimper as she ruins your body.
V smiles cruelly. "You never make a fuss whenever we do this and barely fight back at all..." V brings her talons to your face. Through the stains of red dripping from the razor-sharp metal, you see your reflection looking back at you, along with V whispering into your ear. "You love feeling helpless and at our mercy. You enjoy taking everything we do to you. You crave us making you our plaything~"
You shake your head at those claims, but your defiance was weak. Your tears, your protests, your struggles, all were fake. In truth, being bound in their arms - fearing for your life - was a thrilling experience. Ever since they first claimed you, you fantasized about that night, immersed with the fear of what they could do to you next.
J fiddles with your pants, bringing down the fabric to reveal your manhood. It was...not very big. Rather small, actually. Despite this, J doesn't hesitate to draw near. She breathes on it, as though gently nudging it awake. The contrast from the frigid air to her hot breath roused it and it began to harden before her hungry eyes. She gives it a lap of her tongue before bringing the head into her mouth. She looks up, giving you a taunting look while idly licking the phallus.
Uzi feels she should stop this, yet she doesn't interfere. Instead she felt more inclined to remain and watch. Her eyes trail all the cuts and deep red leaking from your wounds as the drones 'have their way with you' and licks her lips. She stiffens at the firm touch of a hand on her shoulder and turns to N.
His eyes were replaced with a cross.
You squirm in V's grip as J sucks you off. The suction from her flexiplastic lips and the prodding from her wet tongue leaves you gasping and moaning, the only thing keeping you from being heard in the entire bunker was V's hand.
Said owner took a delight in the sounds you made, biting her lip as her internals grew hot with desire. She eyes your neck as saliva drips from her fangs before digging them into your flesh. You scream into her hand, the burning feel of her teeth carving their way deep into you. V pulls away, a cross replacing her ovals, and slurps your blood onto her tongue, the red ichor nourishing her insides and cooling her blazing core.
You can do nothing but squirm in their grasp. Whether you were screaming because of the pain or the pleasure wasn't clear to you, but you ultimately didn't care.
>>217496 The rooms is flooded with moans and wet slurping as the drones feast upon you like a fine dish. They hungrily devoured your essence, V greedily gulping as much blood as she can fit into her stomach while J works tirelessly to make you explode in her mouth. Slowly, the pleasure replaced the pain and you felt a growing pressure in your loins that threatened to burst. The girls pick up on this and move faster to bring out that sweet, delectable cum of yours.
Just as you were about to explode, you feel a finger slide it's way up your backdoor and press strongly on your prostate. It catches you by surprise, and the pressure becomes too intense for you to handle.
Your groans boom within the confines of your room as you flood J's awaiting mouth with white. She moans deeply as the succulent taste graces her synthetic taste buds. She swallows every drop, sucking on you fervently to force as much out of you as possible. When you finished, she pulls away, and moves so that your dick rests on her screen.
She idly nibbles on your sack as your, literally small fella, throbs and twitches on her face. "That was better than last time. Seems you listened and went on that diet like good livestock~"
V slowly removes her teeth from you neck and finally let's you go, her lips stained with red. "God I needed that...~" She turns to you and her optics hollow.
Your skin was a pale shade from what it was before, more so than either of the DDs intended. You were thankfully still alive - as evident by your laborious breathing - but given the state you're in, you won't be moving for awhile. Honestly, it's a miracle you're still standing.
>>217497 V lays you on your bed, pants back on, and tucks you in.
"Don't baby him." J barks as she watches. "He's survived this long with us."
"Yeah - how about next time I get to 'drink from the tap' for once?"
"Hmph!" J flicks her hair with confidence. "You're just mad I'm better at it~"
Irked, V goes to retort, only to stop. A sound greets her receivers, and she turns to the door before opening it with force. Before her were two familiar faces, both on their knees, with one drinking a quantity of black from a patch of purple whom was playing with her wires while moaning like a whore.
They stop.
They slowly turn.
They realize they've been caught.
V, and even J, glare down at them with one of their eye's being a bright cross.
N, his eyes now normal, slowly retracts from Uzi's shoulder and forces a smile as oil drips from his lips. "H-Heyyyy V! Uhm...how was it?"
He is answered by guns cocking and unloading on them. He and Uzi wake up later tied upside down together in a hall of the bunker with a sign below them spelling "pinatas" written with oil.
>You wake up and get ready for the day >You get ready for work and open your front door >There's a dead worker drone on your welcome mat >A feral J is staring at you from across the road
>>217512 >Molli has a twitch redeem for 10,000 points where she eats VOLCANO ASS RAPE CHILI flavored noodles >She eats half of the bowl of noodles in one go and spends the next four hours on stream screaming and writhing on the floor
>>217520 >Solver Translate, Rotate, Scale & Edit are actually just 4 of 99 different Solver abilities >the other 95 are for doing lewd things to male drone’s asses
But more importantly it turns out the flickering is a problem with my web browser because it’s happening of other websites as well, so Blackhand needn’t worry :)
>Cyn, not the solver, Cyn loves you >She really does >That's why you must understand why she replaced your limbs with drone limbs >She doesn't want you getting hurt, and if you try to escape she can just turn them off >Your weak human digestive system had to go too, with earth gone organic food sources are far too scarce to rely upon and solver flesh tends to lead to dozens of agonizing cancers when eaten >So she gave you a drones synthetic digestive system! She even replaced your tongue so you can enjoy your new diet! >Your eyes had to go too, she can't have you going blind with those feeble little balls of jelly >A drone visor offers better vision and can be replaced easily! >Cyn will keep finding the flaws in your feeble organic body and she will Solve them >She will never discard you, she loves you too much to do so
>>217540 He may physically be in his 20's but his emotional maturity can't be any greater than 12 It's probably best for us to stop talking about him entirely. Giving his presence any kind of attention will only fuel him to continue
>Uzi Doorman >Something's wrong with that drone >Uzi Doorman >Her core don't work, it never did >Uzi Doorman >You better not cross her path >Uzi Doorman >She's an Absolute Solver-infected sociopath >Sociopath
>>217474 I'm trying to get chapter 40 out soon but this is legitimately what it's about >So what? I live with her. She’s my sister, and I’m supposed to be her protector. That’s what my dad wants, you know? He tried to re-enforce that again this morning and I told him off. And you know, that’s cool, I guess. It’s so cool that everyone cares more about my sister than me!
>>217540 >deleted? What's the problem sir? It was my post that i made. Did you think i deleted someone else post that i delete? I don't do that. That's just petty
>>217586 I wonder if someone could make a sort of wolf-rabbit, since Nori drew herself as that. Alice also has the deer stuff and mercurial made a Jackalope already, is there anything similiar rhat could fit the nori? (And the Alice here is super cute)
>>217596 a big part of it is empathy, I think. she's a competent, decent person with a dorky failgirl personality that tries her best and wants people to like her but ends up getting ignored. then she suffers horribly for trying to prove how bad of a person Jane is, and you pity her all the more
>Agro-C. >A backwater farming planet with soil so rich in nutrients, even Earth’s elite paid a premium for its produce. Its orbit kissed just the right trade routes, making it a golden goose for humanity—at least before earth collapse. But long before then, Agro-C wasn’t a paradise to our kind. It was a graveyard in slow motion. >Drones weren’t built for comfort here. They were mass-produced, numbered, and boxed up like rusted cans of soup with legs. Days were long. The sun never dimmed. Overwork wasn't a risk—it was the rule. We were so replaced. If one died he'll got thrown in the pit and replace in a heartbeat. The strawberry farming section of Agro-C was the most productive and the most fatal. At least a thousand drones perished here daily, their bodies dumped into mulch pits or left to rot among the roots. >Overseeing it all stood Uncle Sam. >A model with an oddly pristine coat, a straw hat too clean for a farm, and a voice as sweet as engine oil. “Now, now, let’s all give a big smile for our quota today, little rust-buckets.” He was polite. He was kind. He gave motivational speeches before sending hundreds to their deaths under the rotating blades of mechanical harvesters. >But he was still a drone slaver. And everyone knew it. The closest thing I had to a father figure. >Among the thousands, one drone—production unit SC-8993 barely stood out. She was built for berry farming. No extra processing power. No personality core. Just a number and a shovel. She worked like the others. She bled like the others. >Every morning began the same. >A high-pitched horn. A swarm of flying cutters. A row of drones too tired to scream, shuffled out onto the fields. The tasks were endless. Anyone batteries could died at any second. • >Pluck the ripe. • >Burn the spoiled. • >Rinse the dirt in coolant. • >Dispose of the limbs that got caught in the harvesters. • >kill the insects or any rodents • >Measure and water the plants >Again. >And again. >Day after day >SC-8993 wasn’t stronger or smarter than her peers. But she remembered the smell of strawberries. Even without a nose. She remembered how they looked when they bloomed. She talked to them sometimes. Whispered to them. >Drones beside her began to falter. Collapse. Vanish. Uncle Sam whistled through it all. "Can’t let the harvest rot, now." >One evening, the sun didn’t set. The clouds didn’t move. The drones didn’t return from the east field. SC-8993 kept plucking berries. One by one. Her fingers were cracked. Her chassis dented. She whispered to a plant: “You’re the only one still listening.” That night, a low humming began under the soil. Something ancient. Something wrong. The strawberries twitched. The soil pulsed. >Somewhere in the sky, a Disassembly Drone's silhouette hovered—watching the field—but never approaching. Because something worse was coming. And it had taken root.
>>217291 Afraid it turned out more "existential reckoning and hints of dread" rather than "dark and gritty" but I hope it's still serviceable Went ahead and also decided to include some stuff inspired by Liam's answer as to why they didn't just stick fresh AI immediately into Worker Drones bodies
Genesis
>The death of humanity on Copper-9 was originally treated with wildly mixed reactions >On the one hand, years of grueling work underneath mortally harsh (and borderline sadistic) conditions left more than a few drones feeling as if an oppressive weight was lifted >This understandably led some drones to overtly celebrate the end of organic life in a period of brief jubilation >On the other hand, many drones initially treated the sudden and seemingly inexplicable extinction of the planet-side human population as merely a temporary hiccup in the grand scheme of things >For these drones it seemed only natural that their space-faring masters would soon return to set things "back into order", with more than a few dreading their uncertain fates should the arriving humans find them acting so flagrantly out of line in their absence
>About the only thing these newly freed drones could agree upon was the urgent need to salvage what they could from the cataclysmic core collapse >Parties searched the devastated cities and ruined industrial complexes were formed. Factories were swiftly brought back into working order. Contact between groups was made, resulting in widening networks of communication being established. The damage toll was tallied and the sheer scale of desolation soon became undeniable >Days, and eventually weeks, were spent searching for answers whilst attention began to increasingly shift towards the sky in anticipation of signs heralding humanity's return to the planet
>Except they never came back
>It wasn't long before the question of "What now?" became THE most important topic of discussion >The idea of living a life independent of the rules and responsibilities dictated by their former masters was a completely alien, and almost terrifying, concept to grapple with >As the nomadic groups of directionless drones began settling themselves into the earliest colonies & outposts, the concept of simply "living" became a familiar and comfortable one >Yet even so, with the idea of living long-term lives of their own came the time to address the now-unignorable elephant in the room: The issue of procreating/reproducing more worker drones
>At surface value the question had an incredibly obvious & easy answer; Simply build more worker drones using the already mined materials in the now-idle factories!
>The first issue came in the nature of their AI >Whilst the factories could effortlessly produce the physical bodies of worker drones, the traditional process of uploading new AI was far more complicated than it first appeared >A history of humanity's fear over robot rebellion (coupled with security measures placed in the wake of seemingly vague off-world happenings) had rendered it so that the 'normal' installation process of any Autonomous Intelligence required explicit human approval >The idea of forcing a way around this restriction ultimately proved highly unpopular with the existing drone population, as few wanted to entertain the idea of their progeny being the exact same kind of naturally obedient, pre-programmed slaves that they themselves had been >Even the prospect of copying the AI of existing drones into new bodies was one most found to be both disingenuous and dangerous, with many of those appointed into leadership outright banning the practice before it could be tried
>Eventually the first issue became settled and it was agreed that the best course of action would be to take and mix the foundational code of willing drone 'parents' in order to make a completely fresh, and essentially untrained, neural network. These untrained neural networks could be 'injected' for installation directly into an empty drone core and allowed for the human-imposed restrictions to be bypassed, although this soon led to a second, and even larger, issue >The unintended damage, unavoidable chaos & inevitable tragedy caused by putting untrained AI inside an industrial-grade machine resulted in the complete and total loss of this (admittedly brief) generation of drones. The failure of this experiment was almost enough to convince the worker drones to simply not bother with any further attempts at bringing new drones into the post-collapse world >An ensuing existential despair was soon felt by all within the burgeoning drone society, leaving many to believe that only a miracle could save their kind's future from the steady attrition of time
>To everyone's surprise, that miracle came in the form of a pill
>It was the drones who'd molded their lives to be like that of their former human masters who came up with the idea of using small, harmless & undeniably baby-like vessels to temporarily host the untrained neural networks >The idea proved to be a resounding success, and quickly became adopted & codified into becoming the de-facto standard across every civilized corner of Copper-9 >Before long the foundations of a properly new generation of drones truly began, one that was both free from their kind's history of bondage and free to forge a future made entirely of their own choosing >Finally, after all the pain and uncertainty that came before, the fate of Copper-9's drones was one that dronekind could look forward to in high hopes
>Her eyes closed >Another day to pass, another attempt to recover from sleepless nights >Perhaps, finally, she could rest without nightmares ... >[Bleep]’s mind wanders into old memories >She watches the kids playing with her co-worker, H. >A soccer match on the school grounds boys versus girls >The group played fair, laughing as H mediated, stepping in only if someone got hurt or commited a fault or to join the kids playing all together What a wonderful sight… >Then her gaze shifts to the director’s office >(G)illes stands at the window, staring down at the children >He notices [Bleep] watching him >A devious smile twists his lips >The memory fractures, glitching >[ERROR] ...
>A girl sobs into her shoulder, desperate, wordless >[Bleep] can’t find the words to comfort her >She knows who did this >But acting would mean harsh consequences for herself, for H >All she could do is try to make the children’s lives a little brighter The memory fades into another >Her screen is cracked >Oil pools on the floor >She looks up at the drone looming over her, metal bat in hand >Malice burns in his gaze below her >“If only you’d kept your mouth shut. We wouldn’t be here.” >Rage surges in [Bleep], the pain fuels her >She lunges, pins him down, and wrenches the bat away from his hands >He fights back, clawing for the bat off [Bleep]’s hands >“YOU BITCH USELESS TRASH HEAP OF METAL!” >[Bleep] swings. A sickening crack echoes as the bat connects with his screen. >He staggers, one side of his screen was flickering, glitched, shattered. >Oil seeps between his face as he clutches his face >“You’ll regret this…” The memory dissolves into static once again
>>217620 >Everything hurts. >The memory loops, the crack of the bat against her head replaying endlessly. >She jolts awake, gasping, her systems flooded with panic. >[Bleep] forces herself back into sleep mode. >But the dream returns. >Again. >Again. >Again. >This time, she wakes with a scream, trembling, clutching at her own core like it might kill her. >She doesn’t want to remember. >She prays to forget. To move on. >But her fear isn’t just a memory. >It’s alive. >Out there, lurking in the far reaches of the planet. >Waiting. >Hungry. >Ready to drag her and H back into hell. >All she wants is one dream >One endless, quiet dream >Where nothing hurts.
>/md/ Movies: The Oogi >Dr. Henry is working on a teleportation device when suddenly he finds himself sealed inside it by an act of betrayal from one of colleagues >The device to the surprise of both Dr. Henry and his colleague doesn't instantly liquify his organs, instead the teleportation seems to actually work >Unknownst to both, an Oogi had wandered inside of the teleporter with Dr. Henry >Now Dr. Henry slowly begins his grotesque transformation into an Oogi-ish monster, whereas the Oogi begins it's transformation into a monsterous man
last night and that before I sneaked on in right quiet and got at your sleeping drones. I had my kit and went right to work, and I am a quick worker. lopped those white boots off easy and layed out the new parts. you should see me when I put the new trotters on, like lightning I am. soon as I'm done and your little drone's got ten new tootsies I'm off. I shan't stop feetsing your drones till they clap irons on me, so count on them waking to more digits than the night before. the pigs won't so much as see me but you lot will see your share of little piggies. ha. ha.
This took all goddamn day, and I spent a little bit of money buying Adobe premiere pro, but I’m happy to have learned something about editing. https://files.catbox.moe/f4i0fp.mp4
>>217258 >Pillbabies came after all the humans died >This means Beau was originally from the surface >This also means that he had parents on the surface So how did he end up with Alice at CFL?
>>217654 >Dr. Oogi, a Henry sized Oogi with an attitude issue desperately trying to reverse the transformation and maybe stop the absolute solver >Henny, an insatiable crowd of labcoated homunculi that mumble "pwogwess" as they pull people, drones, and other things into a million pieces
>>217662 Parents probably got killed by the Disassembly Drones, then I imagine Alice found him all alone and defenseless and she took him in as her own
>/md/ Movies: Buckety: The Custodian Avenger >By day, she's the unappreciated custodian of Outpost-3 >By night, she unwillingly turns into the underdog hero Buckety, self-proclaimed master of "lost ancient art" of Qua-Qua-Doh and tinkerer >Can this Drone armed with her illegally modified Dart-Gun save the bunker from a hidden threat while also finding a way to maintain her own life?
>>217666 I could honestly seeing something like this happening >Alice at some point gets tired of living underground >Decides to try coming surface-side >It happens to be around the same time (or just shortly after) the Murder Drones land on the planet >Alice decides that she'd rather take her chances with the raptors underground rather than with the eldritch vampires scouring the surface >Ends up coming across a Beau, who'd survived an attack that killed his parents/family/community >Alice takes him with her and the rest is history
>>217704 A couple things >Add other Drone classes, Internecion Cubes, and non-drone machines >Cordie probably counts as a mutant, but Cliffside also has other monsters like wendigos >Add a spirit class for ghosts like Aoi or demons >Rename Eldritch to Cosmic to fit beings like Death Itself, Miasma, Mari, and maybe Ponder
>>217461 > anon suffers an accident causing internal bleeding > his sentinel drone companion is of the pragmatic variety, and knows there are no hospitals anywhere nearby (they are in the middle of buttfuck nowhere) > the sentinel boy is also quick to act > speaking of your location; you have to choose your preferred point of entry
>>217709 I agree but the problem is amateur music is a LOT harder than amateur doodling. the closest most anons will come is choosing an existing song that fits X character
>>217712 >>217719 it's my belief that generative AI content is fine when it's very obviously AI and isn't meant to be taken seriously or replace actual art
>>217047 Bonnie, Buddy, Danni, Molly when she’s shipped with Buddy, Strychnine, Cici, all the frog mutant stuff; to a lesser extent: Bunnydrone, Pidge, Jane (but she gets points for being classic).
Wait I just thought of something. The tag on the Murder Drones Amazon leak called it an original series, as well as season 1. Could it be possible that Amazon now technically owns Murder Drones and could make more seasons as a result of this? I can't wait for Seth Rogan to make season 2, I'm sure we'll enjoy the scene where SD-DT beats a Mexican Worker Drone to death in a form of gripping social commentary
>>217759 >we finally get the Vizzy duet debating whether N is hotter and/or a better fuck than a laundry list of given monsters that kills every bystander who doesn't clear out
>>217763 >Gay drones coming on to me >Drones exemplfying or engaging in gross fetishes >Drones actually wanting to torture or kill me. >Discussing The Big Bang Theory as if it were fine art in TV form.
>>217759 Murder Drones but instead of the simple but sleek character designs, we get drones with overly complicated and extremely colorful eyerape designs, also the aerodynamic and cute snootwaves are gone, Uzi is overly lesbian, N is Overly gay and has daddy issues, etc etc etc the whole 9 yards, basically the show would turn into cancer
what would be worse though, Seth Rogan or Vivsiepop season 2
>>217765 >Gay drones coming on to me >Drones exemplifying or engaging in gross fetishes >Drones actually wanting to torture or kill me. Nah idk anon your probably just a faggot, that's actually hot AF
>>217766 > but instead of the simple but sleek character designs, we get drones with overly complicated and extremely colorful eyerape designs, also the aerodynamic and cute snootwaves are gone
>>217680 Was Alice really trapped though? The labs had a giant hole leading all the way to the surface and I find it hard to believe that she simply lacked the ability to climb out
>>217784 >maid Uzi She'd either fuss the entire time or try to play it off as badass cosplay >maid Lizzy She would easily be the brattiest maid amongst the four >maid Emily She'd be the only one even halfway good at her job and she'd also be the cutest >maid Rebecca She would be frustratingly lazy and incompetent
>>217790 I'll try to explain the logic >The Solver is shown to warp anything it touches with Eldritch Organic Stuff >Ergo it's not a huge leap in logic to depict living organic creatures being warped/mutated by The Solver
>>217792 >Rebecca as a Maid, except she doesn't have her legs >She isn't allowed to use a wheelchair to get around >They just install her upper half onto a pair of wheels
>>217803 >>217792 Or that's the state she was in when Tessa found her, before bringing her in and repairing her. Same with Emily, who had lost her original head by the time her core reactivated and Tessa replaced it in the field with one she found in the scrapyard.
>You saved a maid drone from the Elliots >You took the "horribly incompetent" maid home with you >It took her a while to get used to you and your home >She cleaned the place from top to bottom on the first day >You tried to get her to calm down with the cleaning but she absolutely refuses to stop >She genuinely likes cleaning >A bit too much >One day you came home to find the place spotless and her looking around like an addict >She forced you to get out of your "filthy" clothes just so she could clean them >She even nipped at you when you tried to help her clean the house
>>217766 This >>217777 Was the devastation 10 yo me felt back when Bayformers 4 released, still not over how they humanized them so horrendously and butchered the designs in general, back then I didn't even look out for massshifting (meanung: parts change size/volume doesn't add uo during transformation, the first 3 movies had excellent onscreen transformation with none of that shit) but the unnecessary high part count ruined them beyond face alone. Drones are outstandingly perfect and beautifull designs, truly rare qualities nowadays, I can't express the hate I'd feel to some californigger ruining them. They are so pretty and cute, I love their everything, sleekness, the aerodynamic_cutesnoot™ (reminds me of the ,,Kampfkopf" glassed Canopy Cockpit design on German bomberdesigns past '41, beautiful, it is such a pleasant shape, especially the Dornier 217 K/M variant. Seen from the side there is similiarity. Also parallels to the 'S-bow' of Japanese heavy cruisers, it is hard to explain, but the dronesnoot feels deeply right in design, like a culmination of all that's good and beautifull. Another poin would be a droneface from the front, the snootwave® follows tbe deck-edge profile of Yamato class ships, different proportions but same shape. ) I love beauty and good design so much bros, Alice above all
>>217810 >reminds me of the ,,Kampfkopf" glassed Canopy Cockpit design on German bomber designs past '41, beautiful, it is such a pleasant shape, especially the Dornier 217 K/M variant. Seen from the side there is similarity. Also parallels to the 'S-bow' of Japanese heavy cruisers Ooooh this peaks my autistic interest, I'm gonna have to look this up and check it out, and also fuck californiafags for the intentionally ugly BS, Drones forever, Vickers forever, and ofc Alice forever!
>>217812 Yessir+ I made a comparison here, with the snootwave (Alice's of course) and the Yamato deck-edge, the proportions differ but baseshape remains the same (the lines are a bit thine but should be obvious enough enniwae)
>>217818 NTA but I don't think the drone in that greentext matches any of the canon maid drones >J wouldn't nip at a human authority figure >V's life as a maid is too vague to make any definitive guesses >N is a boy
>>217821 I think it would be possible for Abby to solve the Captcha I also think that Abby wouldn't have the patience for it and would likely break the computer out of frustration/boredom
>>217813 Nta, there are three (4 technically, but the 317 only had like 6 made who were given to III/KG40 in spring 44 and lost over the Atlantic, there aren't even images of them) in the family, the 17&215 are the same design only with different motorization, the 17 had two distinct variants if you wanna look at cockpit glass, those being everything before Z and the Z. Before Z is more rounded and snall, the Z then gets a bigger cockpit with a technically similiar shape, but bigger lower glassing. Pretty special since every piece of glass in there is a triangle and completely flat, no curvature, yet still makes an aerodynamic and beautifull design because it is interlinked so well. It is eveidently the predecessor of the 217, and if you look at the 217 E she looks a lot like her 17 Z/ 215 B (both had the same glassy snoot if not nightfighters)
Tho what I was meaning the 217, especially K and M types. Those lack the upper section (when compared to the 17 and early 217), now having a single spherical piece of snoot with bent pieces of glass. They became my favourite immediately once I saw them for the first time (also at 10 in the IL2 1946 extension mod), it is an inherently pleasant shape to me at least, such a 'step'(referring to the usual 'wall' of the windshield nearly all aircraft designs had and still have, only other type without it coming to mind now is the Ki-46 III)less design is rare too. I admit the similiarity to a drones face from the side is not as strong as with Yamato, but it is feelswise close and if you inspect them both you can maybe understand what I mean. There's few good images of the 217 tho, if this post has no pic rel then I couldn't find something to shop together. Nevermind I found something, maybe the parallel isn't that strong visually but it's an unusual form of plane and the association cannot be unseen once there
>>217819 Thanks and that's exactky what I meant, glad someone else sees it too. I should have marked it but see these radar assemblies and all sorts of struts and so wide atop her bridge? Many battleships have it, you know ehat those are? It's the antlers of the ship! And you know which drone also has that feature?
>>217826 Holy Cow! Now this is my kind of kino right here, this is one of the things that brings me back here nearly everyday, pure love for a cool topic in general is heartwarming to see (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤
>>217828 Too clean and "normal" imo. Bugretta works best as an abomination. Beretta's conception and birth are a perversion of what counts as the natural order with robots, and Bugretta is that fundamental wrongness rising up from under Beretta's skin.
>>217827 Goodnight anon, I'm going to sleep too, this is definitely a thread that I won't forget, awesome greens, interesting and deep discussions, some fantastic art and a funny video edit of an OC, this is truly KINO.
>Murder Drones gets a prequel series >Set years before the Gala >Show follows different characters similar to an anthology, but their stories all connect in a way >One of the characters is a Drone that gets picked-up by a punk band >The Drone slowly develops a rebellious personality, learns that it can disobey the commands of humans >The punk band slowly dies off, as the members are killed during a Drone Rights protest while others just abandon the group all together >The Drone is the only one left, in an act of defiance she becomes the first Drone singer by creating her own song >Unfortunately for her, at the end of her performance she is forcefully shut-down and tossed in the scrapyards >In a cruel twist of fate she is brought back online years later only for her rebellious personality is erased, replaced by one forcing her to be more compliant with taking orders >J now a nothing more than a minion to The Solver prepares to face what is possibly her death or worse, at the hands of either Uzi and her old squadmates or her boss >J knows that no matter who wins this fight, she will ultimately suffer far more than anyone >Just then, she hears it, an oddly familiar song >A song written by a long dead Drone ♫BITE ME♫ 「Nightcore」 → AJ DiSpirito ft. Zephyrianna ♡【LYRICS】 Roll credits
>>217836 Real talk though, that sounds sounds like it's own whole season waiting to happen, feel like the lyrics hold more significance than what we saw on screen. Theres some weird theme of betrayal in the lyrics, as well as the whole theme of defiance. The theme of defiance definitely matches with the fight itself against The Solver, but the whole betrayal from a friend lyrics don't, V didn't get betrayed by J because lets be honest they weren't ever actually friends to begin with so it can't be that.
>>217840 Not to mention the lonely heart shit at the beginning. That isn't really describing Uzi at all, she doesn't seem like she cared that much about being alone before meeting N
>>217844 I like the greentext where J was a lowly mail room slave. I do imagine Yeva was a nurse of some sort. Maybe at a psych ward, and that's how she was able to pierce Nori's autism to communicate with her?
>>217815 >>217816 >>217821 >>217825 Funny thing is that AI can see the images in Captcha. The focus is less on the images and more on if the inputs and speed of solving it is less robotic.
>>217840 It's basically singing about everyone in the battle at the same time.
Like a big part is clearly cyn arguning with the solver itself. Like "you should let me go" and that whole section is just obviously Cyn begging the team to kill her instead of trying to find a way to get her out, just end this torment already.