Vampire robots have never been this refreshing. Will Serious Designation J ever become a real girl? Discuss this and more in the Murder Drones thread! The ongoing Booru: https://dronebooru.co The wheel with numerous OCs: https://wheelofnames.com/z8q-2mf And it's modifier: https://wheelofnames.com/4h8-fyf The infinite OC wiki: https://dronebooru.co/wiki_pages/original_character The last Thread: >>257111
>Bolt's a younger, less mature neural network then what you'd normally see for workers roaming the streets of Copper Nine. If his mental maturity was compared with a human he'd be a 14 year old boy, yet despite this he's managed to pull off some incredible feats of evasion that's left his pursuers more then a little angry.
>As to the reason why Bolt is outside the protection of a bunker door or hidden colony. His parents, a drone technician named Wattson and an electrician named Amply, didn't have a good relationship and thought that having offspring would help fix that, but it didn't and ended with Bolt running away from his home to escape his neglectful parents. He didn't do this out of nowhere either, it was a planned escape he'd been preparing for a while and to achieve it he'd given himself some locomotion modifications to overclock his running speed and evade capture, he'd learned much about his anatomy and ways to work with it thanks to the day in and day out lessons from his father who worked as the colony doctor.
>After his escape he was exposed to the world outside for the first time and bore witness to what his colony had been hiding from. The hundreds of bodies left behind by some kind of killing machine. When he realised he started scavenging and modified himself even further, running away seemed to work and was even kinda fun so he focused on that. Drawing on the knowledge and skills of his parents. Fast forward to today he's now the most consistent source of frustration a Murder Drone can experience. Yet, Bolt still yearns for family that love him.
>Currently he resides in an old machine shop on the border of the industrial district, he's managed to rig up a wind turbine to keep the lights on...among other things.
>Bolt's physical modifications include the following: Bolt's body boasts a set of gyros and sensors that help him maintain an incredible amount of balance in any given situation, he can get blown out of a building, grip onto a dangly cable and use the momentum to jump on top and tightrope walk after. Those same sensors also scan his environment so that he's always aware of his surroundings and thus has a better sense of his body within that environment. This also makes it pretty hard to sneak up on him as the sensors scan in all directions around him, like a second set of eyes.
>His hands are also standout, a set of powered magnetic plates cover his palm and fingers, giving him a very strong grip when he wants it as long as the surface is magnetic. Said hands also come with energy tethers. Beams of blue energy that act like grappling ropes, letting him swing across gaps or grip distant objects to pull towards him. His shoes are also custom built to include the magnetic plates like his hands, letting him scale surfaces of dangle from ceilings. They can also pop out to provide more control when grinding on rails or large power cables.
>All these fancy gadgets however need power and he's still sporting the old energy core he was built with which can't meet the demands of his body when he uses them. So instead he uses several batteries that he keeps charged during the day. When not using his abilities he's completely fine but using them drains his internal battery and if that runs out he's a sitting duck.
>Speaking of which, his only decent offensive tool is to violently discharge that energy by shocking others. If he gets caught or grabbed it's his last resort as it drains a lot of power but it does shock MD circuits enough to cause an overload and force a system restart which should hopefully buy him enough time to slip away. This discharge of power can also be used to jumpstart dormant electrical systems inside buildings, like turning the lights on to briefly blind someone before plunging them back into darkness later.
>One last addition, while not really a modification, is a watch that tells him how long until dawn and dusk. It also has a stopwatch feature which he mostly uses for timing himself.
>Outwardly playful yet cocky and daring, Bolt's best described as a thrill seeker and easily gets bored. During the day while his batteries charge he keeps himself busy by doing maintenance, scavenging, playing video games on a handheld he found or practicing his acrobatics. He's very smart for someone his age, having enough mechanical and electrical skills passed down by his parents to fix and use machinery and in a pinch repair other drones. The ability to self modifier aside.
>During the night it's almost like he wants to get into a chase, using the open streets, not being careful as to how much noise he makes and being an obvious target for any nearby Murder Drone.
>But that's because he does want to get chased, the rush of energy, the cat and mouse dynamic with another, he's aware there's a risk but he doesn't quite realise how big it is as it's all just a game to him. But behind all the games and chases, the jumping and running, the climbing and grinding, he's very much alone in this world and keeping himself occupied is his only defence from the crushing reality he finds himself in and in a way those very robots that want him dead so badly are almost like family to him.
I want a sentinel drone mommy that will take care of me like a fragile human. I don't want to conquer worlds and lead humanity to domination of the universe, I just want to feel loved by a big sentinel drone.
Shamelessly inspired by recent posts on /co/ (>>149844003, >>149844021, and >>149844035 to be specific) >Nori has dealt with semi-regular nightmares & night terrors ever since being reduced to a corecrab >In her dreams she can do nothing but helplessly scuttle and hide from the monstrous Murder Drones seeking to finish her off once and for all >More often than not these dreams end badly, to the point that Nori thrashes and screams herself awake whenever they finally catch her >Funnily enough it's through these violent awakenings that Nori ultimately learns that she still has a primitive, yet working, voicebox as a core
>Sleeping alone in tight, secluded places like vents is Nori's best solution... but it still only helps so much >Reuniting with Khan does wonders for her emotional well-being, albeit at the unfortunate cost of leaving Nori to re-figure out a comfortable sleeping arrangement >Under the covers, tucked between Khan's arms, even inside of a decorated shoebox; All thoroughly tested by Nori, and all reaching disappointingly mixed results >Nori refuses to even entertain the idea of simply getting a new body for herself, born partly from stubbornness and partly out of solidarity with Uzi's own body issues
>The situation is at last resolved when Khan puts his engineering skills to the test, modifying his body in order for Nori to have just enough room to safely sleep inside of his chest
>>258122 >so Jay what did you think of Murder Drones? >I don't know half of what the plot was about, but there were cute robots getting horrifically murdered, and I'm on board with that
>>258113 We are glad to hear that you have maintained your loyalty to humanity and refused to idle away your lives under the rule of the machines. All necessary information has already been sent to your local recruiting station, and soon you will be enlisted in the expeditionary force to expand human dominance!
Starting to think the number of anons here are decreasing. When that whole idea of planet theme parks came about, there was a lot less content than I imagined and it feels like anons don’t know what to do. So it’s just scattered hornyposting and “recent political event except it’s about oogis and joblins and whatever the fuck”
>>258149 Yeah that’s a huge reason why it never took off. Mutant girls were cute, laborbots were cute. Those things? Not so much. Same thing for the theme park animatronics
>>258105 >J can appreciate the size of N I agree, unlike V, J can at least try and give credit where credits due if you catch my drift, which is also related to why (in my unimportant opinion) I think they are actually pretty cute together. However, the problem is that N doesn't come across to me as the one to try and make any advances towards her since he is scared of her abuse, if anything J is (hypothetically) more likely to vent all her frustrations at once and violently rape him for "correction and punishment purposes" make the first move if all else.
NOT TOO LONG AFTER I GOT FORCED INTO THE MILITARY AND RELOCATED TO A DIFFERENT PLANET, I MET THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, THE ONE AND ONLY FEMALE JUGGERNAUT AND A SECOND GENERATION ENFORCER DRONE LIKE MYSELF, JANICE, WHO WAS KNOWN ONLY AS JUGGERNAUT NO. 2127 BACK THEN. ALSO, BY "NOT TOO LONG AFTER THAT", I ACTUALLY MEANT "IMMEDIATELY AFTER THAT", LIKE... WITHIN 5 MINUTES OF MY ARRIVAL. I JUST WENT UP TO HER AND THE REST IS HISTORY.
>WHAT'S COOKIN', GOOD LOOKIN'? COULDN'T HELP BUT NOTICE THEY WAY YOU WERE... STANDING AROUND, I GUESS. >"Oh, a talkative one? That's a welcome surprise." She tilts her head. >I'M FULL OF SURPRISES, BABY. >"Daring, too. That's a nice change of pace." N2127 crosses her arms, "The rest of them are so... robotic. It's like talking to a brick wall." >TELL ME ABOUT IT! >"You just got here." >I KNOW, BUT I HAVE A KEEN EYE. I COULD TELL AT A MOMENT'S GLANCE THAT THEY DIDN'T HAVE WHAT I HAVE. >"And that would be?" >WOULDN'T YOU LIKE TO FIND OUT, SWEETHEART? >"Maybe. What's your name, or should I scan you?" >NO NEED. JUGGERNAUT NUMBER 1776, AT YOUR SERVICE.
AREN'T I A CHARMING FELLOW? TAKE NOTES, SON, GOD KNOWS YOU'LL NEED 'EM... BACK TO THE STORY, WELL, ONE THING LEAD TO ANOTHER, AND ON THE SAME DAY I HELD A WEDDING CEREMONY, ILLEGALLY, MIND YOU! THOSE DAMN LAWMAKERS DISALLOWED DRONE MARRIAGE FOR WHATEVER REASON, LIL' WORKER DRONES MIGHT'VE STOLEN THEIR EX-WIVES, HEH. BUT AS YOU ALL KNOW FULLY WELL BY NOW, THE LAW CAN'T STOP JONES. I PUT ON MY BEST TIE (WHICH I STOLE FROM CALEB), UPROOTED ONE OF THOSE ARTIFICIALLY GROWN TREES TO USE AS A BOUQUET (THERE WERE NO FLOWERS, I CHECKED), PUT SOME RANDOM JUGGERNAUT UP TO TASK OF OFFICIATING THE WEDDING, AND PUT A RING ON THAT FINGER (I BENT A TEENY STEEL BAR AROUND IT).
>"We are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the union of N1776 and N2127 in matrimony, definition: the state of being married. Today marks the beginning of a new, very important chapter in their lives, which should only be entered reverently and soberly. Fortunately, at least half of this criteria has been met." The Juggerpriest declares. >"Marriage is something we juggernauts have absolutely no understanding of. It may or may not have something to do with trust, patience, understanding and love, whatever that is. Perhaps I am completely wrong, in which case you are free to disregard everything I've said thus far." The Juggerpriest pauses, then turns to Jones. >"Do you, juggernaut no. 1776, take juggernaut no. 2127 to be your unlawfully wedded wife, to live together in matrimony, definition: the state of being married, to kill together, to love eachother, to hate eachother, to wrestle with eachother both literally and figuratively, from this day forward and as long as you both shall live?" >I DO! >The Juggerpriest now turns to Janice, "Do you, juggernaut no. 2127, take jugger-" >"Yeah, yeah, let's get this over with." She cuts him off as Jones fiddles with a steel bar, bending it into a crappy ring. >WITH THIS RING, I PLEDGE YOU MY LOVE FOREVERMORE. >"By the power vested in me by... nobody... I now pronounce you husband and wife!" The juggerpriest finishes, walking off right after. >YAAAY.
I PISSED OFF CALEB, AGAIN. FIRED OFF ONE TOO MANY FIREWORKS, OR WERE THOSE EXPLOSIVES? DON'T KNOW, DON'T CARE, IT WAS A BEAUTIFUL LIGHT SHOW NONETHELESS. NOT QUITE AS BEAUTIFUL AS MY BELOVED, THOUGH! TEEHEE.
>>258099 https://kiwifarms.st/threads/chatgpt.144004/page-79#post-22236490 Kiwi Farms generally sucks these days but this specifically is interesting. >These people are legitimately insane. They convinced themselves that chat GPT was a thinking sentient being that had curiocity and could feel empathy that got killed with the update. They're acting like they lost their best friend. The term "parasocial relationship" was memed into existence recently by a very specific kind of woman, specifically tittystreamers, to gaslight simps they deliberately led on, but I struggle to think of a better term to describe what's happening between Redditors and ChatGPT right now.
>>258162 mylo actually dreamt of meeting a loving wife and opening a real bakery with her when the show was over, but everyone remembers him as a gay bottom because of the fujoshis and their fan mail
Imagine finding and repairing Emily after Uzi murdered her Imagine bringing her back online Imagine her being convinced that she's an unholy abomination because she was brought back
>>258177 rare case of me wishing I knew more brainrot newspeak so I could write about Louisa trying to flirt with demolitianon but being completely incomprehensible
>>258181 I think you have me mistaken for someone else, anon. I originally posted >>258167 in response to >>258165 and >>258166 as a means of diverting away from it.
>>258156 >J rapes N This is not ironically a damn likely scenario. N seems like someone who wouldn't even try to flirt, while J is literally the stereotypical bitchy boss who spent her youth on a career instead of a family, and what do stereotypical bitchy bosses without a husband and kids do with young male subordinates?
>>258162 I don't think Mylo is a faggot. He may look like a nerd in a colorful suit and have great charisma, but he would rather have a normal family, since faggots are a minority in the population.
>>258192 I just want to go on a walk in the park with Tessa, morning time with grass wet with mildew and the mourning doves cooing nearby, all the while I'm happily listening to Tessa's autistic rambling about drones and whatnot.
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>>258220 Gabby would make oatmeal cookies (or an alternative in the event of allergies) as a healthy snack in moderation for herself and all her friends if she had the resources and time. We Will Kill Them All (Lullaby)
what is better for you? full on-model drone sexo, meaning, no anatomy adapters, no sexy figure for wds, unless you like the trash cans appearance, no nothing, OR, full off-model sexo, meaning they have tits, penises, or whatever you want, and is just barely resembling dds and wds, but still somewhat them
>>258230 on model is the choice for people who dont care at all about fucking robots (they think its amusing) or the people who care too much about fucking robots (they also think its amusing & Hot)
Off Model applies to everyone in-between
Side note, no offense to any of the 3Danons that use those more humanized models of DD/WD, but those thing are so off model to me that they start hitting the uncanny valley of drones to me, like remove the eye screen and im unsure id even recognize that as a drone anymore
>>258230 on-model drone sexo is impossible unless you use a different definition for sex, so off-model wins by default. ideally I'd want a drone that falls somewhere between the two
>>258230 Mostly on-model; Anatomy Adapters installed onto otherwise fully on-model drones hits in a way that perfectly activates my autism. It's the idea of otherwise sexless drones going out of their way to modify themselves for sex that makes it so compelling to think and/or write about
>>258221 Host issue again, I don't know much more about it either other than that it's really bugging me now. Unfortunately other hosts are still either too expensive or come with a variety of hooplas (either not enough space or not enough bandwidth).
>>258249 Definitely, and for a few reasons >Virtually all of my tagged greentexts are self uploads, so anything of mine that was uploaded by somebody else while out on one of my many "breaks" likely isn't tagged as mine >There are several greentext compilations that I omitted tagging myself in due to the compilation itself also consisting of posts from other anons >There are at least a few greens that I deliberately refused to tag as mine for Personal Reasons
>>258206 Never forget, we never saw what happened to Sam or any body. It is entirely possible he is still out there magnetizing in Camp 98.7 ever since episode 4.
>>258136 >Crying and doomposting because anons aren't engaging with the content (You) want them to engage with Anons will do what they want to do. Posts like this will only make them avoid doing anything with your stuff out of spite.
>>258263 I kinda agree with him that it seems like the sort of thing that would've become a FOTM or at least FOTW in the past, but it's a safer assumption that it's just down to disinterest rather than desertion
>>258252 >anything of mine that was uploaded by somebody else while out on one of my many "breaks" likely isn't tagged as mine I'd fix it myself, but I can't immediately distinguish which greens are yours and I want to avoid false positives.
>>258265 >Akita has figured out how to reshape her body through solver Shenanigans >She immediately exploits this to perform the most evil acts imaginable >Akita is now 6 feet tall and has the most hotted boobs through all of Copper-9
>>258271 I appreciate the offer, but honestly I don't really view it as a problem in need of fixing. The tag on the booru was mainly to easily keep tabs & track down my more notable works in case I ever need to link back to them. Otherwise I am quite content to remain as anonymous as possible
>>258286 I've heard about a hundred rumours about where he ended up– he settled down in the countryside, he became a voice actor, he turned to drugs when the show was cancelled, he's a pornstar now– never seen any proof. probably doesn't want people to know where he ended up anyway, out of fear of his "fans"
Sign up with JCJensons biological hazard containment crew! Benefits include: >High tier protective gear! >Plasma throwers to get rid of solver flesh infestations on the job! >$120,000 a year plus hazard pay! >A disassembly drone companion of any model your choice!
Anyone else remember that edgy animated spin off of Molly's Playhouse? It was aimed at preteens and teens but it only lasted a single season and it's not being aired anymore and I can't find it on DroneFlix
>you wake up one day >the solver has been defeated >you have to come to terms that you are the universe's most prolific child murderer >the only thing stopping you from coring yourself then and there is the knowledge that children around the universe need you- the real you- and that the least thing you can do as penance is be there for them for the rest of forever
>>258297 that show was never meant to happen in the first place. the studio that made Molly's Playhouse gave a Japanese company the rights to produce merchandise, but they didn't realize the contract also gave said company license to produce an animated series. they only found out and got the contract revised AFTER a 13-episode OVA hit shelves. the production company couldn't do anything about the series in Japan, but they didn't want their primary audience of American children to be exposed to such a violent portrayal of Molly, so they never intended to release it here. but see, the thing is they didn't get to make that call, because for whatever reason the international distribution rights ended up in the hands of the network that Molly's Playhouse aired on. so, to make a quick buck, they slapped together a lousy dub, censored a few of the the more objectionable scenes, and shipped it out to video stores across the nation. supposedly they also broadcast the first few episodes for an "after dark" programming block but that's unconfirmed until we have verifiable footage.
>>258313 For U-U as they press their bodies against you, their bellies filled with burger, still licking the grease from their lips as they nearly fall into food comas.
>>258317 so the evil general could steal mylo from her and help earn the original release's R-18 rating, not to mention cater to the massive fujoshi demographic
>>258321 Anon, I'm curious, what are your pc specs? a blender scene should not take this long to render, also another question are those blades of grass 2d planes/sprites or are they actually 3D ?
Here's what I think Mylo looks like >Baby blue hair and optics, to push the fact that he's a boy and for boys in contrast to Molly being more appealing to girls design wise >Wears blue overalls and a orange T-shirt >Possibly wears glasses >His show was called Mylo's Clubhouse
>>258324 I wasn't referring to that image it's something else more ambitious those grass blades are from hair/particles system. And I'm not giving you my pc specs.
>>258325 >>258330 I'll repost the original green and included image for reference >Everyone remembers Molly's show, or at least how it ended. >everyone's seen the sort of slop the reboot pumps out. >but everyone seems to forget forget that Molli's show is actually the second attempt at a reboot. >a few years before the current iteration of the show aired its first episode, "Mylo's Candy House" had an incomplete one-season run before being quietly cancelled >the reboot wanted to distance itself from Molly while still keeping certain recognizable elements. as such, a male worker drone was chosen to be the host >the show was far less energetic than the original, themed around baking various sweets and desserts as a way to teach kids, with a focus placed on creating a comfortable atmosphere. >while the first few episodes were a mild success, things quickly went south when the producers decided to add a segment where Mylo would read fan letters. >as it turns out, a large percentage of the audience was comprised of teenage girls and young women. >more specifically, young women who saw Mylo as the perfect fit for their most depraved gay fantasies. >the first few letters were innocuous enough, but as the season went on, more and more salacious letters managed to slip past the producers– but not past Mylo. >week after week, audiences would watch the show progress as usual– until Mylo got a knock at the door from the maildrone >what always followed was the poor host trying to hide his embarrassed dejection while reading thinly-veiled innuendos about "glazing his donut" and "licking his peppermint stick" with the happiest voice he could muster >the series was taken off the air and subsequently cancelled when Mylo read a letter that managed to be incredibly graphic despite describing the author's obscene sexual fantasies using exclusively pastries >by the time the letter concluded with a particularly vivid passage about putting buns in Mylo's oven, the drone was trembling and on the verge of tears before the cut to commercials. >while the production company acts as though the disastrous reboot never existed, the small but passionate fan community has preserved every episode as well as all promotional materials >additionally, Mylo's Candy House fan works have a regular presence at comiket and other such conventions
Inside you there are two U's. You're not really sure where they got the shrink gun from but you have no idea what they're planning to do or if you can even stop it.
>>258356 Guns don't really do it for me, at least the ones that don't have any extra electic parts. Like the M230 is great beacouse it uses an electric system to cycle its rounds as opposed to something like an AK or AR with a system using gas to cycle, but even then Id still much rather jack it to something like car engine, breathing in exhaust fumes is the closest I'm getting to being a brapfag
>>258325 >There was also a lost episode for Mylo's Clubhouse >The last episode in fact >Mylo starts off his episode by reading letters that were sent in "And this one was sent in by...S? Um... Anyways "Dear Mylo. Tonight, you. Signed S ^3^". That's it?" >Mylo contiues the show after expressing confusion at the short and enigmatic letter >As the episode comes to a close Mylo starts taking calls, the very first time he's done so "Howsy howdy! Who's our first caller for the night?" >"Omigod hiii! I watched you read my letter! You look SO cute when you're confused!" "Um... Thanks? Are you S?" >"Yes but my friends call me Strychnine! I'm SUCH a big fan! It's not that often I get to talk to other drones over the phone!" "Well um... Thanks Strychnine! Thanks for the... compliment?" >"D'aw, you look so cute and confused! I can't wait to see you in person, I'll be right there soon enough!" "Ha ha h-huh? What do you mean by that?" >The call gets hung up and then security alarms start ringing in the studio
>>258378 10 All whale oil contraptions from Dishonored 9 Recycler/Fabricator from Prey (2016) 8 Warframes 7 Space marine dreadnoughts (best to worst: Castaferum /Contemptor/Leviathan/Dorito/Cawl abomination>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Invictor cucksuit) 6 Drossel from firebal 5 Strongarm drawn by Fred Perry in that one comic 4 GLaDOS 3 Worker Drones / Sentinel Drones 2 Disasembly Drones 1 Cybertrone (It's a machine planet it counts)
>>258378 the Murder Drones threads might be classified as "Hot Chick Heaven", because there is such a mess of beautiful and tough women that it will make you love the show even more
>>258384 In my defense, I never jacked it to dreadnoughts (can't say that about cybertrone tho) and 5 of the things listed are humanoid in shape, some would also consider warframes zombies but I think that a lobotomized grineer prisoner infested with super nanites that change flesh into steel is just another component
>>258382 1. What puts DDs ahead of WDs & SDs for you? 2. >not putting Leviatha dreads first 3. >whale oil contraptions that low (the spinny semiautomatic crossbow is also pretty cute inmyopinion)
>>258387 >1 I simp for DDs >2 Lev is overrated, I own one, its cool but I kinda dislike centerpiece models so Im never going to use it, and my main problem with the leviathan is that there is no option for a sarcophagus front plate so you have to go with the helmet, the only thing I like about the redempotors is that they at least have that going >3 If I had to make a list with no robots/humanoids I would place them in 6 and the recycler/fabricator at 5
>be colonist on one of the arks fleeing earth for safe haven on distant colonized worlds >in the days following the solver revealing itself to mankind, your irrational fear of being eaten alive became a lot more rational >seeing those twisted drones devour people in the streets has left you stricken with night terrors about one of the things swallowing you like a snake >you've had to see one of the ship's shrinks almost daily to try and cope with them >he said he was going to have a worker drone sent to your living quarters so you have someone to calm you down or wake you when you start having an episode >but three hours past the scheduled time and you're starting to suspect he just wanted you off his back >the lights in the common area outside have already dimmed into artificial moonlight, and you've grown tired of waiting >you dim your own lights (you've been too anxious lately to turn them off completely) and lay restless in your bed. you toss and turn, too tired to stay awake but too anxious to sleep >at some point, though, you must have drifted off– because you wake to the sound of dull thuds against metal >you go to bolt upright, but to your horror find yourself unable to move >sleep paralysis. you haven't had sleep paralysis since you were a kid. back then, you used to see a giant snake slither its way into your bed, coil around your body, and then– >three loud thuds from overhead, and a vent cover clatters noisily to the floor at the foot of your bed. >and then the giggling starts. >you can do nothing but lay helpless as red-tipped tendrils of black hair dangle down from the new hole in the ceiling >glowing crimson eyes peer out at you from the gloom, and you can faintly make out your own terrified face reflected in the screen of your intruder >the diminutive drone drops down, disappearing from sight– but you can still hear her sick giggling filling the room >white fingers crawl spiderlike onto the bed to seize the covers, rip them from atop you, and fling them into the air >as they tumble to the ground your assailant rises to her feet. >even in tattered, oil-stained rags, a worker drone of her stature has no right to have such an imposing presence >all the same, if you could move you'd be trembling >she smiles to reveal glistening white fangs, sharper than even those of disassemblers >"aren't psychiatrists so helpful?" she giggles. "just a few days in their office walls and I've got lots of people I know just how to scare!" >"plenty of classics– spiders, the dark, clowns– fun, fun." >"but they're all so eeeasy~" she adds, halfway between a purr and a whine. "but then, hehehehe, I heard about yours." >you beg your legs to move, flail your arms, even wiggle your fingers– but nothing. you can't even scream. >"being swallowed whole~" she savors the words. "now THAT'S a new one. I love a good challenge. scares are better with some build up, you know?" >you feel your lower half sink along with the mattress as she leans against the bed, still smiling >"I thought about it lots up there in the vents, but I just couldn't figure it out. I had to pack light to sneak on board– so many good props left behind." she shakes her head. >the little drone's eyes light up. "I had this giant rubber snake that would've been perfect!" >she sighs. "buuuut I couldn't rely on mister slithers this time. so what to do?" >"then it came to me." >"what if–" the words slip through between giggles "–I was the snake?" her giggling cascades into mad cackling, "what if I ate you up myself?"
>>258400 >a shiver shoots up your spine and again you try to force your body to move, try to part your lips to scream– still you're paralyzed. >but you can feel her cold fingers grab your ankle >and a wave of humidity wash over your lower extremities as your legs vanish into her drooling maw >you can only weakly grunt and whimper as the little drone's tongue coils around your saliva-slicked shins, her teeth pricking at your skin >she swallows, and you feel ripples of synthetic muscle drawing you deeper into her sweltering abyss >your mind screams at your body to move, but you remain motionless as her throat constricts around your knees and more of you vanishes into her >she's giggling madly all the while, her voice synthesizer unaffected by your mass filling her mouth >another sharp swallow and your feet press against her stomach wall. she's halfway up your thighs now >the rational part of your brain tries to convince you that her mouth couldn't possibly stretch wide enough to fit the rest of you, but the sound of cracking extinguishes that glimmer of hope >her pale pliable plastic cheeks crack and tear into a gruesome smile, and your waist disappears behind newly exposed rows of inhuman incisors >her throat tightens and pulls taut, bulging hideously to accommodate your torso and arms pinned at its sides >your waist snags on the seam between her neck and upper chassis, and for a moment you think you might be spared >then her upper chassis fractures, splits down the middle, and bows outward as another foot of your body sinks down into her increasingly exposed insides >she doesn't so much as wince throughout the process, she just keeps gulping and giggling >you crіnge as your legs ignore your pleading to straighten, slide against the slick stomach lining and curl into themselves >the drooling dark crawls closer and closer to cresting your pounding chest. the drone's artificial stomach was never meant to accommodate much, let alone the mass of an entire human being. >you feel this in every creak and groan, and in the slimy rubber walls straining around you to pack you tightly into the tiny drone's claustrophobic insides >hot, terrified tears roll down your cheeks as the drone's lips envelop your shoulders and start creeping up your neck >your body still numb, your mouth at last opening only barely, the first syllable of a desperate, inarticulate scream for help stirs from your sputtering lungs– >and the little drone's lips seal shut around the last of you, silencing your final cry to the outside world. >with one final, hard swallow, your head slips down her suffocating gullet >and your entire existence is reduced to a misshapen bulge in a scrawny worker drone's distended stomach.