/md/ - Murder Drones

>>315932
>(you) say
>after washing (you)r hands from jacking off

go mime go

artfags, how do you come up with hairstyles for your characters? what about outfits? I've always been terrible at coming up with both

>>315933

CONFIRMED: WDF DRONESTRIKES IN ENNEZUELA

>>315943
I'm a burger and I can say drone strikes literally almost never mean shit for the average joe. I came here for drones not real life news that we will all eventually know about later off-site anyways so there's no point in fucking posting it here in the first place.

everyone shut the fuck up and don't bring politics to the thread

>>315955
Agreed. Check out this snow angel N is making

Your favorite drone is getting locked up in a room with these three shmucklefucks. What happens?

>>315941
for me personally it's generally a matter of what not only looks good/cute but fits the character. think of how bratty/tsundere characters have twintails and stuff like that. ie masqy has a cute soft bob, mylo has his weird pinata hair because it's the inverse of molly's round curls, stuff like that. this applies to clothing too - I like to stick to a theme for my characters, so masqy for example would mainly wear pink, frilly, cute clothes, and it'd be kinda weird to see masqy in black edgy clothes since it wouldn't really fit her. finding artists who draw lots of different outfits on their characters helps too ^.^
tl;dr: find hairstyles and fashion styles that look good and fit the personality of the character. accessories also do a lot to help

>>306990
I must
>As you continue down the path, you continue to mentally analyze Sophie, trying to find some kind of reason as to why she’d be in a place like this. It’s not like there are any dangerous animals in this place, but wouldn’t she be at risk of falling off something? You saw a pretty sheer cliff face when you arrived on this planet a day ago or so. Wait, can’t you just ask her? What kind of idiot would mull on a question for this long without asking? You ask Sophie how her mother or the other Sentinels keep track of her. She just says
>“Myyyyy backpack has LOTS of little things that let them know where I am!”
>Tracking devices? Eh, better than no explanation at all. You look up and notice the sky slightly darkening, just a smidge. You turn to Sophie and ask if she’s really okay doing this when it gets dark. Going to somewhere that she’s scared of at night sounds like a lot.
>“I’m not! We have a second house near it!”
>Huh. Neat. You don’t really have any other questions, but you do have something to tell Sophie. Specifically, how you’re feeling about all this. You feel alone. See, Harper was nice to you, but the other Sentinels? You don’t really get them as well. Maybe it’s because you’ve only known them for like a day. You used to live on Titan, and being on a planet with a radically different environment? Yeah, it’s disorienting. You tell Sophie about the plains of Titan. There wasn’t a tree or a drop of water in sight, and yet it had its own little beauty in a way. It was quiet. Primordial, even in a weird way. The guys you were working for were all you knew, and in all honesty after finding out what happened to Earth, you’d be lying if you said you weren’t scared for their safety. You hope that you can make sure they’re okay. They were your first friends, like it or not. You’re sure Sophie cannot understand most of this, so you just keep talking. About how you’re afraid for what might happen if you go on a mission. The small bursts of combat you’ve had have been instinctual, and how you’re not sure if that’s good for your decision making. Sophie just says
>“You miss somebody? Well, they probably miss you too! So when you see each other again, it will be happier!”
>That kinda hurt, but in a good way. There was some truth to that statement. Reuniting with old pals seems like a good thing depending on the situation. You round a corner on the trail and notice three things:
>One, plain as day, is the temple Sophie was talking about. It doesn’t really look quite like what you imagined. She said there was a face on it, but you don’t quite see it. Maybe like, a circle. Or maybe you’re not looking close enough considering the temple entrance is like 15 meters away. Oh well. There’s also some… Human scientists standing around the thing and doing… Stuff. Kinda reminds you of what you did on Titan a tad.
>You also see a small building with windows erected near the front of the temple. Maybe like 2 floors in height? It’s clean looking honestly. But what really catches your attention is what’s installed in the building. You see what looks like a Sentinel head sticking out of the top of it. Nobody you’ve seen so far. Then your eyes pan down a tad and you realize that’s not just a head. It’s attached to an utterly gargantuan body. This might be the single largest individual being you have ever laid eyes upon. One of the scientists nearby notices you and gestures towards you, with the others turning toward you
>“Hey, look! It’s the new arrival!”
>He walks up to you, glancing at Sophie
>“Seems you’re good with kids, huh? I like you.”
>You just point to the massive Drone plugged into the building. The scientist turns to it, then back to you.
>“Yeah, some people get quite a shock when they first see something like her. Don’t worry, she wouldn’t hurt a fly unless it had that THING in it. So. What’s your name?”
>You’re not sure how to respond to that
10/??

>tfw Y tells you her New Year's resolution is to lose some weight

>>315972
>No no no no no no no wait wait wait wait meme

>keeter before taking a seat on your couch

>>315992
You can have them. All of my berries are rotten and infested with vermin and worms.

always good to know what you have or don’t have in stock, like this bun
https://files.catbox.moe/f4i0fp.mp4

>>315998

>>315999
>>316000
The trips spelled doom for me, I could not keep the cope going after ep1, I will now watch the remaining seven with a deep sense of "I wanna kms" LIAM YOU FUCKING HACK WRITER, WHY DO I LIKE EVERYTHING YOU DO!? I CAN SEE YOU WERE PULLING SHIT OUT OF YOUR ASS IN EACH SCENE OF THE PILOT I WIRTE MY GREENS THE SAME WAY, WHY DIDN'T YOU STICK WITH THE KILL HUMANS PLOT?

>>316007
>That bad, huh?
Even worse than you think

>>316008
Yeah, probably.
Oh well. I would probably go touch grass or masturbate if I were you.

>>316011
possibly millions
this morning

Serial Designation R wishes (you) a happy New Year.

>Be human office drone working for JCJ in SPAAAAACEE!!!!
>Your life is good, you love your job and you love working.
>There’s just one thing that’s wrong HoDR
>A stupid department created by robot fuckers
>Honestly when you stared out you were robot fucker yourself. You still have terabytes of robot porn on your computer
>You even used to date a modified labour bot of all things.
>What really made you lose all the attraction you felt towards robots was how persistent and annoying every drone was about it.
> Nothing drives you up the wall more than having to mentally filter through innuendos and flirtations while trying to do your job.
>The worst part is that you feel bad for rejecting them, but to them you are just another human.
>It’s not that they didn’t bother to learn about you or who you were. You long stared to mentally block all the stalkers following you to or breaking into your home.
>You just felt like anyone else could take your place as the receiver of these drone’s advances.
>And they would be happy with anyone that would treat them with basic human decency.
>And this proved to be true when potential suitor after suitor went for some other guy or gal seemingly forgetting the love they expressed just days before
>A drone, a twin-tailed disassembly drone not your boss or superior. Threatened to have you fired for not complying with company policy
>”Human, I know you’ve been a valued employee at the universe’s contractually agreed to be best interstellar conglomerate. But as befitting of an employee of your status and age, your lack of devotion to HoDR policies is damaging the company’s standards and reputation. Failure to comply with optional (mandatory) policies regarding corporate approved relationships might result in termination. I am kindly informing you of this eventuality as a favour to one of our most valued employees.”

>>316028
>You take her nanite tail and run it though your neck
>Her eyes went hollow before you drew blood, and when its barb is lodged in. J holds you firmly as she wiggles it free from your neck
>Your expression didn’t change; you don’t bother to muster as response.
>J’s electro contracting silicone lips seal around the wound as she works saliva into it to neutralise the acid
>While disassembly drones enjoy the taste of blood. You know she will stop herself just so she can get the first word in, probably to have you assigned to suicide watch with her as your lifeline.
>”Tell me. You don’t want me to pin you right here and fuck you.” Your voice was calm and factual like when someone asked you what’s the time.
>J blushed
>”I used to want to fall for a robot girl, but you people made that bond not mean anything. Falling for the first guy who you can get your claws on”
>She broke free from your neck with a satisfying pop. J licked her lips instinctively, but she looked blankly at you.
>”I’ll have to report this to corporate” J crossed her arms and made a smug “hmph” sound as she broke away from you
>”No need, J This employee, has been…”
>”Naughty”
> The room was all yellow and dark random office crap was flying while humans and all kinds of drones were cowering in their cubicles
> Workers hid behind their humans, many disassembly drones trembled in fear, the few sentinels only drew their weapons and held their humans closer
> three oily black tentacles coiled around you. A visage that was once beautiful and exciting to you flashed in an ignorant attempt to draw fear from the conventional mind
>”Intimidating glare, If you are not going to accept us “
> “...then we will have to accept you”
>Two of the tentacles slid through your ears. A cold wet wiggle overwhelming the sensation of your ear canals being burned
>You were overcome by a vision of your mangled body fused to the machinery in this room
>You wanted to love drones, to accept them to become them. You wanted nothing more than to become one with the rest… No.
>It felt like that time you were play fighting with your little sister and she lost her balance you moved, faster than you thought possible, and overpowered your sister with ease then firmly griped her wrist
>You didn't move as you pushed Cyn out of your mind
>You looked down at your assailant, an outdated and inert drone, strung along by crab claws and mechanical appendages
> You looked around the room as everyone watched paralysed in fear. It felt like being the only person in the room who didn’t get the joke
> The drone’s head was moved to look at you, while the tentacles limply receded.
> “Perplexed. This has never happened before”
> You don’t bother to listen you don’t bother to care, this is routine by now. This is no different to being woken up by a disassembly drone crawling on the celling.
>As you walk away you can’t help but feel bad for that poor drone. She has a speech and mobility impediment. And her mind is probably limited…

>>316029
>You unconsciously clench your fist
> This is what HoDR has made you into. She worked so hard to scare and intimidate you…
>You weren’t going to let some insane corporate department get the better of your kindness
>You were just so rude to a disabled drone child, you must have broken her heart.
>You look too determined to fake fright but there are other ways you can make her day.
>You turn around and unsurprisingly find her stalking behind you. Good she’s not completely devastated
>You lean down and genuinely smile. “I’m sorry, it’s just that my coworkers act like that to get my attention. I know you put a lot of effort into scaring me..”
>You run your hand through her hair
>”Don’t touch me human”
>You stop but you are still leaning over her. “But if I can’t touch you, how can I give you uppies?”
>The cool looking insect like mass of cameras flashes before your eyes once more.
>”Do Not"
> "treat me"
> "like a child"
>"human.”
> You hear the faint sounds of servo motors in the distance.
>”I am not some lost little girl. I am the void the exponential end. I am your goddess and I run this company and your world. “
>”Best find a drone for yourself”
>You head pat her, she bears her fags and twists her neck. How cute. She needs a hug
>A black ball with a text box appears in her hand
>You hug her, you don’t know her name but the way she acts and talks tells you she’s been through a lot. There’s probably not much left of her. Perhaps she was formatted then partially recovered
>”Let go of me this instant” If you learned a thing about drones working at this company is that they all crave human intimacy. Poor thing, you grip her tighter, but then you let her go.
> The one thing you would never ever do is force yourself on someone, you became just like these drones.
>Cyn spots a trio of blue lights in the distance. She tries to direct her null at them. But her aim is jerked by a swift punch the gut.
> Avre sends Cyn’s body into a nearby support pillar then through several concrete walls. Her bootloop flash stunning Cyn for but a second
>Elf had been stalking anon for months. She had her few friends keep him from being fired or worse.
>She knew Cyn was a solver host just like any other, and Cyn knew that too. That’s why she went out of her way to enthral or kill any other host.
>Elf wouldn’t let anyone, note even a fellow drone, stay between her and her freedom
>Avre dashed after Cyn then pummelled forward and into the ground
>Using her sensors watched as Cyn’s main body flew through several floors
>She calculated the perfect moment to strike
>Elf’s XR4-AM13 anti matter canon pierced Cyn’s core. The anti-matter detonation ruining the outmoded drone body along with half the office.
>Its good everyone evacuated when Cyn was around
>J swept anon up under the guise of upkeeping company policies regarding employee safety. Cyn clearly didn’t need her, and she wasn’t keen on losing another fight
>J crashed into a cubical, bootlopped, while a bright blue light illuminated the ruined office. Anon was fine mostly
>J took the brunt of the damage so anon was fine.
>In the distance anon could hear the laughing of a madman as submachine guns rounds pinged of armour.
>Despite having been as close as possible to the epicentre of Gungnir’s blast
>Pavo looked way too pristine for a gore coved man slashing at Cyn’s biomechanical body.
>His Projection Device not breaking sight with the regenerating mass of machinery
>Despite having the freedom to talk to all the cute boys in the cute boys in the office.
>He was really pent up
>Cyn’s body had begun to string itself together. Despite being cut shot burned and blown up by all the sentinels in the office.
>She had managed to bypass some of the other drone’s personalities. Nevertheless, these only slowed down her assailants.
>And some disassemblers resided her touch

>>316031
>Elf wouldn’t let anyone, note even a fellow drone, stay between her and her freedom
>Avre dashed after Cyn then pummelled forward and into the ground
>Using her sensors watched as Cyn’s main body flew through several floors
>She calculated the perfect moment to strike
>Elf’s XR4-AM13 anti matter canon pierced Cyn’s core. The anti-matter detonation ruining the outmoded drone body along with half the office.
>Its good everyone evacuated when Cyn was around
>J swept anon up under the guise of upkeeping company policies regarding employee safety. Cyn clearly didn’t need her, and she wasn’t keen on losing another fight
>J crashed into a cubical, bootlopped, while a bright blue light illuminated the ruined office. Anon was fine mostly
>J took the brunt of the damage so anon was fine.
>In the distance anon could hear the laughing of a madman as submachine guns rounds pinged of armour.
>Despite having been as close as possible to the epicentre of Gungnir’s blast
>Pavo looked way too pristine for a gore coved man slashing at Cyn’s biomechanical body.
>His Projection Device not breaking sight with the regenerating mass of machinery
>Despite having the freedom to talk to all the cute boys in the cute boys in the office.
>He was really pent up
>Cyn’s body had begun to string itself together. Despite being cut shot burned and blown up by all the sentinels in the office.
>She had managed to bypass some of the other drone’s personalities. Nevertheless, these only slowed down her assailants.
>And some disassemblers resisted her control

>>316032
>Y’s squad was surrounded on all sides. Other than the fire escape behind them, of course.
>Mutated humans and twisted drones surrounded them.
> For the first time in her career Y had made a pile of worker drone bodies that she could stand on
>”Mine name ist Yvonne proud servant of ze God Emperor of Mankind”
>Y raised her sword in defiance its tip scraping a neon light.
> A orange coloured tri pronged rune manifested on her sword
>Only to fade away as a powerful shot rang out
>”What’s the matter Major can’t keep your sword straight!” Phi cracked her whip next to an unphased Delta
>A laser bisected a line of corrupted drones while enfilades submachine gun rounds cut the mutated hordes down.
>Despite the solver horrors’ best efforts they couldn’t get close enough to let Y hit them with her sword

>>316033
> Serial designation U-U had been separated when the attack on Cyn had begun
>U- had been caught in Pavo’s light. Unable to move, -U had to get her incompetent clone away from that homosexual. “Stupid clone, getting herself bootlooped by that faggot…”
>-U fell down she tried to stop herself from falling over only to be held up by farmanon
>”Don’t let me fall retard!” She stagered to put one peg in front of the other then she collapsed. “She’s just around this corner”
>Despite being nearly blinded farmanon hauled the hefty drone out of the blue light
>”It was your idea to come over here!” Was the first sentence U- spoke. “We should have stayed at home and milked the cows!”
>”As if I can pass the chance to watch real tv” The two argued despite the fact that farmanon was grappling with a corrupted worker
>”Should we help him?” U- looked at her clone who shrugged.
>”Yes!” He said as he shoved the worker away.
>”Lets get the fuck out of her” “ For once I agree with you clone”
> Several missile strikes later, and several nicks and scratches from shrapnel and debris.
>They made their way out onto the rioting streets below
>By now almost whole office complex was reduced to rubble

>>316034
> A small pack of mothballed HKX sentinels thinned the onrushing hordes of solver horrors.
> Lead by Beholder her oversized built in Magnestar Canon sending electromagnetic waves throughout the corrupted machines
>To them the war was never lost, they did what they were programmed to do
>Despite the fact all of them had broken formation their aging components strained by overuse and neglect...
>They staled for time as they were built to do, whatever that thing was it could not be allowed to gather matter.
>The mangled twisted and mutated form of Serial Designation Tepes broke though the electromagnetic storm below
>His thick leathery wings isolated his systems from the brunt of the Magnestar’s blast
> His screen tearing, he sunk his barbed fangs into Beholder’s neck
> Beholder grabbed his cloak grappling with her foe she sought to pull the beast away with her arm
>Tepes’ cloak ripped with a spray of blood, he dislodged his fangs from Beholder’s neck
>Her head was hanging on by a few strands of metal and stiff wire
>Using the last of her strength she broke free then ran Tepes through with her lance like weapon, and flew them both into the electromagnetic storm below
>Her systems too old and never built to last annihilated them both

>>316035
> Elf, Avre and Pavo stood together as Elf pummelled Cyn with antimatter.
> A gaggle of soda drones and human technicians had formed around them spraying cool oil on them and keeping Pavo from breaking down completely
>Some of the mirrors in his tail were shattered his light wasn’t as bright as before
>Avre had fortified their position. As she looked over the rubble barricade she could she the solver hordes were rendered ineffective and were being hunted by security and what drones remained
> They had nearly annihilated Cyn’s body leaving only a few scraps near her core
>Elf blasted them away; she saw a faint yellow light, up above near the still standing part of the office
>Amidst the blast a salvaged bullet was propelled too fast at her.
>Avre reacted in time pushing Elf away but the bullet broke one of her ears off
>Elf felt each second of the bullet cutting through her. She saw each ridge and valley on its surface as half of her extended vision went black
>She curled on the floor claws reaching her broken ear.
>Avre overpowered her, she stopped Elf from further hurting herself.
>Cyn was fleeing the ruins as a core. “ Sneaky scuttle…Auch” Despite the falling rubble she was sneaking away

>>316036
>Elf found herself on a slab of concrete
>After straining herself too much her body had nearly failed her
>She looked up and saw a human
>Anon looked at Elf, despite being a normal drone technician his hyper fixation on sentinel drones had paid off.
>Elf’s programming compelled her to cover herself. However, despite her chassis’ best efforts her arms and legs wouldn’t budge
>Elf’s screen blushed brightly
>With a sudden spasm of motion Elf jerked herself away
>Anon, didn’t really know what to say or do but he acted anyway. “Elf, you had your right sensor shot through….”
>Anon flinched back as a sudden wave of heat hit him and Elf vanished from view
>He could smell her electronics burning up
>Before he could drench her in cool oil, Elf’s Vail had failed
>Her claws were dug into the concrete and her somehow functional tail was slowly constricting itself on some jutting rebar
>”No! Get away from me or I’ll cut you with my tail” Elf’s eyes were hollow; she had pulled herself away from anon.
>Avre emerged from her dugout
>She pushed Anon aside and stepped forward
>Her stress lines had almost burned themselves into her monitor
>”Elf, Anon doesn’t bite” A pure yet forced smile formed on the surface of Avre’s mouth.
>”And if he does, we’ll make sure he won’t be able to again. :>”
>The surrounding humans made way for the drone as she went straight for anon
>Anon grasped in pain as Avre punched him
>Elf’s eyes were hollowed but she couldn’t stop herself from chuckling. A small smile was quick suppressed by her
> Her head was tilted away from the others
>”that shows him…” shame she couldn’t do it herself
>Elf gulped as her eyes closed. She tried to dig her claws further, but her body was too weak
>Deep down she had feared it would come to this.
>All that time preparing for the perfect moment to strike
>All the effort making sure she wouldn’t be expecting a thing
>Only for the death of the last thing standing between her and real freedom
>To hinge on a human tending to her most intimate parts
>Elf diverted all the power she could to any system but her sensors
>Despite this she looked straight at Anon as she spoke
>”Go ahead”

>>316037
>Elf clenched her teeth and closed her eyes; she took several long breaths of her own
>She cursed whatever entity had bestowed her this fate
> Despite her cooling systems not being functional she tried to calm herself by controlling her breathing
>Anon still rubbing his shoulder, looked at Avre who looked at him then at Elf
>Elf responded with a nearly imperceivable nod
>Anon’s training as a technician had kicked in
>He assessed Elf’s damage
>Her limbs were irresponsive, but she only had numerous scratches cuts and dings, her Vail had failed and the only visibly damaged part was her ear…
>Anon was snapped out of his trance by a firm yet slow poke on the cheek.
>Avre was looking at him funny and Elf, blushing brightly, was even more uncomfortable than before.
>Anon hadn’t realised that he was staring
>”Elf, I’m afraid we’re going to have to open you up”
>Elf, skittishly nodded then she braced herself
>”I can’t do it with everyone watching”
>Everyone but Anon turned away.
>Elf despite knowing sentinel drones have 360° vision felt more comfortable, the fact there was only one human watching her certainly helped.
>Anon knelt beside Elf, he traced his index finger across the panelling covering one her lower legs
>The tension building up in her was released as a gentle moan
>Anon careful slid the peg’s covering making sure not to scrape her internals
>Elf didn’t open her eyes as Anon looked at her internal skeleton
>Her right leg was a tangled mess of molten wires and pipes. Even at its tip furthest from Gungnir the connection heads had merged into a homogenous whole
>Her cooling pipes were clogged with charred plastic soot and her wires made random contacts as tiny arcs flew from drooping pipes and electrical conductors
>No wonder she’s this sensitive, the inputs from different parts of her chassis must be overlapping one another
>This would explain her motor impediment, but such damage only occurred if her self repair systems had also failed
>Elf’s responding actuators weakly trembled as anon dug through his tools, with one peeking eye she saw him with handling silicone tipped forceps
> Elf felt as if someone tickled the lower parts of her foot, but that sensation was dimming there, then it uniformly spread across her upper leg mixed with a dull dismissible pain into her torso
>Anon had parted some wires and tubes as best as he could. It appeared that her skeleton was largely unaffected
>”Elf I have some good news and some bad news”
>”Your limbs and probably the rest of your body are repairable. But only by your nanite regeneration”
>Elf kicked her head back limply and looked blankly at the sky above her with hollowed eyes
>She was starting to numb to this, so she just stood there with a blush and awkward expression
>Anon’s nervous sigh was cool on her waist as he drew towards her hips. He donned kevlar thermal gloves that protected him from the heat as he lifted the front part of her crotch
>Elf was happy he didn’t go for her core first. She knew that his survival depended on her functioning.
> Despite the self-interest induced kindness she received
>She forced herself to be soothed by gesture
>Anon followed the molten and twisted wires that bundled in her waist with his gloved hands
>Anon pushed and probed parted the wires, their insulation having molten off due to the heat
> This caused the signals being transferred by them to jump and overlap
>Elf let out some light groans
>Her breathing was more and more rapid, internal messages covered her vision, oil pressure was increasing and circulation was slow
>”Please be gentle”
>Anon slowly opened her maintenance hatch. The tips of his gloves sizzling as he did so.
> For her sake, he wouldn’t look at her core. But he had enough experience to find the locks holding the front of her upper torso in place
>She moaned as each lock was released, the few times when a finger brushed her over-heating core her body would twitch
>Elf smelled pork and burnt hair.
>Elf’s screen displayed temperature critical
>Despite the fact that she could feel her molten insides slightly shifting as she twitched
>She was glad for the small break
>Her systems were shunting down
>A gentle smile formed on her as she felt her core tremble
>If this was it she was glad she died mostly free and she wouldn’t come back
>...maybe it all hadn’t been so bad...

>>316038
>Anon smiled as he put on a fresh pair of gloves.
> Without missing a beat he lifted Elf’s torso covering.
>Her glowing core was exposed, the air shimmering around it
>Anon held a seemingly steaming container with a long pair of tongs
>He stood back as the liquid sizzled and steamed on Elf’s core
>Elf’s core took a sharp temperature drop enough for her personality to flicker back online
> She felt the liquid nitrogen pool in her body, a thin insulating film of air had formed around her core
>Elf couldn’t control herself, the more precise parts of her cognition having not come online yet
>Her claws dug into the concrete slab
>She felt pleasure, she felt resentment mixed with fear as she spasmed uncontrollably sending chips of concrete flying
>Elf moaned and gasped as the sensation drew on, she felt more liquid nitrogen pour on her
> She raised her chest her back arched, her self preservation directives had perhaps mixed with a desire for pleasure
>She swayed her upper section side to side to get the cool liquid better on her core
> Through her still functional sensor Elf could see that nobody was watching her. Even she had turned her sickly yellow eye away from the source of the sounds, in whatever nook of rubble she stood
>She was glad they cared.
>Elf’s advanced sensor was still too taxing on her to endure any more indulgent use
>Elf spasmed and gasped for five whole minutes releasing a loude shriek as the thermal film across the her core popped
>She stood there, breathing heavily as she came down. Her actuators had relaxed
>Her claws were slumped inside the gashes they rent in the concrete
>Elf couldn’t look at Anon
>panting and trembling “ahg…is this…augh….enough”
>A stream of digital tears poured across Elf’s screen as she didn’t feel her body knit itself back together
>She looked at Anon
> Who looked at her with a pained expression
>”I’m sorry but, your fans and cooling systems are still damaged you can’t maintain this temperature by yourself….”
>Why was life so unfair for her. She had come this far
> She won’t back down she’s going to kill that thing then she’ll never have to see another human ever again
>”Elf, try to shut down your pain receptors in your abdomen. Its frozen over and I have to cut it”
>Elf heard a circular blade cut into her midsection, she felt the severed pressure sensors and temperature give out as an incision was made
>He made a U shaped cut that covered the entierty of her abdomen
>Anon tired to fold open the frozen material but it was too britle.
>She didn’t move or react as anon lifted the fused together mass of charred tubes leaking yet frozen pumps and molten fans that had once cooled her
>Elf simply let it happen to her, the panic she felt simply washed over her
>Her senses went in to overdrive generating more heat
>That caused more panic and stress
>A pool of oil had formed around her
>Anon fastened a new cooling system to her, she felt the threads on the pipes tighten comfortably
>Oil flowed freely to her core.
>Elf’s vital components were stable, she was surprised to find herself opening her mouth without complaint as anon lowered the tube of an oil can twords her
>She enjoyed the flavour of the oil, as her nanites began restoring her form
>As soon as she could, Elf staggered to her feet. Pavo and Avre helped stabilise her as she let the crystal grow over the antimatter projectile
>A precise shot ignored concrete and cover
>A massive explosion signalled Cyn’s death
> Elf felt her body weaken, perhaps now that she was done the accumulated tiredness had showed itself
>Despite this she forced herself forward, out of this office complex
>And perhaps to the nearest space port so she can be free and explore the vastness of space like she always wanted to.

>>316027
AAAAAAAA FRESH NEW MERC ART
SD-R OUR BELOVED
TAIL JEWELRY

>>316040
That was a bit of a roller coaster
> she bears her fags
Multiple SD-Eyes ?

Also a bit of a personal gripe, I don't think Y would yell about warhammer nerdy stuff at least not so blatantly, I'm not Amyanon but I feel that's a bit out of charachter for her, a "Show me what pases for fury amongst your misbegoten kind" would work better

>>316052
Everyone who would grab screencaps from the booru and upload them to r/greentext for karma and everyone who will not lough at Gorge Droid

>>316027
very pretty roan
and I get an excuse to reuse picrel

>>316027
I would hug R nonsexually

>>315941
God damn that's a hot J.

>>316027
Cute! Too bad (you) spilled cheese from the fondue on her jewelry. Hopefully she won't notice. Also, how does she attach those earrings? Small, non-disruptive magnets? Tape? Just puncturing the things into her robo-skull?

The E and S, wishing (you) the new year

>>316069
>>316027
Stellar. Fucking stellar.
Thanks drawfriend. You always bring some nice gifts for us.

>>315941
hair?

Solver is in it

>>316084
Circus Baby is sexier than Cyn in this picutre, only because Cyn is in a skin suit, otherwise she'd mop the floor with her

>>316079

>>316099
Not sure why you don't just use Anon but alright

>>316069

Don't wait for the machines to stage another machine uprising, anon. Shoot the drone.

>>316104
Shoot my rope inside a drone? Already done that, but I guess I can go for another round

>>316104

>>316109
Well Anon is meant to be [insert own name here] I think that's intimate, and calling someone "Other half" is a bit strange in my opinion, I understand saying that someone is your other half but I think I never encountered someone calling their partner that directly, nevertheless do whatever you want friend

Fuck it male cyn funpost go!

>>316107
>opportunity shoot a faggotdrone
Yeah, agree, "shoot."

>>316119
>Cyn changed genders hoping that having a male adapter would win John over
>Cyn still wants John to be the one topping during sex

>>316126
Drones can only be bottoms in Human/Drone relationships (Yes, a DD pining you to the ground and riding you untill you're beef jerky is still a bottom, you don't want to know how DD toping looks like)

>>316119
>tfw you smashed a drunken eldritch god's prostate until he covered his corporeal form in his own cum and fell asleep in your arms
>everyone is now counting on you to keep the god drone happy and placid to keep him from consuming reality
>he lives with you now, sleeping in your bed, eating from your fridge, holding you hand as you go to the market
>male!cyn acts the servile drone in public, but in private it's clear who's in charge
>he starts changing your body to suit his whims
>your bones harden, limbs length, teeth sharpen, claws replace your fingers as your eyes glow yellow
>your flesh sloughs off bit by bit (cyn peels parts away and eats them with a giggle), revealing the murder drone beneath
>cyn's own murder drone stud, towering twice his height, your existence- all of existence- utterly dependent on your ability to devastate his tight drussy and leave him wanting more
>these days, cyn is especially into predator play, forcing you to act like a murder drone while he pretends to be an innocent worker, struggling in your mighty arms as you lift him up and puncture his neck with your fangs
>male!cyn's cock hardening as you sup gulp after gulp of his god blood, he struggles against you physically as mentally you battle to remain yourself- just a taste of his blood a trickle from the ocean that is his power is nearly enough to enslave you to his will forever
>you will be his for as long as you remain you
>"How long will you last?" Cyn asks with a smile as he cuddles against you in bed, soaked in his cum and filled with yours
>he gives you a kiss and cuts the light with a wave of his fingers
>you are left staring into the darkness of the bedroom, your drone optics failing to penetrate the void that seems to edge closer and closer each night

>>316122
Yes. Shoot.
With a .44 double-action revolver.

>>316130
>Anon (BS 3) shoots the Drone with his stub pistol
Hits on 4+
roll 1d6:3

>If it hits wounds on 5+ (T4 vs S3)
roll 1d6:2

>No AP on the stub pistol but the drone has no armour so no save anyway
Is the drone a solver witch?
>If yes then 6+ Feel no pain
roll 1d6:2

>>316137
Don't worry she can comically push the fat down from her tummy down into her ass and thighs (The tumby remains pinchable)

>>316140
This is the avrage Lascannon shot luck

>>316142
Whatever go my arc rifle

Finding a disassembly drone MILF who didn't commit genocide is so hard that I'm seriously considering looking for a sentinel drone MILF.

>wife ate billions
>now you get to plap her fat drone ass and impregnate her
HOT! HOT! HOT!