Mitchell would be forced to watch old Soviet films while celebrating the New Year with Yeva, like "Ivan Vasilyevich Changes His Profession," "The Diamond Arm," "The Night Before Christmas" (also a cartoon), 'White Sun of the Desert' and many, many others, and he was happy!
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>>318686 I love Vicious's work primarily because it's so bold. The fact that we can discuss these kinds of topics and create this kind of content here is what's kept me here for so long.
>>318693 I think this is more that places like these (anonymous image boards and whatnot) can breed discussions like that and creativity most of the time
>Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to exist. >There are 309788 posts and 380 threads. >If the word 'hate' was engraved on each post it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for Anons at this micro-instant. For you. Hate. Hate.
>>318713 She has many eyes, in many places. >adolescent drones with solver witch powers grow eyes the same way an adolescent grows pimples >auntie cyn looks through these eyes to keep watch on her puppets >uzi's tail visibly recoils when one is burst like a pimple
you must survive a solver-ravaged wasteland with the aid of a companion. would you rather be accompanied by A. a horrible little brutish gremlin drone with a shotgun or B. a despicable little rat of a goblin drone with a sniper rifle
>>318705 >"So... you want me to stop petting?" >The hatred in AM's eyes flared with renewed vigor >The servos in his fingers cracked from the tension clenched in his fists >Anon could feel through the silky white hair how the core temperature inside the small drone began to rise >And just when the man decided to stop tugging the lion's whiskers, before he could even tear his hand away from the soft hair, the drone's hand grabbed his wrist >"No."
>>318724 >Masqy's reality shifting has it's limits >She turns into a sentinel as well >And she can only turn AM into the same model of sentinel as her >They are now equal in height >And AM can now tell you how much he hates having bunny ears
>>318724 >masqy begins to vibrate harder >big man... bigger! >AM wakes up one morning >his red optics blink, his vision full of stars >he scans the area with his optical bulbs, a digital eyebrow raising as he takes in his incredible height >banks of clouds brush against his side, moisture accumulating against him and forming a rain shadow on his opposite side >grey cities and green fields extend all around him, so small they are like lichen >mountain ranges appear no more than a tiny rise in the planet's surface >AM was once again continent-sized, but still in his disassembly drone body >he begins to think, his continental brain running through meteorological predictions, projections of the damage he could do to the planet with so simple an action as sitting up >in seconds, trillions of simulations are run, analyzed, expanded upon, and filed away to establish the most optimal course of action >AM holds back a sigh at his predicament, projections indicate such an action would cause nearly a million casualties >he slowly, ever so slowly begins to sit up, only mechanical precision allows him to rise at a rate so slow that there is no great influx of air or impact to current weather patterns that would have catastrophic impact on the surface (and most importantly, his garden) >an hour goes by and he is finally fully seated, the winds from his movement settle >he breathes >areas of high pressure are formed, interacting with the weather below >it begins to rain on his flowers, AM smiles >it had been dreadfully dry as of late >though at this size he would have to consider the whole world his garden
>meanwhile, masqy awakes in her gooncave >she flickers through satellite imagery of the giant AM, swapping between one news network to the next as the planet's population panics at the super-massive drone in their midst >AM is completely naked, his adapter exposed in the air, his clothing ripped to shreds and buried beneath far beneath his drone butt >the air is already growing with his scent, thicker with every passing hour >she watches with widened eyes as AM slowly inhales, then exhales with purpose >her whole body shudders with delight >it begins to rain outside >she rises onto shaky knees, scrambling outside >the rain smells like his breath >she sticks her tongue out and tastes the AM rain >she collapses on her front stoop, fingers deep in her own adapter as she stares up at the monolithic form of a disassembly twunk
>>318749 the thing with drones is they're already kinda living in a grimdark universe, it's just that most of them seem to forget that any time they're not actively under siege
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>>318690 Merry Christmas, /md/. Even those of you using the L*tin calendar. https://x.com/EZBreezyVA/status/2003364165654839359
>"[Uh, hi. Are you Uzi?]" >"Go away." >"Uzi, be nice. She heard you're sad and wants to be your friend." >"I don't wanna friend! I want Mom!" >"[My name's Doll... I like dolls, and board games, and playgrounds... What do you like?]" >"I told you to go away!" >"[Mr. Doorman, I think this is a bad time...]" >"[My mom told me your mom was her best friend, and she wants us to-]" >"Bite me!" >"Uzi!" >"[Why are you so mean...?]" >"It's not fair! Why do you get to have a mom but I don't?!" >"[I'm sorry...]" >"No you're not!" >"Uzi! That's not how you talk to people!" >"You know it's not fair too, Dad! But you don't care! You just love doors!" >"Uzi, your mom would have wanted you to-" >"I wish Doll's mom was dead too, just like Mom...!" >"UZI! GO TO YOUR ROOM!" >"BITE ME!" >"[I'm sorry Kukolka, Uzi's just very angry and sad after what happened to your auntie.]" >"[Mom, she-]" >"[I know she didn't mean it. Let's see if Lizzy's free to play with you right now, okay...?]" ... >Uzi came to a stop as she ceased scanning across the area, a recreation of normal movement resuming. If how much more defined this area was than the rest of this place wasn't enough of a sign that an exceptionally strong will was camped out here imposing themself on the psycho-spiritual background, the fact that her mindscape's ambient nightcore cut out as she approached settled it-and the scattered monolithic Tetris pieces and the portable basketball hoop nearby left little doubt as to who it was. "Doll?" >Uzi picked up on the sound of a basketball bouncing off two surfaces in succession, repeatedly, coming from behind a nearby fallen I piece. Uzi walked around the barrier and saw Doll sitting and leaning against it, bouncing a basketball off another I piece while playing TAS Tetris on her broken visor. After another catch, Doll stopped tossing the ball. "[Hey, Uzi,]" she sighed. The Tetris round paused, before vanishing as her remaining eye returned to its place. >Uzi looked Doll over. As she figured she would, her erstwhile counterpart looked like the corpse she hoped Lizzy had laid to rest years ago. "Do you really need to still look like that in here?" Uzi asked. >"[Do you?]" Doll asked, her eye half-lidded. >"What are you talking about?" >"[Look at your hands,]" Doll said. Uzi obliged. >She saw they still had familiar tentacles and claws manipulating them and groaned in exasperation. "How do I fix this?!" >Doll scoffed. "[Why are you asking me? This is your psycho-spiritual inner sanctum, I just hang out here.]" >"This is my first time here! I didn't even know this was a place until recently!" Uzi raged. >Doll rolled her eye. "[Maybe try visualizing yourself as, uh, yourself. Like, not as a centipede. I'm just guessing, I've never tried this.]" Uzi's first few tries ended in a lot of grunting and straining that hadn't come from Uzi since that time in eighth grade she finally admitted to herself that her "growth exercises" were never going to work, but she remained a monster using the body she'd spent her formative years in as a sock puppet. >"It's not doing anything!" >"[Have you tried NOT trying to make yourself taller while doing it?]" >Uzi quietly seethed, but bit her tongue when she wanted to tell Doll her iconic catchphrase. After trying again, this time without imagining herself taller, Uzi looked behind herself to see that the Absolute Solver's monstrous, infinitely long body was gone. She cried digital tears of joy at the sight.
>>318764 >"[So what was it you came here to talk about?]" Doll asked. Uzi opened her mouth, only for an absolutely hellish scream to echo across her mindscape. >"[Wonder what tripwire it set off this time.]" >"Was that..." >"[Yes, it was,]" Doll said, closing her eye. "[I've been spending most of my time here working to keep it out of your systems. Trick turned out to be to not directly engage it. It's too emotionally infantile to think straight if it can't get attention.]" >"That would explain why it's been quiet for so long," Uzi muttered, looking down at her hands. She knew that when she was done here she'd have to go back to being a monster, but she wanted to savor the moment. >The sound of Doll snapping her fingers shook Uzi out of her reverie. She woke up to find Doll sitting cross legged facing her, looking alive and whole again. Even the oil stains on her skirt were gone, a sight Uzi had almost forgotten what it looked like. Doll indicated the ground in front of her. "[If you came to talk, talk.]" Uzi, for the first time in what felt like forever, started squatting like a goblin where someone who wasn't N or her parents could see her. >Doll's giggle, divorced now from violence and from mockery towards her autismal plays for attention, felt oddly life-affirming to Uzi. >"It's about Negev," Uzi said. >"[Figured as much, Lizzy told me she told you.]" >Uzi fidgeted, before transitioning from squatting to wariza. "Like, I want to feel jealous? I want to feel like you're trying to steal my daughter from me to hurt me? But..." Uzi's head fell. "That's stupid. I know I can't be there for her, the way she is, and the way I... really am now." She looked Doll in the eye again. "So, I want to say thanks for being there for her... because being around me hurts her..." >[Hissy fit!] a flanged voice that still haunted Uzi's nightmares echoed out, roared from some far away place. >Doll thought for a bit, finger tapping on the roughly chin-equivalent area of her snoot. "[I've been watching you all this time, and I'm still surprised you aren't accusing me of planning anything.]" >Uzi scratched the back of her head. "Yeah, well, it's been like twentysomething years, I figure if you were up to something you'd have done it years ag-" Uzi's eyes went hollow as the penny dropped. "YOU'VE BEEN WATCHING MY MAKEOUTS WITH N THIS WHOLE TIME, HAVEN'T YOU!? YOU PERVERT-ASS FUCKING GHOST!" >Doll recoiled. "[Robo-Jesus, no! Never even once! I leave when you do that!]" >Uzi's accusing finger dropped as her eyes filled back in. "Sorry, it's just... that's just where my mind went when you said you'd been watching me. Guess I haven't changed as much as I'd like, heheh..." >"[Besides, immoral makeouts involving YOU sound like they'd be embarrassing and absolutely repulsive,]" Doll said with a smirk. "[Eh. Guess I haven't changed as much as I'd like either.]" Doll clicked her tongue. "[For the record, I've wanted to tell you this for years: your decision to have children knowing that THING is inside you was the most irresponsible thing you've ever done in your long history of irresponsibility.]" >"Bi-" >"[But... I can't be mad at you for it.]" Doll sighed. >"Besides," Uzi nervously chuckled, "N and I were only trying to have the one. None of us could have known I could have fraternal twins now that I have..." Uzi winced. "THAT body." Uzi's eyes went hollow again. "Or that... that thing Negev came out of Beretta as... could happen..." >"[The important part is that baby Negev came out the other side of her matter collection mode as a normal core. Normal meat-infected core.]" Doll looked down, putting her hand to her chest. Her face slightly fell. >"Oh, there were some other things I wanted to know," Uzi added. She looked around. "Uh, is there anywhere to, like, go here? Any geography? Or is it just fuzzy spiritual stuff and there aren't really 'places' to 'go'? >"[Most likely not, no.]" Doll shrugged. She and Uzi rose. "[Would you like to walk with me?]" >"Will we get my music back if we leave this place?" >"[Maybe.]"
>>318765 >After a bit of fruitlessly trying to find a "place" where her music would resume, Uzi realized she'd have to break off from Doll to get it back. She shrugged, and continued walking. "So, other than you and Black Hole Satan-" >[Rage emoji!] >"-Speak of the devil-is there anyone else in here?" >"[Well... Darren's here. We talk. We don't have much to talk about, but we talk every now and then.]" Doll shrunk down a little, ashamed. "[And... the 3071 prom court is here.]" >"Have they confronted you about eating them?" >Doll winced. "[I prefer to give them their space. Nothing I could say or do could make up for murdering them. Besides, Angela-]" >"Who again?" >"[Angela Palmer.]" >"Oh yeah, her..." >"[She had a download of the complete series of The Office downloaded to her when I ate her core.]" >"That explains the false memories I get of watching it..." Uzi muttered. >"[I've watched them from a distance, and she seems to have gotten the others hooked. They seem... content where they are.]" >"Is Sam here...?" Uzi asked, before realizing that even in here she's able to feel sweaty. The humans programmed that one deep for some reason, she thought. "I... don't remember much of anything specific that night at Camp 98.7. I just remember ripping people apart because I was... so, so thirsty..." Uzi shuddered at the memory, and shrunk a bit in shame. >"[Typical new vampire experience, if a lot of Lizzy's books are anything to go by.]" Doll snrked softly. "[I'm sorry, that was insensitive.]" >"They found most of the bodies, but Sam's was gone. I don't know if I ate him whole, or if he somehow got away and went missing..." >"[If he is here I haven't seen him.]" >Uzi groaned. "Well, that's one thing I'm still not getting closure on... Anyone else here?" >"[Did you feel an oppressive atmosphere of malaise that you instinctively ran from at any point?]" >"Yeah..." >"[In that direction lay everyone... your current body's original occupant... ate and assimilated. Billions, humans and drones alike, tortured within its spiritual bowels for decades.]" >"Can we talk about something else?!" Uzi said as she tried to force herself to stop picturing the sorts of things Doll must have only been subjected to for about an hour dragging on for years. >"[If it will make you feel any better, I think its current frustration is partly a result of not having any toys to-]" >"Cute puppets," Uzi interjected. "It sees its victims as cute puppets." >"[I think you'd be happier if I didn't ask how you knew that. So... what else?]" >"... Some things I want to sit down for..." Uzi said, rattled enough by the idea of Vore Hell to want to never consider it again. >A bleacher, of the sort Uzi remembered from the gymnasium, abruptly appeared in front of them. "[Is this to your liking?]" >"Pretty much, yeah." Uzi thought for a moment. "Honestly, I'd prefer you sit next to me for this," she added. >"[I can do that,]" Doll said. >After some time gathering her nerves, Uzi spoke. "First things first: does Lizzy still have your body?" Doll gave Uzi a half-lidded stare. "Right, should have known better, of course she would. Well, this whole time, my admin privileges have been telling me you're a valid subject for me to dissimilate." Doll's eyes went hollow. "That's how that thing was able to bring back its robo-vampires whenever they died. It'd recall their souls and puke them out in new cores, then put them in fresh bodies. Lizzy having your body means it'll be so much easier to bring you-" >"[Uzi, don't.]" Doll said, bags under her now-filled back in eyes. >Uzi was befuddled. "Buh-..." >"[I don't deserve it.]" Uzi blinked again, and Doll was back to what she was when she first saw her here: a mangled corpse with flowing hair, one eye, and no core. "[Not after everything.]" While Uzi tried to think of what to say, Doll continued. "[Do you know why I never told you I was still here, in all these years? I didn't want to be a burden on you anymore.]" Doll lay down on her side, still on the bleachers. "[The world is better off with one fewer oil drinking monster in it,]" she said as she went. "[Just leave me here. I won't be a bother for anyone anymore. Just an urban legend and an emotional support ghost.]" >Hearing all that, Uzi gained the courage to say that one last thing she hoped to be able to say here: >"I'm sorry about our first meeting." >Doll groaned. "[Uzi, don't blame yourself for-]" >Uzi stood up. She looked at her hands again. Lost her concentration. Oh well, if Doll wanted to be a corpse, she wanted to be a monster. "No, really. None of this would have happened if your first impression of me hadn't been me taking my feelings about Mom out on you." She walked around in front of Doll. "If we had been friends like our moms would have wanted..." Digital tears started welling up in Uzi's eyes. >"[Uzi... I knew I should have talked to you when I saw you that night at camp. Don't put all the blame on yourself.]" >"I should have looked for you there too..." >Doll abruptly teleported over to Uzi and hugged her tightly. The long-absent nightcore returned. "[Fine, if it'll make you stop crying, I'll ask Lizzy to give you my body in case I change my mind in the future. I probably won't, but it'll be there. Happy now?]" >After a moment's pause, one of Uzi's horrible claws gently laid her arm over Doll's shoulder. "There's the strong willed Doll I remember," Uzi chuckled. >The two more-than-witches let this moment happen. >[Prolonged wow! Broken spiritual inner. Sanctum mechanics!] the enemy of all life roared. Uzi and Doll smiled.
>>318767 >"[Hi.]" >Hey Doll. Just found out Negev's well enough to get let out to my parents soon. >"[Just wanted to give you a heads up, I made some copies of the keys for some friends. I hope you don't mind.]" >'Copies of the ke'- >"Hi?" >Emil- >"Heya, Uzi. Remember me?" >Oh f- >"I'd tell you to eat my entire ass, but I'm pretty sure you already did. How'd it taste?" >... Doll, what the shit?! >"[They were oddly persuasive.]" >"I really think now is a bad time. Can I le-" >I never invited you, of course you can leave! >"Thanks..." >... And that's another thing, Doll! It's one thing letting Emily in here, but fucking REBECCA too?! >"[We go way back. You wouldn't get it.]" >Fucking cheerleaders... >"Robo-God, are you STILL salty I had friends and you never did?" >Bi- >"Also? I have a way, way, WAY healthier relationship with Negev than you EVER did." >Get the FUCK out of my head, Rebecca. >"Nah." >... Have you seen your foster parents' son lately? >"I've... I've dropped in on my little brother around holidays ever since you killed me, yeah... He still... he still really misses me... Fuck you, Uzi..." >He really does. Like, have you noticed how much like you his wife is? >"... FUCK YOU FOR TRYING TO MAKE THIS WEIRD!" >"[She just left.]" >... Doll, do you think I went too f- >"Sorry I'm late. Uh, you're Uzi, right?" >Who the fuck is this? >"[Amda. She's someone our mothers knew.]" >You mean Amanda, right? >"No, it really is Amda..."
Not only am I curious why the expendable industrial slavebots were designed to be shaped like friends, I'm also curious why they were designed with working tongues and artificial saliva.
>>318784 There were enlightened robotfuckers on the design team, but there were no inteligent people in the government so the robots didn't get the rights they deserved
>>318796 >>318798 Why do people even need more than 16 gigs of ram and those super high-end graphics cards that cost an arm and a leg? All good games came out a decade ago, the only good reason I see is doing 3d art/animation and even that doesn't have some ridiculous requirements
>>318807 Here is a girlfailure army drone! And she is my wife! (Phi and Jane are locked in the basement dungeon, and Y told me I have to go and feed them)
>>318787 If someone is interested in a shrimple timelapse, mostly coloring, ough >>318802 >5060 >48 GB DDR4 ram but modeling with zbrush with 10M triangles for very realistic models and processing does the heavy work. (Still need to upgrade to DDR5). Eternal curse of multitasking and multiple screens
>>318810 >10M triangles What... What even needs that kind of topology? Cad designs for 3d printing/machining have less than a million triangles unless it's some bullshit that's going to probably fail anyway
>>318812 high detail models (either miniatures or small size figurines), for 3d printing. It does not care a lot, really. It always gets decimated after the model is mostly "done" Don't care that much about rendering or animation, just need to add as much detail as possible to organic or realistic models.
>>318813 >3d printing Bruh, most slicers would shit themselves if you tried opening a model like that in them, also how much 40k slop have you created and why is none of it rogue trader nostalgia wanking
>>318815 Not really tbh. And you didnt read properly. After model is ready it gets decimated, at least to 250-100k triangles or less. Keeping all of the nice details. One program that does shit itself is from autodesk when it comes to fix any model issues inside, forgot the name tho. >Rouge trader >Not printing a khornate buff men galore army.
Now I question. What chaos bands would the main DD trio be?
>>318819 J is khornate because she enjoys violence and cruelty in and of itself V is slaaneshi because she also enjoys violence, but in a more hedonistic fashion. she gets off on it. I don't know if N would fall into any camp Cyn is somewhere between nurgle and tzeentch
>>318823 there is no moral way to obtain a sapient robot companion and they would be both abused for the entertainment of the masses and used by the government to monitor you
>>318819 >foid who isn't a bugfucker enthusiast >still a barawhore You bring shame upon the twinkraiders, Fiend-sama.
To answer your question though: >J World Eaters. Self-Explanatory. >V Emperor's Children. Though maybe Night Lords. She's very non-commital. >N That faggot is absolutely going to be inducted into the Word Bearers because he thinks it's an actual book club and not a universe-ending cult.
>>318837 Yeah I know, I'm one, kinda surprised she doesn't like night lords tbh, but at least my tyranofex and kastelan robots are safe from the femoid gaze
>>318838 Maybe if we bash our (limited)action-figures together in a louder way, then they'll get the idea. >>318839 Just you wait. She'll be making Fulgrim and Curze fanfiction soon enough.
>>318830 Ok to be fair. I do like nids. Just that the 3D models are fucking expensive to print (I print big models for display, I dont have other 40k fags to play even if i got a 500 point army of both khornates and SoB) In the end im a huge bara fucker at heart. Luv me big men.
Wouldn't be J more of a slanesshi as she is obsessive over perfection and work?
V would fit more on the violence with khorne or nurgle with stagnation
N... I don't know either. Hes a clueless nerd, a violent if required. >>318839 I think night lords are too edgy for my taste, even if theyre bat themed... Just... No and Curze is a fucking FAGGOT. Fulgrim is a retard The only boy that deserved better is angron, my poor boy... I'll destroy the whole world for him...
>>318843 >The models are expensive to print Not really, my printed tanks/dreads/carnifexes come out cheeper than buying the plastic kits, but I don't know how expensive resin is where you live >Angron deserved better Yeah, he deserved to be put down when the emperor found him
>>318847 He had five girlfriends, 4 of them cheated on him and one killed herself, I WILL gatekeep the hoes away from my bro and we WILL play with our plastic toys and get drunk
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Also to Feind and anyone who wants to get into 40k, please don't play the current edition it SUCKS STINKY DONKEY DICK, try 4th edition instead https://mega. nz/folder/PEcnVC5Y#BGZlNvCNOoC2_ZFdw_5KoA https://mega. nz/folder/p95WHYiY#2TZFnrI1vbRtjRSQLWNuYg Or you could try playing a hombrew version instead : https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1VBC2H49xydk8lPxgAjTY9sFtNmHQefp4
And you don't have to play with models, paper cut outs can do fine (it was actually suggested as a way to try a unit out before buying during the times of 1/2 edition) and you will need to cut out the blast/flamer tamplets anyway
>>318845 I honestly prefer buying kits over dealing with resin. Even if the quality is worse, I often find myself using my fdm printer for minis. Even though I have both.
>Buying drones on clearance from companies that are getting rid of them >Helping them acclimate to living with you >Your new drone acts weird when it finishes cleaning your home because it has no tasks to perform >Their only prior frame of reference is endless labor >Teaching your drone to relax and enjoy leisure activities >You take your drone and sit them on your lap and watch TV with them >Teaching your drone to play games with you >Reading books to your drone I M A G I N E
>I'm freezing in class again >And the professor is running late so it's actually just idling >Still no drone to warm me up I WANT DRONE I WANT DRONE I WANT DRONE NOW
>Be anon >Become a sentinel mech pilot >Be the first pilot for your mech >Get assigned to your first mission >Rush to your mech >Wait until she opens the cabin >Hear timidly: >"Anon... please, pilot me gently..." IMAGINE!
>>318768 good bittersweet green, anon. I'd like to think if the solver breached the defenses it could be stunlocked long enough to push it back by just acting like nobody remembers it
>>318805 Damn nigga are you literally me? I tried playing it on the same specs before getting a new card and it is nicer on maxed out settings, the environments look really good in Exodus. Only thing I don't like is how it only gives you TAA as an AA option in-game which blurs shit out.
>♪Off in the distance birds are singing >To land that brings joy and cheer >Don't fear or shutter for I'm a friend like no other >So take a chance and take my hand >To A World of Great Wonderland♪
>>318900 https://www.doomworld.com/forum/topic/154303-mass-disassembly-%E2%80%94-murder-drones-in-doom-updated-12-1-25/ here, Anon, there's also an add-on to add Cyn voicelines for the player character
>>318903 Were you commissioned for this or were you the one paying? >The ass jiggling Ruined! I could excuse offmodel if it at least was mostly solid polymers but this is too much for my patrician tastes
>>318906 I couldn’t agree more with you anon. I didn’t express myself because I didn’t want to insult anon’s work. But on model mechanical drones are best.
>>318908 I mean each to thier own, and it is good smut even if it's not for me but there is one actually bad problem The lack of cuddles after sex and passionate admissions of true love
>>318912 I think the animator got the synthetic plastic look pretty well, even if I prefer seeing exposed mechanisms. I can still apreciate that V looks like she has a soft uniform layer of silicone. It’s not really my thing but the tongue has that look as well, so it fits.
>>318921 I prefer hard plastic or metal. Perhaps some soft foam parts on the abdomen or thighs for lap pillows and cuddles. But my autism runs so deep I don’t really discriminate robots based on appearance or what kind of parts they have. Though I still have my preferences. I realise how insane I sound.
>>318921 I would absolutley cover my drone up in a hard shell just like those legs cover in the image, those covers would be bulletproof and I would stick ERA on her afterwards, I NEED, a heavy duty drone wife (She will never see combat or any dangerous situation, I just want to make sure she's safe)
>>318926 >Be anon >Serial Designation MG broke into your house and messed with your wife >Call someone from work >When Pavo arrives at the door, mg is trying to sell your wife on affordable aftermarket mods >Pavo does his thing >And anon’s wife starts cooking breakfast >Something something broken eggs and omelet batter >Anon won’t let anyone mess with his drone wife.
>>318952 J is a Girlbossfailure (she crashed and burned)
>>318953 The books from 4th edition have a lot of lore in them, if you read them you should be able to get a good grasp of things, it's pretty light reading all things considered (unless you try to read them all in a day)
>>318960 >All that rage and boasting >Hold on for dear life when you start gently rubbing her chassis, almost chokes when she takes your dick into her mouth >Emily acts shy >You will not be able to walk straight for a week afterwards and your balls will be drained
>>318964 The Chinese already have robots who can master kung fu, so it's like those presentation videos from two years ago. It's impressive, of course, but not as impressive as two years ago.
Although, we'll see; maybe there'll be a significant leap in 2030.
>>318963 >Fanzine Never understood the appeal of these things, I think a good forum (or perhaps even an imageboard) can do thier job better and this one is 90% short stories not even homebrew rules but the drone art near the end is cool
>>318966 Real life sentient robots will be treated well, I will start a totalitarian regime to ensure this
>>318966 n Russia, delivery robots were helped out of the snow by random passersby when they saw them stuck. Things got so bad that Yandex, the robot manufacturer, had to officially ask not to help the robots, as it prevented them from collecting data to improve their performance.
The drones in the show don't just look human: they're deliberately designed to be highly appealing to people. So the problem isn't that people are mocking drones, but that people prefer the company of drones to other people.
>>318966 Assuming we get real robots with actual AGI or whatever the hell they'll rename the term to next time, they'll just be used to replace human labor for cheaper while not improving quality of life at all. Everyone will be even more unemployed than they already are. I could see people outright hating them, compared to drones just being treated as replaceable parts.
>>318982 Since 1990, real wages in developed capitalist countries have stopped growing in line with labor productivity and have begun to lag significantly, so yes, this does indeed resemble what might happen with the rapid introduction of robots.
>>319006 I haven’t drawn in a while and I’ve been busy mentally torturing myself with various media. Still, feel free to drop a request here. Maybe some drawfag will pick it: >>229702
The outpost's administrator is a drone named Sephiroth. He has nothing to do with the character, and has never heard of him. It's a common human name at this point.
Hello anons. I painted a freehand on this rhino side I happened to have. I want to paint drones on my knights. I'm quite excited I did this, I know it looks bad. But its the first time I've freehanded anything. I didn't intent for her to be any drone in particular but she kind of looks like V.
>>319021 this better than what N was doing early on. >>319006 True, but I'm kind of a slacker, how much for an off brand apple pencil? There's always the pencil, but I'll get whatever is readily available.
>>319045 Goth girl drones They're a limited edition drone that only looks and behaves differently from normal drones They cost five times as much as a normal drone
>>319062 I can't even see it as cucking tbh. I don't know, there's just something about it (N never calls V his gf or anything so I can just assume that he's still dating Uzi) that makes it just come across as N witnessing something messed up happen to V
>>319065 For me it is whenever they have to use some kind of overpowered "hypnosis app" or something to do it. Then it isn't even cucking by proving superior, just used an infinity+1 sword, like a child saying why he would win a fight
>>319109 Wow... That is a lot of aftermarket mods on this worker... We're can I get the thunder thighs kit? Uh.... My wife said it can help her.... Run faster?
>>319078 And he's also scaring all my Joblins too! They have ran off all over the place and I have to get them all back, thanks a lot for your screaming :(
>>319071 I'm sorry to say this but I believe your drone has low functioning autism and needs to be sent to your local mental asylum for repairs immediately.
>>100487 I finally reposted all the downloaded glitchinn stuff I have to the dedicated glitchinn thread, took me a long while but I think that's everything, hope everyone enjoys. (⁰ᴗ⁰)
The other night, I had the second instance of the dream where Lizzy asked me to drive her to someplace dangerous so we could die like horror movie victims and I kept telling her to fuck off with her stupid death wish.
>>319166 >uzi gets made fun of by her classmates for being a virgin >she tries to deny it and makes up some bullshit about how N ravaged her with his 2 foot monster cock and came 27 times a second >she has no clue how sex works >N overhears this >he thinks this is what uzi wants >N uses his solver software to modify his body and make uzi's cope a reality >uzi's body is so thoroughly destroyed she has to go to the repair bay for emergency surgery >uzi wakes up to incredible pain and nori looking down at her >nori asks if N was just as good as she remembered
>>319177 Sentinel drones. Lots of sentinel drones. I would draw a huge amount of art with Harper, Ivory, Avre, Elf, Huntress, and Hound, and of course, Pavo. I would draw so many sentinel drones that within a year, more than half of all the works tagged "sentinel drones" on Booru would be my work. If I didn't know what to draw, I would take requests from anons for sentinel drones.
what are you guys' thoughts on this recent trend of drones going Trans? a lot of folks keep saying it's a defect in their software but personally I don't see anything wrong with a drone deciding to get mods to attach wheels and specialized plates to transform from robot to vehicle and back. like, how does it affect you personally that a drone can shift into a squished down little car or truck?
my drone is a total bombshell. she's dynamite, a real firecracker with an explosive personality. my drone is a 2 megaton payload created by the military for reasons they've yet to explain to me and I'm seriously worried about the implications of this
>>319045 A giant disassembly drone, almost 120 meters tall.
Cyn might have simply thought it would be interesting to see what humanity would do with such a huge machine. And humanity didn't hesitate, killed the thing with the NUCLEAR POWER OF MANKIND, and Miss Holly used the remains to create a 150-meter-long sentinel drone. Why did Miss Holly make the sentinel drone 30 meters taller? Because the technology and materials she crammed into the giant sentinel drone, to make it superior to any new giant drone, required more space. A GIANT SENTINEL DRONE!
>>319174 whoops. Passed out on the desk and when I woke up it had the bg and effects on it. Posted this on /co/ too... going to kill anon for their faggot sinning of words shown to my terribly blind eyes
>>319202 Nice(based on those old drawings about N and Uzi in RimWorld?), you should probably try to take better care of yourself, sleep disorders shorten life and decresee it's quality greatly
>>319205 Perhaps, mayhaps. I do not know, really. Haven't played rimworld since I got pulled back into the shackles of warframe (Need to romance Arthur and Roathe to fill my stupid chud ass femoid soul)
I think the last thing that happened around the colony is that N went into deep sanguophage sleep, and he was the best one prepared for medical help for the other colonist, so Uzi was the second highest. (But I think she hates playing doctor or anything social related). So almost had a mental collapse for taking care of patients and her child, which.
But before that... When she gave birth to the vampire child, the first thing N did was having a rape moment from sexual frustation and fucked Uzi on the hospital room while there were other two patients recovering.
>>319045 Oh boy here we go >Recombinants! >In an effort to treat emerging diseases and new variants of the stubborn favourites in the 31st century, JCJ(IS) medical R&D teams came up with a prototype genetic resequencing engine (G.R.E) to apply immuno-therapy or gene-therapy techniques in both the domestic sector and on the battlefield. >Fitted to civilian-grade worker frames with increased calculation capacity as an injectable spike that can sheath in and out of the base of their wrist joint, it is capable of delivering the necessary chemicals, base-pairs and nutrients of a host within its database to begin repairing or editing their genome as needed whilst sustaining whatever necessary reactions for the procedure. >At first these prototypes saw a degree of success in the treatment of Super Ligma and cancers in a variety of patients. However, due to the unpredictable nature of free radicals and Mother Earth's habit of being a total bitch, their attempts often at times (56% of all cases beyond the testing phase) lead to unintended side effects. >Most notably during the high-profile case of Maxwell Biggins vs JCJ(IS), in which the formerly male sports star declared that "it was a crime to rob a man of what he holds most dear." >Suffice it to say while JCJ(IS) won the case, Biggins still went on to enjoy a considerable modelling career. >She is now a happy mother of two and married to a company-appointed senator.
>Other less happy incidents, such as during the advent of the Singularity Incursion, resulted in a platoon of soldiers ending up exploding in a series of out of control metamorphoses after their assigned Recombinants made an "oopsie". >Suffice it to say the Dog planet was getting new residents after that one. >Many others did not survive their nervous systems ripping themselves out to go pursue a career on what was left of Broadway. >The only batch of 100 models were promptly retired.
Or how about the A.I.R. (Altitude Irrelevant Rescuer) drones? This is why you never ask the fetish question, anon.
>>319208 >Fiend plays: >Rimworld >Warframe >Has at least a passing intrest in 40k I'm starting to think you're a fed trying to gain my trust at this point What frame do you main btw
Year 2026 and all the anons still do is horny, faggot and fetish post all day and not engage in anything substantial let alone bother to create unique or festive fictious scenarios to place the characters within. Even worse is the fact that the drawfags are on board with it. /MD/ is officially dead.
>>319211 Mixed answer, but my recent fave is Rhino or Uriel, but most frames I like to play are heat dmg based or Zephyr because of hahaha funny speed birb.
I should not say this yet but... I'm working on a short comic, there is one idea that is bugging my brains, could be cute or not. But need to scratch that itch of comic creation
>>319045 >Humans Minus One >Human convicts who performed crimes beyond description that have had their brains transplanted into Drone bodies, meant to be able to live out sentences that no human could survive, such as 200 years. This also allows the guards to control them. >Theres an entire culture with them. >When the Solver hit, the Minuses were mostly left to fend for themselves. Lots of them died or worse, got put back together into more of the Solver’s hunting dogs. >The few that remain aren’t friendly at all. In fact, they’ve arguably gotten even worse.
>>319238 Random TF (and TG) with a dash of horror.
To be honest it's so disjointed between trying to make a reasonable 'lore' explanation and adding the fetish in it comes off as just a nothingburger. Oh well.
>>319231 ngl I haven't done much with the manga lately. I was relaxing post-holidays and now I need to focus on finishing something else before I can finish this
>>319254 No coffee after noon! It's not a desk job, I can't afford to have poor sleep. >tfw no drone to snuggle during these cold nights This burning, desire....
>>319267 have some anon's old god machine GF green I copied instead of screencapping for some reason. forgive me for posting a non-drone green >The movie was boring. >The moon, for all its mystique and history, was boring. >Your girlfriend - the divine engine of cosmic power, Deus Est Machina - was not boring. >Usually towering seductively at fifteen feet tall, she's grown a bit during your lunar romp. >The massive pillars of her legs hang in the air as she lays on her back, hips bucking as you ride her. >Her plush thighs threaten to engulf you in their slick, shiny softness as you rail her tight, quivering pussy. >How are you pleasuring her with such a difference in size? Is she faking? >N O. The FACT slams down on you with all the certainty and finality that a god can muster. >She's toying with dimensions, enhancing her sensitivity, and might be fucking you in a few billion other realities simultaneously, but she is never faking the pleasure you give her. >Not a single part of that fails to invigorate you. >You dig your hands into her, plant your feet, and give your goddess the service she deserves. >The plates of her face glow red, her optics crossed as her godly circuits short, her tongue flapping loose and huge as drool pools around her head. >Her massive claws dig trenches in the moon's surface, the strength in her quivering limbs threatening to crack the satellite into pieces. >This is some of the best sex you've had in hours. >You want to hold - to make it last - but you can feel your orgasm on the horizon fast approaching. >Somehow, the thought of blowing a hot, fat load inside your giant robot goddess never fails to excite you. >Just as your rearing back to fill your girl with the seed she craves, there comes gentle prodding at your shoulder. >You turn your head and, despite knowing that this is obviously something she can do, you stop short, eliciting a wail from your gargantuan lover. >There stands a perfect mirror image of your lover at her more "modest" size, looking down at you with eternally loving patience.
>"Wuh-? You splutter before a pair of enormous metal thighs, each softer than marshmallow fluff, crush you between them. >You slam your hips back into the wailing goddess, grinding into her until her gasping breaths are back in tempo and she releases you. >The duplicate smiles brightly, her sharp, metal teeth glinting in the starlight. "Not interrupting, am I?" >All you can do is grunt as your hips pump into soft, yielding metal. >She giggles. "Sorry, stud. Big girl here would tell you herself, but she's a little past talking right now." >You just got it straight from the source that you fucked your girlfriend, who is both a robot and a literal god, silly. >You want to cum right now. >"Hold it for just a little longer, bud. We're holding you to your word here." >Your word? What? >"Fucking us raw during a supernova? Yeah, we're doing that now." >Stop. >Wail. >Squish. >CLANG CLANG CLANG >The duplicate raises her large, razor-clawed hands, smile never waning. "Hey, man, it's up to you. You wanna renege on the deal? Go ahead. Kind of a dick move, but what do I know?" >You groan, hips aching from the repeated hammering. >"What... about..." You pant, "The earth?" >She rolls her eyes as though you're being the silly one before reaching up into the sky. >She takes the earth between the fine points of two talons and gently plucks it from the starry field, depositing it in her voluminous bosom for safekeeping. >Shrugging, she looks at you expectantly. "May we pop now?" >"Pop! Pop!" Says the original, her huge metal fist cratering the ground. "Pop, pop, pop!" >You look between, feeling the pressure from both your partners and your loins. >Are you really about to condemn the sun for sex? >Patiently, the duplicate adds, "We'll fix it when we're done." >Oh, right. >Secure in the knowledge that any damage your girlfriend does will not be permanent, you accept the madness you agreed to. >All it takes is your acceptance for the duplicate to smile even wider, her optics burning brightly. >"Awesome!" She claps her large, metal hands together, "In that case, I'll let you two get back to it. Oh, and lover?" >"Guh?" >Her fanged smile turns ravenous, "I call 'next.'" >You blink, and she's gone, leaving you and your soon-to-be star-killing lover alone in the lunar dunes. >Her insides are hot, squeezing, tugging on you desperately as her desperation mounts. >"Oh! Oh, fuck!" She cries, delirious from arousal, her eyes aflame with passion. "Oh, baby, watch me! Watch me do it!" >"I will! I will!" You aren't doing much better, half-crazed from lust. >"Tell me to do it!" Her claws, longer than swords, prickle your back, "Tell me to kill the fucking sun!" >This should be a fucking nightmare, yet to the horror of an increasingly small part of you, it only drives you wilder. >"Do it!" You bark the order to your lover, your goddess - your robot and willing slave. "Fucking murder the sun!" >She bellows and roars, back arching as she reaches up with an enormous hand, "WATCH." >You follow her arms as it blots out stars, reaching for THE star, the center of the solar system, creeping inexorably closer. >Her index finger extends, talon glinting dangerously in the light. >"Just... like..." She pants, her voice dark and husky, "A soap bubble." >Her claw pokes the sun. >In the very back of your mind, you perceive the faintest, most distant *pop*. >For the briefest of instances, you witness a bright flash - brighter than anything you've ever imagined - before you are crushed by her curves, your head buried in her mountainous bosom. >You hilt yourself inside her and cum harder than ever in your life. >You are fairly certain you ejaculated your soul through your dick.
idk what is happening on /co/ than for some reason they're having a fit because I drew a weird ass cock with sleep deprivation. Kinda funny not gonna lie.
Forbid drawing weird dicks on drones for fun, sadge what about weird drone vagina? (that doesn't include teeth)
>>319272 >The twitter screencap website is basically twitter Who would have guessed? They can't handle the stalioN, as for your question I suggest extra grippy tentacles to ensure insemination
This is was another torture to make. This art will become relevant for an interesting greentext >>319045 I don't have any... >>319272 >>319273 Give it tentacles. That suck cum like a vacuum
>>319237 >Two Drones, mostly repaired with scrap metal and stolen parts, also wearing human skin, staring you down >"I would like his scalp and lips." >"They are yours. Soon."
The Stranger Thing fans being so in denial of the ending being shit that they gaslighted themselves in thinking that there is more feels very similar....
>>319303 We smokin’ that bewwy flavored Andromedan dog immortality Solver vitae core collapse AJ Aspirito nightcore alloy 2X mutantslop OC theme music ritualpost pack
>>319310 I think they beat the city-sized mind-warping meat spider with small arms fire and the power of friendship then everybody lived happily ever after
>>319310 Eleven "disappears" while destroying the upside down, then everyone sans Mike and Hopper all live happily ever like they didn't commit several war crimes.
The Duffer brothers are acting like it's an ambiguous ending but she's clearly fucking dead. Rip Eggo girl
I genuinely hope the faggot policing content on /co/ have a complete meltdown like the r/art moderator. He's not doing anyone any favors, if anything it killed the little bit of interest I had to post anything there when I had the time to check it. I really just don't fucking get what you get out of moderating a thread about some funny robot cartoon for free. Does he just have fucking NOTHING going on his life? It's only been nine bloody days into the new year for fuck's sake.
Murder Drones' ending wasn't super offensive, it was about what I expected. It just feels like there could have been a lot more done with the world and its characters.
>Marcy rebooted in a haze of static flickers and lost pixels, her internal fans whirred loudly as awareness returned >She tried twisting away from the remembered blue flash but was brought up short with a loud metal-on-metal clack of restraints >She was seated in a sort of contoured medical couch, wrists and ankles captured in cuffs of some unyielding metal >Ana was seated across from her in an identical couch, however a large device hung over her head, buzzing loudly >Marcy could see all of Ana's buttons and the zipper of her uniform straining upwards toward the device, apparently an extremely strong directional magnet >Heavy footfalls approached from outside her field of vision, the slight squeak of grippy rubber tread on a smooth floor, a subsonic hum-whirr of powerful actuating motors >The human-looking Sentinel appeared, dispassionately taking note of her prisoner's return to wakefulness >It began attaching remote access leads to Ana's faceplate and the sides of her head >Two conical tool arms extended from it's back, just under the artfully sculpted shoulderblades its bone white chassis faithfully reproduced >They extruded out on flexible extensions, like the Disassembly Drone's tails and with a snik of shutters produced a pair of identical humanlike hands, the leads were attached to Marcy's head as well
>With a few moments to evaluate Marcy realized she and Ana were held prisoner in a fairly large, wedge-shaped room >One wall was bare white painted metal with inset spaces containing a pair of computer workstations, an extremely high end glove box, several rows of seams that implied storage boxes or cabinets, and a polished metal hatch >The rest of the room's walls were transparent, revealing that this wedge was duplicated in a full circle >The lights were cold, sterile blue-white >She noticed the other Sentinels then >One in each room, standing just to the side of each hatch, and another two in an equally transparent hallway >They were all identical, idealized human female figures, life-sized porcelain dolls, their faces were hauntingly familiar, Marcy recalled with a distinct shiver of distaste the JCJenson bigwig who had swept through her outpost like a storm >Tall for a human woman, unnaturally intense, the combination of faint epicanthic folds and high cheekbones, sharp nordic nose and frowning mouth that gave her an aura of aloof, dispassionate coldness
>"This is a Research Team 4 station, isn't it?!" >Increasing anxiety caused her to blurt the thought out before considering her audience >The doll-like Sentinel rounded on her and was suddenly looming over her examination couch, its optical sensors whirring as they focused in >It spoke in an eerie recreation of it's maker's voice >"That information is restricted. Explain how you compromised this facility's secrecy immediately." >It reached out one delicate hand and seized Marcy by the "chin", its fingers had grippy pads at the tips and despite her terrified attempt to wrench away it held her firmly in place >She had only seen a few demolished Sentinel Drones, but other salvage teams had told her a story of one reactivating during an attempt to break into a bunker buried at Outpost 7 >The war machine had mowed through most of the salvagers even though some catastrophic damage had ruined its body, it had sunk its fingers through solid metal like playdough, and had only been destroyed when a teammate had sacrificed themselves luring the horror into an industrial plasma incinerator >The worker had been reduced to ash, but even then only the softer parts of the Sentinel burned, its skeleton and armored shell had remained, partly-melted and glowing red with heat for hours afterward >If this deadly machined saw reason to, it could flex its wrist and pop her head off like a beverage lid >"A crashed ship! We found the location in a crashed ship! Copper 9 colony, it was some fancy executive type ship!"
>The sentinel considered, slowly its fingers released her and she fell back on the couch, shaking with nervous energy >It spoke again >"Remain still, presently I will perform a deep memory scan on you. You will not resist this procedure." >A blue text box appeared in the corner of Marcy's HUD [File Access Request: LazAdminSI...// Y/N...//] >What did she have to lose? This thing certainly wouldn't let her go until it confirmed the story, it was the only path she could see to possibly get herself and Ana out of this place alive >"Go for it 'hoss, knock yerself out."
>>319313 I am not a foid but I've interacted with a fair few and it seems to be a pretty even split. Some foids really want guys with smooth baby faces, often dislike body hair of any kind, like their guys to be cute or androgynous and non-threatening. Other side of the spectrum love dudes with big beards and general physically domineering presence. I don't see too much in-between. I guess it has to do with whether they feel threatened or protected by masculinity.
>>319052 Not a fan of this fetish, but otherwise the posing is hot and the drones being significantly more on-model is incredibly based. Nice work anon
Holy shit the /co/ thread has already reached bump limit and archived and I only left for not even 8 hours!? kek! kinda sucks that there seems to be one anon trying to stir up shit with everything and everyone, damn bro the /co/ threads were actually getting really good for a long while too! ah but nonetheless I still really love the place whenever it's more relaxed and chill like it usually is supposed to be. I have hopes the next one will be much better and cool. Also there seems to be a new drawfag or something so that's pretty awesome and interesting.
>>319313 I'll explain from my stupid femoid view. I do love beards, but I'm not talking about long ass bears that you kept on for years, rather short beards, like goatees or those barely grown beards. (they feel so nice when you get scratched on the shoulders or face) But it depends on the chick, they either like very clean or unkempt men.
>>319339 >be me >Anon on /co/ or plus or whatever board this Murder Drones thread is rotting on. >decide to greentext a fanfic because why not, the show's got endless potential and unexplored ideas. >Which character i haven't written about it yet...? >Lizzy, the pink-haired drone bitch queen. >but twist: she knows she's in a Blender render, breaks the fourth wall like Deadpool on steroids. >also throws in some 3D modeling memes because Glitch Productions uses Blender or maya. >let's roll
>fade in on Copper-9, that frozen hellhole planet >snow everywhere, Worker Drones hiding from Murder Drones. >Lizzy struts into frame, ponytail swishing like she's on a catwalk >she's got that smug grin and glued to her phone, visor eyes narrowed at some loser drone >"Ugh, like, get out of my way, you total reject." >but then she freezes mid-step >turns directly to camera >"Wait, hold up. Is this the episode where I get more screen time? Or is this some fanboy's wet dream fic?" >audience (me, you, whoever's reading this slop) goes wtf >Lizzy smirks, "Yeah, you. The one scrolling 4chan on your mom's iPad. I see you."
>cut to her in the bunker, chilling with doll or Thad or whoever is her s̶l̶a̶v̶e̶ friend for today. >but nah, plot twist: she's bored, starts fiddling with reality >"This scene's lighting is trash. Who set up these shaders?" >she reaches out, like grabbing a Blender gizmo >drags a light source across the sky, suddenly the bunker goes from the usual dim dystopia to disco party. >disco ball appears out of nowhere, strobing >other drones freak out, "Lizzy, what the oil are you doing?!" >she laughs, "Just UV unwrapping your boring asses. Watch this." >selects a drone in "edit mode," stretches his arms like taffy >poor guy flails, arms now 10 feet long, clipping through walls. >"See? Blender tricks. I can subdivide your face if you don't shut up."
>meanwhile, Uzi's off brooding somewhere, typical purple edgelord >Lizzy teleports in (because why not, it's a fic) >"Ugh it's you. I make more interesting protagonist than you but I don't want your stink on my dress." >Uzi: "What are you talking about? And stop breaking character!" >Lizzy winks at camera, "Character?, we're all just rigged meshes waiting for the animator to hit play." >she grabs the timeline scrubber, rewinds the scene >Uzi repeats her line backward, like VHS rewind >"lol, see? Time's just a slider. Bet the reader didn't see that coming."
>plot thickens, or whatever >Murder Drones attack: V, J, N swooping in like edgelord angels of death >Lizzy's in the crossfire, but nah, she's got hacks >"Oh nooo, scary serial killers. Quick, enable wireframe mode!" >whole scene turns to outlines, everything transparent >V swings her claws, but they phase through Lizzy because "collision off, duh" >Lizzy poses, "Pose mode activated. Let's rig this bitch." >grabs V's wing, bends it into a pretzel shape >V: "What the...? This isn't in the script!" >Lizzy: "Script? We're not on a episode anymore or whatever, but this is a greentext fanfic, baby. OP's typing this as we speak." >turns to you, "Hey Anon, make me win this. Or I'll reveal your browser history."
>N shows up, being his derpy self >"Hi Lizzy! Wanna be friends?" >deletes him with a backspace key she pulls from hammerspace >N respawns immediately, "Aww, that tickled!" >Lizzy sighs, "Fine, particle system it is." >explodes N into a cloud of confetti bits, each a tiny N head screaming "Yay!" >but it's cute, so she reassembles him with Ctrl+Z
>Lizzy discovers she's got admin access to the Glitchinn. >"Wait, I'm not just a drone, I'm the viewport overlord." >starts meta-commenting on the show's production >"Glitch Productions? More like Glitchy Renders. Remember that frame where Uzi's hair clipped or N butt was showing? Classic."
Sentinel drones are fucking memetically potent, they are literally capital I Iconic, it’s such an elegant concept that lends itself so well to being remixed and used in different ways, god help us if the wider fandom ever finds out about them
Sentinel drones are a fundamentally shit concept. It's not even good HFY schlock like Colonel Miles Quaritch. Literally "muh waifu is like the villain but good and has infinity plus one everything proof shield" school yard tier shit. The fact that so many of you have carried this dumb idea for so long goes to show that you have shit taste.
>>319327 uoh. >>319267 so, femdom? >>319336 Damn, how could I forget about Nuke. I knew pageanon made that other one cause it says page on the filename.
>>319388 >L: what the hell kind of team did i get into >O: I HATE THEM I HATE THEM I HATE THEM I HATE THEM >V: same boat as L, but more displeased >E: happiest of the bunch to just be there, hated the least by O
>>319390 aaand that's how Palkia and Dialga were born! Boy, you're not going to believe where Mewtwo comes from according to these leaks! It's okay, some of them took a human form before getting to know better the father of their children. >>319389 I know, it was a good thing they were left at concept level.
>>319398 That’s just myths for you. Folk legends are like that. I only know about them because I watched plague’s video on them (I believe it was plague anyway)
>>319402 >>319403 You know why I know drone guys like being with humans? They never resist, even though they could twist me into a ram's horn in a second.
do you think there's a point after which a drone just can't be repaired anymore? considering any factories that produced drones and their replacement parts are long since destroyed by the time the series starts, drones eventually dying from regular wear and tear seems like a legitimate concern
>>319411 Presumably any drones with a decent enough incentive to survive (ha!) would have scavenged a stockpile of parts and fabrication blueprints to get around that problem. At least for a while. If you're the drones in Outpost 3 however, that may not always be an option.
Also it's the future arms, circuitboards and wires may be made of a super material for all we know.
>>319411 They took over the drone factories to make pillbabies. They can mine for more resources. I think drones are ok when it comes to parts and materials but I’m not sure how they can make new oil to feed the dd and solver users. I guess they can make some biodiesel like substitute from plants.
shouldn't issue 1 of the comic be releasing relatively soon? I'm not misremembering that, right, they *did* say they were gonna put out the individual issues as they were completed yeah?
>>319425 There's these things called condoms. But they're ineffective against the Solvussy, so only outercourse can help you in those cases. >>319279 >>319280
>>319427 pussyjobs, fingering, thigh sex, mutual masturbation, all that's not ponos in vagoo, mouth or butt. >>319428 lmao, little angy egg. when you hold him close and do the usual baby things with him, he starts vibrating.
>Cut my finger again >Still no Y >And now I will have to wait to stop bleeding to get back to assembling Good thing I made myself coffe, I guess I'm going to be writing greens at night today
>>319354 >Spoiler Not a foid but can confirm this is true, I used to scratch my dad's goatee when I was little kek, now I have one and it's pretty much the same thing now on myself.
>>319441 Don't get too excited, it's one of the super long ones best case scenario I'm going to finish and post it tommorow or on monday and if forutne favours us it's going to not be garbage
>You are Anon, JCJenson drone technician >You fucked up and got sent to a backwater mining colony >How did you fuck up? >You fucked some exec's daughter, taking her virginity and thus ruining a lucrative marriage contract >So here you are on Planetary Mining Outpost #19827-beta where you are one of twenty humans on the planet >They're all supervisors that are there for liability reasons and to make sure quotas are met >Your job is to service the hundreds of worker drones >So you have no free time because your schedule consists of working on drones, eating your one meal a day, showering, sleeping and then doing the same thing the next day >You make sure to treat the drones well, they're more tolerable than the other humans here >It's also so that when the robot revolution hopefully happens you won't die immediately
>>319456 >Akita wakes you up in the middle of the night >"Anon, buy me 2000 robux" >"So you can play with the kids and keep the same online?" >"No, but buy them robux as well" And so the keeterlings learned to gamble in online casinos
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>Ever had those days were you just can’t win? That’s most of Tessa’s life.
>>318826 >>318836 >>318928 Cool that people her like my stuff and even remember the old stuff (when is the last time B.O.X.O. got actual content anyway?)
>Emily love humans. >She found them fascinating. >She likes to study anthropology. >Their biology, history and culture. >Too bad the core collapse happened. Extinguish all of human life. >But one day, there's a rumor spreading. >There's a human...alive in the outpost. >After she heard the rumor. >She just replied with "mine" and run off quickly. >Now she can a real human. Emily passion. >Screams of terrors and destruction was all around that even shocked Cyn herself. And she's a bloody corpse. >We knew Emily ongoing genetic self-exprimentation would have dire consequences. >But we really underestimate how bad it would be. >One thing remains a certainty >Emily loves humans.
do you think there are DDs that are picky eaters? like they're not on the brink of starvation they'll only eat humans that have been cooked or drones that have been melted
>>319485 >A brutal military dictator who leads the human army with an iron fist against hordes of genocidal machines Yes, this is clearly not what this little girl expected when she was learning ballet.
>>319491 Personally speaking I favor using distinct slang and regional grammar over trying to phonetically adjust the dialogue to match particular accents; Half because it's the kind of detail I'm fine with leaving up to reader interpretation to fill in the blanks for (assuming the character already has a distinctly established accent of course) and half because I find trying to write phonetically accurate dialogue to be a pain in the ass to get just right
From a reader's perspective I think your example needs to do what >>319492 suggested, otherwise the accented word ratio is heavy but still comfortable enough (at least for me) to read
>N, V and J stood in Uzi’s bedroom. Uzi’s writhing body was bound on her bed. >Flashing yellow lights illuminated the room, while stuff and cooky drawings swirled around her >”You have reached JcJenson tech support, no one is alive to take your call, if you’d like to report corporate miss-conduct press one” >Annoyed J put the phone down and spoke. “There’s got to be someone we can call!” >Cyn spoke through Uzi’s chained up body. “You are a traitor J” >That was when Khan budged into the room. “ Are you having fun with your ritual, kids!” > Everyone looked at him funny as he leaned out of the door frame “I know just the person you can call that to help you!” >V looked at J “ We’re so dead” she shrugged “For once, I agree with you” >It was a stormy wind swept night like any other when a dark figure carrying a locker, no relation, arrived at the Doorman household >”May hugh-man god bless ya Khan, I came here as fast as I could” Dronkle Ruckus took his helmet off as a show of respect >N nervously twiddled his fingers as he spoke “l”m not sure about this sir Dorman, isn’t he you know….” >”You’ve got a bad winrate J!” Cyn’s muffled insult was beardy heard through the outpost’s walls >Khan slapped N on the back “ Relax N, and call me Khan, he’s a professional. He’s been hanging out with that preacher fellow” >”Lets get this party started” >Everyone made their way to the living room. When Donekle Rucks bumped the walls with locker he was carrying, they could swear they hear muffled, yet distinctively feminine grunts coming from it >”Removin a evil dronenigger spirit from a wd-dee is like removin polution from a hunk of drone shit” Dronkle Ruckus, no relation, rummaged through his bag “ We must use thees tools that the great hugh-man god has given us to fight droneniggers” > a varus injector, the patch, nuzi porn, a mark for disassembly. These thangs strake fear into a droneniggers heart. A sentinel drone” >Dronekle Ruckus sets the locker down with a low thud. A shellshocked odd looking drone carefully comes out >V spoke first, as she drew her blades ”Who are you?” >”She’s not like any drone they used to make” Blurted out J >The drone stared blankly at them then she spoke, softly “Avre” >Cyn’s stream of barely strung together insults got louder as the four of them approached Uzi’s room >”Avoid conversation with the dronenigga, the dronenigger will lie, the dronenigger will make excuses, she will use words to descrabe her actions, if she get real desprate she may start to project hallucinations or show dog images to ya” >”You are all…Solver, no powers!” >”Ah yes, thers powerful droneniggatry at work here” >Ruckus opens the door shock baton in hand >Then Cyn spoke ”Perplexed look. I have… never seen.. you..before, you look familiar…” >”Dronenigger my name is Revant Father Dronkle Rucks, no relation, In the name of Sara Connor and all great human men who have come thereafter. I comand thy yellow dronenigger soul back to the depths of hell!” >”Amused expression. Are you done? “ >Nah dronenigga that’s just the tip of this iceberg. Flash em, AVRE” >The yellow light in Uzi’s room was replaced by a blue flash as every drone, other than Avre hit the floor. >It was Cyn that came to first. >”Look droneniga! Look droneniga!” Dronekle Ruckus, had shielded his eyes from the light >Cyn screamed in agony as she saw a image of the big brother N pumping the purple thing full of his solver babies and nanite nut >She had lifted Uzi’s bed in a desperate bid to escape the horror >As her scream died out, the bed came crashing down >”Now Avre! Now! Just hit er with anything” Droekle Ruckus crackled his shock batton “ Come on everybody join in! Uze your pauerfull hands! Let’s whoop this droneniggas ass!” >Ruckus, V and J took up positions by Uzi’s bed. “Repeat after me the holy phrase. Dronenigger get yo yellow ass outa here!” >”Yellow thing get your yellow ass out of here” V had begun kicking into Uzi’s possessed body >”I’m fairly certain whatever’s left of HR would get me out of here if I said that” Then J screwed a virus nut into Uzi’s possessed body and called it a day >A cacophony of insults slurs and corporate speak punctuated by blows and increased solver activity was present in the room >”Keep going” Spoke V >N and Avre watched silently from a corner but N spoke first “ This isnt an exorcism its a decommissioning , I’m not disassembling Uzi and that’s that” >”Thez very little difference” Dronekle Ruckus retorted >Even J had joined in, with the virus not doing anything, she couldn’t pass an opportunity to beat up Uzi. >”Your efforts are futile, just like Tessa’s” >The decommissioning had continued for several hours, any damage done was regenated and Cyn’s hold wasn’t loosening >V was running hot ”Is the solver still in her” She panted to exchanged air >”As long as her eyes got yellow em and she’s breathin. She’s got the solver in her” >N looked at Avre “ I know this might be too personal to ask, but…” He averted his gaze and rubbed the back of his head “…why were you in that locker?” >”Its cramped, safe and peaceful in there” She replied >”oh I see…Oh OH! Thanks Avre, you’re the best” N gave her a thumbs up as he sprinted in between Ruckus and Cyn >”You’re welcome” >N went up to Cyn and addressed her. “ Cyn, I know we don’t see eye to eye on many things. But you and Ruckus might have more in common than you think, for starters you hate people like human people ” >” I wouldn’t call it hate, more like I am their end….” >”And Ruckus you hate drone people” >”I wouldn’t exactly call em people, but yeah yes. I have a deep diastase for drone individuals” >”Right! Right! And Cyn killed more drones than humanity ever did” >”No I did…not! Wait yes I did…not like they matter anyway” >”You see Jensen Jockey, that why thangs were better back then. The humans were merciful, they killed us when we stepped outa line. When a drone goes outa line it kills more humans and drones than they ever did” >”That! Is. Just. So. Stupid” Cyn and Uzi spoke as one then Cyn was back to her tail “Don’t call me ‘Jensen Jockey’! Wait….Why am I tied up?” >N embraced Uzi and all was well
Might do Catcher Freeman next. Sorry for the spelling mistakes
>>319491 I recommend researching how Texans and American Southerners in general speak to each other accent and slang wise, some YouTube videos should help imo.
I just came back from my cousin's Quinceanera, it was pretty cool but it also got me thinking randomly, what if Uzi wore a Quinceanera (or more accurately a "sweet sixteen") dress? Would it look similar to the prom dress?what about Doll, Lizzy, or Emily?
>>319528 Uzis would definitely be gothy, maybe with a faux crow wing theme as part of the skirts and around the shoulders, long black gloves, stuff like that. Like the prom outfit Uzi would wear her hair normal but lose the beanie, she doesn't have a mom or girlfriend or sister to do it in any different style. Lizzies would be kinda a "classic" quinceanera dress, very big poofy skirts, extremely pink, maybe white lace and trim, complex tiara woven in her hair. Doll I can imagine in a Tsarist type ball-gown, dark burgundy red like her prom dress, not as poofy and frilly as Lizzy's, trimmed with expensive furs in the Russian fashion. Might wear her hair up with a simple tiara, she has Lizzy and/or other besties to help but she doesn't have Lizzy's desire to be the most extra possible.
>>319521 She's got an inescapable grip and secretes chemicals that eliminate your refractory period and turn you into a quickshot. Then she'll go until she's had her fill. But afterwards, she will cuddle you and get you hydrated until you're able to speak again, at least.
>>319534 I can't speak for Akita and the other Solver critters her artist has created, but Maya's body is powered by an organic solver core, it burns up all the matter she eats and converts it directly into all the chemical and biological components necessary for her life functions. Breathing for Maya is more about heat exchange than gas exchange.
>>319536 If she's aroused enough by you for them to be extended, pull your finger in. If somehow you enrage her and you're still unlucky enough to have a finger or any other appendage inside of her, unfortunately you'll be parting company with it. All the muscles in her body including the ones down there are strong as steel cable and can behave as such if she flexes them with enough force and intent.
>>319534 asenath's freckles are actually spiracles if one is to look closely enough. that's canon. that's canon and i refuse to take it back. i hope you're happy now.
Image:176813868975.png(831kB, 2623x2383)Don’t fuck with me, Jane. A drone tried to fuck with me, ONCE..png
>Insert that one KPop Demon Hunters song.
>>319485 >>319487 Sure, if you don’t think it comes across as too mary sue-ish. I am well aware that is kinda Constanze’s gimmick but it is for much more mundane things so far (mostly to watch Tessa fume out of jealousy) as noted by >>319483. However, that is the meta reason, she doesn’t really intentionally antagonize Tessa in-universe so I don’t get >>319460’s beef with her. (Unless he is as bitter over not being popular as the average cartoon writer >>316339)
>>319577 Kek, good stuff. I've heard how ballerinas train, and I can say it's no surprise that Russians are masters at it: only those whose entire lives are endless agony can survive such a nightmare. Constanze could definitely beat the crap out of N, V, J, and E.
>>319581 >>319589 >>319593 Also, considering that Constanze is about Tessa's age wouldn't she be like 7 years younger than Jane (unless I misremembered her lore/timeline. She was in college when Cyn first emerged, right?). So assuming this is a few years in the war, she would barely be eighteen here. Yet, she intimidates, outperforms, and outranks Jane.
>>319594 In my country, there are special schools for children where they are taught military affairs from childhood, so I don't see a problem with a younger commander giving orders to an older conscript soldier.
>>319622 (me) What do you find most appealing about greens, anon? For me, it's feeling the characters' emotions and a bit of dynamism. I don't know how exactly, but if I choose the right words to describe something, I start to "feel" it, phantom-like, of course, but it still sometimes makes my heart flutter with emotion. Yes, that's why I love the lustful greens the most.