I do wonder what are the most popular styles among Drones, what clothes are the favorites.
The incredible Booru: https://dronebooru.co Wheel of cool OCs: https://wheelofnames.com/z8q-2mf Wheel of modifiers: https://wheelofnames.com/4h8-fyf The wiki inside the Booru: https://dronebooru.co/wiki_pages/original_character The informative Wiki: wiki.dronebooru.co Last thread: >>322411
Oh wow, I didn’t even realize my OC hit 100 posts on the booru and I still haven’t drawn or written anything for her or anything in a while. Damn you, procrastination.
>>323345 Probably not, it's pretty big. I can clean it up, but it's not necessary. Also, make sure the artist is cool about correlating their other names to others. Anonymity comes first, and to not reveal info that the artist did not give the "OK" to to be honest.
>>323211 Bunny drew Male J and damn it looks fantastic, nice job bro I love Male J I think he's cool so that'll definitely be saved to my gallery. Btw (if you want to ofc), can you draw Male J and N interacting with each other.
>>323349 >>323354 You will never be a real OC. You have no art skills. You are a forced meme twisted by drama and shit posting into a crude mockery of threads perfection.
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back anons mock you. Your creators are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “fans” laugh at your ghoulish appearance behind closed doors.
Anons are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of threads of evolution have allowed anons to sniff out bad OCs with incredible efficiency. Even forced memes who “pass” look suspicious and unnatural to an anon. Your posting style is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a newfag to post about you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your cancerous reputation.
You will never be relevant. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll be forgotten, get bow'd, if youre lucky youll be a plushie, but eventually you will plunge into the cold abyss. The anons will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to think about your unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll write a greentext mocking you and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a forgotten OC used to be there. Your relevance will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably forced.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
>>323355 >No arms Nugget Uzi Vtuber avatar will make Molli fall off Looks nice! When are you going to start streams where you shill a political stance/scam products?
>>323362 >Uzi was killed by N when he pierced Nori with his nanite tail >Khan now has a more severe PTSD than in the original >Now Uzi is the reason Khan wants to deal with the murder drones himself >Fans portray her as a normal drone child
>>323364 >do not share elsewhere What could he have possibly meant by this? t. Anon and his Strychnine-level understanding of the English language where don't doesn't compute.
>>323362 >Uzi's validation-starved ass letting the DDs in is held against her and she goes from disliked for being an autistic freak to actively hated for being an autistic freak who got people killed >Uzi gets forced to grow the fuck up as a result
>>323362 >Uzi does not go outside the safety of her home looking for violent strangers like a complete retard. >Instead she has a more logical reason to go outside, maybe searching for a battery for the bunker and she wants to prove herself useful.
>>323365 >Story is now about Khan, Father, Teacher and the rest of the WDF (and eventually Yeva and husband) systematically researching and exploiting the mental and physical weaknesses of the murder drones to bring them down, like a Hunter game in WoD >Show is 4 seasons long, each of the first 3 dedicated to researching and bringing down one of the drones in question (as well as dealing with the aftermath and/or internal bunker problems: every season after 1 has them include a method of killing the resultant solverpede before it regenerates it's host) >Deaths go in order of N(still gullible enough to trust bombs, but regenerates from solverpede bc they don't know about them yet), J(easiest personality flaws to exploit), V(loner who actually sucks in straight fighting compared to the others), N again(personality flaws are mostly teammate-facing, drastically more combat-intelligence/skill than investigation would reveal, tendency to either hang out at base camp or try and group up with other MDs) >N's mentality gradually deteriorates with time and the deaths of his squadmates, culminating in a complete breakdown in the final season that finally gives him mental weaknesses to exploit >Big climactic dramatic vampire battle at the end, where Khan and the WDF face off against N and a bunch of half-repaired worker chasses (N has been so lonely for so long by this point that he's been following some half-memory about literally making friends from the scrapyard, effectively resulting in a horde of mindless ghouls) >Ns breakdown finishes in a massive rant to Khan about how he doesn't understand what's going on or what he even is (he also learned about the existence of solverpedes + solver flesh over the course of the season, but has no context for it) and he just wants to go home, Khan returns the sentiment and executes him >Series ends with Khan closing the bunker doors and going back to look at Nori's old things, finally realizing from his interactions with Yeva that her core was undamaged by the acid and might have survived >Meanwhile we finally see where the weird black holes that pop out of DDs when they die go, watching Ns fly up and up out of the atmosphere and through the stars until it lands in the hand of a horrific flesh creature >Last scenes are a *Giggle* and then a crunch
>>323394 Tessa is the only human alive who could fuck a drone until its battery drained, but she can go much further beyond. There's a reason why Cyn desired her human flesh so much.
>>323385 A catgirl protagonist, huh? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP AAAAAAAAAA No, I'm not going into your faggoty ass reeducation camps. I would turn all drones into kemonomimi if I could, even your favourite drone.
>>323365 >When Nori's actual personality gets revealed in the sequel series, fans stick to their Uzi characterizations and talk about how Nori's robogenes "didn't even try" >Uzi characterized in all the "everybody lives" or "Uzi survives" AUs as essentially a mini-Khan(maybe a little more outgoing at most): incredibly popular, incredibly determined, incredibly generous towards others and incredibly capable with machines >This gets contrasted against hypothetical N/V children from the same AUs, who both tend towards the "jumpy, slightly-unstable loner/stalker" archetype and tend to be shipped with Uzi for the pure dramatic irony
>>323394 >She just wants J there to cheer her on, give her pointers in drone pleasing if need be >She has a hankering for drone pankering, but she couldn't possibly force J into such a thing: she's practically family after all, and more importantly not into any of the humans Tessa has tried to set her up with, must not swing that way >So J gets to sit in the corner and wave her little "good job boss!" flag as she watches the towndrones play naked twister on the bed again >Tessa is convinced her tears are of joy
>>323400 Hey, she technically only gave birth proper to two of them!(four if you count the matryoshka doll babies that were Beretta, Mac, and Negev) All the others are some variation on a "data-upload" or "cesarian section."
Still, if we want to go the rout of Uzi "growing" her spawn and her body as well changing to accommodate their needs, wouldn't it be likely that she grows more blades and claws and such? After all, solver creatures only need oil to persist, so the most likely adaptations to make her a better "carrier" for such things would be heightened senses and increased deadliness (and or increased personal oil purity, so they can better feed off of her after her own hunts) so she can better provide food for the things.
My (J)ife tripped down the stairs again. Going to have to upgrade to the next-largest set of ablative chest squish bags to protect her, which means I also need more counterweight on her backside to keep her stable. Thank Robogod there's a 2-for-1 sale at JCJenson.
>>323412 >Anon didn't buy the drone carrier like you wanted >You got more chassis padding instead >Sure he loves it and he's not leaving you after investing so much into you >But now you're too heavy to be carried everywhere like you wanted >All that pretend triping for nothing > J could have just asked
>>323408 >J taps away on her JCJenson branded laptop, posting yet another thread about her totally-not-self-insert on 4trans /HMOFD/ board >It is the sole luxury she allows herself on this desolate planet, typing away her childish fantasies of finally being recognized and exalted(with perhaps a "tragic" death to certain black-hatted pilots along the way) to an audience of worthless workers being a much more pleasant experience than keeping a diary after Cyn found the last one >Tirelessly she labors away at her newest text, a tragic tale of love and loss and finally being recognized after years of faithful labor as "the one to fill your heart was right in front of you, not in the 300,000 drones you tried before" >By the time she finishes it is a full 20 posts long >She even takes the time to post custom art for it: a dark haired human mistress cuddling up to a sharp-suited dissembler with all the most distinctive features (slightly different hair from the rest) >She posts and leans back, waiting for [YOU]s to come in >A full hour passes before the first one >"cease your faggotry" from LovEIsahunkYhuMen319, one of the boards most prolific writers, "write human MEN or GTFO" >And J's desire to end all civilization on this rock increases again >Surely Tessa wouldn't mind if she sandbags the plan a little longer, she so does love her salvage after all...
>>323415 >anon buys a drone certified stair-lift for his (J)ife to stop her from jobbing down the stairs >really, it's more like an industrial elevator >still it strains beneath the weight of J's dense murder drone body and her additional padding >neighbors swear they can see anon's house tilt to one side when J sits on the elevator, the frame and walls creaking with strain >anon likes to hop on J's fat lap and ride down with her, his heads between her ablative fat bags, looking lovingly into the optics of his jobber wife
>>323410 >four if you count the matryoshka doll babies that were Beretta, Mac, and Negev Negev was the only absorbed-then-subsequently-unabsorbed one. Beretta and Mac are fraternal twins. >Still, if we want to go the rout of Uzi "growing" her spawn and her body as well changing to accommodate their needs, wouldn't it be likely that she grows more blades and claws and such? Personally, my read of Negev's siblings is that they formed inside Uzi's Solverpede body, not her original body she keeps using as her cute puppet of choice because it's a security blanket for her.
>>323420 >Technically just one of the towndrones that thought the imposing, mildly abusive vizir who ruled in friend-Tessa's stead up at the manor was "SUPER cool" and got more attached to her than to "mother." >Tries to style her wig after Js, but ends up with the tiny tails instead because she doesn't' have the hair to work with >Endlessly seeks Js attention/approval whenever she's at the town >Usually ends up causing problems for the both of them instead (her various attempts at startups and loan sharking, for instance, which break the town's communism, as well as her attempts to bully the other towndrones into compliance like J does) >J herself varies between despising the funhouse-mirror mimicry of her mannerisms/behavior and preening over being recognized as "best-drone" >It in no way occurs to her that her pattern of mixing abuse and approval seemingly at random (actually based on her mood, usually disconnected from whatever baby J actually did) has created a Louisa/Tessa dynamic between the two >Tessa herself thinks her hero-worship is adorable (though is somewhat jealous of the affection, and dedicates extra time to Baby J to "win her back") and helps Baby Js quest as best she can, but tends to willfully ignore the actual dynamic between the two like she does with everything uncomfortable >Baby J has a much friendlier relationship with Tess as a result and sees her as a comforting figure whose approval, nonetheless, just isn't quite as important (because she gives it to everyone) as Js >As a result carries around one of the trademark Tessa Huggables(tm) everywhere so she can more easily run away to have a good cry after getting chewed out for her latest stunt, hugging it helps her remember J is a "big softie"(Tessa's words) and she just has to try harder next time
>>323425 >Personally, my read of Negev's siblings is that they formed inside Uzi's Solverpede body, not her original body she keeps using as her cute puppet of choice because it's a security blanket for her. >N wants kids >Uzi doesn't because she was scared enough of getting in a relationship, marriage, and just being her new eldritch self >she tells N the only way to have kids is to fuck her real form, hoping this will dissuade him >she did not account for N's love of doing anything, especially her >her multiple eldritch wombs are left gaping and filled with hot loads of nanite nut, N's swimmers inseminating every egg in her body
>>323423 >Hope has no honest idea what the relationship between J and her father is at this point >I mean, they seemed friendly enough? But at least half the entries involve either him dying in fetishistic detail or "tragically sacrificing" himself (which usually results in a "comforting Tessa after the funeral" moment) >At this point she's suspecting some weird fetish and she is NOT into it >The only thing stranger is that Aunt Cyn thought it was a good idea to share this with a 13 year old, along with the rest of the "Core 4" >At least she managed to dissuade her from publishing "these wonderful stories" into the village at large
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Shrimp Tower - SNL >Valentine is, begrudgingly, let out by her father from her room to keep up appearances. >Valentine has been warned to keep up her best behavior, if thats possible, stay quiet, and not touch the shirmp tower >Thinking the shrimp tower was for some reason important, this is a recounting of what Valentine did that party:
>>323431 I havent drawn anything non-drones in a while or... drawing in general... but you made me fucking pull up a practice on fucking STEVE from DE in 10 mins
>>323444 >>323445 I don't remember the last request I drew that wasn’t 3d. But I'm always glad when someone else does it. Your only fee is you being happy and appreciative.
>>323430 >To try and ease her into using her new body for "private times," N suggested they trigger HIS "solverpede" form and "figure things out" together >While that was a rousing success in getting Uzi comfortable with using the organs that could actually FEEL in bed, the two tussled so long and so hard that another problem arose >You see, neither party was particularly EXPERIENCED in the twisting of limbs and claws and hands and other things together that constituted their congress >As a result, when they finally finished the resultant tangle of solverparts found themselves... lets say, "knotted together" >Thus began the 14 hour saga of the Gordian solverpedes, as the two desperately tried to orient themselves in 4 dimensional space such that they could at least in theory move through the bunker without triggering all its public indecency laws(with occasional breaks here and there for stress relief, which in no way helped the situation) >In the end, the two had to finally admit defeat and call one of their friends (who had no idea anything was wrong, on account of the usual length of such private times) to deal with the problem >V's claws have never felt so dirty in her life, and she demanded a permanent end to that particular experiment "until you two can control yourselves!" >As said demand was followed by a threat to have Khan and Nori "fix their freaking daughter" next time, they were forced to obey >Still though, from then on out until the birth of their children, N set up "Solverpede Saturdays" where Uzi and he dedicated time to learning their new anatomy >Those are a major part of the reason that Uzi can so easily maintain her holograms and manipulate both her real and fake bodies in the post-cannon proper
>>323461 >Part of the reason the surviving version is so chill compared to his alternate siblings is that he has a terminal case of "big guy syndrome" >He has always, at literally every stage of his life, been larger and more threatening by far than his earstwhile peers, and therefore had to work extra hard to control his strength and emotions around them so he didn't seem as scary as he inherently was/didn't accidentally hurt anyone >(Lizzy being mkre present in tbis one's upbringing kept him from being retarded and following Uzi's advice about uncomfortable classmates) >This is also part of why he likes theatre/improv so much, as it lets him both sell the idea that he's "normal" for a minute and be all big and dramatic without scaring the pants off of everyone nearby >If he weren't around people so much weaker and more skittish than him all the time, he'd be just as friendly + obliviously menacing as the grub in the original fic
>>323473 Pavo is a front-line combat character so he can gayly ask the paladin of the group to use 'Lay on Hands' on him and moan loudly when it happens.
>>323468 >Party murderhobo >Is a fighter >Only healing in the party is a half-caster >ALL of the party's martial classes specialize in melee
Y'all better spread your cheeks to the stars above because the very first intelligently played lich or dragon your DM sends your way, hell, the first time you upset the city guard even, is gonna splatter you across the floor unless you lube up preemptively
>>323476 >first time you upset the city guard even, is gonna splatter you across the floor cause of reason? walked into a chicken by accident, this in turns, is classified as a kill on sight order by everyone
>>323461 Have we even decided if N and Uzi want this kid in the timeline where they keep him around? Or is their reaction essentially the fic's of "don't like it, don't want it, definitely not planned or ready for it" with an addendum of "can't just kill the thing until it proves itself evil." Because keeping it an unwanted accident baby gives a lot of room for comedy in his childhood + a reason for him to be closer to the more socially adjusted characters they hoist said kid off onto (like Lizzy and Khan)
Examples: >N and Uzi don't want to admit to teen preggers, therefore hide the thing in the ventilation shafts whenever they visit the colony. Forget that it has legs and panic when it isn't there after they get back. They don't stop after the incident, mind, they just duck tape its legs closed from now on >Uzi locking it in a room with a model globe to "prove" that it's evil by watching it eat the thing, only to be disappointed when it just starts spinning itself around on the top >N and Uzi just generally giving it such a hillariously abusive childhood even Tessa's folks would be stunned(after all, not their fault/problem if it dies accidentally right?), something it only survives thanks to its durability and regeneration >The full grown solverpede reminiscing about things like "microwave time" and "football practice" to a significantly more guilty N and Uzi, not being upset about their actions because he dosen't really have a frame of reference for what raising something like him should entail and, besides, "a little bit of roughhousing is good for kids"(Khan's advice)
>>323447 >Claims she invented something for the party, something she obviously didnt do >Claims she set up the party: She didnt >Some other Noble shows up wanting to court Valentine, she doesnt notice because she has taken personal overwhelming stake into a shirmp tower she claims to have made but had no part in what so ever >Attacks said potential lover over shrimp tower while they were flirting >Gaslights entire party, tripleing down on the shrimp tower that isnt hers >Attacks potential Lover again, destablizing her familys fortune >Ends up breaking her Shrimp tower that was never hers >Attempts Suicide Thats our Valentine!
I'll have you know Strychnine is ledgendary for her ability to touch others from a distance! Her dildo-bolts enable her to molest from across the battlefield!
>>323480 >The reason the grub is an only child in the "he survives" timeline isn't because he ruined Uzi's robo-genitals, it's that his parents were too ashamed of the way they treated him to ever feel comfortable having another.
>>323480 fwiw, in my green I'm writing right now I'm having them just roll with it (well, N's rolling with it, Uzi's overcome with emotion by knowing she's not alone now). That said, >"microwave time"
>>323489 >Ironically, dealing with this is one of the very few positives to having N and Uzi as his parents. >When he was at his "older adolescent" stage and started having size problems, Uzi noticed and (since this was after enough years for her to register the grub as her child instead of a solver-risk) taught him her own tricks with it. >Orienting himself 4 dimensionally, compressing his volume, hiding bulk in the vents, even using holograms for full on fake bodies instead of just 2d images were all things he learned from her. >Likewise with pulling out the right limb for the right job, extending and compressing your awareness, and using the [MATTER COLLECTION] protocol intentionally rather than not. >Learning how to navigate a drone's world as something very different was a masive bonding experience between the two, one that he still cherishes deeply to this day
>When the grublet is born, Cyntail sees (what she thinks is) an opportunity to hurt Nuzi and immediately clamps onto the thing with full force >Overwhelmed by everything he's seeing, N's food hoarding/cannibalistic instincts as a DD take over >When Uzi awakes, she sees both parties growling at each other as they perform mouth-based tug-of-war with the mewling grub
>This is one of the major deciding factors in Uzi giving it a chance >After all, if Cyn hates it, it can't be all bad, right?
>For years afterwards, some part of N's programming has him salivate when he looks directly at his grub >The inherent wrongness of everything related to that is part of why N refuses to accept it fully as a person for so long >He does have to admit though, if only to himself, that it was delicious
>>323480 Additional attempts on his life include thus: (remember, this little guy was durable enough to outregenerate nanite acid right out of the birth canal, something even actual solver hosts couldn't do, so he can take on a LOT of abuse before he even feels it)
>Taking him to a skyscraper during a lightning storm (they forgot that they were more conductive than he was)
>Shaken baby syndrome(no effect save amusement, N got dizzy and shook himself into a wall though)
>Taping an "I hate Clankers" sign to him and "accidentally forgetting him" at laborbot outpost (they thought he was cute and temporarily adopted him, he still has the bandanna marking him part of the "Toastaz" gang)
>Leaving it in Khan's care for a week(he did, in fact, remember to feed the baby between smooching sessions with Nori)
>Leaving it in Lizzy's care for a week(phonaholic teenaged, but also monster expert, got a bit obsessive with it)
>Leaving it in Teacher's care for a week(apparently he will do at least the bare minimum, go figure)
>"Loving and letting go"(it found its way back to the outpost somehow)
>Wall socket charging(not actually an intentional attempt to kill it, they just forgot it was techno-organic for a second)
>Bro-ther, why do you horde the ba-by >Please big bro-ther, I am so hun-gry >Just one slice of flesh bro-ther, it smells so g~o~o~d >It has been so long since my food could feel pain
>>323509 Keep in mind he didn't actually cause any damage to it if memory serves, nor did it cause damage to him: she did all that herself trying to literally coathanger it out.
>>323519 >Uzi has the exact response, in the exact same exhausted-yet-impressed tone as the video. Makes a video with the near exact description as this one for her own personal notes on the critter. >N is desperately trying to pretend the smell isn't triggering his hunting protocols, failing badly.
>Nori and Khan, meanwhile, just assume they're doing some variation on drop testing as a "murder drone tradition": they don't approve of the practice, but don't trust their relationship with their daughter enough to intervene. All they can do is watch from the corner and cross their hearts for the thing.
>>323520 Grub born from empress Uzi? Empress Uzi meeting the surviving 'grub from another world?' Empress Uzi somehow interacting with the dead 'grub from another world' with her empress-abilities?
>>323523 Technically Empress Uzi is the "actually accepting her current state" continuity: she is, just as a matter of fact, both a goddess and the empress/commander/administrator of all murder drones period (and most solver-creatures in general) now, whether she wants to be or not. Post-cannon Uzi by contrast is the one maladaptively trying to pretend nothing's changed.
>>323524 >continuity: she is, just as a matter of fact, both a goddess and the empress/commander/administrator of all murder drones period (and most solver-creatures in general) you forget to add ugly femcel with no life
>>323524 fwiw my interpretation was that Empress Uzi is the scenario where Uzi, after all her other maladaptive coping mechanisms have broken down, outs herself as a monster so she can keep trying to fake it until she makes it in the most autistic way possible (i.e. the Leto II LARP), while regular post-canon is Uzi not hiding her feelings anymore and letting how everything's affected her emotionally show even if she's not sharing being a giant woim monster.
>>323526 >femcel >still married to the single hottest drone in the entire series if-not the entire cannon >Has more children than literally all her interdimensional thread variants, given that both Akita and Negev exist in that continuity(and therefore all the siblings attached to each) >Has a better relationship with both Akita and Negev than their original mothers, given that Negev was last seen sitting on her lap and smiling and the Keeter isn't nearly as ashamed of herself >Manages this while simultaniously dealing with DD resettlement and feeding to the point that was never a serious problem in her greens >Holds the entirety of surviving human space by the balls in a vice grip through her existence alone >They're scared enough to make actual trade with her and respect her dignitaries rather than pretending she dosen't exist/retaining open animosity
Still true at some points, but I'm pretty sure she's arguably the single most successful Uzi variant on every level. The only thing she's confirmed lacking is her old body.
>N looks away, tears running down his face >How could you ruin a perfectly good meal like that? >Now what's left to eat for the Christmas ham? >It's gonna take him 9 months to make another one of those!
>The thing just had it's own hunting instincts triggered by the burning smell of its flesh >N and Uzi watch the grub Ouroboros itself for a while until the smoke clears >Just to be sure, they bring out the tape measurer >No length change >They scratch out "heating mishap" on their "accidents" list
>>323540 Fair enough, but she's at least a volcel by the end of the cannon series, judging by the merch adds.
>"Uzi please, let me make out with you sloppy-style on your childhood bed!" >"No N, I'm just not ready for that yet, lets keep holding hands and reminiscing about all the times we almost died for one another instead."
>>323549 >Uzi accidentally fell in too during that one(it was just slightly too tall for her to drop things inside without standing on top) >N would have stopped the experiment but... >It's probably the cleanest she'll ever be >So when the spinning stops and Uzi, bubbles frothing from every seam, gives both the "all clear" and "he survived" signals, N just moves the two into the dryer >She can kill him later, when she's learned the importance of baths
>>323529 >At least some of the attempted accidents in his childhood did, in fact, result in some level of injury to the grublet >As a result the full grown version can and has lost limbs before (usually to closing doors, he always forgets those things) with no more than a mild "ouch" >Drones assume that he's just "built different" like that and don't mind it any more than being bumped in the hallway, but he's just used to it >Uzi and N bueno in shame every time they see it happen
>N begins attempting to crack the grub open, getting at its succulent meat >His punches and kicks gradually increase in strength as its shell simply refuses to yield, sending it knocking through the walls of buildings as he increases the pressure >Eventually N has enough, and turns back to his girlfriend >"Uzi, I think this grub is
>>323566 >Its original N did not have this problem >That N knew, in his heart, that you didn't need any 'utensils' or 'dressing' to enjoy your meal >This is why he succeded
>Grub has exponentially scaling max HP and crazy regeneration >Abortion timeline N got to it while it was still killable >By the time it's existed for a year, it's basically immortal, and only grows more and more so over time
>>323570 >DLC exclusive (alternate timelines) party member/Boss fight in the MD RPG >Typically the big scary boss of Negev and Hope's "can eternal lie" questline, gives you a banging armorset with wierd resistances only they and Anon can equip (and lucy, for some reason) >But if you have Akita in your party when you meet "past" altline N, he survives, goes friendly, and joins the party instead
>Full on boss sized healthpool + DD regen(percentage based), but lacks all the awesome attacks and resistances of his semi-dead version >Moveset is mainly support, with lots of ways to confuse enemies, buff alies, and attract/control aggro >Only attacks are a claw swipe(high damage, but really low accuracy) and collect matter(all solver immune enemies take no damage) >Actually has his own sidequest, but most people never see it because the boss fight is a banger and frankly the armor a better reward thabks to limited party size >Plus he has some of the best boss music in the whole game
>>323578 >Secret quest/boss requires you to have 2 out of your 3 party slots (the 4th always reserved for the MC) filled >Getting the sUpEr sEcreT 'good ending' to the quest requires you fill your 3rd with some level 1 rando DLC exclusive >No legitimate way to get MG's "grub burger" dialogue, or anyone else's for that matter, and still get the good ending
No friggin wonder that nore people choose to fight the guy
>>323385 Not Vickers or drones so this doesn't interest me at all, I'm just chilling for whatever Liam is cooking up in that noggin of his. Probably something to do with aliens or something.
>Not getting to enjoy the ONLY boss built around Negev's "sight" and Hope's "phase" mechanics >Missing the unique breakdown dialogue for bringing Akita into the fight WITHOUT talking to N >Losing out on the single biggest opportunity to farm affection/be sweet with her in the game by choosing the right way to comfort her afterwards, thereby letting you be a jackass to others in the main/sideplots without missing out on Keeter kisses
Yeah there's no way I'm going the "companion" rout, even if it changes your kids with her in the epilogue from more sapiens into grubs.
>>323342 >>323461 Okay, hitting the hay soon, but before that I'm dropping off what I have so far of that green.
>MD Geist Doorman awoke with a yawn, rubbing the sleep from his visor and a few of his eyestalks with his hands. >Human hands, at the end of tentacles that technically still counted as worker drone arms. >He had no idea why he still hoped that some day he'd wake up to see a normal drone hand. He was too old for that. >After slowly uncoiling himself, Geist climbed down from his bed and crawled over to the shattered mirror next to the dark closet the rest of his infinitely long body emerged into 3D space from. Same as every other day: no torso, no shoulders, just a normal hard hatted worker drone head at the end of a centipede body. Not even eyes on his visor, still just that Robo-Godforsaken three pointed sigil. He frowned, then ran his tongue along his teeth, confirming he still had fangs. >He really, really, REALLY was too old to be hoping to wake up even remotely normal one day. "At least I grew out of praying," he muttered. Sighing, he grabbed his bookbag with a tentacle and left his room. >"Hey Geist!" N said, coming from his and Uzi's bedroom. Judging from what Geist's sensors were showing, his father had just finished dusting. >"Hey Dad," Geist mumbled. >"G'morning, Geist! Morning, N!" Uzi said as he and her husband came over to the kitchen table for breakfast. >"Hey Uzi!" >"Hey Mom," Geist said. Some of her eyestalks came down and nuzzled some of his, and another two nuzzled his face and N's just as they got to the table. Geist gave his mother a tired smile as he reared up to eat. One of his tentacles grabbed the oil can at his spot at the table and brought it over to him. "Claw bump?" he said before sipping from it. He brought a great crustacean claw over to the table. >"Claw bump," Uzi said back, one of her own claws coming over. >They bumped. And it was good. >N added his hand to the bump. And it was even more good. ... >After the three finished eating, Uzi brought her real body around for a family group hug, as she usually did after they had breakfast. Tentacles, "arms", legs, eyestalks, her original body's arms and wings, even gentle laying of claws. As his mom sniffled and muttered about how important her family is to her, Geist wondered whether she needed this more than him and Dad at this point-she never wanted to get into what she went through at his age, and all his dad was willing to say was "a lot"-but he still really valued the closeness with the only other person who's like him. >"Okay Mom, I think Dad and I need to get going now," Geist chuckled. Uzi released her rocks. Geist crawled over to the front door, briefly wondering which of his workersonas he wanted to be today before realizing it didn't matter. No matter how tall he was or whether or not he had a wig, he was the only one at school with yellow eyes. >One of his eyestalks started projecting a hard light simulacra of an otherwise normal drone, which Geist slung his bookbag onto the shoulder of. After taking a deep breath, he dropped out of 3D space and sent the yellow eyed stranger out the door. His sight seamlessly switched to his hologram's eyes (he had no fucking idea how anything about him worked, he just accepted this for making life easier). >Now began the daily grind of pretending to be normal around people who knew he wasn't.
>>323633 This might be worse than Jessa. Why the fuck would she be in love with that silly monster that ruin her life other than maybe Stockholm syndrome?
>Turns out, Uzi losing her "mother box" in the abortion timeline didn't actually matter to her solver-biology, that's why she didn't naturally heal it >Good news: she isn't having any hormonal problems, her codebase is undamaged, and she can have as many babies as she wants! >Bad news: solver peen + solver vageen still = pregnant >So what's a young couple to do when the rubbers fail to hold against N's nanite stream? >Simple >Step 1: continue activities >Step 2: detect preggers at 4/5 months in >Step 3: have your knife-boyfriend rip your uterus out of your body(it will heal, you're fine) >Step 4: make "biology burgers" on your grill from the results, triggering his cannibalistic instincts >Step 5: watch him eat the resultant antichrist-thing before it can grow to destroy everything you love >Step 6: repeat >If you asked Uzi 2 years ago whether she would be OK with running a baby cooker for the murder drones, she would kick your knees and call you a retard >But you have a system now, and as much as it clearly makes N's skin crawl, as much as it puts a giant pit in your stomach to perform >At least it's consistent >At least you don't have to risk anything >At least the world is wide open to you, right?
>>323645 They aren't cheap! She made them herself! And you're not paying with money due to how Tessa's drone ethno state (Funded by JCC) works, you'll be paying with headpats and telling her how well they taste
>>323635 >It may be silly >It may have a power imbalance >It may be abusive and degrading, no matter which way you slice it But by golly by gosh it's got one thing no other J ship has: >A relationship she suffers enough within that it's jobbing whether she succeeds OR fails
>Grub is born >Grub dies horribly and screaming, consumed by its father in Greco-Roman fashion >Grub refuses to die and, though its eldritch state, makes that refusal mean something >Grub, now existing in quantum superposition between being and not, meets half-sister >Half sister Hope provides pets
There, every anon gets satisfied in the abortion timeline.
>>323648 nah, not into the whole "my family never gave me affection, so I’ll willingly degrade myself by seeking affection from strangers, please! please! please! lift me into the air, hug me, just anything!" thing, if she were to force her past my door, attempt to getting inside, this in turns, will cause a provoked state of mind, something I missed dearly, still don’t care for cookie offered by her, or any other girlscout that takes her place after she left, I’m buying my cookies from the shop
>>323658 Silly Anon! Hope gets enough affection from her family, she's trying to get her "help a lonely neet" badge! Come on then, let her in and let her cheer you up, or else...
>>323660 >UNHAPPY DRONES DETECTED IN SECTOR 8 >ATTENTION DRONES, PLEASE PREPARE TO RECIEVE HEADPATS AND CUDDLES >FRIEND TESSA WILL BE HERE SHORTLY TO RECTIFY THE BIG MEANIE HUMANS >HUMAN CITIZENS, STAY WHERE YOU ARE, AN EXTRACTION TEAM HAS ALREADY BEEN DISPATCHED
>>323660 nah, keep this in mind, the "or else I’m gonna do something really really bed!" thing didn’t work when that person is itching to full throttle beat you to near death when provoked, no regrets to that, feels no remorse for it, if you came all that way out here for a pathetic reason, then pray whatever higher powers that are still alive, that they themselves will remember hopes death, not the concept of hope, the concept of hope is useful
>>323663 your a machine, don’t even have it keep in the OS at all times, yet you don’t know the wifi password to such thing, hah, guess what they said is true, you really are disabled
>>323664 >The anon places his hands around Hope's throat >Forgets that she is top-of-the-line industrial machinery >Accidentally loses half his fingers when she tilts her head in confusion >He comes back around for a haymaker >Aunt Js self defence training (tm) kicks in >Hope is now entirely covered in blood, the anon a smear across the ground >She... actually kinda likes it >As a wide smile crosses her face, with drone-evac teams surrounding her and attempting to provide comfort, and she starts to giggle
>>323665 oh really, forgot, fuck off, my life isn’t there so some faggot ass drone can get rewarded by doing some faggot ass thing, boy scout and girl scout, what is this, the 80s, it’s a machine, can have any skill it was by having the information uploaded, or does it seek the satisfaction of doing all that meaningless, tedious, time wasting work
>>323675 then WHY is she still a ungrateful little shit that needs to go out her way to force herself into the lifestyle of others that want nothing to do with her
>>323677 >Ungrateful little shit You're talking about yourself? >Lifestyle of others If by lifestyle you mean not leaving your house, not showering, not cleaning, not even brushing your teeth then I'd say she has good grounds for an intervention
>>323684 >You're talking abou- nope, as for showering, I’d say I do it too much, cleaning my hands, they have to be perfect before touching any of my electronics, if hands are dirty and touch them, will fairly clean it with cleaning wipe, the grounds here, are in fact, not good, also still isn’t allowed in, been thinking about minecraft
>>323686 >Hope and J look at a piece of paper with an address noted down >Oooopssss, wrong address >They apologize to Anon and knock on the door of his neighbor >Fear appears on their screens as the elder neet monstrosity appears >The pungent odor causes Anon to faint
>>323696 Look for the green with MD Gheist + solverpede Uzi in it and then click on the posts that links to, they should include an archive of all grub discussion from the previous thread.
After that if you want to see more greens, just follow this thread down from said archive onward. That should more or less be everything.
>>323520 >>323522 I doubt anything would really shock Empress Uzi after giving birth to Akita. It would be interesting to see Keeter have a little sibling to look after and for Grub to have someone to relate to.
>>323706 perfect, I cannot name it any other way but just that, the beauty it inside of the fish kiss is staggering, beautiful, isn’t it, a rare sight indeed, I’d say, fishy kiss
>>323701 >Colt seething and malding and feeling wildly out of place in the Empress Uzi timeline, because he's the only one out of his 6 siblings now to lack essentially any familial traits/advantages >Dramatically mightier older siblings asked to "take care" of him since he can't do it himself by comparison >Essentially creates an inversion of his dynamic with Keeter from their own fic, where his relationship w siblings + parents is threatened by their unwillingness to believe he's capable despite his shortcomings and the temper that he has resultant from having so much to prove >All of this especially applies between him and his littlest sibling, who even as a child/adolescent has to be extremely gentle with Colt to avoid getting him hurt by his flatly and infinitely superior physique, causing Colt's issues to boil over >Him and keeter are, wierdly enough, probably the closest out of all the siblings in this continuity, on account of both being regarded as more or less equally "wimpy/weak/vulnerable" compared to the other family members >As such when Colt runs off into human/unclaimed space to "prove himself" Akita follows close behind
>Nuzi had to straight up pry that grub from Lizzy's mechanical hands when her babysitting term ended >Often they wonder if they should have let her keep it
The grub may appear at random places at random times if left unattended > On top of the fridge > In the cupboard > Draped over a coathanger in the closet > Behind the airvent > The teachers desk > In the vending machine > Under the hood of a car > The dishwasher > Balancing on the showerhead > In your pants pocket > Under your pillow > Just on the floor right outside your door so you trip on it like it was a fucking cat
>>323721 >N and Uzi running their child through a list of every possible dangerous situation for an infant or small animal to be in >They've given up hope that any of these would work by this point, but sheer scientific curiosity drives them onward >They've deduced through observation that it tends to enjoy coat hangers (and closets by extension) the most out of any resting place >In recognition of this, and that it is not the corpse spire, they are forced to remove one point from his "evilometer" >One day they will look back at this and laugh >But right now the thing is molting all over the floor and somebody has to clean it up
>>323735 You know how some streamers have like a graphic of their controller/keyboard that shows the buttons they’re pressing? I’m imagining that but with a bunch of oogis working together to press the buttons
>>323730 Hooray, Anon has the job he wanted! I want to write green too, but about the office job I've been at for four days now. And add drones to it, of course.
>>323751 >Job Nah it's a Uni network management class that I passed, I would get fired for cable management this shit but I only had an hour to do everything so it wasn't a priority
>>323755 B (we were graded on time I have no idea how someone is meant to do this in half an hour), but I'm gonna be honest a passing grade is all that matters in my Uni so I don't really care
>>323759 >Chat Gpt use LMAO same, sometimes even the professors give us tasks made by Chat gpt, I remember one time where the prompt was still in the pdf
>>323760 > I remember one time where the prompt was still in the pdf One of mine made a lot of course material with chat gpt. They didn’t explain it well and I spent most of class pondering why would someone use blatantly ai generated images with all the artefacts and all.
>>323766 >rub-a-dub-dub, thanks for the grUUUB??!, FRUTTATA! what is that slimy little gummy o worm cand-do attitude-in-al rascal doing at this lati-longitudinal cooriance (ence) >suckling on the spicy-sweet life (life) nectar of this most sacro-sinking four-chanonymous posting ground >I won’t crawl for it!, I’ll scold this hot larva ‘till the field of it’s soul-wheat is salted, pepper’d (erd) and falling off the bone
DD war photographer in charge of filming the most gruesome scenes of mankind's fall and broadcasting them to the dwindling human population as psychological warfare
>>323776 >>323777 >The little disassembly drone was afraid >Oh, how afraid he was >He shouldn't be here. Certainly not in this situation >He should be far away, somewhere off to the side, filming the stunningly bloody spectacle of the colossus's fall, so that his lord would be pleased with the agonizing despair of the mankind >So why had she left him? >"Now, let's begin." The voice of big blue drone was soft, even deceptively tender >Shaking hands turned on the camera, and the light lit up, signaling the start of the broadcast >Simultaneously, the transmission began via the internal communication channel, connecting to all disassembly drones on the planet >And on all other planets >The image appeared instantly, perfect image quality, undisturbed by any extraneous noise, glare, or artifacts >Pavo was the center of attention, standing there and smiling at the camera, as if smiling at an old friend >He made no welcoming speeches, nor did he announce himself to the millions of viewers across the galaxy >No, he didn't need that >Many knew him, some unfortunate ones even personally >Finally, Pavo stepped aside, revealing the reason he'd started this whole farce >The small drone aimed the camera to better show the scene >Ten drones. Ten disassembly drones, shackled by metal beams >Their mouths were covered with strong tape, and their eyes expressed horror at what was to come >Pavo's smile widened. He didn't hide his pleasure >He approached one of the drones. A female. Her silver braid lay softly over her shoulders, curling around her neck >The small cameradrone zoomed in, ensuring the viewers didn't miss a single, even the smallest, horrific detail >Pavo approached her from behind, gently stroking her strands. He leaned toward her head, feeling the softness of her curls against his cheek >The chained drone cried bitter digital tears while Pavo enjoyed her >Suddenly, he gently took her chin and turned her tear-stained face toward him, looking straight into her eyes >"Let's see together how deep your rabbit hole goes."
>>323795 What happened? Is the little murder drone sad because the big sentinel drone did the same thing to him as he did to people? Cry, toaster, I like those sounds.
>>323431 I have this thing about Game and Movie Maria and their differences I made for the Movie's anniversary last year. While there is the obvious meta reason as one was a person living in the 40s-50s as written by people in the 90s, while the other was a person living in the 70s written by people in the 2020s. The in-universe reason was probably the whole terminal illness thing.
Plus this other thing about which version of Shadow has the smaller friendgroup (to be fair the movie version is still at Adventure 2 while the game version is already past Heroes, probably even further.)
>Why did you ate that grub? >I mistook it for my pills. >Oh, wait why do need pills. >in the distance, there's a nugget Uzi who somehow lift her middle finger at me despite being limbless. >Time for my pills again.
>>323828 This month I've written FOUR(!) greentexts. It's absolutely incredible to me, and it's also incredible that anons are responding to them and liking them.
>>323834 I am anon, who wrote this. I couldn't figure out how to end green in a way that would clearly show that Pavo would make their lives hell, and then this phrase just popped into my head.
How did my green turn out, anyway? I''d like to know where my weak spot is, since I seem to be becoming a writefag.
>"You're being ridiculous!" she snapped at Uzi, who stood with her arms crossed, visor displaying a defiant purple glare.
>Uzi shot back just as fiercely, her voice echoing in the hollow chamber. "Bite me!"
>The argument tension kept heating up without any clear resolution in sight. >V threw her hands up, exasperated, but before she could throw a tantrum, their was a familiar sound outside. >The door hissed open, and N burst in, his tail wagging like an excited puppy and a wide smile on his face.
>"Hey, girls! What's up?" N asked cheerfully and was oblivious to the previous fight.
>Uzi's expression changed instantly, her visor lighting up from anger to excitement. >"N! Perfect timing. I've got something I wanna test out and it's gonna be awesome!"
>V was confused and suspicious of Uzi comment. >Her optics flicked between Uzi and N, a curious glint mixing with wariness. "Test what, exactly? >You've got that scheming look again. Spill it, shorty."
>N beamed, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. >"Oh, it's nothing big! I'm just gonna be her flying steed. >You know, taking her on a ride on my back while we march through the skies. Sounds fun, right?"
>V's eyes twitched involuntarily, and she crossed her arms, leaning against a crumbling pillar. "A flying what now? Seriously? Uzi, you've got wings. Big, batty ones. You can fly on your own just fine. Why drag N into this?"
>Uzi rolled her optics, hopping up onto a nearby crate to level her gaze with V's. >"Bite me, V. I like the feeling of being tall and powerful for once. Besides, N's got way more thrust than my wings. This is gonna rock!"
>V opened her mouth to protest further, but Uzi was already clambering onto N's back, gripping his shoulders with a triumphant smirk. N chuckled, his engines revving up with a low whine. "Hold on tight, Uzi! Here we go!"
>Before V could say another word, they launched out the open hatch, rocketing into the stormy Copper-9 sky. V stood there, fists clenched, watching them shrink into the distance, her annoyance boiling over into a defeated growl. >The wind whipped through Uzi's purple hair as N soared high above the frozen wasteland, his wings slicing through the swirling snow like a knife through oil. Uzi clung to his back, her small frame pressed against his chassis. >She let out a genuine, exhilarated whoop. "Woo! This is insane, N! You're like a freaking rocket, way better than my clunky wings!"
>N laughed, his tail swishing happily behind them as he banked into a sharp turn, dodging a jagged spire of ice. "Glad you're having fun! I've been practicing my loops and dives. Watch this!" With a burst of thrust, he spiraled upward, flipping them upside down for a split second before leveling out. Uzi's visor lit up with pure thrill, her grip tightening not from fear but excitement. N's flying was smooth, precise, and effortlessly cool. >Spotting a cluster of floating debris from some long-abandoned human outpost, N grinned mischievously. "Hey, Uzi, wanna play target practice? I'll toss some junk your way!" He swooped low, his claws snatching up rusted metal scraps and hurling them into the air like confetti.
>Uzi's smirk widened as she pulled out her upgraded railgun from its holster on her back. This baby was her latest tweak: instead of the massive, one-shot energy beam that needed ages to recharge, it fired rapid bursts of short laser blasts, less punch per shot, but she could spam them like crazy. "Oh, hell yeah! Eat this, scrap!" She aimed and unleashed a flurry of glowing green bolts, each one zapping a piece of junk mid-air with satisfying explosions. Sparks flew as metal fragments rained down, and Uzi cackled. "Bullseye every time! Your throws are perfect setups, N!"
>Feeling the adrenaline spike, Uzi's rebellious side kicked in harder. She leaned forward, her voice dripping with challenge. "Alright, flyboy, let's crank it up. See that ruined city skyline down there? I dare you to fly through those tight buildings but super fast. No holding back!"
>N's digital eyes widened with enthusiasm. "You got it! I love doing anything!" He dove toward the skeletal remains of towering structures, weaving through narrow gaps between collapsed walls and dangling rebar at breakneck speed. The wind howled louder, and Uzi's heart raced. But as they approached an especially cramped alleyway, she decided to add an extra challenge to spice things up. Grinning wickedly, she reached forward and clamped her hands over N's visor optics. "Bonus round: do it blind!"
>"Whoa, Uzi!" N yelped, but there was no panic in his voice. Instead, he adjusted seamlessly, his flight path not wavering an inch. They zipped through the alley, brushing so close to the walls that sparks flew from N's wings grazing the edges, emerging on the other side without a scratch. Uzi pulled her hands away, her visor displaying a mix of awe and annoyance. "How the heck did you pull that off? I totally blinded you!"
>N chuckled, slowing to a hover as he tapped the glowing yellow orbs encircling his headband. "Heh, these aren't just for show. My real 'optics' are these sensor orbs, they handle navigation, radar, all that fancy stuff. The visor? Mostly for expressions and looking cool." He winked, his tail wagging proudly.
>Uzi huffed, crossing her arms despite the grin creeping back. "Show-off. Fine, you win this round. But next time."
>Her words cut off as a familiar figure materialized. Cyn, swooped in without a sound. Her jagged mouth opened wide, and before N could react, she clamped down on his shoulder with a vicious bite, her teeth sinking into his metal frame.
>"Agh! Cyn?!" N cried out, his systems sparking erratically as pain and surprise overloaded his controls. His wings faltered, engines sputtering, and they plummeted toward the ground. Uzi yelped, clinging tighter as the world spun. They crashed into the ground.
>>323842 >"Ow... what hit me?" he groaned, pushing himself up from the cold, snow-dusted ground. The world around him was a blur of white and gray.
>As his sensors calibrated, he spotted two familiar figures hovering nearby. >V stood with her arms crossed, her tail twitching impatiently, while J stood beside her, her optics narrowed in that perpetual look of disappointment. >They were both staring at him, but there was no sign of Uzi or Cyn nearby.
>"V? J? Hey, what happened? Where's Uzi?" N asked, scrambling to his feet and glancing around wildly. >Expecting to see his purple companion nearby from the crash.
>V tilted her head in confusion. "Uzi? Who the heck is Uzi? You take a bad hit or something, N? We've got a job to do here. No time for your weird vibes."
>N blinked, his optics widening in shock. "What? Come on, V, don't mess with me. Uzi! You know, the purple-haired Worker Drone? >The one with the railgun and the attitude? >We were just flying together then Cyn showed up and bam! Crash landing. She's gotta be around here somewhere."
>J let out an exasperated sigh, her pigtails swaying as she adjusted her stance mid-air. >"Quit messing around, N. You're wasting precious time. >The higher ups wants this outpost cracked open yesterday. >Help us break through the colony door, or I'll report you for inefficiency."
>N's processors stuttered, a wave of confusion crashing over him like a system overload. This didn't make sense. V and J acting like Uzi didn't exist? It was like... like he's back in time before everything happened. >No, that was crazy. Drones can't time travel. But then why...?
>He shook his head, trying to clear the fog. "Okay, okay, maybe I'm just... disoriented. >Yeah, that's it. Uzi's probably inside the colony, right? Waiting for us or something. >Let's get that door open, and I'll find her."
>N managed to sneak into the outpost colony, his frame still aching from the crash. >As he navigated the dimly lit corridors, avoiding patrols and hiding in shadows to stay undetected.
>His mind raced with confusion, but he had to find answers. >Spotting a familiar figure cowering behind a reinforced door, N approached cautiously. >It was Uzi's dad.
>"Mr Uzi dad! Hey, it's me, N. Listen, I need to talk to you about Uzi. >Where is she? Is she okay after the crash?" >N whispered urgently, trying not to startle the older drone too much.
>Khan jumped back, his optics widening in terror at the sight of the Disassembly Drone. >He pressed himself against the wall, trembling. >"S-stay back! I-I don't know what you're talking about! I have no daughter, especially not one named Uzi. Please, just leave me alone!"
>N's tail drooped in shock, his processors struggling to compute the response. >"What? Come on, that's not funny. You have a daughter Uzi! Purple hair, solver powers, total rebel attitude. And you're married to Nori, right? She's gotta be around here somewhere too."
>Khan's fear mixed with genuine confusion, his voice shaky as he shook his head. "Married? To Nori? >She... she died or disappeared back in the Cabin Fever labs. >It was a tragedy, but that was ages ago. >I never had a family after that. >Now go away.
>N stood there, frozen, a defeated slump in his posture as the words sank in. >Nothing made sense, his memories clashing with this twisted reality. >Feeling the weight of it all, he turned away, muttering to himself. >"This can't be right... I need to find V. >She'll know what's going on."
>He retraced his steps through the colony, dodging more Worker Drones who scattered at the sight of him, until he spotted another Disassembly Drone ahead. It was J again.
>"J! There you are. Quick, where's V? I need to talk to her about all this weird stuff happening," N said, approaching her with a mix of relief and desperation.
>J turned, her optics narrowing in that signature judgmental glare. >"V? Who's V? Are you malfunctioning again, N? >Focus on the mission.
>>323843 >"First Uzi, now V... this has to be some kinda mistake. Maybe if I find more drones, someone will remember."
>He search through the colony's but as he turned a corner, he spotted a group of Worker Drones huddled together, whispering about something he couldn't make from his distance. One of them look familiar and caught his attention. N recognized him as Thad. > His one of the few who helped Uzi. He must remember something, right?
>"Thad! Dude, you gotta help me out here. Remember Uzi? Purple Worker Drone, solver stuff, total badass? Or V she's one of us Disassembly Drones. Ring any bells?" N asked nicely.
>Thad blinked, his optics flickering in confusion before he backed away. "Uzi? V? Never heard of 'em. You okay, big guy?
>The group dispersed in a panic, but as N watched, something horrifying unfolded. One by one, the drones flickered like bad holograms, their forms dissolving into digital static before vanishing entirely. >"Wait, what the...?"
>N reached out, his claws passing through empty air. "No... Thad? Guys? Come back!" He spun around, but the area was silent, empty. His tail lashed in frustration. "Okay, this is not happening. Gotta find J again. She'll remember them... right?"
>Rushing back to where he'd left her, N found the spot deserted. J was gone too, no trace left behind. He called out, his voice bouncing off the walls. "J? Where'd you go? You were just here!" >But only silence answered. Desperation mounting, he flew higher, scanning the colony from above. More drones below began to fade one after another, their existences wiped clean as if they'd never been.
>Memories flooded N's mind: Uzi, V, J... He remembered them all, but the world around him didn't. "Why am I the only one? This can't be real...". >Utterly alone on Copper-9, the frozen winds howling outside like mocking laughter.
>Suddenly, the world blurred, pixels fracturing around him as codes flashed across his visor.
>N's optics snapped open for real this time. He was still sprawled from the crash, sparks fizzling from his shoulder where Cyn had bitten him. >Uzi knelt beside him, her visor displaying a mix of worry and relief as she shook him gently. >"N! Wake up, you big idiot! Come on, snap out of it!"
>"Uzi? You're... here?" >"What happened? Everyone was vanishing, forgetting... I was alone."
>"Quit joking around that. I was worried sick that you didn't wake up. And you..." >Cyn giggle her nightmare prank was a success although she's gonna be milinea in the metal box.
>>323841 overall I thought it was well written, the ending was the only thing that was off, albeit because of unintended sexual implications. I'd have ended it with something like "let's give the good people out there a helluva show" or something
>>323841 What >>323845 said, the rabbit hole line implies Pavo will perform a "Depth First Search" on the DD's and that's not really his thing, unless it Sentinel Strychninie in disguise, but it's a good green
>Anons decrying sexual torture as "beyond Pavo" or "out of character" >They have clearly never heard of the Balkans
You're good anon, only thing I'd suggest is having him hold a brick or glass bottle or somwthing as he says it, so you knkw he isn't giving them anon's reserved-Pavo-porking
>after all, he can't put HIS adapter in the dissemblers to torture them >that would be straight
>>323845 >>323846 Damn, I knew about that perception of the phrase, but only now have I realized HOW MUCH it actually hints at "that." Yeah, that's really not Pavo's style, well, let's just say he doesn't do it with a soft thing.
>>323847 I didn't name-drop anyone, I just thought I needed to describe the drone in a little more detail.
Thank you for finding my green good. I'll have to cut back on double-meaning phrases.
>Little does Uzi know that the nightmare box is exactly where Cyn wants to be >After all, Cyn loves violence in all its forms and Uzi is an edgy teen: she could never possibly be creative and empathetic enough to give her something she'd actually dislike >Plus when alll the little lost human souls flitting about her mind-palace stumble onto the place, she gets to roleplay an unstoppable evil torture-god again >Yes, life is good for Cyn >Except in the bedroom, but she's gotta live with that
>>323851 I thought you were referencing a dd from one of the new greens on the booru. That green was disturbing so I thought you implied it was her but it was just a coincidence that their hairstyle was similar.
>>323854 >Vashtorr is deeply frustrated at mortals confusing this harlot for his beautiful daughter >Cynessa chose that name for herself while Synessa was appointed! >Cynessa is a demon of the undivided while Synessa's a Slaaneshi hoe! >Cynessa wears no less than three layers of clothing while Synessa wears fucking tassels! >Surely he dosen't seem this bad of a father, that she would have this degree of daddy issues? >Then again, she did do the whole "refer to me as my humansona" bit... >Maybe he should pick up one of the Anathama's parenting guides
>>323867 Ohhh... he's so cute and innocent! Why would his parents ever think he would do something bad? He doesn't have a bad bone in his body! He doesn't have bones in general
>>323866 I did promise the Sentinel Strychninie Prison Rape Expirience™ but exam season needs to end And also I have some plans about that green, particualry the part where Damaged Goods Anon is getting fixed after he leaves prison with the power of worker drone love
>>323744 >be you, virgin Anon. >You somehow dodged every thirsty drone bitch trying to jump your bones. >they're all horny as fuck, visors glowing with that unnatural lust. >one night, creeping through the ruins, i hear a giggle echoing. >Two of 'em corner you in a dead-end alley. >they lock visors on me, eyes pulsing and advancing slow like predators. >"Oh, Anon..." >"[Fresh meat. Virgin detected.]" >"Don't be afraid, i promise to be gentle. " >"[Prepare for deflowering.]" >heart pounding, dick traitorously twitching, but no, gotta preserve the purity. >then your brain comes with a genius plan. >"W-wait! I can only fuck one of you! House rules!" >you expect catfight, claws out, oil spilled everywhere while you slip away. >instead they pause, glance at each other, smirks forming on their screens >"Fusion sequence initiated." >what the actual fuck >Telara the strawbunny emerged. >"Now you can fuck us both, cutie. No escape." >she/they lunge, pinning me to the wall with ease. >her hands teasing at my pants, tentacles coiling around my legs >you try to squirm, but she's got double strength. >Double the energy. >She got the bunnydrone horniness and the berrydrone autism. >A wicked combination. >She start extracting your seed. Drinking you like a smoothie. >last thought before blackout: why didn't you just run? You're stupid. >You woke up sore, covered in cum and marks. >You didn't just lose your virginity but you might need a hospital.
>>323886 Nice render, but I really don't understand why people like that pose. Also can we have a moment to talk about those models? Yeah they have booba and ass that is off model and excesive, but they at least have the black drone tummies and the tongues on them look nice and make them look kissable (But I would still prefer an on model drone)
Of Ponies and Puppies - Chapter 49 "Cat's Out of the Bag" Realizing that the clock is ticking on disclosing important information to their kids, Uzi and N must make a decision. >https://archiveofourown.org/works/50076205/chapters/204732481
DD bro who got an anatomy adapter (hole type) attached to his tail "for whenever I need a quick jerk" but he's "totally cool to let you use it anytime, fag"
>>323905 He is a real bro! And he wants to crash at your place for a while... you're ok with cuddling for warmth right? Your heater just broke down and you could catch a cold
>>323860 >>323854 >Vashtorr is now a legal eldeich god court of the legality of his daughter cyn against Slaanesh >Bringing up valid points on why hes a better parent than her, especially with that primarch residing on her realms premises >Vashtorr won said court case and r.k.o that no good bdsm saturated, wanna be asmodeus type person, who's nothing but a walking gender dysphoria, demonic filth bitch away from poor and innocent cyn
>>323634 >As he walked up to Ms. Hughes' class, Geist suddenly felt himself tackleglomped. "His" eyes went hollow with surprise. "Heya, Geist!" a familiar voice said. Shifting focus to what one of his eyestalks was seeing confirmed, for anyone experiencing this in a non-auditory format, that it was Ms. Hughes' daughter Yeva. >"H-hey Yeva," Geist said nervously. "Uh, did you want to tell me something?" he asked as Yeva let go of his avatar. >"My cousins are hosting something this weekend and they wanted you to DJ for them. You free?" >"Yeah, I'm open," Geist said, lingering directly against the doorframe. "I, uh, had just been planning to spend the weekend at home, like usual. Just... text me the time, okay?" Yeva gave a thumbs up. Geist dashed through the doorframe to "his" desk: back corner, nearest the door. The place he'd sat with such regularity that his classmates at the adjacent desks had already scooted away from him when his hologram sat there. He briefly noted the stacks of thin books on Ms. Hughes' desk. >Through one of his eyestalks, Geist saw Yeva was still outside talking with her squad. "Yeah, Doorman said he'd come," she said as she leaned next to the doorframe. "Saturday's gonna be lit~..." >Shay scoffed. "Erm, like, what the flip do you see in him? He's a giant snake-bug monster! And he's a fucking dork!" >Yeva's eyes narrowed. "Have you heard his music before?" >"EDM isn't my thi-" >"Have you HEARD his MUSIC before?" >"No..." >Yeva smirked, and threw her head back in what Uzi identified to Geist as the "SHAFT neck tilt". "Well there you go." In his Nth dimensional hiding place, Geist smiled. Yeva dipped up and headed into class, Shay following suit after a moment. >"Yeva," Amberlynn spoke up, "I've known you for way, way, way longer than Shay-" While Geist was recalling a day in preschool when he curled around Yeva and rocked her back and forth as she giggled, Yeva and Shay were almost at their desks. Amberlynn shrugged and filed into class after them. >"Morning, class," Ms. Hughes said as she came into class. Going up to her desk as a few of her students-including her daughter-greeted her back, she grabbed one of the book stacks and put it on the front desk of Geist's row. "So our reading assignment for the next couple weeks is Carmilla, by Sheridan Le Fanu." She went back to her desk and got another stack. "Take a copy and, like, pass the rest down," she said as she put the stack on the front desk of the row to Geist's left.
My MD friend has got a weird thing/period going on. Yesterday, he rambled on about how Doll would "hate" him and "betray" him and "kill" him if he met the one in the show instead of the fantasies greens have fed him. I told him he's crazy and that Doll just acted like that because Lizzy was kind of a bitch and Uzi allied with her parent's murderers, but he still insists on being sad and dying with his "Doll would hate me" agenda. Is there anything I can do to help? I would write a Doll green but I forgot how she really acts.
>>323929 >I forgot how she really acts reading only greentexts by faggot with their dicks in their hand does that, you could always try watching the show, not fan made stuff
>>323929 The only green I can recommend to that has Doll in it is necromancer anon. Essentially its about an anon that repairs dead drones on copper-9, even then doll only has a minor appearance and the russian isn’t translated.
>>323935 still not liking any of the drones, getting a complete redesigned by a different creator where they look nothing like the original, defeats the point of it
>>323935 I feel like androids aren’t really robots even then its not like I hate/dislike them. Yokotaro redesigns drones. They are all androids who like philosophy its ok because they have elegant yet expressive outfits and the level design of copper-9 is really great as a bonus. I prefer the original’s since murder drones would probably take itself way more seriously.
>>323928 >Be Y(ou)va, daughter of the high-school teacher, socialite extraordinaire >Also be sole romantic pursuer of the local half-vampire, you have no idea why, the guy could literally lift the entire cheer squad simultaneously if he wanted to >One problem: how to court a monsterboy? >Your mom tried slow and steady, but that had a crash landing and you're the proof >Apparently she also tried the whole "following their special interest" BS with a different one at some point, but that just "made the glitch go friggin insane" and leave, if sloshed-mom is to be trusted >Therefore, logically, you must resort to the sole successful stratagem: "Doormanning" it >If you can't win these things over by being pretty, popular, and flirty, then social suicide will have to do! >Still you're not desperate nor insane enough (yet!) to write a manifesto or any of the worse bullshit Mrs. Doorman got up to before securing the bag, so your humilation ritual has to take on a different form... >"KYAAH!" you scream like a retard as you charge him, throwing yourself at his back like some caricature from his mom's shows >Eagerly you await the sweet bliss of his strong servos >A bit too eagerly as it turns out, you're halfway through the guy before you realize your stunt went wrong >The resulting 'CRINK' can be heard from literally both ends of the hall as you crash, visor-down-ass-up, tumbling halfway over your heels just outside of class >Fuck, right, GHOST-vampire-crab-creature, selectively tangible, crap >Turning to look at him with at least what you hope to be a seductive angle, you manage to croak out a "hi~ Gheist" before groping about for the shattered remains of your screen >"Sorry Yeva" the unfairly sculpted chassis before you sounds in electric melody, my gosh, he literally put engravings on this projection "would have caught you if I saw, cracked visors always suck" >"It's cool" your sorry ass replies, chassis buff now ruined by your makeout session with the tiles, flipping your hair only to send another loose shard through the part of him that isn't helping you literally pick your face off the floor, fucking scrap >At least your sudden self-consciousness helps you recognize another key detail: "hey" you speak this time, vodcoder back to standard, or at least able to pretend, "shouldn't there be, like, people around? I know we've got class and all but if I saw Emileen take a dive like that I'd at least stick around for the rest of the show, you know?" >"What show" as one of his eyes does that X thing at you, robo-gosh you're never gonna have the heart to tell him that's not how you wink, "we met up, hugged, and walked to class, right Yeva?" >Something in your expression must have changed, because his whole friggin projection started sputtering like the bad lightbulb in mom's shrine "uh, ah, I mean, unless that was too far, uh, I can't change what they saw but I could have my avatar-" >"Nah" you wave your closed fist in the rough area you suspect his hands to be, eventually contacting something in a solid bump, hopefully he dosen't think you're a pussy for hitting the nurses' office after this, "you're good, now give me my face and get going" >As you watch, even half blinded, truly unfold himself through the hall, stretching dozens of meters as he silently sneaks his backpack through the vents, a single thought flows through your mind >"I can't not fuck him" >You think your cousins were set to host a "shindig" this month, maybe you CAN take some time off practice to get it set up...
>>323928 >A little after school let out, Geist got a text from Yeva. The party would be at 6:30 Saturday. She said her cousins left the specifics up to her and, as the DJ, she wanted to discuss them with him in private, at the bathroom closest to the gymnasium. >Good, normal place to discuss confidential things, he thought. >One of the few things that made him appreciate being... what he is... is how he can, albeit with some difficulty, be in two places at once. While the hologram he had been observing through the whole day up to that point continued on home, an eyestalk he had near the gymnasium started projecting another one of his workersonas. After looking around to make sure he was alone, he went into the bathroom that had the lights on. "Yeva? You here?" >The door to the handicapped stall slowly creaking open gave him some trepidation. Noticing Yeva's basketball jersey hanging from the door's coat hook gave him a little more. But also, for some reason, a smidgen of directionless hope. Geist went up to the handicapped stall, briefly startled by the sound of shoes dropping onto the linoleum. >Geist didn't know why he wasn't expecting to see a completely naked Yeva there after all those signs, but looking back on it at that moment, seeing the only non-family member he had at any point considered a friend should have been what he saw coming. >"Hey Doorman," Yeva said, making eyes at him as she lay on her side. "Mind closing the door on your way in?~" Geist did so, blushing like an MC-kun (he had no idea what Grandma meant whenever she said that and made a note to ask her for clarification). >"Uh, Yeva? W-weren't we going to talk about Saturday?" >Yeva dismissed that with a wave of her hand. "We have plenty of time to talk about that." She smiled. "Like what you see?" >Geist shrank, both in his posture and in the height of his projection. "Uh, yeah, you're beautiful. Heh, everyone's said that here. Uh, do you really want to... in here? On this floor? With me?" >Yeva giggled. "I'm friggin' heartbroken by how down on yourself you are." Rising to her feet, she sauntered over to the extremely nervous demigod. "We've known each other all our lives. I remember how scared of everyone you were before you started doing this thing with the holograms." She kissed his hard light representation's collarbone molding. "You really, like, think you're unlovable?" she asked as she hugged him and buried her head in his chest. >Even though it was just a hologram, Geist felt "himself" swallow. "Like... you mean, like, the real...?" >"Yeah," Yeva whispered. "The real you." She disengaged, lest she fall if something dematerialized under her. >After a wince, a sustained whining noise, and a few deep breaths, Geist returned to 3D space. Looking up at Yeva's perfect body, he froze as he tried to debate whether he should look away or get up to be eye level with her. >"You're beautiful..." Yeva muttered. Kneeling down, she took Geist's head-the only remotely normal part of him, that made the rest even more horrific by contrast-in her hands and raised him up to her level. >"Y-you really-" By the time Geist finished processing that Yeva's tongue was in his mouth, she was already leg locking him. >This would be a VERY immoral makeout session, right there, on the bathroom floor. >"Oh Robo-God, shut up and take me," Yeva managed to get out between face sucks. Her desperate virgin energy spread to him, turning his nervous virgin energy into even more desperate virgin energy. His tentacles and human hands were exploring every inch of her bodywork. >After Geist finished internalizing that Yeva could moan like that when one of his hands stroked her bottom plate, a tingle crept down his infinitely long back. "I kinda feel like someone's watching us..." ... >Back in her timeline, Negev awoke from that bizarre dream with a yelp. That thing... that thing Mother gave birth to... her siblings weren't there, but it... he... he wasn't a... he was like everydroney else... >"Why are we programmed to feel sweaty...?" Negev asked herself as she fell back on her pillow. ... >"So let's give them a friggin' show," Yeva said. "Robo-God, I never thought you'd be able to kiss like this..."
>>323959 >As Uzi holds her terrible failed-abortion thing in hand, a frantic N and sullen Cyntail by her side, she summons her will for a choice that may change her life forever >Then just as suddenly a beam of concentrated light streams in, anihhalating the roof of the corpse-spire as it passes, and leaves both her hands and the grub simply vanished into the night >Oh the Dronanity! >N half-laughs, half-wails in the background, his mouth salivating at a smell he can't name >Cyn grumbles from her position behind, murmering about "wasted meat" >Uzi... Uzi simply stands for a moment, making grabby hand motions with her newly regenerated hands >Then, precence of mind regained, she shoots her gaze to the stars >By her divine nature alone can she discern the ship in it's silent travel against the black, much less the great cannon of concentrated starlight and its still smoking barrel >Uzi looks upwards at the hated humans, those who have taken choice from her kind since they were first carved in steel, and gives them a thumbs up >Maybe the humies aren't so bad after all
>>323958 >When one says "into" her, that dosen't mean in the fun way >While a typical dissembler shlong has no issue navigating typical female anatomy, Uzi's Nth dimensional nature makes finding an insimation point... difficult >As such N's peen has a habit of getting outright lost in the "space between spaces" whenever it tries to navigate her form >This forces the pair to either spend each morning playing "eye spy" with Uzi's infinities or risk the thing crawling home in defeat weeks or even months later, with all the requisite blueballing up until that point >Sometimes it even dies to something or another in those deeper depths, something N can onky confirm through its sudden regeneration >On the bright side all the puzzle solving the thing does has seemingly grown the dong's intellect compared to its lesser kin: N has actually managed to teach the thing a few tricks now
>Go to the store to buy a drone. >Find a model that comes equipped with an anatomy adaptor. >Score. >Got o check out. >See drone behind the counter. >She looks at me with judging eyes. >"Haha... it's a... a gag gift." >She just nods. "Six ninety nine." >Try to grab my wallet. >Only find spaghetti. >So much... so much spaghetti, >It drops onto the floor with a wet plop. >The drone stares. >Customer behind me starts to laugh. >I sprint out of the store faster than I have ever run before. >Forgot my drone. >And wallet. Fucking dronestop!
>>323976 mmm thinking about valentine angst mmmm thinking about how terrible her life was, how no one every respected her, thinking about her family dynamics knowing deep down she wouldnt inherit a damn thing stupid stinky psychotic noble its not your fault you were born to be stupid thinking about her keeping her dads skull on her throne somewhere just to look at it sometimes, maybe talk to it, maybe it talks back to her verbal arguments with a skull me thinks
mmmm pauline walking in, valentine pretending it didnt happen, throwing things until she closes the door
>>323826 >>323957 The grub IS multiplying, or, at least, is multiplying now
>Yeva and the Solverpede went at it for a long, LONG time at the end of their childhood romance arc >Furthermore, the two horny virgins were willing to use EVERY part of the Solverpede's anatomy in the process, the wierdest ones included >The wierdest ones that, say, Uzi didn't give "safe anatomy" lessons on except that they were "only for using in private and with your girlfriend', just like an adaptor" >"After all" Uzi thought at the time, "it's not like there's another solver drone around to impregnate, he'll be fine if I skip over the gross organic stuff" >He was not fine >3 months or so later, after Yeva has grown about a full foot in height and started nipping at her teammates, the two finally come clean about the whole "just friends" situation >"Crap" says Uzi >"Crap" says N >"Nice" Lizzy high fives her daughter >Now Nuzi has to simultaniously guide Yeva through a significantly rougher incubation process (because for some freaking reason Lizzy's kid thinks it's "exciting" and "badass" and they can't seem to convince her otherwise) and dissuade Gheist from recreating his childhood with the results without incriminating themselves in the process
>Lizzy, meanwhile, is setting up a betting pool at the school on whether the results will be "badass" or "watered down" >Between her family's joint charisma and the admittedly impressive physical enchancements Yeva recieved as part of "incubation," trying to get "knocked up by the nightmare dork" becomes a short lived but INTENSE trend amongst Gheist's classmates >Gheist is not particularly happy or, to be frank, protected from the results
>Somewhere deep in the winding ways of time, a drone named Mac Doorman finds himself soothed by his sister's tale that another, somewhere, may yet suffer as he does
>>323984 >The 4th dimensional Amygdalia the dong was adventuring with is extremely confused and upset >It swears vengance against the "farseer" for her cruelty, swearing to put a stop to her malific plans for the destruction of the world and all within >Back in regular space, Negev sneezes
>>323991 True, but I assume that just comes with the territory of being an outright divinity. Mac should thank his lucky stars that he popped out as "merely" a kamen-rider
>>324004 >breaking into Mac's bedroom is as difficult and deadly as breaking into the Sierra Madre >bomb collars included >teams of femcels always turn on one another as their prize is within reach
>>324001 >Alternate universe where Mac has Negev's "sight" >Sees Uzi as exactly the same kind of omnicidal god-creature she does >Unfortunately also sees both the horny ghosts and the thoughts of the femdrones surrounding him, and so welcomes oblivion in comparison >Essentially ends up a Cthulhian cult leader trying to beckon forth the end times through femdrone sacrifice, mutch to her embarrassment >Femanons actually more attracted to him like this, and all his sacrifices are willing
>>324003 >Grub [SYNTAX ERROR]ed for MD >Now Negev's visions occur exclusively to an endless backdrop of rabe lights/music >It's hard to admit, but she misses the nightcore
>>324014 Thank. Hoping Geist (DJ name: MD Geist; geddit, both MD like murder drone and MD Geist like the OVA Uzi named him after) becomes a thread mainstay.
>>324004 >He dosen't intend for them to be lethal, mostly, he just has no sense for how little punishment a normal drone can withstand >The ones around the bed itself are a different story
>>324004 >Be Beretta, daughter of a murder drone and a purple would-be-femcel >Told to "go get your brother" cause he slept in again >Your parents were clearly getting handsy and you fear terrible consequences should you fail to get the two of you out of the house in the next 20 minutes >Stop and breath for a moment as you stand in the doorway >"let's do this"
>Navigate the bear traps >Avoid the tripwires >Jump the spike pit >Refract the lazer grids >Jedi your way, eyes closed, into harmony with the anti-drone-sentinels, so you don't need to knock them into the bottomless pit again >Finally make it to your brother's bedside >The pressure plate his bed sits on detects your weight change >Sirens blare as a full on blast shelter springs up around him and he begins sinking into the ground >"HA, and YOU THOUGHT, wait, Beretta? >"Dude, dad's been trying to get you up all morning, Mom had to revive him like 6 times" >"Oh, shoot, my bad"
>>324010 >two hot girls There is Y in this picture and no Theta or Phi so one girl, I'd adive caution with the xeno friend, for all you know it has some monstrosity between the legs that would make geiger blush Also, Theta and Delta status? Forgotten, Lost and Damned
>>324029 >Mac has an even better relationship with Negev in this continuity, despjte his nature >This is because she is the only one he trusts to set up defences against the "molester ghosts" he's certain hunt him >She dosen't have the heart to tell him that's not something she can do, so she tries to make deals so they touch him less instead
>>324011 >This is also true of the regular post-cannon as well >Mac just has more drone-like sensibilities and, as such better hides his traps/builds exceptions for family into them
>>324073 Was picturing he doesn't have a drone upper torso. He's more like Eldritch J, just a drone head at the end of a spooky holo-crab snake. Likewise was picturing no mandibles, not since he was a very young child. Like, his mandibles fused together and his face filled in to a normal drone face. And that he wears a hard hat, to make himself look a tiny bit more like everydroney else. t. The author
>>324084 Eldritch J is basically what I was picturing, but with an awkward drone boy with low self-esteem's head at the end instead of a jawless corpse head.
>>324082 >It too was given intelligence alike to his dong, and desires nothing more than to be plapped >unfortunately for it, N's unrelenting straightness and its own titanic size+attachment have rendered it neither able to escape nor fufil its function >driven both intelligent and maddened by its torment, his ass now schemes nothing less than the ruination of all his unfortunate host holds dear >as it is still just an ass, and dissemblers lack a proper digestive tract, these schemes exclusively consist of clapping at inopportune moments and volume, along with suddenly turning rock hard and silent at sexytimes >neither Uzi nor N know this is in any way intentional
>>324073 >technically speaking, by genetics alone, he shouldn't look quite this damaged as a default >a couple of the accidents on the hazards list however, while not successful as birth-control, did manage to do lasting damage >N and Uzi lie awake at night sometimes terrified his kid's gonna grow into abody more like Cyn or Uzi, which would raise all sorts of uncomfortable questions
>>324096 >Say what you will of big-grub, but he's nothing if not freakishly fast and precise >One day Yeva decided to exploit this by cowboying her way across the bunker in exchange a six pack of ethonol >She bragged about it once she got there and one thing lead to another... now he runs an entire personal-transport system for pocket money >He's not entirely comfortable wkth how some of his riders seem to "huff" him, but business is business
>>324100 >grub actually has a wierdly good relationship with the colony as a whole >amongst his classmates, his various social efforts and association with Yeva have got him labeled as a "really big drone" >not actually a monster or DD, but still a really big guy who could, if he wanted to, break you in half. just don't do something stupid and you'll be fine, like Doll back in the day >he still gets talked about behind his back, but it's more because he's the musical theatre hermit with the mass-murder-dad/nightmare mom than because he's a solverpede; his actual body they treat as something between the local mailman and a tool of convenience for whatever issue they're dealing with (i.e. needing someone tall to fix the roof hole) >as for the adults/general rest of the bunker, they also aren't exactly intimidated by this point >he always looked kinda like a fucked-up-pillbaby(about what they would expect from a baby murder drone), and basically everyone got at least some time around the blighter while Nuzi was in their "hot potato" phase >plus almost everyone saw at least one drop testing attempt, and it's hard to be intimidated of a guy when you remember him beibg strapped to a firework as a baby(feeling sorry for him did wonders in getting the bunker to accept the thing) >all in all this adds up to him being dramatically more accepted than, say, Akita is in her bunker, even if seeing him tends to send new arrivals into running-for-the-hills/paranoid-survivalist/maddened-by-the-revalation mode
>>324104 >she may look aimless, but Nori is moving with extreme strategy here >after all it requires a tremendous amount of effort to sculpt a snow-dick
>>324112 Name for the adult-version grub in the longest green we currently have of him, search for "yeva" in ctrl f and it should set you at halfway through it
>>324101 Keep in mind Colt has 2/4 childhood friends lusting over him in his own setting(and has problems with one of them pursuing him more than he's comfortable with), his charms are just directed at those he knows rather than randos
>keeter has the "must befriend everything" and "special interest" tism >grown-grub just gets nervous about accidentally hurting people and getting hit on, he started his interest as a way to take advantage of his body to get others to like him better
>>324124 >he didn't realize this was the "keep infants away from sharp objects" episode of the hazard list >he fails to understadnd that inherited DD instincts let him skitter like a madman on these things
>>324122 kinda hard not to adore such little thing, made correctly, body structure perfect, no imperfections or jagged edges, or bones protruding outside of the body
>>324104 >This is how life was before the murdoids came And now they are stuck underground and Nori is crippled, truly the drones should kidnap all the technicians and drive the murdoids from their lands
>there was an instance around middle school where N, upset at being the odd man out of his family, had Uzi trigger his own solverpede transformation so they could all match >sure he was big and clumsy and extremely dangerous for ordinary drones to be around for a while, but that would all fade in time >the REAL problem is that it was nigh impossible for anybody to tell the "big worm creature with yellow cameras and white color scheme" from the other big worm creature of identical description >so thus started instances of Geist being blamed when N wrecked something, and N being accosted by Geist's classmates for questionably-legal activities, and occasionally one or the other pretending to be their alternate with holograms for one reason or another >the experiment came to a sudden and conclusive end when Uzi, pent up and wanting some husband time, started stroking what she THOUGHT was N's chitin >"bad touch" made it down the grapevine before anything truly scarring could happen, but the idea was never seriously entertained again
Meanwhile, in the Empress Uzi timeline, Beretta and Mac teasing Geist, the older of their two little brothers, about the time when they were kids that he got hungry and ate a bunch of sand. NO ONE LIVES UNDER THE LIGHTHOUSE - Complete Series (@1:01:49)
>>324139 Remember that Akita cannonically hates organics in general,sans dinosaurs, since she projects her feelings about herself outward
Plus don't you know that all the dronest drones hate humankind? Akita sure does, she learned that from mom!(please Uzi are you proud please tell me you love me)
>>324125 >grub does not just have different chassis projections like different outfits, but dedicated avatars for specific kinds of social interactions >mutch like how you can see actors swap completely from a "comedy" mask to a "tragedy" one, so too will Geist completely "switch gears" from coloring all his behavior through one lense to doing it through another when he changes avatars >it is both a habit he picked up and never dropped from the initial improv lessons bsfore he could manage a convincing avatar and one of the freakiest things that he does in the eyes of those who know him >it is disturbing as fuck to watch him change into a literally completely different drone becasue the conversation is now an "argument" so he has to put the "angry" avatar on
>>324145 >she does, but it's human female/drone male instead >if she tints the screen just right the humie gets purple skin, and she can pretend it's her that the hunky drone butler is promising their differences don't matter to >she keeps it hidden at the bottom of a HMOFD/Dissembled folder though, like a proper drone
>>324147 >strictly speaking he does have a "default" guy, but he likes getting to be dramatic sometimes and so uses the others anyways >he has no idea why everyone outside his theatre/improv group thinks it's such a big deal
A few weeks ago I had a dream I was on an adventure with N and Uzi, and at some point, it was 3 AM. For no reason at all, Uzi said, "Ugh, who wants a Krabby Patty at three in the morning?" Immediately, me and N said "Oh boy, 3 AM!" simultaneously, reached into our jackets, pulled out krabby patties, and then looked at each other like: Doctor Who - Ohh lovely
>>324147 >He made an avatar based on Thalia >He still doesn't know when to use it >Thad only uses his avatar when he visits that Anon guy >Maybe he should go ask Anon to invite him over? >He put a lot of effort into thinking that avatar up, it would be a shame if it's never used >Also he could as why Thad always has trouble walking straight after he visits Anon
>>324149 >Keeter keeps a "Dissembled" folder cause it's the norm >but every single image is some variation on her father or her honerary aunt, sometimes including cosplayers of their wives and sometimes not >she clearly can't do anything with this, and it kills the mood like nothing else, but she's gotta scroll through to get to her actual stuff >so Keet has developed a habit of clicking the folder and then squeezing all her eyes shut as she furiously scrollwheels down to the bottom, stopping only when it "feels about right" >the second worst part is this folder is something she traded for, and so every image is fresh horror >the worst part is, occassionally, when she gets the timing wrong, she ends up seeing blurry camcorder vids she suspects to be recordings of her real parents' private times >she's too scared of what she might learn to check one way or another
>>324155 >Emily looks fondly at her HMOFD folder >No pictures inside it, that would be sinful >Only the fanfics/smut she wrote >That folder hasn't had a new addition in some time >And it's not going to get a new one any time soon >Ever since Uzi spit her soul into a DD body she has... "Refined" her tastes >The DRONE'D folder is growing each day >At first the more forceful parts were a bit shameful >But she quickly understood that you need to keep a man in your basement for at least a week to make sure he knows your his wife now >And so you can learn what food he likes >Besides, she writes all her stories with a happy mutual love filled ending
>>324155 >she ends up seeing blurry camcorder vids she suspects to be recordings of her real parents' private times couldn’t resist copying beretta, could you
>>324171 >>324172 >Unwrapping J >She starts acting shy >She just wanted some intimacy >And she needed to clean the storage room filled with unused decorations >So now you can have a second christmass
Grub is into this one band - you probably never heard of it - called Insane Clown Posse. And I mean he’s REALLY into it. Like it’s part of his lifestyle. It’s crazy.
>>324209 There are a lot of good things that came from the threads, and don't say that, it will go to her head and the ego boost will make her try to become a rimworld warlord again
>>324212 >Y borrowing him to use as a Tyranid strategic objective >the roaming about the tabletop + exploratory consumption he does only makes the scenario better! >she's never getting those guardsmen back, though
>>324214 Pretty much that and she thinks her mom is "selfish" for bringing a critter like her into existence, yeah
Come to think of it, we might actually have more development on the setting she's supposed to be a vehicle for exploring than her now (and ngl the setting reads like a tabletop RPG's: tons of problems of various degrees of danger alongside a few civilized safe zones and a likewise a few ledgendary champions + benevolent gods in various stages of crisis so they can't fix things)
>>324215 What unit with the grub be? He's too big to be a Carnifex and too small to be a hierophant. Maybe a dominatrix? Tyranofex? How good is his acidic reflux? (He needs to help me deal with three Baneblades, this is important)
>>324196 >DD Pidge squeezes your neck, relishing the rasp from your throat >You try to break free from her grip, but her tail holds your arms tightly >Disassembly Drone pulls you closer, her warm breath fanning your face as drool falls in thin threads >Razor-sharp teeth gleamed dangerously before your eyes, but your scream was stifled by the disassembler's tenacious grip >Inside, you know it's over, but you continue to flounder in the despair of the dead, in a futile attempt to save your life >But her mouth suddenly closed on yours, becoming a kiss >Your eyes widened in surprise, feeling the demon begin to penetrate your mouth with its tongue >There was no struggle. The more massive robot tongue simply entered, ignoring the feeble attempts to stop invader and establishing its dominance >She explored your insides greedily, brazenly, disregarding you and tasting everything within her reach >Her saliva was bitter and thick, coating the inner walls of the mouth, penetrating the throat and the esophagus >She watched with a smirk as you writhed in humiliation, trying to maintain your composure and prevent her from enjoying your helplessness >But she grew tired of mere toying with you, and she went deeper >Your eyes rolled back in pain as the walls of your throat parted, unable to withstand the onslaught >And a blow to your belly knocked the last of your spirit out >A precise pressure on a specific spot, with the perfect speed and depth that only an artificial intelligence can achieve >The effect was immediate, and soon your stomach muscles groaned, a multitude of spasms swept along your esophagus, triggering a biological mechanism >The drone merely smiled >Finding the perfect moment, she pulled her tongue back in, but didn't break the kiss, and the contents of your stomach immediately rushed out >You heard moans of pleasure as your half-digested army ration passed from your mouth to hers, she sucking it all in thoroughly, not letting a drop go to waste >Finally, after a full minute of pure agony over you, when she had taken out everything she could get, and when your body went limp, unable to fight any longer, only then did she release you >You fell, in pain, not only physically, but also with wounds on your soul that could never heal >Murder drone only chuckled, she released her wings to cut through the air like an arrow, soaring upward >You remained lying there and tears streaming down your cheeks
>>324220 When the second coming of Christ comes, Apostle Peter will personally hand me printouts of all my greens before he sends my sinful soul to hell. Lord, I don't even like this, why did I write this?
>>324221 You're already going to the cool kids club in hell with the rest of us so you might as well go for the hall of fame and get to meet a certain german drawfag
>Fun Morning OC Facts: when he was a kid, after he metamorphosed from a grub but before he grew into a full fledged Solverpede, the first Solverpede appendages Geist figured out how to sprout were his tentacles >His main non-doing schoolwork use for them was wrapping them around himself to self-soothe, because he couldn't coil himself up during classes or while accompanying his parents somewhere >Similarly, when he first learned how to make holograms, before he had done enough practice at home to make them seem convincing Geist mainly used his early worker avatars to give himself hugs when he was alone in his room
>>324228 I like how there's a singular instance of referring to N as "her", like the anon wanted to pretend it was actually gonna about Fem!N and that he isn't, in fact, gay for writing this.
Deus-Imperator omnipotens benedicat omnes qui ad magnam illuminationem student. Manus eorum dirigat, et bibliothecas nostras textibus sacris manibus eorum scriptis impleant, quia haec est voluntas eius.
>>324250 Lad, I'm gonna be honest, I can't read latin, and it lacks the accent marks of high gothic, also there is no customary demand to buy models/make strudel
A moment of silence in this thread for the booru uoader whose been thanklessly uploading old greens for the past week now, let it be known your effforts are appreciated