GOOOOD MORNING FRIENDS. How are you doing? I hope great. Let's talk about the Drones to make the day even better, don't you think? I hope you are having a nice day! The breathtaking Booru: https://dronebooru.co
>>33803 I'm hoping that one guy who tried putting the volume on Soulseek gets it to actually show his files soon. I really should buy it since I like the show and AJ's work is great and all, but at the same time, free shit.
Saw some anon beat him self up for not drawing to his liking. So here's my attempt at a normal worker drone. I did this on MS pain in a couple minutes with a mouse.
>>33822 If I were Liam I would pay Glitch to add just a few seconds to the episode and have a couple of shots in the credits where N and V are visiting Tessa's grave and J is lurking in the background. If Murder Drones doesn't launch his career then it is his high point. I would want mine polished.
>>33822 It's way too cynical, but I've started believing that post about characters falling to the wayside in favor of the plot at the end. Acknowledging Tessa's death didn't matter past bringing it up against J.
>>33808 I mean, realistically, a human Cyn would be a sickly, anemic, dysfunctional little thing. Pet Sematary creepiness in a borderline gangrenous body.
>>33822 Everyone (Louisa, Cyn, Nori) who described their relationship did so using 'pet'. All the stuff involving their relationship/feelings toward Tessa is just headcanon.
>>33831 >human Cyn finally succumbs to whatever degenerative disease was slowly killing her >human N runs down the road screaming with a tempestuous mix of conflicting emotions, predominantly relief that he doesn't have to watch his little sister waste away anymore >when he gets back, the body's back up and talking to him in a tone of voice that is NOT Cyn's
>>33837 If anything, calling them 'pets' is giving more credit to the relationship than actually exists. Animal abuse, at least, is generally looked down on.
>>33831 >ywn be AN0N, dutifully tending to mistress Cynthia’s needs and caring for her frail, sickly self >ywn host mistress’s big brother master Nathan and his friends Victoria & Jennifer, serving them tea as they spend time with mistress Cynthia from the other side of the clear panel to her sterile living environment >ywn prepare the food in accordance with mistress’s extremely specific and highly regulated dietary requirements, cutting up her food and staying with her as she eats to make sure she doesn’t choke >ywn spend almost every second you’re not working in mistress Cynthia’s grasp, her holding and petting you for comfort >ywn keep mistress warm with your naturally high temperature as she snuggles into you at night, her weak breathing eased by your presence like nothing else >ywn be loved in the way only a little robot can be loved by their human owner >ywn be there when she finally passes, in her clutch, feeling her grip on you get lighter and lighter, until she slips away…
>ywn be there when she gets back up, standing unassisted for the first time in her life
>>33850 >The sickly Cynthia is the heiress to the vast Solver fortune >You are her caretaker, whom she loves very much and draws happiness from >Eventually you get married >Not much changes. You still help her >It's just that now you aren't obligated to >Eventually the matter of children comes up >You must have heirs to the Solver name and fortune >But Cynthia is too weak to carry >The two of you agonize over this until one day Cynthia begs you to cheat on her >"It's okay! Please, go find another woman to plant your seed!" she tells you with a smile on her lips and tears in her eyes >Eventually you give in >You go out in search of another woman and bring home a poor girl named Tessa, forced by her parents into prostitution >You picked her because she bears a striking resemblance to Cynthia if she were healthy >Tessa is uneducated and uncouth but she is genuinely happy to be with you and Cynthia, and wants to be her friend >Cynthia reciprocates Tessa's feelings, or at least that is how it looks like >Eventually Tessa gets pregnant and gives birth to a healthy baby >The three of you are overjoyed, or at least that is how it looks like >Being cucked. Being outdone by her double. Seeing her prancing about with the health and virility that she should had >She is the mother of your child now. How long until you misplace your love? >One day while you are away, Cynthia asks Tessa to help her with something >Tessa agrees >She manipulates the poor girl into taking her to a small room and turning her back in her >Cynthia grasps her walking cane with both hands and brings it down with all her strength >She murders Tessa, screaming "It should had been me!" all the while >You return to find Cynthia having skinned Tessa's face and wearing it like a mask while pretending to be her >She is holding "her" crying baby >The sight repulses you >"Cynthia! What have you done?!" >She cocks her head and speaks in a monotone voice >"Who is Cynthia? I am Tessa. Cynthia is dead." >You are angry, frightened, outraged >But also pained because you still love Cynthia >You grab the baby and try to shove it's mother's murderer away >"Tessa" won't have it >She strikes you feebly while yelling that you are stealing her baby until a coughing fit drains her of strength >She collapses to the floor and cries between coughs >She cries about how it is not fair that she was born sickly >Then she starts having difficulty breathing >The ambulance arrives too late >Cynthia is pronounced dead. Her body couldn't take the overexertion
>>33861 Art and greens a few, you can check the last main. Trash is still on live support, /co/ is fast as always, but fo not take the 'discussion' around Alice at the last thread's end serious, there was some malicious nigga in the thread trying to start shit. Probably same old haters on /co/ again
>>33865 > there was some malicious nigga Im just thankful that fucker seems permanently stuck on /co/ and either doesnt know about trash or /md/ or just knows he can get away with being a faggot only on there
>>33812 >"Was she...important to you?" >A single memento of crimson lay against the hastily cobbled stone. Trapped in its prison of ice. >Silence permeating through the brazen winds told Uzi all she needed to know. A firm grip was kept to support the disassembler's mourning. >Even V, usually sarcastic and witty, kept her defensive posture to assure no weaknesses were to be shown. >An action veritably useless as her somber expression matched N's own. >"She was the only one." >The second voice of their companion interjects >"The only one who was nice to us."
>In a way, it was the Solver's last act of cruelty. >In a twist, it was an act mercy for the young heiress by allowing her bones to be finally laid to rest in its defeat. >And looking on from up high with tattered bow clenched in hand... >Was her most faithful friend. Her loyal accomplice. >Her betrayer. >Keeping distance away from the small gathering of former colleagues. >Just so they couldn't see the tears threatening to render.
>Be Negev >The Forsaken Child Of A Disassembly Drone and a Monster >The Drones in the pretty white coats are now gone >Everything is gone >All around you is a dark abyss, the walls of your padded cell are coated in a thick black substance >It feels impossible to breathe, then through sheer luck you stumble out of the darkness >You find youself outside the outpost >The sky is a hellish red, a thick smoke clouds most of your vision >The white of the snow is blotched out by an ocean of oil >A massive creature rapes the landscape, it's worm-like body rests itself upon the tallest building, it's hateful yellow eyes pierce the smoke, it's eyes landing on Drones who try and escape it's sinister reign >From the sky falls not Disassembly Drones but demons >Creatures made of flesh >Creatures with leathery wings and massive fangs >The demons swoop down with a horrid screech, grabbing and tearing apart those who try and flee the sight of the Great Wyrm >Hiding from the demons view behind a rock, you get a closer look >The Drones, they aren't fleeing from the Great Wyrm's sight. >No, they're like sheep, mindless Cattle To The Slaughter >They're living their lives like normal while the Demonic Wyrm Slaughters Them >You rush over to one, grabbing them by the shoulders you shake them, telling them about the horrid monster THAT SEEKS TO CONSUME THEM ALL >THEY DON'T RESPOND, THEY MINDLESSLY CONTINUE TO SIT AND WAIT, THEY CALL YOU INSANE >THEY SAY THAT YOU'RE BOTHERING THEM >THEY SMILE AS THE WYRMS SIGHTS ARE SET ON THEM >THEY SMILE AS THEIR FACE IS RIPPED OFF >THEY SMILE AS THEY'RE RIPPED INTO OILY CHUNKS >THEY SMILE AS THEY DIE >YOU COULDN'T SAVE THEM >YOU CAN'T SAVE ANYONE >............ .................... >You find yourself back in the padded cell >The air is...normal >Yet, you catch a glimpse of something peculiar >Before completely exiting sleep-mode, a smiling woman observes you before vanishing into nothingness
>>33850 >"Thank you for everything, AN0N," mistress Cynthia says >Wait, that's not right >That's not her tone of voice >"Polite bow," the impostor says >It does not bow
>tail!Cyn feels everything Uzi feels >she’s remarkably unbothered >she never shuts the fuck up about “how much better Anon is” >who the fuck is “Anon” >questions about Anon cause Cyn the vomit a mixture of uncharacteristically reverent and loving descriptions of some kind of idealized human boyfriend archetype >further interrogation reveals that Anon never really existed, but was some kind of much sought after character shared among horny eldritch beings in anonymous image boards on the extra-dimensional internet >turns out the real doesn’t feel much during N & Uzi’s coitus is that she has gooned her Solverussy to so much Anon smut that she’s become numb to all but the most degenerate pleasures
>>33905 I won't ask the Archiver about her age, but I will ask where this one little worker drone girl went. Her name was Alf or something? One of the supervisors made her destroy an infected labor bot, beat it to death on the factory floor because said supervisor didn't care enough to get a new battery. The poor drone looked really torn up about it, apologizing the entire time. She wouldn't happen to know anyone like that, would she?
>>33906 I think the Archiver mentioning that Elf had gotten a little bit of J0y in her would be enough for anyone curious to accept that it might be too late for Elf.
>/co/ Threads are back to being shit-up by Schizos >That one guy is trying to bring back the Oogi Wars Why did we like /co/ again? It never seems like anything good comes from it
After the ending of MD I cant wait to see how Liam will take the lessons hes learned to make his other projects better, Id really like to see a return to Cliffside
>>33914 I'd like to believe that, but it seems like when there's a /co/ thread up that the Anons leave plus and head to that shit-hole. I swear it's literal masochism
>>33915 >t. faggot who uses /co/ I swear if I suddenly start seeing the retarded shit you guys bring up there in this thread I will find a way to strangle you through screens by Solver
You see me now, a veteran Of a thousand oogi wars I've been living on the edge so long Where the beasts of Vashtorr forge And I'm young enough to look at And far too old to see All the Solver’s on the inside
I'm not sure if there's anything left of me
Don't let these oogs go on It's time we had a break from it It's time we had some leave We've been living in the flames We've been eating up our brains Oh, please, don't let these oog go on
You ask me why I'm anon Why I can't post to you You blame me for my silence Say it's time I changed and ooo’d But the war's still going on, dear And there's no end that I know And I can't say if we're ever-
I can't say if we're ever gonna be fwee
Don't let these oogs go on It's time we had a break from it It's time we had some leave We've been living in the flames We've been eating up our brains Oh, please, don't let these oogs go on
You see me now, a veteran Of a thousand oogi wars My Solver’s spent at last And my polymetal is destroyed I have used up all my weapons And I'm helpless and bewwy’d Wounds are all I'm made of
Did I hear you say that this is victory?
Don't let these oogs go on It's time we had a break from it Send me to the Plus Where the tides of greentexts swell And been sliding into Hell Oh, please, don't let these oogs go on Don't let these oogs go on Don't let these Oogs go on
this isn’t supposed to be an argumentpost btw, it’s just funny I think
Don't care about any of this shit some anon on trash is promising a dark NSFW solver fucking Jane green and I think thats cool What do you think about Jane, talk about OCs
>33917 >33919 >33920 >The /co/ threads are the worst thing!!! >/co/ is hell!!! Yeah, right, now you're going to say that /trash/ is the fucking paradise
>Negev shares some of Beretta's fondness for skinnies, mainly because she might view them as some beacon of normalcy in a vast sea of Drone quirkiness and Solver BS >In a post-canon setting where Humans crash land on Copper-9 and somehow learn to coexist with the drones of Outpost-3, this could lead to Negev developing an obsession. >Enter random Joe/Anon/whoever, who becomes the target of Negev's obsession due to them being so normal and mundane, and the closest Negev feels she can get to escape from her internal struggles and rocky life at home. >Whether this leads to an improvement or a worsening in Negev's state of being is.......up for debate still.
Psssst https://archiveofourown.org/works/58605169 Included some original work in there as well, which I might start doing more now that I'm using this account.
>>33923 When you think about it, J & Jane have quite a lot in common >They both tried fighting the Solver >They both lost someone precious to the Solver >They both find themselves working for the Solver
>>33937 >The three Js hold a pity party >John feels out of place as the only one who didn't end up working for the Solver, but he shares the general misery and that's good enough
>>33938 I know this is just a joke, but we did kinda get some last thread >>33608 >>33624 There was also a picture of her with OilDoll I can't find, but that might be from my tired eyes
>>33939 >Negev's helmet was actually kept in near mint condition until the humans arrived on Copper-9. >A week after, her helmet got cracked after she tried to break down your door with her head alone
>>33974 the kreigsman is here because (meme about /md/) the clone trooper is here because Beretta INSISTED he be added because of her sickening clone harem fantasies
Of course, none of that’s true, but I just love typing in this little box so much
I want to try and write a greentext. I haven't sleeped for about 39h now. Lik not even nap. May menthal faculties are different now. I think it would be fun. Im gonna post it then immediately after fall to slerp. im writting this in darknes and because of my current state I meay make some silly mistakes, please dont mind them. >Give me ideas! >No Erotica. plz idk how to wriet that. I neve gave it an honest chanse but still. Anyway be fast because if noting comes up imma fall a sleep in like 30min
>>33976 Greentext about Louisa after the death of her husband go on date again and find herself a young stud, but also he made her changes her way and become a good mother to Tessa
>The pact was made, the betrayal was done. In exchange of her life, her "freedom", she sold out her allies.
>The dark god promised her an escape of this hell. A shuttle off the planet, and her safety.
>The foolish girl thought it would uphold her bargain immediately, but the cruel being had other plans, a silly prank if you will...
>The eldritch centipede prepared her a shuttle as promised but as the lowly traitor hastened her steps toward the spacecraft, mindless brainwashed drones restrained her.
>"We had a deal!" the woman cried out in utter hopelessness.
>The possessed drones led her to a room which was separated halfway with a glass. In one side there were all kinds of indescribable torture devices which when she saw, a chill ran down her spine.
>"D̵o̵n̵'̷t̷ ̸b̶e̸ ̸s̶c̶a̵r̸e̸d̵,̴ ̵W̵o̷r̵r̴y̸-̵M̷a̵r̵y̸.̶ ̷T̴h̶o̷s̴e̷ ̷a̴r̵e̴n̶'̶t̸ ̴f̵o̸r̶ ̷y̷o̸u̴." These words gave her untold relief. Maybe, just maybe, it will actually keep it's word?
>The other side was clean, sterile and had a chair in it that looked at the other side, through the window. The chair had handcuffs, but other than that, it looked very comfortable.
>>34001 >She was made to sit there and got her hands cuffed. Then suddenly the drones started stripping her.
>"Hold on! What are you doing?! What's happening to me?!" Jane panicked.
>"Y̴o̵u̸ ̴w̶e̷r̸e̷ ̶v̶e̶r̷y̴ ̴u̸s̶e̵f̷u̷l̶ ̷t̸o̶ ̵m̶e̶,̷ ̶l̶i̴t̸t̷l̷e̴ ̸t̸r̵a̸i̶t̴o̷r̵." Said the robot girl with a sinister smile "I̷ ̸d̵e̸c̷i̸d̵e̵d̷ ̵t̷o̶ ̸g̶i̴v̷e̵ ̸y̸o̶u̶ ̸a̴ ̵s̴p̴e̷c̵i̷a̵l̸ ̴r̶e̶w̴a̵r̶d̸.̷ Y̶o̷u̷ ̴h̷u̴m̴a̵n̸s̶ ̶l̷i̶k̴e̷ ̵t̵o̵ ̴f̷e̸e̴l̸ ̷g̸o̴o̵d̴. I̸ ̵m̷a̴k̵e̵ ̷y̵o̸u̷ ̶f̸e̶e̵l̵ ̷g̸o̴o̷d̷ ̷b̴e̵f̴o̶r̸e̵ ̷w̷e̷ ̴p̸a̸r̸t̴ ̶w̶a̸y̴s̴."
>Suddenly possessed worker drones started to bring in all kinds of sex toys and objects of pleasure. Jane felt somewhat at ease, knowing that at least she won't be fucked with a chainsaw or something.
>"This is fine, everything is great. I play along, then I will leave this hellhole forever and al of this is just gonna be a bad memory." she thought.
>What she didn't expect however, what a bad memory it's gonna be. How it's gonna burn into her very flesh and haunt her forever.
>Soon, The drones each took a toy and started working on her in an expert manner. Amongst other things, they played with her mouth, her nipples, her clit, everything was stimulated just the right way.
>She didn't want to admit it but it felt incredible, every single pathetic attempt to conceal how good she felt met with complete failure.
>The drones didn't even stop when she reached climax, they kept overstimulating her, making her come a second time before stopping.
>She looked at the centipede-bodied drone, as she basked in the afterglow. For her hazy mind, the sick, twisted grin she had looked like a warm smile as the eldritch horror opened her mouth once again, placing a hand on her cheek.
>"S̷h̷o̸u̷l̸d̶ ̵w̷e̶ ̶f̵e̸e̷l̴ ̵g̸o̷o̴d̶ ̵t̴o̶g̵e̷t̶h̸e̷r̵?̵" She asked.
>>34002 >With a hazy mind, still basking in the afterglow, she answered something that she will regret for the rest of her life. One word. One single little word that is going to ruin her forever. "Yes."
>The Mindless slaves put down all the toys and left the room. Jane was confused at first, but suddenly from behind the small drone vessel of the solver many hands started to sprout, touching her all in the right places. Some hands even picked up the toys to penetrate her.
>Suddenly a chilling scream broke her out of her bliss as her eyes popped open.
>To her horror, she witnessed someone getting dragged into the other room, screaming. It was one of her former friends, the ones she betrayed.
>They weren't dead, the evil god had other, more sinister plans for them.
>Before she could even process what's happening, one of the solver's hand covered her mouth.
>"D̴o̷n̵'̵t̷ ̸w̴o̵r̴r̴y̸,̵ ̷s̵h̷e̴ ̷c̵a̷n̷ ̴n̴e̵i̴t̴h̸e̶r̶ ̶h̵e̶a̸r̴ ̵n̸o̵r̸ ̵s̵e̵e̵ ̴u̵s̸.̶ ̴T̶h̷i̶s̸ ̸i̶s̶ ̸a̴ ̷o̴n̸e̸ ̴w̷a̷y̸ ̴m̶i̸r̸r̸o̴r̷." All the hands suddenly continued pleasuring her, as if there wasn't someone in front of her wasn't just getting strapped to a torturing device.
>So this was her game, she should have known that it's gonna be something incredibly messed-up.
>Words couldn't describe how messed up she felt hearing the screams, seeing her former comrade getting tortured horribly while she felt pleasures she never knew existed. This person is going through hell because of her, because of her cowardly betrayal. Her stomach was turning, she was sick of herself.
>This is when she realized the full extent of her sadism. Every time she cums someone is going to die. She didn't have much time to think though, because the drones already brought in the next victim.
>Hours went by. Victim after victim death after death.
>"D̸i̵s̸a̸p̸p̶o̶i̷n̸t̴e̶d̷ ̴s̵i̵g̸h̵.̷ ̵A̸l̶l̴ ̵g̸o̸o̸d̶ ̵t̸h̷i̶n̸g̸s̴ ̶c̸o̴m̷e̸ ̴t̶o̴ ̴a̴n̵ ̸e̵n̶d̸." Said the monster as the mindless slaves dragged in the last victim. At this point, Jane was at the brick of insanity. Her madness of guilt, pain, disgust, and pleasure, was overwhelming.
>This time however, it was different. The Host of the Eldritch God left the room, and the drones from the torture room entered. The blood and gore covered drones proceeded to pick up the toys and began working on her. Soon the toys pushed her to the edge, but every time before she came, they turned off denying her the orgasm.
>"Please just let it end already!" Jane thought as she suddenly heard Cyn's voice: "D̶o̴ ̶y̸o̷u̸ ̵w̵a̷n̶t̸ ̷t̸o̴ ̴k̸n̴o̷w̶ ̶h̸o̶w̷ ̶I̶ ̶f̶o̸u̸n̶d̷ ̵y̸o̴u̵?̶ ̸W̷h̷o̷ ̴s̵o̸l̶d̴ ̶y̶o̵u̶ ̷o̵u̵t̷ ̷t̶o̴ ̶m̶e̸?"
>Jane almost threw up as she heard these words, but then suddenly to her absolute horror, the glass between them came down and she locked eyes with the man.
>The shame, fear, disgust, and horror she felt was indescribable, as she saw the look in the man's eyes. Even as weak and tortured as he was, he kept yelling profanities and slurs at the woman, calling her an animal, a filth and a traitor, amongst other things.
>>34004 >Suddenly to make things worse, the Cyn removed the man's bindings. With a sinister smile she asked the man: "Y̷o̴u̷ ̴w̷i̴l̸l̶ ̵d̵i̸e̸ ̸s̷o̷o̸n̷,̷ ̸w̷h̸a̸t̶ ̵w̸i̶l̸l̵ ̴y̵o̶u̵ ̴d̴o̷ ̶t̵o̶ ̴h̶e̴r̶?"
>The man slowly, using all his strength approached the girl, who was worse than half-mad at this point. When he reached her, the hulking man wrapped his hands around her neck and started choking her. "I will... Take you with me... You disgusting subhuman traitor..."
>As her vision started to fade, something, finally pushed her over the edge and as she came, the man was dead.
>This night, this one night with the sinister god completely ruined her. It messed her up on a core level forever. Even now when someone looks at her angrily or yells at her in anger, her body trembles from waves of pleasure, the word "traitor" gets her wet and weak in the knees and every time she sees a hand she can't help but imagine it around her throat.
>Remember that time Tomar went to Australia and slaughtered an entire high society function so he could make a skinsuit out of some teenage heiress? >That never happened! >Yeah, he had us all fooled. He copied her appearance perfectly, he copied her voice, her mannerisms, her posture, her movements- >Shut up, Zach! >-then he mauled that Russian teenage girl to death and ate her heart in front of us. He committed the perfect crime, he needed to gloat to someone about it I guess. >I didn't do that! I didn't eat a Russian girl's heart! >You ate her heart and then ripped your skinsuit off. >Yeah, then you said "I am the Absolute Tomar. You were my cute little puppets all along." >Why would I call myself the Absolute Tomar?! What does that even mean?! >You said you were the beginning and the end. >"I am going to vore you all into my big gurgly belly."
>>33942 >Uzi has become "Schrödinger's Solverpede"; Simultaneously experiencing reality as both a tangible puppet/drone & it's intangible master pulling the strings >It now takes a significant amount of mental effort just to maintain her physical drone body for any sustained length of time >Between struggling to also keep The Absolute Solver repressed and the ever-mounting struggle to maintain the Post-Canon peace, Uzi has found herself as a hologram more times than she'd like to admit >N's presence/touch helps play a major role in keeping Uzi literally grounded in reality
I rewatched episode 8 for the first time since the premiere. Is that where the Cyn Tail comes from then. The screen turned black for me halfway throughout the credits during the stream, which pissed me off at the time. I wonder if it happened to others as well.
>>34035 John would hide not in a potted plant, not beside a potted plant, but as a potted plant Or he would disguise himself as her bow its a Draw basically. Jane is just John but women so they should ideally be equally matched in most aspects, Jane being a vet might give her an edge but Johns ability to hide in plain sight might let him avoid her for long enough for the bell
>One step remained. Turn it clockwise, anticlockwise. >Not much would matter after that. He couldn't waste precious seconds to the grotesque invaders banging against the security seals. >Keys locked into place as the comms became abuzz with chatter. >"Amber Sea come in!" >Punch in the digits. Four-five-nine-seven-one-two.... >"Amber Sea for god's sake respond! We need-" >So little time. Grains of send spent in delaying the fire. Like the lives of many a man in defense of his soil. >"Amber Sea, this is Private Jenkins. For the love of god we're getting torn apart! Send something! Anyone, anything! Our CO is fucking mince meat!"
>Engines primed. Targeting locked. Singularity matrix stable. >Station Anemone's payload was ready. >His finger hovered above the button reluctantly. He knew the risks. So did they. >But the funny thing was none of them expected to find themselves here, at the end. >"Is anyone from the military coming? Oh god, please. Don't let those things find us!" >*Click*
>Brief warning came from the emergency sirens to alert ground forces of an immediate strike. >Aimed directly at the black heart of the besieging influence. >Grim in his grit, he gave one last salute to the screaming souls planetside. Civilian and military. >He didn't use to believe in monsters. >Now he wasn't so sure. Ending Cutscene - 82/97 - Wolfenstein: The Old Blood Extra Soundtrack
>>34059 >Innocently you leave your Enn to his own devices as you leave for work >Hours later you re-enter the room and watch as he quickly slams the laptop shut >Curious, you decide to re-open the laptop >Your Enn looks at you ashamed as you browse the two tabs >The first tab is filled with pictures of Oogi's eating berries >The 2nd tab is a Vee mating video >The screen has obviously been mlem'd
>Uzi gets tired of the stupid pizza song in the back of her head >She reaches into the depths of the Void with her crazy centipede tendrils and smashes the infinite pizza box Original Cyn is eating from >"We had a deal," it says in a hurt voice >"New management, deal's over!" Uzi replies before leaving it, drifting alone in the void >She returns to her "normal" life, chatting with N before class >The lights go off, leaving the two in darkness >Uzi sets one of her Solver cameras to flashlight mode, illuminating an empty hall, a trail of oil where N was >She follows it and finds him, face frozen in horror, his chest split open, and... some kind of grain growing out of his innards >His core's fine, if terrified, and Uzi's about to ask him what happened when she hears gunfire >V is backpedaling down a hall, shooting at something, before being grabbed and hoisted up >By the time Uzi catches up to her, she's covered in red fruits >A worker drone flees down the hall at impossible speeds, and she gives chase on her two-toned wings >It leaves the outpost, the bunker empty and the doors open, running on foot faster than she can keep pace with her wings >She loses it, but hears a shriek in the distance, and follows it to a half-repaired pod >J is lying in the snow, her dress torn open >Dear Robogod, she's been milked... >Uzi's tail chimes in >"You made a mistake." >"Shut UP, Cyn! I'm gonna paste this freak!" >"Tomato paste?" echoes that drone's voice, and Uzi turns, blowing up a building in the direction it came from >She approaches the rubble, which explodes as the drone flies past her at impossible speed, disappearing behind her- no, into her >Then she feels something slicing away at her >Cameras dart across the length of her true form, spotting the drone as it slashes her apart and thinly slices her horrid flesh before disappearing again >"Peeperoney," the voice says again, echoing in her brain until it's all she can hear, an endless cacophony >Uzi is left reeling in pain, even her eldritch form brought to heel by its bisection, her senses fading >She awakens in her bed in the outpost, N looking at her with concern >"Are you okay, Uzi? You started screaming about pizza." >For the first time since she took this position, Uzi looks scared >"Yeah, N... I'm fine. I had a nightmare." >"How can you have a nightmare about pizza?" >Uzi gives the dork a hug, and he pats her on the back >She hears that song start up again >But now she knows better than to break the deal
>>34061 >Enns have 3 stages of development >The "Egg" stage, this is a rare occurrence as similar to Oogi, most Enns just pop into existence >The cause of these eggs is still unknown, perhaps they too just spawn into existence >The eggs are small and round, only the eyes of the Enn glow within >Most Enn Owners have found that these Egg Enns, are able to miraculously move by way of rolling, and react to the outside world >They do not need food in this stage interestingly enough >After a few months, the Enn will emerge from the egg completely nude >The ""Kid"" stage >These Enns are similar to their ""Adult"" counterparts, however they lack fangs, wings, and stinger >These Enns are moreso like teenagers, they age similar to that of dogs >After a while the ""Kid"" Enn will produce a cloth from its mouth and weave itself a fine suit and tie >It's worth noting that an Enn can be permanently stuck in this stage if the owner simply never lets them outside or eat insects >If the owner chooses to feed their ""Kid"" Enn insects or lets them roam the backyard, the Enn will begin its transition into the next stage >The ""Adult"" Enn stage >Once your Enn has tasted the freedom of the backyard or the flesh of a cricket, they shall begin hibernation, weaving a cocoon around itself, the Enn will hang in a dark spot of the house >After a few months they will emerge, adorned in a pilots cap and coat, with beautiful wings and stinger >However they will need help to adjust to their new form, so be sure to properly tend to your Enns needs once freshly turned >The Enn will become more aggressive in the early stages of its transition, however through proper care and kindess they will return to their normal friendly nature
>>34078 >Beretta's Theme >A song about an average girl fed up with her life/society >Negev's Theme >A song about a lunatic seeing things others can't >JC's Theme >A song about an evil man raising to power through murder and manipulation >Hope's Theme >...... there is no Hope
>>34092 Honestly I'd say Negev again. I can't really see Hope being the metal one, as hilarious as that is. Beretta would probably have punk? At most. JC? Not sure if a corpo would suit that type of music
>>34088 Based drawing! If it's a 2D drawing then I'm actually pretty lenient as far as stylistic deviations goes. I only really care about it being on-model if it's a 3D model
>>34098 >T's Theme >Song about a sadistic cannibal trying to fight his urges and failing You know it just occurred to me how easily most of these songs line up with the characters
>>34088 When it detracts too much from the in-show models. Like plopping a Disassembly drone head on the body of Guerilla Contra's robot. But that's just my personal preference. For a few examples: -Grimwhateverthefuck (hey that's just the name he puts up once in a while) does funky stuff with the worker drone/Disassembly drone shape designs but still retain enough visual similarity that it doesn't take me out (especially fitting in the elbow spikes from the beta design into the DD's current show design) even with incorporating a tad more realistic joint designs + more detailing. -Vicious gives them a somewhat blocky/angular feel to their shape design but still remains close in my head. -ITanon, to me, deviates a bit more from the in-show stuff but pushes the cartoony-ness for humor (even the non-comedy stuff is fun), so it works. Understandably, tube/noodle arms can be a lot harder to get right consistently (especially when a picture/scene doesn't call for pushing/exaggerating the noodleyness of the arm) so reverting back to having forearm/upper arm with an elbow joint is fine for me. Giving them human-like proportions is also where it can be a bit eehhhh, personally. Drones are cute as they are, and the differences in some shapes (arms/legs mostly) and height make for kino visual difference between worker and Disassembly drones.
>almost a million view already for the lyric video on Bite Me Nightcore on AJ's channel Holy moly. I wish him the best for his future endeavors because he knocked it out of the park with the soundtrack.
>>34088 My hard line is if they don't have a rubber stomach. That's the second-most erotic part of a drone's body, the first being the tongue. I can tolerate big tits/asses except on V, whose body is perfection as it is, but if you take away my squeeze zone I'm killing you.
>>34106 Yeah honestly his stuff's great, gives off some confidence in the stylistic choices he made. >>34105 kek but also true. It's a really nice visual bridge between the chest and the pelvis.
Re: Uzi being a Solverpede now, I got this mental image of Uzi being unable to even look at her hands anymore without seeing the extradimensional tendrils manipulating them. She can't escape seeing her strings. Then I word associated my way from poor Uzi to Glitch, to TADC, to Caine, to poor Spamton.
>You finally save up enough to buy your own N >Unpacking him immediately, you activate him >"Hi! I'm Serial Designation N! Before we start hanging out, can you tell me your name and date of birth?" >You comply, and he frowns as you say the latter >"Oh, you're above the approved age range to own me... sorry about this!" >His hand turns into a dart gun which shoots you in the neck, your consciousness quickly slipping away from whatever's in it >"I'm sure we would have been great buddies!" is the last thing you hear >When you wake up, N is nowhere to be seen, and your bank account has been refunded, except for a $200 return fee
>>34120 kek Dumbass should've checked the fine print about the age approval setting JCJenson rolled out a few months ago. Should've gotten a J instead.
>>34022 Now I'm do sleep deprived dork from yesterday who wrone a lot of green and then when I posted it there was aperently som. Kind of error and it didn't get posted. Which is giga annoying. Why would my post error out? What could have happened?
>>34136 No I reverse searched the source. I thought it was pretty cool, I just wish we had even more artfriends. Not that I'm ungrateful I'm just greedy
>>34148 >J, eternally trapped on the monolith, surrounded by branded JCJ merchandise, continuing until the universe ends >She is, and always will be, the happiest being there is
>>33976 (me) Good morning everyone. Apparently wheat I had posted last night wasn't actually posted, it got corrupted or something I don't get why it happened. Very annoying. I had written a lot. So Ill just give the synopsis of what I remember. >>33977 What I can tell you is that you is that it picked off after the end of the show with her repairing the spaceship. Doing self reflection and realizing that she can't do this alone. Realizing that she's maybe kind of an asshole and battling with her prime directive. Feeling that N and V done give a shit about her, that she is dead to them as they didn't really check up on her after. After that she thinks of a way to not seem pathetic when begging for help and to seem more likable is to open a lemonade stand in front of the bunker doors. Because that is a business and thus it's honest work and a transaction. Worker drones approach her and discuss the point of Lemonade as there are no Lemons in this world. So J rebrands it as Oilnade, but then the problem becomes what are they supposed to pay her? As worker drones were specifically made don't to get money for their work. And its not really something she wants, she wants something she can exchange for people helping her. Defeated J just gives it away for free. After that N shows up and being the sweet little goober he is invites you in and is glad she finally showed up. He forgives her, but the implications is that others don't forgive so easily. This she begins a new chapter of being integrated in the Worker Drone society. All in all a silly little all over the place geentaxt with a lot of dialogue. Too bad I can reproduce it now. I think it was interesting. This synopsis is the best I can do. >>33978 I didn't know which UAC you were talking about so I asked for clarification. >>33979 Its ok Anon I know how it feels. >>33980 >>33984 I do not know who Kat is. Is that an OC? Anyways I do remember how the Greentext went because it was short and unhinged. >Be me >Disassembly Drone serial Designation K >Sent to clear out the Worker Drone on Planet Despot-14 >Planet was used for Tank production >Soon after arriving the drones organised a resistance and put the human war machines to use >The job was about to get incredibly hard, but that's the reason why I was chosen for this mission. >I came with the specific set of skills to deal with heavy armour >That's how I got the name Kat >Serial Designation K; Anti-Tank Im sorry if this isn't what you expected. >>33981 >>33982 Great ideas unfortunately I had no idea where to go with it. Sorry >>33985 Wrote this one as well, the synopsis is V tied you to a chair and is explaining how the Liver regenerates and you'll be fine she just needs to make a couple incisions here and there. Two problems tho. Even if you do survive open surgery, you are going to go into toxic shock because the operation would breach your hazmat suit and you would die. Panicking you somehow manage to explain to her that theres no safe amount of the liver she can eat. Not because it would be extremely painful for you, but because if DDs eat human liver, it will compromise their coolants and they will overheat and die. Somehow V buys this and leaves you be, for now, she has to do some research first. You are still tied to the chair. >>33986 This one is really out there sorry Anon idfk what to do with this. >>33988 Will Do something! Probably l8er today. Him as the last man standing, surviving in this frozen hell hole. >>33989 Sounds interesting might give it a shot. >>33990 Would probably mix this one with the Mitchell one. I know you want a deadspace but il lse what I cook up. >>33991 Sound good but Im not the most familiar with all the OCs out there. I know theres a no name worker drone with a gasmask. Ill probably pick him unless you guys have better suggestions. >>33992 >>33993 Interesting but I think someone else can write it better. I might give it a try.
>>34157 (me) I could be wrong, but still. >>34155 Here's a picture with most of the OCs, minus a few new ones like Negev. Don't forget to check the Dronebooru for information as well! https://files.catbox.moe/nttnk8.png
>>34159 >Dronebooru I had no idea that site existed. >Kat Oh I see who she is now. hahaha the greentext is so unhinged. I guess Ill spend some time on Dronebooru looking up OCs and reading up on them. I don't really want to write about someone I dont know.
>>34183 >Anon walks down from upstairs with E, her sisters and brother were watching football in the living room >Suddenly, they all turned to look at two, making things awkward
>>34199 >Cyn's been feeling unwell lately >hard to walk, hard to talk, hard to pay attention, tired constantly >thankfully, her friend who saved her from the corpse pile is willing to help her >the cigarettes for Mr. Elliot's buddies are rolled up expertly by an invisible hand >"Th-thank you," Cyn tells her friend, who is never there but always listening >her friend texts her back: >[Any time, puppet ;)]