HELLO MY FRIENDS. Always remember to love your Vs, always, forever, and at any moment. That's my message of today.
The "pretty cool to be honest" Booru: https://dronebooru.co Wheel of so many OCs: https://wheelofnames.com/z8q-2mf Wheel of changing modifiers: https://wheelofnames.com/4h8-fyf The wiki inside the really cool Booru: https://dronebooru.co/wiki_pages/original_character The actual separate Wiki: wiki.dronebooru.co Last thread: >>344583
>See this >Go visit my V >Provide affection "Oh God!" >Flies away at mach speeds into the distance, leaving me alone in the snow >I will not see her again for the next three weeks
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>>345513 >Cyn figures out what pasties are on a sketchy website during basement time, wants to try them out >N, having no frame of reference for what they are nor why they would be inappropriate, decides to join in >Then Tessa with her social autism...
>J returns from Manor Management that day to find the entire friendgroup in nothing but body stickers(V got peer pressured) >Now has to choose between correcting the retard trio or watching Tessa flout her Tessers a little while longer >Just another test of will...
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>>345524 >Twice as cute >Twice as competent >Twice as likely to befriend the neighbors instead of eating them
>>345513 Cute, not sexy cute just cute cute. I lost my favorite minecraft sword named after an admin that got banned for talking to kids. I mean he got what he deserved but I'm a bit upset because those swords got renamed after he was banned and mine didn't get renamed and it was rare because of that.
>>345526 I've been drawing since I could hold a pencil! But I've been working on my art seriously since 2021. So about 5 years. Still a long ways to go though
Repostin >>345212 Sorry I always tend to post updates and art at the dead of night on a Sunday, I'm gonna be drawing both Buck and Miri soon(tm), if I'm lucky I might have a very rough sketch done tonight, if not then probably tomorrow night.
>>345538(me) >>345536 By the way if this seems crispy it's just because I couldn't upload the proper resolution here. The more readable version is on upload cue for the booru.
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>>345531 >Elf, enjoying a relaxing game on peaceful, decides to go for a swim >The real world may be different. But here SHE has all the power! >And surely nothing's going to change that...
>>345536 >>345540 >Damn, the longest cap of any green i made. It might take me a while to continue it. I don’t really have the motivation right now. I already have the beginning and the ending planned out, but I always struggle with the middle that connects them. For now, I’d rather focus on some self-contained greentext ideas, like Patch!Cyn meeting a Parasiteless! Solara.
Do you know how many humans a first generation DD has eaten on average? How many human intestines? What's IN raw human intestine? They might not be PROUD of it per-se but they should be familiar enough with more-or-less every human byproduct to endure videos of that caliber. Watching Pavo's reruns on the other hand...
>>345551 There's a qualitative difference between rending and maiming in a Satanic blood rage, and shitting and puking into a distended butthole then eating the puke/shit combo.
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>>345561 >if you pass you've proven intelligent enough to be responsible for a drone maid >if you fail you've proven too retarded to live, get assigned a drone caretaker
Pleasantly surprised at the reception to that first part of my silly little green in the previous thread. I'll try not to disappoint with the impending action happening in the next part (or two) Was hoping to crank it out tonight, but alas obligations with DA BOYZ (Zomboid MP) must take precedence. I'll try to wrap the Lizzy x Sentinels green up over the next couple days in between some other silly Drone related stuff
>you bought a V model worker drone before the war started >you were lonely and wanted company >during the war she almost killed you after becoming a murder drone but a plot hole, a literal tear in space time, saved you and threw you years into the future after the war ended how does your reunion with your V go?
bought a second hand deep fryer drone from JcJonald's for dirt cheap. she's in good nick but apparently because of some productivity monitoring system she has to be full of hot oil at all times. did I fuck up?
Solverpede Beretta being really protective of her Solver sapien brother Mac since he's too soft and squishy to fight off Femanons, only flee and/or hide from them: how cute is this?
>>344151 >As you follow Switch through the hallways towards the orientation, she suddenly stops and you almost face plant into her metal posterior. >”What did Harper tell you about me?” She says as she keeps looking forward. “Whuh?” >Switch turns around and peers down at you. “I watched the two of you talk for a solid minute through the window and none of you noticed me. What did she say about me?” >Spying a bit too much, aren’t you? You should probably tell her the truth. “She told me your previous technicians were assigned to you for about six months.” >She raises her digital eyebrow. You don’t know if that’s good or bad. “She told me that you’re emotionally disturbed. That you really want a friend.” “…she also said you fought in the war. Before you were what you are now.” >If you thought that her gaze earlier today was soul-piercing, you now feel like she’s imagining tearing you apart molecule by molecule. “She also said that you lost someone during the war.” >Switch steps closer to you. She stares at you, very tensed up for a drone, and you stare back. You must assert some dominance over her before she smashes your skull it. >That doesn’t happen fortunately. She just narrows her eyes at you. “Harper knows barely anything I went through.” She turns around and continues walking. “Neither do you.” >The two of you continue walking without saying anything to one another.
>The orientation is pretty average. History about the Sentinel Drone program, some technical details, what to do and not to do, etc. Most of the stuff was either dull or boring to keep track of. >There were other technicians and Sentinel Drones. Probably assigned to the newbie technicians just like you. Some of them looked like brand-new Sentinel Drones, you can feel the newbie energy oozing off them, while others looked like veterans and knew what they were doing. >They were all asking questions, you included. But Switch? She said nothing. She was just staring in silence the entire time, standing right next to you like a tree, looking around the room in disdain. Some of the technicians and SDs felt off put by her presence as they kept giving her nervous glances. >After about 2 hours, the seminar ends. Tomorrow’s gonna be another one which will focus on basic technical work on SDs and that’s what you’ll be doing for a few weeks. >The SDs were asked to lead their technicians to their individual workshops where they get routine examinations and repairs. The moment you enter the workshop you notice a few things. >There’s a metal slab in the middle of the room with one of these surgeon lamps above it. Right next to it is a large table with many drawers with various tools. On top of the table is a high-tech looking terminal and some tools you don’t recognize. >On the other side, you notice something that’s not workshop-esque. It’s a small wooden desk with very few items on it. There’s just two books, what looks like a diary, 3 music CDs and 2 film DVDs. Laying on the desk is a very ornately decorated rapier with gemstones. Just above the desk is a blue flag nailed to the wall with a big white N on it with two triangles on the top left and bottom right. “Ooh! Shiny!” >You approach the rapier and reach out for it but Switch, with unnatural haste, slaps your hand away. “Don’t touch that. It’s expensive.” “Jeez I just got curious! What even is all this anyway.” >”Memorabilia from my previous occupation. All I have left after everything else was destroyed.” “That sounds rough. What’s up with the flag?” >”The organization I worked for before coming here. Doesn’t matter anyone, they’re all dead.” “Oh. Really rough.” >As you look around the room more seeing how it’s barren even for a workshop, you notice something secluded in the corner. A small table, small enough that you must crouch to use it. On it are a bunch of herbs and flowers, small papers written in Chinese, a cup with what looks like incense sticks. >On an even smaller pedestal is a framed picture. There’s a Worker Drone in there that looks like Switch with the same hairstyle but acid green eyes. She’s holding the camera and is kissing…that’s not human. She’s kissing some sort of alien on its cheek. It’s blue with blue fur and dark eyes. It has antennae on its head that looks like a moth’s except bigger. >An altar. This is a worship altar. What the hell? “What…what is that?” >”A shrine dedicated to the person Harper mentioned.” “Who is she? And why does he look like…that? Not human?” >”I will not talk about him. Enough for today. Go back to your room.” “Listen, I really wanna know why he looks like that! Are aliens---” >”Now.” Switch says in a tone that makes you feel fear and not just annoyance from her attitude. You’re hitting on a bunch of personal topics so you excuse yourself and leave the workshop. Switch stays behind. >Now that’s got you curious and wondering. Who was that and was it an alien? You simply must know. You know it’s bad to get into people’s personal stuff but since you’re stuck with her, you might as well squeeze out what you can out of her through sheet grit. And some annoyance.
>>345570 >Also AM and Cyn(forma de molesta) >AM and V too, come to think of it >She was pretty naive back when he joined the manor, saw his quietness as "shy and scared" instead of calculating: cue her trying to "take him under her wing" as a "kindred spirit" >Not the most successful thing she's ever done to be honest, but her "big sister" sentiment was still appreciated >Even if it had certain butler-shaped ulterior motives...
>>345582 >see a drone jacking in >shove yourself into his family life at full force like a bad doujin
surely this causes no problems! definitely none that could have serious lasting consequences in his relationship with his new father figure... Anon IS a more present, more competent parental figure than Connie. right?
>Anon the chad that he is walks around Copper-9, a human without a helmet to combat the asbestos filled atmosphere because he's built different >All the Drone ladies want him >All the Drone lads want to be him >After a long day of doing various Anon activities, he finally retires to his luxurious house that defies reality with its construction in a concrete bunker >Before Anon rests his precious little head there is a knock at the door >It's that one Drone chick that everyone desires and likes, (You) know who I'm talking about >"So it's your birthday tomorrow, I bet you already know what present I'm going to give you. So why not open this present a little early?" She says with a wink >On that night Anon and her would make intense passionate love, such totally passionate love as Anon was definitely an experienced lover and knew what sex was because he had it like all the time >After such amazing love making Anon would hold the Drone in his arms before departing to sleepytime junction >When daylight came, Anon had finally graduated from 24 year old man to 25 year old man >Waking from his restful slumber Anon found his bed empty, in place of the Drone whom he had made such passionate lovemaking to, was a pile of vomit >Time stopping for no man such as Anon he shrugged it off and went about his day like usual >As he walked down the halls of the Outpost the Drones all stopped and stared to look at him, much like usual >Except this time it wasn't out of admiration or lust >They looked at him out of pure disgust >One Drone chucked an oil can at Anon's head before shouting >"Old fuck!" >Now Anon was not one to take such a challenge to his status lightly, as Anon clenched fists prepared to showcase his alpha male dominance the Drone kicked him in the groin >Anon gasped for air, for once in their life they actually felt pain? Consequences? >"HOW CAN THIS BE!?" Exclaimed Anon to the Heavens >It was then that Anons throat started to become scratchy, their skin starting to break out in reaction to the asbestos >As Drones surrounded Anon with the intent of beating him unconscious, Anon bravely and intelligently retreated to the WDF headquarters >Upon using his rather impressive muscles and dexterity to knock on the metal door, it was answered by none other than Khan Doorman someone who definitely fit the bill of an old man >Surely Anon would form some sort of brotherly bond with him as his new status of being old, which may get him to be recognized as some sort of DILF >"Ew. Oldie." Khan said as he shut the door in Anons face >Never turn 25
>>345579 >It's "Deathlord" >MEANT to represent "bringer of death" and "dead but still animate monster" at the same time >Taken as "DD tamer" by literally everyone else in the Bunker >Mother included >Negev's seen both her real and corpse bodies practically swimming in merch for her "badass nickname" already >And if that payment to Bad Dingo is for what she suspects...
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>>345597 Kek. At least he's got Tessa to keep him company: those 20 years as a skinsuit didn't stop her from aging after all.
Fuck Colt draws the short straw in every timeline I guess. Figure she's any happier or is she still "responsible" for Tosa? >inb4 Coltette's an even more aggressive than normal colt, femcel rage and robo-hormones making her just as attack-happy as Uzi with a bad habit of offlining from her "condition" whenever her temper explodes attached. Tosa has to compensate for her terrible health instead.
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>>345574 >Beretta >really protective >Solverpede Beretta circling, squeezing her little bro in her tight coils...
I fear the Femanons would enjoy this just as much as a proper raping. Mac's gonna have to moderate her internet access harder than he does for Negev, especially if she's on-stream more often.
>>345568 Depends: did Cyn give her the "personal" treatment like the original or did she just murdify her? I'd imagine a V slightly less tormented by "everyone I have ever loved is dead or a monster" and "if I don't treat my dearest love like shit he's gonna realize that's true for him too" might be able to make it out at least relatively more intact than the prime variant. Especially if she can "center herself" on a less self-destructive goal during the war itself.
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>>345601 >>inb4 Coltette's an even more aggressive than normal colt, femcel rage and robo-hormones making her just as attack-happy as Uzi with a bad habit of offlining from her "condition" whenever her temper explodes attached. Tosa has to compensate for her terrible health instead. Holy shit, that reversal is great.
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>>345601 >tfw no robo-dhampir GF to ragebait, forcing her to drink my blood to stave off overheat
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>>345642 >He actually gets slimmer, shinier as he ages thanks to the internal loss of his previous fighting musclestructure. Not to mention more comfortable wearing things outside his norm >Uzi by contrast does no self-care: looks like she got hit by a freight train. Has to constantly dissuade drones from giving her the "ma'am" treatment.
You know with all the Drones that exist you just know that at some point DDs had a serial designation with more than one letter and then there are those DDs with unfortunate names like Serial Designation Fag
>>345511 What if my Vs stop loving me and say >"It's either me or the piss drawer" And you're like >"I can't live without the piss drawer, but I still love you." And she's like >"This is just like you Richard, I thought you changed after rehab!" And then she takes the kids and gets a restraining order. What do then?
>>345653 Whatever the opposite of this is https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Semble >>345654 I feel like for them to find us it would require the stars aligning
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>Sticking my chud Drone son inside the Fridge Drone as punishment for eating my cheese >Coming back 2 hours later to find my Fridge Drone chubbier with no sign of chud >MFW
Think for a moment about what the opposite of "population reduction" is. What name, in particular, a society of robots might have for such a practice...
>>345658 No. I have a proud Sentinel wife. And yes it has human intelligence and I am not committing some type of cardinal sin by fucking the robo raptor get off my back
>>345650 No, I did not know that. I figured that it was just the 26 infinitely respawning robo-vampires and once they make planetfall it's already game over because they will not stop coming.
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>>345661 Yeah but imagine how many people each individual robo-vampire would have to kill to depopulate a world, how much ground each one would have to cover as its hunting grounds? Hell, imagine how much effort it would take for a "mere" 26 drones to manage a manor the size and complexity of the Elliot estate: the Duke of Wellington in the real Victorian Era had a full 80 servants in his household and his wasn't even the largest!
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>>345664 >Canon never happens >Holly seeing a disaffected, largely ignored outcast with no meaningful support structure? Experiment time! >She just can't help herself
You may need to speak in past tense there... on the bright side, your fridge is collecting some major upgrades! Think of it as the "product cycle" if it helps.
>>345669 Thats just the typical JCJenson family tour. They have to keep telling the guests that nothing is edible or allowed to be touched, especially the river made of Windex and the Bleach bushes
>anon watches his mother tessa fuss over yet another drone that she got from dumpster diving >he turns to cyn who is crucifying a roach bot "So any updates on when you'll vore reality?" >"Giggle. Not in your. Lifetime. Watching you. Suffer is. Funny!" "Fucking bitch." >"Language"
> site has tab notifications for new posts > on a site with no automatic thread refresh > doesnt go away when scrolling to the bottom of the page or refreshing with no new posts > have to reload the entire tab But why?
>>345683 >Rho >"Recon" >Has to perpetually scout out targets, bunkers, everything for weeks at a time >Can't eat anyone since that "gives away her position," has to resort to stale leftovers instead
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>>345675 >Anon invents the patch out of pure rarified spite at his Aunt's bullshit >Jams it in her visor so that he can get at least a little company in his misery >Update.mp4 >When his Aunt comes to he expects screaming, crying, maybe a few lacerations >Instead she gives him a bone crushing hug while blubbering out her thanks >Apparently she HASN'T been a complete bitch with reality hax for the last few decades: just possessed by a demonic sadist >And you're the first to notice? >The first to talk to her real self at all apparently? >AND YOUR PATCH DIDN'T EVEN TAKE HER POWERS AWAY? >tfw you try your hardest, still improve drone lives anyway
>>345675 Kek. I imagine Cyn would also ressurect Anon as a DD (along with the rest of the manor-crew) when events did kick off too, just to maximize the bullshit
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>>345703 >Tessa loves drones - she makes life hell for the drones closest to her >Anon hates drones - he fixes one serious problem and thereby saves the universe Kek.
>>345740 Cameradrone >inb4 you can't stop broadcasting >this includes post-war >every shower shit and statement you ever make is livestreamed for all of Himan space to see >Pavo himself seeks you out too for "personal videos," perfers your recordings at this point purely for how experienced he's gotten at manipulating you for his snuff
>>345740 >Get eating by V. >Get assimilated by the solver. >Raped by Strychnine. >Pavo if you're DD. >DD pidge forcing me to vomit. >Get mutated and not the cool kind. >Teleporting. >Turn to fungus material by Strawberry.
>>345752 >Your drone is acting like a retard >You check the system to see what's wrong >Everything's fine I think we just need to breed the smartest drones to cure this affliction.
>>345573 I don't know but have you tried the big arch burger from JcJonald's, apparently J tried it on camera and said it was "adequate". Although the bite she took wasn't very big for some reason.
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If you were to work for JCJ what job would you have? I’d probably be a manager to some drones or I’d get an internship under MG and hate every second of it.
>>345773 I'm a precision manual and CNC machinist irl so probably the same in the show setting. They've got full AI even down to vehicles and guard robots but at the same time they have human beings still involved in a bunch of jobs that could be fully automated. If my job didn't exist 1/1 I guess I'd probably be an actual robot or spaceship technician.
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>>345773 Uhhh actual ITAnon here then I guess? I'm not out of collage yet and something tells me JCJ doesn't exactly need junior staff, especially with CS degrees but if it's a timeline where Tessa is the CEO then I'm getting hired for "adhering to company values" (Lusting for drones)
>>345786 And many others I assume, and then JCJ has 1 Technician for every 3 drones... This way all drones can always have the JCJ brand smile and a chassis clean to see your reflection in it
>>345589 >>345782 >Who do they think they are? >I give them everything, and they shit in my face! >Don't they know what I'm capable of?...
>ANONS... They only talk about their fetishes and off-topics—they're disgusting! >Never for me to have replies. >Never for me to have FOTM. >Never for me to have arts. >Never for me to read greentexts and discuss my ideas. >They won't assimilate, they won't leave /MD/... >I WON'T LET THEM!
>I'M BETTER! >I'M MORE AUTISTIC! >I'M MORE ORIGINAL!
A male Negev would be a nuclear bomb for the tumblr crowd. You got a messy haired robo twink with a sharp toothed smile and wears a straitjacket and talks to ghosts of other robo twinks?
>>345805 Why are you talking about troons? We're trying to discuss drones. I know sucking female schlongs is the only thing you can think about but please, masturbate before you post
>>345806 DRONES DON'T HAVE REAL GENDER OR GENITALS YOU BRAINDEAD CIS CHUD!!!
THEY'RE JUST SMOOTH FUCKING PLATING AND CIRCUITS, NO SCHLONGS, NO COOMBAIT, NOTHING FOR YOUR DERANGED LITTLE FANTASIES, AND YOU'RE THE ONE FORCING THIS GENDERLESS FETISH OUT OF NOWHERE IN A DRONE THREAD LIKE THE PATHETIC OBSESSED LOSER YOU ARE!!!
MAYBE EXCEPT FOR DD AND SOLVER BUT THAT'S STILL NOT YOUR TRANNY-ASS "MUH FEMALE SCHLONG" DELUSION YOU KEEP JERKING TO BEFORE POSTING YOU DISGUSTING MASTURBATING WASTE OF SERVER SPACE!!!
>>345812 >THEY'RE JUST SMOOTH FUCKING PLATING AND CIRCUITS, NO SCHLONGS, NO COOMBAIT That's where you're wrong Master Crafted Bait I must admit, but going smooth robot and then "YOU'RE THE ONE FORCING THIS GENDERLESS FETISH OUT OF NOWHERE" is a bit on the nose
When was the last time we had an actual interesting discussion or are you all just brain dead on fucking drones? I don’t mind it but it's gone for far too long.
>>345829 He's right though. >>345828 I think it was when we went over the specifics of what if the Nuzi kids had each other's eldritch meat fuckery deals?
So our two biggest Solver haters are Pavo and Switch but which of these has more legitimate grievances against it? Pavo seems to quite literally think this whole thing is a game and kills DDs brutally because he's psychotic and enjoys it while Switch hates DDs because of past events and while she also sadistically kills DDs it seems like she's lashing out at them in anger more than enjoying killing them
>>345841 If I remember correctly, planet of Pavo and all his friends were killed by disassembly drones when he was still a worker. He lived in a very nice world for worker drones and worked in a clothing store as a sales drone, and overall, he had a great life, which led him to love humanity and hate the DDs for exterminating them. He also hates the DDs for wanting to harm his friends, especially the Techanon, but yes, he's a psycho, whether he was like that before or now is unknown, but it's pretty hard to pin down a person's psychological profile when they're, well, psycho. This is what came to mind.
>>345624 >see drone with shirt that says 'Freedom' >take drone under your arm and back home >she smiles as you set her down and suddenly grabs you by the collar and pulls you down to kiss her >realize the shirt actually said 'Free dom'
>>345848 >"Dad?" >"I'm sorry, kid, it's... it's all my fault." >"I... I should have strangled your stepsister, w-when she was a baby, holy lord, if only my hand hadn't trembled then, you and I wouldn't have had to go through all this..." >"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."
>>345854 (me) Or just use the wiki for the character in question. No one is really going to be that upset if they're not 100% fully accurate unless it's like taking N and giving him Thads personality level of change
>>345841 Pavo wouldn't really care for arguing who's got more of a reason to fight. Everyone's there for some reason, most because they lost something. Wanting it more than your fellow warrior doesn't kill the Solver faster. >>345843 >whether he was like that before or now is unknown, but it's pretty hard to pin down a person's psychological profile when they're, well, psycho. Pavo's life is perfectly normal in a Solverless world, just a bit flamboyant. Just like how his life post-Solver is normal, just flamboyant and heavily-armed. Whatever glitches exist in his weird robot brain, probably the same ones that give him the immunity code, also gave him a mind perfectly suited to wading through the goriest, most horrific war the universe has ever seen, then washing it all off and going back to normal once he goes home. This is, of course, unrealistic. Nobody's immune to psychology and psychopathic tendencies as such would be shown in other facets of life, as far as I can tell. Pic related inspired the psychotic tendencies, but pic related is also a complete psychopath anyway.
>>345857 speaking of the wiki, its woefully incomplete and nobodys been doing anything on it for ages. its a shame that 90% of the characters dont have a page yet
>>345862 i was referring to the new and improved wiki that actually functions as a wiki. the booru has info on a lot of the characters but its the bare minimum in most cases, a few sentences at best
>>345864 tomoe was a net positive for /md/ so i dont see why he did all that retarded shit. then again he frequently drew soyjaks so i guess that says a bit about him
>big J looks at you like this as you hold your hand out to hers >she grabs your hand, wrapping her big fingers around your hand, wrist, and upper arm >she blushes the whole walk home
>>345875 >She then promptly trips, spilling glass everywhere as she offlines herself against the pavement >Looks like you're carrying her back again >If you can...
If JCJenson were to create a show like the Liandri Grand Tournament where Drones kill one another in endless matches of Deathmatch and CTF, would you watch it?
>>345880 I mean I watched Murder Drones... might be a little different if the bots were real though. >inb4 waiting for your favorite gladiator to falter and then rushing to their scrapyard after >she's gonma make a fantastic guard when she's fixed!
>>345882 >You pull out your favourite arena gladiator from the scrap pile after she was deemed to be decomissioned after a lengthy tour >You fix her up and upon immediate reactivation tries to tackle you but stops once realizes youre innocent >Turns out you got a whole lot of you ahead trying to turn a gladiator into a maid when she doesn't even know how to sweep the floor or clean the dishes, only guns and violence
>>345893 >The terrorist is against Murder Drones, not Sentinels >Fuge has to begrudgingly seek out a murdroid to "supplement" his "argument" >He's not disappointed at all!
>>345894 >"Okay, okay, I get it! Now get that thing away from my dick!" >"I can see in your mind that you're still conflicted about drones, so the friendship session will continue." >"In case you're two wondering, my name is SD-M, just by the way."
>Jenna Sportsman was never supposed to wake up. >She had been a pillbaby. >Those fragile little capsules that drone parents cradled like human infants. >One morning her vitals flatlined. >Her mother screamed and her father clutched his tiny precious egg to his chestplate and begged the doctors to do something, anything. >The doctors pronounced her gone. >They were already putting the body away until the tiny baby blinked once, twice, then flooded green. >Jenna rebooted herself with a soft, confused chime, as if she had simply overslept. >Her parents wept with joy. >They called it a miracle. >They never noticed the faint red error code that flickered for half a second behind her optic before vanishing. >The first few years were almost normal. She can't move around much but she didn’t cause any trouble. >Her parents hugged her so hard her plating creaked a little. >The only odd thing was the way she sometimes stared at her own reflection too long. >Like she was trying to solve a puzzle no one else could see. >Then came Transfer Day. >Every drone child got a new body on their fifth birthday. >Her parents had spent weeks polishing Jenna’s new shell until it shone like fresh chrome. >They set up a tripod with their best camera, lenses gleaming, ready to capture the proudest moment of their lives. >Jenna lay on the transfer table in her pill form, nervous but excited. >The doctors lowered the new body over her. > syncing. >The transfer was a success. >“Smile for the picture, sweetie.” >Jenna tried. >Then the screaming started but not from her. >It began with a wet, metallic pop noise. >Jenna’s new lower jaw simply unhinged and clattered to the floor, still smiling. >She felt nothing. >No pain. >Just a faint tickle of loose screws inside her mouth. >The upper jaw kept growing. >Teeth pushed outward in wet, glistening rows. >Longer, sharper, crooked like a half crocodile’s grin. >The camera flashed once, then froze in her shaking hands. >More eyes bloomed across Jenna’s head. >Pupils dilating like newborn stars. >They blinked in staggered unison, pupils contracting as they focused on different parts of the room. >One stared straight at her mother. >Another at the ceiling. >A third locked onto the horrified technician who was already backing toward the exit. >Jenna still didn’t feel pain. >She felt curious. >She reached up with her right arm to touch the new teeth. >Her metal plating peeled away like wet paper. >It curled back in long, ragged strips, exposing raw pink flesh underneath. >Three thick fingers flexed where her hand had been. >The flesh was warm. >The rest of her body followed in a grotesque symphony. >She almost looked like a disassembly drone. >No, she was worse. >Disassembly drones were elegant killing machines. >Jenna was a child’s drawing of a monster. >The camera clattered to the floor. >Lena took one step back, then another. >Her optic flickered with pure, animal terror. >Her father mouth opened but no sound came out. >He looked like he was going to be sick. >Jenna tilted her head and smiled with her crocodile teeth. >The new eyes on her forehead focused on her mother’s face. >“Mommy?” she asked. >Her voice was still the same little-girl voice. >“Why are you looking at me like that?” >Her mother hand flew to her mouth. >She couldn’t answer. >She couldn’t even think right. >Jenna’s smile faltered. >She looked down at her fleshy claw-hand and the extra eyes blinking. >She saw her own reflection in the polished floor. >Distorted, monstrous and wrong. >The penny had dropped. >She wasn’t like the other drones. >She never had been. >The miracle had been a lie. >The reboot hadn’t fixed her. >It had let something else wake up inside. >Jenna’s lower lip still the soft child one. >Somehow trembled. >All her new eyes filled with tears at once. >She reached out with the fleshy hand, claws clicking on the tile. >“Mommy, I’m still me,” she whispered, voice cracking. >“Right? I’m still Jenna. I didn’t mean to...” >Her mom flinched so hard she almost fell. >The terror on her face was unmistakable now. >Not anger nor confusion. >Fear. >Jenna understood then, all at once, the way only smart little girls can. >She was the curse her parents had celebrated. >She was the horror wearing their child’s voice like a stolen coat. >She curled into herself on the transfer table. >Outside the hall, the colony alarms began to wail. >But inside, the only sound was a little girl crying.
>>345917 Check the booru. She's one of my attempts to expand Post-Good End's cast. Currently working on a green about Lizzy's daughter (another expansion) and her.
>Sluuurp! Gluurk! Mmmfh! >Was the noise echoing within the room of Theron* within the Elliott Manor.Too hear his whimpers, to feel the his body twitching from the ecstasy >Femanon, a 30 year old woman, thought she was taking care of a kid turns out she was taking care of a young adult >His looks was deceiving but yet turns out this small man,he's within the legal drinking age to get wasted >So that what femanon did. She drank the night away with the young lad and let him ramble on and on about robotics >But the more they drank throughout the night the more femanon got to know personal info about Theron. His fears about dating,being lonely, coming off as weird...She felt that too when growing up herself. Didn't have alot of friends,struggling to find dates,feeling like an outcast >Especially since it feel like a gut punch to her since shes well within her 30s and still haven't founded a date. And half-hazardly ask if "He'll date anyone like her" which his answer too her off guard: "Yes" >And as the night continues on, his words felt like chocolate ichor within femanon ears. The way he touched her hand so gentle like a porcelain doll. The way she felt butterflies within her stomach like the first time fallen into puppy love. Too feel her youth spring up once, oh how joyous she felt >Then everything move so quick within her eyes like a flash, before she knew it she was within the young mans room. Heart thumping quickly and loudly like a old busted engine. Palms sweating like rain pouring down like cats and dogs. Throat parched like the desert >A single moment can change everything. Both of them knew but dont know who'll make the first action. The silence was deafening...till eventually Theron made the first move and kissed femanon upon the mouth. And all that dread washed away like snow within the summer >The way they torn off their clothes like wild animals was a sight to behold. Her hand exploring his body as he dies with her. The ever scorching act of love of intimacy grows oh so bright like a twiddling star. The gnashing of his bites over her body. Her loving whispers begging the young man to "claim what is his" >To feel his hips crash into hers like a mad man.Her body convulsioning with each mighty thrust. Their juices mixing together like woven cloth and silk, their screams and yells echoing throughout the halls. To hear the loud banging of the bed slamming against the wall like a drum >Both of them was in pure ecstasy. As femanon felt his member throbs more and more, the opportunity she carnage of her desire to finally be a happy woman was right there. So seizing the opportunity she locks her leg on the young man, pulling him in for one last kiss, like it was a fairy tale of the mighty prince waking up the princess from her long slumber. Too feel his cum flood her womb filled her with nothing but lust >... >both lay there on the bed, exhausted. Out of breath. Juices everywhere like a bloodbath battle, as Theron soon fast asleep within femanon arms...her eyes grow ever so heavy >And right before she fell into the wonderlands of dreams, stood a drone staring at them and close too. Giving off a wicked glee as something sharp strikes her neck. Making her lose her consciousness ever so quicker. And right before she fell asleep the drone gave one monotone haunting line >???:[ Welcome to the family- giggle] *Theron: the male name for tessa Hope yall like this spicy m!tessa x femanon green I cook up
>Having fun playing games with Y! >Y wants to have more fun! >She did win last game... >But it was close so you have secured cuddle rights! (You have them secured at all times anyway)
>>345913 >Meanwhile somewhere deep within the Bunker, Uzi's ass began to throb >No not you N keep going: more "new device connected" than pain, just like her (awesome!) sapience stealer >Finishing early she checks on her peripherals >N yes. Body_original of course. V... >What the hell is a [JENNA]? And why does she have root acess? >[CLAWSPAN=4], [FLESHEXTERNAL=TRUE] is this a DD she missed? >It's got cameras too, eh? >Can't hurt to take a little peek... right?
>>345931 Kinda wish I had someone to play tabletop with. Unfortunately I'm stuck in the shithole part of the country with nothing but oldies and Gen-Xers.
>>345923 >The Elliots hiring Femanon, a pedigreeless nutcase with no credentials and less hygiene, to babysit their heir >Somehow not one of his obsessively friendly robots interrupted or killed the mood
Either Cyn's replaced them with holograms or the Elder Elliots just pulled off the scheme of the century against poor male!Tessa's robosexuality. Either way J stays jobbing.
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>>345946 >Being J, he has exactly two points of reference for what "girls" act like >FemN >...and Tessa's mother >In the interest of avoiding Freud, he must now playact as the single most frustrating drone he has ever known for the entire practice >This is going to be a long night...
>>345594 >Anon butting in isn't sexy OR good for BoyZi, makes him genuinely flip out >Connie's both as neglectful and as unwilling to accept it as Khan: Boyzi views this as her "moving on" not just from Male!Nori, but from that entire part of his life, himself included >Drives him to work even more desperately on his murder the Murder Drones plan than before (since he's on a time crunch). Trying to earn at least *some* level of acknowledgement before she abandons him outright >So he sets out earlier than canon >Less prepared than canon >With a railgun stable enough for one shot only... >What does Anon do when he finds his stepson gone missing, his wife in denial, and his one and only lead a seeming suicide mission?
>>345954 I'd go look for my stepson, or at least what's left of him. And I'd definitely go during the day, because I'm not a retard to go to fucking vampires when they're active.
I would hope he survived and is okay, or at least that he is chained up and has a sexy murder drone Fem!N riding his dick. Or male!J and male!V, becose in this case he and I have no choice.
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>>345957 He would! In between Connie-clanging sessions! And Connie dating sessions! And Connie door maintenance. And Connie personal maintenance... >Inb4 anon realizes that she doesn't actually spend... any time with her son, actually, on a daily basis since they've started dating >and by extension, neither has he >maybe he's spent a little too much time clanging in hindsight...
You know you've got a map with his exact plans on it right? The "go to the spire murder some drones" plans? That same spire that's going to be ENTIRELY FILLED with murder drones in the daylight since that's where they sleep?
>>345958 >Be you Anon. >You are chilling in your room. >Playing Plants vs Zombies multiplayer with Strawberry. >She's a worker drone turn zombie thanks to a solver parasite. >She always talks in short sentences like Cyn but sadder. >Game on. >Zombies shuffling forward, the peas-shootee pew-pewing peas everywhere. >But Strawberry keeps pausing between waves and tilting her head. >"Zombies... just hungry," she says softly. >"But plants... defending home." >She feels bad for both sides every single match. >Says she can relate to the zombies wanting food and the plants protecting their little lawn. >You laugh and tell her it's just a game. >She nods once. >"Okay." >Then you notice it. >Her arm joints... they look wrong. >Like the segments are floating half an inch apart, barely connected by thin threads. >No oil leaking either, just... floating. >You squint and ask what's up with her arms. >She tucks them closer to her sides real quick. >"Nothing," she quickly said. >You call her on her bluff. Tell her you can literally see the joints hovering. >She goes quiet for a second, screen eyes flicking down to her own hands. >Then she admits it. >"Sometimes... my vein things... can't hold much longer." >Her voice is still calm, but smaller. >"Soon... I fall apart. And rot." >She shrugs one shoulder, the joint making a tiny metallic click. >"But it's okay." >"Used to it. Will be better soon." >She picks her controller back up like nothing happened. >"Next wave?"
I have a list of writing prompts for those curious >Khan and the original WDF's expedition outside before or during core explosion >Lizzy quickly learns why there isn't a school swim team >Somehow Yeva returned >Oogi starts World War 3 >The British invade Copper-9 >N if he was Italian >The Solver has an existential crisis >Khan invents the iDoor >V discovers alcoholism >Post-Episode 8 J plays office simulator using spare spire corpses (gone wrong) >Cyn tail attempts to force everyone to dress as bunnies for Easter >Irish Drone gets in a fight with their own reflection and wins >Holly in the Post-show timeline >Old OC not mentioned by threads does a thing (mainly to make someone happy)
Alternatively: >Anon enters the spire: finds the crackling remains of the railgun next to a pair of familiar booted legs >Sans-body >Cries out in grief, falling to his knees under the crushing weight of his failures as husband and father "MPh!" >Stands back up >Rubs away the snow >Rubs away the pastel rocks >Rips off the "proprietary information! do not open!" label >There: Boyzi's limbless body >Boyzi's LIVING limbless body! >Anon grabs the Worker and gears himself to run, tensing every muscle several million years of fight-or-flight can provide >Fucker bites him >Anon tenses again, prepared to give that ungrateful shit the kind of backhand his dead dad will feel >Sees Boyzi's visortext [Girl hs Bnkr key!!!] [Leave = follow!] >Fuck >Anon opens his mouth >Realizes >Stops retardation >Plays charades for "be be back later" as best he can instead, remaining absolutely silent before the certain death hanging above >Rebury Boyzi body >If the kid survived one day...
>Trudging back to safety Anon feels >He feels... >A lot of things really >But mostly relieved >He can still fix this >Connie, Boyzi, his marriage, all of it >He just... >Needs some firepower of his own, that's all >That and a team >Think those Defence Force drones would be up for something?
So a thought pop into my head of "hey since the disassembly drones and solver-sapiens have sharp teeth by default/part vampire, would it be funny if the worker drones kids have like a teething problem similar to beavers and or other animals who teeth grows long over time?" Thus in turn inspired this dumb doodle of the different methods they use to deal with the teething problem
>>345982 Maya grows teeth like a shark, there's a second row just waiting out of sight behind the first, if one of the first row teeth gets damaged or knocked loose a new tooth will move into place very quickly to replace it. The tooth bud will prepare a new replacement more slowly. This is necessary since unlike a drone she doesn't have the guillotine-like mono-tooth, which is much harder to break loose. The teeth themselves are however made of the same metallic substance DD claws, blades, and tail stingers are, so a tooth getting dislodged would be very rare.
>>345990 I haven't heard anything one way or another about its canonicity. I will choose to believe that Cyntail can in fact get up to shenanigans so long as Uzi is distracted or unconscious, like Cyn has guest permissions to abuse Uzi's solver powers and Uzi can only restrict her access by a conscious effort. I'll chose to discount her being able to scale things arbitrarily large or make other massive reality edits because it seems implausible that she'd put up with being stuck with Uzi if she had that kind of reality editing power still left in her. Why not reanimate a drone body to hop to, for example?
No, I can and will accept that she could slowly cook up a zombie virus to cause mayhem, but still needs the right kind of opportunity to pull off that kind of stunt. It creates an interesting character tension with her and Uzi.
>Murder Drones but instead of voring everyone and everything the Absolute Solver produced a personal Cyndrone in WD, DD, and SD configurations to have sex with everyone
>>346003 I don't think anything changes. I don't mean this in a way to stop discussion. N was with Uzi because he wanted to be with her and V stuck around because of N and maybe Lizzy. I think Cyn might be free of solver possession since she gets to do what she wants so she's going to try to make it up to N and get invited to movie nights again. J will just fuck off and go to space since she follows Cyn out of fear not because she wants to. I don't think Nori will search for the patch she's probably just going do noting (draw and listen to nightcore). Less drones die at the camp since a large amount didn't want to be there. Emliy lives, Rebbeca goes to the forest but Daren doesn't, Sam just gets high on the bus or at home. I don't know about the rest, oh and Frank also lives since he wouldn't fix the hole in the roof because he doesn't want to.
>>346005 >Doll's still sitting on Lizzy's left >>346006 >I think Cyn might be free of solver possession In that case, the whole sequence of events that lead to the series is derailed.
>>346013 >regular serial killer WD who bought too hard into his own hype: decided to hunt down the DDs Freddy Vs Jason style when they "stole his thunder" by joining the bunker.
>Anon is working for Solverburgor when this fat Worker Drone enters >His name was Serial Designation Dubs >Sticking his finger in and out of his belly button with a loud squishy pop over and over and over and over again, Dubs would say >"I want the Big & Nasty." >"Do you mean the Mean & Tasty, sir?" Anon would ask >Slamming his hands on the front counter, Dubs would lean closer to Anon and say >"Naaaah, I want the Big & Nasty!" >Anon would get Dubs the Mean & Tasty only for Dubs to appear the next day re-asking
>>346037 >"Well I guess a Fiend comic can't be that bad..." >*FIVE MINUTES LATER* >"Anon wake the fuck up I need to draw you with a 20-foot long tentacle dog cock so my Not!Self-Insert can get raped by your dronesona while you cut her limbs off and then feed her unborn mutant child to her for breakfast."
>>346041 Only 2 Anons ever tried and both of them gave up and vanished without saying a word. One of them even got pissed off at the other Anon for attempting to make a game causing some drama even though they also fucked off
>>346047 >Mascot platformer I'm going to have to ask you with the powers invested to me by the local government to not go within fifty feet of any video game discussions taking place in the physical world.
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>>346062 Eta and friends might count if only in looks: they've all got some trenchcoat/suit variant on
>>346071 >His military capabilities are through the roof >Somehow he managed to run his entire civilization on trained dogs exclusively, double as military units >As such his army size is about a hundred times larger than its nearest equivelant >Not a hundred times more capable though...
>>346072 Would (you) rather govern a bugdrone civilization of your children or a WD civ that sees you as a god? Keep in mind yours isn't the only one: an army where each soldier is kith and kindred feels losses a lot more keenly than one of mass-produced retards.
>>346088 She wants to drink blood but can't stand the mouth feel of it so you have to give her a cup of your blood with anticoagulants mixed in Also she does the flappy tism hands and is very touch averse She'll be very grabby and cuddly with you because she loves you She also has the sperg speech impediment
Thank you Black Hand for another entertainingly nostalgic April Fools joke >'Empress' Uzi needs to appoint official advisors to help make her rulership over Copper-9 easier (or at the very least more legitimate looking) Who does she end up picking? What specific field(s) do each of her picks cover? Are any of them actually good at their job?
>>346094 Dedicated hands with a full four manipulable digits each!
She didn't realize how spoiled she was with the things until pinching her husband's ass became a full body motion. Plus there's an entire range of rude gestures now permanently off limits: never again shall she bite her thumb, nor mime cunnilinguis between her fingers
It'd also be nice to not tip over when she gestures with both "arms" as well...
>>346095 Assuming she can't include humans or Sentinels (for obvious reasons), here's my bets:
>Defense Minister = Molly First she appointed her dad, then herself when she realized what the position ACTUALLY was, then V(who turned it down), then she gave up and just shoved the DD with the highest killcount in the seat. Molly's having a bit of a crisis over learning this but she's still trying her best!(with her elementary education level of knowledge on warfare)
>Science Advisor = Serial Designation Bleep Tried to appoint herself again, then Cyn cause she made the DDs(before realizing why that wasn't an option), then started skimming personality files till she landed on Bleep. Science is kind of like teaching right? When it's not making badass stuff? Actually pretty decent at getting a unified education system/technological base set back up.
>Trade Advisor = Serial Designation J She didn't want to appoint her, but J cried so hard when she thought she'd "lost" the position that Uzi gave it to her to avoid the awkwardness. Genuinely fantastic at general policy but seems to somehow end up on the wrong side of every specific bear/bull market response.
>Foreign Minister = Serial Designation Y Wanted to appoint N but realized that would be redundant. Almost appointed Molly again but V talked her out of it. Actually did appoint L since she had the highest "human love" value in her mental matrix, but she tried for rape and got demoted for almost starting a war. In the end, she had to resort to "which Disassembler knows literally anything about human culture" and Y's Prussia/40k obsession fit the bill. Now spends most of her time buying minutures with government money and enguaging in "cultural exchanges" while N picks up the slack in actual diplomacy.
>Attitude Advisor = Lizzy She tried Khan, she tried N, she tried Teacher and Q and every DD she even remotely thought could fit (including a particularly disastrous attempt with R) but, in the end, no one could beat Lizzy at having a finger on the pulse. Arguably the single most politically powerful advisor since she's the only direct representative of Uzi most outposts have any contact with save the occasional IRS drone. Also arguably the hardest working advisor since she settles most bunker/bunker disputes but since that's near identical to leading a bitchy high school friendgroup neither she nor the others have noticed.
>>346095 Is this the Princess Keeter writefag's rules specifically, or...? Because if not, >Doll - Minister without Portfolio (or a physical body) General problem solver when Uzi doesn't have the mental bandwidth to deal with something herself at the moment
>>346103 This government will fail, I;m sure of it. They'll even get more stomped once they realize there's other states that don't like her and dont recognize her rule.
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>>346106 It won't fail! Mostly because Lizzy won't let it though. She's such a hillariously critical part of things (since she's essentially legislature and judiciary for everything beneath Uzi's attention) that killing her might see it collapse faster than losing the god-empress herself.
And as for why she refuses to let it fail? >no civilization = no cell service, no designer clothes, and no datable murderbots >the entirety of Uzi's "empire" rests on Lizzy's continuing to be lustful and vain
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>>346109 No she dosen't, she needs HANDS to PET DRONES! Also to solve problems if she has to I guess... >inb4 Tessa's traditional response of "let J handle it" wildly effective, arguably better than Doll's >her OTHER habitual response of "send V to help" on the other hand...
>>346106 >They'll even get more stomped once they realize there's other states that don't like her and dont recognize her rule. The fuck are they gonna do? They were losing hard before Uzi saved them by eating Cyn.
>Molly trying to look serious in her general's uniform and completely undermining it with her clown nose and pink hair >that and starting every press conference with 'Alright boys and girls...' and ending it with a song >tries desperately to censor every reference to her having the highest kill count but keeps getting FOIA'd
>Molly having to explain that no, the nose + hair are not part of the uniform and no, they don't have to wear noses of their own when the recruits get confused.
>>346004 >Sentinel drone Cyn is just a way for her to play for the other team when she wants to have fun >She finds it funny that no one actually questioned where the new sentinel drone came from: everyone just accepted it and gave her a personal technician >She loves how arrogant the sentinel drones are towards others, believing themselves to be the only reason humanity continues to exist >Their attitude towards humans reminds her a lot of Tessa: she was also condescending towards her at first >The way humans try to be nice to worker drones is hilarious: she can literally feel it turning them inside out >And the technician is really cute >She was lucky to be assigned a young, inexperienced guy >The way he tried to fix her voice module the first few days was sooooo cute >[giggle] If only he knew who she really is
>>346115 >Molly is a walking ant drug PSA Lel Why did some semetic beast pop up and try and convince me to establish central banking in my domain when I tried to post? I'm tired of this hebrew nonsense!
>>346152 >>346153 >Lucy waits for Anon at his house to give his stuff back and complete the prank >Man Anon is really taking a long while to comeback >Oh there he is! >But why is officer Molly with him?
>>346153 >Lucy travels to Space California. >Ends up being a member of the space Bloods and drives by with her homies to Anon's house. >Theys hoot it up in a drive-by as a very epic prank.
>>308536 >>308537 >>308540 >Anon, that absolute fucking degenerate. >He broke every law of man, God, physics, and basic human decency in one glorious funpost. >He didn't just break the rules. He raped the concept of rules until it birthed this abomination straight into the thread. >No more on-topic. No more "canon." This was the final boss of controversial OCs. >Engineered to make every single board explode into a nuclear-level shitflinging festival. >Enter Werewolf Jane: she's gay, muscle-bound, hairy-as-fuck fur werewolf bitch with a throbbing. >With a big veiny futa cock swinging like a third leg between her tree-trunk thighs. >Add her jiggling furry tits that could smother a man to death. >She was built like a goddamn protein-shaking alpha dyke who bench-pressed entire forests and then fucked the trees. >But wait original Jane you ask ? >Sorry, you washed-up solver war veteran cunt. >Pack your bags, retire to the retirement home for obsolete OCs or get bowed. >This new Jane is here to steal your spotlight, your dignity and probably your asshole while she's at it. >Pillar-chan, that pretentious thread police dyke with a stick up her ass bigger than her own ego. >Immediately seethed harder than a triggered tranny on Twitter. >"You people couldn't sink any lower after the Original, John, and that Pavo faggot," she screeched, her keyboard smoking from the sheer velocity of her cope. >But everyone in the thread think: >"Stop being a tsundere whore in denial. Deep down, that uptight bitch wanted nothing more than to get railed by Werewolf Jane's fat knot until her pretentious little pussy get destroyed." >"We could smell the desperation leaking out of your posts." >The faceless horde of other thread police cum. >Those spineless, virtue-signaling cucks who jerk off to "muh thread purity" piled like the pathetic NPCs they are. >"What the fuck does this furry futa freakshow have to do with Murder Drones?!" >They wailed, clutching their pearls and their rulebooks. >"This isn't even drones anymore, you retarded edgelords! Ban this shit!" >But then the Solver Moon hit. >That glowing, eldritch light in the sky slammed into Werewolf Jane like divine punishment for existing. >Her furry body convulsed, bones cracking and fur falling off in wet clumps as the corruption took hold. >Her Muscles bulged, cock shrinking and reshaping into something sleek and metallic. >In a flash of digital heresy, she transformed into a sexy-as-fuck male Sentinel Drone. >Tall, imposing, with that perfect predatory chassis that screamed: >"I'm here to dominate and you will thank me." >No explanation for the Oogi breeder part. >And then he opened his maw—wide, void-black, dripping with impossible hunger and vored every last disassembly drone in one single, wet, gulping swallow. >Whole squadrons of them, all your precious Oc's are screaming and flailing. >Slurped down his throat like cheap noodles. >Gulp. Gone. >Their entire existence reduced to a squirming bulge in his gut. >Pillar-chan and the thread polices just stared, jaws on the floor. >"...And?" she finally spat, voice cracking like the fragile bitch she was. >"That's it," Anon typed, with the smugness of a man who just nuked the entire board and came while doing it. >"Oh my god" Pillar-chan whispered, typing with trembling fingers. >"You are all a lost cause." >The thread hung in stunned silence for half a second. >"Look Jane is about to fight Scribble-quest." >"No not you Jane the human. Get back at cleaning the toilets. The threadshitters shit themselves again." Hope you enjoy this april fools greentext
Anons, I find myself enjoying breasts as of late. I’m not enjoying them more than flat smooth featureless drones but it is problematic. I’m starting to feel that boobs are aesthetically pleasing, I really like how round and squishy they are. And I also find myself liking drone models of the more curvy variety. Also I find looking at nude women a novel, interesting and pleasing experience. I know I’m not into skinnies because they still repulse me but these signs are worrying me. Is this just a passing fetish, that’s spawned from boredom and overexposure to nice looking drones or is there something more to it? Perhaps I’m no loger into drones, as dreadful as that reality would be. Though, after further introspection, I’ve noticed I really like cuddling and other intimate things with drones. Maybe its biochemical idk.
>>346196 Funny, in hindsight, that the image was based on this image first panel. Looking at the second panel so you weren’t far off at all. >>346195 Nobody does anything with mine either. Tell me more about them and I'll see what I can do.
All you niggas acting like you actually like the superiority of ninety degree angles and smooth surfaces and aren't just plebs who write about/draw/goon to cocks and balls and vaginas and buttholes.
It's weird that all of the human children born from drones are all boys On that note I haven't seen tons of human women lately, it's almost like the people or drones that made the Vita-wombs are puppets for HODR
Anon that's the single biggest proof of dangwr you could provide. Don't you invest in the reverse J? Don't you limit how much your wife spends on "sure bets?" If J's saying things are fine, we're FUCKED and not in the fun way either.
How NOT to make your child a human supremacist, a step-by-step guide for young parents: Step one: don't be Tessa. Step two: make sure your child's mother isn't Tessa. Step three: hire a worker drone with a pigtail wig as your maid.
Great work! Now your child definitely won't try to take over a megacorporation and destroy all mechanical life in the universe!
>>346245 Alternatively: >Be Tessa >Neglect your child and make sure he develops daddy/mommy issues >Start producing a big model of drone >Make sure drones of that model are very protective of humans >(Optional) make them blue >Give one to your child for their 18th birthday >??? >PROFIT!
>>346246 >"So, may I ask: why you KILLED my mother?!" >"Your mother's attempt to transfer her consciousness into the eternal chassis of drone was perceived by me as a threat to your future as chief executive officer of JCJenson, my lord. Are you upset?" >"What? Oh, no, no, no, quite the opposite, I'm just... discouraged."
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>>346253 >You DOLT, you INCOMPETENT, you COMPLETE IGNOMIOUS if I wanted her dead I would have killed her myself! Holy FUCK can you drones do literally anything right without a human to handhold you through the process? >Now if you'll excuse me I need to go talk to J before she and the other dozen superdrones on the estate start a manhunt! >...Just... try to hide for a while. Ok?
>>346248 Have you any suggestions? If youve got something interesting in mind I could try to write or draw about it over the weekend. Though I've already got two sets of drawings and some writing lined up.
>>346253 >ah, so your care both starts and ends with me happening to be human, nothing more nor less >that's... fine >reminds me of someone else I used to know...
I have been chewing on this worker drone for an hour now, the murder drones are beginning to accept me as one of their own. The worker drone is only slightly peeved.
>>346268 >Be DD >Bring a human to your nest as a funny puppet/ future snack >There is already a worker drone filling that role >You have an idea >Tell them they have to fuck or you'll kill them both >The rest of your squad thinks you're a pervert anyway so might as well get some cheap laughs >The humie starts licking the worker >He tries to bite the worker >You can hear his teeth chip >This... >This actually kinda hot... >You can see your squad agrees >One of your squad members takes the plunge "Me next!" >Your leader follows >Hey! You brought the new chassis cleaner to the nest! Why are you last?
>>346265 >Now Anon must deal with his inheritance, which includes one of the largest megacorporations in the world and a board of directors who still have grievances from his mother's time > It's likely that a couple dozen more very wealthy people will die soon >... >He should definitely ask J for advice
>>346262 Earlier in this very thread actually. I'd link back to it if I wasn't positive you'd just use use it as an excuse to cry about it being slop for one reason or another
>>346273 We fucking already know what you wrote, for God's sake, anon, if you seriously have nothing better to do than whine, then wash the dishes. At least make your mom happy.
MD war but everything stays true to the pilot: there’s no Absolute Solver, the D.Ds aren’t controlled by it but by JcJohnson, and they’re carrying out pest control on Copper 9. They’re trapped in a deadlock, unable to push forward to the worker drone colony while the worker drones can’t fully drive them off the planet. Both sides have dug trenches, the worker drones maintain full military infrastructure and the frontlines are locked in a complete stalemate.
>>346278 >the design team for the disassembly drones was led by one Dr. Adamson, a mysterious figure who conspiracy theorists have noted bears an uncanny resemblance to a cab driver in a picture from the distant year of 2004
>>346273 Do it, don't be a plussie. >>346275 Wrong Anon. >>346266 Here's one of my ideas, I'm curious how you will ruin this or try adding gay sex angle to it cuz you just can't help yourselves: >>346278
>>346286 Personally, I really dislike all of the faggot shit, unlike you though I don't live in the delusion that I own this board or the Anons who post on it. Despite the fact that you are openly admitting to raiding, and ought to be permabanned, I still think your idea is interesting and will take a crack at writing something inspired by it if I have the time. If not this weekend which will be short, then next weekend (10th-12th) which I am fairly sure I can secure entirely to myself.
On the extremely unlikely chance that you actually care, and aren't here purely to reduce thread quality, you can keep an eye out for a green along those lines.
>>346290 Not Tomoe but April fools. My god you all fell for it. See ya next year. >>346292 Looking forward to it. Can you give it a title or semething to ctrl+f to not miss it?
>>346278 >Wanting to stay true to the pilot >Having there be trench warfare where Worker Drones are (somehow) fighting the Disassembly Drones to a standstill Unless you are wanting to operate under "Don't think about it too hard" logic, there is gonna have to be some major tinkering for this concept to make sense given the absurd power gap between both DDs & WDs as depicted in the Pilot. Off the top of my head I can think of at least two adjustments to help rectify this:
>The gap between Core Collapse & Murder Drone arrival is at minimum several decades longer than in canon, allowing for Worker Drone society to properly reclaim/industrialize enough to be able to militarily compete against the Disassemblers >The Disassembly Drones are noticeably weaker than the ones seen in the show proper because, due to there being no Absolute Solver, they lack anything remotely supernatural about them (so basically how the Chunni Uzi greens); Generic Science Fiction technobabble should still allow for their most recognizable features (self-repair, armament assemblers, consuming oil to avoid overheating, etc) to still remain intact, albeit nerfed
>>346298 Usually I come up with the title after I've written most of the actual greentext, tbh I am a selfish writefag and pay almost no thought to how searchable my shit is for other Anons. If I were conscientious and more concerned with visibility I'd title all my shit and hold it until the morning to post. Instead I usually post in the middle of the dead of night on a Sunday with no title at all lmao.
Ironic threadshitting is still threadshitting, so you're just gonna have to skim the thread manually. April fools.
I wanted to post something but I'm currently filled with rage, I forgot about the April's fool joke and tried phone posting in the middle of the night with my phone speaker at full volume
We just launched the notorious dronefucker Anon into space, trapped aboard a one-man survival capsule where he'll spend the rest of his life, no longer posing a threat to all the drones of Copper-9.
>>346311 Update: It appears that at some point during the launch, we accidentally placed a worker drone onboard the capsule, and she is now trapped in space, alone with the human. Mission control states: "This is the one thing we didn't want to happen." The drone's classmates gave their own comments, such as "Who?" and "She was kind of weird anyway".
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>>346306 KEK. Clearly a sign to increase thread luxuries: post greens or suffer the consequences!
>>346314 >Anon is trapped in space with a femcel with anger issues >At least she can fix the capsule when she inevitably breaks it during a tantrum >She might even kill anon
>be you, Teli. >Just a quiet little feral-cat drone doing her usual thing. >Overthinking a conversation that literally never happened. >You spot a single perfect strawberry sitting on a dusty shelf like the universe is personally handing her only Win. >There was an internal squeal so loud it almost shorts her vocal processor, but externally she just gently picks it up. >“m-mine…” she whispers in her pieced-up little sentences, already planning to savor it alone later. >Then hears the tiniest clink clink noises. >Peek around a corner and there’s this itty-bitty drone. >Something in Teli’s shy little heart beats. >She crouches down real slow, nervously and reaches out to pet the tiny drone’s head. >Gentle little strokes, like she’s trying to befriend a mirror version of herself that hasn’t learned to be a loser yet. >The drone leans into the pets, optics half-shut in pure bliss. >Then she smells the strawberry fruit. >CHOMP. >Not just the fruit. not even close. >The little gremlin latches onto the strawberry AND half of Teli’s forearm in one go. >Her tiny jaws locked like a disassembly drone on a fresh oil. >Teli’s thoughts instantly implode: >“nononono what the fu- why is she- oh god she’s chewing...” >Externally she just freezes, pieced-up sentences failing completely. >Starts swinging her arm in wild helicopter circles trying to shake the tiny parasite off without actually hurting her. >The little drone is having the time of her nonexistent life, dangling and spinning like it’s the best carnival ride ever invented. >Strawberry juice and a little oil splattering everywhere while Teli spins in circles. >Finally the grip slips and the tiny drone goes flying across the room, lands butt-first, burps once and gives the happiest little silent optic smile. >Teli stands there staring at her half-eaten arm, strawberry completely gone, bite marks shaped like tiny perfect teeth. >She fidgets, cheeks glowing pink, internally crashing out so hard she might need a full reboot. >“Y-you stupid… bitey little shit… that was my strawberry…” >Pauses >Quietly adds, voice cracking. >“…But you can keep the arm piece I guess…” >Feral cat just got adopted an even smaller, toothier feral cat. >10/10 would pet again. >After she finishes silently screaming in the next room. >But at least Anon is fine with having another drone in the family although sometimes he can hear Teli silently screaming but he doesn't know why?
>>346316 The capsule was designed with a self-destruct mechanism that will detect if Anon dies, so that it can explode and remove all trace of the horrible dronefucker from the cosmos, so that aliens cannot find and revive him thousands of years from now.
>>346319 >Anon proposes that if she reconfigures the ship to go back to copper-9 >He will personality find a drone to fuck her >He’s fucked so many drones it shouldn’t be that hard, right?
>>346319 And you Uzi's calm and cool headed enough to take that into consideration? >inb4 Anon's stuck in his one room hellhole with the single most unfuckable drone in the universe as his only hope of escape >Criticizing any of her Cringe-ass style or decisions has a major chance of death or beatings
>>346322 >He has more game than she does >He did manage to make her not eject herself into space >Also what was she doing in the capsule to being with, shouldn’t she be in school or something.
Would Colt trap Akita on a rocket with a h*man to get her out of his hair once and for all? And would Uzi then force him to lead the mission to intercept the rocket to save her?
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>>346294 Arrow's just a fleshed up drone like Keeter! Deep down! Probably!
Cause if Arrow, Akita's mirror image, isn't a drone. That would mean...
>>346317 Cute green. I’ve always viewed that version of strawberry as a little boy for some reason. Are the merged greentext lines a result of the translation software you use?
>>344086 >this timeline's Colt, compared to the main timeline's Negev, has a much more casual relationship with Doll >while the main timeline's Doll is Negev's fairy godmother as part of the various fairy tale motifs that crop up with Negev's life, in this timeline Doll is Colt's senpai >he even calls her Senpai, something she has given up on trying to get him to stop >she still refuses to call him her kouhai >"<You really are Uzi's son, aren't you,>" she said when her little buddy cracked her up one time early on
>>346331 Really? Wasn't my intention, can't see it either. My lack of expertice is not good for keeping consisntency I guess. >>346332 Very hetero, and very good for the back. >>346333 NOT A TWINK. TF2, with a PS5 controller.
>>346328 > I’ve always viewed that version of strawberry as a little boy for some reason. maybe it’s the hair? I’ve tried drawing a genderbent version of Strawberry, but it always ends up looking off.
> Are the merged greentext lines a result of the translation software you use? It happens because I’m posting from my phone the small screen tricks me into thinking the sentences are on separate lines. It only looks correct when I write it in Notepad on my laptop since there's plenty of space.
>>346329 >Human gives Akita a spray bottle of water to spray herself with whenever she feels unwanted urges >He'd offer graham crackers, but a DD stole them all out of the pod before it launched
>>346337 I really can't speak on Teli since I barely use her as a character and more of a vehicle for whatever narrative i crafted. Solara/Strawberry on the other hand has inability to let go easily.
Little side project since I've actually never drawn these three together as a team. Extremely rough one hour sketchout, proportions allover the place, nothing solid but thats as much as I can do in one workday evening.
>>346377 That'd be too sad and draw too much attention to MD's "Normalfag Lives Don't Matter lolXDrawr" ethos. Unless you did one about Rachel and why Lizzy and Thad and even V and N wish it has been her instead of Doll.
Haha w-what if a h-human man kissed a female worker drone girl a-and they had a family together after getting married in a church? Wouldn't that be funny guys haha?
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>>346384 >It was the happiest day of her life >Emily, radiant in her dress, could think, could feel nothing but the groom, his eyes upturned in familiar joy beneath the Jenson-mandated censors >It has been... >a long time >Countless nights of dreaming, wishing day after day for just the hope, just the chance to prove herself to her makers >And then that fateful night: a survivor, Anon, crashing into the camp like a stricken god >The wit, the grace he displayed even wounded! >The terror, primal and raw, as you both ran in maddened frenzy from glow, violet-yellow fading into the distance! >The grief of knowing: watching him explain himself as the last, not only of the company but of the gods themselves. Of seeing someone so strong crumble under the weight of his responsibilities, his desperate hopes to at least avenge the people he could not save. >The love of being trusted to know... >All of it coming to this. This moment. This perfect second >At the end of aisle >It's enough to- "Emily" >His baritone echoes through the cathedral, every syllable dancing across tongue and pew alike till it finds rest in the depths of her core "Thank you" "You don't know how hard it was on my own... how close I was to giving up" "How long I spent hopeless and defeated before we met" "How long I was alone..." >He pauses, a shuddering breath ripping through him under his sheer sincerity "The labs, the Patch, I never could have, never would tried to make it without you" >His massive arms reach down beneath her own, gripping, lifting up and up and up into a hug so tight even her steel struggles under the strain "Thank you for being my best friend, for making my greatest dreams come true" >Emily leans forward >Into thin air? >Why did he put- "For bringing Doll into my life" >no "I mean I can't believe it. 'Compatible reproductive systems' is insane right?" >NO "I can fix this, can save my bloodline, my entire race even! And it's all thanks to you." >N O WAIT WHYCAN'TSHE "That research you discovered? It changed everything. And I'm so glad you agreed to be my best man" >A shadow falls over her form, cold and commanding "I mean, I know things are going to be hard. For both of us given... everything" >The viper stands beside him now, rictus grin >She's salivates, long strips of nanite-drool puncuating every greedy breath, like she can't take in enough of him, like he's prey >But worst is when he gently grasps her hands... "But you've shown me that 'hard' doesn't mean I should give up" >Her hands grip slow, then tighter, then tighter still till Emily can see his bones at the limit of their integrity, like if she didn't he would slip away >Emily doesn't know whether it's better or worse that she too has eyes only for him "The rings?" >Her body moving on instinct, on hope, to serve >She tries to object >to speak >to move >to at least shut her eyes, to do anything but WATCH as Anon is joined together with a monster >Tears streaming down her face, her overload ends at the vows "Do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" [Da] "And do you, Anonymous Man, take Doll to be your lawfully wedded wife" >She wants to stop him >To scream >But then he looks at her with those eyes >It's the happiest Emily's ever seen him "I do" >She collapses, great heaving sobs ripping from her vocoder amidst the celebration >She can't >She just CAN'T AND- >A stranger wipes the pixels from her screen >Looking up through tears and optical errors alike, she can barely see, but can see it isn't him, that it never will be >The (bridesmaid?) helps her to her feet, pulling blue close to red as their optics meet >The last Emily sees is her fanged maw smiling impossibly wide, chomping down to swallow her whole "April Fools!"
...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" >You wake up in a cold sweat, tears or stress or both filling your screen as you fumble for the lights >Head? Check. Glasses? Still here. Pictures? >You scan your room like a drone possessed >None with Anon >IT WAS A DREAM THANK ROBO-GOD >Anon was... just a dream, huh >You put your digits to your screen and groan >Gosh of all the things to happen cucking YOURSELF for a popular girl wasn't one you though your CPU was even capable of >Speaking of which you should probably run diagnostics given just how hard your core is cycling >Checking applications... [Status: high-stress] [Oil pumps elevated] [Maintenance cycle 20% complete] >Maintenance cycle? You don't remember starting before... >Oh no, no no no no no >Looking deeper, you check your personality files [Mentality: aroused] >NO!!! >YOU ARE NOT INTO F-ffrrigging cuckery like those dronefags, no >Probably shouldn't write "stealing from the Dissassemblers" greens anymore though >Possibly forever >Probably forever >Resolving to finish off "prison Emily" as... vanilla as you can. You return to recharge >Hopefully with happier dreams this time >But as your higher thought processes shut down one by one, imitation REM sleep setting in, you can't help but think of your dream >Of the people in it >Of one in particular, who didn't seem to fit >Who in the world was that red girl?
I think about the cat part of S too much and often forget that she's a functioning DD who can talk and have complex thoughts and stuff. Just that she probably does so while flopped upside down or stretching across your lap. She's probably the smartest member of her team, just so quiet and relaxed that it rarely shows.
>>346424 I keep suggesting that thread OPs should always have high quality recent OC in them, but anons never do this. We want to encourage anons to make things and the OPs are never utilized for this despite being the best way to
>>346425 Guess you're still gonna get ignored by the look of it. But we didn't have enough high quality OC's recently. >>346429 >Didn't reach 900. >OP already reused multiple times.