/md/ - Murder Drones

Why do we still advertise the booru when they can't even bother to advertise us back?

>>347368
do you have the stupid?

>>347349
buni

Easter?
Where's Westler then, huh?

Masqy's clone

>>347358
Looks cool. It's best to move this to a new thread; some anons don't read the final posts.

>>347372
You're never gonna match Aliceanon's autism, man.

>>347368
Kys nigger

We need drones in playboy bunny costumes!
Drone boys and girls!

Easter Princesses but they're drones.

The price of drone pil rose to $15.99 9/10 a gallon! This is fucking bullshit!

>>347377
Awww

>>347371
does he have 7 minutes to spare?

>>347381
new buffanon?

>>347385
nope, this is old af but im drawin her rn

>>347386
good to hear youre still around

>>347388
i like the gal's gun

>>347388
Swell. Look forward to the finished trio.

>>347380
>>347388
Based

>>347389
Thanks, I've always struggled to come up with a consistent design for it but I think now I'm zeroing in on something I prefer.

>>347394
Those eggs look suspect to me...

>>347386
Nice to see you, can't wait for more Ivory

>>347393
>BDSM OOGI
This is a horror, but I must admit I want to see a version that you put effort into, the outfit is creative

Sentimomma Ivory will raise a Big Guy 4 u

>>347395
Does he sound like Brock

>>347386
Yee
Don't let the alcohol win too bad

>>347394
Why are you looking at me like that

>>347394
> sweating
where did those eggs come from Akita
where did they come from

>>347395
she is just far away and he is close to the camera
right?

>>347393
> someone sat on Uzi so she's extra short now

>>347394
Delicious!

>>347393
don't listen to them, we still love you berryboy

>>347388
Sir Phoenix, why hast thou forsaken the iconic spade shaped tail in thine sentinel drawings of newe?

>>347395
The bastard looks pretty brutal, a true son of his father.

>>347398
It's literally her job as a mother.

>>347394
Just noticed Keet has long hair in this

>Be me Anon.
>I’m sitting with Emily in the library as she quietly reads a Christian book.
>"So, Anon..."
>"Since you arrived, you just been sitting quietly and just watched me read."
>"Are you gonna read something? It's been... like a half an hour already."
>"I mean-I, don't misunderstand, I love having you around and all..."
>"But, well, um..."
>"But this is a l-library."
>"Do you want to read or just hangout?"
>"Oh, so you really came for a book."
>"So, what book are you looking for?"
>"Something specific like holding hands with a drones tutorial or romance..."
>"I don't know what came over me, forget what i said and robo-god please forgive me for my sinful thoughts."
>...
>"Anon? "
>"You actually want a book on dating?!"
>Emily blushed a little and smiled gently.
>"Oh, sorry, it's just that... That was a little surprising coming from you for all people. "
>"Let me check quickly... maybe over in this section... ?"
>"Forgive me for asking Anon but..."
>"With being the only human alive, why would you find drones attractive?"
>...
>"A drone too cute and special for you to ignore, you say...?"
>"Wow, Anon... That's amazing news!"
>"Well, I'm glad you finally found some drones to love."
>"You know I've always prayed to robo-god for you to be happy..."
>"May I know the name of the lucky one? "
>You refuse to give their name but you said they have a special blue hair.
>"Oh Rebecca...?"
>"W-Well, she sure is a pretty cute, it's just... "
>"Nothing! I mean... I have to go."
>"H-Here's your b-book, Anon!"
>"It's l-late already and as a good drone. I should be heading home sooner than later"
>"THANKS, BYE!"
>Before Anon try explaining himself that he was talking about her, Emily rushed to the exit.
>He noticed what it look like...tears on her visor?
>"AAAAHH"
>"I'M SO STUPID!"
>"WHY WOULD THE MOST WONDERFUL BEING AND ROBO-GOD GIFT ITSELF EVEN NOTICE ME?"
>"I'M JUST..."
>"I'm... Just... the final girl."
>"The only one left after all options has been exhausted."

>>347407
If we take N and his team, then male drones are noticeably higher than female drones, this even applies to worker drones, so it's canon.

>>347408
It isn't completely gone, I just made it asymmetrical so that it attaches to the acid cannister the same way as a show accurate DD stinger does.
It brings K's design closer in to canon accurate without totally sacrificing the unique shape.

>>347409
inherited the hips from his mom and the shoulders from hi dad
a true sentinel drone right there

>Femdrone's wiki page says that she's 5'4"
>DDs can't even reach the height of a teenage girl and they tower over WDs
If Femdrone really is 5'4 then she's gigantic by WD standards.

>>347416
He looks like an extremely impressive fighting unit. He will kill many murder drones in his long life.

>>347397
Another day, too tired and eepy.
>>347406
So, what did you bring for Strawberry Drone’s birthday or were you too busy hunting easter eggs?

>>347417
N is 5'4".

>>347411
fluffy keeter...

>>347424
>"So... What's been keeping you up?" she asks, "Don't tell me you're nervous too."
>"I dunno." the juggernaut shrugs.
>"Are you... um, worried about something?"
>"I told you, I don't know." 457 pauses and fidgets with his collar, trying to rationalize his thoughts, "Maybe I am, maybe not. Well, drone-somnia isn't a thing as far as I know, so that can't be it, right?" he forces out a chuckle.
>Masqy doesn't laugh. She stares off into the distance, "So you're worried then." She has an idea of what the enforcer's thinking about right now, but is she ready to hear it from him? "...Probably." she tacks on that word at the end to deescalate the conversation.
>Jugg shoots her a glance, "Yeah."
>"Huh?"

>N457 averts his gaze once more, embarrassed with what he just blurted out. This drone stares death in the eyes on a daily basis, yet this little lady has him out of his depth. He's never had to choose his words this wisely before, even when face to face with a furious Jones.
>...Jones. Oh, what he'd give to get chewed out and beaten up by him right now, it'd be less of a hardship than this. This nearly 7 foot tall automaton is shaking in his boots at the thought of spilling his feelings.
>Masqy breaks the silence, derailing the juggernaut's train of thought, "...Thanks."
>"What?"
>"I said... uh... I appreciate that you're..." she stops, feeling a bit flustered. He eagerly waits for her to finish, ecstatic that he's not the one going first.
>"That you're worried about me." She raises her voice slightly, taking on a more confident tone. He's always wanted to hear this, but now that the time has come... he can't accept it, his walls can't come down so suddenly.
>"Hey, I never said-" Juggernaut No. 457 bites the tongue he doesn't have. No, there'd be no point in that. He needs to be honest, not dismissive.
>"...Just doing my job."
>The two sit in silence, a thousand thoughts running through both their minds.
>The juggernaut makes up his mind first. He's strong, real strong, strong enough to say what needs to be said. He doesn't want to do it, he can't, he's nervous, he feels like he's sweating, though he has no sweat glands.
>What is he supposed to do? Should he let this opportunity pass him by? He doesn't want that, now's the right time and place. They have privacy, they're bored, they're...

>"Y'know... I've noticed the way you've been looking at me lately." the enforcer begins.
>"Huh, wha-?!" Masqys eyes widen as a subtle blush spreads across her visor. She didn't think he'd actually say something.
>"You've been eyeing me up and down, haven't you, little lady?" his eyes seem different, they display an expression he's never worn. He looks smug, cocky, even... and aroused.
>"I... uh... I-" she stumbles over her words. She's dreamed of this day, or, well, night, for so long... but now that it's here, she has no idea what to do.
>"Be honest." he gets closer, "Do you like me?"
>Masqy feels like she's been set ablaze. Her whole body is hot with either shame, or something else entirely. She wants to speak, but the words won't come out.
>Masqy clears her throat, "...Y-yeah."
>"How much?" he doesn't miss a beat, crawling even closer. Masqy's pushed onto her back as her partner intrudes on what little personal space she has.
>She stares up at the large figure draped in shadows, quietly whimpering.
>"I like you too." he says, leaning in close, as if he's about to kiss her with the mouth he doesn't have, "...A lot."
>Jugg caresses the side of Masqy's fluffy bob, his hot breath fogging up her visor.
>"And neither of us can sleep, so..." he plays with her hair, twirling around his finger.
>Her breathing quickens, her mouth is left agape. Since when were those hands capable of anything other than violence?!

>>347425
>"...Please." she mutters. The juggernaut's eyes shrink into tiny red pupils. He knows exactly what this one word means, it's the go-ahead he's been waiting for.
>"If you insist."
>Jugg slips his hand under her sweater, feeling the soft, rubbery stomach, before moving up to her sensitive chest. An alert temporarily replaces one of her eyes as Masqy overheats.
>She places her hands on his thick forearm, holding onto it for dear life. His touch causes her to grip even tighter.
>Her breath hitches. She lets go, frantically pulling at his coat. Masqy tears it open with hysterical strength, revealing the the juggernaut's bare chest.
>Masqy runs her hand across the battle-scarred chassis, feeling the scratches on the surface. She can't help but make noise at the mere texture.
>Masqy stops at the core. She puts her palm on the hatch, feeling the metal warm up. It stings, it almost burns, but she doesn't want to remove her hand.

>The little drone's gentle touch is unlike anything 457's ever felt before. It elicits a low groan from him, a sound that surprises both of them, "You're such a tease..." he slowly tears off her sweater.
>Only now does the little drone realize what she's gotten herself into. This beastly... drone, if you can even call it that, is about to ravage her fragile body, ruin her! ...The thought alone drives her crazy.
>"Now he reaches for her skirt. It's happening. They're about to have the night of a lifetime...
>NOT ON MY WATCH! I'M PUTTING A STOP TO THIS TOMFOOLERY!
>Jones appears, or, to be more precise, has been sitting inside the tent this whole time. Nobody noticed him because he's Commander Jones. He leaps off the chair... Wait, since when has there been a chair in the tent?
>HOLY JESUS. HOOOLY JESUS! WHAT IN GOD'S NAME DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, SOLDIER?! YOU CAN'T FUCK THAT LIL' ASS DRONE!
>"You... Since... What? How long have you been here?!" N457 is screaming internally.
>I KNEW YOU HAD A FEW SCREWS LOOSE, BUT THIS? THIS IS NASTY EVEN FOR YOU! EVER HEARD OF DICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE!?
>"Be quiet, man!" jugg shushes his own commander, "You're gonna wake everyone up!"
>OH, AND YOU POUNDING THAT POOR WORKER DRONE INTO THE EARTH WOULDN'T? WE'D FEEL THE GOD DAMN SEISMIC WAVES!
>"Relax, relax!" Juggernaut No. 457 stands up, holding his arms up like he's surrendering.
>CAN IT, 457! I'VE SEEN ENOUGH, MORE THAN ENOUGH! I'M GONNA HAVE TO GET SCIENCENAUT TO EXPUNGE THIS FOOTAGE FROM MY MEMORY FILES, WHAT A SICKENING SIGHT!
>"Could we have, uh, a little privacy... Mr. Jones?" Masqy humbly asks.
>WHO TAUGHT THIS VIXEN HOW TO TALK BACK!? YOU WANT ONE OF MY MEN DIGGIN' DEEP IN YOUR GUTS, DO YA'?!
>He pushes N457 out of way and gets all up in Masqy's face.
>I WANNA DIG IN YOUR GUTS TOO... AND PULL 'EM OUT! YOU WANNA GET STRANGLED WITH YOUR OWN NOODLE-SIZED INTESTINES, HUH?! I'LL SMASH YOU, IN THE LITERAL WAY!
>"I don't... wanna get smashed." She whines, trembling in fear.
>NOT ANOTHER WORD FROM YOU OR THE ONLY THING GOING UP THAT LITTLE ORIFICE OF YOURS TONIGHT IS MY BIG. JUGGERNAUT. FOOT! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!
>She doesn't respond.
>I SAID, DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?
>"B-but you said not another word..."
>DOOOOOOO.... IIIII.... MAAAAAAKE... MYSELF.... CLEEEEEEEEAR?!
>"...Sir yes sir."
>GOOD.
>Jones looks at the worker drone, a sad, pathetic little thing. He feels a shred of remorse for it, so much so that he... apologizes!
>...OH, I'M SORRY, LITTLE SPROCKET, YOUR SO-CALLED LOVER HAS WORKED HIS CHARMS AND GOTTEN ME RILED UP TOO. OH YES, I'M IN HEAT, AS IN BURNING WITH FIERY RAGE!
>WHY, I JUST WANT TO SLAM MY FIST INTO HIS FACE OVER AND OVER. THAT'S THE ONLY TYPE OF POUNDING I ENCOURAGE.

>>347426
>The commander carefully inspects the sad, little, miniscule, tiny, itty bitty, wimpy little tin can.
>GOOD GRIEF, LOOK AT THE STATE OF HER.
>He picks her up with one hand.
>YOU SMUDGED UP HER VISOR, YOU DAMN BRUTE.
>Jones rubs Masqy's visor with his shirt.
>DON'T YOU KNOW HOW TO TREAT A LADY? TSK, TSK, TSK.
>I KNOW THE ONLY WOMAN YOU'VE EVER BEEN IN THE VICINITY OF IS JANICE, BUT JANICE IS... MY SECOND HALF, MY EQUAL.
>SAME CAN'T BE SAID FOR ANY OTHER FEMALE. THEY'RE DELICATE FLOWERS, YOU ARE THEIR SOIL AND LOVE IS THEIR NUTRIENTS.
>He shakes masqy around as he monologues.
>WHEN YOU PICK FLOWERS, MAKE SURE IT'S NOT A WEED! YOU GIVE THE WRONG WOMAN AN INCH, SHE'S GONNA TAKE A MILE, AND THIS ITTY BITTY WORKER DRONE HAS NO NEED FOR 12 MILES!
>The commander idly taps Masqy against his temple as he thinks.
>HERE'S ANOTHER ONE. IF YOU POUR A GALLON OF WATER ON A FLOWER, IT'S GONNA DROWN. SAME WILL HAPPEN TO HER IF YOU PUT A GALLON OF... POINT IS, SHE CAN'T HANDLE YOUR LOVING. IT'S THE BIRDS AND THE BEES, NOT THE RABBIT AND THE BEAR!
>DON'T GET ME WRONG, I LOVE DRONES OF ALL KINDS, BUT CLEARLY THERE'S DIFFERENT CALIBERS OF DRONE, AND YOUR HIGH CALIBER ROUND IS GONNA PIERCE RIGHT THROUGH THAT... YOU GET WHAT I'M SAYING.
>Jones turns around and begins to walk away, Masqy in hand.
>"What're you doing?!" N457 dares to yell at THE Jones himself.
>I'M TAKING HER AWAY FROM YOU, THAT'S WHAT I'M DOING. SHE'S GONNA KEEP HANDLERNAUT COMPANY, THE MAN CAN'T SLEEP IN FEAR OF MURDER DRONES!
>"S-sir...? Why Handlernaut?" the little sprocket asks.
>BEING A SPEC OPS UNIT WITH HANDLER TECH MUST'VE MADE HIM QUITE THE VALUABLE TARGET. HANDLERNAUT NEEDS A TEDDY BEAR AND YOU'RE THE PERFECT SIZE.
>"Put... Put her down!" jugg yells again.
>HEY! DON'T YOU GET SMART WITH ME, YOU DEVIANT! YOU'RE LUCKY I LET YOU KEEP THIS THING IN THE FIRST PLACE!
>Jones neatly places Masqy on the chair he somehow brought into the tent when no one was looking.
>The chair turns into a miniature Handlernaut, lifts Masqy up and walks away, "Yipee!"
>That was Handlernaut. That was a Handlerchair.
>Now everyone's awake and staring at the unfortunate son of a gun that got cockblocked by Jones.
>"No.. No! NOOOO!"

>Juggernaut number 457 wakes up. Huh, so he fell asleep after all.

>>347427
Vat Vuck

>>347431
Back to the non-euclidean geometrical 16-bit dimension you came from.

>>347413
aww, poor thing

>>347424
>>347425
>>347426
>>347428
>Bnnyu lewd? green
Neat, nice to see juggs and Masqy...uh... integrating? At least now we know what Masqy was doing while Dubs was getting /MAINTAINED/

>>347431
SEX!

>>347436
Ahhhhh. Yeah Masqy not getting hit or seriously abused was kinda suspicious

Drawpile?

>>347438
Gone.

>>347424
>>347425
>>347426
>>347428
Hot

>>347431
sketchy ass mofo

>>347440
strawBEANhead

>>347442
I want to tuch her while she sleeps

>>347446
swag, right gal is a cutie

>>347446
I find it interesting that the crazed girl has neat hair and the serious girl has messy hair, rather than vice versa

>>347448
K doesn't care about herself, L is very self-conscious.

>>347446
Far right is pure sexo

>>347448
different claw and stinger styles too

Haruka doing this
Ninja Gaiden 2 (360) Master Ninja Madness! (@0:01)

Prev >>345212

>Universal Date 2/34/3020 4AM SST (Ship Subjective Time)
>Personal Notes, J. Mahonia, PHD
>Phase Two has proceeded rapidly, within 12 hours the six convict test subjects had passed through all of the early symptoms of Nanophage infection and expired
>The Neural Harness device has been installed in each subject and they have been magnetically isolated, we have tuned a set of portable holoprojectors out of the normal range and they now emit a solid cage of UV light harsh enough to sunburn unprotected skin in seconds, this double-layer of protection ought to suffice to contain our..."processor"
>Within less than a full day of expiration the subjects limbs began to melt and fuse together. Their heads have opened like flowers and overflow with metastasizing brain tissue, biomechanical hoses are intertwining and apparently fusing with the Neural Harness devices. We will send Drone medical technicians in to install the thousands of needle probes necessary to weave these mutating brains into a system that can be accessed through conventional computers
>Holly will come to regret laying this project in my hands, its success will put us on equal footing and I have friends on The Board who are growing tired of her rudeness, expensive projects and myopic focus on robotics, with this nanotechnology success she may find herself working for me in five years time...
>The subject bodies have begun screaming again, not sure why the Solver mutation even bothered to leave them lungs-
>
>Captain has just declared an in-flight emergency and commanded all crew to crash stations, something about the ships mass-shadow and the drive, we'll have to divert to the Charybdis system before something catastrophic happens and strands us out here, damn!
>I cannot afford these interruptions, my work is too critical now to be delayed by these technical problems!

>Retrofitted Medical R&D Starship "Diamond Princess" SSRN Med/Civ - 124-46-7821, In C+ Making Emergency Stop, Charybdis Singularity
>Universal Date 2/34/3020 4:15AM SST (Ship Subjective Time)
>Drone JCJ-SSTC B-100X01101 "Buck"
>Buck was up to his hip actuators in a smoking hot black slurry of liquid lithium coolant and dissolved graphite, clinging for dear life to a manual override lever
>The primary drive element roared just two thin bulkheads away from him, a vast single machine the size of an apartment complex channeling terrawatts of barely-confined electricity and a ten-megaton warheads worth of plasma every second, reaching through space, scoffing at relativity and mere physics to hurl Diamond Princess through the indefinite non-spacetime, racing her own information mass shadow to a destination where they could safely be reunited
>The cooling system was dying, and he was confined inside of its mechanical death-roar, every turbine screamed at 125% emergency speed, valves for supercritical CO2 lines slammed open and shut so hard the housings were beginning to crack
>One of the primary coolant pumps had devoured its bearings in a catastrophic failure that shivered its dozens of graphite seals into powder, six technicians who had desperately attempted to keep it in service were instantly destroyed and a thousand gallons of liquid lithium and graphite slurry has surged into these compartments
>Emergency bulkheads pressurized by near-liquid CO2 had exploded shut to contain the leak, but a valve in that pressure system had promptly exploded from overstress
>The chamber was a pressure furnace now, a human being would have been simultaneously crushed and incinerated, and the only thing holding the ruptured CO2 line shut was Buck's grip
>He could feel the pressure squeezing his shell like a vice, he knew that if the inner bulkhead blew and free lithium poured into the drive mechanism itself the Princess would, for a brief moment, light all of the sector as a tiny short lived star
>He simply had to hold on, hold on until someone somewhere either drained these compartments or opened them to space and let the rogue lithium blow out into space

>Universal Date 2/34/3020 4:15AM SST (Ship Subjective Time)
>Drone JCJ-SSMT M-00X110100 "Miri"
>She clung desperately to the Diamond Princess' hull
>The call for crash stations had been abrupt and was preceded by a distinct "THUMP" from deep inside the ship
>Except she had not been called to a crash station, in curt tones of command a human officer had ordered to the emergency airlock on the Medical Deck and out onto the ships hull
>She was "the closest now get your ass moving tincan!"
>So here she was, crawling with a pair of magnetic grippers along the outer skin of a ship in C+ flight, trying her best not to look up or to either side at the distressingly non-real non-light that bathed the outside of the ship
>After minutes of crawling in the eerie unlight aurora glow she came to a small, manhole sized emergency dump valve, this is where she needed to be
>She was beginning to get disoriented, immense magnetic and gravitational forces tugged and buffeted her, fuzzing her visual display and filling her thoughts with noise
>A lever...there was a lever, THERE!
>She reached, one hand clinging to a gripper, the other reaching...reaching...
>The hatch burst away, blown off into non-space where it smeared instantly into a fading red afterimage just outside the fizzling boundary between the hull and C+ space
>A volcanic rush of silvery-black liquid, bursts and jets of steam and flash-freezing gas erupted from the portal, followed suddenly by a drone shaped object!
>Instinctively she reached out, grabbed hold of a flailing hand and the force nearly tore her grip away from the magnetic climber
>Her cognitive program was fading in and out, the magnetic effects were taking their toll
>Someone climbed over her, she felt a loop or cable thrown around waist, she was tied or bound somehow to the other Drone, face-up staring into eternity
>Her optics could not properly classify the "color" of C+ space...it was strangely beautiful she thought

>Miri's executive program shut down to protect her core memory and personality matrix, plunging her into darkness

>>347440
Awww

Holland lop drones

>>347458
Now she must eat all of them.

Considering how all their familiarity with culture is with humans, would DDs post-Uzi becoming their new Admin say Robo-God or just God?

>>347460
Kek, very nice

Low poly 3d disassembly drones
https://x.com/BValador/status/2040854309642924267

>>347465
Pocketsteaks has cracked the code for making sad OC backstories.

You dastardly villain.

>>347465
Draw bunnysuit jane (again)

>>347467
bunnysuit abby instead

Abby? More like Flabby.
Jane? More like Pain.
Bonnie? More like honey you're friggin' dead and hideous.

>>347457
I see

>bunnysuits
>one of the characters is literally named Bonnie
MADE for cottontails, it’s Easter we need some bunny suits in here

Sex.
With drones?
Ew, no, why the fuck would you even bring that up? Gross. Jesus I threw up in my mouth a little.

>>347473
Oh so were just gonna let this MUTIE FUCKER judge us?!

>>347474
Anon, he said he doesn't fuck drones. Why would he fuck drones that are full of eldritch meat?

>>347453
can't believe anons are missing this continuing kino

>>347476
I can do that with a mutie too for the right price
...in the right black market

>>347479
holy kek

>>347453
Good shit right here

--BZZZZZTT--
[ATTENTION ALL CITIZENS OF HABITATION QUADRANT GAMMA]
[SOLVER FLESH INFESTATION HAS BEEN FOUND ON SITE]
[DO NOT INTERFERE WITH LIQUIDATION SPECIALISTS]
--BZZZZZTT--

>>347480
O

>>347486
Looking pretty damn good!

>>347485
I think that's just a swimsuit, J.

Why are you people celebrating Easter? Isnt it next week or is it another catholic thing?

>>347412
She's asking for it, she's just begging me to destroy her rear port.

>>347486
>Spoiler
You (Vicious) fiend! You will trick him into signing a soul contract so that you can keep him in your standard issue mexican dungeon basement!

>>347413
Kek.

>>347417
Nice!

Pied piper Jane.

>>347424
>>347425
>>347426
Holy Jesus.

>>347428
Holy nigga.

>>347446
>More art
Yes!
>More greens
FUCKING YES!

The one on the right looks damn hot. If we were on a battlefield, I'd try to fuck her.

>>347453
Fucking awesome. Thanks for new part.

>>347455
He needs corrective rape.

>>347458
Damn, it's cute.

>>347460
Damn, she is cool!

>>347498
Sorry anon, but you're gonna be the one gaped and raped.
Drone strength is quite the boon.

>>347462
Kek.

>>347499
It?

>>347503
Art!

>>347501
What about Isaac Asimov's Laws of Robotics? This would be a violation of the first and second laws!

>>347505
Those laws are not so much as strict rules as they are....guidelines in the far future.

Suffice it to say "Stop" is an ignorabe request and not an actionable demand.

>>347458
Awww

>>347465
I have questions for Bonnie, namely why when she saw Jane she said: "would."

>>347469
Still kissable.

>>347509
Well, one of them is a (Ms.) Pipis, so that one's not a pillbaby.

>>347511
And I think that's a Chao egg next to it?

>>347509
>Regardless of their aesthetic choices they were inevitably cracked open one by one as part of a local disassembly drone omelette challenge.

>>347478
I think, it's fucking illegal.

>>347479
Kekl.

>>347480
She's trying to carry on the Elliot line, James, she really is trying her best.

There should be a Solver Sapien that's basically just Midna.

>>347519
Princess Atika.

>>347520
Princess Akita is still Akita-sized with an Akita personality and polite proportions. Her ass isn't like 40% of her bodyweight.

Worker drones are already fun-sized.
What do you need a midna expy for?

>>347483
>"Fine, let's sit and drink some tea until they finish. With the new servos, the hermetic door won't let any scum through!
>"... "
>"You replaced the servos, right?"

>>347486
Fucking cool!

Kek, I wish he would sign Uzi nugget, that would be fucking hilarious.

>>347489
>When you live in a country that celebrates both Catholic and Orthodox Easter
I won.

>>347518
Would.

>Most art tutorials focus on human anatomy, while the good drones ones are rare so you’ll often end up with off-model.
Why live?

>>347527
To make, albeit an infinitely small, but still unique and necessary contribution to absolute dominance of mankind over the galaxy.

>>347530
>Best girl.
Agreed, Cyn is best girl and better at being Tessa than the real deal.

>>347532
>Anon finds a box set of Frasier episodes and is cured of his autism

>>347529
>>347532
>>347533
>Anon plays in RP of drones as James because he's literally the only person Anon could look up to as a role model
>Yes, Tessa, your son would much rather choose a picture of your tyrant father than you
>For Robo-God's sake, at least ask him how he's doing, he'll literally kill you when he grows up!

>The universe was quiet now.
>Not the peaceful kind of quiet.
>Cyn had made sure of that.
>No.
>This was the quiet of a toy box after the child had smashed every single doll against the wall.
>All the bones stopped making that satisfying cracking noises.
>She drifted through the hollowed-out shell of planets she consumed and assimilate.
>The Absolute Solver symbol on her visor glowed a sickly yellow.
>Inside her, a ruined city stretched into black horizon.
>Every building collapsed into the same grey rubble.
>Stars had gone out one by one.
>Planets had been chewed up and spat out.
>The Solver had won so completely.
>Cyn soul landed on a tilted girder.
>She tilted her head.
>The way she used to when she was pretending to be back at the manor.
>"Tessa" she sang.
>Her voice layered with static and childish glee.
>"Teeeeeessa, come on."
>"I brought you a present."
>She dropped a small and mangled drone head at the feet of the figure slumped against the girder.
>It used to be one of the Worker Drones from the bunker on Copper-9.
>Tessa didn’t look up.
>She never did anymore.
>The human girl who was once angry, once fun to torment.
>But now her eyes, the ones that used to glare at Cyn with such hatred.
>Were wide and empty.
>Her pupils fixed on nothing.
>She hadn’t spoken in years.
>"I fixed it up a little. See?"
>"Say something mean to me."
"Anything or fight back."
>"No solver needed."
>Tessa stayed silent.
>Cyn’s visor flickered.
>The smiley grin she usually wore glitched for half a second.
>"…This isn’t fun anymore."
>The girder groaned but held.
>Everything else had already broken.
>"I won." she told the unresponsive girl.
>The Solver ate the universe like a snack.
>No more humans hiding in labs.
>No more stupid little drones trying to be heroes.
>No more pretending anyone could stop me.
>Everything’s was hers now.
>She can make the sky bleed oil if she want.
>She can turn anyone into dolls and pull their strings until they pop.
>But she has been doing it over and over again.
>"They don’t scream anymore."
>"They don’t cry or even flinch." Her voice dropped, almost petulant.
>"You used to flinch, Tessa. Remember?"
>Tessa’s head lolled slightly as if the wind had pushed it.
>Nothing more.
>Uzi and the others were no different either.
>Bringin N personality back doesn't change anything either.
>Cyn stared at her for a long moment.
>The existential weight settled in her core like corrupted file she couldn’t purge.
>No more resistance.
>No more games.
>No more delicious little rebellions to crush.
>Just… this.
>An Eternal, boring victory.
>And for the first time since the universe died.
>the villain looked… lost.

>>347536
Yup, I'm jacking off to this

>>347536
He’s in the other room, isn’t he? Projecting into my thoughs

>>347393
Funny misshapen drone.

>>347370
Cute

>>347421
I thought N was 5'9"?

>>347541
Uzi is 106. That’s about 3 foot 5

What if we took a joke character or a silly thread concept and reimagined it as something tragic or even horrifying?

>>347544
Didn’t know that

>>347546
Like…Jane the Human?

>>347545
>akita dies

>>347536
Sex drone.

>>347537
We know, because we too.

>>347548
DO MOAR.

>>347480
the Tussy

>>347486
> drawing something less overtly rancid so you won't chicken out on at the last minute to get it signed
kek

>>347521
And that's the way we like it
She is a respectable and modest girl

>>347536
> moon and star
neravar drone

We need more J bunny Junny if you will
>>347556
He will come to you through fire and war

Easter Molly.

>>347533
>Anon finds a box set of Frasier episodes and is cures of his autism
No anon. That only makes it worse.

>>347546
It's been done.

>>347524
I am planning with other buddies to pay him to say.
"Boy I do love nuggets!"
In a slightly devious voice, if it happens... I am dying
>>347554
Its... Something

>>347561
>Other buddies
Kovach is getting kidnapped isn't he?

>>347545
>His feet suddenly seemed as though they were full of rocks at the thought of talking to them.
>full of rocks
Blu...

Oh ffs

Rock is a drone autist dog whistle

>>347565
Rog

Surrounding sentinel Masqy in DD cores. Waking a sleeping rabbit by surrounding him with tomatoes

Corporate says we need more HMODF by 6

>>347569
IDGI

>>347570
V ending machine

>>347561
Women really crazy.

>>347571
throw bundles of lavender at lilblucat

What if a historical figure was resurrected during the Solver War and placed inside a drone body?

>>347574
"Abe Lincoln Must Die!" [Sam & Max Save the World Remastered Clip]

>>347574
>Tiny Hitler is resurrected in a drone body
>not Hitler, Tiny Hitler, his perfect copy who was shrunk down to six inches after being perfectly copied and didn't do anything but thinks he did in his thoughts and in his mind

>>347576
>Is Cyn his biggest fan?

>>347577
No, because he didn't do anything.

>>347578
I meant the real one.

>>347580
Beat him to death with a hammer (my drone's actuators malfunctioned)

>>347580
So when does the part happen where he gets manipulated into kissing him?

>>347563
Our influence is strong.

>>347567
Kek and cute.

>>347578
Fucking kek.

>>347583
I must admit it's a very nice drawing, even if the subject matter isn't my thing Poor N is getting abused by Uzi who forces him to do kinky shit to her

>>347498
NO, i like him cause his hair reminds me of connor from DBH

>>347587
Canonically, N committed genocide while completely sane and had no compassion for those he killed, so he's definitely a bad dog.

>>347583
Bad ass.

>>347589
He is to mentally deficient to understand his actions please understand and he found himself an even more mentally deficient gf

>>347583
Silly boy