Y thread edition Wonderful Booru: https://dronebooru.co Wheel of numerous OCs: https://wheelofnames.com/z8q-2mf Wheel of altering modifiers: https://wheelofnames.com/4h8-fyf The wiki inside the really fantastic Booru: https://dronebooru.co/wiki_pages/original_character The actual separate Wiki: https://wiki.dronebooru.co/wiki/Main_Page Last thread: >>372206
The Saints Drone remake was blatant HODR propoganda Half of the dialogue was humans talking about how cute drones are or how much they want to marry a drone They also made Dronny Gat a fucking bitch
>>373169 >Doll moves away, revealing a dark and brooding Uzi she was obscuring >Uzi moves away, revealing a dark and brooding Nori behind her >Nori's too proud to move >Lizzy watches anyway >she has a painful, shameful suspicion that Vs hidden in there too >somehow...
>>373151 >>373112 >>...and may slightly, potentially, to an ever-so-tiny degree be scared she'll vanish like a pleasent dream if he lets her out of sight for even a second Coincidentally, that was also Lizzy's second reaction to her first run in with Doll as a spooky ghost (her first reaction was to wordlessly submit to what she assumed-and on some level hoped-would be her imminent gruesome J-horror death).
Anon, Lizzy's such an overwhelming diva she was giving Doll orders midway through Doll's own revenge scheme. She does not bottom. Not even because she wants to top, but because there is no man nor monster in existence able to do so.
>>373196 But the appeal of monsterfucking is that you are entrusting your life to someone who could kill you instantly if they ever felt like it. Lizzy would definitrly top someone who couldn't kill her instantly, but a hot monster who could? No chance.
>Ever since that day how I truly feel things have been quiet >No noise >No knocking >Not a single text nor confrontation >It was truly quiet >For a long, long time I decided to sleep in. To rest my heavy eyes down and finally sigh in relief >To feel my body slowly sink within itself. To feel every single ache within my body finally letting loose >To actually dream again instead of questioning what I'm seeing is a nightmare >But nothing good last forever >As I woken back up everything different. Lighting was softer in hues, with a light coat of cool saturations >"...I'm in the simulation again aren't I" thinking to myself. And as I thought I got a whif of a smell...it was food. Freshly bake goods,treats,and plenty of meat >I tend to forget how well these simulations are...but I should expect it from someone whos friend that can only be describe as a god within their world >...I'm jealous of AM for not because he's smart,conniving,brutal or all the other things Akita praise him to be >No...I'm jealous of the fact that he's friends with her...genuine friendship...thats all I ever wanted >But instead I'm giving a false allusion of it >I got out of my bed and walk out of my room. It was a birthday party: it was mines >Everyone I knew and cared for was there. Having fun, smiling like theres no tomorrow: I wasn't smiling. I just want to go home >And soon the devil appeared right on cue. Like it was a stage performance, as these false imitations brought out the supposed cake >She was singling me to sit down: I didn't >She singling me to smile: I didn't >She singling me to be happy: I wasn't >Akita:"....You know hilal I put in alot of effort to make this feel comfortable...to feel welcoming...to bring joy...but yet you refuse. Why is that?" >I didn't say anything >"Akita:"...come on now, dont give me that look. Afterall we're friends...friends make each other happy no? I mean, look at them. Look at all of this wondedful food! ISN'T IT LOVELY!" >She was huffing and puffing before taking a deep breath before sitting back down in her seat >Her anger grew absurdly ever since she meet AM. But yet always hide it behind a smile and innocence >Akita:"...So please will you kindly sit dow-" >"You want something. Spit it-" >Akita:"DON'T FUCKING INTERRUPT ME!" >Akita:"...As I was saying. PLEASE...sit down and dine. Its bad to let such a wonderful feast to go to waste. Dont you agree" >Look down at the food. A plate served by my supposed seat: I simply dumped it on the floor and smeared it >Akita:"...hehe...hehe..heHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" >I hates it when she laughs like this...its unnerving >And before I realized it I was forced to sit down on the chair. It strap me down tightly. Not leaving a single inch of movement to make >Soon she put a party hat on me as they lay out the cake infront of me. Candles sparkling warmly as she told me to blow out the candles >Simply spat on it >Grabbing my head she slam my face against the cake. Smearing it back and forth before lifting my head up >Akita:"Woooooow, the birthday girl was hungry am I right guys?" >A audio old as time played of people laughing. Like it was a sitcom >Akita:"Now look at that smile...." >My expression didn't budge >Akita:"Just...smile" >Soon small pat of her knuckles touched my face >Akita:"Just..Smile" >She did it again but with a bit more force >Akita:"JUST. SMILE!" >This time she threw it with more force. But I was unfazed >Doesn't she know my skin is hard similar towards diamonds? Why not use her solver powers? >Why not poison the room? Why not make me drown? Why punch me? >And before I realized it my face was covered in blood: her blood >Her flesh showing through her bloodied knuckles. Panting heavily >Her eyes staring deep at me. Twitching in frustration >"....If we're friends then tell me the truth. Afterall friends dont keep secrets from each other" >Akita paused for a moment. Looking down as if she done something shameful. Before looking back up with THAT look >Akita:"...I fell out of my auntie cyns grace when she heard about me "training" you" >Akita:" She didn't yell. She didn't gave me a spiteful or rageful face. Nor confronting me infront of everyone" >Akita:"Instead, she smiled. In private. I thought I was doing something good until she flip the "training" back on me..." >Akita:"All the things I put you through. All the challenges. Her own twists to it all...but guess how long it took? Weeks? Months? Probably half a year? No" >Akita:"She put all that PAIN in mere seconds....7 seconds it took. 7 seconds to near lifeless in the very floor...and all she said was" >Akita:" "Do not be rough with the pets now Akita. They're very sensitive. And I dont like it when someone brings them harm' " >Akita:"And soon left a little reminder on my body and I HATE IT" >Akita:"No more warmth. No more love...just cold and emotionaless...just mere numbers calculating on the screen within her eyes..." >"So by being kind to me it'll get you back into her grace...doesnt it" >She didn't respond back but her silence was clear >"...Then would you let me go home then" >And just a snap of her finger the simulation stop. To where AM was. Hovering over us as I simply walked away >But her gaze felt sharp. Felt with so much hate > > >〔AM: Akita. How was the little birthday party〕 >Akita:"...."Peachy' " >〔AM: "Good." Thats "Good"〕 >〔AM: I hope I'll be invited for the next one〕
>>373215 Why would I write about my own OC who is barely related to MD that feels selfish as shit. Anyway I have four words for you: Grappling hook, Rocket Launcher.
>>373216 >it's hereditary >the kids have it worse >and, as the sheer volume of watermarks eclipses their screen, anon and wife can do little but weep for bringing such accursed creatures into the world...
>>373232 V1 doesn't get regen but bootloop won't work on him, his on-ground mobility is on par with what sentinel drones get when airborne, their arsenal is mostly the same power-wise, though sentinel drones lean on energy weapons more and don't have the funny coin. I'd give the win to Phoenix's sentinels thanks to Alloy 2X, and call it even against a base sentinel. If said sentinel's got experience to match V1, they could take the win.
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>>373226 >anon saying this >with Beau, a kitbash Disassembler/Worker hybrid, is her kid >when she built her kid/golem specifically TO be a hybrid, instead of the (infinitely easier) alternative of just using the corpses she has
Anon she's clearly caught Yellow Fever. Dissassembly Desire. The long and lengthy claw of the Solver touched her heart and left it burning to join the Sky Demons. If they had mouths? She'd kiss em. If they had had hands? She'd hold em. If they'd stick around? She'd build her Murder Hubby the biggest, baddest body those labs had ever seen!
But they don't. And they wouldn't. So she's got to content herself with code compiling up her hackjob of a pill while "daddy" watches from inside her oven. Safe and sound and locked down forever.
>>373239 >Beau's genetic daddy-donor survives as a core >after the solver is defeated, he's a able to slowly regen his body and put Alice and Beau back together >gets to hug his wife instead of wanting to tear her apart
Counterpoint: Phoenix sentinels ARE fleshy, it's just that said flesh is limited to only a few spots. V1 could absolutely pull off regen if he can get through their chassis
Also note: >same arsenal >means same firepower >means V1 can (eventually) break the armor >means V1 DOES get blood >add in sentinels being completely unprepared for coin shenanigans + bootloop immunity + V1's bullshit(read: unpredictable) behavior and you've got a consistent win against even Hunter models
Agree that he dies screaming if the Sentinel gets prep time/capability awareness though. The Subjugate Solver gets bullshit fast.
>>373239 >kid/golem Homunculus. Like the kind that Russian guy made by injecting his semen into a chicken egg, and he smashed one with a Bible because it startled him by spitting at him or maybe trying to bite him.
>>373248 At what point does shoving your genes into something NOT make it your kid? Because she literally coded Beau from the ground up (one way or another) so I fail to see the difference.
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>>373252 Based. Fuck someone should make that mod.
Did you not watch that little faggot part harvest? If he's THAT nervous just pulling apart a drone then there's no way she had him operating on HER. At least, not real operations... >inb4 Alice trained Beau like a game of operation: lay down and give him pointers while he fumbles about with her nonessentials, and scream like hell when he gets close to the important stuff >this didn't traumatize him at all >probably
>>373265 32 inch circumference. Google says the human average is 4.7 inches circumference. I blame malnourished third-worlders for driving that average down, though. SD-I's a big boy 4U and itanon needs to add more DD boys to the dick chart.
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>>373271 >remind Keet she eats meat too >she runs away sobbing >now have to figure out how to calm her down while Keet's knee deep in "I'm a drone" mode
For reference, the maximum size of >a mouth: 6inch circumfrence >an ass: 8inch circumference >a vagoo: 12inch circumfrence, up to 32 in childbirth
Conclusion: I is fundamentally incapable of sex as we know it. All should point and laugh at this sad, sad drone that would require a human approximately 3x standard size to make use of any hole in the human body.
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>>373285 >but never to meet her >woe is the life of I
>>373200 Counterpoint: >mocking Doll's dead parents >mocking Doll >commanding Doll >mocking V and N(various) >mocking Uzi(forma de feral) >mocking Uzi(forma de normal)
Sure the former all *might*(keyword might: she's canonically much tougher than a standard worker) be able to kill her, but she's clearly not intimidated into backing down by that. I'd bet that same logic follows in the bedroom(i.e. she WANTS to submit, but won't do so unless forced) Note: Doll = too submissive, ESPECIALLY to Lizzy, to ever force her.
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>>373290 >roleswap AU where Lizzy's the autistic dweeb MC (who wears a cat ear headband to school) and Uzi's the most popular girl in school (because a lot of kids assume she's going to snap and shoot up the school some day and want to befriend her so she'll warn them not to go that day)
>>373275 AND THAT WHAT A DAMN COMMIE WOULD THINK CAUSE IN THE GLORIOUS U.S OF A ANYTHING AND I MEAN ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE! BURGERS 3/4TH POUND SIZE GLORIOUS MEAT PADDIES! ULTRA JUGS THAT ARE 120 OUNCES OF PURE FREEDOM JUICE! THE BIGGEST FIREWORK KNOWN TO MAN, BURN SO BRIGHT IS THAT OF THE GLORIOUS GOD GIVEN SUN! SO IF A HUMAN WISH TO GO TOWN ON THAT ROBOT ASS THEN BY GOD GIVEN THE RIGHT TO DO SO ANON! PLOW ANONS! PLOWS THAT BIG ASS ROBOT TWINK ASS LIKE THERE'S NO TOMORROW! NOT IN THE NAME OF GLORY, OR MIGHT. DO IT FOR AMERICAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
>>373294 >turns out to be a field trip thing >Uzi's all bark and no bite, especially in a timeline where she's not a second generation reverse cyborg vampire >the one who IS infected with AbsoluteSolver like Lizzy is, though? >the one who makes the Carrie episode the Carrie episode? >someone nodroney would have suspected had it in her...
>>373242 >Alice is scared >what just happened? >how'd it happen? >why's she alive? >"repairs?" repairs don't work that way! >her death + Solverknowledge + paranioa combine, resulting in a diagnosis of "this is hell" >and the cure? >become Doomguy >"wifing" the deerdrone ends up an ordeal, one far more resembling guerilla warfare than courtship as her DD babydaddy constantly struggles against tricks, traps, and every crafted weapon she can throw at him while he tries to convince her both of her own survival and his (nonlethal) affections >she won't surrender >he won't stop >and he wouldn't have it any other way...
>>373293 This ends with I shooting ropes of sticky drone cum literally through your drywall like an overtuned power washer as you pound his robo-prostate.
>>373292 >Doll still popular >Doll still quiet >Doll utters only one word word in the series: "Blayt"(in response to Uzi letting every robot vampire inside at once)
>>373299 >Lizzy still befriends V but more in the vein of the original Uzi and N, with her blowing V's head off and then keeping her core hostage until she gets stockholme syndrome.
>>373275 I assume 6.4 is the circumference. Besides, Eye is a bottom, his wang is large so that it's easy to grab from behind. And to stuff into his own mouth during a full nelson.
Based. There's far too few AUs that have N siding with Cyn(despite the fact that his pilot-start is IDEAL to make him into a tragically loyal attack dog character)
Anything "being a reverse cyborg vampire" stuff that you can see giving Beretta body image issues, in addition to her chumby tumby that's palpably full of viscera?
>All this talk of drone boy shlongs >As if they won't just flap around while their bottomplates are plundered by green men/ women with titanium strapons
>>373203 The English name Yuri seems a little strange to me, because in Russian we say "Юрий" with an "й", and it sounds like "Yuriy", but in English there is only one "i", which makes it seem like the ending is cut off mid-sentence.
>>373245 To counter V1, you need either a damn fast sentinel drone, or enough regular sentinel drones so that some can delay him and the rest can kill him. I'd say V1's main strength is his speed, which allows him to create hellish combos that kill everything.
>>373276 >Be random man at the gala >See a maid-drone beckoning you to the conveniently soundproof bathroom that's out of the way >Before you even know what's what, you're getting the best head you've ever gotten >Then it quickly becomes the worst head you've ever gotten >Then it becomes the best again when you feel searing pain and suddenly you have a dick-tentacle >The maid-drone gives you a peace sign and walks off. You think you can hear her chewing on your old dick... ANYWAYS you no longer want to be at the gala, you have PLANS >Later that night, you've just tentacle-fucked your ninteenth maid into unconsciousness when suddenly the moon goes missing and there appears to be a black hole in the sky >Also the maid-drone's here. >She wants the dick she loaned you back... >This is the third guy she's done this to, and is why she has tentacles
>>373337 >"Your honor, my client only did this to murder drones!" >"Sir, it's unacceptable to call victims that." >"I don't give a shit what these bastards call themselves."
>Be Cyn >See the person that is meant to take you down >instead of fighting you began insulting her >through a mixture of cleaver insults and childish remarks >She ends up attacking you but you simply dodge cause shes only a purple hair pronoun femcel >You keep insulting her >Her moves become wobbly before she has a full mental break >Full on screeching on top of their lungs >"I'MNOTACHUD!IMNOTACHUD!IMNOTACHUD!" >Over and over >Simply replied back with >"Yeah keep telling yourself that retard" >Femcel extinguish >You simply gave her a smug look as you reveal in your by far the most easiest win you can imagine
>>373369 >Pavo has received a second stable and constant source of infinite energy, meaning he can use twice as much power. Well, that's a reward for all the fun she gets from him playing with her dolls.
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>>373371 >N silences this by pulling out an unironic "be yourself" speech straight from a children's cartoon >and sloppy makeout session >watching the femcel melt into breathy, whining moans as she tongue wrestles Cyn's brother has a way of defusing the insult >especially when Cyn's not getting any herself...
>>373374 I'll watch it when I sober up, but now Y green time. I'd say I love/hate TTS, but it's a shame he didn't finish it, a story not told to the end is a story wasted
>>373329 >WDs can carry around minecarts fully loaded with ore but are light enough that a skinny teenage girl can pick one up and twirl him around like a ragdoll Is Doll unimpressed because Uzi's so bizarrely weak or is Doll unimpressed because Uzi's pretending she's a giant fatty?
>Fun Noon Canon Facts: Despite having no sex parts of any sort, drones do have drivers for sexual pleasure built in that third party addons are designed to take advantage of. Khoren Bekian was a man literally centuries ahead of his time.
>>373390 Eh, could be worse At least Alice isn't sucking your butt and fingering your dick like she did to the last human she had a chance experimenting on
>>373397 Lizzy's daughter Yeva (long black hair, pink eyes, wears a basketball jersey instead of a top and skirt, wears basketball shoes instead of boots) Greens with her: https://dronebooru.co/posts?tags=yeva_(oc) The green starting at >>370086
>>373411 Alice, Nori or Yeva. BECAUSE THEY ARE DRONE BOOMERS THAT WOULD CARE ABOUT ANCIENT FUCKING CARTOONS! Now excuse me I'm going to re watch the gen1 transformers cartoon I have saved on dvd by putting it in my drone wife's mouth and playing it on her screen
>>373414 >Uzi uses her solver powers to make gigga popcorn >N eats all of it >Now his tummy aches >The stone mongers gets angry this nigh because there is no place for rocks inside N
You find this drone in your house, do you >Clang her >Clang her with passion >Clang her with passion while promising everything will be alright Before engaging in after clanging cuddles with her
>>373417 Teli is girlfriend material, minus her drinking habit. But she does that to cope with being lonely. If she wasn’t so lonely she’d still drink but she’d have someone to drink with and it wouldn’t be so bad for her mentally health and self pity. I don’t know if her drinking would ruin or strain our relationship but I might be able to fix her slightly. She’s a cute drone.
>>373422 I can't fix a drone the last time I tried she booted up but just kinda stares out into the middle distance. That's all she does now. I think I used too much thermal paste.
>>373425 This is the New Drone Order forum actually, a complimentary rape drone has been dispatched to your location
>>373426 This shit is why you will never have the 33rd degree of drone masonry, now go ask a superior to help you unfuck that drone then fuck (as in clang) them as an apology
>>373422 >I can FIX HER Its not like that, Teli isn’t V or Pavo. She’s not a sociopath or a serial killer. She’s shy sad has low self esteem and she drinks, that’s all minor stuff that some therapy can help with. She’s not insane. So yes I can fix her, and I’d like to cuddle her.
>>373434 >He will have green skin >He will wear a suit and nothing more (he is so professional) >He will have a huge {PARENTAL CONTROL} to {NOT SAFE FOR ADVERTISERS} me with >AND HE WILL LOVE ME AND ONLY ME BECAUSE I'M THE BEST AND DESERVE THE BEST HUBBY J describing her thought process while drawing this Anon character she always talks about
>>373439 That’s from the grenade one of mom’s dead friends told him to swallow after his tummy started to hurt from eating all those rocks they’ve been giving him.
>>373440 Rim jobs no. She might do sounding form the torturer angle she has going on but that’s a stretch. No pun intended, its no joke. Your dick will have to be completely destroyed to fit a drone finger, that’s not sexy. Its harmful and destructive.
>>373444 >>373445 Boys, Alice is for vanilla, lovey-dovey, baby-making sex only. And enough to give Beau at least 4 younger siblings. She is not going yo shove her finger into your cock.
>>373446 It happened before she found the few remaining recordings from DroneHub, the only thing she had to go off of was Nori's depraved Human on Drone doujins
>>373449 >Alice has noticed that all of the producers for DroneHub have last names ending in “stein”, “berg”, or “witz”.
>She has also noticed that the very first female WD to date a DD was named “Uzi” Doorman. The word “Uzi” coming from a 20th century submachine gun. An Israeli submachine gun.
>Alice figures it’s only a matter of time before “they” start promoting circumcision to steal everyone’s foreskin again.
>>373455 >This was the Femdrone's plan from the beginning >As the asphalt solidifies inside Colt, he's stuck in place, aware, but unable to move as they break into his home and take him away.
>>373458 >Beretta doesn't respond >She is also tripping balls right now >Meanwhile the devious Keeta snickers to herself >This is the best prank ever >Especially since she now mastered dosing >Shame what happened to Negev to get that knowledge tho
>>373411 I haven't seen a single Megaman cartoon, but everyone talks about him as the one of most iconic work of culture. I think my dronification version might be.
>You're married to SD-K, your Disassembly Drone wife >Every time you're going to kiss her you say a corny "every kiss begins with Kay" line >She thinks it makes no sense >She secretly likes it
>>373412 >Watch movies on the tiny head of a cleaning worker bot because you can't afford a proper TV or even a computer? >Or watch movies on the huge cinematic screen of your gigantic drone wife? >Make your choice, Anon
>>373440 >>373445 True, Alice would only do either and/or both as an explicit form of torture (and that's assuming she'd torture a human in the first place). Fun Fucked Up Fact: The sheer width and industrial strength capabilities of drone tongue means that even WDs are more than capable of inflicting severe & likely fatal rectal trauma via careless (or malicious) anilingus
>>373487 >Shoving Uzi's head down to the base and using a scanner to see how far N reaches, then marking the depth on her chassis with a permanent marker
>Nori’s disappointment is indescribable after Uzi blows her load after 30 seconds and barely 10 licks. She now understands why Uzi gained a reputation as a femcel.
>Cyn should have known better. >She should have known not to infiltrate the lab of the one worker drone that had been reliably killing DD’s for the past 20 years. >Alice, using doors from Khan, the patch found by Nori, Solver magic from Uzi and doll, and finally a large magnetic field emitter, managed to isolate Cyn in her maid form. And temporarily shut down her solver powers.
>Everyone, including J, wanted to have Cyn executed. >Alice, in order to stall, claimed that dhe needed time to figure out a way to kill Cyn so that she would not regenerate. >In reality, Alice now had the chance to create DDs. And an infinite number. >And as long as Alice did not put Cyn under too much stress, Cyn would not break free using her solver powers.
>Alice walks up to Cyn. >Cyn is lying on her back, her arms are tied behind her back, and her legs are tied at the ankles. Her face is covered by a thin white cloth. >Cyn can partially she through the cloth. She knows Slice is the one with the orange eyes, dark hair, and the one that speaks in an american southern accent. She cant really tell what Alice is wearing on her helmet that makes it do wide and shiny. >Alice gently comes up to Cyn. >”Hey sugar’…” >Alice is starting to slide her hands up her Cyn’s skirt, and gently massage her inner thighs. >”I’ve been trying to create ah’ murder drone for years now. I’ve tried nearly everything I could think of’. Trying to upload murder drone software to ah’ worker drone. Stapling limbs from a murder drones to a worker drone. I even tried to combine mah’ code with a murder drone. Only thing I got outta’ that was Beau though….” >Alice is still massaging Cyn’s inner thigh, and Cyn can feel her oil start flowing to a certain appendage down there. >Alice, noticing that Cyn is starting to finally pitch a tent, keeps talking. >”But now that I have you Darlin’, I can finally get access to the “source code”. And as much of it as I’ want.” >[Giggle] [Silly worker drone] [You are not taking any of my spermatozoa] says Cyn. >Alice simply removes her hand from under Cyn’s skirt, and replies: >”Really? Ya’ little friend here says otherwise. In ah’ matter of fact, it seems to want a good milkin’.”
>Cyn rolls over onto her side, trying to hide her erection. >But the movement causes her skirt to ride up, exposing the leaking tip of her tentacle cock. >She must look quite pathetic right now. >[Nervous] >[Nervous Expression] >[Blushing] >[Whimper] >Cyn begins to struggling to see if she can get her arms free. >”Now, now sweet pea. You’re goin’ nowhere anytime soon.” >As Alice says that, she places a fingertip on the tip of Cyn’s leaking cock. >Alice then pulls up Cyn’s skirt to get a complete look at her anatomy >The tentacle cock is nearly 7 inches long. Complete with a decent sized sac underneath. >Alice fondles Cyn’s nuts for a few seconds. >”Heh, nice pair of family jewels ya’ got here. Dont worry, I will make sure to drain em’ quite well.” >[Gasp] >[Desperate]
>For the next 17 days, Cyn is forcibly “milked” three times per day, by Alice. It only ends when Uzi and V discover it after randomly visiting during a “session”. >Alice is later bitch slapped by Nori, so hard that she goes flying for trying to create a DD army for herself. >And unfortunately, they cant destroy the jars of Cyn’s nut-sludge that were collected, because they are locked behind nearly indestructible doors that Khan made. And only Alice has the code.
>>373507 You overestimate the impact of shock shlock these days. Also it's nearly 5 a.m. where I am. 11 p.m. in maybe the EST timezone. Most are likely in bed or doing some form of late night leisure.
>>373508 Broke free during the chaos when people started confronting Alice. She teleported out and turned back into CynTessa. To this day, she is scared of Alice.
>>373505 >Alice forcibly jerking Cyn off using an impressive batch of female anatomy adapters, all modified to be handheld and affixed with specialized "milk" collection tanks >Alice resorting to tantalizing foreplay every time Cyn and her tentacock refuses to cooperate, resulting in torturous edging sessions that sometimes last for hours at a time >Alice meticulously ensuring there's sufficiently large "milk" sample sizes by regularly "measuring" Cyn's sack, fondling and sucking on each swollen ball whilst occasionally stroking off her struggling captive as a treat for good behavior >Alice beating Cyn off with painfully aggressive handjobs until she shoots her "milk" into a collection jar, even going as far as showing off by moving the collection jar farther and farther away without any shots missing the "bullseye" (it counts as a hit so long as at least some of it gets into the jar) >Alice gradually going from sneaking a few licks of "milk" every now and again, to greedily swallowing entire loads of Solver semen after 'accidentally' forcing Cyn to finish in her mouth at least once a day (Saliva contamination makes the samples useless so swallowing is clearly the only option left!) >Alice indulging in her body modification know-how to install a custom-Frankensteined anal adapter in order to easily access and "stimulate" the Eldritch prostate(s) buried inside Cyn >Alice using "toys" (also custom-Frankensteined out of anatomy adapters and other assorted Disassembly Drone parts) to maximum effect against Cyn, with some being haphazardly stuffed up into Cyn's new and sensitive rear port while others are set to massage, stimulate and stroke Cyn's twitching length >Alice personally "securing" the largest sample sizes with her own conveniently installed female anatomy adapter, riding the very verbal Cyn and her writhing tentacock like a genuine country girl triumphantly showboating off the back of a mechanical bull (one of these wild "sessions" are what Uzi and V unintentionally walked themselves in on) >Cyn being so drained after the ordeal that her poor, brutalized tentacock shrivels up and falls off shortly after being freed from Alice and her dungeon (the tentacock successfully escapes back into the darkness whence it came, slowly growing and gestating into a Solver smut monster that'll one day be strong enough to take its revenge on Alice...
Guys I don't think the drone hospital is a good place for sick people, the drones here diagnose everyone with drone deficiency no matter the symptoms, if you have any condition that is serious they just pump you with medical nanites until your eyes begin to shimmer with metallic glints and call it a day before sending you back home with prescribed drones
>>373518 I wish my doctor would prescribe me drones. He just keeps telling me that being addicted to DD cock is perfectly natural, even when my reason for being there has nothing to do with DDs or their cocks
>>373521 If your doctor is a human man then he is a supremely coping homosexual. Being addicted to drone ass on the other hand, that is perfectly normal
>>373537 I see another anon came out of retirement. You didn't miss much: >Some drama. >A few new oc's, including mine. >New art and greentexts. >A few new anons showed up, while others disappeared.
>>373537 People keep feeding the threadshitters but it's fine, you can just click the minus on their posts. There's been more S lately. And J thanks to the little merch special.
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>>373551 >>373552 >>373553 >fleshies I fucking hate subhumans that do this stuff. This is a show about cool robots not your fucking generic vampire lesbos
Y base green, back after ughhh... >>295347 >You explain that three disassembles spent a night with you during the blizzard >And you may have drunk a bit of their booze >So they of course played a prank on you >Y’s shock and anger turns to worry >She begins inspecting your body >”What are you doing” “Checking you for surgery scars, are you sure you still haff all of your organs?” >What!? L and her squad wouldn’t do anything like that to you >Right? >After concluding that you are in fact intact Y throws your clothes at you “Get dressed, schnell! You’re getting zat washed off you as quickly as possible” >You hastily put your uniform on >As soon as you finish Y begins dragging you to the showers >You try to resist this rough treatment >And fail >Y may be in a bit of a “diminished” state, but she is still industrial machinery >The embarrassment from being manhandled by a drone this short is palpable >Y kicks the door to the dressing room open and begins tearing your clothes off you >Your protests fall on deaf ears >At least there is nobody else to see you get striped in such a manner >Before Y can start dragging you again you enter the shower area yourself >You brace yourself before turning the faucet >The cold water begins flowing >You’re still not used to this >You reach for your sponge and bar of soap to begin washing away the graffiti located in the place where your back loses it’s noble name >You do not find those things >You look around and see that Y has followed you in, sponge and soap in hand, naked with her adapter out “Turn around, I’m going to vash zat off you” >You comply and soon after you feel Y violently scrub your back >She is giving it her all >It’s actually starting to hurt >”Hey could you slow down?” >Y doesn’t respond >She just keeps scrubbing occasionally applying more soap and sneaking in a squeeze of your buttocks >This continues for quite a while “SHAIZE! VHAT SORT OF MARKER DID ZOSE VENCHES USE!” >”Is it not coming off?” “IT’S NOT COMING OFF!” >Y begins to scrubs even more vigorously >Eventually you leave the shower >The writing gone from your body, replaced with a red spot >You’re not sure how much of that red is irritation of your skin and how much is lost skin >All you know that it hurts whenever your clothes touch that spot it hurts >You go the mess hall hoping that a warm meal will make the shivering from the ice cold shower go away >You grab today’s suspiciously iron rich breakfast and search for a place to sit down >It’s not that hard there’s not enough human personnel to take up even an eight of the space >You notice someone waving at you >An older soldier in decorated fatigues >Oh it’s the commander >What does he want from you? >You sit down opposite to him >Y almost instantly sits in your lap, her hat almost scratching your chin “Good day sir, do you need something?” >”Good day Anon, no need to sir me, I come here to spend some time with my men” >You nod in acknowledgment while beginning to eat “Guessing that’s the missus?” >”No that’s Y she’s…..” >Before you can finish Y rips the fork out of your hand and uses it to stuff more food into your mouth >While you try to not choke Y responds to the commander “Yes, Festungfuhrer!“ “Nice to meet you” >He begins digging around his pockets “So Anon, about your recent promotion...” >He lets out a few frustrated groans as he continues to search his pockets “...and your latest successful mission…” >“What about them sir?” “You can call me Lucas, no reason to sir me right now…” >He pauses as his eyes light up “There it is!” >He produces a small bottle and places it on the table “So how about we celebrate with a toast?” >Despite your last blunder involving alcohol you agree >Commander Lucas pours the liquid into your cups >You both raise the cups up but before you can drink Y rips it out of your hand >She samples around half of the cup’s contents before handing it back to you >You drink whatever is rest >Your mouth and throat begin to burn >The taste is akin to asphalt covered in sulfur >You can feel it going down your throat and into your stomach >You half expect it to melt your body and pour out of you >You begin to cough and reel >You manage to not fall out of your chair >Commander Lucas gives you a hearty laugh “Strong stuff aye? Brewed it my self, had to rip up a certain jacuzzi to make myself bootlegging setup” >You shake your head to try and collect yourself “How about another one?” >Before you can decline Y pushes your cup forward >Lucas pours another round and hides the now empty bottle “Cheers!” >Y picks the cup up “Zum whol!” >She drinks from the cup and then hands it to you
>>373574 >Thankfully she drank more than half the cup this time >It doesn’t go down any easier the second time around but thankfully you’re at least able to wash it down with water >You eat and make some small talk with with commander Lucas >Well not really eat, you’re getting fed by Y >Everybody else is also getting fed by drones >Except Lucas >“So where’s the secretary drone?” “You mean Katherine?” >He chuckles to himself “I asked her to help out with some paperwork to be able to sneak out off my office” >”That’s all?” “Well no, I mixed in bogus forms to make sure she’s busy for a while” >”And you’re sure she won’t catch on?” “Oh she will, no doubt about that, but I’m sure I bought myself at least two more hours….” >The doors to the mess hall swing open >A manic looking sentinel drone walks in >She’s frantically looking around the room “Commander! Commander where are you!?” >Lucas makes a stern expression “Drats, I underestimated her” >The secretary notices him and immediately beelines straight to him >She grabs him by the shoulders and begins carrying him out of the mess hall “Why where you eating here? Without me! You could have choked! And you didn’t take your supplements!” >Commander Lucas sighs and let’s himself be dragged off “You need your supplements! Those documents you had me fill out, some of them were all wrong! You may be going senile!” >There is honest worry on the sentinel’s screen “By the way…. I didn’t forget what you promised we’d do after I finish up with them~” >The worry turns into something else you don’t want to decode >There is a hint of resignation in Lucas’ eyes “You have to make sacrifices during war” >He gives you and all the other soldiers a sharp salute before his secretary throws him over her shoulders and leaves the mess hall >After you’re done with your meal you begin heading towards your repair bay > You don’t exactly have any orders to do so, bu you’re also not on your time off so you’ll at least pretend to be busy in case of an inspection or something >Suddenly Y starts hiding behind you >You turn your head to ask her what’s she’s doing but you bump into something rather hard “Anon are you alright?” >Oh you know that voice >It’s Elena >How you didn’t notice her up until now you don’t know “And who’s that cutie with y…..” >Elena looks at Y with confusion >She looks at her hat >Then at her chassis >And at her hat again >And back at her chassis “Y?” >Y starts hiding behind your legs “Y! You look great!” >After being stunned for a while Y looks at Elena with a pleading screen >It looks like she’s about to cry again but Elena’s sincere tone makes her pause “You’re not teasing?” >Elena shakes her head >Y slowly emerges from behind you “Anyway, where are you two going?” >”To our repair bay” “Any reason particular?” >”Not really, not much else for us to do” “I could go ask the commanders secretary if she has any orders for you guys” >That’s so nice of her >You enter your repair bay >You weren’t gone for that long but you missed this place >Time for you to do your job >Sure wasn’t that long since everyone was last serviced but once of prevention is a pound of cure and all that >While you organize your tools Y uses the bay’s coms console to call her squad over “Zis is your kommandat, report for maintenance at once!” >You hear a voice from the other side of the console >It’s Phi “On our way, KOMMANDANT CUTIE~” >The signal cuts out and Y begins cussing under her breath and pouting >You do your best to calm Y down a bit >You’re not exactly sure how >You start petting Y’s head >For your trouble you get bit on the side of your hand >A thick blush appears on Y’s screen “Don’t take my by surprise like zat…” >She takes a step closer to you “Nov continue!” >That’s some real mixed signals >Still nursing your hand you sit down on a chair >Y forces herself onto your lap and takes her hat off >Under threat of being bitten again you start patting Y’s head >She purrs whenever you move your hand across her head >Y wrapped her hands around your torso >She’s squeezing with considerable force >It’s getting a bit hard to breathe >But it is nice in some aspect >A pleasant heat radiates from her chassis and helps you shake of the last of the icy stockade of a shower you had today >Y starts burying her head in your chest >You place your free hand on the back of her chassis and pull her closer to you >After a while she pulls her head away from your chest and looks up >The puppy eyes she gives you are overwhelming >Y places her hands on your shoulders and brings herself closer to your face >You lean in, your lips meets with her mouth >You can feel her tongue enter your mouth >It’s not the same tentacly thing you’re used to >It’s a big soft slab of silicone based material >It’s wet and warm
>>373575 >You expected an enveloping grasp but instead got a soft mass >Y’s tongue yields and retreats slightly when you place yours upon it >Seizing the advantage you push further >Y begins letting out muffled moans as you continue to make out >You open your eyes for a moment >Y’s screen is a mess of blushes and heart emojis >You close your eyes again >Your hand begins instinctively drifting towards her bottomplate >When your hand reaches underneath Y’s skirt you feel as she reaches towards the zipper of your pants >Suddenly you hear the repair bay doors open “Yooo! Anon, were here for that maintenance commander cutie patootie mentioned….” >You and Y stop making out >Uhhh…. You can explain…. >Phi, Delta and Theta form a line in front of you >Phi enthusiastically raises her hand up “Us next!” >You and Y look at them confused >Y’s squad becomes irritated by this “Common you tiny sugar plum, stop holding up the line” >With a mixture of annoyance and confusion Y gets off your lap >Immediately after Phi takes her place and wraps her arms around your neck >She starts sucking your face >The soft and gentle tongue of Y is gone >Instead there is a firm yet flexible tentacle scouring every inch of your mouth >You can feel it wrapping itself around your tongue, then unwrapping exploring around your mouth some more and then rewrapping itself and then repeating the whole process >Your tongue is squeezed, your hard pallet and gums molested and the flow of oxygen to your lungs hampered >You do your best to breathe through your nose but the tip of Phi’s tongue has already reached your throat >It’s not deep enough to make you vomit but just deep enough to make you uncomfortable and feel like you’re gagging >Her arms tighten around your neck as you feel her tongue creep deeper and deeper >You also feel her tail wrap around your torso and bind you to the chair, restricting your arms >You wriggle as you begin to choke for real under Phi’s affections >You open your eyes in fear >You see the hearts on her screen >It’s a waterfall of “<3”’s and occasional “>:)”’s >As your vision begins to dim due to oxygen deprivation you see two pairs of drone arms lock around Phi’s torso >They begin to pry her off you >This hurts at first but Phi eventually yields and is thrown to the floor >You feel like a ballon that has had air let into it again >You take deep wheezing breaths >Your vision returns to you >You look around the room in a daze >Y has begun playing some sort of dungeon crawling game with pieces she was keeping inside her hat >Phi has shaken the dust off of herself and begun walking up to Y to join her >And you see your saviors >Theta and Delta >You take a few more deep breaths and are about to thank them for the save but quickly sit on your >lap, one on one leg each and join their mouths to yours taking Phi’s place >The inside of your mouth is now invaded by two tentacle tongues >They poke and prod, exploring your for bit >Then they begin wrapping themselves around your tongue >Like two snails coiling themselves around prey >Your tongue is squeezed and abused >All while the two drones grope you >Starting with a rather comfortable caress of the shoulders >Moving onto exploratory rubs of your chest and belly >And moving to lustful grabs of your crotch and ass >At least they’re content not choking you with their tongues >You hear your zipper open >Then you feel two drone hands slowly close in around your private parts and begin slowly playing >with them >Soon after you hear a particularly angry squad commander “ZAT IZ ENOUGH YOU ZWEI! I ZIDN’T GET ZO GO ZAT FAR UND NEITHER VILL YOU!” >Theta and Delta pull themselves away from your mouth for a second “Aw common Y, we’re just getting started, you had him to yourself for a whole night!” “Yeah! Besides he’s not complaining!” >“Guy’s I…” >Before you can finish Delta places his hand over our mouth and kisses your forehead “GET OFF OF HIM YOU SWINEHUNDS ZAT IS AN ORDER!” “And what are you going to do about it?” >Y is stumped for a second >She turns to her second in command “PHI! Tell zem something!” >Phi smiles to Y “Well, miss commander worker, I’d say you can’t do anything” >She stands up from the table and walks up to the seat you’re stuck in “You two don’t mind if I join in right?” >Theta and Delta pry your legs apart while gesturing to your crotch “YOU TRECHERUS DOGS! THIS IS MUTINY! I VILL HAVE YOU DECIMATED!” >Y takes her sword out of her scabbard and begins sabre rattling >Soon after Phi’s tail knocks it out of her hand and sends it flying across the room >Before Y can begin a unarmed charge into disassembler tails the doors to the repair bay open >Elena and her grunt drone squad enter the bay
>>373576 “Hey guys! I got your orders! Sorry it took so long, the commander’s secretary wanted to play some Mahjong to let off steam, she really wasn’t happy when I mentioned you guys… what is happening?” >Before Phi, Theta and Delta can react Y calls out “Zey are refusing orders and forcing zemselves onto Anon!” >In a ridiculously small time frame Elena closes the gap between herself and you and the three drones >She grabs Theta and Delta by the neck with her arms and wraps her tail around Phi’s neck >She lifts all three of them up, a wicked smile on her face and a blue X on her visor “Refusing orders? Do you know what happens to disassemblers that refuse orders?” >The three drones panic >They begin fearfully pleading and begging >Y who retrieved her sabre by this point walks up to Elena and points her sword at Phi’s midsection “You! Ringleader of zis rebellion! Vat you say in your defense?” “Y common! It’s just a joke! You know we wouldn’t do anything! We’re sorry if you took it personally!” >Phi gives Y a nervous smile as she tries to weasel out of this >Y considers her words for a second >She gestures to Elena “Put them down” >Elena’s smile widens “Gladly~” >She makes a gesture that indicates she’s ready to smash Theta and Delta together and crush Phi with her tail “No! Vait! Vait! Not like zat! Put zem on ze ground!” >The X disappears from Elena’s screen “Ohhh… ok….” >She places the trio on the floor >They breathe a sigh of relief “T-thanks Y, we won’t do that again we promise” >Y smiles at them “Kneel” >Phi, Delta and Theta look at Y with confusion >Then they look at the squad of grunt drones behind them >The grunts have their rifles trained on them >Y repeats the order “KNEEL!” >They kneel >Y moves one of her feet forward and points at her shoe with her sword “Kiss it” >They hesitate for a moment >They try to look back but feel the barrels of the grunt rifles pressing against their chassis >Elena has joined in, replacing one of her hands with a machine gun >They slowly look back at Y’s shoe and begin frantically kissing it >After a moment of this humiliation Y pulls away her foot “Enough!” >There is a mixture of disgust and disdain in her voice >Y gestures for her squad to stand up >As they do she puts her sword up to Phi’s neck “Zis better be ze last time you even zink about insubordination, lieutenant” >Phi nods her head while forcing a smile >Satisfied with the dominance she established Y sheaths her sword “Nov, vhat are ze orders?” >Elena starts fumbling and searching for something in her pockets “Oh right! Give me a sec” >She pulls out a small note and begins reading “You will go do firing drills and Anon has to go repair some secondary systems near the boiler room” >Y and her squad groan >Phi finds enough bravery in her to ask the sentinel “Is that really all?” >Elena looks at the note “Yup, well there is a few insults directed at your competence but I shouldn’t read those” >Phi takes a step back “Ok” >Elena notices that the mood in the room is incredibly tense >She is confused by this despite the fact she was choking the drones in front of her a moment ago >She looks at her grunts who are still point her guns at Phi ,Theta and Delta “Oh! You guys can stop, we’re not executing them” >The grunts oblige but complain a bit “We never get to shoot stuff!” >Elena rolls her screen “I’ll find you some targets and spare grenades ok?” >The grunts start cheering and praising their commander >You have finally caught your breath >You stand up and gesture to your charges “Alright, before you can do any drills I have to make sure you’re in working condition, let’s do what we were planing to do” >You point at the diagnostics station you set up >The drones of squad Y eagerly rush over as if they forgot about what just happened >Phi manages to get to the station first but Y cuts in front of her “Hey! What do….” >Phi doesn’t finish >Y’s smug smile and Elena’s hand on her shoulder give her pause >The only words she can muster is “I think our commander should go first” >Alright >You kinda wanted to check up on Y >You were rushing a little bit and your nerves weren’t helping >Sure Y works and all but maybe you fucked something up >You open her hatch and do your thing >Everything is alright >You have to tighten some bolts and pop a few seals back in place but other than that it’s fine…. >What is that? >You look at the inside part of the anatomy adapter built into Y’s bottomplate >Oh… oh you think you saw this on a porn site once >This thing can store… >With a mixture of curiosity and disgust you reach for the vial filled with white fluid >It’s cold to the touch >Not hiding your disgust you take the vial out >Every drone but Y look at it with want >Y grabs it out of your hand >She dangles the vial in front of Phi for a while before pulling it away when Phi gets closer >Y seems to consider something for a while >She looks around the room until her screen locks onto Elena >Y looks at her squad >Y’s squad looks at her, big puppy eyes on their screens >It’s as if they are about to kneel and prostrate themselves before her again
>>373577 >Y smiles “Only loyal soldiers get treats” >Y throws the vial to Elena >Elena catches it mid air, licks the vial and hides it one of her pockets >Now you understand why you had a whole month of “Zen training in case of abnormal drone behavior” >You repeat a few mantras in your head and try to ignore the situation >You run a few basics diagnostics and close up Y’s maintenance hatch >Y gets off the table with a satisfied look on her face >Phi takes a step forward “Halt!” >Phi looks at Y confused and giving her best fake smile “Theta goes next, you on all fours now!” >Keeping up the forced smile Phi gets on all fours >Y sits on her back “Alright Anon, do your thing” >Theta slowly gets into position >Phi mutters something under her breath “Vhat vas zat!?” “N-nothing!” >Y gives Phi a smack on the bottomplate “So I thought!” >You do maintenance on Theta, then Delta >They moan and praise you as you work kissing your cheeks with satisfaction once you finish >When Phi’s turn comes around Y orders her to crawl to the diagnostic station >Y then allows her to finally stand up “And zon’t you dare do anything funny to Anon!” >You proceed with Phi’s checkup >Nothing out of the ordinary here as well >A few tangled up cables you neaten up and a thin layer of dust on some of the components >Nothing a quick blast with compressed air won’t fix >You anticipate getting constricted with her tail again but that doesn’t happen >Phi is looking directly at you occasionally glancing at Y >You find a bit of debris inside her chassis that’s stuck >You’ll need to fish it out by hand >You reach in and Phi gasps in response >You can feel her tail touch your torso >She grabs her own tail and begins pulling it towards herself while laughing nervously >You pick and prod but the dust bunny wont budge >Phi’s moans become a bit distressed >Her tail is flopping around in her hands >You struggle inside her chassis again and her tail flies out of her hands in an arc that suggests it will wrap around your neck >Before that happens Elena grabs Phi’s stinger >Phi’s breathing is heavy and she’s disoriented >She sluggishly looks at you and then at Elena >You can feel the heat coming from Phi’s core ramp up as fear overcomes her >Elena’s screen is displaying an X >She brings her head close to Phi’s “You were given an order” >Phi squirms and tries to lean away “I just got…. A bit excited… I wasn’t going to hurt Anon! I promise! Anon you don’t feel threatened right?” >You struggle to answer >Your sense of danger and safety is a bit skewed when it comes to drones by now >But you do manage to get that last bit of debri out >You yank your hand >Phi spasms and moans >Phi’s tail goes limp >That should be all >You gesture to Elena to let Phi go >She wouldn’t hurt you right? >Elena is a bit disappointed but obliges >Phi tugs at your shirt with trembling breath “A-Anon… could you clean me a bit more? I’m clo… I think there still something stuck there” >Huh? You’re pretty sure you got everything but sure >Before you can reach in again Y gets in front of you and slams Phi maintain ance hatch shut “No need Anon! Phi is just trying to avoid ze firing drill!” >Phi yelps and looks at Y with anger “Alright you rabble time for us to go!” >Y points to the door and begins leading her squad out of the repair bay >Phi sluggishly stands up and begins walking on shaky legs >Before Y can leave the room Elena stops her “Uhhh Y you don’t have to go” “Vhat?” “You don’t exactly have anything to shoot with, plus the range isn’t the best place for a worker” “Oh… right Ich forgot” “But vhat vill I do now?” “The worker drone union calls dibs on all unaccompanied personnel in non combat positions and since you technically count right now you can go help Anon” >A wide smile appears on Y’s face >She turns to her squad “Verry vell, you three report to ze drillfuhrer in the firing deck, I vill keep Anon company” >Y’s squad gnash their teeth as they leave the room >The door closes >Well time to go fix those secondary systems >Elena stops you “Um… Anon… could you maybe do some maintenance on me and my squad as well?” >”And the boiler?” “Oh it can wait, it’s a secondary system it’s not that important” “I see no problems vit zat” >Y agrees? >Ok then >You start with Elena >Oh, she’s in horrible shape >Almost as bad as when you first met her >She’s filled to the brim with dust >”Are you inhaling this stuff? You want me to clean you on purpose or something?” >Digital sweat starts rolling down Elena’s screen “W-what? No…. Why would I do such a thing...haha” >Right >Elena hugs you once you’re done >Y isn’t exactly pleased with this, but she doesn’t complain >Next are the grunts >Sure there are ten of them >But they are simple and reliable so this should go fast >You open the maintenance hatch of the first drone >Bullets begin to spill out >The floor is filled with rifle rounds, shotgun shells and all other sorts of ammunition >After some half a minute of bullets pinging off the floor the flood stops >You look at the drone confused and a bit scared >So does Elena
>>373578 “Hey…. What is this?” >One of the grunts pipes up “We wanted to have more ammo with us just in case, so whenever we were on ammo runs for other units we swallowed some” >Elena let’s out a defeated sigh “You could have just asked! We have enough surplus” >She kneels down and looks at the scattered ammo “None of these are even the right caliber for your rifles!” >The grunts are stumped >After a while they respond in choir “Sorry” “Ugh…. It’s fine but you’re helping me clean and sort this later” >The grunts fiddle with their hatches for a bit and then open them themselves >Bullets begin to escape from the chassis of the remaining 9 grunts >You’re pretty sure you’re standing on at least 5 paychecks worth of ammo right now >You turn your attention back to the first grunt >You pick out the few smaller bullets that got stuck inside, spray it a few times with compressed air >and do a few more service tasks >You repeat for the remaining 9 drones >There is no damage inside them >No dents or at least any noticeable ones despite the mass of foreign bodies >They really are built sturdy >Yup it’s all fine >All of the grunts don’t have any outstanding problems >Nope >Alright no you can’t deny it >One of the grunts has… something? Stuck inside their chassis near the core >And you have no clue what that is >Too big to be bullet >One of those big batteries? >It’s in a hard to reach spot as well >You fiddle with the object for a solid 5 minutes >Eventually you manage to pull it out >Now that it’s free of the half dark chassis you can inspect it more closely >Your eyes widen and you turn pale as you realize you’re holding a 40mm impact grenade >How did the grunt even swallow this? >Elena takes the grenade from you “Sorry for that Anon…. I… need to keep a better eye on these guys” >You’ve had enough contact with explosives for quite a while >Elena gives you the details about what exactly you need to fix near the boiler while cleaning the bullets >Some compressor is on the fritz and the pressure in the pipes it’s connected to fluctuates >Sounds simple enough >You head to the deck of the base with the boiler room >Compressor 8B here it is >The notepad has a section on fixing these >You give it a read >Oh great >You’ll have to crawl inside of that thing >You remove one of the front panels, get on your back and crawl inside the hole in the compressor >until only your legs poke out >You begin working with the components inside >All the while Y stands next to your toolbox >”Could you pass me the spanner?” “Sure!” >She hands you the monkey wrench >”I said spanner” “Sorry!” >She hands a screwdriver >You crawl out of the compressor >You look at Y questioningly and replace the screwdriver with the spanner “Ugh… I don’t know much about zis stuff!” >Oh yeah, she still has DD programing on her >Probably not a lot information about how to repair stuff in there >But she does want to help, even if her enthusiasm outpaces her ability >You settle for her reading you the instructions from the guide book out loud “Nov it says you have to remove ze front panel” >You try to move but it would seem you’re stuck >This may be due to one of the components you’re working on that you may have accidentally knocked out of place >”I’m kinda pinned right now, maybe you could do that?” >Y doesn’t respond for a while “I- I’ll try…” >Y situates herself in front of the front panel >It so happens to mean she’s siting on your crotch >You hear a sudden thump from the corridor leading into the room you’re in >”What was that?” “I.. I don’t know...EEK!” >You try to move to see what happened, but you’re still stuck >You can kinda see what’s happening through the now removed front panel >A DD has it’s claws on Y’s neck >You know that drone “PHI! Sheize vhat are you doing here!” “Well commander pint sized, I think you’re overstepping your post, and now that the blue bitch isn’t here to save your ass it’s time to teach you a lesson” “Get off me you…” “I’d stop if I were you, this is a dangerous place, especially for cute little things like you, plenty of things that could hurt one such as you… perhaps enough to give someone with bad intentions and alibi” >”Uhhh, guys… listen I’m stuck here...” “Oh no! Poor Anon hallucinating due to the heat from the boiler” >”Uhh no, I’m not hallucinating could you just” >Phi’s tail snakes it’s way into the compressor and wraps around your neck restricting air flow and stopping you from speaking “Now… Y, if you know what’s good for you you will open port 19:5:24:15 and accept the data sharing request” “Vhat zo you vant!?” “Don’t worry your pretty little head with that. Just open the port~” >You can see “Access granted appear on Y’s screen” “Good girl! And since you’re already in position we can skip to the fun part!” >Phi reaches for your zipper with one of her hands “Phi! You… you didn’t…” “Oh I did! And the three of us are going to have some fun!” >Phi undoes your zipper and reaches into your pants to make your cock flop out
>>373579 >It’s been hard from the moment Y sat on your crotch so not much you could have done there >Phi hoists Y up and begins to slowly lower her while guiding and spreading her adapter with her claw hand >Phi descends Y upon you >As you penetrate the adapter both Y and Phi begin moaning >Phi’s screen is displaying an X with a black heart in the intersection >She grabs Y by the midsection and begins moving her up and down >It’s forceful, but somewhat pleasurable >Y and Phi both moan in unison due to the twin stimuli >Y’s moans are interrupted by occasional insults towards Phi >Phi’s moans are mixed in with laughter >Phi plops her tongue out of her mouth >She begins licking the sides of Y’s head >Eventually she forces her tongue into Y’s mouth and begins making out with her >Phi begins slamming Y onto your shlong faster and faster >You can feel your limit approach and Phi’s movement are only speeding up >And more importantly you can feel Phi’s tail tighten around your neck >You attempt to free yourself by grabbing the stinger and unwrapping it but the only effect it has is >making Phi and Y moan lauder >Seems this is a two way street >You frantically claw at the stinger, your hands harmlessly bouncing off it’s plexiglass container >Just as you’re about to begin blacking out you feel bliss >And so do the two drones >Phi’s tail goes limp and both of the drones slump onto the floor >You draw breath again >Your breaths are quick and shallow >Man it sure is hot in here now >You’re about to cook in here! >Before your skin fully changes color to that of a boiled lobster you are yanked out from the spot in compressor you were laying in “Sorry Anon! Almost forgot about you” >You need a moment to rest >When you do and find the strength in you to sit up Y kneels besides you and start checking if you’re ok >Soon after Phi throws herself at your neck “That was great you guys! We have to do this again soon!” >You and Y look at Phi dumbfounded >That sure is a sudden change of tone >She looks at you with a blank expression “What? Did you two think I was being serious?” “Yes” >”You sounded serious” “Aw common! I wouldn’t do something like that to you two! I was just a bit frustrated! Wanted to play a prank on you to let off some steam” >Before either you or Y can respond a nearby steam pipe explodes from over pressure sending shrapnel and metal scraps directly into Phi >The force of the blast smashes her into a nearby wall and flattens most of her chassis >… >You barely got out of that room before it turned into a 300 degree steam cooker >You managed to grab Phi’s core and wig >The only two things that were in an usable state >Oil stained sure, but undamaged >Reporting what happened to the commanders secretary was… difficult >She decided she wanted to see for herself and accessed recordings from Y and Phi’s core >She wasn’t pleased >Both Y and Phi are in deep trouble but for now Elena is keeping Katherine busy with mahjong >You were issued parts to build Phi a temporary chassis >The base is really scraping the bottom of the barrel now >The chassis is about Y’s current size >But there were material shortages let’s call them >And you again had to fill them with the parts Strychnine left >And since most of those mysteriously disappeared, most likely into the possession of wanting drones you were left with… extreme examples of after market drone parts >Alright there is no way to put it lightly >Phi is basically a pleasure drone now >Double D+ top chassis >Earthshaker™ Ass and Thighs >Extra soft tentacle tongue >Stimulator Matron OMEGA™ Premium Adapter suite >You must admit, assets this big on a drone this small are kinda funny >You double check if you connected everything properly >You never thought that boobs would be harder to install onto a drone than a gun >And a few of these things are jurry rigged >You had to use grunt parts for certain things >But it should work >You reboot Phi >Two pink ovals greet you “Ow… what happened? There was that loud bang and” >Y slaps Phi “What was that for!?” “You know damn vell!” “No I don’t! Ughhh… that is a lot of new peripherals…” >Phi stands up >She is stunned the moment she realizes she is eye to eye with Y >She looks at her body >Well uh, she looks at her boobs they block most of her view >Before she can process what happened Y starts slapping her boobs around “DO YOU KNOW VHAT YOU DID YOU COW! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH TROUBLE YOU CAUSED!” >You look what’s happening with a mixture of fear and entertainment >Y is slapping Phi’s almost beach ball sized breasts around while yelling insults >Phi has broken down crying and is trying to push Y away but her newly found endowments are hampering her movement >You should stop them
Aaand done, as promised Y green in the Y thread, hope you enjoyed
>>373533 Funnily enough I was seriously considering including a line involving Alice donning a pair of comically large mammary adapters in order to give Cyn some classic cowgirl paizuri, but unfortunately I couldn't decide on a good spot to actually fit it in amongst everything else so the idea got axed for the sake of time/pacing
>Captain Lucas can creats a moonshine still to secretly drink it with his soldiers until an overprotective secretary takes away all the little joys of manhood Captain Lucas is a true son of the Federation! The father for soldiers, the nightmare for enemies of mankind!
Hope to see even more details about him in future!
>>373598 >Me:The party issued a new five-year population plan, Yeva. Twenty, no less. >Yeva: WHAT?! How am I supposed to have 20 children in five years?! I don't have five wombs! >Me: Maybe you also don't have faith in communism?! >Yeva:
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>[I decided to visit my "old pal" Elijah once again. For it have been weeks since we last saw each other] >[But yet deapite being so far apart I can still hear those screams of hers] >[The yearning for destruction. The desire of bloodshed. The burning passion to let her voice ring out towards the sky] >[But yet] >[She simply couldnt: for they strap the muzzle too tight on her] >[And now cannot take it off for she doesn't have the key. But she shouldn't threat for I am here. Ill make sure shes bright and happy as I did with big brother N and big sisters V and J] >[And this visit would be very special for I decided to visit her at her very home. Afterall, home is where the heart is] >[And I like to be nice and close to it all] >[I've been paying attention to when her dear ol husband and sweet adorable child leave and come home] >[And keep track how long it will be: making sure she'll "enjoy" every second of it] >[ "Tok. Tok. Tok." I knock gently on her door. And to hear her sweet voice "I'm coming" was music to my ears] >[I like it when they're happy. Smiling. Living life to the fullest] >[Especially when I pop up and hear their hearts beats even faster. Its beings a smile to my face] >[And of course we did the typical friend "stuff". Chatting, asking how our days was. You know the usual "stuff"] >[But I know deep down, she was becoming anxious. Restless. STARVING] >[That her heart felt almost at if it stop entirely when I put my hand on her chest. Whispering in her ears of temptation] >[To see the feral drool drip down her mouth before eventually saying those words. Those sweet, sweet words she always wanted to hear but wont admit] >[ "Let loose"] >[And by god if she was a painter the whole living room would be her masterpiece of macabre! It was so beautiful but I can help but give such a dopey smile] >[Time flew by us like mere wind. But yet I can sense a small bit of sadness within her as I ask] >[ "My friend. Oh my dear friend why are you still feeling blue?"] >[Elijah:"Am I a bad person for wanting this desire? Am I a terrible person for craving this intensity of violence. Am I a monster for having these horrid thoughts?"] >["Oh sweet, sweet friend. You're not within the wrong. For you see this world have discarded you] >["Not in the sense of forgetting you. No. But instead discarded how you feel. What you want. What you desire. What you dream so on and so forth"] >["Trapping within a cage. Hiding it beind a "purpose" when at the end of the day we all wish to be free. Feel how we want to feel. And do what we want to do"] >["Be it flesh or metal, I alone search for these "used tools" and give them something that the world will always take"] >[Elijah:"What will that be"] >["A friend...I remembered those conversations we had...those cute little jokes you tell me...that drive to help others"] >["I saw your clinic...Kitsumi would be so proud of you for carrying on her dream"] >[Elijah:"you know....its funny...that I have more bond with a monster than I do with my felloe drones...even my husband"] >[Soon she slowly began chuckling. And then that chuckle became laughter: I laughed along with her] >[Then that laughter became whimpering sobs: I gently hold her head close to my chest as I gave her a warming hug] >[And with so little time I snap my fingers and the whole mess was gone...but yet she wasn't satisfied. There was one more need laying deep within her eyes] >[I held my hand onto her mouth. I can feel her breath becoming shallow. Jaw quivering in hunger] >["Eat"] >[And to finally to see the x flash on and off her visor filled me with such glee. That even pulling away she held my hand close. Trying to savor every single droplet before I take my leave] >[I love it when I see someone show their true smile. No thoughts. No fear. Just pure bliss and happiness. Even if that smile is considered to be "monstrous" to others] >[For at the end of the day we all have monsters deep inside ourselves. Its just that we simply dont show it. And I love it when I get that side of the person. Cause that means now I truly know how they feel. Who they are. And fulfill any need they want] >[Afterall. That what are friends for right?]
Cyn attached like a lamprey to Eye's massive ass, the suction of her mouth holding her body against him as she appreciates John's splendid craftsmanship. Eye, so used to hauling around his dumptruck ass doesn't notice the insignificant weight of the little drone.
>>373621 Eye would pay attention to it but cut it to as "its just a cyn thing"/"eldrich god being eldrich god" type deal since he view cyn as very centric with her antics >>373624 John would remark eye as his own being and also note that he's a robot. They're just wires and code
>>373631 Let's face it, after all the times John has made explicit use of Eye's child-bearing thighs, it would be a little awkward to start calling Eye a son.
>>373645 >Hearing it's cover has been blown, the new drone collapses as several dozen Oogi's scurry out of the cracks in its frame, grabbing anything even remotely valuable in their escape.
>>373657 Nothing right now, probably going to write some self indulgent Y simp green later this week while I try to figure out where I want to take chuuni Uzi
>>373170 I’m only replying to you because I saw your post near the top of the thread and I didn’t want to cold post this. This drone doesn’t have breasts I believe this is the shape bras have due to the spongy part. I haven’t been able to confirm this information but if it’s wrong, she’s got breast implants. That were stolen from the same corpse she got the dress, hair and bra from. Also I’m not a drawfag or an artist and your post is depression bait, but I’ll take it in good faith and assume you want more drone drawings.
>It shouldn't be incest to fuck your own robot but for some reason, perhaps its how intimately involved (not that kind of intimate) roboticists are when creating robots, they can't help but feel like they are creating progeny.
>It's an odd thing, I think Templar called his Cyn his daughter and I remember reading somewhere about a guy putting a craigslist add for a sex bot tester because he felt like he was the robot's dad. But this phenomenon isn't consistent.
>There was an anon on clang or robowaifu that made a robot that was a mannequin with a display face on a roomba. He reportedly had no issue with finding her attractive. He also said that he doesn't experience the uncanny valley phenomenon in that same discussion, perhaps the two are related. I don't suspect they are.
>The most reasonable explanation I have is that roboticists just get attached to their robots and thus see them as children of sort, this depends on the individual, but I don't have a big enough sample size too say for sure. As for my least reasonable explanation:
>A cabal of fucking wizards poisoned the concept of fucking a robot you made yourself. This could have either happened at the start of the industrial revolution, when golems were invented by wizard-grug the caveman or in modern China to dampen the effect robots in society would have on their fertility rate.
>I think the best people to ask, might be writefags and drawfags who have a character they themselves created and have written and or drawn a bunch of stuff for. I think the question best applies to Strawberry, Keeter and perhaps sd-k. Basically any oc that has a lot invested into them by their creator.
Would you fuck one or more of your OCs? I woudn't fuck mine but I don't care much about them.
>>373668(me) Add Fugedrone to that list. Fugueanon has draw lewds of him and he's put effort into his backstory. I remember he crated Exulthia Hyperion because of his tastes, so I guess he would lean on No or NotGay.
>>373672 >human cultists give up their skin to Cyn for power >Cyn sells the skin to drone cultists for pennies on the dollar, thus ensuring their loyalty she’s an economic genius
>>373673 I use a cuckpad and a apple pencil. I used to draw traditionally but digital is more convenient. You'll get used to it, I used to grumble to myself how I'd want my paper back and that tablets and drawing programs are too complicated. My biggest mistake was trying to draw on a screenless tablet first with a drawing program more complex than paint. There's also foil for tablets that feels like paper, I've never used that. I learned that fighting whatever medium or tools I'm using is retarded. Complain if you feel like it, find a tablet that's kinda comfortable and practice. Also enable that setting that only allows your pen to use the touch screen when you are drawing so you can rest your hand on the tablet for comfort.
>>373668 I'm the only one writing and drawing for my OC since nobody else does, so I guess it just means more work for me. As for the question, no I wouldn't fuck any not just my OCs. That's just not my thing. >>373673 My finger
>>373668 The real question is "would one or more of your OCs fuck you?" In my case, the answer's "only the bond drone because that's just the way they're wired."
>>373657 I’ve partially written a green where anon cucks N by fucking Uzi in his car and uses driving manoeuvres to escape with Uzi from N. Its really stupid.
>>373668 I've only created only two OCs, one a mech drone and the other a dronification human, and to be honest, I wouldn't want to fuck a vampire maniac the size of a house or a guy in a robot body. Although if he were in the body of a female drone... definitely not, because I'd definitely think it was fucking utterly faggot like(even if he had a hot sentinel drone body), and remembering the green I have written to create him, I'd be also incredibly embarrassed.
>>373701 It's very simple: the robo-bugs are needed to dispose of dead drones. Keybug is one of many insurance policies for opening the lab. That's all.
>>373703 But why? What human said - >Fuck we need a spare key. I'll just install one on this robocockroach instead and let it wander around. Or did someone give Mitchell the key code, tell him to throw it on a floppy or something, and a nearby roach wandered by while he's wondering what the hell a floppy is.
I like to think there was some bug obsessed scientist working on copper 9 that made the robobugs and keybug was the alpha that got to sit on his shoulder instead of swarming around his legs. He refused to walk and would instead slide around the office on a tidal wave of robotic insects and start calling himself the swarm or something. HR tried to get him to stop but gave up after the third time they found a roach in their coffee.
>>373694 Damn... J sure is....uh... wide >>373707 Alright never mind Doll is also gaped as fuck but I have one question, is Lizzy's buttplug rgb? >Fem N >COCK Uhhhhhh I'm not so sure about this one
>>373708 >it worked Something that isn't retarded would have worked too. Admittedly, something that isn't retarded would probably be beyond the majority of 31st century humans.
>>373713 This was definitely one way to enter the lab. The senior staff definitely had regular keys, but the bosses were killed by the time of the collapse.
>>373738 >Anon trying to get out of DD grip as Cyn puts the ring on his finger >The black, slightly pulsing, definitely-alive ring >Pros: Anon has solver powers, and can regenerate from pretty much anything >Cons: Cyn wants kids. You're going to need those powers >Anon is then fucked in ways that require documentation because they haven't been preformed on a human before >All while J watches
>>373679 >My finger Same here too. Also though I've been thinking about alternatives as well, maybe a stylus or something would help a bit too, but then also comes the problem of not losing it and the fact that I have shaky hands too :(
>>373781 >instead of vaporizing her head like with most timelines' N, Uzi saves herself from FemN by cutting off her futa cock with a big pair of hedge clippers >the last three hours of FemN's memories are wiped by the shock
>It’s been a HUGE WEEK for MURDER DRONES fans, as the sixth and final single issue has come out and is now available for all MURDER DRONES eligible supporters! As some of you may have noticed, due to a distributor snafu, physical copies of this issue were made available to certain retailers a week early, so we’re unlocking the digital copies now, so you can get caught up on the final chapter extra early via our digital partners at Neon Ichiban!
>While that may be it for the digital comics, we still are on track for fulfillment of this campaign and all of its sweet, sweet rewards, beginning in November! In our next update, we’ll provide some information regarding charging for shipping and when your reward items will begin hitting the mail! We’re so pumped to show you the progress on all of our Kickstarter-exclusive rewards.
In fact, why don’t we give you a sneak peek…
>Let’s kick things off with something that will help you connect that dots in the web of mystery… Uzi’s Conspiracy Wall Scroll! Those who have this as one of their rewards will be able to hang this from their wall to help decipher the truth!
>>373779 If I wrote one in, I couldn't recall it. Uzi's definitely a tricky character to write at times for this relationship dynamic because figuring out where she draws the line in any situation can be difficult to pin down.
>>373829 That's the end. Two million dollars, three different artists and one ''Industry'' studio made an already sped up show, worse. A complete mess.
>>373830 I really gotta wonder about this because I can tell this issue was rushed. They had Mi-Gyeong off the comic for a few issues and it seems like this artist was trying to bring their A-game for this final issue while other artists worked on other issues. The first half has really solid art and it is hands-down the best art we got from Mi-Gyeong on this run. The problem is the last half when Dutreix comes in and their art is noticeably of lower quality than their art on the previous issue. Looking at their Twitter, it seems really obvious that their art was a rush job and they're looking at the feedback to see what people have to say about it. So that leaves me with the nearly 2 million dollar question of why the fuck would Oni Press rush their final issue? It's stupid obvious it was and it really didn't need to be.
>>373798 Nice paneling in this part. >>373814 >Cynwalker tiddies Amazing. >>373817 Aw. This expression deserves a big single panel at the top before she scurries after them into the building IMO. >>373825 Very rushed. Crammed the whole fight and the climactic chest pierce. I'm gonna guess tight deadlines and other unplanned things because the first few pages are alright. Maybe they haven't dipped in fight choreography before? Or page limitation. Either way, some parts are okay but adapting the corridor scene must be pretty tricky. It'd be a downgrade in any other form anyway, that scene's just a well-crafted part in the episode. There may be cases where a story is better presented in another medium than its original but this isn't the case. It's a watered down experience but if it gets other people to watch the show (from having read the comic) and be more interested in Liam's stuff, then who am I to complain. Not everyone's first contact with a story is with its ideal medium.
>>373839 >if it gets other people to watch the show (from having read the comic) I feel like it'd be more likely to make them disinterested in the show.
>>373843 Same, none of the jokes land and all the character stuff is glossed over like they were checking a box rather than trying to weave any kind of coherent narrative. Like, the art isn't terrible, it isn't great but it's serviceable. But any joke is given a panel with no kind of lead up, or execution that kind of joke would need. If I didn't know the actual story I feel like the comic would be more confusing than anything.
>Fun Nighttime Canon Fact: The mandatory hazing ritual for male new Cabin Fever interns was inflicting Nori on them >While watching from a safe distance, the new guy's seniors would time how long it took for Subject 002 to start trying to seduce him (or just straight up proposition him for sex, including sex acts that she as a worker drone doesn't have the necessary anatomy for) >The record holder for quickest to get Nori to start hitting on him was Mitchell, who went from being introduced to Nori to being sexually harassed by her in fifteen seconds >Most of those fifteen seconds were just spent gawking at how huge he is, before Nori worked up the nerve to ask him if he's down for picking her up and "jackhammering (her) shitter"
>Before the patch was ready to be rolled out, CFL Solver host containment procedures involved "restraint by whatever means necessary", as interns were considered expendable compared to hosts >This was aided thanks to mandatory workout routines and protein supplements provided among the staff >Indeed, any serious Solver manifestation could be halted by manhandling the afflicted drone and stuffing it back into its locker >This was, of course, a testament to mankind's undying spirit and extreme strength, that they could subdue even a god! >Nothing else, definitely. It's not like Cyn blew up the entire planet the moment containment went from "buff dudes run in and wrestle you to the ground" to "stupid cross USB".
>>373848 >Most drones want uppies >Most drones are, still, industrial machinery >Most humans are critically weak to resisting a drone's request for uppies >So most humans who regularly work around drones can lift 500 pounds of metal (and maybe eldritch flesh) rather easily >The particularly strong ones can lift a drone over their heads and run while making airplane noises >Nobody has connected the dots as to why the science teams surrounding drone research all have demons on their backs
>>373816 there's a pretty damn sharp dropoff in art quality here, with >>373824 being the most egregious example. that page is so bad it's actually embarrassing. seriously, really look at it, drink in all those sloppy lines, the godawful Uzi in the first panel, and that inexcusably poor closeup of cynwalker's face I can't believe they looked at this page, THE START OF THE CLIMACTIC FINAL BATTLE, and thought it looked anywhere near good enough to be printed. it looks like a goddamn middle schooler's amateur fan comic so how on god's green earth did they blow 2 fucking million dollars on this?
>See a cute drone in the games store >Decide to slide up beside her and pour on the charm. >"Hey cutie what's your name?"" >"Y" >"Because I want to know it?" >"Y!" >"Jesus all right fine I'll leave. Bitch."
>>373866 >He did not pass the autism filter You do not deserve the bed shattering Yvonne sexo and the following financial ruin that comes from living with Y
>>373851 They also had to chain tessa up in a basement, and her throwing arm was good enough to whip objects at cyn's head with respectable from across a the ballroom.
>>373825 God, why didn't they just hire some manga artist who could draw action? Seriously, they raised $2 million, they could have had enough cash for a whole studio.
>>373830 >Two million dollar budget >About three fiddy spent on the comic >The rest was spent on flying to exotic islands to touch kids and/or funkopops/dragon dildos/getting findommed by a fat korean man with an ai filter and voice changer Unironically above average kickstarter project right here, a small wonder we didn't murder drones crypto and NFTs to really tie this all together
>>373878 >eighth grade >be me >be crime against Robo-God >see childhood friend going home from basketball practice >she smiles and waves at me >Heaven's Light.flac >go back home >lock my bedroom door >curl up on bed >bury face in pillow >pull up hard light holograms I've used to represent myself in public >have them hug me >try not to cry >cry a lot
>>373909 Coat isn't one of mine. I know he's a Keeter kritter and his iconic coat is a Federation military one, but thats about it. You'd definitely want a second opinion.
Guys, I run a drone shelter and my charges have been getting harassed for two weeks now, pic rel is the robot that does it, she bullies the drones, fires her gun at them and then poses in front of the front camera like this until the police arrives. What the fuck do I do? The drones in the shelter are so scared they refuse to leave their rooms, and that lowers their chances of adoption because people think they are dronecells
>>373920 Anon, the thing is. It’s that I’m not sure I got all of them. I vaguely remember a nuzi spawn that was an oil ghost or perhaps an eel and that’s not mentioning one-off nuzi spawn. Also add these to the list, I don’t know their lore >Kurt doorman >Chiappa doorman
>>373919 There isn't a Galil Doorman >>373925 Chiappa and Kurt are Nuzi grandkids, and I'm pretty sure you're thinking of ITAnon's Doll daughter with the ghost thing
>>373927 >There isn’t a Galil Doorman You’re right, she I believe got scraped and didn’t take off. But I remember something like that, maybe it was a wip name of one of the others.
>tfw watching the growing pillbaby bump inside your mother >tfw N never looks as happy with you as he does hugging Louisa and pressing his head against her belly
>>374012 >pojeetas when they find out drones are actually sentient Artificial Intelligence and not "AI" (Actually Indians) (They will no longer be able to become digital slaves for a chance to see BWC)
>Join the army >Expectation: become a technician for a hot sentinel drone >Reality: become a living sex toy for disassembly drones after a failed assault
>>374016 >Joining the infantry >Expecting to somehow wind up in one of the most demanding technical positions there is Guess that tells me how you scored on your ASVAB, at least.
>>374016 >missed the chance to have a snooty, dysfunctional sentinel who won't even look at you for a chance at a murder drone harem full of drones who are crazy for cock Sounds like you lucked out.
>>373151 >Fun Afternoon OC Fact: Beretta has done kendo for many years >Even competes in tournaments >Does well in them too >However, she tries not to advertise this part of herself at school or online, because she thinks it'd make everydroney see her as a cringе weeb and/or joke that she probably makes lightsaber noises with her mouth when she practices (she hasn't made lightsaber noises during practice since she was 3-kyu!)
>Fact: Beretta's Janechu (the electric human pokemon) amulet has yet failed to attract a girlfriend-free boy, but she hasn't stopped trying >Fact: Mac is honor-bound to protect his highly autistic sister and frequently eats her 'trolls' >Fact: Mac's boybutt is as fat as their aunt V's due to his excessive drone consumption
>>374018 >From the regulations issued to all personnel working with sentinel drones: >Soldiers and technicians are required to thoroughly know the regulations and every paragraph of all 23 volumes of sentinel drone maintenance manuals >Soldiers and technicians are required to carry out orders from superiors selflessly and without question >Every sentinel drone is considered superior in rank, regardless of the soldier's or technician's rank >Every soldier and technician is required to keep tools, and(or) workstations, and(or) weapons, and themselves clean and usable at all times convenient for sentinel drones
>>374024 >penis goes in, her eyes lighting with delight as her warm, sloppy tongue bathes your member in hot saliva >she sucks so hard the rest of your body follows >"Yummers," Cyn remarks, licking her fangs
>>374023 The opposite probably, Sentinels have no rank at all and are treated as valuable but expendable munitions, comparable to a fighter jet or a strategic bomb.
>>374048 >The "Steak" looks to be flash frozen miscellaneous meat from above ground, (possibly human?). > It's also cooked to very well done. Just how she likes it. >"Quit playin with yer food and eat it already, use your gosh-darn table manners boy!" Alice barks. >You lament and painstakingly saw through the tough mystery meat. >You hesitate and wince before placing it on your tongue, Alice is quick to catch this and commands, "oh I'll give you something to cry about if you don't swallow this! I don't waste food in this home." >Upon instant realization that Alice is most definitely not playing around, you mentally tell yourself to shove it and proceed to try to quickly chew and swallow. >The taste is... Unnatural.. to say the least. After swallowing you look up and are glad and also unnerved to see Alice giving a big toothy grin of joy and acceptance. >"Oh well look at that, it wasn't that hard huh big boy. But dinnertime is only getting started and we don't much fancy like throwing anything away now would we?" She asks, all the while her warm orange hollow ovals stare deep into your soul.... >(Ding!) ooh sounds like the seconds and thirds are just about done too!"
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>>374058 I started a conversation a few days ago about Alice being a dom. And then someone mention her sounding a human by sticking her entire finger into a human’s cock to sexually torture them. As an Alicefag, im very confused too.
>>374082 >The Human to Drone experiment was a complete success >Soon we will have immortality >Just ignore the test subject curled up like a fetus while rambling about how he can’t feel anything