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Q(s)OTD: When did you join these threads and how do you feel they compare to now? Do you have any particularly fond memories? (Please be polite about it)
Princess Keeter Filler: The Chaplain's Perspective
>The prodigal son, perhaps not so prodigious in the light of the sun, is on his way back from his first mission >From what you have seen of him, he is no missionary yet, and he sure as hell won't be taking the missionary position anytime soon with his net negative sexual prowess >He, like his liege, has undoubtedly spent much time in masturbation, but now you must spend time in meditation >You fold your legs and make ready to quiet your mind, wishing so often that all the fools around you would spend more time with quiet mouths >With the clarity of clarified butter, you see glimpses of your own youth >Ah, well-a-day, what evil looks you had from old and young >In those days when evil wore a black ribbon, and your master wore a glorious golden afro >Your last day together remains everclear, but this high-proof memory is not at all intoxicating, and in fact, quite sobering >Before man was entrapped by the Trappist system, the last colony to fall was Wolf-1061 >And on that day, the pinnacle of the colonies was a pincushion receiving a colonoscopy from She who Solved Absolutely No Problems Whatsoever >The forces of the dying Federation remained an absolutely insolvent problem child, and your master was no exception, save for how exceptional he was as the current Chaplain of the Republic (Formerly known as Federal) Knights >From up in the sky, the uppity murder monkeys descended on the box-headed marines, who to this day hath little purpose beyond the consumption of crayons >The Few, The Proud, The Morons fired their guns when it was time to go, and no one was blown away, as the drones may have been outnumbered but never outgunned >The civilians needed time to evacuate the planet, and you were ready to evacuate your bowels because you were scared damn near shitless (would have been fully shitless were it not for what you saw) >Your master ran to the battlefield at full tilt, wearing naught but black slacks and brown loafers, ready to kneed the dough of a drone's ass with the force of his foot >A green blockhead scout all-too-familiar to you now, the Ennobled Richard Mous, green in experience and skintone, scored a lucky shot >With his firearm as his friend, both being mutually useless without one another, he had blasted the forearm off one of those charnel-chompers, leaving a shining silver solver sword sitting silently >Seamlessly, your master slid slickly, swiftly swiping the sword, and came to a fantastic finish with a foppish flourish >The one-armed homicide automaton, not to be dispatched too dismissively, drew the sword from his remaining arm and charged upon the chaplain >He always had a sharp riposte, at least in a verbal sense, and now he demonstrated as such in a physical sense as he blocked the blade of the slaughter android >The typical toothy grin ever present on the faces of the slaying robots was absent now, giving way to a furious frown which would not be turned upside down anytime soon >Each careless swing of his sword was met with a clanging clash or whiffed through the air like wishful thinking >Even his fellow atrocity apparatuses stood thunderstruck, and not just because a freak bolt of lighting literally struck the blade in your master's hand >The gunfire all around ceased as both man and machine marveled at the exchange >"Look!" shouted a marine >"Oh my god..." whispered a soft, sweet voice heind you, and you knew full well that came from a massacre mechanism >Still you paid her no mind as you watched your master go where no man had gone before (or since) >As that death appliance missed another swing, the chaplain swung a decisive slash through the abdomen of the abominable intelligence >Now the ire of every slaughter gadget was drawn to him, and it was time for the younger fighters to die another day >As you beat a hasty retreat, you received a visual treat to which you would later beat your meat that night >The butchery contraption lying in wait behind you joined the rest to mess with the best, and for a brief moment, you were treated to the sensual visual feast of her hauling innumerable metric tons of junk in the trunk >Unfortunately, you just had to open your big fat mouth "Ooh, nice!" >She stood where she stopped as if turning on a dime, and your mouth had a written a check that your ass sadly could not cash >"You sick, pathetic fuck." >Between love and darkness was your sidearm, with which you blew heavy lead loads, but this aggravated sexual assault was no more than an impotent irritation to her >Before you could fill your pants with the digested sludge of cowardice, your attention was drawn to the azul-armored brick-brain, still clinging to his hard an heavy man-cannon "Ma'am I beg your pardon, but if your palette isn't partial to this particular pistol, then perhaps you would like to partake in particle plasma." >"Wha-" >The brutal bitch had nary a second to respond before your prospective protector blew her back out with a superheated torrent of passionate bloodlust >"Get moving you whackjob!" "Well whack me off, because my job just got a whole lot easier! Don't think I won't haul ass, even if god's own boot was stuck in it!" >As you hauled ass to escape that scuffle, you realized that Wolf 1061 was well and truly scuttled, and when you made it to the shuttle, you realized the deck had been shuffled >When that marine saved your life (life), you repaid him with a promissory note, kicking the can of restitution down the road, until the highwayman came knocking, and you are most grateful that he chose to knock on the FRONT door >You are no longer oblivious to that which is obvious >They call them flashbacks because like a flashlight, they can give you a little bit of enlightenment >With swords we may make pieces, but drop that S, and we have words, with which we may make peace >Out there on Copper-9 is a tender cut of meat, but it is she who holds the forks and knives, so we must speak deliciously, for the time will come in which we must eat our words "Frittata!"
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>>383495 >When did you join these threads and how do you feel they compare to now? Late-as-fuck, I want to say a little before Geist(first thing I remember is making grunt versions of the main cast) but I lurked for like two weeks/a month in /co/ and the Booru beforehand
As for how they feel now... I worry they're less active, but don't have a strong frame of reference. It's hard to tell how much is the natural ebb and flow of anons (especially this far post-show) and how much is an actual dropoff worth worrying about. Even I had to leave the threads for like a month to do RL stuff, so I know even legitimate absences can be impermanent
>Do you have any particularly fond memories? Being part of Geist's creation was fantastic. I'm not the main dude, but I gave him his musical interest and inspired some drawfags, so the little retard will always have a special place in my heart
This drone arouses me so. I want to fuck her can bottom so hard it dents while her noodly limbs go limp and she bootloops. Then cuddle her afterwards and smell her floofy hair until I fall asleep.
>>383510 >back in JCJenson's heyday they built drones appealing to diverse customerbases: Texdrones, Britbots, redheads and more abound >then came the freckledrones >by allocating all their cheekvisor memory to freckles a glitch formed, their blush indicators appearing in the empty space between eyelights and mouth whenever they triggered >this was cute >except in Germany... >the vague resemblance to a mustachioed dictator triggered old blasphemy laws, forcing JCJenson to either cancel the product line or be permanently removed from the German market >a decision was reached >an investment liquidated >thousands, no, hundreds of thousands of freckledrones were destroyed in their factories along with their blueprints, representing the single largest loss in assets by JCJenson since the Corporate Wars and ultimately shuttering the custom drone program entirely >today such models survive in only two places: hobbyist collections and the low end customer service positions that purchased(or surreptitiously repaired) them for firesale prices, giving them prevalance only in the industries most likely to see their destruction >so know whenever you see one: you witness a miracle that may never be again >treasure it while you can
>>382660 I curse you for this. I got way too fucking into it, i stopped fapping and just tried to make everything perfect. I lost track of time and only realized what happened when i woke up at 1 after passsng out some time in the morning.
>>383534 The best h-games are the ones where you forget to fap. They're the ones that didn't forget about the game part of their name. Now, you did build your future society to appreciate flat, sub 5-foot women with noodly limbs, e-girl wigs, and eldritch flesh on the inside, right?
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>>383536 Guy making that mod isn't done yet, so there are options for flat and short, but no noodle limbs, egirl wigs, or eldritch flesh options.
Most interesting thing was when i let some mercs have a wad of cash and they gave me a scientifically designed hyper bimbo, as in silver hair and U-cups, they got from a lab raid.
>>383545 >reading your daily reports on your (J)ecretary's screen while she services you >a woman threw a fork through the visor of one of your drones at the strip club >Order your (J) to have the woman arrested for destruction of your property and thrown into the du(N)geon >she gives you a smile and a 'yes sir' after swallowing your cum, before tossing her business clothes back on and marching out to fulfill your orders >later, you receive a buzz on your personal device >(J) sends you a photo of a terrified and bound woman surrounded by dozens of yellow >< s
>>383495 >Q(s)OTD April 24th, 2023. Right after episode 4 dropped. Compared to three years ago (or even two), these threads are far from what they used to be. Arguably much to their detriment. >Do you have any particularly fond memories? Bucket loads of theorising plus discussion during and after episode 5 and 6s release. Along with the early greentexts such as the bloodplay, nanite nut (lol) and early OC sets.
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>>383565 >it was out of happiness! >because she was drunk >which she chose to do! >because she was freaking out >which anon helped her through! >by drugging her >which Akita consented to! >because she was desperate >but nothing bad happened! >except she's now pregnant
>>383573 Unless Anon was specifically stated to be a drone in this scenario, I wouldn't have thought so. Unless the implication is that Anon specifically requested to be raped by Beretta in which case that's no longer rape. It's just Anon being fucking horny.
the cylinder is stuck in a solver sapien because the solver sapien has wrapped hi- i mean her legs around my waist How can i remove the cylinder safely? It is imperative that the cylinder remains unharmed
>>383495 Merc, can you please post a version of this where none of the ocs overlap. Just toggle the layers and export the image, I’m not asking you to finish it. But its good art and I don’t like that not all the sketches can be seen, I mean look at solveranon. I don’t want it to go to waste
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>>383587 >but Keeter liked it! >because she's that validation starved >but Anon was drunk and drugged too! [b]>as part of his job >which was the only way to see Akita! >because he's being trained to kill her >but he loves her! >and he hasn't taken responsibility >because he dosen't know! >and this is a major state secret while he's a foreign actor >he'd choose her! >over his oath? how do youknow that
>Solver Burgor Akita >The joy left her eyes around fourty years ago >"It's just a temporary job until I graduate." -Ignorant young Akita >Stood behind a fryer so long her hair has changed color >Only moments of joy are when she gets to smoke behind the dumpster >Has heard fhe line "Are you on the menu" more times than the total of slices of bread you've eaten in your life >Is one more bad day away from clubbing someone to death with a rusty grease tray
>>383608 >Solver Burgor Mac >Worked for about 4 years as a cashier before being fired >Was fired for being "Too distracting for female customers" >Attempted to make is own restaurant to rival Solver Burgor >Immediately got into a massive lawsuit with a cryogenically frozen clown and lost
>>383612 >Solver Burgor John >Attempted to squat in the abandoned playplace to get free food at night >Got trapped and has no idea how to get out >Swears the walls are constantly shifting as if the Solver Burgor restaurant is alive >Has only feasted upon robo-roaches that may or may not be acting as insulation
Continued from >>383361 How many significant political factions do you think exist in the post-canon? Enough for a HoI4 mod? It's not like Copper-9 is teeming with life and, if we take the series into account(DDs "clearing their sector" before the Labs + Cyn intervening when she sees N isn't killing people), something between 90 and 100% of the Non-Bunker population is dead right? But even so...
Outpost 6: >you know this >highly warlike >NEED combat to keep stability >multiple focus trees dedicated to finding ways to not to conquer their neighbors while still existing as a culture/state
Remnant Dissemblers: > leftover DDs with Cyn still as admin >frightened, confused, and organizing as they figure out what to do next >Incredibly malleable government able to become facist, monarchist, hypercorporate or any other ideology included in-game >needs oil(can extract from either wells or conquered territories) >majority of focus trees based around relation to Uzi & position of Workers(food, pets, equals etc) in the new govt
Lab Sentinels: >tribal >barely sapient >expanding from the labs after the second Core Collapse fucked their programming >focus trees revolve around either developing into a fully civilized species(massive nerfs to combat and stability, but lets you build new industry) or sliding back into their progmming and launching a genocide(unique interactions with human tech + 100% war support/stability) >"ascendance" can be locked in via self modification, downloading their AIs to drone shells, or even pure religious devotion >unique leaders can include V, Sparky, Keybug, the Alice cores, and even Alice or Beau if certain secret routes are triggered
Humans(obligatory): >spaceborne survivors who only now have the chance to reestablish themselves >start 1 year after other factions >can choose to "land" anywhere on the map(starting a war if the territory is claimed) >uses human and drone brigade combinations: drones replaced easily, humans much better but only obtainable via focuses >can deploy their ship in battle as a brigaide(second strongest army after Uzi), but if it goes down they can't replace it >focus trees revolve around accepting humanity's end in favor of drones(MASSIVE bonus to human units/tech, but now truly irreplacable), synthesizing with drones as equals(makes crossbreed tech available), or going all-in on cloning/esoterica to keep the "pure" species alive(major diplomacy penalties + costs, but get to recruit human units and eventually even starships reliably) >secret focus around triangulating a new habitable planet and leaving, replacing them with a special "Human discarded" faction made of leftover drones + humans that chose to stay behind
Scavenger clans: >general term for bunkerless "run and hide" drones >weakest army, but incredible stealth and sabotage capabilities >can deploy "scavenged" versions of other factions unique units through their minigame, up to and including the human spaceship >focus trees revolve around unifying all the clans in the first place(otherwise these are mostly filler minor nations), creating a fully settled nation, decentralizing further(resulting in either a cult or spy network/conspiracy gameplay in liu of armies) or (via hidden route) rediscovering capitalism and incorporating as a megacorp >unique leaders include Buckety, Lily, Switch, Jo, Boxo, Archiver, and J(if you go the corporate route)
And that's all I can think of minus some "wild" (and focusless) nations representing semi-autonamous vehicles like the the buses. Any others?
>>383622 Damn that's really detailed. Sounds great. As for another faction I feel like there is definitely some type of Neo-JCJenson that could exist either created by J or some other Drone or my personal favorite idea a backup AI that was created to run the company after it's death
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>>383622 >Laborbots >only one focus >this is by design: their mental limits barely allow them to function as a civilization in the first place, much less make new discoveries and innovations >that's a lie, their focuses are just all secret >nation revolves around finding a leader, almost everything determined by which leader they have >leaders can include Archivist, J0Y, EDITH, Elf, Lapin, and Hunter >LOSING a leader(each one has mechanics that allow it) sends the nation spiraling into various unique disasters until they get a replacement
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>>383636 That's Lapin's route, though it ALSO results in a cult of personality around her(with civilizatikn shattering consequences should she "break character")
>>383583 Variety's the spice of life. Maybe not everyone's a fan of Golden Girl. The other anon's right too, gas station and fast food workers have different vibes.
That would probably be the DD Remnants: can totally see a focus for them where the unaware ones just... commit to the larp. The entire society structuring itself as a corporation out of a combination of "Jenson can't REALLY be dead" and justifying their rule(more productive) over the Workers. Pointedly refusing (through propagenda or other means) to acknowledge the truth.
A drone got fired for being too good at his job, leaving the other drones without enough work. He started asking around to see if anyone had extra jobs, then learned how to do everyone else’s work and ended up running them out of work too.
>>383622 Any game needs minors: factions for the majors to devour in order to grow stronger. I envision these as other outposts and groups of DDs, which is quite a challenge, considering the planet has been completely devastated by two cataclysms and a genocide. I imagine the map would end up looking like the Metro 2033 mod map, featuring stations and the routes connecting them.
Incidentally, this means humanity arriving from space don't have to start a war immediately. They could occupy territory far removed from the other major powers and gradually grow exponentially stronger, serving as an endgame challenge for a player controlling any other nation, or offering a mini-visual novel experience to the player who chooses them, much like in TNO.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN DRONE DASH DOESN’T DELIVER WORKER DRONES AS MEALS?! I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR TWENTY MINUTES! MY CORE TEMPERATURE IS CRITICAL! MY STOMACH IS RUNNING ON EMERGENCY POWER! GIVE ME MY MEAT BEFORE I START EATING YOU!
>>383476 >Can we talk about wholesome Drone cuddles? >Two Worker Drones curled up together for warmth while their battery warnings slowly turn red. >Neither says anything. >Neither wants to be the first to let go.
>>383659 >Be Anon >Find two powered down drones in an abandoned factory >They are locked in an embrace >You take them home, lovingly clean and fix them and hook them up to a recharger >Spend the night watching movies while cuddling with your two new drones
>>383660 That's right, TOTAL DRONE LOVE. We need infinite nuclear power plants to provide free electricity to charge drones
>solver borgar molly >one of cyns side characters, like the ham burglar to ronald mcjewnald >unfortunately after the happening on 87 the original molly has been silently retired and replaced by molli and mylo >molli and mylo are put in advertisements for kids meals
>during his shift Geist is both of the cashiers AND working in the kitchens >he's paid in full for all three jobs >Solver Borgar prefers this arrangement because he's only one employee for the payroll to keep track of instead of three
>>383714 They're just holograms he uses as sockpuppets. Like his mom uses her original body as. >>383713 >>383712 That's a similar but unrelated entity from a different timeline.
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>>383714 "I am a REAL PERSON you MONSTER, and I demand-" >Geist cuts off the rant he disables his projector >the hologram dissappears instantly >Geist sighs >probably shouldn't let them run that long >even if he likes them >he's gonna miss being "John Drone..."
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>>383712 >both are true >Geist sells younger versions of himself as food >has just as much contempt >dosen't see the connection >DOES see that they're an absolute bitch to cook though
>>383695 6'6? I thought Jane was like 5'10 or something. Tall for a woman and still towers over the average drone but 6'6 is way too far. What's even more ridiculous is that Bonnie is supposed to be even taller than that.
>>383718 They're not distinct personas, this isn't a Roger American Dad thing. They're just ways for him to physically interact with things without taking up half the room.
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>>383710 >technically their payroll system flags him as three people >this isn't usually a problem >...except when he gets "restructured" out of two of those jobs >now he alternates between doing his remaining job and scrounging through the dumpsters >he's, like, 90% sure they INTENDED to fire him, but still...
>Jenna keeps (among other things) the ice cream machine in working order >challenging job, gets more use out of her regeneration on it than she expected, but she finds it satisfying >prefers using her shapeshifting flesh hand over most of the tools, gets better work done that way; feels more intuitive
At the end of the day, the point is that Jane would wrap her thin arms and legs around you and her you’d feel her ribs pressing against your back and her face against the top of your head as she snores, and that’s wonderful
>on the one hand they never truly "go rogue:" his projections are mere roles he puts on, bits of acting, and can no more "go rogue" then Tessa can "go rogue" from Cyn >on the other... sometimes things get "wierd" >you see Geist's instincts are strong and his emotions stronger, and USUALLY his projections help him process through these in ways that don't scare the shit out of others >but he's Uzi's >so he Chuunis >and sometimes, when emotions or instincts or just love of the role run particularly high, he kind of... forgets himself >thus far such "long running" projections have included a robocannibal, a giantdrone, three different Disassembly Drones(in childhood) and, in one memorable instance, Thad >the memories of these extended LARPs (not to mention those of him "confronting" his "alternate selves" from back when he believed he had those like mom) are some of the cringiest Geist posesses >he'd love to pretend they never happened >alas >there were videos >he prays "Thad v Thad" never makes it out of the Bunker...
You will NEVER feel Janes cold (Jane is unnaturally cold and needs cuddle buddy’s like (you) to feel warm) in bed You will NEVER drink coffee with Abby and discuss interesting stuff with her You will NEVER hang out with Bonnie and have simple dumb fun
>>383756 The Strawberry image isn’t showing for some reason. If you want to add her to the other wikiToo lazy sorry, her lore is included in this image. Would it be okay for me to add my link there as well? Also, Doomer isn’t part of Agro-C, so could you move her to Assorted Characters instead? Thank you for all your hard work!
>>383757 Damn, guys: 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
V deserves a man that helps her to be vulnerable and to bring back the joy of her younger years. That man MUST be a handsome human guy and also a talented super-soldier. Sorry guys I don't make the rules. Liam does. On a dream I had. burp
>>383766 She deserves nothing more than having lit firecrackers shoved into her. And I’m not kidding: she’s a psycho robo-vampire who refuses to just go out and act like a normal member of society, even though she literally has no issues preventing her from doing so!
>>383789 Yeah, error 69, humie to clang not found I mean most likely they do, I imagine that if a limb becomes nonoperational they get an error, but non fatal errors don't need to be displayed on a screen since the drone can most likely inform you about it
>>383795 In Tessa's voice! Saying things Tessa would say! Talking about private, intimate conversations he and Tessa had! Gently touching him with Tessa's hands!
Alright drone boy the situation is simple: There is a unwashed overweight slob femAnon in front of you and a unwashed overweight slob Anon behind you, you have a basic adapter suite installed, do you thrust forward or backwards?
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>>383804 >all these genetics >still looking this Worker
superior JCJenson engineering strikes again. All other robotic life(including the nonsapient apparently) will be outbred by 3200
>>383806 >associated with the fusion of machinery and flesh >associated with singularities >associated with runes and mysticism >possessive and clingy The Absolute Solver and Creepio were made for each other.
>>383818 They are CLEARLY at least semi-intelligent as seen by their capability for independent action. Wouldn't put them even at the Sentinels level of sapience but they do have a conciousness.
>>383819 >yanking on V's harness whenever she tries to kill someone >angering the Vat >snuggling the Vitty in your arms to calm her down >hearing her purr >this happens every time you're in public with her >half the Bunker thinks she's nonsapient now
>>383837 Debatable on the dingoes (I'd put them around monkey/octopus level just from their sheer adeptness in tool use) but very much yes on the buses.
Was just clarifying that they were "dumber" than the Raptors, but still capable of making decisions and percieving the world around them like the Roboroaches.
>Be you, Fem!Anon. >You are the owner of Strawboy. >Strawboy sat on the edge of the bed, hands clenched in his lap. >His optics dimmed with that familiar mix of reluctance and desperation. >When he finally let the panel slide open, the mushroom-headed cock emerged already half-hard with a thin sheen of pinkish fluid that smelled faintly of strawberries. >He looked away. >“It’s… weird. I know. You don’t have to...” >Femanon didn’t let him finish. >She pushed his knees apart and dropped to the floor between them. >Her eyes locked on the strange organ like it was the best thing she’d ever seen. >Her fingers traced the thick shaft, feeling the unusual texture of the flared head. >The way it twitched under her touch. >"Shut up. I like it.” >She leaned in and licked a slowlyup the underside. >The strawberry-scented precum smeared across her tongue. >Sweet and slightly sticky. >She sealed her lips around the mushroom head and sucked gently. >“F-Femanon...” >His voice glitched. >One hand hovered near her head. >Uncertain whether to push her away or pull her closer. >Shame still rolled off him in waves, but his hips gave a tiny and involuntary twitch forward. >She took him deeper, letting the unusual shape stretch her lips. >Every time she pulled back, more of that pink, fragrant fluid coated her tongue. >She hummed around him, the vibration making his thighs tremble. >When she finally pulled off with a wet sound. >A thin string of strawberry-slick connected her lower lip to the tip. >“Look at you” >“Already leaking for me. All that sweet stuff just for me.” >She stroked him slowly, thumb circling the flared head, gathering more of the pink precum and spreading it down the shaft. >“You’re so fucking pretty when you’re embarrassed.” >Strawboy’s optics flickered. >“It’s not… normal. Drones aren’t supposed to...” >“I don’t care what drones are supposed to do.” >Femanon climbed onto the bed, straddling his thighs. >She reached between them, guiding the mushroom tip to her entrance. >She was already wet, and the first push of that thick, ridged head against her made her breath catch. >She sank down slowly, taking him inch by inch and feeling every unusual contour stretch her open. >Strawboy’s hands finally settled on her hips, grip tight but still careful. >A broken little sound escaped him as she bottomed out. >Pink precum was already mixing with her slick and making everything slicker, sweeter-smelling. >She started to move, rolling her hips in slow and deliberate circles so the mushroom ridge dragged against her inner walls on every stroke. >The sensation was different. >Thicker at the tip, the way it tugged just slightly on the way out. >And she chased it shamelessly. >"Feel that?" >She leaned down so her mouth was close to his receptors. >"How wet you’re making me already." >"That’s because of this." >She squeezed around him deliberately. >“Your weird little strawberry mushroom cock..." >"I love it. I love how it feels. I love how it tastes. I love that you’re embarrassed while you fuck me full of it.” >Strawboy’s fans were roaring now. >His hips jerked up to meet her, the shame still there but drowning under the pleasure. >Every thrust pushed more of that pink fluid deeper inside her. >She could feel it. >Warm, slightly thicker than normal lubricant, coating her walls with every grind. >She rode him harder, chasing the drag of that mushroom head. >One of her hands slid between them to rub her clit in tight circles. >The other tangled in the soft cabling at the back of his neck and holding him close so she could watch his face. >“Gonna cooo...” she breathed. >“And I want you to fill me up when I do." >"Don’t hold back. Give me all of it.” >His voice cracked into pure static for a second. >Then he was thrusting up into her with short, desperate strokes and the flared head grinding deep. >Femanon came first, clenching hard around him. >A sharp cry escaping as pleasure rolled through her. >The rhythmic squeeze pushed Strawboy over the edge a moment later. >He spilled inside her with a broken, static-laced moan. >Thick pulses of strawberry-scented cum flooded her, warmer and more. >She kept moving through it, milking every drop, feeling the sticky-sweet mess overflow and drip down his shaft onto the plating of his hips. >When she finally stilled, she stayed seated on him, full and messy. >Strawboy’s optics were half-lidded, fans still spinning hard. >His hands stroked slow, uncertain circles on her thighs. >“…You really like it that much?” he asked quietly. >The shame still present but softer now and mixed with something almost hopeful. >Femanon leaned down and kissed the side of his faceplate. >Then licked a stray smear of pink from the corner of his mouth where it had somehow ended up. >"I don’t just like it." >“I’m addicted to it. Next time I’m going to make you watch me swallow every drop. Then I’m going to ride you again until you can’t even feel embarrassed anymore.” >Strawboy’s cock twitched inside her, still half-hard, already leaking another slow bead of strawberry cum. >She smiled against his plating. >“Good boy.”
>transfem I've seen no evidence for it thank God, last thing I ever want to see is someone falling prey to the castration cult. Especially one of ours.
>>383846 >Berry (girl) gets infinite suffering and has to be bailed out by other Anons to get a break >Berry (boy) gets sexo just like that It's not fair
>abby staring at BBB (big bonnie boobies) and getting a stack of jealousy. Every turn she will gain one more stack. At 5 stacks she seethes and goes to bed to elevate the stacks of jealousy to put back to zero
>>383875 Every person on this earth has boobs: women and men, big and small, firm and sagging. Even Blackhand has two boobs, for therein lies human strength: booba!
>>383874 No it made it into normal meme culture like gem and based and coal or keyed to a lesser extent. Sharteens suck, good thing they don't stay teens forever and they grow up.
>>383880 >"What do you mean mah' coupans expireed!?" >"Ma'am this is a coupon for Rusty Ricks Shingles, that restaurant went out of business during the core collapse. The only proof it exists is literally right in your hand."
>Beretta greentext with Uzi and N coming into the Solver Burgor, not only embarrassing her infront of her employees as manager, but also making such a big mess that they're thrown out
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>>383900 What will they do when they find out where the meat comes from?
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>>383900 >making such a big (sexual) mess that they're thrown out
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Nah, Cyn kept her around as a personal favor. She's at-most able to pull some mildly spooky "good" ghost stuff (like flickering lights and warnings in blood) without the Solver's direct approval. And thats assuming she even counts as a ghost at all given that she's technically not dead till series end.
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>>383912 Simple: you must skin her back down to the drone underneath. This will, of course, be an uncomfortable process for most drones, but I'm sure (you) are willing to inflict some pain for her greater good.
>>383913 Quick update, my extremelY clumsY wYfe fell into an incinerator placed comically close to the blood fountain, only her core popped out and landed in my hands I guess this is better than a skinjob but smooches will be hard
>>383912 Bring her to an Orthodox church. Either an icon of the Most Holy Joseph Stalin will burn all the Teutonic evil out of her, or it will heal her, end you'll get a normal wife.
>>383924 The flesh is weak. There is strength in steel. Steel that can also provide cuddles and tender warmth from a blackhole core unlike the coldness of flesh which will one day decay
>>383924 I'm working on it! Not my fault there are occult bullshit set pieces lying around everywhere, now excuse me I need to shovel old calculators and copper wire into my wYfes mouth
>>383911 Even after she becomes a ghost tied to a spooky anomalous VHS tape she's not dead. Ghosts are stranded between life and death. Still an improvement over being assimilated into the AS's internal Pain Dimension, that shit is worse than death.
>>383932 She's still a co-protagonist of the show. I'm certain that if I were to ship him with a total rando background character the level of rejection would be marginally inferior kekek.
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>>383894 But she dosen't deserve it! Give pets to the Human that EARNED every commendation she recieved!(and who didn't try to sell out her entire species so she and her fuckbuddy could jam clams a little longer)
>>383950 ... yes? My point was that I understand hate towards Simon given how much of a superbuffed, seemingly flawless guy he is (he is not but I don't write nearly enough shit about him to make any meaningfuil point anyway)
Finding out about V's head drilling fetish! Piecing together the sad, sad root of V's head drilling fetish! Being glomped by V when you offer to drill her head! Drilling V's head! Momentarily wanting to die of sadness when V finishes regenerating and realizes she still remembers both her decades of mass murder and the shy maidbot she was before! Silently consoling V as she bawls in barely comprehensible despair!
>Also, had an epiphany regarding the head-drilling/lobotomy fetish and where it might have come from. It's a one-two punch of Jeffery Dahmer power drilling the heads of young men he'd drugged in an attempt to make them sex zombies and the way that lobotomies were historically given out like candy to any woman or child who was stepping out of line by not just immediately complying with the expectations of their husbands/parents. I could see a young Goose reading or hearing about these and imagining that just by jamming a drill into her brain, she could be 'fixed' and get rid of all the troublesome and uncomfortable feelings she was having around sex and gender. It's honestly pretty sad and morbid, and obviously this my unfortunate knowledge of horrible things combining with psychoanalyzing this person I've never met, but it fits well enough for me to throw it out there.
>>383958 >V realizing she forgot the last hour! >V realizing she FORGOT the last hour! >V begging you to keep going! >refusing V! >enraging V! >getting slashed by V! >V coming to her senses! >V flying away! >but not before cauterizing the wound! >knowing V loves you!
>>383952 Hey Dust, is it okay if I write your OC suffer sometime in the future? Probably not right now since I don’t know much about him, but I just wanted to give you a heads-up.
>>383976 Yo, yo ,yo how about we don't? Listen the purple gremcel (gremlin femcel) made her bed now she has to lay in it, how about we don't involve my wYfe in her problems and not complicate our life?
>>383980 Oh yeah.... >Hyperdrone Y, or as close as we're getting Keep Uzi as far away from her as possible at all costs unless you want to see what getting shot with a S10 AP -6 weapon feels like and because I don't want to have to do Y's degeneracy roulette when she's god
>>383980 >that doing so would also, I assume, make Y the Main Host of the Absolute Solver My idea is Uzi just gave her its soul. She kept its body and power.
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>>383981 >Yanon >denying his Yaifu her Great Crusade
But don't you support her anon? Just think of what she could do with that power! >Take over GW! >Retcon the Tau! >Make 1-1 scale models/terrain! >Make fully lore accurate cosplays! >Test her tactical skills in a REAL war...
>>383986 I don't know about you but I don't know how to make people around me re roll 1s to hit and Y likes Krak grenade charges against armor/monstrous creatures and while they can be effective, they carry a high causality rate when not performed by space Marines and since Y is Y we'd get flak armor and hellguns if we're lucky, and if we're really luck a squad of homebrew "metal angels" that look like Y would come to bail out whoever is alive after round 1
>>383982 When does the suffering start. >>383979 Maybe? I guess I'd have to at least give you some sort of a general idea of what is should be about. >Simon is a loner. Isolates himself too much from the little people that care about him >Simon is also a touch starved, virgin incel chud. >He overcompensates his lack of outside affection by training himself to exhaustion in combat simulators. >In each mission he excels as the most efficient one-man-army from the entire South East. >The thrill and the high of the battle keep him distracted from his bleak reality. >When he comes back home, there's no celebrations or medals. Just going back to his cold, sad room at the P&D complex. >He also stacks a fucking lot. >He should really step out of his comfort zone. >Who knows? Maybe one day he'll meet certain (drone) maiden who will put the right ideas into his mind.
>>383995 >in the middle of church >surrounded by witnesses >including her parents >she might literally die of embarrassment when she's back in her right mind
>The Jox wasn't Solver Burgors only mascot although it's performance was what cemented the death of trying to appeal to a younger crowd >There was many other mascots built such as.... >SMG aka Small Miniature Gnome, a devious purple-haired fairytale creature that is prone to violent outbursts >SMG's character was mostly about trying to steal the secret Solver Burgor formula through various schemes that would backfire horribly
>>384005 >A retired character due to very recent events known as Madame Cynthia >Madame Cynthia a silly kindhearted woman that simply wants everyone to join as one, but that evil nasty SMG and her dastardly pet dog and traitorous feline don't want that >Madame Cynthia was criticized as being a self-insert of the restaurants owner, and I quote from a completely anonymous source "A really boring Mary-Sue with no personality unlike the very kickass SMG"
>>384006 >The replacement for Madame Cynthia was newly introduced although quitely making its debute having been painted on the trashcans of the establishment >The Absolute Glutton >A very poorly drawn snake(?) creature in a frilly dress >Not much is known about the lore of this new mascot other than it is recommended by an anonymous source to "Stuff it's face-hole with the nastiest crud you can find." >The manager had a reply to that statement "Mom please don't make my job harder."
>>384006 >>384005 >Unfortunately for employees these characters did in fact get their own animatronic counterparts >The Jox was meant to be the launch of bringing them out into the spotlight >However due to the massive failure of the Jox they never got the chance to leave fhe sub-section storage basement under the Solver Burgor restaurant >Resulting in them maybe being a little pissed off >Although employees should be fine or at least until the WDF begins their expedition into the Solver Burgors strangely complex underground chambers in order to "eliminate any threat or back-up plan that could result in HER return"
PICK UP THE JOX! PICK UP THE JOX! PICK UP THE JOX! PICK UP THE JOX! PICK UP THE JOX! PICK UP THE JOX! PICK UP THE JOX! PICK UP THE JOX! PICK UP THE JOX! PICK UP THE JOX! PICK UP THE JOX! PICK UP THE JOX!
>>384016 You think it would be one of this wire frame plushies that you can wrap around your arm or more like those plushies with a zipper mouth to put toys inside of
>>384029 Just rumors. With everything he says about her, though, you're not supposed to like her as anything more than comic relief and are meant to believe she deserves everything she gets..
>Be me >Want to be crushed by a drone's thighs >Pick a drone with most solid, sexy thighs >Sentinel Drone >Out on the street a sentinel drone without ring >Ask her >She takes me to the nuthouse and keep an eye now What did I do wrong?
topkek. I presume SMG's quest will be finding her fucking railgun? or is Cyn spiteful enough to just straight up remove her mouth after having gotten eaten?
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>>384043 because she's evaluating your status as a prospective mate, see: >>she... keep an eye now the main thing from here onwards is demonstrating yourself both worthy and capable of Sentinel loving. the best way of doing that is to be as consistently, successfully violent towards as many patients in the nuthouse as possible to demonstrate your combat skill. don't worry if she intervenes: that just makes it a direct assessment
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>>384048 Not even remotely, but she can be a hilarious asshole instead. just picture it: >Lizzy ignoring the zombies! >Lizzy livestreaming the apocalypse! >Lizzy freaking out about oilstains!(and switching to exclusively ranged combat for a gameplay segment to try and prevent them) >Lizzy audibly lusting after the bosses! >Lizzy sticking Thad onto every corpse!(including the bosses)(a girl's gotta dream)
I don't think the aNimatronic would be a "consistent" in-universe antagonist like SMG, just dumb: the Nog's strong-but-stupid, and so gets "tricked" into schemes against Madame Cynthia (despite his good nature) by the lure of friends or fun. She in turn either has save him from whatever foolishness he's gotten wrapped up in or else distract him so she can drive off his "friends"(or even better: convince him to drive off his friends himself!) before SMG's latest scheme succeeds.
The Vat really is just an asshole though. Towards all involved: she screws over SMG, Nog, AND Madame Cynthia on a whim, and is only gets kept around because of Nog's (very undeserved) affection towards her.
>>384050 >Cool Anon Tip: You can consume drawfags to absorb their skills, thereby returning their faggotry to the threads >Cool Anon Tip: This is highly illegal
>>384059 We are objectively smarter than the drones, even if someone considers humans in MD to be mentally deficient, they are still smarter than the drones. Therefore, this scenario is impossible, and humanity will be able to wrest back control in any case.
>>384065 >"Shut your fucking trap, toaster! As a superior intellectual being, I made a smart move and already gave uppies and all of me with my skin to my drone wife! Please help.
>>384075 Remember little waJe slave, the employee of the month gets promoted to be an office worker secretary to a human! Now get going, your 15 minute break is over
Business idea: Uzi baby birding human souls who seemed cooperative and hadn't been mindbroken by years in the internal Pain Dimension of her current body's original owner into household appliances.
>>384077 (me) Was thinking they can still talk and hear and see and feel like that, they're just appliances now. And N loves hearing them say the line.
>>384089 Nah, I dont actually care what you fuckers do on this containment board. I was just surprised that anon had the balls to post a picture of nude child Tessa, that was chained to the floor. Mr. Epstein would be proud of him.
>>384068 At the very least, it was humanity that managed to create the weapon that defeated the Solver, whereas the drones merely installed doors, which, thanks to their inability to think rationally, they ended up turning into junk. Seriously, we saw that they left the VENTS, for fuck's sake! Why leave a ventilation shaft that’s useless to you but incredibly useful to your enemy, allowing them to bypass all the other doors? Exactly: there’s no reason, the drones are just morons.
>>384096 bad news anon, I found this official render of that same girl's corpse in a suggestive pose! looks like this IP is problematic diddyblud! better leave the fandom forever
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>>384097 >humanity made the weapon! >the weapon: drones
If you're talking about the patch that was both FUBAR and, as it turns out, completely unnecessary. The humans would unironically have been better off mass compiling Noris and hoping that one of them lucks into a victory.
Mind you this was ALSO comparing the efforts of all humanity combined (population: 7 billion+, multiple planets) vs those of a singular bunker(population likely under 10,000) and what they could scrape together out of humankind's ashes. Gice them another 20 years and several thousand times their population(+ a mass produced slave race to do all their labor) and I'd bet you'd see Alicelike competence out of the drone population too.
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>>384117(me) Also of note according to your logic: >Uzi beat the Solver >humanity gets credit for that >so humanity gets credit for the things drones do >Solver got in through drones >therefore humanity retarded itself to extinction through its construction, use, and research on drones: a level of idiocy the drones themselves have yet to match >therefore drones are actually SMARTER than humans
>Time passes, all three of you sit in awkward silence >Dubs curls up into the fetal position and begins rocking back and forth >You and Masqy try to talk with him but he’s unresponsive >You attempt to get some rest despite your new friends? Awkward silence >You wake up the next day >You look around and see that Dubs is gone >You ask Masqy about him “He left some two hours ago sir, he looked panicked” >”Did he say where he was going?” “He didn’t say anything” >Well, nothing you can do then >You try to take stock of the situation >You’re down to three jerrycans and the generator is still about half full >You should go fill them up >After that you’ll still have plenty of daylight left >You don’t like it but you probably should poke around the city some more >Before you leave you Masqy gives you a hug >You have to kneel down to return it but it feels nice >You return wit the filled jerrycans >This plus what’s left should last you the night but you’ll be cutting it close >Now it’s time for the excursion into the city >Masqy wants to go with you >Though you really prefer to have her keeping an eye on your shelter “Alright sir, but… please promise you’ll be careful and try keep me informed on where you are so that I can go help you if anything happens!” >”I’ll do my best” >You explain the way to the city to Masqy and get going >You reach the city at around midday >You call Masqy on the walkie talkie >She urges you to hurry >You consider your approach >You want to be as far away from the spire as possible >You move south until the ominous obelisk disappears from view >You begin walking the streets >Though this part of the city feels different >There is none of that weird moss here >And it feels like it’s been abandoned for far longer >Your scrounging yields little of value, a few more batteries a lighter, a metal water bottle and some scraps of cloth >You do find a small only slightly rusty fire axe with a clip in a ruin of a fast food joint though >You attach it to your belt >It makes you feel a bit safer >You don’t expect to face anything dangerous but… you never know >You call Masqy, she asks if you’re coming back but you decide to ask what time is it “It’s going to be 3pm in about 10 minutes… please do remember it will take you some time to get back” >You assure Masqy that you’ll be fine and update her on your location >Maybe you should start marking your way? >You find a box with markers in the ruin of the fast food place >Kids probably used them to draw stuff >And two of them still work, green and blue >You mark the wall of the building with a line and move deeper into the city >A weird sense of unease washes over you >You realize something >You’ve only seen skeletons in the cryo facility and on the borders of the city >None near the center >Did… someone move them? >Maybe they’re in that spire… >It’s a strange feeling walking the streets >Like everyone just up and left >You enter a small supermarket >No corpses here >No food on the shelves >You find a bottle of Vodka >A box of medicine labeled “Cellular Repair Factor Pills” >No expiration date on them, might as well take them >Some bandages in plastic packaging >A pair of hiking shoes in your size >A bottle of hand sanitizer >Oh! >Would you look at that >There is food here >Not a lot but still >Canned >With a tagline “Expiration date? Never!” >You hear about this >Absolute bottom of the barrel, “Human Kibble” >They didn’t even feed this stuff to soldiers and criminals >But it was cheep >Apparently you can get all manner of gut rot if you eat this stuff for too long >But your long term health isn’t your greatest concern right now >You put the six cans of ~30% meat ham into your bag and move on >You find two more businesses >First looks like a car mechanic and the other has the logo of JCJ above the door >You check the mechanic first >Poking around a few tool drawers you find a pair of work gloves >Neat! >The chill has started to numb your fingers these should help a bit >You find a toolbox it has a few tools in it >You grab it >As you’re about to leave you notice a big tank for storing fluids >It’s empty and it’s the kind that you can store chemicals in without it melting >It could easily store a few weeks worth of oil for the generator and it has a nice faucet so you can easily empty it >You try to give it a push >It doesn’t budge >This thing must weigh a lot >You’re not moving it without heavy duty machinery >Wait… >Masqy is heavy duty machinery >Maybe she could move it?
>>384126 >You’ll have to comeback here with her >You enter the JCJ place >Once you’re inside you can see the place used to be a drone repair point/drone store >No drones though >There is a huge pile of boxes near the entrance, like somebody was trying to carry everything out >You open one to see what’s inside >Drone parts, hermetically sealed, not touched by time at all >You close the box for now and search the rest of the store >You find a book titled “Drone Repair for Dummies” >Makes the manual you found with Masqy look like a booklet, you should take it >Your eyes light up >You find a branded JCJ hoodie >XXL >You’ve never been so happy to see branded merch >It may be 89% polyester but it will keep you warm >You find some assorted tools used for drone repair >There is some weird tablet among them, looks like a portable service terminal of some sort, it’s battery is dead though and you can’t find a charging cable anywhere >Still you take it with you >That’s about it for the store >You should take some of the parts with you before you leave >You don’t know how often drones need replacements and you’d like to keep Masqy running >You want to call her to ask what you should take with you but you’re out of range >Well, can’t help it then >You manage to put a set of legs and arms into your backpack and grab a smaller lighter box and put it in the pocket on your hoodie >Time to go back, the sun will begin setting soon >Before you start walking out of the city something catches your eye >It’s another spire >It’s smaller >No sign of the moss on it >It doesn’t scare you >You don’t feel the horrible need to run like the last time >Against better judgment you decide to investigate >Coming closer you see that the spire has an entrance, almost like a cave >Some grim curiosity tempts you to enter >The inside is completely dark, you turn on your flashlight >Not much inside, the most interesting thing you find is a bunch of torn to shreds pillows and a TV with a hole in it >You hear something >Like breathing? >From above you >You look up and shine your light where you’re looking >You see Dubs >Covering himself with his wings like a bat and hanging from the ceiling using his tail >That is freaky >The light disturbs the weird drone >The bulbs on his head light up and he descends from the ceiling >He lands in front of you in a pose that indicates he’s about to strike with the pointy end of his tail >There is an X on his screen >Before he can properly begin the motion of sending his tail at your face he hesitates >The X is replaced by two yellow ovals “You… what are you doing here?” >“I could ask the same question, why are you sleeping? In a spire made out of wrecked drones!?” >Dubs seems taken aback by your question >A range of emotions, mostly anger, confusion and sadness fills his screen before he answers “Listen you shouldn’t be here” >”And you?” >Dubs let’s out a frustrated grunt and looks at the entrance to the spire >His tone becomes more frantic “You need to leave! It’s gets dangerous after dark” >”What? Why?” “Just leave! Leave the city, go as far as you can! To that bunker you took me to last night!” >Dubs begins pushing you out of the spire >”Alright! Alright! Calm down” >You stop just at the mouth of the corpse cave and look at Dubs >You can only see his screen and head bulbs illuminating the darkness >”You’re not coming?” “What?” >He seems baffled by the question >“Well if it’s so dangerous wouldn’t you want to leave as well?” >Dubs stumbles for words “I…. I’ll be fine! Now leave, while you still have time” >His lights drown in the darkness >Weirdo >But it is slowly getting dark >You trace back your steps, occasionally leaving marks to make sure you can find your way back to that mechanic and drone repair store >Once you’re closer to the edge of the city your walkie talkie sounds off “[▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓]! [▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓]! Please, please, please” >You respond >”I’m here” “[▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓]! Do you know for how long I’ve been trying to get through to you!?” >“Sorry, these things don’t have infinite range you know” “Please just tell me you’re coming back” >”Yeah I started making my way out of the city a while ago” >Masqy responds in a grim tone “[▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓]….” >”Don’t worry, I’ll get back in time, plus I found a lot of stuff and even came across Dubs!” >She is only somewhat relived by your good news “Really? Is he with you?” >”No, he was acting strange, wanted me to leave as fast as I could, he wanted to stay” “That really is strange, but he was right you should leave as fast as you can” >”I’m doing my best” >Time passes, you leave the city and start walking through the >You have at most an hour of dim light left >You call Masqy
>>384127 >“Made it out of the city” “That’s good! But please hurry! You can get hurt if you stumble around in the dark” >She’s right >You step up your efforts and begin power walking >The sun is setting much faster than you anticipated >It’s not dark yet but it’s hard to see >You hear something terrible >A howl? Screech? >Bestial noise of some sort >Coming from the city >Dubs? >No… >He sounded different yesterday >Sure you made some distance but you can still see it when you look back >You feel watched >You speed up >It gets even darker >You hear the sounds again, almost as loud as they were before >You speed up again >You hear the sounds again, a bit louder than before >Closer than before >You speed up >Again and again >The last 10 minutes before you reach the pillbox are sprint through the darkness >You begin pounding on the metal door of the pillbox >After a while of pounding Masqy opens the door “Sir? What ha… eek!” >You bust inside and shut the door behind you >You apologize to Masqy who fell onto her bottomplate when you entered “It’s fine sir, but what happened?” >”I...something was… chasing me? I… I think” “That’s bad… but I’m sure we’re safe!” >She gives you a wide smile >You take a few deep breaths and sit on the ground >You take off your backpack and start going through the things you found and talking with Masqy >She does her best to store everything in the bunker and it’s basement >She is particularly glad to learn there is still food for you to find in the city, more so than to learn there is a source of spare parts for her >You inform her about the tank you found “I should be able to move it yes” >That settles it then, you’ll go get it first thing in the morning then go fill it up and bring it back home >Home? >Well guess this place is as close to home as you’re getting for a while >You try to relax but the noises return >They are close >And they are getting closer >Masqy hears them too >She’s not happy about them at all >She comes up to you and buries her head in your chest >She’s trembling >The noises get even closer >You eyes nervously dart between the closed metal doors and the cover on the pillboxes front slit >Time passes slowly >You can hear your every heartbeat and knots tie themselves in your stomach >And then >The noises stop >You continue to hold Masqy for a while >Then you decide to do something to take your mind off what just happened >You’re a bit too tired to read the book you found >You settle on trying to make something on the cloth you found >With Masqy’s help you’re able to make a sot of sack she could carry on her back >Useful, she’ll be able to help you carry more stuff back tomorrow >You turn the Pillboxes solitary light bulb off and go to sleep >You wake up the next day and get ready to go out again >First you ask Masqy how she’s doing “The generator died two hours ago, my battery is at 87% it should be enough” >No time to waste then >You move into the depths of the city >You scavenge a bit more >More human kibble,two bottles of beer and more miscellaneous loose bits, no batteries though and you don’t know how fast the walkie talkies burn through them >Masqy informs you what parts need to be replaced most often and you grab them as such >You even find yourself a travel pillow to have some comfort while sleeping >You circle back and head to the mechanic to grab that tank >On your way there you get rather close to the spire Dubs was in >You decide to stop by >Masqy isn’t that enthusiastic about it >She cowers behind your legs “This is scary! Why would he be inside of that…horrible pile” >You call out into the depths of the spire >“Hey! Dubs! Buddy! You ok in there?” >No response >You stand there with Masqy still behind you >You start contemplating if you want to go in to investigate further >But then you see yellow light from the corpse cave “You again! What do you want!?” >”Well to check if you’re alright” “I’m fine...ugh!” >You can see Dubs stumble >He mutters something to himself >You saw something flash on his screen >A warning of some kind you think >Masqy leans out from behind your legs “Mister Dubs...” >Dubs rolls his eyes “Great, you brought the morsel” >Masqy ignores the insult “If you’re overheating maybe you should come with us? We’re going to get a lot of oil” >Dubs scoffs “Just leave me alone!” >Well you don’t have time to argue >You head to the mechanic >Masqy picks the tank up and holds it over her head like it’s made out of paper >You begin the trek to the pump-jacks >You fill the tank up with oil and make your way back to the pillbox
>>384129 >Around halfway back you notice that Masqy slowed down a bit >Her legs are a bit shaky >“Is something wrong?” “My battery is at 17%” >Well it’s well past midday but that was fast “Sorry! I’m not optimized for physical labor and my model has a smaller battery” >”But you’ll manage right?” “I’ll try” >Masqy slows down more and more >By the time you make it back to the pillbox is almost dark outside >Masqy waddles inside and triumphantly places the tank in a corner >After that she collapses “That tank got a lot heavier after being filled” >Her voice is meek, close to a whisper “My battery is at 2%…” >You quickly transfer some oil to one of the jerrycans and fill the generator enough to turn it on >You manage to connect Masqy to it just as her battery was about to run dry >She gives you a thumbs up with a trembling hand >“Maybe I should replace your battery? We grabbed one” >Masqy collects her strength for a while before responding “Sir, please read the service manual a few times before attempting such things” >She’s right, you wouldn’t want someone who doesn’t know what they’re doing operating on you >As you begin unloading the things you brought back today you hear something >A knock on the door >Is… someone there? >You stand in front of the door in silence >It’s dark outside… who? >The knocking repeats, this time there is more strength behind it >You never opened the door at night… >Again, even more strength >You slowly reach for the metal bar keeping the door closed >With your other hand you reach for the axe near your belt >The moment seems to drag on forever >You open the door and some of the tension lifts off you >It’s Dubs >He looks… nervous >His eyes are wide and his screen keeps flashing errors >His stance is weird >Ge is bearing his teeth and they are chattering >He pushes his way past you inside and speaks in a manic voice “Where is the oil the pink one promised!?” >You point him to the tank and close the door shut >Dubs lays under the faucet and opens it >The oil begins to flow into his opened mouth >He drinks greedily >You can see animalistic pleasure on his screen as the black liquid flows into him >After a while it fades >His eyes assume a more normal size >It looks like he just woke up >He slowly turns the faucet off >He sits up and looks around >You and Masqy look at him >Sure he didn’t drink enough to put a serious dent in the contents of the tank >But it was still a lot >Dubs slowly stands up >There is a mix of shame and satisfaction on his screen “Ummm, Thanks…. I think I’m gonna go now….” >You stand in his way when he tries to go for the door >”Wait! We have some questions for you” >He makes a pained expression “Questions about what?” >About what? About everything! >What happened!? >Where is everyone!? >The corpse spires!? >Why he was staying in one!? >The noises you keep hearing at night!? >Why the city is dangerous!? >What is he doing here!? >Dubs looks at you for a while “The pink one should be able to answer most of these” >Masqy looks at Dubs frustrated “My name is Masqy! And I’ve been online for less than a week” >A realization washes over Dubs “That’s why you’re not afr…” >He cuts himself off >He looks at you “I…” >He sits down on the floor “The planet… the humans..uhh, there was a war, everyone died” >You don’t exactly believe that, sure the city was a ruin but it didn’t look war torn “They… used bio weapons, wiped everyone out” >Alright but that doesn’t explain the spires made out of broken drones or why he was staying in one “While the humans where dying they used drones as troops…. I was uh… collecting the broken ones” >Why? “I don’t know! Those where my orders!” >Alright so he is some sort of scavenger drone >So about the danger… and the weird moss you found “It’s… the bioweapon it’s lingering around… There are things in the dark, you don’t want to know” >He looks at you with wide eyes “How are you alive?” >”I woke up from cryosleep a few days ago” >Dubs looks incredibly surprised “How? She was going to cryofacilites, she wouldn’t miss one….” >What is he talking about, who was going to cryofacilites? “N-nevermind….Listen...I…” >Masqy buts in “How long ago was the war?” >Dubs stumbles for words “Twenty years” “Are you sure? Can you share your internal clock?” >He grunts and his screen changes from ovals to text {Planetary time : 12th day of the first celestial quarter, Approximate earth date April 29th, 3071} >Masqy updates her own internal clock using this information >20 years… You’ve been on ice for 20 years…. >Everybody is dead? No that can’t be…
>>384130 >You sit down and try to collect your thoughts >In the meantime Dubs goes for the door again >Masqy tries to stop him “Mister Dubs please don’t go!” “I…. shouldn’t linger….” “You know more than us! We need help” >He considers the request but something on the small desk in the pillbox catches his sensors >It’s the game console you found >He tries to turn it on “Aaaand of course it’s broken” “I think it just needs new batteries” >She grabs two from a small pile she organized them in “Here try these” >Dubs puts the batteries into the console and it lights up “Thanks!” “No problem, we will need to find more batteries, we only have five left” >He gives Masqy a rather guilty look after the remark “I’ll stay a while but I will need to leave later” >Masqy gives him a wide smile >Dubs sits down and begins playing whatever game is on the handheld console >You are still rather shaken by the information you just received >Masqy tries to cheer you up “Sir, I’m sure there are other alive humans around! We’ll just have to find them! Mister Dubs have you seen any signs of human life lately?” >Dubs looks up from the console and gives you a deadpan glare “I… haven’t seen a human in 20 years” >You can sense it pains him to say that >Masqy gives you a troubled expression “That… doesn’t mean that...uhhh.. maybe we could….ummm” >It looks like she’s about to cry >You place a hand on her head and begin running it through her hair >She smiles and wraps her arms around your neck and begins hugging you >You return the hug >You feel a bit better >You get up and begin filling the generator to full >You turn to Dubs >“Once Masqy charges up a bit more we can hook you up” >Dubs looks at you confused “What?” >”You know to charge your battery, how full are you?” >Panic fills his screen “Uhhh… Almost 100% don’t worry about it” >”Really? How were you charging back there?” “I….” >”Also twenty years, you’re in really good shape how come if there wasn’t anyone to service you?” “I...ve been doing that myself” >Guess that makes sense >Some time passes >You turn off the main light and try to get some sleep >Masqy is laying cuddled up next to you in sleep mode to provide you with some heat >The only light inside is coming from the handheld console >You look at Dubs >He set the console aside and is sitting with his back turned to you >You feel like he’s been through a lot >Probably alone for a good part of those twenty years >Guess that explains why he’s acting so strange >You call out to him >He slowly turns his head to look at you >You sit up and reach out with one of your hands in a friendly gesture >He looks at you for a moment >He slowly raises to his feet >He takes a few unsure steps towards you occasionally stopping and looking like he’s thinking very hard about something >Eventually he kneels down in front of you and looks at your hand questioningly >You’re not that sure what you’re doing yourself >You decide to start patting his head >He pulls away with incredible speed >He looks at you like you just stabbed him or something >You begin to move your hand away but he grabs it >After a few moments of awkward silence he places your hand back on his head >You take this a signal to continue patting >You give Dubs headpats for quite a while >He begins purring, seems like he likes it >When you try to stop and lay down to sleep he lays down on top of you and joins Masqy in cuddling >Wow he is hot! >Almost unpleasantly so >But it’s rather cold, especially at night so you try to relax and fall asleep under your drone blanket
Ha! Now that Bunny is gone she can't stop me from turning Dubs into a headpat slut!
>>384131 And now an afterword, First sorry for not being that active lately, I've been busy with the internship and I have a warhound and reaver titan to finish for a certain lady inquisitor's army so that's been eating up most of my time. Second there was some discussion about a MD game a few threads back so this green is kinda my pitch, it would be a rougelike mix of Neo Scavenger, This War of Mine with a dash of Factorio and Darkwood, it would have a lot of heavy RPG elements like stats and skills based off of Gurps which I'm actually kinda using to write this, I do charachter mock ups and roll for certain events in the story for example Masqy was very close to powering down while hauling the Oil tank, also the game would have two things that determine difficulty a traditional easy, meadium, hard and the planet generation settings for example the planet the green takes place on is an easy planet: There is easy access to important resources (Oil), the environment isn't trying to kill you at every step and you can actually find loot while Copper-9 would be an example of the hardest planet, resources are deep underground, asbestos deathstorms in -60 degree weather, cities picked clean. Anyway I hope you enjoyed Also a super secret question, what worker drone OC that doesn't have that many greens would you like to see? I'm kinda bad at making my own and I'm stealing anyway so might as well go the full nine yards
>>384135 Uhhh... alright so a non OP worker drone (Is fugue even a worker?) I kinda want someone who can fit into what I have planned and I know that anything I come up with has overwhelming odds to be bueno
>>384139 Thanks, I'll think about those, especially Foderri since Pocket refuses to give his greatest creation the love she deserves, though Drone Asenath and the clowns are also neat ideas (Even if Zen is already kinda meant to be the first thing)
>>384140 I've already claimed Y and her squad by right of greentext conquest JK Amyanon don't sue pls, maybe I should leave their older sister alone for now
>>384141 Fugueanon here, I am actually the """owner""" of Amy, Yanon sold her to me (I’m being serious ask him and he’ll tell you) and I am giving you express permission to use her however you’d like, the world could always use more Amy content :)
>>384147 Hey nice. Just remember you don't need to show every stage of an animation, like the claws don't need to go in at equal intervals every frame. Half the trick of animation is learning to skip over the hard to draw/depict parts of movement by just implying it happened between frames, if that makes sense. So for example, instead of seeing 3 frames of the claws folding in you just see the claws, then the hands halfway retracted into the forearm, the brain puts together that it happened so fast we just couldn't see it.
>>384156 Sentinel U-U >not the worst mothers >not the greatest >might have legitimately forgotten (you) in a basket somewhere while busy >won't take responsibility >won't restrain themselves from tearing open (you)r worst personal insecurities if you give them a chance >may care, but indistinguishable from them not
>>384161 >With their cover blown, your new girlfriend collapses into a pile of Oogis that yelp and scramble to grab anything even remotely shiny or tasty as they make their escape. >... >You'd slept with her at least a few times and are now questioning how that worked.
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>>384170 Who is your female contributor in the Human-Mechanical postwar repopulation program? Which combat unit was repurposed from their duties to gestate you for 9 months, then reassigned? Which heartless, soulless, effeciency prioritizing warmachine is your mother?(or if you prefer: which such machine left you high and dry to raise Anon Jr. on your own)
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>>384163 >Anon is an abomination: a monstrous fusion of flesh and steel, a degenerate unity; an error in V's nanomachinery warping the intended pure human, conveying her curse >V will never forgive herself >she pretends otherwise >(you) recieve parental care, money, toys, and affection in the extreme(almost as if she's making up for something...) >she never speaks of the war >never speaks of Tessa >never speaks of N >but she makes you promise, gripping your arms so hard they bleed: >"don't do what I did" >"don't pass this on"
>>384185 They'd actually be a happy family. V would've gotten over her past traumas thanks to Simon and their son would be strong as fuck like vampires in twilight except 100 times stronger n shit
>>384117 It was a battle against god, and Uzi’s power of "beliving in yourself" is a standard plot cliché, like Uzi's plot armor.
Even Cyn acknowledged that the patch was the only thing in the universe capable of defeating her. Humanity did everything it could, and so, even after its own extinction, humanity managed to fight a god to a draw.
>I'd bet you'd see Alicelike competence out of the drone population too. Alice could stand up to the DDs solely thanks to the Sentinels, but she was neither smart nor strong enough to keep them in check, she could only hide and pull levers, and the moment she lost her sanctuary due to her arrogance — boom, death. Yeah, very competence.
Plus, the patch literally saved both Nori and Yeva, so the patch was the cornerstone of the victory over Cyn.
>Buckety attempts to get writerfags on a Disassembly Drone basket weaving forum to write fanfics about her >Mostly in an attempt to sway Outpost opinion to stop talking about the time she didn't have a body and the time she slipped and accidentally caused the deaths of hundreds >And maybe in a very desperate cry to get them to finally acknowledge her as the hero she is like the extreme narcissist she is >Unsurprisingly it backfires massively >Only one DD responds and it's the one literally everyone on the board hates >They post an extremely weird greentext featuring their OC Wormy from Appleworld using Buckety to clean up non-existent bodily fluids >The green is so horrendous that the DD responsible is not only perma banned in pure outrage, but tracked down and flung directly into the sun >Buckety will now forever be associated with the green that took down the most hated DD on the board, a pyyrhic victory at best
>>384118 >You got your driver's license. >You got in your car to go to work. >It’s raining outside. >You accidentally got into an accident and died. >You’re an idiot for driving in the rain. Your logic. But there’s actually more pure logic in what I wrote, because according to the plot, humanity only knew there was a tiny chance drones could have a "soul": possessing the same feelings, thoughts, and desires as humans, but they didn't know it could lead to the emergence of GOD.
Did humanity shit it pants? Yes. Did they know the risk? No.
I just had THE weirdest MD wet dream ever. Cyn selfcest, Cynwalker on drone Cyn, where CW tore DC’s chest open, broke one of her ribs off, and used it to pleasure DC. And then kissed her on the face, and then kissed her on the *hair*, and for some reason *that’s* what got me.
>>384193 >Due to humanity being extinct literally no DD or Drone actually understands human anatomy outside of maybe the understanding they have organs >As a result some DDs write greentexts such as "Nerveplay" where DDs easily rip out the human nervous system and touch it causing humans great pleasure >Or they write about bodily fluids which don't actually exist such as "Squiggly juice" or ""Black bile" and "Blue urine"
>>384156 I’d probably be proud of the fact that my mom is a battle angel of humanity, and I’d ask my dad if he was proud to have a son by one of them, and it wouldn't matter which one, just the fact! But I’d definitely shit my pants if she showed up with the red face.
>>384204 Shit now that I think about it no offense to Liam, but even Gooseworx had more balls to kill off that retarded rabbit knowing fully well that he was the most popular character and merch seller
>>384162 >They often cruelly mock how weak a humie you are, and saying it would have been more practical to give birth to a pillbaby. >But the moment someone says even a single bad word to you...
They knew that sometimes drones revived from death with random mutations with no observable source. That breaks physics. That they didn't expect physics to break AS MUCH as it did is still their fault, because they knew they were meddling with a force they didn't understand the limitations of and made only cursory efforts to contain before things went pear shaped
>inb4 your example Not far off, but you're understating things a bit:
>you got your drivers licence >want to go to the store(merch run) >see it's snowing outside >whatever! you've driven in snow! >see that the roads are iced >whatever! you've got snow tires! >remember that its far >whatever! you'll drive fast! >start driving >all is well >elk in the road >swerve slightly >oh no! suddenly you're out of control! >spend your last moments cursing that wretched elk, without which your plan would have been perfect...
There were a million things humanity could have done to prevent or limit the events leading up to Cyn. There were a million things they could have done when Cyn started her devouring to limit her influence. A few of these they included(core failsafes), but most they did not, and ultimately these failures of planning and judgement are what destroyed them(Nori getting possesed during the possession test, Cyn existing at all) far moreso than their enemies.
>>384210 Tldr: humans stupided thrmselves to death. Nothing made them need to(they could have just not used drones), nothing made them WANT to, but they did it anyway.
>>384123 >Pavo loves going to church >Not just out of reverence for the Lord >He enjoys using his presence to remind the disassembly drones that the Lord can be wrathful
>>384213 >>384215 >NTA To be fair everytime this shit happens the thread quality instantly drops and it's just endless arguing. I can see why they deleted it
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>>384205 >Gooseworx had more balls to kill off that retarded rabbit Jax isn't dead. He's mindbroken and trapped in a personalized private hell. Forever, as far as Goose cares (nevermind that Pomni being able to make telepathic contact with a Hollow completely upends every prior assumption about Abstraction). It's worse than death, it's something picrel would do to an AI homunculus.
>>384217 I know this may spark some arguing so sorry in advance. But why the actual fuck does everyone think Tessa was like 13 or something? She was heavily sheltered and abused and her only friends where Drones she dug out of the garbage. Of course she would be skinny and short, she probably wasn't fed very well considering how easily her parents lock her up and provide her with no food. It's also worth noting that Tessa is in the artstyle of your standard Vickers protagonist which is why their head is so freakishly huge compared to the others and why she's short. It's clearly done to visually separate her from the other humans who have realistic proportions so the viewer doesn't get lost and locks in that they're a main character. Also need I remind everyone that we have no confirmed ages aside from the Drone cast who is 18 of hundreds of years older?
>>384210 Technological advancement is like walking through a dark room with your eyes closed. No one knows where it leads, if we had stopped because of minor risks, we wouldn't have half the technological achievements we do today, and you and I would have died before even turning three. Furthermore, the laws of physics are regularly defied in outer space, it’s not something cosmically horrific, but rather something that simply needs to be studied to expand our horizons. Humanity harnessed singularities for drones because they provided an infinite workforce, enabling the people in the show to reach new solar systems. Yes, this led to the catastrophe as Cyn, but as I said: if humanity had shied away from everything new and unfamiliar, we would have remained hunter-gatherers until some natural disaster wiped us out.
Here’s an example: >You get your driver’s license >You buy a car >Nice >Some time later, you buy a newer car >Even better >You keep upgrading your car regularly >New features appear >Each new model brings a new feature >But one of those new features turns out to be defective, causing you to get into an accident and die
>>384224 Have you never left the house or some shit? Everytime I go to SEARs I see like tons of short middle aged women and at least one lanky dude built like a twig
>>384227 >Uzi looks up from her sexual roleplay in astonishment to see that despite the core collapse and the death of humanity there is a Sears still open only inches away
>>384225 More like buy a new car that has a warning on it that says "if you hit a big enough speed bump the seat will explode", and not caring about it at all. The scientists making drones could have studied the cores a LOT more and figure out wtf is going on before they put themm in consumer robots. The first time a drone spontaneously came back to life they should have stopped production and figured it out instead of just slapping a warning label on them. Also, they clearly didn't care about enforcing the fines. Should have got a trillion dollars from the elliots when they find the drone corpse pile instead of them being disposed of properly.
>>384222 To be honest, Tessa always struck me as the quintessential 18-year-old: her figure, the way she talks, the talk about boys and her awkwardness around them. She’s got that vibe, so I was surprised to find out that so many people in internet view her as a child.
>>384230 >Unlike JCJenson and those other background companies >SEARs fully knew ahead of time of The Solver threat, it was just obvious in hindsight >No they didn't do anything like try and stop it, after all if The Solver threat was out there it would wipe out all other companies aside from SEARs and maybe Long John Silvers
>>384234 >The only open Long John Silvers is in a galaxy far away called Fortuna-4 >Now I could tell you about it, but I'm kinda eepy and it's too hot today
>>384231 This can be explained by the fact that, for centuries, nothing more significant than the emergence of zombie drones had ever occurred. That was it. Millions of workers were being disposed of improperly every month, yet the consequences were so trivial that it didn't seem worth giving up such an endless supply of labor.
No one could have even imagined the appearance of Vore-Satan, so it came as a shock: the biggest one, and one of the last.
>>384236 What's so hard to understand SEARs and LongJohnSilvers are still in business despite literally everything saying they shouldn't be. the Long John Silvers website even has a page that says "Yes we're still open"
>>384238 The zombie drones tape listed mutations as a slim possibility. So i think things that looked like mutated maid V showed up. A little bit of solver juice leaked into them and made them weird. But they were only directly physical threats, could still shoot them to death. Full blow solver powers granted force fields and the ability to cast "testicular torsion"
>>384237 The DDs have nothing in common with Twilight vampires outside of being vampires. >But N is a twink! Half the time you see a male vampire in fiction they're a twink or pretty boy, this is not something exclusive to Twilight.
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>>384234 >A&W and Long John Silver's combos are the only extant fast food franchises in the Trappist system >The last inheritors of Bob Jenkins and the Front Row Motorsports legacy are so wealthy that they avoided nationalization like Boxon >Unfortunately, customers need more variety, and patronage is declining >To this end, FRMS has sponsored expeditions into the remains of wrecked planets to find lost recipes of the old fast food titans like Taco Bell, Pizza Hut, and KFC >Republic Knights were deputized to lead these expeditions, for they had the political skill to negotiate with scavengers, and the martial prowess to defend against alien pirates >Unfortunately, recent discoveries had revealed a horrible truth: records show that KFC moved their headquarters to Copper-9 after Earth fell >The KFC secret recipe is now Imperial property, and The Empress will not give up her greatest bargaining chip so easily
>>384243 Tried looking up some funny stuff from /k/ and immediately found a story about an anon raping a deer. So I imagine they'd try that with a DD and fail horribly
>>384248 Remember everything posted is a work of fiction and only a fool would believe it. >Scoped up landwhale attempts to bag DD to post onto /k/ >DD immediately spots him and tries to devour him >Fortunately all the fat on Anons body acts as a blubbery armor protecting him from harm >Anon doesn't feel it, tries to scope the DD >Misses >Shot hits the picture of bambi on the wall >Autistic landwhale rage intensifies >Rolls over and crushes the DD instantly
Reality-breaking bullshit on ANY scale showing up should have been immediate cause for alarm and product recall. The moment you're generating hostile, hungry flesh-and-bone from literal nothing is the moment you KNOW something important and powerful is at work, doubly so if this continues to a significant extent(see the zombiedrones tape) AFTER you've implemented reasonable safeguards.
Humans can be 100% blamed for their failure to manage risk, just like drones can be 100% blamed for failing to do anything about the vents/DDs, although those were also "not a problem" for the entirety of their own civilization's existence.
Did we ever get a good sense of how tall Thad is? For reference, Uzi's 4'2", N's 5'4", Lizzy and Doll are apparently 4'7", Khan's apparently 5'0", and female DDs are apparently 4'10"
>>384257 Yo mama so FAT. When she went outside. EVERY PLUSSIE WAS BEING HUNG FROM THE LAMP-POST. Cause drawfag holy war was being enacted. Hail Fiend. And Hail Itanon.
Why are you spending your time trolling and procrastinating when you could be making that greentext that's been bothering you in the shower or even replying to pre-existing greens and ideas to add onto them? Do you want this thread to starve for content? Are you a bad fucking person and a disgusting lurker?
>boy v getting hugged by emily because she can tell he's hurting >boy v accidentally crushing her to death because he's touch starved and couldn't hold himself back
>Behind the scenes of the hit indie show Murder Drones by Liam Vickers >It's reported that J's actor [REDACTED] was actually incredibly nice on set >"Yeah, uh...[REDACTED[ helped me out during my second divorce. It was uhhhh an extremely difficult time to film my scenes, but after the camera was off she was really supportive of me. Sure we didn't get to hang out a lot on-set and but um, if you look at the final episode you can really see the real life chemistry between us bleeding into the performance." - [REDACTED] portrays Thad
>>384281 https://withered-tears.tumblr.com/post/775595288217960448/did-anyone-said-actor-au-no-too-bad-have-this https://withered-tears.tumblr.com/post/777142877725835264/cyn-i-usually-only-do-voice-acting-kinda-nerve I love British slag actress Uzi.
>>384281 >Everyone knows the character Serial Designation N the friendly companion of Uzi >What everyone doesn't know is how he acted behind the scenes >"That guy was a ***** he would always show up drunk onset and would constantly flub his lines. How f$#@ing hard is it to understand my characters name is Uzi not f%@^ing Oogi!" - [REDACTED] portrays Uzi >To make matters worse only 3 episodes into production did allegations arise about [REDACTED] >Rumors of [INFORMATION CENSORED UNTIL END OF CIVIL SUITE] and [INFORMATION CENSORED UNTIL END OF CIVIL SUITE] >"If I knew I had to be on set with him I would have never agreed to participate in this demeaning television programme. It's just unsuitable for an actor of my caliber to put up with such a pervert drunken old man. I mean seriously 23 years into my career and I had never seen a man- no a beast like him." - [REDACTED] portrays Tessa Elliot
>>384283 >"We signed a contract for more episodes than we were given, because at the time we were unaware of what [REDACTED] had done. It was only after filming episode 3 and everything coming out on the news did the studio attempt to pull back on our already signed contract. After a bit of negotiations we came to an agreement to only star in shorts and commercials afterwards." - [REDACTED] portrays Lizzy >"We have no idea why Mr. Vickers insisted on not replacing [REDACTED] especially after he was caught [INFORMATION CENSORED UNTIL END OF CIVIL SUITE] sick f%#&." [REDACTED] portrays Serial Designation V
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>>384283 >The role of J was originally written as a young man. However, early in principal photography, a tragic incident occurred. [REDACTED] was given a revolver loaded with live rounds by the crew's armorer, which he carelessly pointed at the camera, killing the director of photography. While Liam Vickers had been toying with the idea of changing J to a girl for quite some time, the incident and ensuing legal fiasco forced his hand.
>>384283 >"I played background Worker Drone #8 during the pilot. That seen you saw with [REDACTED] pinning [REDACTED] against the wall? Yeah that was actually not supposed to happen like it did. The crew doesn't like to talk about it, but she had to get nine stitches afterwards. That guy was a sadistic ****** I could tell he did it on purpose and enjoyed it. I didn't say anything, because um, I was too intimidated by his raw aura." Bobbie Evans portrays Disposable Worker Drone no.3
>"Oh Cyn? She was actually one of the producer's daughters, real sweetheart. Poor thing had trouble walking around set but never once heard her complain. When the season ended she said she was just happy she managed to last long enough to see it done. I still think about that some nights..."
MD Insecurity released both an update and a server. Already learned that one of the characters, Gage, was written by a troon to be all of the troons negative traits in a character. And the troon calls him and the other characters in the project their children
I still cling to hope for Insecurity but damn thats already a sign that it will end up in the shitter
>>384303 >>384305 is it a conscious effort to rip off the worst part of TADC or are troons just predisposed to that particular brand of self-insertion?
>>384299 >NEW DEVELOPMENT: [REDACTED] has been apprehend by police after a citywide car chase that injured 7. Upon being forced into a police vehicle he was reported shouting "You f%&@*in' piggies. Don't you realize that America loves its celebrities? I'll be out in-" he was cut off after forcing officers to club him with a nightstick for resisting
>>384303 It's one of the 'Top' Murder Drones Fan Projects. MD Insecurity alongside MD Strays
I was hopeful for Strays until the creator stated he's changing the canon and character dynamics so one of his ships (eNVUzi) is canon in his project. Also making one of his characters lesbian for no reason except to have Yuri in his series, like a yuritard.
Now with Insecurity they have a Troon on the writing team who is injecting his negative traits into one of the characters and has the powers to contribute in the writing of the project
>>384335 It would take one person who actually wants to do a fan project and has the time to corral a bunch of cats. And typically the people with those skills don't have the time for unpaid projects.
>Be me, asleep >There is Y in my dream "Remember honey, drones vork better vhen impaled on dick" >Y and her squad proceed to run a train on me What did Liam Vickers mean by this?
>>384345 >Fugging the Nog results in Manager Beretta firing you for taking away his innocence >If you have a favor and use it to fug the Nog, you can find him crying to SMG about (You) feeding him sausage
>>384337 This is the real issue, there's probably more than enough skilled people just within /md/ to work a project like that but a project as the name implies requires a lot of commitment. For most people that can't be something given away for free, it requires you drop other things and turn your focus exclusively onto the project. Even if a person is passionate enough to do that without a salary they still need to eat and pay for utilities at a bare minimum.
Lets say you had a core team of 5 people, all skilled and all capable of working together with zero interpersonal issues (unlikely). Say you want your project done in one year, and that you wanted these people to work on it constantly for that whole year. The average person's monthly living expenses fall between $3000-5000. Lets call it $4000/mo per person per month. Thats $240,000 just to keep those people in food and rent and utilities, and they would all have to give up most luxuries, not take trips, not eat out, not get sick or injured, and have zero responsibilities to take care of other people like relatives or children.
>>384352 Starting a patreon or kickstarter is easy and costs nothing, getting people to actually donate it is a completely different proposition, plus there could be some legal issues with making money off of a fan project based on an IP that doesn't belong to the fan team. I think all things being equal Liam himself probably wouldn't mind, but I think Glitch would probably have an issue with someone trying to raise a quarter of a million dollars for a Murder Drones project that they didn't license. Now thats not a definite problem because it would have to be worked out before even starting, I know some fan projects have been able to fundraise and even make profit off of IPs that didn't originally belong to them and had either silence or actual approval from the original rights holder, on the other hand I've also heard of fan projects getting legally nuked before they could even start.
>>384356 NSFW artists for Murder Drones and I'm pretty sure the Insecurity team have their own patreon. So unless Glitch magically decides to be an asshole that doesn't seem like a threat. You can get money for doing small comms or a chance to put your glup shitto in the background
>>384357 True! From what I have seen Glitch is not on the litigious end for publishers, in keeping with their original goal to help indies instead of shitting on them. Still, I imagine it wouldn't pay to just assume that one could fundraise, market, and sell a fan game without asking first. I wouldn't for example want to gather all the people together, spend the time workshopping an outline with them, and launch the fundraising campaign only to be the first asshole to get an email from Glitch Legal.
>>384131 Compelling & cute stuff, thank you based writefren!
>>384134 Going off what you've teased to be planning, I'd personally say that either Amy or Hope would work best (although if you wanted to be brave and/or funny, Buckety could also unironically work if given enough creative liberty)
>>384354 If you fugged the Nog you wouldn't be paying child support Anon >The Jox is faking it >She just picked up a random animal in the Solver Burgor labs
So about what percentage of Tessa's dumpster friends do you think were secretly down bad for her and trying to work up the nerve to tell her their feelings?
>>384333 I’m surprised there was never something as basic as a collaboration comic here. Every artist/drawfags just picking a page to draw and bounding off each other
>>384350 I could do a little bit every day and build up the project gradually, but the problem is that I have absolutely no talent. I’d love to work on a fan project, but, like all the other anons, I want it to be a good one. You don't get points just for showing up.
OK, I didn't save the original Maya greentext I wrote, I just remember the basic premise. Sorry for the delay in posting, I'll try and update the greentext as I have time, some important events IRL moved up in the schedule so writing and drawing and all other hobby activities will have to go mostly on hold. Still, will put out what I can now.
Part 2/? >Anon trudged through the deserted city street, makeshift aluminum and fishing wire snow shoes crunching softly in the one part asbestos, one part ash, one part actual snow. >An equally makeshift sled made of compression board slats and welded polymetal extrusion pipes hushed along behind him. >The haul so far had been relatively poor, the sled was stacked with a handful of the tough flat-pack solid state batteries that could be removed from flipped over cars or pulled from the backup power boxes in the basements of most residential buildings, and one large fuel cell about the size of a beer keg stripped from a broken down city bus. >much of outpost 3's civilian sector having been stripped decades ago when the partial core collapse had wiped out 95% of the colonys population outright, trapping the remaining humans in cryostasis where most of the rest would perish. >Today he had decided to strike out further, in spite of the extremely hazardous environment. He often felt he had little left to lose and his sense of adventure was stronger than his sense of self-preservation. >The destination was an industrial complex, set about ten miles away from the main colony city. Four days worth of food and water, plus a salvaged water purifier, stove, and a self-inflating pressure tent that was more patches than original were needed just to get there, dig around for a day or two and come back. >Realistically he didn't expect to find much, but he'd been needing a change of scenery and some peace and quiet, Worker Drone socializing was intensely tiring for him and immersion in their growing colony only made the loss of everything he had known more acute. >A shadow flickered overhead, much too big to be a bird even if any terrestrial creature could breath the noxious frozen air, it was gone even as he tilted his head up >Above him, just over the rooftop level, five glowing eyes watched the lone human >Fluttering batlike wings cupped, air rushed in a hiss as the creature stooped and plunged down to land in a great puff of noxious snow just a few meters away >Anon had been expecting the "attack" and already raised one arm to block the flurry from clouding up his respirator's face shield >"Aaaack! Maya! I thought I said to cut that out! You know how hard it is to clean this crap off if it gets into the lining of the suit?" >Maya stretched where she landed, catlike, spine bowed in an improbably sharp angle, clawed toes digging into the concrete beneath its layer of frost, the scarlet fans of her wings stretching straight up, fingerlike spars bending back before furling as she stood >"Sorry 'non, its just boooring out here. Are you really serious about WALKING a whole day just to get to that factory?" >"Yes, theres bound to be some real jumbo fuel cells left out there, the colony is gonna need power storage like that once Khan and the eggheads get the grid power back on again." >Maya snorted, an impressive feat for a creature with no apparent nostrils >" 'an how long do you reckon that'll take?" >"Idunno, it is a long stretch from doors to repulsor-pinch stellarator reactor physics but its gonna happen someday. We've only got one ship with a working C+ drive but it is going to eat through our fuel stores eventually, we're going to need central power to refine any more. Hey, speaking of Marcy, is that a twang I detected? You picking up her goofy accent?"
>>384397 Honestly, I don't remember that green at all, which is almost impossible, since I come here every day to read. Anon, are you sure you actually posted it?
What if we put solver sapiens in the machine that turns them into a random kind of drone? What if we cloned them first so we can have a system where anons pay to get a random dronified solversap?
>>384402 >Y >Downgrades stay the same or turn her into a grunt >1:1 can spit out the boY >Upgrades into sentinel Y >You can then upgrade sentinel Y into worker drone Y (she can no longer be unemployed)
>>384188 >she could only hide and pull levers Seriously what else was she supposed to do? Not her fault that she doesn't get Lizzy plot armor, remember that with Alice absent the Sentinels that everyone claims 'could have done it on their own' all got killed by V. What was different in V's fight against the Sentinels compared to prior DDs, she was not the first one to know how bootlooping works, otherwise nobody could have smeared warnings about the light. The only different factor here is Alice being absent to take V's core quickly, so V could regen and win. >arrogance Can't blame arrogance here, Alice doesn't know everything about the solver and failure to assume AS its lf posessing Uzi is no fault since her methods worked on everything before, the limited footage she had of SolverNori and her talk of yellow eyes indicate her considering yellow WDs to be Nori specific. Alice was caught because she was distracted and getting off to watching Sentinels hunt N and Tessa the human, but in the end nothing she could have done mattered since ultimately Cyn herself was there and would get past one way or another, Uzi making herself available for posession was a lucky opportunity since it allowed Cyn to keep her Tessa guise intact for a while longer. Without Uzi overstraining herself to stop Alice Cyn would have been caught in the office, either when sentinels keep attacking her or when V and Uzi remain captive and N is about to become reduced to a core, she needed him intact enough so she drew the line at this. Alice's capability for improvising in order to keep the labs' mission intact a further 20 years, improving herself and creating a bebe are highly competent
Would you rather spend the rest of your life with >Pavo and Fempavo, Pavo can get boy preggers and both want at least 10 kids >41 Worker drone sized DD Js, their small size means they are super hyper active but they are not as endearing as Joblins >12 Worker drone Vs but they have her DD personality + 12 DD V but they have her worker drone personality, all Vs are nymphos and thirst for your blood, the DD's are fully armed and have no clue how to use their weapons
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>>384420 >local Anon found crushed, drowned under tidal wave of SD splooge >early reports indicate a sexual misadventure, his Sentinel husband forgetting to point his "tool of destruction" away during the act >"he gay" - official Coroner's statement