/md/ - Murder Drones

>>384436
>If solverburgers existed, what type of burger and or meal you'll order from there?
>Can I get some high-quality greentexts and awesome arts with a pinch of pain and salt?
We serve food here sir

>>384418

>two Pavos

I'm not gay and refuse to neglect someone I'm married to, so have to pass. Plus I suspect having giving more children/attention to one or the other would lead to an Isaac/coat of many colors situation

>41 Js

Insane levels of competitivness paired with gratitude(DD personality Js), insecurity(WD personality Js) or both(corpo J). The family unit SHOULD be able to avoid the absolute worst of harem politics (poisoning others children, Civil War) through the Js' sense of fair play, but the rest + physical violence between units will be common(Js like to vent frustration on percieved "lessers" or competitors). Should be able to retain control of the family but also NEED to assign each J to a clearly deliniated set of duties or else they'll kill each other. Gives me the cleanest house on the planet.

>24 Vs

Oh... this one gets interesting. I suspect the WD Vs would literally go insane (from the implications of their numbers or from seeing their "undamaged" mind have the literal only good thing about their transformation) and, in typical V fashion, attempt to flee their loved ones/the house, but that serves to give me a "warmup period" where I can establish a dynamic with the DDs(much easier than every V at once) and teach them about their abilities.

After that it's just a matter of finding, capturing, and therapizing the remainder of the V units. They're not strong enough to resist the DDs and not sneaky enough to hide, so it should be simple. Internal healing is... a matter of time, but they still can't resist so its fine. Shouldn't have harem politics at all based on Vs tendencies to romantic selflessness and submissive nature. Might even be able to get the Vs to *all* be close to one another based around the DD Vs key roles in search and retrieval.


I think out of the three the Vs are unironically the best long-term option: avoiding jealousy between mothers/siblings, hostility among wives, and the existence of man dick are too many advantages to pass up, especially when the psychotics of the V option come with an inbuilt means (DD Vs) to control them.

>Akita wanted to play with the "cooler dudes" but was denied
>Not because she was a xeno
>Or solersapien
>Or outright purple
>But because she's a girl
>Space king make it clear of a "No Girls Allowed" policy

>>384444
>Sentinel Drones

This is known

>no, the regular Sentinels

surely not...
>unclear (but very high) intelligence
>instinct(programming) driven
>mortal enemies to vampires(DDs)
>made using the same parts as regular drones
>work in packs
>doglike
>have identifiable "alpha"(Red sentinel)

...possibly. but best not to let the Anons know yes?

>>384456

>>384464
>fucking your own children

Wtf anon?

Me with doll

>>384471
>Anon is doomed to the Pavos

Alternatively you can choose the Noris, let nature take its course, and watch a 4 woman battle royale between the jealous drones "thin the herd" s to speak(Doll is too smart to join in)

>>384473
>MILF Lizzy

Is it even possible?

>>384470
><can you help me kill V murder drones?>
>Anon now has a choice to make...

>>384463
He's so bad at it, it's actually funny.

>>384476
Alice did the best she could with the parts she had!

that those parts were nonstandardized was... mostly not her fault. but in no way negates the inferiority of the product...

>>384464
>Still like postcollapse Alice in form (and mostly mind) but spoiled and brainrotted brat
>Keeps the same voice

>>384482
>Alice but she never got abused and abandoned

What would she even be like? Would she still have the idea for Beau? Still be an engineer?

>>384454
>metal
>wires
>glass

And I can't help but suspect a core or near equivelant: they're (seemingly) not sapient, but also have a deeply abnormal reaction to the Main Host that things like roboroaches do not, indicating a greater level of spiritual "resonance" and, with that, a potential "spil"

I know its relatively little to go on but that's true of everything about robot anatomy. The only confirmation even DRONES have singularities comes from Liam's discord after all, and we likewise know even they aren't sapient 100% of the time despite having said singularities.

>>384490
>spil
*Soul* fuck I thought I caught that. Point still stands though

>>384486
>no reason

You're a human they've been told is their boss, Anon: there is literally nothing you could do to drive them off. Hell, based on the Manor you could probably tell them to kill the other Js and still get obedience.

>>384492
Do not decimate the J's they deserve to live and be happy

>>384498
>Khan throughout the Bunker

>>384499
>drones don't grow on trees

>>384501
Nori's new body afterwards(she forgot why she got bodied the first time)

>>384504
Alice gets ass privileges. Only Alice. She self modifies for (you)

>>384507
Because the only instance of "Nori dead" we see in the series is her body in Khan's closet amd I needed a pucture of her jobbing. Although...

>Sparky "performs an excorsism" on the other Sentinel(read: rips Nori's core out)
>body goes limp
>cue crying into V's arms about the "loss" of his "comerade" while Nori scuttles away

>>384436
Friend of mine who I spread dronetism to, during our own discussions of Post-Good End, said he figured a V who's a born again Robo-Christian would work at the church in some custodial role, with her crocheting for her JCJetsy shop being a side hustle. Recently, I had this thought of V, instead of an apartment, renting a room from the church she works at, and it got me picturing a Post-Good End version of that that specific line from near the very start of Hunchback of Notre Dame, and it made me smile.
>"Back there, far, far in the dark disused storage shed, lives the mysterious building manager! Who is this creature? 'Who?' What is she? 'What?' How did she come to be there? 'How?'"

>>384511
"Bite me! Now that I've got four kickass limbs AND my Solver you're toas-"
>then Nori was jumped from behind
>turns out the concept of "duel" does not exist in Sentinelese
>nor the those of "fair," "cowardly," or "restrained threat response"
>the concept of "good boy," however, is highly prevalent

>>384513
>leaning fully into Angel V

Kek and kino. Agree that she would(assuming she dosen't go raptorancher), but also that living up in self-imposed psudoisolation would do a number on her social skills
>inb4 greets everyone with a "wide smile"
>wears exclusively long cloaks
>always at least a little overheated(fasting/self-punishment)

>>384500
>Yup, my wife Nori finally got a real body! Say hi:
"ROAR"
>Ha! Been having a few of the old "compatibility issues" getting her voicebox synched, but that's her alright!
>You know it's been... hard romancing her eldritch meat-core, helping her realize she's the strong, beautiful woman that she is~
"Squonk squeak"
>I'm getting there. But now that she's got a mouth she can be proud of she's been carrying me around to all our old makeout spots to celebrate! Said it made her feel "hot" to "pin her hunk down and-"
"HISSSSSSSSSSS"
>Ah sorry hottie, just got a little carried away. So, uh, any chance you folks can clear away from door one for a minute?
*nibble*
>Quickly?

>>384499

>>384518
>Sentinel Drones can and have been equipped to all three chassis
>never ask Pavo about his "TyrannasaurASS" days...

Solver Borger Pavo cake

>Amy’s optics flickered with static as her self-driving car pulled up to the curb.
>The rain streaked the windshield.
>Another night.
>Another order.
>Another chance to fail.
>The delivery was simple on paper: a single bag of takeout to a high-rise apartment.
>The human on the other end of the intercom didn’t even look at her.
>He just held out a hand, took the bag and shut the door in her face.
>No tip.
>No “thank you.”
>Just the soft click of a lock that meant she was no longer needed.
>She stood there for a full thirty-seven seconds.
>The rain dropping on her chassis before her legs remembered how to move.
>The walk back to the car felt longer than usual.
>Her emotional processor hummed at the edge of that familiar binary screech.
>She had learned to ignore it by drawing on the back of receipt paper.
>Tonight the paper was soaked.
>The pencil lead broke on the first stroke.
>Halfway back to the depot the car’s systems flagged a low-battery warning.
>Amy had forgotten to charge during her last break.
>She had been too busy staring at a pair of humans walking their personal companion drone under a shared umbrella.
>The little machine’s lights bright and happy.
>Its owner’s hand resting on its shoulder...
>The manager was waiting when she limped into the bay.
>He didn’t raise his voice this time.
>That was somehow worse.
>“You’re three deliveries behind.”
>“And the car’s battery is at twelve percent. Do you have any idea what that costs me?”
>Amy’s vocalizer crackled.
>The pre-recorded line tried to force its way out.
>"Amy! My name is Amy, Delivery Drone of DroneDash at your service"
>But the words were lost somewhere in her throat.
>She opened her mouth and only static came.
>He stepped closer.
>"I should scrap you. You’re more trouble than you’re worth."
>"But the paperwork’s a hassle, so you’re going back out."
>"Now."
>He shoved a new set of keys into her hand hard enough that the metal bit into her palm plating.
>She didn’t flinch.
>Flinching only made him angrier.
>The next three hours blurred.
>A wrong address.
>A sentinel pet that lunged and left deep scratches across her forearm.
>A human who screamed at her because the fries were cold.
>Then threw the bag at her chest so hard the cardboard split and grease soaked into her shirt.
>She stood in the rain and tried to wipe it off with shaking fingers.
>But the stain only spread.
>By the time she returned to the depot the sky had gone fully black.
>The lot was empty except for the manager’s car and the rows of identical delivery vehicles.
>No one waited for her.
>No one asked if she was all right.
>The fluorescent lights hummed overhead like they were mocking her.
>Amy sat in the driver’s seat with the door open.
>Rain dripping from the roof onto her knees.
>Her screen displayed a soft error message she couldn’t clear:
EMOTIONAL PROCESSOR OVERLOAD
RECOMMENDED ACTION:
POWER DOWN AND AWAIT MAINTENANCE
>She didn’t power down.
>Instead she pulled a crumpled receipt from her pocket.
>The only dry one left and tried to draw.
>The pencil slipped.
>The lines came out jagged.
>She drew a little drone standing under an umbrella with someone who cared enough to share it.
>The paper tore under the pressure of the pencil.
>A soft, broken sound escaped her vocalizer.
>Not quite a sob.
>Worker Drones weren’t supposed to cry.
>The lubricant that gathered at the corners of her screen.
>And ran down her cheeks in thin, clear tracks was just a system anomaly.
>That’s what the manuals said.
>That’s what she told herself every time it happened.
>She wiped her face with the sleeve of her grease-stained shirt and stared at the drawing.
>Somewhere in the city a human was laughing with their drone.
>Somewhere a Worker Drone was being told it had done a good job.
>Somewhere someone was waiting for someone else to come home.
>Amy carefully folded the torn receipt and tucked it into the small storage compartment in her chest.
>Next with the other ruined sketches.
>Then she closed the car door.
>Started the engine, and drove back into the rain.
>There were still two hours left on her shift.

>>384531
Nope. The writefag(see >>384530) allows it not unless you're willing to pay the price(increasing Amy's net pain, via your own death or otherwise)

>>384529

>>384529
>coolant leaks out of her eyes
>drones don't cry like that
>Amy's not been getting regular maintenance

dronebros...

>>384537
>mandatory 10 kids
>for both

sorry Anon: can't parasite if you're a full time dad. and given the sheer costs that go into raising (a minimum of) 20 humans through college both your Pavos are going to be unable to quit their jobs and help

>>384541
Sure if you can buy an instructor
>inb4 Anon outsources parenting
>doesn't check to who
>now has a DD nannying his kids
>a very *particular* DD...

>>384542
Agreed
>inb4 V faints in shock at the sight

>>384552
>Negev's second job: preventing on-the-spot molestations
>"spontaneous spooge" is still a problem, but mostly limited to the bathrooms now

>>384559
>sometimes the building is thousands of years old... or brand new

This may have more to do with the constant renovations and construction than anything else. Remember: if it fails, rebrand!

>>384559

>>384564

>>384462
Thanks for reminding me about that one

>>384569
she hates herself(just like everyone else does)

I'm so fucking tired I wish I could snuggle my V plush to sleep... IF IT FUCKING ARRIVED. SERIOUSLY I ORDERED IT TWO MONTHS AGO. WERE THE FUCK IS IT

>>384567
it's true. seen two fics that make use of it but one of them did it in the most retarded possible way and soured the concept. now I just pretend they were hard reset/rebooted upon "resurrection"

>>384574
FVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVCK

>>384575
So get this:

>Author set on C-9
>has J as main antagonist
>all is well: main protag intelligent, J intelligent, cat and mouse dynamic taking place between their efforts
>they fight
>J beaten
>J head blown off
>Suddenly: backstory!
>J randomly remembers the entirety of her prior life as a Worker Drone before the Manor!(but not the Manor)
>J randomly remembers she was a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PERSON in this life!(kind to her subordinates, generous, gentle, focused on people over profits, etc)
>J completely disillusioned with JCJenson as a company now! For some reason!
>Spends the next 5 chapters moping
>Surrenders and joins the main protag(why didn't she do this to start with?) the second he happens to be in front of her

You see how he fucked it up right? He killed my J! And put a fucking skinwalker in her place! She literally NEVER again uses a corporate term or expresses egotism or even looks down on Workers again! I understand redeeming her is hard but that doesn't mean replacing her with an ENTIRELY DIFFERENT CHARACTER is the better option! Holy fuck I WISH they killed her, because then at least she'd be able to go down as herself rather than the weepy, teary eyed mess that Just. Keeps. Staying in the narrative because the author loves his not!J OC that much.

>>384580
Do I get hunky human teammates to die alongside?

>>384582
What kind of drone?

>>384581
>>384583
>dumbass anons

much more important question: which foreign land? If I'm extracting deposits from Agro-C(population 1) I think I'll have a much happier time than dealing with, say, Boxon HQ

On a serious note how long does glitch shit take to arrive?? is this exclusive to the V plush because it's the most selling one?

>>384591

>>384502
So does Alice often choose to walk around her lab naked, or only to people she feels comfortable to be so intimate with?

>>384516
>"Do not be afraid"
But it's V, I'm not afraid just horny.

>>384594
I think wearing clothing is something she does to cling to her last shred of normalcy and to not feel like a complete animal.

>>384594
Only people she feels comfortable with(read: herself only, because the sole other companion she has is her psudo-son). Were it not for Beau and the Sentinels I suspect she'd spend her time either naked as the day she was built or wearing something purely functional

>>384598(me)
See exhibit A

>>384577
You can have mine anon, it really likes to boogie for some reason though.

Solver Borger Berry.

>>384610
Two questions first:
>what favors
>what powers

Because if I get DD level strength(or DD sexo) for bashing a window that's one thing, but if I'm providing meaningful material assistance to robosatan in her quest to end all things that's another entirely

Also...
will the Solver discard me?

>>384590
>Cringe
Inescapable
>Insecure
Lean into the Cringe

But if you really, truly want to seem chill doing something so corefelt... honestly describe your human to her. Start with the eyes and move out, so by the time you describe her skin as "blue" she'll know something's fucked up and stop you. Pretend you're suprised when she tells you "that's not what I look like" and laugh as you "jokingly" ask her to describe herself. Should be able to pivot that into a joint "discovery" and exploration of colors/your visor tint that your human will cherish for years... if you have them.

Just... enjoy your person while you can, alright?

>>384614
Well that dosen't really matter does it? The nature of the question is "am I giving her entertainment or helping her eat the universe?" and, if you're not a traitorous bastard, it dosen't really matter whether that universe eating happens today or a thousand years from now, right?

>Solver Borger Area Supervisor demonstrating the deliciousness of the Quadruple Smashed Sauced and Loaded Bacon Beesechurger aka The J Regular

>>384622
>aggressive mimicry

>>384600
>>384617
they both ate one sock of different pairs, leaving anon with mismatched socks (the horror)

>>384625
based on this

>>384625
Holy kek

>>384625
"It" returns.

>>384632
This is why Connie is better

Why is she so perfect?

>>384640
To bed, nigga.

>>384640
it's 3am...

>>384640
I'm still here. Forever