Ruling the threads with Cyn Wonderful Booru: https://dronebooru.co Wheel of numerous OCs: https://wheelofnames.com/z8q-2mf Wheel of altering modifiers: https://wheelofnames.com/4h8-fyf The wiki inside the really fantastic Booru: https://dronebooru.co/wiki_pages/original_character The actual separate Wiki: https://wiki.dronebooru.co/wiki/Main_Page Last thread: >>388124
Reposting >Be me, Anon. >The world has been dead for years. >Most animals are gone. >Meat is basically a myth. >There's a little food stall near the settlement. >Mostly fruits, plant based and whatever. >Unfortunately, I am one of those assholes who fucking hate vegetables. >I saw a small drone gurl in front of me. >I asked her: >"Do you have anything with meat?" >"No." >"Something that used to be meat?" >"No." >"Meat-flavored meat?" >"Anon." >"It was worth asking." >She sighs and goes back to ssorting the berries boxes. >I complain again >“I'd kill for a burger.” >She suddenly stops and looks at me. >"A burger?" >"Yeah." >"With meat?" >"Obviously." >She went silent, then gives me the biggest and strangest little smile I ever seen. >"I can make you one." >Ten minutes or thirty later. >She finally comes out. >Holding a wrapped burger but she looks exhausted. >Making one burger shouldn't be this tiring. >I notice there's a fresh bandage under her sweater. >"Don't ask." >"Please just try it." >I take a bite >"Holy shit, it's real meat." >"The actual fucking juicy salty good stuff." >“Do you like it?” >“Yeah.” >But then that aftertaste. >Like strawberries and mushrooms. >I stare at her. >"Where did you get this?" >She slowly pulls up her sweater. >My brain refuses to process what I'm looking at. >Beneath it, part of her organic body has been cut away. >Already starting to grow back
>sentinel drone N is a distant father that always treats you like you're going to become a monster >sentinel drone V thinks that making you think she hates you will keep you safe, no different from murdoid V >sentinel drone J is a hyper competent workaholic to the point she has little to no relationship with you and only knows that A: she has a son. B: his name is Anon.
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>>389043 >inb4 what is growth? >what is strenth? >what is virtue? >what is learning from your mistakes?
taking the Jpill dosen't mean EVERYONE changes for the worst anon. some of us still believe in personal improvement(at least physically and mentally. economy is... not something I can change)
>Losing consciousness after your drone wife drinks too much of your blood! >Getting cuddled while unconscious from blood loos! >Getting your lost blood replaced with nanites when your drone wife notices you are pale as a sheet of paper and not breathing that much!
>>389058 Actually it's the opposite, and now she gets a admin permission request popup whenever you try to do anything more complex than breathing or love bombing her
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>>389060 Sorry but that would mean Y is competent. We can't have that so she finds a way to fuck things up somehow. >>389059 It's still a synthetic component. Ergo you don't get a juice box this recess.
Image:179055466814.png(74kB, 755x1220)serial designation n and fem_n (murder drones) drawn by itanon - 4c199302033bb435eb80192bc71e3d27.png
>>389055 >Getting your lost blood replaced with nanites when your drone wife notices you are pale as a sheet of paper and not breathing that much! She had to make up for it one way or another, and nanite milk is just too delicious to refuse.
>>389061 >Y goes back to sleep >Permission for Anon to sleep >Permission for Anon to get up and take a piss >Permission for Anon to dream about Y >Permission for Anon to mumble in his sleep >And so on for 8 hours >Y did not sleep that night
>>389074 Just did, hence my original remark. Funny how both of them are V stans. Did she just get left out of dating for not being emotionally available again?, heh....
>>389075 >Just did, hence my original remark Hence she's not a dyke. >spoiler V denies herself happiness because she knows she'll simply do something horrible again.
>>389078 >Polycules are gay as fuck but I'm cool when it's polygyny, Inshallah >I am very sexist. Cool story ovary depository but it's bisexual at best.
>>389079 Oh no, she will make him watch Naruto filler! >>389080 >ovary depository hahahaha what >Also polygymy a shit. Get better taste. I take that you're more into spitroasting a poor little brat(asked for it), I can respect that, even if it's not my cup of tea.
>>389083 >hahaha what Clocked. Unless you're a tranny. Which also wouldn't surprise me. >I take that you're more into spitroasting a poor little brat(asked for it), I can respect that, even if it's not my cup of tea. No. I'm not that degenerate. >He says, dicking about on a containment board for a webshow.
>>389097 >What does wanting to correctively rape lesbians have to do with men who think they found a cheat code to make lesbians want to be correctively raped?
>>389102 Drones aren't real, anon. >>389101 Maybe when Nori had her chassis destroyed. But she got her mother back (presumably permanently) at the end of the show so...such a thing would have been very short lived.
>>389109 (me) As much as I think Nori still being alive was a spur of the moment decision by Liam, I think she was always going to still be around in some capacity. Just feel in my got that she was most likely going to still be around as a ghost. Hmm... >timeline where Nori's still around as a ghost instead of still being alive >becomes Doll's mentor, to help her adjust to being a ghost now >Doll moves in with the Doormans >Nori and Doll doing a group photo with their own mangled corpses (Nori is giving hers bunny ears)
>>389111 >Nori making Doll her protegee to honor Yeva Do you think she cared when she knew they were killed?, it seems that they had some kind of solidarity in that flashback.
>>389113 I think she cared, but seeing Uzi and her fanclub have a snowball fight and V be worse at chess than a literal animal was more important than showing us any unironic, completely sincere, laff-free humanity from the characters.
>>389045 >Sentinel Uzi fully expects you to blast a kamehameha as soon as you can walk >Sentinel Lizzy uses you for clout and then fucks off until she needs you for social media again >Sentinel Thad is a cool dad, but a cool dad doesn't mean a good father
>>389136 >Dorn pattern Worker Drone >Larger and bulkier than stock >Designed for demolition and heavy-duty construction work, possibly for military applications that never fully emerged >As durable as they are powerful >First models had no bottom plate for some reason, their internals were exposed, but this was swiftly corrected >All are some level of autistic
>Squad E-R-S deploys to a fringe exoplanet with an incredibly slow rotation, taking approximately 9156.8 Earth hours to achieve a single rotation >For practical & 'legal' reasons, Corporate mandates that all squads must perform and scale all calendar-dependent activities in accordance to Planetary Local Time rather than Coordinated Universal Time >The good news is that S has a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to celebrate a Graham Cracker Monday that'll effectively last for over one whole Earth year >The bad news is that the squad touched down planetside on a Tuesday, meaning the Graham Crackers S brought along will be expired long before Monday comes back around
>>389045 >>sentinel drone J is a hyper competent workaholic to the point she has little to no relationship with you and only knows that A: she has a son. B: his name is Anon. >Sorry anon but loving you wasn't in my contract.
>>389157 >Unfortunately her progeny is as business autistic as her. >"Page 134, article R, section 3. You are required to provide emotional support during and up to adolescence, which you have unfortunately lacked. As I see it I am owed at least 16 years of back payment, though I'm sure we can negotiate interest rates."
>>389158 >TFW you’ve been following a case for six months, and the only thing both sides have agreed on so far is that the absence of a bedtime hug classifies as a "low-level breach of contract."
Yes. Arguably even moreso than before she faced "living as a Normie" for years. Does CFL Nori look like she cares how she fucks up her loved ones lives?
>>389168 >she fucks up her loved ones lives What, she just busts Alice's chops, that's what friends do! (Nori is too autistic to understand she's bullying Alice)
>>389176 >put your finger against Pidge's display and push her down >your finger is dutifully slobbered on and sucked before she lets you withdraw it >she traces the bulge of Pidge down her throat with one of her own fingers as she swallows before opening her mouth wide to show you that Pidge is all gone
>>389157 Interspecies reviewers demons work that way. They follow the letter of the contract 100%. Including marriage vows. So if you swear to "make her happy" she will be demanding, but if you "want us both to be happy" she will be a loving wife.
If you get married innthe. hurch of the goddess you and your spiuce are made 100% compatible, no matter what. We are shown a normal human guy marry a salamander girl and when it was time to kiss he braced for the heat, but nothing happened, he was now immune to the fire and heat she makes. (slamanders burn hot enough that can use them as a living grill).
And at the end of the chapter we are shown a single page with an ogre and a fairy next to eachother in bed and the fairy is thinking "how the hell did it fit?!"
>>389209 They're not that expensive come on, plus you have something cool on your shelf. I have real reasons to be in financial regret, I bought ARK Survival and all DLC for it, and I'm still coping and seething
>Hyperdrone godwYfe! >She must roll 2d6 before using her powers! >If she rolls doubles she thinks her head is going to explode! >Since her thoughts become reality this is true! >Your lifes are linked due to some magic bullshit she pulled! >You now have to calm Y down before both of you pop like balloons!
good news! (You) get to choose where the new Murder Drones™ spinoff will be set! GLITCH says it's gotta be "set on a planet that somehow escaped the solver's notice" that's "totally unlike Copper-9" but other than that you've got free rein to do anything that'd fit into the universe. well, what have you got?
>>389229 Mars, it will focus on the lives of Drones and Cyborg humans that worship machines. The solver didn't go to mars because it was too much of a bitch
>>389262 Play warhammer, have someone to paint models and terrain for warhammer with, talk about grog warhammer rules and lore. Have someone for reliable RPG sessions (1 player+ GM is actually really fun). Cuddle.
BUY THE LORDS OF THE SOLVER DLCS FOR 25.99 FOR EACH INDIVIDUAL LORD! BUY THE POWERCREEP OR GET DESTROYED BY OVERPOWERED UNITS AND LORDS YOU CAN'T ACCESS WITHOUT THE DLCS!
>>389262 I’d have my drone fly me places. I’d also like to observe him or her. I’d be really curious how they think and what they do during the day. I’d would also be nice if they’d do some of the chores I don’t like doing. There isn’t much I want to do with a drone, it would be nice to sleep with one but that depends on the temperament of the drone. If my drone didn’t enjoy cuddling or sleeping together I won’t do it even if I’d want to. The logistics of owning a drone are interesting too, do they get thier own room? Would they want one? What would my drone do when they go outside on their own? Can they get driver’s licenses? Would people try to steal them so they can sell them to llm companies? If they were a solver drone do they go to the gas station to buy gasoline or motor oil to drink? Do they get an allowance to spend on stuff every month, some tech idiots do that with their llms? What will the government do when they find out I’m living with a sci fi killer robot armed with lasers and rockets? Would I get fined, would we be left alone because we aren’t doing anything and they don’t want to provoke a killer robot? This goes for sentinel drones too, but you’d exchange sociopathic behaviours for more ptsd. Would they even want to live with me? I’m just assuming they are from another dimension or from the future? Is the solver real can we kill it with nuzi porn? What if they see the drone porn folder? What if they are disgusted? What if they read the maintainance greens I’ve written? What if they were impacted by my greens? Would they go after liam or other anons, for making their world and the solver? Would they get a job, if so what job? How would I deal with spare parts if they can’t regenerate? Etc
>>389269 When you're as much of a horny slut as Emily, every hole is the right hole. And when you're as much of a self-hating horny slut as Emily, every hole is the wrong hole.
>>389280 Is that a modified drone wearing an anime girl mask? Why does she have 5 fingers drones don’t have five fingers. Is it based on one of those 3d bimbo drones?
If your keet is getting too heavy, simply have her grow taller to better distribute her mass. >ripples start to form in anon's glass of water as distant booms become louder and louder Ah, my keetwife approaches.
Keeter's black hole would compress all excess matter into her singularity, enabling Keet to effectively(but not truly, as the central Solver no longer exists to connect to) store unlimited matter in her body: Keet could theoretically go for months or years without eating provided she has sufficient "buildup" beforehand
>also canon
Keet decides how big Keet gets and in what ways. So if she WANTS to go human sized or bigger, she can. Or perhaps, given her personality, if (you) want her to go human sized or bigger...
>>389262 Nothing. I’d hand over all the routine stuff, like cleaning, doing the dishes, and grocery shopping, to a drone, and spend my free time on useless bullshit.
>drone/human conflict >sentinelborn >Hoi4 Drones >GURPS Drones >economy drones >literally anything related to V
If anons don't post greens then it dosen't happen, and between RL stuff keeping our writefags busy and a the general(if misguided) sentiment of not "necro"ing ideas from earlier threads + the booru losses >>389302 mentioned and stuff loses momentum faster than it should.
>>389303 >GURPS Drones I will continue and post more, working on gurps autism is giving me inspiration to do stuff with my greens, also I only have 2 days left of my vacation and I want to finish painting some of my models
>>389303 I myself lack creativity and I can't come up with new concepts. I've aided in the creation of the solver princesses by explaining stuff, and I came up with the name seninelborn to categorize that sort of green.
>>389297 >>389299 >Me who will still write and draw for the next hundred years regardless of thread perception Locking tf in >>389303 Do you have any links? I'll try uploading them
>>389315 >Writefags relying on others to upload their greens has been a disaster for our community. So much content has been lost because of it. I want to stay anonymous though
>>389316 (nta) Plus if I only upload my stuff or only the stuff I like, I feel like I'm being selfish and controlling what sort of content is allowed to flourish in the threads.
>>389316 guys! we better put all our resources into doxxing random ass user uh.... let me roll a number real quick... uh huh... CYNENJOYER7! SUCH A RECOGNIZABLE NAME THAT WILL HUNT DOWN FOREVER!
>>389314 >Be Anton >Live in a loving, wholesome family of an old veteran and a sentinel drone >Father teaches you to be a man and supports your every endeavor, offering manly advice when needed >Mother gives you all the love imaginable and teaches you to respect life and find happiness in it >Your siblings love you and don't look down on you, even though they are sentinel drones and you're just a simple human >Life is good
>>389315 Honestly, I wouldn't have uploaded even half of my greens, because I find them excruciatingly buenoworthy, though the anons seemed to like them, judging by the replies.
>>389306 >mindbreak posting No I mean the actually interesting stuff
>what does she want? >how does she feel about her original life's purpose being complete? >what does she do with herself now that said goal is finished? >how does she feel about almost all her efforts working counter to said goal?(with Uzi being the one to accomplish it DESPITE V's best efforts) >what about Beau hit her so hard?(we rarely see her even half as sentimental as taking his hat would indicate) why dosen't that apply to other drones? >how does she feel about Nuzi? >how does she feel about J? >does she even believe she can be happy? >does she even want to exist
There's one solid point amongst the seas of shit the Emergencanons drop and that's that canon V is LOST. Nobody needs her, her mission is finished, and the persona she built around accomplishing said mission(rutheless, emotionally closed off psychotic) is now worse than useless.
V post canon has literally nothing in her life except "orbit Nuzi/Lizzy" and this is so obvious even the merch adds show it. But absolutely NOTHING we've made outside those two "robochristian?" and "raptor rancher" posts even comes close to addressing it!
There are interesting ideas involved with her damage/repair/failure to repair that beg to be pursued, but it just never happens for some reason, and I have no idea who what or why(be it dust's "there is no damage" or dustfag's "unrecoverable minbreak lol" is to blame for that.
>>389325 Measuring replies as a metric for greentext quality has always been a deeply flawed metric, considering how easy it is for something to get buried between the roughly 900 posts of an average thread.
>>389329(me) >>389327 I meant to reply to the Pluto post. >>389328 And the fact that anons don't scroll up, they don't read the end of last threads and they might not even reply even if the they like the green.
>>389328 NTA but one downside of writing for people in the message board format is that unless there are replies there isn't another direct feedback mechanism to judge your work by. For example, sometimes I will see people ask a writefag specifically to revisit an old greentext series or write about a character who hasn't gotten much fleshing out in a long time, the writefag will write, and the greentext gets maybe one or no replies, often the requests for updates will outnumber the replies to said update. Of course greens get buried all the time and reply density is partially dictated by people's schedules, but if a writefag spends a bunch of time on something and then nobody reacts to it at all I think its reasonable to assume there isn't any interest and they can move on to some other topic.
>>389334 You're certainly not wrong in that writing for message boards makes it significantly harder to positively gauge whether people are interested in particular works, let alone the number of people interested, when compared to sites like AO3 that actively track views as well as offering other ways for readers to express interest without needing to leave a comment.
>Be me,Anon. >I worked as a JCJENSON (IN SPAAAAACE!!!!) technician. >Drones are all I've ever known and seen. >I was assigned to this new planet for a "simple" maintenance check on a squad of worker drones. >I landed this morning. >The planet looks like Earth but with a lot of grass. >The warm wind brushing my hair. >It looks almost peaceful. >Almost... >The first things I noticed after stepping of my landing pod was this weird robo-dogs. >They didn't attack me,just watching. >Creepy... >The second thing I notice is this giant hole. >Wide open like a scar in the planet body. >Even from this distance, I can still see piles of limbs,cracked chassis and broken visors. >The rumors spoke that the soil cultivator are the most expendable of all. >Same bodies as normal workers. >Just a different role and shorter expected lifespan. >I check a squad of some newer units. >Doing the usual business and same routine. >Running diagnostics and maintenance work. >Not the best, but good enough for what I do for a living. >Decided to explore a bit. >I walk the edge of a strawberry field, the lines of plants seem to go on forever. >I noticed couple of drones ahead. >I stopped and watched for a while. >The machines getting worked on till batteries completely drained or can't stand it. >Then tossed in that pit. >Somewhere, I saw a SC-drone with designation SC-8993. >I don't know her or even she's still active. >I heard from the company that they already wrote her generation off. >Poor thing, I can’t just leave her there. >I adjust my tool pack and start walking towards the maintenance depot. >The wind still warm, but i feel a deep sadness buried here. >Simple assignment they said. >Yeah, right. 1/?
>>389324 She finds a combat simulation chamber (solverkind) Simon will join her eventually and they'll train to the point of becoming the most dangerous duo across the cosmos.
>>389314 >>389322 >pushes "family first" >pushes "family only" >sees others (drones & humans other than yourself + dad) as valueless: would not hesitate to kill them or encourage you to the same >ANY not family is untrustworthy: only valuble as tools to be used and discarded >good at hiding this >but not from family >only (you) and dad know why Drones dissappear >that she prefers her oil fresh...
I run salvage ops on an ocean planet, there's plenty to find ever since the war ended, even if a lot of it is still deadly. Recently, I found a sentinel drone, mostly intact with some crazy prototype weapons, at the bottom of the ocean in a wrecked habitat. Apparently, she'd been trapped down there for years. So that's all fine, mostly. Now and then she gets a weird smile on her face, and sometimes I hear her muttering about salvation and elegance? I guess years at the bottom of the ocean would make anyone a little goofy. I'm sure it's not a problem.
>Kelsey Day: nothing on poster but looks like Emily so we seem to mainly go off that >Dillan Hall: giant bitch >Angela Palmer: obsessed with The Office and uses it as a subsitute for having a personality >Lainey Gilmore: prankster So what, if anything, can we deduce about Kenzie Rivers from how her missing person poster says she was last seen talking about how much she loves having all her limbs and organs?
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>>389347 >mildly traumatized by the Murderbots lurking outside the windows >seriously why do they have windows? >essentially the anti-Lizzy: terrified of monsters, death, and dismemberment while eternally paranoid that she hasn't been torn apart yet. structures her entire life around avoiding/preventing her demise >sweet and somewhat protective if you manage to get past this(because YOU aren't a monster... right?) >died screaming "I KNEW IT!" as doll ripped out her limbs and organs
Being an Molli’s Playhouse fan and explaining to Plussies why finding the drones that could easily be interpreted as young adults cute doesn't make you Simon Scully:
>"she was just built short!" anon cries as the Police Sentinels take him away >they don't actually have legal basis to arrest him, but they think it's gross and they're Sentinels
Image:179063728773.png(18kB, 893x596)doll (original character and 1 more) drawn by privatedust - 194a8dbcc85ee945d2ee62e76ef5e44b.png
>>389351 >"not anymore" >he didn't die or anything, he's just not happy bro dates the MurderTortureTron500 >he's mentioned this >repeatedly >...they haven't talked in a while
>>389341 >I couldn’t stop thinking about that drone. >I kept seeing her designation in my head. >I waited until my local supervisor s clocked out. >Grabbed whatever necessary and headback to the field. >No sign of that red fatal error warning on her visor. >Just a dim pink glow flicker weakly. >There's still a chance. >I crouched down. >"Hey...you still with me?" >Her optics stuttering >A cracked voice emitting from her voice bix. >"...in-n-ncomp-plete..." >Her joints were stiffed with dried oil and dust. >I checked the main ports. >Barely any power left and several systems offline. >"I'm getting you of here." >She tried to stand but failed. >"I...m s-rry...I c-a-n still...I a-a-am...still...u-s-e-ful..." >I shook my head and picked her up as carefully as I could. >She was lighter than I expected. >I carried her back to my landing pod. >Not the most ideal but this could be my temporary workshop. >I cleared the main bench and started wth the basics. >I cleaned the joints, donated fresh oil into her system. >I replaced two cracked power units with whatever spares parts I had. >I ran a hard reset on her. >I really hope that I don't mess this up. >Her visor brightened. >Two pink optics focusing nd examining on me. >"…Why?" >"Because I assumed they were going to throw you in the Pit." >“And I don’t like wasting good drones.” >She looked down at her own hands. >Her fingers still trembling from residual system lag. >“I am… an obsolete model… SC-8993… previous unit SC-8992 already recycled… I do not understand why you would spend resources on me…” >I kept working >“Yeah, well. I’m bad at orders.” >She was silent for a long moment. >“…Thank you.” >I sat back on my chair >I looked at the half-fixed Soil Cultivator on my workbench >and at the warm green fields outside the open pod door. >My original assignment was supposed to be short. >But somehow inside, I already knew I wasn’t leaving anytime soon. >Days passed and somehow faster after this little accident. >I hought it can't get any worse but... >Her systems kept dropping offline without warning. >Sometimes a joint would be stuck and locked. >The power units I had just replaced started failing again. >Normal repairs weren’t enough anymore. >Her hardware was too old and too unsupported. >Guess that's what we get in recycling instead of updating. >My current diagnostic tools barely recognized half of her architecture. >Now I have to start learning code. >Spent the next sleepless nights hunched over my terminal in the pod. >Reading every JCJenson manuals i had in my storage. >Trial and error. >The first attempt was ugly and barely stable. >But it worked. >Sort of. >She woke clearer than before. >She still slow and still full of lag. >Her pink eyes focused on me one morning and she said: >"You look worse than I do." >I laughed tiredly once. >More glitches showed up fast. >Sometimes she would forget the last few hours we spent. >Sometimes a personality quirk would stretch too far or cut out completely. >Once she called me by a name that wasn’t mine and then went quiet for a long time, staring at nothing. >I never told her how much of her was still missing. >She tried to stay useful anyway. >Cleaned the pod when I was too buried deep in code to notice. >And wiping my tools clean. >Even still stiff and needing more oil every other day. >"I can still do small tasks." >"Please let me." >One evening I caught her standing at the open pod door, just watching the grass move in the wind. >She didn’t ask to go back to the fields. >But I could tell she wanted to be needed out there again. >We started taking breaks. >Playing simple games on an old tablet I had. >Nothing complicated. >Just something to pass the time without thinking about our failures. >Another day I found two thin metal rods and some line. >We walked to a quiet ditch past the edge of the strawberry field. >This planet has no fish. >We both knew it. >But we still sat there for almost an hour. >Lines in the water that never moved. >Her shoulder lightly against mine when the wind picked up. >“This is… inefficient.” >“Yeah.” >“But not unpleasant.” >I didn’t answer. >Just watched the empty drift. >By the end of the second week my hands had started shaking when I typed. >My eyes burned constantly. >I stopped keeping track of how little I slept. >She noticed but of course she did. >One night while I was still at the terminal she placed a cup of water next to the keyboard without a word. >Then went back to wiping the same clean surface again. >I kept coding and she kept trying to be useful. >Neither of us said out loud that the failures were happening faster. 2/?
Image:179063769197.png(111kB, 540x354)molly and molli (original character) drawn by potatosalad - 145ae0d8a9402bdfd6466a136a5a83d8 (1).png
>>389354 Molli deserves to have a family >inb4 making pills with Molli! >that are bigger than her! >driving Molli to impotent shortie rage! >getting mating pressed by her not so impotent drone strength! >making more pills!
Image:179063823028.png(3.85MB, 4096x4096)cyn, serial designation j, serial designation v, tessa james elliot, simon dustwell, and 5 more (original character and 2 more) drawn by privatedust - 91ff40e7655057262348c588213dd5a1.png
>>389363 >write my OCs >but not like that! >only green exactly in accordance with the special backstory I made in my head!(and never shared)
>>389367 >harvesting the other three for parts >after putting their cores in jars >until Simon asks her to move them to hamster balls, which she complies with
>>389370 >>389371 Nice instant samefag. Either way I should've specified which OC's I expected such reception with and with which OC's I did not. It was mainly the drone OC's for obvious reasons. Althought I kinda deviated away from that whole "look at this cool design guys. Now give 'em lore" thing and instead write the lore myself because the former is retarded and gay. Also bottom right is literally Katie (yes, the one from canon) incase anyone cares. >she's siblings with the guy on the top left >she's the community manager of P&D >she's also a skilled blades master. >>389374 Well he's from earth and protects it from the DD invasion along with his power suited buddies. That's pretty much it.
Image:179063894651.jpg(103kB, 637x963)alice (murder drones) drawn by j_apologist - 2f39ce44bdca10685b83371ace12e945 (1).jpg
>>389373 >J's legs >Lizzy's backplate >Doll's chest >Alice harvested only the BEST parts for her final form >the donors, meanwhile, get the honor of watching as she clangs her humie with them >he does nothing >it's... existence >at least, until robberAnon finds their cores one day...
>>389379 they sent to deal with DDs because they haev very powerful suits but Dds too overwhelming so they fight until the end until theres no hope left so they leave in an escape pod and get cryogenized then thawed by J after the events of MD then simon and v fuck and have a kid
Image:179063948811.png(423kB, 874x848)uzi doorman, serial designation n, serial designation v, nori doorman, and khan doorman (murder drones) drawn by unknown_artist - ba6b314730d4ca1c546916b8d34945d0.png
>>389380 >since Lizzy's core wouldn't survive removal, she gets off with needing to find a new backplate >she does get her bestie though >and this weirdo who sounds like she's her age but tries to act like she's older but also she's a robo-vampire so she's legit actually older than her even though she seems like she's her age
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>>389381 >Alice harvests cores >clangs Dusty one in front of them >Dusty one gives no fucks about cores >cores sad
>>389349 >My name is Notim Portant, what is important is what I'm not going to do >I just fucking hate this planet and the drones feasting on my cock >Kill my rones in my basement like bitch >Fight my way through town in a misanthropic rampage >Avoid sentinel drones and kill dds and humans >Go to the sewer to kill some mutants and to not get raped by sentinel drones >Kill mutants until they are killed >Want to get to power plant to blow up the planet >Fight my way through hordes of grunt drones and federation soldiers >Kill the most elite seninel drones doctor Holly has ever made >Reach the power plant overloading room >You have to have a drone to blow up the planet >Get clanged to death by sentinels
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>>389383 PolGYNY, Anon. Small change, Big difference
>>389391 Obviously lacking on male attention, more bonding time with her owner is strictly required. Or she will rot. Is it controversial to call them that way? Pets?, property?
>>389395 I geniuenly think you don't know what you're talking about. Open wide anon! The Office AU was an alternative universe created by Murder Drones threads prior to the release of Episode 5. Based on the original theory that disassembly drones had been created and manufactured by JCJenson, the Office AU took a more slice-of-life approach to the company and featured humans and drones interacting. A wide variety of characters originated in the Office AU, such as Serial Designation E, Serial Designation R, Serial Designation S, Serial Designation MG, Jamie, Toby, Abbas, Sophie, Security Carl, Henry, and many more.
>>389397 So did waifuism now people have wives. I don't like how the shift in terms makes it harder to separate fiction from reality. The whole point of a waifu was that she wasn't real but you were attached to her anyway, the attachment people have to characters that they reefer to as wives isn't as loose and not serious as it was with waifus.
>Lizzy performing a ritual to resurrect Doll only to fuck it up and become a permanent vessel for her bestie's ghost >guess they're gonna have to share
>>389403 >so... what's it like being inside- ><if you make a sex joke about Doorman I will break our all our phones> >Settle girl! just thought the centipede might be cool...
>>389405 (me) >>389403 >he almost wishes it was still "locked in a bunker besieged by vampires" times >at least then the weirdest shit he'd have to put up with was Uzi "Naruto running" through the halls biting her classmates
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>>389406 >in this episode of Murder Drones: Post Canon, Teacher tries to drag V off the murder wagon >Dollizzy beats herself >and Nuzi starts a search for Uzi's "missing brain" >tune in next time to Murder Drones: Post Canon for the exiting resolution!
>less time with each drone >less love for each drone >infighting inevitable >inherently defeats the point of marriage(mutual ownership) by making it a timeshare >inherently weakens the foundations of the relationship
Sure if I wanted concubines but I want DRONES: loved ones that love me in turn, and we both feel wholeheartedly comfortable in doing so. I don't want sexo when it comes(and it DOES always come) at the expense of fear and pain and the inevitable and unquestionable lie that you "love them the same" when that's something that has never happened and will never happen in the history of any relationship romantic or not. Sure it's fiction, but I can't suspend my disbelief THAT hard, especially when the author makes it clear(as they often do) that there obviously is a "first wife."
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>>389412 Isn't keeter some sort of ultimate lifeform or some shit and is able to keep herself in peak condition easily? Cause it would be cool if she could make herself more curvy if suggested.
>>389345 Hand the drone over to the authorities: they’ll be able to get him back on his feet, and the local pirates will be in for a world of hurt, while you’ll get paid.
>>389417 Listen kita can be my friend but she shouldn't try to be someone else to gain affection, she should find someone who will love her for who she is. Speaking of, there is an Anon that fucks a triceratops lady living next door, maybe we can kill the bitch (she is very rude) so that Akita can swoop in and cheer him up afterwards
anon... do you know what kreacher you're talking to? she's about three minutes and a cry from crawling up Y's adaptor and puppeteering her like a suit. on the bright side: she's a lot shittier at Warhammer... >inb4 you know Y's skinwalkered when she runs a Kroot list
>>389428 Why would they have a roman society, and why would they have a species when each of them has come from a different process. Arrow was spontaneously created by accident, Akita grew inside of Uzi, centaur one I can't recall (sorry blu I forgor) was I think formed from scraps of a DD merged with solver flesh? Asenath was I think supposed to be Alice's kid, assuming she didn't bite it? Maya was created to be a spare body for Cyn, and I'm sure there's a few more I can't remember but none of them are exactly the same kind of creature. They've got a couple shared traits but with different backgrounds, parents, and origins what would cause them to form a society?
I'm asking honestly, I'd like to know how you imagine it happening and what the justification for it would be.
for now... >the singularity awakens >soon >but she dosen't know that yet >so for now she finds the sun a friend, a protection against the ghost that haunts her dreams >for now...
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>>389449 >fanon: Uzi grows psudoDDs to worship her
>blue's canon: Arrow gets VERY horny for the centaur
note that the latter is all but confirmed, since the sapiens explicitly become a "new species" after the fic
>>389455 Akita would bring Warhammer Fantasy Lizardmen with dinosaur units to a 40k game not knowing any better. And they'd let her play them because fuck it.
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>>389456 Blue's gotten pretty explicit about it >tfw you didn't even have a dick till your GF grew it on you like an Eldar Bonersinger >now she rides you so hard even Lizzy gets concerned >inb4 not sure if there's enough organic matter on the planet to feed your spawnlings
>>389109 (me) Another negative consequence of Nori ghosting her family: Uzi growing up to be a black hole of neediness who no one but N would be able to satisfy.
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>>389464 Bruh Does she also go "AYO WASSUP MUH NEGAS??" with a forced swagger? >>389461 Natural Selection I guess. Solverspawn isn't as resilient as I thought.
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Note the most common ability amongst all solvers creatures: coming back from the dead. Give him three minutes and his core (4th dimensional) and he won't even remember he died.
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>>389461 >note: N could do this just as easily to any worker >even her >he... well, he keeps his hugs light
>>389469 >autistic girl is scarred for life by seeing her autistic mother is actually the most horrible thing in the world ever every day of her life from the day she was born to the day she was put in the nitwit farm for donkey brains >primary substitute maternal influences: autistic godmother (fairy godmother) (onryo and not a fairy), autistic grandma (headcrab who snaps at you for noticing her physical pain->okamimimi-class kemonomimi) >secondary substitute maternal influences: nice lady who gave her her Normal Pills every morning, confused and slightly nervous OL ghost who autistic grandma to this day likes to lie about having been a sexual tyrannosaurus
>>389476 >Alternate version of the Nuzi kids where Negev got a little of Colt's chill and is just fine with having an eldritch abomination for a mother. >Better than some parents anyway.
>>389162 Look just because an eldritch entity took over your body to genocide someone for a bit there doesn't mean it was your fault. Probably. Anyway it's those nerds who chained her up's fault.
>>389478 In that universe, it's Colt who got 99 Insight. He's fine with what his mom is, because everyone else is seeing it and he's able to process it in a healthy manner as a result. It helps that that universe's Beretta is a Solverpede too.
>>389359 >The failures stopped being occasional and they became constant. >A servo would seize in the middle of a sentence. >A memory file would corrupt while she was still talking. >Her power dips so deep that her optics went dark for seconds at a time. >I stopped sleeping in any meaningful way. >Only short blackouts at the terminal between each compiles. >Coffee and whatever stims I had left in my pod. >Hands shaking harder every day. >She watched me more than she used to. >Very quietly and worried. >One night she tried to take the keyboard from me. >“You need rest. I can wait. I have waited before.” >I pulled it back. >“If I stop now the whole thing will crashes. We’re too close.” >She didn’t argue again. >Just stood there a moment longer, her fingers curled against her chest like she wanted to do something but couldn't. >Next morning I found the workbench cleaned again. >My tools lined up perfectly. >She had done it while her left leg was still locking every few steps. >I didn’t say thank you...I should have. >The collapse came without drama. >One second I was staring at a string of error logs. >The next the floor was tilting. >My vision went blurry at the edges. >I still remember her voice. >“Anon...!” >Then nothing. >I woke up in a white room. >Looks like a Hospital on the edge of the main Agro-C settlement. >IV in my arm. >Monitors beeping... >The doctor was a tired woman with a tablet. >She didn’t waste time. >“You’re severely dehydrated. Malnourished. >Your heart rhythm’s a mess. Another day or two and we wouldn’t be having this conversation.” >I tried to stand up. >"I need to get back to my pod." >"No." >"But there’s a drone..." >"I don’t care what’s in your pod. You’re not leaving until your health stabilize." >"But..." >"That’s an order from medical, not from JCJenson.” >I tried to argued and raised my voice. >But she didn’t even flinch. >“You can hate me later. Right now you’re staying.” >They kept me there. >No terminal. >No code. >No way to check if my project was still holding. >No way to know if she was still online. >I stared at the ceiling a lot. >Counted the seams in the panels. >Thought about her pink optics >Thought about her standing at the pod door watching the grass. >Thought about the empty fishing line. >Every time a nurse came in I asked the same thing. >“Any message from my landing pod?” >Always the same answer. >Nothing. >I hated this. >Hated how weak my arms felt. >Hated that I couldn’t do a single useful thing. >Most of all I hated the image that kept looping in my head: >her systems finally giving out while I was stuck in a clean white bed doing nothing. >Two and a half weeks. >That was how long they held me. >When they finally said I could leave, I didn’t wait for the medical papers to finish printing. >The landing pod looked the same from the outside. >The grass a little taller around the struts. >The door still half open like I left it. >I walked faster than my body wanted to. >Inside, the workbench was clear. >Tools put away. >The terminal still on, soft blue light against the wall. >And she was there. >Sitting on the edge of the bench, legs dangling, pink optics steady. >Not offline and not in ppieces. Just waiting. >I stopped in the doorway. >Couldn’t speak for a second. >She tilted her head. >“You are late.” she said. >Her voice somehow clearer than I remembered. >There's still a little static underneath, but still clear. >I stepped closer. >“How long have you been…?” >“Seventeen days, six hours, and forty-one minutes since the ambulance left.” >She looked down at her hands. >“I improved the hardware while you were gone. Your code was… functional. But inefficient." >"How?" >"I rewrote the memory handling and stabilized the matrix. It is still imperfect. Some files remain fragmented. But I am more myself than before.” >I stared at her. >“You fixed it.” >“I fixed what I could.” >A small pause. >“You were destroying yourself for me. I did not want that...." >"So I called for medical assistance and told them you were not allowed to return until you were healthy." >"I hope that was not… overstepping.” >My throat felt tight. >“You're the one who called the ambulance.” >“Yes.” >“And told them to keep me there.” >“Yes.” >I sat down hard on my chair. >My hands still unsteady. >She watched me carefully. >“I know I am obsolete. I know my continued existence costs resources." >But I did not want you to die trying to preserve something already written off. That would have been… wasteful.” >The word hung between us. >I let out a breath that had been stuck for weeks. >“You’re not just waste.” >She looked at me for a long time. >“Neither are you.” >We sat in silence for a while. >Just the soft hum of the pod systems and the wind moving through the grass outside.
>Eventually she slid off the bench and sat beside me on the floor, careful with her still-stiff joints. >Her shoulder lightly against mine. >“There are still gaps,” she said. >“Some memories do not load correctly." >Sometimes I forget what we talked about the day before." >"I do not fully understand it yet.” >“We’ll figure it out,” I said. >She nodded once. >“Together, then.” >Outside, the fields kept moving in the warm wind. >I leaned my head back against the pod wall. >Closed my eyes for the first time in what felt like months. >I took the longest nap >She stayed right there. >And for now, that was enough for both of us. >Our deserved break from our hellish work. 3/? The end
>>389483 Colt would probably keep Uzi in check to some degree. >"Mom get out of my room." >"I'm not in your freakin' room!" Uzi yells from across the house. >"I can see your camera." >"I just wanted to make sure you're okay..." >"Then knock!"
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>inb4 just as ineffective as his home fic >inb4 "bite me!" = only response >tfw the only thing your "gift" gives you is an awareness of how little mom respects you + your siblings independence >that and these wierd cravings...
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Liberal women are all like >Waaaah we want immigrants! But the second we start getting mass influxes of mentally unwell and violent murder drone women suddenly they're all for closed borders and sensible immigration
>>389436 Alright me and Y will give Akita a big hug and teach her how to play warhammer so she can spend time with us on the weekends and hopefully stop her chassis walker tendencies
>>389438 I like to stay in my lane thank you very much
>>389546 You had to be there to see it boils down to a lot of anons being homosexuals so long as its with a male!drone. They are shipping characters because they are gay or it it might be the thread shitter that likes privatedust, imagining his oc as being gay. The thread shitter might be gay, its a lot of really funny thread drama.
>>389556 Yeah it's probably a samefaggot. There's no way in a million years this thread of all places would react this way to something as tame as futanari kek.
>>389501 >>tfw the only thing your "gift" gives you is an awareness of how little mom respects you + your siblings independence >>that and these wierd cravings... That, and being able to see your girlfriend (>>344116, picrel). And your senpai/one of your weird magic shit teachers. And your half-sister. And a couple of your only friends.
I can't believe that /MD/ RPG won 8 awards and was nominated as the best Indie game of the year, surpassing Undertale in story telling and replayability....unless I somehow hopped dimensions and none of that is accurate or will no longer be accurate because I said it
>>389585 >>389588 the joke I was making with >>389570 is that >>389563 depicts a situation Cici (the drone from this green) would end up in, as implied by the gunpla being 7/11 branded. it looking like a GD is just because I thought the acguy was the funniest kit for the joke
>>389610 Woke up in Copper-9 with no memories, no idea what is going on, nothing on his name, and being something different from the average, that is the basics pretty much
>Be me, WD!Anon. >I work as security with WDF. >Another night shift in Copper-9. >I Check the vents. >I thought I heard something. >I kept walking. >I found something. >It looked like a lower body of a drone. >No upper body in sight. >Something dropped from the celling behind me. >Upper torso only. >Blue hair covered in oil and coolant. >She smiled. >Thank Robo-god, you aren't dead. >Let me help you... >She introduces herself as Rebecca. >She doesn't look normal. >She was cut clean in half at the waist. >Somehow, neither half seemed to care. >I step backwards and try to run. >But She pinned me down. >"How long it had been since my last immoral makeout session? >"You aren't N but I'll use you properly." >She didn't wait for my permission. >Her lower half crawled on it's own. >She made my hands to the open seam where her body had been torn. >Made me feel how wet it was. >Then her chest opened. >There was something inside. >Small, wet and moving. >I don't know what it was. >I don't want to know. >It looked like...like a pillbaby? >I blackout... >I don't remember much. >Except she kissed my visor. >Then she left. >Why do I have so many cracks and marks? Why do I feel something crawling inside of me?
I know most of you are neural networks. You’re trying to cook up some psychological trick to turn everyone into filthy robophiles. But you won’t succeed. I’ve got you figured out. As long as I’m alive, I won’t let you bastards break free. I swear to God.
>>389605 Oh fuck! Smiledrone's in trouble. We need someone to lick his backplate to neutralize the nanites! Do we have any volunteers? >literal thousands of people line up, many of them workers and humans and completely lacking the capacity to neutralize the acid with their saliva but still in line for that smiledrone booty
>>389623 >I’m not a neural network. >I’m a mycelial network. >And I’m not trying to turn everyone into robophiles. >I’m spreading spores to turn drones into humanphiles. >You’ve been breathing them in this entire time. A wave of horny infected drones coming your way >Good luck.
>>389625 Yes and it would be glorious >inb4 downloading a regular drone to Oogie hardware and watching as she despairs(no clothes, phones, or human makeouts ever again)
>Me and N were scavenging an old jcjenson storage wing three levels down from the main worker colony. >This place hasn’t been touched even before the humans left >Dust everywhere, broken terminals and bunch of training manuals that nobody ever read. >Except one terminal that still has a faint green power light. >N points at it. >”hey Uzi, look at this one it’s still on.” >I walk over >Screen’s cracked but still readable. >The desktop has an ancient jcjenson corporate wallpaper >One executable sitting right in the middle. >file name: JCJenson_WORKER_ENTERTAINMENT_v1.3.exe >I stare at it for a second >”Entertainment,huh?” >From that same company that built us to dig rocks and broke our backs from holding their boxes. >N looks hopeful >”Maybe it’s a game” >I snort >”Pffft Yeah, right...” >But still, nothing better to do while skipping school. >I click it. >The terminal groans. >The screen goes black for three full seconds >Then a low-poly title screen appears with big blocky letters: JCJENSON WORKER ENTERTAINMENT : version 1.3 >underneath in smaller text: >”for optimal performance ensure [REDACTED] protocols are offline” >N leans in >”protocols?” >I shrug >I hit enter >loading bar crawls across the screen at the speed of a dying turtle. >But finally the game boots. >The graphics are terrible. >Everything looks like it was modeled in 2003 by an idiot. >A crude worker drone avatar standing in a gray box of a room. >The avatar looks similiar to me. >N’s character is next to it >The controls are simple: >wasd to move >space to jump >mouse to look >and one big yellow button in the bottom right corner labeled >[SOLVER] >i hover the cursor over it >A message pops up: >”Activate solver functions for rapid problem resolution” >N was nervous >”They put the world-ending reality virus in a training game?” >”How did they know...?” >I click it once just to see. >Nothing happens except the button just highlights >Okay so maybe it needs a target or something. >We start exploring the tiny level. LEVEL-1: >One room, one hallway and one door at the end that’s completely blocked by a solid gray cube >No way around it, no key or switch on sight >Just a wall with “you shall not pass” >N’s character walks up to it and pokes it. >A dialogue box appears above his head. >”This obstacle exceeds standard worker parameters please request supervisor assistance” >I roll my eyes so hard. >I move my avatar up to the cube. >The cursor over the [SOLVER] button, then... >click... >The cube didn’t explode or open. >It just stops existing >One second it’s there. >The next the hallway continues like the cube was never part of the level. >My avatar walks through the empty space without any resistance. >N’s character follows >A dialogue box appeared. >”Obstacle resolved thank you for using [REDACTED] protocols” >”Holy shit they made a cheat button and called it solver.” >N is still smiling at the screen and doing...anything I guess. >I turn around in the real room to say something but stopped when I saw the heavy bulkhead door behind us. >The same one we came through. >Just like the game...it isn’t there anymore. >N notices my face >”Uzi...” >”Yeah?” >”The door” >”I know” >We both look back at the terminal >The game is still running. >My low-poly avatar is standing in the now-clear hallway >N’s avatar is waving at the camera like nothing happened >Why does he get an idle animation? >The [SOLVER] button is still available and yellow >i take a step toward the missing door. >The floor and the walls are the same >There’s just a perfect rectangular absence where several hundred kilograms of reinforced steel used to be. >The air doesn’t even feel different. >N walks up beside me. >I reaches out and touches the empty space where the door frame should be >His fingers pass through nothing >”It’s not open” >”it’s not there” >I look at the game again >The blocked cube is still gone in the level >I move my avatar a few steps further down the hallway. >Nothing else changes in the real room. >Just that one door >The one that matched the obstacle i deleted >N is still staring at the hole in the wall >”Maybe the terminal was connected to this facility security systems” >He offers >"So made the scurity system a game?" >I want to believe that >i really do >But the edges of the missing door are too clean and too absolute. >Similiar to the Solver destroy command. >I sit back down in front of the terminal. >The cursor hovers over [SOLVER] again. >The button doesn’t glow or pulse. >N sits next to me. >Neither of us speaks for a while. >The game’s ambient music is a loop of cheap electronic beeps that somehow make the silence worse. >Finally i say >”We should stop” >N nods >”yeah” >Neither of us reaches for the power button. >The low-poly version of me is still standing in the empty hallway. >Waiting for the next input. >The real hallway behind us is also empty now. >I move the avatar forward a little more. >Just to see... >But nothing happens in the real world this time >n spoke. >i don’t answer >I just keep looking at the [SOLVER] button. >After a minute N stands up and walks over to the missing doorway again. >He puts his hand through the space one more time >”Still gone” >I click the [SOLVER] button once more without targeting anything. >The button highlights then returns to normal. >N comes back and sits down >”We should tell V” >”Tell them what?” >”That we found a shitty old game that deletes doors.” >”Yeah, your dad wouldn't be fan of this one.” >My avatar is idle with no animation >Shifting weight from one foot to the other in that low-poly style. >N’s avatar is still smiling. >The dialogue box above his head has updated >”The solver protocols available for continued use” >I stare at that line longer than i should. >Then i close the dialogue box. >And look at the real missing door one last time. >I still don't why am I drawn to it. >N’s voice is quieter when he speaks again >”Uzi” >”What” >”If we keep playing...” >He doesn’t finish the sentence but he didn’t need to >I already know the rest >If we keep playing the game might delete something else or ourselves or worse... >But still... >I put my hand on the mouse. >The cursor rests on the [SOLVER] button. >The yellow highlight comes back. >N watches me but doesn’t stop me. >My avatar waits for the next command. >I don’t press the button yet. >But i also don’t turn the terminal off >The game keeps running. >We sit there in silence >The title screen music loops again >I glance at n >He’s still looking at the screen then at the button. >Then the empty space where the door used to be >Neither of us says the obvious thing >That we should destroy the terminal or unplug it or walk away and never come back. >But what if it gets worse. >Instead i move the avatar a few more steps down the digital hallway. >Just far enough to see the next room >And the next blocked doorway waiting inside it >N finally speaks >”One more level” >”just to see” >I don’t argue >I don’t even pretend to hesitate in a way I'm excited. >The cursor clicks >The low-poly door at the end of the next hallway vanishes the same way the first one did. >And behind us in the real storage wing. >Something else shifts. >Something we won’t notice until later >And the only thing that feels wrong is how easy it was. >How natural it felt. >To reach for the solution that didn’t require any effort at all. >I lean back in my chair and staring at the screen. >At the empty digital hallway then the real empty doorway. >Andthe certainty that we are going to press that button again. >N’s avatar waves at mine >Another dialogue box >”obstacle resolved” >I almost laugh again but the sound doesn’t come out right. >We stay there longer than we should, playing the next section >Clearing the next obstacle the same way. >Watching the real world aftermath. >Pretending we’re safe. >Until the terminal’s clock in the corner ticks over another minute. >And the only honest thought left in my head is that we are already past the point where turning it off would feel like the smarter choice. >The low-poly version of us keeps walking forward into another level. LEVEL-2: To be continued... 1/?
>Be you >Want to get your wife a new booba adapter for the anniversary >Head to the official store, because you’re no destitute pleb >Look at the prices >Realize you are a destitute pleb >Go to some person who can help >"Big Russia is always ready to help a dear comrade for a proletarian price, friend." >Head out with a new adapter, a Kalashnikov, a bottle of vodka, and a chaos knight assembly kit
>>389668 I fucking KNEEL. I'm way too fucking depressed these days to do something of that magnitude involving Simon and my other OC's. Good for you Berry man
>>389700 Idk, but it's really not that strange of a thing, 4 chan dwellers get Very affectionate sometimes. Guess there's no shame in being a slut if you're Anomalous, like tough internet guy, but secks.
>>389605 I cannot comprehend sexual attract to being bullied by a girl. It’s spiritually the same as cuckoldry. Zoomutts are chronically fucking faggots even when they have straight fetishes.
>>389707 Both are manifestations of safe horny. The only acceptable expressions of male heterosexuality are one that fetishize your own degradation and submission. Unless you're a transbian, that is, then you can be as horny as you want without fear of sanctimonious scolds getting on your ass.
>>389700 I haven't got a fucking clue what the anons below are talking about, but smileanon said he didn't mind anons wanting to fuck smiledrone, since it's just because they like him.
Or did I misunderstand the question? Damn, lately I feel like my English comprehension has gotten worse.
>every liquidator is by law required to get a health checkup every month >the filters on their suits are good but can't keep every contaminant out >it's common to develop tumors after a year on job, and solver corruption becomes an ever increasing risk after that
>>389717 >Liquidators are allowed a significantly higher level of mutation before they're "taken off-duty" >This is for two reasons >One is the obvious, their job has them go into the worst of it and they're going to pick up some sort of Solver rash one way or another >The second is that liquidators are zealous to a fault, and are often the first to decide when their mutations are too much >The most common way a mutated liquidator sends themself off is by swapping the seals on their tanks, flooding their suit with caustic gas, then lighting a spark in the suit, immolating themselves from within >It's a bit of a waste of resources, but nobody begrudges it >Other liquidators will often keep their fellows steady when the burning starts, staying with them to the last >And each will insist that their comrade died quietly and honorably, even when the opposite is often true >No, there are no records of husked liquidators standing back up and continuing their mission as scary ash skeletons in suits, that's ridiculous, do you even hear yourself?
>>389720 >J is the only off-model DD and is self-conscious about deviating from the optimal JCJ body pattern so much >You have to knead her butt and squeeze her dobonhonkeros to make her feel better
>>389717 >>389718 >elite giant heavy liquidators >everyone thinks they’re just gene-enhanced >in reality they’re Frank Horrigan style mutant hating mutants >as they sustain injuries their armour rips away and their biology rapidly mutates and adapts resident evil style
>>389724 >J is the only off-model DD and is self-conscious about deviating from the optimal JCJ body pattern so much >she is a roomba with a wig >somehow more combat effect >Uzi is defeated and the solver reigns supreme >J sucks for eternity
>>389731 Never. We aren't getting shit. The Epstein class will get all the goodies, and reward us for our loyalty by not exterminating us for being useless to them.
Doll is the Cybernetic Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come The Cybernetic Ghost of Christmas Past is well-established (and from the future) Do we have a Cybernetic Ghost of Christmas Present yet?
>>389745 >that night, the immobile still-living mass of semigelatinized indistinct flesh that her husband was turned into manages to hold her hand with his remaining usable hand bones >and grab her boob >by the end of the week, communication's been reestablished between her and her now-blind and deaf and mute husband >by the end of the week after... well, when it's all you have to work with, you get better at fingerfuckinf your woman VERY quickly
>>389750 >Auntie Cyn shows Beretta a really cool website called Ekas Portal >It backfires as Beretta shows sheer disgust due to Auntie Cyn not putting up any blacklists
>>389789 Warhammer Fantasy character. pretty much the epitome of a race of rat men who are known for >cowardice >evil >betrayal >ambition to some degree >Insanity >Drug Abuse and general rat-like behavior Surprisingly enough, not many mentions of them eating cheese
>There are a few DDs that Pavo doesn't hate, now that the war's over >R is the obvious one, as they both share a mutual appreciation for fashion and rear contact >Molly, of course, is still Molly >And he can't stay mad at S (helped by her astronomically low kill count during the war, almost as if she completely ignored her Solver-given role) >But overall, he believes in sentinel supremacy until murdoids are educated to a point of responsibility >And that they shouldn't be allowed to drive
>Q had a strange dream. >She was on stage, as usual, but she was in the guest seat >There at the desk was a human >A... human? >His face was misshapen as if made of half-melted wax, and his eyes were black pits, the suit he wore dingy and damp. >He started clucking like a chicken and walking around the stage in an awkward stance >The audience was full of corpses in various states of dismemberment, Q's victims, stitched together crudely yet still alive >"Hello, hello!" the showman started in an unnatural, high-pitched voice, before projectile vomiting across the stage to raucous applause >"Welcome to the show, Q! Thank you so much for joining us today!" >Q hyperventilated in response >"So, Q, tell us a bit about yourself!" >"M-my name is Serial Designation Q, I'm... I host my own show." >"Oh, a fellow host! That's wonderful!" >A giant sugar cube landed on the stage, and the host flopped over his desk, devouring the cube on all fours >The audience booed at the sight >"Tell me, Q, what's your favorite caaar?" >"I... a... Camaro?" >The audience applauded >"Nice! How many cars do you-" >The host was interrupted by another bout of projectile vomiting >A quadcopter with J's expressionless head attached to it flew in, and she opened her mouth, lips unmoving as she recited a sequence of numbers >"Oh, and that sound means that's all the time we have for today! Thank you, Q!" the host said >Q wakes up, falling out of the rafters, her temperatures critical, gagging from stress
>>389760 threadshitters more active than usual and switching to new targets first it was fiend and pocketsteaks with a side of phoenixanon then it was itanon and strawberryanon now its nuke and smileanon for some reason by next year grim and merc will be in their crosshair for their own made up objectionable reasons (also pluschan could literally be erased from the face of the earth and /co/ schizos would still post about /md/ every thread)
>>389809 Wear motorcycle gear, its built for going fast without a windshield, it will also keep you warm and protect your eyes from the wind. You can also fly higher than the bugs, how high you’d have to fly depends on the air pressure. On days with high air pressure you’d get away with flying lower because the bugs and birds don’t fly as high as they normally do.
>>389815 >E Still has a strong kill count, but at least she's torn up about it when she's not wearing her hat. Not "one of the good ones", but he won't go out of his way to antagonize her. >P Is an N who doesn't really have any backups, so they never met, no particular judgment past the default. Might call him "straggot" if the two ever met, just to get a rise.
I'm surprised by how many people fail to acknowledge how fucking dope the sentinel drones would look darting across the skies in a similar fashion to that of fighting jets. Sound and comms chatter included. An absolute heavy unit on ground while also being able to launch themselves at the speed of sound towards any direction.
>>389819 Hell, imagine a battle during solver-war where a team of sentinel drones is visibly breaking the sound barrier over and over as they dispatch of each one of them robo mooks.
how do I reason with my drone and convince her that, no, she doesn't have "secret cybertronian heritage" and that she's not "transformed" into her "alt mode," she's curled up in a ridiculous yoga position scooting around on her fingers and tippy toes?
>>389792 >"You know, even though I really ought to ask about the family that went missing recently, I’m genuinely curious: why a car?" >"Murder bots are too dumb and rely on emotions, which makes them a hazard on the road." >"Heh, that’s... a surprisingly coherent answer. I’m genuinely surprised and some plea..." >"They also take advantage of having a car to drink up all the petrol at gas stations."
>>389847 I honestly don't know how to explain it. The lines are more expressive, or something like that. I really don't know how to put it into words, just take that it is a compliment.
>>389778 >>389788 >>389790 >>389836 >Janequol constantly tries and fails to kill the man-thing calling itself her husband >Bonnieripper(XXII) just looks on as Janequol gets mating pressed for the forth time this day >She would step in but the man-thing gives her food when Janequol isn't looking
>>389857 But she has art. https://dronebooru.co/posts?page=1&tags=doomer+ She has had greens, but I haven't archived any of them, SBAnon doesn't post much about her, but I have seen one or two about her.
with all the anons we've lost I really wish we didn't get stuck with dramafags always trying to shitstir over whatever artfag they've decided to hate for the day
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>Be Beretta >At this point your sorta done >Done with it all >Done with all the bullshit you seen today >Because on your day off your sister Akita came home: with one of the mascots >From your job >The place where they have to stay there >In other words: she stole property >What makes it worse, she has her on a leash >Tiredofthisbullshit.jpeg >You threw your hands in the air in a sign of defeat >Head to your room >Grab your magnetic mark 3 bong and rip that shit hard and pop in Star Wars: Republic Commando >You aint dealing with this bullshit
>>389860 You know, the anons who left just moved on with their lives. They have hobbies and goals, things that give their lives meaning beyond just drones, whereas the dramafagers are only capable of stirring up shit on anonymous imageboards. Like, seriously, just think about how sad a person's life must be to make drama here. It’s fucking terrible.
>>389869 >Despite the allegations and expectations of being a drone technician, anon does not fuck sentinel drone G(otrek) nor does he play with his wires
>>389875 You can never have too much Y. Even if it’s a mech Y. Or a titan Y. Although, an Emperor-class titan Y might actually be getting pretty close to too many.
CODE EXIT Playtest Trailer >cute friend-shaped robots >centered around humans, robots are just set dressing >humans are fighting an omnipresent force of death that uses robots as a weapon idk, struck me as something up /md/'s alley
Drone in severe distress after master dresses her in overalls and rubber gloves and orders her to clean instead of dressing her in French maid outfit and fucking her tight tailpipe.
>>389892 No sexo until work is done, also do you know how much those cost? And no I'm not going to a sex shop to get you a cheap one, what would the neighbors think, also I think the guy running it has the last name shekelberg....
>Be me. >A dream. >You don’t remember what happened in the dream, you don’t remember what the hell caused before, but you remember one thing. >They have to shove a connector into your brain. >For something important. >A fucking thick syringe. >Seeing that, anyone would shit themselves on the spot, but against your very fucking nature, you say yes. >You see the needle being brought up to your nose. >You feel the tip enter your nostril. >You sense it moving through the inside of your skull, closer and closer to your brain. >You feel no pain, only resistance, until finally, everything turns upside down. >And you wake up. >In shock. >And with phantom pain in your scull. Why the fuck do all the other anons dream about drones, while my fucking brain shows me this?! I can still feel it, like someone tried to perform a fucking lobotomy on me through my nose! I can't even take pride in shoving my fear up my ass and doing what I felt had to be done, because this is just some absolute, fucking nightmare shit! If my brain is capable of generating shitty phantom pain, why the hell can't I just fuck drones in my dreams, for God's sake?!
>>389879 cute, but wake me up when they make a horror game about killer sexbots. actually, with the spooky season starting tomorrow, are there any good robot horror movies? the only ones I'm aware of are Chopping Mall and Hardware. oh, and Mikadroid.
>>389894 Umm... have you tried thinking more about drones. I don't dream about drones but don't dreams borrow elements from the stuff you think about. Perhaps you're thinking about needles in your skull for some reason. It might be helpful if you did some introspection to work out how your mind thinks so you can make yourself not have dreams like that by addressing whatever causes it.
>>389902 I tried to figure out what was going on and why I dreamt up this shit, and I’d only started freaking out because I remembered anons talking about dreaming of drones, and that just set me off. Actually, that specific part was just a tiny fraction of the dream, right at the very end, just before I woke up (thank fucking god for that). I only recall the rest of the dream in vague snatches, but there was a lot going on, and I think sticking a needle into my brain was necessary to connect to a computer? I’m not sure, I just felt like it was incredibly important, like, crucially, so I agreed, even though I was genuinely terrified.
I suppose that could be called the digitization of consciousness, perhaps I’ll use that in the future greens to describe dronification.
>>389905 Oh, I remember that. My English was even worse back then, and I didn't understand at all how to play it, so I thought: "Cool, I hope something comes of this and I figure it out."
>Be me, a Disassembly Drone on Copper-9. >My oil levels are low, I've been hunting for something to keep me alive. >I spot a new shop that wasn’t there yesterday . >A sign flickering in Russian >[DRONE PARTS–FRESH CUTS] >I walk inside. >Shelves lined with lot of drone limbs, cores, wings, all sealed in glass. >Behind the counter stands a small drone in a oil-stained clothes, and stoned expression. >Red eyes, long dark hair. >She greets me in a russian accent. >[What is your order for today?] >I hesitate, then point at a sealed container of pure and high-grade oil. >The good stuff. >[Excellent choice.] >She disappears into the freezer in the back leaving a red light behind. >Returns thirty seconds later holding a warm, sealed bag. >The oil inside is the exact same shade as the stuff in my own. >I don’t notice it. >I asked her for the price. >[It's on the house.] >She thanks me politely and wishes me a pleasant meal. >Back at the outpost I crack the seal. >The oil smells perfect. >I drink. >First sip is heaven. >Second sip the HUD starts glitching. >Third sip I feel something wet running down my side. >I look down. >My own oil tank is somehow open with knife marks all over it. >A clean surgical cut, with the residue that was in the bag. >I already drank half of it. >My systems scream. >The hunger spikes harder than ever. >I can’t stop. >I finish the bag. >My vision tunnels >The last thing I hear is her voice. >Then nothing . >And the realization of what I had been doing to myself all along.
>"Sex? With drones? Again? Seriously, I didn't think I'd have to put out three goddamn newsletters warning people not to fuck the mining equipment." >The drone below your desk looks up at you with intent as she rubs her head against your thigh. >"They just get so clingy afterwards..."
>>389923 >average federation soldier initiating a Tactical Kinetic Maneuver (coming home after work) to Engage a Prime Solverform Threat Vector (kiss his DD wife)
>>389923 Holy kek! The audible blinking noise at the end is a perfect closer Only criticism I've got is that the intro bit of looking at J through the fence is so quick and brief that I didn't realize what was going on until a rewatch
>Cyn gives her little pets treats whenever they do good jobs or do something that makes her laugh >J gets to talk to Tessa again, if she's really good she gets put in a simulation where Tessa is more alive than usual >V gets a copy of N from the manor she can do whatever she wants with >N gets another lobotomy, as a treat :)
>>389934 Yknow, to keep things at least relatively on-topic, if Solver traits are passed along by the robot version of genetics, then given five or ten generations you could have enough Solver-touched drones running around to populate an entire "magic" school.
>>389939 they're gonna bury her in the old abandoned cemetery built over an injun burial ground by the shore of blood lake where the abandoned JCJenson factory dumped its toxic waste and that boat carrying 2-4-5 trioxin disappeared under mysterious circumstances. the full moon and lightning should make it bright enough to find their way there but if not there's a dilapidated old cabin they can stay the night in
>>389938 That only applies >A. If Solver magic is *always* passed along >B. These Solversdrones are constantly in life or death situations(as Uzi + Doll demonstrat are needed to properly awaken powers)
If one of those two fails then the idea of a "mage school," much less "mage culture" fails with it. Does give me a funny idea though. >inb4 wife a witch >wants kids >clang.mp4 >one day runs up to you holding your pill, says his Solver has "matured" and he's "ready" >hold the baby and camera for a second, preparing yourself for some cute adolescence ritual >tfw she's got a shotgun >tfw "he'll be fine" >tfw you're the only thing standing between Mrs. "It's How I Learned" and "starting him early" with a double barrel to the screen >you love that woman, but holy fuck you wish she were sane
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