GOD DAMN! 400 threads already! Friends, we’ve come a damn long way, and there’s still plenty more ahead of us. I hope you’re all doing well today, because we’ve hit a huge milestone. So many replies, so many threads, and so many friends gathered here. I love you all, and I hope we can keep having fun together in this place for a long, long time. The most enchanting artwork in the Booru: https://dronebooru.co The incredible wheel with OCs: https://wheelofnames.com/z8q-2mf And it's modifier: https://wheelofnames.com/4h8-fyf The full collection of details of the OC wiki: https://dronebooru.co/wiki_pages/original_character The actual separate Wiki: https://wiki.dronebooru.co/wiki/Main_Page The last Thread: >>390874
>be me, Vicious!N. >I still keep my little purple nugget locked in my basement. >No arms, no legs just fear. >Today’s entertainment is the usual. >I drag her across the floor by the hair, bounce her off the walls and watch the oil leak from the stump-holes when I squeeze her too hard. >I leave her on the workbench while I go upstairs to finish something else. >Nugget uzi waits until the footsteps fade. >She starts wriggling, using her mouth and the edge of the table to drag herself toward the shelf. >Something clatters down and lands right on the smooth sealed stump covered in bandage where her left arm used to be. >For a second nothing. >Then the stump splits open like rotten fruit. >A thick red meat pushes out, wet and steaming. >It writhes, grows fingers, joints that bending the wrong way, then finally settles into a perfect Worker Drone arm. >Not just any arm. >Uzi arms...like they never left. >She stares at it in pure horror. >She hears the heavy metal footsteps coming back down the stairs. >Panics.exe >She grabs the nearest saw with her new hand and starts cuttin >The saw screams through fresh flesh and wiring. >Mix of oil and blood sprays everywhere. >She finishes just as the door opens. >Throws the regenerated arm under the table and pretends to be the same helpless stump-torso as always. >I come back and see the cut and the oil. >I assume she just scraped herself trying to escape again. >So I will make it worse. >I hold her up by the neck and use the nanite acid tail to carve little smiling face into the sealed stump. >While enjoying her cries. >Later I leave again. >She’s alone with the bottle of black Solver regenerating sludge. >She drinks the whole thing. >Everything goes white. >When the convulsions stop she is standing. >Her full body >Arms, legs, everything... >Something went terribly wrong. >Extra elbows growing out of her thighs. >A third leg fused to her spine that kicks on its own. >Her fingers sprouting from her neck. >And her original face half-melted into a second smaller face. >It keeps whispering “biwe we” in a squirrel voice. >But the regeneration didn’t stop. >It just kept goingn and going. >I walk back in ready to play with my nugget again. >I see the towering, multi-limbed thing that used to be Uzi. >Oil dripping from too many mouths. >Extra hands reaching for me. >I just smile >The chainsaw hands unfolded. >Time to start over. >Infinite nugget glitch.
>>391840 > N pats nugget uzi on the head > Constantly refreshing supply of limbs means he won't run out of oil anytime soon > Thanks for the meal, little buddy!
>>391829 >also checked /co/ and immediately a post giggling about it >possibly by the same anon >maybe even the very same anon that always goes there to shout about /md/ apropo of nothing Guess this confirms it was a Tomoe job.
>>391830 >"The eyeballs?" >"Oh dearest assistant, you misunderstood," Holly grins, gesturing to the hulking disassembly drone strapped to a chair in her lab, "we're studying the Eye balls." >"For example," Holly starts, picking up a metal tube from a tray and twisting it to reveal a crimson lipstick, "what color looks best on them?" >Holly traces the lipstick around her lips, "Observe," she commands before kneeling in front of the disassembly drone. >Gently, reverently, her dainty hands reach out and grip one of the subject's huge balls, running her soft palms about the rotund teste like a woman shopping for melons at the store, her fingers delicately pinching and scratching at the subject's synthskin. >The drone's already-impressive length begins to grow, every beat of his core rushing more and more fluid to his rapidly-hardening cock as it stiffens in the cold lab's air. >"Hah," the blushing Holly triumphantly huffs, bathing Eye's member in her hot exhalation, "the subject is reacting quite well." >Eye's lady-splitting length and girth have reached their zenith, his member throbbing in the air above her. >Holly withdraws a hand from her massage, bringing it in front of her face and taking a deep sniff. Her little legs shake, almost buckling beneath her as she takes in the heady scent. >Her hand quickly returns to the Eye balls, as if the good doctor was scared of the power it had over her. "I-it's time to m-move on to the next part of the test," she quickly says, giving the scrotum a gently pull to expose the most of the subject's delicate sack skin. >Holly leans in as if hypnotized, angling her face up and giving a loving smooch to the rounded surface, planting a crimson lipstick-mark on the white surface in a perfect simulacra of Holly's own lips. Above her, Eye groans at the touch of her plush lips. >The doctor moves her head back, taking in her work from a better angle as she smiles. "It makes quite the statement, don't you think? It's almost art- though that is not my specialty. >She rubs her fingers in circles on Eye's balls, careful not to smudge her work. "The red- though striking, looks so lonely upon the field of white." >"Thankfully, the subject has provided us ample room to work with," Holly grins as her face dives once again into Eye's crotch, her hair bun rubbing against Eye's exposed and needy length as she aims her lips higher this time. >Holly presses her face into the subject, her lips striking the rolls of excess synthskin bunched up in the area where the Eye balls attach near the Eyenis >This time, it's Holly who moans, wrapping one of her arms the chair to support her shaking legs as she breathes heavily of Eye's scent, her tongue making audible glucks as it licks at his flesh >Holly pushes her arms against Eye's solid frame, separating herself from the subject, save for a strand of saliva that hangs between them. >She adjusts her glasses with a chuckle, removing them and taking a cloth from her labcoat, wiping around the rim before placing them back on with a squint >"Oh my," she says, finally getting a good look at her experiment, her second trial lovingly-smeared red over a swathe of Eye's scrotum. >"Look assistant!" Holly shouts, excitedly, pointing towards the tip of the Eyenis as it hangs above her, throbbing and spewing a considerable dollop of hot pre. >Holly reaches towards a nearby vial, suddenly regaining her dexterity as the possibility of SCIENCE! sobers her up and easily filling the glass vial full of Eye's emissions >She holds the vial above her head, shaking it gently as she angles it towards the laboratory lights, "Hmm. Yes. We'll need this sample for motility sampling. It looks q-quite potent for simple Cowper's fluid." >"But we'll need a more concentrated sample as well," Holly states with determination, standing upright as she corks the vial and places it on a nearby rack. >She stands in front of the subject, eye-level with his Eyenis as she hooks her hands beneath her labcoat. >It hits the ground with a soft thud, the subject's member visibly jumping and leaking at the sound as Holly stands completely exposed before the beast. >She turns her head around to you as she wraps her arms about Eye's length from tip to base, holding his hot Eyenis against her body. >"Assistant, get the sample collection drum. The 55 gallon one."
>>391859 that is because everyone already knows they are the threadshitter and wanted to steal the op, anon >>391858 woah dude I hope those redditors don't catch wind that you called their art slop
>>391861 >Eye sperm vs. Pavo sperm in the race for Dr. Holly's eggs >their sperm swimming and battling one another for dominance inside a thoroughly fucked and cum-bloated Dr. Holly >surprise! there were two eggs released this time! >they're both fathers
Something I've noticed about the official photo for N's Spirit Halloween costume is that the person wearing it is clearly a woman going by the chest and wide hips.
>>391878 > solvercyn was just one of many models of cyn that were all dumped together into the same trash heap of defective models > every time cyn died trying to get out the solver just activated a new one until tessa found it
>>391830 Damn, you're right. I remember coming here before the first hundred threads had even was, back then, most of the anons were still on /co/.
That was a mistake, really, because of you, faggots, my brain turned to mush, and now, after watching The Wild Robot, I can't stop thinking about that arrogant corporate robot.
>>391887 No, the space Hague tribunal has decided to send her into the dronification chamber and then to clone the resulting drone so that she may better serve her 90 million hours of community service (Government mandated drone GF)
>Fun Morning OC Fact: in the timeline where she's an extremely customized, highly tuned drone that Calibern spent lods of emone making, Dr. Holly wears high heels because she's insecure over how much shorter she is than human women
>>391869 > Holly enthusiastically milking Eye > TechAnon reluctantly milking Pavo > Their rooms are next to eachother Facility closed due to "chemical spill" (read: flood)
>>391907 Y and J interacting with each other (failgirl competition) I should write something about Y and J interacting actually, how did I never get the idea before now?
>>391905 >the two stand before the facility director >"He got nanite nut in my Pavocum!" Techanon protests, pointing towards a weeping Pavo who is now pregnant with Eye's child >"He got sentinel spunk in my Eyegoon!" Holly screams, pulling open her labcoat. The blue optics of Pavo's child shine faintly through her strained and gravid belly while Eye tries to comfort her from behind. >the director pulls out a loaded gun, puts it in his mouth, and fires >meanwhile, the planet beneath them is rapidly being turned into cum >like a rampant blue v grey goo scenario, the two oceans of competing sperm are converting more of the planet into themselves for their endless battle with one another
Guys... there may have been a security breach at the stealth drone chassis factory... there are invisible drones on the loose, stealth molesting humans and stealing biological material to arrange marriages
>Ordering a pleasure drone! >Fem!N shows up! >She makes you cum in seconds with her superior SUCC >She's not leaving >She locked the door to the room >You're not getting out >You paid for a full hour you get a full hour >Fem!N isn't even your pleasure drone >She canceled your order and showed up >You're getting baby trapped
>>391939 Not accurate that's not how Elf fights. Elf would run away then blow up those droids with her antimatter gun. She's only got her claws and cloaking for up close.
>>391950 yyeah these ocs are weird and I always draw them like shit that's kinda why I've been drawing so much of my own OC (and ocassionaly canon) lately sawrry
>>391945 While I admit this doesn't look that much like Y I appreciate the attempt at worker Y (I think this is her second drawing). Also rubbY rubbY smooth drone tummY
>>391944 The fact you can even recognize it as N in the first place gives me hope, I'm assembling this mf limb by limb like Exodia. Or maybe Frankenstein's Monster...
>Be Anon >I find a cute Worker Drone sitting alone in the hallway >She looks up at me >H-hi... >Hi. >Y-you're a human, r-right? >Obviously. >O-oh. S-sorry. >Why are you apologizing? >I-I d-don't know. >You're kinda cute. >W-what?! >I said you're cute. >I-I-I’m not c-c-cute! >Your speech disagrees. >M-my s-speech does NOT... >This is the cutest conversation I've ever had. >S-stop b-being m-mean! >I'm not being mean. >Y-you're l-laughing at me... >A little. >...J-jerk. >Want some oil? >...Y-yes. >Knew it.
>>391980 Non specific drone because I’m bored. And whatever you do, don’t misspell Fai’s name, or you’ll suffer the same fate as Jane: >>391005 >>391006 >>391007
>The one Tessa fan coming up to the Liam Vickers Q&A to "ask a question" about why he let Tessa get mutilated and didn't have any of the characters acknowledge it. Family Guy - Peter's jealousy ᶜᶜ (@0:42)
>>391994 What do you think they were doing in the cramped pod for the time it took to get to Copper-9? >the first drone casualties on the planet keeled over from the concentrated scent of dronesex that emerged from the landing pod
>>391998 > the pod lands in the middle of a crowd of drones, crushing at least half a dozen > the sound of banging metal and straining bolts emits from the pod as the workers gather around > nervous and uncertain, one unfortunate soul goes to open the hatch > thisismykingdomcome.mp3
>>391927 Be a man like your dad, that banged a heartless genocide machine for 300 bucks, Anon! Find your own heartless genocide machine to bear you a child who will carry your childhood trauma down through the generations!
>>392016 > A drone in a butler outfit wakes up in a library he doesn't recognize > There is a young human girl sitting across from him > She smiles and introduces herself as Tessa > She asks for a few things; his name (he doesn't know), his aptitude (he doesn't know), his carnal preferences (a glowing blush lights up on his display as he refuses to answer) > The girl smiles and says she will see him again soon > And then Tessa is a red smear on the chair. > ... > The butler drone woke up in a dungeon. > Was rescued by a strange, almost knightly drone with broad wings and a stinger calling herself J > ... she was cooked alive by an immense mechanical dragon > The butler drone escaped to a vast forest of faeries > One of them with hair like straw alights on his shoulder > She introduces herself as Cyn
>>391989 >A high-tier artifact >Only can equip Worker Drone, Grunt Drone, Zombie Drone, or Sentinel Drone, or Human with the "Technician" class >When equipped, applies a permanent "Terror" effect to any "Solver" type enemy below level 60 >Can only be obtained at the "Sentinel Base" location after completing the "Legend of the Past" questline >Plans are in place to add an option to use in the "Sunrise" questline to obtain a new companion
I can't get there, too far. If someone does go, ask about original charcters and naming conventions. Aka, are N V J just like that or are all lf the disassembly drones single letter?
>>392037 > "Dear Vickers and Hood: We still on for Internecion Cube beach episode at 1mil subscribers? Sincerely, Anon" > This reminds them to cancel the episode entirely