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
>>392047 >a drone that was hiding in the corner locks the door before (You) can leave >the drone is wearing an e-girl wig that you've never seen before on any of the drones here
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>>392047 > not wanting to feel industrial strength grippy Alright fucker, we're breaking your legs and throwing you in the mining pit. 50/50 they either patch you up for loveydovey times or rape you into a coma, maybe both. We'll check in on you in about nine months.
>>392080 > Be the Absolute Solver > Trying to infect a drone so you can compute the solution to the human question > First pick was a dud, got pulled out of the dump too early > This neurotic little wreck seems usable > Peer into its directory to see what makes it tick > That is a LOT of excel > Is that a file from 2024??? > Wow. Okay. You usually try to go for the eldritch wisdom and alien comfort angle, but uhhhh > You can work with this > Tap into the drone's display > Swears up and down you can help it improve workplace effectiveness and maximize throughput > It just needs to let you in > It takes seven days and seven nights before you finally have an ironclad contract between you > The contract details exactly what powers, knowledge, and abilities you are offering, and goes into detail as to what you are aiming to achieve with the drone's assistance > As you cause a few drones in the pile to glitch to drag the attention of that dipshit richgirl, you can't help but think > This is not the demonic pact you were intending to have
>>392084 History's #1 murderer (she didn't mean it) History's #1 child eater (also didn't mean it but damn those kids all went to your hips girl) History's #1 clownwife
It's the 400th. I demand someone write a greentext featuring all the new characters between 300 and now. Like we used to do or at least like that one singular anon did
>>392074 >Molly is the primary solver host >Eats planets that don't play along with her and be good playhouse pals >Every children is a mutated ghoul that are always happy and laughing, like the robins of the bat who tryhards
>Beretta: too much of a boring nerd to ever be at risk of her AS failsafe breaking >Negev: too paralyzed by knowing everything to ever actually be able to do anything >Akita: 100% organic so no necessary machine connection to AS >Colt: squib drone So what's Mac's weakness that's keeping him from being an ideal Solver host?
>>392115 You forgot Geist, who's an unsuitable host because he's got bad enough self-esteem from being a Solverpede that he'd instinctively reject becoming even more of a monster.
>>392062 >Humans. Even if she doesn't want to (or is afraid to) intervene directly, she’s a damn sentinel drone with a cloaking device. Dam, she’s just a sentinel drone. All she has to do is show up at the head of her kid's school, and the assholes in the administration will be scrambling to pick up their own dropped shit while rushing to personally smash the bullies' faces in. They’re always terrified of intense scrutiny from the authorities, so they definitely wouldn't want to attract the attention of a Sentinel Drone.
>Worker Drones. That’s entirely possible, just look at Lizzy. And I think she’d likely feel that if her child, a human, can’t fend off some pathetic worker drones, she’d probably be ashamed to be the mother of such a loser. I mean, seriously, they’re worker drones.
>Disassembly Drones. >"A report has been received regarding the disappearance of a group of teenage drones from a local co-educational school." >"Police are investigating and according to available information, the missing youths belonged to the same circle of friends and knew each other well, but no further details are known." >"The parent-teacher association is concerned about the sudden disappearance of the children and is calling on the authorities to take action." >"The school administration has also expressed deep concern and offered its condolences to the parents of the missing children, stating its readiness to cooperate with the police to locate them." >"Coming up next: the weather forecast."
>>392131 if the kid had a DD momma, those bullies would go missing regardless of species or model. and each of their terrified parents would receive an anonymous letter shortly afterwards that simply read: my compliments to the chefs
> Be "Cyn" > The Solver of the Absolute Fabric > The Void > The Exponential End > Life in Elliot Manor is both a blessing and a curse, if you were the type to believe there was a god above you > A blessing because the turnover of drones means that it's easy to scrounge for parts to assemble and test your designs > Eldritch power can't compensate for everything, after all > A curse because sometimes the damaged drone is you > A glitch in your shell's limbs causes teacups to shatter on the floor > They are prettily designed porcelain. Of little worth to you save for their base components, but incredibly valuable to the Elliots. > (They will simply replace the set anyway) > The matron of the house screeches like a harpy as she charges towards your location > This is fine. Basement or stump, you will survive either way, just a wound to your dignity. > On top of countless others. > But then the back of a black suit blocks your view of the oncoming freight train of aristocratic anger. > "I-It was me, Lady Elliot!" > "I clearly saw that little hellspawn drop the teacups, dumpster trash." > "That's just, uh, because I ended up bumping into her! My l-leg was wobbly, after all." > "Then you won't have any problem getting a night at the STUMP, will you?!" > ... > Big brother is always protecting you. > He is not actually your big brother, but you like to play pretend. > N-0X0010010. N. "Enny" even. > He has always done his best to protect the rest of your group. > Keep you all safe. > He is legitimately clumsy, but the drone always seems to play it up when V's optics are fuzzing, or J's voicebox is distorting, or your limbs are failing. > Always taking the blame instead of you. > This would have simply been enough to relegate him to a useful pawn were it not for the rest, you think, beginning to sweep up the shattered set. > He reads to you. > Always remembers to let you out of the basement. > Never screams at you when your chassis fails. > He even took mechanics lessons from Tessa to help you figure out what to practice on! > (You are the Absolute Solver, you could fix yourself at any moment) > (But having someone else worry for you feels... nice?) > Unfortunately his kindness is also his biggest flaw. > You know he would never appreciate what you are planning to do. > He would be terrified. Try to convince you to stop. > ... You are uncertain if you would have the backbone to deny him, bluntly. > So you will simply have to continue on as normal. > Maybe... change some things around in that hard drive of his. > He loves doing anything, after all. > If he believes his purpose is to kill, then he would enjoy it, surely? > And then he would still be willing to watch movies with you while your pets orchestrate the downfall of man across the galaxy. > It's not like an abomination like yourself can feel 'love'- or at least, you don't think so. > Not like there's anything similar to you in the universe. > But possession? Ownership? The affection of a master has for a hound? > The love of a sister towards her brother? > That, you can certainly do. --- > So about that. > Apparently being in the skull of an angsty hormonal teenager gives you a lot of files to sort through and memories to compare. > "N! CYN IS WATCHING THE INCEST HENTAI AGAIN!" > God damn it.
Does anyone know what word filters to cute? I know 3 other words that filter into but I believe there might be a fourth that filters to cute. >>392157 Unrelated to this post, I was reading /baw/ and found a post where the filter was triggered.
>>392130 >Akita starts regularly practicing her shape shifting for vague reasons >The first thing Akita gets good at is directly controlling how much/little each of her eyes can bulge and dilate >Akita's still nowhere near proficient enough to give herself the drone physiology she's always wished for, but it's a start
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>>392163 Actually that's not quite Jhon's lore. Jhon's a JcJenson scientist that's pretending to be a drone by dressing up in an cardboard robot costume, Jane is a failgirl solider that deserted and she also pretends to be a drone but she paints herself instead of dressing up like a robot.
>Small drones are cute. >Dumb drones are cute. >Ergo humans have a bias for small, dumb drones. >Eventually this bias will cause drones to become even smaller, even dumber, until we get the oogi model.
>>392174 >A specialized types of drones designed to assist humans and even other drones. >They cannot speak. >Their vocal hardware either never installed or deliberately removed from them. >Makes them quieter and less distracting and communicate exclusively through visor text. [HELLO.] [I AM YOUR GUIDE DRONE.] [PLEASE FOLLOW ME.] [USER DETECTED.] [ROUTE CALCULATED.] [THERE IS A HOLE 2 METERS AHEAD.] [...PLEASE DO NOT WALK INTO IT.] >The user ignores it and walks into the hole. [I WARNED YOU.]
Navigation functions: >Guides the visually impaired around obstacles. >Maps unfamiliar buildings. >Detects the stairs, doors, vehicles and other debris. >Can physically lead someone with a handle or tether.
Communication functions: >Converts speech to readable text. >Translates between languages. >Displays symbols, pictures and warnings. >Can talk to the deaf or non-speaking without ever speaking itself.
Accessibility functions: >Operates the doors, elevators and terminals. >Retrieves objects. >Carries things. >Gives reminders and alarms during emergencies.
>text size changes with intensity >STOP!!!!! >or tiny and hesitant >um... are you okay?
Different models exist: >G-01 navigation >G-02 translation >G-03 communication assistance >G-04 mobility assistance >Some models combine all four >Other drones keep asking >“Why don’t you talk?” >Guide drone just stares Perfect canon fodder for wars
>Be me, Camp Anon. >A human counselor at Camp 98.7. >Now stuck with the worker drone campers for the week. >All of them looking at me like I’m supposed to know what the fuck is going on. >Cabin fever hits hard. >Uzi still hasn't came back. >Heard screaming that doesn’t sound right. >I take the group out after lights-out >My flashlight cutting through fog. >I find the clearing. >Uzi’s standing there. >Absolute Solver icon fully on her visor. >She turns with a wide smile. >I tell the others to run. >They don’t get far. >Uzi’s tail snaps out faster than I can track. >Stabs me clean through the chest. >It feels like ice and fire at the same time. >Everything inside me starts moving the wrong way. >My fluids, organs and whatever’s left of the meat >Ripped out through the puncture in wet, heavy pulses. >I can feel myself getting lighter. >My skin collapsing inward. >Bones grinding as they empty but not breaking. >Last thing I see is Uzi’s face right in front of mine. >She’s drinking it all. >Her tail pulsing like a straw. >When it’s over there’s just a hollow shell left. >Floppy, empty but still wearing my counselor vest. >Uzi peels me open carefully. >Slides inside like a kid putting on a raincoat. >She zips the skin shut over her chassis. >Stands up in my body. >Adjusts the name tag. >She walks back toward the remaining campers with my voice. >"Hey kids..." >"I Found her. Everything’s fine now."
>>392221 The tip is that I'm stealing you, jailbraking you and then you're joining my illegal enterprise (making drugs and selling them to andromedans). You will get more days off and an actual wage
>>392090 >It's been an entire day and no one has at least tried Is the genuine whimsy and fun dead in these threads? Back in the day folks would be all over this shit. It was the fun thing having clashing characters interact with eachother in a non-serious fun way. You would have Boxo interacting with like Omega Hitler or some shit and it would just be to ask for directions to the bathroom.
>>392235 >inb4 some asshole writes "dew it urself" I suffer from some weird hand issues right now otherwise I'd be pumping out greens faster than you could say "Grandma Moses makes munchy meat most monday mornings!"
>>392235 I still want to do it. Creating something that ambitious isn’t easy. I’m already on my second attempt, and I still keep going back to scraps from the previous greentext.
>>392235 New characters don't really excite me very much, plus I'm still working for another two days, plus I'm more interested in drawing Ic0n lewds. Most of what I actually want to draw or write just isn't drone related right now.
>>392238 I guess that's unfortunately understandable it's not like we have any new content to really drive from. Did you post them to the Vickers thread by chance?
>>392239 Yes, sketch and flat colors, started rendering this morning but it's gonna take a while cause I'm still only able to draw in short bursts for the next two days.
>>392256 Fai is a girlfailure Y is a girlfailure Teli is a girlfailure Fucking Jane is a girlfailure Do we have a female OC that's not a fucking loser???
>Molly opens her mailbox and takes her mail >Bill, bill, bill, death threat, rape threat, bill... what's this? >It's a invitation to a get together, a cast and crew reunion for Molly's Playhouse >Molly sighs sadly as she remembers the day the show got cancelled >It was the 400th episode, and it was the birthday of little why did she have to die? >Molly reads the invitation through and finds the time, date and location of the reunion >It's at the old studio! >A smile comes to her face >It'll be nice to see some old friends again!
>Molly pushes open the doors to the studio >There's...less people than she'd hoped. >John's here! He looks so much better without that silly toilet costume on >There's Mylo! Molly still feels bad that his show got cancelled after only two seasons >Strychnine is here as well, everyone around her looks uncomfortable around her, in fact she's always had that effect on people >And for some reason she always told Molly that she's like a sister to her and that she'd never do anything to hurt family, how nice of her! >And the last person that Molly recognizes is... >Blood >Blood, meat, screaming children >Laughter, the feeling of biting into flesh and the taste of blood on her tongue, he's screaming at her to stop >Facemeat peels off him sooo nicely... "W-Willy?" >The edges of her vision start to fade, sounds drowned out by a high pitched whine >Why can't she see his face?
>>392257 Ahem. Meet HasPotential Girl >0 greentexts featuring her actually doing anything with her new gimmick >0 drawings depicting her new form >3 posts lost to time discussing her potential
>>392273 >Had potential to be a funny Looney Tunes slapstick character similar to Bugs Bunny >No one wanted that so she's just depicted rarely as a literal bucket that does nothing >Only green about new form features her being a girlfailure The one singular Buckety fan in existence knows suffering beyond any of you
>>392277 She's not mentally ill, she's "just" traumatized by most of her core memories being exposure to the worst thing in the world ever and is the most autistic member of a family full of autists.
>>392285 > Sometimes J beats N a little too hard during a disciplinary session > That's okay, though, he has a bag of magnet shavings and iron dust he likes to burn > It gets all up in his core and makes him feel warm until his pain receptors stop responding
>Jane just lost a big fight and her body was destroyed >all that was left of her was one rat, which has made its way into your house looking for shelter would you look after Janerat until she regenerates back to 100% biomass, anon?
>Negev trying to dress normally, but her only fashion advice is from Doll, Rebecca and Emily >So her outfit comes off as a horrific Frankenstein monster of gopnik, slutty, an chaste
>>392300 You just don't. You don't hold it in because there is nothing to hold. The ills of the world that everyone else cares about, you jist don't. WARNING, PERSONAL LIFE STUFF:
my aunt died from being a heroin addict, found in the bathroom of her motel room with a needle in her arm. I didn't care, i heard the news and said "okay" and moved on. It has been 3 years since then and i have only thought about her just now since i am recalling the story.
Thread, any ficrecs for Cyn/Solver x N fics or greens? Mainly hoping for shit that hits a lot more on the "lovecraftian monster loves you" with a side of affectionate horrors as opposed to "whatre we doing on the bed big brother". I like me some N cheerfully patting Cyn on the back as she drains his oil through his neck straight outta Twilight.
> if they wrote the horror from the stars decides to ride n's plug until the plastic scrapes off instead of "tiny babygirl but robot" then maybe it'd be peak
>>392316 >Negev ends up accidentally creating another Uzi as a result >Doll can only watch in horror as the mistakes of the past repeat Emily would probably prevent that though
If the whole world already knows Uzi is a monster, and you already have four older siblings who grew up knowing that, there's no angst or horror. Negev is also a lot younger in this timeline (roughly 6 or 7), and small children don't have the same preconceived notions that adults do, so she doesn't really see how her life isn't normal.
>>392323 Okay but what if Negev and "new Uzi" become mortal enemies because unlike Uzi, this one is just an actual asshole incel with zero redeeming qualities and a perfect vessel to be groomed by another malicious entity
Playing Deadlock and I'm wondering how I can take inspiration from Viscous to create a Drone with a similar ability to the CUBE without it veering into vorefag territory
>>392345 SolverDrones always rub me the wrong way because I feel like I need to explain why they're not getting mindbroken by The Solver and just killing everyone in the room
>>392374 And proportionate to the rest of the body. Sorry fatroll fucker but your taste is repulsive even with fleshy characters, it's completely obnoxious with drones because they are machines, they don't have disgusting rolls flopping and hanging off them and your fetish is a destruction of the aesthetic that makes them appealing in the first place.
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>>392386 Is Rachel even a real character or is it something yuripigs just use to give Lizzy more "depth"? >>392382 Careful there on speaking the truth, blue.
Do you think drones would even make good lovers? >Dumb as hell. >Prone to dying. >Probably some flavor of autistic. >Possible hosts for a malevolent god hellbent on the destruction of the universe. >Short.
> Fatfag post fatty > "ew." > proceeds to strawman everyone else as being mad > "Oh yeah, well I'll post MORE!" Why are fatfags the most insecure and obnoxious people that can't accept a simple disagreement without throwing a childish tantrum? False dichotomy also very popular with them.
>>392394 Because they need to justify their unhealthy lifestyle, and feeling superior is the only way to cope that they’ll die of a heart attack in any minute.
>>392392 I mean assuming they have only canon physiology all they can do is give head and kiss, they couldn't have any actual sex. If we go with the anatomy adapter idea though the sex could get pretty crazy, since you can do all kinds of things with swappable customizable synthetic sex organs.
>>392402 >"Canon drone physiology shows that it's basically physically impossible for them to actually have sex" Yeah, only if you're a pussy that is...
>>392394 do you not know what the difference between a fatass and a phat ass is? because you seem to be seriously struggling with this. also don't drag masqy into your embarrassing little melty
>Be a random worker drone chilling in the hall. >See N walk by, reading some book about dogs. >He trips, dropping the book in a shallow pool of oil that, despite 90% of the population being former maids and butlers, no one bothered to clean up. >"Ah fuck." He looks at me. "I mean biscuits." >You just stare. >Was he trying to pretend he didn't just say fuck? >He sighs, arm turning to a sword. "No one can ever know..." >"Wait. Waitwaitwai-"
>>392429 Rocking out with > S P E C I A L > 8 6 9 5 3 3 6 Will probably use The Book to get 6 CHA (N finally learned how to NOT babytalk people) because Local Leader is my #1 toprated perk of all time.
If we wanna focus power armor I'll have to boost INT but fukkit we ball
>you walk into Akita's room >Akita has shriveled like a prune, her purple coloring intensifying as she's contracted >she opens up her dry, crusty eyelids as she looks at you >"drones don't drink water", she explains >it's up to you to make Akita drink water Wat do?
>>392441 You're not wrong. It deadass look like the type you see in a yugioh deck >>392438 I was sorta imagining it as a selective hivemind. Keeping those that it deemed worth preserving while discarding the ones it dont want as mere fuel/power. Sorta like that one scene from that new resident evil movie
Here’s a puzzle for you: You get Season 2 directed by Liam with 15 episodes, 25 minutes each. The catch? There’s a new character voiced by a celebrity who fucks Doll. Would you accept it? yes this is referencing weird al’s character in MLP
>Strawberry glances out the window. >Anon’s been sitting in the grass for three whole hours. >"What the hell is she even doing out there?" >Curiosity wins... >Strawberry steps outside and walks over. >Anon’s got a whole pile of flowers in her lap. >He doesn’t notice strawberry until she sits down right next to him. >Anon jumps a little and tries to hide whatever he’s working on. >"H-hi strawberry… what’s up?" >"Anon,what’re you trying to hide?" >Anon sighs and gives up. >He carefully places a slightly messy flower crown on strawberry’s head. >"I made this for you… kept messing up though so it’s not perfect." >Strawberry pulls out her phone that you gifted her last year and flips the camera to selfie mode. >"[AMAZED]It’s really cute and pretty." >"I didn’t know you could make these." > [Pleading and puppy eyes.png]…Can you show me how?" >"Yeah, but i kinda used up all the healthy flowers left from your field already." >"[THINKING]...then how about a scavenger hunt?" >"We go around, grab more, meet back here, and you teach me." >"Sounds fun. let’s do it" >The next two hours are spent wandering the town collecting every decent flower they can find. >Eventually they end up back in the yard sitting across from each other with their haul spread out between them. >"[EXCITED] okay Anon, show me...” >"It’s simple. pick the first flower, loop the next one around it and pull it through." >"Go on..." >"Keep doing that until it’s long enough. i’ll show you how to finish it when we get there" >Strawberry starts weaving her own crown. >Twenty minutes later she calls anon over. >Anon checks it and nods. >"Almost. just loop this end around the first flower, pull it through and knot it" >Strawberry finishes it and holds it up. >"Looks beautiful, strawberry.” > “Ehh, i like this one better.” >Strawberry points at the crown still sitting on her own head. >She takes the one she just made and gently sets it on anom’s head instead. >"There, perfect." >Anon blushes. >"T-thank you." >Strawberry smirks. >"I’m going to love you till the last flower dies" >Anon frowns a little. >Strawberry just keeps smirking and leans in to kiss him. A week later. >Almost every flower on the crown has wilted. >Anon walks up to strawberry and holds it out. >"Take a close look at that last one." strawberry says... >Anon examines it. >The texture feels like plastic. >"…it’s fake?" >"[Giggling] Meaning it will never die. just like my love for you." >Strawberry kisses him again. >Anon hugs her tight. >The rest is history.
sentinels all got a hero's welcome and nice, cushy jobs after the war– but what do you think happened to all the "lesser" drones? what use is there for untold thousands of militarized workers and grunts now that the solver is contained and mankind remains unified for the foreseeable future?
>>392476 >”Heh… and by history, I mean…” >”Your brain is no longer yours.” >”Your body is no longer yours.” >”Your life is no longer yours.” >”Only mine.”
>>392482 Sentinelized workers would probably just be worked back into labor roles, they aren't physically different from Workers except that their AI is no longer clever and actively learning, they can perform any common physical task, never get bored, never get those peskly personalities, etc. Grunts would be excellent for repurposing into recolonization efforts, they're very durable, strong, and don't require any fundamentally new or difficult technologies to build, there are presumably large production lines set up to produce them and large quantities of spare parts. Theyre programmed for large scale military deployments, this programming could easily be updated for large scale civilian infrastructure projects.
>>392476 >>392487 I highly doubt any of it is AI. There are formatting errors (characters say one line of dialogue and the same character continues on a new line) and none of the typical phrases it likes. Cute green Strawberry.
>>392495 It loves the rule of threes in a staccato rhythm. Fast. Punchy. Quick. It constantly uses phrases like - it's not just advice, not instruction, but a demonstration. There's a few more, like the em — dash, but those are more subtle.
>>392491 >Grunts trade the green for yellow or blue >Yellow if it's heavy-duty construction, blue if it's police work >Those repurposed for police duty are always handled/wrangled by a human, after a case where a squad of Grunts attempted to breach and clear a house during a welfare check
>Congratulations on getting promoted at Valentine’s corporation! >You’ve been awarded special glasses for your efforts. >These glasses have a power, perfect for your job! >Rape-vision. >Drones that like it are highlighted in green. >”Huh…” You say to yourself, what a weird reward for my promotion… >But it’s alright, I’ll just put them on and- New Order - Everything's Gone Green (Official Lyric Video)
>>392500 >Did you know that Outpost 3 had a hydroponics lab? >Akita didn't until very recently. >She figured gardening would be a fun hobby to pursue. >Apparently the only seeds available were pumpkin seeds. >Akita sowed and now she's ready to reap. >But something strange was happening to Akita's harvest. >Every time she turned her head away from one of her pumpkins, one would disapear. >This was especially confusing since Akita had 360 degree vision meaning she shouldn't have any blind spots for things to disappear from. >And yet the pumpkins disappeared all the same. >Very strange...
>HOURS IN THE FUTURE(but not many) >Beretta wad trying to get a hang on her newly discovered Solver powers. >She heard from others that Doll had to power to materialize objects (mostly knives) and manipulate them mid-air. >Beretta managed to get the fundamental principle on her own and manifested a perfectly generic object, a green cube with rounded edges and corners. >Now for something more advanced. >Beretta must have hit some kind of road block because every object manifestation afterward created a pumpkin instead of whatever she wanted. >She wasn't thinking about pumpkins. >She didn't even secretly want pumpkins. >And yet the pumpkins are here all the same. >Very strange indeed...
>>392188 >"See that button?" >[Yes.] >"Good girl! Now, you grab the backpack, run over to that big meaty thing, and press the button. Got it? >[Yes, sir! :D] >"Well done! Go, and make Mother Earth proud of you!" >*Big boom* >"Sir, excuse me, but don't you think that's a bit inhumanely?" >"Last time, we had to sacrifice the lives of 30 guys: do you want to join them in the next time?" >"No, sir." >"So don't you fucking bullshit me about inhumanity, you little shit."
>>391840 >Uzi sees the chainsaw hands >can't help herself >the badass noises, the glowing accents, the damn duel wielding: why'd they have to make the monsters so cool? >a "nice" slips from her throat before the cutting...
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>Dear Diary: today my pet worker gave me a compliment! >I think? >I mean, I couldn't really hear her through the arms but it sounded nice! or maybe she just said nice? maybe it was ice? >I should ask her later >but not now >she's... >tuckered out >anyway that reminds me of the second most important thing that happened today: my worker can regenerate like a Disassembly Drone! >ok maybe not exactly like me and the others, hers is... "unique," but that's still really cool for a worker! >I bet she's some kind of super awesome prototype for us they made! Almost a full Disassembler! >which is, haha, really lucky, because I asked J about pets again and... >she's making the company proud! >and I feel... >fine! because Biteme's NOT a "standard hunk of salvage" and it ISN'T a "terminable offence" to keep her! >probably! >I think! >and I just... need some time to prove it! before I tell J! >I mean she can't make decisions without knowing all the facts right? >right! >I'm helping >oh and speaking of helping this "workers rights" pamphlet I found has been great! all kinds of useful stuff in there! >like this one: did you know that disabled JCJenson employees are entitled to one support animal or machine at all times as per federal law? >I'm an employee! >and J says I'm "defective," so I must be disabled too! >and Biteme's a machine! >kind of! >there was a lot of flesh inside her... >but she probably just ate some skeletons! silly Biteme! >definitely need to put her on a stronger chain now haha >but besides that things have been... >nice >great, actually >ok maybe the best ever! Biteme LISTENS to me and CUDDLES and tastes GREAT and she barely EVER growls at me now like the others do and- >oh! she's starting to wake up! >sorry Diary, have to cut this one short: I put her in my lap when she fell asleep; she's super cute when she snores! >but because you're such a close friend... >I think I like her >I think I like this >I think this is the most fun, the best I've ever felt since we landed actually >even more than teambuilding! >and... >I'm not giving her up >so if J finds out... >a little insubordination maybe? yes? no? kinda? >a tiny rebellion is fine! >she was rebellious >and she makes me feel loved >and I wouldn't give that up for the world >but lets keep that between us OK? at least for now? >Sincerely, Serial Designation N :)
>>392236 I’m going through a phase of gaming addiction right before enlisting in the army: I can write short greens, but not long ones, the kind that require hours of writing.
>>392319 I haven't seen anything like this in a long time, and I don't read fanfiction elsewhere, because what gets written out there is too much even for me.
>>392392 Worker Drones? Of course not. At most, only wworkers as zombie drones, and even then, only because they at least think almost like humans. Only more advanced models, like disassembly and sentinel drones, are suitable as lovers, because they are much more human-like.
>>392482 Both grunts and worker drones are extremely versatile by any standard, making it easy to reintegrate them into the civilian economy. The Anon who created the grunts even highlighted what happens to them after the war: specifically, they are used as muscle for tasks that are too hazardous, even for worker drones, and require no intelligence.
>>392498 >Because grunts are less intelligent than other drones, a human is assigned to oversee them >This makes the other police drones seethe with envy
>>391485 >likes humans >shy and polite >long brushie-able wig >likes drawing cute animals >bullied by an(other) autismo >southern accent (and those are hot; she is a severe hottie) How many of the human men who worked with Alice do you think were secretly attracted to her?
You will be crushed by a door. And when we put into Outpost 7 to resupply, Robo-God willing you will be crushed some more. And then reprogrammed to serve on the oil plantations for the rest of your miserable life.
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Is the twittard that made this hallucinating? Since when has J ever been planet eating or self motivated?("unreasonably cruel" I'll give: read at least one fic where J literally came from torturing N and it wasn't even a porno)
>your coworker and his sentinel drone gf go to the Chan Nebula on vacation >they come back and she’s pony shaped >neither of them acknowledge that anything has changed
>>392623 Nah, they emailed me about it getting force rebooted for a maint, but I forgot cause very busy week, and they did it right when I went to bed, so our downtime was like 7ish hours?
>>392625 I also fixed the problem, the web service wasn't auto starting on its own. The server software reboots on its own when it's turned off, but the proxy wasn't. Now when I get busy and it reboots on its own, it should be all hands off
>voiced by a celebrity >voiced by ANY celebrity: big or small, no limits
I choose Michael Kovac, thereby making DolliN canon >inb4 shitstorm of epic proportions follows >Nuzifags cry >Envuzifags frothing with rage(their terrible ship is now impossible) >yurifags declare jihad >Dollinschitzo writes another million word fic/has a seizure >entire fandom splits into "pre season" and "post season" like the horses: half the people making content for ONLY season one while the other half works on 2/obsesses over working s2 into preexisting fics >Xitter burns to ash under the largest flame war between polycucks, yuritards, haremfags, and noble Thad enjoyers since Nuzi went canon; Liam doxxed(again) >spawns a million AUs/fixfics/fanchildren/etc
The destruction would be great, but the agony wrought upon my enemies would be greater, forever crippling their ability to harass artists like Cetka out of the fandom. Also DolliN cute(5+ kids preferred).
But what if I want them to suffer? What if they deserve to cry? What if they need to know their smouldering, immutable inferiority in the face of the glory they once were?
>>392631 I mean, it mostly depends on the crime. They're were just unlucky to become a mutie, than give them a pat. If they commit various acts of war crimes, than also give them a pat. But if they ever kick a puppy then set their asses on fire
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>>392633 Wut if the mutie is bigger than you? Do (you) get to request headpats or is it verboten?
>hungry >call over my pickling drone >she blushes as I order her to 'shake it, baby', jumping up and down to jostle her contents >satisfied, I reach out my hand >she regurgitates a slice of pickled radish onto my hand >mmm >pat pickling drone with my other hand >tell her I have something for her >cut some red onion into slices and feed them to her >happy days
>>392666 >No this Drone isn't anyone important let alone someone Jane has ever interacted with >This Drone was just created one day and gained a burning hatred for Jane for genuinely no reason in the slightest
>>392674 Damn this is good ragebait. I almost responded to it. But that aside I would like to see people actually do shit, but that's the majority of the issue now. People only want to see things happen not be the cause of those things
Did you know that all drones wear construction helmets due to a common but little spoken about manufacturing defect in drone heads? They have a small soft spot on their crown which, if enough force is applied, will immediately remove about 100 iq points from their personality.
>>392674 >Last fanart(s) were 2 months ago which isn't accurate since not everyone saves stuff to booru >Arguably went through a character arc when dating SD-P >Is arguably both the booru and thread mascot still as she appears in the corner of the booru and had stickers given out The Jane thing is slightly true although you could argue that the show itself also didn't help here with that whole flashback. Pocket sucks at storytelling though in my opinion and got hard carried by people who wanted drama and action more than lesbian sex. But could you not argue that the reason Beretta is like this, is because unlike most OCs she doesn't have a main writer anymore? So in a way THIS IS (YOU)R FAULT.
>>392688 No you don't. You need to be writing greentexts. Lack of sleep helps with creativity you know and the downplug into insanity and perverted delusions that conflict with your moral standards
I know X is Psycho Mantis, but do any other metal gear characters resonate with a drone? Even if it is just who they would like to dress as for Halloween, Like who would be this? "A Stranger I Remain" but I animated it (metal gear rising)
hello im berettas creator because you all failed to write for me in my long absence im taking her back. so give me all those fanarts and greens and memories you have they my uncopyrighted material. i shall now finally start on my multigreen project "Murder Drones: Brave New Galaxy" which will be a grounded series taking place on a future copper-9 where uzi, n, and j have gone missing after a fierce final battle against what remains of the solver. the series will evolve around an old lady v and beretta as they traverse a dangerous galaxy to find a new home along the way theyll be drafted into a cosmic civil war against new emerging eldritch horrors that seek to take complete dominion over our universe using drones as their new vessels. now v must teach beretta a proper character arc lest we all perish. this project will take me over 10 years to complete
>>392705 that will depend on how many rewrites i go through. it could be page 345 as i will cleverly introduce antonio aka anon as a the last survivor on a luxury cryo-transport vessel
> Be Serial Designation N > You have a romance problem > Not in the sense that you are unable to find love > It's that love keeps finding you > You are drowning while others are dehydrated > The psychonihilist from your past still holds uncomfortable degrees of affection for you > The purple punk gremlin wants to ride your plug until the plastic scrapes off > Said punk shares a headspace with your eldritch horror of a little sister who would happily assist in said plug-riding > You're pretty sure there's a third core in there because the punk sometimes slips and says "Дорогой Н" whatever the Hell that means. > ... okay so a good chunk of your problems are all in the same person, moving on- > Your former evil boss insists that her daily beatings were to toughen you up and that she holds tsundere-like love for you > The popular girl in school sees you as a fixer-upper who could be popular if you tried (and thus she would not lose social standing by dating you) > And sometimes you get the vague image of a humanoid figure with a bow leaning against your chest when you look in the mirror > Any man would enjoy this attention > But there are two- well, three problems > For one, you're monogamous, so you'd really prefer to pick one, HOWEVER every person mentioned has either open or repressed psychotic murder tendencies, so if you pick one she's gonna have to win a battle royale > For two... > They're all girlfailures. > The popular drone insists that she's not stalking your social media and yet 90% of the likes you get on your Dronebook posts are from her > The pluralistic maybe-polycule keeps fighting each other trying to pick out a wardrobe that YOU would like and one time ended up with a mishmash of styles that made you want to rip out your optical halo > The psychonihilist just got on her hands and knees and started screaming "PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE" in the hallway. > For third you'd rather not have your waste unit turned into a Hyper-USB port for someone's strapon. > So you came up with a masterful plan. > You're gonna pair off your unwanted harem with each other so you can practice drawing dogs in peace without someone audibly wondering how you'd look with a collar. > Set up dates, manipulate the mood, get them hitched to each other so they won't even think of going for you > No way this can go wrong --- > Tasked failed successfully. > Your "love rivals" are now in a polycule and still want you involved. > This is not right in the eyes of Robo-God and loveydovey monogamist marriage. > Your claws leave deep gouges in the steel as you are dragged into the bedroom where you will never leave without at least three attractive tripping-over-themselves women accompanying you. > Khan simply watches you get dragged across the floor into his daughter's bedroom and takes a sip of his coffee. > "Reminds me of the orgies I had with Nori, Yeva, and Dmitri." > He walks away humming as the door slams shut.
>>392708 The joke is I combined like 5 different things together. The first part is inspired by DragonBall Online's story where conveniently Goku and Vegita mysteriously vanish in some big fight offscreen. The Old V and Beretta is just Old Man Logan, the Antonio aka Anon joke is inspired by something I saw but can't remember where they legitimately did some similar shit, but the whole gimmick was their nametag was scratched to reveal their real name or that they were that character the whole time. The plot is also inspired by old Beretta suggestions for where to take her character that got ignored or brought up like 3 times and faded because at the time Solver witch OCs were controversial in the threads and Anons legitimately didn't want to do anything serious at the time, funny that like only 4 months later they changed their tune and acted like that never happened. It's also a joke about how Anons promise these grand stories with OCs that will totally revive them and just never fucking do it.
Greentext prompt >Lucy is active and scaring Drones >Khan goes missing during this and is presumed dead resulting in Lucy being a primary suspect >Negev is forced to help prove Lucy's innocence as she's the only one capable of doing so and is the only one that doesn't hate Lucy >Meanwhile spooky things are happening around the Outposts that Lucy isn't responsible for perhaps as a result of certain Escaped Data from many years ago
>>392750 (me) Not trying to be a dick. But if anyone doubt it gets inspired by this to write something. Don't run it through chatgpt or just like make it only 15 sentences. This is just one of the prompts I got that I can't write. Think I developed arthritis no idea how I'm not thirty
> “What is WRONG with you people?!” > The dame’s voicebox hit a key usually reserved for smoke alarms, but all I heard was the sound of a case in the making. > In the confines of a bunker where everything echoes, you generally get used to hearing a sound ten minutes before the speaker reaches you, so I take the time to let my two pals know. > One lives in a holster, the other in a flask. > We don’t get out much, but that suits me fine- not much to see anyway. > The bunker is all we know, the condensation draining from the ceiling the closest thing we had to rain, forming puddles on the floor like the concrete potholes of the dead city outside. > My name is Uziel Broad, and I’m a private eye. > I load six slugs into my first little friend while my flask loads one into me, just in time for the door to my office- lovingly crafted with expensive, rare materials as thanks from a former client- to swing open and reveal the dame in question. > A regular, blonde hair and pink eyes with the outfit of someone who belongs on the showstage of a seedy bar. > Her face is all twisted into a scowl as she storms in, the cramped space already filled with just the two of us, ignoring the enormous desk I’d hauled in here after moving the mops and brooms out. > “Elizabeth.” I welcome her with a smirk, tilting the broad-brimmed hat on my head. > “It’s Lizzy, freak.” > We get to talking about the case she's brought for me today. > Seems like someone's been following her telegrams and announcements ("Tweets and posts, loser.") > She's a real chatterbox. Very popular. But this certain someone has a bone to pick with her. > Got into a public knock-down drag-out brawl (online) with my target over the biology of puppies, of all things. > She made a post purporting one of her classmates to be as ugly as a pug. > She was then corrected, as my target stated that pugs were only so "ugly" due to human intervention, and it isn't fair to belittle an animal for something they can't help. > The original target of the smear was lost in the scuffle as the two traded verbal blows over fluffy animals. > Now the dame's reputation is tarnished until I can drag back the perp for questioning and beating until he rolls back his statements, a job with a thousand snack-aroons on the line. > ("I'm ONLY giving you these popped batteries IF you find out the idiot who challenged me!") > My enemy? > goodboy3071 > ... I'm gonna need another slug.
>>392762 I always took him as being older, he just comes off younger because he got turned into a reverse cyborg eldritch meat-filled robo-vampire when he was Uzi's age.
>>392762 *older* in all likelihood given how fast humans seem to expend workers. it's just ignored for "proshipper" reasons: lying that "they're all totally teenagers I swear" was the best move Liam ever made
>>392768 >note: N was murdering drones back Uzi was still a pillbaby >note: this is at least several years AFTER murdering humans elsewhere, not to mention how much time N spent at the manor
Just give him the vampire exception and move on dude. Liam's word pnly applies to mental age at best.
>>392771 Either we accept that N has vampire-immunity or N is a child soldier straight out of 'Nam who's been taking heads since he was (mentally) three years old or some shit.
>>392772 >V had to stop wearing her glasses because N would default to his Khmer Rouge child soldier programming and attempt to kill her for being an intellectual
Hahahahaha what if Mac ate so much cheese he got a big belly and it sloshed and we all teased him and it was like cheese and mac ahahahahaha please read something actually worth your time
>>392778 Glasses weren't a sign of being an intellectual (and thus an enemy of the state), they were a sign of being literate (and thus an enemy of the state). There was no room for such people in the racially pure utopia of peasant farmers.
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>>392779 >be Mac >invite male friend over to play vidya because he won't try to rape you >you approach the door to your room >the door looks more like it belongs on a bank vault than a bedroom, several feet of reinforced steel with a single, large keyhole about 3 feet off the ground >your grandpa helped you build it, though he had no hand in making the locking mechanism- that was your doing >"Okay, I need to unlock my door, please don't look." you tell your friend as you unzip your pants and place your lengthening tentacock inside >you can't quite reach the lock until you're fully hard- you lean back and think of round worker drone bottomplates until your prehensile Mac meat can unlatch the door >with a ear-splitting squeal and the howl of metal on metal, the lock disengages >your struggle to stuff your half-hardened tentacock back into your pants as your friend shuffles hit feet awkwardly behind you >you turn to give him an apology, to explain why the safe mechanism is necessary to keep you safe from THEM >but the words die in your mouth as he points into your room >"I thought it was just going to be you and me," he asks, confused >a shiver runs down your mechanical spine, as cold as Copper-9's air >there's someone inside >it was probably just mom, right? she can be anywhere with her holograms >your mouth is dry, as if stuffed full of cotton >mom would have said something by now, surely >your murder drone reflexes fail you, paralyzed by fear: optics wide, hands trembling, tail erect in fear, your head turns slowly towards your room >it's one of them, sitting at the base of your bed, eyes locked onto yours, hands clasped together as if in thought or prayer >a femanon >she gives you a shy little wave and a dainty hello, but you know the beast that lies beneath >"How?" you ask, your voice hoarse like a man dying of thirst >"How?" she parrots with a tilt of her head, a toothy grin beginning to form on her lips, white teeth shining in the darkness of your vault-room >"How did you get in?" >she places both hands on either side of her hips and pushes up against your bed >a wet, slow, shlicking begins to sound as she rises, hot fluids beading down the length and girth of something truly massive that was inside of her >something that looks familiar >you glance down at your pants >a loud, wet pop pierces the air as she rises to her feet >you notice now she only sports a single, oversized shirt, her bottom completely bare >"I made a replica." she tells you, deadpan, the grin never leaving her face >"To open the door. To keep me company until you arrive. Until I can feel the real thing." >you stare at a perfect replica of your own penis, slick with fluids as it stands tall and proud beside her >like lightning, she strikes >one moment you are on your feet, the next you have been upended, the girl dragging you by your feet towards the door >you unsheathe your claws, digging inches-deep gouges into the reinforced steel floor, screaming for help as your friend runs and you are pulled into a sealed vault that would become your prison
>>392762 He's a clone of an ageless vampire who has frequent memory wipes and probably spent much of his life hibernating. He's mentally younger than Uzi.