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Good day my Friends! Let's keep the talk about Drones going! You know what to do, talk about Drones, Murder Drones, Threads, everything! I wish you a good day! The very Disco Booru: https://dronebooru.co Last Thread: >>45182
>>46217 >E in the thread usually: Goofy, silly, likes fruit
>E in her lore: A tormented drone with a heavy fear/hatred for the Solver that gets so bad that she goes into solver rages and implied to willingly keep her magnetized hat on so she doesn’t have to endure the hallucinations at the cost of her intelligence and memories. Her only light is the hopes of seeing her “Boss” again, which is a lie perpetrated by the Solver to keep E from going against it.
>>46264 It's an idea I had in my sleep last night for the labor bot Solver war stuff I've been wanting to write Basically J0y wants to get off planet before the great [null] happens, so she inserts herself into the head of a labor bot and acts kind of like a backseat driver/voice in her head, secretly ordering the labor bot around to get her to lead all the other labor bots off planet. Naturally J0y wants to remain hidden so she threatens the labor bot with death if she ever reveals the secret of where she's suddenly getting all these ideas from.
>>46273 >After the Solver's defeat, E gets settled into a newer, quieter life, coming to terms with the fact that her boss was dead, never to return to her >Unbeknownst to her, 'dead' is relative >Blood ghost Boss.
>>46295 Heh, just spent the last 30 mins reliving last fall's and winter's MD threads, life was simpler back then, this week too was shit and it isn't even over yet ;_; But at least my drawing is somehow going well eith everything else being hell, drone fueled escapism is real...one more day till weekend
>>46297 I hope you're doing alright, Anon. We don't need to lose another Anon, if you're having trouble there should be someone you can talk to. I hope.
>>46293 >Ghostly moans can be heard as E is roused from her recharge cycle. >When her optics blink to life, all they register the horrible spectral emissions in the infrared band. What she sees terrifies her. >"OH MY GOSH! A FLOATIN' SHOPPING LIST FULL OF BLOODY MANGOS! AHHHHHHH!" >(You) materialise in a fountain of blood. >"I'm not a shopping liiiiiist! I'm your dead boss/boyfrieeeeeend!"
>"Pfft. Boss ain't a ghost. He's takin' a kip in the old cemetary." >tfw she doesn't get it.
>>46292 >>46292 Sounds interesting. I look forward to what you got. >J0y leans into the Laborer’s view, sporting her signature grin, yet it held a much more malicious aura behind it. >”Congratulations, you rusting scrap heap, you’re now my new best friend until we get off this doomed planet. Now it’s important to keep this between us from your friends, it will be our little secret.” >”Don’t do anything stupid, I would hate for our friendship to end so soon…” >J0y raised one of her clawed fingers and firmly scraped the Laborer’s face screen with it, making the bot bueno. J0y’s voice takes on a more sinister and threatening vibe as her grin widens >”You tell anyone about me and I’ll make sure the final moments of your wretched existence are in agony~”
>>46298 It's nothing to complain about overall, things can (and will) always get worse. I will surely never leave here, this is probably the brightests thing I have in life right now, if I'm no longer here then that means I'm dead. Thanks for the concern, really, I have people to talk to. It's just much at once right now, awful hell of interacting with narcissist ignorant bureaucrats, falling ill exclusively when that happens, possibly not being allowed into uni very last minute due to some bureaucrat subhumans lying and not doing their jobs, all should have been settled three months ago already. That's it with the blogpost for now, maybe typing it makes it leave my mind. Thanks anon
I HATE Labor Bots! I hate how square, short, and cute they are while working. I would never EVER give them uppies or tell them how much I appreciate their hard work.
>>46265 H'okay, since the other Negev writefriend is carrying his own burdens, I felt like doing something of my own. I'm going off the Lizzy info in this other-PGE green btw. Writefriend, pls don't put the full image in the screencap. Just leave it as the thumbnail.
>Uzi moved to knock at the door, but stopped herself before she could interrupt the conversation she heard one end of on the other side. >"No, nothing weird's going on with her sister that I can see. Nothing that can't be explained by having the parents she does anyway. ... Not because they're monsters, because they're weird. ... Oh, me? I'm having an okay evening. Just finished grading papers, figuring out which movie I wanna watch. Wanna come over and make a night of it? ... I understand. The kid's more important right now. ... Okay. Da svidaniya to you too." A pause. "Uzi, I know it's you out there!" A few footsteps later, the door opened to reveal a tired eyed but smiling Lizzy. >"Hey Lizzy." >"Come on in and take a seat, you freaky little goblin!" Lizzy said, waving Uzi in. >After Uzi eased herself into a chair covered in faint-very faint-oil stains, Lizzy, done locking the door, flopped onto her couch, landing perfectly within the impression of her that had been on it when she got up after her call. "C'mon 'God', you can get comfortable in here." Uzi grimaced faintly at the reminder of that short-lived coping mechanism. "So what was it you wanted to talk with me about?" >"It's about..." Uzi considered her words as she took her boots off. She felt no different afterwards. "It's partly about my daughter, partly about someone else we know." >"Beretta's doing fine now, Uzi. For now anyway." >"It's not Beretta I wanted to ask about..." Uzi mumbled, looking down at her lap. >"Oh." Lizzy's face fell. "Met the poor kid recently. Wanted to see how the education they give at the nitwit school is. There are several complaints I could make about the place, but education isn't one of them." A certain gleam returned to Lizzy's eyes. "Negev's a damn sight smarter than her dad, at any ra-" >"Bite me!" erupted Uzi. "I've been hearing this for years! I'm sick of it! N isn't dumb! He's just-" >"Naive, yes, I've heard it before. You keep telling yourself that," Lizzy said as she rolled her eyes. >"Say that shit to his face, you coward..." Uzi growled. >"So what was it you wanted to ask about Negev?" >"Oh, uh, that. So obviously I can't visit her myself, and I have little confidence N going over would be much better, so Beretta handles the face to face stuff for us. And lately she's been reporting Negev singing tunes to herself in Russian..." >"So?" Lizzy scoffed. >"... You wouldn't happen to know anything... recent, let's say, about someone we both know, who died in an extremely bad way and probably while full of rage, or sorrow, or both..." >"Oh, Doll? Yeah, she visits Negev. I was just about to get off the phone with her when you came." >"WHAT?!" Uzi screamed, her eyes going hollow. Phantom bullets of sweat started trickling down her forehead, and for once she wished she could still feel it.
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No.46320 Anon who suggested Negev would be able to see Doll
>>46319 >"What's the big deal? Negev needs more people in her life than just her sister who care for her and want to comfort her but don't also cause her to start screaming like she's being murdered when she looks at them. Doll's fine." >Pots full of oil and dismembered limbs flashed in Uzi's mind's eye, followed by a succession of scenes of V murdering complete strangers as naturally as a worker drone would smash a bug. "Hearing you of all people vouch for someone does NOT fill me with confidence!" >Lizzy rolled her eyes again. "Robo-God, you are still SUCH a drama queen. I wanted this to stay private, but you? You forced my hand," she said as she pulled up a photo gallery on her phone and turned it to Uzi. "You want to know why I'm not worried? This is why I'm not worried:" >A selfie, clearly an old selfie judging from the cheerleader outfit, of a crying Lizzy with her arm around what seemed to be a mass of oil with Doll's silhouette, two glowing red eyes, and a jagged glowing red mouth. The two were looking at the camera with the smiles of someone reuniting with a loved one they thought they'd never see again, like the smile Uzi saw on her father's face when he returned after the final battle with Robo-Satan with her mother tucked under his arm-and presumably the smile her mother would have had if she wasn't a disembodied core covered in flesh. Above and slightly to the side of them, a sparkling pink gif bearing the legend FRIENDSHIP NEVER DIES. >A photo taken from above of a school desk with Я ВЕРНУЛАСЬ, СУКА written on it in oil. >A photo of a teenage Rachel (Uzi never got the hate for her, but there must have been something to it if even N hated her) waiting in the nurse's office, hollow eyed and in the fetal position. Gifs of laughing emojis surrounded her. >A photo of Doll, now seemingly more solid and looking like a shiny black version of her living self (outside of the mouth and eyes), laying a wreath next to the Outpost 3 memorial wall under her parents' names >A selfie of Lizzy being (apparently unexpectedly) kissed on the cheek by Doll- >"Aw, crap! I KNEW I missed one!" Lizzy pulled her phone away from Uzi and back up to her face, blushing furiously. "Of ALL the photos of us to forget to move to the subfolder" she said, tapping away at the screen, "it had to be the first one after her death!" Lizzy looked back to a silent Uzi. "Oh don't tell me you're shocked, Mrs. 'I'm a cool fleshbeast goddess of hyperdeath, please please please validate me'!" >"I wasn't saying anything," Uzi said flatly. >Lizzy sighed. "V's hotter and all, but honestly? Doll's always been the better kisser." The photo apparently moved, Lizzy returned her phone to Uz. "Here on out you're gonna get her photobombing me.": >A selfie of Lizzy at her high school graduation, her other arm around Doll's corpse (also dressed to graduate); next to them was a second corpse Doll with one eye, a slight smile, and her hands clasped together in happiness. >A selfie of Lizzy and this corpse-looking Doll, apparently what she looks like without a physical medium to make her normally visible, in Lizzy's just set up college dorm. >A photo of the DD support group Lizzy volunteers for; Doll, her eye hollow with surprise, watching V cry into her hands as several other tall, weirdly hot robots with white hair and yellow eyes watch with concern. >A selfie of Lizzy at her college graduation, her father and V and Doll behind her, her father somehow looking even more like a walking corpse than Doll. >A selfie of Lizzy, V, several of Lizzy's other friends, and Doll celebrating her getting her teaching certificate. >"Smaller album than I expected," Uzi said. >"All the movie night and vacation photos are in another subfolder," Lizzy responded, putting her phone down. "The point is, Doll's not that kind of ghost." She sighed. "I've been saying it for years, 'Bestie, you don't need to limit yourself to photobombing and this creeping around at night as an oil cryptid thing. Nightmare monsters are in. No one would care that you're a ghost.' But she never does it. Doesn't matter who loves her as a monster because she can't love herself as a monster." Lizzy clicked her tongue. "If even half of what Negev says about you is true that's another thing you and Doll have in common." >"So what's that movie you were gonna watch, anyway?" Uzi blurted out. >"I was thinking I'd rewatch Labyrinth. The guy is really hot, and I love the job they did on the puppets." >Uzi jolted, almost involuntarily. >"Don't say the P-word again..." Uzi begged, her eyes suddenly hollow. >"What, why shouldn't I say pu-" The penny dropped for Lizzy. For the first time in many years, the yellow edge started slowly returning to Uzi's eyes. "Oh... Oh, Uzi..." >"You wanna know why I stopped calling myself God and clammed up so soon after saving the planet instead of keeping it up for years? That's why."
Oi, how did you measure your head when you made this?
>>46309 Falling into a sleep-like trance with my eyes open while embraced on all sides by the walls of the tiny hole I have spent the last days in. My metabolism has slowed down considerably and my body has frozen. A sniper rifle is clutched tightly in my frozen hands. I can't move my fingers in this state. A cable plugged to a port in my nostril connects it to my brain. I can fire it with a thought. A normal rifle would shatter my fingers and shoulder joint in this state. But this is a laser sniper rifle. No recoil, almost no sound. My prey; Disassembly Drones. Prone to overheating, fleshy under the chassis. Vulnerable to a weapon that produces such intense heat that it vaporizes the water in your cells and makes your meat explode from the release of the steam. My scope gazes out at an old radio miles away. It is my siren. It plays nostalgic, sad tunes from the 20th century every night when the monsters are out and about. I prey on monsters. The radio attracts them to where I can shine them. It takes time, lots of it. But I am not in a rush. I have nowhere to go. Nobody to return to.
>>46324 Could you imagine having to walk to the charging station with your labor bot bride, asking the Archiver for her blessing, and then having a large marriage ceremony on the production line. Absolutely horrific! I definitely DO NOT want to do that.
>>46246 Not exactly. >Harper gave her consent for this, same with her owners. She actually regularly writes to and visits them at their inn >The guy who picked her up, her one-day admin and boss, treated her well and as a result everything went over way more smoothly >Turns out a mentally stable and level-headed Drone is more effective an operative than an unwell killing machine because it means they can function in a variety of scenarios I'm now going to have a panic attack over my inability to write, how are you
>>46327 > I'm now going to have a panic attack over my inability to write, how are you Don’t worry, it was just me having bad literacy skills. Your writing is great.
>Hear buzzing noises in your ceiling >Its keeping you from sleeping >Hornets? >You grab your broom and start banging on the roof hoping to gawd they'll stfu >*bang bang bang* "ow..." you hear >Whut >Good news is its not a hornet infestation >Bad(?) news is its a bunch of enns >One pops out from a corner mildly angry flying towards you >"Hey pls stawp that ok humie, you hurt enn# 2347...." wwyd in this situation?
>>46343 I am very gentle and kind when not provoked. I would either try to bribe the Enns to piss off to another home since they are an oogi infestation waiting to happen, or I would try to befriend them and invite them to come live with me where I can keep an eye on them. If I am provoked, I will gather them all in one place under friendly pretenses and either sell them or outright poison them to kill them.
>>46337 > I'm PHYSICALLY unable to right at the moment. I suffer from debilitating agony Damn. I hope you get better Anon. your green inspired me to post my own stories
>>46347 Need to make more Alice's in that style, the pic from today was more for practice, one day I'll know how to get it right to convey what I mean, many weeks till then tho, I don't wanna sit through so many bs weeks however
>It's your first assignment as a Sentinel. >You've been through a ton of VR training to mentally prepare you for what you're going to see here. >The goal is simple for this one. There's this one human outpost who was able to contact the outside after the Solver showed up in their area, begging for rescue. Video evidence was more convincing, and hopefully they're not holograms. The Solver is an insidious foe, and you'll need to stay sharp at all costs >.... >You thought it had all gone to shit, considering the Disassemblers roaming around, but they weren't that much of a problem. You even managed to find the humans in their secure bunker >That is until the Solverpede showed up. Shit went south real fast, but you managed to at least evacuate the civvies while your teammates held it off >Then Ivory and Intoner stepped into the picture and it wasn't even a fight. Intoner just spoke one word >"Lol" >The Solverpede basically got hit with a rail gun by that >"Lmao" >Ivory proceeded to rip the core right out of it while it was regenerating >You've got a long way to go, don't you?
/co/ >Attention Citizens. >Whiteout conditions are now in effect. >Hurricane force winds and temperatures below negative 50 centigrade are expected. >All citizens are to be confined to their quarters. >The council has decreed that drone snuggling is mandatory at this time. >The city must survive.
>>46364 >sheltering in place with J >as much a workaholic as ever, she's dead set on finishing an important report come hell or high water >but she doesn't want to defy a direct order from the council >so she grumpily agrees to cuddling as long as she can still work >but she decides the cuddling position you take based on optimum efficiency >and so, you get to be her office chair for the next few hours... maybe days... >lucky you!
>the area between J's buttcheeks is the single warmest place left on the planet >a fact you are well aware of from the stream of sweat- both yours and hers, running down your face and lubricating your head >the sweat keeps making her slip against you and she frequently has to wiggle and jostle her ass back into the optimal place on your face
I fucking hate writing. There's a scene I can see so clearly in my mind that I can't put into words. It's so fucking stupid yet I have rewritten it a dozen times already
>>46367 >A site director is hesitant to request the aid of Sentinel Drones. These looked like high-grade, armed to the teeth anti-Solver drones. It didn’t sound cheap. >One of them, dubbed Harper, chipped in. >”Oh, don’t worry about the cost! We’re just doing our job, seeing humanity safe and sound is payment enough!”
>The Absolute Solver tricks Uzi into getting absolutely wasted in a bid to hijack her body >(Un)Fortunately this results in The Absolute Solver also getting absolutely wasted
>>46368 The worst fucking part is when I'm trying to write something but I can't stop thinking about future events that I'm going to write. This ends up making it much harder to write the current events because my mind is occupied, so I start writing the future events. But then when I go back to write the current events I end up coming up with new ideas that require me to change the future events I already wrote.
>>46381 HOLY SHIT THANK YOU FOR PUTTING MY EXACT PROBLEM INTO WORDS. The thing is that I KNOW 100% how the story is going to end. I know what is going to happen and where it will lead to, but the urge to write something that is still far off from happening from where you're at in the story takes over. Then when I do write in the future I feel another urge to rewrite something and sometimes when I do, I look back at the other parts that I've posted here and wish I could go back to rewrite them to fit in but I can't. So I have to change everything else.
PLEASE I JUST WANT TO GET TO THE PART WHERE MY DRONE OC HAS A HAPPY ENDING WITH A HUMAN, WHY DO I HAVE TO WRITE SO MUCH BUILD UP FUCKKKKKKK
>>46349 >Catch the enns and put them in a box >They think it is a hotel because you're giving them everything they're asking for plus chocolate >You sell them to J, who lives nearby >The enns all wave at you from the box, thanking you and saying goodbye in their happy little voices >They think they are going on a cruise >You feel a little guilty >J takes them back to her place where against all odds the enns are accomodated >The unemployed office drone-or-human takes each enn out of the box, wrapping her hands around them in what they interpret as a full body hug, and places them in a hive that resembles a dollhouse or resort playset >The enns look around them going "wow!" >J puts a number on the back of each enn and gives it a tiny marshmellow (the kind you sprinkle on your hot chocolate) >The enns eat their treats >"Did you like it?" asks J with a smile >"Yes!" they reply >"Do you like your new home?" asks J >"Yes!" they reply >"Would you like some more friends?" >"Yes!" >"Oh giiirls~" >On J's signal the doors to the small quarters open >First one. Then another and another >The doors open a crack >Curious eyes regard the enns >"Come on girls. Come on out! Free boys! It's a limited time offer!" J encourages her other pets >Slowly, the duls come out of their hidey holes >They approach the enns, who respond with smiles and excitement >The duls are a little intimidated, so not much happens until the enns become less excited due to boredom or awkwardness >A dul takes an enn's hand >"Hello!" says enn >The dul leads him by the hand back to her home >Slowly the others follow her example and pick an enn that they take back home >J smiles with a tear in her eye >"That's my girls." >J is a breeder >Meanwhile in a nearby potted plant >Oogi lowers her hand binoculars >As in, she put her hands on her eyes as if they were binoculars earlier >"I must teww Boss Bewwy Eater!" >She sneaks away, spreading dirt on the carpet >Later that night J is woken up by the squealings of her hamstessa >"My baby!" she gasps >She shoots up from her bed or recharging station and runs to the living room where she comes upon a rave party >Only instead of music, there is screaming >Instead of glow sticks, there are visor lights >The laser show is real though. So real that the furniture are damaged, the walls need putty and paint, and the carpet has caught small fires here and there >As J discovers when she hits the light switch so hard she breaks it >Oogies! >A whole lot of the little shits have broken in >They are killing the duls and kidnapping the enns! >They have immobilized hamstessa's ball and are trying to crack it open to access the soft meat inside >Hamstessa is sqealing in terror and crying >"Mother of usury!" J shoots in extreme anger as she picks up the ball. "Untaxed turdlings!" >An oogi is dumb enough to be persistent enough to be lifted up along with the ball >J grabs it >"Bit mEEEEEEEE-!" >J squeezes with all her fury until the oogi turns into paste in her grip >The top half and bottom half fall to the floor separate from eachother >The oogis are stunned for a moment >J wants nothing but to stomp the purple little shits but she would also be stomping her duls and enns >With hamstessa in one hand, J pick up oogies one by one, beheads them with her teeth and spits their heads at the wall where they pop like grapes >"Howwy fawkin asscrackers!" exclaims an alpha oogi. "Scuttle! Scuttle ya sluts!" >The oogies scatter with their ill-gotten enn booty and a scream of "Aaaaaaaaa!" >J spends the night being very, very angry >Her precious duls! Her brand new enns! >An enn is crying next to a dead dul, even though their numbers don't match >They had acclimated so well, they had even developed affairs >Either that or the enn is retarded >She spends some time picking up corpses, trashing debris and looking for strugglers >Then she gives up and sits next to hamstessa's enclosure with a bottle of booze that she takes swigs from >"I'm hiring an exterminator tomorrow. YOU HEAR THAT, YOU PENNIES?" >A muffled voice from another appartment tells her to shut the fuck up >"By Larry Fink's bald, I should *start* an exterminator service!"
>>46378 It's not that expensive relative to our usual government spending. They just need to pay for repairs of about 300 or so high-tech machines and also allow them a relaxing place to stay, train, and improve (A rainforest planet that's almost perpetually raining)
>>46383 I know. yet is still feels as if the story I'm writing will always have an out of reach ending that is never going to happen, but I still push forward so that I can post it for the world (altchan) to see
>>46364 >Oh great, whiteout, no going outside today >Time to huddle near the heater and work on that novel of yours >-wait, mandatory drone snuggling? >You try to creep in to grab your writing utensils unnoticed, only to be grabbed from both sides >U-U were already after you the moment the announcement went out >They form an unbreakable double-hug around you and drag you into your bed >Now and then one breaks away to bring you food and they'll swap places, but otherwise it stays the same >No pranks or torment for now, not until the whiteout is over >Right now, they needed to make sure you survived, even as the ice starts closing in
>>46387 >someone post something motivating Liam Vickers being able to finish Murder Drones. He started off from posting creepypastas over a decade ago, to posting his own short animations. A lot of people didn't expect anything to come after the cancellation of Internecion Cube; >After all, Liam never finishes his projects, right? Yet he was able to create one of the most influential indie shows on Youtube after years of all his previous works being cancelled for some reason or another, and now we're here discussing it after it finished airing.
>>46423 "I have important information that can lead to the arrest of JCJENON higher-ups" >That was the last thing Anon posted online before mysteriously disappearing from his apartment the next day >Several journalists who claimed to have received said important info backed down when asked to testify in court. >Camera footage from the day of the disappearance was destroyed, but a single 30 second video came to light on an anonymous image board. >A group of Labor Bots, some carrying weapons, heading inside a van without any license plate. >The driver appears to be a worker drone, but their physique, which matches that of a Sentinel Drone, made many skeptics call the video false. >All we know is that this is the only lead towards the whereabouts of Anon.
>>46430 If for some odd reason people want to see the scene, I ain't judging. I found the only source, yes I know it's TikTok bleh >THERE IS NO DRONES HERE ONLY WEIRD MOVIE SPOILER DO NOT CLICK IF YOU WISH TO SEE https://www.tiktok.com/@pregnant_universe2/video/7415785536406801696
>>46450 The question is being asked by the same exact Anon who derailed an entire /co/ thread and spammed Oogis, he also straight up did a whole villain threat/speech to force a random Anon to apologize for asking him to stop. I don't want that kind of bad autism here. Also yes, it's totally him because I'm pretty positive this exact question is what started it in the first place
>>46451 I don't know about any of that but I do know that probably 70% of the 'what if' or 'how would (character) react?' questions are done by the same guy who is allergic to writing and constantly reposts the same stuff
>>46451 (me) And even if it's not the same question it follows the same prompt as all the other ones he repeats in every single /co/ thread, it always goes something like this >How would [CHARACTER] react if [TESSA RELATED SCENARIO]
>>46454 No, I'm pretty positive it's 100% him. Since the question follows the same exact format. I didn't really care about him until he did that, I found him to be annoying, but now he's plainly malicious
>>46456 Thanks for confirming that you're the guy who literally derailed the thread and caused a massive issue with that one line! I'm not sure why you keep accusing people who call you out for "being evil Oogischizo" or some bullshit, but go back. We don't want your negativity or whatever bullshit here
>>46447 what the hell is wrong with you, amyanon? why are you going after lesser oc’s? what’s next? you’re gonna commission elf ENF art? negev exhibitionism? jo’ faucet public use toilet?
>>46465 I don't hate Oogis, what I hate is people who derail the threads with them purposely and then threaten to continue to do so, admiting that they're not posting Oogis because thdy enjoy them but to purposely cause issues unless shitdick or whatever apologizes to them.
>>46472 https://desuarchive.org/co/thread/145612124/#q145621478 It's kinda hard when shit like this happens because someone spergs out. Look, all I want is this not to happen again an entire thread got ruined because what? An Anon that could've been easily ignored said something mean?
>>46438 >The video stops on the captured Laborer’s screen as a little giggle is heard. >”Ehehe~ So the old one is a special little scrap heap, isn’t she~? And here I thought she was only a big nerd with a bigger lore book. Hmm, a bot with anti-Solver abilities. I could use that…” >J0y then grabs the Laborer’s head as her infection spreads almost instantly. The Laborer shakes and spasms as their systems react critical failure before the back of their head blows out and they shut off, dead. >”I could VERY much use that…ehehe~” >J0y then tossed the corpse aside, Wattdigos waiting in the darkness then leaped on the body, tearing apart and cannibalizing it for wires and electronics…
>>46484 The "threat" was in the desu link I just posted. Look, I don't want to drag this on endlessly or cause any issues, but basically all I want to say specifically to that Anon is, if you can't control yourself then get the Hell out. Now I'm sorry for bringing up an old issue
>>46487 No that's a different guy who was responding to the Oogi images that were maliciously being spammed. That was essentially an attempt at a misdirection. But we're getting off-topic and I apologize for that. >>46489 If that autism includes destroying an entire thread then no. No we can't
>>46490 No Anon I was not scared that Mr. Oogi Boogi man was coming to get me. I was just upset that we lost a thread due to that bullshit and I don't want that bullshit to happen again
>>46492 >If that autism includes destroying an entire thread then no. No we can't Don't provoke him, the whole thing started because one anon tried to control who could post what.
Tell me your best Murder Drones related pick up lines, I'll start: >Hey girl, wanna head over to my place? I'll show you my Murder Drones OC afterwards if you're lucky.
>>46531 >>46533 How would that even be rationalized through a "real" perspective? Like this weirdly optimistic Robot showed up and became the first president of the most powerful nation today, and nobody questions it. Would history just roll with it or would there be a huge collective "wtf" regarding something so impossible Is N still alive because he's not organic, and would he tell stories of crossing the Delaware and meeting every president of the US? Does glitch sell Washington plushies?
>>46537 >Anon couldn't believe his luck >As part of the Worker Defense Force he had been tasked with maintaining a watch on the main doors. >But it seemed like luck wasn't on his side today >The Disassembly Drones had breached, and rather than fight them, he had done the smart thing and run deep into the bowels of Copper 9 >He had nearly made it to one of the smaller safety rooms before something got in his way >"George Washington," thought Anon >The 6'2 powdered wig man approached him, and he knew that he had met his end
>>46535 >>46538 >>46543 She never shows any interest in a human beyond her confidential friendship with her boss. Besides she already tried romance before and that didn't turn out well
>>46549 >2024 >Drone President for Life N is on tv being interviewed >some activist starts yelling about how N used to own slaves back at Mount Vernon >N just starts salivating and talking about all the things he used to do to his slaves and to Martha Washington's milf ass before N's handlers drag him off stage for his daily ice cream eating photo op
it’s common knowledge that good old abraham lincoln was known for engaging in a spot of vampire killing from time to time, they wouldn’t have made a movie out of it otherwise
>sue me if I go too fast >but the sons of his opponents wish that he was their dad >got a wig for his wig >got a brain for his heart >he'll kick you apart >he'll kick you apart! >ooh!
>>46584 >”the journey will be rife with peril I'm afraid, you’ll cross farmer smith's cornfield and make your way up greenleaf hill, ford your way across quickrun creek and make for the horse path, when the pines thin out, you need to make your way along the edge of arlington, watch out for redcoats, they have a garrison there, the building across from the fish market is the library, look for the old clock tower”
>george washington and vilgax fought in 1773, vilgax ran alway like a coward >reason why george washington had wooden teeth was because of a bill cipher, still didn’t stop the president this man is literally made to be a badass
Wait more shit I realized. George Washington would have to be hundreds of years old and also for some odd reason he was hanging around Elliot Manor and no one questioned it
>>46605 >All the while, George is confused. Not because he's a thousand years in the future, moreso that he's in an Australian manor that's also in a swamp for some reason.
>>46605 >James tries to talk nasty about ol' George in front of him, but Washington's mortifying gaze caused James to freeze then walk away, harumphing all the while.
>>46605 >>46611 james isn’t even a real fancy man, just talking and cosplaying like one, how fucking pathetic! unlike gorge washington, now that man is the real deal
guys, my george washington snuck out at night and ate a bunch of gravel from the road, and it made him really sick and lethargic, and my mom says we’re gonna have to put him down if he doesn’t get better tomorrow
>>46647 >Sentinel Drones: A recreation of my old foe has come back to haunt me with a new color scheme. They claim they're only dangerous to DDs, but I can't trust them. Not after Earth. >Sentinel: Puppy :)
Do you guys think the dead DDs in the labs came in squads of three like N's team? What are your thoughts on solo, duos, or even a squad of four DDs from the angle of writing a fanfic?
>>46653 Something like 24, maybe more? I remember a pic from the threads that counted the dead DDs but I don't have it forgot to save it because I'm an idiot
What was Megumi like again? I just got Anon and Megumi on the wheel but I have no idea what she's like so that I can write a greentext with her and Anon.
>>46653 >>46661 I remember someone counting all we see in the episode 6 trailer together wirmth those from the episode and having either 32 or 36, didn't save it tho
Just rewatched the zombiedrones tape, and noticed 3020 mentioned, likely the year the data's from, which would show us earth got destroyed 3020 at the earliesr
>>46656 I don't know, anon. I like to read any kind of greentext. Though, I'd like to see more greentext with Series Designation K, I really like how she looks.
>>46622 >>46614 >snuggling on the couch with george washington >putting your ear against his broad, manly chest >listening to his heartbeat >he looks down at you, tears in his eyes >"I'm sorry, you shouldn't have heard that. My heartbeat is a state secret." >his big, strong hands grab the sides of your head and he twists
>>46690 He likes pink. And that's coming from the Solver. Will you trust the Solver in regards to this matter? He might like more than one color. He might even keep his favorite color only for his emo GF to know. We'll never know the truth because we can't ever be his GF sadly
What if Cynessa was a "bad" fusion, aka the Solver controlling both Cyn and Tessa. And there is a "good" fusion where Cyn and Tessa are still fused, but alive and are controlling the Solver?
>>46705 Ackshually, genetic tests of Ashkenazi Jews have shown that a large share of their male line DNA, and the majority of their female line DNA, originated in Italy. The "Khazar milkers" are in fact fraudulently relabled Italian milkers, not authentic products of the Pontic Steppe.
>>46704 >>46705 >Uzi makes you drink her nanites GLUG GLUG style. >Slowly you start turning jewish. >Your nose gets longer. >Your knowledge of banking and finances expands exponentially. >You have an interest in hebrew holidays and traditions. >You start hating both the christians and muslims.
>>46709 If I were a Jew I'd be swearing up and down that the majority of Jews are racially pure descendants of the ancient Hebrews who the whole of Eretz Yisrael rightfully and exclusively belongs to, and definitely not the descendants of a pre-Christian diaspora muttified by local converts.
>>45774 >>45503 Finished Human Y(vvone) I tried my best but i still feel like my sketch is better than my rendering. Oddly enough my rendering skills shot to 300% when i was rendering her torso and body but instantly fell back into a ditch when i tried to do her face as well. The realistic body kinda looks creepy to me compared to everything else lmao. View the Alts at your own risk >Alts https://files.catbox.moe/vyljbu.png https://files.catbox.moe/1vbm4a.png
Anyway back to stewing in dissatisfaction and waiting for another brainworm to come bite
>>46731 Anon is obviously the victim here, Jane's putrid stench must have knocked him out and after that she did unspeakable things to his unconscious body, mostly the crotch area
>Fun Daily Canon Facts: George Washington claimed to have been visited by a talking crow from the future, historians are still befuddled at what this means
>>46749 OC FACT: Jane was forbidden from being a drone by Cyn, this is because drone!Jane kept winning the annual “most pickupable drone” contest by default
>>46749 AU where Jane is a worker drone who let the DDs in and got her drone friends killed and is now forced to live with them in constant fear theyll kill her to or sent to go live in other worker drone bases to let DDs / Solver kill them
>>46746 >"Cyn, why and where did you get these?" >Once again your t-shirts and cargo pants have been replaced with an assortment of cutesy and quite frankly gay bows, miniskirts and flower shirts. >Your lovely autistic maid smiles ever so earnestly up at you. >Not a single thing seeming wrong to this worker about the whole situation. >Heck, the flaming drier was the least of your concerns. >"From the handsome gentleman over there." >A finger point ushers your attention over to a suspiciously familiar butler drone waving nonchalantly at the pair of you. Cyn waving back in kind at her 'friend'. >Then it made sense. >Cyn had invited her male counterpart over to this universe again. >Terrible dread ripples down your spine. >You really, REALLY hope this isn't a tag team.
>>46757 Can these threads stop trying to turn me gay? First it was E and Everest, then Hunter and Huntress, Thalia, and of course, Cyn and male Cyn. I will never have sexual relations with male drones.
>>46760 >he thinks he has a choice it’s okay anon, get alllll those complaints out of you system, soon you won’t be able to complain with all the drone boy tongue in your throat