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Avre, in my eyes >A bit of a clingy dummy >Actually genuinely intelligent and educated when it comes to flora and fauna, loves nature >Stealth expert (Sometimes used for glomps) >Has a pet Sentinel Raptor she calls Dinobot
>>62320 >would a person who kills others for fun, get along with someone who stops killing? I’m going on a limb here, but how many times do you get punched in the head
>Anon is enjoying life on the farm with U-U >Despite multiple snags, things have finally seemed to level out >All the crops have been planted and the two DDs have learned how to help out, like by milking cows without stabbing the poor things or collecting eggs from the hens without scrambling the unfortunate cluckers in the process >For the first time since you arrived, you even have a bit of spare time on your hands! >However, you also made an express point of leaving your TV back with your old life in suburbia. >Entertainment, like your work, will come through simpler means. >More wholesome varieties of excitement, as in ye olden days of living off the land. >In this case, books! >You grab a book you’ve been putting off for a while off the shelves and slouch back into your recliner. >Until U- and -U are done with their work, you can sneak in a bit of reading. >Your fingers gloss over the ornately ornamented cover - “The Collected Works of HP Lovecraft” - and flip the pages. >”Dedicated to my cat.” >How sweet. >You begin to read about all manner of cosmic horrors, becoming more and more engrossed until you realize you’re no longer alone. >Peeking over the book from where you sit, U- and -U are watching you closely. >One of them (you can’t tell which) cracks a grin. >It’s impossible to determine if it’s a friendly or menacing grin. >”So, you’ve been goofing off while the two of us worked our tails off, huh?” >It’s confirmed: they’re making menacing grins. >”You’ve been taking us both for granted lately.” >The two nod in perfect sync. >”And finding out that you’re slacking and leaving OUR needs unfulfilled…” >”... well, it doesn’t sit quite right with us. We need a little entertainment too, after all.” >You sink deeper into your chair in a fruitless attempt to get away. >”What are you two going to do to me?” >The two pause in their approach. >What did they want to do with you? >One of them catches sight of the cover of your book and taps her sister. >A brief psychic exchange takes place; a curt nod between them shows mutual assent. >They turn back to you. >”Since you like Cthulu so much, we were figuring we’d do something along that theme.” >The other one grins and, for a split second, you can see an eye indicator between her bangs. >”Tentacles.” >You practically fly out of the chair to escape but they’re too quick. >Four hands seize you and drag you, screaming, to your bedroom. >At least there’s one thing you can be thankful for, you think to yourself as your mind begins to perform a protective emergency shutdown. >Your nearest neighbors are ten miles away, and they won’t hear you scream like a little girl.
>>62327 >“The Collected Works of HP Lovecraft” - and flip the pages. >”Dedicated to my cat.” >How sweet. kek. good farm-grown green, anon. at least (You) weren't reading The Hellbound Heart
J is definitely the type of drone to accidentally release nanite acid when she’s exited, luckily for Thad, the saliva left on his d*ck from the blowjob counteracted the nanites, allowing him to keep going. J was extremely impressed by Thad’s form, in and out in rhythm, all without it falling out once, but she still wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep this up for, having nearly beaten his previous record of 4 minutes, Thad went on, making sure his backshots were as pleasurable for J as it was for him, had he been less careful, the backshots could easily cause discomfort and even pain to J, ruining the session. Both counted in their heads: “three minutes forty five seconds, three minutes and forty six seconds”. As Thad was reaching the 4 minute mark, he felt the semen travelling up his dick, but he endured. “Three minutes and fifty four seconds, three minutes and fifty five seconds.” Only five seconds left for his record to be beaten! “Three minutes and fifty six seconds, three minutes and fifty seven seconds, THREE MINUTES AND FIFTY EIGHT SECONDS, THREE MINUTES AND FIFTY NINE SECONDS, FOUR MINUTES!” Thad had successfully beaten his previous record, and finished inside J at four minutes and eleven seconds exactly. Both looked lovingly into each other’s screens and made a silent promise to try and beat this record soon.
>Another busy day of grinding away at your job is well underway. >It’s quite literally just work for work’s sake - you could swear you’ve seen some of these exact documents before. >You’ve got a hunch that whoever works the night shift for your position does nothing but undo all of your daily progress so that you start from scratch each morning. >You can’t prove it, but that’s the only logical-
>”Boss.”
>SD-S has draped herself over your shoulders.
>”Yeah?”
>”There’s a package for you outside.”
>”That’s great. I’ll go check in a minute.”
>SD-S hums and slithers back off of you. >You think she’s probably left the room; you’re quickly proven wrong as she hops up onto your desk and stretches. >Your coffee mug almost falls off the edge but you manage to catch it just in the knick of time. >Not even a drop spilled. You’re cool as ice, Mr. Mous.
>”SD-S, you almost knocked my coffee on the ground. You know Jamie hates cleaning broken ceramic.”
>She doesn’t respond. >You look back to see she’s batting at your keyboard disinterestedly.
>”SD-S, is there a particular reason you’re doing this.”
>She pauses.
>”... I really want you to open the box.”
>You roll your eyes. >Fine. >You’ll concede this time. >You already know what’s in the package anyway; you DID order it, after all. >Grabbing a box cutter, you get to your feet and walk over to the office door.
>”Alright, alright. You win.”
>You slice open the large parcel and open it, taking out the contents with skill and efficiency that the most senior postal worker ever would seethe in envy at. >S crawls in the box and watches from inside her cardboard fortress as you assemble the item, the construct slowly growing larger and larger with each component you attach. >Finally, after thirty minutes of work (which you intend to bill to the company; fuck ‘em), you stand back and gesture proudly at the results: a six foot tall, feature-inclusive cat tree, complete with scratching posts, nooks, crannies, jingly bits, and enough feathers to make you sneeze if you stared too long.
>”So, S, what do you think?”
>You look back to the box, but she’s gone. >She’s already sequestered herself at the top of the thing. >There’s a slight tint of blush.
>”... I like it. Thank you.”
>You can’t help but grin - albeit weakly, since you're still about four hundred dollars in the red from buying the goofy thing. >Oh well. Nothing a bit of 'overtime' with S can't fix.
>>62372 No because Lizzu's already know that Cthulhuanon isn't actually an Eldritch Monster but a loser Femcel Neet. What Lizzu's do actually is spread negative rumours about Cthulhuanon on the internet or the OogiNET
>>62376 that loved starved, that you would a emotionless machine, huh? I expect nothing less from you, yet it’s still disappointing that you turned out this way
>>62379 The rule is you need to have a bunch of other things to procrastinate on As soon as I have a million other obligations I get all my best ideas It's the cruel nature of the world
>>62346 >U-U have you chained up and are both holding chains with meathooks on them >"Okay, next up we impale him with these hooks and pull him until his skin rips off." >They both stand still, holding the chains >"...I don't want to do that." >"Don't be a pussy, do it." >"You do it!" >"No!" >They start fighting >When it's over, both of them have managed to string each other up on hooks >"This sucks." >"Yeah, this isn't pleasurable at all. What was the point?" >You explain that the Cenobites are so far removed from normal sensation that- >"Shut up, retard, your book is gay and so are you." >Now all three of you are stuck here until someone manages to break free, and it's probably not going to be you
>>62382 >The three discover they unfortunately activated the LeMarchanon Con-fag-uration and summoned the Cynobites, who dress grown men in maid outfits >Anon is dragged screaming into the dimensional rift, which closes behind the Cynobites >A moment later, it reopens and he staggers out, his balls and body drained and dressed in a frilly maid dress
>>62381 >Kiss Y >She mistakes you as trying to headbutt her, tries to dodge, faceplants, knocking herself unconscious >Her squadmates arrive several hours later and interrupt your movie to collect her >Kiss Dirt >You stagger out of her lair 2 weeks later with a dog collar around your neck, balls drained and every hole in your body violated >At least she made you beignets as part of the aftercare >Kiss Femdrone >Instantly contract ligma >Incurable ligma
>>62318 Damn, you reminded me i need to work on a proper character ref for her:
I can give the tiniest bit of lore rn though: >agoraphobia Mixture of heavy PTSD & most of her tools/ability's being more tuned to close quarters engagements, she feels extremely vulnerable in wide open spaces. Also explains why you tend to find her in very crampt environments. (her locker, bunkers, holes, generally anywhere dark and easy to hide in)
So AU that's about Lizzy and SD-Д instead of Uzi and SD-N: assuming this Lizzy is just as much of a monsterfucker as "our" Lizzy, how would she likely feel about ending up as a squirmy worm Solverpede puppeting her original body?
>>62415 I have done a few short stories before but I am still having a bit of difficulties with getting from start to end. Hopefully this one does not end up in the trashbin but I am feeling good about this one. Might take a long while, though. I can only write it at work hours.
>>62398 Oh damn. Sorry. I just got the feeling that she’s someone who likes nature from the hat. Maybe the nature is a form of exposure therapy for her, showing her that she doesn’t need to be afraid
>>62178 If Beau were to startle Doll, would she try to smash him with a Bible actually a Russian-to-Chinese dictionary like that other Russian who got startled by a homunculus?
Let's have a thought experiment. Imagine, if you will, you discovered the removable tail of the new DD models, you discovered the high sensitivity of the port, and let's imagine you inserted a cylinder in the port, and fitted perfectly, but after a while, for some reason, the cylinder got stuck, how would you unstuck the cylinder?
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>>62425 >DD!Anon Wait... so does this mean I'm helping just some random DD!Anon, a Disassembly Drone clone of myself, or am I personally the Disassembly Drone?
>>62443 If only there was a way to eject some sort of fluid from the cylinder, it might assist in lubrication and removal of the cylinder Although, it could also potentially electrocute the cylinder
>>62446 If it were possible for the cylinder to eject a fluid, it would find it impossible to do so due to the circumstances, and lets think in this thought experiment that the cylinder must remain unharmed.
>>62449 Okay, fair enough Now, if I remember correctly from the last time there was a thought experiment involving a fragile cylinder and a DD tailport, the tailport itself isn't very wide, tall, or deep Therefore, according to official specs, the cylinder probably doesn't exceed an inch in diameter and three inches in length Is the cylinder rigid or semi-flexible? If it's flexible enough, you might be able to wriggle the tiny, incredibly small cylinder out
>>62451 This DD tail port is deep, meaning it's not small, it is an average length and girth cylinder, and meaning the cylinder Is almost completely inside of the port, and it's not flexible at all, also add that is so stuck it can't be rotated, so it's impossible to just wiggle it out.
>>62453 I dunno man, but I guess we can argue whether or not the cylinder is of average length later once you've rescued it I recommend using olive oil or WD-40, whatever is most easily available, as a lubricant Hopefully you didn't jam the cylinder into the port so that there's no space between it and the interior of the port - you can pour the liquid in and possibly create enough slipperiness to remove the cylinder without issue Alternatively, if the cylinder shrinks when exposed to cold, ice might help Note that every six hours, the DD tailport automatically receives an intense, prolonged burst of heat to ensure that contaminants are purged - so if that hasn't happened for a while, you NEED to work fast to keep the cylinder from being deepfried
>>62456 L when Anon gets home be like: >Welcome home! >Would you like me for dinner? >Or a bath, having sex with me in the bath? >Or me? The illusion of free will
>>62458 Olive oil or WD-40 seem like an interesting solution for this thought experiment. One could put WD-40 in the last inch outside the port and push in to then push out to have more out, and repeat until it's out, that sounds like a great strategy. And I did not know about the cleaning with hear inside the DD tail port, it would be so bad if this was a real scenario but thankfully it is not, this is just a thought experiment.
>>62462 >>62464 A typical weekend with L >L wakes you up with a blowjob >Rides you until the afternoon >Makes you lunch >Have a evening nap >L makes you fuck her up until the night >Makes you dinner >Take a bath which gets interrupted by L >Fuck L in the shower >Fuck L on the bed before sleep >Finally rest
>>62466 Yeah, but you missed >Fucks you while making lunch >Screws you while you eat lunch >Clangs you while making and eating dinner Otherwise, basically everything you mentioned
>>62428 Not your fault, its mine for putting it off for so long (same with PT5, i could've done it a week ago, i was just dying inside because i never wrote smut before)
>I just got the feeling that she’s someone who likes nature from the hat.
its a British Army helmet (or something very closely replicating it) Her overall outfit is basically a British army uniform because im unoriginal and couldn't think of any better idea to fit with the name.
>>62479 >RT3 hears the cries of the common man >"Please! Create libido boosting nanites for my hot, curvaceous, loving, flirtatious, and sweet disassembly drone wife to inject me with so I can clang her SCARY!" >They understand the need and they intend to fill it >Tirelessly they experiment with different concoctions >Bravely, each researcher 'tests' each batch of the modified nanites with their significant others in order to verify it really works >And then, after the initial tests, they use some more of the libido booster nanites to 'test things again' >And for about a month the various researchers make really super super sure that the nanites work by continually using them >Such brave souls, being willing to put the customer experience first even if it means constantly clanging their drones for weeks >And, after their 'rigorous testing standards' are satisfied, RT3 is finally proud to release >Release the product, I mean
>>62476 >Her overall outfit is basically a British army uniform because im unoriginal I love drones in military uniform, original or not. I just wish I was better at drawing them
Wanted to try out some stylization later today, mostly Alice/Doll but besides these, do any of you have smth good in minc for the CFL drones? Yeva Alice 029 Nori
>>62496 It's not really talked about for obvious reasons of bringing the mood way fucking down, but it's basically an inevitable implication of MD's story that the Disassembly Drones were forced to kill actual children, both human and robot.
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>>62487 >A bored human on an aquatic planet with a single grunt he reactivated starts refitting and reworking it to be better in its non-standard environment >He creates humanity's finest weapon against the DDs >Unfortunately, his planet gets skipped over by the Solver, and so his magnum opus never sees combat
The drones yearn for the human lap. They will find you when you least suspect it. They will sit in your lap and wait for you to pat them. There is no escape.
>>62527 >Has to get tips from V because she doesn't know if your sex life is spicy enough. >V pretends to know what she's talking about despite being a massive robo-virgin. >Eventually she just tells Fem!N to hold hands in bed with you.
>>62530 It is. The planet sucks and the outpost isn't much better. You could be wandering around stressing, or you could be in bed with a cuddly drone who will ride you until it becomes a health risk. You don't have anywhere important to be or anything to do, so just stroke her chassis and long hair, kiss whichever part of her body's closest to your face.
>>62528 >You wake up in the middle of the night because someone is holding your hand. >You turn your head on its side. >You see FemN's face in front of you. >She is lying on the bed next to you, her face showing a bright yellow inverted X and her mouth open in a wide manic grin. >You see two rows of sharp white metal-ceramic teeth and thin strands of saliva between them. >For a split second, your brain releases an incredible amount of adrenaline and hormones into your bloodstream. >But it's too much, and you pass out instantly. >FemN is puzzled by your reaction, but still won't let go of your hand. >In fact, she's even happy. Normally you'd run away from her in terror. >She continues to lie next to you and hold your hand, as Vee advised.
I nearly failed to close the door in time and it almost got in, and that got me wondering. If Cyn actually showed up in front of you in reality, how scared would you be, even if only for a few brief moments? Assume she's got no ill intent and is probably going to be your wife from here on out. I'd probably have a heart attack on the spot, seeing her skitter across the street at extreme speed before getting up in my face.
>>62576 I don't know, but there's always something else to do. A landscape can always be traversed, a new drone species can be made, a human can suffer different woes in the Solver War, a new planet can be imagined. There's always something to be done, and that gives me a certain kind of hope.
>One of the more strange creatures you can find living in your outpost, is the rare Elf >Elfs are very solitary creatures, typically building their nests in secluded, hard to reach spots and living by themselves >They possess phenomenal sensory abilities, which allow them to avoid any and all potential threats. It's very rare to ever encounter an Elf as they'll always know you're coming before you even enter the room >Elfs typically avoid other creatures like Oogis and Enns in very much the same way they do with humans, however Elfs are known to be extremely fierce fighters if ever backed into a corner >While human interaction with Elfs is exceedingly rare, there have been a few cases of people successfully befriending them >These fringe cases have biologists speculating if it's possible to domesticate Elfs, believing that their exceptional sensory abilities could be put to use in various jobs around the system
>All the Es dogpile Anon in a “E-pile” >”NO! NO!” >Lady E barked as she pulled out a cross, making the Solver infected Es hiss and move away from Anon, leaving the non-infected ones on him
>>62579 >You have an Elf in your house >Despite your best efforts you can't get it to be your friend, all you can do is offer it treats regularly >Then one day, a Predator Oogi breaks in >Cowering in the corner of your kitchen as it advances with a toxin-coated blade, you're shocked when it suddenly gets flung to the side, along with something else >Elf is atop the Oogi, ripping its weapon hand off before stabbing it in the face, over and over, with her tail >She continues until it stops moving, then for a little while after, only stopping to turn and look at you like a deer in the headlights >You give it thanks for saving your life, and for a moment it smiles, only to blush and dart away as quickly as it first arrived >You're not sure why the Elf helped you, but you're very grateful >Double treats from now on, you decide
>"Man, I feel burnt out today. I don't want to write at all." >Lay down in bed to engage in sleep >Immediately get the most banger ideas and want to write. The Lord does test me so.
>>62569 I will scream. I'll scream like a banshee in terror, because I'll realise what's in front of me.
Literally Satan, even worse, a creature of indescribable power, capable of doing the vilest and most impossible things not only to me, but to the universe itself. Even if it came in the form of a maid drone without Tessa's skin on it, I'd still cower in the corner and roar like a beaten bitch.
>>62587 >God of the universe is born >bitch slaps her into submission What the FUCK was his problem? I'm still unsure if the titans the legend's referring to is actually meant to be Regi or they're like the Greek titans.
>>62595 The leaked lore is kinda messy, but in one of the stories Aus (Arceus) turns into a woman to get fucked by the first man, so now everyone calls them a she. For all I know they could turn into any gender cuz omnipotent god and everything, so it's up to your interpretation.
>>62516 There is a fine but dangerous line between giving S belly scratches and accidentally getting her hot and bothered Really, if Anon gets pounced it's for the best if he goes with her whims
>>62587 >The Solver makes Regigigas into its vessel >The Solver is affected by [Slow Start] every time it wants to kill something because it technically qualifies as a battle >Its only hope is that it gets a new ability someday, in a future game
>the feminine urge to check N’s pulse with a stethoscope >the feminine urge to gently put your hand on his shoulder while you do, as a gesture to show you care for him >the feminine urge to warm the stethoscope by rubbing it in your hands first, so it’s not cold on his bare chest >the feminine urge to listen to the soft thumping of N’s heartbeat, accompanied by the slow whooshing sound of his breathing, checking to make sure his heart and organs sound A-OK while he politely and patiently sits still for you
>>62620 >It's a tale as old as time >A story of forbidden love between a veteran of the French and Indian War and a drone purpose built for destruction >The father of our nation >The father of her children >Will these star-crossed lovers declare independence from societal norms? >Or will Washington's step-brother King George the 3rd break the engagement and their hearts? >Find out in "I'd Chop Down a Cherry Tree for You, My Dear" >Coming to theaters this July 30XX
>Team Y is on a march >You stop for a while to rest >You go sit with the Major, being her orderly >She takes her ration out of her pack >A juicebox of oil, some bavarian sausage, and something flat wrapped in broad leaves scavanged from a plastic plant in a hotel >"Lembas bread?" you exclaim more than ask her >Y gives you a surprised look for a moment >"Nein" she says as she unwraps it. "It ist ze standard issue hardtack. I wrapped zem in leaves as a joke." >"It is a nice touch." >"Zanks." says Y with a supressed smile as she pulls a lock to behind her non-existent ear
I will never forgive what they did with the i-frames in Hollow Knight. I wish I could catch the developers at a con panel and address them in a manner that would get me banned.
I just want a drone to hold, to hug, tell her everything is okay and hear her say the same thing, just hold her hand while we are in bed, feeling her warmth, just make her happy every day, make her feel loved every second of her existence, just telling her how much I love her, seeing the safety she feels with me in her eyes, taking her out on nice dates, walk with her, make her happy
>>62669 >>62670 There's another bad thing, implied though, that happens to her but I won't spoil any more Mouthwashing spoilers. Go buy the game, it's good.
>>62677 I loved the demo but shortly after I bought it they announced The Pristine Cut, so I'm waiting until that comes out a little over a week from now before I play it
>>62640 Anon, if you want a drone so badly, contact your nearest HoDR branch. They will give you drones so fast that you will literally go home with your harem in an hour (there is a shortage of man now, so there are five drones per person minimum).
Does HoDR allow human women to hook up with male drones? Does HoDR also allow same sex relationships IE male human x male drone and female human x female drone?
>>62674 >MG is so pleased with your choice that he gives you a 3% off coupon for the plush of your choice from his store >You flip it over to look at it closer >... it expired yesterday
Finally i return back after my years long deep space scouting and research mission, damn, i miss earth! Strange thing that i didn't had any messages after i returned to human space, i really hope that everything is ok!
The big drone girl next door likes to give me special friend side hugs. The other drones get stomp their feet and pout when they see us- jealous of our unbreakable friendship. Going to get hot coffee with her tomorrow- can't wait to take advantage of pumpkin spice season and have a delicious drink with my best friend.
>>62740 >Anon was out having his Worker Drone gf chop wood near the lake >However, because she was stupid, she fell into the lake >Anon ran over to the water's edge, weeping about the loss >Suddenly, a glow erupted forth, and the Drone of the Lake, garbed in flowing robes, appeared! >"Oh simple and lazy woodsman, what is wrong?" >You cry I was sitting over on the grass when I lost my gf in the water! >The Drone of the Lake nods >"I will go retrieve it for you." >She dives under the water and returns a moment later with a thicc DD >"Was this the girlfriend that you lost in the lake?" >You shake your head and she dives again, this time returning with a thicc xenomorph >"Was THIS the girlfriend that you lost in the lake?" >Again, despite not really wanting to say no, Anon shakes his head >She dives a third time and returns with his Worker Drone >"Was THIS the girlfriend that you lost in the lake?" >You nod slowly But, uh, honestly... could I just have all three girlfriends? And you? >The Drone of the Lake frowns >"You're a greedy sonuvabitch, you know that?" But I was honest! That's how the story goes! >"Yeah, when it's fucking AXES, not sentient beings!" >And then all of the women beat Anon up and tore his dick off >The end
>>62735 NTA But this is really really good, both expression and onmodelness and the shine of the eyes too, very nicely made >>62711 >>62712 Need Alice tongue...
>>62505 >>62749 If present day Nori counts towards your parameters, closeup on Khan holding Nori like the closeup on the Plain Doll holding the now-squid kid Hunter in Bloodborne - Childhood's Beginning Ending (Cutscene) She's making a bedroom eye, singular, at him, and Khan's slightly excited but also slightly nervous by what she's getting at.
every single bad artist needs to stop posting in these threads immediately because they will never improve with the worst offenders being switchfag and fuguefag
>Roll the character wheel >The character you get is now stuck in Silent Hill What is their personal hell like and would they be able to make it out of there?
>>62505 How about 1) The test drones chilling outside their lockers during test hours. Chatting and playing playground games. 2) A technician giving a test drone a checkup like a GP would give a patient 3) A test drone on the floor, mutating and being terrified of what is happening to it while a lab employee with a flamer is apologizing as he prepares to torch it 4) A test drone praying on it's knees 5) The test drones gathered up like children around a lab employee carrying a bowl with packets of AA batteries 6) Nori gleefully teaching the other test drones swears while Yeva slaps her own forehead
>>62788 These are really good thanks! All replies to >>62505 are good, I will try getting some done later but too much to properly make each one. You'll see how it turns out
>>62816 Thanks man, took me three and a half hours from blank paper till finish. Hope to get a lot more done today and this week, have the rest of this day and tbe next four free to do what I want
>>62815 She looks long, the legs have...too much mass and her feet look like she makes stomping sounds when she walks. I think you went too heavy on the perspective. Take a photo of yourself in that pose and see how you look (unless you'refat).
>>62739 ANONYMOUS FOR YOUR CRIMES AGAINST… WELL… EVERYONE, YOU ARE HERE BY SENTENCED TO EXECUTION BY WAY OF SUFFOCATION BETWEEN MARTHA & LOUISA’S ASSES
>>62842 I won't name them but there's a few. And yeah, it's their choice of keeping their presence that way. I can respect that. I'd like to follow them if they happen to have an account somewhere but I fully understand the decision. Honestly don't make an account anywhere if you have roots with drawing on imageboards (or try to distance yourself from the stuff you do on imageboards by pivoting, like drawing strictyl originals if you draw mostly fanart on chans), it's really just bad news down the line in a few years once you get remotely popular. Unless you're Dbaru or Herny levels of good, I guess.
>>62847 In fact, it wouldn't be surprising if that's what actually happened. Living in a family like that, it's not hard to get fucked up, like, she's got a shitload of satanic shit in her room.
>>62885 I imagine its like rape roleplay. You set a time frame with Cyne rre she can "ambush you" and have her way with you. Safe word could be optional which would be con to noncon
>Anon eagerly anticipates some 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 rape rp with Cyn >He's asked Cyn to "mess him up" in shocking and horrifying and sexual ways >Cyn, though shocked and a bit reluctant finally agrees >Anon is SUCH a coomer that he even forgoes a safe word >"Give it to me no matter how much I scream!" He says >The day comes >Anon is vibrating with excitement >Cyn is wearing lingerie when she comes in >"[Giggle] It's time for your urethral swab, Anon!" >... >Something died inside Anon that day >He might eventually regain some of his pride, but it won't be for a while
>>62903 Little John, hmmmmmm? >Eye has only ever seen one human (John) in the outpost >Hence, every human might as well be named John >Eventually, he discovers a cryopod in a disused part of the network of maze like corridors >Intrigued, he opens it >Inside is... a small man (a midget, if you will) who has forgotten his name >Henceforth, he shall be dubbed "Little John" (although he often protests his name is actually something else)
Sex with Cyn would probably still be unpleasant. >Her stolen hands are warm but clammy, you hear audible snaps and crunching whenever she contorts in a way that her biology doesn't allow >As you grab her hips, you feel the veins and capillaries within wriggling, like a thousand tiny ants marching underneath the skin >Her saliva is viscous and tastes strongly of blood, her tongue is similar in texture and flavor to deep-throating a raw steak >Inside is confusing despite the pleasure; you can't help but feel like your dick is in superposition, as if she's molding it into various confusing shapes >You could swear it's a foot long now, and suddenly it seems to be prehensile and tapering down through her leg, all you can hope for is that it's somewhat recognizable when you pull it out
I'm not saying I wouldn't, don't get me wrong. Just that it'd be weird and uncanny, and take me a while to get used to.
>>62906 At least she has some fleshy bits even if you're practically a necrophiliac Sex with any of the other girls, while initially seeming preferable, would probably be as unpleasant because they're metal and will probably destroy you
>>62910 Nobody just puts their schlong into a metal hole, Anon, they're not savages You have to buy an official Anatomy Adapter (3 easy payments of $99.99, shipping and handling not included) from JCJenson's webstore (sent in discrete packaging for those who contend with prying eyes) On the bright side, each order comes with a free package of XXS condoms!
Imagine the horror of being a J unit and JCJ selling you in a package deal with an adapter because your sales have been failing after Ep 8. You know exactly the fate that awaits you.
>>62923 They don't expect most people to use them, tbf, but they know that the demographic of people who would use condoms with a drone overlaps heavily with the demographic who use XXS condoms
>>62825 That's the problem with using what I have at hand, I only have very clean red yellow and green cause signal colours, I can't mix a more clean/pure purple, the recent core Nori eye was only purple due to the ring being such an easy shape that I could edit it in digitally.
>>62946 No Anon, what if we realize they make up the majority and then the thread will devolve into them trying to goad the rest of us into putting on drone outfits.
>>62946 Ignorance is bliss, Anon, I want to keep the little shreds of innocence I still have Under NO circumstances should you do that, I am sincerely asking here
>>62947 but we're all robotfuckers here it's just not going to work that way > "but i don't want to be a drone and fuck humans! i want the opposite!" from both sides
>>62949 Ignorance can't be eternal, we must figure out how many of them walk amongst us. If it isn't done now by my hands, it will be done by another's eventually.
>>62955 >Revelation 6:1 - I watched as the Lamb broke open the first of the seven seals. Fine, Anon, have it your way. I can't stop you, but I hope you realize what you're unleashing.
>>62960 >“quit joking around Rebecca, everyone knows human girls are just an urban legend made up to scare drones that didn’t appreciate their human masters enough… r-right?”
>>63007 >"Okay but I can lay down in my dark room." >"We can lay down here too!" The drone protests. >You wiggle back and forth, not enough room to turn around let alone lay down. >The drone suddenly shoves her weight against the side of the locker, it tips over - and you land on top of her. >"See?"
>>63009 No clue about the labs themselves, but Camp 98.7 (which appears to have been converted into an auxiliary research station for CLF) was established in 3002
>>62991 What's worse, V murdering you to make a petty point like "Everyone needs to shut the fuck up and straighten the fuck out right now" or "I'm so displeased in you, Uzi, I'm throwing something at you while booing", or V negligent homiciding you because she's too tunnelvisioned on monsterfucking to pay attention to her surroundings?
>>63005 I mean sure, but a serial killer with 20 victims and one with 50 victims are both despicable monsters even if one is markedly worse than the other.
“Saying stuff like that definitely means I have grown as a person.”
I heard some people agrue that EVERYONE who was killed by Cyn, Doll, or Uzi would be in Uzi’s head now. While I am pretty sure that the prerequisite for that is having your core eaten (meaning that only Cyn and Doll would be with Uzi) it nevertheless has some fun possibilities.
Am I just schizo or do Khan and the Solver have a grudge against each other? >Solver asks the detective drone where Khan was >Solver tries to enter classroom through the door closest to Khan first >Solver tears apart hologram of Khan >Khan seems to have knowledge about the Solver even if he didn't recognize the collars >Khan prevents Cyn from eating N's core by closing the door on her and laughing in her face about it
>>63028 there's only one of those scenarios where the last words you ever hear and the last thought you ever think are both about monster penis. that's the worst one.
>>63021 >I heard some people agrue that EVERYONE who was killed by Cyn, Doll, or Uzi would be in Uzi’s head now. Just people they ate the CPUs or cores of, in Doll's and Uzi's cases. The Solver, though? It vores you, it has your soul. And now Uzi has your soul.
>>63041 Innocents? Worker drones are naught more than beasts! Did you know on the day of the great [null]ing, one of them messed up my cutlery placement? Such a sin will forever stain their entire race.
>>63015 >Pre-Manor V Probably too scared to protect her bf, maybe-MAYBE musters up the courage to whack DD Thad with a broom >Post-Manor V Attempts to stab DD Thad, but he simply takes her knife away, to drive in the fact that she cannot save N. Also grabs her boobs to further mock her.
>>62797 >>62802 >>62815 >>62821 Turns out I am a awful measurer of human proportions. These fixes shall do for now lmao https://files.catbox.moe/8eky6a.png https://files.catbox.moe/5zr6tb.png
>>63049 On a related note, I've heard a theory that the reason Eldritch J had two singularities was because one of them was Nori's core that J had eaten but was now free, which explains why Nori has missing posters from Outpost-3 and how Cyn thought she was dead. Disproven by Khan being the one that "killed" her but interesting idea nonetheless.
>>63064 N was the one who used his stinger on nori, khan violently beat nori’s head in with a wrench to put her out of her misery, your theory fucking sucks
>>63068 >You're trying to get work done >Key word here being "trying" >J has been sitting on your lap for the last ten minutes now, ever since she brought the mail in
... J?
>"Yeah?"
What are you doing?
>"My job, duh."
Last I checked, you were employed in a secretarial position. This doesn't seem like work a secretary should be doing.
>"That was before my promotion. See?"
>She spins around to show you a brand new name tag on her shirt. >[Executive Lap Warmer] is the listed role >She practically beams with pride
>"See, I told you!"
>... you have no idea how, or why, any of this has happened >You shrug >At this point, it's probably best just to accept it and keep moving along >If you can ever focus on your work again, that is
>>63058 >>63076 >"By the end, SD-E believed she was a humming bird of some kind." >Cut to surveillance footage of E on tip-toeing on her peg legs and flapping her hands like wings.
>>63084 She underestimates my mindless investment in references and quantum-erasure technology. >>63083 No. She magically develops metal footing with articulated toes.
>>63085 >Uzi literally coughs up the souls of people who were already dead when they got vored and gives them to Death, leaving just the souls of those who got vored alive >it doesn't reduce the spiritual or psychological burden on her by much
>>63093 Although I think the likely outcome is that Uzi screams Bite Me! so much that Cyn kills her and Tessa. Still haven't figured out where the DDs stand in the AU too.
>>63094 Literally said that Khan putting her out of her misery disproves the singularity theory. Plus it's never confirmed who killed Nori. The plot twist isn't that N killed her, it's that she's alive in the first place.
So, how old is Uzi supposed to be? I've seen some people say that she's legal but everything about her personality and aesthetics indicates that she's 16 years old, for the record this has nothing to do with moral qualms since I have no issues finding cartoon teens hot, just wondering since it doesn't seem to be clear.
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>>58264 FINALLY done with this. This is as non canon as it gets (despite the filename), but it was still an idea I really wanted to give a try. Might've went a bit overboard, but I'm still really happy with the final design. That is indeed a visor, she still has regular eyes. You can thank Yato from Arknights for that.
>>63119 With the bullshit you can pull with nextbots, like the Yakuza boss fight ones, you could probably create fully-functioning DD NPCs and then make a gamemode about being a drone and surviving them.
>>62820 Depends on which other two you mean, I'm hoping to get the autumn Alice ready soon but won't rush it, still have to do her hair/clothes and lower right of the background. Colouring the sky was risky af but I think it was good enough
>>63124 As a base concept, including their MKI and MKII predecessors, they seem like the natural response to DD and rogue solver-afflicted drones, and I like that. Takes the existing world and builds on it. However, I do think their extensive array of anti-drone weaponry may put them in the realm of being too much of a hard-counter. Especially with variants like Intoners. Granted their various drawbacks such as unstable personalities, deliberately faulty designs (in some cases) and overall rarity balances it out imo. >>63137 Sweet mercy, she went full weeb with her sentinel mode.
>>63167 It's definitely a move, but I don't think it was the correct one He could've gotten so much more AAA-grade stuff pumped out for him to go on over if he'd just played his cards right
>>62937 I have a fucked sleep thingy >Sleep at 2-3 am >wake up at between 6-8 am >if i go to sleep early my whole sleep timing is fucked and i wake up at 3 am
must draw PUBLIC SEX NUZI but am resting myself from digital art
>>63170 I still say the fault lies with Glitch for imposing a one season deadline on Liam. Liam's only failure wasn't cutting a multi-season story down to only the plot points necessary to take it to the ending, but how you could tell just how truncated it was.
> "Hey, boss!" > E comes charging into your office, stumbling as she does so. > "I found this funky bottle in your... in your closet and... tried some of it and it's... pretty GREAT!" > You glance between the bottle and E. > FUCK. > You knew that accepting that gift from Toby was probably going to be a shitty idea in the long run, but you didn't realize that E would be the one to find out. > You mentally swear at the IT worker - curse him and his 'fancy shmancy banana liquer'. > Anyway, you can contend with the wineskin later. > For now, you need to defuse E before she does anything that could get the both of you in trouble. > "Oh, wow E! I didn't expect you to find (or drink) the alcohol I'd stowed away! How're you feeling?" > She teeters back and forth; her eye indicators are bobbing around on her visor like a beach ball on waves. > "I'm... feelin' just PEACHY, boss!" > She staggers over to you and collapses in your arms. > "But... I think I could use a nap." > You glance at the bottle of liquor. > It's basically empty, sweet Robo-god - E must've seen the banana on the label and drained the entire thing. > She begins to snore in your grip, oblivious to everything else. > ... well, you do love her for her... silliness (if you can term it that way). > You begin to stroke her hair and she smiles softly. > "... E, what am I gonna do with you?"
>>63200 All the artfags were culled. By me. I chained them to their workstations like they do in the Imperium. I am forcing them to draw my fetishes, and I scattered them across the land because they kept chatting with eachother when they were kept in the same location. You will never find and save them!
>>63205 >U- is getting backshots >She turns to -U, who's waiting her turn for a royal dicking, and says the unthinkable >"Erm, he's right behind me, isn't he?" >Anon goes soft immediately; silently, he gestures for her to switch with her counterpart >A tragic, but important, lesson
>>63206 Nigga that was the intro cinematic. You gave up trying to save the drawfags before the game even started. It's a platformer btw. A retro one, like Spyro the Dragon.
>>63202 >"Uh oh, it's Duki Nuki!" >"The irrelevant shooter protagonist who hasn't had a good game since before most of his fans were born!" >"The guy held up entirely by a sterilized internet voice actor!" >"Watch out, clone, with all the shit we're talking he might attack us." >"Yeah, maybe in a decade!" >"And it'll be a shitty half-baked attack that completely bombs!" >Duke takes critical damage due to his health being replaced with his Ego, which U-U are great at attacking >He runs off to go play poorly-coded pinball to try and get it back >"Hey, let's go make Anon play Daikatana." >U-U scamper off on all fours to torment their favorite target
> Your grip tightens on the steering wheel for a moment as you drive down Interstate 70. > You’ve been awake for… how many hours is it? > … well, it’s definitely too many. > You rub your eyes again. Man, you’re tired. > The road is dancing in front of you, a slight upgrade in severity from the steady wobble it was doing earlier. > Just a little further. > Just a little bit further and you’ll be good. > Alice leans out of the sleeper area and pokes you in the shoulder as you drive. > “Hey. Yew doin’ okay?”
> You slowly turn and look at your riding companions. > Beau and Alice both look worried. > “I’m… I’m fine. I’m just trying to make up time, that’s all.” > Alice and Beau exchange a glance. > This isn’t like you. > It feels… risky. Short-sighted. > Dangerous. > They know you like to plan ahead - you love creating alternatives in the face of contingencies. > They can trust you… > But they’re worried you’re shouldering too much of a burden.
> “Anon, maybe you should… take a break.” > Alice’s eyes flick around on her visor nervously. > She doesn’t like chiding you except in exceptional circumstances, but all of this feels exceptional. > She goes on after a beat. > “... ya know, yew’ve been drivin’ for a while now. Ah don’t know when ya slept last, but…” > Pausing briefly, it looks like she’s considering whether to continue or not. > Steeling her resolve, she continues. > “Ah don’t wanna tell ya how to live yer life, but yew’ve been drivin’ for a bit longer than ya probably should.”
> You lean towards the wheel, eyes dangerously close to slipping shut. > You pinch yourself and the darkness retreats from the edges of your sight. > Briefly. > Then it returns. > Why is it so dark at night? > You push away the rhetorical question before your mind can latch onto it and answer the concern leveled at you.
> “I… I don’t know what you mean. I’m fine.”
> Beau places a prescription bottle on the dashboard and points at it worriedly. > You don’t take your eyes off the road; you already know what it is. > Amphetamines. Even in this day and age, some things haven’t changed. > Pills keep truckers awake; truckers need to be awake to drive and earn; money funds the pills. > It’s a vicious cycle - but then again, there’s something distinctly human about self-destructive cycles, isn’t there?
> “... where’d you find it?”
> “It was in yer glovebox. Ah’m sorry, but… is it really right to use those to stay awake? I know you humies need SOME sleep, eventually. Ah’m just… worried about ya.” > Right. > She’s right. Beau’s right. They’re both right. > You really should get some sleep. > Stimulants can’t keep you alert forever.
> A rest area is coming up. > Only a couple miles away. > You’ve got to make a choice by then. > “... you know why I’m doing this, right?” > “It’s ta save up for a house.” > “Yeah… to give you and Beau a place to… live. To be able to go outside, explore. For all of us to have a retreat that isn’t tied to… other people. Other places.” > You sigh. > “You both know I care about you, right?”
> Alice recoils; Beau looks shocked that you would even ask a question like that. > “O-of course! Y’know, it’s pretty silly of ya ta ask that. Especially after all yew’ve done fer us.” > The rest area is a mile away now.
> Stop and sleep? > Or keep driving, hoping against hope that you somehow make it to Tulsa before the bonus expires?
> “So you must know why I’m trying to stay awake.” > “... Anon, ah get it. If you get there within 24 hours, they give you a hefty check. But… do ya need to? Can’t ya just… play it safe?” > “If I get there before the deadline, I get paid time and a half. That’s fifteen percent of the place I’m looking at, instead of just ten.” > Five whole percent. > Five FUCKING percent of a HOUSE. > The dream would be significantly closer.
> “Ah… ah don’t know, Anon. Ah mean, ah understand. But… Beau and ah are happy now.”
> You blink. > “What?” > The words register but you somehow don’t understand.
> “Ah said that Beau and ah are happy. Happy to come along with you on your trips. Happy to see the world, even if it’s part of a job. We’ve been happier than ever before, so… just, don’t push yerself, okay?”
> The turn-off for the rest area is coming up. > It’s your chance, your ONLY chance, to pick. > Push your luck and risk all of this for an unnecessary bonus… > … or play it safe, knowing that you’ll have plenty of time in the grand scheme of things.
> After what feels like an eternity, even if it’s only a few seconds, you turn into the rest area. > Alice looks relieved, and Beau has a smile again. > Yeah. There’s no rush - there’ll be plenty of time to reach your mutual dream.
>>63223 duke doesn’t need to listen to this, unlike 99% of people, he lives a good life, celebrity, rich, badass and has shades, all U-U does is lech off others for their own benefit
>>63233 >It isn't U-U >It's the knockoff U-U, TofU-U
>Hurry, Anon! >You must rescue U- and -U, but they are in another castle, kidnapped by SD-P(owser)! [spoiler]>Anon begins to sing the words to Game Over as he crawls through a filthy pipe in an attempt to increase his morale >"My life is like a video game, trying hard to beat the stage..."[/spoiler]
>***INCOMING TRANSMISSION*** >Please Standby.... >***TRANSMISSION ACCEPTED*** >"This is Major Thomas Briggs of the-$&$<#÷<×&, Fortuna Space Station, we are under attack! I repeat we are under atta-@$^$#%×@#$#" >Signal Lost.... >Attempting To Locate Signal..... >................ >Signal Found! >Re-Establishing Connection.... >***CONNECTION ESTABLISHED*** >"Can anyone hear me? Hello!? This is Major Thomas Briggs to Main Sol Station, we need military assistance, we are under attack and requesting immediate aid, do you copy?.......Ȧ̶̢̛̗̠̳͈̣̩͎ͅN̸̮̥̍̂̔́̈́̋̔̚Ş̶̠͕̖̅̒͛̐̈͛͒̆̏͒W̷͈̳̰̳̰̒́͒̚E̶͎̬̙̠̜͑́R̵̡̧͙͉͙͇̗͆ ̴͖̫͎̼̒̌̏͜Ṃ̶̝̯̖̬̼̥͓͊̍͜E̵̝̫͇̲͍̪̹̋͊̀͝ ̵̢̥̜̜̩͕̒̿̃͜ͅǴ̷̜̜̔̀̇͘͠Ô̸̢̖̭̐͌̌D̶̘̝̤̣̦̫̓̐͘͠ ̶͈̱͚̕D̸̨̘̦̥͉̤̞̓́̏̓̅̌̍̔͘A̸̢̬̲̫̙̪̗̝̞̒͆ͅM̶̡̪̟̖̄̽̑̈̊̄͊͠Ń̷̛̳͖͈͉͚̻̰̫̮̬̍̾̉̓̋̕̕ ̶̧̢̛͚͖̪̳̦͔̰͗̐̎̋̈̎͠͠I̷̧̖̪͙̠̰̖̜̝͒̅T̸̩͉̱͎̎͌͛̊̒͝!̷̲̙̝̀̍̈͘" #%^$###%%#@#=%^%##:;$#× >Signal Lost..... >Attempting To Re-Locate Signal......... >...................... >***SIGNAL NOT FOUND***
>"These were the last haunting words of the Anne Bonny Space Station in the Fortuna system, before all contact ceased entirely or atleast that's what they want you to believe; But before we get into that here's a little word from our sponsor of today's video, Raid Sh-" >Skips Ahead 3:47 Minutes >"And use code Jas-" >Skips Ahead 30 Seconds >"Now then back to the topic at hand, as I said earlier, the League Of Planetary Affairs wants you to believe that all travel into and out of the Fortuna system was closed off in 2697 as a result of a violent solar storm; However, if that was the case, why would they not only block all communication into and out of the system, but also continue to keep these restrictions in place 113 years later?" >"Simple really, it's all a cover-up. It was not a case of mistaken identity in the transmission, someone or something...did attack the Anne Bonny Space Station and not only is there proof of an attack, but also evidence that the released audio was not in fact the last real transmission, however that will be featured part 2 of this video so make sure to like the video, click the bell, and hit subscribe for more updates on 'The Fortuna Mystery'."
>"40 years later after the transmission, Dr. Randall Skeval who was on vacation at the time, searching for dropped change with his metal detector on the beach, discovered a large chunk of metal buried deep within the sand. Taking it home for further analysis, he discovered by reading the logo that this piece of metal had once been a part of Anne Bonny Space Station, the discovery of which left him and many others stumped due to the fact that the Fortuna system is 27.8 Million Lightyears away from Earth; There should be no possible way for this object to have drifted away from Fortuna and entered Earth's atmosphere within a timespan of 40 years, yet there it was." >"Being the curious sort, Dr. Randall examined the piece of scrap further and discovered something rather disturbing....there was no signs of damage from your typical solar storm present, no this was something else, the damage presented was almost like it had been exposed to acid." >"Of course, Dr. Randall would then go on to publish his findings on the local news which resulted in the piece of Anne Bonny being confiscated by the US Government and Randall's analysis being 'Disproven' by a 'Qualified' 'Expert' on the matter, who claimed that damage from solar storms of such intensity as the one present in the Fortuna system just so happen to leave damage reminiscent of that of acid." >"Dr. Randall was also blacklisted from the scientific community afterwards due to being seen as a conspiracy nut, and when he tried to enter his office he was hit with a volley peanut shells as a result."
>"Dr. Randall's story, however was not the only one similar to this as only 4 years later another piece of Anne Bonny was found this time on Saturn's moon Titan, what is worth noting though is that there is only one article available on this and the piece isn't even shown; But according to the article a farmer who would like to remain anonymous discovered the piece after it had entered the atmosphere and blown up his Outhouse, he claims that there on the object was 3 massive slash marks reminiscent of that of a wild animal."
>"But, that will be it for today's video, as I said next video we'll be diving into potentially the biggest part of this mystery, that being the real final transmissions from the Anne Bonny space station. Now make sure to like, comment, subscribe, and click that bell notificat-" (1/?)
>>63240 Ew. Faggot. Don't try to boost my self-esteem over chicken scratch cut-outs and toybox settings that have as much depth as a puddle. I have no talent, no imagination and no creativity. But I'll be damned if I don't enjoy myself while I do it.
>>63243 (me) Seeing as how I don't really have time to write the main story, I figured that I'd write whenever I have the time about an important/side aspect of the Fortuna-3 world. Kinda of a world-building thing I guess?
haha I love throwing a bunch of work on myself knowing damn well that I won't finish any of it leading to me becoming even more unmotivated to write anything.
I really need to stop doing that and just get my ass to write.
>>63249 Honestly when I first wrote that into my "List of fic ideas that I might do" I laughed my ass off for a good 5 minutes before recollecting myself.
>>63258 >Super Tad >120 HP >999999 DEF >Special Abilities: Passive Health Regen, Heals On Every Successful Strike Dealt To Player, Damage Increase For Every Successful Strike Dealt To Player, Speed Increase For Every Successful Strike Dealt To Player >Weaknesses: Easily Exhausted, Momentarily Stunned On Perfect Block
>Postal Dude arrives at the Mous residence with a food delivery >U-U stand at the door with spears for hands, crossing them against each other as he approaches the door >"This is fucking perfect," he mutters >"Hark! Who dares seek an audience with Anon, Chronic Masturbator And Virgin Supreme?" >"Speak thy purpose or return whence you came!" >"I've got a delivery from Solver Borger." The Dude says in his "trying not to murder you but please give me a reason" voice >"Oh, that's our order!" U says, breaking the medieval LARP >"Hand it over, dude." >U-U take the bag from the Dude, and he takes out a note and crosses something out Map Muzak >"This gig economy's a bitch, but at least it pays sometimes. Only one thing left on the list!" >He walks away from the pair of drones, only for the man leading the town's HANDS protest march to spot him >"HEY! THAT FUCKER'S TALKING TO DRONES!" >"YOU KNOW WHAT WE DO TO HIS KIND AROUND HERE!" >The protesters all draw various guns, a firefight ensues right there on the street >U-U join in the fight for the fun of it, carving apart protesters while the Dude flings scissors and smacks heads off with his shovel >Anon glares out the window before closing his blinds >He's moving away from Paradise tomorrow >Fuck this town and everyone in it, he hopes they all die
>>63270 Hey, they have a 55-gallon barrel of DD-grade sunscreen for a reason, and that reason totally isn't so they can make Anon put it on them, always telling him he missed a spot, so he has to do it again and again until his hands get wrinkly.
>>63278 >Anon gets super buff from repeatedly dunking U- and -U into the barrel >He looks better than ever >Meanwhile, U-U looks like hammered shit: hair askew, bodies dripping with the excess liquid from the barrel, trying to say that they've had enough before immediately being plopped back in again
>U-U (the real ones from the MD threads) did actually meet Duke Nukem (the real one from Duke 3D) at a convention >They asked him to sign their rocket launchers and whipped them out right there >Security almost immediately apprehended them, but Duke stopped them from being dragged away long enough to sign them >Each knows that her signature is the bigger one, obviously >You can't tell the difference
>>63294 just use the old Brer rabbit method >okay, okay, I'll play Daikatana, but whatever you do don't make me play the Gameboy Color version! >I'm begging you, they couldn't make that game work on PC, you can't imagine what it's like on such a weak handheld!
>>63301 9, with episodes 8-9 being 25 minutes each. Ideally, Episodes 1, 5, 6, and maybe 7 would be split into two full length episodes each, allowing more exploration/development of the ideas they raise.
>>63301 About thirteen. An episode to >Show Cyn's corruption after her zombie boot >Establish Alice ahead of time, as well as show more of Nori and Yeva before death/core-iffication >Linger in the labs to build tension for Tessa/gaslight the viewer just enough that the reveal isn't as obvious >Make the mansion a two-parter so we can see the actual first Disassembly drone creation >Beach episode
this drawing’s mid, it was experimental >Femdrone, Izzdrone and Dirt, a trio with cartoon villain energy, going on wacky hijinks and coming up with convoluted schemes to capture their beloved N and steal his heart once and for all >Femdrone is the mechanic, she fixes and works on the team’s inventions, never takes off her welding mask, and is prone to bat-like screeching >Izzdrone (or even, Dr. Izzdrone) is the mad scientist, an obsessive surgeon who might be interpreting the idea of “stealing N’s heart” a tad too literally >Dirt is the team engineer, they invent many of the team’s gadgets, constantly give Femdrone unwarranted attention, and are the most likely to dress up like a hooker as a disguise if it helps their plan (or for any reason whatsoever) >the trio’s numerous elaborate inventions and gadgets include: >the Hot Single Disassembly Drones In My Area Radar >the Rock Funnel 3000 >the Three-Handed Handcuffs (NOT for BSDM) >the Pee Your Pants Button >and of course, >Instant Disembowelment