Hi, my Friends! Good night, because it's night, or maybe is morning for you, or noon, I hope you are doing nicely any time you are reading this! We are here for a reason, to talk about Drones, so let's talk about drones! We need to hug them, and we need to talk about them! I hope everything is going well. The BOORU: https://dronebooru.co Last Thread: >>63313
>Make an attempt to bond with B at the bar over mutual trauma >Your drinking sessions have become sort of unstructured therapy >After hearing about her past (or at least what of it she remembers), you taking a deep chug from your mug and slam it down on the bar Y’know, I've had my fair share of trauma too. More recent than yours, but probably about the same magnitude. >She looks over inquisitively, her tired eyes intrigued. >“Oh? What?” My dad died to some thug in a botched holdup. >B covers her mouth in shock. >“Oh, I'm so sorry to hear-” >You shake your head. No, that isn't what haunts me. I appreciate it, but… well, it's just that it was THIS gun that he died to. >You place the weapon, which you tried out of the killer's cold, dead hands after years of hunting, in front of B.
>It's a Hi Point 9mm. >With the $100 bill finish on it. That's what capped your old man.
>B stares for a moment. >”Is that a Hi Point?” >You take another deep pull of your beer to fortify you. Yep. >”… Let me buy you something a bit stronger than beer… and direct H to dispose of this… thing. My treat.”
sex with masochist N when he’s mentally well, he’s just having fun and teasing you to be rough with him
sex with masochist N while he’s mentally unwell, he starts going a bit too far and spiraling, trying to get you to hurt him more and more, even biting and clawing you to try to make you mad and more aggressive, because he believes he deserves it, eventually it ends in him *forcing* your hand to strangle him while he cries
>>64364 Presumably meant to symbolize how N is the Solver's favorite plaything. Although if any one character were to be the most "awake" it'd probably be J, really, since she's the only one that was actually fully aware of everything the whole time (V didn't know that Tessa was dead or what the Solver truly was or that it was something separate from the drone Cyn).
>>64357 >NTA John and B would get along because B is goofy and John would appreciate being able to smile again. B has childlike fun energy, she is simply fun to be around.
>>64371 B is the type of person you couldnt trust in a grocery store. Its why I think War!Jane and Her are such a nice fit. Jane (at this time) is usually portrayed as cold, distant, and objective focused. Meanwhile B is just happy to still be alive. She would spend 80% of the time playing with a Cart and making Vroom Car sounds, 10% bringing new items to Jane that she found and telling her how cool they are before being told to go put it back, and 10% crashing into shit with the before mentioned cart.
>Be Oogi exterminator >called in to exterminate a house over the weekend as the family is out on vacation >this is one of the worst infestations I’ve ever seen! The hives practically taken over the entire basement, Oogis are already waddling away and hiding in their beanies as soon as I open the basement door >eventually open up a wall to find where the hive is, they’ve dug in deep >first things first, extract the Bugretta >break open the hive as the Oogis try and defend it, quickly put them in the Oogis sack and keep coming. I figure out where the Bugretta hub is and >Jesus Christ the size of this thing, it’s practically the size of a small puppy! >Whatever this families been doing it wasn’t enough, they’re practically raising this hive for the Oogis. Probably leaving crumbs around and pantries unlocked >Whatever, as I go to place Bugretta in the box the heavy shit the Oogis start to cry out “Nuh! Bad Humie can’t take Boogi! As they try throwing tooth picks, scrap and biting me” >brush them off as I place the Bugretta safely on a nearby shelf as to not harm or alarm her >Seal back up the hive and any nearby holes they could easily escape from >Place an Oogi away gas grenade in the remaining hole before shutting it as well >That should take care of a majority of them >I sit back and watch some TV as I wait for the gas to do its work, by now the over stuff Bugretta will be waking up as well so I quickly put on some Star Wars programming to keep her calm >see some stragglers who survived the gas coming to “save” Bugretta, I guess I could use a snack >After about 15 minutes I can say my job is probably done, if there’s any more Oogis left in the house it’s not my fucking problem. I’ll probably get called again and hey, two paychecks. >Drop Bugretta off at a nearby by Oogi care center where they’ll hopefully put her on a diet and trip one of the loser Enn costumed employees on the way out
>>64405 >That stupid importer didn't check his stock again. Now you have an infestation of exotic loaves being a general nuisance in your garden. >Not worry however >With the patented Loaf-B-Gone spray, things will be over in jiffy. >Corral the stupid things into a pen and get the can ready.
>Then beat the shit out of the guy who made these stupid things so that they cease to exist.
>>64412 In one of the greentexts about oogi J, after the genocide of oogis in her house, contemplates becoming a desensitiser, and I really like the look of that.
>>64409 >>64410 >>64413 >>64415 Even if Cyn was stopped before Earth was destroyed it would really have only delayed the inevitable since we see that humanity is clearly negligent and careless in disposing of drones, and the Solver would've gotten in through another one sooner or later. Unless a full Butlerian Jihad was enacted or the Solver was somehow permanently killed at the source, shit's kind of fucked in every scenario for humans in MD's universe.
>>64422 Humanity can learn from bitter experiences. The flag in the image is different from the flag on Tessa's spacesuit, so I can assume humanity survived, partially recovered, and hit the drones.
>>64423 >Say 'porple' three times into the mirror at midnight >Uzi will appear and slap your nuts before flipping you off and saying her pilot catchphrase and disappearing.
>>64433 >it is the year 20XX >artfag has produced over 5000 pictures of smelly lanky women >the need for real women has ceased completely, everyone goons to one of several stinky femcels >several activist groups have protested and begged for men to fuck real women again, some even trying to become depressed and stop showering >comments from the men have said it’s “not the same” and “where Jane” before they goon to Cthulhu anon sitting on their face as Crow anon holds them down
>>64438 Ehhhh I prefer my Cthulhu anon mostly human with a couple tentacles replacing her hair and sticking out of a couple of places. Did get an idea >Cthulhu anon is shaking >she looks like she’s about to puke, her hair tentacles are swinging around violently >you get close her her and rub her back >she pukes but nothing liquid comes out, except some drool, slime, and a couple of tentacles out of her mouth in a way that reminds of the real Cthulhu’s familiar face shape >she’s gagging and gasping, you don’t know what to do, the tentacles swinging around out of her mouth >you try to calm her down before doing the only thing that comes to mind >just, push me back in. Your hand is in her mouth as you push the tentacles back >this some how works and she seems to have calmed down, you can’t feel the tentacles wrapping around your fingers anymore or squirming in there, e only thing you feel is Cthulhu anons familiar warm tongue between you fingers licking >she already has your body in a lock, her hands around your waist, and a couple tentacles holding you firm in place >you’re not leaving this bed for some time
>>64430 awww, i’m glad to hear you like em! i do have some ideas for em, drawings and greentexts, since you’re interested i’ll be sure to work on those soon :]
>>64357 I was just going to make a bad joke about John having a "certified titty boy" shirt in his closet, but >>64371 is right. He needs a human who can remind him that being human isn't 100% suffering.
>Halfway through the Solver War, Stone decided to finally get his hands on an issue sword, despite already having a pistol at his hip. >But he repeats that this is absolutely a necessary weapon to have after "The Incident" >What was the incident, you may ask? >Well... Not every Disassembly Drone was hellbent exclusively on murder, some had their minds in other nefarious places.
>>64414 Having two Elf's in close proximity to each other could trigger a resonance cascade event. Always remember to wear an H.E.V suit before attempting an Elf sandwich.
>>64430 >N leans on the dog part of his explanation too much >Nerd is now self-conscious over his lack of a knot If I'm cursed with this thought then so are you.
>>64473 You really think the pocket-sized turbo-autist is going to be brave enough to walk into the adapter store and ask them where they keep the knotted ones?
Should the MD RPG have permadeath, something like the Lisa games (crippling, etc), or just revive party members after each fight? I figure that for drones with Solver there are obvious workarounds, but for WDs and humans not so much
>>64490 I would make it so that when a WD dies, you can simply transfer his core into another body, thus "resurrecting" him. A full game mechanic could be created with finding the right body, character reactions and how it affects the WD himself so that death becomes an important part of the game and not just an annoying factor.
With humans, death could have been made final. Completely. That is, you basically die and that's it. This would further differentiate humans from drones, emphasise the differences between races and make human characters more meaningful to players.
Has anyone made any screencaps of Lucky and Chiappa greentexts for me to upload on the booru? I'd make the screencaps myself but they always end up with lower quality than the source picture and I don't wanna upload blurry stuff to the booru.
>>64439 She doesn't need tentacles, her hair already functions like that >Making out with Cthuluanon >Her hair is wrapped around your head and torso, actively keeping you close as she shoves her tongue down your throat >Lower yourself and slowly take off her dirty panties, revealing her certified rainforest pussy >Start eating out the smelly neet >Her pubes wrap around your head as she squirms aggressively and cums
>>64531 How the fuck do you not know? Fucking fake fan, go watch the show. Rachel is literally the most important and evil character in the whole series
>>64491 >>64493 Fair enough. Of all the stuff I've played, I just thought some of the mechanics fit thematically. I certainly agree there shouldn't be any story parallels, though. >>64492 That's a good point too. It'd be interesting to try and implement, although I think for the sake of expediency it might be better to just stick to drones be generally unkillable while humans are (usually) but also have certain perks to make the trade-off worthwhile.
It'd also be interesting to try and figure out locations that would work for it. Copper-9 wasteland, space and CFL are obvious choices, but they might get stale over time in anything longer than a couple hour playthrough. I think you could either approach biome variance into ways - either different types of snow hellscapes (so frozen oceans, glaciers, icebound canyons, defunct outposts with monorails still running, etc) or just bs some reason to visit other places (like jungles, beaches, deserts, the usual fare).
>>64535 >Giving her Hugging and uppies her till she feels better >then cyn pop out of my skin like balloon and mock her for being weak little drone who couldn't protect anyone
>>64545 no but at one point when she was having a total breakdown she made a life size Tessa doll out of whatever she could scrounge together and started talking to it like they were still in the manor. she stopped after Cyn made it move around, crying and screaming in Tessa's voice about how J killed her and her soul was still in agony
I wish I had a femanon here right now. The things I would do to her. I would get her wet. With. My. Hose. Mmm....I would even put my thumb in front of the opening for extra pressure. Do you like that? I do. I would run my hands all over her body. Even behind the ears and between the toes. Her earthly scent would go down the drain and be replaced with the smell of Dettol. Baby, I'll never make you cry. It'll be you, me, and Johnson & Johnson No More Tears. Then I'll take her to bed for a struggle session. Unless she is a good girl and waits calmly for me to get rid of all the knots in her hair. Then I'd use a toy on her. My straightening iron. After all that she would be finally ready. I would kiss her. On the forehead. And cover her with clean bedsheets. I would turn off the lights but leave her a little angel-shaped night light in case she is afraid of the dark. I am sad and I think I require the non-sexual touch of a woman.
Practicing the other 3 CFL drones too, need to see how close they are in ghe end since it was meant to be just their heads, but if it fits it could be made into some group pic maybe
>>64558 Combination of Glitch not giving him enough episodes to flesh anything out (no Season 1 for him, the whole core plot had to be done in one season) and his autism.
The Sentinel ladies favorite alcohol >Harper likes a cold Pina Colada, albeit light on the rum but not exactly virgin >Huntress drinks Liquid Death >Avre likes a good Glenmorangie. >Intoner likes sparkling, preferably berry flavored from a can >Ivory drinks an extremely old bottle of Jack right from the bottle >K and E don't drink (Unless E is in non-Nun mode, in which case Cabernet Wine) >Elf has a tiny sip of Kombucha
>>64568 ehhh, idunno about that. she was considered a failed experiment by the humans she knew, and they let Nori bully her. she might just see you as another threat
>>64575 Yeva was physically distorted. Alice was mentally distorted. Also she isn't wearing gloves. I hadn't noticed the others wear them until recently.
>>64588 wouldn't Alice be displaying aggressive tendencies rather than suicidal ones, then? if there's one thing we know about Alice, it's that she's a survivor.
>>64589 NTA She definitely is, and judging from Uzi biting her she seems either very tough or used to 'pain', tho her resistance may at least in part have to do with being a zombiedrone and having gone through God knows how many injuries and deaths in CFL. It isn't obvious entirely, but I believe it's meant that Nori is at least jnfluencing Alice in the testing room, willing or not. Fits too well with Alice's grudge to be coincidence, and Alice only knew things from her view, she'd totally hold everything AS related against Nori. The reason she's bein harmed in that pic, by herself or Nori is absolutely AS related, maybe Nori messed with her mind (smth Uzi did later on with Braiden for fun btw), maybe Alice had some AS interaction (tho that'd be an entirely new kind of AS relation and thus may be far fetched) herself. In any case she wasn't in a good place there mentally.
>>64588 >>64591 Didn't notice she didn't have them in the labs already, but fits since gloves get in the way when working precisely/get dirty(whatever they are made of is harder to clean than smooth plastic)
>>64599 Notice how she doesn't just have her head slammed against the wall. She's smearing oil all over the walls. Wouldn't be surprised if all the Solver stuff there was also done by her.
>>64603 Was absolutely done by her, Yeva is too inactively traumatized, Alice is absolutely very actively tweaking. She got a lot of oil tho, to still work after that much being lost. Very fertile droen
>>64601 >>64591 Their clothes are based on medical gowns. The gloves are probably based on funnyfarm mitts that prevent the patient from scratching the staff.
>>64603 I'm guessing she smashed her head against the wall repeatedly to make the voices stop. I believe she is Solver-touched.
>>64608 What are the odds a scientist got caught fucking one of the tests subjects and the chief scientist let it slide in order to see what'll happen?
>>64606 did the solver abandon her when it realized she wasn't a viable host? or is its influence on her just weak enough that she eventually learned to ignore it? because while she seems crazy when we meet her, she doesn't seem voices-in-her-head crazy
Speaking of Nori and Yeva, they wouldn't have been able to go out during the day without burning up. Wonder what excuses they gave their husbands. Same with their insistence on doing their own upkeep to avoid any doctors finding out they're full of eldritch meat.
>>64609 Actually, quite a big. Scientists are very curious people, and those who literally encounter phenomena every day that contradict the universe itself can be... a bit eccentric.
>>64612 nori and yeva admitted the truth about their origin, the real truth is that nobody can never know the both of them are gamers of tetris easy mode
>(You) are given the final say-so on Liam's new project: Murder Drones: The Absolute Cut. >The same team will be brought on board to take the original 8 episodes and expand them with the intention of improving the pacing and giving more/better development to both characters and plot points. >They will do this by creating new material to add to/replace parts of the existing episodes, and creating at least 2 all-new episodes set between 1 and 8. >however, this would all but guarantee that there would be no second season. >do you give the go-ahead?
Would it have been a better ending if it was revealed to be Cyn all along, not the Solver, but the real, true drone named Cyn. It is revealed that the Solver is an neutral force, but it drove her insane. And when she wants to destroy the universe, remake it in her image so her 'family' won't suffer anymore, unaware that she is causing them intense pain?
>>64634 Well, I would choose season two. Liam and the team have more experience than in the beginning and they can create a story even more interesting than the first season.
>>64638 Honestly the Solver is too malicious to be "uncaring god" or something that thinks of others as toys. I was hoping that the Solver would be revealed to be Cyn.
>>64641 >Ponder appears and pulls the MD cast into a revised PuppetGAME >N, V and Solver-God Uzi have to contend with others with odd powers like Door Guy, Subject 104, Kali, Sketch, Subject 0111, Mari, Sarah Duffy, Yellow Halogen, and many more >will they be able to set aside their differences and defeat Ponder or will the extradimensional robot bunny thing continue his uncontested rule over the game?
>>64622 >mashup universe >Maria has an irreparable software glitch that is slowly killing her >an otherworldly entity heavily implied to be the Devil from the Bible offers her and Gerald a cure: some of his blood >Maria hesitantly accepts, in response to Gerald's enthusiastic acceptance >Maria is indeed cured >eventually though, she starts feeling thirsty >very, very thirsty >and hungry...
>>64644 Thanks, am doing so right now. 029 hair is a bit of a mess >>64646 Thanks a lot! Proportions matter much, one thing I find most important is have the 'snoot' reach up 20% from neckend to tip of helmet. Can't wait to see!
>Be anon >Be like twice Tessa's age >The Elliotts present you to her >"This man is foolish enough to have you. You are his problem now." >Tessa looks at you with mounting fear >Her parents leave you two alone >Tessa sits at the corner of the room, terrified of you
>>64672 >Uhhhhhh yeah, Tessa was a weirdo and a psychopath who used the hair of her dead relatives and strangers for her drones :3 What the fuck was Liam thinking?
>>64684 >You have two cousins about her age, so you know roughly what to do. >"So, Roblox is a game for dolls, right?" >She's been telling you for three hours why Roblox is the best game in the world. >At least, she's not scared of you now.
>>64684 >ask Elliotts for time alone to speak with your bride to be. >they make it clear that they couldn't care less what you do with her, and leave. >approach the cowering Tessa, making certain to keep your distance, and crouch to her level >"Miss Tessa," you start softly >she flinches >"I apologize for frightening you, but rest assured I am no suitor pursuing a young bride." >you produce a letter from your jacket pocket, stamped with an ornate wax seal bearing the initial "M" and place it gingerly before her. >"I am the personal butler to the Mildenhall family, and I was sent here by your aunt Martha. She has explained to me that you are not receiving proper care here." >"after other efforts proved fruitless, your aunt arranged for a "suitor"– >you gesture to yourself– >"to bring you away from this place. if it should please you, Lady Mildenhall would very much like for you to come and live with her at Mildenhall Manor."
>>64713 That's a convenient story, Anon Perhaps a little TOO convenient But I know that that M shaped seal actually stands for "Meffrey Mepstein," the owner of Mepstein Island I'll be watching you
I think Tessa would be a good wife, except it would get annoying constantly having to avoid J's attempts to kill you so that she could have Tessa all to herself.
>>64721 >You ask, "So, does bitch wanna make me a sandwich?" >N turns and looks at you in confusion >You're both working on washing the windows, nary a sandwich in sight
>>64729 I have a number of books like this but I can't scan them and it'd be too much trouble to photograph them, so I wouldn't want to do it if there aren't a few drawfags other than Yanon interested.
>V gets killed by the Sentinels >doesn't beat them unlike literally every other DD they've surrounded >doesn't enter matter recovery form (not matter recovery mode; Uzi's her admin, so she'd be left in control) >doesn't escape as a headcrab-core >straight up fucking dies >the singularity in V's totaled core dissipates >in the elevator, Uzi's tail emerges... screaming in V's voice >V soon realizes she's not in the Solver's vore demon internal Pain Dimension this time >new admin, new respawn point >we get the bus trio versus J fight we were hoping for, which they emerge victorious from with the help of their noble steed the bus >Uzi ends up with V in her mind palace as well as (at an absolute minimum) the Solver and Doll
>>64661 Imagine a Maria like scenario where Tessa sacrifices herself to save her Solverifeddrones, they can only watch as she is killed as she lets them escape.
>>64741 >put your ear up to J's pregnant belly >you can hear your unborn child shooting turning their hand into a gun and firing at the walls of her womb >you look up at J with a quizzical brow >this is, apparently, normal for disassemblers- the equivalent of a human child giving a kick
>>64726 The bone structure? Yeah. As that says, it affects proportions, it affects and constrains the angles that relate body parts to each other. It determines the relative thickness and curve of things like the thighs, and the kind of overall build the body has.
If you mean that image specifically as a reference for the experienced (or even novice) drawfags, not really. There's no shortage of material onlne.
>>64749 >Alice: hard, passionate sex at a frantic pace, in all sorts of positions, with bites, scratches and bruises. Likely would smash your pelvis.
>Yeva: Gentle and calm sex at a pace that is comfortable for you, with smooth transitions from one position to another, careful nibbling of your ear, affectionate words in Russian and gentle touches. After sex she will take a shower with you and prepare dinner.
>You're a lower lab worker at CFL >Graduated from Venus Tech, found a pretty enticing job on a JCJ mining colony >Despite what you hear about the war, things seem like they're doing ok >You're mostly in charge of conducting social experiments with drones >Lots of WWYD? >Plenty of monkey-see-monkey-do >Over all, it was kind of crazy to see how advanced AI had become >They were alot like us >And they were pretty cute, too >... >January 1st. 30XX. >You have a new lab manager >Whatever, people come and go all the time, another dick in the chain of command >You hear scant info on the guy during the New Years party >They say he formerly worked at R&D >He was brilliant, but also very unorthodox >he produced results, and the company loved him for it >But he was still sent out here, far from the halls of academia and science that he once dominated >It was an exile, they said >... >February 9th. 30XX. >You recognize none of the faces >All your friends. All the people you used to work with. They're all gone. Removed as per order of the new lab manager. >Who does this cunt think he is? >All your lab friends are gone, replaced by a bunch of faceless men, each of them a lackey. >This isn't right. You hate it. Work continues. >... >February 24th. 30XX. >The directive has changed. The staff has been made to conduct direct psychological tests on the Worker Drones. >Lab workers are now prohibited from interacting with the drones outside of sanctioned experiments. >You can't even talk to them anymore. >As per orders of the lab manager. >You've never even seen him in person. >But you can feel him all around. >... >March 2nd. 30XX. >The drone fear you...they fear all humans. >You haven't seen them. You've been relatively excluded from the experiments, but you've heard things. >They've been torturing them. Abusing them. Ripping them apart, both physically and mentally. Why? >They were always amicable, quick to learn, quick to embrace. What is the point of breaking them? >Drones, if to say anything you had learned over your employment, were living creatures. Sentient beings. >They had souls. >What was the point of stressing their souls beyond limits? >What could these drones possibly offer for science past their deaths? >What was the goal of all of this? >... >May 28th. 30XX. >You're no longer apart of the laboratory. You haven't been for a while. At some point, the lab manager was going to get rid of you. You've heard the rumors, and you've seen them as well. >The company intents to rid you from life once they fire you. It happened to all your fellow lab workers, as it has been happening to the drones. >If only to protect the secrets down there. >The lab manager ran a cruel regime. You still know very little of him, and you understand even less of his goals. >Only that he intends to have you killed. For that you had spoken out one too many times. >Breaking these creatures would not lead to the results desired. This you believed firmly, even if you had no idea how it would. >At some point, the sins of this regime would reveal itself. >The world itself would shake at the results of these experiments. And those who participated would face justice, if not legal, then by an act of providence. >... >Today is to be the day of your death. >The manager's big experiment is to be scheduled later today. You had worked towards it for the last few months before your untimely release. >If only it were to fail. >If only were the suffering of the worker drones were to end. >You will live never see it. A shame. >A company dispatch is never known by the target. You can't prepare for it. >But they do notify you. >Nothing more than a little piece of paper placed on your dorm room desk. >The note was signed by the manager himself. The cunt. >"Your services are no longer required. As per regulation LR-1-16-3, you are prohibited from releasing information regarding your employment." >"Signed, Dr. Johann van Heimen."
>>64784 Okay, first of all you reposted the same text. Second, it is "downright". Not "damn right". You are like the Perfectionist from Harvey Birdman.
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Hey (you). Yes, (you). I'm busy with some stuff, but after I'm done I kind of want draw a thread OC. Give me a name and the first 6 posts I'll slap them on a wheel. GO FAST.
>>64759 I'll be honest, if it weren't for lined paper impacting everything and lines being very light this would look much better. It's mostly due to the way it's delivered, but the drawing itself is really nice imo. Proportions are never 100% canon if you don't put 20 hours in a piece, but the impression is right, lines and curves are smooth , things like the helmet edge being way further out than the 'mouth' edge (which is not granted if you look at offsite art), the bit of their hat top and ridges and the eye placement as well as of course the hair all fit. If the upper ones were practice then you absolutely have potential bro, keep going, you will increase immensely soon. Not sure if it's the case with you but nothing wrong with doing 'flat', technical looking perspectives first to get details and proportions down, some people need to learn perspective, others have it work immediately you will see. Please keep going. Have you only started drawing recently or cone here recently. Any reference (modelwise or perspective) you could use?
>"Least mine has some flavour to it. Unlike your bland, poorly thought-out one."
>"Hey! It happened to belong to a really cute lady once! And I'm cute too!"
>"Not smart though."
>"Grrrrr! Yeah, well....my bangs are way cooler than yours anyway! Bleh!" >Cynthia sticks her tongue out at the risque-ly dressed disassembler. >A disassembler thoroughly peeved off. If the rendered tick mark was anything to go by. >"Shut it you damn brat! Your author doesn't even bother making you interesting. Or even sexy! I'm technically an unnamed drone and I'm already turning heads with *these*!" >She props up her cleavage with both arms. A sight that sparks a hideous envy in the worker as she pouts in frustration.
>"So? Everyone knows they prefer on-model worker drones anyway! We're cute, huggable and perfect for uppies." >Cynthia rather smugly crosses her arms. >Zynthia raised a finger in protest, but she could not muster a retort. Her answerless expression only solidified the blonde's self-satisfied smile. >Having angered her opponent with the words of truth that forced a shaky fist in her direction, Cynthia had won this round. >But she had not won the war.
>>64801 It's not new I just never posted any here for good reason. And I hope to keep it somewhat tastefull and on model, lewds are quickly very terrible if not done right
>da-nananana-da-na-danananana-danananana-da-na, he’s a phantom >da-nananana-da-na-danananana-danananana-da-na Anon Phantom (Anon Phantom, Anon Phantom, Anon Phantom) >(you) Anon Fenton was just (18) when the workers built a very strange machine, it was designed to view a world unseen (he’s gonna fuck Aoi cuz he’s Anon Phantom) >when it didn’t quite work the drones they just quit, but Anon took a look inside of it >there was a great big [null] and everything just changed, his Anonycules got all rearranged (phantom, phantom) >when he first woke up her realized, he had a green bald head, and question mark eyes >he could write greentexts, dronepost and cry (he was much more autistic than the other guys) >it was then that he knew what he had to do, he had to fuck all the Vickers girls that were coming through (he’s here to post for me and you!) >he’s gonna fuck Aoi cuz he’s Anon Phantom >he’s gonna fuck Aoi cuz he’s Anon Phantom >he’s gonna fuck Aoi cuz he’s (Anon Phantom)
>>64749 God damn it that fucking Expression Alice always has did rewire my brain last October, it is so aaaah damn I need That stupid deranged smile of a charming mental patient What is my life even now
>>64835 The hollow eyes look soooo much better than these dull blindfishvibe having full eyes, they look sharp and like they have somefhing behind them And dark hair is peak anyways, with these hot eyes and so clean bkack and white with sharp teeth and so many edges and tips on such a sleek design with her way of moving and laighing and her voice holy shit it is perfect
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>>64831 your jokes are as lame as you, best to leave the joking stuff to the people with talent, you have nothing, you are nothing, and that's what you'll always be
>Fun Daily Canon Facts: The Solver despite it's immense power still trembles in fear to one entity. It appears from nothing and dissappears back into nothing at random, it has no name, no identity, it simply imposes it's will upon others. The Solver has constant nightmares about this creature forcing it to commit unspeakable acts for the entity's own sick pleasure. The Solver cannot fight back and even if it did it would only be because the entity allowed it, killing the entity has no effect for the entity will simply reappear as if nothing happened. However, there is, but one silver-lining to all of this; The Solver is only aware of the entity when it sets it's sights on them, to be ignored is to be ignorant of it's existence and that is truly a blessing. As of right now though, The Solver is fully aware.
>>64850 The Solver may be seemingly undefeatable, but at the end of the day, it's a mere fictional character... But not Anon... Anon is real, and he torments the Solver with this simple cruel reminder...
>>64853 >Anon jumps around excitedly >"Yay, I win, I win! What do I win?" >SD-Q grins >"You've won a lap pillow from yours truly!" >Anon fist pumps >"And you've ALSO won a year's supply of Ricearoni, the San Francisco treat!" >Anon doesn't really know how to react to that >"Can I... can I just have the first part?" >"Nope, the Ricearoni is about to go bad and the producers need to get rid of tonight, so it's yours now." >"Dang it."
Cynwalker was not Cyn wearing Tessa's skin. It was an unholy fusion of the two. Seriously, remember that Cyn is small as fuck it doesn't make sense for it to be just skin
>Tessa couldn't remember a lot of things, but she still could remember a few bits of memories of her previous, more complex life. >She recalled once, knowing how to write and read, how to be prim and proper. >She knew how to be a human >However, these memories often contained a man and woman, both beating her and chaining her, punishing her for something that even then she knew was stupid. >She hated the mean memories, how the man and woman soured her mood instantly, and the feelings of pure despair that they brought her. >If it weren't for her friends, she would have likely gave up remembering all together. >N***,J*****,V******* and Cyn >Tessa wasn't sure what her prior relationship was with them, but they made her heart ache with longing >So much so that even when that THING pretended to be them, puppeting their broken bodies as if they were still alive, she was so desperate that she obeyed everything they told her. >Even when they spoke vile insults, insane orders or even tried to force her to fight against each of them, to see who was her "favorite" >Tessa could never get angry at her family, even when they tore her apart and stitched together a monster, or how they degraded her into nothing more than a guard dog. >Tessa loved them.... >And on some nights on the full moon, where her power is the highest, she swore she could really see them, not the crude corpse puppets she took orders from. >She could see them, but they looked so lost and horrified when they saw her. >They spoke to her words that no longer had meaning to her. >They were upset, was it something that Tessa done? >"Maybe they are hungry", Tessa thought. >Maybe they would like some fresh kill....
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>>64797 >Proportions are never 100% canon if you don't put 20 hours in a piece The head-scaling technique works very well, and quickly. Drone bodies tend to be 2-3 head lengths tall, so get three marks down in the right places, some lines for proper width, and the head, torso, and limbs will come by decently fast. >>64759 For graph paper, making the head's height exactly some number of cells makes laying out proportions for the rest of the body very simple, with the rest of it then being counting cells or using a measuring tool. It seems that you're already doing that, so good job. As they're standing straight, and staring straight at the cameras, the shirt, clavicle, and midlines of the neck endpoints/head/visor/helmet should be aligned.
>>64896 >Jane wants B back >Cyn mocks her by placing new "Bs" around her every so often >They dont recognize Jane or know what she did, some cant even talk to her >The newest is a little Oogi that looks like B, Janes mental blocker still cant see its eyes >it just waddles around getting into trouble
>>64797 Thank you so much, anon. Special thanks for such a thorough analysis, I have a lot of mistakes and I need to fixing them.
I'm using YouTube to learn proportions, and while I can understand the theory, I find it hard to replicate what the author of the video shows, but I'm trying. I'm also trying to learn how to draw light shading well, because it can give volume to any 2D object.
I started literally a fortnight ago, not really hoping for my own strength, really. That's why I have such terrible paper, I decided that if I'm going to draw, I should first learn to draw well with a simple cheap pencil on simple cheap paper.
Thanks for the kind words anon, I will definitely continue to learn how to draw, and I am well aware that it is a very long and painstaking process, but I will definitely continue.
>>64908 >OogB is not actually an attempt to torture Jane >it's just an Oogi that feel face-first into an arts and crafts box, climbing out with two balls of cotton glued to its chest
Thinking back to other OCs that haven't been used in a long time, I think SD-G should not only be a streamer but a compulsive gambler All the donos she gets from simps are immediately funneled in gacha pulls; J is continually seething over the reckless use of what she considers "company funds"
>>64903 >As they're standing straight, and staring straight at the cameras, the shirt, clavicle, and midlines of the neck endpoints/head/visor/helmet should be aligned.
You're right anon, I've noticed it now. I'll try to fix it next time. Thank you.
>>64911 Thanks for keeping going, I have been through desaster after desaster irl for a month straight now, at least I've been as productive as in all of the earlier half of the year combined.
Will be back in an hour or so, will draw more stylized Alice, canon shots most likely but anything goes (no promises), anything any of you would wanna see?
>>64940 >N wearing a 'kiss the cook' apron and giving (you) bellyrubs after feeding you into a food coma >watching your favorite tv show with N as you fall asleep with your head on his lap
>>64941 >Anon is sent to Siberian mining camp prison >Each day he digs coal out of soft rock with his bloodied, freezing fingers >Each night he eats rat patootie and sleeps under a blanket made of human hair >The only thing he can do to cope is pretend he's in murder drones on copper-9 >The day of his execution draws ever nearer, and no one shall mourn >... >But when he's dead and a ghost he's gonna insert something into the Anon who sent him here
V1 is teleported to Copper 9 with one goal: FIND FUEL How does it go? We are assuming the Drones Oil will function the same as Blood for V1 in this context. Can he beat DDs? Solver Witches? Cyn / Solver itself?
>>64947 When you take into the context that THE Gabriel, from the bible, is V1s personal chew toy, I think the answer is clear go pro robot vampire > toaster robot vampires
>>64960 >This is how humanity died >Be one of the last men on earth >Watch as other survivors are suddenly taken away into the darkness screaming, their pants ripped off, then in a matter of seconds their dried out corpses thrown out of the shadows >A blue hue appears out of the shadows, a stylish meter, +Orgasm +CUM +DEEZ NUTZ >Oh god, shes Styling being a Slut >You run into the bunker, your last defense >You slam the metal door shut, barricade it >it will not last, the pounding has already begun >Its not long until you hear distinctive textbox noises >then a charging sound, you back away but its already too late, the blast sends you flying into the back wall of the room >Out of nowhere as you process what is even going on this a whip with a pointed spear like end pierces your chest and you being to zip towards the new opening >You are faced against THE MACHINE >Your Pants: Ripped off >Your Dick: Not Ready >Humanity: Is Fuel
>>64976 >The mindflayers took on their forms to more effectively compete with V1 in semen extraction >The girthmovers strode the earth, fighting over precious nut deposits- I mean, human settlements >Truly, the Final War - the Cum War - was brutal
>>64916 i believe sd-g was supposed to be a ragyo kiryuin character who was a cunt that abused the hell out of her associates but since her squad was never actually made people filled in the blanks of what she was
>>65001 The beauty of collaborative character creation at work yet again >>64916 >"Thanks for tuning into my hot tub stream!" >"Oh, Bloat420 just donated 350 Jensonpoints! You're my top donator for this stream! Mwah!" >End stream after getting a thousand bucks; opens her gacha >Swears as she fails SSR pulls forty times in a row >Finds one of her subordinates, vents her frustrations by walloping him, and goes back to her room to recharge
>>65020 >doll gains control of Uzi's tail >immediately beelines for Lizzy's robo-coochie like a heat-seeking missile, diving in there and slurping away like a disassembler who hasn't drank oil in a week
>>64942 >another loose end another loose end Need to fully make that one too soon. Feel fullfilled and tired now tho, not so nice that I didn't get something finished today but don't wanna run into burn out.
>>65043 >>65047 >Buy a new bed from IKEA >Put it together >Ask Doll if she wants to help you break it in >She does >She actually fuckin breaks it >Throw away broken bed >Go and buy a new bed from IKEA
if you took N to a human doctor, for humans, and told them to give him a checkup, what would they do? what would they find? what would be the same as performing a checkup on a human, and what would be different?
>>65072 if I give my ps4 to the doctor for a checkup, what would they do? what would they find? would it be the same as performing a checkup on a human, and what would be different?
>>65082 Aw nah come on, tho the spirit is there at least Alice is lively and creative, Beau is proof of that, she WOULD absolutely find a way to make it work
>>65095 easily cyntipede the rest arent actively harmful towards humans, noisy nuisances at best ignore them enough and they go away cyntipedes take ignoring them as invitation you do not give cyntipedes invitations
>>65053 No doesn't need to be related ofc, just smth a drawanon would wanna read in exchange for smth the writer would like drawn I'm the one that made >>64565
>>65059 >creativity isn't transactional Very true, I don't know about anyone else but I'd say to only write once I have a sketch done with correct pose and proportions, otherwise it can at times never work out. And of course both must have at least a certain liking for what they are gonna write/draw
Alice and you in a cabin or smth, be it Copper-9 w/o bs asbestos spam or another world, dark snowy and Winter outside cozy inside Have fire going, warm light shine, not too bright, flickers a little, sounds a lit Christmas like vibe, smells good Oranges or Orange peel, can definitely smell it on small wooden table, also these 'cookies' various kinds, idk zhe American designations rn Post canon or so, having helped Alice come back from the disabling damage she got in 6, how is unclear. Wezher new head or fixing the original. Not too long afterwards tho. Maybe she has symbolic bandage cause it looks cute and kinda sad, Uzi had it too in the pilot afterall There's a 'rug', or so, ornamental rectangular piece of fabric idk name on the floor but not a lot, nvm it is a carpet Sitting there with one or many blankets, maybe have Alice have a coat or so due to weather outside, maybe on a single seat couch Have her close, hopefully having her get some peace, comfort, something nice after the constant strain of injustice and suffering she got in canon Seeing how beautifull she is, her ever so slightly reddish dark brown hair in a orange hue, subtle shadows on her white chestshell, what's visible of that at least, the blackstreaks over and to the left of her face not blending in with her visor due to sufficient brightness, angle of surface to fire determines its shine (in that case at least or so idk if I'm yalpin) The flickering reflecting on her smooth softly rounded glass visor, with her own warm shine of her face, her chestlight and hands, if she doesn't wear much else that is. Maybe she'd have the knifes taken off even It's not even just about me having that with her or helping her it's just that she got done so dirty, Alice deserves better than what Liam (had) to do. Hope to draw smth like that tmrw maybe typing this out always helps rwalizing them
>>65132 Just wanna have her be of better and not live surrounded by bodyparts of her kind, the next day always unsure, so many possible, terrible fates. She deserves an escape from that, Alice is a hero even if she doesn't know it Need to post cozy Alice aet that doesn't exist cause I'm always too tired when having these thoughts Have such headache rn cause of everything gn
>"I, Bonnie XXXXXX, do solemnly swear." >The marines needed officers. >"That I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States..." >She needed her. >"Against all enemies, foreign and domestic..." >That girl was always so eager. So willing to jump into the fight. >"That I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same..." >What was Bonnie to do? Leave her friend to her fate? Send her off to die on a cold barren rock, alone? >"That I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion..." >That wasn't right. For all that they had been through together. >"And that I will well and faithfully discharge..." >Bonnie had made her resolve. She would follow her into battle, lest they die together. As it was destined. As she had foreseen. >"The duties of the office on which I am about to enter..." >She could never beat her strength, her tenacity, her passion. But she could try to meet it. >"...So help me God." >Bonnie would chase her down, if only for love. >... >... >... >"MA'AM, OUR POSITIONS ARE BEING OVERRUN! WE NEED TO WITHDRAW NOW!" >It was Corporal Dalton. He was the one in charge of his company now. His sergeants had all been wiped out. >"NIGHTSTALKER 6, THIS IS NIGHTSTALKER MAIN! BRAVO AND JULIET COMPANIES ARE COMBAT INEFFECTIVE! 2/5 AND 3/5 ARE ENGAGING ANOMALIES TO OUR WEST...WE'RE ON OUR OWN, OVER!" >The man on the other side of the radio screamed for her commands, joined by the panicked screams of the men. >They were all going to die. >But Bonnie couldn't think about her fate right now. >All she could think about was her. >And that light in the sky. The light of the evacuation pod's ion engine, burning bright in the night sky above her. >Amidst the tracer rounds and screaming anomalous creatures surrounding her and her men, she could only look up towards the stars. >She removed her helmet. >The air, though not quite as easy to breath as in her exosuit, was cool and crisp. >... >Bonnie couldn't be mad at her. She never could. >That girl was always smarter than the rest. She probably saw the situation and knew the deal. >If only she could've been the same. >As it seemed, things hadn't changed. >She had tried to catch her. She tried to chase her. >But her love always lay just outside her grasp...and she was the one that got away. >Perhaps, within the slimmest of chances, they would both meet again, maybe in a world beyond this one. >... >Bonnie smiled. She closed her eyes. >For all that they had been though, she only wished that they could've spent more time together. >Such is life.
>Tessa drifted back into consciousness, as she had many, many times over... how long has this thing had her again? >But this time it felt different. She felt things other than pain. In fact she didn't feel pain at all. >She felt none of the things she had come to associate with this Hell. >Her eyesight returned. Was it always this yellow though? She knows there wasn't any sort of HUD here before. >Where was she, she thought as she sat up. >What were these things on... her... wrists... ... >Uzi had no idea what N and V were hollering about, between the power coma she felt coming on and the unclear number of voices-two, three, a dozen, some bigger number higher than she cared to count at the moment-yelling over each other in her already swimming head. >Whatever it was, she didn't even have a chance to brings her own wings out before N took her into a princess carry and took off back towards where she had... >No... No. What was it still doing here?! SHE RIPPED OUT ITS CORE. SHE BURNED ITS CORE. SHE ATE WHATEVER WAS INSIDE ITS CORE. WHY WAS IT ALIVE. IT SHOULD HAVE MELTED OR SOMETHING. >"TESSA!" V and/or N screamed as they landed. N put her down and, holding her by the arm-did N always have a big claw like the one around her wrist?-they ran with her to Cyn. >Cyn was... laughing? Screaming? Crying? ... >Tessa laughed. >Tessa laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed and cried while laughing. >There was no escape. Cyn-or whatever was wearing Cyn-had done something she wasn't even sure what it was to her body. She wasn't a drone, or a human, or a corpse, or anything. >How could she live like this? Was it even possible for her to kill herself? >N's and V's voices. She was hallucinating now. There was no way those were their voices. There was no way those weirdly hot robots had their faces. That goblin Not-N was pulling along with him was definitely a hallucination. >"Hey, weird Cyn-human-monster-woman... Tough shit, I won... I'm God now..." the goblin slurred. "N, I'm gonna fix the planet really soon, so I don't have the mental bandwidth for this. Just throw me at 'er, I'll give 'er a hug... Doll, you can leggo of me now..." >N pulled the goblin's arm forward, and released. As she said she would, she stumbled towards Tessa, and fell into an embrace. Tessa stopped her despairing laughter out of confusion. >N ran up to Tessa and got on his knee beside her. "We heard you screaming and came as fast as we could." He took her by... he took her by both hands, the drone hand and the human hand. "What happened?" >"What happened...?" Tessa stifled a laugh or two. "What happened? N, you dog-brained muppet, what do you think happened?! Look at me! Look at-V, could you let go of my arm-look at all this!" Tessa shook her free awkward arrangement of hands in N's face. "What is all this?!" Tessa said as she felt around her neck. She already knew she had seemingly been decapitated and had her head reconnected to her body by Cyn's thin neck, but she had to emphasize that to the tall, dark figure of menace and inexplicably erotic robot that N and V apparently were now. >"You look okay to me," V added in. >"Of course you'd say that, V, you can't see shit without your glasses," Tessa bitterly spat. "... Sorry, I'm just... not in a good place right now..." Tessa backpedaled. She giggled mirthlessly. >N held Tessa's hands more firmly. "I think V's saying you don't look hurt. Does anything hurt?" >"Just emotionally..." >"Tessa, we've all been hurt by... what I'm slowly becoming less confident was Cyn." >"Robo-Satan," the goblin slumped into Tessa's back added. >"Yeah, hurt by Robo-Satan. We can't go back to the way we were before." >"You mean you can't go back to not being tall and sexy..." Tessa mumbled. >"They can't go back to not being robo-vampires full of eldritch meat," the goblin chimed in. "I'm not tall and sexy and I'm also a robo-vampire full of eldritch meat now." >"Thanks for the contribution, Uzi," V snorted at the the apparently firearm-named goblin. "But she's right. We've been through the wringer... done things we can't take back... and we're glad we at least have you back, Tessa." V took Tessa's wrists in her hand. "From what I'm seeing, you've changed the least out of us. You're still the same old Tessa who saved our lives." >"Appreciate it, but I'm still an abomination," Tessa sighed. She turned to N. "N, look in my eyes." >N looked confused. "What are you trying to show me? You just have normal drone eyes in there." N kissed her human hand. >Before Tessa could respond, something slammed into the ground like a falcon in a dive. >J then tackleglomped Tessa like an anime character, running as fast as her pegs could carry her. >She said nothing. She just cried and buried her face into Tessa. >The goblin peeled herself off of Tessa. Three thin tentacles came out of her back. "Okay, everyone, I'm gonna go into that power coma now. I have no idea what's gonna happen, so you should probably get far away while I put the planet back together..."
>>65141 That's Life (2008 Remastered) >B's Radio turns on with a strange yellow hue >fellow communications is out, its all static now, that and faint familiar giggles >whatever's been the other side, either to mock, belittle, soothe, or just give away the position, plays one last song
>>65038 >>65151 This is the best I could do on short notice. I had this idea for a while and wanted to do something with it. The Uzi stuff just felt like a good way to bridge the gap between Tessa waking up and the mansion drones being with Tessa.
>>65152 >>65154 There was this good Bonnie theme song I saw here once but cant find anyone else, people said it was her thinking about Jane and that stuck to me. It was about red and stars or something. Anyone remember what it was? anyone have a headcanon voice? I kind of imagine something with a southern charm for some reason
>>65109 Well, remember, Uzi only hated humans because she thought that they had created the Disassembly Drones and sent them to kill her kind. After learning that that wasn't actually the case, I'm not really sure she'd have much reason for animosity towards them. Definitely not towards one who was as kind towards drones as Tessa, at least. If anything, the two seem to have a lot in common.
>>65185 The DDs weren't always around, and they're only active at night because, like Nori and Yeva, they're Solver creatures who would die if they went out into the day.
>>65202 Nah, they already had Meta Runner under their belt. The technical aspect of Sunset Paradise was alright. It was the writing that killed it. Nothing interesting was happening and the characters ranged from boring to annoying.
>>65186 Signalis but it’s Jane going through the events of killing B over, and over, and over, and over >Janes dreams every night >there’s the war >the promise >the battle field >the injury >the deal >the pod >and then the betrayal >she dreads going to sleep
>The moon rises over Copper 9, spreading pale second-hand light over the landscape >Over the city, over the forest, over the Cabin Fever Labs, and even a garden outside it >Rows of vegetables, ripe and ready for picking, populate the garden >They were planted and tended by a simple drone >She may not know how to calculate paths in hyperspace >She may not know how to program an app >She may not know Victoria's secret or what a colonoscopy is >But she does know one thing. Ol' McDonald had a farm >"Ia ia ioh! And on that farm he had a drone...Ia ia ioh!..." Alice sings as she comes out of the labs carrying a metal bucket and hand trowel >She is moving up and down and swaying her little metal butt to the rhythm as she walks to her garden >It's harvesting day >Alice bends down, takes hold of the frond of a carrot, and pulls >The carrot comes out of the ground >Alice looks at it and stops singing >The underground bit is missing >"This ain't a carrot. This is a carrot top!" >She pulls another and another >The same >She pulls the carrots up until she finds one that hasn't been eaten >This one comes with a little prize >There's a small Doll hanging off of it with her teeth >She becomes a red blur as she twists around it and eats it, leaving only the top, then she falls down >She looks up at Alice >"A varmint!" >Alice pulls her foot back and swings a kick at Doll, who ducks into the hole she was pulled up from >Alice's foot swings in front of her, taking her off balance and causing her to fall of her back with a *plomf* >Soon after Alice is pacing in front of the labs' entrance while complaining to Beau >"Gosh darn sasafrassin' thievin' varmint! Being red an' takin' things it didn't work for. A commie, this is what it is. Mah yard has been invaded by commies!" she fumes >Beau leans to the side and looks behind her >He waves his hand to get her attention >"What!" she snaps, causing the pillbaby(?) to lean back >Beau points at a potato >Potatos aren't an unusual sight, unless they're walking >And this one is walking >Alice walks up to it and picks it up >Doll, oblivious to the situation, continues to walk with her hands in the air >Alice puts a dynamite on Doll and lights it >Doll disappears in a hole with it >*BAM!* >The fire of the explosion rises out of the hole briefly like a geyser >A blackened and shaken creature with messy hair emerges from the hole and coughs up a black cloud >Alice howls with laughter, leaning forward and slapping her knee >"Bwa-hah-hah-hah!" >Later, Alice is kneeling over one of Doll's holes and burying it closed >Doll walks up behind Alice and kicks her hard in the ass >The comically strong kick sends Alice forward and causes her to get her head stuck in the hole >A muffled "dag nabbit!" comes from underground as Alice pushes her hands against the ground in an effort to get her stuck head free >Then Alice starts screaming and frantically pushing with hands and feet >"Eeeeeek! Beau! Beaaaau!" >Beau runs to Alice with haste and his hand on his hat >He takes hold of Alice's tail and pulls it >Alice's head comes free with a popping sound effect >*Pop!* >She falls back and onto poor Beau >She looks at the camera >Her face looks like a negro caricature. Doll drew on it >Doll laughs right outside her hole and hitting the ground with her little fist >Alice brings her metal bucket down around her and bangs at it with her trowel >*Bangbangbangbangbang!* >She raises the bucket >Doll twitches and vibrates away >This gives Alice time to get some harvesting done >She picks a bunch of produce and puts it in a wheel cart to carry it back inside the labs >She passes under a tree with a hornet's nest hanging from it >Not only that but Doll has climbed on it >Doll waits for the right moment and cuts the nest lose >It falls down with a whistling sound and hits Alice >"Argh! What in tarnation!...Huh? Hornets. Hornets!" >Alice runs on all fours away from the stinging hornet cloud >The hornet cloud forms a machinegun and fires hornets at her ass, causing her to jump in the air >*Ratatatata* >"Yeowch!"
>>65229 >Good thing there's a pond nearby >Alice jumps >...And crashes face-first on the frozen surface >The hornets reach her, sting her a bunch and leave >Alice looks up >Her face has been flattened from the crash >She shakes her head and it becomes normal again >"You gosh darn commie!" >The angry hick drone chases the little freeloader drone back to the garden where she jumps into a hole >Alice grabs a wooden mallet >"Oh come out, come out commie drone...I have a gift for you from Uncle Saaam!..." >Doll rises from the hole up to her shoulders >Alice brings the hammer down >*Wham!* >"Hah! Gotcha! >Doll emerges from the hole next to the mallet >"Huh?" >*Wham!* >"Alright, this time I gotcha!" >Doll emerges from yet another hole >Alice hammers at her again >Doll keeps emerging from holes and Alice hammering at them frantically >Here is Doll! No, there she is >Here is Doll. There is Doll. Here is Doll. Almost got her. There is Doll >Here is Doll, there is Doll, here is Doll there is Doll here is DollthereisDollhereisDollthereisDollhereisBeau >*Wham!* >"Beau!" >Alice drops the mallet and takes Beau in her arms >He is dizzy and has little winged pillbabies flying over his head in a circle while beeping >"Beau! Beau! Talk to me!" >"Woman, I say, woman one of these days you will be the death of me." >Alice decides to involve Beau in her next sceme >She takes him behind a shack and gives him a wooden plank >"You hold it up. Ah'll chase the varmint this way. Once you see her you whack her! Okay?" >Beau smiles and nods >Alice goes offscreen and we hear dog and cat fighting sounds >"Woof! Woofwoof-woof!" >"MeeeeeOW!" >Doll runs with Alice hot on her heels >Beau sees a red blur zipping past and brings the plank down >*Wham!* >Only, Doll was too fast and he hit Alice over the head, flattening her against the ground >Whoops >Alice looks up angrily and taps her fingers while Beau grins and tries to hide the large plank behind his small body >"Grrrr that's it! I have had it with that darn commie! Ah'm gunna blow her to kingdom come!" >Alice disappears into the labs and emerges with a hose that goes fssss >She shoves the hose down a hole >Her plan is to fill the tunnels with gas and ignite it >But what she doesn't know is that Doll built herself an entire tsaric palace down there >Alice retrieves the hose >She lights a match and tosses it into the hole from what she thinks is a safe distance >*BOOOOOOM!* >Stock nuclear testing explosion footage >Alice and Doll are now in hell >Alice is being boiled in a cauldron while Doll is being boiled in a kettle >A red-skinned devil has taken Alice's hat for himself >Alice has her arms crossed and mumbles while giving him the stinkeye >"Gosh darn thieving red sasafrassin' commie god-hatin' mum-shamin' lazy bum." >Screen fades to black >"Abr-abr-abr-That's all, folks!"
>>65222 >Cyn to John >Gives him gay fantasies he hates in his dreams, generally playful and cutesy >Cyn to Jane >gives horrible never ending nightmares of the same guilt ridden events that plague her ever waking second >constantly rude and mean, threatens to kill her every other conversation, revives B in holograms just to mock or make die to fuck with Jane What did Jane do to deserve this, I mean what specifically to Cyn
>>65233 the two, >>65232, plus apparently modelanon which is ????? and i still refuse to believe it does not excude enough girly or crazy to convince me
>>65236 John is a purely selfish and self centered individual, while he may not have always been like this its how he is now. You can’t really get to him like you can Jane because there’s nothing to play at with his past. He already lives in constant fear of the drones, showing him a bunch of holograms of his dead friends wouldn’t do anything, nor would Nori because he views every drone as being Nori. Closest you could get is whatever his experiments were but I don’t think he would care, he only cares about getting to the next sunrise. Jane on the other hand is easier to mess with, you show her some dead civilians burning to a crisp and she may blink, show her the uniform she used to wear and she might look at it for a bit, play Bs voice and she pretends not to cry.
Since we are on the B discussion again I was wondering what interpretation of Bonnie’s weird eye blocker is best >Jane is so far gone that after so much abuse of drugs and alcohol she can no longer remember Bs face completely, all photographs have either been burned or destroyed >Jane is desperately trying to forget B but isn’t able to leading to her face being the only thing successfully forgotten, probably due to some injury during the ambush that killed her or her face being obscured by the pod
>>65255 >Big Boogi isn't a metaphor >There is literally a Bugretta the size of the entire solar system watching us at all times >This is still somehow not even remotely the largest Bugretta
>>65259 >A series of events leads to Bruce Wayne adopting the three dumpster drones and putting Alfred in charge of them >J is over the moon to be the working directly for the CEO of a megacorp >V is initially afraid of Master Wayne because he seems aloof and his smile is fake. Eventually she understands he is hiding his pain and she wants to help ease it >N is professional when in the sight of humans but likes to disappear when he isn't needed and explore the manor >He is the second most likely to find the Batcave. The first most likely is J because her lips are attached to Bruce's ass >Bruce makes her into a sort of secretary to keep her busy so he can do his thing >V observes her master and digs into his past to find the source of his pain. She discovers Batman's secret identity through detective work >One night Batman is on the news >A battle with the Riddler has gone very badly and Batman is likely to be killed! >V runs to the Batcave >She finds N putting on a Robin outfit >"N?! What the-Nevermind. Get in there!" >V shoves N into the Batwing's cockpit >"No, wait! I haven't put on any pants!" he says frantically >V throws a bunch of batstuff she grabbed at random on him and jumps into the copilot seat >"You're a pilot! Fly!" >As the Batwing launches into the night, J runs into the Batcave holding a clipboard and yelling >"Wait! You haven't signed the appropriate forms! Friggin inteeeerns!" >V gets naked in a frenzy and looks at what she grabbed >"Woah! V! Oh wow! No! Eyes on the road, I mean sky! Eyes on the sky!" >V dresses up and puts on a backpack with bat wings and a utility belt >"Fly us over there!" she says, pointing at the building Batman is in >There's a frenzy of commotion outside of it, with cops and reporters clustered around it >She opens the cockpit and jumps out of the speeding craft, using the backpack to slow her descent >Nobody notices her. Nobody except for Commissioner Gordon
Negev and Fortuna Anon here, I know that Blogposts are for faggots so I'll keep this one short. I'm sorry that I haven't been able to put out anything if anyone is still waiting, I know Greentexts aren't work, but still. I've just been so busy and now just recently I've received a concussion so I'm going to be out much longer than expected. Apologies and goodnight friends
>>65262 >"Commissioner! Batman and his collaborator are in there! If we go in now then we can catch them both!" says an officer >"Not yet!" Gordon barks back >The officer is new. He doesn't know the threat posed by coo-coo crooks in stupid clothes >V runs down the stairs, her mechanical nature rendering her immune or resistant to the various traps in her path >She comes upon the scene of Batman tied to a contraption and the Riddler gloating >"Get your hands off of Master B-Batman!" she yells angrily >The Riddler turns to see who interrupts him but he doesn't recognize the newcomer >"Riddle me this. Who the heck are you?" >"I'm..." >V looks at her helpless master >"I'm Bat Maid! And I clean messes!" >"I say you're about to be one!" >The Riddler taps his metal cane and pulls out a gun of unrealistic design >He engages in a fight with the worker drone >Batman doesn't kill but his rogues do, and they are armed with a variety of implements to do so >As she dodges or takes hits, V contemplates how the no-kill rule is stupid and she would totally murder her rogues >The Riddler lands a particularly strong hit that cracks V's casing under her suit and knocks her off her feet >The villain raises his weapon to deliver the coup de grâce >V pushes herself up on her trembling arms and looks at the Riddler >There's a big yellow X on her visor >The weapon comes down slower than V lunges at her assailant >The berserk drone punches the Riddler all over his body but it isn't particularly effective >Despite their grip strength, drones aren't actually strong >The startled villain manages to push her away >V lands on all fours like an animal and assumes a crouching position >She runs her hands over her body in search of a weapon >A batarang, a large shard of her casing, anything >She curses herself for not bringing along her kitchen knife that she is so experienced at using, at least in the kitchen >Her fingers fumble with the utility belt's pouches when she realizes something
>>65264 >The belt! >V has a flashback to the Elliott Manor >Tessa slowly backing away from her menacing father after assuming responsibility for a minor mistake V had done >V dodges to the side to evade a swing from the Riddler's cane and catches a bullet from his gun >The villain smiles. He planned for this >What he didn't plan for was for Bat Maid processing through pain.exe >V takes off her heavy utility belt >Like a whip, she brings it down on the Riddler's arms, knocking off his instruments of harm >V raises her belt again >The Riddler raises his arms to defend himself >V kicks him hard on the shin, making him fall down >The belt comes down on his body, making him curse >The belt rises. The belt descends. The belt rises. The belt descends >For a moment V is in two places at once >She is in the abandoned building where the Riddler lured her master to kill him >She is in Elliot Manor, in Tessa's room >She is standing over the Riddler, hitting him with her belt >She is hiding under the bed, watching as James Elliott is beating his daughter with his belt >The Riddler cries out in pain >Tessa cries out in pain >V stops hitting the Riddler and tosses the belt away in disgust >James walks away, leaving Tessa crying on the floor >The Riddler is crying >V grabs him by the collar >"Stop crying! You don't deserve to cry!" >V balls her fist >She punches the Riddler in the face >Again and again and again until the man of mysteries has passed out >She gets off of him >Sometime during the fight the X disappeared from her visor >V looks at her hands >They are shaking >Then she glances at her master >Oh shoot, the Master! >V runs to the contraption and releases Batman >"We're going to have a long talk once we're home." is all he tells her >After tying up the man of questionable fashion, the duo runs to the rooftop >"Look up there! It's Batman!" >A citizen points up
>>65265 >Batman fires his grappling gun and zips away before cops and journalists can aim the tools of their trade at him >A searchlight flashes upon V >She looks down >People are speaking in excited voices and are taking pictures of her >All eyes are on her >Being the center of attention is new to V >She finds the sensation to her liking >A smug smile forms on her face and she strikes a pose for the cameras >Then she ducks for cover when a few cops shoot at her >V flips them off and flies off into the night with her winged backpack >Back at Wayne Manor, Bruce Wayne scolds the three drones without a word >They stand there with their eyes on the ground under his withering gaze >N lets out a low volume but excited "I can't believe our owner is Batman!" but J slaps him on the back of his head without taking her eyes off the floor >Bruce takes each drone to another room and has a talk with them. They must understand what Batman really stands for and why they should forget what they saw or have their memories deleted >N asks to be Robin but Bruce turns him down flatly >J mostly only has to sign an NDA >V's session is the longest >Bruce, still in costume, takes a sip from a cup of "juice" that helps his body recover >"What you did tonight was wrong. But I can't explain to you why because it was the right thing to do." he says >"I don't understand." says V >Bruce sighs >"I know. They never do. It is complicated." >Bruce tries to explain >People have loved ones that it would hurt terribly to lose. Parents, siblings, children, friends >"Everyone knows Batman but nobody loves Batman. Nobody loves Batman enough to miss him if he dies." he explains >V mistakes this as Bruce being bitter about being unloved >"That is not true! I love you, Master!" she exclaims and then blushes, having spoken before her shyness and low self-esteem could stop her >Bruce is completely caught off guard >"What?" >"N-nothing..." >"I'm sure I heard something. Are you calling your master a liar?"
>>65266 >"N-no! It's just that...Sigh." >There's no salvaging the situation. Might as well go all in >V opens up >About how she thought Bruce Wayne was a menacing man until she realized he is in pain >About how living in Wayne Manor is the happiest time of her life >About how for a while she has looked into his troubles so as to help this secretly merciful man >Bruce appreciates all this and V's amateur detective skills but he is also a little worried that someone who barely knows him can see through him like this >Bruce tells V about his past in an effort to better get across why he doesn't want others to experience loss but all he manages is to bond with the maid drone further >V shares her backstory, or at least what she can remember after her reactivation >Her time with the Elliotts >Bruce listens carefully as he drinks the rest of his bat juice while V lays tales of cruelty and child abuse on him >He looks at the bottom of his empty cup >"Here is what is going to happen. You are going to forget tonight's events. You will not speak of it. You will not let outsiders know that you are even sentient. You are a maid drone. Understood?" >"What about Bat Maid?" >"Bat Maid was a dream you had in your recharging station." >V looks down and scowls >She really liked Bat Maid. RobN, not so much >"Understood." she finally says >"Good. Now get out." >V gets out of the room and stands outside the door >Her mouth forms a grin >She will "forget" tonight's events >But it wasn't tonight that she discovered Batman's secret identity or his past or his Batcave >She walks off to ask Alfred if he needs her for anything. If not then she will do a little sewing
>>65267 >Epilogue >Being the CEO of a megacorp, Bruce Wayne has to often leave Gotham for work or networking >His house staff, now quadruple in number, is always there to see him off or greet him back >Sometimes he brings back souvenirs >This time he brought a big one >Alfred and the drones bow their heads as the door opens >"Welcome home Master Br-" >"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEJVN!" >Before the drones can look up someone has grabbed them and is crushing them in a bearhug >"What the?! Tessa? TESSA!" >The drones hug their beloved friend back with digital tears on their visors >Alfred leans sideways close to Bruce's ear >"This one sees via echolocation." the butler remarks from the corner of his mouth >"She snores too." replies Bruce in the same manner >Then he claps his hands to get everyone's attention and makes an announcement in the confident tone he uses to charm investors and celebrities >"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the one and only Tessa James Elliott. Starting today she is the new Robin in training!" >Tessa turns, causing the drones to swing their limp legs in an arc >"I'm a what now?"
>>65263 Ouch dude. Hopefully it'll leave you with nothing permanent. Are you the dude who was hit in the head with a two by four in the past some time ago?
>>65245 Yes! From left to right: Proto-Sentinel Drone- A modified worker drone with the earliest version of the Phoenix Protocol software modification. This is a time and money-saving brute force modification that effectively scoops out all of a Drone's higher functions replacing it with tactical protocols and a very basic conventional AI matrix. They have no self-motivation and require management by a human operator or more advanced Sentinel to function effectively, but they're cheap, make use of existing Drone mass production factories and existing weapons and equipment, a stopgap measure meant to suppress uninfected Drones and harass newly-born Zombie drones before their powers fully develop.
Intoner Sentinel Drone- Last mass-production Sentinel Drone to enter the war before Humanity's collapse, they use Type 1 R4-ISW "Siren" dual infrasound projectors to transmit a sound-coded bootloop virus to all drones within a wide area of themselves. They have a limited arsenal of medium range weapons as well as Proprietary Alloy 2X claws and a Nanovirus stinger. They notably lack Alloy 2X armor and only have a light 2X lattice strengthening their endoskeleton, this is a cost and manufacturing time cutting measure. Their intelligence is more limited and animalistic as a result of mostly reusing existing Raptor programming merged with a rudimentary personality matrix copy.
Tactical Sentinel Drone- The first successfully deployed Sentinel Drone variant, fully sapient with a stable* personality matrix and highly advanced combat programming. Their endoskeleton is Alloy 2X clad Beta-Gold Titanium with an exoskeleton sporting .001mm of homogenous Alloy 2X giving them supernaturally high resistance to impact, heat, radiation, and rendering them completely non-interactable to Solver abilities. They sport a huge array of cutting edge weaponry spanning every range from hand-to-hand combat to ultra long range sniping. Manufactured in more limited numbers due to the extreme expense of building them and the bottleneck in Alloy 2X production.
>Halloween at the sentinel base >They're throwing a little Halloween party complete with trick or treating >Harper invites Elf to join them >But Elf vehemently refuses >She's been forced to attend many corporate Halloween parties during her time in the JCJ headquarters, and she'd rather not relive them >Harper will have to think of another way to get this loner Sentinel to come our of her shell
>>65229 >>65230 Nice green, that was unique and many keks were had, even if end was a bit rough, but fits its tone! >>65231 Just say, I will prob take a while for it myself tbh