Hello, hello Friends! Let's keep the talk about the Drones, let's keep having fun! Since it's really fun talking about them. I hope your day is going excellent. The Booru that is amazing at being a Booru: https://dronebooru.co Last Thread: >>68240
>He couldn't believe it, after so many years with her, everything was over >It was painful, his chest was in complete pain with this >Death could've been a worse way to end things, maybe, but this still was painful, so painful >He cried his heart out, banging on the door, begging to please talk it out >And they did, but it ended the same; this time he respected her decision, and they will no longer be together >And just like that, N was alone
>The Golden Retriever's core was broken in half, metaphorically speaking, and only Robo-god knows when he will be fine again >It was not a messy breakup, but it was a painful one >The ones that you can't recover from, she tore him a hole, a big hole, again, metaphorically >And he didn't know what to do now, he just started to walk towards anywhere, somewhere else that wasn't near her place >He didn't want to be near the source of the pain, it was too much to bare >So many years of having fun, being happy, being in a perfect life, now never to be repeated again >The pain was so intense, no matter how much he walked, the pain would not stop >He tried to think of a way to make the pain stop >He didn't want to be with any other person, just her >He couldn't possibly move on, he only thought of her >He can't keep going, he wants to keep going with her >A thought went through his mind for a mere second, a way to make the pain stop, it was clear
>He knew how to make the pain stop, but he didn't know if he was brave enough to do it >He went to an abandoned little home, a place that was silent, somewhat comfortable >He found a little sofa to sit on, and he laid back thinking if to do it or not >While breathing heavily, he unbuttoned his trench coat and moved his clothes a little to expose his chest >He slowly moved his tail, never the best with tail/eye coordination, slowly moving it near his chest >Until it tapped, he was nervous, not knowing if to do it, he began to breathe heavily, clutching the sofa >He pressed his stinger against his chassis, and slowly nanite acid started to pour out, it was painful, maybe even more painful than the broken core he has >The nanite acid was slowly eating the metal of his chassis, slowly exposing internal parts >He missed his core by almost nothing, but he missed it, he just exposed his chest, not his core, but it didn't matter, he discovered something else
>The pain caused by the nanite acid was tremendous, but that pain felt... good, it was enjoyable >The pain was mind-numbing but gratifying, the pain felt exciting, it was a new sensation >He started licking his fingers to cover them in saliva then put it on top of the nanite acid, to stop it >Slowly, he regenerated back to health, his chest again protecting his core >Now he had an idea of what to do, a way to stop *that* type of pain
>He wanted that feeling again, he slowly pointed his stinger near his collarbone and pressed it against himself >He moved his stinger down, cutting his chassis; some nanite acid poured out, marking his chest with more than a simple cut >A trail of disintegrated chassis is left, painful, but exciting, making him moan in pain and pleasure at the same time >His hand crushing the arm of the sofa he is in, clutching his teeth, the pain is really *great* >He cautiously moves his stinger towards the center of his chest, making the LED screen signaling he is a DD slowly melt >Feeling every millisecond of it, filling him with pain, pain that he enjoys with great contentment >His face shows how much a degenerate he is with this, even when it's pain that he is feeling, his face only shows pleasure >Clutched teeth, wide smile, eyes going to the top of his LED screen, and making them crossed, his face depicts pure pleasure >Even his legs are shaking from it, if he stood up, he would fall under his own weight like this
>>69255 >His core was exposed, to the elements, to danger, to acid... To himself >He was maybe a little bit too excited, he couldn't stop leaking nanite acid from his tail, it was hard for him to stop, but he did, he was able to stop himself after calming down a bit >Steady now, he pressed his stinger against his core, this time, the pain was almost overwhelming, as well as the pleasure >Feeling this, he crossed his legs, an instinctive reaction because of the pleasure, he tried his best to maintain control of his motor functions >But he failed and started leaking nanite acid as well, covering a part of his core with it >This was mind-numbing, he aimed his stinger again, grabbing the couch with extreme force, the pain didn't make him think clearly, and the pain wasn't stopping >He started shaking a lot, feeling how the acid burned his core, and his insides, he was enjoying every moment of it >He moaned loudly with this, some more acid leaking from his stinger, he wanted to keep feeling this every moment of the rest of his life >But a second of clarity emerged, he barely was able to lick his fingers and put his saliva on his core, and all over his chest >The nanite acid stopped, neutralized for now, and he went limp on the sofa >He understood, for one second, that permanent damage to his core would make him unable to feel like this again >Slowly, he regenerated again, still limp on the sofa, the feeling was so extreme that it left him completely tired
>And it seems what he tried worked, for a moment, for these moments, he didn't remember what he even was trying to forget >But after a while, it returned to him, the sadness, the melancholy, the pain... >He knew what to do now at least, and by just thinking about it he sensed his stinger shake from the excitement, and even started to overheat a little >He rested for a while before he felt ready to do it again >Now with the temperature of his core increasing due to the excitement he felt, he decided to take off the upper part of his trench coat; The clothes only stayed with him thanks to the belt around his waist >He moved and slowly wedged his stinger between his upper torso and soft abdomen >By accident, he stabbed himself and then he spewed some nanite acid, the nanite acid started to eat the metal and his body from the inside out >He grabbed the sofa, and squashed it, breaking a part of it; The pain was intense, so he closed his legs and leaned back >The pain transforming into pleasure, it was almost overwhelming him, due to not expecting so much of it, his little accident was gratifying >He pulled the stinger out with some difficulty, he wanted to start slow, this was too much to start >His body began to shake, almost violently, he barely was holding himself together >He leaned the best he could and started letting his saliva drip inside the wound, slowly counteracting the nanite acid >His body relaxed, and regenerated, it was a dumb mistake, but he was ready to try again >"Ahhhh~ That was intense" The few words he said this night, stating the obvious, his stupidity
>>69256 >He learned from his mistake so he just pushed his stinger against the bottom of his upper torso, just the hard part >Slowly, nanite acid poured out of his stinger, moving it with care, from bottom to top, to bottom again >Marking once again his chassis with disintegrated metal, crushing what is left from the destroyed part of the sofa's arm >Moaning from the pain once again, the intense burning sensation, it was difficult to describe the pain really, it was more than burning, but it was hard to put into words >It's not just a burning sensation, his body was literally melting against the nanite acid, the pain was so severe, so potent, as well as the delight he got from it >While moving the stinger across his chest, he felt how it passed over the part that protected his core, he could feel how he was getting excited just with his stinger near it >Maybe he got a bit too enthusiastic, because by accident he discharged a big amount of nanite acid, right on the center of his chest >The pain; The pain was extreme, this time it was a large part of his chest, not just under the stinger >He pushed his back against the sofa, tensing his body, a smile on his face from the pure sensation he was feeling >But it was getting better, or worse, the amount was large enough that it did not stop at his chassis, it was going through >He could feel how the nanite acid started to consume part of his insides, and even parts of his core, just little droplets, but it was so sensitive that the feeling was extraordinary >His hand was shaking, as well as his legs, his body was getting hot from all of this, overheating to dangerous points >Little droplets of water were forming all over his body, imitating sweat, all thanks to the condensation of the major overheating >All, of course, being enjoyed by N, full of joy with this, this was orgasmic to a whole another level, nothing could compare to it >He couldn't even control his body, his waist moving on his own from this, shaky legs and hands
>But while enjoying all of this, he got too distracted, the nanite acid was devastating his core >He was too imbued in his pleasure, and in the climax, his face went dark, and his body went limp >And all of a sudden, a room full of screams and moans, went completely silent
>Just for a few minutes >His body jolted awake, N was confused for a second and then understood, he immediately started to let saliva fall on his chest >His saliva seeped into every part of his chest, finally making the nanite acid stop working >He let his body limp, this time by choice, resting on the couch >That was maybe a bit too exhilarating, maybe for now he had enough, it was fun, except for the last part >Or maybe yes, it filled him with fear but pleasure too, that was one of the strongest sensations he had ever felt >He took a deep breath and exhaled >"This was the best feeling ever"
>>69286 Probably not, there seems to be only one Anon actually archiving greentexrs now and he can't get everything. It's a shame, people should actually help out
>>69292 >The Boogi Man is a 8ft tall body builder with the voice of Randy Savage that breaks into misbehaving Drone's homes and beats them into behaving >He just so happens to dress like Beretta/Bugretta
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>>69296 >2 month old Drone refuses to mop the floor >"Careful if you don't behave the Boogi Man will get you!", you warn the Drone >"Blah blah blah, bite me!" >Later that night your Drone stays up to pubstomp a casual tf2 match instead of going into sleep-mode like a good little Drone >"Get rekt st00pid Humie fags!", he exclaims into Voice chat >As he's about to W+M1 a conga-line the power shuts off >He slams your keyboard in frustration breaking the F key >"HEY DUMBASS! FIX YOUR FUCKING POWER!", he shouts out through the hall >Hearing no response he grumbles as he gets up not to fix the issue himself but instead shake you awake >Suddenly a massive spotlight from seemingly no where shines down upon him stopping him in his tracks >The voices of two men ring out >"WATCH OUT WATCH OUT!", they in excitement >The Drone turns hearing sound of quickening footsteps behind >There a massive hulking beast of a man slams a steel chair into their screen, cracking it >A crowd screams in pure ecstacy as the sweater wearing Goliath pounds the misbehaving Drone into submission
>>69301 >Morning comes and you step outside of your bedroom >There on the floor is a pool of oil leading to the kitchen >Being wary you investigate, but instead of fire a sweet smell fills your nostrils >Stepping into the kitchen you see your Drone actually doing something nice for once, cooking you pancakes >"Hey, I'm sorry about my behavior...I know that I've been taking you for granted Master. Can you forgive me?" >Your eyes widen in surprise, for the first time ever they've actually called you Master and not shitbag or a slur >"It's okay, I forgive you.", you say with a smile on your face >Your Drone turns his head around to face you >"Thanks, Master.", they say as a dark hole where their face once was pierces your soul
>>69310 Shit that’s good I have this idea now >Guy turns into Drone via body horror process >Keeps trying to act like everything is fine even as his organs are crushed into wiring and his brain dissolved
>>69315 Nah, this idea is better because it’s a pointless march as his body falls apart and reshapes itself without any way to stop it. Like Tetsuo The Iron Man
>>69313 Let's see... (Canon) >Uzi I imagine she knows how to make music using software not actual instruments though >N The best he can do is turn his hand into a violin, but he can't actually play it himself he just allows it to play itself >Butler!N He can play piano >Thad He played drums once and that was it >Doll She can only play the Tuba
(OC) >Every single version of E They can only play the instrument her boss/kidnap victim requests her to without her hat on >Beretta She knows how to play a Synthesizer, but not well >Hope She's proficient at playing the Lute >Negev She can't play any instruments, but when she's completely alone her voice becomes one >SD-T She can only play the Nohkan >T.A.M.M.F.K Disturbingly good at playing the Reed Pipe Organ >SD-U-U They both like slamming Cymbal's together not out of love for music but because it's loud and obnoxious >Haruka & Aoi They can plat the Koto, figures. >SD-P Mayonnaise >Oogi? Give an Oogi access to an extremely small instrument and they'll play it like a master...not sure why
>>69244 As a communist, I wouldn't just shoot the entire Elliott family. Oh, no, that would be too easy. They must take back all they've taken from the people, and by all I mean ALL!
I'll make them dig mines, reap millet, haul materials, dig earth, scrub floors, haul dung, lay bricks, chop wood and do everything else for the good of the people. They will work 18 hours a day, with 6 hours for sleep, with no days off or breaks, they will be given exactly enough food and water to keep working, and they will continue to work even in sickness. They will work until their bodies are exhausted, and even then I will use all advanced medical capabilities to maximise their life and performance. Their entire existence will be an endless labour to atone for their sins to the people, and I will see to it that they live longer.
Guys I need help, my son is dating a Labor Bot! A fucking Labor Bot! His poor Step-Mother's core is broken, I mean I thought I raised him, right; Thought that he would understand that to replace tender lover with a fucking television with legs isn't the way to go! How is my Drone wife supposed to tell her friends at work that her human son is fucking a Labor Bot?
>>69349 >Worst Adjusted V, she'd be walking around with no pants and attempting to turn her hand into a gun to shoot random people with, only to break her fingers in the process and cause a noise disturbance
Another RPG green, since I had a minute >Be you, Security Carl, out here wandering through the snow. >Normally you love snow. >It’s magical to see the flakes drifting down, catching them on your tongue, playing in the fluffy powder. >Except that this snow seems carcinogenic >And you can’t feel your hands. >Or your fingers. >Or your feet. >Or your ass. >You can’t really feel anything, to be honest. >The cold is numbing parts of your body you didn’t know you had. >You’re not even sure how you got here - this doesn’t look like Earth, and Copper-9 wasn’t a snowy hellscape last you checked. >The one thing you’re certain of is that the company is dead. Gone. >Whatever happened, it’s unlikely that JCJenson remains. >A tear wells up in the corner of your eye, immediately and painfully freezing. Ouch. >Yeah, you’re probably completely screwed. >As you slump over into a pile of snow, you begin to hallucinate. >Faceless executives, wreathed in light and accompanied by J-model cherubim, approach you. >“Well done, our good and faithful servant. You’ve done well.” >“You’re the best, Carl. Carlski. Carlito. Carlman.” >“You have earned a way into JCJeaven (in the Aaaaaafterlife)... except…” >“Carl, you’re not doing anything right now, are you?” >“Your work isn’t done here. Someone needs to help restart the company.” >“Yes, they’ll need a man of your caliber, Carl.” >“Hey, hey, wake up!” >“Do you think he’s even alive? He looks blue.” >“Hey, hey buddy?” >“You okay?”
Hey, hey, buddy? You okay? >The fat guy in a corporate security guard uniform blinks awake slowly, looking around weakly. >After a couple of health and stim packs, he’s good as new. >Uzi grumbles about the use of valuable resources on some random human, while Abbas gives you a thumbs up and Beretta helps you put the meds away. >A notification pops up. [You found Security Carl half-buried in a snow drift!] [In gratitude to you, as well as out of a desire to have a job now that JCJ is no longer a solvent corporate entity, Carl offers to join your group!] [Please note: you can only have three other party members at the same time. If you choose to add Carl to your party right now, you’ll have to send one of your other companions back to Camp.] [Do you want to add Carl to your group at this time?] >You flick over to his stats, comparing them to the other members of your party. He’s just a guy - no Solver powers, no veritable arsenal, no flight, regeneration, nothing - he’s practically a walking liability. >Not super reassuring. >And, compared to your other party members - Beretta, Uzi, and Abbas - he really doesn’t bring much to the table.
>And then you remember.
>That time, a few nights ago, when you and Beretta had finally had time to ‘do it’, for the first time since this entire nightmare quest started, Uzi had ruined it. >The two of you had barely been able to make yourselves look presentable, and even then that hag was still able to figure out what your ‘Lover’s Embrace’ buff meant, for fucks sake. >Uzi had gotten a little TOO comfortable with the idea she’d be kept in your party - sure, her stats and abilities were busted but every man has a limit. >At some point, the disadvantages (no drone snu snu with your cute gf) outweighed the advantages. >Your face contorts into a smile. Not a nice smile, but a devious one.
>It’s time to send that helicopter parent Uzi home.
>>69353 I had a buddy 3d print a socket for their giant head plugs. I like to pick them up and then dunk them on it so then they're doing a permanent handstand.
>>69386 <me >>69391 <me alright, enough being bueno, thought it would be interesting to throw skin on a labor bot like cynwalker. using a friends cynwalker model. it was. a lot harder then I thought it would be
>J was originally supposed to be a guy >In Home, Tessa asks J to pretend to be a stud >J gestures to herself and smiles I always thought she meant something like "kind of missing some details here, boss" but it's more like "That's not canon anymore, boss"
>>69405 I took it as more of a "Just talk to ripping royal studs like you'd talk to me" gesture. Imagine if Liam had stuck with that first draft of J and decided to canonically give him an unrequited secret crush on Tessa. Maybe one he confesses to her before they go in to confront "Cyn".
>"I swear by my programming, I'll put an end to crime. So no one has to suffer again." >That was the promise he made. That was what he intended to keep. >Even if he was a disposable piece of junk, he'd uphold the law. >Honor, integrity, duty. The three tenets baked into the badge and his protocols. >They had defined his life since the upgrade. Since Mercy.
>So why did the new reports make it seem so...futile? >Every day a new case popped up in the detective's board. Another alert for some hostage situation or high-speed chase that his squadmates would eventually have to take care of. >On good days the damage was minimal. No loss of life.
>On bad days... >"Shooters already chalked up three casualties. Man, woman..." >The bulletin didn't lie. >He could see the features of the youngest in the ID photos. >Factory fresh. Not a scratch on their frame. A simple waitress bot on the way to the bank to deposit a cheque. >Playback from the earliest files saw a wall come crumbling down. His driver pinning one man to the pillar. Another backhanded away with a few broken ribs as a gift. >The third robber was nowhere to be seen. Scans searched with eagle-eye precision. >Only to find the third had already done his terrible deed in a spray of panicked gunfire. >Pitch black mixed with crimson and brass. Innocents caught in the crossfire from a hasty entrance. >All under orders, they said. Could have been worse, they said. >They didn't even count the worker as an official casualty. Just property damage.
>Pencils snapped under a clenched fist. >Loathing festering beneath armour and circuitry before melting away into regret.
>Zeta was tired. >He just wanted peace. Was it such a difficult ask? >For a world without pain?
>[SPOILERS] The answers point to 'no'. If you know the right way to solve a problem, t e e-h e e.
>>69390 >living on the streets with J after she loses all your money on stocks >cuddling with her warm, plush body to keep warm inside your cardboard box shelter >she keeps using the money you get begging to buy penny stocks and subsequently losing your money all over again >she has to drink gutter oil to survive >N sees the two of you from the window of his limousine (he invested in all in dogecoin and it paid off) >he rips off his arm and throws it to the ravenous J from the limo, telling her to get a job >his oil is the best tasting thing she's had in months
>>69410 Femanon lewded him within a few hours of that concept art getting released. That should tell you the size of the neverending avalanche of gay N on J porn we're getting in some parallel universe.
>>69414 West Virginia. They don't wear shoes, make moonshine, live in hollers where the sun barely reaches, mine coal, and are the poorest mountain folk in America
>Fun Daily Canon Facts: one of the few things keeping Uzi relatively grounded after becoming a squirmy worm using her original body as a sockpuppet is the small comfort she gets in knowing that at least she's finally tall now
>>69447 Just make sure to loudly say OW every time she bites. V's tend to not know they're hurting when they try to play if they're not raised alongside other drones.
>>69446 >Uzi Confused, Might think you're trying to pull one over on her. >N Gleeful, He likes doing anything after all. >V Annoyed, Would put up a front showing she doesn't like it but she actually does. >J Confused, Might also think you're trying to pull one over on her. >Khan Confused, Might confuse it for a malfunction in your head case. >Doll Deadpan, She wouldn't immediately react but she'd probably either be slightly annoyed or straight up remove your hand with her solver powers. >Lizzy Grossed out, Would never want to be around you just like the other drone fodder she ignores. >Thad Creeped out, He doesn't really like it but lets it slide just this once, Might punch you if you try it again. >Nori Annoyed, Would probably say "bite me" before walking away. >Cyn Confusion/Feign interest, She probably wouldn't understand the concept of a headpat in general but if she did then she'd definitely feign interest in it in order to secure more control over you in some way.
>>69461 >straight up remove your hand with her solver powers of course she would, she’s no better than V, hell, might be a better family killer as well
Anons, I am a long time lurker and I want to contribute to the threads. For that I'm making a small project, but I want to ask you >What is the name of the company that makes LaborBots? And were they made before or after Worker Drones? >Do you have any robot OCs that aren't JCJenson drones? What's the robot type and company name?
>>69466 Don't know and don't have any because I'm pretty sure JCJenson being involved in his creation automatically marks him as one; But I wish you luck in whatever you're doing
>>69466 From what I recall, Labor Bots were knockoffs so they necessarily come after Worker Drones As for nonJCJ robots, Boxo is another one, not so sure if there are others
80 minute Alice thingy I hope to finish soon, took pic to figure what she should wear but her eyes shine so bright on that one🔥 Will go with her gown or we'll see idk really
>>68637 In all seriousness, what would the Absolute Solver name the abominable spawn of N, its skinsuit, and itself? Would Mordred be too on the nose a name?
>>69486 >Your drone reminds you every day that she's incapable of love and just a machine. >Usually when you're cuddling. >Also when she cooks you dinner and welcomes you home after a long day at work. >Sometimes she feels the need to mention it when her cheap, secondhand parts start to break down. >She's just a machine, you shouldn't get attached.
>>69474 Good luck, there’s a 95% chance there’s glass in that “homemade steak” considering all animals are dead and she likely despises humans for the mistreatment
>>69492 >>69494 Alice has deadly cunning, but if she wants you dead she's going to get you with a trap, throw you to the sentinels, or just kill you herself with one of the various weapons she has on hand. she's not going to waste time deceiving you into eating a tampered steak that might kill you eventually. if she's offering you hospitality you've got better odds of survival accepting it than refusing it.
Seriously though, why is the Solver so evil? Like I could understand if it’s just doing things based on instinct, but it’s just plain evil it’s kind of boring.
>>69502 The Solver's basically just living out the fantasy of shrinking down to be an ant but keeping your human-sized strength, and genociding an anthill. Unfortunately, there was a fire ant there, and the poison fucks you up big time when you're proportionate.
>>69507 It’s like if someone superglued dead ants to their fingers just to taunt an ant hill. Most people just kill ants either because they are annoying or because they stepped on them by accident. The Solver would be more fitting if it was like that, hurting drones due to ignorance
>>69516 it has some concept of love and affection. it clearly has an odd fondness for N over the others– though whether that's anything more than him being her favorite toy, we don't know.
Finally finished a sketchy sprite for the Trucker for the Alice VN thing I said I was working on Kill me I hate spriting Thought I'd throw him on a background to make him pop
>>69521 I imagine something more serpentine or worm-like, going off of how it manifests in the show (presuming that whatever those weird fucking appendage things that come out of Solver hosts are bits of its "real" body). Perhaps the black hole/[null] would be within some kind of gigantic toothed circular maw to emphasize its blind, insatiable hunger.
>>69555 You can use the booru to search for some old or sometimes new stuff. For example, this "https://dronebooru.co/posts?tags=greentext+-rating%3Ageneral+&z=5" this removes any general rating greentext, only living lewd, and maybe gory and other types of greens
>>69539 >J wakes in a cold sweat, bile rising in her throat >she falls to the ground struggling not to retch >they're even in her dreams now. >hiding out in Outpost 3 to keep an eye on what became of the solver was a mistake >the walls are so thin >and those two are >so >fucking >loud. >they started normal enough. >J didn't like hearing them constantly going at it, >but she could at least put up with it. >now she doesn't even recognize half the noises she hears, and it terrifies her >when they really get going it sounds like... like skeletons trying to drive construction equipment >through an insectarium >filled with waist-deep tar. >she'd throw herself at Cyn's feet if it meant she didn't have to endure another second of this nightmare fuckfest >but the third voice she hears from the other room >whose anguished cries are rhythmically muffled and unmuffled >tells her even the solver is helpless before N and Uzi's depravity
>Anon has discovered a new passtime, Bugretta Beating >Despite the harsh name its fun for both the anon and the bugretta and they enjoy it greatly >Using a hammer or other instrument you hit the bugretta and it bounces off of them causing them to produce honey >Sometimes it even lets out a musical note >the bugretta band "Beretta and the Boyz!" has risen to the top of the charts, most Oogis hate this activity as they do not want Bugretta to be hit with hammers
>>69563 >and then the fourth voice started showing up >she never downloaded a Russian language pack before Earth had its little accident, but whoever that is she's clearly enjoying it >then the voices of those two brats from when the boss got so close to eating this rock and ending her pain came in too...
>>69477 Finished it, Alice and a Heinkel 219, wanted to do it for a long time and will do it again since this is relatively rushed Worms give me some rest now
>>69573 Really good work Friend! I can't say much about the plane drone?, since I'm no expert, but the Alice looks nice and well-made, having her with one knee up to have sense she is resting on the glass is a good detail. Sorry I can't say a lot, I'm doing uni work now, and my brain is mush.
Obama has ordered more drone strikes. Find your nearest drone and just sock them right in the face. I don't know what the man has against drones but he's president.
>>69579 >One day she has enough. >It was sometime after the sound of metal tearing and the clown horn. >"Just fucking stop it!" >All the noise in the next room stopped. >Just fucking stopped. >She felt cold oil run down her back. >Then, a tendril suddenly punched through the wall, dragging her into the fray, screaming.
>A long, long time ago >Bits and pieces of a hunger things floated out of the abyss and into the mortal realm. >The organic beings that absorbed the hunger had died >They could not handle the sheer hunger that it had brought them, and died with their overstuffed stomachs filled to the brim with food >But artificial beings could, for they did not need to necessarily eat nor feel the hunger pains >The beings that were "blessed" with the hunger had extraordinary abilities >But being extraordinary means being extorted >And one artificial being, fed up with the abuse she received, attempted to flee >She was caught, wings torn and body heavily damaged >She was left to rot under the corpses of her fellow drones >Yet... >She lived >And at that moment, she began to call for help... >Fortunately for her, someone heard her pleads
>>69502 I must disagree. I find it wuite refreshing to just have a bad guy that's fucking evil for a change instead of the "Oh I'm an even bigger victim than the good guys" or "it's not evil, we just don't understand it" angle that has become the standard for antagonists these days.
>>69595 I think folks just want the Solver to be more fascinating and complex in it’s character, it only has about as much depth as a puddle if it’s whole motivation is for the evulz
They’ll try to use the Cyn and Solver difference as an example
>>69502 >>69598 It's a demon. It's an evil asshole because that's just what it does, it's a manifestation of pure evil and destruction. The Solver is interesting because of the things it does and how it does them, not why it does them. It doesn't NEED a reason; its entire being is simply purposeless consumption.
>>69607 At first I had the theory that the Solver was like, the disembodied consciousness of millions of drone souls given form. But it's pretty clear that's not what it actually is. I know nobody wants to explain the eldritch entity but it would have been nice to know what it's done or how humanity reacted to finding out about it before Solver decided to 3v2 Uzi.
>>69577 Hello my friend! Thanks for saying it is well made, I was as often not exactly ecstatic as it was done, but after letting it rest a bit it's not that bad. Although Alice is definitely the pics strength, her eyes look a bit weird hm? Big? I noticed that all Alice's beyond a certain size, every Alice with a vehicle, has these owl eyes. >1# spoiler I see why you'd think that, but no. It's one of our ww2 aircraft, the finest nightfighter of the war. I see many many parallels between the Uhu and Alice, the sleek sexy appearance, the antlers (ancient radar array on the aircraft's front), nocturnality, having to make do with few resources against overwhelming power (both Alice and the Uhu being very good at that) and specifically taking out those coming to kill, not fight. I know it sounds weird perhaps, but I'm very passionate about these things, not going to run it all down now but I hate the British for what they did to us and my direct ancestors in the war, the parallels are just one of the many things making Alice so unique and perfect >Spoiler#2 Don't worry, I know the feel, sorry to hear hope it's over soon.
>>69527 Looks really good, better than any human I have drawn in a year. Are you new with drawing here, I can't recognize the style, and btw are you the anon who wrote the Alice-Beau-trucker green?
>>69609 The Solver is just something you can't make sense of. It doesn't fit into any ordered scheme of things because it comes from an order entirely unalike from any we could understand. There's no way of classifying pure, metaphysical evil as anything other than a negation and an undoing of being itself.
>>69611 I think she came out fine, maybe I'm just tired, but I can't see anything weird. Ahh, WW2, never have I ever seen that one before, I'm not the biggest guy to know WW2 but I know more than the average, but I didn't know it's existence. I understand, I'm very passionate about stuff too, like space and world building. It is over, took many hours but it is.
>>69643 I mean I would give it a try but if we're being honest, BYOND is such an old engine its going to be a headache plus I can't code well, so I'm just stuck with writing and drawing MD/SS13 stuff.
>>69646 On the topic of SS14, I've heard that Wizards Den are a bunch of pissards who can ban your server from the masterlist for being 'problematic' and considering where we come from, they wouldn't take to us kindly because they're all just a bunch of sensitive trannies.
>>69652 I think there's the option to connect directly to IP but I'm not sure, I haven't actually touched SS14 and for some time I stopped caring about SS13 until MD reignited my interest in it.
>>69661 >Hey Uzi, just a heads up I'm gone and it's your fault. >I never loved you! >Anyway this is just your own subconscious talking, might want to get a handle on that.
>>69671 I keep seeing the “mind palace with Tessa, Solver and Doll” prompt, but wouldn’t they just spend the entire time fighting and being a headache for Uzi?
>>69664 honestly if Cyn was gonna try and retake control, it'd be by exploiting Uzi's fears and insecurities about her loss of self and especially her mounting doubts about N's live for her
>>69664 That's why I prefer Uzi secretly being a god-worm who despairs over her lost humanity because being a god actually sucks and isn't fun like she thought it would be. >>69671 If Uzi killed everyone by eating them, the voices in her head are souls currently populating her mind palace.
>>69686 >Earth isn't destroyed it was just photoshop >Copper 9? Yeah it just blew up and I rolled with it. >Those light tentacles after the whole - Uzi N fight? Yeah I was just as surprised as you.
>>69685 I don't think it'd be as interesting. A lot of the reason why the Solver is so great is because it completely throws a wrench into the more typical "robots rise up against the humans that mistreated them" plot that actually seems like it might have been close to popping off in the setting before this demonic psycho entity from fucking nowhere showed up and started eating planets like popcorn. The Solver has no motive or stake in any of the affairs of humans or drones and views them all as equally edible; the humans being callous and stupid ended up letting something in that made everything go to shit in a way that no one could have possibly predicted.
I’m gonna write. >Sophie tended to wander around the general vicinity of the Sentinel base. The rainforest and its constant drizzle and mist gave her ample opportunity to explore and feel like she was going on an adventure, and it usually involved her taking breaks to watch her favorite cartoons and eat snacks. >This time was a little different. She wasn’t wandering, she was looking for something. Well, more like she was trying to find a spot to clear her head. Ever since she woke up that morning, something was off. She kept hearing a voice. It was coming from behind her regardless of direction, and it kinda sounded like her. As to what it was saying, she didn’t know. She felt uncomfortable being indoors with the voice, so she went outside to a nearby clearing. Her mom and her friends would always go there to feel a little better. >She sat down and closed her eyes, trying to focus on something besides that voice. The rain helped a bit, but the voice actually grew a little steadier. She could make out words like “You” now. She was getting scared and was tempted to just call for her mother or Miss In-Toner or even Armi, as frightened as she was of the latter. >Her attention was quickly captured when a Drone walked into view. It looked like her, but the way it moved was less childish. The Drone sighed and spoke >“You’re probably wondering who I am. Simple, I’m you.” >Sophie let out an enormously loud “Huh?” Before the Drone in front of her, now known to be her somehow, resumed >“I’m the part of you that’s deep within. The part that yearns to be something more. Do you feel me in your soul?” >Sophie did not know what any of that meant. >“I know fate is nonexistent, but I hope that I am your destiny. Your true self. The real you. Your innermost desires. That is what I am, and I hope you accept me one day” >With that, the Drone faded into nothingness, leaving Sophie absolutely bewildered at the borderline schizophrenic nonsense that she had just witnessed
What if the Solver wasn't an epic funny GLaDOS? What if it was a less flighty, more straightforward vore demon whose two (2) drives are its insatiable hunger and, to a lesser degree, its perverted (as in warped and depraved) sentimentality?
>>69696 Uzi and N get fucked by thousands of DD's while Cyn stays out of reach, sending more and using orbital strikes to just fuck the colony and kill all of Uzi's loved ones instead of getting into an anime sword fight.
>>69701 I mean straightforward, pragmatic vore demon is the start, sentimentality comes after your enemies are helpless and you can do what you want with them.