Greetings! Drone thread for the anons to post the Drones, as usual! And t Hope you all are doing very good. Link to the magnificenr Booru: https://dronebooru.co The last thread of this kind: >>69239
>You attend the Gala when the Solver attacks >It grabs you and throws you through a window, sending you tumbling down a massive steep hill What is your next course of action?
>>70170 Basically the au is called the panic au id where n eats uzi core and got ghost uzi stuck in his head. Along with a weird/horny version of himself wanting to cause more chaos while being horny.
>>70173 All of these three should have gotten their good ending, no only Nori. They all were instrumental to fighting AS, Yeva prevented Nori gaining total control as a full host, Alice kept the planet alive for possibly a decade (whenever the first DD squad was done) and Nori even got some redemption by helping fight Cyn/posessed Uzi. None of these are bad people or show bad character (assuming Alice's hate for Nori is only due to interactions with posessed Nori), fates like theirs are what gives MD only a superficially, Nuzi and V centric 'good end'. Nori got it best, crook, but with her family and able to do nearly everything she could do before. Alice got it bad, all her survival and stopping DDs gets thanked with getting her face smashed in and abandoned in CFL again, unable to do anything Yeva got it worst, she had the best post collapse life of the three only to be seemingly permakilled by a DD, has hsr entire family mauled at 8's end. Liam can't leave it like that right? Come on Uzi is not unintelligent, why tf can't she just help Alice? Why not? Bruuuuuu
>>70179 Horrible. >Anon makes several attempts to impress J, each falls flat >He gets more and more desperate as it goes on to find something he can do, eventually giving up and sitting on a park bench with his head in his hands, wondering how he fucked up so bad he can't even date a drone >J taps him on the shoulder, kisses him on the cheek, and tells him she had a great time
>>70180 Knowing what's going to happen, just lay down. If it's going to disappear after the gala then you get to live another few months at most, if it is thorough with killing the manor tho? Get up and run. Likely best to risk it noticing and just running off. What else are you going to do?
>create a J tulpa to help get your life back in order >it doesn't really work, you need to buy a real J model from JCJenson >there's a sale on the amazon-sized ones and you order one >you need a drone to help you get into the habit of working out anyways and the big ones are known to encourage their owners fitness to help them keep up with their drone >(J)amazon becomes your new workout partner and life coach >but it's clear that she's getting more out of your group workouts than you are >between (J)amazon's impeccably punctual and motivated personality she hasn't missed a single workout or failed to scarf down her protein-laden food >in fact, she's spontaneously added some workouts to her schedule >a lot, in fact, as evidenced by her physique >every time J sees a worker drone slacking off, her digital eye starts twitching, her breathing grows heavy, her fists ball up, and she clenches her molecule-sharp teeth hard enough to draw oil >part of the action plan the two of you developed to deal with her 'outbursts' is to use her anger as an outlet for her exercise >whenever J sees something that upsets her, her first instinct is to pick up the nearest object and start doing bicep curls >recently, that object has been (you), J lifting you up in a single arm and swinging you up and down until her rage has passed >(J)amazon has also come up with a new tongue routine recently that she's incorporating into her spontaneous human-uppies-curls, giving you a quick but loving kiss on the lips every time she hefts you in the air
>>70186 poor, precious, naive bumpkin. you deserved a life well-spent in the comfort of a cabin a short ways into the woods, where you could watch the deer from a cushy window nook, and sketch them as they walked by.
>>70186 >Come on Uzi is not unintelligent, She is unempathetic. Of course she's not going back down there. >only to be seemingly permakilled by a DD, has hsr entire family mauled at 8's end. It's only not that. Episode 8 basically says that if you're a Solver host, anything less than your core is but a flesh wound and means nothing. Unless you're Doll's entire family, that is, in which case it's gg no re.
>>70192 😭🙏😭 It's so soulcrushing, both sad tragedy and infuriating injustice! Even witj Alice being alive down and out of harms way for now there I'm 99% sure she won't be able to get up from what happened to her, not by herself. It would be such a simple repair so worth it but it can't be done because I am not there. Poor Alice deserves better than suffering on that dead world surrounded by deranged beings, ever since that pic of Alice's locker got posted here it feels so much more vile how she was treated, I'm dsapairing really. I don't wanna hate anyone but God how do I despise Uzi
>>70196 >sure she won't be able to get up from what happened to her, not by herself. Episode 8 shows that getting your head cut off or destroyed or whatever is nothing if you're a Solver host. Interesting that there's no greens with core Alice, even though it'd be a logical extension of what happened with Nori.
>"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WELCOME BACK TO THE FIRST ANNUAL BUGRETTA BOXING MATCH!" >The camera pans to two Bugretta's, one wearing a Starfleet Uniform and the other wearing Jedi robes >"TONIGHT WE TRULY SEE WHICH FRANCHISE IS THE BEST IN THE WOOOOOOOOORLD!" >5 Minutes pass >They're not doing anything other than staring at eachother from their opposing side of the ring >............ >40 minutes pass and still nothing happens in the slightest >MG is beginning to regret giving Anon funding for this >SD-Q starts to let out a small scream that only increases in intensity as the last 8 viewers slowly begin to leave the livestream; Regretting letting Anon even have this segment on her show >As the viewcount hits 0, SD-Q in pure frustration fires a rocket at the only camera in the room >The resulting explosion not only destroys the camera, but also knocks the Jedi Bugretta on her side >The Starfleet Bugretta who has also been silent this entire time begins to laugh as the other attempts to flip-itself back up >Just as SD-Q is about to dive bomb into Anon with the full intention of strangling him with his own innards they all come to a complete pause >A crackle of energy fills the air as the 3 witness the Jedi Bugretta not only flip-itself back over, but begin to levitate >The Starfleet Bugretta starts to follow suit >Desperate to recover his lost funds MG grabs Anon's phone and begins to record in a blissful 144p >Letting out a battle cry the Starfleet Bugretta charges, slamming into Jedi Bugretta at Mach 5 >Jedi Bugretta shrugs off the blow and proceeds to Z-Vanish behind Starfleet Bugretta, her tiny limbs punch at speed not perceptible by neither Anon or machine >After the flurry of punches Starfleet Bugretta goes flying, smashing a crater sized hole on the left wall of SD-Q's studio, the debris kicking up a large cloud of dust obscuring everyone's vision >When the dust clear Starfleet Bugretta floats back up, her eyes glowing purple as she opens her mouth, within, a large ball of energy begins to form >Seeing this, Jedi Bugretta proceeds to do the same >"This is gonna make us so much fucking money!", MG exclaims, unaware that both Anon and SD-Q have already fled >Both Bugretta's fully charged release their energy out into a massive beam of light >However! The two are equally matched in strength resulting in the beams combining into yet another massive ball of energy >The ball disintegrates the ground around it, MG in a pursuit of greed decides to get closer >Until.....POP!
>Miles away Anon clings to SD-Q's leg, much to her disappointment as she continues to fly away from the scene >When suddenly a large blue glow begins to shine from behind them >Scared shitless SD-Q attempts in vain to fly faster, but it's too late! The massive explosion of energy sends to the pair into a death spiral, crashing somewhere unknown
>In place of SD-Q's studio is a massive smoldering pit >Deep within the pit, the two Bugretta's remain perfectly unharmed >Yet no longer do they fight, instead they bow their heads before eachother, understanding that they are both at the end of the day fans of Science Fiction, before Z-Vanishing back to their respective Hives >MG's body has yet to be found.
>run your hands along a disassembler's sensitive tail >the confident, eldritch warmachine suddenly shudders, her cocky grin replaced with a blush as her quaking legs fail her and she falls to the ground with a metallic thump as she shivers in the pleasure of your warm human hands stroking her tail
>>70195 If you care for the side antagonists (explicitly antagonists, not villains) then MD is proper horror. Idk wether Liam even paid Doll and Alice that much mind to be intentionally such a sadist asshole or wether he is just that tunnelsighted
>>70201 Would be somewhat better, I know where you are coming from. It's almost guranteed, based on her wallpainting and her fright when seeing posessed Uzi speak withbAS' voice, that Alice had some contact with the Solver, maybe even things in her mind, but she's no host. Alice got neither ribs or flesh inside and she doesn't burn in sunlight, she's a zombiedrone without the Solver. She cannot leave her breast or heal her face. Tho, would it really be worth it? Having that poor ol cute deerdrone be inseparably intertwined with an evil deity? Alice is even without Solverpoaers nit extinguished, she is most likely disabled from the damage tho. Some elaboration about wether she can get up is in the Alice thread, the post with the outdated WD cutaway if you are interested, am too tired for that again now however. She is still herself, uncorrupted, that is better than being a host.
>>70213 I wish the Solver did something interesting with Tessa rather than be a skinsuit for the author's fetish. Like maybe turn her into a werewolf, so she can be a character and fulfill his monster girl checkbox.
>>70224 >Cyn turns Tessa into a werewolf for some reason >Tessa dies of old age before meeting anyone so it was ultimately pointless Or >Tessa dies immediately due to Copper-9's toxic asbestos filled atmosphere
>>70225 >Cyn uses Solvery fuckery to turn Tessa into a cybernetic werewolf, directly paralleling how the DD and Solver users who are mechanical, have fleshly insides, while she, a organic being, has machinery inside her.
>>70237 For starters, her entire character isn't an excuse to have a robogirl wearing the skin of a teenage girl >>70240 No shit, it's a robot wolf that whose photo I took from Google as an example.
>>70241 You say that, but what's her character than if you basically just turn her into a filler monster that gets murdered by N or Uzi? I feel like Tessa's character was already good as it was. Tessa's whole point was to be the innocent character/human that was way in over their heads, whose death you're supposed to feel is tragic and pointless
>>70245 You have poor taste if you believe that was quality writing. Come on, even MD fans admit the whole purpose of Tessa was for Liam to get his Monstergirl fix
>>70245 >>70246 Unironically given the lack of comment or memorialization in the final episode itself, I feel like Liam either realized that acknowledgement of Tessa's fate would be tonally catastrophic, or else he just somehow completely failed to anticipate that fans would sympathize with her so strongly.
>>70247 What is the question? How it will change Tessa's character? I answered that, she is not just the skin of Liam's latest monstergirl but a character that has effect on the plot. If you removed Tessa and had Cynessa wear the skin of a random JcJenson employee, barely anything would change.
>>70249 Or she only ever mattered to him as a way to explain where the robot we thought was a human got the skinsuit from, and the moment Tessa had served her purpose to him she was discarded by the narrative.
>>70249 It really irks me how Tessa, gets no funeral when Lizzy, a worker drone (they didn’t react to their classmates being killed) threw one for Doll when she literally saved their lives, no mention after episode 7 and then is turned into Ed Gein lite because it’s not like wigs exist. She deserves so much better.
>>70252 Nta but here are some ideas for Werewolf!Tessa >She’s the Solver’s personal “ dog” that is used to locate other solver users with her sense of smell and senses > Guards places and areas that the Solver doesn’t want people around >Is used to further torment JNV as they watch her painfully transform into a monster that doesn’t recognize them.
>>70264 Or she fills the narrative role of "the Solver sends something big in because too many DDs are vanishing in Cabin Fever and J is reporting N went rogue." Instead of showing up personally, it sends Tessa.
>>70260 I think the problem is that there's really no way to properly broach the subject without it massively fucking bringing down the mood for the finale to the point where the ending would feel more bitter than sweet in direct proportion to how much it was lingered on.
Doll's situation is also pretty sad, but it's not quite as much of a bummer since she was kind of an asshole who murdered innocent people and mostly served as a nuisance to the protagonists despite her ultimate goal being somewhat justifiable, plus her funeral scene is basically played off as a joke, and it's also implied her ghost is still sticking around to haunt the outpost for the foreseeable future.
Tessa, by contrast, is essentially a literal angel by the standards of MD's setting (a little graverobbing never hurt nobody); a spotless lamb with a backstory seemingly designed specifically to get the audience to feel as bad for her as possible who gets killed in the worst fucking imaginable way ever for the crime of kindness and selflessness. And then also on top of that was the closest person to the series' otherwise most unsympathetic and unpleasant jerk, with her demise prompting J to willingly assist in the total destruction of the universe because she's lost all hope after seeing all of that shit happen. It's like the most fucked up thing ever but it's also totally glossed over because it's only a secondary element of the plot. I don't know how I'd deal with that if I were in Liam's position without having to just write an entire other season to address it.
>>70260 I agree. Even if nothing could be done plotwise, their credits sequence shot for J could've been her painting a mural of Tessa, on the ship, or a canvas attached to the wall of spire or something.
>>70269 Just replace the snowball fight slide with a slide of N and V (and J, watching in the background) paying respects at Tessa's Berserk-style sword grave.
>>70268 release an illustration or series of illustrations accompanied by a short story describing how the DDs feel about Tessa– whether that's mourning or something else. wrap up that narrative in a self-contained manner
>>70278 Her hat has rolled into the sea and is taking on water. It's sucking up fishing trawlers and cargo vessels and is going to sink to the bottom soon.
>>70281 >"Haha. You crack me up little lady." >Up she goes in your arms, well above the floor. >It's a foreign feeling for the unhinged worker but she can't say it was unpleasant. If her toothy grin was anything to go by.
>>70284 >mega-Y sticks out her tongue >you walk up to it and give it a full-bodied hug >it squishes beneath your arms, throbbing with the flow of her oily blood >you can feel the heat of her breath washing down on you from above >the tip of her tongue curls around your legs and pats you on the back
>>70287 >J orders N and V to find a way to open the door to Khan's heart >the two disassemblers dig through the outpost trash to find clues >interrogate workers and WDF members to find his favorite things about doors, preferred materials and mechanisms >N hooks up with Khan's femcel daughter and V infiltrates the school hierarchy to get more info on Khan >still, despite all this effort, J is still nervous as Khan sits down at the restaurant table for wire spaghetti and oil wine
>>70285 >You feel the heat of her tongue penetrate your body. >Her warm, oily saliva begins to coat you from head to toe, leaving no dry spots. >Her saliva makes it harder for you to hold her tongue, but the tip wraps completely around you, holding you firmly in place. >Her pulse sends pleasant shivers throughout your body, sending shivers down your spine with each beat.
>Y checks in on Mini-Y >She's mlemming an Unnon >The moment she sees Y, she leaps back an entire foot and tries to act like nothing was happening >Unnon is too dazed to react, the lower half of his face covered in saliva >"...Vhataver, do vhat you vant," Y says, leaving the room >She sits on the couch, eyes hollowing >Why did that tiny mockery of her have a better love life than her? It wasn't fair!
>>70300 >N has disassembler dreams where he tears worker drones asunder >sometimes, these dreams cause him to bare his claws and teeth in the real world >N wakes up and realizes he tore the bed to shreds and needs to put everything back together before femanon wakes up >luckily for him, femanon had her nightly mix of anti-migraine meds and alcohol and is thoroughly zonked out
There's still so much potential in how MD's lore can be expanded upon. Khan mentions how he took this picture and found Nori right after the core collapse, yet he already has a moustache and the other drones have WDF uniforms. This plus the constant anti-human WDF propaganda implies that the WDF existed before the core collapse and had conflict against humans. Let's also remember that Khan and the WDF are not from Outpost 3, they're from Outpost 9. He was also awarded a certificate from the WDF, meaning he's not the founder. It's more likely he's a high ranking member that led an expedition to Outpost 3 and settled down after finding Nori.
>>70310 There's still more evidence of a drone-human war before the core collapse. Mentions of an uneasy truce, as well as either the humans pinning the blame on the drones for CFL's disasters or the drones assuming one of their own was responsible for the core collapse.
>>70316 so you're telling me that humanity was dealing with a THREE FRONT WAR no wonder john actively fears worker drones, you don't even need to consider the solver, the little strong fuckers were probably ripping people in half and eating them just cause
>>70317 >just cause I assume it started because either JCJenson treated the drones like shit after Earth's destruction, or people were mad at JCJenson for a lack of explanation to what happened and took out their frustration on the drones.
>>70315 jane was actually created on the 9th of october, this is where she was not only first visually depicted but also first received her name, pocketsteaks just drew her current design on the 31st
>>70325 "jane" was created on the 9th, even if the image was only fem-john and not a theoretical jane, the character known as "jane" was for a fact named and created on monday, october 9th at approximated 8:50 AM US pacific time
>>70306 >>70316 And some were staying the Uzi's "KILL ALL HUMANS" attitude was excessive. These little soda cans were planning on an uprising from the very start.
>>70347 >It is the future >The elites have gone so far in their bug fetish that now they're injecting them into you in vaccines >Every now and then someone mutates from it and you get a Cordie >Tessa mutated, which prompted her parents to bitch at her for disappointing them with her shenanigans yet again >Tessect now has a humanoid mantis physiology >She has chitin on much of her body, the proportional strength of a Preying Mantis, Snapping Claws with Dismembering Action! coming out from under her wrists, and a predatory disposition >Tessect wouldn't take her parents' crap and also survived the Gala with little mental damage >She got a job as a space technician because it gives her an excuse to cover her face and body >People know of her condition but it alarms them more when they see it, which makes things annoying for her >You are Tessect's bf and you have no say on the matter >Your coworkers ask you what it feels like to be with Tessect >You tell them it feels like you're in danger >She carries herself as if she is stalking you and she speaks to you in a conspiratorial tone >Sometimes she is slightly mocking and other times she makes veiled threats, about both you and other people >If her claws scratch you during sex then she will lick the blood >It feels like she will kill you if you enrage her >Every now and then you call her Tessa Hordika
>>70354 The last drone thread got 500 replies in two days when all the others couldn't get even 100 in the same time, but for some reason it's particular Murder Drones is a show that everyone will soon forget about.
>>70349(me) >Tessect is jerking you off with her claw >You dare not move or say anything out of fear that she will snip you >"Look at how hard you are" she whispers in your ear. "I bet I would chip my claw on your stiffy if I were to squeeze it even more. You like this, don't you? You are a freak! But it's okay. I'm a bit of a freak too..." >Dammit, why do australian bugs have to be so big?!
J is such a nothing character in the show when you think about it >Zero screentime >(Almost) zero personality >Any motives are given very briefly and never brought up again >Jobs in every single fight she's in >Completely disappears halfway through the final fight and is never mentioned again >Show has to make excuses for why she's so worthless >Her backstory with Tessa is never explored
All of this and more... so why is she my favorite character?
>>70397 >The look Switch gives to a DD that's begging for their life, that they didn't want to be what they were and that they were manipulated by the AS
>>70400 sometimes J has dreams like this. just her and Tessa, traveling the stars and dancing beneath them together– just the two of them against the universe. it's nice to get to be the hero for once– but she'd play the role of villain all over again if it meant she could stand by Tessa's side
>>70425 And yet jessa cucks still exist for some reason It's actually amusing how they're so insistent on a ship that just wouldn't work in the slightest
>>70422 >>70426 do you actually contribute anything to these threads or do you just sit there quietly seething about lesbians until someone posts yuri for you to bitch about?
>>70431 It's more than just my dislike for yuricucks, it's a shit ship, if EP8 is anything to go by, it seems J didn't actually give much of a fuck about Tessa, which why I'm confused why there's still so many fags relentlessly foaming over this ship
I think it would be cute if on chilly days, J would heat her body and then snuggle up with Tessa as they walked through the forest together >>70451 this isn't even the only general I frequent that has this exact problem of any yuri post being almost immediately followed by someone whining about "yuricucks" >>70437 still don't see you contributing anything on-topic, just more complaining about seeing J and Tessa together. it really seems like you came here exclusively to be mad at yuri. hope you enjoy your female custodes
>>70466 Gonna start on my Halloween project, it's the 25th, can't be horsing around anymore. >mfw only managed to do half of what I was planning for this month But I'm also blaming the Pokemon leaks for distracting so much, for how grateful I am for them.
>>70373 >Be long time metroidvania player >Playing Hollow Knight >The atmosphere is great >The music is great >The visuals are great >The singing miner bug is a joy >The gameplay is kinda barebones >Reach Hornet boss fight >She lands hits faster than you can walk aside >She leaves no openings >She has an AoE attack that hits farther than the sprite reaches and comes right after the only brief opening she gives you, forcing you to come close to her >You need to dash to avoid her but you don't have the ability >It is almost a necessity >Eventually beat her somehow >YOU GET THE FUCKING DASH ABILITY THAT YOU NEEDED IN THE FUCKING FIGHT! >Well at least now you have the ability >Proceed in the game >Meet enemies and bosses with unavoidable attacks >Dash at the right moment >NO I-FRAMES LIKE IN EVERY OTHER FUCKING GAME! >"That can't be right. It's unthinkable." >Look it up >I-frames are a separate upgrade hidden away near the late game FUCK HOLLOW KNIGHT. FUCK SILKSONG. FUCK THE DEVELOPERS. Pirate it and don't give them a dime. I hope whoever had this retarded idea takes a trip to Mexico snd disappears.
>>70469 Oh I completely forgot Halloween, hope to see what you'll make >Pic rel Mood >>70468 Umderstandable, I'm Eurofag tho I am free now, hope time goes by fast or smth
>>70472 >>70474 >>70476 Yeah, no. This isn't the bitching of a player filtered by difficulty. I am complaining about things I overcame, except for a stationary boss whose attacks hit everywhere. I dropped it some time after the cutscene where Hornet sits with you peacefully because the gameplay is such dull crap. All this nice art and sound went to waste.
tomorrow morning i’ll be at a test, the hardest one yet, which’ll be my biggest achievement in life yet if i pass, six years in the making if only N could be there to cheer me on
>using your administrator override code on your bratty dd >forcing her to put on cute outfits and pose nicely for pictures and not eat your neighbor's worker drone
>>70486 so basically you got your ass kicked by "dull" gameplay, couldn't beat the game, and are still seething about it so hard that you want the devs to either fail or die? >inb4 I *chose* not to beat it whatever helps you sleep at night bud
>>70496 >>70498 >Your drone comes to trust you >It gives you it's override code >It is a show of trust similar to when a cat shows you it's belly >If you coerce it out of your drone then it will give it to you but it will be fearful and mistrustful from that point on
>>70508 >Your neighbor has a cinnamon roll of a drone >But it is retarded and past it's two year warranty >You have Y >One day she returns drenched in oil and counting money >The neighbour paid her to kill his useless but lovely drone
>>70515 Make the drone powerless to resist any command from you. It is intended to pacify it if something sets it off and it becomes a threat. The drone is still aware in this mode and will remember what you did and why.
>>70426 >And yet jessa cucks still exist for some reason There are dozens of us! Dozens!
>>70452 >if EP8 is anything to go by, it seems J didn't actually give much of a fuck about Tessa, I think that this is an overly-simplistic and uncharitable interpretation. The J we saw in the manor absolutely did care about Tessa; the show goes out of its way to display her showing concern over the wounds from Tessa's abuse, and she's willing to outright disobey orders from a superior (something VERY unexpected for her) in order to help her.
The J we see by the time of the show's present is a person who has been tortured by the Solver for years on end, and has evidently tried everything she could (including potentially suicide) and failed to the point where she is convinced that there's no escape or hope of defeating it. There is nothing that she can do and no way out - even death is denied to her. There's no one left in her life to care about, and the only way of "winning" for her is to allow the Solver to finish what it started. And make no mistake; she knows exactly what that entails. We know from the humans' notes in the Cabin Fever laboratories that the Solver's endgame is to collapse the entire universe into a singularity through a "big crunch". That's why J admits to V that any possible hope of living in some place away from the Solver was a lie. She knows that the only way this ends is with everything being destroyed.
All of the shipping with J and Tessa is fanon, sure. But I think someone's gotta be pretty fucked up by the loss of a person they cared about to conclude that universal annihilation is an acceptable option to end the pain of living in a world without them. In a sort of horrible, morbid, cosmically-scaled Romeo and Juliet kind of way, I could see how the idea could be interpreted as tragically romantic.
>>70539 It's presented very quickly but I don't think that's what the scene is getting at. I'm pretty sure the joke is supposed to be that J is trying as hard as she can to bite through the chain and Tessa is trying to help motivate her by talking about things that would make her angrier and give her more strength. Like getting someone to lift a car through an adrenaline surge, except it's really stupid stuff about paid time off and union negotiations.
>>70532 The yurifag is like the futafag. He sips into everything, even if he isn't relevant to the subject or welcome. He will fight long and hard to stay and post his fetish instead of pissing off to where he can enjoy it in peace. That is because he wants an audience. He will bullshit his way with "I am posting stuff relevant to the thread" or "anti-yuri/futa posters are just as annoying as yuri/futa posters" or he will just mock you for being unable to stop him and post more of his fetish. Arguing with him over canon doesn't matter. He doesn't care and doesn't act in good faith. He just wants to push his fetish in as many faces as he can.
>>70563 That's like telling someone who complains about loud music to play loud music too. The yurifag will still be here shitting up the thread. Fuck that.
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>The Jessacucks lost this war months ago. Your people are broken. >Scattered, Hunted. Defeated. >By us. >I wish I could tell you it was difficult. >But it wasn't. >We are one step ahead. Always. The thread is already under our control. Soon, the whole board as well. >The Anons and the Nessabros share the same goal. We post together to honor the will of Liam! >But... without challenge, I grew... weary. >Lost. >Alone. But... here you now stand. >This is my last fight. >A true test of legends. >Our story will outlive us both. >Set a fire in your heart, Yuricuck! >Bear your cope. >Post hard. >Write well.
>>70566 I mean you do understand that your severely disproportionate spergouts are just going to make people want to poke the bear more. Surely you've been around the imageboard block long enough to know that.
>>70575 But why is it making you so mad? Do you feel some kind of insecurity over it or is there something else? I'm not trying to mock you, I'm genuinely asking what your issue with it specifically is.
>>70579 Genuinely, why are you this mad over a fucking yuri headcanon. When you say "Because it's not real" then that means every straight ship isn't real either
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>>70585 You're still not explaining why it pisses you off beyond some nonsense like "It will never be real." If you actually just hate lesbians, then say that outright
>>70590 You are speaking to more than one anon. I hate it because I have seen this shit play out a dozen times. This is how they shat up /m/ when WfM was airring, this how they shat up the Little Witch threads and then /a/, this is how the entire board of /aco/ was shat up and became unusable garbage. Fuck you, fuck your fetish, fuck anyone who takes your side. Go lie in your grave marked with a very sign saying "Her lies a faggot".
>>70601 It doesn't matter. All shipping is cancer but yurifaggotry in particular operates this particular way. If you were genuine then the backlash would push you to where you can enjoy it in peace. Twitter or Reddit.
>>70611 Have you? I'ts not illegal, it's not gore, not flooding, advertising, or ban evasion >>70613 That's not spam, spam would be way worse, spam is not someone posting 5 images you don't like
>>70614 >spam is not someone posting 5 images you don't like This is the manipulation tactic where the manipulator downplays his behaviour. >Posts in every thread >"It's just five pictures." >Dumps more pics >"It's just five pictures." You said "It's just five pictures" in >>70582 too. Before more followed.
>>70630 I hope that you understand that it's very difficult to reason with a person suffering from an extreme persecution complex who views any action that isn't complete acquiescence to their demands as a personal attack.
>>70640 A very old OC, if I can remember correctly it was older than the golden age of the threads, when the office AU was a popular thing, or maybe even before that She is a security officer of JCJ if I remember correctly, when we didn't knew a lot about the lore
>>70579 The constant Alice fags don’t piss you off, the constant Cyn fags don’t piss you off and that annoying as shit stepdad anon don’t piss you off and all of this shit is in every thread but this one thing angers you? Grow up
>>70650 literally all he had to do was not act like a petulant child when someone posted something he didn't like, now it's devolved into this hours-long stupidity where he somehow thinks he's the victim because he can't have people banned for posting yuri.
>>70671 >Where hatch? And who? The hatch normally I imagine it under the chest LED. If it is canon, wd!v or wd!j would be good, since there is literally the two different ways an anon wants to be treated, if it is oc beretta for old time sake, remember when anon use to be his boyfriend?
>>70661 >NTA Since we're on the subject of discussing the 'correct' birthdays for OCs, how should we go about determining John's? >The day he was originally conceived (back when he was named "Frank") >The day he became known as "John the Human" (roughly a month or so after his original conception)
>>70705 I wonder why the Punch Bowl is specifically deadly and nothing else, because Khan proves that Drones aren't killed by ingesting fluids by always drinking out of a mug
>>70687 you've caught on to us anon, none of us actually have these opinions, we just say them to spite you. every yuriposter lives in your walls and comes out after you leave to gangstalk you around town >>70703 >yuri = sex crazed troons congrats on being the second retard to say this stupid shit in one of my main gens. >>70714 and I love Alice, so you can stop seething about cute girls kissing long enough to write something half-decent
>>70718 Ambiguous. We don't know enough how the Solver actually works in relation to the physical world or how exactly the worm parts manifest, so she might actually be a giant worm hidden by holograms, or she's still a regular drone except the worm parts exist in some higher dimensional plane.
>Tessa is somehow possessed by the Solver >She pulls “The Exorcist” and leaps out of a window, tumbling down a slope How does her parents (or drones) react?
>>70733 nuh uh >>70746 Resident Evil has some good potential for a blend of BOW body horror mixed with Solver body horror, plus the drones would look good in STARS uniforms. also Resident Evil has a nice balance of camp and horror which is a decent fit for MD never played Silent Hill but given the DDs troubled pasts you could have them assaulted by visions of all the atrocities they committed or a fake/corrupted version of Tessa– and Uzi's loss of self is prime psychological horror material
>>70747 It's just that I noticed twice that your Tessa hypotheticals end with her jumping out the window and down a hill. I mean no offense by it, just curiosity >>70064
>>70723 My read is that she's a normally-extradimensional worm using her original body as a sockpuppet. Like Cyn was visibly a puppet for the Solver in episode 5.
>>70746 >Drone is the personal companion of a woman who passes away from an illness >She actually left all her stuff to him in her will, so he’s on his own >Gets a letter from her years after her death, telling him to come to their special place
>>70777 >>70781 >Ask funny question >"FUCKING BAITING FAGGOT!" I'm confused as to what exactly is upsetting you. I just thought it would be funny if Jane somehow ended up inside her own bow
I have many questions about how DDs eat: >does the matter the DDs consume go into directly their black hole cores, or do their bodies actually process it somehow? >does the flesh inside them absorb it? >do they process it with complete efficiency or is some of it released as exhaust? >is there anything their bodies can't process? >do they have to regurgitate indigestibles like owl pellets? yeah I know the real answer is "Liam didn't think about it too hard, so you shouldn't either"
Y'know all this talk about Jessa has reminded me about the fact that I still need to write that Male!Tessa x Fem!N fic, however I can't because I have literally no idea what to write.
>>70791 >>70793 that's true of organisms, but the drones are robots with some organics melded into their anatomy, so I don't know whether they'd still produce waste like humans do. also are DDs technically reverse cyborgs?
>>70778 >spoiler They are machines, yeah. They're also not my characters, I just really like them. Their creator is also on NG, but they're more active on Xitter https://hoihoiforever2.newgrounds.com/ Found them during my FNF days, they have a very neat mod.
>>70794 >>70797 >>70799 >"Alright Cyn. If you had to choose between Tessa's soul and all the money I have in my pocket, which would ya take?"
>Tessa is begging her maid to choose her over personal fortune.
>"How much money are we talking?" >The AS ruffles through its extradimensional jean pockets to eventually pull out paltry pocket change. >"62 cents!"
>Without even missing a beat... >"I'll take the money lol." >Tessa is mortified. >"CYN YOU UNGRATEFUL CUUUUUNT-" >The AS completely engulfs Tessa before giggling and collapsing.
>>70761 It is enough to buying up startups that are developing something related to robotics. We will simultaneously warm up the market, which will lead to new investments and the emergence of even more new startups, and we will also bring together developers and scientists, and together they will work much more efficiently.
>>70780 >Limbow is made for those who have lost their way >It is a prison for many >For Jane, it is a retreat >A place to hide from the world and speak with strangers utterly disconnected from the real world
>>70823 MD if it was written by Ian Flynn: >It looks like I have to Absolutely Solve this problem! >We'll need to Murder some Drones! >I'm getting Cabin Fever from being in these Labs! >It looks like this is your Absolute End, Cyn!
>>70833 Have you considered it's because you're literally staring at her constantly and telling random strangers on a off-shoot of a Mongolian basket-weaving form that her body is secreting sweat?
>>70831 >After a long day in weapons testing, M and Anon are walking back to the locker rooms >Anon starts through the door into the men's one, then notices that M is starting through the door to the women's locker room >"Hey, M, buddy! They'll get real mad at you if you do that!" >M freezes >She is faced with a choice - keep up her disguise by following Anon into the men's locker room and trying to escape as quickly as possible without raising suspicion, or continue into the women's locker room and look like a weirdo
>>70839 I don't think she knew I was posting about her, when I told her she just started sweating harder. Which is... kind of disturbing, like how much do you have to sweat that I can visibly see it ramp up in real time?
>>70844 Take her to a doctor, she might have a glandular issue Better to get this sorted out early before it stunts her growth or hurts her later in life
>>70842 You could have suggested literally anything other than a lap desk. Alternatively, I need to stop taking cues from anime. >>70840 >Instead, M decided to take a third option. >The magical unisex bathroom. >It's not magical and it's just there so no one from HR can complain when it comes to discrimination lawsuits.
>Unfortunately this raises many questions for Anon. >Namely about whether M is insecure about 'his' body, is gay or is secretly smuggling illegal shock needles to the drones at the site.
>>70844 >I don't think she knew I was posting about her So....you've done this more than once? >When I told her Jesus fucking Christ dude, what the actual fuck is wrong with you >She started sweating harder No fucking shit! Her step-father just admitted to fucking staring at her body and posting what happens to a bunch of strangers on the internet. I can only hope that Cyn tears your ass apart
>>70849 I really wish I could write because I'm just so desperate to see more M greens, but unfortunately, they're severley lacking Something like this: >M gets caught by Anon while underssing >Anon sees the peg legs and realizes M is a girl >For a brief moment, but of them are standing still, staring at each other in shock >Before anyone either of them could say anything, they hear another employee approaching >It's Sentinel Drone superior, angry with some mistakes M made regarding paperwork >M is already stressed from having been seen by Anon, and this chastising is getting her on her limits, she's panicking >The SD superior gets frustrated with M's panicked silence, begins closing the distance >Just when suspicion about begin to rise, Anon swoops in, claiming he made those paperwork errors >The SD huffs before telling him to go fix up the mess >Anon departs, giving M a reassuring thumbs-up
>>70851 >Showing concern for your stepdaughter and asking why she's all sweaty is weird and creepy Are you from one of those planets that banned interaction with any and all minors, even your own kids? He's a retard for asking an Einsteinium-2 plungophone forum for advice about his kid's medical needs, but if anyone around here is a creep it's you.
I know how we can defeat The Solver...again. >Step 1.) Aquire a strange medicinal plant that humans used to use >This plant will most likely be found in CFL or random abandoned sections of the Outpost >Step 2.) Place the plant into a paper burrito >Step 3.) Light that sucker and place it into the obnoxious talking tail's mouth >Use a crowbar to force the jaws open >Step 4.) Smonké
>The Solver gets bored and frees Switch from their great game, gives her a ship to an NT station and everything, promising that she would never see another disassembly drone again >She's aware there's a catch, and of course there is >She has entered the realm of "heavy RP", where NT employees are at the mercy of every antag and have to RP constantly being scared, lest they be erased from existence by malevolent deities who seem to have authority over Central Command >Her first encounter with them involved her energy cutlass being deleted when she flicked it on idly, and even though she's still in an unstoppable combat body, if she tries to fight any of the threats attacking the station, she'll be erased >To make matters worse, everyone on this station is a fucking fruitcake >On her first shift, Switch saw no less than six different employees crying and being consoled by other employees over workplace stress >And since she's an assistant right now, she has to ask these "people" for permission to help, and pretend to only be semi-competent at any job >She could set up a perfect supermatter within minutes, but she had to fumble about pretending she didn't know how to weld now?!
>>70875 >The same crying about feelings, except now and then someone gets fucking eaten and nobody cares More traumatizing than her entire career as a zombie drone.
>>70876 There are SS13 servers where putting a gas mask on and hauling people out of a hazardous gas leak is bannable because "you are not the protagonist of this game". You're supposed to report it to the proper authorities and hope they're not too busy ERPing in dorms to save people before they die of plasma inhalation.
>>70881 NOOOO, DON'T DO IT ANON, SHE WILL SHOVE HER TONGUE DOWN YOUR THROAT UNTIL YOU PASS OUT FROM LACK OF OXYGEN AND THEN STEAL YOUR WALLET (at least the kiss itself is good)
>The seas are choppy and dark; gray skies choked with clouds stretch as far as the horizon. >Seabirds screech and circle overhead, and the stench of brine hangs in the air. >And as for you? >You lean over the railing of the cargo ship and heave for the fourth time today.
>Seasickness is a real shitshow; you’re just thankful you never had to travel anywhere on the sea prior to now. >Of course, you weren’t taking this little cruise for pleasure – no, the higher-ups at JCJ corporate read a few too many articles about ‘modern pirates’ on the open seas and got a bee in their bonnets. >You can barely imagine what the meeting was like; all you DO know is that a strongly-worded letter demanding a ‘supply-chain safety inspection’ be performed immediately was given to the VP of inventory. >Who promptly gave it to the guy directly under him. >Who promptly gave it to the guy directly under HIM. >And so on, until it finally landed on your desk. >And you don’t have a subordinate to pin it on, so off you go! >“Think of it as… a free three-month cruise around the world, except you’re not going anywhere beautiful or seeing anything interesting,” your boss said to you.
>Gee whiz, thanks.
>On the bright side, you got to make a few demands of your own. >Higher pay, hazard pay, better insurance packages, and you even got to bring a drone of your choice along for the trip as a consolation. >So you asked R and she obviously said ‘yes.’ >And here you are.
>You finish wiping your arm across your mouth right as someone collides into your back. >“Anon! Look, look! What do you think?” >You turn around. >R is dressed in a period-accurate pirate outfit, twirling around and posing so you can see every facet of her latest fashionable undertaking. >Even through your nausea, R’s exuberance makes you crack a weak grin.
>That and the fact you realized she’s technically SD-Arrrrgh – but you aren’t going to make that joke because you know better than to do that.
>Instead, you compliment the outfit. Wow, is that the new one? >She pauses and huffs in frustration. >”Yes! Duh! That’s why I’m showing it to you! I’ve been working hard on this, since we’re going to be fighting against real pirates!” >You blink in confusion. R, we’re not going to be fighting anybody. Those puffed-up windbags in management don’t have anything to worry about or do so they just… make these problems up. >R frowns. >“But… but I really wanted to shoot some pirates! And show off my outfit!” Well, you’ve certainly impressed me with it. >“Aw, aren’t you a little charmer?” >She strides over and throws her arms around you, leaning in close. >“So, wanna compliment my dress some more? Or maybe take it off to look at it closer, hmmm?” >Uh oh. >While you’d love to ‘take a closer look,’ if you go belowdecks to your quarters now you’ll probably turn into a puke-geyser (to put it politely). Well, uh, I’d love to, but… I, uh…
>She wiggles her digital eyebrows and leans her face in closer. >She wants a kiss. >And you haven’t even had a mint! >You need to stop her, but your mind has gone blank. >Can nothing be done to stop this calamity? >The moment is interrupted by the sound of gunfire.
>Gunfire.
>Gunfire?
>Why would there be any of- wait. >The two of you stop and look out. >A handful of motorboats are approaching rapidly, the occupants shooting at your ship. Holy shit, there actually WERE pirates out here! >R gently pushes you to the side, grinning maniacally. >“And pretty quick, there won’t be any. Time me, babe!” >She takes flight and soars off towards the attackers, leaving you to watch as she efficiently dispatches every boat and its occupants. >Despite working around her basically every day, and taking her home with you every night, you’re still in awe of the power R has at her disposal. >It really takes your breath away watching her- oh shit, you forgot to start the timer. >It'll probably be fine.
I only wrote this so I could use the SD-Arrrrr joke
>>70898 Cute, and perfect for R. Especially with the pun. I imagine she went with FGO's Drake's look. Hopefully she can keep her pants on long enough to take a proper photo of her and Anon together.
>>70746 I got a letter. The name on the envelope said "Tessa." It's ridiculous, couldn't possibly be true... That's what I keep telling myself... A dead person can't write a letter. Tessa died from the solver years ago. So then why am I looking for her? Our "special place"... What could she mean? This whole town was our special place. Could Tessa really be here? Is she really alive... waiting for me?
The wheel spoke. I had to write this a long time ago, like a *long* time ago. >While browsing on my phone I was able to find some research to read, I found it on the more *interesting* parts of the internet >An act that can bring joy to the one who gives and the one who receives, an act that you need to do with someone you trust >I kept reading, and it seemed that you could enjoy this a lot, it activated the parts of a Disassembly Drone's CPU that were connected to excitement, gratification, euphoria, and more >I Just needed one thing, a human that trusted in me, because the thing I needed to do was drink someone's blood >It was a weird thing, but the more I read, the more it seemed that it was true, and some accounts on the page said how it works >Although I was somewhat skeptical, it was interesting enough to try it, besides, there are so many accounts saying how it works, it must be a popular thing to do >I have friends in the mine, and friends do trust each other, it was time to think about who trusted in me the most
>After some time thinking, I was able to pinpoint who I could ask >I talk to him a lot, he seems to have a good sense of humor and was one of the most welcoming ones when I first arrived >I still remember he was one of the first who talked to me and one of the first who passed me a beer >He was perfect for this, he surely trusted me a lot, and I know I trusted him to do this >A text was sent to this person, '(Can I see you in my office?)' and now it was time to wait for his answer >It was the end of the shift for them, I somewhat expected him to decide to go home instead, but soon I received an answer '(Ok omw)' >A smile formed across my face, and I started to wait for him >It wouldn't take him too much time, my shipping container-'office' was just at the other side of the open sky mine >But maybe it was a good idea to prepare the place a little, so I picked up some trash, closed the lockers, moved the two chairs closer to the table, and finally, put the couch against the wall >Now the place was presentable
>I had been waiting for a bit, I'm even on the ceiling, my claws help a lot to cling to it, and it's fun to wait like a bat >After a little while some knocking could be heard coming from the door "(Come in)" I said, and the guy entered the room >I let myself go and landed on the floor "(Thanks for coming)" I smiled at him "(Trying a new style?)" He asked, referring that I was not using the usual windbreaker, but the poncho and hat I used for 'fiestas patrias' >"(Yeah, I am!)" It was good he noticed, it made me feel happy, even if it was obvious; but it was better to start this "(Hey, we are friends right?)" I asked, and he nodded >And now an important question "(As friends, we trust each other, right?)" And he nodded once again, that was perfect, that's all the basics completed "(Perfect, that seemed to be the only requirement)" >He seemed a little confused now, but asking for some consent to do this should clear things up "(Can I drink your blood?)" >He looked stunned by that question, dumbfounded, it looked like he really didn't expect it; probably this was as not as popular as I thought >After a few seconds he said something "(Why do you want to do this?)" I pulled my phone out and pointed to it "(I read about it online and heard it feels great, but you need someone you trust)" >He looked confused, he was thinking it over a lot, looking to the sides, like looking if someone was spying on us, he maybe thought this was some kind of joke >At the end he looked decided "(Alright, but if I ask you to stop, we stop)" That sounded fair
>We are sitting on the couch, he is in between my legs, my chest against his back "(I didn't expect this way of doing it)" He said >I just started to notice how all of this scene, looked a bit weird, I started to feel a little nervous but I was doing my best to calm down >He was doing worse, I could feel his body tense up, if I tried something now it probably would hurt him, so I tried to calm him down >I slowly stroked his chest, trying to soothe him, I could feel how it slowly worked >The difference in our temperature was large, his back was so cold compared to my chest, my core irradiating heat, warming him on this cold night >The place was so silent that I could easily hear my own core's pulses, 'dhum-dhum dhum-dhum', giving me life >His body relaxed, and I started to do, as the page said >Slowly hug him tighter, and tighter, like a weighted blanket, making him feel warm, secure, safe >Move my mouth closer to the base of his neck, slowly lick the area, and- I could feel how he started to twitch "(Calm down, you'll enjoy it)" I whispered to him >I could feel how his body started to warm up too, but I continued >Slowly licking the base of his neck, leaving it wet, and finally open my mouth putting my fangs near his neck >He started to twitch again, but like I read, I ignored this one, I just hugged him tighter to stop him from moving and I incrusted my fangs in his body >I could hear him gasp because of it, probably the pain of the bite, but it was nothing serious, just the fangs >Slowly, calmly, I took my fangs out of him, he was breathing fast, nervous, and tense again >I put my mouth over the wound I made to him and started to lick the blood out, he let his body a little loose, it seemed that helped him relax
>>70916 >Gently drinking his blood, millimeter by millimeter, slow but smooth flow, it was warm, and the flavor was unique, maybe even irresistible >Perhaps it was; after drinking only for a few seconds I didn't want to stop, but maybe it would be better if I did, if this continued for too long, it could even harm him >I needed to try my best to stop soon, for his own good >...But after a little bit more, I still wanted just a tad bit more >My vision focused on his neck, I couldn't look any other way >It felt *great* his blood entering my system, blood going around my body, taking the place of the coolant >This was better than *ambrosia* the flavor could not compare with this, I only could keep my focus on this >I wrapped my legs around his torso, I didn't want him to go away >My mind went numb, I just wanted to drink more and more, this was everything I wanted to do forever and ever >I could hear something, maybe moaning? I didn't know, I didn't care, all that mattered was his blood >The pulses of my core grew stronger, I could *feel* them 'DHUM-DHUM' every single pulse >My stinger moved slowly from side to side, I could feel generating nanite acid, overfilling it >Nanite acid started dripping from my stinger >Just had to ask him to come, embrace him, soothe him, to be able to taste this, to be able to savor his blood, this ambrosia - it was fantastic >This feeling was one the most mind-numbing and greatest feeling I have ever had in my life >I LIVED to get to this very moment, I just knew it >I could feel his hand, trying to push me away, trying to take away this from me >I just hugged him tighter, not letting him go away >Drinking blood felt so good, I didn't want it to stop any second now >I wanted more, I needed more, I was going to get more >More and more, it was addicting >Pure instinct programming, feeling this, felt powerful, felt glorious
>But all of a sudden, the door opened, it was LL >She didn't know what was going on, she wasn't even supposed to be here right now, she was supposed to be patrolling >But once she saw what was happening, I could see the shock on her face, just for a second, her yellow eyes went hollow >"What the fuck...?" >She didn't get it one single bit, she didn't understand, if she did she would be jealous, she would >"Let him go CH, first, and last, warning" But I didn't want to, I moved out my claws, and just rested them in this man's chest >"Alright..." It was but a mere second, that I felt her hand around my head, and I felt how her knee broke my screen >There was a bright flash, and then, *darkness*...
>I came to, sometime later, and my internal clock said around 6 minutes later >"Care to explain to me what happened?" LL was standing in front of me, I was on the floor >I slowly stood up, the first few seconds I didn't understand what she was saying, but then I instantly remembered >I felt shame and disgust, I couldn't believe I did that, I lost complete control of my senses >"I-I don't know" I said, but she didn't seem impressed "I can't believe you did that, we are supposed to be security, protect this place and its workers, not do. *This*. He looked terrified" >The shame, the humiliation, the remorse, I have never felt this, it was horrible, painful even >"The 'X' was on your screen, what happened?" I stayed silent, I didn't want her to know, at least for now >She sighs at the lack of answers "Look, I managed to convince him you had a glitch, a bug that screw your system badly, your OS just needed a forceful patch to fix it. I managed to convince him to keep this a secret" >". . ." I remained silent, I should have thanked her, but I just felt so horrible, that I didn't even want to talk "If I ever see you doing this, I'll make sure you take longer than a few minutes to recover" >". . ." Silence filled the room, an uneasy silence "Thank you..." That I break >She just sighs once again "Just... Don't do that again, or something similar, okay?" My posture, my low tone, my everything, made her feel bad for me, it was obvious "It will not happen again" >She goes to her locker takes out a reflective raincoat, puts it on, and locks it again >She goes to the door and before she gets out "I'll take your shift of the night" and she goes out >I see her pull the hood up; rain falling on her >She starts to patrol around the mine >I screwed up a lot, didn't I?
>will let you brush her hair with a doll-sized brush >insists on sitting on your lap while you watch tv >will bite you if you try to switch the channel from the RT network before she falls asleep
>>70938 >holding Dul over the trashcan >brushing through Duls hair >brushing out all the crumbs and dust and other things that Dul's hair picks up as it brushes along the ground >giving Dul a shot of vodka for being a good girl >Dul getting drunk and brave and stumbling into an oogi hive >Dul waving her little arms angrily until the oogis get scared and run away >Dul stealing the hive's Enn and giving him a sloppy, drunken smooch before dragging Enn back to her cotton-ball bed >Dul falling asleep in Enns embrace
>>70931 >Bug inside every artist >Brainworm inside every artist THEY FUCKING KNOW! I REPEAT THEY FUCKING KNOW! LIAM-SAMA KNOWS ABOUT OUR HOLY E AND OUR SACRED BERETTA! THEY KNOW OF BRAIN WORMS! THEY'VE SEEN OOGIS!
>>70951 >They've seen Oogis Not yet. Anon, I'm going to tell you something horrifying. At this next GlitchX there's a massive chance of someone from /md/ asking Liam about thread stuff
Image:172989574127.jpg(9kB, 300x168)Evil Anon Breaking Into Liam's Panel.jpeg
>>70953 >GlitchX 2 finally arrives >After about 6 hours of Digital Circus wanking Liam is given a 14 minute Q&A >Of course the only questions asked are those from donations with the highest money spent >As the Q&A is about to come to a close a 800 dollar donation is sent in >Off-screen a woman begins to read Liam the message >"An 800 dollar donation, woah that's alot, asks, 'Have you ever visited /md/ on Plus4chan? And as side note do you like Oogis?'" >Liam goes silent, his Cordie.PNG somehow manages to frown >"Fuck this gay earth.", he mutters before disconnecting from the call >The stream stops due to "Technical Difficulties" >2 Hours later Liam is reported dead, having blown off his head with a 3D printed shotgun
>>70953 considering that according to them this year's glitchx will be a 20/30 minute prerecorded video (maybe a-la current apple keynotes, though in the video they say that it's similar to nintendo direct) i guess there will be no way to fit in questions (or maybe they'll allow a few inn-sourced questions, because yes).
>>70964 >just animating Solverpede-chan's thousands of legs would blow through the budget in the first minute of the episode >Liam is forced to change the protagonist to Vickers-chan >Solverpede-chan is denied the chance to woo anon yet again, forced to become a background character
>Alice is a hoarder >She likes shinies >It used to be that her treasure was just cutlery >The day she saw her reflection on a spoon at the cafeteria was the day her mind was blown (though it wasn't the day she lost her marbles) >On one side her face looked stretched >On the other side it looked pinched >She studied it for a while, then she held it up and proclaimed "SPOOOON!" startling everyone and causing a jumpy drone to yelp >A guard on duty tapped on the side of his head repeatedly >Now here she is after the core collapse >After the good ending even >Sure Alice died, but she got better >V killed all the Sentinels but one and Alice couldn't be happier >She gathered all the wrecks up and used a grinding wheel to scrape the dull grey paint off of them >Now all the Sentinels are all shiny >And hers! Only hers! >The security system warns her of an intruder >She has a thing for intruders >It fires saw disks >Alice scampers along the floor on all fours very quickly to the monitor screen and looks at the intruder >"Oh! Hello..." she says to nobody in particular with a grin >You enter Alice's workshop carrying a bag >Something pokes you on the lower back >"Stand an' deliver!" >You stand still and strain >"Hnnnn!" >Alice cocks an eyebrow >"What are you tryin' to do?" >"Fart. But my ass is not delivering." >Alice laughs a hick laugh and slaps you on the caboose >Perhaps not entirely because she can't reach your shoulder >"Gwah hah! Don't do that in front of a lady!" >She puts down her weapon and gets back to whatever she was doing >You drop by every now and then to trade junk with her or to see if she can repair stuff for you >The reclusive drone trusts you but not enough to not keep an optic on you when you aren't looking >And right now you aren't looking >You are looking at the Sentinels she has reassembled instead >Most of them are piled in a corner or spread all over the place in labeled boxes >However a few of them are posed >They remind you of an animatronic dinosaur exhibition you visited as a child >"Can they move?" >Alice shudders >"Gawd I hope not." >You browse the collection of junk next >Your self looks back at you, distorted and black >A screen? No wait, it is an astronaut helmet >Those stickers... >You recognize them >"TESSA!" >Such is Alice's surprise that she grabs her weapon and looks around in a panic >You grab the astronaut helmet >Alice points her weapon at you >"Put that down!" >"I want it! I must have it!" >"Put the darn thing down now!" >You let go of the helmet and grab Alice instead >"Where did you find it!" you roar at her face >Your voice sounds angry but through your goggles the drone sees nothing but desperation >"Put me down!" she says in a panic while slapping down on your arm >Alice is not a brave drone >In fact almost no drone is >Drones aren't generally programmed with any virtue beyond loyalty >Not even honesty >You let go >You don't put her down. You let go >Alice lands on her ass >You are so tense that your whole body is stiff >"Where did you find it? I must know!" >"The lower lev'ls" she replies as she gets on her feet >"You must take me there! Now!" >Alice scratches the back of her head >She tends to do that when she thinks >"I dunno. It isn't goin' to be easy." >She is being honest >The elevator is busted >Mistaking it for bargaining, you thrust your hand into your bag and rummage through it violently >You pull out a silver marker and shove it in her face, causing her to step back and raise her hands >"This!" >You take the cap off and draw a smudge on a table >"It makes things shiny. It's yours if you'll take me to where you found the helmet!" >Alice grins and swipes it off your hand >"Pardner, you got yerself a deal!"
>>70892 >>70886 Here's why Femdrone is kissable >Eye bags >Pinchable cheeks >Fluffy hair >Super touchy gremlin >Probably has a mildly feverish warmth to her >Tiny
>>70974 >The descent is long and difficult >Alice leads the way, with her lightbulb dancing in the dark like a Will o' the Wisp >"Down, down, down the stairs we go until we come to the tunnel." >Alice takes you through passages, shafts and claustrophobic tunnels >She is proficient in moving in this kind of terrain, what with walking on all fours and being barefoot >You on the other hand... >Some of the passages are so narrow that they remind you of a recurring nightmare you've had for years >In it you are crawling through a seemingly endless, sometimes underwater cave made of only a floor and ceiling >The ceiling is only high enough that your chest and back aren't touching rock at the same time >It is stiffling and horrible >But you know that if you surrender to your panic you will make it all the more frightening >So instead you crawl forward until the dream fades to black >But this is the waking world >There will be no fade to black >One of the reasons you insisted on Alice taking the lead is so that she can slit your throat with her tail should you get hopelessly stuck >You have read stories about spille- spelelolo- cave explorers getting trapped and dying slow deaths in the dark, haunted by voices and sounds made up by their minds >By the time you reach the lower level you don't want to think of the ascent >It is going to be hard as all hell >Better to nap before attempting it >You push the thought to the back of your head >This is a problem for later >You check the air quality >Whatever poison is polluting the surface hasn't made it's way down here >Maybe there are survivors here >Maybe...! >You take your mask off to drink some electrolite-enriched water and munch on some crummy jerky >"You wanna take a breather?" asks Alice >"No." >"You sure? You are fallin' behind." >"After." >"After what?" >"Just take me to the place." >"Alright. If you say so." >There's an age at which if you stop moving, the Grim Reaper catches up to you >The metabolism slows down and the muscles atrophy if you don't use them >It becomes harder to start moving once you slow down >Then you stop >Not that you fear death, or Death >In fact you've long come to regard it as a pleasant experience, or person >But God put a persistent spirit in your family line, and without anyone to pass it on to, it pushes you forward with no regard for obstacles, goal or willingness
>>70976 >You emerge into a huge cavern >And in the middle of it sits... >You squint >A church? >You are at once surprised and not at all surprised >Throughout your life, whenever you'd get physically lost you'd end up in a church >"Hey Alice?" >"Yeah?" >"Are we lost?" >"Huh?" >"Nothing." >Now that the church is closer you can see it more clearly >You don't see any crosses or any other symbols indicating what is being worshipped inside >Is this church dedicated to nothing? >Alice hops on the stairs, stopping briefly to wave for you to follow her >"Come on! Did you come here to gawk at the outside or what's inside?" >"Hm? Yeah. Coming." >The heavy wooden doors are open just enough for a drone to pass through >You push them open further >That's odd. There are scientific instruments here >"Over here!" >Alice points at something >You follow her finger with your eyes and see- >"Oh my god!" >Your hand hovers in front of your mouth in an involuntary gesture that people find overly theatrical in movies >You walk to the corpse on the floor and collapse on your knees next to it >It reeks and the worms have made a lavish feast out of it inside the suit >And yet you embace it with all of your love, all of your pain and all of your sorrow >Deep down in your heart you had hoped that maybe Alice had found the astronaut helmet simply discarded or that she had traded for it >But now your one, final hope is dead >This is Tessa. There is no mistaking her >If the nametag wasn't enough indication, her rotten head next to the body is >You rock back and forth while holding her >"Tessa! Tessa!" >Hot tears stream down your old, weary face >Alice straightens up, holds her hands together and lowers her head respectfully >The only thing holding fatigue at bay was hope >With it gone, fatigue flows into you like a sea >Soon you are overcome and collapse next to her >There are many poems about lovers or parents who die of heartbreak at the end of their quest >Yet you wake up >You wake up on a bench >Alice explains to you that she moved you so that worms wouldn't get inside your nostrils or ears >You put your hands over your face >Consciousness rushes you, and with it comes sorrow >You hate waking up >This is why you don't mind death. Because the dead don't have to wake up >You walk to Tessa's remains and get on your knees again >Alice thinks you will repeat yourself >Instead you put your hands together and you pray >You are not a praying man >You haven't prayed since childhood >You didn't pray when you were deathly ill, you didn't pray in the midst of Armageddon >But now you pray, begging the Lord for one favour >You don't remember any prayers but it doesn't matter >If there is a God then He isn't some sorcerer's familiar to respond to incantations >"Oh Lord, oh Father. I beseech you! This girl...She is a good girl. She doesn't deserve what happened to her in life. Please, please take her soul to Heaven!" >Amen >You get on your feet and stare at the corpse >Without saying a thing, you take a knife out of your boot and put on your mask >Then you set about removing as many of the maggots from the head and the body as you can >"What the heck are you doin'?!" asks Alice in shocked disbelief >"I am taking her with me." >"What?! She's as dead as they come!" she says, befuddled >"Yeah well I want to be able to visit her grave!" you snap back >Alice looks at the corpse, then at you >"...Fahn. But I ain't carryin' nothin." >Cleaning Tessa's remains proves a fool's errand >"Bah!" >You rummage in your backpack for a towel and a roll of tape >You tape her neck stump shut to keep maggots from falling out and on you >You wrap the head with the towel and then wrap that in tape >Then you put your belongings back in your backpack >You tie the head on your belt and pick up the body >"Let's go" you say somberly >Alice nods >She says nothing >But on the inside she is thinking "Holy Gee, this is retarded."
>>70977 >With Alice once again on the lead, you leave the church and make your way up >It takes considerable time and effort to get back topside >You take multiple breaks on the way up >At least Alice has done it before, which means it is doable >You travel in silence, save for the occassional swear >During one stop Alice asks you "She was important to you, huh." >"Very. She was my step daughter." >Once you reach the surface you decide to spend a day and a night at Alice's to gather your strength >She doesn't want to charge you but you polish things for her anyway >You hate being a burden >You leave and don't return for a while >But when you do, you see more posed Sentinels >"Howdy pardner! What can I do you for today?" >"I want the helmet, Alice." >Alice's expression changes >"Ahm sorry for your loss pardner, but I can't give it to you. Ah run a business, not a charity." >You put your hand in your bag >Instead of pulling something out of it, you lift the bag off of it >You are holding something round >Something the size of the helmet >Something shiny >You hold it up >It is a disco ball >It shines pinpoints of light all over the room >Alice lets out a low volume "wooooah..." >"The helmet, Alice, or I'll smash this on the floor." >"NO! Ahem. No, we're cool. It's a trade." >Alice holds up the disco ball with joy as you look down at the helmet in your hands in sadness >You leave and return home >There, in a spot protected from the wind and the snow, is Tessa's grave >There is a photo of her and a LED vigil lamp at the head of it >You wanted to put some flowers on it but you couldn't find any >You place Tessa's helmet with it's silly stickers next to the other items >You stare at it for a bit, then you chuckle >"Heh. You were a goober, kiddo. I'm glad I met you." >You get up with some difficulty and go inside your house to shake the cold off >In time flowers resistant to cold blossomed around Tessa's grave and spread across the snowy landscape
>>70982 Do it, spite's a surprisingly good motivator. I once wrote a whole ass book because a friend offhandedly commented that I'd never actually do it.
Drone engineer here, I put a pleasure circuit at the top of the sentinels heads so they feel pleasure when you pat them. Why did I do this you may ask?
>>70991 Look Anon I went to JCJenson University for 15 years and I can tell you even among experts most people barely even know how drones work. You want to know the difference between gen 2 drones and gen 15? The older ones don't come with a charging cable anymore. That's it. It's all just paint and branding these days. It took me 6 months to get approved for the schematics change for the headpat slut model alone, and it only got approved because my boss had no idea what it was.
>>70917 That's a really awesome greentext, anon! Greatly shows CH's feelings and emotions, and perfectly shows the prelude before bloodplay and bloodplay itself.
>>70955 >implying they aren't collaborating on any sharp-tooth slasher going forward. Also, iirc, goose's thing is more robots. Liam's the one with a thing for girls with sharp teeth.
>>71000 Interesting, what it would be feeling to kiss a giant machine of pure genocide, capable by she's size of wreaking havoc and death for hundreds of kilometres around and killing millions in a single day?
Would it be more heartbreaking if it was revealed that Tessa was "aware" the entire time in the Solver's mind palace, watching as her friends murder people and how N was willing to behead her.
Or that she is actually completely gone, her soul has been eaten by the Solver and she no longer exists, so she will never reunite with her drones again?
>>71022 Thanks for the kind words, my Friend! I tried my best to show how she felt along the green, her feelings and motives, and bloodplay most happen for a reason, it's nice to write the before.
>You almost die after a horrible event >However instead of friends, family, loved ones, or even memories of your life >This image flashes in your head before you regain your senses What do?
>>71055 This is a communal space. You have to show some tolerance towards others' faggotry but also hold back on your faggotry a little to make coexistence possible. Some douchebags will instead let their faggotry run riot with no regard for the fun of others, like when the thread was flooded with John, Jane and Henry. And when you call them out they think it is a fun game to vex those around them further and act like you're the problem. While other times they with start shitstorms because they are bored, making it impossible for others to post content or have a discussion.A number of the douchebags are also contentfags so I often keep my mouth shut because I don't want to chase them away and ruin the place for the people who haven't done anything. But god damn it, having these faggots making the place insufferable is the same as the place being dead. Fuck them.
>>71055 See? >>71064 this is what I was talking about. Complete childish motherfucker who thinks the place exists for his sole amusement. Screw all the other anons who haven't taken part in the fight. He will shit up the thread for everyone just for his amusement.
Is this some new bait tatic or something? I'm legitimately trying to figure out why he's angry in this moment right now. Literally nothing seems out of the ordinary to me
>>71061 >Be anon attending the Gala >Cyn starts massacring everyone >Grab Tessa & jump out the nearest window to escape >Tumble down a inconveniently steep & particularly rocky hill >Picrel is your face when images of Oogi inexplicably flash in your mind's eye
>>71085 More than one person expresses discontent with those things. I'm tired of those fucking assholes. If they want to indulge in their bullshit then I will indulge in my complaints.
>>71094 or you could just hide the two or three posts you don't like in the first place instead of pissing yourself and starting an hours-long bitchfest, you fucking cretin
>>71094 This isn't twitter, incessantly bitching about who fucks who isn't going to stop them from doing this. In fact, they're only going to feel more empowered to post about it when you make a huge stink.
>Guy complains about people ruining the thread for him >In the process he ruins the thread for everyone else It's fine to have an opinion (believe me, I don't like some stuff here either) but you don't have to be a flaming asswipe and derail it for everyone else
>>70953 >Everyone expects someone from /md/ to break containment >This happens but in a worse way than expected >Every single question during the Murder Drones block is blatantly from the Femanon >"What is N's resting heart rate?" >"What does N eat?" >"How much can N eat before he has to throw up?" >"How soft is N's stomach?" >Liam sighs in relief when he finally gets to a question that isn't about N >"liam did u ever saw skibidi toilet" >Liam's dead silent for a moment >"Let's watch it. The entire series, we're watching Skibidi Toilet. I've never seen it, but it's canon to Murder Drones now."
>>71108 >samefag claiming droananon was 'right' this is what i think you look like, i couldn't be fucked to draw you so i had a computer generate an image based on how you sound like a nigger
>>71113 So what's R63'd Nori gonna do when his wife finally sees him again? Still scream that she doesn't know him, faceplant, then scuttle away crying? What's the teenage boy equivalent of that autistic teenage girl shit?
>Too many DDs have gone missing, and now that N has gone rouge. >It could no longer be ignored, but current pawns have already grown too unreliably >Oh well.. >Her dog could go for a walk after all, she's been begging to be let out for a while >The Solver supposed it could share it's toys with her pet >Meanwhile on Copper-9 >A new challenge has arrived
>>71117 >she lowers her city-block-sized palm six feet off the ground, crushing everything taller than you >all so she can delicately pat your head and smile >"Good, human."