Good morning, new thread for drones since last is pretty full already. You know how this goes wawawa Booru of droens: dronebooru.co Wheel for our OCs: wheelofnames.com/8hc-stc Writing prompt wheel: wheelofnames.com/dmz-9uc Last thread: >>86036
>>86924 J is single-handedly raising her daughter while being a big shot at a corporation, which keeps her busy most of the time.
She is afraid that she cannot devote enough time to her daughter, but she is also afraid that alone she will not be able to provide her daughter with a decent life.
>>87072 I know the feel. These threads fried my brain so much that they persuaded me to buy Prototype and Dead Space (which I don't regret in the slightest, these games are awesome).
>>87064 there's a smaller continuation exploring Irma's connection to her dead human mining rescue team in conversing with H but i had to drive my sibling's motorcycle to a workshop lol heat was nice, gonna snack a bit before i finish it.
>>87092 Laziness or maybe, a bit of anxiety is involved? Honestly, I felt the same. You just kinda start little by little, make a tiny 3 sentence funpost then eventually you muster up the courage to write an actual greentext. Or if you don't, you gotta remind yourself if you never do it now, you won't ever do it, even if you think that you'll do it later, you won't, do not miss your shot even if your first attempt is poopy
After seeing TomoeTomoe art of Becca surrounded by humans behind her with her next to the corpse of a Patient(?). I just felt the urge of wanting to write a greentext centered around it
>The hardest thing about being a nurse for Becca wasn’t about the demands of both patients and staff, nor was it the lack of respect that came with being a worker drone. >No, the hardest thing about being a nurse for her has been how involved she has been with her human patients. >Not long ago, a strange sickness had begun to surge through a small group of human workers of the Engineering and Technical Repairs division. >Unlike the common illnesses that the medical personnel and she herself had known. This one however had gone beyond everything that they had previously encountered. >As her colleagues tried to understand this strange new disease, she has been tasked by head doctor Victor West to provide patient care and keep company for the quarantined sick engineers; including patient zero himself. >One such patient was ETRS SM-088, known as “chatter” by his co-workers. >His real name… was Sam MacReady >Out of all the Patients Becca has had, SM-088 was the most talkative of them all. In a positive way she might have added. >Even while sick, Samuel always talked to Becca whenever she checked up on him. Talking to her as though she was a person rather than a lowly worker drone playing dress up. He even went as far to call her a friend. >it felt…nice. Being called a friend. >A part of Becca wanted to lift her guise of obligately following protocols like most drones in the space station would have followed. But doing so would reveal her true nature. >As much as she wanted to, Becca couldn’t risk the possibility of disassembly. Continuing to talk as though she was given pre-programmed prompts. >As the days went on, Sam’s condition had begun to deteriorate at a much rapid rate unlike the others. >SM-088 had begun to throw a fit of violent coughs that began to grow into horrific choking followed by an intense seizure as he spewed out deoxygenated blood from his mouth. >Becca watched as the doctors quickly rushed him to the emergency room with her tailing just behind them. >By the time she was allowed to go into the emergency room it was too late. >She watched as Sam’s vitals signs became Asytol. >She watched as his body spasm one final time. >She watched… She watched her friend die. > >So why was he still alive? >Why did he break free of the gurney’s restraints? >Why was there strange machinery crawling out of his mouth? >Why did he almost attack her? >Becca never knew. All she could ever focus on was the sight of her friend’s lifeless corpse for the second time with his chest blown open by the riot gun shot by security. >It took the worker drone maid not even a second to realize that she was now stained in blood. >At that moment, Becca wanted to scream. To cry. To violently express all of her sorrow at that single moment. >But she couldn't, everyone had her eyes in her direction. The doctors, Security, even some of the other nurses as well. >She couldn’t tell whether She was looking at her or of the corpse that was growing machinery inside of it. >She never knew… but all she can do now is suffer in silence and shut the visual receptors of her visor off so that she can no longer see the dead body >And to hide her pain.
>>87083 he's still in love with B. Irma at this point is still too afraid of B and L, so H kinda serves as a bridge between them and Irma. which results in small situations where there's more opportunity for them to have these conversations. there's like a few posts where i elaborated on what can happen later. >>17177 >>17210 here's the camping stuff >>22480 my approach to the story isn't to change anything major. just to touch on ideas that Liam couldn't get to since he had to keep the series compacted into 8 episodes. with Irma, i wanted to explore ideas of how humans treated drones. especially given she's part of a tightly-knit team, her relationship with humans is a positive one. BHL is kind of the same way but they started off pretty roughly since they were damaged and tossed away by their previous employers before Alan found them. they're on good terms with the Williams but their angle is more the tragedy of becoming the Solver's pawns and how they wrestle moving forward with that. Irma is also long-lived (HAG DRONE) since she'd been active for some years before her team was even on Osmium 4 (and the subsequent virus outbreak that killed all humans roughly 20 years before, i intend to have the timeline to be comparable to the main show). so she's faced with a range of human behaviors and i wanted to play with that idea in small conversations. since i can't storyboard or animate lol >>87026 i LOVE drones. i love the setting. i love the ideas. characters. LOVE. i just don't have enough time or speed to write and draw everything i want to in a short time
>>87101 >i LOVE drones. i love the setting. i love the ideas. characters. LOVE. i just don't have enough time or speed to write and draw everything i want to in a short time
We understand. Even though we are from all corners of the earth, we have almost the same problem: working and household responsibilities takes up too much of our time for us to devote as much as we want to our hobbies and interests.
MG's revenge >"You thought I forgot about you, but I didn't if you can believe me." >"The rest of the world may have forgotten about Gamma, and everybody there who made me into what I am today." >"You all ripped me apart, left me a mangled mess of flesh and filth strewn across that cafeteria floor. Then you all went about your days, never giving that poor marketing guy any mind. You and that man, who scraped me off the ground, and dumped me in the trash." >And then that demon got his hands on me. That beast, Henry. He turned me into a monster." >"You'll never understand what I went through, what he made me do to others, to those I cared about. How I was beaten and broken down, made to follow his will and whim." >"I could've came and went at the company, as any human employee did. Nobody lasts that long at JCJenson." >But what you did, Gamma...you gave me immortality. By killing me, so long ago, you gave me eternal life." >... >"Heck, Gamma, you may be wondering what the hell I'm talking about. Hell, you may not remember me as well as I remember you." >"You may also be wondering why I would holding this grudge after all this time! I mean, look at me now! I have a shop, a good gig, a nice outpost in a world far removed from the cruelty of the R&D labs. I have my mind back, too, I have a pretty good life here, if I do say so myself! What's the point of doing all this?" >"..." >"Well, I'll tell you...and it goes by one simple rule: when you make it to the top, don't forget where you came from. And believe, I wasn't going to forget about you!" >"But now, I'm feeling festive. A little kinder...perhaps a little forgiving, so to say. One to let bygones be bygones." >"Perhaps, I ought to forget you, and all your transgressions against me. Perhaps we all ought to forget." >You want to scream. >You intend to strike out, to rip that bastard apart. >That son of a bitch Marketing guy wanted to take your soul away, what right did he have to moral grandstand above you? Of all people?! >... >"Well, I guess it is hard to get around from where you're standing. You know how I felt now." >"...But quiet down now, Gamma, we have another customer entering the shop!" >You hear a ringing, and the giggle of a young girl. >"OH! Now isn't it Beretta Doorman! My favorite customer!" >"Heya, Mr. G. You got anything new in stock? I'm looking for a birthday gift, y'know?" >A worker drone girl with purple eyes and blonde hair prances into the shop. She sees you, but doesn't notice you. You try to call for her aide to no avail. >"Well, Happy birthday, Beretta! I do in fact have something new for you. My friend over there has been waiting for you!" >MG motions towards you. The girl walks up to you and looks you in the eye inquisitively. >"It's not my birthday, that's on the 23rd...woah...Who is she?" >MG walks up next to her. He looks at you deviously, unseen to the girl. >"She's an old friend of mine...but I've been moving to get past her." >"Hmmm...how are you today? You're kind of pretty," the girl says to you. >She picks you up. She runs her hand through your threaded hair. >"You're free to take her home, you know," MG says. >This can't be happening. >"You sure, Mr. G? For free?" >This isn't how you were meant to go out. >"Call it a gift, for remembering me in these times, but don't make me think too hard on it. She's yours to remember once she's gone from here, after all." >There was supposed to be more. This COULDN'T be the end. >"Shoot, Mr. G. Thanks! This will go great with my collection, next to that Halloween one you gave me!" >He intended to damn you to oblivion for eternity. >That goddamned snake. That swindling, filthy, putrid, goddamn... >If you could've...you should've...YOU SHOULD'VE BURNE-- >Beretta stuffs the plush toy into her backpack without much thought. >"You're always giving these plushies to me, even the expensive antiques. You really trust me to take care of these things forever, don't you, Mr. G?" >MG smiled. >"What else do they deserve, Ms. Doorman?" >The two laughed, and he bid her farewell.
>>87126 A good salesman knows that free samples keep the customers coming back - which is especially convenient when you're out for revenge already anyway I can't imagine Gamma would react well to finding out that her boyfriend is actually a god who's now dating Beretta, though, but them's the breaks when Anon no longer has a purpose for you
>>87143 >Tfw your gf asks you if you would still love her if she was a worm or a plush or something >Like, for fucks sake, sure, whatever >Geez, chill, it's not like that's ever going to happen anyway >Women and their goofy hypotheticals
Trying to draw the final outfit request with Ivory and yet I can't bring myself to actually grab the fucking stylus. I've been sitting on my ass all day and yet I feel so darn exhausted FUCK. Why am I such a lazy piece of shit...
>>87150 >>87151 Duality of man Either way, I've been feeling like this for months, I've completely lost the passion for drawing after realizing that I will never be able to actually make something out of it that's worthwhile. Besides, it's not fun either.
>>87155 You can't force passion, it's probably best to take a break then If inspiration strikes you might revisit it but with a new perspective - sometimes taking a step back is the best way to take a step forward
>>87155 I don't know, many here like your drawings, me included, that you can't change, but if it's not fun nor it comes out of passion, there is not much you can do. Sounds like you are already suffering from burnout, I recommend taking a little break, you sound like you need some rest before continuing, hope you feel better soon, and find it enjoyable.
>It is the days of the Solver War >Humanity is desperately throwing cheap fodder at the Solver to tarpit it while the eggheads way at the back are working on acquiring the technological edge >As a result of cutting costs and expediting production times, the factories are churning out midget Grunt Drones >Anon #1 is overlooking a stretch of land littered with twisted metal >Everything is quiet. A sharp contrast to a few minutes ago >He takes a pack of cigarettes out from his pocket and lights one >The centuries long ban on smoking and walking with your hands in your pockets has been temporarily lifted to give people some stress relief >He stares out into the open >Anon #2 approaches him >"Heeey!" he waves from the distance >#1 doesn't wave back >Not because he is rude but because "Heeey!" is short for "Heeey, don't shoot me!" >He reaches him and throws his weight down next to where #1 is sitting >"Where's your Grunts, bro?" he asks >The tip of the cigarette glows as #1 sucks smoke in and then exhales it >"What do you think of Grunt Drones?" #1 asks his mate >"I think they have asses, know what I mean? They don't call them Cheekies for nothing! Hue hue hue." >"I think they are like children." >This makes #2 uncomfortable over what he just said >"They are cheerful, obedient, and eager to please" #1 continues. "When you talk, they listen. They are like well-behaved children in midgets' bodies. And we're sending them to war." >All this reflection makes #2 uncomfortable. Primarily because his reflection is ugly >Not that his features are particularly bad or anything. It has more to do with the ugliness of his inherent human nature >Reflection leads to self-awareness, and people can't handle that >People who become self-aware either descend into philosophy or kill themselves >"So umm, where *are* your Grunts?" he asks to snap the conversation back to comfortable territory >#1 says nothing >Instead he takes the cigarette out of his mouth and makes a swipping motion across the field >Then he puts the cigarette back in his mouth >"All of them?" >"All of them." >#2 isn't shaken by the realization that this is where all the twisted metal came from >Grunts exist to be massacred. The only difference now is that automation replaced humans with machines >"Have you ever watched Willow?" #1 asks >"No. I don't think so." >"There's this race of midgets in Willow. They live in their midget village and have midget warriors and midget village bicycles and stuff. The Grunt Drones remind me of them. It was like watching Willow's midget village getting massacred." >#1 bursts out laughing >#2 is worried that his buddy may have lost it but upon studying his red, distorted face he finds nothing but honest amusement >"Oh mate! You should had been here for it! The Grunts went *boom* waaaah! And the squad leaders went "scatter!" And they did and more exploded! The retards were in a freakin' minefield!" >#2 explodes into laughter too >"And-and you know what the real kicker is? It was ours! Unmarked!" >"Har har har! This takes the biscuit!" howls #2 >"Yeah! Fucking retards! One exploded, it's head flew into the air, fell to the ground, and it exploded too! Another was like "Medic! Medic! My friend is dying!" and I was like "You are robots, retard."" >The two men spent some time indulging in the humourous situation while waiting for replacement drones >Meanwhile a general, son of a rich family, is inspecting a battlefield screen back in the safety of the regional HQ >The map shows two human lifesigns in the middle of nowhere and a multitude of winged skull icons approaching them >The general laughs >"Lol, retards."
>could have just made Doll leave her mind palace and reunite with Lizzy as a ghost >lets her use her body for the reunion instead Uzi's becoming a good friend.
>>87161 >"how'd those little idiots even end up in one of our own minefields?" snickered #2, "too stupid to read the maps the CO dumped into their thick little skulls?" >"that's the best part!" #1 chuckled through puffs of smoke, clapping a hand to his comrade's shoulder >"see that hill?" with one hand he directed #2's attention to a slight incline at the other end of the debris field >"I told them there was an injured rifleman juuust over the ridge." >the two men giggled like schoolboys pulling a rude prank >"and did they complain? did they dare to question their mighty human superior?" #1 intoned, gesturing proudly to himself >#2 laughed, "they just waddled on in–" >"they just waddled their dumpy little asses right in!" #1 exclaimed >the two burst into raucous laughter >#2 was nearly doubled over, wiping tears from his eyes. "aha-hahhh, at least they're good minesweepers" >#1 shot him a wicked grin "the best! why else would I have requested another platoon of the things?"
How much worse would a bite from a drone with sharp teeth be compared to one with the 'smooth teeth of normal WDs? Why did they give them so much power in the first place?
>>87190 it could also just be that they only needed to make one model so they could also be used for customer-facing jobs where a somewhat friendly face would be useful
>>80968 >After you sigh, you agree to letting Avre teach you the basics. Whatever those are. Avre abruptly grabs your head like it was a ball before shoving her somehow sleep deprived eyes right in your face. Her tone is inexplicably more nervous than it was 5 seconds ago >“OKAY, OPEN THE MENU!” >You tilt your head at her, to which she backs away with a deep breath. Her tone is calmer but it feels like she’s forcing it. >“Whew… What I meant to say is “Focus on opening your menu. Just picture a selection for a moment and it should pop up.” >You follow her instructions and sure enough, a menu pops up on your visor. It’s got a few drop down menus, as well as a lot of names for stuff you don’t know about, and your selection seems to be operated by your peripheral vision in some strange sense. Like you’re guiding it with your eyes. >“Alright, now select something. Just kinda focus on it for a second” >You focus on “Plasma Saber” for a second, and your hand abruptly begins to fold in on itself, along with parts of your forearm. A blade, curved at the end, begins to come out of the folded hand. You’re kind of startled by this, but it isn’t hurting you or anything, meaning you should be okay. You inspect the weapon, wondering how to use it. Avre interjects >“Look, try to feel your fingers in there. I know that sounds weird but you gotta try, boyo. It’s how you operate it.” >You do what she just said, and and the moment you move what feels like it should be your pointer finger, the blade lights up blue and begins to crackle like an exposed wire, the rain visibly evaporating on its surface. Suffice to say, it’s a little freaky. You absentmindedly swing it, gouging a chunk out of a nearby rock. You turn to Avre, who nods in approval. >“Okay, now practice a bit with that and then do that with the rest of your stuff. Because IIII am going back in my LOG!” >Before you can do anything, Avre gets on the ground and scurries back into the log she just came out of, like some kind of small animal. You try to reach out for her, but she refuses to come out. Once again, you sigh. This is going to take a lot of effort, isn’t it? 33/?
>>87191 Potentially amazing if there are whites left, hell if there aren't. Not because whites make everything better but because the things it will take for whites to exist a thousand years from now would usher in a golden age for humanity.
>>87195 Of course white people still exist. A thousand years from now, shit's like Brazil: everyone's so intermixed that genetics as we understand them now stopped working and anyone can have any combination of traits from any race. Katie, the cell phone bitch from the gala, was actually a blonde haired blasian whose biological parents were both whiter than white.
>>87197 Consider the things killing whites nowadays. The artificial division, the price inflation on everything, the killing of the culture, the supression of ideas, the fake morality, the tanked birth rates. Imagine if the entire humanity didn't have to deal with all that crap. It would bring about a golden age.
>>87203 In MD there are neither niggers or jews left, but probably stop the discussion before someone loses it or thread devolves into shitflinging soon , it always happens
>>87201 I legit think the future of humanity is mystery meat. If you have distinct colours in the future then some radical social changes have taken place.
>>87196 Bloodplay creeps me out. Blood is a sacred thing. It is life-giving. If it is leaking out then there is danger around, someone's life is ebbing away and there is an infection in progress. That scene in the Pink Floyd movie with the blood draining into the sewer disturbed me deeply as a kid. What is the appeal of bloodplay anyway?
>>87221 FUCK YEAH MOTHERFUCKER! MATURE WOMEN FOR DAYS!
>>87219 if you idiots started arguing over whether N wants to cut his dick off and call himself a lady and went on a tangent about neovaginas I'd tell you to fuck off too
>>87226 It's basically vampire kink (but the vampires are robots). The idea of someone holding onto you while biting onto your neck and drinking your blood is both terrifying yet oddly arousing. It's a human thing, really.
>>87231 The NPC agrees to teach you the Bucket Technique if you bring him a bucket. But in true RPG fashion the bucket is on a rooftop above him that you gain access to after defeating the entire Black Knight Rebellion that has taken over the city and unlocked a shortcut that leads to the rooftop.
>>87226 >What is the appeal of bloodplay anyway? For me is the trust you give, to know that you are completely trusting a DD enough to let them satiate their need, but without them taking enough to harm you, is a level of trusting that DD with your whole heart, technically and literally, giving them all your trust to the point you are willing to be at your most vulnerable. I find it cute, relaxing and beautiful to be put in a history where a DD is trusted enough to do this.
>>87249 >USA was not the first to conquer a planet >JCJenson wasn't the first to make a mining planet >It was the British >They were the first to conquer a whole planet >All to make it a plantation for tea >Yes, the whole planet
>>87254 I remember the whole reverse-bloodplay thing spawned the GET SOLVERED posts which also spawned SolverAnon with him having Uzi, Doll and Cyn inside of his head after getting solvered.
>>87248 Copper-9 appears to be the furthest habitable system from Earth. Using Proxima Centauri's distance to Earth as a measurement, Copper-9 is around 35 light years away. Within 50 light years, there are approximately 90 planets they can explore. Most would be too uninhabitable to colonize of course, but they could still serve as small mining outposts.
>>87263 I mean as far as I remember, reverse-bloodplay basically revolved around a drone, a solver host or a DD, cutting themselves and forcing you to drink their nanite blood.
>>87262 We know that probably they do not have faster than light travel, so there is a big possibility that, if they conquered all 90 planets for many purposes, humanity has taken years to take each one, I wonder how much humanity has worked to use every planet at its disposal, even when we just take a realistic 1/10 of planets are useful in some way, that would still be a lot of time they had to invest to use them Now I really wonder all the technological advances of humanity had to go through, imagine the tech industry, the space industry, mining industry, the farming, the medical, everything, amazing
>>87267 I mean, it has been over 1000 years since the 21st century, I'd say there's time to spare. And it's not like they're terraforming all the planets either, just using them as small mining places while more viable systems like Proxima, Platinum, and Copper get the resources to make habitable.
>>87243 >be you >act like an inflammatory faggot >get called out for acting like an inflammatory faggot >"Gay people amirite lol" I couldn't give less of a shit about your '''politics''' anon. If you wanna act like a faggot then you're gonna be treated like a faggot
>>87281 Fine, here's something to dream about. Humanity sent out tens of spaceships manned by drones into the void that travelled for hundreds of years in sublight speed. Of them six reached their destination. The drones build relays in the systems that allow for near-instantaneous travel. Earth then expelled it's excess population that was dwelling in mega cities into the new colonies and worked to return the homeworld into a more natural state. The pods we see in the series travel through those relays. Cyn faked JCJ technician credentials to move around because space technicians are necessary for the maintainance of the network.
>>87303 I see where you're coming from with giving obscure characters more love. My thinking is "I like this thing. More of this thing that I like". I want more of the animatez Harper Mercurialmorose drew in particular.
>>87296 Negev Lilblucat's fankids The DD cores from that fic Remmy Stacy Luka Carl Germy S. Winterspoon Emily's parents Tessa Doorman (she's new and I already have a MIGHTY NEED! for more of her)
>>87310 >Germy S. Winterspoon The objectively correct answer Nothing bad ever happens to him, despite it all Maybe some of his good fortune would rub off on Carl if they were buddies
>>87285 >>87291 I remember when we thought 7 would be 30 minutes at least, and the flashback could easily be half of it or 10 minutes. Even showing Yori, Neva and Alice back then, man what could have been
>>87320 Fankid from end of last thread, a usurper who takes Uzi's place born to J (sent back in time like a Terminator to stop Uzi from being born) and the traitorous Khan Doorman
>>87292 That's a neat idea. Combined with the approx 100 planets this can be a cool way to explain why Cyn got to the main planets so fast but struggles to traverse the lesser systems now fortified from the Solver War.
>>87328 Still say she needs to be supplemented by a Nori/Teacher fankid from the same timeline. A girl who's like Lizzy if she was raised by Nori, and also had eldritch 3D modeling tool magic. Perfect friend for a smart but rude and moody disabled girl.
>>87335 >>87328 Well, disabled until she overcomes her embarrassment over not having feet. Big moment, the reveal that once the boots she's taped to her pegs go her balance issues disappear.
>>87332 >Anon did not like this answer >He decided it would be best to cut her from that timeline and remake it as a slice of life extravaganza >And ship himself with her, of course >Yes, that'd do nicely
>>87336 I can relate. But at the end of the day legitimate reasons are as good as excuses. Either you achieve it or you don't. Are you going to give it a try?
I kinda wanna see Sophie being fucked by various kinds of creatures big and small. My headcanon is that she keeps herself in top condition so she can survive her own sex life.
>>87355 >implying ethan would love the fact that he’s mother abandoned him >so she can get pregnant with other random people in the galaxy the landmine should have just killed sophie
Come to think of it, would not be surprised if DDs have links to the Solver's vore demon internal Pain Dimension and Uzi has Doll's parents in her mind palace now.
listen to me big tastefully fat male drone and a short female drone yeah, I know this sounds like the ugly bastard route, but they both enjoy their lives
>>87404 >>87400 honestly that artist does a good job with keeping them consistently cute, the OTHER artist (aka, the one i think who first drew them), bit on the weird end with em.
I dont hate em, I just treat them neutral, like oogis, who im not really the biggest fan of but do make some half decent green material every now and then
>>87437 >Sophie has so many STDs they can jump from biological to mechanical machines Sophie is the source of the Flood. Or the Mutalist Infestation. Very based lore, can't believe Alad V is not a virgin
>>87461 Every anons die, we just sometime copy their mind and erasing their memory of their gruesome death and after that we eat their original corpse for nutrients
>>87461 >The other fragments of Anon watch as their horny sibling continually bangs Sophie and then dies He... does know he could write it so he doesn't die, right? I guess he enjoys it? >They are all disappointed in him (and therefore themselves)
>>87493 I think the signs are pointing to one thing, we have to send our work report back in time, lizzy said we should have done it yesterday, but we didn’t, time is of the essence
>>87505 Good, I guess? I got a Lizzy, she was acting all bratty, then an Anon told me it was because she wanted to fuck me, I asked her about that, she confirmed, so that Anon was on the money, so now I'm going to do it, I guess
>>87505 Still working on the Avre ref, wanna get this done before i work on more of the greens, otherwise its mostly just been quite with the occasional shittalking
>>87386 LazyNezumi. Otherwise, it's just mileage of practice. Youtube has plenty of line drawing exercise videos. Muscle memory is built through practice.
>>87528 (me) also as weird artfag thing but... do these lines look ok? ive been questioning my linework recent but cant figure out whats weirding me out about it. i really don't know how to describe it besides that.
>>87319 my greatest fear with solverpedes is cuddling N solverpede who got so wounded he couldn’t regenerate and unwillingly became a horrifying monster, comforting him while he cries, telling him it’s okay, helping him collect matter to rebuild his original body and go back to normal
>”did you know the air in your home is full of dust?" >"dust is produced by the regular shedding of your skin and hair cells” >"the air is full of you, isn't that neat?" >sharp, deep inhale, orgasmic shudder, satisfied sigh
>>87530 Nta Mileage of practice is absolutely true, I thought I was good enough for my own demands and didn't make any drastic progress due to how little I always drew, but making estimated 30 new drawings in about two months did actually improve me, mostly in how easy it has become to make poses and proportionally correct sketches in 5 minutes by now. Used to take 30 minutes at least
>>87544 he was fun to be around, but alas, he wasn’t an N *i* was the one who went up to *him* and told him i thought he was super cute, and got his number :lancerchad: a few days after our date he told me he was moving several states away KEK
>>87553 Its my first. But if you grow up with a family that speak two languages at the same time and interchange them mid sentence then you'll develop esl moments
>>87557 >"Hey babe. If I were in charge of the alphabet, I would put U and I at the start and finish." Btw are you the anon who prints stuff for cosplay?
>>87560 I'm an esl and self taught. People skipping words buggers me because I've started doing t too, plus sometimes I type different words than the ones I intend, such as "at" instead of "and". I thought it was my esl showing but I guess it isn't. And people not using capital letter really bothers me. But I'm amused that you type instead of writing. Lots of drawfags can draw but their writing is chickenscratch.
Human JNV and WD Tessa >"What. Is. That." Growled Jessica in a low, dangerous voice. >Behind her brother, a peered small green eyed Worker Drone up at her. >She couldn't believe her idiot brother Nathan could have gotten any worse. But dragging that walking rusty piece of metal out of the dump was by far the most stupidest thing he has ever done. >"W-well Jessica, CynthiafounditandwanteditandshegavemethepuppyeyesandIcouldn'tsayno." Nathan stammered. >Of course Cynthia just had to find trash while on a walk with him. It was going to be a nightmare to convince their little sister to throw it out. >Jessica facepalmed, "First of all, it's a biohazard risk, who knows how long it was sitting in that dump? Second, it must have been thrown out due to a defect, it's dangerous having a problematic machine like that in our house." > However, Cynthia's puppy eyes must have been strong that day, as Nathan had both gotten it clean and took it to a local repair shop. Rendering both her well thought out points moot. >Hell even their parents agreed to keep it. "Cynthia could use a playmate" They shrugged. >Jessica was going to try a lot harder to get that thing scrapped. >Even more infuriating, it or "T" as her little sister creatively named, seemed to try to bond with them almost instantly. >T first tried playing with Cynthia (That stopped after Cynthia told it that she wanted to wear it's body as suit.) >Then it tried following Vanessa around, but soon learned she was a quiet bookworm that preferred not to be bothered. >Now it hung around Nathan like bee to a flower. >This of course made Jessica even madder, first her brother brought trash into house and now even the trash was glued to his presence, never even acknowledging her. >"Of course." She thought bitterly. "Everyone loves him"
I hit a writer's block. How should T(essa) gain Jessica's friendship?
>>87591 Well, Beretta? Would you rather: >be embarrassed badly by the fact that your mom and dad are too lovey dovey >contend with Jane, your silly stinky human friend who has a crush on Eye >contend with Jane, your PTSD-riddled lesbian buddy who mourns a war she won't talk about >have to put up with your brother harassing you before disappearing into thin air >have to put up with (another) brother going and dying at your dad's grave (wait a sec, but he was alive just a little while ago) >go on a quest to stop Cyn that feels strangely like an RPG >buy plushies from a scammer or perhaps even >find out that Anon has been continually making and remaking your reality anytime he gets even a little bored, throwing you into new scenarios hoping that one sparks amusement
>>87536 I always held that you have some damn clean lines Though poses (esp older ones) were a little stiff Gotta do what Y Anon did and hop on that Grim wagon
>>87541 hey beretta! remember that time where you watched a sex tape about your parents on accident? good times, feels like a year ago now, because it was a year ago, times are flying, anyway, just wanted you to remember the good days
does Negev believe in conspiracy theories? like the ones that probably aren't true as opposed to the usual shit that's absolutely real despite sounding like schizobabble
>>87608 >>87609 It's like Zach said, if your entire worldview gets upended by seeing something like a beautiful phantom in a gown, you become stupid and start believing in everything.
>>87609 >"I'M TELLING YOU, COPPER-9 ISN'T ACTUALLY COPPER-9! IT'S ORSENIUM-10!" >"Prove it." >Negev grabs at the walls of her cell and tears them off, revealing underneath Orsenium-10 Posters and a massive paper saying that this in fact Orsenium-10 >"Pffffft, that's just a coincidence."
>>87616 Drones don't masturbate with genitalia, they just put their finger in their mouth and rub the inside of their cheeks. It's the closest thing to stimulation for them, Hell the act of brushing your teeth is orgasmic
>N accidentally drops his oil pouch while walking >he bends down to pick it up, leaving him vulnerable >anon just happens to be nearby >anon remembers a fact about racoons being able to enter an asshole >anon wonders if he can do that too
>>87631 Well that I'm fine with. I just don't like how sometimes it seems like people think that, that's THE ONLY ver. I'm not going to fight on this longer, since I'm in a jolly mood
>>87635 >Anon and Beretta are on a home date, watching some trash anime and making out >Without any warning, Uzi kicks the door in >"AHA! I knew it! That that fucking skinnie would come back around again!" >Anon frowns and contemplates writing Uzi out of this story, only for another Anon to lean through the fourth wall and spritz him with vinegar Uh uh uh. Stop getting meta, faggot. Alright, fine! Jackass. >Neither Anon realizes that Uzi and Beretta are both staring at them in open mouth shock
>cyn reads your mind >you close your eyes and lean back >fucks yeah, up next is the sex >wait, she's not reading your whole mind, is she? >you open your eyes again and look at Cyn >her smile is slowly fading, her eyes darting between you and some distant point >She begins to look worried >"uh... nervous giggle, maybe we will... spend time together later, anon” >she releases you and begins to hurriedly leave oh no you don't! >you tackle the eldritch god's drone vessel and pin her down I'm getting SEXO, whether you like what you saw in my head or not! >cyn panics >"desperate vocalisation, help, somebody”
>>87679 My personal favorite JxN fic is Fraternization. Human office AU. I just love this fic to bits, still waiting for a new chapter. (I've been waiting for months (pain))
I have a challenge for any anons interested in flexing some creative muscle >Pick any one character, canon or OC (or just spin the wheel wheelofnames.com/8hc-stc) >Make sure to LOCK IN your pick >Unspoil the text below for a prompt
Your pick has just chosen (or been chosen...) to be the next guest on Q & Bet's show! How does this play out? (Can be anything from a single summarizing line to a full blown greentext)
>>87688 >CYN MAKE THE TONGUE 50 FEET LONG >CYN BITE MY DICK AND DRINK MY BLOOD >CYN GET THE TENTACLES OUT >CYN TURN ME INTO A WORKER DRONE AND ZIPBOMB ME >CYN PRINCESS CARRY ME AROUND THE ROOM AGAIN >solver's face when this is eternity now
>>87707 According to the decision of the commission of the People's Commissariat of Internal Affairs, Vasiliev John Vladimirovich was found guilty of espionage in favor of a foreign state, and according to the resolution of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union of October 3, 3067 on "counteracting foreign espionage" was sentenced to death by firing squad. The sentence was carried out on the same day.
>>87710 >MG is contractually obligated to suck anon's cock >He swaps out his hand for a vacuum cleaner hose in order to provide maximum suction force >This kills the anon
>>87718 >Beretta has already seen enough wacky shit and died several times, been erased from existence, and other bad stuff to the point that she doesn't really give a shit anymore
>>87059 Indeed man! Ai know the pace of zhid may ve glacisl, but I aim't gobba rish it~.. Also got so many Alice's in WIO that I didn't ever ppst, don't olan on it until findihing. Even did some fancy editing
>>87721 >Ai know the pace of zhid may ve glacisl, but I aim't gobba rish it~.. >Also got so many Alice's in WIO that I didn't ever ppst, don't olan on it until findihing. W-What? I'm having trouble understanding this...
>>87734 Sorry >I know thr pace of thid drawing may be glacial, I just don't wanna rush it, also got a bunch of other WIPs thst take much of the time I habe to draw.
>>87737 OOOOOOH, That's okay. I'm happy to wait as long as needed for you to finish it. I just love Alice and your artwork is really nice. The effect you applied to that image is really cool too.
It's very late in the night and I'm feeling moody. I'm gonna ramble. I keep comparing Glitch to Mainframe and MD to Beast Wars in my mind. Mainframe had those crunch periods where people would sleep under their desks and then get back to work. Crunch causes burnout and turns passion to resentment. And yet some of the Mainframe people would relax by modeling something else or making funnies with the show assets. Like how some oldschool Disney animators would take a break and relax by drawing something else. When you find people like that in your workplace, you know your studio is cooking. Because they are passionate. Old videogame studios had passionate people. The Lemmings folks, the id folks. They worked well together because the teams were small enough that everyone was friends and they had a very similar culture. They made what they enjoyed and thus they made stuff for people like them. This dynamic started falling apart when the vidya market became so big that companies like Activision took notice. They started buying studios. Suddenly the studios had guidelines to follow, and the size of the projects forced them to bring in cultural outsiders in numbers that made the coworkers into strangers. I think Glitch is at this stage. Though the whatstheirname brothers were smart enough to not let a company buy their studio like it happened with Westwood or Bullfrog. So perhaps they will manage to assimilate the new people they hired into Glitch. Speaking of studios, I find it interesting how the leftists somehow grasped the basics of how the early successful studios worked. By hiring only their own they managed to have studios where everyone has the same culture, is passionate about his work, and makes stuff that will appeal to his likes. I think Glitch is going to go the way of Rooster Teeth. One of the killing blows for RT was expensive flops like Gen: Lock. I regard Gaslight District with hatred. Not only because I feel it sucked resources away from MD S2 and probably TADC, but also because I suspect it as a killing blow in the making. Though I guess I shouldn't care because we won't be getting any more Vickers shows from Glitch for the following years regardless of the company's fate.
Has anyone else noticed the rise of low quality posts? I mean, seriously. Don't get me wrong, there are still great posts, greentexts and art, but.....yeah there's some shit appearing in my 5-star meal
On retrospect, I think the huge bump up in animation was a problem. Drove the price per episode up too much. Stuck to more motion capture, we could have gotten more episodes.
>>87009 >>87079 cont. from before since I had stuff I want to expand on. stomachache though BLEUGH (the contrast of the small sketch and the end of this part is intentional HAHAHAHA) - - >SD-H lands just outside of the abandoned outpost with Irma in his arms >she drops down, her optics scanning the surrounding >no alien bears to worry about >the entrance is wide open since SD-B tore off the main doors and tossed it aside >she remembers it clear as day (though it happened at night) >just the thought of hearing the sound again is enough to raise her anxiety >she tries to shake it off and remind herself why she's back here >"Is everything okay?" >"Y-yeah. Just... need to remember where it is." >Irma makes her way inside >looking around, she sees the handiwork that SD-B and SD-L left behind >spent casings, gashes and claw marks in the walls, dried oil stains covering parts of the walls and floor >a few of her former colleagues’ bodies still lay about, unmoving >their visors are either completely dark or flashing the FATAL ERROR message >seems like Carter's still hanging around >or his head sure is, lying on the ground stained with black splotches, offline >the former guard of the outpost alongside his buddies played a lot of pranks with the main doors when they were supposed to keep watch >resulting in the doors malfunctioning and being unable to shut completely which led to the two disassembly drones breaking in with ease >Irma's the amicable type but even she had a limit to her patience, it was definitely tested aplenty when she worked here >shaking her head, she continues further to an area designated as ‘Workshop’ >SD-H takes his time to look around, certain that the mess left behind would mostly be SD-L's doing >"So, what exactly are you looking for?" >"Ah, well. It's this old thing here." >Irma pulls off a dull olive tarp cover, revealing a vehicle >"... A snowmobile?" >"Y-yeah. The night this place was... y'know... attacked and stuff... I ran off during the day. I thought they might come back... so I wasn't sure if I could spend any time to finish repairs... if I tried coming back later." >"I'm guessing it has a lot of sentimental value for you?" >a soft smile is etched on her face >"Yeah. I'd like finish up with this, i-is it okay? I’ll try not to take too long." >"Take your time. If it’s alright with you, I’ll be resting over here." >”T-Thank you.” - - >some time passes >SD-H’s headband lights are off for the short time he is at rest >his nap is interrupted by another flurry of horrid visions from that night >he jolts awake to see Irma still being occupied with the fixes for the snowmobile >SD-H feels relieved Irma hasn’t noticed him panicking as he returns to wakefulness >checking on his internal clock, he notes that only two hours have passed before heading to the entrance to check on the weather >still overcast enough for him to make his way back >he wanders back to Irma, who is diligently getting the repair done >she notices him while grabbing another tool to shut the vehicle’s paneling properly >”O-oh, H. Um, how long has it been?” >”Two hours.” >”I’m j-just about done. S-sorry for taking longer than I should.” >”No worries. It’s still cloudy outside. Everything okay with it?” >”Y-yeah. It should run just fine now. While it’s pretty rugged, time... has a funny way of messing with things. Fresh rechargeable power cell, new timing chain... I won’t bore you with the details.” >”You’re a drone with many talents.” >”Oh, nah. I had to learn all this stuff from someone. Before I was even on Osmium 4, we were stationed in another snowy planet where these things are fairly commonplace. I g-guess I’ve been around for some time.” >a subtle way of saying she feels old >Irma inserts the key and with a turn, it revs up to life >”There we go.” >”Are you headed back to your current outpost?” >she pauses for a moment >”Hmm...” >”I can fly alongside you and deal with the bears.” >”T-thanks. That’d be great but... there’s some other place I’d like to check up on now that I have this up and running. Mind accompanying me there?” >”Not at all. As long as the clouds are hanging over this area. Where are you headed to?” >a solemn melancholy colors her response >”... An old graveyard.”
>>87761 MD's quality spoiled me. The last episode and a half may have been an empty spectacle but if they had dropped the animation quality, it would had bothered me a lot.
>>87750 everyone is busy, depressed, in burnout, or all three at once. less contents being made. people keep jabbering. arguing and snapping at each other which makes everyone feel more shit. and those who make greens don't get the response for what little they do make so they feel less inclined to actually do things.
not everyone jumped to the plus threads either. or saw the plus threads and didn't wanna be apart of them.
it's just a really sucky time in This side of the fandom right now
>>87740 Thanks a lot,, I spent maybe 50 minutes today, cleaning up from sketch to colour-ready linework is a tedious timesink really. I really plan to finsih it for good in this week tho. >I just love Alice Me too, maybe a bit too much for the good of my studies if I'm honest. Nothing makes me happy like her tho so worth it. Got a few new quite big things in work now, not gonna post WIP since it's bad for motivation I heard, it will surely take a few weeks but if it works out man...
>>87747 Sorry for bad language first. Am tired and drunk a bit I feel the same about Glitch, you phrased it pretty good tho. Always had a 'knowing' that they will experience some commercial/structural trouble once TAdC phizzles out and successors are unable to catch on. They'll be too large for their own good then. I can't predict what will happen then, how they will solve it, too many things I can't consider, but that time would be our best chance for an MD season2. The assets are there, people have experience with it, there are enough story places left to tell several episodes from, many connected. Nothing that would require work intense fight scenes. There is potential
>>87776 >those who make greens don't get the response for what little they do make so they feel less inclined to actually do things. speaking as a contentfag, this is painfully true
>Those were the lines of data scrolling through the top corner of your HUD. >You look up. >You remember you don't need to actually *look* in the direction you want to view your HUD from. >You look up anyways. It keeps your display eyes from straining. >The clicking of boots---boots worn by light, Worker-owned feet you can tell---alarm you now. >The clicking grows louder---gets closer. You close and open your eyes again. >Light no longer blinds you. Your systems finally adapt to the sudden shift from darkness for a nigh-decade to the buzzing, pale light above. >And it's cold. So cold. You can tell why because you're placed at just the perfect spot for a chilling draft to climb up and over your metal before making its way through. . . your tent? >You move your arm to feel the thick, coat-like cloth of the tent that must be protecting you. >The clicking of the boots stops and you look forward. >"You're. . ." A blue-eyed drone. "Awake. You're really awake?" >"Mm. . ." You groggily grunt. >"O-Oh God!" You can tell the voice belongs to a woman. You see her bearing a cross on her chest. You remember seeing something like it before, only bigger. "Doctor---Doctor!" The female drone ran out.
>You shift your head to your right. Your sensors detect a new, sudden warmth just meters away from your bed. >"Who?" >"That's just lovely," the voice of a tall, lanky figure utters. >The tall, shadowy figure walks towards you. They lean over you and your core's beating accelerates. The machinery keeping track of your condition buzzes and beeps. >"Quiet down now," the shadow whispers---its voice distinctly feminine, distinctly sweet, but with venom in every utterance. "I've been watching over you for. . . quite some time now, N." >You search your memories for this voice---for this voice of the woman with short-cut but notably fluffy hair. You can make out that her eyes are yellow and piercing. It's the cloak and coat she wears that masks the rest of her body. >"Call me---" >You know who this is. You know this woman. You know who this voice---this voice *box*---belongs to.
>>87788 I do want to generally interact with the thread more though, so would anyone want to see any particular OC in this?
There's no guarantee I'd be able to write them into it, but just a suggestion of sorts. I've always wanted to try writing others' characters (accurately), though I never have since I felt I'd be stepping on their toes by doing it.
>>87784 >there are enough story places left to tell several episodes from, many connected. Name them. >Nothing that would require work intense fight scenes I think anime fights are too central to the brand by this point.
>>87776 >not everyone jumped to the plus threads either. or saw the plus threads and didn't wanna be apart of them I'm not so sure. We literally have gone through 4 threads where as the /co/ thread is stagnant at 240 posts
>>87795 here's probably still better overall but keep in mind like half of the replies in the last few threads have been whining, arguing, and low quality posts
>>87810 Oo, do you have any general lore/background for Lucy for me to keep wary of? And how old she'd be around the time Murder Drones: The Phantom Pain takes place?
TADC: >one of the most popular shows ever streamed on Netflix >has a whole restaurant in Japan dedicated to it now MD: >*crickets* I-I don't feel so good...
Do you think at least one Solver drone has ever ripped their own headcrab-core out of their chest to escape awkward situations by hiding in a vent or something?
>>87812 nta but Lucy doesn't really have much in the way of lore. afaik this is everything about Lucy that's considered canon: >she's a WD whose calendar is permanently stuck on October 31st so she thinks every day is Halloween >she is obsessed with scaring people >she has "levels" of scariness– starting with cheap, harmless scares like rubber spiders, jumping out and saying "boo!", etc. >if her attempt to scare a target fails, she'll put them on the next level >the levels get increasingly complex and dangerous– stalking, break-ins >later levels often involve psychologically/emotionally scarring the target by bringing their deepest fears to life (ex: showing the target the fake corpse of a loved one)
>>87827 I see. Does she have any particular skills or powers of any kind to assist her, or does she just do a *lot* of planning ahead to make sure her devious schemes don't get thwarted by someone randomly looking her way while she's trying to set up a "prank"?
>>87827 >Lucy breaks into your house one night, intent on scaring you >Thankfully, you're prepared - as she leaps towards you, you hold up your secret weapon >A mirror >The gambit works; Lucy becomes obsessed with scaring this drone staring back out at her, that cheekily mimics her every move until it doesn't >But how can the scarer... scare herself? >Or perhaps, the idea that she might not be able to scare this new opponent is the scariest thing for her?
>>87828 I've seen a couple good greens that use her as a way to analyze the psychology of different OCs and how they react when confronted with their greatest fears, but I agree she needs an overhaul. nothing I or anyone else proposed has stuck though, so odds are she's staying as-is for the foreseeable future
>>87832 I see. That's good to know though. I can definitely imagine a 9-years-to-grow Lucy being a terror and ambiguously-aligned character in The Phantom Pain. . . if she even ends up being aligned with anyone.
>>87829 I don't think there's even a consistent answer to that. she's quick thinking and good at escaping/evading her targets as necessary, and she's skilled enough at deception to trick an SD into killing herself (picrel). she can also use scrounged together materials to make decently convincing props
>>87839 >>87829 What I was going for in those greentexts for Lucy was that she's- >Quite stealthy and able to blend into different colonies. >Good at stealing and cobbling together gadgets/props for her work. >Genuinely doesn't want to hurt anyone as that isn't in the spirit of Halloween. >Gets very excited over spooky things. >A little bit Machiavellian with a tendency to make overcomplicated, dramatic plans. >Not infallible as she sometimes screws up. >Levels 1-3 of her spook-o-meter are typically harmless, levels 4-6 may harm on accident but are definitely non lethal/purely psychological. Level 8... >Bad, bad things happen on level 8. >You do not want to see level 8.
>>87849 Oo, I see. I think she'd make a wonderfully (terrifying) force in The Phantom Pain that just gets worse and worse over time as her schemes are thwarted or resisted.
Seeing the Silent Hill posts make me crave for an AU where The Solver just went full-on Eldritch Horror instead of being a silly little world eating goober
>>87858 I haven't seen any Loafs, there probably will be now since you brought them up. But, just ignore it dude. Never respond, they're just posting that for attention
>>87859 Oh for sure. I have a perfect idea for what the Man on Fire equivalent shall be!
I want this to be less a pure one-to-one remake of The Phantom Pain but it's Murder Drones and rather a Phantom Pain-style plot that follows a hypothetical what-if in Murder Drones.
>>87855 >the monkey paw's finger curls >the Solver is a full on eldritch horror >the Solver is also a grieving mother who outlived all her children and looks to the drones as emotional substitutes, whose phenomenal cosmic powers are being exploited by JCJensen for their own venal purposes
>>87862 I was just using the Man on Fire as an example of what pure horror by Genius Kojumbo looks like. There's also The Sorrow, and Death Stranding's portrayal of the ghost apocalypse.
>>87873 I think she'd have a Catholic school girl theme. And be the 'V' of her trio. That's the idea I have for her for an AU where Lizzy and DD Doll are the main protags and Uzi's a quiet kid who's tied with Lizzy as the most popular girl in school (because everyone thinks she's gonna shoot the place up and want to be her friend so she'll warn them not to go to school that day).
>Left Hand Au >Cyn or Tessa are taken over by the Solver, who mimics their behavior to avoid detection and to grow in power >However the Solver's larps too hard, and begins to actually believe that it is them. Forgetting about previous life >When it's power activates again, it believes that it's a sudden supernatural feature.
>>87898 Negev believes that nobody should go to jail, just shoot them in the head or take off a limb or something. Nobodies got time to watch someone around the clock.
>>87905 United Systems makes it sound more peaceful and weak, while The Federation sounds more like a force to be reckoned with. The full name could be The United Federation of Systems.
>>87890 They enjoy it, secretly tho. It would be something rather intimate anyways, since they are purely aesthetic cept for much higher sensor density and one wouldn't have a reason to touch them.
>>87900 >while Negev is out on supervised release, Beretta wants to watch Starship Troopers with her and Hope >realizes it would be a bad idea to expose her to something with giant bugs >bemoans how she can't have a fun bonding experience with her own sister to Hope
>>87924 Which drone's collarbones would you wanna kiss most? Alice for me, hers are very nicely visible, her confident act and what would translate (on a human)to scandalous cleavage add to it. In general, Alice's on model chest is just beautifull, very attractive, ofc, but also just aesthetically nice to look at.
So late, sorry >>87334 [spoiler]have to deal with 'IT' due to the topic I study, idk the english term for it, have to do an assignment each week and it takes me half a day each time. It shouldn't be like that at all, I despise programming from the bottom of my heart, I have zero interest or passion for it and yet due to retarded formalities I cannot study without that BS. It's gonna be the death of me I swear. Otherwise all good, just been outside too long. Thanks for ask, rant end[/spoiler] >>87337 Needed and noticed em, tjanks
>>87927 >Negev can't play Minecraft because of the spider crawling noises >She tried to power through, but when she broke a block and a silverfish popped out, she threw her monitor across the room >Somehow she's totally fine with EDF, even though the bugs are much bigger and scarier
>>87933 Same chest maybe, but the core inside and head above make all the difference. Good lighting and good visibility are lovely as well >>87934 Heh, I can honestly even see it with canon Alice. What a dream, remember the old Alicegreen? How she sat on your hips, with her weight and warmth, the grinding and undulating then... What's afterwards or around it is even more precious tho, I know it's self inserting but imagining treating her nicely, earning her trust, being there for her emotionally too, she had nothing nice ever. Shit that sounds kinda exploitative, but really I wish she could be happy. Canon Alice would have needed nothing more than a little patience and or mercy, but we got what we got. It could have been different, and Alice didn't send it all downhill.
>Did You Know?: Disassembly Drone Penises Regenerate An Extra Inch When Sliced Off? They Regrow A Few More Inches If The Process Of Losing It Is More Painful, This Is Completely True. Go On Slice Off Your Nearest Disassembly Drones Dick, Use A Dull Knife
>>87932 Any female drone's collarbones, I wish to run my finger on them gently and kiss em. Prom V wore a shoulderless dress (as in there's no shoulder strap) and those BARE collarbones OUT IN THE OPEN LIKE THAT drives me CRAZY.
It started off as a stupid doodle meme of thad in the never goon meme quickly spiraling into my knowledge with fucking art to the test. The pain of an artfag
>George Washington bites down on Uzi with his wooden dentures, shaking the terrified worker drone by the scruff of her neck after she yelled 'bite me' >Uzi pleading for help from N >N watching in horror as his eldritch gf is shaken like a ragdoll, unwilling to raise a hand against an American hero to save Uzi >J nodding her head and smiling as she watches Uzi get her comeuppance >V grinning as she appreciates George's muculature, wondering what the president would be like in bed
Too late to elaborate this tonight anymore, but there was a canonic chance Doll was down in CFL before (likely even with her backwards fall/exploitin Sentinels). Possibly even met Alice, which both canonically survived. If I ever get into writing this will be my first thing, goodnight
>>87967 >The Feds stop Anon, telling him his neighbors have reported him being weirdly close to his drone, doing things like not smacking it when it fails a task, and saying things other than orders to it >He's suspected of human-on-drone relations, a violation of the Marry And Reproduce Act of 2435 >Anon fishes through a file cabinet and pulls out a doctor's note that states that his mental retardation and autism are likely hereditary, and he cannot be allowed to breed >The Fed mutters something about how back in his days surplus men were sent to die in wars for someone else's money or ideals, leaving empty-handed
I can't write for shit but, I'm honestly thinking about potentially writing some dumb male J Juzi fanfic in the future, where this version of Male J is your stereotypical angsty depressed teenager/young adult similar to Uzi who treats working for Cyn/"JCJenson" as a shitty dead-end job (Something like how your typical young adult male views working at McDonalds) instead of the regular J who gives the facade of enjoying "working" for JCJenson, with both Uzi and this alternate version of J beginning to relate over their shitty situations in life.
>>87995 I encourage you to write what you want but would also suggest you just drop Uzi and the alternate J and write about two OC's in your own settings. It'll be much easier to go in whatever direction you want without having to explain the setting. Unless the autism gremlin in your mind (all writers have these) feels really strongly about those character specifically, then go for it Anon.
>>87998 >write about two OC's in your own settings. It'll be much easier to go in whatever direction you want without having to explain the setting. That reminds me of how I wanted to write something else about some random original drone from some other Outpost who decides to work one of the plentiful wrecked cars in Copper 9, My Summer Car style, using the corpses of dead drones for oil and metal.
>you never got the whole coulrophobia thing. >when you heard about that one clown drone that got turned into a DD, it seemed pretty funny at the time >some murder bot painted up like a clown would be too goofy to actually scare anybody >at least that's what you thought >until today. >you'd watched paralyzed with fear as your fellow workers were twisted into balloon animals >compacted by invisible boxes >and pulled into a smiling, razor-toothed maw by a lasso of brightly colored handkerchiefs >you try to run >you're mere feet away from the exit when rapid squeaking footsteps surge down the hallway behind you >the last thing you see is a greasepaint blur and the business end of a comically oversized mallet
Hello my favorite unhinged fandom whats up? Haven't been here a couple months. Whats new? Any games being developed? Cool Green Texts I must check out?