model-tk31
model-tk31
形式番号TK31
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model-tk31 · 7 years ago
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Megaman binge sketch 5 
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model-tk31 · 7 years ago
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I love,, this transition
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model-tk31 · 8 years ago
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I’ve done some fake screenshot of Mega Man in the style of Neon Genesis Evangelion~ ✨
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model-tk31 · 8 years ago
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when someone grossly misinterprets your fav and somehow it is popular and somehow more well-liked than their complex canon personality and storyline
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model-tk31 · 8 years ago
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huh. never know this til now
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model-tk31 · 8 years ago
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model-tk31 · 8 years ago
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Pandora’s Box
Chapter1 – Clockwork Apple (Rated G)
               -Decrepit Library-
Neo Arcadia treats me well.
(Notes: Reploids of TK31’s rank do not receive names or honors, however, they are decently privileged. This is due to models like TK31 being sentient reploids rather than robotic weapons. When not on a mission or running maintenances and errands in Neo Arcadia, he had enough free time to make companions, collect his thoughts, and take rests. This is different from Pantheons, who have very limited thinking power and no emotions. Pantheons are built to be disposable soldiers, while Neo-Arcadian reploids are usually given more delicate tasks. TK models are built to be well-rounded in all types of work, making them useful in field work where they would face changing conditions.)
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Gather data. Nothing more.
The order rang in TK31’s head. It was a very straightforward task, and he was content to oblige.
Don’t ask questions or seek unnecessary knowledge.
Good. That made the task simple and orderly.
TK31 walked near the front of his group, led by Harpuia, who was their commander for the day. Their even pace made a uniform rhythm that TK31 loved- neat and in-time. The sound of order.
Harpuia came to a stop in front of a rusty corridor that stretched out for quite a way. TK31 and his group members looked eagerly into the corridor in anticipation of beginning their task. Harpuia turned to face them. “Please proceed from here. Recon reported that there are three main corridors from here, with several rooms. Take care that you know your way back here. Most books that you find will be heavily damaged by the water damages, so opt for intact electronic records. If you find any items that look like they can still be used, alert me. Go.” The team scattered and began their search.
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This room seems promising.
It wasn’t. TK31 moved on to search another room. Books and other ancient archives littered the floor, cracked, torn, decaying. Seismic activity had probably rocked the facility at some point, because not a single item remained in the shelves. He knelt over the documents and deftly overturned them. Encyclopedias. Charts of geomagnetic activities. A bestiary?
The bestiary lay with its pages splayed open after he tossed it aside. For a reason he could not understand, he reached for it again, and peered over some of the pages that threatened to fall out. “Banded Kestrel: Extinct. Greater Kestrel: Extinct… It was at Mourning Dove that TK31 realized his error and scornfully tossed the book again. Stop. He went to search another room.
Gather data. Nothing more.
The next room that he found himself in was smaller and the floor was littered with old holo-disks. There were large dusty holo-monitors on the far wall, with a holo-disk sticking partially out of its input socket. TK31 froze. The monitors were still lit, likely running on some of the power left in the facility. Frozen on one was a figure he recognized at once.  X! X? Something was different, but he couldn’t figure out just what it was. He pulled the disk from its socket and examined it. The monitor flickered. The portion of the holo-disk that had been in the device was fairly pristine. This was the type of record Harpuia was seeking. He wasn’t sure if what drove him to replace the disk in the socket, but he would curse his impulse for the rest of his existence…
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model-tk31 · 8 years ago
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I found an illustration of Elpis that the original art book didn’t have of him, it’s in the art of the CD, and I think the creators really did like him (why else would he have 3 related audio dramas and the resistance soldier theme in full chorus performance) anyhow, it made me happy. Their interviews about Zero 2 also indicated that they liked him and wanted his initial interaction with Zero to be awkward and a bit funny.
It’s funny that the creators liked him and yet the entire fanbase just wants to point and scream “x killer” (x was basically dead anyhow, he sacrificed his body to seal dark elf and wasn’t going to ever wake up)
I think about this constantly
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model-tk31 · 8 years ago
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(wingless ver.) alt joke: elpizo en el piso
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model-tk31 · 8 years ago
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παραπλάνησε ηγέτης
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model-tk31 · 8 years ago
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elpis doodle/col. practice
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model-tk31 · 8 years ago
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ざんねん! =w=
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model-tk31 · 8 years ago
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The Endeavors of TK31 -excerpt-
Work for the day was finally done. Elpis collapsed into his cot and bunched the sheets up to his chest. Then he pushed his head into his pillow. But he could not sleep, as unwelcome notions came to haunt him.
In spite of all his confidence regarding his upcoming military operations, a secret doubt was eating away at his health and mood. But he never acknowledged that failure was possible for him… but that hidden doubt was there. Instead Elpis mistook his fatigue and moodiness as products of stress.
Or, he thought bitterly, I might be breaking down somewhere. It’s not like Neo Arcadia would have built me to last, he thought bitterly.
Then again, it couldn’t be that. He hadn’t been just another peon of Neo Arcadia. He at least had been given a serial number and sentience, and was trusted to handle sensitive data. Pantheons and other soldier-level mechaniloids were not so fortunate. Like others of his rank, he was given time to rest, time to socialize. And…
Covertly he slid his gloved hand into the front of his pants.
Reploids were long ago deemed (nearly) equal to mankind. And though procreation was obviously impractical for a reploid body, most models featured genitalia modeled after that of human beings for cosmetic and pleasurable purposes. His body was no exception. Although… Neo Arcadia had since changed its policies regarding social statuses of humans and reploids. The newest models’ bodies… He wasn’t sure.
No matter. Neo Arcadia wouldn’t exist much longer. I promised Ciel I’d wait for her to complete her research first. But… The timing to strike was perfect. Again memories of the day he fled came flooding back, along with all the pain and shock of being sent for execution. He could have fought back then and there, if only he had the power…! Even with one pilfered baby elf in his possession, he’d have nowhere near enough power to fight alone.
By now he had stroked his cock to a stand. The agony and anger from his memories made him desperate to focus on the distraction. He gingerly removed his gloves and tossed them aside, and lowered his pants – only low enough that he’d be able to cover up should anything interrupt him now. That would be mortifying.
Elpis firmly gripped his erect penis in one hand and placed his other thumb along his perineum and massaged his balls. He arched his hips up and rapidly pumped, gasping at once when a spasm of pure nervous pleasure ran through his body. He half consciously began to buck his hips akin to the motion of his hands and pant. He almost allowed a yelp to escape his lips but bit down on the urge, even though the resistance base’s walls probably would have contained the sound… To think that at one time only humans had such pleasures. It wasn’t fair.
…With one final gasp he reached his climax, and his semen spattered over his face and uniform. His vision had stars flying around it for a moment. Everything felt so right, so perfect, even if it was for just a few minutes. Exhausted, he grabbed a towel and weakly wiped his synthetic seed away, and fell into his cot once more. But this time, he had cleared his worries and ambitions …for the day. He feebly pulled the covers over himself. Soon after he fell into a blissful sleep and this once, the squall in his heart did not at all taint his dreams.
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model-tk31 · 10 years ago
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- ἐλπίς-
maybe I’ll make a set for the 8 judges and guardians, too! Or not. Mostly I just wanted to make a card of Elpizo.
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model-tk31 · 10 years ago
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-TK31-
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