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the bees really have stayed winning with concept/official art since the very beginning

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Wa!

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shoutout to the time in 2021 I was having scary seizurelike episodes that sent me to the neurologist, after having barely slept all week due to being a nervous wreck over my symptoms and shit.

when I sat down to describe what I was going through to the (young, very soft spoken) phys assistant taking my notes I started audibly almost crying . The whole time he’s furiously working on a tablet thing that I assumed he was writing my symptoms down on

in the midst of me having a mild nervous breakdown during my monologue he slowly turns the tablet to me after closing whatever program he had open and just fuckin stare-smiles at me all placidly til I notice the wallpaper the laptop is set to— a lovingly decorated collage of Lord Farquaad from Shrek

once I noticed I stopped dead in my tracks and we sat there staring at another for a solid minute til I broke down wheeze laughing, upon which he picked up the tablet and scurried off wordlessly. I just sat there dumbfounded til the doc showed up. 10/10 doctor experience ngl

I didn’t own a phone at the time to get any proof so this my best artistic recreation

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So there was a second part to the RWBY flowers fan art I did a long time ago that I just remembered hahaaaa

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> go to an online space

> ask the people there whether their resources are international or just for americans

> they laugh and say "they're good resources sir"

> they're for americans

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> go to an online space

> ask the people there whether their resources are international or just for americans

> they laugh and say "they're good resources sir"

> they're for americans

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need to go back to my mecha roots and talk about pilots who see their mechs as their real bodies and how transgender that is

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okay, but can we talk about mech vs mech hacking warfare?

You’re literally reaching into their mechs computer. You know, the thing that’s connected directly to their brain? I’m just saying there’s a lot of potential there that I haven’t really seen.

You know those reward chemicals? The ones that the pilots are pumped full of every time they kill something? You have access to that system. Hell, you have access to all the systems like that. Reward chems? Combat stims? Painkillers? That stuff they put in the mech just in case the pilot starts acting strange and command needs to shut off its brain and let the orders do the work? All you have to do is open a link and you can stretch your hand across the battlefield through the system and squeeze the IV bag. Better yet, you can choose not to. For example, you could start feeding them a baseline dose of synthetic oxytocin and then abruptly cut them off whenever they aim their gun at you.

And then start it back up when they aim it at their former allies

Then there’s the brain-computer interface itself. Blackbox data? That collection of everything the pilot thinks or feels since it got in the mech? Yours. You can know them better than they know themselves, and you can open up a comma channel to tell them just what’s hidden in their subconscious. You can tell them what they’re afraid of. What they want. Why they’re doing this, even if they don’t know why themselves. It was quite an oversight, their organization deciding to keep an open link from their mechs to command in order to monitor pilot status, because now you have their records from back at base too.

The only setting I’ve seen with a lot of mech hacking is lancer. Imagine what would happen if you put it in a setting like armored core or whatever unofficial setting we tumblr mechposters have.

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the promised day feels :’)

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lancer pilot commission for a friend

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animal girl yuri

redraw of maybe what are my favourite drawings ever. not much of a difference looking at it

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I’m always a fan of mech combat’s steel masquerade, of staring down your opponent and seeing nothing but the metal shell meant to kill you and hearing only their taunts crackling over the comms channel, their voice the only part of the human body inside you will ever perceive—

but what about mech pilots that, the second combat gets serious, reach up the the hatch seam and tear open the cockpit, hydraulics and armor screaming in a crescendo of the fights symphony as the dance reaches its climax and the masks come off. Mechs that cut through the dead air of whatever dead world they fight for with a cascade of pneumatic hisses as the armor peels off and clatters to the ground. One hit is all it will take for them. Move fast, hit hard, don’t die unless you’ve killed enough already to make it worth it. Pilots that risk it all to see the totality of the fight around them through eyes both mechanical and organic, to feel the wind in their interface cables and the heat of every near-moss thermite round— to make sure that when they kill someone, they know exactly who killed them.

The dim light of this worlds star has spun around us countless times now as we’ve danced across this plane of blinding snow and crumbling concrete

the crunch of rubble beneath our feet now so familiar it has become nothing but background as we let each other become all that we know

we’ve let the world fade away and all that remains for me is you— and all that remains for you is me. The crack of your rifle is synched with the pounding of my heart

and I can hear you through the comms, breathing in time with the charge and release of my railgun.

It’s in the sounds of gunfire, the hum of the reactor, the soft torrent of shattered debris clattering against my armor. The purpose that I’ve made my truth. That I know your mind is filled with the mirror of

I exist to kill you

I need to show you. Show you how I feel. Kill any doubt of my absolute devotion to your annihilation just as I desire to kill you. I won’t be nothing but the weapon that ends your life

this is me

this is who I am

this is who killed you

You will not die to my organization. You will not die to my railgun. You will not die to my mech

you will die to the person who let herself become nothing but your end. The person whose absolute devotion to this dance burns brighter than the reactor of the weapon she sits inside of, concealed from you and I want you to know that

I won’t let you die with nothing but my mask for company

and so as the reactor surges and servos screech in agony, I mantle my desire and tear away the wall between us.

I can feel the wind on my skin, the sun on my face, the excruciating chill sinking into my flesh

I know that one well-placed shot could splatter every part of my human body over internal mech systems that were never meant to see the light of day like this

but I know you can see it

I know you can see me

all that I am

I give you everything, all of myself, all of the strength as I charge and all of the vulnerability that sits at the center of it. I give you the look in my eyes as my arm pulls back, the lance in its hand hissing as it prepares to ignite. I show you how my eyes see through your own mask as you lower your rifle at the last second and dash out of the way before the building behind where you once stood explodes, your hand already gripping at the edge of your own shell even before you slide to a stop.

Even though one of us will die here, at least I got to see your face for just a moment

at least you got to see mine

I’ll remember this moment, after you’re gone

when all that’s left of you is wreckage and regret

If it must be a parting gift, I’ll give you everything

I love you

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Hey mechposting girlies, can you do something with this? I would, but I'm hyperfixating on writing a gothic-horror OSE sandbox right now.

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your spouse is a wizard/witch and one day they come up to you and tell you they've been hiding their "true form" and decide to show you but instead of a dragon or Eldritch tentacle monster it's just them with a different hair color and more acne.

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Wait

Something's off about this comic by Shen...

There's no way he didn't intend to do this