#FirstTryTechnoChallenge

[choccymilllk]

POOOTATTATYOO FARMER TECHNOBLADE !!!

FOR!!! DAYY!!! TWOOO !!! OF FIRSTTRYTECHNO CHALLENGE 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️✌️✌️✌️✌️👍👍

[mykaeba]

techno and carl for day1 of @first-try-techno-challenge ! ref is that one viggo mortensen pic

[myartsing]

It’s day one of the third edition of the @first-try-techno-challenge and my prompt was techno and eret : )

Fun fact my favourite techno and eret memory is in mcc 5 where techno just hypes up eret the entire time while praying on tommys downfall

Also here is my sketch after 30 minutes:

[hiding-in-the-vault]

@first-try-techno-challenge Day three! I got Techno & Tommy, and The Voices™

[simplepotatofarmer]

counting dogs

my piece for the 'first try techno challenge'! i actually got dream and decided to roll again and combine the next roll which was the hound army! anyway, written with two minutes to spare <3 <3

��There’s no way you know all their names,” said Dream. Despite the heavy armor and his wide-legged, firm stance, the mass of dogs was still pushing him around and he struggled to stand in one place. “I mean, there’s like—”

He paused, clearly attempting to count.

Techno let him, mouth pulled into a grin, one eyebrow shooting up as far as it could go. When the silence stretched on, Techno gave him a little nudge, metaphorically.

“There’s…”

Dream twitched, turning his head towards Techno.

“There’s like, forty of them,” he said. “No way you know all their names, Technoblade.”

“I mean, there’s actually about 180 but who’s countin’. Who’s countin’…” He reached down and scratched one of the dog’s ears as it wagged its tail so excitedly that its whole body went with the tail. “Well, you were but let’s just forget about that.”

“Oh my god…”

Dream’s ears – the only part visible beneath the mask and the hood – turned bright red. It was probably rude to laugh but Techno did anyway, the dogs barking at the sound, working themselves up. Reaching out, Dream caught himself on the wall as one particularly eager dog bowled into him.

“Hey, Em, easy girl,” said Techno, making his way over. The dogs parted for him easily, tails going a mile a minute, accompanied by quiet barks and whines. “See? Nothin’ to it, Dream.”

“Yeah, well, that’s because they’re yours so they listen to you.”

“That is usually how it works, yup.”

“You’re so annoying.” Dream steadied himself. “But there’s seriously no way you’ve named all the dogs.”

Techno held his hands up, chuckling.

“Okay, you got me there, Dream. I haven’t got around to namin’ them all.”

“So you don’t know all their names,” said Dream, tone of voice triumphant, pointing a finger at Techno. “Which means I was right.”

Lightly, Techno smacked his hand away and one of the dogs took the action as an invitation to play, jumping up on Dream eagerly, licking at the mask. Techno was expecting a harsh reaction, had tensed in preparation for it, but Dream only made a noise of vague disgust and pushed the dog away.

“Ah ah ah. I know all the names of the dogs that have names.” Techno knelt, ruffling the fur of the closest dog. “So technically I know all of the dogs’ names.”

“What? No! That’s not—” Dream sputtered, trying to find a way to argue, wanting to argue, and coming up short. “Whatever.”

“So, you admit that you’re wrong.”

He was wrong but Dream would never admit to it.

“Shut up, Techno.”

“That’s what I thought,” he said, patting the dog on the head as he got to his feet.

Dream watched him, head tilted to the side. With the mask, the effect was strange, almost childlike.

“You should let me name a dog.”

“You wanna name a dog?”

It wasn’t an immediate refusal, more like an offer, and Dream straightened.

“Yeah.” A short pause. “Name it… Name it ‘Dream Has a House’.”

Techno laughed, loud and booming, and set the dogs off again. A mass of dog flesh writhed in the small space and Techno reached out, trying to pat each one as best he could.

“Easy, Dice. Easy, Fossilnet. Easy, Max.” After a moment, the barking and whining died down. “Alright, alright, but only for you, Dream.”

[first-try-techno-challenge]

FIRST TRY TECHNO CHALLENGE: PROMPT WEEK

Join Technoblade fans for the week of August 1st to August 7th for the First Try Techno Challenge Event! 

Spin a different prompt wheel each day and share the results of a 30 minute brainstorming/sketching/writing session! If you’d like, you can spend more time and share a final result along with your half-hour “first try!”

Technoblade and Friends,  Technoblade Versions,  Situations,  Design Prompts,  All

[theposeknowsart]

08-01-2023: Day 1 submission for the First Try Technoblade Challenge! I got rivalsduo!

I traced the pose from this Tumblr post from @droolingdemon

This is because I am still learning anatomy! And I am terrible at poses! And the time limit was 30 minutes!

It was cool to experiment with shading as emphasis for each character's identity piece and I really like how it turned out!

[thekittymuffin]

Day 5!!! These dudes sure are in a situation (they're just chilling) (if I had more time Tommy would be rapidly approaching to disturb this peace)

There are a couple thumbnails in pencil at the top cause I needed some brainstorming also omg techno and Phil are so tiny

[writing-oof]

I’m a Farmer, Not a Babysitter (oops)

Day Two: Potato Farmer Technoblade! He’s certainly a dude!

I ended up with two stories I couldn’t pick from in the thirty minutes, so here they are!

Farmer Techno (tw: Wilbur is dead)

"This is about Wilbur?" Technoblade asks.

"Yes," the social worker says, "We've tried to get in contact with your father, but we couldn't reach him."

"What's wrong?"

"We do our best to keep families together, Mr. Craft," the woman says, "We wanted to see if Philza has any interest in taking custody of Fundy, as his mother has denied it."

"Who?" Techno asks, and the phone is silent for a beat too long.

"Wilbur Soot's son?"

Techno bluescreens/

"Wilbur doesn't have a son," he says, but really he wouldn't know. Wilbur wasn't exactly showing up to the family reunions. Neither was Techno, for that matter.

"He did," the woman says, and that's that.

---

The farm isn't really suited for a kid.

There's dangerous experiment around every corner, and the chickens have already tried to peck Fundy to death, sniffing the fox under his skin. Fundy, still the weirdest kid Techno's ever met, decided he loved them almost immediately after that, and he hasn't stopped trying to break into the coop since.

Technoblade's lucky that Ranboo was looking to take more hours around the farm, milking the cows and mucking the stables and tending the crops more in that first week than he probably ever has in his life.

Fundy isn't old enough for him to leave unsupervised, especially since he's prone to turning into a fox and squirming through the hole under the baseboards in the kitchen like a snake.

Ranboo's a godsend those first few weeks, taking up the bulk of the labor around the farm and still making time to entertain Fundy for a few hours while Techno makes dinner and tries to figure out what the hell he's supposed to do now.

He's not a dad, and he never wanted to be one. There's a reason his only contact with kids was the schoolkids who came by to milk cows twice a month.

Fundy needs so much that Techno just doesn't know how to provide. He cries, sometimes, and Techno tries to comfort him as best as he can. He makes Fundy's room the safest space in the house and fills it with everything Fundy wants, from toys he saw on their four-channel-television, to photos of the parents he'll never see again.

It gets easier as the weeks draw on and Fundy talks to him more, tells him stories about his life with Wilbur before they lost everything. Techno listens, comforts when he needs to, and does his best to make his house a home.

But, as the month draws to a close, the summer slipping by in a blur of grief and fireworks, Techno's reminded that he's going to have to get back to the farm. Ranboo has school and, even if he didn't, Techno feels awful seeing how exhausted he is at the end of the day.

The farm's a big job, especially for a high schooler.

If Ranboo were any less worried about being alone with Fundy, he'd probably ask him to babysit instead.

As it is, Techno has to scour the area for anyone who would be willing to watch a hybrid kid on the outskirts of the city.

The first person he considers, a florist named Hannah, can't be away from the city for as long as he needs.

The next spends way too long comparing Fundy to the kind of foxes she shoots in the autumn for Techno to anything but throw her out of the house.

By the time he's met his fifteenth option, Technoblade has almost given up.

He asks Ranboo, just to see, if he knows anyone who'd be willing to watch a hybrid.

The next day, Technoblade has the most intense interview of his life.

…

Tommy hits it off with Fundy immediately.

In the thirty minutes he spends answering questions, Fundy's already declared him his uncle twice. It's an improvement, from the last sitter he tried to bite no less than four times.

…

Technoblade is pretty sure that Tommy isn't human.

He doesn't know how to bring it up, but his chickens have some sort of sixth sense for these things and they guard their eggs around Tommy like he's bound to snatch them up.

…

Tommy slots himself into their lives like he was always there.

Techno thinks that, if he were here, Wilbur would have called Tommy his little brother.

Instead, Technoblade calls him Theseus.

Instead, Technoblade sets up the third room for when Tommy doesn't want to bother heading back into the city.

Instead, Technoblade welcomes him home.

.

.

Fundy Thievery (tw: sad boi hours)

Two hours in and Fundy has to concede that it really *is* just a farm.

There's no secret room full of Wither skulls, or a chest full of weapons and totems.

There's a few hundred full of potatoes, though. Fundy grabs a few stacks to squirrel back to his den, the crow looking at him judgmentally.

Fundy flicks it off. It chortles, a mocking laugh, and settles into his hair.

When he reaches the treeline, the bird finally fucks off back to its nest, not following him home like he'd worried it might.

…

Fundy comes back the next day.

He doesn't want to. He wouldn't if he could avoid it, but he knows Techno has health pots somewhere and his arm still won't bend the way he needs it to.

He'd tried to shift only once, but he's pretty sure that only made it worse, a screaming pain from his elbow to his wrist.

So, stealing from his sort-of-uncle it is.

He's just lucky the dogs don't lunge for him, and that the crows seem content to keep their silence.

At least, no one's come tearing into his den with an axe, so he figures they haven't said anything, to Philza or to Techno.

[chomfoolery]

@first-try-techno-challenge version 2 day 1 babey let’s go ‼️‼️‼️ i picked techno & his pets, here’s a very messy doodle that i’d really like to come back to in the future‼️‼️‼️

[choccymilllk]

DAY SEVEN-- hound army and rest

i think hound army includes Steve too since he's the main character 👍👍✌️✌️‼️‼️💥💥💥💥

i think this is the first ever challenge ive fully completed this feels so insane,,,

[mykaeba]

(very late) day 3 of @first-try-techno-challenge ! i got techno and steve + butcher army and aftermath,,, hc that steve went and helped him get in the house?

[myartsing]

Day three of the @first-try-techno-challenge my prompt was Wilbur and techno and bloody (watergun )battle (against phil and Tommy)

and of course my sketch after thirty minutes:

[hiding-in-the-vault]

Day 2 of @first-try-techno-challenge !! I got Antarctic Empire Techno for this one :p

[blocky-tides]

first try techno challenge: day 6 prompt: technoblade life/death/respawn

a heavy scent of pine and holly laid in the air when techno woke up, odd considering the castle normally smelled like stone, spruce, wet snow, and whatever foods the kitchen was cooking that day.

grumbling at the thought of waking up he reluctantly sat up, stretching his arms out, wincing as his joints let out a series of cracks. once out of bed, techno did his morning routine of half an hour of stretching and light exercise, changing into his daily wear before walking out to his sitting room where his breakfast was waiting on the table.

it was a traditional breakfast of eggs, sausage, pancakes, and abnormally large serving of potatoes. the table had a new centerpiece made from boughs of holly and pinecones with three taper candles at its center.

techno made the realization that this would be the first time he would be celebrating yule as the ruler of his kingdom.

context/brainstorming:

technoblade is the ruler of the antarctic empire, he was the leader of the rebel fraction overthrowing the previous corrupt emperor through several bloody battles and careless battle plans the empire was won within three years. techno and philza are immortal. the only reason why phil is not the emperor is because he is too adventurous and takes long trips to the middle of nowhere (and to visit his wife).

life - later on in this scene techno would be joined with the rest of the sbi and his other friends to celebrate his first major holiday as emperor together.

death - would come when techno realizes about 15-20 years into his reign that he is stagnating, struck by the societal pressure of the crown. trains up an successor and bails out further north where no one can interact with him for a solid century.

respawn - tommy, after getting immortality somehow (everyone is confused how this happened), shows up on techno's doorstep angry that he hasn't been responding to his letters for the past five years (look he was busy building up his potato farm! and some things may have slipped his mind). tommy makes himself at home and techno can't really throw him out. tommy would only back with a vengance.

[first-try-techno-challenge]

Join Technoblade fans for the week of October 1st to October 7th for the 3rd edition of the First Try Techno Challenge Event! 

Spin a different prompt wheel each day and share the results of a 30 minute brainstorming/sketching/writing session! If you’d like, you can spend more time and share a final result along with your half-hour “first try!”

Technoblade and Friends,  Technoblade Versions,  Situations,  Design Prompts,  All