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dronebiscuitbat · 1 year ago

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Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 22)

Uzi did finally get that baby bag.

It wasn't much, a glorified swaddle made from a purple blanket that wrapped around her torso so that Tera could rest at her side without pulling while she walked around. It had been almost scary, she'd seen new mothers walk around with them all the time when she was younger.

And now… here she was, baby strapped to her side as she went home. Home as in, her dad's apartment, her apartment, or maybe not anymore, after today.

N had gone off to pick up the newly made crib early that morning, yes morning. Neither of them had needed to go outside for a least a week, and they're schedules were starting to cycle back into what other drones would consider normal.

But even then it gave them a little time to talk about how raising Tera was going to work.

Her room in her apartment was too small to raise a baby in, it was almost too small for her, with stuff just shoved unceremoniously wherever there was room. It was too messy, and dangerous! Her railgun was still in peices on the couch, and while it was broken there were still several parts that could discharge and hurt someone.

Which left N's apartment, which had plenty of room, as it was nearly empty, he'd brought in the very little stuff he owned (blankets, pillows and plush toys) but all of that easily fit in the bedroom with plenty of room to spare.

Plenty of room for her stuff.

And that thought on it's own made her fluster, they'd spent plenty of nights together, especially recently. But it had always been under the pretense that she'd be going back home eventually. That she didn't live there.

Robo-god she was about to see her dad. Her dad which had zero context for what she was about to unleash on him. That her and N were together now, that he had a granddaughter, that she was… moving out.

So much had happened this week. Hell, so much had been happening almost every week. And all of it was stressful, wether it be life threatening or just life changing, it seemed like after years of nothing happening, it was all catching up with her with everything happening at once.

“Doorman?” A voice she recognized, a voice she really didn’t want to see, preferably ever, but especially not right now, with Tera awake and babbling from her bag.

“What is it Lizzy?” She deadpanned, not bringing any attention to the baby strapped to her side even though that was clearly what caught the other drones attention, her pink eyes locked to the bag in surprise.

“Oh shit, that was actually your kid?” Lizzy immediately asked, making Uzi roll her eyes as she remembered that Lizzy was the one that had initially exposed her.

“Yup. This is Tera.” Admitting it at first felt strange, like her tongue had wanted to reject it, but it quickly settled into contentment, yeah, this was right. And honestly, trying to make Lizzy feel bad about something felt too good to say anything else.

“I had wanted to keep some things private, but somebody took a picture of us bringing her home.” Yeah she wasn't going to let Lizzy get away with that without a jab or two, she'd caused a bigger headache than what was already happening, and Uzi was itching for some revenge, even if it was just light teasing.

“Oh come on! Like you wouldn't have done the same thing.” She snapped back, although she sounded less bratty than usual, although wether that was V's influence or the fact a baby was present was unclear.

“Snapped a picture, totally, blackmail is blackmail, immediately post it to every inbox in range… No.” She replied, not wanting this conversation to last much longer than it had to, she didn't particularly like Lizzy, her being a main source of her suffering for a long time.

She just needed to get that jab in.

Lizzy just scoffed, looking her up and down and crossing her arms as if searching for something, probably something else to mock her for, Uzi found herself rolling her eyes again, turning to walk away from her and the conversation before Lizzy started talking again.

“Sorry or whatever, I thought you were just babysitting or something. Didn't think it'd be a big deal.”

Holy Shit, was Lizzy apologizing?

“Uh.” Honestly Uzi wasn't sure how to respond, she'd wanted her to feel bad sure, but she wasn't sure if that was even possible, and she'd never in a million years think she'd be hearing Lizzy apologize.

“Yeah, sure.” Is what came defensively out of her mouth as she walked away, Tera blew a raspberry at Lizzy from the bag, giggling when she got pink hollow eyelights in return.

Okay, so maybe she could keep her edginess and still be motherly figure to Tera, that hadn't occurred to her as an option, a part of her thought she'd become a different person, and maybe she was around N and Tera behind closed doors, but here? She didn't feel soft, she felt like she always did, slightly bitter, like licorice.

She passed more drones on her way, some didn't seem to notice her which was absolutely fine with her, but some definitely did, stopping and staring at the neighborhood goth carrying around a giggling baby in a cute little purple swaddle.

She could understand why they were staring, it was quite the image, but it didn't mean she had to like it.

Tera on the other hand was loving the attention, each set of eyelights on her produced another laugh and some rolling that had Uzi holding the side of the bag so she wouldn't roll out onto the floor.

One drone was a little too obvious for Uzi's liking, staring at the bag like it would suddenly come to life and harm him.

“Hey! Stop staring and mind your business!” She turned to the guy, who immediately looked scared out of his mind, his purple eyelights hollowing as he nodded.

“Yes ma’am sorry!” He raised his hands before scampering away with his tail between his legs, if he had one, that is.

She smirked a little before moving on, it was a powerful feeling, to scare someone off, and it was satisfying as well, she didn't like the way he was looking at her baby.

She finally, finally reached where she wanted to be, well not wanted, she wanted to be anywhere else. But where she needed to be.

She knocked. Which was weird because it was her door, she had the key to get in whenever she wanted. But it still felt like the right thing to do at the moment, she heard shuffling from the other side of the heavy steel, great, her dad was home.

Her dad, the one who'd left her to die, the one who left her alone to cry herself to sleep after her mother died, the main reason her core had such heavy shielding protecting the softness inside. Why her first instinct to any problem was to yell at it, or turn to science to better choose violence.

She held a lot of resentment towards him, something she'd shown time and time again, a part of her wanting to hurt him the same way he'd been hurting her. But she could never bring herself to hate him, not when she did still have memories of him being a halfway decent father, holding her when she'd have nightmares, giving her piggyback rides, being the first one to teach her about mechanics, and give her her first toolset.

“Coming!” Khan shouted, he'd been drafting of some blueprints. Not of doors, but of something for N, if he wanted it.

A cap for his tail, made out of solid steel and form fitting, so it slid right over the needle, it was just a concept for now, he didn't have the exact measurements of his tail and he wasn't even sure N would want something like that, he seemed to have good control over it. But if Khan had a tail with a stinger, he'd want to make sure his infant daughter couldn't accidentally grab it, just to be safe.

So really it was gift for Tera, but, nonetheless.

He opened the door, surprised to see his daughter of all drones knocking, she never knocked, she lived here!

“Uzi? Why'd you knock? Did you lose your key?” He tilted his head in confusion before his eyes followed the strap of the baby bag, he blinked, and tiny purple eyelights blinked back.

“I-is that?” His voice almost immediately turned warbly, he didn't hadn't ever seen Tera before, he didn't realize how much she looked like his daughter, at least when she was also a pillbaby.

“That's Tera Dad, can I- can I come in?” Her voice sounded muted, not like the fiery rebellious drone he'd come to know as his daughter, he moved out of the way wordlessly, eyes still trained on the tiny droneling at her side.

She was giggling at him, rolling madly in an attempt to escape her confines, Uzi dipped her arm into the bag and lifted her up into her arms.

“Stop squirming Jellybean, or you're gonna fall.”

Tera was just happy for the attention attempting to roll more even though she was trapped in Uzi's hands. She sighed.

“Sorry, she has a lot of energy.” She smiled warily at her dad, who looked like his core had been ejected and thrown halfway across the room.

All he could see was his wife, the first month or two they had Uzi and she was a cryer, there were no moments of silence in the Doorman household, if Uzi was left alone for even a millisecond she'd begin to wail which meant either Nori or himself would have to be with her at all hours.

And Uzi shared her mother's stress lines, looking a little bit worn out but satisfied and happy, eye's shining with so much raw affection for the child in her arms that Khan knew, without another word spoken, that he had a granddaughter.

“That's quite alright dronelette…” He managed to force out the words, hopefully without sounding too strained, he wanted Uzi to feel comfortable enough to talk to him, to tell him things. Even if she thought he didn't like it.

And a part of him didn't, she was 18, not quite even an adult yet but her birthday was coming up soon. And dammit she was still his daughter, watching her grow up this much in such a little amount of time was harrowing, and only reminded him of how much he'd missed while wallowing in his grief.

Another part of him was almost giddy, a granddaughter, a granddaughter, it was honestly something he never even hoped to have, Uzi had never been one to make freinds, much less romantic connections.

“Yeah- uh, this is Tera, N's daughter.” She repeated, obviously nervous and tired. Khan wondered if N looked equally run down. And if perhaps Tera was the same level of clingy Uzi had been.

“I wanted you to meet her, since I've been spending so much time with the both of them…”

He could only bring himself to smile and nod, but wanted to freeze as Uzi came toward him and outstretched her arms, he clumsily stepped forward and took the tiny droneling into his arms, core stopping for a moment.

“She learns names pretty quick, oh, and she's a hugger, so uh, beware.” She warned, still seemingly nervous, he was sure he'd know exactly why soon, although he had a feeling he might already know.

Khan looked down at the baby, which felt like lead in his hands as she smiled up at him, weirdly silent considering all the babbling he'd just heard.

“Tera, this is Khan.” Uzi spoke softly to the baby, standing beside her father as he looked like he was about keel over. “He's my dad.”

Tera's smile grew bigger, although she didn't attempt to say his name, perhaps more than a single letter was too much for her. Instead she blew a goofy raspberry, rolling around in his arms for a moment before rolling into him, giving him a hug.

Tears sprung up in his eyes as something in his core snapped, he held her closely, and a sniffle escaped his voice box before he could stop himself.

“Dad?” Uzi sounded slightly worried for him, she'd known he'd might have some kind of reaction to seeing Tera, but this was a little more then she'd expected.

“I-I'm alright! I just-” He blinked away the tears and tried to steel himself, thoughts running a mile a minute. “I see why you warned me. Hah…”

“Yeah… you should have seen V, you could see the exact second her core melted.” Khan only could nod, the droneling now pressed up against him made a chirping noise, happy and content at any love given to her.

“But ah…that's uh, not the only reason I came here, just to… introduce you to a droneling that… that you're not gonna see often. You are gonna see her often, A-at least I hope you do, C-cause she's not just N's… she's-she's mine… too.” She rambled and sputtered as she tried to find the words to say, Khan felt himself smiling as she continued, she was expressing a want to have him around, that he wouldn't be mad. That'd he'd want to be-

“She's your granddaughter… dad.” She finished, looking more stressed then ever, like he could ever possibly tell her that he didn't want to be in her life anymore.

He winced as he remembered all the times he did indirectly. Leaving her alone so he could throw himself into another project, neglecting the one person he still had as family simply because she looked too much like Nori to look in the eye.

And she really looked like her now.

He looked back down at Tera, at his granddaughter, and felt himself begin to tear up again. She was smiling at him, babbling and cooing up at him as he launched forward and hugged his daughter with all his might.

He felt her tense, then, thankfully, she relaxed, mindful of the child as she curled up in his arms much like she did when she was little, and she'd needed comfort from a nightmare. He felt her visor press against his chest, breathing shaky, like she herself was about to cry.

How could he have left her, how? What kind of parent was he that he left his own daughter? What kind of man?

And how could she have ever forgiven him? He knew he could never forgive himself.

“I'm sorry dronelette, I'm so so sorry.” He cracked out, petting her hair, he felt some kind of pressure on his back, her hand most likely, and she almost laughed, though it sounded pained.

“I'm still… so angry at you.” She admitted, slowly, though not pulling away. And he felt more pained steel settle in his core, he deserved this… whatever she needed to say. If she needed curse at him, to hit him even, he'd deserve it, although he hoped she wouldn't in front of Tera.

“But I missed you more.”

And thats all it took for them both to sob like newborns, her face burying into his shoulder as she let years worth of coiled pain escape her, despite all she'd done, how much she'd grown, she was still 18, still much a kid herself.

And they remained like that for some time, at least until Tera got uncomfortable being sandwiched between them and began to fuss, which finally ended the long overdue hug between father and daughter.

“H-here, give her to me.” She stammered out, either slightly embarrassed or still a little emotional, and Khan did as he was told, handing daughter back to mother.

She rocked her until she stopped fussing, and Khan led them both to the couch with his hand, still recovering himself.

She flopped on the couch like she carried the entire weight of the world on her shoulders, Tera held gingerly until she was placed between them do she could freely roll around, which she did happily.

“I'm assuming that means N is my son in law now?” He chuckled out, trying to lighten the somewhat oppressive mood that had settled over them. She blushed heavily, sputtering out a surprised response.

“We're not- he's- uh… He's my… boyfriend now yeah.”

He laughed, even though he saw it coming a mile away, he thought he might be more upset about it then he was, but N had more than proven Uzi was his priority, even over himself at times.

“And you need help moving your stuff out?” He continued, smiling through the small amount of pain the thought caused him, she was growing up, but if that hug had shown him anything, she still needed her dad, and he couldn't ignore that, he wouldn't, not anymore.

Next ->

#murder drones #biscuitbites #nuzi #uzi doorman #serial designation n #n and uzi #even though N isn’t even here #Khan becomes a grandpa #he takes it about as well as you expect

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tadc-and-md-sideblog · 4 months ago

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"When Your Boyfriend's Also Your Best Friend"

Chapter 2: A Date in the Clouds Because Gravity is Overrated

The second the final bell had rung, Uzi was dragging N down the halls and out the door, heading straight for her family’s apartment. She wasn’t overly eager to stop by home— both her parents were a bit… iffy about her relationship with N, a technical murder drone— but she had to drop off her stuff so they could properly enjoy their soon-to-come date in the clouds. N did, too.

He’d been staying with them most nights, having not really wanted to return to the giant spire of corpses he and the others had built before. Some nights he chose to spend outside somewhere, and Uzi would worry a little, but he'd always come back, and nothing would change.

“Hey, gimme your backpack,” she said, snatching the bag out of N’s hands. “I’ll just run in and drop everything off myself. Be right back!” She held up her arms and wiggled her fingers. With a sheepish smile, N bent over slightly so she could take his face in her hands and give him a quick peck on the forehead.

Then she dashed off into the house, yelling to her parents inside, “In and out! No time for chats!”

N waited outside for a grand total of eight seconds before Uzi came tearing back out, a wild grin on her face. “Race ya to the moon!” she challenged, her eyes gleaming, before she whipped out her raggedy wings and blasted off into the sky.

He stared up after her with an open-mouthed smile of delight, then shot up after her.

It only took him a moment to catch up with her, where she was twirling and whooping her way through the roaring winds. “Perfect day for it!” she hollered once she caught sight of N flying beside her.

He laughed, reaching out his hands to grab hers. For a few seconds the two spun around in a circle, staring giddily right into each other’s faces before flinging one another off through the air, Uzi’s unhinged cackling echoing through the air.

“I used to think clouds were made of fluff,” N called to her as they slowed to a glide overtop the clouds, the stars and other planets gleaming above them. “Like, so we could sit on them or eat them or something.”

“I thought that, too.” Uzi tilted her wings to drift a bit closer to him, her tail reaching out to intertwine with his. “Other times I thought they were made of poison.” She snickered. “And I’d daydream about collecting them in a bunch of bottles so I could unleash them on other planets.”

N shook his head, laughing. “You’re funny.”

Uzi smiled, a twinkle reentering her eyes. “I do wish we could touch them, though. We could have, like, a snowball fight, but with cloud fluff.”

Her boyfriend chuckled again, then suddenly twisted and swept one wing down through the clouds, stirring them up to blast in Uzi’s face. “Who says we can’t?” he called gleefully.

“Oh, you—” She dove to try and catch him as he zipped away. Being the more experienced flyer of the two of them, he managed to evade her grasp for a couple minutes as the two weaved and dipped through the clouds. Uzi kept an eye on the soft yellow glow through the dark, so she never lost sight of him.

Finally, although he probably had just decided to let her catch up, she shot ahead and grabbed him by the backs of his shoulders. “Gotcha!” she yelled triumphantly.

He giggled.

Uzi settled a little more, switching her hold to his wings instead as she let her own retract. “You got me?” she asked.

“I got you,” he affirmed, then reached around and took her hand. She jumped off his shoulders as he let her dangle just by one arm for a moment, then swung her up to hold her bridal style. They smiled at one another as he extended his wings again to a gentle glide once again, as close to hovering as he could.

“You good?” she asked more quietly.

“I’m good!” N grinned his happy little puppy grin, the one that always made Uzi want to fall over and die of cuteness overload. “I liked being at school with you. I can show you some of the other things I drew when we get home.”

She liked the sound of that.

“You good?” He returned the question.

Uzi looked at him, all bright eyes and bright smiles, arms wrapped tightly around her, the light from the other planets reflecting on his face. She wrapped her own arms a little more snugly around his neck and put her head down against his shoulder. “I’m good,” she said honestly.

They continued to drift quietly for a few minutes. Uzi adjusted N’s hat and poked repeatedly at his other shoulder for no reason. They talked about school a bit more, about assignments they were dreading, about potentially pulling some kind of prank on the entire building, about convincing the teacher to go on another, lower stakes field trip, about the next prom.

“So where do you go on the other nights?” she asked, finally jumping out of his arms as she spread her own wings again.

N shrugged. “The spire. Sometimes just the woods.”

“Do my parents make you uncomfortable?” She flew in a mini loop.

He paused, awkwardly reaching up to adjust his hat and scratch the side of his head. “Maybe a little, sometimes. I don’t think they like me. I like them a lot, though!” He beamed. “Your mom is a lot like you. And your dad’s a lot nicer to you now.”

“I’m sure they’ll warm up to you sooner or later.” Uzi floated closer to take his face into her hands again. “No one can resist such a face.” She gave him another kiss on the forehead, then cartwheeled away through a cloud.

A stolen glance over her shoulder told her he was blushing. A moment passed, then he folded his wings a little to catch up with her, where he instantly grabbed onto her and pulled her tight into a hug. They spun around together, laughing. “I love you!” he practically squeaked into her shoulder.

Uzi could’ve bubbled over in feelings. “You’re such a dork!” she yelled back, pulling away a little to shake him by the shoulders. “I love yoouuu!”

The words reverberated around them.

They continued to spin, both with wings out, still in each other’s arms.

“You forgive me for stabbing your hand when we first met, right?” N asked.

“Duh. Plus I did the same to you later.” Uzi snickered. “Do you forgive me for decapitating you that time?”

“Of course. Most people I know have done it at some point.” He smiled, perfectly relaxed.

“What a world of people.” Uzi booped him on the face. He reached out to tug her hat further down on her head so it didn’t fall off.

“When we get back, I’m gonna draw a friend for Bingo,” she said. “What should its name be?”

“You decide!”

“Dude, I don’t like coming up with names.”

“You can do it! I believe in you!”

“Uh… what other songs about dogs are there?”

“Um… Ooh! Clifford?”

“I used up all my red markers on my ceiling ramblings.”

“Aw. Um… uh…”

“I’ve got it!” Uzi let go of N with one hand to snap her fingers. “Snoopy! Have you watched Charlie Brown? I think you’d like it.”

“That’s a cute name!” N shifted a shoulder. “I watched some cartoons once, but I don’t remember that one.”

“It’s super old, same as the others.” Uzi glanced down to check how high off the ground they were. “I only watched it when I was little. Humans made it like a thousand years ago, but it was popular enough to survive in the records.”

“We should watch it soon.” N followed her gaze to the ground.

“Yup!” Uzi let him go, lifting her wings higher to catch the wind. “As for tonight—” She grinned mischievously. “Ready to finish up season 1 of Sword Art Online?”

He whimpered, hollow-eyed. “You keep making me scared of it. Does everyone die?”

“You’ll seeeee!” Uzi began to circle back down towards the ground. “Be afraid. Be veerryyy afraid.”

N circled down after her. “I’ll bring the batteries!”

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Next up, an evening filled with watching anime and pillow fights and silly conversations 💜💛

#murder drones #serial designation n #uzi doorman #nuzi #murder drones nuzi #n x uzi #fanfiction #fanfic #murder drones fanfic #my fanfiction #my writing #when your boyfriend's also your best friend #nuzi fanfiction #ao3 #ao3 link

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kalpeavaris · 7 months ago

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A simple question; How does the Colony react to Angel returning home after her encounter with Alice? And on a scale of 1 to 10 how angry are N and Uzi?

They'd be absolure fuming. Especially her parents. :'D Their anger's like a 20 on the scale and if it wasn't for N holding her back Uzi would've just went out and unleashed "gun, prepare to meet god" on Alice's ass.

I could image that despite everything Nori would recognize Alices handyword and know there's something *very* wrong with the level of strenght she'd shown. Even if Nori's often times just as hot headed as her daughter this new revelation of a threat she cannot sort yet would have her kind of "calm" in order to not let things explode pre-maturely.

#my ramblings #solver!alice #nori doorman #uzi doorman #serial designation N #angel doorman #nuzi fankid #headcanon #md au #solver au #murder drones #ask

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multiversal-fusion-reborn · 1 month ago

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"Is this like Toy Story rules or is this like The Fountain rules, where there is no rules?....Oh Robo-God, help us. I think this is Fountain rules!..."

Uzi, after now realizing what horrors she's unleashed by reviewing food fight currently

#source: jontron #Multiversal Fusion #multiversal fusion: nexus point #glitch productions #murder drones #uzi doorman #murder drones uzi #md uzi #Chaos-verse

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master-theoriser · 9 months ago

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Hearing about episode 8 being the finale of Murder Drones, I was a bit devastated so I decided to write my ideas for a potential season 2 & 3. I got the ideas from a leak of what could happen in episode 8 so potential Spoiler Warning!

Season 2 - With Cyn now a part of Uzi, the Absolute Solver begins to grow weaker and results in N, J, and V beginning to revert back to being Worker Drones. As the season goes on, Cyn begins to control Uzi's body when she sleeps almost like Bill Cipher controlling Stanford until Cyn builds herself a new body by the season finale and retreats to the wasteland with whatever is left of the Absolute Solver, returning Uzi, N, J, and V to being regular Worker Drones. The season follows Uzi and N's relationship, J and V getting used to a normal life, and Cyn plotting in the background.

Season 3 - Using what is left of the Absolute Solver, Cyn reanimates the corpses of the immense corpse tower created by the original trio as she now controls an army of actual zombie drones who still must consume oil but are now no longer weak to the sun and can only be killed by fatal damage to the head. The season follows the main characters as they try to survive a zombie apocalypse due to Cyn destroying the doors and unleashing the zombie horde onto the masses.

#murder drones #glitch productions #smg4 #spoiler warning

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icarusthepilot18 · 5 months ago

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Uzi Unleashed update!

I honestly didn’t feel like doing much on the drawing today, so I’ll just give you guys what I have.

I mostly just worked on the arms and legs. I also did some adjusting to the eye.

Also my College classes just started back, so I’ll probably have less time to work on this. I’ll try to put some time into it when I can. Thanks for understanding!

#art #digital art #artists on tumblr #artwork #icarusthepilot18 #murder drones #murder drones uzi #Uzi doorman #Uzi #sonic #sonic unleashed #Uzi Unleashed #indie animation #still gonna take a while

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s-wave-entertainment · 1 year ago

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Two original posts in one day, looks at how I spoil y'all (the three people who follow me)! Anyway

Due to the events of episode 2, "Heartbeat," I have been lead to hold the headcanon that Disassembly Drones do in fact have a heartbeat.

(New watchers, maybe hold off on reading this one-)

Hear me out - the solver core that came out of J's chest started pulsating almost immediately. I know that shortly after this it "activated" and unleashed "eldrich J" as we know her, but listen here - there's NOTHING THAT SAYS OTHERWISE. There is no logistical reason that I cannot hold the belief that the DD's core acts as a "heart" of sorts - ESPECIALLY SINCE THEY FUCKING BREATHE.

AND THEY DO FUCKING BREATHE.

"But Myrah it's probably just artificial and progra-" SHH. SHUSH. HIS CHEST RISES AND FALLS. LOOK AT IT. GO TO EPISODE 4 AND LOOK AT HIS CHEST RIGHT AFTER HE HAS THAT FLAHBACK, THE MF ACTUALLY BREATHES. AND IF HE BREATHES, THERE HAS TO BE A REASON. AND I CHOOSE TO BELIEVE THAT THAT FUCKED UP LITTLE T H I N G IN HIS CHEST IS THE REASON.

Now, that brings me to my next point. You may be saying to yourself, "Myrah, what about Uzi?"

A) She's a Solver drone which, due to Doll (and Nori), we know she DOES also possess a core, and

B) Tbh?? I'm lead to believe that workers have a heart-like mechanism in their chests as well.

Why? I'll tell ya, but it'll cost ya...

...The mental energy of reading the rest of this fucking post hear me OUT, hear me out, other drones breathe too (thank you Sam, episode 4; RIP in peace). And again, if they breathe, there's gotta be a reason. He also put his hand over the spot where there Would be a heart, if he were human. Now is this a silly gag that Liam did because haha funny? Maybe, but I choose to believe that there IS actually some sort of heart-like mechanism in there. Why? Well I can take this from episode 4 as well. When that one guy's head got shot off, the oil continuously spewed from his head, up and over. Gushing out, if you will.

BLOOD HAS A REASON FOR GUSHING. AND THEREFORE, SO DOES OIL.

Anyway. All this to say I need to see Nuzi content where one is lulled to rest by the other's mechanical heartbeat I need it and now hopefully you do to. Okay goodniiiiight ✨️✨️

#I'm so serious I think about this every day #please guys I need you to hear me out #Liam may be a silly goofy guy but I think there is a method to his madness #anyway #murder drones #murder drones headcanon #md #glitch productions #serial designation n #uzi doorman

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silentmagi · 3 months ago

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In Swapping!MD, is Uzi still drone-shaped, or did she take on an eldritch form?

Swapping!MD

Uzi wishes to have an eldritch form.

What I mean is that currently she is constrained to her drone form as she isn't as aggressive or murder happy as AS!Cyn. But like any edgy teen of her apparent age and maturity level, she wants to go full on eldritch abomination.

But she does enjoy having the other drones around.

Now, if pushed, or angered, she does unleash hell with her nanobots, possibly even having a railgun in her tail, but she doesn't particularly go for the body horror instinctual fear inducing forms, instead she is happy to make you wish your nightmares were real, instead of giving you new ones.

#AU Summaries #Swapping!MD #Murder Drones

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md-confessions · 1 year ago

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Has anyone pointed out how Doll and V are similar? Surely someone has.

Both pushed away and actively antagonized people willing to help them, and both would’ve died for it had Uzi and N not saved V at prom, and if N hadn’t saved V in the forest.

Doll, on the other hand, didn’t have anyone (which has been pointed out I know), cause she pushed everyone further away. Every single time she was presented an opportunity to join the crew, she ran away. The nail in the coffin was when she ran in ep6, and it was hammered in when she unleashed the sentinels.

And I get that it was cause V killed her folks and also shot her in the back of the head, but like, damn girl, you did that to yourself. Your mom’s gonna chew you out in the robo-afterlife.

#md confessions #murder drones #md doll #serial designation v #uzi doorman #serial designation n

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localsolverhost · 1 year ago

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uzi

YESSSSS UZI <3

you know that one post thats like. "do i wanna be them or do i wanna be WITH them"? thats me with uzi. i love her so much but also she is so me as well. fun fact my mom knows i kin her and she (my mom) kins khan. awesome

A BEAST UNLEASHED ESPECIALLY FITS FOR EP4 AND EP7 <3 ep4 my beloved

"i want their gender" but ESPECIALLY ep4 and ep7 once again

bastard /lh because ive came from some other fandoms and im SOOOO used to calling characters bastards

#ask game #murder drones #uzi doorman #murder drones uzi #murder drones spoilers #(just in case. ep7 mentioned)

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dronebiscuitbat · 9 months ago

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Give me a Reason: Chapter 18 - "Unofficial Adoption'

N caught Uzi on the way down; looping his hands under her arms and her limp body resting against his chest, worry wracking his entire being as he glimpsed the small amount of blood on the back of her hand.

“Uzi!?” She was completely unresponsive, limbs all limp and head lolling to the side… was she supposed to be this light? It felt as though Cyn was in his arms, and she was six!

Tessa was at his side in a split second, voice hurried and urgent. “Need to get her in the car, she just spewed red.” She wrapped an arm around his back, the other lifting Uzi gently forwards so that she could help carry her.

“O-okay, yeah.” He stuttered “I-I got it, she's not heavy.” Tessa nodded, opening the back door to the car so that he could get her into the rear passenger seat, he held her in a princess carry, catching the attention of the few students that were still waiting either for busses to pick them up or their parents to. A murmur of snickers followed.

Did they not just see her pass out? Or unleash her guts out into a bush, flecks of red shining through? Whatever, they weren't important right now.

He sat her gently into the seat, buckling up her seat belt much like he would for his own little sister and adjusting it so it wouldn't rub into her neck, he threw her long forgotten backpack in too, thankfully not forgetting it like he would his own.

“Sit in the back, we're taking her into my office. I can patch her up.” He did as he was told, finding a place beside her and looking at her worriedly. He knew she'd been in pain, he knew! If only he'd pushed a little harder, maybe he could've convinced her to get help sooner.

Tessa broke the speed limit, heading into the opposite direction of the manor, deeper into town. N didn't know what to do, seeing a freind suddenly puke blood and pass out on top of him wasn't exactly something he knew how to deal with.

So he did the only thing he could think of, he took her very small hand and squeezed it gently, letting her know that someone was there, even if she was knocked out.

Tessa peeled into a small clinic, parking in an employees only spot in front of the white brick building, where she pulled the girl out of the back seat, N following close behind her with her stuff.

This was one of those moments where she was glad to have been to medical school, yeah, it was a little dissapointing when she landed a job here instead of in the big hospital in the next town (she suspected her parents had something to do with that…) but right now that was working in her favor.

N was right, she was light, like, a hundred pounds soaking wet kind of light that made her several times more worried about the girl. She pushed open the clinic doors, ignored her startled receptionist and made her way to her office, N trying to follow.

“Sorry buddy. You can't be in here, I've gotta do an exam.” N's eyes were worried, form trembling slightly, gripping onto Uzi's backpack like a stressball.

“B-But, I wanna help!” He whined, making his older sister smile breifly.

“You are, you've done super well so far, but now you gotta let me do my thing alright?” She put a hand on his shoulder and he whined before sighing, nodding softly as he sat right outside her office, in one on the weirdly uncomfortable waiting chairs.

“O-okay.” He mumbled, and Tessa ruffled his hair before closing her office door, Uzi propped up on the exam table, she was starting to stir now, hand pressed over her side as her eyes fluttered open, a low grown escaping her lips.

“Mmm… Huh? Wha…?” She lifted herself up a little, eyes darting around suddenly, fear gripping her features before they made a moment of eye contact.

“Tessa? What happened? Where am I?” At least she seemed perfectly aware now, but scared wasn't optimal either, Tessa put both her hands up in a placating gesture.

“You're in my clinic, you spewed red and passed out, so I brought you here.” She explained, and Uzi seemed to calm down slightly, but she didn't seem keen to stay, trying to get up though being stopped by both her height and a wince that had her going back down onto the exam chair.

“Hey, if there's blood in your bile that's not good. Let me try an patch you up.” The young doctor came a few steps closer, Uzi glared at her, if looks could kill, she'd be buried, but another wince, this one paired with a light hiss, and the girl seemed to admit defeat, nodding once in her direction.

Tessa was filled with relief, good, she'd cooperate, no need for a sedative.

“Can you tell me what happened? I will remind you that starting now I am your doctor, and nothing said here will leave this room.” That speech was practiced at this point, but it felt more poignant when it was N’s freind she was treating. The goth girl pouted for a moment, before grumbling;

“Got kicked in the stomach.” Uzi wouldn't meet her eyes again, but Tessa nodded carefully, hovering over the girl delicately.

“May I?” Tessa asked, gesturing to her, and at this she heard the girl give a small growl, Uzi herself lifting up her hoodie with a dusting of pink on her cheeks, giving the older woman a clear view of the now deep purple and black bruise on the goths side. Tessa winced.

“Ooh, got you good.” She whistled, putting on gloves before gently proding the wound, Uzi grunted in pain above her, but didn't give any more indication that it hurt at all.

“I've gotten worse.” She deadpanned, and Tessa really didn’t like the casual way she said it, but held that unprofessional feeling down for the time being.

“Right, mind if I take a quick flash of your insides, make sure you aren't bleeding?” She didn't wait for the answer, getting out the equipment for an Ultrasound.

“Uh… I guess.” Uzi replied, and Tessa went right to work, pushing up Uzi's hoodie a bit more before putting a dollop of clear goo on her stomach, trying to ignore the fact she could see the kids ribs poking through her chest, did no one feed her!?

Maybe she should start making even more extra food for N, just for her.

“Fuck! That's cold!” Uzi yelped. Tessa laughed at the reaction, smiling gently.

“Yep, that's pretty much the concensus, hold still yeah?” Tessa pressed the ultrasound gently into the skin, Uzi shivered and winced.

“Isn't this for looking at babies?” Uzi asked, gripping the side of the chair hard enough for her knuckles to go white.

“Yup! But it's the least intrusive way to take a peek in ya. Aaaand, there we are!” Tessa looked up at the imaging screen, looking for any particularly dark spots, thankfully, there weren’t many, some yes, but not nearly enough to be considered severe, or a reason to operate,

But she could see, vaguely, where her intestine had been pinched, which was probably what was causing most of her issues, the young doctor sighed in relief, but was also incredibly impressed, a pinched intestine would be enough to put anyone on the floor in agony, and Uzi was still walking, talking, and broody. Her pain tolerance much be off the charts!

“Right, nothing leaking, but your intestines been pinched, I can send you home with some painkillers and advice to not eat anything too crazy for a bit. Sound good?” Uzi nodded, before seemingly getting sheepish, rubbing her arm.

“I… don’t have any money to pay for anything…”

“Don’t worry about that. You’re friends with my brother, it’s alright.” The reply came automatically, Tessa waving it off with a smile. “It’s just ibuprofen anyway.”

“I don’t wanna owe you anything.” She murmured, and Tessa put a hand on her shoulder, giving her a radiant smile and a small laugh. “Girl you are a teenager, you got nothing I want. Just keep keeping my little brother company yeah?”

“W-where is N?” Uzi asked, a little more softly, and the young doctor could barely keep the smile off her face.

“Just outside, he was really worried about you, you pretty much collapsed on top of him.” Uzi went a little red, coughing into her sleeve awkwardly.

“In fact… N, you can come in now, I know you have your ear pressed to the door.” Tessa's voice was marginally louder, and within the next moment the door swung open, N racing to her side and wrapping her in a bone crushing hug.

“Oh my god are you okay!? Why did you keep saying you were fine when you weren't!? What happened?!” He asked so many questions at once she was having trouble keeping up, but it was his crushing hug that had her floundering more, when was the last time she'd been hugged? She couldn't even remember, she was trembling slightly now, very much not used to any kind of gentle touch.

“I-I'm fine! Get off N!” She yelped, instinctively trying to throw him off, but he was way too strong. She groaned outwardly as she crossed her arms, forced to accept his worried affections with a light blush.

Still… It was nice he cared so much…

“Alright, lay off little bro, don't want to suffocate her.” Tessa gently peeled him off handing Uzi a little baggy, a shake confirmed that a pill bottle was inside.

“I probably don't need to tell you how to take ibuprofen right? Every six hours, no more then four per day?” Uzi nodded, looking back up at N, who looked like a kicked puppy.

“Thanks for catching me…” She mumbled, opening the bag and popping open the pill bottle, shaking a pill into her hand and swallowing unaided. N beamed, but also looked slightly grossed out. Pill without water? Ew.

“Gotta say, you're a tough one, anyone else woulda come in here for that and they would've been writhing in pain.” Tessa complemented, making Uzi smirk.

“Told ya, I've been through worse.” She squirmed off the chair, legs at first unsteady, N holding his arms out to catch her before she batted his arms away, steadying herself with a deep breath.

“Am I free to go ooor?” She asked awkwardly, noticing that N had her backpack clutched in his hand.

“Oh you are absolutely not walking home like that. I'll drive you.” Tessa stood up, dusting off her coat, Uzi was about to protest, but a stern glare from Tessa had her sighing.

“F-Fine.”

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#murder drones #uzi doorman #serial designation n #nuzi #biscuitbites #give me a reason #fine I won't leave you on a cliffhanger #Tessa be picking up all the strays in every universe #n is a good freind

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