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what the fuck are these donations man
In unrelated news, TNU has recently expressed thanks to its local necromancer Lich pilot.
*whisperwhispermumblewhisper*
CAN YOU PEOPLE STOP CASCADING FOR TEN MINUTES. IS THAT REALLY TOO MUCH TO ASK?
We are a rather small squad of mercenary Lancers that formed on a planet that Union didn't even give a name, just a number. I am callsign: The Fist. My pronouns are she/they and while I love women, I enjoy fighting a lot more. That's an open invitation to you strong ladies to hit me up by the way. The depressed looking one with blue hair is callsign: Metal_Star. Its pronouns are it/its and it seems to enjoy combat just as much as I do. That girl with fox tails and fox ears working on her mech is callsign: Lunar Fox. Her pronouns are she/her and she is definitely new to this mercenary business. I intend to help her learn the basics, like aiming for the weak points of an enemy mech without being afraid of a stray shot piercing the enemy cockpit.
Baiken didn't know Bridget had it in her
you should draw yourself with big boobs
I don't know anything about YuGiOh but "Overworked" is the greatest card art they've ever done
Sonic obliviousness is mostly harmless... Until mixed with Omega's blatant honestly
Mech handler hearing the new pilot instinctively talk about her mech in first person, as if it were "herself," and looking at her with a mix of sorrow and excitement because oh, this one has the talent. The handler has seen this kind of pilot only a few times before, and knows commanding her will be the highest, heaviest honor. Only by becoming one with their mech can a pilot reach the height of their skills, and it comes so naturally to her. She's going to be magnificent, dancing across the battlefield to a song of clashing blades and cannon fire, a presence that graces friend and foe alike by lifting them from the grit and making them, if only for a moment, part of something sublime. And she will never stop, never retire, never refuse a mission, never again know lasting peace, because her art is war and this performance only ends when the dancer is dead.
Soulslike boss fight against a dude with a dynastic title of some sort, like "Lord of the Onyx Throne" or whatever, where instead of the same baddie changing movesets or powering up across multiple phases, the first dude just dies, and a second dude with a fresh life bar reading "Heir to the Onyx Throne" immediately jumps into the arena to continue the fight, except after a second or two "Heir to" gets crossed out and replaced with "Lord of". When you kill the second dude, the same thing happens again. This goes on for like five separate phases.
Diversity win! The horniest person you know is on the asexual spectrum
Fishing enthusiasts will go to the fishing convention to make new friends and one of them will shout "Networking? Yeah, I sure hope so!" and everyone will laugh and high five him, one fisher is crying laughing slapping his knees
Happy International Asexuality Day from a gray ace to its fellow aces! đ
Robotgirl: I am hypervisor-based, allowing my CPU to run multiple sapient consciousnesses in parallel.
Human: oh! You're plural?
Robotgirl: I believe that's what I just said.
ooc meme time, enjoy the one vex-meme I actually put effort into
transcript below readmore
âREADMORE BYPASSEDâ
What does it mean to be a [TECHNOPHILE] pilot?
To look into the darkness between the stars-
to find a thread-
to call out to the horror and invite it in
Did you find it? Did it find you?
Is there a difference? Does it matter?
It will rewrite reality for you because you gave it reality
There is a bond here-
in every form-
in every degree of benevolence.
The acceptance of something so alien to you that it stretches every HUMAN definition of life.
and despite the void between your hearts,
there is LOVE.
piplup grain entrapment
my power just blinked god really doesn't want me to make the lancer sex tier list
Dysphoria is stupid. "I need fat boobs for mental health" sounds like a gooner meme but it's literally how it works. I got big knockers and suddenly I didn't want to kill myself anymore. Simple as
Shit man, this mech war is fucked. I just saw a doll shoulder its rifle and say "reality warp: black hole star" or some similar shit, and every mech around it cratered, radiated a ring of pure energy, and disappeared. The camera didn't even go onto it, that's how common shit like this is. My ass is firing anti-personnel rounds and buckshot. I think I just heard "nanomachines: skewer" two groups over. I gotta get the fuck outta here.
writing is so fun
Blaze the microwave
âNo no youâre not getting it, Kinkadeâs cameras donât âbecome my eyesâ when we establish a link. Itâs just that after we link I have cameras. Theyâre not âKinkadeâs camerasâ anymore theyâre a part of me, or I guess us. The us that we become once we link. Thatâs why itâs so easy for me to actually use my cameras and keep anything from sneaking up on me, theyâre just another part of me. They arenât eyes because I have those and theyâre different, using the cameras doesnât feel like using my eyes it feels like something different because itâs a different thing. Look you donât have to understand, Kinkade gets me.â
âWhatever, I still think its weird you named your mech.â
âI didnât name him, Kinkade introduced himself when we linked.â
âWhatever manâ
God forbid women do anything, am I right
Decided to take a stab at these newspaper-style Lancer memes, first done by @vexwerewolf
Did it for everyone's favorite trans icon mech, the Enkidu
would it be weird to turn this into a video when I made it Lol
I love that the four corps in Lancer are like ... Amazon, Pfizer, Lockheed-Martin, and then like a Discord server filled with trans women with fursonas and felony hacking convictions
Lancers will see this and go "Hell yeah"
Very important conversations happening in the party chat
Tortuga has a Monarch-red helmet Monarch has a Tortuga-grey visor
It's official⢠Forbidden Romance. Their +1 tech attack is so they can send each other love letters through company firewalls.
Had an idea for a Pegasus mech and pilot in Lancer
Imagine you arrive at the battlefield and see a mech sitting out there, maybe it's a Lancaster, maybe it's a swallowtail. You get ready to engage in combat. And then it starts to move. Have you ever seen AI generated videos where it's given an image and told to animate the image, but the skeletons defines thin the image are incredibly wrong and as a result everything within the image moves wrongly and in ways that your brain can't quite comprehend. The enemy Lancaster starts moving like that. You cannot understand how it is actually moving forwards, but it is definitely moving. Then one of the rails or panels on the side shifts slightly, and you realize your mech has been hit and taken damage. The enemy's guns aren't firing, hell you think one of them is being used like a leg. Eventually, you finish fighting this monstrosity, and convince the pilot to step out to meet you. Instead of any hatch opening, the mech reaches parts of itself in the shape of a hand up, peels itself open, and out steps.... You. The enemy mech pilot looks exactly like you, he even walk mostly like you, though there is something slightly off. As you start to question them, they answer you back in your words. Your exact words, in the intonation that you said, building their responses exclusively based on the things you have said to them in this conversation, in your voice. All while standing outside their still peeled open mech.