my fursonas are communicatinggggg
posted a month ago on my Patreon and Ko-fi, original text post by @camilla-obscura with one of the replies to it by @zack-the-robot can be found here đ
â you are welcome to: crop the images for banners/pfps (with credit); create voice overs w/o AI
â you may not: repost to other platforms w/o permission; create voice overs with AI; create NFTs
get early access to new comics: patreon, ko-fi || get your fursona assigned by me || browse older Tumblr Comics
thats my emotional support spicy kitten
Thinking abt how when Silco first approaches powder he hides his knife behind his back, possibly intending to finish the job after getting the info he needs. AKA Vanderâs knife, the same knife that Silco swiped and used to escape from Vander during his drowning. Which he kept all those years, and ended up ultimately killing Vander with just moments prior, a shot cuts to Vanderâs blood still fresh and dripping from the blade. A knife he has used to defend himself from both danger and death, to protect himself from harm by someone he loved.
But when powder goes and hugs Silco, that knife clatters to the ground, out of his grasps. Silcoâs protection, the one thing that had helped Silco escape death, the one thing he uses to defend himself. When his hand first rises, Silcoâs goons make a face, most likely expecting to hurt/push away powder. But this time there is no violence, instead there are welcoming arms.
In that moment, the knife dropping to the ground not only shows powder breaking down Silcoâs emotional walls that he had built up to protect himself. But also to show that when he hugs her back, Silco is quite literally and unknowingly accepting death with open arms.
In the show we see that even when Jinx is hostile towards him and purposely hurting Silco, heâs relatively calm, and doesnât return the hostility. Or when she makes mistakes, Silco is forgiving. In their relationship, Silco âhas no knifeâ, aka he has no defense when it comes to Jinx. Because, she is his undoing, Jinx is Silcoâs weakness, and it was shown from the very start.
When powder first pulls a jinx, killing her family and vander in the process, Silco welcomes her with open arms. And in the last episode when she pulls another jinx, killing Silco, Silco only has love and reassurance to give. No knife to protect himself this time, again finding himself at deathâs door because of someone he loves. But this time thereâs no bitterness or hate. Only forgiveness, understanding and love, the things Vander failed to show him when Silco pulled his own jinx and ended up being the cause of Feliciaâs death.
But yeah. Idk if any of this made sense. But. Is there anything so undoingâŚas a daughter? SOBS
can we all collectively agree to not stop drawing murderbot however we want after the show comes out. i KNOW there's gonna be people getting into it through the show and there'll be a lot of art reflecting that which is good and fine and encouraged however i would hate more than anything to lose the diversity of murderbots i see in fanart rn
Better late than never: the loredump on Nikita and Kolya Reizner is finally here!
If you read my blog, you may already know some of this information. But it's always nice to have things organised.
So let's talk about them.
Nikita and Kolya as kids.
Nikita and Kolya grew up in a small countryside town, with Nikita being older by three years. Their mother was a nurse, their father a factory worker.
Nikita was always positioned as an example for Kolya: he was the smarter one, the one that knew how to get along with people, the one that could stand up for himself. Kolya, on the other hand, was absent-minded, meek, and showed little interest in communicating with others.
This made him an easy target for bullying. Sometimes Nikita tried to ignore it, sometimes he stood up for him. Kolya would have preferred if he stuck to the former - having his brother defend and then scold him for not being assertive enough was more degrading than being picked on.
Kolya always enjoyed tinkering with electronics, so he went for an electrician degree. He wasnât an exceptional student, but he enjoyed it significantly more than school. People didnât bother him nearly as much.
Nikita enrolled in the biology department of a pedagogical university. He worked hard to get rid of his countryside accent and blend in with the more âeducatedâ crowd.
He joined the admission committee after his first year, which is how he met Nadya: she was applying to the philology department of the university. Their relationship began shortly after.
Kolya wanted an escape from society more than anything. And the anomalous Zone outside the city called to him, insistently so.
It was a time when the border was significantly less tight, when big stalker groups were still prevalent, but already on their way out. He met Victor Kazarin in one such group. The latter was still a young stalker, with only a couple of years behind his belt.
Still, under his guidance, Kolyaâs abilities developed incredibly fast - he was a total natural. And it wasn't just his sharp talent, it was the way he walked the Zone, the way he loved it with all of his heart.
Experiencing a sense of freedom and levity isn't uncommon for stalkers. But to Kolya it went far beyond that. To him, it felt more real than anything else in the world, it was the only place that felt truly alive.
When Nikita found out about Kolyaâs side gig, he was mortified. How could his slow, empty-headed brother survive in those conditions? How could he ever navigate that dark criminal business? He had to keep an eye on him.
After realising he cannot talk Kolya out of it, Nikita joined the same group. He never developed a strong sense for the Zoneâs anomalies, but his biological knowledge paid off in a major way. Despite not having a medical degree, he knew more than enough to take on the rare doctor role.
After finding somewhere he finally felt complete, Kolya was once again treated as a clueless, incompetent child.
When the big group was showing signs of deterioration, Victor offered the brothers and several other stalkers to leave and form a smaller, more tightly-knit team. His connections from working in the militia (local police) created a solid basis for finding potential clients and covering things up.
Maybe somebody snitched, maybe Kolyaâs behaviour raised suspicion among his day job coworkers - whatever the reason, his house was searched and numerous artefacts were found.
But what would someone as soft and careless as him do in prison? Somebody as naive and weak could never last there, Nikita thought.
So he did what he had to: acted like the artefacts found in the younger brotherâs apartment were his and then aggressively resisted arrest - just for good measure. Hell, maybe he would have managed to get away.
But he didnât. As opposed to other stalkers having their scars bestowed by the Zone, the one on his neck was the result of a police confrontation. Nikita did not expect them to open fire when he ran. He was surprised he lived at all - the bullet grazed uncomfortably close to the carotid artery. He lucked out.
Kolya had never felt that insulted. He tried to come clean about being the real culprit. But Nikita knew how to be convincing; Kolya didn't. And Kolya felt no gratitude.Â
The breakup in the Mill.
Nikita was given 4 years in prison, but got parole after serving just 2. He immediately returned to helping injured stalkers.
Nadya waited for him through all his prison years. Considering how their relationship was going, some part of Nikita secretly hoped she wouldn't. She was a very self-conscious person, one that was infatuated with someone who seemed so much more confident than her. To the point where she felt like without his guidance, sheâd be completely lost, and useless, and stupid.
Nikita both liked it and didnât. Who wouldnât enjoy a beautiful girl obsessing over them? But dealing with all of that baggage was inconvenient, it was tiring. Was it even worth it? Sometimes he wasnât sure.
Still, things looked sweet on his release. Everyone, Kolya included, seemed glad to have him back.
Then, several months later, Nadya announced she was pregnant.
Nikita didn't want a child, especially not one that would have an almost guaranteed mutation. He proposed an abortion, but the woman refused. His reasoning that she usually took as gospel did not work. And no matter how much Nadya cried or pleaded with him, no matter how much she tried to convince him it would be okay, Nikita refused to take that burden upon himself.Â
There was no easy compromise. He left.
Kolya didn't have much of an opinion about Nadya. He didn't have much of an opinion about most people. And really, he didn't feel particularly bad for her.
However, hearing about what had happened made him repulsed in a quite satisfying way. The brother that always knew best, the brother that was so condescendingly self-sacrificing, had finally levelled himself with the rest of the earth's scum.
Months later Nikita would seek out the maternity hospital Nadya gave birth in. He wasn't registered as the father - he could not access any information about her. He couldn't contact her himself either.
Her acquaintances refused to talk with him. But eventually, one of them caved.
Nadya was pregnant with twins. Died while giving birth. The offspring was transferred directly to the institute. And that was it.
It was a dumb death. A misstep. Kolya wasnât sure what he felt when he saw Victorâs body turn to mush. It was so instant and so simple. Natural. Kolyaâs breath halted, but just momentarily.
They had a plan prepared long in advance in case something like this would come to pass. Sending Sasha and Sergei to the orphanage was not an option, everyone had been well aware of the state of those systems. Instead, Victor Kazarin would live on, if only on paper.
They held a funeral of sorts: to onlookers, it was just an uncharacteristically big visit to the grave of Maria Kazarina. That was where Kolya informed Sergei about the plan. Him and Nikita would help raise the siblings until Sergei turned 18 and could become his sisterâs legal guardian. Of course, theyâd help him afterwards as well.
Kolya and Nikita raising Sergei and Sasha.
Sasha was fascinating to Kolya in a âchild of the Zoneâ way, but he wasnât very interested in her on a personal level. To her, he was the strange spaced out uncle that had cool electronics around the house and took pictures of her and Sergei. He also played the guitar like her dad used to.
Kolya and Sergei had a lot more to talk about. Kolyaâs calm demeanour helped Sergei feel more at ease despite the terrible circumstances. Even with his ditzy nature, Kolya provided a certain sense of security and comfort. Kolya always considered Sergei a good kid, though he did believe his treatment of Sasha was too overbearing, especially considering his own relationship with Nikita.
The latter, on the other hand, was much closer to the girl. She liked to play with Nikita even before her fatherâs death, so the adoptive uncle role came to him naturally. Sasha grew very attached to him, especially since he was significantly easier to talk to than Sergei. Nikita, in turn, was happy to have Sasha around.
The group heading out to the mission in the Mill.
Beyond the Grinder lies the wishing room. At least, thatâs what they say. Itâs a rumour impossible to confirm or disprove. Can you really pass the whole stretch of the tunnel before your legs, your arms, your face, your whole body disintegrates? You donât know. Do you want to find out? Probably not.
The natural human instinct for survival can only be superseded by total desperation â or apathy in equal measure. Did Kolya have enough of any? Neither Sergei, nor Olya knew. They didnât know why he had to enter the Grinder, either. Was that what he had wanted from the start? When was âthe startâ? Maybe it didnât matter.
They could not follow him. And that alone was good. Â
Ohhh help help! I'm hurt need help...
FUCK BRIAN GET LOST...
Ohhhh I am hurttttt heeelp... đŚ
I said I would come back to cubicles after finishing the series and re-reading all systems red sooooo here's my take on repair cubicles v2
that is a fridge
that is where the secunit goes
For this essay I provide the following evidence:
Notes from CTRL-F the books:
cold/no temperature control
âcozyâ
plastic "bed"
storage case near it
a door that slides closed
a door that seals once closed
resupply leads and repair leads are separate leads
contains leaking fluids
must be climbed into and out of
secunit lies in the cubicle when watching media
cubicles have an acrid odour
cubicles makes a constant humming noise
no padding in cubicles
cubicles DONT have a platform (table??) like ART's medsystem does
cubicles can be used to transport secunits instead of a transport box
described as "big smooth white boxes"
they can be locked but if power shuts off they can be manually opened from the inside but this breaks the door
they have external emergency data storage displays for if a repair shuts down or has errors
you can't see if a closed and shutdown cubicle contains a secunit until you open them
a human private rest cubicle reminds secunit of a transport box but NOT a repair cubicle.
a dark supply locker reminds secunit of a cubicle. THAT IS A FRIDGE
that's a fridge that's a fridge! that is. a fridge.
personal thoughts and wondering:
wouldnât look like a bed because we donât want people thinking secunits might be people.
climbed into/out of the cubicle - it is not platform height so there must be an edge or wall...
Possibly make it so a shutdown secunit is more accessible by technicians? lean over to work on them so can't be too deep .
so there's the resupply port and repair port but surely there are more for all the other fluids and stuff .. stored underneath the âbedâ of the cubicle? would raise the secunit up a little for technician access.
I think the company would make them as small as possible to save on space because theyâre cheap like that and that's why they're cold but "cozy".
donât like what Iâve seen of repairs on the trailer but idk if thatâs just repairs or meant to be the cubicle - just so open and on display while I got impressions itâs more dark and cozy (but cold).
should prob put a this way up on them so when theyâre used for transport the secunits donât end up rattled around upside down
Also, if y'all are looking for a sweet treat of a vamp au tonight, I got recommended THIS fic and đđđ The author is COOKING. Its only 2 chapters so far and I am HOOKED. Its Techno-centric. We got Ranboo and Tommy. We got some IMMEDIATELY rotten OC side characters that make you want to merc them. Cool world building in a urban fantasy society. And it seems like almosy NO one has seen it. Bruh. Y'all are missing out.
Just Normal Teenagers by Soulless_Fawn.
You can read the description for more details, but if you like Technoblade-centric fic, this is shaping up to be a BANGER.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/63363802/chapters/162335125#workskin
Can you believe I'm having to make this meme even after successfully finishing up taxes and applying to job