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Daily Doodles- Day 107- 31/07/24

An Oc of mine from a dystopian-type short story I want to write. In her world, people willingly get their natural body parts replaced with robotics. Being a flesh and blood human is seen as barbaric.

She wants to be 100% robot, just like the most popular and well-respected people in society. Obviously, there's a catch and she may have gone too far to avoid it.

The tag for this is #agdoodles

I would be way too good at writing robot smut "They glittered in the bench lighting; little nicks and scratches in their dark grey paint left silver lines of stars down the creases in their frame." maybe it's just me but this feels very horny

sixteen was on for a bit today but she has really bad anxiety so we put her back on standby bc she doesn’t do well with crowds

i really need to stop personifying the self checkout registers at the supermarket i work at but they all have such distinct personalities

#1 is lactose intolerant (she has inexplicable issues with milk) and she’s full of soup

#2 has some nerve issues (her scale is broken) and so she’s in standby a lot of the time so she doesn’t get overstimulated

#4 can’t remember a phone number to save her life

and #8 has been in standby for like a week because her coin slot stopped working

ref sheet for a new OC of mine, circuit!!!

OLD ART ALERT- DON'T LOOK

posting something while I churn through current projects.

I don't know when I made this exactly, probably around 2020. I like a lot of elements in this design, but if I were to remake it, I'd probably do away with the wings and also change the hair.

Microsoft Sam Rap, but it's Sammy

This isn't 100% reflective of the character- but it's not too far off. The original has been a pretty big inspiration when it came to this character, but no one specific detail in it has it been used, it was more of a vibe thing (except her name).

Command Line is here for you.

> 01 _

All the editing was a pain in the ass and I kinda regret doing it, but at least it's done now, you can thank me having to juggle several apps and sites and then some of those sites not exporting in normal formats (or consistently exporting broken files that no other site wants to read)

Robort!!!!

Did a little bit of a challenge for myself, trying to design a robot oc with a figure I haven't really drawn before, and I thinkkkkkk it went pretty well :)

Still not entirely sure about the design, I'll probably change some things around in future drawings of the character. Lore definitely isn't done either, so don't pay too much attention to the text.

Also, you don't know how hard I tried to fit a second pair of arms and a set of wings here 😭 (very hard)

“Uni-chan”

Via Deviantart

art request for u/melongroper on Reddit

More of my gorgeous deadly robot!! Beautiful pin up or death machine? WHY NOT BOTH!! :3c

Day VII

It wasn't long before the humans died off and the machines built by them were the only survivors left. The robots and AI developed over a few centuries to recycle the accumulated trash, thus making them effectively immortal. The Earth cooled by a few degrees as the only water was in the atmosphere, keeping the ground usable for plants.

The seeds in the ground and those that blew around became saturated with radiation that escaped from decrepit power plants and silos and storage facilities. Mutations were catalyzed and metal and plastic started to grow out of the ground.

One of many big companies, Trash, Recycling, and IgnitioN Services by Electric and Gas-GuzzlerS, TRaINS by EGGS mass produced trash compaction robots, among others. These, like the rest, grouped up like families, like clans. It was almost human.

Boolean lifted a pile of scrap before turning it into a cube. Then he heard the telltale whistle of something flying through the air at high speed. He took the brunt of it and rolled it to the ground. He absorbed the scrap, bulking himself up, then went to investigate what had launched the projectile.

What he saw after a few minutes was the opposite of what he expected: a war machine curled up, doing the robotic equivalent of human crying. She lifted her head as he drew closer.

"何が欲しいですか?"

Boolean cocked his head in confusion. He recognized the language, but not what it meant.

"Qu'est-ce que tu veux?"

Not even the slightest clue.

"¿Qué deseas?"

So close yet so far away. So he went with the one he knew. "英語を話します?"

She snickered at that, then, in a much less irritated growl, said, "What do you want?"

"Oh, uh.... I just wondered if you throwing that crane at me was on purpose? Looking at you now, though, it doesn't seem like it." Now that he wasn't trying to process language or body language, he saw her factory silver plating which was covered in dust and rust flakes. She got up and some of the debris fell off of her.

"Sorry about that. Just alone and sad. I was sent here to find life, but aside from some weird molds and viruses, and you, I've found nothing."

"Well, if you're looking for humans or mammals you won't find any. They're all dead and gone. There aren't even any remains. But if you're looking at plant life, everything here came from carbon-based, photosynthesizing flora. Centuries back, but the DNA's still there, if you know where to look." He plucked a leaf from the ground. The rubber peeled apart easily when he opened it up.

"This is the most natural, well, most pre-apocalyptic, plant that grows now. One of the few carbon-based life forms here anymore." The silver robot looked at it, hunching to see and be less imposing. She analyzed it and, sure enough, nothing but hydrocarbons.

"Wait, what's your name? I'm Boolean."

"Evelyn."