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@morionaandandre
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This just turned into some Beauty and the Beast shit...
In Beautiful Boy and Batshitcrazy kinda way...
MAGIC ANON TIME YOU HUSBAND HAS HUMAN BODY AND MORIONA IS A GUN for 3 day ENJOYY
Genderbent Moriona
/sketchdump /neverfinishwip

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“Dudeeee! You’re like, super shiny!”
“Android?… like… human-robot?“ She paused and blinked. “Then you’re just like Andre then! Well, except the body part… my boo was made by Hyperion, too!“ She pointed toward the gun.
“Assisţa̢nce wo͡uld҉ be ver̛y ̨a̡p̧prec͜ia͡t͠ed͞, ͏no̶t that͘ I d̢o͢ņ’t̶ tr̵u͟s̵t̶ ̕you, ̷hòne̸y, b̛ut ͞th̡e m͟o͝r͝e th͜e merrier.“ The AI answered to the Prometheus’s offer. “Accor͞d͟in̵g to ͟t̷h̡e da̴ta, òu̕r ͢t̢aŗg͟e̵ţ is ̷80̕0 m̵etèrs͟ n̕or͜t̀h from he̷re… Íf y̢o̷ú d͝i͝dn̴’t͜ dr̷ive͠ ͟our͟ ͡out̵ru̕n̶ner͝ ̨of̨f th͡ȩ ͘cli̡ff we w͢o͢u̵l̵d hav͝e mad̶e͞ ̨it̛ t͟h̛e͘r͏e̡ alr̷ead̶y.̵“
“Well then we won’t get to meet our new friendddddd!“ … who she’s still staring and smiling at.
“Yes, a ‘Human Robot’, granted the more sophisticated android designs had more visible skin and required to wear clothing rather than just.. Well, already having a suit of sorts.” From the looks of it the majority of whatever he looked like he was wearing was just merged onto him, very much like a cyborg exoskeleton, however far more humane in its contours and such. Unlike some of the surgery addicted abominations roaming around…
“They put an Artificial intelligence module inside a gun?” Pausing to think about that, Prometheus was slightly frightened at the thought. Then again, placing a relatively stable A.I. inside a gun was definitely going to be more safe than some of the more unstable humans…
Prometheus put on the friendliest smile he could given the current situation, and stated, “Shall we get going then?” Prometheus would hover once more in the direction stated. 800 meters was… Half a mile, or 2624 feet. Better get to stepping!
“’̵Ac͡c̡id͘e̵n͘tally“ Answered, the AI, stuck in a gun.
“Yis! Lets go! Ain’t nobody gonna die ‘til we make it happen! woohoo!“ Moriona sounded overjoyed with the thoughts of killing someone for her favorite stones. Didn’t help the fact that she has already nabbed some of the Eridiums in that area with her as well.
And the walk began, taking the safe route through the rocks and stay out of sight of the bandits, hoping if worst come to worst, Prometheus can take all the bullets before she has to, best friends ever.
“Sooo, who made you?“ She asked while checking Prometheus out from head to toe, inspecting in curiosity.
i had free time to doodle today and i really like moriona’s design
(character is by @yuikami / @morionaandandre)
Purrrrrrrfect♥ Thank youuu!
(Sorry for the couple days disappearance. I kinda got addicted to Breeding Season = w =;; but I’m done... for now... nothing else for me to do for current public build, gotta start replying meow. But anyway, this game is fricken interesting and fun)
Maliwan guns shoot more lightning than the next leading competitor!
“Yes pl͟ease̴, ̧a ̧n̡o͞rḿal ̷Trade Agreement w̡ould ͡do ̶j͘u̷st fine.͝ ͞T͡hank ỳou fo̡r ̧u̕n̴d̷e͢rsta͡ndín̵g͏.͏ I’̶ll ͟s͏til͢l have̛ ̨to̡ w̢ait́ for ͞m̀y̧ ͝wif͏e͝ ͢to b͟e so̕be͞r͏ be̶for͟e sh͏e͘ càņ ͏s̵i͘gn ̶iţ then s̀e͠nd̴ it ̡ba̸ck you͞r w̸a̸y. T̛hàt should̶ ͞gi͘ve̛ us̷ plent͞y of̴ ͡t̷im̛e̡.̴”
Phillip “Phil” Phillian “DeadEye”…I know. She wasn’t right in the head, my mother. In naming me….
“Sooo Phillllll, why did she name you Deadeye????“ :D

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“Dudeeee! You’re like, super shiny!”
“Android?... like... human-robot?“ She paused and blinked. “Then you’re just like Andre then! Well, except the body part... my boo was made by Hyperion, too!“ She pointed toward the gun.
“Assisţa̢nce wo͡uld҉ be ver̛y ̨a̡p̧prec͜ia͡t͠ed͞, ͏no̶t that͘ I d̢o͢ņ’t̶ tr̵u͟s̵t̶ ̕you, ̷hòne̸y, b̛ut ͞th̡e m͟o͝r͝e th͜e merrier.“ The AI answered to the Prometheus’s offer. “Accor͞d͟in̵g to ͟t̷h̡e da̴ta, òu̕r ͢t̢aŗg͟e̵ţ is ̷80̕0 m̵etèrs͟ n̕or͜t̀h from he̷re... Íf y̢o̷ú d͝i͝dn̴’t͜ dr̷ive͠ ͟our͟ ͡out̵ru̕n̶ner͝ ̨of̨f th͡ȩ ͘cli̡ff we w͢o͢u̵l̵d hav͝e mad̶e͞ ̨it̛ t͟h̛e͘r͏e̡ alr̷ead̶y.̵“
“Well then we won’t get to meet our new friendddddd!“ ... who she’s still staring and smiling at.
F*9king no good, dirty damn...
“I swear these damn suits are just worth nothing! nothing is clean! there is a damn speck here and it just simply won’t go away!”
Phil has not have had a good day, in fact he would call this a damn fucking filthy day,since the Dahl’s former glory laid bared here in the Caustic Cavern it has been difficult lately to ‘acquire’( he simply refuses to use scavenge) replacement parts, of course he can simply by a new one, but this…Oooh this beauty, she simply cant be replaced, she has long helped with his conquest and he will not just give her up! his Rifle has always been a part of him, and she will not simply be replaced. Why are most inanimate object are she anyways? who the hell thought of that shit? now what was he doing again…..AH! yes. this Damn Request getting rid of these damn Spiderants,..”I just need to get higher. a one,two shot if you will do” preching up above to see below in the infestation he begins to set up.
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What the…What th-”WHAT THE F*#K!”
Phil stood in shock, That was his Kill, that was his ticket to upgrading his Darling. and BOOM! gone. GONE! and by what? Some speck of Dirt! A filthy Speck of DIRT! He did not come to The damn Mines for this…
It was suppose to be a One shot, Clean and now it’s dirty.
“YOU!!!!”
“NOT GOOD!” phil being the rational man he is, or like to think he is, signals the Dirty speck Down
“Dudeeee! You’re like, super shiny!”
”Mind if I stare at you for a bit? You’re like, a walking giant bar of shiny-stone… Eridium, I mean.”
”Plea̷s͝e ́sa͏y͢ ҉y̢ou̡ do… ͜ańd my ap͟ology for heŕ ruḑènes̶s̸.” @hyperion-prometheus
What was this? A severely underpopulated area lacking mines for harvesting Eridium, Prometheus can fix that. Just have to dig deep enou-! Oh what the hell was that? It was lunch time, not punch time. Prometheus would pause and turn his head ever so slowly to the side where two voices originated. A lady and… Where was the other voice coming from? Hyperion didn’t upload a second A.I. to this chassis during the last nap-time, did they? Wait, no, it was obviously external, although the only other thing here was a rifle. Wait a minute, was that rifle speaking? That rifle was speaking.
“Uh, go ahead… Wait, why does she want to stare at me?”
It was too late. He said the first three words that would count as permission. Probably a bad choice in judgement right now. Then again thats what happens when an A.I. made two years ago makes a choice…
The lady looked extremely excited, her eyes widely locked on Prometheus, her grin pressed deep into her cheeks, her hands reaching in front of her, fingers wiggling constantly like gazillion earthworms gasping for freedom out of dirt surface.
“Sh͜e͜ ̶j͡u͝st lįk̶es̛ E͞ri̡d͟i̶ưm͢.̛.. a͞ lo̧t̶…“ The rifle answered his question with his depressing robotic voice. “Hone̢y, ̧we͟ s͞ho͘uld let ̷the m͝a̸ń ̸w̧ork ̢in p̵e͢açe̷. ̵We’͞re only her͠e ̡f͢o̡r t̵h̛e̴ ͠Mission r̴e̴m̷e͢m͜ber̕?”
“Just… a couple more seconds…” She still hasn’t blink… yet… Those Eridium shards and dust from all the Eridium mining really made her see him as a moving-talking Eridium doll right now. “You wanna come home with me, Eridium man? You’ll have a lot of friends who’re also shiny Eridium like youuu.”
The feeling of being objectified was not a good one, especially when referring to a very sentient machine. But still, the sheer amount of strangers and weirdos on this planet were either endearing or just… Well, the type to just eat a car with a fork, like, the whole car. The vibe the woman who was reaching for him was more so the ‘I ate a whole car with a fork, and then tell bedtime stories to my guns and robots’… So, somewhat endearing?
The sight of the tiny fingers moving around like that just jibber jabbing around like threshers on the portions of Pandora caused an unusual reaction, the ‘giant walking eridium bar’ began to hover slightly off the ground. While unnoticeable at first, he reached approximately a meter (3.3 feet) off the ground.
“Is she always like this? Uh, what mission? Her fingers are scaring me.” The last bit obviously being under his mechanical breath.
The ‘walking talking Eridium doll’ would pause, himself still not noticing the fact he was floating right now mid-air, thought for a moment about the offer of going with the woman and the talking rifle and having inanimate friends. While yes, the offer of exposure to ‘E-rock’ was very great, as well as the talking rifle being awesome.
“That really depends on whether or not i’ll be able to leave, and not get hit over the head and knocked out when i’m there… It will not turn out well if that happens.” He seemed very naive for someone his estimated physical age, of 20 something, not stupid like some of the psychos though. Just very trusting and at ease with going with strangers.
“You can flyyyyyyyy ♥ You’re fricken awesome dudeeee!“ Moriona excitedly bounced up and down her spot... almost like a little kid who found herself a new toy. “We’re on a mission to kill some guy who owe some guy some money, wanna tag along?! Still you should totally consider my request. We have nice pizza boxes beds, and 24/7 opened window with on going radio from near-by magazine booth.“ The woman continuously gave a description of her homeless hut.
“Some̴t̀im̸e͠s..͡.͜ M̢ayb̡e̵ ͠a litt̶l̛e ̢m̧o͞re͜ than úsual a̢r͞óu̡n̷d̢ ‘s̡hin͢y ̵s̛ton͢e͝s̡’͟.̛.̢.͢ ̨ąn̵d ͞pl̨e͟a̴se͡ i̴gņore̵ m͜y w̢if̵e̕’͏s̕ ̢r͏eque̵st... ͡w҉e ҉bare͡ly̴ even háve aņy s̡p͡a̢c̡e ̵to ͞m̵o͠ve̷ ̡around...“ Robotic sighing sound came out of its tiny speaker instead of air... “Anyway, I’m Andre, and this is Moriona, my wife. A pleasure...“
“Dudeeee! You’re like, super shiny!”
”Mind if I stare at you for a bit? You’re like, a walking giant bar of shiny-stone… Eridium, I mean.”
”Plea̷s͝e ́sa͏y͢ ҉y̢ou̡ do… ͜ańd my ap͟ology for heŕ ruḑènes̶s̸.” @hyperion-prometheus
What was this? A severely underpopulated area lacking mines for harvesting Eridium, Prometheus can fix that. Just have to dig deep enou-! Oh what the hell was that? It was lunch time, not punch time. Prometheus would pause and turn his head ever so slowly to the side where two voices originated. A lady and… Where was the other voice coming from? Hyperion didn’t upload a second A.I. to this chassis during the last nap-time, did they? Wait, no, it was obviously external, although the only other thing here was a rifle. Wait a minute, was that rifle speaking? That rifle was speaking.
“Uh, go ahead… Wait, why does she want to stare at me?”
It was too late. He said the first three words that would count as permission. Probably a bad choice in judgement right now. Then again thats what happens when an A.I. made two years ago makes a choice…
The lady looked extremely excited, her eyes widely locked on Prometheus, her grin pressed deep into her cheeks, her hands reaching in front of her, fingers wiggling constantly like gazillion earthworms gasping for freedom out of dirt surface.
“Sh͜e͜ ̶j͡u͝st lįk̶es̛ E͞ri̡d͟i̶ưm͢.̛.. a͞ lo̧t̶...“ The rifle answered his question with his depressing robotic voice. “Hone̢y, ̧we͟ s͞ho͘uld let ̷the m͝a̸ń ̸w̧ork ̢in p̵e͢açe̷. ̵We’͞re only her͠e ̡f͢o̡r t̵h̛e̴ ͠Mission r̴e̴m̷e͢m͜ber̕?”
“Just... a couple more seconds...” She still hasn’t blink... yet... Those Eridium shards and dust from all the Eridium mining really made her see him as a moving-talking Eridium doll right now. “You wanna come home with me, Eridium man? You’ll have a lot of friends who’re also shiny Eridium like youuu.”
“Dudeeee! You’re like, super shiny!”
”Mind if I stare at you for a bit? You’re like, a walking giant bar of shiny-stone... Eridium, I mean.”
”Plea̷s͝e ́sa͏y͢ ҉y̢ou̡ do... ͜ańd my ap͟ology for heŕ ruḑènes̶s̸.” @hyperion-prometheus

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