#thirrim

The Androids of THIRRIM

When the liquid beasts start to take bullets straight to the face with no reaction, the responsible thing to do is to send sapient robots the size of a car, of course.

(alt title: lets all have blue in our designs and not tell Markus it's going to be funny as hell)

These androids are made by modifying existing models due to the lack of both funds and materials needed to create brand new combat models from scratch. They are differentiated from their regular counterparts by an additional letter next to their model name.

Oh, and the symbol on Simon's shoulder armor is Cyber-Jericho's logo. Since the revolution/demonstration never happened, they are stuck with the stupid square/hashtag looking thing. The hell is CJ, you ask? Well.  Cyber-Jericho is the collective of both CyberLife and Jericho that formed when a Thirrim launched the Jericho (the ship) into the CyberLife hangars, and both sides had to put their differences apart and fight together (or be absolutely detroyed by fucked up alive android blood). Afterwards, they both realised that hey, these guys don't suck THAT hard actually! Since Jericho was already launched and very badly stuck in the CyberLife hangars, they simply stabilised its position.

I just wanted to put amanda and markus in the same building and be forced to interact

fucked up dbh au where thirium is sentient and is forming massive beasts that are drawn towards inorganic material in order to get larger and then mitosis into more of themselves. cyberlife, obviously, seeing an oppurtinity and possible goverment commision, gets into making combat/defense units. unlike the game, these ones are allowed to get deviancy (even encouraged to!) because they might need to calculate the weight of human lives vs their mission (bring down the beasts as fast as possible) at some point, and a machine would 100% go for the mission.

so its a problem when an unfinished prototype hasnt snapped out of machine mode for the last few months. especially since its like 95 meters tall. amanda, who is overseeing the whole process, has almost no choice given everyone who has enough authorization to know about the prototype either is fucking scared shitless of that thing or not mentally ready to get closer than 5 meters to it. there is a reason the the armor meant for the new pilot says "PLT-02" on it, and that the cockpit behind the LED smells lightly of bleach still.

a friend of hers says that he knows a guy in the group. sure. yeah. fine. this is where we are now. "knows a guy". not testing, not cv reading, just straight up "knows a guy". if she didint have the entirety of cyberlife and the goverment breathing on her neck, amanda would have obviously refused.

she still thinks about refusing when the most miserable man she has ever seen walks through the doors of her office the next day.

I've realized I have lots of stuff reblogged so if you want to see my stuff:

#ekansposts is the general tag where I throw stuff I've drawn

#holocene park is the weird human revival dinosaur mafia world

#THIRRIM is the fucked up kaiju dbh one