i love you writers with intellectual disabilities. i love you writers who have a limited vocabulary. i love you writers who struggle with grammar and sentence structures. i love you writers who struggle with executive dysfunction. i love you physically disabled writers. i love you writers who have to have someone else do the typing/writing as you speak outloud. i love you writers who repeat themselves. i love you writers who have to take frequent breaks. i love you writers who are on hiatus. i love you all so, so much.
So I recently got Risk of Rain 2, and I’m kinda of obsessed with MUL-T’s backstory, and for his backstory alone I think they might be my favorite character.
MUL-T is a construction robot, and after you complete a run, you get their backstory. It’s one of the longest entries in the game, solely because it’s essentially a short story. To condense the story, basically, these two guys a a robot assembly jailbreak a MUL-T unit, basically giving them the ability to have critical thinking skills, and allows them to learn to do anything from the things that surround them. These two guys send the jail broken MUL-T down the assembly line, and one of them asks if the MUL-T will be fine on its own, and the other responds with something to the effect of:
“What can one MUL-T unit do in 13 hours?”
If you, the player choose MUL-T, and escape the moon, then the answer to that question becomes
1. Stow away onto the “Safe Travels”
2. Learn how to kill with a worrying amount of effectiveness
3. Over the course of like, an hour, fucking KILL GOD.
4. Become deactivated, forever.
Like, imagine being anyone else on that crew. You head down to the planet, ready for the onslaught of monsters between you and the ship you need to rescue. You look up, and you see some sort of storage box descend from the ship, and some random robot drops out of it from the sky. The equivalent of a WALL-E unit, or like a roomba meant to build buildings.The crew think to themselves “oh, that robot is definitely gonna be destroyed”, and then watch as the robot slowly starts to slide towards a Lemurian, and then, suddenly, that same robot sends a piece of goddamn fucking REBAR through its FUCKING HEAD. Staring, now in either horror or awe, the crew watch as the robot switches it’s Rebar Puncher for what appears to be some sort of container for construction waste, and some how, some fucking how, they shoot goddamn fucking ROCKETS at even MORE MONSTERS, killing them DEVASTATINGLY quick. The area is clear of monsters, and very slowly, the robot turns towards the crew. They are fucking terrified. The robot, now covered in the gore of these monsters suddenly, and simply just… waves at them all. The MUL-T unit then proceeds to slide away to continue their slaughter.
Commando: Captain?
Captain: Yes?
Commando: We need to shut that thing off once we get out of here.
Captain: Yup.
And that’s it. That’s literally MUL-T’s entire backstory, and I fucking love it. This dumbass robot just casually learns from the crew how to murder shit, and then just goes with them to kill God, and then gets shut off forever. It is they dumbest thing ever, and I love them for it. Go fuck them up you funky little robot.
all my advice about using real athletes to learn drawing bodies beyond hard abs, and my particular pref being wrestlers, also applies to women btw. you can draw women who r strong and not an hourglass shape. fucking do it.
kris statlander, rhea ripley (look at her SHAPE), willow nightingale, ruby soho, these r just four off the top of my head that have obvious musculature and different body types. skye blue and julia hart have more slim cheerleader style bodies as well, i REALLY wanted to put emi sakura who is fucking STOUT (adoring) in this post but i couldn't find a good demonstrative pic, the list goes on