born to use switches and knobs arranged in a cockpit, each one offering a tactile sensation as you flick it and the mech you're in lurches into action
forced to use touchscreens at your desk
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I need a lot of practice in drawing mechs ueghh ;__;
Custom for SumTrails on Twt
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HA Subutai
The premiere commander frame for the Armory with peerless control of battlefield movement, your enemies and your allies included.
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Design doc
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Arsenal of the Fool
31 flavours of robotic rampage...
Did this to challenge myself, I think I realise now I need a refresher on Scott Robertsons perspective drawing activities, and also more practice translating equipment into my own style, rather than always going for gun / sword hands.
It's cool though! Normally I'm so anxious, I always say "oh, it'd be nice to do that some day, then give up before finishing the sketch. This one is just okay, but having tried it now I have a measure that I can compare against next time. Also like the aspect of some of these looking a little wacky and maybe even if they have a specific purpose in mind.
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It’s not super common, but sometimes a pilot falls in action while their HAK remains operable. In events like this, commanding officers will usually order a new pilot to be assigned to the chassis - and the Doors pity the poor fool who gets the charge.
We’re not entirely sure how, but HAKs frequently store a backlog of sorts of their previous pilot’s brain patterns. When a new operator is introduced to the unit… well, it’s absurd but I reckon the HAK doesn’t like it. That’s the best way I can describe it; these machines have a preference for their old pilot, and they need to make sure everything is as close to “normal” as possible.
It starts with the pilot reporting hearing voices. Usually they’re helpful, they give the pilot advice in battle situations and whatnot. I remember one kid, must’ve been no older than 24, who swore she’d heard someone whisper to her to dodge a missile she had no clue was coming.
Our scientists say that they’re“false memory hallucinations” but the pilots call em “family”. But these aren’t some helpful sprites; and that ain’t the end either.
Secondhand pilots start to lose track of things. Sometimes they report feelings of dissociation; legs too long, faces too thin. Some pilots start to feel something like gender dysphoria, others get paranoid or anxious where they previously were fine. They experience dysmorphia so extreme that many attempt to modify their bodies to satisfy the mech’s desires. They all start to forget their names - instead, they demand to be called by the same sign as the previous operator for their HAK.
At the same time, their piloting skills increase. They pull maneuvers they’ve never even tried before, and all secondhand pilots have at least a 250% mission success rate. Probably why the higher-ups still keep reassigning pilots like this; it’s just too lucrative to have an operator with twice as much experience.
We have three of these pilots in our division. They’re freaky - even more so than regular HAK operators. They have scars on their hands and legs from where they tried to adjust their lengths, and they move uncannily, like some alien creature infesting a human shell.
There’s a rumor that they’re experimenting with subsequent iterations of inheritance, seein how many souls they can cram into one body I guess. God only knows what that’ll be like.
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I'm blitzing on that Lancerfunny Werewolf Ransom Note Meme Nuggets. Hit that blunt so hard I had to reconstruct my sentences from words I said ten years ago. This shit ain't nothing to me, man. I'm vaping that Golden Flame Long Rim Calliopean Kush. I'm vaping that Asphodelian Outland Acid Poison. I sold a brick to Jerry Masters while Shelly watched. I hit that They/Them Streamer Bussy so hard the Central Committee had to call an emergency session.
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Space Explorer by Jinsei Choh
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A while ago I was shooting the shit with some Battletech oldheads and I mentioned I kinda wanted one of the old, slim metal Mad Dogs. Lo and behold, one was produced and I was told it'd be more use to me than it was moldering in a pile of shame. Hopefully I did it's old owner proud.
This is an *old* miniature. It's at least 23 years old based on the Ral Partha stamp, but its possibly as old as 30. That's old enough that I'm not sure whether or not the pewter in this is lead free ':v
Size comparison with a modern Mad Dog. Children grow up so fast these days
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