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dougdimmadodo · 9 months
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Common Drone Fly (Eristalis tenax)
Family: Hoverfly Family (Syrphidae)
IUCN Conservation Status: Least Concern
Present and abundant on every continent except Antarctica, the Common Drone Fly is one of several hoverfly species that exhibit Batesian mimicry (a form of mimicry in which a harmless species has evolved to mimic the appearance of a toxic or otherwise dangerous species,) with its fluffy body and yellow-and-black striped abdomen giving it a bee-like appearance that deters most would-be predators despite lacking any real defensive abilities itself - upon closer inspection, it can be easily distinguished from a true bee owing to its thick body (bees have a narrow "waist" between their thorax and abdomen,) short, stubby antennae (bees generally have longer, flexible antennae) and wings (bees have 4 overlapping wings, while flies have only two wings.) Feeding on nectar and pollen, males of this species claim small flower-filled areas as their territories and guard them fiercely, hovering in mid-air to survey their surroundings and chasing off any similarly-sized insects that come close. Females travel between these territories searching for food and mates, and after mating they lay clutches of sticky oval-shaped eggs near bodies of water; the larvae, known as rat-tailed maggots, are aquatic and feed on detritus and bacteria, breathing air through an extremely long tail-like structure that extends from their abdomen. After reaching a suitable size and age the larvae crawl onto land and pupate in sheltered areas, and upon reaching adulthood they may live for several years, hibernating in rocky cracks or rotting wood to survive the winter.
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Image Source: https://www.inaturalist.org/taxa/55719-Eristalis-tenax
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zoology-time · 6 months
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Common Drone Fly, Eristalis tenax
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faguscarolinensis · 3 months
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Eristalis tenax on Prunus mume 'Kobai' / Common Drone Fly on 'Kobai' Japanese Plum Blossom at the Coker Arboretum at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill in Chapel Hill, NC
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cordycepsbian · 2 years
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day 13: cold
the mother crystal keeps bugaria and some of the north safe from the changing seasons, but the deadlands experience winter all the same
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kkolg · 6 months
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You read the title, ROLL THE ANIMAL PLANET MUSIC-
Ahem, when a disassembly drone decides that they want to obtain a partner, they must prepare for the most spectacular show you have ever seen- with steps of course…
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Step 1: Creating a display
Every great performance must have a stage to use, after all, what good is an amazing show without the looks to go with it? The disassembly will first fly around to find a wide open area to create their stage or “display”. The display that disassemblys make are usually large circles that are made out of old workers, oil, and many reflective materials. The disassemblys usually take workers that are the most chopped up and are still slightly filled with oil, they also take any excess oil they find to make the outline of the circle-like formation. The reason they do this is to prove to other drones that they are such effective hunters, they can allow quite a bit of oil to go to waste. The more oil; the better the hunter, which in turn leads to the higher likelihood of finding a partner.
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Oh, well look at that- it seems a poor, little, drone has stumbled into this lovely display. It is time to impress. 
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Step 2: Impress 
First impressions are always very important when it comes to anything, especially when trying to obtain a partner. Disassemblys will often first bring out their wings as high up as they can and begin to rattle the wing blades. They will try their best to look as presentable as possible by standing up tall, puffing their chest, hands behind their backs, etc…
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If the drone has surprisingly stayed through to pre-show, then it’s on to the real performance.
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Step 3: The Dance
Every disassembly’s dance is unique in its own way, but they do usually have certain things in common such as: hopping, twirling, shuffling, etc… The way each disassembly uses these techniques is what makes them different. You also will see constant eye contact and rattling of the wing blades during the show. As the performance goes on the disassembly will begin to get closer to the drone, who would usually be standing in the middle of the display, surrounding them in a spiral-like motion.
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Unfortunately, the aforementioned shiny things don’t just attract potential mates, but also competition. Now there are many reasons why another disassembly may want to invade on such a ceremonial performance: the oil lying around, scraps, territory, or the other drone (wether it be for food or partnership) The performer however, will hardly go down without a fight. Surprisingly, disassemblys can be very civil creatures. When impeding on such an important performance like this, even disassemblys know that they shouldn’t cause blood oil-shed whenever there’s a poor, unsuspecting drone around (unless they’re not the one being swooned). Disassemblys will instead fight for dominance using their appearances and techniques alone. They’ll show off their claws and shake their wings and tail as a warning, then they usually begin to get int each other’s faces and start hissing and butting chests. They do this to try and push the other out of the circle. Why?
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Because once a disassembly has been pushed out-
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-it is a sign of weakness, and is taken as a loss.
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Now that that has been handled, it is time for the final phase of the dance. Once a disassembly has gotten close enough to the other drone, they will begin to do light headbutts to the others chest. If the drone continues to stay, that in turn means they are completely comfortable with the other.
 And now the ceremony is finally completed.
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BASED ON @thecosmiccrow’s LOVELY HEADCANNON IT IS FOREVER ENGRAVED INTO MY BRAIN
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bogleech · 8 months
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Many parasites takeover the minds and bodies of insects, spiders or other creatures, making them like zombies. You’ve listed some in spider-ween and other places. Do you know any parasites that take over bees? I know wasps lay their eggs in their larva, but haven’t really found anything about those that pilot a bee’s body.
Strepsipterans! Also frequently just called "Stylops"
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These are the weirdest most alien insect group in existence. What you're seeing are the head ends of the mature females; their bodies are just bags of tissue that absorb nutrients from the host, so they no longer have any trace of limbs or wings and their flat little heads no longer have mouths or eyes.
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The only reason the female's heads stick out of the host at all is because the head evolved into the end they mate with. The short-lived mature male is a very tiny flying thing (whose anatomy is unlike any other insect alive today - a totally unique type of wing, unique eye arrangement, we have NO idea what these evolved from, except for some loose connections to beetles!) who mates by breaking through the female's featureless armored face with his bladed genitalia and then he dies. And Strepsiptera can be found infecting all sorts of arthropods, even apparently some arachnids, but none of those arthropods really tend to sit still when a little tiny flying man tries to land on them, so the females usually do something to their hosts (we aren't sure what exactly) to make them slower and more complacent. Social Hymenoptera like bees are especially common hosts though, and when a worker bee or wasp is infected by stylops, she actually abandons her colony and her duties for extended periods of time to just perch in one place while the parasite broadcasts its mating pheromones. This is especially eerie from the bee's perspective; a worker bee is a female bee that wasn't allowed to become a queen and isn't "supposed" to be going around mating, but now she's sitting around waiting for a male just like any other bug that wants to be a mom. It's just not a male of her species and she's not the one who gets to reproduce. Is the parasite tapping into buried queen behavior? Does the bee's little brain think it's calling for a drone to help it start a new hive? Or does the parasite just make the bee a lazy slob who stops caring about her hive and just feels like chilling out on a flower all day? We might never know.
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Here are those unique eyes of the male for anyone wondering. Not set in a fine multifaceted grid like in other insects, but clustered, still set in their own individual "sockets" like we see in much more ancient arthropods like trilobites! This suggests that Strepsipteran eyes date back to when insects were first beginning to evolve towards true compound eyes, but there still aren't many insects in the fossil record that have anything else in common with these animals. EDIT: oh yeah I forgot to include that these are in the children's book made by @revretch and I!
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I did the rough pencil sketch of this page while Rev did the beautiful inks! I felt kids should know about these animals but I tried to explain it in the most kid-friendly way possible.
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myladysapphire · 1 year
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His Sapphire princess (III)
After the night in the brothel Rhaenyra is married to Laenor Velayron to protect the birth of her child. who in the years to follow is the only one of Rhaenyra's children that is believed to be his, she is loved by all in the red keep, even queen Alicent adores the girl, so when Rhaenyra proposes a marriage between Aemond and Rhaenyra's daughter Visenya, Alicent happily agrees.
The children having been best friends in their youths are more than happy to be wed but when the incident at drift mark occurs things change, will it be for better or worse?
word count: 1,444
CW: mummy issues, incest, mentions of death, daddy issues, neglicent parents
Fem!oc x Aemond Targeryen (can be read as x reader)
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disclamer:  i do not own any of claim any of the A song of ice and  fire charecters, all rights belong to GRR MARTIN, all charecters are his  except for my OC    
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                                                       Visenya
The week spent at Dragonstone was dull, the sky was grey as was the mood. Her brothers missed the keep and she missed Aemond. She begged her mother day in and day out to visit him, to fly to the keep if only to stay for dinner. But to no surprise her mother refused her. She did not think she would see him for years, that was until the news came. She should not have been happy, but she was to see him, her Aemond, her betrothed.
But the context of seeing him was sombre, her Aunt Laena had passed in the child bed, her child with her. Her father was inconsolable, driving himself further and further into his cups. She seemed to be the only one, aside from Ser Qarl, who cared for him. Her mother and brothers morning the tragic deaths of the Strongs, or for her brothers their father. She was the one to make sure he was fed and bathed for those few days they prepared to leave. And once that was done, she would give her mother comfort. Her mother refused to see her brothers after she heard the news, so Visenya was whom she clung to, whom she hugged and cried with. Visenya was mourning too but was forced to put it behind her, she had no relation to either of the death and though Harwin had been a true father figure to her, her brothers had lost their real father, though Luke did not know that. For four days she wiped their tears, kissed their cheeks, saw them feed, bathed, and put to bed. And not once did her mother thank her.
They left for Driftmark five days after receiving the news, her mother a new woman, putting the death of her lover behind her, and being there for her sons, not her daughter whom she shunned once again, pushing her towards Laenor. He was depressed, once they reached Driftmark it only made matters worse.
Now standing at the cliffside of Driftmark Vaemond Veleryon droning on in Valyrian, in what was meant to be a tribute but instead became a way to mock her mother and brothers.
“We join today at the seat of the sea to commit the lady Leana of house Veleryon to the eternal waters…” she tuned him out, uninterested in the scathing glares, only focusing once again when a man, whom she guessed to be her Uncle Daemon, began to laugh. At his wife’s funeral, smirking as if it was all one huge joke. He only stopped when he made eye contact with her, his eyes gleaming with curiosity.
She looked away, searching the crowd for Aemond.
                                                        Aemond
A week and a half apart had been an utter tournament, for Aemond. Aegon had refused to levee him be, chasing after him nagging in and on about both of their betrothals, begging to swap even.  
“We have nothing in common” Aegon whined, downing his fifth cup of the day.
“she’s our sister” he reminded, searching for Visenya over the sea of people.
“You marry her then” Aegon sneered, “then I would get to marry Visenya, me and her have much in common” Aegon spoke voice in a daze and began searching in the crowd for her.
“I would perform my duty if mother had only betrothed us,” Aemond said “but I am to wed Visenya and that shall not be duty, brother, but love,”  he said it so surely, as if it was written in the stars, perhaps it was.
His brother scoffed, having always had some preference for Visenya, he was four when she was born and refused to leave Rhaenyra’s side out of fear of losing sight of her. And when she began to walk, he followed her everywhere, and never truly stopped. But it was Aemond she shared a coat with, a wet nurse and their lessons. Whilst Aegon followed, and he and she ran hand in hand.
As they got older Aegon began to court her in a way, finding flowers and gifts to sway her. There was unspoken tension between the brothers, both what to have her, to show her who was better for her. But Aemond had won, he and secured a way to forever untie them, marriage. But Aegon’s new interest in wine and the discovery of brothels made him have altered his motives, Aemond was unsure of what exactly, but Aegon had found a new pursuit of Visenya, one he as of yet had no contest in.
“It would strengthen the family, keep our Valyrian blood pure” Aemond reminded him, wanting to take his brother’s attention off Visenya.
“she’s an idiot”.
“she’s your future wife” Aemond retorted, “you should show her some semblance of respect”.
“We do have one thing in common,” Aegon said,  sparring Helaena a small glance as she played with her bugs, whispering words they did not understand, “we both fancy creatures with very long legs” Aegon’s eyes had once again found Visenya, before running off to chase one of the serving girls.
“Aemond” Visenya nearly shouted. walking quickly up to him once the service was ended. she pulled him into a hug, mumbling into his hair “I missed you”
“Me too” he hugged her back, refusing to let her go.
“how have you been” “did you like my letters” they spoke at the same time,.
“I’ve missed you too much, the keep is too quiet without you and i now understand why Aegon hates to attend his lessons, they are so full without you there”?
“Oh course, maester Arychn does not know the meaning of the word fun” Visenya giggled,  “Dragonstone is beautiful, but the sky is grey and it is cold and all we eat is fish. Aemond, I hate fish” she made a gagging sound “before I did not like it so much but now it is revolting”.
Aemond laughed, grabbing her hand.
“I meet Rhaena and Baela earlier” Visenya started, turning to face Aemond “did you know their mother Laena claimed Vaghar when she was five and ten”.
He nodded, of course, he did, having no dragon all he did was read of them and their riders “she was the dragon of Visenya Targaryen, the oldest living dragon, the queen of dragons” he nodded, speaking in awe
“Rhaena fears her, she spoke of how her mother intended to pass Vaghar to her but” she leaned in to whisper in his ear “she still remains unclaimed, imagine me on the king’s dragon and you on the queen of dragons”.
And he did, them flying through the sky, hands reaching for each other at impossible distances.
“I know her mother has only just passed but a dragon is not inherited”. 
Aemond nodded, already forming a plan.
“Is that Dameon?” he then questioned looking over at the silver-haired man staring at Visenya.
“yes” Senya  nodded “Is he waving at me?”
“I think so” Aemond agreed “I have heard stories of him, they call him the rouge prince, and of how he defeated the crab eater in the steppestones” Aemond blabbed “you should talk to him, he seems to want to speak with you”. 
she nodded, letting go of his hand and hesitantly walking forward.
                                                       Visenya 
“Prince Daemon” she greeted, before looking back at Aemond to see the reassuring smile on his face.
Daemon was leant against a wall, looking her up and down before smiling and releasing a small chuckle, “Visneya, was it?” 
“Yes,” she mumbled
He hummed, moving forward, “You are the spitting image of my mother, aside from your eyes” he spoke, stroking her cheek and tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. “You have my eyes” he spoke, tilting her chin up.
She didn't want to meet his yes, she knew what he meant, she looked down, catching a glimpse of dark sister and letting out a small gasp “is that dark sister?” 
He chuckled again, letting go of her chin, “yes, do you want to see it?” 
She nodded, a smile gracing her face. It was beautiful, pure Valyrian metal, the sword of her namesake. “Ser Harwin had started to train me” she mumbled “Mother refused to let me learn with my brothers, so Harwin used to sneak me lessons whenever he could”
Daemon nodded, a smile filling his face “and are you any good?” he teased
“I could knock you on your arse given the chance” she joked, daemon let out a loud chuckle, humming.
“im sure you could”
“Visenya!” she heard her mother call, walking up to her “go to bed”
“But its earl-”
“Go to bed” Looking down, she nodded, “yes, mother”
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unamused-boss · 7 months
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California Dreaming pt3
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Billy Hargrove x Reader
Last part! Warning: Kinda short, but I still hope you love it!
Summary: Max and Billy could only agree on one thing in common.... and that was you. You were their neighbor when the lived in California and Billy had the biggest crush on you. Plus it helped that you babysat, more like hangout with, Max. You were his California dream. And sometimes dreams come true.
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You couldn't stand the time you had away from Billy. Your best friend and boyfriend were gone all in one on the same day. You've been writing to Billy which is a plus. Turns out he joined the basketball team. He's been to every party thrown in town, but he says they're all a bust. Met a guy named Munson that gets him weed, but Billy quotes "It's nothing like the shit in Cali...". You can't help but laugh at his sarcastic tones through the letters.
You know he misses it here. He tells you in every letter the love that he holds for you, that nothing will change. He admitted to going on some dates with girl to get you off his mind. He felt guilty, he wanted your forgiveness even though you told him to try an move on to at least have fun. Billy said ,once again, in his letter that he wants no one else but you. Your eyes were something he missed most of all. He said that you had a light in them that he felt only he saw. You always giggled when it came to the gushy stuff in his letters. Billy was a flirt with girls but he was a romantic with you.
Since graduating high school early you've had a lot of time on your hands. You were still gonna walk at graduation, you just weren't going to do anything else. Cause by god you are getting that dumb piece of paper in front of everyone. It was a couple of days before the week up spring break but for you it was a regular working Wednesday. You currently work at some clothing store in the mall and oh so excitedly deal with mother's trying to get some sort of deal out of you.
The time was 5:00pm you are now pulling into your driveway of your house for the night. Happy that your got off early you notice your parents aren't home yet. You make your way down to the mailbox to check for anything. Which you find a bunch of letters piled onto one another. You begin to sift through it.
"Bill, Bill, Coupon, post card from Aunt Shelly, Bill...y." You stop at, what you thought was another bill but was actually, a letter from Billy. You rush up to your front door to be able to read the letter. Throwing everything onto the kitchen table an make your way to your room. You bounce on your bed at tear open the letter...
Hello Y/N, I hope you are happy with what you're doing. I just read your letter. God I wish I could graduate early to get this shit hole. Anyways, Max is doing good. She still with those little balls of snot for friends. Hopefully you wrote her, so she can stop asking me to check the mail for your letters. I miss you very much. Spring break is about to start, since the public pool opened I got a job there. Hopefully I can get enough money to be able to come an see you and to stay with you. You probably already know me, I'm not really good at this writing shit. But if it's for you, I'll do it. I love you, -Billy
You smiled down at the words on the paper.
"I love you too." You said down to the paper. That feeling came back again. The feeling of wanting to see him. You can't help it, you miss him so much. You go over to your landline in the kitchen to lunch in a number you have memorized by heart now.
"Santa Monica airport, what can I help you with today?" The droned out employee said.
"Hey, I wanna know if you have any direct flights to Hawkins Indiana?"
"Hold on, let me check..." You hear a faint typing for a few seconds.
"Anything?" You question.
"None to Hawkins but we have one to Indianapolis flying out this Friday at 5:00am." They said.
"Perfect!" You shouted. "How much?"
"That will be a hundred an thirty dollars..."
"I've got that!" You race around to your purse to fish out your debit card to pay for the ticket. You give them the info to send the ticket via email for you to print out. It would be thirty more dollar but you didn't care.
"Alright, thank you choosing Santa Monica airlines tod-." You didn't even let them finish. You hung up the phone right away to go pack an call off work for the next week or so. You couldn't stop giggling the whole time. Seeing Billy and Max is going to be the best thing to happen to you in the past few months. Then you hear your front door open and shut. Then you realized something...
"Hey mom, I gotta tell you something!" You shouted running out of your room.
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You were honestly shitting your pants the whole way to Hawkins from Santa Monica. You currently stand outside of Hawkins High School waiting for Billy. You slept during your flight over at 5 am but once you were on the ground you couldn't hold still. Your stuff is at the motel just outside of town for the next week.
You passionately waited for Billy to walk out of the school. You could see his car from a mile away. Plus with is reputation it wasn't hard to find out about him. You turned your wrist to look at your watch, 3:15 it read. the bell rang and school was out for spring break. Students passed by you, giving you weird looks.
"Who is that?" "Does Billy know them?" "Probably a desperate Ex." Were some of the things that were thrown around you. As if you couldn't hear the. 'Geez do these people know how to shut up...'
"Billy. Who's that?" An oddly pitchy voice said breaking you out of your thoughts.
Billy ripped his head around to you. You being the last person he would see by his car. The girl he, once had his arm around, was with was now forgotten. Billy thought he was gonna vomit at the sight of you.
"Shit.." You mutter.
"Holy fuck..." He said.
"Billy who is this?" The girl said once again getting annoyed. Billy turned back to her.
"Why are you still here?" He questioned. The girl now looked perplexed. She thought Billy was gonna take her out but now he wants nothing to do with her. Before she could say anything Billy spoke, "Go the hell away. Ya stupid cow..." He muttered the last part.
Billy walked up to you, star struck. He now had you trapped between him and the car with his hands on your hips. Holding you gently. You were smiling up at him.
"What are you doing here?" He asked.
"I wanted to see you." you said. "Is that so bad?" You teased him. When you both could call one another you would constantly tease him over the phone.
"No!" He answered quickly. "It's actually great, cause I was loosing my damn mind being away from you." You giggled at him. He his lips down to your temple, kissing you gently. To the students around you it was shocking to see Billy Hargrove be gentle with anybody. But to you this was your Billy.
"Y/N!!" A familiar voice shouted out to you. You turned to her direction to see Max running full speed to you. You part from Billy momentarily to hug Max.
"Hey MadMax!" You exclaimed. Even though Billy thought Max was a pain in the ass most of the time; he loved seeing you two together. He was happy that she got to see you.
"How long are you here for?" She questioned.
"I'm here for all of spring break." You smiled. They both looked at you dumb founded. You were gonna be with them for a week.
"Yes!" Billy said excitedly, pulling you into a hug. You laughed as he squeezed you.
"How about we go on a date tonight?" You asked him.
"Hell yeah!" He shouted. Crashing his lips onto yours. Desperation and love pouring into the moment. He missed your lips. How soft they were and smooth. He missed you so much.
"ew..." It was faint but you both knew it was from Max.
"Get in the car shit bird." Billy said.
"Hey be nice." You sternly said, mighty sapping his arm. He huffed at you, looking at you with soft eyes. The eye you fell in love with.
"Let's take Max home and we can go on our , much needed, date."
"You took the words right out of my mouth." Billy smiled.And that's how it went for the next week. You spent your time with Billy and Max, well more so Billy. Billy held you so close not wanting to let you go when you both cuddled. You met Max's friends and some more people around Hawkins with your small time there. You had some sleepovers with Max, trying to make up for lost time. Neil wouldn't do anything while you where here in town, so that meant a safe environment for Max and Billy even though it was for a week. You found the town cute, but you prefer Santa Monica.
Most of all, you and Billy got time alone. To be with each other in each others arms. Going on cute dates, walks, drives, everything. You became the envy of the town. The one that swooped Billy Hargrove off hid feet the spring break of 85'. He wouldn't have it any other way though. He would stay in this shithole town if it meant being with you.
When it came time for you to go home, it was full of tears and heart felt kisses. You didn't want to leave them again but you had to.
"Once I graduate I'll be back, I promise." You said.
When it came time for you to go home, it was full of tears and heart felt kisses. You didn't want to leave them again but you had to. 
"Once I graduate I'll be back, I promise." You said.
That promise was made two months ago. In those two months you also visited Billy three more times over the summer. In your last visit you brought him back home with you. To California. You got him far away from his pain. 
You both have an apartment near the beach, like you both wanted. You stared college; while Billy started work at a car restoration shop. Billy could surf everyday while you laid in the sun. You both loved each other even more with every day that passed.
A California dream come true.
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I know its a cheesy ending but I hope you like it.
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oogaboogaspookyman · 8 days
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Few things to note that i feel like is flying over people's heads...
Uzi caused a second core collapse, the same way Nori described
There's probably evidence of the church being FOUND underground in Copper 9, not BUILT. The evidence seems like a gag and i might be misreading things but it's there
Doctor Chambers did NOT show up today, instead an intern named Mitchell grabbed his uniform (i feel like this is common)
I learned it was Tessa herself who killed Doll in the cave after destroying the patches. THIS MEANS TESSA LIKELY KNEW WHAT WAS GOING ON AND FRAMED UZI FOR IT...
Oh yeah about the second core collapse! Nori had her brain "scrambled enough to have a kid", and her memories returned at their own pace. What about Uzi this time?
Nori almost HALF-IMPLODED the planet in her time. Just sayin' because knowing Liam this might come into play as an ending for Murder Drones...
Aaaand that should be it! Murder Drones lore is CRAAAAZYYYYY got dayum
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ohshi-kaboom · 4 days
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Murder Drones Rider Au + Uzi fanart
Or should i say... Murder Drive AU HEHEHEHE
This lovely amalgamation was made by yours truly when putting murder drones and pretty bikes on a blender hoping for something fancy. And i did it.
The mechanics are simple! (Haha get it? Mechanics)
Uzi is a moody mechanic (i will get real tired of the word mechanic and so will you.) Working in your local Auto shop: Copper's 9 ! Owned by daddy dearest Khan Doorman! She mostly does repairs and common car maintenance, aaand if she decides she likes you well enough you'll get some neat modifications for half the price! (Its a lie but only she knows that)
In her free time she stays around the back of the store repairing and selling old cars as a hobby that also doubles as a side hustle.
Her life in home isn't as sweet as she would hope for but she's learned to cope, something that she specializes in after her Moms disappearance; Nori Doorman, presumed dead.
Shes the only occupant of a nice little apartment, moving from their parents house a few years after Nori's disappearance and Khan's neglect. Rarely visited by anyone she stays little time in her apartment, either watching anime after a tiring day, eating lunch, showering after a messy oil spill or just existing after closing hours. Youll definitely see her more at the shop doing gods knows what this time. The reson why Uzi doesn't spend more time in the little home shes built herself is because of the atmosphere, too cold and gloomy for her liking, the barren space reminding her too much of her loneliness.
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("She looks soo much like Uzi" you all say in unison.)
Nathaniel, or best known as "N" is a Bike racer, youll see him proudly sporting his various motorcycles all earned by his sweat, hard work, and money from illegal races.
N has and incredible set of bad luck, following him like a stubborn rain cloud with every single bike he touches breaking down at some point. No matter how much he dotes over them or how carefull he is; they will break. And thats a promise from the universe, aparently.
He lives in a fairly big house with his other two roommates: Jay, "J" and Veronica, "V". They all participate in their own races, N and V competing frequently while J sits back and collects their winnings. J also participates in rare ocations.
When N is not flying through the streets, or winning the months rent he resides in his little corner of the garage painting, drawing, scrap booking or doing whatever craft he can get his hands onto.
(I will probably add more on N later on)
N and Uzi meet when Ns bike breaks in "the middle of nowhere" according to V, so he just sits quietly besides the road waiting for either backup (V showing up to rescue him after cackling over the phone and then hanging up) or to simply perish. Uzi was heading to the workshop in Railgun (a very beat up, highly modified but very loved minitruck that she herself constructed from other cars parts) When she came across a very puppy kicked to the side of the road sad looking person laying down besides the road by a very nice looking motorcycle. She slows down to take a quick peek to the bike when the person laying down jumps immediately at her side after noticing her slowing down, begging asking for a ride to the closest Auto shop explaining how his bike broke. Uzi (although very begrudgingly) decides to help this weird friendly stranger as her good deed of the year. She parks to the side of the road helping N heave the bike into the trunk and waits until he hops into the passenger seat to begin their way to Copper's 9.
After Fixing N's bike (and getting a tip she will not complain about) She gives the rundown on what the problem of the bike was and how to avoid it. N thanks her (a little too much if you ask Uzi) and parts ways. Uzi not dwelling about it goes on to the rest of her day, not thinking about seeing N again anytime soon.
Not even a week later N shows up again with another bike, this one looking like it went into the devils asscrack and back. Uzi just gives him a glare and gets to work.
That is NOT the last time that happens. (She counts 12 visits in one month, what the hell N?)
So! This is the basic information about my silly little Au, i don't have a name for it yet, I have been calling it Murder Drive for gits and shiggles but i don't know if I should make it the official name of this Au, if you have any suggestions tell me about it!
And I've been thinking about making it a fic buuut I've never written anything lengthy before, and English is not my first language so you can imagine how I feel.
Do tell me how you feel about it, or if you have any asks send 'em my way!
ALSO! THIS IS A HUMAN AU!! YAYAY HUMANS‼️‼️
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quitealotofsodapop · 7 months
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Grandpa Sun has accidentally walked into traffic before while gazing lovingly at their Nainai Mac.
Is this common the whole time of Shadowpeach? Or is it because Mac was wearing/doing something? Are all Wukongs like this? The funny thing is that I can see both DBK and Red Son do something.
It is *very* common for Shadowpeach. Normally it's cus Mac was smiling/laughing at something and Wukong's brain shut off for a moment in bliss.
Worst time in the AU was the first time Wukong saw Macaque in modern day clothing.
The newly-formed gang were doing a day out to do errands and Tang was helping Macaque pick out clothes so he could shed his old armor/robes. Wukong and Pigsy were across the street doing groceries. Macaque steps out, and being of a fashionable mind set, is wearing a completely normal black turtleneck and red skirt (to match his scarf). Wukong's brain has an internal-crash-error at the sight and he literally walks into traffic cus he forgot to wait for the crossing light. No car accidents, but he did get hit by a low flying drone. Macaque was confused but laughed at Wukong's distraction. This was also how Wukong learned that he could feel mortal pain again.
A similar incident occurred the first time Macaque dressed up for a night at the theatre. This monkey goes from zero to a hundred fashion wise. Either he's dressed like Velma from Scooby Doo, or he's wearing full opulent finery like the drama king he is. Cue full jaw drop from Wukong. Macaque knows what he's doing.
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DBK def did something similar the first time he met PIF. Like... during a break-in at the Palace he caught a single glimpse of her and walked straight into a pillar. PIF proceded to see him, have a brief second of anger at the intruder, and then have her own mental stutter when she went over to yell at him.
Red Son and MK already have a canonical meet cute of MK falling right on top of Red and taking the Staff. Red wasn't sure how to feel about it and continued to fail at playing it cool for the rest of the series. MK has discovered that simply running his hand/tail under Red's chin causes the fire demon to almost combust. MK isn't immune either. Red calls him a single pet name and MK is all over him like Gomez hearing Morticia speaking french.
For the rest of the SWKs in the Wukongverse? Definitely. Smash!SWK literally crashes mid-parkour stream into a 7/11 cus he saw a cute monkey demon inside. Both HeroisBack!SWK and Reborn!SWK would both get distracted mid-battle at watching their Macaques fight, prompting getting them an arrow to the knee/bonk on the head. Netflix!SWK would be flying around on Stick and hit a whole ass mountain cus he was busy watching his passenger. NewGods!SWK claims he doesn't have such a problem with his mate, but is proven a liar when his Macaque walks past wearing only his pyjamas and NewGods!SWK mis-pours a pitcher of orange juice onto his suit.
Their brains can only hold so much attention your honor.
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Reflector, a hive mind and loyal decepticons or well at least loyal to Shockwave. he is Shockwaves lil helper, Shockwave was the one to find the potential in his spark, before Shockwave he was nothing, now he is powerful, he is worth Somthing, and most importantly hes worth something to Shockwave (even if Shockwave see his worth as a useful tool). he give his life to defend Shockwave and has multiple times, or at least pieces of his spark and some of his frames.
Reflector is a hard lil worker, often each of his frame having a long list of task that need to be done. he does it all with a smile, never complaining or skipping a task because it's for Shockwave and what greater honor is there than working for the smartest, most amazing bot in the universe.
Reflectors usually travel in groups of 3, but there are way more than 3 reflector bodies. with the strange ability to split  his spark, he can put those pieces into new frames and control multiple frames at once. Reflectors can have different alt modes and can even have different frame types. tho the flying drone version is the most common.
Pic below with two standard reflectors with different altmodes, and a reflector with a different frame type that turns into a camera.
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More backstory in tags
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faguscarolinensis · 3 months
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Eristalis tenax on Prunus mume 'Kobai' / Common Drone Fly on 'Kobai' Japanese Plum Blossom at the Coker Arboretum at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill in Chapel Hill, NC
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averageartistamber · 7 months
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Okay, so Sider Order.
Here's a few of my random observations and thoughts:
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So here it looks like Pearl Drone is flying Eight in through a window? Ands it looks like some kind of factory or packaging plant. I've heard folks saying that the things being packed in boxes could be something akin to Mem Cakes from Octo Expansion...Perhaps and early sign that Kamabo.Co is involved.
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FINALLY, ENEMIES THAT AREN'T OCTARIANS!
Well, these Goo-bers are interesting. Many have pointed out that they resemble fish species that feed on coral. But I also want to add that they have an "undead" aesthetic even more overt than they sanitised people. Someone on Tiktok pointed out that they look like fossils, and the "jelly" surrounding the bones (and what seems to be their ink) could be a visual pun on "fossil fuels". Note how the "bursts" of fluid don't look anything like the ink that other entities in the series use.
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This basically confirms that we'll be playing as Agent Eight. After the first teaser I saw a lot of theories about being a clone floating around.
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Now everyone's going crazy about DedF1sh (Or Acht, as they are referring to themselves here.) There's some interesting dialogue here. First of all, "another bystander who got suck in here", so, "another" in this context could be themselves since she's talking to Eight and Pearl, but there could be a chance that we could encounter more people who have ended up at the Spire of Order. Plus, she's most likely not here of her own accord, from the "bystander sucked in" part (assuming she's telling the truth). People are being brought here.
Secondly, Acht mentions knowing Marina from "way back", so we could be getting deeper into Marina's backstory (another common theme in the fan theories). Dedf1sh also introduces the player to the Chip and Palette system, which are a core part of the DLC's gameplay loop, since they appear to be going for a Rogue-like. Ther chips kind of remind me of the paint colour swatches you get at a hardware shop, combined with computer chips (that's not totally relevant, I'll admit).
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More stuff to do with the gameplay. It looks like each floor has a few variants with different difficulties and objectives, which reward a currency, most likely used to buy chips and other upgrades. It's giving that impression almost that the Spire is another "testing facility", akin to the Deep Sea Metro. Hopefully this places doesn't contain any blenders.
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Unusual way of spawning in, where you can see Eight's soul ghost...thing enter a polygonal model before fully forming. There does seem to be a lot of digital glitchy stuff going on. Maybe some virtual reality elements?
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Finally, what I think looks like a boss arena (although some have suggested that this machine is the Big Bad itself). Upon close inspection, the "faces" scattered around it are covered in the oil and are moving around a bit. Looks kinda like Tartar during the final confrontation when he for some reason had a blob of sanitised goop on his face. I might be reading too much into this.
I mean, if they wanna bring Tartar back, he is an AI, so they could say a back-up copy of him was found somewhere. Like, a time capsule with the Professor's crappy spare USB or somethin' idk.
Anyway, that's all I got for know. Just gotta wait for Spring.
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splatfest3ever · 2 months
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Things a hypothetical “Splatoon 4” could do to innovate:
1. Give all players a drone so they can fly around the map. This adds new traversal options and forces players to rethink their attack strategies. Plus maps could be gimmicked around flying from above, sneaking over enemies, etc.
2. Allow players to customize their builds. Finally let players pick and choose their own subs and specials and pair them with the weapons they’re most comfortable playing with. This would not only make some matches where everyone has similar weapons more fun and challenging, but some maps could be designed around DISCOURAGING certain weapons forcing you to rethink how to build your kit.
3. More customization. Take the concept of lockers and build it up into full blown apartments. Maybe they’re shared apartments and anyone who is a friend with you can interact with your rooms, or there’s a shared common room you can all decorate. On top of this add more customizable hair options and clothing.
Story wise there’s still a ton of unanswered questions that could be fleshed out. Maybe a game from octarian perspective? Or maybe one set in a different land that’s less about punk rock and some other aesthetic?
Basically, anyone saying that there’s nowhere to go after 3 just doesn’t have much of an imagination. I can think of a bunch of ways Splatoon can keep growing and changing and updating beyond this game.
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hugsandchaos · 10 months
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I recently saw a TikTok edit with J and N and that “you are Athena” song playing, and now I love it. I love the idea of N being accepted into J and V’s squadron and the two somewhat teaching him things. They don’t bully him, but tough love is pretty common with them.
On a side note, I think this would go well with the storyline of J and V having a more peaceful meeting with Uzi and becoming her friends as well. Or maybe they’d just bring her to the spire and be like “We can’t have you being scared just to say what you want or being lonely when we’re not here, so we brought you a friend” and N jumps up and goes “UZI!!!” And snatches her away in a hug. Then he explains that this angry worker drone saved him once and he saved her in return and ended up becoming best friends before he was accepted into their squadron. They’re a bit surprised, but hey, they hit the bullseye.
“Are there any other worker drones that are your friends we should know about?”
“Well, there’s Thad. He’s great! Very good company, and a good sport. He loves racing with me, even if he knows he’ll loose. And there’s this guard drone named “Ron”, and I think he’s starting to like me? He just gives me stuff to draw with if I’m waiting on Uzi or Thad. And I don’t think Uzi would appreciate any of us killing her dad, so I crossed him off my list, even though he hates me and all.”
I suppose what I’m trying to say here is when I think of a more peaceful timeline where J wasn’t shot, I think of “Badass lesbian power couple trying to make their traumatized, self-blaming son/little brother happy”. Things like J having a word with Khan when N returned to the spire thinking he might one day actually hurt Uzi after what Khan said to him, V giving him dating advice with Uzi, the two of them having their first sparring session with him and being really impressed considering N talked down on himself a lot, and sometimes N being the only murder drone who can actually fly and can’t handle sunlight so the two make sure he gets back to the spire before sunrise like a pair of passive aggressive mothers or sisters or checking on him if he crashes into something while flying.
“Hang on, I got a call from J. Hello?”
“Where are you?! It’s almost sunrise!“
“Sorry! Sorry, sorry, Uzi and Thad were telling me about this thing called “sleepovers” and lost track of time! I’ll head back home-- I mean the spire!”
“...How much oil do they have there?”
“Huh?”
“How much oil do they have there?”
“Hang on... Uzi said each worker drone has around 3 gallons of oil incase of an emergency situation. Why?”
“....Congratulations, N, you’re getting your first sleep over. Don’t talk to strangers, stab anyone who tries to hurt you, and call me or V if you get into any trouble.”
“Really?! Thank you so much!!”
“Don’t mention it. And make sure you get some sleep, young man!”
“Yes, ma’am!”
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