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tealares-art · 2 months
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SPG FANBOT!!!!!!!!
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this is my one, called stripy ! the other fella in these drawings (apart from the spine) is called starry!!! and they're my friend @asmogorna's ocs.!! here's his posts about them 1, 2, 3!! GO LOOK!! stripy and starry are a duo and you CANNOT separate them. >v< !
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grubbylilgoblin · 21 days
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so uhh... I am not super happy with these colors I'll probably try again with then but
I thought I should give it a shot
This was the one I vibed with the most put of several renditions
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asmogorna · 3 months
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FANBOT/SPG SONA WHO CHEERED
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Earlier sketches <3
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His name is Starry and the name of his buddy (created by @tealares) is Stripy ! They were originally designed as a duo to entertain kids, Starry being a clown and Stripy being a puppeteer <3
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pumpkindogart · 18 days
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Small thing I did a while back
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kaheeliez · 24 days
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real footage of @brooklynisher destroying our notifications, c. april 2024, colourised
(i hope you like this!! thank you for all the boops they made me feel very appreciated :)))
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boneinator · 25 days
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EVERYONE IS DISTRACTED HITTING EACH OTHER. QUICK
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FANBOT DROP 💥💥 Everyone meet Buzzer he is stupid in the head . Probably my fandom sona now it is kinda based on how I look ,, my dumb ass really wants to dress up 😔
His whole thing is that he wants to be normal sooo bad but the only normal thing around are the Walter workers . And well . You can look at them yourself
It glued its wig in so the only vents around his head are the eye vents (idiot can't see shit) and also can't sing bc it preferred to keep the fangs over an actually good vocoder . Plays the drums to blend in with the Walter workers is the bg (I can't actually do anything music related but a girl can dream shhh)
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spacejunker · 22 days
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he aint called drone fo no reason
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ramenwithbroccoli · 24 days
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guess who finally made a fanbot after 2 years in the musical robot fandom
meet Janka!
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above: Janka in to versions - a bare mechanism and a 'friendlier' folk attire
created in 1921 and commercialy released in 1936, named after a character in a famous song, Janka was intended to be the first fully inteligent record-playing machine for personal use. With her creator, Stanisław Lasota, basing its design on popular barrel organs, she was equipped with many different accesories to make her blend in with the enviroment. The most popular one was a folk-based look, inspired by traditional clothing of people of Łowicz, but many different options were available, with some owners even sewing it clothes of its own.
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above: bare mechanisms, the mask sold to make Janka less 'intimidating', the most popular folk variant, a "night out" variant personally crafted by one of the owners
Although the company producing record players promised all of them would be able to change the songs by the voice command, it seems that only the original prototype of Janka retained that function. That's why, while the other copies went on to become just a fancy gimmick, Janka's value skyrocketed, providing Lasota with a great sum of money that allowed him to retire early and comfortably. After his death in 1937, the original designs were found. It seemed that there were no differences between the commercial versions and the prototype - except for the material that the top of the table was made of. In the original, an undefinable green matter has been used, that studies have not been able to replicate. It is suspected that the substance, mixed in with molten glass, was a gift Lasota brought back from one of his travels.
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above: diagram of the functions of certain parts
Once an unique antique, original Janka lost value over time. The amazement over her ability to change music at request and memorising entire symphonies after playing them once disappeared, replaced with annoyance, and sometimes even horror, as it seemed the machine gained a mind of its own.
Owners reported music playing in the middle of the night, suspicious movement and the needle skipping over certain words in song, forming a new message altogether. After the last owner, Jerzy Sójka, claimed "the goddamn machine, [it] has a mind of its own, [it's] the devil! devil is speaking to me!", the fate of Janka had become unknown. Many suspect that it has been abandoned in a basement or an attic, with some even claiming they still hear her song being played at night.
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brooklynisher · 2 months
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G.G.'s biggest fan. If you will.
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ai1dennn · 2 months
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oughdgshja some sketches from a few weeks ago
Holy shit a fanbot. Still haven’t named them, his attire in the second pic is a barong Tagalog (Filipino traditional clothing), it’s 1 of their 2 formal wears, haven’t drawn it but the other one is a filipiniana (also filipino traditional clothing)
My idea for their character is that they mainly assist the Walter workers rather than be a performer.
They tie up their hair often just cause they don’t brush their hair and look fucking bruha (lit witch but it’s also a term filos use when when your hair is unkempt) when it’s down. It looks decent in third pic but that’s just cause they tried to fix it 👍
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star-keepr · 1 month
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remade the silly funny fanbot!!
(anatomy notes below, will reblog w backstory at some point)
Anatomy Notes!!
- 7 (that's what we'll call this bot bc idk their name yet) was built with two voice boxes, one that sounds femme and one that sounds masc
- the two voice boxes connect and 7 can switch between them like how birds sing with two different octaves at once
- 7's chest cavity is full of music box, voice box, and a boiler for energy
- the music box is curious; 7 can compose pretty much any songs they want with it
- they're able to customize the songs by using internal lil grabbers to switch out bumps and parts on the music box wheels
- 7 was made primarily for adventure and space travel, but also had the ability to sing due to their creator's tone-deafness
- the creator was really tone deaf, needed comfort, was a little crazy, and wanted to pursue his research of space, so 7 is kind of an amalgamation of all those
- 7 is about 63 years old but robots don't age so HA (acts about 14-19)
- space!!!!!! is cool!!!!!! and so are music boxes!!!! and having a weird imagination!!!!!!!!!!!
- joints were not made right, they were made with the goal of letting 7 move with more fluidity (so they wouldn't feel so awkward/stiff), but it backfired, and now all 7's joints can do when they try to move fluidly is lock up ;-; (they keep a good attitude about it tho!!)
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grubbylilgoblin · 8 days
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asmogorna · 8 days
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i forgor to post this woopsie
buzzer belongs to @boneinator
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pumpkindogart · 7 months
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Finished commission for @butterbolted-automaton
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p2ii-pngs · 7 months
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finally... fanbots of my own :)
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steam-powered-chaos · 8 months
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Upgrades (Chapter 3 of New Beginning)
”No.” Data started to walk away from Six, turning their back on him. They couldn’t deny it, they were insulted at the thought that they needed to be ‘upgraded’. Was it because they weren’t good enough? Or perhaps they didn’t fit in with their cousins? What did it matter to him anyway? It’s not like he cared about them anyway! Data continued to think these hostile, melancholy thoughts, but stopped in their tracks when Six grabbed their shoulder.
“Data wait, I know it’s difficult to be upgraded, but if you just gave it a chance-“ Data pulled away carefully, unwilling to hurt him but wanting to get across the message of their offence. “I said no. I don’t want, nor need to be upgraded, now leave me alone!” They walked upstairs to their room, slamming the door behind them and fiddling with their rock collection, desperate to find something to put their mind off of the thoughts of being upgraded. Their gears only turned louder, and the hiss of steam from the vents on their shoulders and legs caused their eye to twitch, before they flung themselves onto their bed.
Data heard a familiar tapping rhythm on the door and they looked up, swinging their legs down from the reinforced bed frame and walking over to the door, whispering through the key hole, “What’s the password?” They whispered, before pressing closer to listen to the answer.
“…Cheeseberry” The Jon whispered back, the two of them sharing a quiet giggle as Data opened the door, letting him step into their room. They shared a pat on the shoulder and shook each other’s hands, before giving each other a tap on the head and exploding into giggles. Data sat down on their bed, patting the space beside them for The Jon to sit with them, which he did, the bed creaking slightly under their combined weight. They both stayed silent for a few moments, before he spoke up.
“…Are you mad at him? Six?” Data didn’t respond, only a silent nod and hugging their chest slightly, as if to protect themselves. “Because he wants to upgrade you?” They nodded again, lowering their head slightly in embarrassment with a hiss of steam. The Jon hugged them slowly, not wanting to upset Data by moving too suddenly, leaning his head against their shoulder.
“…Maybe you could just let him get some of the rust off you? Then you could move better!” The Jon chirped, before quickly falling silent again at Data’s expression. Their eyes quickly softened and they nodded, not wanting to disappoint him. Plus, it would be nice to have joints that didn’t creak and ache, even if they despised the idea of a human that wasn’t their late mother taking care of them. The Jon cheered, pulling them to their feet and dragging them back to the workshop, gabbling to Six about their decision while Data only smiled faintly at their friend from behind. They were doing it for him, after all.
“So you just want the rust cleaning off you Data? Nothing else?” They nodded, sitting down on the table and closing their eyes tightly, The Jon automatically grabbing their hand so they could squeeze it for comfort. After a few hours of scrubbing and waxing, they opened their eyes, before glancing in a mirror, a shiny face gazing back at them.
And Data smiled.
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