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m0r1bund · 2 years
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[Image: A gathering of funny little hooded cyborgs that are hanging out around the foot of a great pine tree. The tree twists and turns around the form of an even larger construct, a hooded figure who has been partially engulfed by its bark. The figure sits in the crook of the tree, with their mechanical hands folded politely in their lap. Below the waist, their body is like a cross between a centipede and a snake, many-segmented limbs entwined with the winding bark and roots.
Reyes, the mechanic, sits on the figure’s huge knee. Another cyborg, MarkOS, helps her lift one of the figure’s insectoid legs so that she can repair it. The gathering watches them through their big ol' goggle lenses, bemused.]
The Endling Cult gathers in June, just before the rainy season. Nobody really knows where they gather, or why, or how it is that they know where to go, exactly. Their journey is as mysterious as that of the migratory birds they study, and every bit as long.
So when Maila blows in from out of the wasteland, it comes as something of a surprise. This is the first time in anyone’s memory that an outsider has been allowed to tag along for the journey—and stay for the gathering.
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She has been called here to repair one of their own, a venerable ex-secutor that they call ‘the Col.’ Though the endlings have no leaders or governing bodies to speak of, it is often necessary for elder secutors like the Col to watch over their proceedings. Few are old enough to command the respect of their peers. Fewer still can keep the peace when tensions run high.
Maila would like to be honored by the summons, and to some extent, she is. The pressure of being trusted with such a high-profile repair job is enough to make her hands shake. But the truth of the matter is that there isn’t much the endlings need to worry about, around her. Not because she’s privy to the cult’s secrets, but because she has no hope of ever understanding them.
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The hum of conversation fades. Maila looks up. The Col waves a delicate hand overhead, and it’s like a switch is flipped. All eyes are on them.
The Col’s speaking voice is slow and methodical, their voice modulator rattling around the synthetic edges of their words. They introduce her to the crowd and explain the reason for her intrusion.
The endlings simply watch her. Maila gets the feeling that she’s supposed to say something. She begins to speak, but pauses. Then, as if by some invisible signal, the crowd carries on. The dialogue continues without her.
Maila can’t keep up with it, even if she wants to.
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Theirs is a Devonian language of clicking, humming, and static bursts. When the Col speaks, now, she feels it more than she hears it—a thrumming in her chest, like thunder rolling through a valley. MarkOS sounds almost musical by comparison, his human voice chopped up and intercut with what sounds like radio feedback.
They all talk over one another, but there is no crosstalk. Their cybernetically-altered brains hold onto each and every incoming signal. With mechanical speed and precision, they dissect its meaning, commit its contents to indelible machine memory, and articulate a response. Maila only perceives the exchange as white noise. With each passing moment, her brain has to choose what to keep and what to forget—a decision made unconsciously, and without her permission.
Much of the conversation happens beyond her senses entirely, in the exchange of phytochemicals and electromagnetic pulses. Fungal mats entwine their threadlike fingers with one another, deep beneath the earth. Optical implants keep watch over the crowd’s shimmering heat signatures. Leaves open their stomata to exchange water for carbon dioxide, and maybe some other things, too. The air itself comes alive with conversation.
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MarkOS occasionally pauses to interpret for her, but his explanations are clumsy, and they usually raise more questions than they answer. She knows that what he chooses to tell her barely scratches the surface. In one mechanized breath he can deliver an argument that Maila would struggle to explain in an hour. Add a hundred secutors to the mix, and the discourse mutates rapidly from moment-to-moment, concerns raised and settled in mere minutes.
On one hand, there is the slow language of rocks, mountains, and plants. On the other, the cryptic secutor pidgin, spoken only in hushed whispers and frantic radio bursts. Both are languages she barely understands.
reyes visits thos skitties... what are they up to............................
im making up microsocieties in my head as usual. and listening to a lot of the album Reality by Wolfgun. Apart from the usual Mechanical Screams of the Damned in the Mechanicus soundtrack, I really like the more pensive tone of Reality. catch me in the dirt about 'Mars' and 'Our Kind.'
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1ore · 1 year
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am also thinking about markus' ascent to power and ambitions of grand treason being groomed for his eventual assimilation into the Col's collective amalgamation of assimilated consciousnesses, i.e. the Powers That Be throwing the empire's "best and brightest" into the god-machine and hoping for the best. I think MarkOS and the Col would have some very fun conversations.
alternatively: AU where they were successful in shoving Markus into the Col, but the Col slowly becomes a rogue AI because Mark just continues scrabbling to the top, frenzied on all fours and covered in blood, but from inside the databanks instead. unstoppable desire to kill god
cannot act on any of this but I'm rotating it in my brain.
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thelastdayalive · 4 months
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hollowsart · 10 months
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Artists that inspire me: Style challenge!
The goal of this challenge was to try and replicate the styles of the selected artists as best I could. I gave them all my best attempt, a few could be better, but I am still happy with the results even if one or two may not look exact.
I can't recommend these artists enough! Seeing their works is always a treat, each one is so unique! The use of colors, textures, and lines, both smooth and messy and any in between is really fun! Absolutely check them out!
Decided to do this with my sinister six cuz they're living rent free at the moment. Left to right, top to bottom: Adrian, Maxine, Wilhelmina, Quentin, Alexandra, and Montana.
top row: @beidak-art | @deadwooddross | @it-kills-i
bottom row: @7greentears | @kiwi | @japhers
Bonus/WIP/sketches n junk:
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chucklenutsz · 10 months
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Marko, the lost boys
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trashvampiree · 11 months
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Marko is SUCH a dumpster diver but...not really...more of the type to rip through trash on someones front porch. Shredding through someones garbage and the porch light flips on, old guy inside yells "DAGNABBIT, LINDA, THE GADDAMN RACOONS ARE IN THE TRASH AGAIN!" and his wife is like "WELL GO GET THE BROOM, RON!" and they start fighting while Marko is skittering away with Ron's lost wedding ring (he hasn't told Linda yet but I bet you she's noticed.)
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fleouriarts · 1 year
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also for tdov right before it ends, thought i would compile some past art of parko being transgenderous together since most of my following nowadays is from the tlb fandom :-) very grateful for this movie inadvertently making me realize that i dont want top surgery and that i like not looking cis. its awesome. thanks parko
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It's very telling to see Max Verstappen, Christian Horner and Helmut Marko all talk about Redbull competition and specifically mention Charles and Ferrari as different entities.
All three of them have gone on record multiple times to state that their biggest threat/competition is Charles and then they'll make a comment about Ferrari failing to utilize him or a general comment about a Ferrari weakness eventhough a few minutes before they'll have praised Charles for the same thing they're now critical about.
Max multiple times has been asked about Ferrari and his thoughts on how much of a threat they are and every single time Max will start talking about Ferrari in general and then end up only talking about Charles and how he likes racing Charles because he's a great driver and he knows they'll both have a proper race fight.
Horner for some reason has risen in the Charles defender ranking during 2022. There was the Silverstone thing that was shown in DTS. There's also the two interviews after France22 when he was asked about Charles crash and Horner was very clear about it being a mistake and he knows Charles isn't a crasher.
Both Horner and Max in separate interviews said that Charles knows he fucked up in France and didn't need people bringing it up and telling him how much he messed up. They both were two of the only people (at first) to defend Charles in Monaco21 and we're adamant he didn't crash on purpose eventhough a year later they didn't keep the same energy for one of their own.
Marko has made some past comments about Charles that has haven't been nice however he's recently being giving Charles a lot of credit. He's the main one who'll separate Charles and Ferrari so he can shit talk Ferrari but be nice to Charles. It's very Jos Verstappen core, that man was ready to swing at younger Charles for the Inchident but will turn around and call him good competition and a smart driver. (I still remain curious about their conversation during the 1000th race)
There's a few interviews where multiple drivers get told either by interviewers or other drivers about some dumb fucking Ferrari fail and they always look so confused and then like 10 minutes later you'll see them talking to Charles in the media pen.
I mean it's not just Redbull, some time in 2019 Mercedes alluded to the fact that they built a strategy based on Charles because they presumed with him winning multiple races, being on multiple poles and having more points than Seb he'd get priority so they had a plan that required Charles being prioritised and the plan failed because Seb was favoured.
Wolff was praising Charles so often that enough people genuinely thought he had an ulterior motive and was trying to convince Charles to go to Mercedes.
Nothing against Carlos (or Seb) but it's very clear who Redbull and Mercedes would prioritise between them and probably have as first driver because he's the only one they see as competition.
Like you've got Horner and Wolff agreeing on something why on earth would you decide that they're not correct in their opinion. They never agree on anything but if they're coming to the same conclusion then clearly something is wrong on Ferrari's end.
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popironrye · 27 days
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I'm giving Marko a pigeon named Arlo. He's short and round and his eyes are cross cause he's just a special baby and I literally cannot stop laughing at myself drawing a damn bird with with these buggy messed up eyes.
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Like...WTF IS THIS? XD
Oh this one is gonna be a real treat to post. <3
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doodle17 · 5 months
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just some totally normal drawings of a few of the lost boys vamps
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Not only is this a way to debut my fucked up way of drawing vamps, but it's also one of my early Christmas presents to @hypocriticaltypwriter! Come get yer slop
You say let them be sexy men
I say let them have ugly bat snoots and ears
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m0r1bund · 2 years
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Play Killswitch ▶︎
Killswitch is a ~40 minute visual novel / piece of interactive fiction  about doing some things that you really, really don’t want to do. It’s centered on a minor act of heresy committed by the Chief, a  battle-scarred supersoldier of the Empire with a Capital E, and Reyes, her scrappy little research assistant. Unfortunately for them, the eyes and the ears of the Empire are everywhere...  
Content Warnings (abbreviated): There’s UI animations like flickering text, shaking, and crossfades, as well as sound (!!). This is a visual story, and it contains many depictions of blood, gore, injury, violence, and generally living under an imperial hell-state.
This is an abbreviated list of some of the more conspicuous elements that need warnings. You can read a full breakdown of content warnings, accessibility quirks, and game tips at the link above.
A static, soundless, screenreader-accessible version of the game is available here.
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This is easily one of the more certifiably deranged things I’ve created. Not necessarily in subject matter (though that’s pretty bonkers too, to be fair) but in process. Why did I do this? Why did I brute force Twine into being a visual novel? Why about the lesbians from the Warhammer ripoff? Why in the span of two weeks, so urgently you would think I had been burdened with the foreknowledge of my own death?
I don’t know!!
But it’s done, and you get to look at it now :)
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1ore · 8 months
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M-M-M-MARKUS????????
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free-for-all-fics · 8 months
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The Lost Boys and Queen of the Damned/The Vampire Lestat crossover prompt! (In my head Lestat is still blond and face claimed by either Tom Cruise or Sam Reid, but if you wanna picture Stuart Townsend, go ahead!) Pls tag me if you’re inspired to write something based off any of the ideas below and I’d love to read it! ❤️🩸
You’re a vampire and the bassist for the rock band Satan’s Night Out with your human band mates Alex, Larry, and Tough Cookie. The band has been struggling for years, but your stage presence helps them gain popularity. As you get a cult following that grows bigger and bigger over time, you rise up from performing in seedy bars and underground clubs and land spots on bigger stages in better venues. When Lestat de Lioncourt is awakened from his decades long slumber after hearing your band rehearsing, he rises from his grave to join as the new lead vocalist. You rename your band as The Vampire Lestat and tour all over the country, playing to crowds of hundreds or thousands of people. You often play at sold out shows and sometimes your band is more anticipated than the main headliner. People really come to see The Vampire Lestat even if you’re just the opening act.
One of your stops is Santa Carla, California - the murder capital of the world! Hell fucking yeah, you and Lestat are so pumped! You just promoted a massive concert in Death Valley, but this is even better! This city really seems to come alive at night and there’s lots of interesting and colorful characters living here. Missing posters are littered everywhere but the police are desensitized to it and won’t lift a finger to investigate. Perfect, easy pickings for you and Lestat. You and Lestat receive several threats from other vampires warning you not to play in Santa Carla, but you dismiss them and have the concert anyway. While you’re performing on the boardwalk, the Lost Boys are completely entranced by the frenetic energy of your music as they watch you play and hear Lestat’s singing voice. You and Lestat can sense there’s vampires nearby, possibly even among the large crowd of fans. You and Lestat attempt to drive back to your hideout afterwards, but several vampires attack you and your car gets lit on fire. David and his Lost Boys swoop in and come to your rescue, fighting off the rival vampires. They urge you and Lestat to hop on their bikes and together you make your escape.
You’re both invited to hang out with them in their cave - It’s like a giant coffin and they live here. It’s full of tons of cool stuff; posters, a fountain, etc. It’s a totally sick setup! You drink, smoke, listen to music, and just fuck around together all night. It’s like a big vampire party. Both you and Lestat are sexy as fuck and would fit right in with them. They would love to have more members join their group since Michael Emerson and Star didn’t work out. It’s a long story. You’re invited to sleepover in their cave/coffin. Hell, you and Lestat could live here permanently if you wanted. There’s plenty of room since Star and Michael are gone, so you and Lestat can take their old “rooms” in the cave and make them your own. Really they’re more like spacious alcoves separated by curtains but you and Lestat have had far worse sleeping quarters so this is a welcomed improvement.
You also join the boys on hunts. Damn, they look so hot when their eyes turn yellow while they feed. Their hair gets messy from the wind, and their faces and clothing get covered in blood. Their fangs are bigger and shaped differently from yours and Lestat’s. You almost want to touch them. You and Lestat lick your lips when the boys ask if either of you are hungry and want a bite. You and Lestat accidentally bite your lips so hard that they bleed. Damn fangs. You try to cover it up and play it cool by sharing a passionate kiss. You and Lestat may have had an ongoing fling and fooled around with each other, but now you’d both like to take a bite out of David and his friends— Wait, what? Fuck, are you both lusting after these vampires? Fuck, are these vampires your mates? You may have to cancel the rest of the tour and stay in Santa Carla longer than you originally planned. This newfound sexual attraction has made things much more interesting, especially if it’s mutual and the boys reciprocate. Lestat may be experiencing ✨Bi Panic✨ and you’re in a similar bind.
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queenqunari · 1 month
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“Why would people find this specific vampire character attractive? They’ve killed people!” I hate to break the news to you but every vampire character has done at least a little murder. Also they’re not real.
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hollowsart · 6 months
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oops.. 😬
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"My name is Hazel. I started out as an idea, but I ended up being something more. Not much more, to be honest. It's not like I grow up to become some great war hero or any sort of all-important savior... But thanks to these two, at least I get to grow old.
Not everybody does."
Saga: Volume One
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