Keferon
@keferon.bsky.social
I don't know how to english
I know how to robots though
Art blog: https://www.tumblr.com/keferon?source=share
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I know how to robots though
Art blog: https://www.tumblr.com/keferon?source=share
Navigation thread: https://bsky.app/profile/keferon.bsky.social/post/3lbfewnqgd22z
If you mean my comics then probably no. I made Bsky account mostly for writing
November 20, 2024 at 7:41 PM
If you mean my comics then probably no. I made Bsky account mostly for writing
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a man is sitting in a red chair with his legs crossed .
ALT: a man is sitting in a red chair with his legs crossed .
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November 20, 2024 at 5:50 PM
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First aid/Vortex 🧵
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"Be careful with that mech. Don't let it kill you."
First Aid frowns
"I thought pilots were supposed to do the killing, not mechs. Judge not the spear, but the man who threw it, and all that."
Ambulon claps his hands nervously
"You're new here, aren't you?”
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#Texaid #maccadam #transformers
First Aid frowns
"I thought pilots were supposed to do the killing, not mechs. Judge not the spear, but the man who threw it, and all that."
Ambulon claps his hands nervously
"You're new here, aren't you?”
🧵
#Texaid #maccadam #transformers
November 20, 2024 at 5:48 PM
First aid/Vortex 🧵
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Hello Toasterwarbles I saw you liking the thread hehe I hope you had fun:D
November 20, 2024 at 5:45 PM
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Hello Toasterwarbles I saw you liking the thread hehe I hope you had fun:D
Side note:
Hello Toasterwarbles I saw you liking the thread hehe I hope you had fun:D
He opens his eyes and involuntarily looks at the button again.
A broken piece of fingernail is sticking out from under it.
He pulls it out, tucks it into his pocket, and folds his hands again.
There's a smell of death and cleaner all around him.
He knows the monster must be hungry
A broken piece of fingernail is sticking out from under it.
He pulls it out, tucks it into his pocket, and folds his hands again.
There's a smell of death and cleaner all around him.
He knows the monster must be hungry
November 20, 2024 at 5:43 PM
He opens his eyes and involuntarily looks at the button again.
A broken piece of fingernail is sticking out from under it.
He pulls it out, tucks it into his pocket, and folds his hands again.
There's a smell of death and cleaner all around him.
He knows the monster must be hungry
A broken piece of fingernail is sticking out from under it.
He pulls it out, tucks it into his pocket, and folds his hands again.
There's a smell of death and cleaner all around him.
He knows the monster must be hungry
This is the first time he's come into an already pre-cleaned cockpit, but he knows it's an illusion.
He knows where to look, he's already examined every seam and hinge a hundred times.
There's nothing in this little bubble of darkness that hasn't been touched by death.
He knows where to look, he's already examined every seam and hinge a hundred times.
There's nothing in this little bubble of darkness that hasn't been touched by death.
November 20, 2024 at 5:40 PM
This is the first time he's come into an already pre-cleaned cockpit, but he knows it's an illusion.
He knows where to look, he's already examined every seam and hinge a hundred times.
There's nothing in this little bubble of darkness that hasn't been touched by death.
He knows where to look, he's already examined every seam and hinge a hundred times.
There's nothing in this little bubble of darkness that hasn't been touched by death.
He sits in the pilot's seat and he feels his blood run cold.
He folds his hands in his lap so he won't be tempted by the buttons and screens.
He closes his eyes and sighs deeply.
He folds his hands in his lap so he won't be tempted by the buttons and screens.
He closes his eyes and sighs deeply.
November 20, 2024 at 5:39 PM
He sits in the pilot's seat and he feels his blood run cold.
He folds his hands in his lap so he won't be tempted by the buttons and screens.
He closes his eyes and sighs deeply.
He folds his hands in his lap so he won't be tempted by the buttons and screens.
He closes his eyes and sighs deeply.
When they take his measurements, give him a new suit and explain safety procedures.
When they pat him sympathetically on the shoulder and wish him luck.
When everyone he knows acts like they're seeing him go on his last ride.
When they pat him sympathetically on the shoulder and wish him luck.
When everyone he knows acts like they're seeing him go on his last ride.
November 20, 2024 at 5:38 PM
When they take his measurements, give him a new suit and explain safety procedures.
When they pat him sympathetically on the shoulder and wish him luck.
When everyone he knows acts like they're seeing him go on his last ride.
When they pat him sympathetically on the shoulder and wish him luck.
When everyone he knows acts like they're seeing him go on his last ride.
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When months later, First Aid holds the order for his enlistment into the pilot staff, the first thing he thinks about is that fucking button.
When months later, First Aid holds the order for his enlistment into the pilot staff, the first thing he thinks about is that fucking button.
November 20, 2024 at 5:38 PM
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When months later, First Aid holds the order for his enlistment into the pilot staff, the first thing he thinks about is that fucking button.
When months later, First Aid holds the order for his enlistment into the pilot staff, the first thing he thinks about is that fucking button.
A metal monster chewing through its pilots one by one.
First Aid puts the panel back in place with unsteady hands and looks around the cockpit, suddenly keenly aware of being watched, even though the power is off and the cameras are physically inoperable.
And yet..
"What the hell.….."
First Aid puts the panel back in place with unsteady hands and looks around the cockpit, suddenly keenly aware of being watched, even though the power is off and the cameras are physically inoperable.
And yet..
"What the hell.….."
November 20, 2024 at 5:37 PM
A metal monster chewing through its pilots one by one.
First Aid puts the panel back in place with unsteady hands and looks around the cockpit, suddenly keenly aware of being watched, even though the power is off and the cameras are physically inoperable.
And yet..
"What the hell.….."
First Aid puts the panel back in place with unsteady hands and looks around the cockpit, suddenly keenly aware of being watched, even though the power is off and the cameras are physically inoperable.
And yet..
"What the hell.….."
The flashlight in his hand begins to shake faintly as the realization comes to him.
Perfectly passed safety tests.
An ugly smashed and scratched emergency eject button.
And the dusty mechanism that hasn't moved once since it was confirmed to be perfectly functional.
Perfectly passed safety tests.
An ugly smashed and scratched emergency eject button.
And the dusty mechanism that hasn't moved once since it was confirmed to be perfectly functional.
November 20, 2024 at 5:35 PM
The flashlight in his hand begins to shake faintly as the realization comes to him.
Perfectly passed safety tests.
An ugly smashed and scratched emergency eject button.
And the dusty mechanism that hasn't moved once since it was confirmed to be perfectly functional.
Perfectly passed safety tests.
An ugly smashed and scratched emergency eject button.
And the dusty mechanism that hasn't moved once since it was confirmed to be perfectly functional.
But that can't be right! No pilot is good enough to always finish a mission intact. Especially when you consider how many pilots have gone through that mech! He doesn't know for sure, but he'd bet half of them were fresh out of the academy...
November 20, 2024 at 5:33 PM
But that can't be right! No pilot is good enough to always finish a mission intact. Especially when you consider how many pilots have gone through that mech! He doesn't know for sure, but he'd bet half of them were fresh out of the academy...
Considering how dirty this mech is, the hinges there must be caked in filth.
He carefully pulls aside the panel and shines the flashlight inside and…
The ejection mechanism is covered in dust.
He carefully pulls aside the panel and shines the flashlight inside and…
The ejection mechanism is covered in dust.
November 20, 2024 at 5:32 PM
Considering how dirty this mech is, the hinges there must be caked in filth.
He carefully pulls aside the panel and shines the flashlight inside and…
The ejection mechanism is covered in dust.
He carefully pulls aside the panel and shines the flashlight inside and…
The ejection mechanism is covered in dust.
First Aid suddenly feels a rush of exploratory interest and climbs down to check out the emergency release mechanism.
On mechs whose pilots have ejected, this mechanism is always exposed to the outside environment and inevitably has to be cleaned of soot, dirt, or alien remains.
On mechs whose pilots have ejected, this mechanism is always exposed to the outside environment and inevitably has to be cleaned of soot, dirt, or alien remains.
November 20, 2024 at 5:32 PM
First Aid suddenly feels a rush of exploratory interest and climbs down to check out the emergency release mechanism.
On mechs whose pilots have ejected, this mechanism is always exposed to the outside environment and inevitably has to be cleaned of soot, dirt, or alien remains.
On mechs whose pilots have ejected, this mechanism is always exposed to the outside environment and inevitably has to be cleaned of soot, dirt, or alien remains.
There are a lot of ugly scratches around the emergency eject button.
There's also a paper stamped nearby that says the mechanism has passed all the necessary safety tests and inspections.
Within the test sites it works perfectly, but every pilot sitting here seems to be desperately struggling…
There's also a paper stamped nearby that says the mechanism has passed all the necessary safety tests and inspections.
Within the test sites it works perfectly, but every pilot sitting here seems to be desperately struggling…
November 20, 2024 at 5:31 PM
There are a lot of ugly scratches around the emergency eject button.
There's also a paper stamped nearby that says the mechanism has passed all the necessary safety tests and inspections.
Within the test sites it works perfectly, but every pilot sitting here seems to be desperately struggling…
There's also a paper stamped nearby that says the mechanism has passed all the necessary safety tests and inspections.
Within the test sites it works perfectly, but every pilot sitting here seems to be desperately struggling…
This mechanism is not just faulty.
This mechanism destroys its pilots often enough for it to imprint on him.
How many people have been killed when that shell slammed shut, slicing their spines in half?
Based on the color of the stains First Aid can guess at least five.
This mechanism destroys its pilots often enough for it to imprint on him.
How many people have been killed when that shell slammed shut, slicing their spines in half?
Based on the color of the stains First Aid can guess at least five.
November 20, 2024 at 5:30 PM
This mechanism is not just faulty.
This mechanism destroys its pilots often enough for it to imprint on him.
How many people have been killed when that shell slammed shut, slicing their spines in half?
Based on the color of the stains First Aid can guess at least five.
This mechanism destroys its pilots often enough for it to imprint on him.
How many people have been killed when that shell slammed shut, slicing their spines in half?
Based on the color of the stains First Aid can guess at least five.
The edge of the retractable visor has barely visible brown streaks just about on level with where each person would be required to pass if they were to enter the cockpit.
If you squint, you can see that the stripes are layered on top of each other, some older than others.
If you squint, you can see that the stripes are layered on top of each other, some older than others.
November 20, 2024 at 5:30 PM
The edge of the retractable visor has barely visible brown streaks just about on level with where each person would be required to pass if they were to enter the cockpit.
If you squint, you can see that the stripes are layered on top of each other, some older than others.
If you squint, you can see that the stripes are layered on top of each other, some older than others.
There are scratches everywhere from hard brushes and ugly pale stains from using strong cleaners.
It smells like death and solvent in here.
This mech resembles a hollow morgue.
It smells like death and solvent in here.
This mech resembles a hollow morgue.
November 20, 2024 at 5:30 PM
There are scratches everywhere from hard brushes and ugly pale stains from using strong cleaners.
It smells like death and solvent in here.
This mech resembles a hollow morgue.
It smells like death and solvent in here.
This mech resembles a hollow morgue.
First Aid runs his finger along the bottom, hard-to-reach side of the console.
A filthy stain remains on his glove.
He wonders what kind of death you had to die for your remains to leave stains THAT far inside the cockpit.
A filthy stain remains on his glove.
He wonders what kind of death you had to die for your remains to leave stains THAT far inside the cockpit.
November 20, 2024 at 5:30 PM
First Aid runs his finger along the bottom, hard-to-reach side of the console.
A filthy stain remains on his glove.
He wonders what kind of death you had to die for your remains to leave stains THAT far inside the cockpit.
A filthy stain remains on his glove.
He wonders what kind of death you had to die for your remains to leave stains THAT far inside the cockpit.
Then it happened again.
And again.
Dozens and dozens of times.
Enough so that the disgusting dark layers had to be chipped off rather than washed away.
And again.
Dozens and dozens of times.
Enough so that the disgusting dark layers had to be chipped off rather than washed away.
November 20, 2024 at 5:19 PM
Then it happened again.
And again.
Dozens and dozens of times.
Enough so that the disgusting dark layers had to be chipped off rather than washed away.
And again.
Dozens and dozens of times.
Enough so that the disgusting dark layers had to be chipped off rather than washed away.
All places that are very hard to reach with a brush and cleaner.
There was blood in this cockpit, then it was cleaned up, but not all of it. They left some in the crevices and tight corners, figuring it was enough to keep it looking decent.
There was blood in this cockpit, then it was cleaned up, but not all of it. They left some in the crevices and tight corners, figuring it was enough to keep it looking decent.
November 20, 2024 at 5:18 PM
All places that are very hard to reach with a brush and cleaner.
There was blood in this cockpit, then it was cleaned up, but not all of it. They left some in the crevices and tight corners, figuring it was enough to keep it looking decent.
There was blood in this cockpit, then it was cleaned up, but not all of it. They left some in the crevices and tight corners, figuring it was enough to keep it looking decent.