A survivor falling into the hands of some mutants and becoming their cumdump?

A warlord ruling over an outpost with an iron fist and growing his personal harem?

Someone falling prey to whatever’s out in the wastes and being transformed by it?

There’s so many possibilities to choose from, really.

Post apocalyptic stuff! Lone wanderers, mutants, and dilapidated outposts dotting barren landscapes!

There’s lots of different ways for the world to end up like that, but the aesthetic is badass, and it opens up room for a whole lot of interesting scenarios.

Man pixel art is tough as hell - especially coloring with a limited palette (I had to cheat a bit and use blending modes here).

And don't even get me started on writing out the text...

Might (probably not though) resume it in some form in the future without the anonymous aspect to keep the weird asks at bay, but for now I'll just resume chilling and working on the regular type of content when I feel like it.

That said, I still do not actually condone willingly letting yourself be assimilated into a collective of drones willing to wipe your identity and slowly rebuild it from scratch into a form that better serves it and you.

Even if it would fix me probably.

While I haven't drawn more art of them (yet), these two specific characters have actually been on my mind for a while, even before I drew this piece. Really, this is just the "endpoint" of their relationship, but there's a whole lot that I imagine happened to the two of them before this.

As weird as it is given that most drone conversions are unwilling, I enjoyed getting to explore this weird edge case - a proper relationship between a human and a drone, which eventually leads to the conversion occurring in a different, more tender manner.