>Be me>Autistic little shit doped up on antidepressants>unrestricted internet access> discover that Scalie art exists>Look at big titty dragons,>error 404 desire to fuck not found>had an autistic hyper fixation on power armor and science fiction war stories since I caught a whiff of that good shit, AKA Halo, Starcraft, Resistance, and by extension Bionicle, as a kid.>Had also simultaneously contracted the Warhammer 40K flu around the same time I contracted the furry virus.>these pathogens collided within the autistic cauldron >started writing extremely autistic fanfics at age 14>was actually given criticism, and also watched video essays criticizing storytelling in the past.>MFW almost 11 years later, I still think what I create is shit, but for the right reasons, I want to make something good, and won't settle for something less.If anyone, against their better judgment, wants me to sperg out about my world-building project.Also, art by me,
I am genuinely curious how you've combined 40k with anthro dragons. Show me.
>>96611341The first instance that served as a catalyst occurred when I was 13 years old.I discovered what, I'll be honest, was art of a big tiddy dragon girl who could transform into a gelatinous sludge, which caused an idea to pop into my head: What if, instead of standing there and looking pretty, they used this hyper-adaptive biology to integrate their bodies into mechanical shells? Breaking down their organic bodies and merging into whatever type of exoskeleton was needed to fulfill their career, warriors would insert themselves into advanced combat exoskeletons, purpose-built to fulfill specific roles. Ordinary soldiers would have standard bipedal bodies, albeit ones capable of advanced articulation, allowing them to rearrange the direction of their arms, legs, and torso to achieve better locomotion, as needed by the environment, such as making a tactical retreat. All they need to do is rotate their torso 180 degrees before darting away like a giant metallic grasshopper. Though the Zealge in their true form can fly, the process can be exhausting when performed constantly, especially when flying in harsh weather conditions. As such, farmers, hunters, navigators, and cartographers will merge their bodies with bat-like weather-resistant flight suits, allowing them to survey their harvests from the air, their head adorned with advanced sensory arrays, allowing them to spot areas of interest Engineers will adopt more inhuman levitating bodies like stone totems come to life by anti-gravity, swarmed by packs of assistant drones, wireless limbs of the engineer to rapidly make repairs to whatever their desired task is, ( don't let the shape-shifting space dragon run out of things to repair, that's how Jexial developed PTSD towards the vending machines.Sadly, I haven't drawn any art of this shit, but hey, when I finally get around, I'll have the skills to make my vision clear as crystal.However, this is just one of many races I've created for this story.
For a race, I have drawn art of likely too much art of the Eeldae, given my autistic obsession with the ocean, they, like their sister species, are artificial planted races, with the Eeldae, you guessed it, being engineered to live on an ocean world, which unbeknownst to both their makers and themselves, had been a hideout for another anthropomorphic race of sharkfolk the Selechi. It wasn't until the gene makers had to abandon their creations that the Eeldae, having evolved as amphibious children of both land and sea, developed into an almost medieval civilization, with city-states settled upon the many islands that dotted their world. It wasn't until the Selechi rose from their sanctuaries deep beneath the ocean floor that they enslaved the technologically inferior Eeldae, albeit to say this enslavement was absolute, and easily achieved was something only said upon the gloating tongues of those absent for this period.However, this period of slavery was forced to end, as those who stood divided, all it took was a common hatred for an outsider to align these opposing forces into one unified force. The Selechi's numbers were small, but they had access to automated factories, the Eeldae had the manpower, and so with the promise of freedom, the Eeldae would fight beside their former masters to repel this invader, and once the last of the sky people had left their world whether in flesh or in spirit, the Eeldae demanded their prize, though this period of their history lay muttled as shark and sea dragon ramble their side of the story the Selechi were forced to leave the only world they had known as home for untold milliania, to ventures into the astral seas.For the Selechi, it was the Eeldae who had turned on them after being freed, not wishing to share their world with their ancient oppressors.For the Eeldae, it was the Selechi who had receded on their promise of freedom to the sea dragons.Art by me of an Eeldae soldier in an artorgian hardsuit.
The design philosophy of the Eeldae is heavily influenced by X-Com: Terror from the Deep. Accelerator weaponry and armor made from superplastic composite materials enable endurance and speed, allowing them to close the gap against their enemies with thruster packs and hover tanks. before tearing them apart with a combination of energy and kinetic weaponry, art by me of an Eeldae Cohort initiate, demeaningly named guppies by the forces of humanity who had come to face them in combat.
Again, let me prefix all this, All of this was inspired by furry art to some degree. I'd observe stuff like big titty dragons, and then brainstorm ideas for them. Another design based on the Artorgian hardsuit, the Current Finder class of soldiers is equipped with a customized version of the Artorgian hardsuit's armor platform, utilizing the synthetic muscle mesh of the hardsuit to obscure the wearer's body temperature and muffle sound. The suit is then paired with a polymorphic cloak, a ghulie suit capable of adaptive camouflage, similar to a more efficient form of the camouflage used here on Earth by cuddlefish and octopi.The Artorgian hardsuit itself is controlled by the Eeldae via their natural bioelectricity to operate and, in turn, communicate with the advanced sensory equipment built into the suit.
Art of the current finder armor suit
OP is, as usual, a complete faggot.
>>96611972Don't care, never will.Cope and seethe while I hope and breathe!
I remember there was actually some anime in the 80s with slime aliens who got poured into mobile suit things. Was it Gal Force?
>>96612016Do you realize that everything you do is completely worthless, derivative, and can only be used as a masturbatory aid?There's a reason why people like you were in the ovens.
>>96612043I don't think they had furries back in the 1930s
>>96612041Never even knew that existed, prolly give it a look
>>96612043>masturbatory aid>Every character I've posted has been in full body armorY'know, I was losing passion for this project, but now, now, I want to continue knowing it'll enrage some future stroke victim who can only string together whatever basic insults that his sleep apnea endowed brain can provide.In other wordshttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OLpeX4RRo28
Anyway, my dream for this project is to make the bastard child between Xcom and tabletop Warhammer 40k (mainly cause if those British fucks ain't gonna do it, might as well make a game with the modding tools necessary for the fans to make a tabletop simulator game for Warhammer 40k) Keep writing, keep drawing, and learn how to 3D model and code to make that dream a reality.
