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my robot oc has a name and reference sheet now :D
caroline!
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kicking myself because i knew full well it was supposed to be 4-8-8-2 but the reference i was using had a shadow there and my brain just decided to extrapolate another wheel without rly thinking about it
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AC-12 is correct!! ignore what looks like an extra set of wheels in the second drawing, that was a mistake. -_-
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ENDLESS PATROL. ONE MORE CLEAR NIGHT. DON'T YOU LOVE ME, PILOT?
OPEN BLUE. GRAND WESTERN. SANDSTONE LAYS SIDEWAYS, TRACING LINES ACROSS THE DESERT. SOMETHING ANCIENT AND TERRIBLE HAS TURNED THIS WORLD ON ITS SIDE.

But that doesn't matter to you, Filament. You choose, today and forever, to ignore the cracks in your dying world. Because as long as that turbine spins, as long as that hydraulic loop has pressure, your body has wings. And it means you'll be free. Even if you'll never know where, or why. Even if you'll never come home again.

ENDLESS PATROL. ONE MORE CLEAR NIGHT. DON'T YOU LOVE ME, PILOT?



The future is never. You'll never see her again, Pilot. Not between your sheets, nor the doorways of your home, and never in your arms again. You'll never remember that face, only the contours, contrails, burned into white vortex and wake at the corners of her smile. Remembering the trace of her hands on your back will forever be the same as surface flow, rolling and coiling and then pouring off into tides of unclean nothingness. Fluid dynamics. The depths of memory. You'll never separate us. It's all the same, now. The sea and the sky, dark blue to endless dark blue. Together, fingers interlinked, tendons and ailerons together. Infrared searching, eyes flitting. Thermal outlines of hips and canards and shoulder blades and weapon bays. Bodies, the same. Sea, like the sky. 

You're going to get into that cockpit again. Walk the line, that razor's edge. There's nowhere like the sky anymore, not for you. Come and chase the untouchable. Come find us, in the merge. That's where you'll feel it, one more time, Pilot.

FIRST LOVE AND LAST AGAIN. MACH TWO AGAINST YOUR LIPS. TOUCH THE SKY, OR DIE TRYING.
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im sort of that guy whos only seen star wars and comments "this reminds me of star wars" under everything
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i'll never be a good commenter...
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i got this laptop with a 2880x1920 display around end of last year besides that i've only used <=1080p ones
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wow yup you got it pretty much, weird arithmetic is not because of ints, its just because i wrote this using macros and i forgot to simplify that part after i substituted them in
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amazing, I always thought the nucleon was the start and end of ford's studies into nuclear powered vehicles.
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another fantastic contribution to the giant broken space truck genre
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this is one of those i have to repost every time it shows up on my feed
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when ur having a really bad space day and you get a moon flat tire
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i like the ominous 70g hovering in the background
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you'll never be able to prove its me
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im going to make 5 alts and comment "what is this", "is this real" and "what's the prompt" on all your posts until you stop
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groundbreaking artistic developments
mspaint doodle of my robot oc caroline (she/her) in a maid dress
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blessed enlightened code
switch statement has finally been tried